Dwalin
Since when do we forsake our own people? Thorin, they are dying out there.
Thorin
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.
Dwalin
Did you not hear me? Dain is surrounded. They're being slaughtered, Thorin.
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.
Dwalin
You sit here, in these vast halls, with a crown upon your head...and yet you are lesser now than you have ever been.
Thorin
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!
Dwalin
You were always my King. You used to know that once. But you cannot see what you have become.
Thorin
Go. Get out...before I kill you.
Dwalin
You sit here with a crown upon your head...and yet you are lesser now than you have ever been.
Thorin
A treasure such as this cannot be counted in lives lost.
Balin
A sickness lies upon that treasure horde.
Bard
The blind ambition of a Mountain King.
Thorin
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.
Bard
He cannot see beyond his own desire!
Thorin
As if I were some lowly dwarf lord...Thorin Oakenshield.
Balin
A sickness which drove your grandfather mad.
Thorin
Oakenshield.
Dwalin
This is Thorin, son of Thrain, son of Thror!
Thorin
I am not my grandfather.
Gandalf
You are the heir to the throne of Durin.
Dwalin
They are dying out there.
Gandalf
Take back Erebor.
Dwalin
Dain is surrounded...is surrounded.
Gandalf
Take back your homeland.
You are changed, Thorin!
Thorin
I am not my grandfather.
Is this treasure truly worth more than your honor?
Thorin
I am not my grandfather.
Gandalf
This treasure will be your death!
Kili
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.
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]
