Sam Quotes

You miserable little maggot. I'll stove your head in!

That's for Frodo! And for the Shire! And that's for my old Gaffer!

Sam : I heard it from his own mouth! He means to murder us!

Gollum : Never! Smeagol wouldn't hurt a fly!

You can't go walking through Mordor in naught but your skin.

I don't think there will be a return journey, Mr. Frodo.

Give me your hand. Take my hand. Don't you let go. Don't let go... Reach!

Well, I'm back.

You don't see it, do you? He's a villain.

Frodo : You can't help me anymore.
Sam : You don't mean that.
Frodo : Go home.

Frodo : There'll be none left for the return journey.
Sam : I don't think there will be a return journey, Mr. Frodo.

Frodo : I need you on my side.
Sam : I'm on your side, Mr Frodo.
Frodo : I know you are, Sam.

Sam : It's that Gollum, it's this place, it's that thing around your neck. I could help a bit, I could carry it, share the load...
Frodo : GET AWAY!
Sam : I don't want to keep it. I just want to help.

Gollum : Wake up. Wake up. Wake up, sleepies. We must go, yeeees, we must go at once.
Sam : Haven't you had any sleep, Mr. Frodo?
Sam : I've gone and had too much... it must be getting late.
Frodo : No, it's not. It's not midday, yet. The days are growing darker.
Gollum : We must go.
Sam : Not until Mr. Frodo has had something to eat.
Gollum : No time to lose, silly.
Sam : Here, eat this.
Frodo : What about you?
Sam : I'm not hungry. Leastways, not for lembas bread.
Frodo : Sam...
Sam : All right... we don't have that much left. You go ahead and eat that, Mr. Frodo. I've rationed it... there should be enough left.
Frodo : For what?
Sam : The journey home.

Let him go, you filth. Let him go! You will not touch him again!

Sam : Do you remember the Shire, Mr. Frodo? It'll be spring soon. And the orchards will be in blossom. And the birds will be nesting in the hazel thicket. And they'll be sowing the summer barley in the lower fields... and eating the first of the strawberries with cream. Do you remember the taste of strawberries?
Frodo : No, Sam. I can't recall the taste of food... nor the sound of water... nor the touch of grass. I'm... naked in the dark, with nothing, no veil... between me... and the wheel of fire! I can see him... with my waking eyes!
Sam : Then let us be rid of it... once and for all! Come on, Mr. Frodo. I can't carry it for you... but I can carry you!

Sam :He means to murder us!: Never! Smeagol wouldn't hurt a fly!

Oh no! Frodo... Mr. Frodo, wake up... Don't leave me here alone. Don't go where I can't follow... Wake up.

Sam : Mr. Frodo? What is it?
Frodo : Just a thought... I don't think I'm going to be returning.
Sam : Of course you are. That's just morbid thinking, that is.

Sam : It must be getting near tea-time, leastways in decent places where there is still tea-time.
Gollum : We're not in decent places.

Sam : No, Mr. Frodo!
Gollum : Not that way! Oh! What's he doing?

Gollum : Wake up. Wake up. Wake up, sleepies. We must go, yeeees, we must go at once.
Sam : Haven't you had any sleep, Mr. Frodo?
Sam : I've gone and had too much... it must be getting late.
Frodo : No, it isn't. It isn't midday, yet. The days are growing darker.
Gollum : Come on! We must go, no time!
Sam : Not before Mr. Frodo's had something to eat.
Gollum : No time to lose, silly!
Sam : Here.
Frodo : What about you?
Sam : Oh, no, I'm not hungry. Leastways, not for lembas bread.
Frodo : Sam...
Sam : All right... we don't have that much left. We have to be careful, we don't want to run out. You go ahead and eat that, Mr. Frodo. I've rationed it... there should be enough.
Frodo : Enough for what?
Sam : The journey home.

Gorbag : I'm gonna bleed you like a stuck pig.
Sam : Not if I stick you first.

Sam : What are you up to? Sneaking off, are we?
Gollum : Sneaking? Sneaking? Fat Hobbit is always so polite. Smeagol shows them secret ways that nobody else could find, and they say "sneak!" Sneak? Very nice friend. Oh, yes, my precious. Very nice, very nice.
Sam : All right, all right! You just startled me is all. What were you doing?
Gollum : Sneaking.

Sam : Do you remember the Shire, Mr. Frodo? It'll be spring soon. And the orchards will be in blossom. And the birds will be nesting in the hazel thicket. And they'll be sowing the summer barley in the lower fields... and eating the first of the strawberries with cream. Do you remember the taste of strawberries?
Frodo : No, Sam. I can't recall the taste of food... Nor the sound of water or touch of grass... I'm naked in the dark, with nothing. No veil between me and the ring of fire. I can see him with my waking eyes!
Sam : Then let us be rid of it! Once and for all! Come on Mr. Frodo. I can't carry it for you! But I can carry you! Come on!

Sam : There and Back Again: A Hobbit's Tale by Bilbo Baggins, and The Lord of the Rings by Frodo Baggins. You finished it.
Frodo : Not quite. There's room for a little more.

Sam : FRODO!
Frodo : I'm here, Sam.
Sam : Destroy it!
Sam : Go on! Now! Throw it in the fire!
Sam : What are you waiting for? Just let it go!
Frodo : The ring is mine.
Sam : No... no...
Sam : NO!

Frodo : I can see the Shire. The Brandywine River. Bag End. The Lights in the Party Tree.
Sam : Rosie Cotton dancing. She had ribbons in her hair. If ever I were to marry someone, it would have been her. It would have been her.
Frodo : I'm glad to be with you, Samwise Gamgee, here at the end of all things.