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


Pippin: Turn around. Turn around and take us south!
Treebeard: South? But that will... lead you past Isengard.
Pippin: Yes. Exactly. If we go south we can slip past Saurman unnoticed. The closer we are to danger the father away we are from harm is the last thing he'll expect.
Treebeard: Hmm, that doesn't make much sence. But then you are rather small. Perhaps you're right. South it is then. I always liked going south. Somehow feels like going downhill.
Merry: [to Pippin] Are you mad?! We'll be caught.
Pippin: No, we won't. Not this time.


Sam: Every Orc in Mordor's gonna hear this racket! Let's just tie him up and leave him!
Smeagol: No! That would kill us! Kill us!
Sam: It's no more than you deserve!
Frodo: Maybe he does deserve to die, but now that I see him... I do pity him.

Sam: I wonder if we'll ever be put into songs or tales.
Frodo: What?
Sam: I wonder if people will ever say, "Let's hear about Frodo and the Ring," and they'll say, "Yes, that's one of my favorite stories. Frodo was really courageous, wasn't he, Dad?" "Yes, my boy, the most famousest of hobbits. And that's saying a lot."
Frodo: You left out one of the chief characters: Samwise the Brave. I want to hear more about Sam. Frodo wouldn't have got far without Sam.
Sam: Now Mr. Frodo, you shouldn't make fun. I was being serious.
Frodo: So was I.

Sam: It's me. It's your Sam. Don't you know your Sam?
Frodo: I can't do this, Sam.
Sam: I know. It's all wrong. By rights we shouldn't even be here. But we are. It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo; the ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn't want to know the end... because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was, when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines, it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you that meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn't. They kept going... because they were holding on to something.
Frodo: What are we holding on to, Sam?
Sam: That there's some good in this world, Mr. Frodo. And it's worth fighting for.

Sam: Mordor. The one place in Middle-earth we don't want to see any closer, and the one place we're trying to get to. It's just where we can't get. Let's face it, Mr. Frodo, we're lost. I don't think Gandalf meant for us to come this way.
Frodo: He didn't mean for a lot of things to happen, Sam. But they did.

Sam: There are dead things... dead faces in the water!
Gollum: All dead. All rotten. Elves, and Men, and Orcses. A great battle long ago... The Dead Marshes. Yes, yes, that is the name! This way. Don't follow the lights.
[Sam slips and almost ends up in the water]
Gollum: Careful now! Or hobbits go down to join the Dead Ones, and light little candles of their own.
[While they continue to walk, Frodo stops to look at one of the bodies. He looks down at a dead elf. The elf's eyes suddenly open, and Frodo falls face forward into the marshes. When he comes to, horrid looking ghosts are reaching for him. Gollum barely manages to pull him out.]
Frodo: ... Gollum?
Gollum: [more firmly] Don't follow the lights!

Saruman: [voiceover] Rohan, my lord, is ready to fall. [scene cuts to the fords of Isen, full of slain Rohirrim]
Éomer [quietly] Th?odred. [to others] Find the king's son! [the Rohirrim search the bodies]
Rohan soldier: Mordor will pay for this!
Éomer: These orcs are not from Mordor. [kicks over a slain orc, revealing the White hand on its helmet]
Rohan soldier: My Lord Éomer, over here!
Éomer: [hurries over to Th?odred's body] He is alive!

Saruman: The horsemen took your lands. They drove your people into the hills, to scratch a living of rocks!
Wildman Chieftain: Murderers! [the wildmen yell]
Saruman: Take back the lands they stole from you. Burn every village! [shows the wildmen and Uruk-hai attacking a Rohan village.] [voiceover] It will begin with Rohan. Too long have these peasants stood against you. But no more.

Sm?agol: Master! Master looks after us. Master wouldn't hurt us...
Gollum: Master broke his promise.
Sm?agol: Don't ask Sm?agol. Poor, poor Sm?agol...
Gollum: Master betrayed us! Wicked, tricksy, false! We ought to wring his filthy little neck. Kill him! Kill him! Kill them both. And then we takes the precious... and we be the master!
Sm?agol: The fat hobbit, he knows. Eyes always watching.
Gollum: Then we stabs them out. Put out his eyeses! Make him crawl!
Sm?agol: Yes! Yes! Yes!
Gollum: Kill them both.
Sm?agol: Yes!... No, no! It's too risky, it's too risky.
Gollum: We could let her do it.
Sm?agol: Yes. She could do it.
Gollum: Yes, Precious, she could. And then we takes it once they're dead!
Sm?agol: Once they're dead.
Gollum: Shh...
[Sm?agol reveals himself for the hobbits]
Sm?agol: Come on, hobbits! Long ways to go yet. Sm?agol will show you the way.
Gollum: Follow me.

Sm?agol: What's it doing?! Stupid, fat hobbit! You ruins it!
Sam: What's to ruin? There was hardly any meat on them. What we need is a few good taters.
Smeagol: What's "taters", precious? What's "taters", eh?
Sam: Po-tay-toes! Boil em, mash em, stick em in a stew. Lovely big golden chips with a nice piece of fried fish.
[Sm?agol spits.]
Sam: Even you couldn't say no to that.
Smeagol: Oh yes, we could! Spoiling nice fish! Give it to us raw, and wriggling! You keep nasty chips!
Sam: ...You're hopeless.

Th?oden: Alas that these evil days should be mine. The young perish, and the old linger.
Gandalf: Th?odred's death was not of your making.
King Th?oden: No parent should have to bury their child.

Th?oden: So much death. What can men do against such reckless hate?
Aragorn: Ride out with me. Ride out and meet them.
Th?oden: For death and glory!
Aragorn: For Rohan. For your people.
Gimli: The sun is rising.
[Aragorn remembers what Gandalf said]
Gandalf: [voiceover] Look for my coming at first light on the fifth day. At dawn, look to the east.
Th?oden: Yes. Yes! The horn of Helm Hammerhand shall sound in the deep ...one last time!
Gimli: Yes!
[runs off to blow the horn]
Th?oden: Let this be the hour that we draw swords together. Fell deeds awake. Now for Wrath, now for Ruin, and a Red Dawn!
[a thundering blast issues from the horn]
Th?oden: Forth Éorlingas!

Th?oden: Who am I, Gamling?
Gamling: You are our king, sire.
Th?oden: And do you trust your king?
Gamling: Your men, my lord, will follow you to whatever end.
Th?oden: To whatever end.
Where is the horse and the rider?
Where is the horn that was blowing?
They have passed like rain on the mountains,
Like wind in the meadows.
The days have gone down in the West,
Behind the hills, into shadow.

How did it come to this?

White Wizard: You are tracking the footsteps of two young hobbits.
Aragorn: Where are they?
White Wizard: They passed this way the day before yesterday. They met someone they did not expect. Does that comfort you?
Aragorn: Who are you? Show yourself!
[The White Wizard steps out of the light revealing to be Gandalf]
Aragorn: It cannot be... you fell!
Gandalf: Through fire... and water... From the lowest dungeon to the highest peak, I fought him, the Balrog of Morgoth. Until at last, I threw down my enemy and smote his ruin upon the mountainside. Darkness took me. And I strayed out of thought and time. Stars wheeled overhead and everyday was as long as a life-age of the earth. But it was not the end. I felt life in me again. I have been sent back, until my task is done.
Aragorn: Gandalf.
Gandalf: Gandalf? Yes... that's what they used to call me. Gandalf the Grey. That was my name.
Gimli: Gandalf!
Gandalf: I am Gandalf the White! I come back to you now, at the turn of the tide.

[A single horse and rider are visible at the top of a steep hill]
Gandalf: Th?oden King stands alone.
[Éomer joins Gandalf from the other side of the hill]
Éomer: Not alone. Rohirrim!
[The rest of Éomer's Èored joins them at the top]
Éomer: To the King!