The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey Page #5

I'll give him a taste of Dwarfish iron

right up his jacksie!

- Good lad, Ori!

- Sit down.

The task would be difficult enough

with an army behind us...

...but we number just 13.

And not 13 of the best...

...nor brightest.

Here, who are you calling dim?

Sorry, what did he say?

We may be few in number...

...but we're fighters, all of us,

to the last Dwarf.

And you forget,

we have a Wizard in our company.

Gandalf will have killed

hundreds of dragons in his time.

Oh, well, no. I wouldn't say...

- How many, then?

- What?

Well, how many dragons have you killed?

Go on. Give us a number.

Excuse me. Please.

If we have read these signs...

...do you not think others

will have read them too?

Rumors have begun to spread.

The dragon, Smaug,

has not been seen for 60 years.

Eyes look east to the

mountain, assessing...

...wondering, weighing the risk.

Perhaps the vast wealth of our people

now lies unprotected.

Do we sit back while others claim

what is rightfully ours?

Or do we seize this chance

to take back Erebor?

You forget, the Front Gate is sealed.

There is no way into the mountain.

That, my dear Balin, is not entirely true.

How come you by this?

It was given to me by your father.

By Thrain. For safekeeping.

It is yours now.

If there is a key...

...there must be a door.

These runes speak of a hidden

passage to the Lower Halls.

There's another way in.

Well, if we can find it,

but Dwarf doors are invisible when closed.

The answer lies hidden somewhere

in this map...

...and I do not have the skill to find it.

But there are others in Middle-earth

who can.

The task I have in mind

will require a great deal of stealth...

...and no small amount of courage.

But if we are careful and clever,

I believe that it can be done.

That's why we need a burglar.

Hmm. And a good one too.

An expert, I'd imagine.

And are you?

Am I what?

He said he's an expert. Hey.

Me? No. No, no, no. I'm not a burglar.

I've never stolen a thing in my life.

Well, I'm afraid I have to agree

with Mr. Baggins.

He's hardly burglar material.

Nope.

Aye, the Wild is no place for gentle folk who

can neither fight nor fend for themselves.

He's just fine.

Enough!

If I say Bilbo Baggins is a burglar,

then a burglar he is.

Hobbits are remarkably light on their feet.

In fact, they can pass unseen by most,

if they choose.

And, while the dragon is accustomed

to the smell of Dwarf...

...the scent of a Hobbit

is all but unknown to him...

...which gives us a distinct advantage.

You asked me to find the 14th member of

this company and I have chosen Mr. Baggins.

There's a lot more to him

than appearances suggest.

And he's got a great deal more to offer

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