[gutting an infant spider that touched his ring]
Bilbo Baggins: MINE!
[slowly realizes what he has done]
Thranduil: Legolas said you fought well today. He's grown very fond of you.
Tauriel: I assure you, my Lord, Legolas thinks of me as not more than a captain of the guard.
Thranduil: Perhaps he did once. Now I'm not so sure.
Tauriel: I do not think that you would allow your son to pledge himself to a lowly
Silvan elf.
Thranduil: No... You are right, I would not. Still, he cares about you. Do not give him hope where there is none.
[Bilbo stabs a spider, who screams of it stinging]
Bilbo Baggins: Sting... That's a good name!
Necromancer: [in Black Speech] We grow in number. We grow in strength. You will lead my armies.
Azog: [in Black Speech] What of Oakenshield?
Necromancer: [in Black Speech] War is coming.
Azog: [in Black Speech, angry] You promised me his head.
Necromancer: [in Black Speech, vanishing]
Death will come to all.
Gandalf: [talking inside The Prancing Pony] I ran into some unsavory characters whilst traveling along the Greenway. They mistook me for a vagabond.
Thorin Oakenshield: I imagine they regretted that.
Gandalf: One of them was carrying a message.
[Gandalf puts the message on the table]
Gandalf: It is
Black Speech. A promise of payment.
Thorin Oakenshield: [looking at the message] For what?
Gandalf: [looking at Thorin] Your head.
Gandalf: Oh, it's you.
Radagast the Brown: Why am I here, Gandalf?
Gandalf: Trust me, Radagast. I would not have called you here without good reason.
Radagast the Brown: [Radagast removes his hat to allow the birds to hide underneath] This is not a nice place to meet.
Gandalf: No, it is
not.
[They exit the tomb]
Radagast the Brown: These are dark spells, Gandalf. Old, and full of hate. Who's buried here?
Gandalf: If he had a name, it's long since been lost. He would have been known only as a servant of evil. One of a number.
[He shines his staff into the chasm, revealing the doors of the tombs, all with the bars broken
open]
Gandalf: One of nine.
[Thrain and Gandalf come face to face with Sauron]
Thrain: Tell Thorin that I love him! Will you do that? Will you tell my grandson that I loved him?
Gandalf: You will tell him yourself!
Thrain: It is too late...
[Sauron consumes Thrain]
Gandalf: NO!
[Thorin and Co run into Beorn's house, and barely escape from a gigantic bear]
Thorin Oakenshield: What is that?
Gandalf: That is our host!
Gandalf: What have they done to you?
Thrain: I never told them! They tried to make me, but I never said a word...! Have you kept them safe, Gandalf? The map and the key?
Gandalf: I gave them to Thorin. You would be proud of him. He's taken up the quest to reclaim Erebor...
Thrain: [shocked] Erebor?
Gandalf: To retrieve the Arkenstone! Soon all the armies of the Dwarves will answer to a new king!
Thrain: No! NO! Thorin must not go near Erebor! No one must enter that mountain...! He is waiting for them. They are in league, the dragon and the One!
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!
Radagast the Brown: [looking the symbols around the tomb's door in the High Fells] These are dark spells, Gandalf. Old and full of hate. Who's buried here?
Gandalf: If he had a name, it's long since been lost. He would've been known only as a servant of evil. One of a number. One of nine.
Radagast the Brown: [after leaving the cave]
Why now, Gandalf? I don't understand.
Gandalf: The Ringwraiths have been summoned to Dol Guldur.
Radagast the Brown: But it cannot be the Necromancer. A human sorcerer could not summon such evil.
Gandalf: [suspicious] Who said it was human?