[holding the ring after Frodo has lost it] It is a strange fate that we
should suffer so much fear and doubt over so small a thing. Such a
Galadriel: I know what it is you saw, for it is also in my mind.
Galadriel: It is what will come to pass, If you
should fail. The Fellowship is breaking, it has already begun. He will
try to take the Ring, you know of whom I speak. One by one, it will
Frodo: [telepathically] If you ask it of me, I will give you the One Ring.
Galadriel: You offer it to me freely? I do not deny that my heart has greatly desired this.
[starts to grow dark]
Galadriel: In the place of a Dark Lord you would
have a Queen! Not dark but beautiful and terrible as the Morn!
Treacherous as the Seas! Stronger than the foundations of the Earth! All
shall love me and despair!
Galadriel: I have passed the test. I will diminish, and go into the West, and remain Galadriel.
Frodo: I cannot do this alone.
Galadriel: You are a Ring-bearer, Frodo. To bear a Ring of Power is to be alone.
[pulls out her hand]
Galadriel: This is Nenya, the Ring of Adament.
And I am it's keeper. This task was appointed to you, and if you do not
find a way, no one will.
Frodo: I know what I must do, it's just that... I'm afraid to do it.
Galadriel: Even the smallest person can change the course of the future.
Gandalf: The fate of the world will now be decided.
Gimli: Nobody tosses a dwarf.
Gimli: Oh come on, we can take 'em.
Aragorn: It's a long way.
Gimli: Toss me.
Gimli: I cannot jump the distance, you'll have to toss me.
[pauses, looks up at Aragorn]
Gimli: Don't tell the elf.
Aragorn: Not a word.
Eomer: What business does an elf, man, and a dwarf have in the Ridder-Mark? Speak quickly.
Gimli: Give me your name, horse-master, and I shall give you mine.
Eomer: [dismounts] I would cut off your head, dwarf, if it stood but a little higher from the ground.
Legolas: [draws his bow and aims at arrow at Eomer's throat] You would die before your stroke fell.
Arwen: Go to sleep.
Aragorn: I am asleep. This is a dream.
Arwen: Then it is a good dream.
Frodo: There is no promise you can make that I can trust.
Gimli: Bring your pretty face to my axe.
Aragorn: You have some skill with a blade.
Eowyn: The women of this country learned long
ago, those without swords can still die upon them. I fear neither death
Aragorn: What do you fear, my lady?
Eowyn: A cage. To stay behind bars until use and
old age accept them and all chance of valor has gone beyond recall or
Aragorn: You are a daughter of kings, a shield maiden of Rohan. I do not think that will be your fate.
You must understand, young Hobbit, it takes a long time to say anything
in Old Entish. And we never say anything unless it is worth taking a
long time to say.
Eowyn: Leave me alone, snake!
Wormtongue: Oh, but you are alone. Who knows what
you have spoken to the darkness, alone, in the bitter watches of the
night, when all your life seems to shrink, the walls of your bower
closing in about you, a hutch to trammel some wild thing in? So fair,
yet so cold like a morning of pale Spring still clinging to Winter's
Eowyn: Your words are poison!
Pippin: And whose side are you on?
Treebeard: Side? I am on nobody's side, because nobody is on my side, little orc.
Gimli: Keep breathing. That's the key. Breathe.
I give you the light of Eärendil, our most beloved star. May it be a
light for you in dark places, when all other lights go out.
Boromir: Frodo... Where is Frodo?
Aragorn: I let Frodo go.
Boromir: Then you did what I could not.
The world is changed. I feel it in the water. I feel it in the earth. I
smell it in the air. Much that once was is lost, for none now live who
remember it. It began with the forging of the Great Rings. Three were
given to the Elves, immortal, wisest and fairest of all beings. Seven to
the Dwarf lords, great miners and craftsmen of the mountain halls. And
nine, nine rings were gifted to the race of men, who, above all else,
desire power. But they were, all of them, deceived, for another Ring was
made. In the land of Mordor, in the fires of Mount Doom, the Dark Lord
Sauron forged in secret a master Ring, to control all others. And into
this Ring he poured his cruelty, his malice and his will to dominate all
life. One Ring to rule them all.
Frodo: You're late.
Gandalf: A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to.
Gollum: It came to me, my own, my love... my... preciousssss.
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.
"Always after a defeat and a respite, the Shadow takes another shape and grows again."
"I wish it need not have happened in my time," said Frodo.
"So do I," said Gandalf, "and so do all who live
to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to
decide is what to do with the time that is given us."
Bilbo: I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve.
Sam: I don't think there will be a return journey, Mr. Frodo.
Gimli: Never thought I'd die fighting side by side with an Elf.
Legolas: What about side by side with a friend?
Gimli: Aye. I could do that.
[Both are overcome by exhaustion] Do you remember the Shire, Mr. Frodo?
It'll be spring soon. And the orchards will be in blossom. And the
birds will be nesting in the hazel thicket. And they'll be sowing the
summer barley in the lower fields... and eating the first of the
strawberries with cream. Do you remember the taste of strawberries?
Frodo: No, Sam. I can't recall the taste of
food... nor the sound of water... nor the touch of grass. I'm... naked
in the dark, with nothing, no veil... between me... and the wheel of
fire! I can see him... with my waking eyes!
Sam: Then let us be rid of it... once and for
all! Come on, Mr. Frodo. I can't carry it for you... but I can carry
[after Legolas single-handedly takes out an Oliphant and its drivers]
Gimli: That still only counts as one.