Character: Bilbo Baggins. Page 2

- Terms of payment in fact never exceeding 1/14 of the total production, if it is True. The customer is not responsible for injuries caused or resulting from.... In addition... Cutting... Evisceration... Incineration?
- Well, Yes, blink of an eye as it will burn you alive! Upset?
- A little bit. I feel sick.
- Imagine a stove with wings!
- I need some air...
A flash of light, searing pain and poof! You're a pile of ash.
- No... (faints)

- What weapons do you prefer? Sword? Axe?
Well, I have some skill at conkers, if you must know.

Some even claimed that the only passion of the hobbits is food. Very biased assessment - because we are, incidentally, also skilled in brewing and tobacco.

- So, the prophecies of the ancient songs in their own way has come true! said Bilbo.
- Of course! - said Gandalf. - And why should they not come true? You haven't ceased to believe in the prophecies just because he had helped to carry them out?

Your lullaby would Wake up and a drunken Goblin!

Not that I don't like guests... I love visitors, like any hobbit, but I prefer to meet them before they came!

- Where are you, Mr. Gandalf?
- To make the company the only one here who kept the remnants of the mind.
Is to whom?
Myself.

Bilbo suddenly realized what it's like to live in hopeless darkness, no hope for a better life. Circle of stone and darkness, the wet cold... it's not just hiss, then howl. That feeling was akin to inspiration.

- What happened? he asked himself. - Among the fallen heroes me like yet do not carry. Although all is not lost.

- If you're ever passing by my house, ' said Bilbo, come in not knocking. Tea is served at four, but you are welcome at any time.

- Stop! Stop! Wait! We have to go back!
- What happened to you this time?
I forgot a handkerchief.

- Where are you going, master Baggins?
- Not now! I'm late!
"Where?"
- Rush adventure!

It is unlikely in our area you will find someone who like adventure. They are nothing but trouble, still you're gonna miss lunch!

He could not forget the ominous form of a Mountain, couldn't stop thinking about the dragon and, in addition, was brutally cold. Three days he sneezed and coughed, sitting at home, and when he began to leave, anyway, his speeches at banquets were limited to the words "BDE very diagno".