The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies Page #6

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that's my mother's glory box.

And that's my dining chair.

Ah... Put that pouf down!

What is going on?

Hello...

...Mr. Bilbo.

You're not supposed to be here.

What do you mean?

On account of you

being presumed dead.

I am not dead.

Presumed or otherwise.

I'm not sure that's permitted.

Mr. Bilbo!

Twenty-one! Any advance on 21?

Any advance on 21?

Ha, ha! Sold to Mrs. Bolger.

Somewhere for Fatty to put his feet on.

Any bids for this?

This is Shire-made.

No Dwarvish reproductions here.

Stop!

Stop!

- There's been a mistake!

- Who are you?

Who am I?

You know who I am...

...Lobelia Sackville-Baggins.

This is my home.

And those are my spoons.

Thank you very much.

- This is most irregular.

- Excuse me.

It's been more...

...than 13 months since the disappearance.

If you are in fact...

...Bilbo Baggins and undeceased...

...can you prove it?

What?

Something official with your name...

...on it would suffice.

All right. Right.

A contract of employment as a bur...

Never mind as what.

There. My signature.

Yes, well... Uh...

Well, it certainly seems to be in order.

Yes.

Seems there can be no doubt.

Who is this you pledged

your service to?

Thorin Oakenshield?

He...

He was my friend.

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! Ha, ha!

It's good to see you.

One hundred and 11 years old.

Who would believe it?

Come on, come in!

Welcome. Welcome.

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