SAM: Oh, Mr. Frodo, don't leave me! FRODO: Oh Sam, this melancholy voyage of the lost and wounded isn't for you-- GLORFINDEL: Get untied, you bad bitches, these Imladris margaritas aren't going to drink themselves! GALADRIEL: (hissing) They can HEAR you, we're still at the DOCK. GLORFINDEL: oh shit