Martin Freeman: Bilbo

The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug

Bilbo

Gandalf: You've changed, Bilbo Baggins. You're not the same Hobbit as the one who left the Shire...
Bilbo Baggins: I was going to tell you... I found something in the Goblin tunnels.
Gandalf: Found what? What did you find?
Bilbo Baggins: [pause]
Bilbo Baggins: My courage.
Gandalf: Good... well, that's good. You'll need it.

Bilbo Baggins: I did not come to steal from you, O Smaug the Unassessably Wealthy. I merely wanted to gaze upon your magnificence, to see if you really were as great as the old tales say. I did not believe them.
Smaug: [strikes a pose] And do you, NOW?
Bilbo Baggins: Truly, tales and songs fall utterly short of your enormity, O Smaug the Stupendous...
Smaug: Do you think flattery will keep you alive?
Bilbo Baggins: No, no...
Smaug: No, indeed!

Smaug: You seem familiar with my name, but I don't remember smelling your kind before. Who are you and where do you come from, may I ask?
Bilbo Baggins: I come from under the hill...
Smaug: Underhill?
Bilbo Baggins: ...and under hills and over hills my paths lead. And through the air! I am he who walks unseen!
Smaug: Impressive. What else do you claim to be?
[leans forward to smell Bilbo]
Bilbo Baggins: L-Luck-Wearer... R-Riddle-Maker...
Smaug: Lovely titles... Go on.
Bilbo Baggins: Barrel-Rider!
Smaug: Barrels! Now that is interesting!

Smaug: You think you can deceive me, Barrel-Rider? You have come from Lake Town! This is some sort of scheme hatched between these filthy dwarves and those miserable tub-trading Lakemen, those snivelling cowards with their Longbows and Black Arrows! Perhaps it is time I paid them a visit!
Bilbo Baggins: Oh, no... This isn't their fault! Wait! You can not go to Lake Town!
Smaug: You care about them, do you? Good! Then you can watch them DIE!

Smaug: It's Oakenshield. That filthy Dwarvish usurper! He sent you in here for the Arkenstone, didn't he?
Bilbo Baggins: No no no no no, I have no idea what you're talking about...
Smaug: Don't bother denying it! I guessed his foul purpose some time ago! But it matters not. Oakenshield's quest will fail. A darkness is coming. It will spread to every corner of the land!

Smaug: You are being used, Thief in the Shadows. You were only ever a means to an end. The coward Oakenshield has weighed the value of your life and found it worth nothing...
Bilbo Baggins: No. No! You're lying!

Smaug: And what about your little dwarf friends? Where are they hiding?
Bilbo Baggins: Dwarves... No. No dwarves here. You've got that all wrong.
Smaug: Oh, I don't think so, Barrel-Rider! They sent you in here to do their dirty work, while they skulk about outside!
Bilbo Baggins: Truly, you are mistaken, O Smaug Chiefest and Greatest of All Calamities...
Smaug: You have nice manners for a thief, and a LIAR! I know the smell and taste of dwarves, no one better!

Thorin Oakenshield: [after putting in the key and opening the door] Erebor.
Balin: [In tears] Thorin.
Thorin Oakenshield: I know these walls. These halls. This stone. Do you remember it Balin? Chambers filled with golden light.
Balin: I remember.
Gloin: [Reading the Dwarvish writing in the stone] Herein lies the 7th kingdom of Durin's folk. May the heart of the mountain unite all dwarves in defense of this home.
Balin: The throne of the king.
Bilbo Baggins: [Observing the carving] And what's that, above it?
Balin: The arkenstone.
Bilbo Baggins: And what's that?
Thorin Oakenshield: That, Master Burglar, is why you are here.

Bilbo Baggins: You do know we're one short; where's Bofur?
Thorin Oakenshield: If he's not here, we leave him behind.
Balin: We have to, if we're to find the door before nightfall. We can risk no more delays.

[Smaug is about to kill Thorin]
Thorin Oakenshield: [to Bilbo] NOW!
Bilbo Baggins: [jumping and grabbing the dwarvian lever] Argh!
[water spews out of the spouts]
Smaug: [roars; ready to breath fire] Arrgh...
[the water hits Smaug, cooling him off and distinguishing the fire in his lungs]

Smaug: [searching for the invisible Bilbo; menacingly] Well... Thief! I can smell you... I can hear your breath, I can feel your breath... Where-Are-You?
[comes really close to Bilbo, who begins to lose his nerve]
Smaug: Where are you?
[Out of fright, Bilbo takes off running. Smaug chases after him. Bilbo hides behind one of the columns]
Smaug: [calmly] Come now... Don't be shy. Step into the light.
[creeps towards Bilbo's hiding place]
Smaug: There is something you carry... Something made of gold. Except only much... more... Precious...
[Bilbo is assaulted by Sauron's eye and quickly takes the ring off. He sees Smaug's piercing eye in front of him. Bilbo gasps, startled]
Smaug: There you are... thief in the shadows.
Bilbo Baggins: I-I didn't come to steal, Smaug the inaccessibly wealthy. I only wanted to gaze upon your magnificence, and what the old tales say is true.
[whimpers]
Bilbo Baggins: But I did not believe them!
[Smaug fluidly slinks away and does a pose of grandiose]
Smaug: [proudly; his voice resonating] And DO YOU NOW?
Bilbo Baggins: [in awe] Yes... Yes, what the stories said is true.

Bilbo Baggins: [whispering] Everyone, climb into the barrels! Quickly!
Dwalin: Are you mad? They'll find us!
Bilbo Baggins: No, no they won't, I promise you. Please, please, you must trust me.
[silence]
Thorin Oakenshield: Do as he says.
[They do so, and Bilbo does a head count]
Bofur: [pokes his head out] What do we do now?
[All the dwarves poke their heads out]
Bilbo Baggins: Hold your breath.
Bofur: Hold me breath? What do you mean...?
[All the dwarves yell as Bilbo pulls the lever opening the trap door, spilling the barrels into the river]

[Thorin's Company has reached Erebor; they gaze out at a distant dilapidated city]
Bilbo Baggins: What is this place?
Balin: It was once the City of Dale. Now it is a ruin. The Desolation of Smaug.
Thorin Oakenshield: [looks to the sky] The sun will soon reach midday. We must find the hidden door into the Mountain before it sets. This way!
[walks away]
Bilbo Baggins: Wait!
[Thorin stops to look at him]
Bilbo Baggins: Is this... the overlook? Gandalf said to meet him here. On no account were we to...
Thorin Oakenshield: Do you see him? We have no time to wait upon the wizard. We're on our own. Come!
[Thorin leads the Company away; Bilbo looks back at Dale in worry, then follows]

Bilbo Baggins: This forest... feels... sick, as if a disease lies upon it. Is there no way around?
Gandalf the Grey: Not unless we go 200 miles north or twice that distance... south.

Dori: Look, a tobacco pouch. There's dwarves in these woods.
Bofur: Dwarves from the Blue Mountains, no less. This is exactly the same as mine.
Bilbo Baggins: Because it *is* yours, you understand? We're going around in circles. We are lost!
Thorin Oakenshield: We're not lost. We keep heading east.
Oin: But which way *is* east?