Sam: [Frodo is being drawn toward Cirith Ungol] No, Mr. Frodo! Gollum: [in a panic] Not that way! Oh! What's he doing?
Sam: It must be getting near tea-time, leastways in decent places where there *is* still tea-time. Gollum: We're not *in* decent places.
Sam: I heard it from his own mouth! He means to murder us! Gollum: Never! Smeagol wouldn't hurt a fly!
Gandalf: Frodo has passed beyond my sight. The darkness is deepening. Aragorn: If Sauron had the Ring, we would know it. Gandalf: It's only a matter of time.
Theoden: Tonight we remember those who gave their blood to defend this country. Hail the victorious dead. All: Hail!
Frodo: What is this place? Gollum: Master must go inside the tunnel. Frodo: Now that I'm here, I don't think I want to.
Gandalf: Peregrin Took, there is a task now to be done. Another opportunity for one of the Shirefolk to prove their great worth. You must not fail me.
Gimli: That road there... where does that lead? Legolas: It is the road to the Dimholt, the door under the mountain. Eomer: None who venture there ever return. That mountain is evil.
Timon: So where you from? Young Simba: Who cares? I can't go back. Timon: Ah, you're an outcast! That's great. So are we.
Young Simba: What am I gonna do? Scar: Run. Run away, and never return. [Simba leaves and hyenas come out of the mist] Scar: Kill him.
Pumbaa: What'd ya do, kid? Young Simba: Something terrible. But I don't wanna talk about it. Timon: Good. We don't wanna hear about it.
Witch-King: Give up the Halfling, She-Elf! Arwen: [draws her sword] If you want him, come and claim him!
King Arthur: Who are you who can summon fire without flint or tinder? Tim: There are some who call me... Tim.
Billy Fish: He wants to know if you are gods. Peachy Carnehan: Not gods - Englishmen. The next best thing.
[One of Ootah's daughters is trying to seduce Peachy] Peachy Carnehan: Danny, let us seek safety on the battlefield.
Peachy Carnehan: Now, the problem is, how to divide five Afghans from three mules and have two Englishmen left over.
John, Kid in Classroom: Oh, God, I could be bounded in a nutshell, and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.
Nathan Landau: This toast is in honor of my disassociation of you two creeps. Disassociation from you, coony captive cunt of king's county. And you, the dreary dregs of dixie.
Nefretiri: You will be king of Egypt, and I will be your footstool! Moses: The man stupid enough to use you as a footstool would not be wise enough to rule Egypt.
Rameses: [banishing Moses to the desert] Here is your king's scepter, and here is your kingdom, with the scorpion, the cobra, and the lizard for subjects. Free them, if you will. Leave the Hebrews to me.
Travis Bickle: The idea had been growing in my brain for some time: TRUE force. All the king's men cannot put it back together again.
