“When the wizard came to me with the map, I thought, ‘let this be a mistake.’”
"Let this be a fake, a forgery.”
“This task, it’s impossible.
“But why did it come to me?”
“What would you have me do?”
“Would you have me sit here growing fat and old at my leisure?”
“We were once a noble people, not tinkers and merchants scraping around in the dirt for copper coins – but dwarf lords.”
“Once we were kings.”
Philippa: “He came in and read and it was one of those moments when you go, “Thorin Oakenshield just turned up.”
Philippa: “He’s our guy.”