The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers

The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers quotes

60 total quotes (ID: 356)

Aragorn
Éowyn
Faramir
Galadriel
Gandalf the White
King Théoden
Legolas
Saruman the White
Sméagol/Gollum


My precious. Note: ranked #85 in the American Film Institute's list of the top 100 movie quotations in American cinema.


Aragorn: Legolas! What do your Elf-eyes see?
Legolas: The Uruks turn northeast... They are taking the Hobbits to Isengard!
Aragorn: ...Saruman.
Geographically, Legolas should have said northwest.

Aragorn: Pendraith! ("Ladders!")
Gimli: Good!

Aragorn: [to a scared-looking boy] Give me your sword.
[the boy hands his sword to Aragorn]
Aragorn: What is your name?
Haleth: Haleth, son of Háma, my lord. The men are saying that we will not live out the night. They say that there is no hope.
Aragorn: This is a good sword, Haleth son of Háma. There is always hope.

Aragorn: It is an army bred for a single purpose... to destroy the world of Men. They will be here by night fall.
King Th?oden: Let them come!

Éomer: If we don't defend our country, Saruman will take it by force.
Grima Wormtongue: That is a lie. Saruman the white has forever been our friend and ally.
Th?oden (mumbling weakly): Gríma... Gríma...
[Gríma kneels before Th?oden, surveying him intently]
Éomer: Orcs are roming freely across our lands. Unchecked, unchallenged, killing at will. Orcs bearing the White Hand of Saruman. [throws a helmet, bearing the white hand at Gríma's feet]
Gríma: Why do you lay these troubles on an already troubled mind? Can you not see? Your uncle is wearied by your malcontent, your warmongering.
Éomer: Warmongering? [grabs Gríma by the throat] How long is it since Saruman bought you? What was the promised price, Gríma? When all the men are dead, you would take your share of the treasure? [sees Gríma looking at Éowyn] Too long have you watched my sister. Too long have you haunted her steps. [Gríma smiles. several men come from behind and seize Éomer]
Gríma: You see much Éomer, son of Éomund. Too much. You are banished forthwith from the kingdom of Rohan, under pain of death.

Éomer: What business does an Elf, a Man, and a Dwarf have in the Riddermark? Speak quickly!
Gimli: Give me your name, horsemaster, and I shall give you mine.
Éomer: I would cut off your head, dwarf, if it stood but a little higher from the ground.
Legolas: [taking out bow] You would die before your stroke fell! [The riders raise their spears, until Aragorn pushes Legolas' bow aside]
Aragorn: I am Aragorn, son of Arathorn. This is Gimli, son of Gloin, and Legolas, of the woodland realm. We are friends of Rohan, and of Theoden, your king.
Éomer: Theoden no longer recognises friend from foe. Not even his own kin. [Removes his helmet]. Saruman has poisoned the mind of the king and claimed lordship over these lands. My company and I are those loyal to Rohan, and for that, we are banished. The White wizard is cunning, they say. He walks here and there, like an old man, hooded and cloaked. And everywhere his spies slip passed our nets.
Aragorn: We are no spies. We track a party of Uruk-hai westwards across the plain. The've taken two of our friends captive.
Éomer: The Uruks are destroyed. We slaughtered them during the night.
Gimli: But there were two hobbits. Did you see two hobbits with them?
Aragorn: They would be small, only children to your eyes.
Éomer: We left none alive. We piled the carcasses and burned them. [gestures to the smoke coming over the hill]
Gimli: They're dead?
Éomer: [nods] I am sorry. [Éomer pauses, then whistles] Hasufel! Arod! [two horses trot over] May these horses bear you to better fortune than their former masters. [Mounts his horse and dons his helmet] Look for your friends. But do not trust to hope. It has forsaken these lands. [To his riders] We ride north!

Elrond: Arwen, tollen i lu. I chair gwannar na Valannor. Si bado, no cirar. ("Arwen. The ships are leaving for Valinor. Go now, before it is too late.")
Arwen: I have made my choice.
Elrond: He is not coming back. Why do you linger here when there is no hope?
Arwen: There is still hope.
Elrond: If Aragorn survives this war, you will still be parted. If Sauron is defeated, and Aragorn made king and all that you hope for comes true, you will still have to taste the bitterness of mortality. Whether by the sword or the slow decay of time, Aragorn will die. And there will be no comfort for you. No comfort to ease the pain of his passing. He will come to death, an image of the splendor of the kings of men in glory undimmed before the breaking of the world. But you, my daughter, you will linger on in darkness and in doubt. As nightfall in winter that comes without a star. Here you will dwell, bound to your grief, under the fading trees, until all the world is changed and the long years of your life are utterly spent. Arwen, there is nothing for you here... only death.
[Arwen is weeping]
Elrond: Ah im, u-'erin veleth lin? ("Do I not also have your love?")
Arwen: Gerich veleth nin, ada. ("You have my love, father.")

Faramir: I think at last we understand one another, Frodo Baggins.
Gondorian Ranger: You know the laws of our country, the laws of your father. If you let them go, your life will be forfeit.
Faramir: Then it is forfeit. Release them.

Faramir: My men tell me that you are Orc spies.
Sam: Spies?! Now wait just a minute!
Faramir: Well if you're not spies, then who are you? Speak.
Frodo: We are hobbits of the Shire. Frodo Baggins is my name, and this is Samwise Gamgee.
Faramir: Your bodyguard?
Sam: His gardener.
Faramir: And where is your skulking friend? That gangrel creature. He had an ill-favoured look.
Frodo: There was no other. We set out from Rivendell with seven companions. One we lost in Moria. Two were my kin. A Dwarf there was also, and an Elf. And two men, Aragorn, son of Arathorn, and Boromir of Gondor.
Faramir: You're a friend of Boromir?
Frodo: Yes. For my part.
Faramir: It will grieve you then to learn that he is dead.
Frodo: Dead? How? When?
Faramir: As one of his companions, 'd hoped you would tell me. He was my brother.

Faramir: To enter the forbidden pool pays the penilty of death. They wait for my comand. Shall I shoot?
Smeagol: [down below, singing] Rock and pool, is nice and cool, so juicy swee-eeet! Our only wish, to catch a fish, so juicy swee-eeet!

Frodo: What food have we got?
Sam: Let me see. Ah, yes. Lembas bread. And look! More lembas bread. I don't usually hold with foreign foods, but this Elvish stuff, it's not bad.
Frodo: Nothing ever dampens your spirits, does it, Sam?
Sam: [looks up] Those rain clouds might.

Gimli: [putting on a mail coat too long for him] If I had time I'd get this adjusted...
[Aragorn and Legolas look at each other]
Gimli: It's a little tight across the chest!

Gimli: Legolas! Two already!
Legolas: I'm on seventeen!
Gimli: Hah! I'll have no pointy-ears outscoring me!
[he kills another Uruk]
Legolas: Nineteen!

Gimli: Oh, come on! We can take 'em!
Aragorn: It's a long way.
Gimli: [Reluctantly]...Toss me.
Aragorn: [Surprised] What?
Gimli: I cannot jump the distance, so you'll have to toss me!
[Aragorn is ready to throw Gimli]
Gimli: Ah! ...Don't tell the Elf.
Aragorn: [Grins] Not a word.
[Aragorn picks up Gimli and throws him over the gap]