[As Thranduil and his remaining forces leave Dale in the midst of the battle, Tauriel stands in their way] [in Elvish]
You will go no further. [in English] You will not turn away. Not this time.
[glaring]
Get out of my way.
The dwarves will be slaughtered.
Yes, they will die. Today, tomorrow, one year hence, a hundred years from now. What does it matter? They're mortal.
[aims her bow and arrow at Thranduil, who looks on in shock]
You think your life is worth more than theirs, when there is no love in it? There is no love in you!
[Thranduil hesitates, then swiftly and mercilessly cuts Tauriel's bow in half. Tauriel is taken aback in shock] [raises his sword to Tauriel's face]
What do you know of love? Nothing! What you feel for that dwarf is not real. You think it is love? Are you ready to die for it?
[Legolas deflects Thranduil's blade and defends Tauriel] [in Elvish]
If you harm her...you will have to kill me. [Thranduil lowers his head in sadness at his son's defiance; Legolas turns to Tauriel, in English] I will go with you.


