The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey Page #7

however, troubles me deeply.

I'm not convinced, Gandalf.

I do not feel I can condone such a quest.

If they'd come to me, I might have

spared them this disappointment.

I do not pretend to understand your reason

for raising their hopes.

They are leaving.

Yes.

You knew.

No, I'm afraid there is

nothing else for it.

My Lord Elrond.

The Dwarves, they're gone.

Be on your guard.

We're about to step over

the Edge of the Wild.

Balin, you know these paths. Lead on.

Aye.

Master Baggins...

...I suggest you keep up.

- You will follow them.

- Yes.

You are right to help

Thorin Oakenshield.

But I fear this quest has set in motion...

...forces we do not yet understand.

The riddle of the Morgul Blade

must be answered.

Something moves in the shadows unseen,

hidden from our sight.

It will not show itself.

Not yet.

But every day it grows in strength.

You must be careful.

Mithrandir?

Why the Halfling?

I do not know.

Saruman believes

that it is only great power...

...that can hold evil in check.

But that is not what I have found.

I have found it is the small things...

...everyday deeds of ordinary folk...

...that keeps the darkness at bay.

Simple acts of kindness and love.

Why Bilbo Baggins?

Perhaps it is because I'm afraid...

...and he gives me courage.

Do not be afraid, Mithrandir.

You are not alone.

Hey! Hold on!

- Aah!

- Bilbo!

We must find shelter!

Look out!

Look out, brother!

Hold on!

This is no thunderstorm.

It's a thunder-battle!

Look!

Well, bless me.

The legends are true.

Giants! Stone-Giants!

Take cover, you fool!

Hold on!

- What's happening?

- Grab my hand!

- Go, go, go!

- Run! Get off! Get off!

- Run!

- Look out!

Look out!

Jump!

Come on!

Hold on!

No!

No!

No! Kili!

It's all right! They're alive!

Where's Bilbo? Where's the Hobbit?

There!

Get him!

Aah!

- Grab my hand!

- Bilbo!

- Ori, be careful!

- Take it!

- I've got you, lad.

- Grab on! Grab on!

Come on. Get him.

Come on, lad. Up you get.

I thought we'd lost our burglar.

He's been lost ever since he left home.

He should never have come.

He has no place amongst us.

Dwalin!

- It looks safe enough.

- Search to the back.

Caves in the mountain

are seldom unoccupied.

There's nothing here.

Right, then. Let's get a fire started.

No. No fires. Not in this place.

Get some sleep.

We start at first light.

We were to wait in the mountains

until Gandalf joined us.

- That was the plan.

- Plans change.

Bofur, take the first watch.

Where do you think you're going?

Back to Rivendell.

No, no, you can't turn back now, eh?

You're part of the company.

You're one of us.

I'm not, though, am I?

Thorin said I should never have come

and he was right.

I'm not a Took, I'm a Baggins.

I don't know what I was thinking.

- I should never have run out my door.

- You're homesick. I understand.

No, you don't. You don't understand.

None of you do.

You're Dwarves.

You're used to this life.

To living on the road, never settling

in one place, not belonging anywhere!

Oh, I am sorry. I didn't...

No, you're right.

We don't belong anywhere.

I wish you all the luck in the world.

I really do.

What's that?

Hmm?

Wake up! Wake up!

Whoa!

Look out! Look out!

Get away!

Filthy scum!

Get back!

You'll pay for this!

Got you.

All right, all right. Don't push.

Get off! Get your hands off me!

Get off me!

Get off me!

Who would be so bold

as to come armed into my kingdom?

Spies? Thieves? Assassins?

Dwarves, You r Malevolence.

Dwarves?

We found them on the Front Porch.

Well, don't just stand there. Search them.

Every crack. Every crevice.

What are you doing in these parts?

Speak!

Very well. If they will not talk,

we'll make them squawk.

Bring up the mangler.

Bring up the bonebreaker.

- Start with the youngest.

- Wait!

Well, well, well.

Look who it is.

Thorin, son of Thrain, son of Thror...

...King Under the Mountain.

Oh, but I'm forgetting.

You don't have a mountain.

And you're not a king...

...which makes you nobody, really.

I know someone who would

pay a pretty price for your head.

Just a head.

Nothing attached.

Perhaps you Know of whom I speak.

An old enemy of yours.

A pale Orc, astride a white Warg.

Azog the Defiler was destroyed.

He was slain in battle long ago.

So you think his defiling days are done,

do you?

Send word to the pale Orc.

Tell him I have found his prize.

Yes!

Yes.

Yes.

Yes!

Gollum, gollum!

Aah!

Nasty Goblinses!

Better than old bones, precious.

Better than nothing.

Too many boneses, precious.

Not enough flesh!

Shut up! Cut its skin off.

Start with its head.

The cold hard lands

They bites our hands

They gnaws our feet

The rocks and stones

They're like old bones

All bare of meat

Cold as death Without no breath

It's good to eat

Bless us and splash us, precious.

That's a meaty mouthful.

Gollum, gollum! Aah.

Back. Stay back.

I'm warning you, don't come any closer.

It's got an Elfish blade.

But it's not an Elfs.

Not an Elfs, no.

What is it, precious?

What is it?

My name is Bilbo Baggins.

Bagginses?

What is a Bagginses, precious?

- I'm a Hobbit from the Shire.

- Oh.

We like Goblinses, batses and fishes.

But we hasn't tried Hobbitses before.

Is it soft? Is it juicy?

Now, now, keep your distance!

I'll use this if I have to.

Aah!

I don't want any trouble,

do you understand?

Just show me the way to get out of here

and I'll be on my way.

Why? Is it lost?

Yes. Yes, and I want to get unlost

as soon as possible.

Ooh, we knows!

We knows safe paths for Hobbitses.

Safe paths in the dark.

Shut up!

- I didn't say anything.

- We wasn't talking to you.

Oh, yes, we was, precious. We was.

Look, I don't know what your game is,

but I...

Games?!

Oh, we love games,

doesn't we, precious?

Does it like games? Does it, does it?

Does it like to play?

Maybe.

What has roots as nobody sees?

Is taller than trees?

Up, up, up it goes

And yet, never grows

- The mountain.

- Yes, yes.

Oh, let's have another one, eh?

Yes! Do it again, do it again. Ask us.

No! No more riddles.

Finish him off. Finish him now!

Gollum, gollum!

No! No. No.

No. I want to play. I do.

I want to play. I can see...

...you are very good at this.

So why don't we...

...have a game of riddles? Yes?

Just you and me.

Yes. Yes, just us.

Yes. Yes.

And if I win...

...you show me the way out. Yes?

Yes. Yes.

And if it loses? What then?

Well, if it loses, precious,

then we eats it!

If Baggins loses, we eats it whole.

Fair enough.

Well, Baggins first.

Thirty white horses on a red hill

First they champ, then they stamp

Then they stand still

Teeth?

Teeth! Oh, yes, my precious!

But we... We only have nine.

Our turn.

Voiceless, it cries

Wingless flutters

Toothless bites

Mouthless mutters

Just a minute. Uh...

Oh. Oh!

We knows! We knows!

Shut up!

Wind.

It's wind. Of course it is.

Very clever, Hobbitses.

Very clever.

Ah-ah-ah.

A box without hinges, key or lid

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