TTT MOVIE QUOTES

Éowyn: Your son is badly wounded, my lord.
Éomer: He was ambushed by Orcs. If we don't defend our country, Saruman will take it by force.

Éowyn: Your son, my lord, he is dead. My lord? Uncle? Will you not go to him? Will you do nothing?

Grima: Oh he, he must have died sometime in the night. What a tragedy for the king to lose his only son and heir. I understand his passing is hard to accept, especially now that your brother has deserted you.
Éowyn: Leave me alone, snake!
Grima: Oh, but you are alone. Who knows what you've spoken to the darkness, in the bitter watches of the night; when all your life seems to shrink. The walls of your bower closing in about you. A hushed, tremmelsome, wild thing. So fair, so cold, like a morning of pale spring still clinging to winter's chill.
Éowyn: Your words are poison!

Éowyn: His name is Brego. He was my cousin's horse.
Aragorn: Brego? You're name is kingly.
Éowyn: I've heard of the magic of elves, but I did not look for it in a ranger of the North. You speak as one of their own.
Aragorn: I was raised in Rivendell for a time. Turn this fellow free. He has seen enough of war.

Éowyn:Bealocwealm hafath freone frecan forth onsended. giedd sculon singan glaomen sorgiende on Meduselde (English translation: An evil death has set forth the noble warrior. A song shall sing sorrowing minstrels in Meduseld.)

Éowyn: They had no warning. They were unarmed. Now the wildmen are moving through the westfold, burning as they go. Rick, cot and tree.
Freda: Where's momma?
Éowyn: Shh.

Aragorn: You have some skill with a blade.
Éowyn: The women of this country learned long ago that those without swords may still die upon them. I fear neither death nor pain.
Aragorn: What do you fear my lady?
Éowyn: A cage. To stay behind bars until use and old age accept them. And all chance of valor has gone beyond recall or desire.
Aragorn: You are a daughter of kings. A shieldmaiden of Rohan. I do not think that will be your fate.

Éowyn: (offering stew) Gimli?
Gimli: No, I couldn't.
Éowyn: (offering stew to Aragorn) I made some stew. It isn't much, but it's hot.
Aragorn: Thank you. Mmhm. It's good.
Éowyn: Really? My uncle told me a strange thing. He said that you rode to war with Thengel, my grandfather, but he must be mistaken.
Aragorn: King Théoden has a good memory. He was only a small child at the time.
Éowyn: Then you must be at least sixty. Seventy? You cannot be eigthy.
Aragorn: Eighty-seven.
Éowyn: You are one of the Dúnedain. A descendent of Númenor blessed with long life. It was said that your race passed into legend. Aragorn: There are few of us left. The North Kingdom was destroyed long ago.
Éowyn: I'm sorry. Please, eat.

Éowyn: Where is she? The woman who gave you that jewel? My lord?
Aragorn: She is sailing to the undying lands, with all that is left of her kin.

Théoden: You must lead the people to Helm's Deep. And make haste.
Éowyn: I can fight!
Théoden: No! You must do this. For me.
Éowyn: Make for the lower ground. Stick together!

Éowyn: Where is the rest?
Man of Rohan: This is all we could save, my lady.
Éowyn: Take it to the caves.

Éowyn: So few! So few of you have returned!
Théoden: Our people are safe. We have paid for it with many lives.
Gimli: My lady...
Éowyn: Lord Aragorn, where is he?
Gimli: He fell.

Éowyn: My Lord! Aragorn! I'm to be sent with the women into the caves.
Aragorn: That is an honorable charge.
Éowyn: To mind the children? To find food and bedding when the men return? What renoun is there in that?
Aragorn: My lady, a time may come for valor without renoun. Who then will your people look to in the last defense?
Éowyn: Let me stand at your side.
Aragorn: It is not in my power to command it.
Éowyn: You do not command the others to stay. They fight beside you because they would not be parted from you, because they love you. I'm sorry.

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TTT BOOK QUOTES

Gandalf: Open! The Lord of the Mark comes forth! Send your guards down to the stairs foot. And you, lady, leave him a while with me. I will care for him.
Theoden: Go, Éowyn sister-daughter! The time for fear is past

(The woman turned and went slowly into the house. As she passed the doors she turned and looked back. Grave and thoughtful was her glance, as she looked on the king with cool pity in her eyes. Very fair was her face, and her long hair was like a river of gold. Slender and tall she was in her white robe girt with silver; but strong she seemed and stern as steel, a daughter of kings. Thus Aragorn for the first time in the full light of day beheld Éowyn, Lady of Rohan, and thought her fair, fair and cold, like a morning of pale spring that is not yet come to womanhood. And she now was suddenly aware of him: tall heir of kings, wise with many winters, greycloaked. Hiding a power that yet she felt. For a moment still as stone she stood, then turning swiftly she was gone.)

Gandalf: Nay, Éomer, you do not fully understand the mind of Master Wormtongue. He is bold and cunning. Even now he plays a game with peril and wins a throw. Down snake! Down on your belly! How long is it since Saruman bought you? What was the promised price? When all the men were dead, you were to pick your share of the treasure, and take the woman you desire? Too long have you watched her under your eyelids and haunted her steps.
Éomer:That I knew already. For that reason I would have slain him before, forgetting the law of the hall. But there are other reasons.
Gandalf: Éowyn is safe now. But you, Wormtongue, you have done what you could for your true master. Some reward you have earned at least. Yet Saruman is apt to overlook his bargains. I should advise you to go quickly and remind him, lest he forget your faithful service.

Éowyn: Ferthu Théoden hál! Receive now this cup and drink in happy hour. Health be with thee at thy going and coming!

(Théoden drank from the cup, and she then proffered it to the guests. As she stood before Aragorn she paused suddenly and looked upon him, and her eyes were shining. And he looked down upon her fair face and smiled; but as he took the cup, his hand met hers, and he knew that she trembled at the touch.)

Éowyn: Hail Aragorn son of Arathorn!
Aragorn: Hail Lady of Rohan!

Théoden: Behold! I go forth, and it seems like to be my last riding. I have no child. Théodred my son is slain. I name Éomer my sister-son to be my heir. If neither of us return, then choose a new lord as you will. But to some one I must now entrust my people that I leave behind, to rule them in my place. Which of you will stay?
Is there none whom you would name? In whom do my people trust?
Háma: In the House of Eorl.
Théoden: But Éomer I cannot spare, nor would he stay, and he is the last of that House.
Háma: I said not Éomer. And he is not the last. There is Éowyn, daughter of Éomund, his sister. She is fearless and high-hearted. All love her. Let her be as lord to the Eorlingas, while we are gone.
Théoden: It shall be so. Let the heralds announce to the folk that the Lady Éowyn will lead them!

(Then the king sat upon a seat before his doors, and Éowyn knelt before him and received from him a sword and a fair corslet.)

Théoden: Farewell sister-daughter! Dark is the hour, yet maybe we shall return to the Golden Hall. But in Dunharrow the people may long defend themselves, and if the battle go ill, thither will come all who escape.
Éowyn: Speak not so! A year shall I endure for every day that passes until your return.
Aragorn: The king shall come again. Fear not! Not West but East does our doom await us.

(The king now went down the stair with Gandalf beside him. The others followed. Aragorn looked back as they passed towards the gate. Alone Éowyn stood before the doors of the house at the stair's head; the sword was set upright before her, and her hands were laid upon the hilt. She was clad now in mail and shone like silver in the sun.)

(The trumpets sounded. The horses reared and neighed. Spear clashed on shield. Then the king raised his hand, and with a rush like the sudden onset of a great wind the last host of Rohan rode thundering into the West. Far over the plain Éowyn saw the glitter of their spears, as she stood still, alone before the doors of the silent house.)

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