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Maedhros: Did none of you think this was a bad idea?!
Curufin: Oh, no, we all did. We just decided to do it anyway.
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Feanor, without raising his eyes of newspaper: Moryo, do you know that reading while you're eating is bad for health?
Caranthir, without raising his eyes of the book: Yes, I'm just reading about it right now.
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Turgon: You're cheating!
Caranthir: It only means that I'll win.
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Nerdanel: One of the kids collects life like dolls. I now live in a permanent state of anxiety that I've actually given birth more than I thought I'd had.
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*look at the sheet music*
Maglor: Well, Tyelpe, here musicians play flute and...?
Lil' Tyelpe: ...
Maglor: Here is written, Fl and Cl. Flute and...?
Tyelpe: Chlorine!
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Nerdanel: *looks the other way for five seconds straight*
Lil' Tyelko: Hey, Curvo, let's eat some snow!
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Lil' Aredhel: Look, granddad, it's my puddle!
Finwe: Why do you think so?
Aredhel: There's my reflection in it!
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Galadriel: Aragorn and Gandalf are two last brain cells of the Fellowship.
Elrond: I think they have one for two and it shifts chaotically between them.
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Feanor: I have a great moral weathervane.
Findis: Do you mean 'moral compass'?
Feanor: No.
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Maedhros: We make enemies so easily...
Amrod: Oh, I have a plan! Let's go into Melkor's service, make him a bunch of enemies and they'll finish him off!
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Fingolfin: I'm really sorry for saying all that things to you...
Feanor: And for punching me in the face?
Fingolfin: No, that was definitely deserved.
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Haleth: We've made a mistake.
Caranthir: And one day we'll laugh at this mistake together.
Haleth: But not today.
Caranthir: Yeah, today we're fucked.
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Artanis: What are you doing?
Angrod: Helping Aegnor looking for his sandwich I've eaten an hour ago.
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Finrod: Where are we going today?
Beren: You tell me, you're leading us.
Finrod: I don't even know where are we right now.
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Celegorm: Who should we call?
Curufin: Probably Nelyo, but to be honest, I feel safer in prison.
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Fingon: When I was small...
Turgon: What do you mean 'was'?
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*a little story of what if there was internet in Aman*
Nerdanel: Darling, are you going to sleep?
Feanor: I can't. It's very important.
Nerdanel: What exactly?
Feanor: Someone in the Internet is wrong.
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