Don’t be hasty, master Hobbits!
All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.
I’m not a great fool, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of me.
A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to.
It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off to.
I am Gandalf the White. And I come back to you now, at the turn of the tide.
One does not simply walk into Mordor.
It is a strange fate that we should suffer so much fear and doubt over so small a thing. Such a little thing.
I will take the ring, though I do not know the way.
Fly, you fools!
It’s the deep breath before the plunge.
I can’t carry it for you, Mr. Frodo, but I can carry you.
If I take one more step, it’ll be the farthest away from home I’ve ever been.
There is only one Lord of the Ring, only one who can bend it to his will. And he does not share power.
Fool of a Took!
You shall not pass!
They’re taking the hobbits to Isengard!
You have my sword.
Keep your forked tongue behind your teeth.
Certainty of death, small chance of success. What are we waiting for?
I’m not frightened. I’m not frightened.
I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone.
The way is shut. It was made by those who are dead, and the dead keep it.
I think we might have made a mistake leaving the Shire, Pippin.
Nine companions, so be it. You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring.
Po-ta-toes! Boil ’em, mash ’em, stick ’em in a stew.
I’m going on an adventure!
Mordor. The one place in Middle-Earth we don’t want to see any closer, and the one place we’re trying to get to.
I wish the Ring had never come to me. I wish none of this had happened.
You cannot pass! I am a servant of the Secret Fire, wielder of the Flame of Anor. The dark fire will not avail you, Flame of Udûn!
That there’s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo, and it’s worth fighting for.
There is no curse in Elvish, Entish, or the tongues of Men for this treachery.
Deeds will not be less valiant because they are unpraised.
What’s taters, precious?
I am no man.
It’s been four days since the last orc.
The Ring is mine!
I’m not trying to rob you. I’m trying to help you.
I’m glad to be with you, Samwise Gamgee… here at the end of all things.
Hobbits really are amazing creatures.
How about side by side with a friend?
War must be, while we defend our lives against a destroyer who would devour all.
Many that live deserve death. Some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them, Frodo?
Give me your name, horse-master, and I shall give you mine.
I feel like I’m back at the Shire.
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