Three is Company
Frodo: Okay, Team Useless, we're late.
Pippin: But that's because you were -
Frodo: Shut up and listen.

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Three is Company
Frodo: Okay, Team Useless, we're late.
Pippin: But that's because you were -
Frodo: Shut up and listen.
Stay OFF my computer and my Microsoft word and get your ideas elsewhere. And your game is done.
You didn't say Simon says!!
Saruman: Please tell me you're not still playing Simon Says.
Gandalf: I'm afraid I can't do that...for two reasons.
Bilbo: [sings about Eärendil]
Elves: Well, Bilbo, that was...erm...that was...that was just, I mean, wasn't it, Lindir?
Lindir: Certainly was, and more! All your own work?
Bilbo: Well, the Dúnadan helped a bit with the writing of it.
Pippin: Apparently, the perfect Guard of the Citadel is calm, resourceful, and decisive.
Gandalf: Well, I can see now why they picked you.
Faramir: I only ask because, of course, you were a Captain for a while, and I just wondered if...I mean, this is a bit difficult, but...could you give me some advice?
Boromir: Well, the main thing is, you've got to stop asking for advice.
Faramir: Great. Thanks.
Boromir: That's okay. You can start as soon as I've given you mine.
Frodo: But did you and Rosie get on?
Sam: Yes, we did. She was nice. It was a nice day. It was...nice to be with her. She was...very nice.
Frodo: Ah, love. It brings out the poet in us all.
Gríma: Hello, my lord. Just had a thought.
Saruman: Oh good! A Man with a thought! How the gods smile upon me.
Gandalf: Ah, gentlemen.
Merry: Oh dear.
Gandalf: What?
Pippin: It's always trouble when we're gentlemen. I prefer it when we're imbeciles.
Merry: Or dolts.
Pippin: Dolts is good, yes.
Sam Gamgee: Well, goodbye then. I feel someone should, um... say a few words. Gandalf the Gray. Born in the First Age in... Valinor, probably? Died 3018 in Moria... definitely. I didn't know you for very long, Mr. Gandalf, but I'll always remember you as... as a shouty man. You loved to shout, shout and smoke – those were your twin passions. And so, in a way, I suppose you died doing what you loved: shouting and smoking, and covered in ash. I don't know if you liked that. You probably didn't. Still! Goodbye! Rest in peace!
Denethor: Faramir?
Faramir: Yes?
Denethor: Are you still there?
Faramir: Yes.
Denethor: Then don't be.
Gandalf: Trust me, Elrond. Am I ever wrong?
Elrond: Yes, repeatedly. Far more often than your relentless self-propaganda would have us believe.
Sam: Here you are, Mr. Frodo - nice hot cup of coffee.
Frodo: Ugh, it's cold.
Sam: Nice cup of coffee.
Frodo: It's horrible!
Sam: Cup of coffee.
Frodo: I'm not even sure it is coffee.
Sam: Cup.
Denethor: Hello Gandalf, how necessary to see you.
Merry: Oh! You mean -
Frodo: What do you think?
Merry: Yes! I like it!
Pippin: Yeah. That might just work.
Frodo: What might.
Pippin: I don’t know. I just like talking like this.
Gandalf: Don't do anything without me!
Thorin: I shall do as I like without you!
Aragorn: By the way, I'm supposed to tell you we're having a Secret Santa.
Gandalf: What fresh hell is this.