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Why would you listen to me. I'm just your friend.

I don't have friends!

No. I wonder why?

And Mr Holmes, you look taller in your photographs.

I take the precaution of a good coat and a short friend.

I'm guessing you're not friends.

You've met him. How many friends do you imagine he has? I'm the closest thing to a friend that Sherlock Holmes is capable of having.

And what's that?

An enemy.

An enemy?

In his mind, certainly. If you were to ask him, he'd probably say an archenemy. He does love to be dramatic.

Dormammu, I've come to bargain!

You cannot do this for ever.

Actually, I can. This is how things are now! You and me. Trapped in this moment. Endlessly.

Then you will spend eternity dying!

Yes, but everyone on Earth will live.

But you will suffer!

Pain's an old friend.

[Dormammu kills Strange again. And again. And again... ]

End this! You will never win.

No. But I can lose. Again. And again. And again. Forever. That makes you my prisoner.

No! Stop! Make this stop! Set me free!

No! I've come to bargain!

What do you want?

Take your zealots from the Earth. End your assault on my world. Never come back. Do it and I'll break the loop.

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?

[Creature roars]

None.

And what about your little dwarf friends? Where are they hiding?

Dwarves... 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!

Truly, you are mistaken, O Smaug Chiefest and Greatest of All Calamities...

You have nice manners for a thief, and a liar!

I offer you my help.

I am listening.

I will let you go if you but return what is mine.

A favor for a favor?

You have my word, one King to another.

I would not trust Thranduil, the great King, to honor his word should the end of all days be upon us! You... who lack all honor! 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 in the inferno that destroyed us!

Do not talk to me of dragon fire. I know its wrath and ruin! I have faced the great serpents of the north!...

Never thought I'd die fighting side by side with an Elf.

What about side by side with a friend?

Aye. I could do that.

Send out riders, my lord. You must call for aid.

And who will come? Elves? Dwarves? We are not so lucky in our friends as you.

We are friends of Rohan, and of Theoden, your King.

Theoden no longer recognizes friend from foe. Not even his own kin.

Cruel men hurts us. Master tricksed us.

Of course he did. I told you he was tricksy. I told you he was false.

Master is our friend... our friend.

Master betrayed us.

No, not it's business. Leave us alone.

Filthy little hobbites. They stole it from us.

No... No.

What did they steal?

My Precious.

Your friends are with you, Aragorn.

Let's hope they last the night.

They will cheat you, hurt you, lie.

Master is my friend.

You don't have any friends; nobody likes you!

[closes his ears with his hands] I'm not listening... I'm not listening...

You're a liar and a thief.

No.

Murderer.

Go away!

Go away?

I hate you. I hate you.

Where would you be without me, uh? gollum, gollum... I saved us! It was me! We survived because of me!

Not anymore.

What did you say?

Master looks after us now. We don't need you anymore.

What?

Leave now, and never come back!

No!

Leave now, and never come back!

[Gollum is dissapeared]

We told him to go away... and away he goes, Precious! Gone, gone, gone! Smeagol is free!

No, thank you. We don't want any more visitors, well-wishers, or distant relations.

And what about very old friends?

My friends call me MJ.

I thought you didn't have any friends.

I didn't.