200 Best The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers Quotes

Gimli: [to a Warg] Bring your pretty face to my axe.

- They will flee to helm's deep...
- The great fortress of Rohan.
- It is a dangerous road to take through the mountains.
- They will be slow.
- They will have women and children with them.
- Send out your warg-riders.

- My lord?
- Uncle?
- Will you not go to him?
- Will you do nothing?
- Be careful what you say.
- Do not look for welcome here.

- We can't leave this here for someone to follow us down.
- Who's gonna follow us down here,
- Mr. Frodo?
- It's a shame, really.
- Lady Galadriel gave me that.
- Real elvish rope.
- Well, there's nothing for it.
- It's one of my knots.
- Won't come free in a hurry.

- Don't worry about me, pippin.
- What is it? What do you smell?
- Man-flesh.
- They've picked up our trail.
- Aragorn.
- Let's move!

Legolas: [in Elvish] You're late.
[takes a good look at Aragorn]
Legolas: [in English] You look terrible.

- What kind of device could bring down the wall?
Saruman: If the wall is breached, helm's deep will fall.
- Even if it is breached, it would take a number beyond reckoning...
- Thousands, to storm the keep.
- Saru man: Tens of thousands.
Wormtongue: But, my lord, there is no such force.

- Smeagol: Hurry, hobbits.
- The black gate is very close.
- Orc blood.

- This is a good sword.
- Haleth, son of hama...
- There is always hope.

Eomer: What business does an Elf, a Man, and a Dwarf have in the Riddermark? Speak quickly!
Gimli: Give me your name, Horse-master, and I shall give you mine.
Eomer: [dismounts his horse] I would cut off your head, Dwarf, if it stood but a little higher from the ground.
Legolas: [fits an arrow to his bow at lightning speed] You would die before your stroke fell.
[Rohirrim point their spears at Legolas]
Aragorn: [signals for Legolas to lower his weapon] I am Aragorn, son of Arathorn. This is Gimli, son of Glóin, and Legolas of the Woodland Realm. We are friends of Rohan, and of Théoden, your King.
Eomer: Théoden no longer recognizes friend from foe. Not even his own kin.
[takes off helmet]
Eomer: Saruman has poisoned the mind of the king and claimed lordship over these lands. My company are those loyal to Rohan, and for that we are banished. The White Wizard is cunning. He walks here and there, they say, as an old man hooded and cloaked. And everywhere his spies slip past our nets.
Aragorn: We are no spies. We track a party of Uruk-Hai, westward across the plain. They have taken two of our friends captive.
Eomer: The Uruks are destroyed. We slaughtered them during the night.
Gimli: But there were two Hobbits! Did you see two Hobbits with 'em?
Aragorn: They would be small. Only children to your eyes.
Eomer: We left none alive. We piled the carcasses and burned them.
Gimli: Dead?
Eomer: I am sorry.
[Éomer whistles a signal]
Eomer: Hasufel! Arod! May these horses bear you to better fortune than their former masters. Farewell.
[puts on helmet, mounts his horse]
Eomer: Look for your friends. But do not trust to hope. It has forsaken these lands.

[Pippin drinks some Ent-draught, and grows in height]
Merry: You're taller.
Pippin: Who?
Merry: You!
Pippin: Than what?
Merry: Than *me*!
Pippin: I've always been taller than you.
Merry: Pippin, everyone knows *I'm* the tall one. *You're* the short one.
Pippin: Please, Merry. You're what, three-foot-six? At the most? Whereas me, I'm pushing three-seven, three-eight.
Merry: Three-foot-eight? You did something.

- You must lead the people to helm's deep, and make haste.
- I can fight.
- No!
- You must do this, for me.
- Follow me! Hyah!
Gimli: Fonnard. I mean, charge fonnard.
Eowyn: Make for the lower ground!
- That's it! Go on!
- Stay together!

- Go on.
- Call for help.
- Squeal no one's going to save you now.
Merry: Pippin!

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.

- Saru man: The old world will burn in the fires of industry.
- The forests will fall.
- A new order will rise.
- We will drive the machine of war with the sword and the spear...
- And the iron fists of the orc.

- And find that they are strong.
- Strong?!
- Oh, that's good.
- So stop your fretting, master dwarf.
- Merry and pippin are quite safe.
- In fact, they are far safer than you are about to be.
- This new Gandalf's more grumpy than the old one.

Haldir: I bring word from Lord Elrond of Rivendell. An Alliance once existed between Elves and Men. Long ago we fought and died together. We come to honor that allegiance.
Aragorn: Mae govannen, Haldir. You are most welcome.
Haldir: We are proud to fight alongside Men once more.

- His name is brego.
- He was my cousin's horse.
- Brego.

- You have no power here...
- Gandalf the grey.
- I will draw you, saruman, as poison is drawn from a wound.

- A red sun rises.
- Blood has been spilled this night.

- He'll see.
- So this is the answer to all the riddles.
- Here in the wild I have you...
- Two halflings...
- And a host of men at my call.
- The ring of power within my grasp.

- A cage.
- To stay behind bars until use and old age accept them.
- And all chance of valor has gone beyond recall or desire.
- You're a daughter of kings...
- A shieldmaiden of Rohan.
- I do not think that would be your fate.

- Oh, yes, we could.
- Spoil a nice fish.
- Give it to us raw...
- And wriggling.
- You keep nasty chips.
- You're hopeless.

- Come on, Frodo. Come on!
- Smeagol: Quick! They will see us!
- They will see us!
- I thought they were dead.
- Dead?
- No, you cannot kill them. No.

- Treebeard: Come, my friends.
- The ents are going to war.
- It is likely...
- That we go to our doom.
- Last march...
- Of the ents.

- This is sting.
- You've seen it before...
- Haven't you, gollum?
- Release him or I'll cut your throat.

- And it's the one place we're trying to get to.
- It's just where we can't get.
- Let's face it, Mr. Frodo, we're lost.
- I don't think Gandalf meant for us to come this way.
- He didn't mean for a lot of things to happen, Sam...
- But they did.

- We cannot hold much longer!
Theoden: Hold them!
- How long do you need?
- As long as you can give me.
- Gimli!
- Timbers!
Man: Brace the gate!

Wormtongue: Get out of my way!
Man: Hail, théoden king!
- Where is théodred?
- Where is my son?

- Brace the gate!
- Hold them! Stand firm!
- Aragorn!
- Gimli!

- Did they hit anything?
- Give them a volley.
- Fire!
- Fire!
- Send them to me! Come on!
- Good!
- Swords! Swords!

- Hasufel! Arod!
- May these horses bear you to better fortune than their former masters.
- Farewell.
- Look for your friends.
- But do not trust to hope.
- It has forsaken these lands.

- It's a long way.
- Toss me.
- What?
- I cannotjump the distance!
- You'll have to toss me!
- Don't tell the elf.
- Not a word.

- So Gandalf greyhame thinks he has found isildur's heir.
- The lost king of gondor.
- He is a fool.
- The line was broken years ago.
- It matters not.
- The world of men shall fall.
- It will begin at edoras.

- Who then will your people look to in the last defense?
- Let me stand at your side.
- It is not in my power to command it.
- You do not command the others to stay!
- They fight beside you because they would not be parted from you.
- Because they love you.
- I'm sorry.

- What business does an elf, a man and a dwarf have in the riddermark?
- Speak quickly!
- Give me your name, horse-master, and I shall give you mine.

Man: Brace the gate!
- To the gate. Draw your swords!

- You are one of the dunedain.
- A descendant of numenor, blessed with long life.
- It was said that your race had passed into legend.
- There are few of us left.
- The northern kingdom was destroyed long ago.
- I'm sorry. Please, eat.

- I don't usually hold with foreign food...
- But this elvish stuff, it's not bad.
- Nothing ever dampens your spirits, does it, Sam?
- Those rain clouds might.

- Listen to me. You must ride to edoras and raise the alarm.
- Do you understand me?
- Yes, mama.
- I don't want to leave.
- I don't want to go, mama.
- Freda, I will find you there.
- Quickly!
- Go, child.

- Stars wheeled overhead...
- And every day was as long as a life age of the earth.
- But it was not the end.
- I felt life in me again.
- I've been sent back...
- Until my task is done.

- Give me your sword.
- What is your name?
- Haleth, son of hama, my lord.
- The men are saying that we will not live out the night.
- They say that it is hopeless.

- Wait.
- Saruman's voice: If I go, théoden dies.
- You will not kill him.
- Saru man: Rohan is mine.
- Be gone.

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 chill.
Eowyn: Your words are poison!

[sounds of trees 'speaking' is heard]
Aragorn: Gimli, lower your axe.
Legolas: They have feelings, my friend. The elves began it, waking up the trees, teaching them to speak.
Gimli: Talking trees. What do trees have to talk about, hmm... except the consistency of squirrel droppings?

Gandalf: The battle of Helm's Deep is over; the battle for Middle-earth is about to begin.

- Farmers, farriers, stable boys.
- These are no soldiers.
- Most have seen too many winters.
- Or too few.
- Look at them. They're frightened.
- I can see it in their eyes.

- Saru man: Rohan, my lord...
- Is ready to fall.
- Find the king's son!
- Mordor will pay for this.
- These orcs are not from mordor.
- My lord eomer, over here!
- He's alive.

- They must have caught our scent.
- Hurry!
- Come on, gimli!
- Three days and nights pursuit.
- No food. No rest.
- And no sign of our quarry, but what bare rock can tell.

[after meeting with Gandalf in Fangorn Forest]
Aragorn: In one thing you haven't changed, my friend - you still speak in riddles.

Theoden: [pick up a white flower] Simbelmyne. Ever has it grown on the tombs of my forebears. Now it shall cover the grave of my son. Alas, that these evil days should be mine. The young perish and the old linger. That I should live to see that last days of my house.
Gandalf: Theodred's death was not of your making.
Theoden: No parent should have to bury their child.
[Theoden drops to his knees and starts sobbing]
Gandalf: He was strong in life. His spirit will find the way to the halls of your fathers.

- But I did not look for it in a ranger from the north.
- You speak as one of their own.
- I was raised in rivendell...
- For a time.
- Turn this fellow free.
- He's seen enough of war.

- Woman 1: At last!
- Woman 2: Helm's deep.
- Woman 3: There it is, helm's deep.
- Woman 4: We're safe!
- We're safe, my lady.
- Thank you.

[Frodo and Sam are lowering themselvs down a cliff]
Sam: Can you see the bottom?
Frodo: No. Don't look down, Sam, just keep going!
Sam: [drops a small box] Ouagh! Catch It! Grab it, Mr. Frodo!
[Frodo catches it, loses his grip and then lands on the ground]
Frodo: I think I found the bottom.
Sam: It's not natural. None of it.
Frodo: What's in this?
Sam: Nothin'. Just a bit of seasoning. I thought maybe if we was havin' a roast chicken one night or something...
Frodo: Roast chicken?
Sam: You never know.

- We've lingered here too long.
- Come on, Sam.

- Now it shall cover the grave of my son.
- Alas that these evil days should be mine.
- The young perish and the old linger.
- To see the last days of my house.
- Théodred's death was not of your making.
- No parent should have to Bury their child.

Gimli: It's true you don't see many Dwarf-women. And in fact, they are so alike in voice and appearance, that they are often mistaken for Dwarf-men.
Aragorn: [whispering to Eowyn] It's the beards.
Gimli: And this in turn has given rise to the belief that there are no Dwarf-women, and that Dwarves just spring out of holes in the ground!
[Eowyn laughs]
Gimli: Which is, of course, ridiculous.

- Good morning.
- But it's nighttime already.
- You can't take forever.
- Don't be hasty.
- We're running out of time!
- Guard: Move! Move to the outer wall.

[during the Battle of Helm's Deep, Gimli has killed an Uruk-Hai warrior]
Gimli: Legolas! Two already!
Legolas: I'm on seventeen!
Gimli: Huh? I'll have no pointy-ear outscoring me!
[kills another one]
Legolas: [shoots two more arrows] Nineteen!

Legolas: Look at them. They're frightened. You can see it in their eyes.
[All the men turn to look at him]
Legolas: [in Elvish] And they should be. Three hundred... against ten thousand!
Aragorn: [in Elvish] They have a better chance defending themselves here than at Edoras...
Legolas: [in Elvish] Aragorn... they cannot win this fight. They are all going to die!
Aragorn: [in English] Then I shall die as one of them!

[scene from extended version]
Gimli: This new Gandalf is more grumpy than the old one.

- Where is it?
- Where is it?
- They stole it from us.
- My precious.
- Curse them, we hates them!
- It's ours, it is, and we wants it!

- Halflings!
- Shire-folk!
- Maybe you are...
- And maybe you aren't.
- The white wizard?
- Saruman.

- Keep breathing. That's the key.
- Breathe.
- They've run as if the very whips of their masters were behind them.

- Osgiliath is under attack.
- They call for reinforcements.
Sam: Please. It's such a burden.
- Will you not help him?
- Captain?
- Prepare to leave.
- The ring will go to gondor.

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.

- Riders of Rohan...
- What news from the Mark?

- Dark have been my dreams of late.
- Your fingers would remember their old strength better...
- If they grasped your sword.

- What is it?
- Hama?
- I'm not sure.

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 nor pain.
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 desire.
Aragorn: You are a daughter of kings, a shield maiden of Rohan. I do not think that will be your fate.

- That's it, then.
- We can't get past that.

- Hey! Come back now! Come back!
- There! What did I tell you?
- He's run off, the old villain.
- So much for his promises.
- Smeagol: This way, hobbits.
- Follow me!

Gandalf: The veiling shadow that glowers in the East takes shape. Sauron will suffer no rival. From the summit of Barad-dur his eye watches ceaselessly. But he is not so mighty yet that he is above fear. Doubt ever gnaws at him. The rumor has reached him. The heir of Numenor still lives. Sauron fears you, Aragorn. He fears what you may become. And so he will strike hard and fast at the world of Men. He will use his puppet Saruman to destroy Rohan. War is coming. Rohan must defend itself, and therein lies our first challenge, for Rohan is weak and ready to fall. The King's mind is enslaved; it's an old device of Saruman's. His hold over King Theoden is now very strong. Sauron and Saruman are tightening the noose. But, for all their cunning, we have one advantage. The Ring remains hidden. And that we should seek to destroy it has not yet entered their darkest dreams. And so the weapon of the Enemy is moving towards Mordor in the hands of a Hobbit. Each day brings it closer to the fires of Mount Doom. We must trust now in Frodo. Everything depends now upon speed and upon the secrecy of his quest. Do not regret your decision to leave him. Frodo must finish this task alone.
Aragorn: He's not alone. Sam went with him.
Gandalf: Did he? Did he indeed? Good. Yes, very good.

Faramir: Saruman attacks from isengard.
- Sauron from mordor.
- The fight will come to men on both fronts.
- Gondor is weak.
- Sauron will strike us soon.
- He knows now we do not have the strength to repel him.

- Mr. Frodo?
- They're here.
- They've come.
- Nazgul!

- Can you see the bottom?
- No! Don't look down, Sam!
- Just keep going!

- As one of his companions,
- I'd hoped you would tell me.
- If something has happened to Boromir, we would have you tell us.
- His horn washed up upon the riverbank, about six days past.
- It was cloven in two.
- But more than this, I know it in my heart.
- He was my brother.

- What food have we got left?
- Let me see.
- Oh, yes. Lovely.
- Lembas bread. And look!
- More iembas bread.

[after Legolas has shot and killed a Warg heading toward Gimli]
Gimli: But that one counts as mine!

- Shore up the door!
- Man 1: Make way!
- Man 2: Follow me to the barricade.
- Man 1: Watch our backs!
- Man 3: Throw another one over here!
- Higher!

- Let her bear away her love for you to the undying lands.
- There it will be ever green.
- But never more than memory.
- I will not leave my daughter here to die.
- She stays because she still has hope.
- She stays for you.
- She belongs with her people.

- What's happening out there?
- Shall I describe it to you?
- Or would you like me to find you a box?

Legolas: They're taking the Hobbits to Isengard.

[a wall of soldiers line the ramparts - the top of Gimli's helm barely peeks over the top]
Gimli: [to Legolas] You could have picked a better spot.

- They were followed.
Merry: The belt!
- Tracks lead away from the battle...
- Into fangorn forest.
- Fangorn?
- What madness drove them in there?

- Man 4: Hold fast the gate!
- Gimli! Aragorn!
- Get out of there!
- Aragorn!

- You'll find more cheer in a graveyard.
- I cannot allow you before théoden king so armed, Gandalf greyhame.
- By order of grima wormtongue.
- Your staff.
- Hm? Oh...
- You would not part an old man from his walking stick.

- It's me.
- It's your Sam.
- Don't you know your Sam?

- Master cares.
- Master knows.
- Precious.
- Once it takes hold of us...
- It never lets go.
- Don't touch me!

Saruman: If the wall is breached, Helm's Deep will fall.
Wormtongue: Even if it is breached, it will take a number beyond reckoning, thousands, to storm the keep.
Saruman: Tens of thousands.
Wormtongue: But, my lord, there is no such force.
[they go out onto the balcony, and see an army of ten thousand Uruk-hai]

- Bound to your grief under the fading trees...
- Until all the world is changed...
- And the long years of your life are utterly spent.
- Annen.
- There is nothing for you here...
- Only death.

- Your uncle is wearied by your malcontent...
- Your warmongering.
- Warmongering?
- How long is it since saruman bought you?
- What was the promised price, grima?
- When all the men are dead, you will take your share of the treasure?

- Maybe we should go home.
- The fires of isengard will spread...
- And the woods of tuckborough and buckland will burn.
- And...
- And all that was once green and good in this world will be gone.
- There won't be a shire, pippin.

- Get the wounded on horses.
- The wolves of isengard will return.
- Leave the dead.
- Come.

- Well, you've left out one of the chief characters: "Samwise the brave."
- I want to hear more about Sam.
- Frodo wouldn't have got far without Sam.
- Now, Mr. Frodo, you shouldn't make fun.
- I was being serious.
- So was I.

- Son of thengel...
- Too long have you sat in the shadows.
- I would stay still if I were you.
- Hearken to me!
- I release you...
- From the spell.

- Who am I, gamling?
- You are our king, sire.
- And do you trust your king?
- Your men, my lord...
- Will follow you to whatever end.
- To whatever end.

- Gollum?
- Don't follow the lights.
Frodo: Gollum!
- Mr. Frodo!
- Are you all right?

Elrond: If Aragorn survives this war, you will still be parted. If Sauron is defeated and Aragorn made king and all that you hope for comes true you will still have to taste the bitterness of mortality. Whether by the sword or the slow decay of time, Aragorn will die. And there will be no comfort for you, no comfort to ease the pain of his passing. He will come to death an image of the splendor of the kings of Men in glory undimmed before the breaking of the world. But you, my daughter, you will linger on in darkness and in doubt as nightfall in winter that comes without a star. Here you will dwell bound to your grief under the fading trees until all the world is changed and the long years of your life are utterly spent.

Ugluk: [after beheading an insubordinate Orc attempting to eat Merry and Pippin] Looks like meat's back on the menu, boys!

- Many of these trees were my friends.
- Creatures I had known from nut and acorn.
- I'm sorry, treebeard.
- They had voices of their own.
- Saruman.
- A wizard should know better!

[from extended version]
Merry: [watching Saruman look out at the ruin of Isengard from the tower] He doesn't look too happy, does he?
Pippin: Not too happy at all, Merry.
Merry: Still, I suppose the view would be quite nice from up there.
Pippin: Oh yes, it's a quality establishment. I hear the staff are VERY good.

- Smeagol: Wraiths!
- Wraiths on wings!
- They are calling for it.
- They are calling for the precious.
- Mr. Frodo! It's all right.
- I'm here.

Boromir: No! No!
- Fly, you fools.

[last lines]
Frodo: Smeagol?
Sam: We're not going to wait for you. Come on.
Smeagol: Master. Master looks after us. Master wouldn't hurt us.
Gollum: Master broke his promise.
Smeagol: Don't ask Smeagol. Poor, poor Smeagol.
Gollum: Master betrayed us. Wicked. Tricksy, False. We ought to wring his filthy little neck. Kill him! Kill him! Kill them both! And then we take the precious... and we be the master!
Smeagol: But the fat Hobbit, he knows. Eyes always watching.
Gollum: Then we stabs them out. Put out his eyeses, make him crawl.
Smeagol: Yes. Yes. Yes.
Gollum: Kill them both.
Smeagol: Yes. No! No! It's too risky. It's too risky.
Sam: Where is he? Where has he gone? Hey, Gollum! Where are you?
Frodo: Smeagol?
Gollum: We could let *her* do it.
Smeagol: Yes. She could do it.
Gollum: Yes, precious, she could. And then we takes it once they're dead.
Smeagol: Once they're dead. Shh.
[Comes out of hiding]
Smeagol: Come on Hobbits. Long ways to go yet. Smeagol will show the way.
Gollum: Follow me.

- Hurry.
Frodo: Faramir!
- You must let me go!
- Treebeard: And those little family of field mice...
- That climb up sometimes, and they tickle me awfully.
- They're always trying to get somewhere where they...

- The walls of your bower closing in about you.
- A hutch to trammel some wild thing in.
- So fair.
- So cold.
- Like a morning of pale spring...
- Still clinging to winter's chill.

Frodo: I can't do this, Sam.
Sam: I know. It's all wrong. By rights we shouldn't even be here. But we are. It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn't want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn't. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.
Frodo: What are we holding onto, Sam?
Sam: That there's some good in this world, Mr. Frodo... and it's worth fighting for.

Faramir: [to Frodo and Sam] My men tell me that you are Orc spies.
Sam: Spies! Now wait just a minute!
Faramir: Well, if you're not spies, then who are you?
[they remain silent, Faramir sighs and sits]
Faramir: Speak!
Frodo: We are Hobbits of the Shire. Frodo Baggins is my name and this is Samwise Gamgee.
Faramir: Your bodyguard?
Sam: His gardener.
Faramir: And where is your skulking friend? That gangrel creature. He had an ill-favoured look.
Frodo: [reluctant] There was no other. We set out from Rivendell with seven companions. One we lost in Moria. Two were my kin. A dwarf there was also. And an elf. And two men. Aragorn, son of Arathorn, and Boromir of Gondor.
Faramir: [solemn] You are a friend of Boromir?
Frodo: Yes, for my part.
Faramir: It would grieve you then to learn that he is dead.
Frodo: [shocked] Dead? How? When?
Faramir: As one of his companions, I had hope you would tell me. He was my brother.

Gandalf: Shadowfax.
- He is the lord of all horses...
- And has been my friend through many dangers.

- You are most welcome.
- We are proud to fight alongside men once more.

- Théoden king stands alone.
- Not alone.
- Rohirrim!
- Eomer.
- To the king!

- No one at home will believe this.
- Sméagol?

- That has not happened...
- For an age.
- Entmoot.
- What's that?
- 'Tis a gathering.
- A gathering of what?

- Who now has the strength to stand against the armies of isengard...
- And mordor?
- To stand against the might of Sauron and saruman...
- And the union of the two towers?
- Together, my lord Sauron...
- We shall rule this middle-earth.

- I am ready, gamling.
- Bring my horse.
- This is not a defeat.
- We will return.
- We will return.

Gimli: [failing to see over the wall] What's happening out there?
Legolas: Shall I describe it to you?
Gimli: [turns] Hmm?
Legolas: Or would you like me to find you a box?
[Gimli laughs]

- You know the way to mordor?
- Yes.
- You've been there before?

- Merry.
- We have just agreed.

- Why are you saying this?
- I am mortal. You are elf-kind.
- It was a dream, annen.
- Nothing more.
- I don't believe you.

- Treebeard: Beech. Oak.
- Chestnut. Ash.
- Good. Good. Good.
- Many have come.
- Now we must decide if the ents...
- Will go to war.

- Dead marshes.
- Yes. Yes, that is their name.
- This way.
- Don't follow the lights.
- Careful now! Or hobbits go down to join the dead ones...
- And light little candles of their own.

- Mr. Frodo?
- It's the ring, isn't it?
- It's getting heavier.

- Come, sméagol.
- Nice sméagol. That's it.
- Come on.
- Don't hurt him!
- Sméagol, don't struggle.
- Sméagol, listen to me.
- Master!

Gandalf: [to Grima] Be silent. Keep your forked tongue behind your teeth. I did not pass through fire and death to bandy crooked words with a witless worm.

- For death and glory.
- For Rohan.
- For your people.
- The sun is rising.
Gandalf: Look to my coming at first light on the fifth day.
- Look to the east.

- I think at last we understand one another,
- Frodo Baggins.
- You know the laws of our country, the laws of your father.
- If you let them go, your life will be forfeit.
- Release them.
Eomer: Stay out of the forest!
- Keep away from the trees!

- What is it, Mr. Frodo?
- Nothing.
- Just a dream.

- Why haven't you spoken of this before?
- Because master did not ask.
- He's up to something.
- Are you saying there's another way into mordor?
- Yes. There's a path...
- And some stairs.
- A tunnel.

- I know your face.
- Eowyn.
- Eowyn.
- Breathe the free air again, my friend.

Gimli: You could have picked a better spot.
- Well, lad, whatever luck you live by, let's hope it lasts the night.
- Your friends are with you, aragorn.
- Let's hope they last the night.

- We had time, I'd get this adjusted.
- It's a little tight across the chest.
- That is no orc horn.
- Send for the king.
- Open the gate!
- Guard: Open up the gate!

Treebeard: [after seeing the torn-down forest around Isengard] Saruman! A wizard should know better!
[loud yell]
Treebeard: There is no curse in Elvish, Entish, or the tongues of men for this treachery.
Pippin: Look, the trees! They're moving!
Merry: Where are they going?
Treebeard: They have business with the Orcs. My business is with Isengard tonight, with rock and stone.
[Ents emerge from the woods, following Treebeard]
Treebeard: Hroom, hm, come, my friends. The Ents are going to war. It is likely that we go to our doom. The last march of the Ents.

- This belongs to you.
- It was a gift.
- Keep it.
Eowyn: My lord?
- She is sailing to the undying lands with all that is left of her kin.

- Or rather, saruman as he should have been.
- You fell.
- Through fire...
- And water.
- From the lowest dungeon to the highest peak...
- I fought with the balrog of morgoth.

- Where are they?
- White wizard: They passed this way the day before yesterday.
- They met someone they did not expect.
- Does that comfort you?
- Who are you?
- Show yourself!

- Legolas! Two already!
- I'm on 17!
- I'll have no pointy-ear outscoring me!
- Nineteen!

Man: Captain faramir!
- We found the third one.
- You must come with me. Now.
- Down there.

Gimli: Whatever luck you live by... let's hope it lasts the night.
Legolas: Your friends are with you, Aragorn.
Gimli: Let's hope they last the night...

- Heed no nightly noise.
- Sleep till morning light.
- I have business in the forest.
- There are many to call.
- Many that must come.
- The shadow lies on fangorn.
- The withering of all woods is drawing near.

- Too long have you watched my sister.
- Too long have you haunted her steps.

[Gandalf the White whistles and a white horse appears]
Legolas: That is one of the Mearas, unless my eyes are cheated by some spell.
Gandalf: Shadowfax. He is the lord of all horses and has been my friend through many dangers.

- One last time.
- Let this be the hour when we draw swords together.
- Fell deeds, awake.
- Now for wrath...
- Now for ruin and a red dawn.
- Forth eorlingas!

- Treebeard: A hit. A fine hit.
- Treebeard: Break the dam!
- Release the river!
- Pippin! Hold on!
- Hold on, little hobbits.

- Yes, very good.
- Smeagol: The black gate of mordor.
- Oh, save us.
- My old gaffer would have a thing or two to say if he could see us now.
- Smeagol: Master says to show him the way into mordor.
- So good sméagol does, master says so.

- How is this possible?
- I bring word from elrond of rivendell.
- An alliance once existed between elves and men.
- Long ago we fought and died together.
- We come to honor that allegiance.

[Aragorn and Gimli are looking at the Uruk-hai, but are separated from them by a gap]
Gimli: Oh come on, we can take 'em.
Aragorn: It's a long way.
Gimli: Toss me.
Aragorn: What?
Gimli: I cannot jump the distance, you'll have to toss me.
Gimli: [pauses, looks up at Aragorn]
Gimli: Don't tell the Elf.
Aragorn: Not a word.

Gollum: Oh! Cruel Hobbit! It does not care if we be hungry. It does not care if we should die! Not like Master. Master cares. Master knows. Yes, Precious...
[Frodo takes hold of the Ring]
Gollum: Once it takes hold of us it never lets go.

- What are you doing?
- Where are you going?

- Woman: He's alive!
Gimli: Where is he? Where is he?
- Get out of the way!
- I'm going to kill him!
- You are the luckiest, the canniest...
- And the most reckless man
- I ever knew.
- Bless you, laddie.
- Gimli, where is the king?

- Aragorn!
- Aragorn?
- Tell me what happened and I will ease your passing.
- He took a little tumble off the cliff.
- You lie.

- No, I couldn't.
- I really couldn't.
- I made some stew.
- It isn't much, but it's hot.
- Thank you.

Gandalf: [to Aragorn] Look to my coming on the first light of the fifth day, at dawn look to the east.

- That there's some good in this world, Mr. Frodo.
- And it's worth fighting for.

- I hear the staff are very good.
- What are you doing?
- Nothing.
- The world's back to normal, that's all.
- No, it isn't.
- I'm starving.
- Good luck trying to find something decent around here.
- Probably dead rats and moldy bread.

- He's led us this far, Sam.
- Mr. Frodo, no.
- He's been true to his word.
- Lead the way, sméagol.
- Good sméagol always helps.

- Where he came from.
- And if he was really evil at heart.
- What lies or threats led him on this long march from home.
- If he would not rather have stayed there...
- In peace.
- War will make corpses of us all.

- What did you call me?
- That was your name once, wasn't it?
- A long time ago.
- My name.
- My name.
- Sméagol.

- The gate.
- It's opening!
- I can see a way down.
- Sam, no!
- Master!

- Stay here. Keep out of sight.
- Take cover!

- Send me in his stead.
- You?
- Oh, I see.
- A chance for faramir, captain of gondor, to show his quality.
- I think not.
- I trust this mission only to your brother.
- The one who will not fail me.

- Where is the horn that was blowing?
- They have passed like rain on the mountains.
- Like wind in the Meadow.
- The days have gone down in the west...
- Into shadow.
- How did it come to this?

- Our people are safe.
- We have paid for it with many lives.
Gimli: My lady.
- Lord aragorn...
- Where is he?
- He fell.

- We have trusted you this far.
- You have not led us astray.
- Forgive me.
- I was wrong to despair.

- We're going in circles.
Sam: What is that horrid stink?
- I warrant there's a nasty bog nearby.
- Can you smell it?
- Yes.
- I can smell it.
- We're not alone.

- I haven't seen my niece smile for a long time.
- She was a girl when they brought her father back dead.
- Cut down by orcs.
- She watched her mother succumb to grief.
- Then she was left alone, to tend her king in growing fear.
- Doomed to wait upon an old man, who should have loved her as a father.

- Gandalf the white.
- Gandalf the fool!
- Does he seek to humble me with his newfound piety?
Wormtongue: There were three who followed the wizard.
- An elf, a dwarf and a man.
- You stink of horse.

- The grey pilgrim.
- That's what they used to call me.
- Three hundred lives of men I've walked this earth, and now I have no time.
- With luck, my search will not be in vain.
- Look to my coming at first light on the fifth day.
- At dawn, look to the east.

- As soon as they find out we don't, we're dead.
- Just a mouthful...
- A bit of the flank.
- Looks like meat's back on the menu, boys.
- Pippin.
- Let's go.

- The dark one is gathering all armies to him.
- It won't be long now.
- He will soon be ready.
- Ready to do what?
- To make his war.
- The last war that will cover all the world in shadow.
- We've got to get moving. Come on, Sam.
- It's an oliphaunt.

- Aren't you?!
- You must help. Please.
- You must do something.
- You are young and brave, master merry.
- But your part in this tale is over.
- Go back to your home.

- It is mine to give to whom I will.
- Like my heart.
- Go to sleep.
- I am asleep.
- This is a dream.
- Then it is a good dream.

- But now he has a mind of metal...
- And wheels.
- He no longer cares for growing things.
- What is it?
- It's saruman's army.
- The war has started.

- On the precious.
- On the precious.
- I don't believe you!
- Get down! I said, down!
- Sam!
- He's trying to trick us.
- If we let him go, he'll throttle us in our sleep.

- They have feelings, my friend.
- The elves began it.
- Waking up the trees, teaching them to speak.
- Talking trees.
- What do trees have to talk about?
- Except the consistency of squirrel droppings.

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!

- It's taken hold of you, Mr. Frodo.
- You have to fight it.
- I know what I have to do, Sam.
- The ring was entrusted to me.
- It's my task.
- Mine! My own!
- Can't you hear yourself?
- Don't you know who you sound like?

Sam: What we need is a few good taters.
Gollum: What's taters, precious? What's taters, eh?
Sam: *Po-tay-toes!* Boil 'em, mash 'em, stick 'em in a stew... Lovely big golden chips with a nice piece of fried fish.
[Gollum makes a noise of disgust while sticking his tongue out]
Sam: Even you couldn't say no to that.
Gollum: Oh yes we could. Spoilin' nice fish. Give it to us raw and w-r-r-riggling; you keep nasty chips.
Sam: You're hopeless.

- The white wizard approaches.
- Do not let him speak.
- He will put a spell on us.
- We must be quick.

- No, treebeard said that you shouldn't have any.
Merry: I want some!
- It could well be dangerous!
- Give me it back. Merry!
- What's happening?!
- It's got my leg!
- Merry!

- A scout!
- What is it? What do you see?
- Warg! We're under attack!
- Get them out of here!
- All riders to the head of the column.
Gimli: Come on. Get me up here. I'm a rider.
- Come on!

- Ever served you, my lord.
- Your leechcraft would have had me crawling on all fours like a beast!
Wormtongue: Send me not from your sight.
Aragorn: No, my lord! No, my lord.
- Let him go.
- Enough blood has been spilt on his account.

- Don't think he'd understand.
- Could be a distant relative.
- I get it.
- Don't be hasty.
- Exactly.
- Bar-hrum.

- Pull everybody back.
Theoden: They have broken through!
- The castle is breached. Retreat!
Gamling: Fall back!
Theoden: Retreat!
Aragorn: Hurry! Inside. Get them inside!
Theoden: Into the keep!

- Some evil gives speed to these creatures.
- Sets its will against us.
Aragorn: Legolas! What do your elf-eyes see?
Legolas: The uruks turn northeast.
- They are taking the hobbits to isengard.
- Saruman.

- And all its domains under pain of death.
- You have no authority here.
- Your orders mean nothing.
- This order does not come from me.
- It comes from the king.
- He signed it this morning.

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?

- I hate this place. It's too quiet.
- There's been no sight nor sound of a bird for two days.
- No, no birdses to eat.
- No crunchable birdses.
- And we are famished! Yes!
- Famished we are, precious!

- Let's put a maggot hole in your belly!
- Run, merry!

- We don't need you.
- What?
- Leave now...
- And never come back.
- Leave now and never come back.
- Leave now and never come back!

- Faramir! Orcs have taken the eastern shore. Their numbers are too great.
- By nightfall we will be overrun.
- Mr. Frodo?
- It's calling to him, Sam.
- His eye is almost on me.
- Hold on, Mr. Frodo.
- You'll be all right.

Frodo: We are bound to an errand of secrecy. Those who claim to oppose the enemy would do well not to hinder us.
Faramir: The enemy?
[He walks to the body of a dead Haradrim soldier that he killed with his bow, and turns him over with his foot]
Faramir: His sense of duty was no less than yours, I deem. You wonder what his name is... where he came from. And if he was really evil at heart. What lies or threats led him on this long march from home. If he would not rather have stayed there... in peace. War will make corpses of us all.

- Wait.
- This creature is bound to me.
- And I to him.
- He is our guide.
- Please...
- Let me go down to him.

- And now we cannot find them.
- I don't suppose you've seen entwives in the shire?
- Can't say that I have.
- You, pip?
- What do they look like?
- I don't remember now.

- Not idly do the leaves of lorien fall.
- They may yet be alive.
- Less than a day ahead of us. Come.
- Come, gimli! We're gaining on them!
- I'm wasted on cross-country.
- We dwarves are natural sprinters.
- Very dangerous over short distances.

- Build a dam, block the stream, work the furnaces night and day.
- We don't have enough fuel to feed the fires.
- The forest of fangorn lies on our doorstep.
- Burn it.
- Yes.
- Wild man: We will fight for you.
- Swear it.

[from extended version]
Legolas: Final count, forty-two.
Gimli: Forty-two? Oh, that's not bad for a pointy-eared elvish princeling. Hmph! I myself am sitting pretty on forty-THREE.
Legolas: [takes out an arrow, and shoots the Uruk Gimli is sitting on in the stomach] Forty-three.
Gimli: He was already dead!
Legolas: He was twitching.
Gimli: He was *twitching* because he's got my axe EMBEDDED IN HIS NERVOUS SYSTEM!
[rattles the handle of his ax; the Uruk's arms and legs twitch]

Gamling: Aragorn!
- Fall back to the keep!
- Get your men out of there!
Gimli: What are you doing?
- What are you stopping for?

- For this treachery.
- Look! The trees! They're moving!
- Where are they going?
- They have business with the orcs.
- My business is with isengard tonight...
- With rock and stone.

Gandalf: He was strong in life.
- His spirit will find its way to the halls of your fathers.