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[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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