Want to come back to my place and smoke a little Longbottom leaf?
What do you like for second breakfast?
I may look really short, but that’s only CGI.
Were you forged by Sauron? Because you look precious.
Elen sila lumenn’ omentielvo. (“A star shines on the hour of our meeting”)
Watch out, girl. I’m about to rescue you from Lonely Mountain.
You don’t know even it yet, but you’ve just found the One. Now let me get in your pocket.
Are you an orc? Because you’re making my Sting glow.
Are you Gandalf? Because you have me seeing fireworks.
Is your name Smaug? Because you look like you have loads of treasure in your cave.
I must be the ring and you must be Bilbo, because you’ve got me wrapped around your finger.
I’ll take you there and back again.
I want you in my hobbit hole.
Just wait until sunset — that’s when I’m going to open your secret door.
Were you born from Smaug’s mouth? Because you came out hot.
Girl, you’re glowing. Are there orcs nearby or are you just glad to see me?
My feet are bigger than Bilbo’s… and you know what they say about big feet.
I don’t know you half as well as I should like, but I like all of what I see.
You wake something Tookish up in me.
My staff is even bigger than Gandalf’s.
I’ve got a feeling you’re about to become my Precious.
I’m like Beorn — half man, half bear. Guess which part is bear?
It does not do to leave a live dragon out of your calculations — so here’s what I’m doing later.
Did it hurt? When you fell from the Timeless Halls?
I am no man.