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TheHobbit:AnUnexpectedJourneyMovieTranscript

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TheHobbit

[Thescenestartsoffblack.]

[Bilbo:]MydearFrodo.

[Bilbolightsamatch,thenusesittolightacandle.HewalksthroughahallwayinBagEnd,carryingthecandle.]

[Bilbo:]YouaskedmeoneonceifIhadtoldyoueverythingtherewastoknowaboutmyadventures.
AndwhileIcanhonestlysayIhavetoldyouthetruth,Imaynothavetoldyouallofit.

[Bilboopensachest.HeglanceswithfascinationandrecollectionatSting,hisswordinitssheath,andreaches
outtotouchit.Atthelastsecond,hehurriedlyrestrainshimselfandpullsoutalargeredbookfromthechest
instead.Sittingdownathisdeskandopeningthebook,heseesadrawingofhisyoungerself.Hepicksupthe
pictureandgazesatit.]

[Bilbo:]Iamoldnow,Frodo.ImnotthesameHobbitIoncewas.

[Bilbodipshisquillinapotofink,andpoisestowriteinthebook.Hebeginswriting.]

[Bilbo:]Ithinkitistimeforyoutoknowwhatreallyhappened.Itbeganlongagoinalandfarawayto
theeast,thelikeofwhichyouwillnotfindintheworldtoday.

[ThecamerafadesawayfromBilboinhisstudyandbeginspanningoveramapofMiddleearth.Weseeacity,
Dale,fullofhumansanddwarveswalkinghappilythroughmarketsandbazaars.]

[Bilbo:]TherewasthecityofDale.Itsmarketsknownfarandwide,fullofthebountiesofvineand
vale.Peaceful,andprosperous.Forthiscitylaybeforethedoorsofthegreatestkingdomin
Middleearth:Erebor.StrongholdofThror,KingundertheMountain,mightiestofthedwarflords.

[ThecameraswoopsoverthecityofDaleandrevealsanenormousmountainjustbehindthecityamassive
gatewayhasbeenbuiltintothesideofthemountain,flankedbyhumongousstonestatuesofdwarfs.Wesee
ThrorandhissonThraininsidethecastle,lookingoutofthebattlementsandobservingtheirdomains.The
camerapansthroughthecityofErebor,seeingvastchambersandmassive,carvedstatues.Throrsitsonhis
throneashisson,Thrainapproacheshimhisgrandson,Thorin,standsathisrightside.]

[Bilbo:]Throrruledwithuttersurety,neverdoubtinghishousewouldendure,forhislinelaysecure
inthelivesofhissonandgrandson.Ahhh,Frodo,Ereborbuiltdeepwithinthemountainitself,the
beautyofthisfortresscitywaslegend.

[ThecamerapansoverthevastgoldquarrieswithinErebordwarveswithmagnifyinglensessiftthroughpiles
ofrarejewelssmithspoundmetalwithmallets.Adwarfquarryingforgoldseesaglowintherockhepeels
awaytherockandfindsabeautiful,glowinggem,theArkenstone.]

[Bilbo:]Itswealthlayintheearth,inpreciousgemshewedfromrock,andingreatseamsofgold,
runninglikeriversthroughstone.Theskillofthedwarveswasunequaled,fashioningobjectsofgreat
beautyoutofdiamond,emerald,ruby,andsapphire.Evertheydelveddeeper,downintothedark.And
thatiswheretheyfoundit.Theheartofthemountain.TheArkenstone.ThrornamedittheKings
Jewel.Hetookitasasign,asignthathishisrighttorulewasdivine.Allwouldpayhomagetohim,
eventhegreatElvenking,Thranduil.

[TheArkenstonehasbeenplacedinaspecialpedestalonThrorsthroneashesitsonhisthrone,flankedby
hisson,grandson,andotherofficers,Thranduilandhisaidesapproach.]

[Bilbo:]Buttheyearsofpeaceandplentywerenottolast.Slowly,thedaysturnedsour,andthe
watchfulnightsclosedin.Throrsloveofgoldhadgrowntoofierce.Asicknesshadbeguntogrow
withinhimitwasasicknessofthemind.Andwheresicknessthrives,badthingswillfollow.

[AshadowbeginstocoverthemassivegatesofErebor.Throrwalksthroughhismassiveroomsfullof
treasure,lookingconsumedwithgreed.Thorinwatcheshimfromadistance,thenslowlyretreatsintoa
shadow.]

[Sometimelater,apaperdragonkiteisbeingflownoverDale,alongwithotherchildrenskites.Suddenly,a
greatwindcomes,blowingthetreesonthemountainsideuntilthebendandcreak.ThorinandBalin,afellow
dwarf,rushtothebattlementsandlookforanysignofdanger.]

[Bilbo:]Thefirsttheyheardwasanoiselikeahurricanecomingdownfromthenorth.Thepineson
themountaincreakedandcrackedinahot,drywind.

[Thorin:]Balin,soundthealarm.Callouttheguard.Doitnow!

[Balin:]Whatisit?

[Thorin,lookingworried,yellstoeveryoneinthehalls.]

[Thorin:]Dragon.Dragon!!!

[Aroarsounds,andtorrentsoffirerainalloverEreborThorinpullsBalinbehindapillarjustintimetosavehim
frombeingburned.]

[Bilbo:]Itwasafiredrakefromthenorth.Smaughadcome.

[Thekitesfromearlieraresuddenlyburnedaway.ThepeopleinthetownofDalescreaminfearandpanicas
Smaugdestroystheircity,settingfiretomanybuildingsanddemolishingothers.Weonlyseeslightglimpsesof
Smaugasheswoopsabout,breathingfireanddestroyingbuildingsbysmashingintothem.Alittlegirlcriesas
shewatchesherdollburninthestreet.]

[Bilbo:]Suchwantondeathwasdealtthatday,forthiscityofmenwasnothingtoSmaughiseyewas
setonanotherprize.Fordragonscovetgold,withadarkandfiercedesire.

[ThorinandThror,alongwithmanyotherDwarfsoldiers,waitwithweaponsreadybehindthegatesofErebor.]

[Thorin:]Standfirm!

[FireburststhroughcracksinthegatesasSmaugtriestosmashhiswayin.Smaugsoonbreaksthroughthe
gateofEreborandstartskillingdwarvesleftandright,tramplingthemandburningthem.Thorinisnearly
steppedonbythedragon,butheescapes.ThrorfearfullyrunstohisthroneanddetachestheArkenstone,
runningawaywithit.Asherunsthroughadoorway,heseesSmauginfrontofhimtripping,hedropsthe
Arkenstone,anditrollsintoamassivepileofgold.]

[Thror:]No!

[Thorinappearsanddragshimaway.]

[Bilbo:]Ereborwaslost,foradragonwillguardhisplunderaslongashelives.

[AsthedwarvesrunawayfromErebor,theyseeKingThranduilandhiselvesapproachingthemountain.
ThorinandtheothersscreamtotheElvestohelpthem,butThranduil,astridehisdeer,turnsaway.]

[Thorin:]Runforyourlives!Helpus!

[Bilbo:]Thranduilwouldnotriskthelivesofhiskinagainstthewrathofthedragon.Nohelpcame
fromtheelvesthatday,oranydaysince.

[Thoringlaresinangerattheretreatingelves.TheremnantsoftheDwarfkingdomslowlyjourneyacrossvast,
swampylands.Thorin,atthefront,standsonamountaintopashispeoplecometohim.]

[Bilbo:]Robbedoftheirhomeland,thedwarvesofEreborwanderedthewilderness,aoncemighty
peoplebroughtlow.

[Thorinworksinacityofmenasasmithhepoundsaswordwithhismalletwithincreasingferocityandanger]

[Bilbo:]Theyoungdwarfprincetookworkwherehecouldfindit,laboringinthevillagesofmen,but
alwaysherememberedthemountainsmokebeneaththemoon,thetreesliketorchesblazingbright,for
hehadseendragonfireinthesky,andhiscityturnedtoash,andneverforgave,andheneverforgot.

[ThescenefadestoBagEndinHobbiton,wherewemetBilboearlier.Bilboisinhisstudy,writinginhisbook.]

[Bilbo:]That,mydearFrodo,iswhereIcomein.Forquitebychance,andthewillofaWizard,fate
decidedIwouldbecomepartofthistale.Itbegan,well,itbeganasyoumightexpect.Inaholeinthe
ground,therelivedaHobbit.Notanasty,dirty,wethole,fullofwormsandoozysmellsthiswasa
Hobbithole,andthatmeansgoodfood,awarmhearth,andallthecomfortsofhome.

[Frodo,eatinganapple,walksoutofBagEndandpicksupthemailfromthemailbox.Hereturnsinsideand
givesthemailtoBilbo.Bilbo,whowaslaughingwhilewritinginhisbook,quicklyquietsdownasFrodo
approacheshim.]

[Bilbo:]Thankyou.

[FrodopicksupthepictureofayoungBilbo.]

[Frodo:]Whatsthis?

[Bilbograbsbackthepicture.]

[Bilbo:]Thatisprivate.Keepyourstickypawsoff.Itsnotreadyyet.

[Frodo:]Notreadyforwhat?

[Bilbo:]Reading.

[FrodopicksupandexaminessomeoldobjectofBilbos.Bilboexaminesthepileofletters]

[Bilbo:]Whatoneartharethese?

[Frodo:]Repliestothepartyinvitations.

[Bilbo:]Oh!Goodgracious!Isittoday?

[Frodo:]Theyallsaidtheyrecoming.ExceptfortheSackvilleBagginsestheyredemandingyouask
theminperson.

[Bilbo:]Arethey,indeed?Overmydeadbody.
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[Frodo:]Theydprobablyfindthatquiteagreeable!Theyseemtothinkyouhavetunnelsoverflowing
withgold.

[Bilbo:]Itwasonesmallchest,hardlyoverflowing.Anditstillsmellsoftroll.

[Bilbostartshidinghisvaluablesinchests,jars,vases,andotherinconspicuousplaces.]

[Frodo:]Whatonearthareyoudoing?

[Bilbo:]Takingprecautions.Youknow,Icaughthermakingoffwiththesilverwareonce.

[Frodo:]Who?

[Bilbo:]LobeliaSackvilleBaggins.Shehadallmyspoonsstuffedinherpockets.Hah!Dreadful
womanmakesureyoukeepaneyeonherafterIm...whenIm...whenIm...

[Frodo:]Whenyoure...what?

[Bilbo:]Itsnothing.Nothing.

[Bilbolooksatsomepapersonatable.]

[Frodo:]Youknow,somepeoplearebeginningtowonderaboutyou,Uncle.Theythinkyoure
becomingodd.

[Bilbo:]Odd?Hmm.

[Frodo:]Unsociable.

[Bilbo:]Unsociable?Me?Nonsense.Beagoodladandputthatonthegate.

[BilbohandsFrodoasignhesmadeFrodolooksatitdubiously.]

[Goingoutside,FrodonailsthesigntothegateofBagEnd.ItsaysNOADMITTANCEEXCEPTONPARTY
BUSINESS.Bilbocomesoutsideandstretches.]

[Frodo:]Youthinkhellcome?

[Bilbo:]Who?

[Frodo:]Gandalf.

[Bilbo:]Ahhh.Hewouldntmissachancetolituphiswhizpoppers!Hellgiveusquiteashow,youll
see.

[Frodo:]Alrightthen,Imoff.

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