CAPTIONS WERE MADE POSSIBLE WITH FUNDING FROM NZ ON AIR. ABLE 2016 (THUNDER RUMBLING) -ALL RIGHT, BOY? -YEAH, YOU ALL RIGHT? -IT'S SET IN RIGHT ENOUGH. MAN: AYE, I TOLD YE, BE A SENNIGHT BEFORE IT CLEARS. MAN 2: I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS WINTER FILTH. (INDISTINCT SHOUTING) (MUFFLED CONVERSATIONS, SHOUTING) (LAUGHTER, INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS) -HERE YOU ARE. -THANK YOU KINDLY. -CHEERS. (LAUGHTER) OH, WATCH IT. SORRY, DARLING. -OH. -THERE YOU ARE. -THANK YOU. MASTER STADLE. (SIGHS) (GASPS) GANDALF: MIND IF I JOIN YOU? I'LL HAVE THE SAME. I SHOULD INTRODUCE MYSELF. MY NAME IS GANDALF. GANDALF THE GREY. I KNOW WHO YOU ARE. WELL, NOW. THIS IS A FINE CHANCE. WHAT BRINGS THORIN OAKENSHIELD TO BREE? I RECEIVED WORD THAT MY FATHER HAD BEEN SEEN WANDERING THE WILDS NEAR DUNLAND. I WENT LOOKING. I FOUND NO SIGN OF HIM. THORIN, IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE ANYTHING BUT RUMOUR WAS HEARD OF THRAIN. HE STILL LIVES. I AM SURE OF IT. MY FATHER CAME TO SEE YOU BEFORE HE WENT MISSING. (GRUNTS) WHAT DID YOU SAY TO HIM? I URGED HIM TO MARCH UPON EREBOR, TO RALLY THE SEVEN ARMIES OF THE DWARVES, TO DESTROY THE DRAGON AND TAKE BACK THE LONELY MOUNTAIN. AND I WOULD SAY THE SAME TO YOU. TAKE BACK YOUR HOMELAND. THIS IS NO CHANCE MEETING, IS IT, GANDALF? NO. IT IS NOT. THE LONELY MOUNTAIN TROUBLES ME, THORIN. THAT DRAGON HAS SAT THERE LONG ENOUGH. SOONER OR LATER, DARKER MINDS WILL TURN TOWARDS EREBOR. I RAN INTO SOME UNSAVOURY CHARACTERS WHILST TRAVELING ON THE GREENWAY. THEY MISTOOK ME FOR A VAGABOND. -I IMAGINE THEY REGRETTED THAT. -ONE OF THEM WAS CARRYING A MESSAGE. IT IS BLACK SPEECH. A PROMISE OF PAYMENT. FOR WHAT? YOUR HEAD. (GASPS) SOMEONE WANTS YOU DEAD. THORIN, YOU CAN WAIT NO LONGER. YOU ARE THE HEIR TO THE THRONE OF DURIN. UNITE THE ARMIES OF THE DWARVES. TOGETHER YOU HAVE THE MIGHT AND POWER TO RETAKE EREBOR. SUMMON A MEETING OF THE SEVEN DWARF FAMILIES. DEMAND THEY STAND BY THEIR OATH. THE SEVEN ARMIES SWORE THAT OATH TO THE ONE WHO WIELDS THE KING'S JEWEL. THE ARKENSTONE. IT IS THE ONLY THING THAT WILL UNITE THEM, AND IN CASE YOU HAVE FORGOTTEN, THAT JEWEL WAS STOLEN BY SMAUG. WHAT IF I WERE TO HELP YOU RECLAIM IT? HOW? THE ARKENSTONE LIES HALF A WORLD AWAY, BURIED BENEATH THE FEET OF A FIRE-BREATHING DRAGON. YES, IT DOES. WHICH IS WHY WE'RE GOING TO NEED A BURGLAR. (BARKING, HOWLING) (SNIFFS) (GRUMBLES, SNIFFS) (GROANS) (BARKS) (GROWLING) (BREATHING HEAVILY) (PANTING) (BELLOWS) HOW CLOSE IS THE PACK? TOO CLOSE. COUPLE OF LEAGUES, NO MORE, BUT THAT'S NOT THE WORST OF IT. -HAVE THE WARGS PICKED UP OUR SCENT? -NOT YET. BUT THEY WILL DO. WE HAVE ANOTHER PROBLEM. -DID THEY SEE YOU? -HMM? -THEY SAW YOU. -NO, THAT'S NOT IT. WHAT DID I TELL YOU? QUIET AS A MOUSE. -(laughter) -EXCELLENT BURGLAR MATERIAL. WILL YOU LISTEN? WILL YOU JUST LISTEN? I'M TRYING TO TELL YOU THERE IS SOMETHING ELSE OUT THERE. -(group MUTTERING) -HUH? WHAT FORM DID IT TAKE? LIKE A BEAR? YE... YE-YES, BUT BIGGER, MUCH BIGGER. YOU KNEW ABOUT THIS BEAST? (GROUP GASPS) I SAY WE DOUBLE BACK. THORIN: AND BE RUN DOWN BY A PACK OF ORCS? THERE IS A HOUSE. IT'S NOT FAR FROM HERE, WHERE WE MIGHT TAKE REFUGE. WHOSE HOUSE? ARE THEY FRIEND OR FOE? NEITHER. HE WILL HELP US OR HE WILL KILL US. WHAT CHOICE DO WE HAVE? (BELLOWING DISTANTLY, GASPING) NONE. DWALIN: COME ON! (PANTING) GANDALF: COME ON! ABGUID! (GRUNTING, PANTING) (GROWLING, GROANING) (GRUNTING) THIS WAY! QUICKLY! -THORIN: RUN! GLOIN: COME ON, BROTHER! THORIN: BOMBUR, COME! (GRUNTING CONTINUES) OIN: DON'T LEAVE ME BEHIND. GANDALF: TO THE HOUSE! RUN! GLOIN: KEEP UP! -(panting, WHEEZING) -NORI: WHAT? (CREATURE BELLOWING) COME ON, GET INSIDE. (PANTING CONTINUES) (GROANING) (BELLOWING) (GRUNTING, WHIMPERING) -ORI: WHAT ARE YOU DOING? -NORI: I'LL GET THE LOCK. -OPEN THE DOOR! QUICKLY! (INDISTINCT SHOUTING) (SCREAMING) (BELLOWING, SCREAMING CONTINUE) PUSH! (GASPING) DWALIN: COME ON! (GROANING) (SIGHING) WHAT IS THAT? THAT IS OUR HOST. HIS NAME IS BEORN, AND HE'S A SKIN-CHANGER. SOMETIMES HE'S A HUGE BLACK BEAR, SOMETIMES HE'S A GREAT STRONG MAN. THE BEAR IS UNPREDICTABLE, BUT THE MAN CAN BE REASONED WITH. HOWEVER, HE IS NOT OVERFOND OF DWARVES. WHAT? -(bellowing) -HE'S LEAVING. COME AWAY FROM THERE. IT'S OBVIOUS HE'S UNDER SOME DARK SPELL. DON'T BE A FOOL. HE'S UNDER NO ENCHANTMENT BUT HIS OWN. ALL RIGHT, NOW, GET SOME SLEEP, ALL OF YOU. YOU'LL BE SAFE HERE TONIGHT. (DISTANT WHINNYING) I HOPE. (GROANS) (GROWLING) (GROANING) (GROWLING, BELLOWING) (GROWLS, GASPING) (GROANS) (MICE SQUEAKING) (GOATS BLEAT) (SNORING) (RUMBLING, DISEMBODIED WHISPERING) (NECROMANCER SPEAKING BLACK SPEECH) (BLACK SPEECH CONTINUES) (GRUNTING) (RUMBLING) (PANTING) (GRUNTING) (GRUNTING CONTINUES) (GROWLS) (BELLOWING) (GROANING) (DOOR OPENS) (PANTING) (WHINNYING) (SIGHS) (GRUNTING) (LOW, INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS) SO YOU ARE THE ONE THEY CALL OAKENSHIELD? TELL ME, WHY IS AZOG THE DEFILER HUNTING YOU? YOU KNOW OF AZOG? HOW? MY PEOPLE WERE THE FIRST TO LIVE IN THE MOUNTAINS, BEFORE THE ORCS CAME DOWN FROM THE NORTH. THE DEFILER KILLED MOST OF MY FAMILY, BUT SOME HE ENSLAVED. NOT FOR WORK, YOU UNDERSTAND, BUT FOR SPORT. CAGING SKIN-CHANGERS AND TORTURING THEM SEEMED TO AMUSE HIM. THERE ARE OTHERS LIKE YOU? ONCE THERE WERE MANY. AND NOW? NOW THERE IS ONLY ONE. YOU NEED TO REACH THE MOUNTAIN BEFORE THE LAST DAYS OF AUTUMN. BEFORE DURIN'S DAY FALLS, YES. YOU ARE RUNNING OUT OF TIME. WHICH IS WHY WE MUST GO THROUGH MIRKWOOD. A DARKNESS LIES UPON THAT FOREST. FOUL THINGS CREEP BENEATH THOSE TREES. THERE IS AN ALLIANCE BETWEEN THE ORCS OF MORIA AND THE NECROMANCER IN DOL GULDUR. I WOULD NOT VENTURE THERE, EXCEPT IN GREAT NEED. WE WILL TAKE THE ELVEN ROAD. THAT PATH IS STILL SAFE. "SAFE"? THE WOOD ELVES OF MIRKWOOD ARE NOT LIKE THEIR KIN. THEY'RE LESS WISE AND MORE DANGEROUS, BUT IT MATTERS NOT. WHAT DO YOU MEAN? THESE LANDS ARE CRAWLING WITH ORCS. THEIR NUMBERS ARE GROWING, AND YOU ARE ON FOOT. YOU WILL NEVER REACH THE FOREST ALIVE. I DON'T LIKE DWARVES. THEY'RE GREEDY AND BLIND. BLIND TO THE LIVES OF THOSE THEY DEEM LESSER THAN THEIR OWN. BUT ORCS I HATE MORE. WHAT DO YOU NEED? BEORN (VOICE-OVER): GO NOW, WHILE YOU HAVE THE LIGHT. YOUR HUNTERS ARE NOT FAR BEHIND. (HORSE NEIGHING) THE ELVEN GATE. HERE LIES OUR PATH THROUGH MIRKWOOD. NO SIGN OF THE ORCS. WE HAVE LUCK ON OUR SIDE. SET THE PONIES LOOSE. LET THEM RETURN TO THEIR MASTER. BILBO: THIS FOREST... FEELS... SICK. AS IF A DISEASE LIES UPON IT. IS THERE NO WAY AROUND? NOT UNLESS WE GO 200 MILES NORTH OR TWICE THAT DISTANCE SOUTH. (VOICES ECHOING IN BLACK SPEECH) GALADRIEL (VOICE-OVER): SOMETHING MOVES IN THE SHADOWS, UNSEEN, HIDDEN FROM OUR SIGHT. EVERY DAY, IT GROWS IN STRENGTH. BEWARE THE NECROMANCER. HE IS NOT WHAT HE SEEMS. IF OUR ENEMY HAS RETURNED, WE MUST KNOW. GO TO THE TOMBS IN THE MOUNTAINS. THE HIGH FELLS. SO BE IT. (HORSES WHINNYING) NOT MY HORSE! I NEED IT! -WHAT? -HUH? YOU'RE NOT LEAVING US? I WOULD NOT DO THIS UNLESS I HAD TO. YOU'VE CHANGED, BILBO BAGGINS. YOU'RE NOT THE SAME HOBBIT AS THE ONE WHO LEFT THE SHIRE. I WAS GOING TO TELL YOU. AH. I... FOUND SOMETHING IN THE GOBLIN TUNNELS. FOUND WHAT? WHAT DID YOU FIND? MY COURAGE. GOOD. WELL, THAT'S GOOD. YOU'LL NEED IT. I'LL BE WAITING FOR YOU AT THE OVERLOOK BEFORE THE SLOPES OF EREBOR. KEEP THE MAP AND KEY SAFE. DO NOT ENTER THAT MOUNTAIN WITHOUT ME. (LOW GRUNT) THIS IS NOT THE GREENWOOD OF OLD. THE VERY AIR OF THE FOREST IS HEAVY WITH ILLUSION. IT'LL SEEK TO ENTER YOUR MIND AND LEAD YOU ASTRAY. LEAD US ASTRAY? WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? GANDALF: YOU MUST STAY ON THE PATH. DO NOT LEAVE IT. IF YOU DO, YOU'LL NEVER FIND IT AGAIN. NO MATTER WHAT MAY COME, STAY ON THE PATH! COME ON. WE MUST REACH THE MOUNTAIN BEFORE THE SUN SETS ON DURIN'S DAY. -BILBO: DURIN'S DAY? -BOFUR: LET'S GO. THORIN: IT IS OUR ONE CHANCE TO FIND THE HIDDEN DOOR. (INDISTINCT CHATTER) (DWARVES GRUNTING, PANTING) THORIN: THE PATH TURNS THIS WAY. (SIGHS) (CREAKING) (DWARVES GRUNTING, PANTING) THIS WAY. BOFUR: AIR. I NEED AIR. OIN: MY HEAD, IT'S SWIMMING. WHAT'S HAPPENING? KEEP MOVING. NORI, WHY HAVE WE STOPPED? THE PATH, IT'S DISAPPEARED. DWALIN: WHAT'S GOING ON? OIN: WE'VE LOST THE PATH. THORIN: FIND IT. ALL OF YOU, LOOK. LOOK FOR THE PATH! (GROANS) I DON'T REMEMBER THIS BIT. NONE OF IT'S FAMILIAR. IT'S GOT TO BE HERE. THORIN: WHAT HOUR IS IT? DWALIN: I DO NOT KNOW. I DO NOT EVEN KNOW WHAT DAY IT IS. THORIN: IS THERE NO END TO THIS ACCURSED FOREST? BALIN: ONLY TREES AND MORE TREES. (SOFT WHOOSH) VOICE (WHISPERING): ATTERCOP. (SOFT WHOOSH) VOICES (WHISPERING): ATTERCOP. (PANTING) (PANTING) LOOK. A TOBACCO POUCH. THERE'S DWARVES IN THESE WOODS. DWARVES FROM THE BLUE MOUNTAINS, NO LESS. THIS IS EXACTLY THE SAME AS MINE. BECAUSE IT IS YOURS. DO YOU UNDERSTAND? WE'RE GOING ROUND IN CIRCLES. WE ARE LOST. THORIN: WE ARE NOT LOST. WE KEEP HEADING EAST. OIN: BUT WHICH WAY IS EAST? WE'VE LOST THE SUN. DWALIN: I THOUGHT YOU WERE THE EXPERT. I'M NOT THE ONE WHO LOST THE PATH. THE SUN-- WE HAVE TO FIND... (ECHOING): THE SUN. UP THERE. WE NEED TO... (INDISTINCT ARGUING) VOICES (WHISPERING): ATTERCOP. WHAT WAS THAT? (DWARVES ARGUING) ENOUGH! QUIET! ALL OF YOU! WE'RE BEING WATCHED. (GRUNTING) (PANTING) (GRUNTING) (PANTING) (SIGHING) (LAUGHS) I-I CAN SEE A LAKE. AND A... A RIVER. AND THE LONELY MOUNTAIN. (CHUCKLES) WE'RE ALMOST THERE. CAN YOU HEAR ME? I KNOW WHICH WAY TO GO. (BRANCHES CREAKING) HELLO? (BRANCHES CREAKING) HELLO. OH, NO. NO... OH, COME ON. (SCREAMING, GRUNTING) (CHITTERING) -(shrieks) -(screams) (PANTING) -(snarling) -OH, NO! (STRAINED GRUNTING) (SPIDERS CHITTERING) (CHITTERING CONTINUES) (GASPING) (STRAINED GRUNTING) (SPIDER SHRIEKS) (GRUNTING, PANTING) (GASPING) SPIDER: KILL THEM. KILL THEM. EAT THEM NOW, WHILE THEIR BLOOD IS RUNNING. THEIR HIDE IS TOUGH, BUT THERE'S GOOD JUICE INSIDE. -STICK IT AGAIN. -STICK IT AGAIN. FINISH IT OFF. -(muffled WHIMPERING) -THE MEAT'S ALIVE AND KICKING. -KILL HIM. KILL HIM NOW. LET US FEAST. FEAST! FEAST! FEAST! FEAST! -EAT THEM ALIVE! -FEAST! FEAST! FEAST! -WHAT IS IT? -WHAT IS IT? WHAT IS IT? EAT THEM ALIVE! (MUFFLED YELLING) FAT AND JUICY. (SPIDERS CHITTERING) JUST A LITTLE TASTE. (SPIDER SHRIEKS) (SHRIEKING) (PAINED YELP) CURSE IT. WHERE IS IT? WHERE IS IT? HERE. (SHRIEKS) IT STINGS! IT STINGS! (PANTING) STING. THAT'S A GOOD NAME. STING. (GRUNTING) (DWARVES GRUNTING AND GROANING) -YOU ALL RIGHT THERE, BOFUR? -DWALIN, COME ON. -I'M ALL RIGHT. -GET IT OFF ME! -WHERE'S BILBO? -BILBO! I'M UP HERE! (GRUNTING, YELLING) (LOUD CLINKING) (GRUNTS) -GO, EVERYBODY, GO! -MOVE, MOVE! (HISSES) -RUN! RUN! -FASTER! HERE THEY COME! (GRUNTING) DWALIN: BOMBUR! (GRUNTING) OIN: GRAB THE LEGS! PULL! (DWARVES GRUNTING) (BOMBUR GASPS) WHERE IS IT? WHERE IS IT? COME ON. WHERE IS IT? (SIGHS, GASPS) (GRUNTS) (CREATURE WHEEZING) (LOUD CLINKING) (GRUNTS) NO! NO! NO! THORIN: DWALIN! GET 'EM! COME ON! (GRUNTING AND YELLING) DWALIN: ARE YOU OKAY, BROTHER? KILI: FILI! -(fierce GRUNTING) -KILI: FILI! (GRUNTING) (YELLING) (CREATURE WHEEZING) (GRUNTS) (PANTING) MINE. (PANTING) (SUPPRESSED GAGGING) DWALIN: COME ON, KEEP UP! WE'RE CLEAR! (HISSING) (GRUNTING) IT WOULD BE MY PLEASURE. IT WOULD BE MY PLEASURE. KILI: AAH! HELP! KILI! (GRUNTS) (PANTING, GRUNTING) (GRUNTING) THROW ME A DAGGER! QUICK! IF YOU THINK I'M GIVING YOU A WEAPON, DWARF, YOU'RE MISTAKEN. LEGOLAS: SEARCH THEM. (ELVES SPEAKING ELVISH) DWALIN: HEY. DON'T YOU... (SPEAKING ELVISH) B'EY! GIVE IT BACK! THAT'S PRIVATE! LEGOLAS: WHO IS THIS? YOUR BROTHER? THAT IS MY WIFE. AND WHAT IS THIS HORRID CREATURE? A GOBLIN-MUTANT? THAT'S MY WEE LAD, GIMLI. (ELF SPEAKING ELVISH) -(sighs) -BOFUR: WHAT'D YOU DO THAT FOR? (ELVES CONTINUE SPEAKING ELVISH) WHERE DID YOU GET THIS? IT WAS GIVEN TO ME. NOT JUST A THIEF, BUT A LIAR AS WELL. ENWENNO HAIN! (OTHER ELVES SPEAKING ELVISH) THORIN, WHERE'S BILBO? (ELVES SPEAKING ELVISH) (PANTING) (GRUNTS) THIS IS NOT THE END OF IT. DO YOU HEAR ME? HEY, LET US OUT OF HERE! GET OFF ME! (SPEAKS ELVISH) (GROANS) AREN'T YOU GOING TO SEARCH ME? I COULD HAVE ANYTHING DOWN MY TROUSERS. OR NOTHING. (SIGHS) (GRUNTING) (GRUNTING WITH EFFORT) GLOIN: AGAIN! BALIN: LEAVE IT! THERE'S NO WAY OUT! THIS IS NO ORC DUNGEON. THESE ARE THE HALLS OF THE WOODLAND REALM. NO ONE LEAVES HERE BUT BY THE KING'S CONSENT. THRANDUIL: SOME MAY IMAGINE THAT A NOBLE QUEST IS AT HAND, A QUEST TO RECLAIM A HOMELAND AND SLAY A DRAGON. I MYSELF SUSPECT A MORE PROSAIC MOTIVE. ATTEMPTED BURGLARY OR SOMETHING OF THAT ILK. YOU HAVE FOUND A WAY IN. YOU SEEK THAT WHICH WOULD BESTOW UPON YOU THE RIGHT TO RULE-- THE KING'S JEWEL. THE ARKENSTONE. IT IS PRECIOUS TO YOU BEYOND MEASURE. I UNDERSTAND THAT. THERE ARE GEMS IN THE MOUNTAIN THAT I, TOO, DESIRE-- WHITE GEMS... OF PURE STARLIGHT. I OFFER YOU MY HELP. HM. I AM LISTENING. I WILL LET YOU GO... IF YOU BUT RETURN WHAT IS MINE. -A FAVOUR FOR A FAVOUR. -YOU HAVE MY WORD. ONE KING TO ANOTHER. I WOULD NOT TRUST THRANDUIL, THE GREAT KING, TO HONOUR HIS WORD, SHOULD THE END OF ALL DAYS BE UPON US! YOU... LACK ALL HONOUR! I HAVE SEEN HOW YOU TREAT YOUR FRIENDS. WE CAME TO YOU ONCE-- STARVING, HOMELESS, SEEKING YOUR HELP-- BUT YOU TURNED YOUR BACK. YOU TURNED AWAY FROM THE SUFFERING OF MY PEOPLE AND THE INFERNO THAT DESTROYED US! IMRID AMRAL URSIL! DO NOT TALK TO ME OF DRAGON FIRE. I KNOW ITS WRATH AND RUIN. (GASPS, GROANS) I HAVE FACED THE GREAT SERPENTS OF THE NORTH. I WARNED YOUR GRANDFATHER OF WHAT HIS GREED WOULD SUMMON. BUT HE WOULD NOT LISTEN. YOU ARE JUST LIKE HIM. STAY HERE, IF YOU WILL, AND ROT. A HUNDRED YEARS IS A MERE BLINK IN THE LIFE OF AN ELF. I'M PATIENT. I CAN WAIT. (GRUNTS) -DID HE OFFER YOU A DEAL? -HE DID. I TOLD HIM HE COULD GO ISH KAKHFE AI-D DUR-RUGNUL. (SIGHS) (ECHOING): HIM AND ALL HIS KIN! WELL, THAT'S THAT, THEN. A DEAL WAS OUR ONLY HOPE. (GRUNTS QUIETLY) NOT OUR ONLY HOPE. I KNOW YOU'RE THERE. WHY DO YOU LINGER IN THE SHADOWS? I WAS COMING TO REPORT TO YOU. I THOUGHT I ORDERED THAT NEST TO BE DESTROYED NOT TWO MOONS PAST. WE CLEARED THE FOREST AS ORDERED, MY LORD, BUT MORE SPIDERS KEEP COMING UP FROM THE SOUTH. THEY ARE SPAWNING IN THE RUINS OF DOL GULDUR. IF WE COULD KILL THEM AT THEIR SOURCE... THAT FORTRESS LIES BEYOND OUR BORDERS. KEEP OUR LANDS CLEAR OF THOSE FOUL CREATURES. THAT IS YOUR TASK. AND WHEN WE DRIVE THEM OFF? WHAT THEN? WILL THEY NOT SPREAD TO OTHER LANDS? OTHER LANDS ARE NOT MY CONCERN. THE FORTUNES OF THE WORLD WILL RISE AND FALL, BUT HERE, IN THIS KINGDOM, WE WILL ENDURE. LEGOLAS SAID YOU FOUGHT WELL TODAY. HE HAS GROWN VERY FOND OF YOU. I ASSURE YOU, MY LORD, LEGOLAS THINKS OF ME AS NO MORE THAN A CAPTAIN IN THE GUARD. PERHAPS HE DID ONCE. NOW I'M NOT SO SURE. I DO NOT THINK YOU WOULD ALLOW YOUR SON TO PLEDGE HIMSELF TO A LOWLY SILVAN ELF. NO. YOU ARE RIGHT. I WOULD NOT. STILL, HE CARES ABOUT YOU. DO NOT GIVE HIM HOPE WHERE THERE IS NONE. (GUTTURAL SNARL) THE STONE IN YOUR HAND... WHAT IS IT? IT IS A TALISMAN. A POWERFUL SPELL LIES UPON IT. IF ANY BUT A DWARF READS THE RUNES ON THE STONE... ...THEY WILL BE FOREVER CURSED. OR NOT. DEPENDING ON WHETHER YOU BELIEVE IN THAT KIND OF THING. IT'S JUST A TOKEN. A RUNE STONE. MY MOTHER GAVE IT TO ME SO I'D REMEMBER MY PROMISE. WHAT PROMISE? THAT I WOULD COME BACK TO HER. SHE WORRIES. ARE YOU? NAH. (DISTANT CLAMOURING) SOUNDS LIKE QUITE A PARTY YOU'RE HAVING UP THERE. IT IS MERETHE-NGILITH, THE FEAST OF STARLIGHT. ALL LIGHT IS SACRED TO THE ELDAR. BUT WOOD ELVES LOVE BEST THE LIGHT OF THE STARS. I ALWAYS THOUGHT IT IS A COLD LIGHT. REMOTE AND FAR AWAY. IT IS MEMORY... PRECIOUS AND PURE. LIKE YOUR PROMISE. I HAVE WALKED THERE, SOMETIMES. BEYOND THE FOREST AND UP INTO THE NIGHT. I HAVE SEEN THE WORLD FALL AWAY... AND THE WHITE LIGHT OF FOREVER FILL THE AIR. I SAW A FIRE MOON ONCE. IT ROSE OVER THE PASS NEAR DUNLAND-- HUGE. RED AND GOLD IT WAS; IT FILLED THE SKY. WE WERE AN ESCORT FOR SOME MERCHANTS FROM ERED LUIN. THEY WERE TRADING IN SILVERWORK FOR FURS. WE TOOK THE GREENWAY SOUTH, KEEPING THE MOUNTAIN TO OUR LEFT. AND THEN IT APPEARED... THIS HUGE FIRE MOON, LIGHTING OUR PATH. I WISH I COULD SHOW YOU THE CAVERNS BENEATH THOSE MOUNTAINS... ELROS: GALION, YOU OLD ROGUE. WE'RE RUNNING OUT OF DRINK. THESE EMPTY BARRELS SHOULD HAVE BEEN SENT BACK TO ESGAROTH HOURS AGO. THE BARGEMEN WILL BE WAITING FOR THEM. GALION: SAY WHAT YOU LIKE ABOUT OUR ILL-TEMPERED KING, HE HAS EXCELLENT TASTE IN WINE. COME, ELROS, TRY IT. ELROS: I HAVE THE DWARVES IN MY CHARGE. THEY'RE LOCKED UP. WHERE CAN THEY GO? (GALION CHUCKLES) BOFUR: I'LL WAGER THE SUN IS ON THE RISE. MUST BE NEARLY DAWN. WE'RE NEVER GONNA REACH THE MOUNTAIN, ARE WE? (SIGHS) NOT STUCK IN HERE, YOU'RE NOT. -BILBO! -WHAT?! -(Dwarves SHOUTING, LAUGHING) -YES! OH, YES! SHH! THERE ARE GUARDS NEARBY! DWALIN: QUIET, LAD. QUIET. (LAUGHING) THORIN: CLOSE THE DOORS. IT'LL BUY US MORE TIME. -BILBO: ALL RIGHT, NORI. OKAY. -DWALIN: CLOSE IT. BILBO: COME ON. ALL RIGHT. OKAY. OIN (CHUCKLING): WE'RE OUT, EH? THORIN: MOVE! UP THE STAIRS! -DWALIN: YOU FIRST. ORI. -DORI: COME ON. NOT THAT WAY. DOWN HERE. FOLLOW ME! -DWALIN: WHICH WAY DO WE GO? -GLOIN: GO ON. OIN: ALL RIGHT, EASY NOW. (ELROS AND GALION SNORING) (WHISPERING): THIS WAY. (DWARVES WHISPERING, MURMURING) -DORI: NO TALKING. -BILBO: COME ON...! I DON'T BELIEVE IT. WE'RE IN THE CELLARS. YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE LEADING US OUT, NOT FURTHER IN. -I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING. -SHH! BILBO (QUIETLY): THIS WAY. THIS WAY! (GASPS, THEN SHOUTS IN ELVISH) EVERYONE, CLIMB INTO THE BARRELS QUICKLY. ARE YOU MAD? THEY'LL FIND US. NO, NO, THEY WON'T. I PROMISE YOU. PLEASE, PLEASE, YOU MUST TRUST ME. (DWARVES MURMURING) DO AS HE SAYS. (DWARVES MURMURING) DWALIN: MOVE YOUR BIG GINGER HEAD OUT OF THE WAY. -(Dwarves GRUNTING, GRUMBLING) -BIFUR, GET IN THE BARREL! MOVE! (GRUNTING) BOMBUR: OH, THERE'S NOT MUCH ROOM IN HERE. (SNORING) -FILI: MY ONE SMELLS OF APPLES. -NORI: EVERYONE'S IN. DWALIN: I CAN HARDLY MOVE. BILBO: THIRTEEN. GOOD. WHAT'LL WE DO NOW? -HOLD YOUR BREATH. -BOFUR: HOLD MY BREATH? -WHAT DO YOU MEAN...? -DWALIN: WHAT? DWALIN: WHAT'S HE DOING? (DWARVES YELLING) BOFUR: WHAT'S HAPPENING? (DWARVES YELLING, SHOUTING) (BOTH GRUNTING, GROANING) (SHOUTING) YES, YES, YES. (ELROS AND GALION SNORE AND GRUNT) (SNORING, GRUNTING CONTINUE) WHERE IS THE KEEPER OF THE KEYS? (BILBO GASPING, STAMMERING) (GROANING) (SHOUTS IN ELVISH) (GUARDS SHOUTING IN ELVISH IN DISTANCE) (GASPING ANXIOUSLY) (YELLING) GRAB HIM! WELL DONE, MASTER BAGGINS. (GRUNTS, GASPS) GO! COME ON, LET'S GO! (GUARDS SHOUTING IN ELVISH) HOLD ON! (DWARVES SHOUT ANXIOUSLY) (YELLING, SHOUTING, WHOOPING) (GASPING DEEPLY) (GURGLING) -NORI: BILBO! -(grunts AND CRIES OUT) NORI: HANG ON! ORI: AAH! HELP! DORI: ORI! (GASPING) (BLOWING HORN) (DWARVES SHOUTING, GRUNTING) (WHIMPERS) -THORIN: NO! -(Dwarves SHOUTING) THORIN: I CAN'T MOVE THEM! WE'RE STUCK! (GASPING) (GRUNTS, GROANS) (ORC GROWLING) -BOFUR: WATCH OUT! THERE'S ORCS! -FILI: ORCS! (SHOUTING IN ELVISH) (GROWLING, SHOUTING IN BLACK SPEECH) -GET UNDER THE BRIDGE! -GET IT OFF! (GRUNTS WITH EFFORT) KILI! (SNORTS, HUFFS) (GROWLS) (GASPS, PANTS) KILI! (GROANS IN PAIN) (GROWLS) KILI... (GROWLS) (DWARVES SHOUTING) (BOLG SHOUTING IN BLACK SPEECH) (BOLG AND NAZRUG SHOUTING IN BLACK SPEECH) (PANTING) KILI! (GROANING IN PAIN) (SHOUTING) (GRUNTING) (ORCS SHOUT IN BLACK SPEECH) OH, NO! (YELLING) (ORCS SHOUTING, SNARLING) (SHOUTS) (YELLS IN PAIN) (ORCS YELLING IN BLACK SPEECH) (ORC YELLS IN BLACK SPEECH) (DWARVES SHOUTING ANXIOUSLY) NORI! HEEYAH! (ROARING) THORIN: CUT THE LOG! DWALIN: BOMBUR! DWALIN: BOMBUR! (GROWLS) TAURIEL. (GROANING) AAH! AAH! (GRUNTING) AAH! (GRUNTS) (GASPS) OH, IT'S YOU. WHY AM I HERE, GANDALF? TRUST ME, RADAGAST, I WOULD NOT HAVE CALLED YOU HERE WITHOUT GOOD REASON. (CHIRPING) THIS IS NOT A NICE PLACE TO MEET. NO. IT IS NOT. THESE ARE DARK SPELLS, GANDALF. OLD AND FULL OF HATE. WHO'S BURIED HERE? IF HE HAD A NAME, IT'S LONG SINCE BEEN LOST. HE WOULD'VE BEEN KNOWN ONLY AS A SERVANT OF EVIL. (ECHOING): ONE OF A NUMBER. ONE OF NINE. RADAGAST: WHY NOW, GANDALF? I DON'T UNDERSTAND. GANDALF: THE RINGWRAITHS HAVE BEEN SUMMONED TO DOL GULDUR. BUT IT CANNOT BE THE NECROMANCER. A HUMAN SORCERER COULD NOT SUMMON SUCH EVIL. WHO SAID IT WAS HUMAN? THE NINE ONLY ANSWER TO ONE MASTER. WE'VE BEEN BLIND, RADAGAST, AND IN OUR BLINDNESS, THE ENEMY HAS RETURNED. HE IS SUMMONING HIS SERVANTS. AZOG THE DEFILER IS NO ORDINARY HUNTER. HE IS A COMMANDER, A COMMANDER OF LEGIONS. THE ENEMY IS PREPARING FOR WAR. IT WILL BEGIN IN THE EAST. HIS MIND IS SET UPON THAT MOUNTAIN. -WHERE ARE YOU GOING? -TO REJOIN THE OTHERS. GANDALF. I STARTED THIS. I CANNOT FORSAKE THEM. THEY ARE IN GRAVE DANGER. IF WHAT YOU SAY IS TRUE, THE WORLD IS IN GRAVE DANGER. THE POWER IN THAT FORTRESS WILL ONLY GROW STRONGER. YOU WANT ME TO CAST MY FRIENDS ASIDE? THORIN: ANYTHING BEHIND US? BALIN: NOT THAT I CAN SEE. (GRUNTING, GROANING) I THINK WE'VE OUTRUN THE ORCS. THORIN: NOT FOR LONG; WE'VE LOST THE CURRENT. BOMBUR'S HALF-DROWNED. -MAKE FOR THE SHORE! -AYE. COME ON, LET'S GO! OIN: GLOIN, HELP ME, BROTHER. DWALIN: COME ON, LIFT YOURSELF. COME ON! COME ON, YOU BIG LUMP, YOU. (GROANING) (GASPS) (SNIFFS) I'M FINE. IT'S NOTHING. ON YOUR FEET. KILI'S WOUNDED. HIS LEG NEEDS BINDING. THERE'S AN ORC PACK ON OUR TAIL. WE KEEP MOVING. BALIN: TO WHERE? -TO THE MOUNTAIN; WE'RE SO CLOSE. (GROANS) A LAKE LIES BETWEEN US AND THAT MOUNTAIN. WE HAVE NO WAY TO CROSS IT. SO THEN WE GO AROUND. THE ORCS WILL RUN US DOWN AS SURE AS DAYLIGHT. WE'VE NO WEAPONS TO DEFEND OURSELVES. BIND HIS LEG QUICKLY. YOU HAVE TWO MINUTES. DO IT AGAIN, AND YOU'RE DEAD. BALIN: EXCUSE ME, BUT, UM, YOU'RE FROM LAKE-TOWN, IF I'M NOT MISTAKEN. THAT BARGE OVER THERE, IT WOULDN'T BE AVAILABLE FOR HIRE, BY ANY CHANCE? WHAT MAKES YOU THINK I WOULD HELP YOU? THOSE BOOTS HAVE SEEN BETTER DAYS, AS HAS THAT COAT. UH, NO DOUBT YOU HAVE SOME HUNGRY MOUTHS TO FEED. HOW MANY BAIRNS? A BOY AND TWO GIRLS. AND YOUR WIFE, I IMAGINE SHE'S A... SHE'S A BEAUTY. AYE. SHE WAS. I'M SORRY, I DIDN'T MEAN TO... OH, COME ON, COME ON, ENOUGH OF THE NICETIES. WHAT'S YOUR HURRY? WHAT'S IT TO YOU? I WOULD LIKE TO KNOW WHO YOU ARE AND WHAT YOU ARE DOING IN THESE LANDS. WE ARE SIMPLE MERCHANTS FROM THE BLUE MOUNTAINS JOURNEYING TO SEE OUR KIN IN THE IRON HILLS. SIMPLE MERCHANTS, YOU SAY? WE NEED FOOD, SUPPLIES, WEAPONS. CAN YOU HELP US? I KNOW WHERE THESE BARRELS CAME FROM. WHAT OF IT? I DON'T KNOW WHAT BUSINESS YOU HAD WITH THE ELVES, BUT I DON'T THINK IT ENDED WELL. NO ONE ENTERS LAKE-TOWN BUT BY LEAVE OF THE MASTER. ALL HIS WEALTH COMES FROM TRADE WITH THE WOODLAND REALM. HE WOULD SEE YOU IN IRONS BEFORE RISKING THE WRATH OF KING THRANDUIL. OFFER HIM MORE. (GRUNTS) I'LL WAGER THERE ARE WAYS TO ENTER THAT TOWN UNSEEN. AYE. BUT FOR THAT, YOU WOULD NEED A SMUGGLER. FOR WHICH WE WILL PAY DOUBLE. (YELLING IN BLACK SPEECH) THRANDUIL (VOICE-OVER): SUCH IS THE NATURE OF EVIL. OUT THERE IN THE VAST IGNORANCE OF THE WORLD, IT FESTERS AND SPREADS. A SHADOW THAT GROWS IN THE DARK. A SLEEPLESS MALICE AS BLACK AS THE ONCOMING WALL OF NIGHT. SO IT EVER WAS. SO WILL IT ALWAYS BE. (GROWLING) IN TIME, ALL FOUL THINGS COME FORTH. YOU WERE TRACKING A COMPANY OF 13 DWARVES. -WHY? -NOT 13. NOT ANYMORE. THE YOUNG ONE, THE BLACK-HAIRED ARCHER, WE STUCK HIM WITH A MORGUL SHAFT. THE POISON'S IN HIS BLOOD. HE'LL BE CHOKING ON IT SOON. ANSWER THE QUESTION, FILTH. I WOULD NOT ANTAGONIZE HER. YOU LIKE KILLING THINGS, ORC? YOU LIKE DEATH? THEN LET ME GIVE IT TO YOU! (GROWLS) I DO NOT CARE ABOUT ONE DEAD DWARF. ANSWER THE QUESTION. YOU HAVE NOTHING TO FEAR. TELL US WHAT YOU KNOW, AND I WILL SET YOU FREE. YOU HAD ORDERS TO KILL THEM. WHY? WHAT IS THORIN OAKENSHIELD TO YOU? THE DWARF RUNT WILL NEVER BE KING. KING? THERE IS NO KING UNDER THE MOUNTAIN, NOR WILL THERE EVER BE. NONE WOULD DARE ENTER EREBOR WHILST THE DRAGON LIVES. YOU KNOW NOTHING. YOUR WORLD WILL BURN. WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? SPEAK. OUR TIME HAS COME AGAIN. MY MASTER SERVES THE ONE. DO YOU UNDERSTAND NOW, ELFLING? DEATH IS UPON YOU. THE FLAMES OF WAR ARE UPON YOU. (LAUGHS, CHOKING) WHY DID YOU DO THAT? YOU PROMISED TO SET HIM FREE. AND I DID. I FREED HIS WRETCHED HEAD FROM HIS MISERABLE SHOULDERS. THERE WAS MORE THE ORC COULD TELL US. THERE WAS NOTHING MORE HE COULD TELL ME. WHAT DID HE MEAN BY "THE FLAMES OF WAR"? IT MEANS THEY INTEND TO UNLEASH A WEAPON SO GREAT IT WILL DESTROY ALL BEFORE IT. I WANT THE WATCH DOUBLED AT OUR BORDERS. ALL ROADS, ALL RIVERS. NOTHING MOVES BUT I HEAR OF IT. NO ONE ENTERS THIS KINGDOM, AND NO ONE LEAVES IT. (GROWLING) (SNIFFING) (ECHOING): WATCH OUT! WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO, DROWN US? I WAS BORN AND BRED ON THESE WATERS, MASTER DWARF. IF I WANTED TO DROWN YOU, I WOULD NOT DO IT HERE. OH, I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS LIPPY LAKEMAN. I SAY WE THROW HIM OVER THE SIDE AND BE DONE WITH HIM. OH, BARD, HIS NAME'S BARD. -HOW DO YOU KNOW? -UH, I ASKED HIM. I DON'T CARE WHAT HE CALLS HIMSELF. I DON'T LIKE HIM. BALIN: WE DO NOT HAVE TO LIKE HIM. WE SIMPLY HAVE TO PAY HIM. COME ON NOW, LADS, TURN OUT YOUR POCKETS. (GROANING) HOW DO WE KNOW HE WON'T BETRAY US? WE DON'T. BALIN: THERE'S, UM, JUST A WEE PROBLEM. WE'RE TEN COINS SHORT. -GLOIN? -HMM? COME ON. GIVE US WHAT YOU HAVE. DON'T LOOK TO ME. I HAVE BEEN BLED DRY BY THIS VENTURE, AND WHAT HAVE I SEEN FOR MY INVESTMENT? NAUGHT BUT MISERY AND GRIEF AND... (GASPS) BLESS MY BEARD. TAKE IT. TAKE ALL OF IT. (CLEARS THROAT) THE MONEY, QUICK, GIVE IT TO ME. WE WILL PAY YOU WHEN WE GET OUR PROVISIONS, BUT NOT BEFORE. IF YOU VALUE YOUR FREEDOM, YOU WILL DO AS I SAY. -(DISTANT SHOUTING) -THERE ARE GUARDS AHEAD. (BELL DINGING, DISTANT SHOUTING) DWALIN: SHH. WHAT'S HE DOING? HE'S TALKING TO SOMEONE. HE'S POINTING RIGHT AT US. NOW THEY'RE SHAKING HANDS. -WHAT? -DWALIN: THE VILLAIN. HE'S SELLING US OUT. (MECHANICAL RUMBLING) (GRUNTING) (MUFFLED GROANING) QUIET. WE'RE APPROACHING THE TOLL GATE. MAN: HALT! GOODS INSPECTION. PAPERS, PLEASE. OH, IT'S YOU, BARD. MORNING, PERCY. ANYTHING TO DECLARE? NOTHING BUT THAT I AM COLD AND TIRED AND READY FOR HOME. YOU AND ME BOTH. HERE WE ARE. ALL IN ORDER. NOT SO FAST. "CONSIGNMENT OF EMPTY BARRELS FROM THE WOODLAND REALM." ONLY... THEY'RE NOT EMPTY, ARE THEY, BARD? IF I RECALL CORRECTLY, YOU'RE LICENSED AS A BARGEMAN. NOT... ...A FISHERMAN. THAT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. WRONG, IT'S THE MASTER'S BUSINESS, WHICH MAKES IT MY BUSINESS. OH, COME ON, ALFRID, HAVE A HEART. PEOPLE NEED TO EAT. THESE FISH ARE ILLEGAL. (SPLASHES) EMPTY THE BARRELS OVER THE SIDE. YOU HEARD HIM, IN THE CANAL. COME ON, GET A MOVE ON. FOLK IN THIS TOWN ARE STRUGGLING. TIMES ARE HARD. FOOD IS SCARCE. THAT'S NOT MY PROBLEM. AND WHEN THE PEOPLE HEAR THE MASTER IS DUMPING FISH BACK IN THE LAKE? WHEN THE RIOTING STARTS? WILL IT BE YOUR PROBLEM THEN? STOP. (GROANING) EVER THE PEOPLE'S CHAMPION, EH, BARD? PROTECTOR OF THE COMMON FOLK. YOU MIGHT HAVE THEIR FAVOUR NOW, BARGEMAN, BUT IT WON'T LAST. RAISE THE GATE. (INDISTINCT SHOUTING) THE MASTER HAS HIS EYE ON YOU. YOU'D DO WELL TO REMEMBER, WE KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE. IT'S A SMALL TOWN, ALFRID. EVERYONE KNOWS WHERE EVERYONE LIVES. ALFRID: ALL THIS TALK OF CIVIL UNREST. SOMEONE'S BEEN STIRRING THE POT, SIRE. OW! OW! (GRUNTS) GOUT PLAYING UP, SIRE? IT'S THE DAMP. IT'S THE ONLY POSSIBLE EXPLANATION. NOW GET ME A BRANDY. THE MOOD OF THE PEOPLE, SIRE. IT'S TURNING UGLY. THEY'RE COMMONERS, ALFRID. THEY'VE ALWAYS BEEN UGLY. IT'S NOT MY FAULT THEY LIVE IN A PLACE THAT STINKS OF FISH OIL AND TAR. JOBS, SHELTER, FOOD. IT'S ALL THEY EVER BLEAT ABOUT. IT'S MY BELIEF, SIRE, THEY'RE BEING LED ON BY TROUBLEMAKERS. (GULPS) THEN WE MUST FIND THESE TROUBLEMAKERS AND ARREST THEM. MY THOUGHTS EXACTLY, SIRE. AND ALL THIS TALK OF CHANGE MUST BE SUPPRESSED. WE CAN'T AFFORD TO LET THE RABBLE BAND TOGETHER AND START MAKING NOISES. THE NEXT THING YOU KNOW, THEY'LL START ASKING QUESTIONS, FORMING COMMITTEES, LAUNCHING INQUIRIES. OUT WITH THE OLD, IN WITH THE NEW. WHAT? THAT'S WHAT THEY'VE BEEN SAYING, SIRE. THERE IS EVEN TALK OF AN ELECTION. AN ELECTION? (SCOFFS) THAT'S ABSURD. I WON'T STAND FOR IT. (CHUCKLES) I DON'T THINK THEY'D ASK YOU TO STAND, SIRE. SHIRKERS, INGRATES, RABBLE-ROUSERS. WHO WOULD HAVE THE NERVE TO QUESTION MY AUTHORITY? WHO WOULD DARE? WHO... (SCOFFS) BARD. YOU MARK MY WORDS, THAT TROUBLEMAKING BARGEMAN IS BEHIND ALL THIS. (COUGHING) GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME. (GROANING) (GROWLING) YOU DIDN'T SEE THEM; THEY WERE NEVER HERE. THE FISH YOU CAN HAVE FOR NOTHING. DA, OUR HOUSE, IT'S BEING WATCHED. (WHISTLES) YOU CAN TELL THE MASTER I'M DONE FOR THE DAY. DA! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? FATHER, THERE YOU ARE. I WAS WORRIED. HERE, SIGRID. BAIN, GET THEM IN. (ROOSTER CROWS) IF YOU SPEAK OF THIS TO ANYONE, I'LL RIP YOUR ARMS OFF. GET OFF. UP THERE. (GRUNTS) -SIGRID: DA, WHY ARE THERE DWARVES CLIMBING OUT OF OUR TOILET? WILL THEY BRING US LUCK? NORI: WHEW. THEY MAY NOT BE THE BEST FIT, BUT THEY'LL KEEP YOU WARM. OH, THANK YOU VERY MUCH. A DWARVISH WINDLANCE. YOU LOOK LIKE YOU'VE SEEN A GHOST. HE HAS. THE LAST TIME WE SAW SUCH A WEAPON, A CITY WAS ON FIRE. IT WAS THE DAY THE DRAGON CAME. (SCREAMING) THE DAY THAT SMAUG DESTROYED DALE. -GIRION, THE LORD OF THE CITY, RALLIED HIS BOWMEN TO FIRE UPON THE BEAST, BUT A DRAGON'S HIDE IS TOUGH, TOUGHER THAN THE STRONGEST ARMOUR. ONLY A BLACK ARROW FIRED FROM A WINDLANCE COULD HAVE PIERCED THE DRAGON'S HIDE. (VOICE-OVER): AND FEW OF THOSE ARROWS WERE EVER MADE. THE STORE WAS RUNNING LOW WHEN GIRION MADE HIS LAST STAND. (SCREAMING) HAD THE AIM OF MEN BEEN TRUE THAT DAY, YOU SPEAK AS IF YOU WERE THERE. ALL DWARVES KNOW THE TALE. THEN YOU WOULD KNOW THAT GIRION HIT THE DRAGON. HE LOOSENED A SCALE UNDER THE LEFT WING. ONE MORE SHOT, AND HE WOULD'VE KILLED THE BEAST. (CHUCKLES) THAT'S A FAIRY STORY, LAD. NOTHING MORE. YOU TOOK OUR MONEY. WHERE ARE THE WEAPONS? WAIT HERE. THORIN: TOMORROW BEGINS THE LAST DAYS OF AUTUMN. DURIN'S DAY FALLS THE MORN AFTER NEXT. WE MUST REACH THE MOUNTAIN BEFORE THEN. AND IF WE DO NOT? IF WE FAIL TO FIND THE HIDDEN DOOR BEFORE THAT TIME? THEN THIS QUEST HAS BEEN FOR NOTHING. (FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING) (GASPING) (CHUCKLES) WHAT IS THIS? PIKE HOOK. MADE FROM AN OLD HARPOON. -AND THIS? -A CROWBILL, WE CALL IT. FASHIONED FROM A SMITHY'S HAMMER. IT'S HEAVY IN HAND, I GRANT, BUT IN DEFENCE OF YOUR LIFE, IT WILL SERVE YOU BETTER THAN NONE. WE PAID YOU FOR WEAPONS. IRON-FORGED SWORDS AND AXES! IT'S A JOKE. (MUTTERING) YOU WON'T FIND BETTER OUTSIDE THE CITY ARMOURY. ALL IRON-FORGED WEAPONS ARE HELD THERE UNDER LOCK AND KEY. BALIN: THORIN, WHY NOT TAKE WHAT'S ON OFFER AND GO? I'VE MADE DO WITH LESS. SO HAVE YOU. I SAY WE LEAVE NOW. YOU'RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE. WHAT DID YOU SAY? THERE ARE SPIES WATCHING THIS HOUSE AND PROBABLY EVERY DOCK AND WHARF IN THE TOWN. YOU MUST WAIT TILL NIGHTFALL. (GROANING) (SIGHS) (WHISPERING): THORIN? DA? DON'T LET THEM LEAVE. (BIRDS CALLING) (BIRDS CONTINUE CALLING) TAURIEL, YOU CANNOT HUNT 30 ORCS ON YOUR OWN. BUT I'M NOT ON MY OWN. YOU KNEW I WOULD COME? THE KING IS ANGRY, TAURIEL. FOR 600 YEARS, MY FATHER HAS PROTECTED YOU, FAVOURED YOU. YOU DEFIED HIS ORDERS. YOU BETRAYED HIS TRUST. THE KING HAS NEVER LET ORC FILTH ROAM OUR LANDS, YET HE WOULD LET THIS ORC PACK CROSS OUR BORDERS AND KILL OUR PRISONERS. IT IS NOT OUR FIGHT. IT IS OUR FIGHT. IT WILL NOT END HERE. WITH EVERY VICTORY, THIS EVIL WILL GROW. IF YOUR FATHER HAS HIS WAY, WE WILL DO NOTHING. WE WILL HIDE WITHIN OUR WALLS, LIVE OUR LIVES AWAY FROM THE LIGHT, AND LET DARKNESS DESCEND. ARE WE NOT PART OF THIS WORLD? TELL ME, MELLON. WHEN DID WE LET EVIL BECOME STRONGER THAN US? HELLO, BARD. WHAT YOU AFTER? THERE WAS A TAPESTRY. AN OLD ONE. WHERE'S IT GONE? WHAT TAPESTRY YOU TALKING ABOUT? THIS ONE. WOMAN: THEY WERE DWARVES, I TELL YOU. APPEARED OUT OF NOWHERE. FULL BEARDS, FIERCE EYES. I'VE NEVER SEEN THE LIKE. WHAT ARE DWARVES DOING IN THESE PARTS? -IT'S THE PROPHECY. -PROPHECY? THE PROPHECY OF DURIN'S FOLK. (SIGHS) PROPHECY? -(BELL DINGING) -(PANTING) PROPHECY? THE OLD TALES WILL COME TRUE. VAST HALLS OF TREASURE. CAN IT REALLY BE TRUE? HAS THE LORD OF SILVER FOUNTAINS RETURNED? "THE LORD OF SILVER FOUNTAINS, "THE KING OF CARVEN STONE, "THE KING BENEATH THE MOUNTAIN, "SHALL COME INTO HIS OWN. (VOICE-OVER): "AND THE BELL SHALL RING IN GLADNESS "AT THE MOUNTAIN KING'S RETURN, "BUT ALL SHALL FAIL IN SADNESS, "AND THE LAKE WILL SHINE AND BURN." DA, I TRIED TO STOP THEM. HOW LONG HAVE THEY BEEN GONE? (INDISTINCT MUTTERING) OIN: SHH, KEEP IT DOWN. THORIN: AS SOON AS WE HAVE THE WEAPONS, WE MAKE STRAIGHT FOR THE MOUNTAIN. GO, GO, GO. DORI: GO, NORI. NEXT. (GRUNTING) (GROANING) YOU ALL RIGHT? I CAN MANAGE. LET'S JUST GET OUT OF HERE. AAH! (DISTANT SHOUTING) RUN! DON'T. (INDISTINCT SHOUTING) GET OFF ME, GET OFF! GUARD: MOVE THEM ALONG HERE! MOVE ALONG. (MUTTERING, CROWD SHOUTING) WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS? WE CAUGHT THEM STEALING WEAPONS, SIRE. AH, ENEMIES OF THE STATE, EH? A DESPERATE BUNCH OF MERCENARIES IF EVER THERE WAS, SIRE. HOLD YOUR TONGUE. YOU DO NOT KNOW TO WHOM YOU SPEAK. THIS IS NO COMMON CRIMINAL. THIS IS THORIN, SON OF THRAIN, SON OF THROR! (CROWD MUTTERING) WE ARE THE DWARVES OF EREBOR. (MUTTERING) WE HAVE COME TO RECLAIM OUR HOMELAND. I REMEMBER THIS TOWN IN THE GREAT DAYS OF OLD. FLEETS OF BOATS LAY AT HARBOUR, FILLED WITH SILKS AND FINE GEMS. THIS WAS NO FORSAKEN TOWN ON A LAKE. THIS WAS THE CENTRE OF ALL TRADE IN THE NORTH. (MURMURING IN AGREEMENT) I WOULD SEE THOSE DAYS RETURN. I WOULD RELIGHT THE GREAT FORGES OF THE DWARVES AND SEND WEALTH AND RICHES FLOWING ONCE MORE FROM THE HALLS OF EREBOR! (CHEERING) BARD: DEATH! THAT IS WHAT YOU WILL BRING UPON US. DRAGON FIRE AND RUIN. IF YOU AWAKEN THAT BEAST, IT WILL DESTROY US ALL. THORIN: YOU CAN LISTEN TO THIS NAYSAYER, BUT I PROMISE YOU THIS. IF WE SUCCEED, ALL WILL SHARE IN THE WEALTH OF THE MOUNTAIN. (EXCITED CHATTER) YOU WILL HAVE ENOUGH GOLD TO REBUILD ESGAROTH TEN TIMES OVER! (CROWD CHEERING) ALL OF YOU, LISTEN TO ME! YOU MUST LISTEN. HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN WHAT HAPPENED TO DALE? (MUTTERING) HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN THOSE WHO DIED IN THE FIRESTORM? AND FOR WHAT PURPOSE? THE BLIND AMBITION OF A MOUNTAIN KING SO RIVEN BY GREED HE COULD NOT SEE BEYOND HIS OWN DESIRE! MASTER: NOW, NOW, WE MUST NOT, ANY OF US, BE TOO QUICK TO LAY BLAME. LET US NOT FORGET THAT IT WAS GIRION, LORD OF DALE, YOUR ANCESTOR, WHO FAILED TO KILL THE BEAST, HMM? ALFRID: IT'S TRUE, SIRE. WE ALL KNOW THE STORY. ARROW AFTER ARROW HE SHOT. EACH ONE MISSING ITS MARK. (CROWD MURMURING) YOU HAVE NO RIGHT. NO RIGHT TO ENTER THAT MOUNTAIN. I HAVE THE ONLY RIGHT. I SPEAK TO THE MASTER OF THE MEN OF THE LAKE. WILL YOU SEE THE PROPHECY FULFILLED? WILL YOU SHARE IN THE GREAT WEALTH OF OUR PEOPLE? WHAT SAY YOU? I SAY UNTO YOU, WELCOME, WELCOME! -AND THRICE, WELCOME! (CHEERING) KING UNDER THE MOUNTAIN. BILBO: YOU DO KNOW WE'RE ONE SHORT? WHERE'S BOFUR? HE'S NOT HERE, WE LEAVE HIM BEHIND. WE'LL HAVE TO IF WE'RE TO FIND THE DOOR BEFORE NIGHTFALL. WE CAN RISK NO MORE DELAYS. NOT YOU. WE MUST TRAVEL AT SPEED. YOU WILL SLOW US DOWN. WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? I'M COMING WITH YOU. NO, NO. I'M GOING TO BE THERE WHEN THAT DOOR IS OPENED. WHEN WE FIRST LOOK UPON THE HALLS OF OUR FATHERS, THORIN. KILI, STAY HERE. REST. JOIN US WHEN YOU'RE HEALED. OIN: I'LL STAY WITH THE LAD. MY DUTY LIES WITH THE WOUNDED. UNCLE? WE GREW UP ON TALES OF THE MOUNTAIN. TALES YOU TOLD US. YOU CANNOT TAKE THAT AWAY FROM HIM. -FILI... -I WILL CARRY HIM IF I MUST! ONE DAY YOU WILL BE KING, AND YOU WILL UNDERSTAND. I CANNOT RISK THE FATE OF THIS QUEST FOR THE SAKE OF ONE DWARF, NOT EVEN MY OWN KIN. YOU NEED TO REST. FILI, DON'T BE A FOOL. YOU BELONG WITH THE COMPANY. I BELONG WITH MY BROTHER. (PLAYING FANFARE) (CHEERING) OH, BY MY BEARD, IS THAT THE TIME?! (GROANING) MASTER: GO NOW WITH OUR GOODWILL AND GOOD WISHES. AND MAY YOUR RETURN BRING GOOD FORTUNE TO ALL! -WAIT! (APPLAUSE) DORI: THANK YOU, GOOD-BYE! (CHUCKLES) JUST KEEP ROWING. OUT OF THE WAY! NO! (APPLAUSE CONTINUES) (CHUCKLES) SO YOU MISSED THE BOAT AS WELL? KILI? KILI! (GROANING) NO. I'M DONE WITH DWARVES. GO AWAY. NO, NO, NO, PLEASE. NO ONE WILL HELP US. KILI'S SICK. (PANTING) HE'S VERY SICK. BILBO: WHAT IS THIS PLACE? BALIN: IT WAS ONCE THE CITY OF DALE. NOW IT IS A RUIN. THE DESOLATION OF SMAUG. THE SUN WILL SOON REACH MIDDAY. WE MUST FIND THE HIDDEN DOOR INTO THE MOUNTAIN BEFORE IT SETS. -THIS WAY. -WAIT. IS THIS THE OVERLOOK? GANDALF SAID TO MEET HIM HERE. ON NO ACCOUNT WERE WE... -DO YOU SEE HIM? WE HAVE NO TIME TO WAIT UPON THE WIZARD. WE'RE ON OUR OWN. COME. (GROWLS) (PANTING) DOL GULDUR. THE HILL OF SORCERY. IT LOOKS COMPLETELY ABANDONED. AS IT IS MEANT TO. A SPELL OF CONCEALMENT LIES OVER THIS PLACE. WHICH MEANS OUR ENEMY IS NOT YET READY TO REVEAL HIMSELF. HE HAS NOT REGAINED HIS FULL STRENGTH. RADAGAST, I NEED YOU TO CARRY A MESSAGE TO THE LADY GALADRIEL. TELL HER WE MUST FORCE HIS HAND. -WHAT DO YOU MEAN? -I'M GOING IN ALONE. ON NO ACCOUNT COME AFTER ME. DO I HAVE YOUR WORD? YES, YES, YES, YES. (MUTTERING) WAIT, GANDALF! WHAT IF IT'S A TRAP? TURN AROUND AND DO NOT COME BACK. IT'S UNDOUBTEDLY A TRAP. (PANTING) (WHOOSHING, CRACKLING) (SPEAKING QUENYA) ANYTHING? NOTHING! (SIGHS) THORIN: IF THE MAP IS TRUE, THEN THE HIDDEN DOOR LIES DIRECTLY ABOVE US. BILBO: UP HERE! YOU HAVE KEEN EYES, MASTER BAGGINS. THIS MUST BE IT. THE HIDDEN DOOR. LET ALL THOSE WHO DOUBTED US RUE THIS DAY! (CHEERING) RIGHT THEN, WE HAVE A KEY. WHICH MEANS THAT SOMEWHERE, THERE IS A KEYHOLE. THE LAST LIGHT OF DURIN'S DAY WILL SHINE UPON THE KEYHOLE. -NORI. -YEAH. WE'RE LOSING THE LIGHT. COME ON. NORI: BE QUIET! I CAN'T HEAR WHEN YOU'RE THUMPING. -I CAN'T FIND IT. IT'S NOT HERE! IT'S NOT HERE! -BREAK IT DOWN! -GLOIN: AYE. COME ON! BREAK! IT HAS TO BREAK. BALIN: IT'S NO GOOD. THE DOOR'S SEALED. CAN'T BE OPENED BY FORCE. (GROANING) THERE'S A POWERFUL MAGIC ON IT. (CLATTERING) THORIN: NO! "THE LAST LIGHT OF DURIN'S DAY "WILL SHINE UPON THE KEYHOLE." (SIGHS) THAT IS WHAT IT SAYS. (MUTTERING) WHAT DID WE MISS? WHAT DID WE MISS? BALIN? WE'VE LOST THE LIGHT. THERE'S NO MORE TO BE DONE. WE HAD BUT ONE CHANCE. COME AWAY, LADS. IT'S OVER. -WAIT A MINUTE, WHAT... -GLOIN: WE'RE TOO LATE. (GROANING, MUTTERING) BILBO: WHERE ARE THEY GOING? YOU CAN'T GIVE UP NOW! THORIN? YOU CAN'T GIVE UP NOW. (SIGHS) "STAND BY THE GREY STONE WHEN THE THRUSH KNOCKS." THE SETTING SUN. "AND THE LAST LIGHT OF DURIN'S DAY WILL SHINE." THE LAST LIGHT. (SIGHS) LAST LIGHT. (SIGHS) OH. (TAPPING) (BIRD SINGING) OH, THE LAST LIGHT. THE KEYHOLE! COME BACK! COME BACK! IT'S THE LIGHT OF THE MOON! THE LAST MOON OF AUTUMN! (LAUGHING) WHERE'S THE KEY? WHERE'S THE KEY? WHERE'S THE... IT WAS HERE. I MEAN, IT WAS... IT WAS HERE. IT WAS JUST... (GASPS) (HOLLOW THUMP) (GROANS) EREBOR. (CRYING SOFTLY): THORIN... I KNOW THESE WALLS. THESE HALLS. THIS STONE. YOU REMEMBER IT, BALIN. CHAMBERS FILLED WITH GOLDEN LIGHT. I REMEMBER. "HEREIN LIES "THE SEVENTH KINGDOM "OF DURIN'S FOLK. "MAY THE HEART OF THE MOUNTAIN "UNITE ALL DWARVES "IN DEFENCE OF THIS HOME." THE THRONE OF THE KING. BILBO: AND WHAT'S THAT ABOVE IT? THE ARKENSTONE. ARKENSTONE? AND WHAT'S THAT? THAT, MASTER BURGLAR, IS WHY YOU ARE HERE. (GROANING) CAN YOU NOT DO SOMETHING? I NEED HERBS, SOMETHING TO BRING DOWN HIS FEVER. I HAVE NIGHTSHADE, I HAVE FEVERFEW. THEY'RE NO USE TO ME. DO YOU HAVE ANY KINGSFOIL? NO, IT'S A WEED; WE FEED IT TO THE PIGS. PIGS? WEED. RIGHT. DON'T MOVE. (GROANING CONTINUES) YOU WANT ME TO FIND A JEWEL? A LARGE WHITE JEWEL, YES. TH-THAT'S IT? ONLY, I IMAGINE THERE'S QUITE A FEW DOWN THERE. THERE IS ONLY ONE ARKENSTONE. YOU'LL KNOW IT WHEN YOU SEE IT. RIGHT. (SIGHS) IN TRUTH, LAD, I DO NOT KNOW WHAT YOU WILL FIND DOWN THERE. YOU NEEDN'T GO IF YOU DON'T WANT TO. THERE'S NO DISHONOUR IN TURNING BACK. NO, BALIN, I PROMISED I WOULD DO THIS, AND I THINK I MUST TRY. (CHUCKLES) -IT NEVER CEASES TO AMAZE ME. -WHAT'S THAT? THE COURAGE OF HOBBITS. (CHUCKLES) GO NOW WITH AS MUCH LUCK AS YOU CAN MUSTER. -OH, AND, BILBO? -HMM? IF THERE IS, IN FACT, A, UM,... A LIVE DRAGON DOWN THERE, (WHISPERING): DON'T WAKEN IT. (SIGHS) (FOOTSTEPS ECHOING) (THUNDER RUMBLING) (PANTING) (SPEAKING QUENYA) (RUMBLING) (GROANS) (GRUNTS, GROANING) (EVIL CHUCKLING) WHERE IS YOUR MASTER? (BELLOWING) WHERE IS HE?! (GROWLING) (BELLOWING) AAH! (GROANS, WHIMPERS) (BELLOWING) (GASPS, YELLS) (GRUNTING) (GROANING) (GROANING) (GROANING) SAURON! (SIGHS) (WHISPERING): HELLO? (DISTANT CLATTERING) (GASPS) (CLEARS THROAT) HE'S NOT AT HOME. NOT AT HOME. (CLEARS THROAT) GOOD. GOOD, GOOD, GOOD. (GRUNTING SOFTLY) (GROANS) (COINS CLINKING) (SIGHS) WHAT'S THAT? -(CLATTERING) -SHUSH, SHUSH. ARKENSTONE. ARKENSTONE, A LARGE WHITE JEWEL. VERY HELPFUL (!) (COINS JINGLING) (CLATTERING LOUDLY) (GASPS) (PANTING) (CLATTERING) (RUMBLING) (GRUNTING) (PANTING) (SNIFFING) (GROWLS) WELL... ...THIEF, I SMELL YOU. I HEAR YOUR BREATH. I FEEL YOUR AIR. WHERE ARE YOU? WHERE ARE YOU? (PANTING) COME NOW. DON'T BE SHY. STEP INTO THE LIGHT. (GROWLS) THERE IS SOMETHING ABOUT YOU. SOMETHING YOU CARRY. SOMETHING MADE OF GOLD, BUT FAR MORE... (ECHOING): PRECIOUS. (GASPING) THERE YOU ARE, THIEF IN THE SHADOWS. I DID NOT COME TO STEAL FROM YOU, O SMAUG THE UNASSESSABLY WEALTHY. I MERELY WANTED TO GAZE UPON YOUR MAGNIFICENCE. TO SEE IF YOU REALLY WERE AS GREAT AS THE OLD TALES SAY. (WHIMPERING): I DID NOT BELIEVE THEM. AND DO YOU NOW?! TRULY. THE TALES AND SONGS FALL UTTERLY SHORT OF YOUR ENORMITY, O SMAUG THE STUPENDOUS. DO YOU THINK FLATTERY WILL KEEP YOU ALIVE? NO, NO. NO, INDEED. YOU SEEM FAMILIAR WITH MY NAME, BUT I DON'T REMEMBER SMELLING YOUR KIND BEFORE. WHO ARE YOU, AND WHERE DO YOU COME FROM, MAY I ASK? I... (SIGHS) I COME FROM UNDER THE HILL. UNDERHILL? AND UNDER HILLS AND OVER HILLS MY PATH HAS LED. AND-AND... THROUGH THE AIR. I AM HE WHO WALKS UNSEEN. IMPRESSIVE. WHAT ELSE DO YOU CLAIM TO BE? I-I AM... LUCK-LUCKWEARER. RIDDLE-RIDDLE MAKER. LOVELY TITLES. GO ON. BARREL-RIDER. BARRELS? NOW, THAT IS INTERESTING. AND WHAT ABOUT YOUR LITTLE DWARF FRIENDS? WHERE ARE THEY HIDING? D-DWARVES? NO. NO, NO, NO DWARVES HERE. YOU'VE GOT THAT ALL WRONG. OH, I DON'T THINK SO, BARREL-RIDER. THEY SENT YOU IN HERE TO DO THEIR DIRTY WORK, WHILE THEY SKULK ABOUT OUTSIDE. -YES. -TRULY, YOU ARE MISTAKEN, O SMAUG, CHIEFEST AND GREATEST OF CALAMITIES. YOU HAVE NICE MANNERS FOR A THIEF AND A LIAR! I KNOW THE SMELL AND TASTE OF DWARF. NO ONE BETTER. IT IS THE GOLD! THEY ARE DRAWN TO TREASURE LIKE FLIES TO DEAD FLESH. OH! DID YOU THINK I DID NOT KNOW THIS DAY WOULD COME?! -(GASPING) -THAT A PACK OF CANTING DWARVES WOULD COME CRAWLING BACK TO THE MOUNTAIN?! (RUMBLING, GASPING) WAS THAT AN EARTHQUAKE? THAT, MY LADS, WAS A DRAGON. (GROANING) (RUMBLING) SIGRID: DA? IT'S COMING FROM THE MOUNTAIN. (GROANING CONTINUES) (PANTING) YOU SHOULD LEAVE US. TAKE YOUR CHILDREN. GET OUT OF HERE. AND GO WHERE? THERE IS NOWHERE TO GO. ARE WE GOING TO DIE, DA? -NO, DARLING. -THE DRAGON, IT'S GOING TO KILL US. NOT IF I KILL IT FIRST. THE KING UNDER THE MOUNTAIN IS DEAD. I TOOK HIS THRONE. I ATE HIS PEOPLE LIKE A WOLF AMONG SHEEP. (GRUNTING) I KILL WHERE I WISH WHEN I WISH. MY ARMOUR IS IRON. NO BLADE CAN PIERCE ME. ALL RIGHT. A BLACK ARROW? WHY DID YOU NEVER TELL ME? BECAUSE YOU DID NOT NEED TO KNOW. (LAUGHTER) LISTEN TO ME CAREFULLY. I NEED YOU TO DISTRACT THE GUARDS. ONCE I'M AT THE TOP OF THE TOWER, I'LL SET THE ARROW TO THE BOW. -BRAGA: THERE HE IS! BARD! -THERE! -AFTER HIM! -QUICKLY, DOWN THERE. -GO! -STOP HIM! MOVE! MOVE OUT OF THE WAY! STOP HIM! WOMAN: EASY! GUARD: GET BACK HERE. BARD: BAIN. BAIN. KEEP IT SAFE. DON'T LET ANYONE FIND IT. -NO. -I'LL DEAL WITH THEM. -I'M NOT LEAVING YOU. -NOW GO! BRAGA: GET OUT OF THE WAY! -BRAGA. -YOU'RE UNDER ARREST. ON WHAT CHARGE? ANY CHARGE THE MASTER CHOOSES. (GRUNTING, SHOUTING) WHAT ABOUT BILBO? GIVE HIM MORE TIME. TIME TO DO WHAT? TO BE KILLED? YOU'RE AFRAID. YES, I'M AFRAID. I FEAR FOR YOU. A SICKNESS LIES UPON THAT TREASURE HOARD. A SICKNESS WHICH DROVE YOUR GRANDFATHER MAD. I AM NOT MY GRANDFATHER. YOU'RE NOT YOURSELF. THE THORIN I KNOW WOULD NOT HESITATE TO GO IN THERE... I WILL NOT RISK THIS QUEST FOR THE LIFE OF ONE... BURGLAR. BILBO. HIS NAME IS BILBO. (SMAUG GROWLING) IT'S OAKENSHIELD, THAT FILTHY DWARVISH USURPER. HE SENT YOU IN HERE FOR THE ARKENSTONE, DIDN'T HE? NO, NO, NO. I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT. DON'T BOTHER DENYING IT. I GUESSED HIS FOUL PURPOSE SOME TIME AGO. (PANTING) BUT IT MATTERS NOT. OAKENSHIELD'S QUEST WILL FAIL. THE DARKNESS IS COMING. (VOICE-OVER): IT WILL SPREAD TO EVERY CORNER OF THE LAND. (GROANING) (LAUGHING, SHOUTING) (SPEAKING BLACK SPEECH) YOU ARE BEING USED, THIEF IN THE SHADOWS. YOU WERE ONLY EVER A MEANS TO AN END. THE COWARD, OAKENSHIELD, HAS WEIGHED THE VALUE OF YOUR LIFE AND FOUND IT WORTH NOTHING. NO. (SIGHS) NO. NO, YOU'RE LYING. WHAT DID HE PROMISE YOU? A SHARE OF THE TREASURE? AS IF IT WAS HIS TO GIVE. I WILL NOT PART WITH A SINGLE COIN, NOT ONE PIECE OF IT. MY TEETH ARE SWORDS. MY CLAWS ARE SPEARS. MY WINGS ARE A HURRICANE! (WHISPERING): SO IT IS TRUE. THE BLACK ARROW FOUND ITS MARK. -WHAT DID YOU SAY? -UH, UH, I WAS JUST SAYING YOUR REPUTATION PRECEDES YOU, O SMAUG THE TYRANNICAL. TRULY, YOU HAVE NO EQUAL ON THIS EARTH. (SMAUG GROWLS) (SIGHS) I AM ALMOST TEMPTED TO LET YOU TAKE IT IF ONLY TO SEE OAKENSHIELD SUFFER. WATCH IT DESTROY HIM. WATCH IT CORRUPT HIS HEART AND DRIVE HIM MAD. BUT I THINK NOT. I THINK OUR LITTLE GAME ENDS HERE. SO TELL ME, THIEF, HOW DO YOU CHOOSE TO DIE? (ECHOING GASP) (PANTING, GRUNTING) (BELLOWING CONTINUES) (LAUGHTER, INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS) (GROANING) (SPEAKING BLACK SPEECH) (GROWLING) (SQUEALING) (GROWLING) DA? IS THAT YOU, DA? -(CREAKING) -(GRUNTS) -(BELLOWING) (SCREAMING) (GASPING) WHOA! (SHRIEKS) (SCREAMING) (GRUNTING) (SCREAMING CONTINUES) STAY DOWN! (GROWLS) (SCREAMING) (SCREAMS) (GROANS) GET DOWN! (SCREAMING) (GRUNTING) YOU KILLED THEM ALL. LEGOLAS: THERE ARE OTHERS. TAURIEL, COME. (GROANING) WE'RE LOSING HIM. TAURIEL. (GROANING) (GRUNTING) (BELLOWS, GROANS) (KILI PANTING) (GROANING) (GASPS) ATHELAS. ATHELAS. WHAT ARE YOU DOING? I'M GOING TO SAVE HIM. (GRUNTING) AAH! (GASPING) -YOU'RE ALIVE. -NOT FOR MUCH LONGER! -DID YOU FIND THE ARKENSTONE? -THE DRAGON'S COMING. -THE ARKENSTONE. (PANTING) DID YOU FIND IT? (PANTING) HUH? WE HAVE TO GET OUT. THORIN? THORIN. (SMAUG BREATHING HEAVILY) (GROWLING) (BELLOWING) (ROARS) YOU WILL BURN! (SCREAMING) -DWALIN: COME ON! -DORI: COME ON, BILBO! (SCREAMING) MOVE, MOVE! COME ON. FILI: READY? -(SCREAMING) HOLD HIM DOWN. (GROANING) (SPEAKING ELVISH) (SCREAMING) TILDA. (SPEAKES ELVISH) (WHIMPERING) (ELVISH CONTINUES) (GASPING) SHH, SHH, SHH, SHH. WE'VE GIVEN HIM THE SLIP. NO, HE'S TOO CUNNING FOR THAT. SO WHERE TO NOW? THE WESTERN GUARDROOM. THERE MAY BE A WAY OUT. IT'S TOO HIGH. THERE'S NO CHANCE THAT WE... IT'S OUR ONLY CHANCE. WE HAVE TO TRY. COME ON. (ECHOING CLINK) (GASPS) (COINS CLINKING) (PANTING) (GROWLING) (LABOURED BREATHING) I'VE HEARD TELL OF THE WONDERS OF ELVISH MEDICINE. THAT WAS A PRIVILEGE TO WITNESS. TAURIEL. LIE STILL. YOU CANNOT BE HER. SHE IS FAR AWAY. (SIGHS) SHE... SHE IS FAR, FAR AWAY FROM ME. SHE WALKS IN STARLIGHT IN ANOTHER WORLD. IT WAS JUST A DREAM. (LABOURED BREATHING CONTINUES) DO YOU THINK SHE COULD'VE LOVED ME? (PANTING) THORIN: STAY CLOSE. (PANTING) DWALIN: THAT'S IT, THEN. THERE'S NO WAY OUT. BALIN: THE LAST OF OUR KIN. THEY MUST HAVE COME HERE HOPING BEYOND HOPE. WE COULD TRY TO REACH THE MINES. WE MIGHT LAST A FEW DAYS. NO. I WILL NOT DIE LIKE THIS. COWERING, CLAWING FOR BREATH. WE MAKE FOR THE FORGES. HE'LL SEE US, SURE AS DEATH. NOT IF WE SPLIT UP. THORIN, WE'LL NEVER MAKE IT. SOME OF US MIGHT. LEAD HIM TO THE FORGES. WE KILL THE DRAGON. IF THIS IS TO END IN FIRE, THEN WE WILL ALL BURN TOGETHER. THIS WAY. (RUMBLING) FLEE, FLEE. RUN FOR YOUR LIVES. -THERE IS NOWHERE TO HIDE. ORI: BEHIND YOU! -DORI: WORM! COME ON! RUN! RUN! (BELLOWING) HEY, YOU! HERE! (GRUNTS) (SCREAMING) (GRUNTING) (GROANING) (SNIFFING, GROWLING) (GROWLING) (GROWLS) 3D Touch on iPhone 6S responds to the pressure of your finger so you can do a ton of stuff in a lot less time, like look at a site without going to it or watch a video without opening it. You can do pretty much everything faster ` shooting stuff, music stuff, couch shopping, shoe shopping, running ` kind of ` checking a flight from an email,... I'm picking my flight. I'm not picking my flight. I'm picking my f` Wait, I missed my flight. ...owl photos, desert photos, photos of dolphins, high-stepping man, pizza gifs. It's all faster with 3D Touch on iPhone 6S. THIS WAY! IT'S THIS WAY! COME ON! THORIN! (GRUNTS) (RUMBLING) FOLLOW BALIN. -THORIN. -COME ON! (GRUNTING) (SCREAMING) THORIN! HOLD ON! OH! (BELLOWS) (BELLOWS) -NORI: THORIN! GO! GO! (PANTING) DWALIN: THE PLAN'S NOT GONNA WORK. THESE FURNACES ARE STONE-COLD. BALIN: HE'S RIGHT. WE'VE NO FIRE HOT ENOUGH TO SET HIM ABLAZE. (SMAUG GROWLING DISTANTLY) HAVE WE NOT? I DID NOT LOOK TO SEE YOU SO EASILY OUTWITTED! YOU HAVE GROWN SLOW AND FAT IN YOUR DOTAGE. (GROWLS) SLUG. TAKE COVER. GO! -(PANTING) -THORIN, LOOK! (GROWLING) -RUN, DWALIN, COME ON! -THORIN: BOMBUR, GET THOSE BELLOWS WORKING. GO! -BILBO! UP THERE, ON MY MARK, PULL THAT LEVER. (GASPS) GO. BALIN, CAN YOU STILL MIX A FLASH-FLAME? AYE, IT'LL ONLY TAKE A JIFFY. COME ON! WE DON'T HAVE A JIFFY. (GROWLING) BALIN: WHERE'S THE SULPHUR? ARE YOU SURE YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING? (CHUCKLES) COME ON! YEAH. NOW! (GROANS) (BELLOWING) (RUMBLING) LEAD HIM TO THE GALLERY OF THE KINGS! (SCREAMS) (BELLOWS) KEEP GOING, BILBO! RUN! (BELLOWS) (PANTING) (BELLOWING) YOU THINK YOU CAN DECEIVE ME, BARREL-RIDER? YOU HAVE COME FROM LAKE-TOWN. THIS IS SOME SORDID SCHEME HATCHED BETWEEN THESE FILTHY DWARVES AND THOSE MISERABLE, TUB-TRADING LAKEMEN. THOSE SNIVELLING COWARDS WITH THEIR LONG BOWS AND BLACK ARROWS. PERHAPS IT IS TIME I PAID THEM A VISIT. OH, NO. THIS ISN'T THEIR FAULT! WAIT! YOU CANNOT GO TO LAKE-TOWN. YOU CARE ABOUT THEM, DO YOU? GOOD. THEN YOU CAN WATCH THEM DIE. THORIN: HERE! YOU WITLESS WORM! (GROWLS) YOU. I AM TAKING BACK WHAT YOU STOLE. YOU WILL TAKE NOTHING FROM ME, DWARF. I LAID LOW YOUR WARRIORS OF OLD. I INSTILLED TERROR IN THE HEARTS OF MEN. I AM KING UNDER THE MOUNTAIN. THIS IS NOT YOUR KINGDOM. THESE ARE DWARF LANDS. THIS IS DWARF GOLD. AND WE WILL HAVE OUR REVENGE. (SHOUTING IN DWARVISH) (BELLOWING) (BELLOWS) REVENGE?! REVENGE?! I WILL SHOW YOU REVENGE! (BELLOWING) -MAN: WHAT WAS THAT? (GASPS) -(LAUGHTER) -LISTEN TO ME! DO YOU NOT KNOW WHAT IS COMING? I AM FIRE. I AM... DEATH. (GROWLS) WHAT HAVE WE DONE? WWW.ABLE.CO.NZ CAPTIONS WERE MADE POSSIBLE WITH FUNDING FROM NZ ON AIR. COPYRIGHT ABLE 2016