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‘But if I was in your plight, I wouldn’t take up with a Ranger.’ ‘Then who would you take up with?’ asked Strider. ‘A fat innkeeper who only remembers his own name because people shout it at him all day?
Why didn't PJ keep salty Aragorn? Salty Aragorn is fun.
‘But handsome is as handsome does, as we say in the Shire;
Gandalf always said, life is like a box of chocolates.
‘Well, that’s a warning to us all!’ laughed Merry. ‘It is as well you used a stick, and not your hand, Strider!’
Yeah, good thing you didn't kick it like you would, say, an orc helmet.
‘Bilbo gave it all away. He told me he did not feel it was really his, as it came from robbers.’
Funny, considering Bilbo's job title back in the day.
Glorfindel smiled. ‘I doubt very much,’ he said, ‘if your friends would be in danger if you were not with them! The pursuit would follow you and leave us in peace, I think. It is you, Frodo, and that which you bear that brings us all in peril.’
Gee, thanks, man, that's a relief!
the disastrous ‘short cut’ through the Old Forest; the ‘accident’ at The Prancing Pony; and his madness in putting on the Ring in the dell under Weathertop. While he was thinking of all these things and trying in vain to bring his memory down to his arriving in Rivendell,
One of *those* weekend benders, huh, buddy?
for the Black Riders are the Ringwraiths, the Nine Servants of the Lord of the Rings.
Title drop!
Not all that was spoken and debated in the Council need now be told.
You sure, Professor? I'm a little scared to guess what you left on the cutting room floor.
‘Rope!’ he muttered. ‘No rope! And only last night you said to yourself: “Sam, what about a bit of rope? You’ll want it, if you haven’t got it.” Well, I’ll want it. I can’t get it now.’
Boondock Hobbits? Shire Saints?
It is not of the Ring, nor of us others that I am thinking now, but of you, Gandalf. And I say to you: if you pass the doors of Moria, beware!’
Spoilers, Aragorn, spoilers!
‘Look, my friends!’ he called. ‘Here’s a pretty hobbit-skin to wrap an elven-princeling in! If it were known that hobbits had such hides, all the hunters of Middle-earth would be riding to the Shire.’
‘Indeed in nothing is the power of the Dark Lord more clearly shown than in the estrangement that divides all those who still oppose him.
Ol' JRR sure had his thumb on the pulse.
‘I never thought no such thing,’ answered Sam, in no mood for jest. ‘If you want to know, I felt as if I hadn’t got nothing on, and I didn’t like it. She seemed to be looking inside me and asking me what I would do if she gave me the chance of flying back home to the Shire to a nice little hole with – with a bit of garden of my own.’ ‘That’s funny,’ said Merry. ‘Almost exactly what I felt myself; only, only well, I don’t think I’ll say any more,’ he ended lamely.
It's about your foot fetish, isn't it, Merry? Yes, the Lady Galadriel sees all.
