— They want to bury him.
— Yes.
— If this is love, I do not want it. Take it from me. Please. Why does it hurt so much?
— Because it was real.
— My Lord Legolas… I bring word from your Father. You are to return to him immediately.
— Come, Tauriel!
— My Lord… Tauriel is banished.
— Banished? You may tell my father... if there is no place for Tauriel, there is no place for me.
— Legolas. It is your king's command.
— Yes, he is my King… …but he does not command my heart.
— You will not turn away. Not this time.
— Get out of my way.
— The Dwarves will be slaughtered.
— Yes, they will die. Today... tomorrow... one year hence, a hundred years from now. What does it matter? They are mortal.
— You think your life is worth more than theirs, when there is no love in it? There is no love in you.