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Gammel 14/07-2004, 00:12
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Pussig det der. Har ikke sett så mange ringenes herre quotes rundtomkring.

"Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body,but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting "...holy shit...what a ride!"
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Hva med Travolta i Broken Arrow: "God damn what a rush!"
Joa, en nuke kan være en solid "rush" det....
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LotR, Return of the King:

Theoden: Eomer. Take your éored down the left flank. Gamling, follow the King's banner down the center. Grimbold, take your company right, after you pass the wall. Forth, and fear no darkness! Arise. Arise, Riders of Théoden. Spears shall be shaken, shields shall be splintered. A sword day... a red day... ere the sun rises.
Eowyn: What ever happens, stay with me. I'll look after you.
[The King rides past his men, hitting their spears with his sword as he goes]
Theoden: Ride now... Ride now... Ride. Ride for ruin and the world's ending.
[He stops and prepares to face Sauron's army]
Theoden: Death.
Rohirrim: Death.
Theoden: Death.
Rohirrim: Death.
Theoden: DEATH.
Eowyn, Merry: Death.
Theoden: Forth, Eorlingas!
Synst nesten eg må sitere boka her, sidan eg synst det er gjort betre der:

But at that same moment there was a flash, as if lightning had sprung from the earth beneath the City. For a searing second it stood dazzling far off in black and white, its topmost tower like a glittering needle: and then as the darkness closed again there came rolling over the fields a greatboom .

At that sound the bent shape of the king sprang suddenly erect. Tall and proud he seemed again; and rising in his stirrups he cried in a loud voice, more clear than any there had ever heard a mortal man achieve before:

Arise, arise, Riders of Théoden!
Fell deeds awake: fire and slaughter!
spear shall be shaken, shield be splintered,
a sword-day, a red day, ere the sun rises!
Ride now, ride now! Ride to Gondor!

With that he seized a great horn from Guthláf his banner-bearer, and he blew such a blast upon it that it burst asunder. And straightway all the horns in the host were lifted up in music, and the blowing of the horns of Rohan in that hour was like a storm upon the plain and a thunder in the mountains.

Ride now, ride now! Ride to Gondor!

Suddenly the king cried to Snowmane and the horse sprang away. Behind him his banner blew in the wind, white horse upon a field of green, but he outpaced it. After him thundered the knights of his house, but he was ever before them. Éomer rode there, the white horsetail on his helm floating in his speed, and the front of the firstéored roared like a breaker foaming to the shore, but Théoden could not be overtaken. Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new tire in his veins, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a god of old, even as Oromë the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. His golden shield was uncovered, and lo! it shone like an image of the Sun, and the grass flamed into green about the white feet of his steed. For morning came, morning and a wind from the sea; and the darkness was removed, and the hosts of Mordor wailed, and terror took them, and they fled, and died, and the hoofs of wrath rode over them. And then all the host of Rohan burst into song, and they sang as they slew, for the joy of battle was on them, and the sound of their singing that was fair and terrible came even to the City.
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Gammel 14/07-2004, 23:07
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Mer ringenes herre:

“It's a pity Bilbo didn't kill him when he had the chance.”
“Pity? It was pity that stayed Bilbo's hand. Many that live deserve death. Some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them, Frodo? Do not be too eager to deal out death in judgment. Even the very wise cannot see all ends. My heart tells me that Gollum has some part to play yet, for good or ill before this is over. The pity of Bilbo may rule the fate of many.”

“I wish The Ring had never come to me. I wish none of this had ever happened.”
“So do all who live to face such times, but that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us.”
- Gandalf to Frodo, in the Mines of Moria

“"I am a servant of the Secret Fire, Wielder of the Flame of Anor; you cannot pass. The dark fire will not avail you, Flame of Udun! Go back to the Shadow. You cannot pass!” he said. With a bound, the Balrog leaped full upon the bridge. Its whip whirled and hissed.
“He cannot stand alone!” cried Aragorn suddenly and ran back along the bridge.

“Elendil!” he shouted. “I am with you Gandalf!”
“Gondor!” cried Boromir and leaped after him.


- The Bridge of Khazad-dum


Og selvsagt...

Boromir
They took the little ones! Frodo. Where is Frodo?

Aragorn
I let Frodo go.

Boromir
Then you did what I did not. I tried to take the Ring from him.

Aragorn
The Ring is beyond our reach now.

Boromir
Forgive me. I did not see. I have failed you all.

Aragorn
No, Boromir. You fought bravely. You have kept your honor.

(Aragorn reaches for an arrow. Boromir grabs his arm.)

Boromir
Leave it! It is over. The world of Men will fall. And all will come to darkness. And my city to ruin.

Aragorn
I do not know what strength is in my blood, but I swear to you, I will not let the white city fall. Nor our people fail.

Bormir
Our people. Our people.

(Boromir reaches for his sword. Aragorn hands it to him, and he lays it over his body.)

I would have followed you, my brother. My captain. My King.

(Aragorn kisses his forehead.)

Aragorn
Be at peace, son of Gondor.

(Aragorn stands, looking in the direction of Minis Tirith.)

They will look for his coming from the White Tower. But he will not return.
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Gammel 15/07-2004, 02:16
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Her er en genial sang fra Ringenes Herre.. den første boken altså.. Litt lang kanskje, men morsom.
Det er Sam som synger den. og den handler om Tom Bombadill, vet ikke om Sam vet det da....:

Old Troll

Troll sat alone on his seat of stone,
And munched and mumbled a bare old bone;
For many a year he had gnawed it near,
For meat was hard to come by.
Done by! Gum by!
In a cave in the hills he dwelt alone,
And meat was hard to come by.

Up came Tom with his big boots on.
Said he to Troll: "Pray, what is yon?
For it looks like the shin o' my nuncle Tim,
As should be a-lyin' in graveyard.
Caveyard! Paveyard!
This many a year has Tim been gone,
And I thought he were lyin' in graveyard."

"My lad," said Troll, "this bone I stole.
But what be bones that lie in a hole?
Thy nuncle was dead as a lump o' lead,
Afore I found his shinbone.
Tinbone! Thinbone!
He can spare a share for a poor old troll,
For he don't need his shinbone."

Said Tom: "I don't see why the likes o' thee
Without axin' leave should go makin' free
With the shank or the shin o' my father's kin;
So hand the old bone over!
Rover! Trover!
Though dead he be, it belongs to he;
So hand the old bone over!"

"For a couple o' pins," says Troll, and grins,
"I'll eat thee too, and gnaw thy shins.
A bit o' fresh meat will go down sweet!
I'll try my teeth on thee now.*
Hee now! See now!
I'm tired o' gnawing old bones and skins;
I've a mind to dine on thee now."

*[as read by Tolkien on the tape:]
Thee'll be a nice change from thine nuncle.
Sunkle! Drunkle!
I'm tired of gnawing old bones and skins;
Thee'll be a nice change from thine nuncle."

But just as he thought his dinner was caught,
He found his hands had hold of naught.
Before he could mind, Tom slipped behind
And gave him the boot to larn him.
Warn him! Darn him!
A bump o' the boot on the seat, Tom thought,
Would be the way to larn him.

But harder than stone is the flesh and bone
Of a troll that sits in the hills alone.
As well set your boot to the mountain's root,
For the seat of a troll don't feel it.
Peel it! Heal it!
Old Troll laughed, when he heard Tom groan,
And he knew his toes could feel it.

Tom's leg is game, since home he came,
And his bootless foot is lasting lame;
But Troll don't care, and he's still there
With the bone he boned from it's owner.
Doner! Boner!
Troll's old seat is still the same,
And the bone he boned from it's owner!
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Gammel 15/07-2004, 23:38
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(...) og den handler om Tom Bombadill (...)
Tror du tar feil der. Bombadil's bein er jo for det første ikke "lasting lame". For det andre blir det vanskelig å godta at Bombadil skal ha hatt en "Onkel Tim": For det første er hans alviske navn Iarwain Ben-adar, som betyr "eldst og faderløs", så om det skal tolkes bokstavelig må i så fall Tim være på morssiden. Men det er mer sannsynlig at "faderløs" skal bety "forfarløs" i denne sammenhengen tror jeg. Det refereres flere steder til at han var "først" og da blir det vanskelig med onkler.
Uansett tror jeg ikke at en fyr som ikke lar seg affektere av Ringen ville være dum nok til å sparke et troll i ræva.

...så jeg regner det som 99.9% sannsynlig at sangen er om en helt annen Tom.

...og nå har jeg gått langt utenfor temaet i denne tråden. Sorry. Trøtt. Ignorer meg.
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Gammel 16/07-2004, 00:04
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Nei Nei Nei... jeg mente ikke at Tom Bombadil er den døde tingen.. men at det er Tom Bombadill som snakker med trollet. kan forklare nærmere når jeg får boken min tilbake.. Regnbue som har den for øyeblikket.
EDIT: dessuten når det gjelder å sparket et troll i ræven eller å provosere et troll så tror jeg kun Bombadill kunne vært den eneste som kunne ha gjort det. de fleste andre er for redd. Og når det kommer til onkler så må det ikke være en genetisk onkel.. jeg tror fortsatt at det er tom bombadill. Bombadill har mange rare sanger.. og mange om seg selv. dessuten, så er det ingen som helt vet akkurat HVA bombadill er..

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Evil dead 3 - Army of Darkness

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Ashram: I am a greedy man, and therfore, I seek the treasure for my self.
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Her er en bra, fra "Red Dragon", ikke at jeg husker hva rollefigurene heter (bortsett fra at første linje er "the red dragon"; man kan jo si at jeg var litt trøtt etter å ha sett et utall filmer på en kveld/natt og avslutte det hele med hannibal trilogien...)

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At present, cities stay where they are.

For now cities sleep.

But there are rumblings. Things change. And what if, tomorrow, cities woke, and went walking? If Tokyo engulfed your town? If Vienna came striding over the hill toward you? If the city you inhabit today just upped and left, and you woke tomorrow wrapped in a thin blanket on an empty plain, where Detroit once stood, or Sydney, or Moscow?

Don't ever take a city for granted.

After all, it is bigger than you are; it is older; and it has learned how to wait...
Hele essayet finnes på http://www.neilgaiman.com/exclusive/Simcity2000.asp
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