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BOROMIR: Isildur's Bane. The Halfling.
ELROND: What shall we do with it then, this mightiest of all weapons?
We cannot keep it, we cannot destroy it.
Sauron, who forged it looks for his Ring and Saruman who envies it, searches for its power, too. I see no other road for us but the most fearful: the road into Mordor. We must send the Ring to the fire where it was made: to Mount Doom.
BOROMIR: What foolishness is this? Why do you speak of hiding and destroying? The Ring could save all Middle-earth.
ELROND: Have you heard nothing? It is Sauron's Ring. To wield it you would have to become Sauron. I will not touch it!
GANDALF: Nor I. Our one hope lies in foolishness, Boromir. The Dark Lord cannot conceive of anyone wishing to destroy his Ring. He will wait until one of us tries to use it follow every move we make. And it is just possible that he may not notice the small, quiet feet, walking into peril into Mordor.
BILBO BAGGINS: Very well. It's plain enough what you're pointing at. Bilbo, the silly Hobbit, started this affair, and had better finish it, or himself. When ought I to start?
GANDALF: It has passed beyond you, Bilbo.
This last journey must be for others to make.
BILBO BAGGINS: Who are they to be?
GANDALF: That is what they're trying to decide here.
FRODO: I will take the Ring though I do not know the way.
ELROND: I think that this task is appointed for you, Frodo. This is the hour of the Shire-folk, at last.
SAM: But you won't send him off alone, surely?
ELROND: You, at least, shall go with him, Master Samwise.
It is impossible to separate you, even when he is summoned to a Council and you are not.
SAM: A nice pickle we've landed ourselves in, Mr. Frodo.
BILBO BAGGINS: I thought perhaps you might care to have these.
FRODO: Bilbo, I don't think I should look right.
BILBO BAGGINS: You can wear the shirt under your clothes. It's as light as anything. But I fancy it might turn even the knives of the Black Riders. I named the sword Sting, long ago. It's silly, but there you are. It shines when there are enemies about. Orcs and things. There. Now you look just a plain Hobbit on the surface, but... Well, take care. Bring back any old songs and tales you hear. I sit beside the fire and think of all that I have seen.
NARRATOR: Our only hope is in speed and secrecy.
The company of the ring shall be nine. Nine walkers against the nine Riders of Mordor
With Sam and Frodo, Gandalf will go. For the other Free Peoples Legolas shall be for the Elves and Gimli, son of Gloin, for the Dwarves. For Men shall go the valiant Boromir of Gondor and Aragorn, son of Arathorn. And for the last two places, we will trust to friendship rather than to great wisdom. Peregrin Took and Meriadoc Brandybuck may also go.
When did you ever know such a storm,
so far south? The Dark Lord's arm has grown long if he can hurl snow at us all the way from Mordor. His arm has grown long.
ARAGORN: No, Gandalf, not that dark way, I beg you!
GANDALF: And what would you suggest? Returning to Rivendell to wait there for the end? We have no choice, Aragorn!
ARAGORN: We might go by way of the Gap of Rohan.
GANDALF: That'd take the Ring too close to Isengard and Saruman. We dare not risk it.
ARAGORN: Yet you would risk the mines of Moria.
GANDALF: Where both you and I have walked before and come out again alive.
ARAGORN: The memory is very evil. I do not wish to enter Moria a second time.
GIMLI: And I don't wish to enter it even once.
SAM: Nor me.
GANDALF: The question is not who wishes to go, but who will?
There is no other way to pass the mountains.
GIMLI: I will go with you. My cousin Balin led a company of Dwarves there, many years ago. There has been no word of them in all that time.
LEGOLAS: Elves do not walk in the dark earth.
ARAGORN: I will go, but I fear for you, Gandalf.
BOROMIR: I will not go, not unless the vote of the whole company is against me. What does the Ring-bearer say?
FRODO: I do not wish to go. But I will go, if Gandalf advises it.
SAM: Steady, easy, Bill. Old Gandalf
will have that gate open in a minute.
PIPPIN: What if he can't?
SAM: I've never seen anything he couldn't do.
PIPPIN: Sam! Fireworks are all very nice, but this is elf magic.
LEGOLAS: What a people you Dwarves are for hiding things. On the gates of your most wondrous, ancient kingdom you write: Speak, friend, and enter, and no spell in any language can open the door.
MERRY: Why do you keep looking at the lake, Frodo?
FRODO: I'm afraid of it.
BOROMIR: And there sits our quest. If we had to bring a wizard at all, it should have been Saruman.
ARAGORN: Be still, Boromir!
BOROMIR: Why? There are other ways to turn, if our Wizard's balked. I said, from the beginning.
GANDALF: Gandalf, you old fool!
LEGOLAS: So, all you had to do was say friend, and enter.
GIMLI: Those were happier times.
GANDALF: Let us go.
SAM: I'm coming, Mr. Frodo! I'm coming!
GANDALF: Into the gateway! All of you!
PIPPIN: Poor old Bill!
GIMLI: Gandalf, what was the thing in the water?
GANDALF: I do not know. There are older and fouler things than Orcs in the deep places of the world.
PIPPIN: Whatever it was, it grabbed Frodo first, out of all of us.
SAM: Be quiet, Pippin!
GANDALF: We have gone far enough for today.
Let us stop here for the night.
GIMLI: Seems to have been a guardroom. Yes, there's even a well.
GANDALF: We had better rest here.
GIMLI: It's hard to believe that even Dwarves could have lived in this half-drowned dungeon!
BOROMIR: It was a great realm once.
GANDALF: Be still! Both of you!
BOROMIR: Which way do we take tomorrow, Gandalf?
GANDALF: I have not decided. The path to the left smells foul and I am too weary to choose. The way ahead feels wrong, somehow. At least the middle way goes up.
BOROMIR: It's time we began to climb again.
GANDALF: Perhaps. I cannot remember. What's that? Pippin!
PIPPIN: Just a stone. I dropped a stone.
GANDALF: Fool of a Took! Throw yourself in next time! Be quiet! Fool of a Pippin!
GANDALF: Yes, this way. We should find our way down to the Great Gates by tonight.
GIMLI: I shall be glad. I doubt now that Dwarvesever came back here.
LEGOLAS: Why should they have come back? What was left for them to mine?
GIMLI: Mithril silver! The most precious metal in the world.
GANDALF: Balin, son of Fundin, Lord of Moria.
GIMLI: They did come back.
GANDALF: It seems to be a record of the colony.
BOROMIR: Orc swords. There was a great battle here. Yes.
GANDALF: Balin is now Lord of Moria. Here it says: We found Mithril. Now it says: Yesterday, Balin, Lord of Moria, fell. An Orc shot him from behind a stone. We slew the Orc, but many more. Then it says: We have barred the gates. And something about: the Watcher in the Water.
ARAGORN: What do you hear?
LEGOLAS: Nothing. But I feel. It is grim reading.
GANDALF: They have taken the bridge. They are coming! We cannot get out! Drums. Drums in the deep! There is nothing more.
PEPPIN: Gandalf? I don't want to stay here.
GANDALF: We are going now, Pippin. There is nothing more.
ARAGORN: They are coming.
GANDALF: Slam the doors and wedge them. Keep the east door ajar. We must not get shut in. Orcs and something else. A great Cave-troll, I think. Out this way!
FRODO: For Shire!
BOROMIR: For the Shire!
GANDALF: Now is the last chance! Run for it!
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The Lord of the Rings part 1
2 tell us about the ring
3 to mordor we will take you
4 company of the ring shall be
5 you alone can choose your way
6 we follow the orcs
7 know where we are
8 promised to help nice hobbit