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.
except on party business
If you want him, come and claim him!
Have you ever been called home by the clear ringing of silver trumpets?
Men? Men are weak. The race of men is failing.
May the blessing of Elves, and Men and all free folk go with you.
The Fellowship awaits The Ring Bearer.
It is a strange fate that we should suffer so much fear and doubt over so small a thing. Such a little thing.
I've no memory of this place.
Be on your guard. There are older and fouler things than Orcs in the deep places of the world.
This is no mine. It's a tomb.
Soon, Master Elf, you will enjoy the fabled hospitality of the Dwarves. Roaring fires, malt beer, ripe meat off the bone.
If we cannot pass over the mountain, let us go under it. Let us go through the mines of Moria.
The blade glows blue when Orcs are close.
I will be dead before I see the Ring in the hands of an Elf! Never trust an Elf!
Not with ten thousand men could you do this. It is folly.
Gondor has no king. Gondor needs no king.
This is no mere ranger. He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. You owe him your allegiance.
I will take the Ring to Mordor! Though... I do not know the way.
If by my life or death I can protect you, I will. You have my sword.
I do not want that power. I have never wanted it.
Great! Where are we going?
Nine companions. So be it. You shall be The Fellowship of the Ring.
Do not be too eager to deal out death in judgement. Even the very wise cannot see all ends.
You do not know pain, you do not know fear. You will taste man flesh.
Even the smallest person can change the course of the future.
All shall love me and despair.
I know what it is you saw, for it is also in my mind.
Lembas! Elvish Way-bread. One small bite is enough to fill the stomach of a grown man.
I asked for one hair from her golden head... she gave me three.
Leave all that can be spared behind. We travel light. Let's hunt some Orc.
I made a promise, Mr Frodo. A promise. "Don't you leave him, Samwise Gamgee." And I don't mean to. I don't mean to.
Can you protect me from yourself?
I'm here to help you. I promised Gandalf that I would.
Will you look into the mirror?
I will find no rest here. I heard her voice inside my head.
A Balrog. A demon of the ancient world. This foe is beyond any of you. Run!
Strangers from distant lands, friends of old you have been summoned here to answer the threat of Mordor.
Fool of a Took. Throw yourself in next time, and rid us of your stupidity.
The Quest stands upon the edge of a knife. Stray but a little, and it will fail, to the ruin of all. Yet hope remains while the Company is true.
The dwarf breathes so loud, we could have shot him in the dark.
Well, here's one dwarf she won't ensnare so easily. I have the eyes of a hawk and the ears of a fox.
If in doubt, Meriadoc, always follow your nose.
You said you'd bind yourself to me, forsaking the immortal life of your people.
Keep your nose out of trouble and no trouble will come to you.
Keep it secret. Keep it safe.
Do not take me for some conjurer of cheap tricks!
Is it secret? Is it safe?
One ring to rule them all. One ring to find them. One ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.
Always remember Frodo, the Ring is trying to get back to its master. It wants to be found.
Travel only by day. And stay off the road.
Hobbits really are amazing creatures.
So, there I was. At the mercy three monstrous trolls. And they were all arguing amongst themselves about how they were going to cook us. Whether it be turned on a spit, or to sit on us one by one, squash us into jelly. They spent so much time arguing the whithertos and the whyfors that the sun's first light crept over the top of the trees and turned them all to stone.
Gandalf, my old friend, this will be a night to remember.
For the time will soon come when hobbits will shape the fortunes of all.
One ring to rule them all.
A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to.
So, how is the old rascal? I hear it's gonna be a party of special magnificence.
I feel... thin. Sort of stretched, like... butter scraped over too much bread. I need a holiday. A very long holiday. And I don't expect I shall return. In fact I mean not to.
Whatever you did, you've been officially labeled a disturber of the peace.
Concealed within his fortress, the lord of Mordor sees all. His gaze pierces cloud, shadow, earth and flesh. You know of what I speak, Gandalf. A great Eye, lidless, wreathed in flame.
Against the power of Mordor there can be no victory.
The shards of Narsil. The blade that cut the ring from Sauron's hand.
There's no strength left in the world of Men. They're scattered, divided, leaderless.
It is in Men that we must place our hope.
This evil cannot be concealed by the power of the Elves.
The same blood flows in my veins. The same weakness.
Your time will come. You will face the same evil, and you will defeat it.
Fate has chosen him. A fellowship will protect him. Evil will hunt them.
I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone.
That wound will never fully heal. He will carry it the rest of his life.
So you have chosen death.
He's been stabbed by a Morgul blade.
What about second breakfast?
We wish to stay at the inn. Our business is our own.
He is passing into the Shadow World. He'll soon become a wraith like them.
What's this? A Ranger, caught off his guard?
There is only one Lord of the Ring, only one who can bend it to his will. And he does not share power.
It is mine to give to whom I will. Like my heart.