September 3

[Standback]

Pure bliss, Kira - kudos, and a chocolate chip donut.

Frodo: Well, it was nice meeting you, Mr. Faramir. I guess we'll be heading off to Mordor to continue our quest now.
Faramir: Hahahahaha! Good one.
Sam: No, really! You're supposed to just escort us a little ways then let us go!
Faramir: You must have me confused with someone with fewer jerk-like qualities.
Frodo: But --
Faramir: Take 'em away, boys!

Pure genious. As well as:

Faramir: Oh, like your home is a picturesque image of pastoral beauty.
Sam: Actually, it is.
Faramir: Huh. Think I could come live with you?
Sam: Let's see how you do with the not-stealing-the-Ring-of-Power thing, first.

Saruman: Blast those Ents and hobbits! Well, we'll see who has the last laugh when I take over the Shire! Mwahahahaha!
Wormtongue: But my lord, I think that Peter Jackson --
Saruman: Quiet, you slithering toad! Can't you see I'm cackling?

Gandalf: Well, the battle is over and we are victorious. Do you know what that means?
Aragorn: We need an ominous tagline to lead into the next movie?
Gandalf: Precisely. (ahem) "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."
Aragorn: That doesn't sound quite right.
Gandalf: Meh.

Yay Kira - long may she reign!