I Feel Sorry for the Lord

Early Sauron:
I feel sorry for the lord
Who hasn't got a Ring
Hasn't got a Ring
Hasn't got a Ring
Or a dark dominion!

Tradition

Hobbits:
At ten I learned to pour a drink,
At twelve, to grow the weed.
I hear they've picked a bride for me;
I hope she cooks well....
The son! The son!
Tradition!
The son!

New Orc, New Orc

Saruman:
Start spreading the goo;
I'm smelting today!
I'm gonna grow all parts of him--
New orc, new orc.

Nazgûl Tango

Nazgûl:
He had it comin'.
He had it comin'.
That little hobbit stole the Ring.
We haven't killed him,
But if we'd killed him
We'd take it back to our evil King!

And Isildur Was Weak

Elrond: (spoken) And Isildur took the Ring from the hand of Sauron, and Isildur was weak. And I bid him cast it into the fire, the fire of Mount Doom, but he kept the Ring and loosed the Power on the world.

Gandalf:

(sung) And Isildur took up Sauron's Ring And he was weak. And he was weak. And he was weak. I led Isildur to the fire, The fire of Doom. The fire of Doom. (spoken) You must take the Ring away, Gandalf--we cannot keep it here! (sung) The race of Elves is growing weak. Our time is through. Our time is through. Our time is through. We're through! Entrust this task to someone else, but not to Men. No, not to Men! No, not to Men! No, not to Men! The blood of Man is thinning. Evil's winning. Saruman's betrayed us; Sauron's played us! Gandalf, We can't keep it! We can't keep it! The Ring conveys his power and it's come again! It's come again! It's come again! Until the Ring is crushed The power never ends! It never ends! It never ends!

Elrond.... Elrond, I know. You don't need to tell me. It's not just fire, I know. It's the one thing that could destroy it.   It must be kept safe! You have to help! Lord Elrond, you have to help!     You don't understand-- But-- What can we do?       Elrond, what of this land? Don't you care what Sauron has planned?     Still, I mustn't take it, Must forsake it. There's no harm in trying Before they're dying, Elrond! You must hide it! You must hide it!

Were Mine That Special Ring

Boromir:
Were mine that special Ring,
That Ring which fills my dreaming.
Were mine the role of king....
Were mine the strength in form so tiny,
Were mine the Ring so golden, shiny--
Were mine the power sublime!
Were mine the Ring I see,
That Ring which fills my dreaming...
When all the charms are mine,
Gondor'll be mine, all mine....

I Feel Pretty

Legolas:
See the pretty elf in that mirror there:
Who can that attractive elf be?
Such a pretty face,
Such a pretty bow,
Such a pretty gait,
Such a pretty me!

I feel stunning
And entrancing,
Feel like running and prancing for joy,
For I'm going
On a quest with little hobbit boy!

Gard'ning

Sam:
I'd rather be gard'ning,
Yes, I would,
Digging in the loam.
I'd stand there inhaling
Herbs and blooms.
Yes, I'd be at home....

The sun is on my neck,
The wind in is my face,
The sky is incredibly blue....
And I'd rather be gard'ning,
Oh, to be in the Shire!
And not out here with you.

Hello, Gandalf

Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli:
Hello, Gandalf, well hello, Gandalf--
It's so nice to have you back where you belong!
You look swell, Gandalf, though you fell, Gandalf....

We Wants it So Much

Gollum: Isn't it good? Doesn't it shine? Isn't it madness It can't be mine!

Sméagol: Oh, so good! Oh, it shines! It can't be mine!

Anything You Can Do

Excerpt one:
Boromir: I'm one of the fellows. My horn always bellows.   I can live on lembas bread. Yes.	Faramir: For now, that may be fine. But that horn will be mine. That stuff on the shelf? So can an elf.
Excerpt two:
Boromir: Anyone you can scare, I can scare faster.   No, you can't. No, you can't. Noyoucan't.   I can carry a Took. I can face a balrog. I can do most anything! No...   Any Ring you may want, My want is greater.   No, it can't. No, it can't. No, it can't.	Faramir: I can scare hobbits Much faster than you. Yes, I can. Yes, I can. YesIcan!   I can kill an uruk. But you're scared of a bog. Can you read a map? I have to tap.   Sooner or later, That want will kill you. Yes, it can. Yes, it can. Yes, it can, yes it can!

The Riddle

Gollum:
See the moon slink down in the sky, precious.
Every word is a lie, precious.
Life is cold, and the game is old.

Sméagol:
Just see how trusting repays us:
We turn and Master betrays us.
Betray them first, and the game's reversed!

Lord Sauron's Song

Sauron:
Frodo, I am overjoyed to meet you face to face.
You've been getting quite a name all around the place--
Killing uruks, fighting my Ringwraiths,
And now I understand you've got my Ring, or so you say....

On This Night of Ten Thousand Orcs

On this night of ten thousand orcs,
Let me lead you to Mordor's gate....

I Like Pretty Things

Sméagol:
I like pretty things,
As for example, shiny Rings.
I could simply dote
On even one mithril-mail coat.

My Favorite Things

Sauron:
Orc heads on long pikes and warg rides at sunrise,
Uruks and goblins and big fi'ry red eyes,
Wild bloody battles all over one Ring--
These are a few of my favorite things!

When the Wraiths ride
Upon black wings,
When they screech so loud,
I simply send forth all my favorite things
Massac'ring all their crowd!

Agony

Excerpt one:

Frodo:
Did I abuse it
Or fail to abstain?
Why was he warned from me?
If I should use it,
How shall I regain
The heart it has torn from me?

Agony
Beyond power of speech,
When the one thing you want
Is to get the Ring out of your reach.

Sam:
High in his tower,
He floats by the hour,
An all-seeing eye.
Ever ascending,
His servants keep rending
The air with their cry:
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah--

Agony!
Far more pain than before,
When you know he would go in there
If he just found a door.

Excerpt two:

Frodo:
It's driving me mad!

Sam:
You know nothing of madness
Till you're climbing the stair
And you see them up there
As you're nearing them,
All the while hearing them:
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Cirith Ungol

Frodo:
I only want to say,
If there is a way,
Take this Ring away from me,
For I don't want to taste its power,
Feel it burn me.
I have changed;
I'm not as sure as when we started.
Then I was inspired;
Now I'm sad and tired.
Tried for eight months, seems like eighty.
Could they ask as much from anybody else?

Minas Tirith

Aragorn:
Hello, Minas Tirith!
Get this--just look at me, dressed up somewhere to go
We'll put on a show!

At the end of the siege, at the height of your need, I'll persuade you
I come here as your liege, I am ready to lead, here to aid you.
All I want is a whole lot of success--
Tell the Steward this is where I'm reigning.

Stand back, Minas Tirith!
Because you ought to know whatcha gonna get in me:
Just a little touch of new royalty!