In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. 在地底洞穴中住着一位霍比特人
Many ages ago, when this ancient planet was not quite so ancient 许多年前，当这个古老的世界 还不是那么古老的时候
long before man recorded his history 早在人类记录他们的历史之前
there was the time of Middle Earth when man shared his days 这时的人类，精灵，矮人，巫师，半兽人
...with elves, dwarves, wizards, goblins, dragons and hobbits. 龙和霍比特人共同生活在中土世界
In the lands of Middle Earth, in an area known as the Shire 在中土世界，一个被称之为夏尔的地方
there was a village named Hobbiton. 有一个霍比屯
There, in a hole in the ground, lived a hobbit. 在地底洞穴中住着一位霍比特人
Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole 不是那种又脏又臭又湿的洞穴
...nor a dry, bare, sandy hole. 也不是那种干燥空旷多沙的洞穴
It was a hobbit hole,and that means comfort. 这是个霍比特人住的洞穴， 意思是，舒服极了
Bilbo Baggins? 比尔博 巴金斯
- I'm looking to hire a burglar. 我想找一名飞贼 - Burglar? 飞贼
You've come to the wrong place. 你来错地方了
You mean you do not wish to share a grand adventure? 你是说你不想参加一场大冒险
Dear me, no. We hobbits are plain, quiet folk. 哎呀，不！我们都是老老实实过活的普通人
Adventures make one late for dinner. 冒险会让你来不及吃晚饭
Enough! I am Gandalf. 够了！我是甘道夫
And Gandalf means me! 甘道夫就是在下
- Gandalf? Not the wandering wizard? 甘道夫？你该不会就是那个游荡的巫师？ - The same! 就是我
Listen. 听
Thorin and company, at your service. 索林和同伴们，愿意为您效劳
Dwalin, Balin 德瓦林，巴林
Kili, Fili 奇力，菲力
Dori, Nori and Ori 朵力，诺力和欧力
Oin, sir. And Gloin, sir. 欧音，和葛罗音，先生
Call him Bifur. And him Bofur. 这是毕佛和波佛
And Bombur at your service. 还有庞伯也愿意为您效劳
We are all at your service. 我们都愿意为您效劳
What do these dwarves want in Hobbiton? 这些矮人们来霍比屯想干什么？
They have come for tea, and for supper 他们来喝茶，还有用晚餐
and for you, Burglar Baggins! 也是为了你，飞贼巴金斯
- There's a magic in that music. 音乐中有一种魔力 - And it moves through me. 我感觉到了
You feel the love of beautiful things. 你感觉到对美好物品的爱恋 To go and see the great mountains 去看那雄伟的山脉
and hear the pine trees and waterfalls. 聆听松树和瀑布声音
To wear a sword instead of a walking stick. 身上佩着宝剑而不是手杖
Just once. 仅此只有一次
Gandalf, dwarves, and Burglar Baggins 甘道夫，矮人们和飞贼巴金斯
What is this "burglar" business? “盗贼”业务是什么呢？
If you prefer, you can say "expert treasure hunter." 如果你喜欢的话，可以 用“职业宝藏猎人”来代替“盗贼”
Well, yes, I do prefer that. 是的，我比较喜欢这个称呼
We are met tonight in the house of our friend 今晚我们聚集在我们这位最棒的
this most excellent hobbit. 霍比特朋友家中
May the hair on his toes never fall out. 愿他脚上的毛永不脱落
Hear, hear! 听
We shall soon start on our long journey. 我们应尽快开始我们的长途冒险
Our object is, I take it, well-known to us? 我认为，我们都清楚我们的目标是什么吧？
All of us? 我们所有人？
It is not well-known to me. 我不是很清楚
Really? Then we must inform our burglar. 真的吗？我们必须告诉我们的飞贼
We seek a treasure 我们要夺回
that which is rightfully ours. 那些属于我们的宝藏
Far off in the East 在遥远的东方
beyond the Misty Mountains and the dark Forest of Mirkwood 越过迷雾山脉和幽暗密林的黑森林
there you will find Lonely Mountain. 就会到达孤山
Long ago, this was the home of my people 很久以前，那里是我们的家园
and was ruled by my grandfather: 被我的祖父统治着
King Under the Mountain. 他被称为：山下国王
The dwarves of yore made mighty spells 昔日的矮人们立下伟大功业
While hammers fell like ringing bells 锤子的敲击声就像响亮的钟声
In places deep where dark things sleep 在深远的地下，黑暗的生物沉睡
In hollow halls beneath the fells 在瀑布下的大厅
Goblets they carved there for themselves 他们为自己雕刻着酒杯
And harps of gold where no man delves 还有人们未曾见过的黄金竖琴
There lay they long and many a song 他们静静隐匿，许多歌谣
Was song unheard by man or elves 人类和精灵都未曾听闻
For ancient king and elvish lord 对于古代的国王和精灵王侯
There many a gleaming golden hoard 那里囤积着闪闪发光的黄金
They shaped and wrought And light they caught 他们捶打锻造，捕捉四散光辉
To hide in gems on hilt of sword 藏于宝剑柄上的钻箍
On silver necklaces they strung 缀于他们串起的银项链
The flowering stars On crowns they hung 奔流星光，在皇冠上镶着
The dragon fire In twisted wire 金丝织龙炎
They meshed the light of moon and sun 他们网罗了月亮和太阳的光
Undoubtedly, all this wealth was what brought the dragon. 毫无疑问，就是这些财富招来了恶龙
The pines were roaring on the height The winds were moaning in the night 松树在高地怒吼 狂风在夜间呜咽
The fire was red It flaming spread 火焰赤红，无情蔓延
The trees like torches Blazed with light 树木如火把发出耀眼的光
And below us, in the valley, lay Dale... 山脉下的谷地中
...a town of mortal men. 人们兴建了河谷镇
The bells were ringing in the Dale The men looked up with faces pale 河谷镇的敲响了警钟，人们的脸色惨白
The dragon's ire More fierce than fire 恶龙的忿怒比火焰更加猛烈
Laid low their towers And houses frail 塔楼被推掉，房屋倾塌
The mountain smoked beneath the moon 月光下的山脉烟雾笼罩
The dwarves they heard The tramp of doom 矮人们听到末日的号角声
They fled their hall To dying fall 逃离了他们的厅堂，四处漂泊
Beneath his feet, beneath the moon 在他脚下，月光下
Curses to the dragon! Curses to Smaug! 诅咒这恶龙！ 诅咒斯矛革！
He killed our men and stole our gold! 他杀死了我们的人民，偷走了我们的金子
Curses to the dragon Smaug! 诅咒恶龙斯矛革！
Is this the adventure you've planned for me? 这就是你们为我计划的冒险？
To help you recapture the gold? 帮你们夺回金子？
None other. 就是
There are 13 of you. Very unlucky. 这是13个人，非常不吉利
Mr. Baggins will make it 14. 你,巴金斯先生将是第14个
A splendid lucky number you've found for us. 你对我们是一个极好的幸运数字
No arguments. Let us have the contract. 没异议 把契约给他
"To Burglar Baggins: Terms for your professional services. 致飞贼巴金斯： 关于您的专业协助的契约
One fourteenth of total profits. Traveling expenses guaranteed. 您将获得总利润的十四分之一 旅途上的一切花费由我方提供
Funeral expenses, if necessary. Sincerely, Thorin and Company." 如遇不测，丧葬费由我方支付 您忠诚的朋友，索林和同伴们 敬上
- "Funeral expenses"? - Do you find the terms acceptable? 丧葬费？ 您觉得这契约可接受吗？
- Of course he does! - But, but, but l... 他当然这么觉得 但是，但是，但是，我
And so tomorrow begins your greatest adventure. 好的，明天我们就将启程
No hat, no stick, no pipe. 没戴帽子，没拿手杖，没带烟斗
Not even a pocket handkerchief. How can one survive? 连手帕都没拿 我怎么能生存下去？
- How did Gandalf get ahead of us? - He comes and goes at will. 甘道夫是怎么到我们前边去的？ 他来去自由
He is a wizard, you know. 你知道，他是个巫师
Oh, bother burgling and everything to do with it. 什么飞贼，什么冒险， 通通见鬼去吧
Always remember, Bilbo, when your heart wants lifting... 一定要记住，比尔博 当你想受到鼓舞的时候
...think of pleasant things. 想一下高兴的事
Eggs and bacon. A good, full pipe. 蛋和腌肉，一斗好烟
My garden at twilight. Cakes... 晨光中的花园，蛋糕
We'll camp here. Perhaps we can find a dry patch to sleep on. 我们在这儿扎营，或许能找到 一块干燥的地方睡觉
Our lookout has spied something. 我们的哨卫侦查到了一些事情
Look. Trolls! 看，食人妖！
Miserable, no-good, robbing trolls! 卑鄙的，无用的，喜欢抢劫的食人妖！
Where the deuce is Gandalf? 甘道夫到底哪去了?
Left us again. Just when a wizard would have been most useful. 正用得到巫师的时候，他又不见了
No matter. We have an expert burglar with us. 不管怎么说，我们有个专业的飞贼
- What have trolls to do with burgling? - We could use some of their meat. 食人妖和盗窃有何关涉呢？ 我们可以弄点肉
- Oh, I say! - Burglar, do your burgling! 哦，我说 飞贼，该你上场了
Blast! Nothing but mutton to eat! 擦！每次都吃羊肉！
How I long... 我想
...for a bit of man-flesh! 来点儿人肉
Bacon and eggs. My fireplace. Hot chestnuts. 腌肉和蛋，我的壁炉 热栗子
- What the blazes?! - Help! Let me down! Stop that! 怎么回事？ 救命！放我下来！停下！
What have we got here? 我们捉到了什么？
Let's cook him and find out! 让我们把他煮了！
He wouldn't make a mouthful. 他连塞牙缝都不够
But maybe there's more where he came from. 也许附近还有他的同伙呢
Dwarves! I'm done for! Run for it! 矮人们！我被抓了！快逃！
Dwarves? 矮人？
Now that's a supper. 可以做晚餐吃
Let's go get them all! 让我们捉住他们
Let us roast them. 烤着吃
Boil them, says I! 煮了吃，我说！
Each to his own, boys! 一个一个的生吃，伙计
There's plenty for all. 这里有许多
I likes mine raw. 我喜欢生吃
Dawn take you all, and be stone to you! 曙光会吞没你们，化成岩石吧！
The sun! 太阳！
Blast it! 我擦
How did the morning come so soon? 早晨怎么会来的这么早？
We're done for! 我们完蛋了
Excellent. 好极了
One moment. One moment! 等一下，等一下
Where's that bumbling Burglar? Lucky number, indeed! 那个笨手笨脚的飞贼呢？ 幸运数字，真是的！
Over here! 在这儿
Come see what I've found. 来看我发现了什么
Not bad, Burglar, for your first attempt. 第一次干得不错，飞贼
Oh, it was nothing, actually. 没什么，真的
We'll keep these. Deucedly fine blades. 这些东西我们要了 刀刃非常锋利
Considering they were made by trolls. 鉴于它们是食人妖制造的
They don't seem like troll blades to me. 这可不像食人妖锻造的
Probably stolen. 或许是偷的
- See these strange runes? - Whatever are runes? 看到上面的符号了吗？ 什么符号？
Ancient writing. Mine has them too. Can you make them out? 古代文字，已经不存在了 你能读懂它们吗？
I am not familiar with these letters. 我不认识这些字母
Well, whoever made them, we've got them now! 不管谁制造了它们 现在是我们的了
Cover up the treasure, men. We'll fetch it on our return. 把它们埋起来， 回来的时候再把他们挖出来
Take that, Smaug, you filthy worm! 接招吧，斯矛革，你这条肮脏的大虫
I see you've also claimed a sword. 我看到你也得到了一把宝剑
Yes. Just a dagger, actually. 是的，只是匕首而已
But for one of my size, it suffices. 但对我身形，刚好合适
Hurry, men, we must be on our way. 快点，我们必须快点出发
- Hold! - Hold? 等一下！ 等一下？
It is time for you to have this. 是时候给你这个了
And what may that be? 那是什么
This is a map of Lonely Mountain... 一张孤山的地图
...presented to me 100 years ago by your father. 你父亲100年前给我的
What? Why did it not come to me, the rightful heir? 什么?为什么他没给我，这合法的遗产
I've chosen my own time to hand it over. 我选择了现在来交给你
Oh, I do love maps. I have quite a collection. 哦，我喜欢地图 我收藏了许多
I remember the mountain well enough without this! 没有地图我对这山也记得相当清楚
Indeed? And how do you intend to enter Smaug's chambers? 确定？你打算怎么进入 斯矛革把守的大厅呢？
Through the main gate, as a houseguest? 穿过大门，就像位客人那样？
You'd be ashes before you took your seventh step. 七步之内你必成灰烬
Oh, see, look! 哦，看！
This hand points from these runes to... 这只手从这些符号指向
Bless my soul! A secret entrance! 天呢！一个秘密入口！
- A hidden passage to the lower halls. - Excellent, Burglar!
- I'm really quite good with maps. - Let me see.
Yes, quite correct.
But has it remained a secret all these years?
It's too small for Smaug to use.
It's covered by a door made to look exactly like the side of the mountain.
Here is the key. IKeep it safe.
Of course I will!
But if the secret door is hidden, how do we find it?
- The map doesn't tell. - It does and it doesn't.
You will understand in time.
Behold, at last, Rivendell!
The hidden valley of the elves, where Elrond dwells.
Simply enchanting!
- But we must be on. - Pity.
Elvish singing is not a thing to miss...
...in June, under the stars. But...
My dear Elrond, your hospitality is magnificent:
The food, the wine, the stories, the music.
Yes, but we've much to accomplish.
You promised to have a look-see at these troll swords.
Yes, yes, of course.
Well, first of all, they're not troll-make.
They must have been stolen.
They were made for the Goblin Wars. This sword, Thorin, the runes name:
Orcrist, the Goblin Cleaver!
- And mine? - Glamdring, the Foe Hammer.
- IKeep them well. - I will keep this in honor.
- Now show me your map. - I have it here.
Something strange. Let's see.
Yes, indeed!
There are moon letters here! See?
What are moon letters?
Runes that can only be seen when the moon shines behind them.
They give directions for finding the secret door.
"Stand by the gray stone when the thrush knocks...
...and the last light of the setting sun...
...will shine upon the keyhole."
This way!
Shelter! A dry cave!
Now get some sleep, men. We've found the perfect place to camp.
Dwarves have a strange notion of perfection.
And where's Gandalf?
Gone again? I wish I was a wizard!
Hello! What's this?
Look out!
The ponies! The ponies!
Wake up! We're being robbed!
The goblins are upon us!
Save the ponies from the goblins!
Trapped! The goblins have us!
Who are these miserable persons?
Thorin at your service. We did not mean to trespass.
We were merely seeking shelter from the storm.
He is a liar, O truly tremendous one.
Ask him to explain his weapon!
This sword is named Orcrist, the Goblin Cleaver!
Murderers!
Elf friends!
Stop!
I know that sword!
It is called Glamdring, the Foe Hammer!
It's Gandalf! Good old Gandalf!
Follow me! Quickly!
Through here! Follow me!
Bilbo!
He's gone!
Where are you?
My precious.
It is my precious.
Hello, my precious.
Bless us and splash us.
Food for my precious.
Eggs and bacon. Spoons all polished.
Warm muffins and sweet butter.
What is that noise, my precious?
My precious does not know.
Bless my soul!
Hello! What's this?
Nice souvenir to show the neighbors back home. If I ever get home.
Who are you?
Bless us, my precious.
A tasty morsel it would make us.
What is it, my precious?
I am Mr. Bilbo Baggins.
I've lost my dwarves, my wizard and my way.
Mind you, I'm armed with an elvish blade!
That's better. Perhaps you know the way out?
But perhaps we sits here...
...and chats with it a bitsy, my precious?
Lt... likes... riddles?
Do I like riddles?
Well, yes, after a fashion.
It must have a competition with us.
If precious asks and it doesn't answer...
...we eats it, my precious.
Oh, I say!
But if it asks us...
...and we doesn't answer...
...then we...
...shows it...
...the way out!
- It seems I have no choice. - My precious...
...we makes the first riddle.
Voiceless, it cries
Wingless, flutters
Toothless, bites
Mouthless, mutters
Can it...
...guess...
...the answer?
Half a moment.
Is it nice, my precious? Is it juicy?
Gooey? Yucky?
Is it scrumptious?
If you please!
Wind! Wind is the answer.
Now, my turn.
A box without hinges, key or lid
Yet golden treasure inside is hid
Let us give us a chance, my precious.
Eggs!
Eggs, it is!
Oh, bother!
Us now! Now us, my precious.
I'm aquiver with anticipation!
Now...
This thing, alls things devours
Birds, beasts, trees, flowers
Gnaws iron, bites steel
Grinds hard stones to meal
Slays king, ruins town
And beats high mountain down
Well, interesting.
Yes, now, let me see.
What does it answer? What does it answer?
Just a moment now!
My precious...
...will it taste delicious?
It will!
- Give me some time. - What?
What does it say?!
I said time! Time!
Whatever is the matter?
It guess!
Time is the answer!
It is?
I knew it all along. That's an old one.
Well, fun's fun. Now, couldn't we get out of here?
It's got to ask us another riddle, my precious!
Blast, I can't think of another one.
Ask! Ask!
Oh, very well.
- What have I got in my pocket? - Not fair!
Not fair to ask my precious...
...what it's got in its nasty...
...little pocketeses!
I'm sorry. That's my riddle.
And if you can't guess it, you lose and show me out!
My precious loses!
But first...
...my precious shows it...
...his something pretty.
- You wish to show me something? - My birthday present.
Wait! Where are you going?
My precious finds a ring...
...on his birthday...
...long ago.
A golden ring.
A magic ring!
We must get my precious' birthday present from its hiding place.
Now what?
He'll never guess my pocket contained this.
Bless my soul!
Where is it?
My golden ring! My magic ring!
Lost, it is.
Lost!
Curse us and crush us! My ring, lost!
My precious remembers.
He wears it before.
And he drops it on the shore!
Curse it! Curse the Baggins!
He's found it! My ring!
My birthday present!
My, he does carry on.
Bless my soul!
The ring?
Most definitely.
My precious will find it! Will find it! The Baggins.
My precious will crush it...
...and smash it!
Better douse this.
Where is it?
It is tricksy.
It says it doesn't know the way out...
...but it knows the way in, my precious.
It must...
...know a way out!
It's off for the back door.
My precious must make haste to the back door.
To the back door!
How convenient.
Well, follow the leader.
It's not here, my precious.
It's make an escape!
Ta-ta!
Thief!
Baggins!
We hates it!
Hates it forever!
Gollum thought I knew the way out and was trying to head me off.
I merely followed him to the exit.
We had to fight our way through the goblin guard.
- How is it they didn't see you? - Oh, well...
...the art of burgling is really, you know...
...the art of being unobtrusive.
Invisible, so to speak.
Your story has the ring of truth. Yes, it rings true.
You need say no more. We'd best get a move on.
There are still goblins about.
Oh, bother! More mountains?
No. Don't you see?
The sun is setting in the west, behind the mountains.
We're on the other side, to the edge of the land beyond.
- The Wargs! - With the goblins!
- Help! - We can't go any higher!
- My arms. - My poor legs! My legs!
But what will they do with us? Drop us to our deaths?
Who knows?
But they've brought us a far distance with no dropping!
Behold, the River of Wilderland below!
By thunder!
They're taking us to the edge of Mirkwood Forest...
...to dash us against those rocks, I know it!
O Great Lord of the Eagles...
...we are eternally grateful for your gallant rescue.
I have not forgotten the arrow...
...that brought me down so many years ago.
I have not forgotten the wizard...
...who found me and healed my wound.
And now...
...farewell, wherever you fare...
...till your aeries receive you at the journey's end.
So this is the Forest of Mirkwood.
Terrible place, if I remember. And dangerous.
Now, now. The map shows the safest path.
Follow it closely, straight through the forest.
Don't stray off the track. If you do, you will never get out.
You speak as if you weren't going with us.
I'm not. I have pressing business away south.
- Oh, no! He can't mean it. - What will we do without Gandalf?
Please, don't leave us.
I'm already late because of bothering with you people.
I'm sending Mr. Baggins with you. That should be enough.
- Mr. Baggins? - Bilbo?
The burglar?
Me? I'm no equal to a wizard!
Nonsense. You are the lucky number.
And you'll soon find out there's more about you than you guess.
You, sir, will be my surrogate. My replacement, so to say.
Here is paper and a marker. IKeep a strict log of your journey...
...so I may study it when we meet again and point out your missteps.
I can only do my best.
Then that will have to suffice.
To Gandalf: As per your instructions...
...I am keeping this log of our journey through Mirkwood Forest.
I shall make good use of it someday as a basis for my memoirs...
...which I intend to call:
There and Back Again: A Hobbit's Holiday.
The days are terrible, and the nights are impossible...
...for we are hungry and thirsty.
The berries which grow here are hideous.
Everything about these woods is unpleasant.
One day we decided someone...
...should climb to the top of the tallest tree and have a look.
I couldn't argue. My contract is vague on several points.
There are moments...
...which can change a person for all time.
And I suddenly wondered if I would ever see my snug hobbit hole again.
I wondered if I actually wanted to.
I awoke the next morning to a hideous surprise.
Now I will give you a name.
And I shall call you Sting!
The rest of the morning I spent seeking my companions.
And I found them, finally, in a place as black and terrible...
...as a patch of midnight that had never been cleared away.
They'll make fine eating...
...when they've hung a bit!
Go away!
Bombur!
I certainly could not let my companions, my comrades...
...become a meal for those hideous spiders. Action was called for.
You are all free. I know the spiders' poisons have made you weak.
But you must follow me. Quickly!
Look! On the path ahead. There it is.
It has freed our supper.
Now we see you!
We will eat you and leave your skin hanging in the tree.
Grab it!
I can hold them off! Run to the wood-elves' clearing!
But, how can you...?
I will do the stinging! Run.
Swiftly now.
We've trapped it now. Close the circle.
It can't escape us!
Lazy lob! Attercop!
Blast! What is it? What is it called?
Sting! Sting! Sting!
Away! Retreat! We are no match for Sting!
I joined my companions at the clearing of the wood-elves.
But when I found them, I was in for another surprise.
The wood-elves had returned, but armed for battle.
The dwarves, weakened by their encounter with the spiders...
...gave up without a struggle.
We traveled all day and night.
Finally, we came to the palace of the Elf King...
...which was at the very eastern edge of the forest.
We'd come all the way through...
...only to end up as prisoners.
- Why did you dwarves try to attack? - No attack!
We came to beg. We were starving.
Why were you in the woods in the first place?
- That is our business. - Very well.
Take them away until they feel inclined to tell the truth...
...even if they wait 100 years!
Greed. The fortune we were after was big enough to share with the elves.
They'd make valuable allies against that old worm Smaug.
Instead, they became the enemy, and we were their prisoners.
And even though my invisibility allowed me to move about with ease...
...I had no way of opening the locks.
So it was weeks before I found a way to free my companions.
The river flowed under the caves.
Deliveries of fine wines were brought up the river...
...by human men who lived on Long Lake.
Now, wood-elves enjoy their wine, and the barrels were soon drained.
Oh, stop complaining!
I never promised to burgle you first-class accommodations.
I'd come far, and through many adventures, to see it...
...and now I did not like the look of it at all!
Within hours we'd reached the human colony called Laketown.
A precise, if not too imaginative name...
...for the village was actually built on the surface of Long Lake.
The descendants of the men of Dale still dared to dwell...
...and do business in the shadow of old Smaug's mountain.
I am Thorin...
...grandson of IKing Under the Mountain!
I have returned!
Hail, Thorin Oakenshield.
I am Bard the guardsman. We are honored by your presence.
Your grandfather lives in our songs and legends.
What help we can offer will be yours, and we trust to your gratitude...
...when the dragon Smaug is killed and your kingdom is regained.
We were fed, fattened, given supplies...
...and two weeks later found us nearing the end of our journey.
And chances were it would be a very horrible end, indeed.
That smell! I've not smelled dragon before.
All the halls within must be filled with his foul reek.
And while Smaug slept inside...
...we spent our days searching for that elusive secret door.
Then, one afternoon...
And so, Gandalf, while I wait, I inscribe the final pages of your log.
My only companion is an annoying bird, cracking snails.
"Stand by the gray stone when the thrush knocks...
...and the last light of the setting sun...
...will shine upon the keyhole."
Oh, my goodness!
Wake up! Wake up! It's happening!
By thunder!
There it is!
Thorin, before it's gone again, use your key.
Well, here we are.
But what now?
Now is the time for our esteemed Mr. Baggins to perform the service...
...for which he was included in our company.
You must earn your reward. We do have a contract.
You think it's my job to go in first?
I've already gotten you out of two messes not in the original bargain.
And who will come with me?
Any of you?
I see.
Well, you are the burglar.
Go down and burgle something.
Very well. I won't refuse.
Good luck.
Thank you.
I've begun to trust my luck more than in the old days.
Now you're in for it at last, Bilbo Baggins.
Why are you here? You've no use for dragon treasures.
Feel the worm's heat, Mr. Baggins?
A few more steps and you shall see...
...the old dragon Smaug at last.
You can still turn back, you know.
But to go on, to take those steps...
...that would be the bravest of all moments.
Whatever happens afterwards is nothing.
Yes, here is where you fight...
...your real battle, Mr. Bilbo Baggins.
Do you go back?
Well, thief...
...I smell you, feel your air.
I hear your breath.
Come along!
Help yourself. There's plenty, and to spare.
Thank you, oh, Smaug the Magnificent.
I did not come for presents. I only wish to have a look at you...
...and see if you are truly as great as tales say.
I did not believe them.
Do you now?
They fall utterly short of reality...
...O Smaug the Chiefest and Greatest of Calamities!
You have nice manners, for a thief...
...and a liar.
You know me...
...but I don't remember smelling you before.
Who are you and where do you come from?
I come from under the hill.
And under the hill and over the hills my paths led.
And through the air. I am he that walks unseen.
You make riddles?
What is your name?
I am the lucky number, the web-cutter, the spider-stinger...
Lovely titles.
I am he that drowns his friends and draws them alive again from the water.
I am the guest of eagles, the ring-winner and luck-wearer...
...the clue-finder and the barrel-rider.
Barrel-rider, eh?
Then I have guessed your riddle!
You are one of those miserable...
...tub-thumping Lake-men!
You and your town shall pay dearly for this intrusion!
So the Lake-men would steal my treasure?
Wait! You don't know everything. Not gold alone brought me hither.
Be done with your riddles!
What else brought you, Lake-man?
Revenge!
Revenge?
Surely you realize that your success...
...has made you some bitter enemies.
Revenge? You? Ha!
I am Smaug!
I kill what I wish!
I am strong...
...strong...
...strong!
My armor is like tenfold shields...
...my teeth are like swords...
...my claws, spears...
...the shock of my tail...
...a thunderbolt!
My wings...
...a hurricane!
And my breath...
...death!
Well?
Well?!
Where are your riddles now?
Very, very impressive.
However...
...I have always understood that dragons...
...were soft underneath. Vulnerable.
Especially in the region of the chest.
You have heard wrong!
I am armored both above and below.
Well, I don't know about that.
You "don't know about that."
I shall show you!
Look!
What do you say to this?
Rare and wonderful, eh?
Dazzling!
Marvelous!
Perfect!
Flawless!
Staggering! Mag...
Old fool!
There's a patch in the hollow of your left breast...
...as bare as a snail out of its shell.
What's that?
More riddles?
No, my riddling is done.
I really must not detain Your Magnificence any longer.
Sorry you could not find me. But a fine burglar takes expert catching.
Burglar?
Burglar!
Thief! Fire! Murderer!
- We should have gone with him! - To be roasted alive?
It's the burglar!
Three cheers for good old Bilbo!
Thank you! But I'd appreciate a more pragmatic salute.
In other words...
...extinguish me!
There we go! There we go! Always glad to help a friend.
I can't tell you how grateful I am.
Never mind that. What did you burgle?
This.
What's that?
Earthquake?
Into the secret passage! Our only chance!
Barrel-rider!
Thieving Lake-man!
Your people shall see my vengeance!
The Lake-people are doomed unless...
Yes! You, who are a mere thrush, and yet so much more.
You have seen Smaug. You know his vulnerable spot!
Go now, to Laketown. There is a guardsman, Bard. Tell him!
This breeze is strangely warm for autumn.
Bard! What's that?
The dragon is coming, or I'm a fool!
Cut the bridges! To arms! To arms!
The dragon! Old Smaug!
Awake after all these years! The dragon is coming!
Ready? As he passes over...
Arrows!
Stand your ground. Rearm!
Away, you fool bird! Away!
You speak?
Bilbo Baggins?
He found what?
Yes! I'll look.
Jove! You speak the truth, old thrush!
Black arrow, you've never failed me. I've always recovered you.
I had you from my father and he from of old.
If you came from the true king's forges under the mountain...
...go now and speed well!
Now I am king!
Stop!
There is only one IKing Under the Mountain, and I am he...
...Thorin!
Hail Thorin! Hip-hip-hooray!
Now, now...
...there's much to be done. We must catalog our wealth.
Dear me! And pack it for shipment.
Join the fun, Burglar! Part of this is yours!
Might be mine! What if Smaug returns?
Oh, he's been gone for a week now! Found greener pastures, no doubt.
Has this wealth made you mad?
We must find our way out of this mountain...
...and see if he's gone, and quickly!
According to this map, the main gate lies in this direction.
Follow me, gentlemen!
Bless my soul.
What are they?
Is the entire valley floor populated by giant fireflies?
Not fireflies, fires! Campfires!
Nonsense! Only an army would need that many fires.
No, my friend. Two armies!
Bard of Laketown? What did you say?
Two armies!
Smaug is dead. I have slain him. The thrush delivered your message.
Really? Splendid news, old fellow. I hoped he would!
My people have made me king.
IKing? Really? Congratulations!
Couldn't happen to a nicer chap. I don't know how to thank you.
Our town is destroyed and must be rebuilt.
You can thank us by sharing your fortune.
Why, of course, of course. There's plenty for all.
Wait! The fortune is ours and belongs to dwarves alone!
It wouldn't be yours if Smaug still lived.
A technicality.
- So you brought two armies to take it? - I brought one army.
The other is mine!
You, who threw us into the dungeon?
My people have suffered greatly from the worm through the years.
We demand retribution.
Never!
Why not? There's enough for all in this mountain.
It's a matter of principle, of honor!
Then tomorrow we take it!
We will meet at sunrise on the field of battle.
You are hopelessly outnumbered.
This is ridiculous!
Quiet! What does a burglar know of these matters?
Then tomorrow it is!
This is deucedly uncomfortable. I'm certain to get a rash.
That armor was forged in the foundries of my grandfather.
Wear it proudly and it will carry you to victory!
Confusticate and bebother victory!
My only hope is to be taken prisoner as quickly as possible.
Those are the words of a coward.
The coward who flushed out Smaug?
The coward who saved you time and time again?
The coward who always went forward while you cringed behind?
You don't see us cringing now, do you?
This is madness! Fourteen against 10,000...
...and yet you march off to certain destruction...
...as merrily as if you were on your way to a tea party.
Your kind will never understand war, hobbit.
This is war. War!
Our lookout has spied something!
O great IKing Under the Mountain!
- Balin, it's only Thorin! - Quiet!
- Yes, general? - "General"?
Another army approaches from the northeast!
An army of our kind. An army of dwarves!
- My cousin Dain from the Iron Hills? - None other!
Ha! Now we are not outnumbered! Now we have an army!
- A battle of three armies? - To war!
Onward!
Forward!
To battle!
- Scurvy dwarves! - Thieving dwarves!
IKill them!
- Chop them! - Take their heads!
IKill the men! IKill the elves!
Save the gold for ourselves!
I'd rather be back in Hobbiton.
- Who's that old man? - Get out of the way!
Move, you old fool!
Old fool?
Gandalf!
Halt!
I would speak with the kings!
Dread has come upon you all!
An army of goblins with claim to the treasure comes from the north!
Behold!
They ride upon wolves!
O great Elf IKing, my truest friend and ally.
We must join forces against this kind of scourge.
But of course, O noble IKing Under the Mountain.
Your people are like brothers unto mine.
My men and all their weapons are as one with yours.
Together we will vanquish the foul foe!
Together!
Thorin is correct. I simply do not understand war.
A battle of four armies.
One, two, three... Yes, four!
Our cause is hopeless! The goblins are too powerful!
We'll spill much of their blood before the day's finished!
If these be our last moments, let us live them with honor!
Hold! All is not lost. The goblins have many enemies.
There is yet still another army on the way.
The eagles!
Five armies now?
Mr. Bilbo Baggins, enough is enough.
Bombur! You're hurt!
I still live. And you?
A slight wound. Crack on the head. Out for hours. What happened?
We won.
Bombur gone too?
Of our original 13, how many are left?
Seven.
And Thorin?
Soon there will be only six.
I have brought him.
Farewell, good thief.
I wish to part in friendship...
...and take back my words at the gate.
There are many words I would take back also.
And does it take this...
...to make us see each other?
- Thorin! - Hush.
You are no coward, my friend. I am sorry I so named you.
- This is not important... - And I was wrong.
You did understand war.
It was I who did not.
Until now.
Farewell, IKing Under the Mountain.
Child of the kindly west.
I have come to know...
...if more of us valued your ways...
...food and cheer above hoarded gold...
...it would be a merrier world.
But sad or merry...
...I must leave it now.
- Farewell. - Farewell, Thorin.
You take only two tiny bags of gold home with you?
Your share was greater.
It's all my pony could carry, and it's more than I'll ever need.
But you have other prizes.
The ring? Oh, yes.
I'll keep it as a souvenir, in a glass box on the mantel.
And so the prophecies of old have come true.
Smaug is gone and the goblins driven away.
The dwarves and elves live in peace...
...and the men thrive, multiply and build a civilization.
Prophecies!
- What? - I had a hand in all that!
You disbelieve the prophecies because you helped bring them about?
You don't really suppose...
...that all your adventures and escapes were managed by mere luck...
...just for your sole benefit?
You're a very fine person, Mr. Baggins. I'm very fond of you...
...but you are only quite a little fellow in a wide world after all.
Thank goodness!
Yes, you will return to your home...
...place your souvenir ring on your mantel...
...publish your story, which you believe has come to its end...
What do you mean, believe has come to an end?
It has, hasn't it?
Oh, Bilbo Baggins, if you really understood that ring...
...as someday members of your family not yet born will...
...then you'd realize that this story has not ended...
...but is only beginning.