This is Dwarf gold. And we will have our revenge.

You've always been like this? Yeah.

Texas? Where, Dublin, Texas? Shamrock, Texas? So why does he sound like a leprechaun'?

I laid low your warriors of old. I instill terror in the hearts of men.

Fine. Alright. Mine had a dwarf that got broke in half, but, you know, whatever.

You must set aside your petty grievances with the dwarves.

Honey, a couple of short stacks of pancakes like us can do just fine. And a superklutz!

Patrick says they make me look like a leprechaun drag queen. He was being nice.

We are the dwarves of Erebor. We have come to reclaim our homeland.

How little? I, I don't know, like this? A little one-inch man saved us? Well, if he got closer, I'm sure he'd be much larger.

Here are Daddy Pig’s friends, Mr. Bull, Mr. Rabbit, Mr. Pony and Mr. Zebra.

Man was very different from the dinosaur. He was shorter, hairier and way, way smarter.

That won't stop them. You think the dwarves will surrender? They won't, they will fight to the death to defend their own.

Daddy Pig is very good at limbo. Wow. But now we'll put the pole a bit lower. OK.

My lord, dispatch this force to Ravenhill. The dwarves are about to be over-run. Thorin must be warned.

This is some sordid scheme hatched between these filthy dwarves and those miserable tub-trading lakemen.

What are we even talking about this for? We just had a little man save us by blowing up 50 ships!

You're not just doing this for me? No, Maya, this is me.

Wow. Well, I guess it was Cupid who brought her here. No, just a regular old flying dwarf.

I know that dwarves can be obstinate and pig-headed and difficult, suspicious and secretive, with the worst manners you can possibly imagine.