(Elves are singing...)
Legolas: A lament for Gandalf.
Merry: What do they say about him?
Legolas: I have not the heart to tell you. For me, the grief is still too near.
Sam: I bet they don't mention his fireworks. There should be a verse about them.
The finest rockets ever seen
They burst in stars of blue and green
Or after thunder, silver showers
Came falling like a rain of flowers
Oh, that doesn't do them justice by a long road.
Aragorn: Gentlemen, we do not stop till nightfall.
Pippin: What about breakfast?
Merry: You've already had it.
Pippin: We've had one, yes. What about second breakfast?
Merry: Don't think he knows about second breakfast, Pip.
Pippin: What about elevenses? Luncheon? Afternoon tea? Dinner? Supper? He knows about them, doesn't he?
Merry: I wouldn't count on it.