You're not making a very splendid figure as King Under The Mountain, are you, Thorin, son of Thrain!
You have but one question to answer...how shall this day end?!
More lines from Gandalf
3 quotesYou're a very fine person, Mr. Baggins. And I'm very fond of you. But you're only quite a little fellow...in a wide world after all.
Thranduil! This is madness!
Scenes with Gandalf
9 scenesI need that horse.
What? Gandalf, where are you going?
To warn Erebor. They have no idea what is coming. I saw it with my own eyes. Rank upon rank of Moria orcs. Radagast, you must summon our friends, bird and beast. The battle for the Mountain is about to begin. [starts to leave]
Wait! [Gandalf stops; Radagast gives his staff to Gandalf] Take this. If what you say is true, then you'll need it more than I.
Thank you. [leaves]
A word of warning. It can be a bit dicky sometimes. You just have to twiddle with the top. I expect you'll manage.
You must set aside your petty grievances with the Dwarves. War is coming. The cesspits of Dol Guldur have been emptied. You’re all in mortal danger.
What are you talking about?
I can see you know nothing of wizards. They are like winter thunder on a wild wind, rolling in from a distance breaking hard in alarm. But sometimes a storm is just a storm.
Not this time. Armies of Orcs are on the move. These are fighters, they have been bred for war. Our enemy has summoned his full strength.
Why show his hand now?
Because we forced him. We forced him when the company of Thorin Oakenshield set out to reclaim their homeland. The Dwarves were never meant to reach Erebor. Azog the Defiler was sent to kill them. His master seeks control of the Mountain, not just for the treasure within, but for where it lies, its strategic position. This is the gateway to reclaiming the lands of Angmar in the North. If that fell Kingdom should rise again, Rivendell, Lórien, the Shire, even Gondor itself will fall.
These Orc armies you speak of, Mithrandir, where are they?
Since when has my counsel counted for so little? What do you think I'm trying to do?
I think you're trying to save your Dwarfish friends. And I admire your loyalty to them, but it does not dissuade me from my cause. You started this, Mithrandir. You will forgive me if I finish it. [to the guard outside his tent] Are the archers in position?
Yes, my lord.
Give the order. If anything moves on that mountain, kill it. [the guard leaves. Gandalf looks on despairingly] The Dwarves are out of time.
Bowman. [Bard turns around] Do you agree with this? Is gold so important to you? Would you buy it with the blood of dwarves?
It will not come to that. This is a fight they cannot win.
That won't stop them! You think the dwarves will surrender? They won't. They will fight to the death to defend their own.
Bilbo Baggins!
If I am not mistaken, this is the Halfling who stole the keys to my dungeons from under the nose of my guards.
Yish... [Yes...] Sorry about that. [approaches the table in the middle of the tent with a bundle] I came to give you this. [opens the bundle, revealing the Arkenstone]
The Heart of the Mountain! The King's Jewel.
And worth a king's ransom. [looks at Bilbo] How is this yours to give?
I took it as my fourteenth share of the treasure.
Why would you do this? You owe us no loyalty.
I'm not doing it for you. [Thranduil and Bard look at him] I know that dwarves can be obstinate and pigheaded and difficult. And suspicious and secretive, with the worst manners you can possibly imagine; but they are also brave and kind...and loyal to a fault. I've grown very fond of them, and I would save them if I can. But Thorin values this stone above all else. In exchange for its return, I believe he will give you what you were owed. There will be no need for war.
I will put the next one between your eyes!
We've come to tell you payment of your debt has been offered...and accepted.
What payment? I gave you nothing. You have nothing!
We have this.
They have the Arkenstone. [to Bard and Thranduil] Thieves! How came you by the heirloom of our house? That stone belongs to the King!
The King may have it, with our good will. [puts the Arkenstone away] But first, he must honor his word.
They are taking us for fools. It is a ruse. A filthy lie. [to Bard and Thranduil] The Arkenstone is in this mountain! It is a trick!
It...It's no trick. [Thorin is surprised] 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'd like to think I'm an honest one. I'm willing to let it stand against my claim.
"Against your claim"? Your claim. You have no claim over me, you miserable RAT! [throws his bow down to the concrete]
I was going to give it to you. Many times, I wanted to, but-
But what, thief?
You are changed, Thorin. The Dwarf I met in Bag End would never have gone back on his word. Would never have doubted the loyalty of his kin.
Do not speak to me of loyalty. [to the Dwarves] THROW HIM FROM THE RAMPART! [Bilbo widens his eyes in terror. The Dwarves stand still; none of them obey Thorin's order as Bard and Thranduil look on in disbelief and shock] DID YOU NOT HEAR ME?! [pulls Fili, who pulls back; Thorin turns back to Bilbo angrily] I will do it MYSELF! [grabs Bilbo and lifts him up, the other dwarves rush to stop him] CURSE YOU!
No!
CURSED BE THE WIZARD THAT FORCED YOU ON THIS COMPANY!
IF YOU DON'T LIKE MY BURGLAR, [normal voice] then please, don't damage him. Return him to me. [Thorin stops at the sight of Gandalf] You're not making a very splendid figure as King under the Mountain, are you, Thorin, son of Thrain?
NEVER AGAIN WILL I HAVE DEALINGS WITH WIZARDS...
Go.
...OR SHIRE RATS.
Are we resolved? The return of the Arkenstone for what was promised?
Why should I buy back that which is rightfully mine?!
Keep the stone. Sell it. Ecthelion of Gondor will give you a good price for it.
I WILL KILL YOU! UPON MY OATH, I WILL KILL YOU ALL!
Your oath means nothing. [pause] I've heard enough.
Thorin, lay down your arms. Open these doors. This treasure will be your death.
Thorin, we cannot win this fight.
Give us your answer. Will you have peace or war?
I will have war.
Ironfoot.
Gandalf, who is that? He doesn't look very happy.
He is Dain, Lord of the Iron Hills. Thorin's cousin.
Are they alike?
I've always found Thorin the more reasonable of the two.
Good morning! How aaare we all? I have a wee proposition, if ye wouldn't mind givin' me a few moments of yer time. Would ye consider...JUST SODDING OFF?! All of you! Right now!
Stand fast!
Come now, Lord Dain.
Gandalf the Grey. Tell this rabble to leave, or I'll water the ground with their blood!
There is no need for war between Dwarves, Men, and Elves. A legion of Orcs march on the Mountain. Stand your army down.
I will not stand down before any Elf. [looks at Thranduil] Not least this faithless woodland sprite. He wishes nothing but ill upon my people! If he chooses to stand between me and my kin, I'll split his pretty head open! See if he's still smirking then! [rides back to his army]
Dain! Wait!
Let them advance, see how far they'll get.
You think I give a dead dog for your threats, ya pointy-eared princess? [to his army] You hear that, lads? We're on! Let's give these bastards a good hammering!
Since when do we forsake our own people? Thorin, they are dying out there.
There are halls beneath halls within the Mountain, places we can fortify. Shore up, make safe? Yes. Yes, that is it. We must move the gold further underground to safety.
Did you not hear me? Dain is surrounded. They're being slaughtered, Thorin.
Many die in war, life is cheap. But a treasure such as this cannot be counted in lives lost. It is worth all the blood we can spend.
You sit here, in these vast halls, with a crown upon your head...and yet you are lesser now than you have ever been.
Do not speak to me as if I were some lowly dwarf lord... [voice begins to break] as if I were still Thorin...Oakenshield... [draws his sword, enraged] I am your KING!
You were always my King. You used to know that once. But you cannot see what you have become.
Go. Get out...before I kill you.
You sit here with a crown upon your head...and yet you are lesser now than you have ever been.
A treasure such as this cannot be counted in lives lost.
A sickness lies upon that treasure horde.
The blind ambition of a Mountain King.
AM I NOT THE KING?! This gold is ours and ours alone. Treasure hoard. [as Thorin walks over the hardened gold floor, he continues to recall] I will not part with a single coin.
He cannot see beyond his own desire!
As if I were some lowly dwarf lord...Thorin Oakenshield.
A sickness which drove your grandfather mad.
Oakenshield.
This is Thorin, son of Thrain, son of Thror!
I am not my grandfather.
You are the heir to the throne of Durin.
They are dying out there.
Take back Erebor.
Dain is surrounded...is surrounded.
Take back your homeland.
You are changed, Thorin!
I am not my grandfather.
Is this treasure truly worth more than your honor?
I am not my grandfather.
This treasure will be your death!
I will not hide behind a wall of stone while others fight our battles for us!! [Thorin continues walking toward the company, unaffected by the shouting] It is not in my blood, Thorin.
No, it is not. We are sons of Durin. And Durin's folk do not flee from a fight. [Kili's lips tremble as if he were about to cry. Thorin and Kili smile at each other, touch foreheads together and they walk over to the rest of the company] I have no right to ask this of any of you...but will you follow me...one last time?
[The dwarves raise their weapons, ready for battle]
My Lord, disperse this force to Ravenhill. The Dwarves are about to be overrun. Thorin must be warned.
By all means, warn him. I've spent enough Elvish blood in defense of this accursed land. No more! [walks off]
Thranduil?
I'll go.
Don't be ridiculous, you'll never make it.
Why not?
Because they will see you coming, and kill you!
No, they won't. They won't see me.
It's out of the question. I won't allow it.
I'm not asking you to allow it, Gandalf.
[Bilbo turns and leaves, he then puts on the One Ring and goes off to Ravenhill to warn Thorin]
Ahh, the borders of the Shire. It is here I must leave you.
That's a shame. I quite like having a wizard around. Seems they bring good luck.
You don't really suppose, do you, that all your adventures and escapes were managed by mere luck? Magic rings should not be used lightly, Bilbo. Don't take me for a fool, I know you found one...
No...
...in the goblin tunnels, and I've kept my eye on you ever since.
Well, thank goodness. [extends his hand] Farewell, Gandalf.
Farewell.
You, uh...you needn't worry about that ring, it fell out of my pocket during the battle. I lost it.
You're a very fine person, Mr. Baggins. And I'm very fond of you. But you're only quite a little fellow...in a wide world after all.
No, thank you! We don't want any more visitors, well-wishers, or distant relations!
And what about very old friends?
Gandalf?
Bilbo Baggins.
My dear Gandalf!
It’s good to see you. One hundred and eleven years old; who would believe it?
Come on, come in! Welcome, welcome.
Other characters in The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies
More Ian McKellen characters
Gandalf the White
Gandalf the Grey
Gandalf the Grey
The Toad
Eric Lensherr/Magneto
Sir Leigh Teabing
Gandalf the White
Kurt Dussander
