Polonius: How dost my good lord Hamlet? [Turns a corner and is shocked by a mask-wearing Hamlet] Hamlet: Well. God a' mercy. Polonius: [Astonished at Hamlet's peculiar behavior] Do you know me my lord? Hamlet: Excellent well. You are a fishmonger.
Aragorn: We have time. Every day Frodo moves closer to Mordor. Gandalf: Do we know that? Aragorn: What does your heart tell you? Gandalf: That Frodo is alive. Yes. Yes, he's alive.
Gamling: He leaves because there is no hope. Theoden: He leaves because he must. Gamling: Too few have come. We cannot defeat the armies of Mordor. Theoden: No. We cannot. But we will meet them in battle nonetheless.
Gollum: She's always hungry. She always needs to feed. She must eat. All she gets is nasty Orcses. Smeagol: And they doesn't taste very nice, does they, Precious? Gollum: No. Not very nice at all, my love.
Sam: [tearing the spider silk away from Frodo's face] Oh no! Frodo... Mr. Frodo, wake up... Don't leave me here alone. Don't go where I can't follow... Wake up.
Saruman: What is the house of Rohan but a thatched barn where brigands drink in the reek and rats roll on the floor with the dogs? The victory at Helm's Deep does not belong to you, Théoden, horsemaster! You are a lesser son of greater sires.
Merry: Excuse me? I have a sword. Please accept it. [kneels] Merry: I offer you my service, Theoden King. Theoden: [raises him to his feet] And gladly, I accept it. You shall be Meriadoc, Esquire of Rohan.
Bilbo: [answering the knocking on his door] No, thank you. We don't want any more visitors, well-wishers, or distant relations. Gandalf: [from outside] And what about very old friends?
Frodo: I miss the Shire. I spent all my life pretending I was off somewhere else. Off with you, on one of your adventures. But my own adventure turned out to be quite different. I'm not like you, Bilbo.
[about the passing Wood-elves] Frodo: They're going to the harbor beyond the White Towers. To the Grey Havens. Sam: They're leaving Middle-earth. Frodo: Never to return. Sam: I don't know why - it makes me sad.
[the Fellowship is walking through Lothlorien] Gimli: They say that a great sorceress lives in these woods. An Elf witch of terrible power. All who look upon her fall under her spell... and are never seen again.
Theoden: Where is the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing? They have passed like rain on the mountain, like wind in the meadow. The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow. How did it come to this?
Theoden: Why should I welcome you, Gandalf Stormcrow? Wormtongue: A just question, my liege. Late is the hour in which this conjurer chooses to appear. "Lathspell" I name him. Ill news is an ill guest.
Sam: You know I don't usually hold with foreign food, but this Elvish stuff - it's not bad. Frodo: Nothing dampens your spirits Sam. Sam: [looks at the nearing rain clouds] Those rain clouds might.
Aragorn: [of Orcs] Their pace has quickened. They must have caught our scent. Hurry! Legolas: Come on, Gimli! Gimli: Three days and nights pursuit. No food, no rest. No sign of our quarry, but what bare rock can tell!
[from the extended edition] Boromir: You give him no credit and yet he tries to do your will. He loves you, Father. Denethor: Do not trouble me with Faramir. I know his uses and they are few.
Treebeard: We have just agreed... [Merry and Pippin lean in] Merry: Yes? Treebeard: I have told your names to the Entmoot, and we have agreed you are not Orcs. Pippin: Well, that's good news.
Treebeard: Many of these trees were my friends. Creatures I had known from nut or acorn. Pippin: I'm sorry, Treebeard. Treebeard: They had voices of their own. Saruman! A wizard should know better!
Sam: Mordor... the one place in Middle-Earth we don't want to see any closer... the one place we're trying to get to... is just where we can't get. Let's face it, Mr. Frodo. We're lost!
Andre Baptiste Sr.: They say that I am the lord of war, but perhaps it is you. Yuri Orlov: I believe it's "warlord." Andre Baptiste Sr.: Thank you, but I prefer it my way.
When in doubt, look to Jesus.
