Thorin: “Farewell, good thief. I wish to part in friendship, and would take back my words at the Gate.”

Bilbo: “There are many words I would take back also.”

Thorin: “And does it take this to make us see each other?…. I was wrong. You did understand war. It was I who did not, until now.”

Bilbo: “Farewell, King under the Mountain!”

Thorin: “Child of the kindly West, I have come to know, if more of us valued your ways: food and cheer above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world. But sad or merry, I must leave it now. Farewell!”