Balin – Character Quotes

5 quotes

Bilbo: — "Terms: Cash on delivery, up to but not exceeding one-fourteenth of total profit, if any." Hmm. Seems fair. "Present company shall not be liable for injuries inflicted by... or sustained as a consequence thereof, including, but not limited to lacerations... evisceration..." Incineration?
Bofur: — Aye. He'll melt the flesh off your bones in the blink of an eye.
Balin: — You all right, laddie?
Bilbo: — Huh? Yeah. Feel a bit faint.
Bofur:Think furnace with wings.
Bilbo:Air. I need air.
Bofur: — Flash of light, searing pain, then poof. You're nothing more than a pile of ash.
Bilbo: — Hmm. Nope.

<b>Bilbo:</b> - "Terms: Cash on delivery, up to but not exceeding one-fourteenth of total profit, if any." Hmm. Seems fair. "Present company shall not be liable for injuries inflicted by... or sustained as a consequence thereof, including, but not limited to lacerations... evisceration..." Incineration?
<b>Bofur:</b> - Aye. He'll melt the flesh off your bones in the blink of an eye.
<b>Balin:</b> - You all right, laddie?
<b>Bilbo:</b> - Huh? Yeah. Feel a bit faint.
<b>Bofur:</b> - Think furnace with wings.
<b>Bilbo:</b> - Air. I need air.
<b>Bofur:</b> - Flash of light, searing pain, then poof. You're nothing more than a pile of ash.
<b>Bilbo:</b> - Hmm. Nope.
<b>Bilbo:</b> - "Terms: Cash on delivery, up to but not exceeding one-fourteenth of total profit, if any." Hmm. Seems fair. "Present company shall not be liable for injuries inflicted by... or sustained as a consequence thereof, including, but not limited to lacerations... evisceration..." Incineration?
<b>Bofur:</b> - Aye. He'll melt the flesh off your bones in the blink of an eye.
<b>Balin:</b> - You all right, laddie?
<b>Bilbo:</b> - Huh? Yeah. Feel a bit faint.
<b>Bofur:</b> - Think furnace with wings.
<b>Bilbo:</b> - Air. I need air.
<b>Bofur:</b> - Flash of light, searing pain, then poof. You're nothing more than a pile of ash.
<b>Bilbo:</b> - Hmm. Nope.
<b>Bilbo:</b> - "Terms: Cash on delivery, up to but not exceeding one-fourteenth of total profit, if any." Hmm. Seems fair. "Present company shall not be liable for injuries inflicted by... or sustained as a consequence thereof, including, but not limited to lacerations... evisceration..." Incineration?
<b>Bofur:</b> - Aye. He'll melt the flesh off your bones in the blink of an eye.
<b>Balin:</b> - You all right, laddie?
<b>Bilbo:</b> - Huh? Yeah. Feel a bit faint.
<b>Bofur:</b> - Think furnace with wings.
<b>Bilbo:</b> - Air. I need air.
<b>Bofur:</b> - Flash of light, searing pain, then poof. You're nothing more than a pile of ash.
<b>Bilbo:</b> - Hmm. Nope.
<b>Bilbo:</b> - "Terms: Cash on delivery, up to but not exceeding one-fourteenth of total profit, if any." Hmm. Seems fair. "Present company shall not be liable for injuries inflicted by... or sustained as a consequence thereof, including, but not limited to lacerations... evisceration..." Incineration?
<b>Bofur:</b> - Aye. He'll melt the flesh off your bones in the blink of an eye.
<b>Balin:</b> - You all right, laddie?
<b>Bilbo:</b> - Huh? Yeah. Feel a bit faint.
<b>Bofur:</b> - Think furnace with wings.
<b>Bilbo:</b> - Air. I need air.
<b>Bofur:</b> - Flash of light, searing pain, then poof. You're nothing more than a pile of ash.
<b>Bilbo:</b> - Hmm. Nope.

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. A young Dwarf prince facing down the pale Orc. He stood alone against this terrible foe. His armor rent wielding nothing but an oaken branch as a shield. Azog the Defiler learned that da that the line of Durin would not be so easily broken. Our forces rallied wand drove the Orcs back. And our enemy... had been defeated. But there was no feast nor song that night for our dead were beyond the count of grief. We few had survived. And I thought to myself then there is one who I could follow. There is one I could call king.

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. A young Dwarf prince facing down the pale Orc. He stood alone against this terrible foe. His armor rent wielding nothing but an oaken branch as a shield. Azog the Defiler learned that da that the line of Durin  would not be so easily broken. Our forces rallied wand drove the Orcs back. And our enemy... had been defeated. But there was no feast nor song that night for our dead  were beyond the count of grief.  We few had survived. And I thought to myself then there is one who I could follow. There is one I could call king.
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. A young Dwarf prince facing down the pale Orc. He stood alone against this terrible foe. His armor rent wielding nothing but an oaken branch as a shield. Azog the Defiler learned that da that the line of Durin  would not be so easily broken. Our forces rallied wand drove the Orcs back. And our enemy... had been defeated. But there was no feast nor song that night for our dead  were beyond the count of grief.  We few had survived. And I thought to myself then there is one who I could follow. There is one I could call king.
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. A young Dwarf prince facing down the pale Orc. He stood alone against this terrible foe. His armor rent wielding nothing but an oaken branch as a shield. Azog the Defiler learned that da that the line of Durin  would not be so easily broken. Our forces rallied wand drove the Orcs back. And our enemy... had been defeated. But there was no feast nor song that night for our dead  were beyond the count of grief.  We few had survived. And I thought to myself then there is one who I could follow. There is one I could call king.
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. A young Dwarf prince facing down the pale Orc. He stood alone against this terrible foe. His armor rent wielding nothing but an oaken branch as a shield. Azog the Defiler learned that da that the line of Durin  would not be so easily broken. Our forces rallied wand drove the Orcs back. And our enemy... had been defeated. But there was no feast nor song that night for our dead  were beyond the count of grief.  We few had survived. And I thought to myself then there is one who I could follow. There is one I could call king.