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And then you left. And the way you got out lying to yourself that the past held no sway over the future. But in the end a lot of us are rewarded for our misdeeds.

That's why I trusted you to find the Soul Stone.

I'm sorry I disappointed you.

I am disappointed. But not because you didn't find it. But because you did. And you lied.

But I never taught you to lie. That's why you're so bad at it.

Why would I be faking?

Because you're a liar. You lie all the time. It's like your mission.

I have been many things, John, but when have I ever been a malingerer?

You pretended to be dead for two years!

Apart from that!

Why did you lie to her?

People don't like telling you things. They love to contradict you.

If you don't stop prying... I'll burn you. I will burn the heart out of you.

I have been reliably informed that I don't have one.

But we both know that's not quite true.

They are taking us for fools. It is a ruse. A filthy lie. The Arkenstone is in this mountain! It is a trick!

It's no trick. The stone is real. I gave it to them.

You?

I took it as my fourteenth share.

You would steal from me?

Steal from you? No. No, I may be a burglar, but I like to think I'm an honest one.

Where did you get this?

It was given to me.

Not just a thief, but a liar as well.

[to Bilbo] You have good manners for a thief and a liar!

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!

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. No! You're lying!

When you're a kid, you think that you'll always be... protected, and cared for. Then, one day, you realize that's not true.

The lies I told you were not lies

You lied to me by telling me the truth?

Yes.

That's very good, may I use that?

That's not true. I am not obsessed with treasure.

Not all treasure is silver and gold, mate.

What's your purpose in Port Royal, Mr. Smith?

Yeah, and no lies.

All right. I confess, I intend to commandeer a ship, pick up a crew in Tortuga, raid, pillage, plunder and otherwise pilfer my weasely black guts out.

I said no lies.

I think he's telling the truth.

If he were telling the truth, he wouldn't have told us.

Unless, of course, he knew you wouldn't believe the truth even if he told it to you.