- Orcs: Where there's a whip there's a way, left right, left right. Where there's a whip there's a way, left right.
- Samwise Gamgee: The Orcs and Trolls have gone to dust, the Elves are slowly departing. Dwarves have disappeared into their misty mountains, and there have been no dragons for ages.
- Bilbo Baggins: [Waken up with a start, then confused] Right! Huh?
- Gandalf: What troubles you, Sam?
- Samwise Gamgee: Will there be no room for Hobbits in this new age of Man?
- Gandalf: I think so. For of us all, Hobbits are the closest to Man, the most human. And one day they will be as Men are. Look you; Frodo is a bit larger than Bilbo, just as you are larger than Frodo. And younger still have you, and larger are Merry and Pippin. And, if you keep the book of the Hobbits as Frodo asked, ages from now when your stories are still told, there will be those humans who might well wonder, "Is there Hobbit in me?"
- Gandalf: [Looks pointedly to the viewer] Is there?
- Eowyn: Begone foul dwimmerlaik! Leave the dead in peace.
- The Witch King: Come not between the Nazgul and his prey, or he will slay thee in turn.
- Eowyn: Do what you will, I will hinder it if I may.
- The Witch King: Hinder me? Thou fool! Dost though not know the prophecy? No living man may hinder me.
- Eowyn: But no living man am I! You look upon a woman, Eowyn am I. You stand between me and my Lord and kin. Begone, or living or dark undead, I will smite you if you touch him!
- Gandalf: You cannot do this!
- Lord Denethor: Nay, nay, soon all shall be burned. The West has failed, it shall go up in a great fire and all shall be in it. Ash, ash and smoke blown away on the wind!
- Gandalf: All shall not be ended! Théoden's forces are on their way!
- Lord Denethor: [laughs] Ride and despair! Ride and despair... didst thou think that the eyes of the White Tower were blind? I have looked inside my palantír.
- Peregrin 'Pippin' Took: What is that?
- Gandalf: A palantír. The stuff of wizards. A crystal ball to see the future.
- Lord Denethor: I have seen more than thou knowest Grey Fool! Thy hope is but ignorance! Even with the forces of Théoden there is no hope. Oh go forth and fight in vanity... for a little space you may triumph on the field for a day... but against the dark power than now rises there can be no victory!
- Frodo Baggins: [to Gollum after using the Ring to throw him off of his shoulders] Begone and trouble me no more! You touch me ever again, you shall be cast yourself into the fire of Doom!
- Gandalf: Who causes the minutes to fall dead, adding up to no passing hour, bringing no change from day to night, as the unseen sun fails to filter into the ever-present shadows? Who is this Dark Lord who turns starless nights into sunless days? How does His piercing eye see through the ever-present darkness, seeing all-and nothing? The restless eye, in His Dark Tower, wearing a veil of protective shadows He has woven from fear. And yet He fears too. In the security of His protective realm He fear the winds of the world are turning against Him, tearing aside His veils and troubling Him, with tidings of bold spies that have passed through His fences.