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You may triumph in the field of battle for a day, but against the power that has risen in the east, there is no victory!
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NOOOOOO, you will not take my son from me!
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Faramir! Say not that he has fallen.
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My sons are spent! My line has ended!
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Theoden's betrayed me! ABANDON YOUR POSTS! FLEE! FLEE FOR YOUR LIVES!
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The house of Stewards has failed.
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And I shall not forget it! nor fail to reward that which is given. Fealty with love. Valour with honour. Disloyalty with vengeance. I do not think we should so lightly abandon the outer defences. Defences that your brother long held intact.
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I will not yield the River and Pellenor unfought. Osgiliath must be retaken.
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Much must be risked in war. Is there a Captain here who still has the courage to do his lord's will?
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That will depend on the manner of your return.
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Can you sing, Master Hobbit?
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What you judged to be right! You sent the Ring of power into Mordor in the hands of a witless Halfling! It should have been brought back to the citadel to be kept safe. Hidden. Dark and deep in the vaults' not to be used. unless, at the uttermost end of need.
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Ever you desire to appear lordly and gracious as a King of old. Boromir would have remembered his father's need. He would have brought me a kingly gift
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This is how you would serve your city? You would risk its utter ruin?
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And why should your songs be unfit for my halls? Come, sing me a song.
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You know nothing of this matter!
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Boromir was loyal to me! Not some wizard's pupil.
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Where is he? Where is Gondor's finest? Where's my first-born?
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Were you not entrusted to protect it?
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But for Faramir, this city would still be standing.
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Oh, too few. You let the enemy walk in and take it on a whim. Always you cast a poor reflection on me.
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They say you vanquished the enemy almost single-handedly.
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lt has fallen into the hands of the Elves. Everyone will try to claim it: Men, Dwarves, wizards. We cannot let that happen. This thing must come to Gondor.
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It's dangerous, I know. Ever the Ring will seek to corrupt the hearts of lesser Men. But you, you are strong. And our need is great. It is our blood which is being spilled, our people who are dying. Sauron is biding his time. He's massing fresh armies. He will return. And when he does, we will be powerless to stop him. You must go. Bring me back this mighty gift.
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Would you deny your own father?
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Do not trouble me with Faramir, I know his uses, and they are few. We have more urgent things to speak of. Elrond of Rivendell has called a meeting. He will not say why, but I have guessed its purpose. It is rumored that the weapon of the enemy has been found.
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You? Oh, I see. A chance for Faramir, captain of Gondor, to show his quality. I think not. I trust this mission only to your brother. The one who will not fail me.
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Gondor is lost. There is no hope for men. Why do the fools fly? Better to die sooner than late. For die we must.
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No tomb for Denethor and Faramir. No long slow sleep of death embalmed. We shall burn like the heathen Kings of old. Bring wood and oil.
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I am steward of the house of An'rion. Thus have I walked, and thus now I will sleep.
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The house of his spirit crumbles. He is burning. Already burning.
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Farewell Peregrin son of Paladin.
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I release you from my service. Go now and die and what way seems best to you.
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Perhaps you come to explain this.
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Perhaps you have come to tell me why my son is dead.
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This is my first command to you. How did you escape and my son did not? So mighty as man as he was.
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You think you are wise Mithrandir. Yet for all your subtleties you have not wisdom. Do you think the eyes of the White Tower are blind? I have seen more than you know. With your left hand you would use me as a shield against Mordor and with your right you would seek to supplant me. I know who rides with Theoden of Rohan. Oh yes, word has reached my ears of this Aragorn, son of Arathorn. And I tell you now. I will not bow to this Ranger from the North. Last of a ragged house long bereft of Lordship.
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The rule of Gondor is mine and no others!
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