The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers (2002)

John Rhys-Davies: Gimli, Voice of Treebeard

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• [Aragorn and Gimli are looking at the Uruk-hai, but are separated from them by a gap] 

  Gimli : Oh come on, we can take 'em.

  Aragorn : It's a long way.

  Gimli : Toss me.

  Aragorn : What?

  Gimli : I cannot jump the distance, you'll have to toss me.

  Gimli : [pauses, looks up at Aragorn] 

  Gimli : Don't tell the Elf.

  Aragorn : Not a word.

• Gimli : [failing to see over the wall]  What's happening out there?

  Legolas : Shall I describe it to you?

  Gimli : [turns]  Hmm?

  Legolas : Or would you like me to find you a box?

  [Gimli laughs] 

• [from extended version] 

  Legolas : Final count, forty-two.

  Gimli : Forty-two? Oh, that's not bad for a pointy-eared elvish princeling. Hmph! I myself am sitting pretty on forty-THREE.

  Legolas : [takes out an arrow, and shoots the Uruk Gimli is sitting on in the stomach]  Forty-three.

  Gimli : He was already dead!

  Legolas : He was twitching.

  Gimli : He was *twitching* because he's got my axe EMBEDDED IN HIS NERVOUS SYSTEM!

  [rattles the handle of his ax; the Uruk's arms and legs twitch] 

• [during the Battle of Helm's Deep, Gimli has killed an Uruk-Hai warrior] 

  Gimli : Legolas! Two already!

  Legolas : I'm on seventeen!

  Gimli : Huh? I'll have no pointy-ear outscoring me!

  [kills another one] 

  Legolas : [shoots two more arrows]  Nineteen!

• Eomer : What business does an Elf, Man, and a Dwarf have in the Riddermark? Speak quickly.

  Gimli : Give me your name, horse-master, and I shall give you mine.

  Eomer : [dismounts]  I would cut off your head, Dwarf, if it stood but a little higher from the ground.

  Legolas : [draws his bow and aims at arrow at Eomer's throat]  You would die before your stroke fell.

• [scene from extended version] 

  Gimli : This new Gandalf is more grumpy than the old one.

• Gimli : It's true you don't see many Dwarf-women. And in fact, they are so alike in voice and appearance, that they are often mistaken for Dwarf-men.

  Aragorn : [whispering to Eowyn]  It's the beards.

  Gimli : And this in turn has given rise to the belief that there are no Dwarf-women, and that Dwarves just spring out of holes in the ground!

  [Eowyn laughs] 

  Gimli : Which is, of course, ridiculous.

• Treebeard : We have just agreed...

  [Merry and Pippin lean in] 

  Merry : Yes?

  Treebeard : I have told your names to the Entmoot, and we have agreed you are not Orcs.

  Pippin : Well, that's good news.

• [sounds of trees 'speaking' is heard] 

  Aragorn : Gimli, lower your axe.

  Legolas : They have feelings, my friend. The elves began it, waking up the trees, teaching them to speak.

  Gimli : Talking trees. What do trees have to talk about, hmm... except the consistency of squirrel droppings?

• Treebeard : Many of these trees were my friends. Creatures I had known from nut or acorn.

  Pippin : I'm sorry, Treebeard.

  Treebeard : They had voices of their own. Saruman! A wizard should know better!

• Aragorn : [looking at defenders of Helm's Deep]  Farmers, ferriers, stable boys. These are no soldiers.

  Gimli : Most have seen too many winters.

  Legolas : Or too few.

• Gimli : Whatever luck you live by... let's hope it lasts the night.

  Legolas : Your friends are with you, Aragorn.

  Gimli : Let's hope they last the night...

• [a wall of soldiers line the ramparts - the top of Gimli's helm barely peeks over the top] 

  Gimli : [to Legolas]  You could have picked a better spot.

• Treebeard : [after seeing the torn-down forest around Isengard]  Saruman! A wizard should know better!

  [loud yell] 

  Treebeard : There is no curse in Elvish, Entish, or the tongues of men for this treachery.

  Pippin : Look, the trees! They're moving!

  Merry : Where are they going?

  Treebeard : They have business with the Orcs. My business is with Isengard tonight, with rock and stone.

  [Ents emerge from the woods, following Treebeard] 

  Treebeard : Hroom, hm, come, my friends. The Ents are going to war. It is likely that we go to our doom. The last march of the Ents.

• Gimli : [out of breath]  I'm wasted on cross-country! We Dwarves are natural sprinters, very dangerous over short distances.

• Gimli : [to a Warg]  Bring your pretty face to my axe.

• [after Legolas has shot and killed a Warg heading toward Gimli] 

  Gimli : But that one counts as mine!

• Eomer : What business does an Elf, a Man, and a Dwarf have in the Riddermark? Speak quickly!

  Gimli : Give me your name, Horse-master, and I shall give you mine.

  Eomer : [dismounts his horse]  I would cut off your head, Dwarf, if it stood but a little higher from the ground.

  Legolas : [fits an arrow to his bow at lightning speed]  You would die before your stroke fell.

  [Rohirrim point their spears at Legolas] 

  Aragorn : [signals for Legolas to lower his weapon]  I am Aragorn, son of Arathorn. This is Gimli, son of Glóin, and Legolas of the Woodland Realm. We are friends of Rohan, and of Théoden, your King.

  Eomer : Théoden no longer recognizes friend from foe. Not even his own kin.

  [takes off helmet] 

  Eomer : Saruman has poisoned the mind of the king and claimed lordship over these lands. My company are those loyal to Rohan, and for that we are banished. The White Wizard is cunning. He walks here and there, they say, as an old man hooded and cloaked. And everywhere his spies slip past our nets.

  Aragorn : We are no spies. We track a party of Uruk-Hai, westward across the plain. They have taken two of our friends captive.

  Eomer : The Uruks are destroyed. We slaughtered them during the night.

  Gimli : But there were two Hobbits! Did you see two Hobbits with 'em?

  Aragorn : They would be small. Only children to your eyes.

  Eomer : We left none alive. We piled the carcasses and burned them.

  Gimli : Dead?

  Eomer : I am sorry.

  [Éomer whistles a signal] 

  Eomer : Hasufel! Arod! May these horses bear you to better fortune than their former masters. Farewell.

  [puts on helmet, mounts his horse] 

  Eomer : Look for your friends. But do not trust to hope. It has forsaken these lands.

• Treebeard : You must understand, young Hobbit, it takes a long time to say anything in Old Entish. And we never say anything unless it is worth taking a long time to say.

• Merry : [of the Entmoot]  It's been going for hours.

  Pippin : They must have decided something by now.

  Treebeard : Decided? No, we have just finished saying "Good Morning".

  Merry : But it's night time already! You can't take forever!

  Treebeard : Now, don't be hasty, master Meriadoc.

  Merry : We're running out of time!

• Treebeard : [of Orcs]  They come with fire, they come with axes... gnawing, biting, breaking, hacking, burning! Destroyers and usurpers, curse them!

• Gimli : [upon seeing the atmosphere in Edoras]  You'll find more cheer in a graveyard.

• Treebeard : We Ents cannot hold back this storm. We must weather such things as we have always done.

  Merry : How can that be your decision?

  Treebeard : This is not our war.

  Merry : But you're part of this world, aren't you?... You must help... please.

• Treebeard : [reacting to Pippin's plan]  That doesn't make sense to me. But, then again, you are very small.

• Treebeard : I always like going South; somehow, it feels like going downhill.

• Aragorn : [of Orcs]  Their pace has quickened. They must have caught our scent. Hurry!

  Legolas : Come on, Gimli!

  Gimli : Three days and nights pursuit. No food, no rest. No sign of our quarry, but what bare rock can tell!

• Gimli : [exhausted from running]  Keep breathing. That's the key. Breathe.

• Gandalf : Gandalf? Yes... that was what they used to call me. Gandalf the Gray. That was my name.

  Gimli : Gandalf...

  Gandalf : *I* am Gandalf the White. And I come back to you now - at the turn of the tide.

• Treebeard : [to Merry and Pippin]  I promised Gandalf I would keep you safe and safe is where I'll keep you.

• [after falling off from the horse] 

  Gimli : That was deliberate, it was deliberate.

• [Treebeard is is walking through the forest, carrying Merry and Pippin] 

  Treebeard : I believe you will enjoy this next one, too. It is one of my own compositions. Ahem. 'Beneath the roof of sleeping... leaves and dreams of trees untold, When woodland halls are... green... and cool, and the wind is in the west, Come back to me... Come... back... to me, And say my land is... best.'

• Merry : Why are there so few of you, when you live so long? Are there Ent children?

  Treebeard : [Sadly]  Burárum. There have been no Entlings for a terrible long count of years.

  Merry : Why is that?

  Treebeard : We lost the Entwives.

  Pippin : Oh, I'm sorry. How did they die?

  Treebeard : Die? No. We *lost* them. And now, we cannot *find* them. I don't suppose you've seen Entwives in the Shire?

  Merry : Can't say that I have. You, Pip?

  Pippin : What do they look like?

  Treebeard : Hrrooom... I... don't... remember... now.

• Pippin : And whose side are you on?

  Treebeard : Side? I am on nobody's side, because nobody is on my side, little Orc.

• Treebeard : The Ents are going to war.

• Gimli : [Orcs begin their attack on Helm's Deep]  Send them to me!

• Gimli : My lady...

  Eowyn : Lord Aragorn... where is he?

  Gimli : He fell.

• Treebeard : My home is deep in the forest near the roots of the mountains.