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: [holding the ring after Frodo has lost it
] It is a strange fate that we should suffer so much fear and doubt over so small a thing. Such a little thing.
: If by my life or death I can protect you, I will. You have my sword... Legolas
: And you have my bow. Gimli
: And *my* axe. Boromir
: You carry the fate of us all, little one. If this is indeed the will of the Council, then Gondor will see it done.
[Frodo wanders in the woods. Boromir comes up behind him, gathering wood
: None of us should wander alone, you least of all. Frodo? I know you suffer, I see it day by day. Are you sure you do not suffer needlessly? There are other ways, Frodo, other paths we might take. Frodo
: I know what you would say, and it would seem like wisdom, but for the warning in my heart. Boromir
: Warning? Against what? We are all afraid, Frodo. But to let that fear drive us to destroy what hope we have... don't you see? That is madness! Frodo
: There is no other way. Boromir
: I ask only for the strength to defend my people!
: If you would but lend me the Ring... Frodo
: [backs away
] No! Boromir
: Why do you recoil? I am no thief. Frodo
: You are not yourself. Boromir
: What chance do you think you have? They will find you. They will take the Ring. And you will beg for death before the end!
: I do not know what strength is in my blood, but I swear to you I will not let the White City fall, nor our people fail. Boromir
: Our people, our people. I would have would have followed you, my brother... my captain... my king. Aragorn
: Be at peace, Son of Gondor.
: What is this new devilry? Gandalf
: A Balrog. A demon of the ancient world. This foe is beyond any of you. Run!
: Frodo... Where is Frodo? Aragorn
: I let Frodo go. Boromir
: Then you did what I could not.
: This is no mine. It's a tomb.
: Take some rest. These borders are well protected. Boromir
: I will find no rest here. I heard her voice inside my head. She spoke of my father and the fall of Gondor. She said to me, even now, there is hope left, but I cannot see it. It is long since we had any hope. My father is a noble man, but his rule is failing, and our people lose faith. He looks to me to make things right and I would do it. I would see the glory of Gondor restored. Have you ever seen it, Aragorn? The White Tower of Ecthelion, glimmering like a spike of pearl and silver, its banners caught high in the morning breeze. Have you ever been called home by the clear ringing of silver trumpets? Aragorn
: I have seen the White City, long ago. Boromir
: One day, our paths will lead us there and the tower guard will take up the call: The Lords of Gondor have returned.
[holding up a piece of the great sword Narsil
: Still sharp.
: 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, and the Great Eye is ever watchful. 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.
: They have a cave troll.
: I ask only for the strength to defend my people.
: The world of men will fall, and all will come to darkness, my city to ruin. Aragorn
: I do not know what strength is in my blood, but I swear to you I will not let the White City fall, nor our people fail.
: 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. You will unite or you will fall. Each race is bound to this fate, this one doom. Bring forth the ring, Frodo. Boromir
: [Frodo puts the ring on a stand for all to see
] So 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."
[reaches for the Ring
: Isildur's Bane... Aragorn
: Boromir! Gandalf
: [speaking the words engraved on the Ring
] Ash Nazg Durbatuluk, Ash Nazg Gimbatul, Ash Nazg Thrakatuluk, Agh Burzum-ishi Krimpatul.
[the light darkens and the air rumbles; Boromir backs away from the Ring
: Never before has anyone dared utter words of that tongue here, in Imladris. Gandalf
: I do not ask for pardon, Master Elrond, for the Black Speech of Mordor may yet be heard in every corner of the West! The Ring is altogether evil. Boromir
: is a gift. A gift to the foes of Mordor. Why not use this ring? Long has my father, the Steward of Gondor, kept the forces of Mordor at bay. By the blood of our people are your lands kept safe. Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy. Let us use it against him. Aragorn
: You cannot wield it. None of us can. The One Ring answers to Sauron alone. It has no other master. Boromir
: And what would a Ranger know of this matter? Legolas
: This is no mere Ranger. He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. You owe him your allegiance. Boromir
: Aragorn? This is Isildur's heir? Legolas
: And heir to the throne of Gondor Aragorn
] Sit down, Legolas. Boromir
: Gondor has no King. Gondor needs no King. Gandalf
: Aragorn is right. We cannot use it. Elrond
: You have only one choice. The Ring must be destroyed. Gimli
: Then what are we waiting for?
[He strikes the ring with his axe; the axe breaks, leaving the ring intact
: The ring cannot be destroyed, Gimli, son of Gloin, by any craft that we here possess. The ring was made in the fires of Mount Doom. Only there can it be unmade. The ring must be taken deep into Mordor and cast back into the fiery chasm from whence it came. One of you must do this. Boromir
: 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. The great Eye is ever watchful. It is a barren wasteland, riddled with fire, ash, and dust. The very air you breathe is a poisonous fume. Not with ten-thousand men could you do this. It is folly. Legolas
: Have you heard nothing Lord Elrond has said? The ring must be destroyed! Gimli
: And I suppose you think you're the one to do it? Boromir
: And if we fail, what then? What happens when Sauron takes back what is his? Gimli
: I will be dead before I see the Ring in the hands of an Elf! Never trust an Elf!
[from the extended edition
: You give him no credit and yet he tries to do your will. He loves you, Father. Denethor
: Do not trouble me with Faramir. I know his uses and they are few.
[from extended version
: Remember today, little brother.
[from extended version
: Good Speech. Nice and short. Boromir
: Leaves more time for drinking!