Gimli: Certainty of death. Small chance of success. What are we waiting for?
Galadriel: And for you, Frodo Baggins, I give you the light of Earendil our most beloved star. May it be a light to you in dark places when all other lights go out.
Frodo: I’m glad to be with you, Samwise Gamgee, here at the end of all things.
Gandalf: Send these foul beasts into the abyss.
Eomer: You should not encourage him.
Eowyn: You should not doubt him.
Eomer: I do not doubt his heart, only the reach of his arm.
Gandalf: Fight. Fight to the last man. Fight for your lives.
Aragorn: Why have you come?
Eowyn: Do you not know?
Aragorn: It is but a shadow and a thought that you love. I cannot give you what you seek.
Aragorn: I have wished you joy since first I saw you.
Sam: Don’t go where I can’t follow.
Aragorn: My friends, you bow to no one.
Elrond: I come on behalf of one whom I love. Arwen is dying. She will not long survive the evil that now spreads from Mordor. The light of the Evenstar is failing. As Sauron’s power grows, her strength wanes. Arwen’s life is now tied to the fate of the Ring. The Shadow is upon us, Aragorn. The end has come.
Aragorn: It will not be our end but his.
Gimli: I never thought I’d die fighting side by side with an elf.
Legolas: How about side by side with a friend?
Gimli: Aye. I could do that.
Pippin: It’s so quiet.
Gandalf: It’s the deep breath before the plunge.
Pippin: I don’t want to be in a battle. But waiting on the edge of one I can’t escape is even worse.
Aragorn: I do not fear death.
Frodo: We set out to save the Shire, Sam and it has been saved – but not for me.
Gandalf: Go back to the abyss! Fall into nothingness that awaits you and your master!
Witch King: Do you not know death when you see it, old man? This is my hour!
Gandalf: Your father loves you, Faramir. He will remember it before the end.
Sam: Mr. Frodo? What is it?
Frodo: Just a thought. I don’t think I’m going to be returning.
Sam: Of course you are. That’s just morbid thinking, that is.
Merry: Are you going to leave me?
Pippin: No, Merry. I’m going to look after you.
Eowyn: Courage, Merry, courage for our friends.
Gandalf: Of all the inquisitive Hobbits, Peregrin Took, you are the worst.
Theoden: I have left instruction. The people are to follow your rule in my stead. Take up my seat in the Golden Hall. Long may you defend Edoras if the battle goes ill.
Eowyn: What other duty would you have me do, my lord?
Theoden: Duty? No, I would have you smile again, not grieve for those whose time has come. You shall live to see these days renewed. No more despair.
Frodo: My dear Sam: You cannot always be torn in two. You will have to be one and whole for many years. You have so much to enjoy and to be and to do. Your part in the story will go on.
Gamling: He leaves because there is no hope.
Theoden: He leaves because he must.
Gamling: Too few have come. We cannot defeat the armies of Mordor.
Theoden: No we cannot. But we will meet them in battle nonetheless.
Gollum: It’s the only way. Go in, or go back.
Frodo: I cannot go back.