The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey (2012) Poster

Ken Stott: Balin



  • Balin : It's just the usual; summary of out-of-pocket expenses, time required, remuneration, funeral arrangements, so forth.

    Bilbo Baggins : Funeral arrangements?

    [reads contract] 

    Bilbo Baggins : Oh, up to but not exceeding one fourteenth total profit if any. Seems fair. Present company shall not be liable for injuries including but not limited to laceration, evisceration... incineration?

    Bofur : Oh, aye. He'll melt the flesh off your bones in the blink of an eye.

    Balin : You all right, laddie?

    Bilbo Baggins : Yeah, I'll be. Feel a bit faint

    Bofur : Think furnace, with wings.

    Bilbo Baggins : Yeah, I-I-I need air

    Bofur : Flash of light, searing pain, then poof, you're nothing more than a pile of ash.

    Bilbo Baggins : [long pause]  Nope.


    Gandalf : Very helpful, Bofur.

  • Balin : [after overhearing Bilbo tell Gandalf he will not join the Dwarves on their journey]  It appears we have lost our burglar. Probably for the best. The odds were always against us. After all, what are we? Merchants, miners, tinkerers, toy-makers. Hardly the stuff of legend.

    Thorin Oakenshield : There are a few warriors amongst us.

    Balin : Old warriors.

    Thorin Oakenshield : I would take each and every one of these Dwarves over an army from the Iron Hills. For when I called upon them, they answered. Loyalty. Honor. A willing heart... I can ask no more than that.

    Balin : You don't have to do this. You have a choice. You've done honorably by our people. You have built a new life for us in the Blue Mountains, a life of peace, and plenty. A life that is worth more than all the gold in Erebor.

    Thorin Oakenshield : [He holds up the key Gandalf has given him]  From my grandfather to my father, this has come to me. They dreamt of the day when the Dwarves of Erebor would reclaim their homeland. There is no choice Balin. Not for me.

    Balin : Then we are with you, laddie. We will see it done.

  • Balin : Don't mind him, laddie. Thorin has more cause than most to hate Orcs. After the dragon took the Lonely Mountain, King Thror tried to reclaim the ancient dwarf kingdom of Moria... but our enemy had got there first. Moria had been taken by legions of Orcs, led by the most vile of all their race, Azog the Defiler. The giant Gundabad Orc had sworn to wipe out the line of Durin. He began by beheading the King. Thrain, Thorin's father, was driven mad by grief. He went missing, taken prisoner or killed; we did not know. We were leaderless, defeat and death were upon us. That is when I saw him; the young dwarf prince facing down the Pale Orc. He stood alone against this terrible foe, his armour rent, wielding nothing but an oaken branch as a shield... Azog the Defiler learned that day that the line of Durin would not be so easily broken. Our forces rallied and drove the Orcs back; our enemy had been defeated... but there was no feast or songs that night, for our dead were beyond the count of grief. We few had survived and I thought to myself then 'There is one I could follow. There is one I could call King'.

  • Balin : Ohhh! Evening, brother.

    Dwalin : By my beard, you're shorter and wider than last time we met.

    Balin : Wider, not shorter. But sharp enough for the both of us.

  • Balin : What news from the meeting in Ered Luin? Did they all come?

    Thorin Oakenshield : Aye, envoys from all seven kingdoms.

    Balin : Ah, all of them!

    Dwalin : And what did the Dwarves of the Iron Hills say? Is Dain with us?

    Thorin Oakenshield : They will not come. They say this quest is ours and ours alone.

  • Balin : I have to agree with Mr. Baggins, he is hardly burglar material.

    Dwalin : Aye, the wild is no place for gentle folk who can neither fight nor fend for themselves.

  • Elrond : This is Orcrist, the Goblin Cleaver, a famous blade. Made by the High Elves of the West, my kin.

    [hands it back to Thorin] 

    Elrond : May it serve you well.

    [unsheathes Gandalf's sword] 

    Elrond : And this is Glamdring, the Foe-Hammer, sword of the King of Gondolin. These swords were made for the Goblin Wars long ago...

    [Bilbo curiously looks at his own sword's blade] 

    Balin : Wouldn't bother, lad. Swords are named for the great deeds they do in war.

    Bilbo Baggins : What are you saying? That my sword hasn't seen battle?

    Balin : Not actually sure it is a sword. More of a letter opener, really.

  • Great Goblin : [about his "Goblin Town" song]  Catchy, isn't it? It's one of my own, personal compositions.

    Balin : [appalled]  That's not a song...


    Balin : It's an ABOMINATION!

    [the other dwarves shout and jeer in angry agreement] 

    Great Goblin : Abominations, disfigurations, mutilations, and repulsions... That's all you're going to find down here.

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