Post by eric on Dec 20, 2021 16:31:37 GMT -5
came up in shout, so i collected some quotes from each that i thought reflected the top tier moments
fellowship of the ring
"I wish none of this had happened." "So do all who live to see such times, but that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us."
"YOU... SHALL NOT...PASS!!!"
"I would have followed you my brother, my captain, my king!"
"I made a promise, Mr. Frodo. A promise! "Don’t you leave him Samwise Gamgee." And I don’t mean to! I don’t mean to."
two towers
"Until at last I threw down my enemy... and smote his ruin upon the mountainside."
"Look to my coming at first light on the fifth day. At dawn, look to the east."
"What do you fear, my lady?" "A cage. To stay behind bars until use and old age accept them. And all chance of valor has gone beyond recall or desire."
"Leave now and never come back!"
"What's taters, precious? What's taters? Eh?" "Po-ta-toes."
"My lady." "Lord Aragorn... where is he?" "He fell."
"What would you have me do? Look at my men. Their courage hangs by a thread. If this is to be our end, then I would have them make such an end... as to be worthy of remembrance."
"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 meadow. The days have gone down in the West... behind the hills... into Shadow. How did it come to this?"
"This is not our war." "But you're part of this world! Aren't you?! You must help. Please. You must do something."
"It's too big for us. What can we do in the end? We've got the Shire. Maybe we should go home." "The fires of Isengard will spread... and the woods of Tuckborough and Buckland will burn. And... And all that was once green and good in this world will be gone. There won't be a Shire, Pippin."
"So much death. What can Men do against such reckless hate?" "Ride out with me. Ride out and meet them." "For death and glory." "For Rohan. For your people."
"It's me. It's your Sam. Don't you know your Sam?" "I can't do this, 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." "What are we holding on to, Sam?" "That there's some good in this world, Mr. Frodo. And it's worth fighting for."
return of the king
"Hail the victorious dead." "Hail!"
"But... But we'll see each other soon. Won't we?" "I don't know. I don't know what's going to happen."
"Run, Shadowfax. Show us the meaning of haste."
"The beacons of Minas Tirith! The beacons are lit! Gondor calls for aid." "And Rohan will answer."
"You wish now that our places had been exchanged... that I had died and Boromir had lived." "Yes. I wish that." "Since you were robbed of Boromir... I will do what I can in his stead. If I should return, think better of me, Father." "That will depend on the manner of your return."
"Ride with me." "My lady."
"Mr. Frodo. Wake up. Don't leave me here alone. Don't go where I can't follow."
"Farewell, Peregrin, son of Paladin. I release you from my service. Go now and die in what way seems best to you."
"Arise, arise, Riders of Théoden! Spears shall be shaken, shields shall be splintered... a sword-day, a red day... ere the sun rises! Ride now! Ride now! Ride! Ride for ruin... and the world's ending! Death! Forth Eorlingas!"
"So passes Denethor, son of Ecthelion."
"I didn't think it would end this way." "End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path... one that we all must take. The grey rain curtain of this world rolls back... and all turns to silver glass. And then you see it." "What, Gandalf? See what?" "White shores... and beyond. A far green country... under a swift sunrise." "Well... that isn't so bad." "No. No, it isn't."
"I will kill you if you touch him." "Do not come between the Nazgûl and his prey. You fool. No man can kill me. Die now." "I am no man."
"That still only counts as one!"
"I know your face... Éowyn. My eyes darken." "No. No. I am going to save you." "You already did. Éowyn... my body is broken. You have to let me go. I go to my fathers... in whose mighty company... I shall not now feel ashamed. Éowyn."
"Merry, it's me. It's Pippin." "I knew you'd find me." "Yes." "Are you going to leave me?" "No, Merry. I'm going to look after you."
"That's for Frodo! And for the Shire! And that's for my old Gaffer!"
"I'm gonna bleed you like a stuck pig." "Not if I stick you first."
"There's nothing for it. Come on. Let's just make it down the hill for starters."
"Certainty of death... small chance of success... what are we waiting for?"
"Take mine. There's a few drops left." "There will be none left for the return journey." "I don't think there will be a return journey, Mr. Frodo."
"Hold your ground! Hold your ground. Sons of Gondor, of Rohan, my brothers! I see in your eyes... the same fear that would take the heart of me. A day may come when the courage of Men fails... when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship. But it is not this day. An hour of wolves and shattered shields... when the age of Men comes crashing down. But it is not this day. This day we fight! By all that you hold dear on this good earth... I bid you stand, Men of the West!"
"Never thought I'd die fighting side by side with an Elf." "What about side by side with a friend? Aye. I could do that." "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... and eating the first of the strawberries with cream. Do you remember the taste of strawberries?" "No, Sam. I can't recall the taste of food... nor the sound of water... nor the touch of grass. I'm... naked in the dark. There's... There's nothing. No veil between me and the wheel of fire. I can see him... with my waking eyes." "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!"
"Give me your hand! Take my hand! No! Don't you let go. Don't let go. Reach!"
"It's gone. It's done." "Yes, Mr. Frodo. It's over now." "I can see the Shire. The Brandywine River. Bag End. Gandalf's fireworks. The lights in the Party Tree." "Rosie Cotton dancing. She had ribbons in her hair. If ever I was to marry someone... it would've been her. It would've been her." "I'm glad to be with you, Samwise Gamgee... here at the end of all things."
"My friends... you bow to no one."
"And thus it was. A Fourth Age of Middle-earth began. And the Fellowship of the Ring... though eternally bound by friendship and love... was ended. Thirteen months to the day since Gandalf sent us on our long journey... we found ourselves looking upon a familiar sight. We were home. How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on... when in your heart you begin to understand... there is no going back? There are some things that time cannot mend... some hurts that go too deep... that have taken hold."
"Farewell... my brave Hobbits. My work is now finished. Here at last, on the shores of the sea... comes the end of our Fellowship. I will not say, Do not weep... for not all tears are an evil. It is time, Frodo." "What does he mean?" "We set out to save the Shire, Sam. And it has been saved. But not for me." "You don't mean that. You can't leave." "The last pages are for you, Sam." "My dear Sam: You cannot always be torn in two. You will have to be one and whole for many years. You have so much to enjoy and to be and to do. Your part in the story will go on." "Well... I'm back."
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reflecting this way, each of the movies have kind of a long wind up, with a beginning that takes its sweet time getting to the action. what sets return of the king apart from the other two and almost any other movie ever made is the quantity and quality it ends on, no padding, no filler, just haymaker after haymaker right to the feels for a solid half hour plus; to that point, there's no carriage return between die with an elf and do you remember the shire because there's no other lines between them, it's seamless intensity
we can agree to disagree on one line here or there that should or shouldn't be included, or two, or three, but the disparity is so huge that we can surely put aside those agreeable disagreements and agree, in the end, that
return of the king is clearly the best lord of the rings movie
fellowship of the ring
"I wish none of this had happened." "So do all who live to see such times, but that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us."
"YOU... SHALL NOT...PASS!!!"
"I would have followed you my brother, my captain, my king!"
"I made a promise, Mr. Frodo. A promise! "Don’t you leave him Samwise Gamgee." And I don’t mean to! I don’t mean to."
two towers
"Until at last I threw down my enemy... and smote his ruin upon the mountainside."
"Look to my coming at first light on the fifth day. At dawn, look to the east."
"What do you fear, my lady?" "A cage. To stay behind bars until use and old age accept them. And all chance of valor has gone beyond recall or desire."
"Leave now and never come back!"
"What's taters, precious? What's taters? Eh?" "Po-ta-toes."
"My lady." "Lord Aragorn... where is he?" "He fell."
"What would you have me do? Look at my men. Their courage hangs by a thread. If this is to be our end, then I would have them make such an end... as to be worthy of remembrance."
"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 meadow. The days have gone down in the West... behind the hills... into Shadow. How did it come to this?"
"This is not our war." "But you're part of this world! Aren't you?! You must help. Please. You must do something."
"It's too big for us. What can we do in the end? We've got the Shire. Maybe we should go home." "The fires of Isengard will spread... and the woods of Tuckborough and Buckland will burn. And... And all that was once green and good in this world will be gone. There won't be a Shire, Pippin."
"So much death. What can Men do against such reckless hate?" "Ride out with me. Ride out and meet them." "For death and glory." "For Rohan. For your people."
"It's me. It's your Sam. Don't you know your Sam?" "I can't do this, 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." "What are we holding on to, Sam?" "That there's some good in this world, Mr. Frodo. And it's worth fighting for."
return of the king
"Hail the victorious dead." "Hail!"
"But... But we'll see each other soon. Won't we?" "I don't know. I don't know what's going to happen."
"Run, Shadowfax. Show us the meaning of haste."
"The beacons of Minas Tirith! The beacons are lit! Gondor calls for aid." "And Rohan will answer."
"You wish now that our places had been exchanged... that I had died and Boromir had lived." "Yes. I wish that." "Since you were robbed of Boromir... I will do what I can in his stead. If I should return, think better of me, Father." "That will depend on the manner of your return."
"Ride with me." "My lady."
"Mr. Frodo. Wake up. Don't leave me here alone. Don't go where I can't follow."
"Farewell, Peregrin, son of Paladin. I release you from my service. Go now and die in what way seems best to you."
"Arise, arise, Riders of Théoden! Spears shall be shaken, shields shall be splintered... a sword-day, a red day... ere the sun rises! Ride now! Ride now! Ride! Ride for ruin... and the world's ending! Death! Forth Eorlingas!"
"So passes Denethor, son of Ecthelion."
"I didn't think it would end this way." "End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path... one that we all must take. The grey rain curtain of this world rolls back... and all turns to silver glass. And then you see it." "What, Gandalf? See what?" "White shores... and beyond. A far green country... under a swift sunrise." "Well... that isn't so bad." "No. No, it isn't."
"I will kill you if you touch him." "Do not come between the Nazgûl and his prey. You fool. No man can kill me. Die now." "I am no man."
"That still only counts as one!"
"I know your face... Éowyn. My eyes darken." "No. No. I am going to save you." "You already did. Éowyn... my body is broken. You have to let me go. I go to my fathers... in whose mighty company... I shall not now feel ashamed. Éowyn."
"Merry, it's me. It's Pippin." "I knew you'd find me." "Yes." "Are you going to leave me?" "No, Merry. I'm going to look after you."
"That's for Frodo! And for the Shire! And that's for my old Gaffer!"
"I'm gonna bleed you like a stuck pig." "Not if I stick you first."
"There's nothing for it. Come on. Let's just make it down the hill for starters."
"Certainty of death... small chance of success... what are we waiting for?"
"Take mine. There's a few drops left." "There will be none left for the return journey." "I don't think there will be a return journey, Mr. Frodo."
"Hold your ground! Hold your ground. Sons of Gondor, of Rohan, my brothers! I see in your eyes... the same fear that would take the heart of me. A day may come when the courage of Men fails... when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship. But it is not this day. An hour of wolves and shattered shields... when the age of Men comes crashing down. But it is not this day. This day we fight! By all that you hold dear on this good earth... I bid you stand, Men of the West!"
"Never thought I'd die fighting side by side with an Elf." "What about side by side with a friend? Aye. I could do that." "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... and eating the first of the strawberries with cream. Do you remember the taste of strawberries?" "No, Sam. I can't recall the taste of food... nor the sound of water... nor the touch of grass. I'm... naked in the dark. There's... There's nothing. No veil between me and the wheel of fire. I can see him... with my waking eyes." "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!"
"Give me your hand! Take my hand! No! Don't you let go. Don't let go. Reach!"
"It's gone. It's done." "Yes, Mr. Frodo. It's over now." "I can see the Shire. The Brandywine River. Bag End. Gandalf's fireworks. The lights in the Party Tree." "Rosie Cotton dancing. She had ribbons in her hair. If ever I was to marry someone... it would've been her. It would've been her." "I'm glad to be with you, Samwise Gamgee... here at the end of all things."
"My friends... you bow to no one."
"And thus it was. A Fourth Age of Middle-earth began. And the Fellowship of the Ring... though eternally bound by friendship and love... was ended. Thirteen months to the day since Gandalf sent us on our long journey... we found ourselves looking upon a familiar sight. We were home. How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on... when in your heart you begin to understand... there is no going back? There are some things that time cannot mend... some hurts that go too deep... that have taken hold."
"Farewell... my brave Hobbits. My work is now finished. Here at last, on the shores of the sea... comes the end of our Fellowship. I will not say, Do not weep... for not all tears are an evil. It is time, Frodo." "What does he mean?" "We set out to save the Shire, Sam. And it has been saved. But not for me." "You don't mean that. You can't leave." "The last pages are for you, Sam." "My dear Sam: You cannot always be torn in two. You will have to be one and whole for many years. You have so much to enjoy and to be and to do. Your part in the story will go on." "Well... I'm back."
.
reflecting this way, each of the movies have kind of a long wind up, with a beginning that takes its sweet time getting to the action. what sets return of the king apart from the other two and almost any other movie ever made is the quantity and quality it ends on, no padding, no filler, just haymaker after haymaker right to the feels for a solid half hour plus; to that point, there's no carriage return between die with an elf and do you remember the shire because there's no other lines between them, it's seamless intensity
we can agree to disagree on one line here or there that should or shouldn't be included, or two, or three, but the disparity is so huge that we can surely put aside those agreeable disagreements and agree, in the end, that
return of the king is clearly the best lord of the rings movie
