Gimli: Well, here's one Dwarf she won't ensnare so easily. I have the eyes of a hawk and the ears of a fox. Haldir: The Dwarf breathes so loud, we could have shot him in the dark.
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Frodo: You're late. Gandalf: A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to.
Gandalf: Keep it secret. Keep it safe.
Gollum: It came to me, my own, my love... my... preciousssss.
Galadriel: Do not let your hearts be troubled.
甘道夫：我們要決定的，是在有限的時間裡做些什麼。
世上還是有良善的那一面，佛羅多先生，而且是值得努力爭取的。
That there's some good in this world, Mr. Frodo… and it's worth fighting for.
Gandalf: All you have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to you.
Gandalf: All your long years, we've been friends. Trust me as you once did. Hmm? Let it go.
Gandalf: He hates and loves The Ring - as he hates and loves himself.
Sam: 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.
Gandalf: Keep it secret. Keep it safe.
Sam: Think I'm gettin' the hang of this!
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.
Boromir: It is a strange fate that we should suffer so much fear and doubt over so small a thing. Such a little thing.
Sam: Think I'm gettin' the hang of this!
Frodo: You're late. Gandalf: A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to.
Frodo: Go back, Sam. I'm going to Mordor alone. Sam: Of course you are. And I'm coming with you.
Arwen: Do you remember when we first met? Aragorn: I thought I had wandered into a dream. Arwen: Long years have passed. You did not have the cares you carry now. Do you remember what I told you? Aragorn: You said you'd bind yourself to me, forsaking the immortal life of your people. Arwen: And to that I hold. I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone. Arwen: I choose a mortal life. Aragorn: You cannot give me this. Arwen: It is mine to give to whom I will. Like my heart.
Aragorn: Are you frightened? Frodo: Yes. Aragorn: Not nearly frightened enough. I know what hunts you.
Aragorn: If by my life or death I can protect you, I will. You have my sword... Legolas: And you have my bow. Gimli: And *my* axe. Boromir: You carry the fate of us all, little one. If this is indeed the will of the Council, then Gondor will see it done.
Elrond: His strength returns. Gandalf: That wound will never fully heal. He will carry it the rest of his life. Elrond: And yet, to have come so far, still bearing the Ring, the Hobbit has shown extraordinary resilience to its evil. Gandalf: It is a burden he should never have had to bear. We can ask no more of Frodo. Elrond: Gandalf, the enemy is moving. Sauron's forces are massing in the East; his eye is fixed on Rivendell. And Saruman, you tell me, has betrayed us. Our list of allies grows thin. Gandalf: His treachery runs deeper than you know. By foul craft, Saruman has crossed Orcs with goblin men. He's breeding an army in the caverns of Isengard. An army that can move in sunlight and cover great distance at speed. Saruman is coming for the Ring. Elrond: This evil cannot be concealed by the power of the Elves. We do not have the strength to withstand both Mordor and Isengard. Gandalf, the Ring cannot stay here. This evil belongs to all of Middle-Earth. They must decide now how to end it. The time of the Elves is over, my people are leaving these shores. Who will you look to when we've gone? The Dwarves? They toil away in caverns, seeking riches. They care nothing for the troubles of others. Gandalf: It is in Men that we must place our hope. Elrond: Men? Men are weak. The Blood of Numenor is all but spent, its pride and dignity forgotten. It is because of Men the Ring survives. I was there, Gandalf. I was there three thousand years ago. I was there the day the strength of Men failed. Elrond: Isildur, hurry, follow me. Elrond: I led Isildur deep into the fires of Mount Doom, where the Ring was forged, the one place it could be destroyed. Elrond: Cast it into the fire! Destroy it! Isildur: No. Elrond: Isildur! Elrond: Isildur kept the Ring. It should have ended that day, but evil was allowed to endure. There's no strength left in the world of Men. They're scattered, divided, leaderless. Gandalf: There is one who could unite them. One who could reclaim the throne of Gondor. Elrond: He turned from that path a long time ago. He has chosen exile.
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 destroy them. Frodo: 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. Galadriel: In place of a Dark Lord you would have a Queen! Not dark but beautiful and terrible as the Dawn! 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. Galadriel: This is Nenya, the Ring of Adamant. And I am its 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: Hold out your hand, Frodo. It's quite cool. Gandalf: What can you see? Can you see anything? Frodo: Nothing. There's nothing. Frodo: Wait. Frodo: There are markings. It's some form of Elvish. Frodo: I can't read it. Gandalf: There are few who can. The language is that of Mordor, which I will not utter here. Frodo: Mordor? Gandalf: In the Common Tongue, it says: "One Ring to rule them all. One Ring to find them. One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them."
Pippin: Anyways, you need people of intelligence on this sort of... mission... quest... thing. Merry: Well, that rules you out, Pip.
Frodo: Mordor... I hope the others find a safer road. Sam: Strider'll look after them. Frodo: I don't suppose we'll ever see them again. Sam: We may yet, Mr. Frodo. We may. Frodo: Sam... I'm glad you're with me.
Boromir: My father is a noble man, but his rule is failing, and our people lose faith. He looks to me to make things right and I would do it. I would see the glory of Gondor restored. Have you ever seen it, Aragorn? The White Tower of Ecthelion, glimmering like a spike of pearl and silver, its banners caught high in the morning breeze. Have you ever been called home by the clear ringing of silver trumpets? Aragorn: I have seen the White City, long ago. Boromir: One day, our paths will lead us there. And the tower guard shall take up the call: "The Lords of Gondor have returned."
Frodo: Before you came along, we Bagginses were very well thought of. Gandalf: Indeed? Frodo: Never had any adventures or did anything unexpected. Gandalf: If you're referring to the incident with the Dragon, I was barely involved. All I did was give your uncle a little nudge out of the door. Frodo: Whatever you did, you've been officially labeled a disturber of the peace.
Frodo: I will take it! Frodo: I will take it! Frodo: I will take the Ring to Mordor! Frodo: Though... I do not know the way.
Aragorn: I swore to protect you. Frodo: Can you protect me from yourself? Frodo: Would you destroy it? The Ring: Aragorn... Elessar... Aragorn: I would have gone with you to the end, into the very fires of Mordor.
Frodo: What do you want? Aragorn: A little more caution from you; that is no trinket you carry. Frodo: I carry nothing. Aragorn: Indeed. I can avoid being seen if I wish, but to disappear entirely, that is a rare gift.
Boromir: What is this new devilry? Gandalf: A Balrog. A demon of the ancient world. This foe is beyond any of you. Run!
Gimli: I have been dealt a wound beyond all healing, for I have looked the last... upon that which was fairest. Gimli: Henceforth I will call nothing fair unless it be her gift to me. Legolas: What was it? Gimli: I asked for one hair from her golden head... she gave me three.
Gimli: Well, here's one Dwarf she won't ensnare so easily. I have the eyes of a hawk and the ears of a fox. Haldir: The Dwarf breathes so loud, we could have shot him in the dark.
Saruman: We must join with Him, Gandalf. We must join with Sauron. It would be wise, my friend. Gandalf: Tell me, "friend", when did Saruman the Wise abandon reason for madness?
Elrond: Strangers from distant lands, friends of old, you have been summoned here to answer the threat of Mordor. Middle Earth stands upon the brink of destruction; none can escape it. You will unite or you will fall. Each race is bound to this fate, this one doom. Bring forth the ring, Frodo. Boromir: So it is true. In a dream, I saw the Eastern sky grow dark. But in the West, a pale light lingered. A voice was crying, "The doom is near at hand, Isildur's Bane is found." Boromir: Isildur's Bane... Aragorn: Boromir! Gandalf: Ash Nazg Durbatuluk, Ash Nazg Gimbatul, Ash Nazg Thrakatuluk, Agh Burzum-ishi Krimpatul. Elrond: Never before has anyone dared utter words of that tongue here, in Imladris. Gandalf: I do not ask for pardon, Master Elrond, for the Black Speech of Mordor may yet be heard in every corner of the West! The Ring is altogether evil. Boromir: It is a gift. A gift to the foes of Mordor. Why not use this ring? Long has my father, the Steward of Gondor, kept the forces of Mordor at bay. By the blood of our people are your lands kept safe. Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy. Let us use it against him. Aragorn: You cannot wield it. None of us can. The One Ring answers to Sauron alone. It has no other master. Boromir: And what would a Ranger know of this matter? Legolas: This is no mere Ranger. He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. You owe him your allegiance. Boromir: Aragorn? This is Isildur's heir? Legolas: And heir to the throne of Gondor Aragorn: Sit down, Legolas. Boromir: Gondor has no King. Gondor needs no King. Gandalf: Aragorn is right. We cannot use it. Elrond: You have only one choice. The Ring must be destroyed. Gimli: Then what are we waiting for? Elrond: The ring cannot be destroyed, Gimli, son of Gloin, by any craft that we here possess. The ring was made in the fires of Mount Doom. Only there can it be unmade. The ring must be taken deep into Mordor and cast back into the fiery chasm from whence it came. One of you must do this. Boromir: One does not simply walk into Mordor. Its black gates are guarded by more than just Orcs. There is evil there that does not sleep. The great Eye is ever watchful. It is a barren wasteland, riddled with fire, ash, and dust. The very air you breathe is a poisonous fume. Not with ten-thousand men could you do this. It is folly. Legolas: Have you heard nothing Lord Elrond has said? The ring must be destroyed! Gimli: And I suppose you think you're the one to do it? Boromir: And if we fail, what then? What happens when Sauron takes back what is his? Gimli: I will be dead before I see the Ring in the hands of an Elf! Never trust an Elf!
Witch-King: Give up the Halfling, She-Elf! Arwen: If you want him, come and claim him!
Gandalf: I think you should leave the ring behind, Bilbo. Is that so hard? Bilbo: Well, no. Bilbo: ...and yes. Now it comes to it, I don't feel like parting with it. It's mine, I found it. It came to me! Gandalf: There's no need to get angry. Bilbo: Well, if I'm angry, it's your fault. Bilbo: ...it's mine... my own... my precious... Gandalf: Precious? It's been called that before, but not by you. Bilbo: Oh, what business is it of yours what I do with my own things? Gandalf: I think you've had that ring quite long enough. Bilbo: You want it for yourself! Gandalf: BILBO BAGGINS! Do not take me for some conjuror of cheap tricks! I am not trying to rob you. I'm trying to help you.
Bilbo: Mrs Bracegirdle, how nice to see you. Welcome welcome. Are all these children yours? Mrs. Bracegirdle: Yeah. Bilbo: Good gracious, you have been productive.
Frodo: I know what I must do. It's just... I'm afraid to do it.
Arwen: What's this? A Ranger, caught off his guard?
Gollum: It came to me, my own, my love... my... preciousssss.
Gandalf: I suppose you think that was terribly clever.
Galadriel: For the time would soon come when Hobbits would shape the fortunes of all.
Gimli: Let them come. There is one Dwarf yet in Moria who still draws breath.
Gimli: Soon Master Elf, you will enjoy the fabled hospitality of the Dwarves. Roaring fires, malt beer, ripe meat off the bone.
