[Miriel Undomiel]

Saruman: If the wall is breached, Helms Deep will fall.
Wormtongue: Even if it is breached, it will take a number beyond reckoning - thousands to storm the keep.
Saruman: Tens of thousands.
Wormtongue: But, my lord, there is no such force.
Saruman: Take a close look. 'Cause I rule, baby.
Wormtongue: And who do you rule, the large-dark-nipple people?


Lurtz: Ha! Face to foot style, how do you like it?
Aragorn: I'm sure on some planet your style is impressive, but your weak link is: this is Middle Earth.
Lurtz: Oh yeah? Then try my nuts to your fist style!


Boromir: I have a mortal wound.
Aragorn: Where? Where does it hurt?
Boromir: Oh, pretty much around the big bloody spot.

~ Kung Pow: Enter the Fist

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Elrond: [about Saruman] Did you do anything to pi$$ him off?
Gandalf: [has a flashback to him fighting with Saruman] I might've.


Sam: Thought you didn't smoke.
Frodo: I took it up recently, for my health.

~ Secret Window

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Frodo wakes up in Rivendell: It was a headless horseman.
Gandalf: You must not excite yourself.
Frodo: But it was a headless horseman.
Gandalf: Of course it was. That's why you're here.
Frodo: No, you must believe me. It was a horseman, a dead one. Headless.
Gandalf: I know, I know.
Frodo: You don't know because you were not there. It's all true.
Gandalf: Of course it is. I told you. Everyone told you.
Frodo: I... saw him.
[faints]

~ Sleepy Hollow

That's all... for now