The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies Page #5

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What choice did we have

but to barter our birthright...

...for blankets and food?

To ransom...

...our future in exchange

for our freedom?

You call that a fair trade?

Tell me...

...Bard the Dragon-Slayer...

...why should I honor such terms?

Because you gave us your word.

Does that mean nothing?

Be gone!

Ere our arrows...

...fly!

What are you doing?

You cannot go to war.

- This does not concern you.

- Excuse me...

...but in case you haven't noticed,

there is an army of Elves out there.

Not to mention several hundred

angry fishermen.

We are, in fact, outnumbered.

Not for much longer.

What does that mean?

It means, Master Baggins...

...you should never underestimate Dwarves.

We have reclaimed Erebor.

Now...

...we defend it.

He will give us nothing.

Such a pity.

Still...

- ...you tried.

- I do not understand.

Why?

Why would he risk war?

It is fruitless to reason with them.

They understand...

...only one thing.

We attack at dawn.

Are you with us?

Aye.

Master Baggins, come here.

You're going to need this.

Put it on.

This vest is made of silver steel.

Mithril...

...it was called by my forebears.

No blade can pierce it.

I look absurd.

I'm not a warrior, I'm a Hobbit.

It is a gift.

A token of our friendship.

True friends are hard to come by.

I have been blind...

...but now I begin to see.

I am betrayed.

Betrayed?

The Arkenstone.

One of them has taken it.

One of them is false.

Thorin...

...the Quest is fulfilled,

you've won the Mountain.

Is that not enough?

- Betrayed by my own kin.

- Now, uh...

...you made a promise

to the people of Lake-town.

Now, is this treasure...

...truly worth more than your honor?

Our honor, Thorin. I was also there.

I gave my word.

For that, I am grateful.

It was nobly done, but the treasure...

...does not belong to the people...

...of Lake-town.

This gold...

...is ours.

And ours alone.

By my life...

...I will not part...

...with a single coin.

Not...

...one...

...piece of it.

Gundabad.

What lies beyond?

An old enemy.

The ancient kingdom...

...of Angmar.

This fortress was once its stronghold.

It is where they kept their great armories.

Forged their weapons of war.

A light. I saw movement.

We wait for the cover of night.

It is a fell place, Tauriel.

In another age, our people waged war...

...on those lands.

My mother died there.

My father does not speak of it.

There is no grave.

No memory.

Nothing.

- Unh!

- Let me through!

Make way!

No, no.

No! Oi! You!

Pointy hat!

Yes.

You. We don't want no tramps, beggars...

...nor vagabonds here.

We got enough trouble

without the likes of you.

Off you go. On your horse.

Who's in charge here?

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