Хоббит: Пустошь Смауга

Who is this? Your brother?

That is my wife!

And what is this horrid creature? A goblin mutant?

That is my wee lad, Gimli!

Why does the Dwarf stare at you, Tauriel?

Who can say? He's quite tall for a Dwarf. Do you not think?

Taller than some… but no less ugly.

Aren't you going to search me? I could have anything down my trousers.

Or nothing.

Fili, don't be a fool. You belong with the Company.

I belong with my brother!

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. I did not believe them.

And do you, now?

Truly, 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've changed, Bilbo Baggins. You're not the same Hobbit as the one who left the Shire...

I was going to tell you... I found something in the Goblin tunnels.

Found what? What did you find?

My courage.

Good... well, that's good. You'll need it.

What if it's a trap?

Turn around and don't come back.

[Radagast leaves]

It's undoubtedly a trap.

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!...

You have no right, no right to enter that mountain!

I have the only right.

You witless worm!

You!

I'm 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!

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 Longbows 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!

And what's that above it?

The Arkenstone.

And what is it?

That, Master Burglar, is why you are here.

Why did you do that? You promised to set him free.

And I did. I freed his wretched head from his miserable shoulders.

Tauriel, you cannot hunt thirty Orcs on your own.

But I'm not on my own.

You knew I would come.

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?