Ian McKellenQuotes

Kurt Dussander: To have someone in your control. To have them know that they are alive only because you have not decided to the contrary. Do you have that power? Ask yourself. It's not an easy question, I think you know that.

Todd Bowden: You know this means we're through, don't you? You won't be seeing me around here anymore.

Kurt Dussander: No. I suppose I won't.

Todd Bowden: What are you doing?

Kurt Dussander: This is the end. Here. A drink. To our lives together. The beginning and the end.

Todd Bowden: I think you should fuck yourself.

Kurt Dussander: Oh, my dear boy. Don't you see? We are fucking each other.

Todd Bowden: Have you lost your mind? What the hell were you thinking, Grandpa'?

Kurt Dussander: What are you so excited about?

Todd Bowden: Oh, you've got some fucking balls! I could have screwed you up, anything could have happened!

Kurt Dussander: You played it beautifully, boy. I knew you would.

Todd Bowden: Are you fucking drunk? I could have busted you right there!

Kurt Dussander: Yes, you could have, but you did not. Now, why was that? Your Edward French is not going to give you any more trouble, so now you are upset because the only way you can make things right is to work.

Todd Bowden: I'm upset because you had that asshole thinking I can do something that can't be done!

Kurt Dussander: Oh, but it can. And it will. You will simply have to work. No more stories. No more screwing around.

Todd Bowden: I don't take orders from you.

Kurt Dussander: [sniggers] You do now.

Todd Bowden: Oh, you think so? Yeah, well, don't forget I could walk right in there and pick up that phone...

Kurt Dussander: And do what? Do you really think that I would stand aside and let you turn me in without dragging you with me, do you? Your American self confidence is so bloated you've forgotten the reality of the situation. 90,000 died in Patin. To the whole world, I am a monster. And you have known about me all this time. If I'm caught, when those reporters stick their microphones in my face it will be your name that I will repeat over and over again. Todd Bowden, Todd Bowden... Todd Bowden, yes, that was his name. For how long, for months, almost a year, he wanted to know everything. That was how he put it, yes, everything.

Todd Bowden: You're crazy. They'll never believe you.

Kurt Dussander: It doesn't matter. Oh, you're going to be infamous, boy, take my word for it. And do you know what such a scandal can do? It never goes away. Not for you, not for your parents. And besides, lying to judges and reporters isn't as easy as you think. You'd have to be brilliant. Can you do that? I know I can.

Victor Bowden: Arthur, I wonder if you'd mind if I asked you a personal question.

Kurt Dussander: Not at all.

Victor Bowden: What did you do during the war?

Kurt Dussander: I was in the reserves, as were most young men, Victor. My poor eyesight kept me out of combat, thank God. No, I spent most of the war in a military hospital washing bed linens and nurses uniforms.

Kurt Dussander: You're messing things up with that carbon paper.

Todd Bowden: Yeah, what do you know about it?

Kurt Dussander: [slaps his hand down on Todd's shoulder, Todd gets up and Dussander takes his place] Here, out of the way. I was forging documents before your parents were born.

Todd Bowden: Well, try it on.

Kurt Dussander: Have you completely lost your mind? What on Earth makes you think I'd put something like that on?

Todd Bowden: I thought you would like it.

Kurt Dussander: Like it? You are a bigger fool than I thought. Maybe I'll put it on and do a little shopping, is that what you thought? The indignities I've suffered with you, I should smash you.

Todd Bowden: What you've suffered with me is nothing compared to what the Israelis would do to you. You forget that. And I'll admit that's my fault, but don't ever forget the file I have on you. I try to do things the nice way but you don't want it. So fine, we're going to do it the hard way. You'll put this on because I want to see you in it. Now, move!

Todd Bowden: [about the killings at the death camps] What did it feel like?

Kurt Dussander: It was something that had to be done. A door had been opened and couldn't be shut. It was the end... You don't understand.

Kurt Dussander: What do you want? Tell me.

Todd Bowden: I want to hear about it.

Kurt Dussander: Hear about what?

Todd Bowden: The stories. Everything.

Kurt Dussander: What everything?

Todd Bowden: Everything they're afraid to show us in school. You were there. You did those things. No one can tell it better than you can.

Kurt Dussander: Yes? What do you want?

Todd Bowden: I...

Kurt Dussander: If you're selling something, I'm not interested.

Todd Bowden: I have your newspaper.

Todd Bowden: I'm not selling anything.

Kurt Dussander: Then what do you want?

Todd Bowden: If you could let me in for a minute, I just want to talk.

Kurt Dussander: Talk? I don't have anything to say to you, boy. Good day to you.

Todd Bowden: [as he speaks, Dussander stops and slowly turns round] Bergen-Belsen, January 43 to June 43. Auschwitz, June 43 to June 44. Then you went to Patin. After that you disappeared, but then in 1965 you were spotted in West Berlin.

Kurt Dussander: Listen, boy... I don't have time for this game. Now get out of here before I call the police.

Todd Bowden: Call them if you want. I'm sure they'd love to meet you.

Kurt Dussander: Boy, be careful. You play with fire.

Robert Langdon: [Dismissively] This is an old wives tale.

Sir Leigh Teabing: The original one, in fact!

Robert Langdon: There's virtually no empirical proof!

Sir Leigh Teabing: He knows as well as I do, there's much evidence to support it!

Robert Langdon: Theories. There are theories.

Sir Leigh Teabing: [Zooms out on the screen, to show Jesus and Mary in the same frame. They are wearing blue on their outside arms and a bright colour on their inside arms; their clothing illuminates as the rest of the picture darkens, to heighten Teabing's point.] Notice how Jesus and Mary are clothed. Mirror images of each other!

Robert Langdon: The mind sees what it chooses to see.

Sir Leigh Teabing: [he highlights the area, which resembles a triangle pointing down] And venturing into the even more bizarre, notice how Jesus and Mary appear to be joined at the hip and are leaning away from each other, as if to create a shape in the negative space between them. Leonardo gives us...the chalice!

Robert Langdon: Hmm.

Sir Leigh Teabing: [laughs briefly; He brings a representation of Mary over to Jesus' left side, so it looks like she has her head on His shoulder.] Yes. Ooh, and Robert, er, notice what happens when these two figures change position.

Sophie Neveu: Just because Da Vinci painted it doesn't make it true.

Sir Leigh Teabing: [[Gospel of Philip|Gospel according to Philip] No. But history, she does make it true! Now, listen to this. It's from the ].

Sophie Neveu: Philip?

Sir Leigh Teabing: [reading from a book] Yes, it was rejected at the Council of Nicea, along with any other gospels that made Jesus appear human and not divine. "And the companion of the Saviour was Mary Magdalene. Christ loved her more than all the disciples, and used to kiss her on -

Sophie Neveu: [interrupting] But this says nothing of marriage!

Sir Leigh Teabing: Well, actually, um, Robert...?

Robert Langdon: Actually, in those days, the word "companion" literally meant "spouse".

Sir Leigh Teabing: [crossing the room to another book on a lectern] And this is from the gospel of Mary Magdalene herself.

Sophie Neveu: She wrote a gospel?

Robert Langdon: She may have.

Sir Leigh Teabing: Robert, will you fight fair?

Robert Langdon: She may have.

Sir Leigh Teabing: [reading; To Sophie; He sits down and illuminates figures on the screen.] And Peter said, does He prefer her to us? And Levi answered, Peter, I see you contending against a woman like an adversary. If the Saviour made her worthy, who are you indeed to reject her?!'" Yes. And then, my dear, Jesus goes on to tell Mary Magdalene that it's up to her to continue His Church. Mary Magdalene. Not Peter. The Church was supposed to be carried on by...a woman. Few realise that Mary was descended from kings, just as her husband was. Now, my dear, the word in French for "holy grail".

Sophie Neveu: Le Sangrine.

Sir Leigh Teabing: [He writes the word on the screen, using his tablet.; He divides it into two four-letter words.] From the Middle English, "Sangreal", of the original Arthurian legend. Now, as two words. Can you translate for our friend?

Sophie Neveu: Sang Real, it means "royal blood".

Sir Leigh Teabing: When the legend speaks of the chalice that held the blood of Christ, it speaks, in fact, of the female womb that held Jesus royal bloodline.

Sophie Neveu: But how could Christ have a bloodline, unless...

Sir Leigh Teabing: [He gets up.; [France] Mary was pregnant at the time of the Crucifixion. For her own safety, and for that of Christ's unborn child, she fled the Holy Land and came to ]. And here, it is said that she gave birth to a daughter, Sarah.

Sophie Neveu: They know the child's name?

Robert Langdon: A little girl.

Sir Leigh Teabing: Yes.

Robert Langdon: If that were true, it's adding insult to injury.

Sophie Neveu: Why?

Robert Langdon: [[Paganism|Pagans] The ] found transcendence through the joining of male and female.

Sophie Neveu: [[sex] People found God through ]?

Robert Langdon: [[Heaven; [salvation] In Paganism, women were worshipped, as a route to ], but, the modern church has a monopoly on that, in ] through Jesus Christ.

Sir Leigh Teabing: And he who keeps the keys to Heaven rules the world.

Robert Langdon: Women, then, are a huge threat to the Church. The Catholic Inquisition soon publishes what may be the most blood-soaked book in human history.

Sir Leigh Teabing: [[Malleus Maleficarum; He throws a book at Langdon, who catches it.] The ]!

Robert Langdon: The Witches Hammer.

Sir Leigh Teabing: It instructed the clergy on how to locate, torture and kill all free-thinking women.

Robert Langdon: Over three centuries of witch-hunts, fifty thousand women are captured and burned alive at the stake.

Sir Leigh Teabing: [To Sophie] Oh, at least that! Some say millions! Imagine then, Robert, that Christ's Throne might live on in a female child? You asked what would be worth killing for. Witness the greatest coverup in human history. This is the secret the Priory of Sion has defended for over twenty centuries. They are the guardians of the royal bloodline, keepers of the proof of our true past. They are the protectors of the descendants of Jesus Christ and Mary Magdalene.

Sir Leigh Teabing: [To Sophie] This used to be the ballroom. I have little occasions to dance these days. I trust you recognise The Last Supper, the great fresco, by Leonardo Da Vinci. My dear, if you would close your eyes?

Robert Langdon: Leigh, save us the parlour tricks.

Sir Leigh Teabing: [To Sophie, who has closed her eyes] You asked for my help, I recall. Allow an old man his indulgences. And Mademoiselle, where is Jesus sitting?

Sophie Neveu: In the middle.

Sir Leigh Teabing: Good. He and His disciples are breaking bread. And...what drink?

Sophie Neveu: Wine. They drunk wine.

Sir Leigh Teabing: Splendid. And one final question: how many wine glasses are there on the table?

Sophie Neveu: One? The Holy Grail.

Sir Leigh Teabing: [Sophie does so, and looks at the screen the painting is being displayed on; To Robert] Open your eyes. No single cup. No chalice. Well, that's a bit strange, isn't it? Considering both the Bible and standard Grail legend celebrate this moment as the definitive arrival of the Holy Grail. Hmmm. Now, Robert, you could be of help to us. If you'd be so kind as to show us the symbols for man and woman?

Robert Langdon: [He presses his fingertips together, keeping his hands apart] No balloon animals? I can make a great duck. This is the original icon for male. It's a rudimentary phallus.

Sophie Neveu: Quite to the point.

Sir Leigh Teabing: Yes, indeed.

Robert Langdon: This was known as the "blade". It represents aggression and manhood. It's a symbol still used today in modern military uniforms.

Sir Leigh Teabing: Yes, the more penises you have, the higher your rank. Boys will be boys!

Robert Langdon: [He pressees the heels of his hands together, keeping his fingers apart, in the shape of a begging bowl] Now, as you can imagine, the female symbol is its exact opposite. This is called the "chalice".

Sir Leigh Teabing: [Also making the shape with his hands] And the chalice resembles a cup, or vessel, or, more importantly, the shape of a woman's womb. No, the Grail has never been a cup! It is, quite literally, this ancient symbol of womanhood. And in this case, a woman who carried a secret so powerful that if revealed, it would devastate the very foundations of Christianity.

Sophie Neveu: Wait, please. You're saying the Holy Grail is a person...a woman?

Sir Leigh Teabing: [Pointing at the screen, still showing the painting] And it turns out, she makes an appearance, right there.

Sophie Neveu: But they are all men,

Sir Leigh Teabing: [As Sophie approaches the screen, which now shows the figure seated on Jesus' right hand side, supposedly [[John the Evangelist|the Apostle John] Are they? What about that figure on the right hand of Our Lord, seated in the place of honour? Flowing red hair, folded feminine hands, hint of a bosum, no?

Sophie Neveu: Incroyable!

Sir Leigh Teabing: [He replies to Sophie in French, then addresses her and Robert in English] It's called scotoma. The mind sees what it chooses to see.

Sophie Neveu: Who is she?

Sir Leigh Teabing: My dear, that's Mary Magdalene.

Sophie Neveu: The prostitute?

Sir Leigh Teabing: [Offended; Puts his tablet aside] She was no such thing! Smeared by the church in 592, Anno Domini, poor dear. Magdalene was Jesus wife.

Sir Leigh Teabing: [[w:Pagan|Pagan; [Constantine the Great|Constantine] The Good Book did not arrive by facsimile from heaven. The Bible, as we know it, was finally presided over by one man. The ] emperor ].

Sophie Neveu: I thought Constantine was a Christian.

Sir Leigh Teabing: Oh, hardly, no. He was a lifelong Pagan who was baptized on his deathbed. Constantine was Rome's supreme holy man. From time immemorial, his people had worshipped a balance between nature's male deities and the goddess, or sacred feminine. But a religious turmoil was gripping Rome. Three centuries earlier a young Jew named Jesus had come along, preaching love and a single God. Centuries after his crucifixion, Christ's followers had grown exponentially, and had started a religious war against the Pagans.

Robert Langdon: Or was it the Pagans who commenced making war against the Christians? Leigh, we can't be sure who began the atrocities of that period.

Sir Leigh Teabing: [[w:325AD|325] Well, we can agree that the conflict grew to such proportion that it threatened to tear Rome in two. So, Constantine may have been a lifelong Pagan but he was also a pragmatist. And in ] Anno Domini he decided to unify Rome under a single religion, Christianity.

Robert Langdon: Christianity was on the rise, he didn't want his empire torn apart.

Sir Leigh Teabing: [[w:Council of Nicaea|Council of Nicaea; [w:sacraments|sacrament; [w:Christology|immortality of Jesus] And to strengthen this new Christian tradition, Constantine held a famous ecumenical gathering known as the ], and at this council the many sects of Christianity debated and voted on well, everything from the acceptance and rejection of specific gospels to the date for Easter to the ministry of ], and of course, the ].

Sophie Neveu: I don't follow.

Sir Leigh Teabing: [[Jesus] Ma Chère, until that moment in history ] was viewed by many of his followers as a mighty prophet, as a great and powerful man, but a man nevertheless. A mortal man.

Robert Langdon: Some Christians held that Jesus was mortal. Some Christians believed he was divine.

Sophie Neveu: Not the Son of God?

Sir Leigh Teabing: Not even his nephew twice removed.

Sophie Neveu: Hold on, you're saying Jesus divinity came from a vote?

Sir Leigh Teabing: Remember, in those days gods were everywhere. By infusing Jesus the man with divine magic, making him capable of earthly miracles and his own resurrection, Constantine turned him into a god within the human world. He basically knocked the more distant gods out of the game.

Robert Langdon: Constantine did not create Jesus divinity. He simply sanctioned an already widely held idea.

Sir Leigh Teabing: Semantics.

Robert Langdon: No, it's not semantics. You're interpreting facts to support your own conclusions!

Sir Leigh Teabing: [angrily] Fact: for many Christians, Jesus was mortal one day and divine the next!

Robert Langdon: For a few Christians, Jesus had his divinity enhanced!

Sir Leigh Teabing: Absurd! There was even a formal announcement of his promotion.

Robert Langdon: They couldn't even agree on the Nicene Creed!

Sophie Neveu: Excuse me! "Who is God, who is man?" How many have been murdered over this question?

Sir Leigh Teabing: [he draws his crutches off the table, and uses them to prepare to stand up; he stands up] As long as there has been One True God, there has been killing in His name. Now, let me show you the Grail.

Sophie Neveu: What happened to her?

Sir Leigh Teabing: No one knows. Mary Magdalene lived out her days in hiding. And the zealots pursued her still... even in death, trying to destroy proof of her existence. But she always had her Knights. Brave men sworn to defend her. You see, to worship before her sarcophagus... to kneel before the bones of Mary Magdalene was to remember all those who were robbed of their power... who were oppressed. Ultimately, the Priory hid her remains and the proof of her bloodline... until most believed her sarcophagus... the Holy Grail was finally lost in time.

Sir Leigh Teabing: As long as there has been One True God, there has been killing in His name.

Sir Leigh Teabing: We are in the middle of a war. One that has been going on forever to protect a secret so powerful that if revealed it would devastate the very foundations of mankind.

Sir Leigh Teabing: (After landing in Kent, to local police) I have a medical appointment to go to, sir. If you wish to keep us here longer, you'll just have to shoot us. (Points at Remy) You can start with him.

Erik Lehnsherr / Magneto: In chess, the pawns go first.

Erik Lehnsherr / Magneto: Charles Xavier did more for mutants than you'll ever know. My single greatest regret is that he had to die for our dream to live.

Erik Lehnsherr / Magneto: I have been marked once, my dear, and let me assure you... no needle shall ever touch my skin again.

Magneto: Doesn't it ever wake you in the middle of the night? The feeling that someday they will pass that foolish law, or one just like it, and come for you and your children?

Professor X: It does, indeed.

Magneto: What do you do when you wake up to that?

Professor X: I feel a great swell of pity for the poor soul who comes to that school looking for trouble.

Magneto: [halts the game, sighs] Why do you come here, Charles?

Professor X: [motions the guard to take Xavier away.] Why do you ask questions to which you already know the answer?

Magneto: [pause] Ah yes, your continuing search for hope. You know this plastic prison of theirs won't hold me forever. The war is still coming, Charles, and I intend to fight it, by any means necessary.

Professor X: And I will always be there, old friend.

Magneto: Magnificent, isn't she?

Rogue: I've seen it.

Magneto: I first saw her in 1949. America was going to be the land of tolerance. Of peace.

Rogue: Are you gonna kill me?

Magneto: [pause] Yes.

Rogue: Why?

Magneto: [[w:The Holocaust|destroyed] Because there is no land of tolerance. There is no peace. Not here, nor anywhere else. Women, children, whole families ] simply because they were born different from those in power. Well, after tonight, the world's powerful will be just like us. They will return home as brothers. As mutants. Our cause will be theirs. Your sacrifice will mean our survival. I'll understand if that comes as small consolation.

Magneto: You homo sapiens and your guns.

Sabretooth: [Grabs Magneto's throat] That's enough Erik.

Toad: Let them go.

Magneto: Why not come out where I can see you, Charles?

Xavier: [speaking through Sabretooth] What do you want her for?

Magneto: [tapping his helmet] Can't you read my mind? And what now, save the girl? You'll have to kill me Charles, and what would that accomplish? Let them pass that law and they'll have you in chains with a number burned into your forehead!

Xavier: It won't be that way.

Magneto: Then kill me and find out. No? Then release me.

Magneto: [magnetically fires a bullet and stops it just before it goes through a cop's head; Xavier reluctantly releases his control over Toad and Sabretooth] Fine. Care to press your luck, Charles? I don't think I can stop them all. Still unwilling to make sacrifices. That's what makes you weak. Goodbye, Charles.

Gandalf the Grey: Saruman believes it is only great power that can hold evil in check, but that is not what I have found. I've found it is the small things; everyday deeds of ordinary folk that keeps the darkness at bay. Simple acts of kindness and love. Why Bilbo Baggins? Perhaps it is because I am afraid... and he gives me courage.

Gandalf the Grey: True courage is about knowing not when to take a life, but when to spare one.

Gandalf the Grey: What do you mean? Do you mean to wish me a good morning, or do you mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not? Or perhaps you mean to say that you feel good this particular morning? Or are you simply stating that it is a morning to be good on?

Gandalf the Grey: Enough! If I say Bilbo Baggins is a burglar, then a burglar he is!

Gandalf the Grey: Erebor, the Lonely Mountain. The last of the great Dwarf kingdoms of Middle-earth.

Gandalf the Grey: [to the three Trolls] THE DAWN WILL TAKE YOU ALL!

Gandalf the Grey: You will have to do without pocket handkerchiefs, and a great many other things, before we reach our journey's end, Bilbo Baggins. You were born to the rolling hills and little rivers of the Shire, but home is now behind you; the world is ahead.

Erik Lehnsherr: You built these weapons to destroy us. Why? Because you are afraid of our gifts. Because we are different. Humanity has always feared that which is different, but I am here to tell you, to tell the world, you're right to fear us. We are the future. We are the ones who inherit this earth and anyone who stands in our way, will suffer the same fate as these men you see before you. Today was meant to be a display of your power. Instead I give you a glimpse of the devastation my race can unleash upon yours. Let this be a warning to the world and to my mutant brothers and sisters out there, I say this. No more hiding. No more suffering. You have lived in the shadows of shame and fear for too long. Come out. Join me. Fight together in a brotherhood of our kind, a new tomorrow that starts today.

Magneto: [Charles comforts him as the Sentinels begin using their energy beam to break through. Iceman tries to hold them off using his ice powers to barricade the door.] All those years wasted fighting each other, Charles, to have a precious few of them back.

Professor X: The walls are made of reinforced steel.

Magneto: In other words, a door.

Cogsworth: Well, Master, I have had my doubts, but everything is moving like clockwork. True love really does win the day!

Beast: I let her go.

Cogsworth: You... what?!

Lumière: Master, how could you do that?

Beast: I had to.

Cogsworth: But why?

Mrs. Potts: Because he loves her.

Lumière: Then why are we not human?

Cogsworth: Because she doesn't love him and now it's too late.

Plumette: But, she might still come back.

Beast: No. I set her free. I'm sorry I couldn't do the same for all of you. Now, go. Our time is almost past.

Lumière: Come, my love.

Beast: [sings] I was the one who had it all,I was the master of my fate.I never needed anybody in my life,I learned the truth too late.I'll never shake away the pain,I close my eyes but she's still there.I let her steal into my melancholy heart,It's more than I can bear.

Belle: [to Lumière; looking at the rose] What happens when the last petal falls?

Lumière: The Master remains a beast forever and we become...

Mrs. Potts: [sadly] Antiques.

Lumière: Knick-knacks.

Plumette: Lightly-used housewares.

Cogsworth: Rubbish. We become rubbish.

Belle: I want to help you. There must be some way to break the curse.

Cogsworth: [Lumière cuts him off] Well, there is one...

Mrs. Potts: It's not for you to worry about, lamb. We made our bed and now we must lie in it.

Beast: [to Belle, gruffly] You'll join me for dinner. That's not a request.

Mrs. Potts: Gently, Master. The girl lost her father and her freedom in one day.

Lumière: Yes, the poor thing is probably in there scared to death.

Belle: Just a minute.

Lumière: You see? There she is. Now remember: Be gentle.

Mrs. Potts: Kind.

Plumette: Mmm, charming.

Cogsworth: Sweet!

Lumière: And when she opens the door, give her a dashing, debonaire smile! Come, come, show me the smile!

Cogsworth: Oh, dear!

Plumette: Oh, no!

Beast: [his smile vanishes; graciously] Will you join me for dinner?

Belle: [scoffs] You've taken me as your prisoner, and now you want to have dinner with me? Are you insane?

Plumette: Uh-oh! He's losing it!

Cogsworth: Oh, dear!

Beast: [pounds on Belle's door repeatedly, angrily yelling] I told you to join me for dinner!

Belle: [angrily] And I told you no!

Madame Garderobe: [awakens startled] Oh, what time is it? What's happening?

Belle: I'd starve before I ever eat with you!

Beast: [roaring ferociously; to Lumiere angrily; storms off] Well, be my guest! Go ahead and starve! If she doesn't eat with me, then she doesn't eat at all! Idiots!

Beast: [roars] Lumiere!

Lumière: [turns to Cogsworth] Be calm. Let me do the talking.

Beast: You're making her dinner?

Lumière: We thought you might appreciate the company.

Cogsworth: Master, I just want to assure you that I had no part of this hopeless plan. Preparing her dinner, designing a gown for her, giving her a suite in the East Wing...

Beast: You gave her a bedroom?

Cogsworth: No, no, no! He gave her the bedroom.

Lumière: Well, this is true. But, if this girl is the one who can break the spell, then maybe you can start by using dinner to charm her.

Lumière: Good thinking, Cogsworth.

Cogsworth: What?

Beast: That's the most ridiculous idea, I've ever heard. Charm the prisoner.

Lumière: But you must try, master. With every passing day, we become less human.

Beast: She's the *daughter* of a common thief. What kind of person do you think that makes her?

Mrs. Potts: Oh, you can't judge people by who their father is, now can you?

Cogsworth: Turn back into a clock. Turn back into a clock.

Théoden: Dark have been my dreams of late.

Gandalf: Your fingers would remember their old strength better...if they grasped your sword.

Aragorn: You fell.

Gandalf: Through fire and water. From the lowest dungeon to the highest peak, I fought with the Balrog of Morgoth. Until at last, I threw down my enemy and smote his ruin upon the mountainside. Darkness took me. And I strayed out of thought and time. Stars wheeled overhead and everyday was as long as a life-age of the earth. But it was not the end. I felt life in me again. I've been sent back until my task is done.

Gandalf: Frodo suspects something.

Bilbo: Of course he does! He's a Baggins! Not some blockheaded Bracegirdle from Hardbottle.

Bilbo: No, thank you! We don't want any more visitors, well-wishers, or distant relations!

Gandalf: And what about very old friends?

Frodo: Before you came along, we Bagginses were very well thought of.

Gandalf: Indeed?

Frodo: Never had any adventures or did anything unexpected.

Gandalf: [[The Hobbit|the incident with the dragon] If you’re referring to ], I was barely involved. All I did was give your uncle a little nudge out of the door.

Frodo: Whatever you did, you've been officially labeled a disturber of the peace.

Frodo: You're late.

Gandalf: A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early; he arrives precisely when he means to.