The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey Page #2

Hmm.

Can I help you?

That remains to be seen.

I'm looking for someone

to share in an adventure.

An adventure?

No, I don't imagine anyone west of Bree

would have much interest in adventures.

Nasty, disturbing, uncomfortable things.

Make you late for dinner. Heh, heh.

Mm. Huh.

Hmm.

Oh. Ah.

Good morning.

To think that I should have lived

to be "good morninged"...

...by Belladonna Took's son

as if I were selling buttons at the door.

Beg Your pardon?

You've changed, and not entirely

for the better, Bilbo Baggins.

I'm sorry, do I know you?

Well, you know my name,

although you don't remember I belong to it.

I'm Gandalf.

And Gandalf means...

...me.

Gandalf?

Not Gandalf the wandering Wizard...

...who made such excellent fireworks?

Old Took used to have them on

Midsummer's Eve. Heh, heh. Ahem.

No idea you were still in business.

And where else should I be?

Where else...? Ahem.

Well, I'm pleased to find you remember

something about me...

...even if it's only my fireworks.

Yes. Well, that's decided.

It'll be very good for you...

...and most amusing for me.

I shall inform the others.

Inform the who? What?

No. No. No... Wait.

We do not want any adventures here,

thank you. Not today. Not...

I suggest you try Over the Hill

or Across the Water.

Good morning.

Dwalin, at your service.

Hm. Uh...

Bilbo Baggins, at yours.

Do we know each other?

No.

Which way, laddie?

Is it down here?

Is what down where?

Supper.

He said there'd be food and lots of it.

He... He said? Who said?

Mmm.

Mmm.

Very good, this. Any more?

What? Oh, yes, yes. Ah.

Help yourself.

Hmm. It's just that, um,

I wasn't expecting company.

That'll be the door.

Balin, at your service.

- Good evening.

- Yes. Yes, it is.

- Though I think it might rain later.

- Hm?

Am I late?

Late for what?

Oh! Ha, ha!

Evening, brother.

By my beard...

...you're shorter and

wider than last we met.

Wider, not shorter.

Sharp enough for both of us.

Uh, excuse me? Sorry, I hate to interrupt.

But the thing is, I'm not entirely sure

you're in the right house.

Have you eaten?

It's not that I don't like visitors.

I like visitors as much as the next Hobbit.

But I do like to know them

before they come visiting.

- What is this?

- I don't know.

- I think it's cheese. Gone blue.

- It's riddled with mold.

The thing is, I don't know either of you.

Not in the slightest.

I don't mean to be blunt,

but I had to speak my mind.

- I'm sorry.

- You think...?

Apology accepted.

- Ah.

- Now, fill it up, brother, don't stint.

- You wanna get stuck in?

- I could eat again if you insist, brother.

- Fili.

- And Kili.

At your service.

- You must be Mr. Boggins.

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