The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King

The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King quotes

66 total quotes (ID: 774)

Aragorn
Arwen
Frodo Baggins
Gandalf the White
King Théoden
Saruman the White (Extended edition only)
Sméagol/Gollum
Treebeard


Sam: Destroy it! Now! Throw it in the fire!
[Frodo is mesmerised by the Ring]
Sam: What are you waiting for? Just let it go!
[Frodo turns around and faces Sam]
Frodo: The Ring is mine.
[Frodo puts the Ring on, smiling exactly as Isildur before him, and vanishes]
Sam: NO!!


Sam: Do you remember the Shire, Mr. Frodo? It'll be spring soon, and the orchards will be in blossom. And the birds will be nesting in the hazel thicket. And they'll be sowing the summer barley in the lower fields. Eating the first of the strawberries with cream. Do you remember the taste of strawberries?
Frodo: No, Sam. I can't recall the taste of food, nor the sound of water, nor the touch of grass. Instead I'm... naked in the dark. There's nothing. No veil between me and the wheel of fire! I can see him... with my waking eyes!
Sam: Then let us be rid of it! Once and for all! Come on, Mr. Frodo. I can't carry it for you... but I can carry you! Come on!

Sam: Haven't you had any sleep, Mr. Frodo? I've gone and had too much. It must be getting late.
Frodo: No, it isn't. It isn't midday yet. The days are growing darker.

Saruman: You have fought many wars and slain many men, Th?oden King, and made peace afterwards. Can we not take counsel together as we once did? Can we not have peace?
[everyone looks expectantly at Th?oden]
Th?oden: We shall have peace. [looks up and glares at Saruman] We shall have peace - when you answer for the burning of the Westfold, and the children that lie dead there! We shall have peace - when the lives of men whose bodies were hewn even as they lay dead against the gates of the Hornburg, are avenged! When you hang from a gibbet for the sport of your own crows - we shall have peace!
Saruman: [notably angered] Gibbets and crows...! Dotard! [calms and turns to Gandalf] And what do you want, Gandalf Greyhame? Let me guess - the key of Orthanc, or perhaps the keys of Barad-dûr itself; along with the crowns of the seven kings and the rods of the five wizards!
Gandalf: Your treachery has already cost many lives; thousands more are now at risk. But you could save them, Saruman. You are deep in the enemy's counsel.
Saruman: So you have come here for information. I have some for you. [He pulls the palantir from his robes and gazes into it.] Something festers in the heart of Middle-earth, something you have failed to see. But the Great Eye has seen it. Even now he presses his advantage. His attack will come soon. [smugly] You're all going to die. But you know this, don't you, Gandalf? You cannot think that this Ranger will ever sit upon the throne of Gondor. This exile, crept from the shadows will never be crowned king. Gandalf does not hesitate to sacrifice those closest to him, those he professes to love. Tell me, what words of comfort did you give the Halfling, before you sent him to his doom? The path that you have set him on can only lead to death.
Gimli: I've heard enough! [to Legolas] Shoot him! Stick an arrow in his gob!
Gandalf: No. Come down, Saruman, and your life will be spared.
Saruman: Save your pity and your mercy! I have no use for it! [hurls a fireball at Gandalf, who is completely unaffected]
Gandalf: Saruman, your staff is broken! [it is so]
Th?oden: [to Gríma] Gríma! You need not follow him. You were not always as you are now. You were once a man of Rohan. Come down!
Saruman: [with contempt] A man... of Rohan? What is the house of Rohan, but a thatched barn where brigands drink in the reek and their brats roll on the floor with the dogs?! The victory at Helm's Deep does not belong to you, Th?oden Horsemaster. You are a lesser son of greater sires.
Th?oden: Gríma, come down! Be free of him!
Saruman: Free? He will never be free.
Gríma: No.
Saruman: Get down, cur! [hits Gríma in the face and knocks him down]
Gandalf: Saruman! You were deep in the enemy's counsel. Tell us what you know.
[Wormtongue pulls out his knife.]
Saruman: You withdraw your guard, and I will tell you where your doom will be decided. I will not be held prisoner here!
[Wormtongue stabs Saruman in the back. Legolas shoots Wormtongue and he falls back. Saruman falls from the tower and onto one of his machines, a spiked wheel.]
Gandalf: Send word to all our allies, and to every corner of Middle-earth that still stands free. The enemy moves against us. We need to know where he will strike.

Sm?agol: Give us that, D?agol, my love.
D?agol: Why?
Sm?agol: Because it's my birthday...and I wants it.

Smeagol: They knows, they knows! They suspects us!
Gollum: What's it saying, my Precious, my love? Is Smeagol losing his nerve?
Smeagol: No! Not! Never! Smeagol hates nasty Hobbitses! Smeagol wants to see them... dead!
Gollum: And we will. Smeagol did it once, he can do it again.
Smeagol: It's ours! Ours! [Panicking suddenly] We must get the Precious, we must get it back!
Gollum: Patience! patience, my love. First we must lead them to her.
Smeagol: We lead them to the winding stairs.
Gollum: Yes, the stairs, and then?
Smeagol: Up, up, up the stairs we go until we come to... the tunnel!
Gollum: And when they go in, there's no coming out. She's always hungry, she always needs to feed. She must eat, all She gets is filthy Orcses.
Smeagol: And they doesn't taste very nice, does they, Precious?
Gollum: No, not very nice at all, my love. She hungers for sweeter meats. Hobbit meat. And when She throws away the bones and the empty clothes, we will find it!
Smeagol: And take it for meeee!
Gollum: For us.
Smeagol: Yes, we, we meant for us.
Gollum: The Precious will be ours once the Hobbitses are dead.

Theoden: I am happy for you. He is an honourable man.
Eowyn: You are both honourable men.
Theoden: It was not Th?oden of Rohan who led our people to victory. Ahh, don't listen to me. You are young, and tonight is for you.

Witch-King: Feast on his flesh.
Éowyn: I will kill you if you touch him!
Witch King: Do not come between the Nazgûl and his prey.
[The Fell Beast attacks, and Éowyn cuts off its head with two strikes. The beast falls, and the Witch-King rises up and attacks]
Witch-King: You fool. No man can kill me. [He grabs her by the throat] Die now!
[Merry stabs the Witch-King in the calf, causing him to collapse in pain. Éowyn rises, pulling off her helm]
Éowyn: I am no man!
[She stabs the Witch-King in the face, and he reels back and shrivels into nothing]

(Aragorn sees the Eye of Sauron, and is entranced by its gaze)
Sauron: Aragorn... Elessar...
[Turning around to his comrades, eyes unfocused, Aragorn lifts up his sword, ready to die fighting.]
Aragorn: For Frodo.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadow shall spring.
Renewed shall be blade that was broken;
The crownless again shall be king.

[Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli stand at the edge of the Anduin, while the corsair ships sail by]
Aragorn: You may go no further. You will not enter Gondor.
Corsair captain: [laughing] Who are you to deny us passage?
Aragorn: Legolas, fire a warning shot past the botswain's ear.
Gimli: And mind your aim!
[as Legolas fires, Gimli taps the bow with his axe handle. The arrow instead kills the botswain.]
Gimli: Alright, we warned you! Prepare to be boarded!
Corsair captain: [as the crew laughs] Boarded? By you and whose army?
Aragorn: This army.
[The Dead Army appear behind the three and charge at the ships]

[Legolas and Gimli are having a contest, seeing who can kill the most enemies until the battle is over]
Legolas: Fifteen... sixteen...
Gimli: Seventeen... eighteen... nineteen...
[Legolas scales a Mûmakil, eventually climbing on top and shooting the Haradrim archers at the summit]
Legolas: Thirty three... thirty four...
[Legolas runs along its back, kills it with one triple-arrow shot, and slides down its trunk to land in front of Gimli]
Gimli: That still only counts as one!

[Merry and Pippin are sitting on a section of Isengard's wall, smoking and eating]
Merry: It's good. Definitely from the Shire. Longbottom Leaf.
Pippin: I feel... like I'm back at the Green Dragon!
Merry: [mouth is full] Nn! Grn Dragn!
Pippin: A mug of ale in my hand... putting my feet up on a settle, after a hard day's work.
Merry: Only, you've never done a hard day's work. [They both laugh at this. They then see Gandalf approaching]
Merry: Welcome, my lords, to Isengard.
Gimli: You young rascals! A merry hunt you've led us on, and now we find you... feasting! and... and smoking!
Pippin: [With his mouth full] We are sitting on a field of victory, enjoying a few well-earned comforts. The salted pork is particularly good.
Gimli: Salted pork...
Gandalf: [snorts] Hnh! Hobbits!
Merry: We're under orders- from Treebeard, who's taken over management.

[Sam gives Frodo some lembas bread]
Sam: Here.
Frodo: What about you?
Sam: I'm not hungry. Leastways, not for lembas bread.
Frodo: Sam...
Sam: Alright. We don't have that much left. We have to be careful or we're going to run out. You go ahead and eat that, Mr Frodo. I've rationed it. There should be enough.
Frodo: For what?
Sam: The journey home.

[Sam reads the title of the Red Book]
Sam: There and Back Again - A Hobbit's Tale by Bilbo Baggins and The Lord of the Rings by Frodo Baggins. You've finished it!
Frodo: Not quite. There's room for a little more.