Legolas : 43!
Legolas : A red sun rises, blood has been spilled this night.
Legolas : Aragorn
Legolas : Come on, Gimli!
Legolas : Final count, 42.
Legolas : Forgive me. I mistook you for Saruman
Legolas : He was twitching.
Legolas : I'm on seventeen.
Legolas : Look at them. They're frightened. You can see it in their eyes.
Legolas : Or too few.
Legolas : Shall I describe it to you... or would you like me to find you a box?
Legolas : That is one of the Mearas, unless my eyes are cheated by some spell.
Legolas : The trees have feelings, my friend. The elves began it, waking up the trees, teaching them to speak.
Legolas : They cannot win this fight. They are all going to die!
Legolas : They may yet be alive.
Legolas : They run as if the very whips of their masters were behind them.
Legolas : You look terrible.
Legolas : You're friends are with you, Aragorn.
Legolas : [draws his bow and aims at arrow at Eomer's throat] You would die before your stroke fell.
Legolas : [in Elvish] And they should be. Three hundred... against ten thousand!
Legolas : [in Elvish] You're late.
Legolas : [shoots two more arrows] Nineteen
Legolas: ...and you have my bow...
Legolas: A lament for Gandalf...
Legolas: A shadow and a threat have been growing in my mind.
Legolas: Have you heard nothing Lord Elrond has said? The Ring must be destroyed.
Legolas: Hurry. Frodo and Sam have reached the eastern shore.
Legolas: I have not the heart to tell you. For me the grief is still too near.
Legolas: Something draws near. I can feel it.
Legolas: The Horn of Gondor.
Legolas: There is a foul voice on the air.
Legolas: This is no mere ranger. He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. You owe him your allegiance.
Legolas: We cannot linger.
Legolas: Why doesn't that surprise me?
Legolas: You mean not to follow them?