"Well, have you smelt them? You’re gonna need something stronger than sage before you plate this lot up!", Bilbo shouted up at the three trolls. "What do you know about cooking dwarf?" "Shut up, and let the…uh, flurgerburbur-hobbit talk"Uh…the-the secret to cooking dwarf, is um...it's uh…the secret is…to…skin them first!", this just made things worse for the other thirteen dwarves. Anger and betrayal, they spoke. "What a load of rubbish! I’ve eaten plenty with their skins on. Scoff ’em I say, boots and all!" "He’s right! Nothing wrong with a bit o’ raw dwarf", one of them picks up Gloin. 

Maleficent darted by above the trolls, along with another figure. 

"Nice and crunchy" "Uh…not…not that one, he…he’s infected!" "You what?" "Yeah he’s got worms in his…tubes", he just drops the dwarf in disgust. "In-in fact, they all have. They’re infested with parasites, it’s a terrible business, I wouldn’t risk it, I really wouldn’t"