Wash: Well, I wash my hands of it. It's a hopeless case. I'll read a nice poem at the funeral. Something with imagery. Zoe: You could lock the door and keep the power-hungry maniac at bay. Wash: Oh, no, I'm starting to like this poetry idea now. Here lies my beloved Zoe, my autumn flower, somewhat less attractive now she's all corpsified and gross...
'Shindig'
LotR - The Two Towers: "Dude, Where's my Precious?"
"One ring to rule them all, one ring to find them, one ring to bring them all, and in the darkness... Hey, what the... Where'd it go? It was here a minute ago... Stupid hobbits..."
A discussion of Lord of the Rings - The Two Towers. If you're a pervy hobbit fancier, this is the place for you.