As they reach the forge, everything was black, dusty, and old. Stone cold. "The plan’s not gonna work. These furnaces are stone cold", Dwalin said to his comrades after they grouped together. "He’s right. We’ve no fire hot enough to set them ablaze", Balin agreed. "Have we not?", Thorin had an idea as they heard Smaug approaching. "I did not look to see you so easily outwitted!", he taunted at the beast as the dragon started coming towards them. "You have grown slow and fat in your dotage. Slug!", Smaug turned to him in anger and Thorin faced the others. "Take cover. Go!", he told them as they hid behind the stone pillars as Smaug unleashes his fire into the forge, which was so hot, it ignites forge’s fire. "Bombur! Get those billows working! Go!", Bombur goes off as Smaug is trying to break through the iron gate of the forge. "Bilbo! Up there. On my mark, pull that lever", Smaug continues to break through the iron gate. "Balin, can you still mix a flash flame?" "Aye, it will only take a jiffy!"

Smaug breaks through the iron gate and enters the forge. Bilbo runs up to his position to stand by the lever as Smaug takes a step further into the forge, and then looks at Thorin. "Now!", he shouted to Bilbo as the Hobbit pulled the lever, releasing the water and dousing the dragon. As the dragon paces towards Thorin, the dwarven Prince pulled a lever, which poured the molten gold down a path. "Lead him to the Gallery of the Kings", he told the other dwarves as he rushes and rides down the molten gold. Smaug starts destroying the forge with an enraged roar as Bilbo falls from his position. "Keep going, Bilbo!", Thorin shouted back before Bilbo followed the rest of the dwarves with Smaug following them to the Gallery of the Kings.