The HOBBIT: Episode 5 . This is the 5th episode of 'The HOBBIT' The rain and the special effects were a hard pice of work.
Hope you like them!(and everything else, too :)) .
At First they had passed through hobbit-land, a wide respectable country inhabited by decent folk.
Then they came to lands where people spoke strangely, and sang songs Bilbo had never heard before.
Then they had gone on far into the lone-land, and now they reached dreary hills, rising higher and higher, dark with trees.
Everything seemed gloomy for the weather that day had taken a nasty turn. Mostly it had been as good as May can be, even in merry tales, but now it was cold and wet.
It was nearly night when they stopped, and Thorin muttered something about supper and "where shall we get a dry patch to sleep on?"
They moved to a clump of trees, and though it was drier under them, the wind shook the rain off the leaves.
Not until then did they notice that Gandalf was missing. He had eaten most, talked most and laughed most. But now he simply was not there at all.
"Just when a wizard would have been most useful, too," groaned Dori and Nori (who shared the hobbit's views about regular meals, plenty and often)
Also the mischief seemed to have got into the fire. Dwarves can make a fire almost anywhereout of everything; but they could not do it today, not even Oin and Gloin who were specially good at it.
"Let me try, Oin! You have already tried it long enough and nothing happened!"
-"That is, because the wood that YOU collected is too wet, Oin!"
Then suddenly, Balin, who was always their look-out man, said: "There's a light over there!"
When they had looked at it for some while, they fell to arguing. some said "no" and some said "yes". Some said they could but go and see, and anything was better than little supper, less breakfast and wet clothes at the night.
"These parts are none too well known," said Bofur "and are too near the mountains. travellers seldom come this way now. The old maps are no use: Things have changed for the worse and the road is unguarded."
"Where has Gandalf got to?" asked Fili. This remark was repeated by everybody.
"After all we have got a burglar with us," said Thorin "You must go on and find out all about that light, and what it is for, and if all is perfectly safe and canny."
Off Bilbo had to go. At any rate hobbits can move quietly in woods, absolutely quietly.
As for Bilbo walking primly towards the red light, I don't suppose even a weasel would have stirred a whisker at it.
So naturally he got right up to the fire... And this is what he saw:
Three very large trolls sitting around a very large fire of beech-logs. They were toasting mutton on long spits of wood and licking the gravy off their fingers.
"Mutton yesterday, mutton today, and blimey, if it don't look like mutton again tomorrer," said one of the trolls.
"Never blinking bit of manflesh have we had for long enough," said a second "What the 'ell William was a-thinkin' of to bring us into these parts at all, beats me."
"Shut your mouth, Tom!" said William "Yer can't expect folk to stop here for ever just to be et by you and Bert. You've et a village and a half between yer, since we came down from the mountains. How much more d' yer want?"
After Bilbo had heard this all, he wished himself a hundred miles away, and yet- and yet somehow he could not go straight back to Thorin and Company emptyhanded.
Then he plucked up courage and put his little hand in William's enormous pocket. There was a purse in it, as big as a bag to Bilbo... But trolls' purses are the mischief, and this was no exception.
"Ere, 'oo are you?"
William turned around at once and grabbed Bilbo by the neck. "Blimey, Bert, look what I've copped!"
"What is it?" asked Bert.
- "Lumme if I knows! What are yer?"
"Bilbo Baggins, a bur- a hobbit, " said poor Bilbo.
" A burrahobbit? What's a burrahobbit got to do in my pocket, anyways?" said William.
"And can yer cook 'em?" asked Tom.
"Yer can try," said Bert.
"Here you, are there any more of your sort a-sneakin' in these here woods, yer nassty little rabbit?"
"Yes, lots," said Bilbo, before he remembered not to give his friends away. "No, none at all, not one," he said immediately afterwards.
"Poor little blighter," said William. "We had already had our supper. Let him go!"
"No,not till he says what he means by lots and none at all," said Bert.
- "I won't have it, I caught him anyway."
- "You're a fat fool, Bill Huggins!"
- "And I won't take that from you, Bert!"
Then there was a gorgeous row and the trolls had almost forgotten about Bilbo who hid behind a tree again.
Right in the middle of the fight up came Balin. The dwarves had heard noises from a distance, and after waiting for some time for Bilbo to come back, they started off one by one to creep towards the light as quietly as they could.
Before Balin , who was wondering where in all this commotion Bilbo was, knew what was happening, a sack was over his head, and he was down.
"There's more to come yet," said Tom, "or I'm mightly mistook. Lots and none at all, it is," said he. "No burrahobbits, but lots of these here dwarves. That's about the shape of it!"
"I reckon you're right," said Bert, "and we'd best get out of the light."
And so they did. With sacks in their hands they waited in the shadows...
... And soon the dwarves lay with sacks over their heads near the fire.
Thorin came last- and he was not caught unawares. "What's all this trouble? Who has been knocking my people about?"
"It's trolls!" said Bilbo from behind a tree. "They're hiding in the bushes with sacks!"
"O! are they?" said Thorin and he jumped foward to the fire, before they could leap on him.
He caught up a big branch all on fire at one end and Bert got that end in his eye before he could step aside.
Bilbo caught hold of Tom's leg - as well as he could...
...but he was sent spinning up into the top of some bushes, when Tom kicked the sparks up in Thorin's face.
Tom got the branch in his teeth for that, and lost one of the front ones.
But just at that moment William came up behind and popped a sack right over Thorin's head and down to his toes. and so the fight ended.
"Let's roast them," said Bert. "Then we can eat them later."
"No good roasting 'em now, it'd take all night," said a voice. Bert thought it was William's. "Don't start the argument all over again, Bill," he said, "or it WILL take all night."
"Who's a-arguing?" said William, who thought it was Bert that had spoken.
"You are," said Bert.
"You are a liar!" said William; and so the argument began all over again, and indeed it took almost all night...
"Now stop it!" said Tom. "The night's gettin' on, and dawn comes early. Let's get on with it!"
"Dawn take you all, and be stone to you!" said a voice that sounded like William's. But it wasn't... It was Gandalf.
With that William, Bert and Tom all turned to stone. And there they stand to this day, all alone, unless the birds perch on them.
To be continued