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Strangers from distant lands, friends of old.
You have been summoned here to answer the threat of Mordor.
Middle Earth stands upon the brink of destruction; none can escape it.
Each race is bound to this fate, this one doom.
You will unite or you will fall.
Bring forth the ring.
The truth, I lost it, quite recently. Through an unfortunate and entirely unforeseeable series of circumstances that had nothing whatsoever to do with me...
Jack!
Do as lord Elrond has said. Alright! Damn you.
It is true.
In a dream.
I saw the eastern sky grow dark.
But in the West, a pale light lingered. A voice was crying, "The doom is near at hand, Isildur's Bane is found."
Isildur's Bane. BOROMIR!
Nice try mate.
It is a gift. A gift to the foes of Mordor.
Why not use this ring? Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy! Let us use it against him!
You cannot wield it! None of us can!
The one ring answers to Sauron alone. It has no other master.
And what would a ranger know of this matter?
This is no mere ranger. He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. You owe him your allegiance.
What did he say? Aragorn?
THIS is Isildur's heir?
And heir to the throne of Gondor.
You made that up!
Gondor has no king. Gondor needs no king.
You have only one choice! The ring must be destroyed.
What are we waiting for?
One of you... must do this.
One does not simply walk into Mordor.
Its black gates are guarded by more than just orcs.
There is evil there that does not sleep.
It is a barren wasteland, riddled with fire and ash and dust...
The very air you breathe is a poisonous fume.
Not with ten thousand men could you do this. It is folly.
I submit that here now, that is what we all must do!
We must run away! Have you heard nothing Lord Elrond has said?
The ring must be destroyed! And if we fail what then?
What happens when Sauron takes back what is his? Right then...
What if...
You let someone else dispatch the ring? And I suppose you think you're the one to do it?
I will be dead before I see the ring in the hands of this man!
Noone trusts him!
I will take it!
He will do it.
Though... I do not know the way.
I shall take you. And you have my bow.
And my axe!
You carry the fate of us all, little one.
f this is indeed the will of the Council, then Gondor will see it done.
If by my life or death I can protect you, I will.
You have my sword.
Mister Frodo is not going anywhere without me.
No, indeed. It is hardly possible to separate you even when he is summoned to a secret Council and you are not.
Oi! We're coming too!
Anyway, you need people of intelligence on this sort of... mission...
Quest...
Thing.
Just so you know.
I have no sympathy for any of you feculent maggots
Nine companions. So be it! You shall be the fellowship of the ring.
Right! Where are we going?