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Was that a wolf?

Are there wolves out there?

Wolves?

No, that is not a wolf.

THORIN: Kili!

Get your bow!

Warg scouts.

Which means an Orc pack is not far behind.

Orc pack?

Who did you tell about your quest beyond your kin?

No one.

Who did you tell?

No one, I swear.

What in Durin’s name is going on?

You are being hunted.

We have to get out of here.

We can’t.

We have no ponies.

ORI: They bolted.

I’ll draw them off.

These are Gundabad Wargs.

They will outrun you.

These are Rhosgobel rabbits.

I’d like to see them try.

RADAGAST: Come on!

Come on!

Come and get me!

Ha, ha!

Come on.

Stay together.

Move!

THORIN: Ori, no!

Get back.

All of you, come on.

Quick!

Where are you leading us?

GANDALF: Move!

Run!

There they are!

This way!

Quickly!

There’s more coming!

THORIN: Kili!

Shoot them!

We’re surrounded!

DORI: Where’s Gandalf?

DWALIN: He’s abandoned us.

Hold your ground!

This way, you fools!

THORIN: Come on, move!

Quickly!

All of you!

BOFUR: Come on!

THORIN: Go, go, go!

Eight, nine, 10.

Kili!

Run!

Elves.

DWALIN: I cannot see where the pathway leads.

Do we follow it or no?

Follow it, of course.

I think that would be wise.

GLOIN: Come on now, brother.

The Valley of Imladris.

ln the common tongue, it’s known by another name.

Rivendell.

GANDALF: Here lies the Last Homely House East of the Sea.

This was your plan all along.

To seek refuge with our enemy.

You have no enemies here,

Thorin Oakenshield.

The only ill will to be found in this valley is that which you bring yourself.

You think the Elves will give our quest their blessing?

They will try to stop us.

Of course they will.

But we have questions that need to be answered.

If we are to be successful, this will need to be handled with tact And respect And no small degree of charm.

Which is why you will leave the talking to me.

LINDIR: Mithrandir.

Ah.

Lindir.

Stay sharp.

I must speak with Lord Elrond.

My Lord Elrond is not here.

Not here?

Where is he?

THORIN: Close ranks!

Gandalf.

Lord Elrond.

Strange for Orcs to come so close to our borders.

Something or someone has drawn them near.

That may have been us.

Welcome, Thorin, son of Thrain.

I do not believe we have met.

You have your grandfather’s bearing.

I knew Thror when he ruled Under the Mountain.

Indeed?

He made no mention of you.

GLOIN: What is he saying?

Does he offer us insult?

No, Master Gloin, he’s offering you food.

Well, in that case, lead on.

BOFUR: Hey.

Come on.

Try it.

Just a mouthful.

I don’t like green food.

Where’s the meat?

Have they got any chips?

Kind of you to invite us.

Not really dressed for dinner.

Well, you never are.

This is Orcrist, the Goblin-cleaver.

A famous blade forged by the High Elves of the West, my kin.

May it serve you well.

And this is Glamdring the Foehammer.

Sword of the King of Gondolin.

These were made for the Goblin Wars of the First Age.

I wouldn’t bother, laddie.

Swords are named for the great deeds they do in war.

What are you saying, my sword hasn’t seen battle?

I’m not actually sure it is a sword.

More of a letter opener, really.

How did you come by these?

We found them in a Troll-hoard on the Great East Road shortly before we were ambushed by Orcs.

And what were you doing on the Great East Road?

THORIN: Our business is no concern of Elves.

GANDALF: For goodness sake, Thorin, show him the map.

lt is the legacy of my people.

lt is mine to protect, as are its secrets.

Save me from the stubbornness of Dwarves.

Your pride will be your downfall.

You stand in the presence of one of the few in Middle-earth who can read that map.

Show it to Lord Elrond.

Thorin, no.

Erebor.

What is your interest in this map?

It’s mainly academic.

As you know, this sort of artifact sometimes contains hidden text.

You still read ancient Dwarvish, do you not?

Moon runes?

Of course.

An easy thing to miss.

ELROND: Well, in this case, that is true.

Moon runes can only be read by the light of a moon of the same shape and season as the day on which they were written.

Can you read them?

ELROND: These runes were written on a Midsummer’s Eve by the light of a crescent moon nearly 200 years ago.

lt would seem you were meant to come to Rivendell.

Fate is with you, Thorin Oakenshield.

The same moon shines upon us tonight.