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Bain!

Sigrid!

Get down!

Listen!

Gather the women and children.

Take them to the Great Hall and barricade the door.

You understand?

You must not come out for any reason.

We want to stay with you!

Show your father some respect.

You leave it to me sire.

You heard him.

We make for the Great Hall.

Alfrid!

Women and children only.

I need every man fighting.

See that you return.

I’ll get them to safety, sire.

Then my sword is yours to command.

Get up!

Look after them.

Shift it, granny!

Make for the Great Hall!

Out of my way!

Abandon the cripples!

You buggers!

Where’s Thorin?

We need him!

Where is he?

Fall back!

Since when do we forsake our own people?

Thorin they are dying out there.

There are halls beneath halls within this Mountain.

Places we can fortify shore up, make safe.

Yes.

Yes that is it.

We must move the gold further underground to safety.

Did you hear me?

Dain is surrounded.

They’re being slaughtered, Thorin.

Many die in war.

Life is cheap.

But a treasure such as this cannot be counted in lives lost.

It is worth all the blood we can spend.

You sit here in these vast halls with a crown upon your head and yet you are lesser now than you have ever been.

Do not speak to me as if I were some lowly Dwarf Lord as if.

I were still Thorin Oaken shield.

I am your king!

You were always my king.

You used to know that once You cannot see what you have become.

Go.

Get out.

Before I kill you.

You sit here with a crown upon your head.

You are lesser now than you have ever been.

But a treasure such as this cannot be counted in lives lost.

A sickness lies upon that treasure.

The blind ambition of a Mountain King.

Am I not the king?

This gold is ours.

And ours alone. I will not part with a single coin.

He could not see beyond his own desire!

As if I were some lowly Dwarf Lord.

Thorin Oakenshield.

A sickness which drove your grandfather mad.

This is Thorin son of Thrain, son of Thror!

I am not my grandfather.

I am not my grandfather.

You are the heir to the Throne of Durin.

They are dying out there.

Take back Erebor.

Dain is surrounded.

Dying Is surrounded,.

Dying Take back your homeland.

You are changed, Thorin.

I am not my grandfather.

Is this treasure truly worth more than your honor?

I am not my grandfather.

This treasure wilt be your death!

Fall back!

Fall back to the Mountain!

Fall back!

I will not hide behind a wall of stone while others fight our battles for us!

It is not in my blood, Thorin.

No.

It is not.

We are sons of Durin.

And Durin’s Folk do not flee from a fight.

I have no right to ask this of any of you.

But will you follow me one last time?

Thorin.

To the king!

To the king!

The Dwarves.

They’re rallying.

They’re rallying to their king.

Any man who wants to give their last follow me!

I say we stand with our men in life and in death.

I’m with you.

Arm yourselves.

Come with us.

No, no, no.

You leave an old woman be.

Don’t be afraid.

I said, get off!

Alfrid Lickspittle.

You are a coward.

“Coward”?

Not every man’s brave enough to wear a corset.

You’re not a man.

You’re a weasel.

Dain!

Thorin!

Hold on!

I’m coming!

Hey, cousin!

What took you so long?

There’s too many of these buggers, Thorin.

I hope you’ve got a plan.

Aye.

We’re going to take out their leader.

Azog?

I’m gonna kill that piece of filth.

Lead on!

We may yet survive this.

Gandalf!

It’s Thorin.

And Fili, Kili and Dwalin.

He’s taking his best warriors.

To do what?

To cut the head off the snake.

Die!

Gandalf!

Legolas.