The Lord Of The Rings: The Fellowship Of The Ring – Movie Quotes

Frodo Baggins: — Where are you taking us?
Aragorn: — Into the Wild.
Meriadoc Brandybuck: — How do we know this Strider is a friend of Gandalf?
Frodo Baggins: — I think a servant of the enemy would look fairer... — and feel fouler.
Meriadoc Brandybuck: — He's foul enough.
Frodo Baggins: — We have no choice but to trust him.
Samwise Gamgee: — But where is he leading us?
Aragorn: — To Rivendell, Master Gamgee. To the house of Elrond.
Samwise Gamgee: — Did you hear that? Rivendell. We're going to see the Elves.

Hunt them down. Do not stop until they are found. You do not know pain. You do not know fear. You will taste Man-flesh! One of the halflings carries something of great value. Bring them to me alive and unspoiled. Kill the others.

— Do you know how the Orcs first came into being? They were Elves once. Taken by the Dark Powers... tortured and mutilated. A ruined and terrible form of life. And now... perfected. My fighting U ruk-hai... whom do you serve?
— Saruman!

Moria. You fear to go into those mines. The Dwarves delved too greedily and too deep. You know what they awoke in the darkness of Khazad-dúm: Shadow and flame.

So you have chosen death!

Smoke rises from the Mountain of Doom. The hour grows late. And Gandalf the Grey rides to lsengard... seeking my counsel. For that is why you have come, is it not? My old friend.

— But we still have time. Time enough to counter Sauron if we act quickly.
— Time? What time do you think we have?

I gave you the chance... of aiding me willingly... but you have elected the way of pain!

We must join with Him, Gandalf. We must join with Sauron. It would be wise, my friend.

— Let me risk a little more light. Behold... the great realm and Dwarf-city of Dwarrowdelf!
— There's an eye opener, and no mistake.

Tell me, friend... When did Saruman the wise abandon reason for madness?!

I can avoid being seen if I wish, but to dissapear entirely. That is a rare gift.

Year 3434 of the Second Age... here follows the account of Isildur, high King of Gondor and the finding of the Ring of Power. «It has come to me, the One Ring which shall be an heirloom of my kingdom. All that will follow in my bloodline shall be bound to its fate for I shall risk no hurt to the ring! It is precious to me, though I abide with a great pain. Markings upon the band begin to fade. The writing which at first was as clear as red flame, has all but disappeared, a secret now that only fire can tell».

I know. He'd probably come with me, if I asked him. I think in his heart Frodo's still in love with the Shire. The woods... and fields... little rivers. I'm old, Gandalf! I know I don't look it, but I'm beginning to feel it in my heart. I feel thin! Sort of stretched like... butter, stretched over too much bread! I need a holiday! A very long holiday... And I don't expect I shall return. In fact I mean not to.

It began with the forging of the great rings.
Three were given to the Elves:
Immortal, wisest and fairest of all beings.
Seven to the dwarf lords:
Great miners and craftsmen of the mountain halls.
And nine, nine rings were gifted to the race of men who,
above all else, desire power.
For within these rings was bound the strength and the will to govern each race. But they were, all of them, deceived; for another ring was made. In the land of Mordor, in the fires of Mount Doom, the Dark Lord Sauron forged, in secret, a master ring. And into this ring he poured his cruelty, his malice and his will to dominate all life.
One ring to rule them all.
One by one, the free lands of Middle-earth fell to the power of the ring.
But there were some who resisted. A Last Alliance of Men and Elves marched against the armies of Mordor. And on the slopes of Mount Doom they fought for the freedom of Middle-earth. Victory was near, but the power of the Ring could not be undone. It was in this moment, when all hope had faded, that Isildur, son of the King, took up his father's sword. Sauron, the enemy of the free peoples of Middle-earth, was defeated.
The ring passed to Isildur, who had this one chance to destroy evil forever. But the hearts of men are easily corrupted, And the ring of power has a will of its own. It betrayed Isildur to his death. And some things that should not have been forgotten, were lost.
History became legend, legend became myth, and for two-and-a-half thousand years, the Ring passed out of all knowledge. Until, when chance came, it ensnared a new bearer.
The ring came to the creature Gollum, who took it deep into the tunnels of the Misty mountains. And there, it consumed him. The ring brought to Gollum unnatural long life. For five hundred years, it poisoned his mind. And in the gloom of Gollum's cave, it waited. Darkness crept back into the forests of the world. Rumor grew of a shadow in the East, whispers of a nameless fear. And the Ring of power perceived: its time had now come.
It abandoned Gollum. But something happened then, the ring did not intend. It was picked up by the most unlikely creature imaginable: A hobbit, Bilbo Baggins of the Shire. For the time will soon come when hobbits will shape the fortunes of all...