Arwen : "What's this? A ranger caught off his guard?" The quote itself isn' the funniest, but I loved the look on Aragorn's face when he felt the sword point at his throat.<P>--------------------------------------------<P>Čomer: [He dismounts his horse, and steps towards Gimli.] <BR>I would cut off your head, Dwarf, if it stood but a little higher from the ground. <P>--------------------------------------------<P>[Legolas, in a lightning fast move, points an arrow at Čomer.] <BR>Legolas: You would die before your stroke fell! <P>--------------------------------------------<P>Gimli: It's true you don't see many dwarf women. And in fact, they are so alike in voice and appearance, they are often mistaken for dwarf men. <BR>Aragorn: It's the beards. <P>--------------------------------------------<P>Gimli : (After falling off his horse) "It's alright! It's alright! Nobody panic. That was deliberate. It was deliberate.<P>--------------------------------------------<P>Bilbo : Alas. Eleventy one years is far too short a time to live amongst such excellent, and admirable Hobbits. 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. <P>--------------------------------------------<P>Gandalf: What did you hear? SPEAK! <BR>Sam: N-n-n-nothing important. That is I heard a good deal about a ring, Dark Lord, and something about the end of the world, but, please Mr. Gandalf, sir, please don't 'urt me. Don't turn me into anything - unnatural... <P>--------------------------------------------<P>Pippin: What about breakfast? <BR>Aragorn: You've already had it. <BR>Pippin: We've had one, yes. What about second breakfast? <BR>Merry: Don't think he knows about second breakfast, Pip. <BR>Pippin: What about elevenses? Luncheon? Afternoon tea? Dinner? Supper? He knows about them, doesn't he? <BR>Merry: I wouldn't count on it. <P>--------------------------------------------<P>Sam : Mr. Frodo's not going anywhere without me. <BR>Elrond: No, indeed, it is hardly possible to separate you from him, even when he is summoned to a secret Council, and you are not. <BR>Merry: Oi! We're coming too! <BR>You'll have to send us home tied up in a sack to stop us. <BR>Pippin: Anyway, you need people of intelligence on this sort of mission. Quest. Thing. <BR>Merry: Well that rules you out, Pip. <BR>Elrond: Nine companions. So be it! You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring. <BR>Pippin: Great. Where are we going? <P>--------------------------------------------
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"Only the journey is written, not the destination."
-Ardeth Bay
The bow of Legolas was singing.
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