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I need to go home.

All right. Frenchie will go with you.

Wait, what? No.

Either he goes with you, or I break your legs.

Any of this feel familiar to you?

No. But it feels like home.

That's good enough for me.

Ever thought about settling down? Starting a life together?

Aren't we doing that?

Are we?

You sent people out there looking for a new home?

The Lazarus missions.

That sounds cheerful.

Lazarus came back from the dead.

Sure, but he had to die in the first place.

Kind of a step down from the golden palaces and the magic hammers and whatnot.

Hey, have a little compassion, pal. First, they lost Asgard, then half their people. They're probably just happy to have a home.

With a name like yours, you're gonna feel right at home.

Prison? In America? A retirement home. If I go to prison at all.

You think you're gonna walk?

You are a homeless drifter wanted for murder. Meanwhile, I am an old man in the wrong place at the wrong time. Thanks to you, who is left to say otherwise? Who?

I don't understand. Alfred wrote the Three Laws. Why would he build a robot that could break them?

Hansel and Gretel.

What?

Two kids, lost in the forest. Leave behind a trail of bread crumbs.

Why?

To find their way home. How the hell did you grow up without reading Hansel and Gretel?

Is that really relevant right now?

Everything I'm trying to say to you is about Hansel and Gretel. If you didn't read it, I'm talking to the wall.

Okay. Okay.

All right, look, just say Lanning was locked down so tight he couldn't get out a message. All he could do was leave me clues. A trail of bread crumbs, like Hansel and Gretel.

Bread crumbs equals clues. Odd but fine. Clues leading where?

I don't know, but I think I know where he left the next one. I think Lanning gave Sonny a way to keep secrets. I think the old man gave Sonny dreams.

Where are we going?

We have to get out of the city and avoid the authorities.

I need to stop by my house. I want to pick up some stuff.

Negative. The T-1000 will definitely try to reacquire you there.

Are you sure?

I would.

He burned my house down.

You rejected his marker. You're lucky he stopped there.

I'm taking Mary home.

You're what?

Mary's taking me home.

Better.

So, who's home?

Well, my mom already left for the diner, and dad went to 7-Eleven to get scratchers... I guess he won, because that was six years ago.

What is that in your hand?

It's nothing.

Show me!

[Bilbo opens his hand, revealing an acorn]

I picked it up in Beorn's garden.

You've carried it all this way?

I'm gonna plant it in my garden, in Bag End.

It's a poor prize to take back to the Shire.

One day it'll grow. And every time I look at it, I'll remember. Remember everything that happened: the good, the bad... and how lucky I am that I made it home.

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.

I thought we had lost our burglar.

He's been lost ever since he left his home. He should not have come, he has no place among us.

No. No. You can't turn back now. You're part of the company. You're one of us.

I'm not now, am I? Thorin said I should have never have come and he was right. I'm not a Took, I'm a Baggins. I don't know what I was thinking. I should never have run out my door.

You're homesick. I understand.

No you don't. You don't understand. None of you do. You're Dwarves. You're use to this life, to living on the road, never settling in one place, not belonging anywhere! ... I'my sorry, I didn't...

No you're right. We don't belong anywhere. I wish you all the luck in the world. I really do.