Why do you fear the past?
The same blood flows in my veins.
Same weakness...
Whether by the sword or the slow decay of time..
Aragorn will die.
I would have gone with you to the end..
Into the very fires of Mordor.
You are one of the Dúnedain.
A descendant of Númenor,
blessed with long life.
You haven't seen it, Aragorn.
There are few of us left.
I have seen the White City.
The Northern Kingdom was destroyed long ago,
Long ago.
This is no mere Ranger.
He is Aragorn.
You owe him your allegiance.
They fight beside you because they would not be parted from you.
There is always hope.
Because they love you.
Aragorn..
Son of Arathorn.
And I tell you now..
I will not bow to this Ranger from the North.
He will need you before the end, Aragorn.
The people of Rohan will need you.
Then I shall die as one of them!
The defences have to hold.
They will hold.
Look to my coming, at first light on the fifth day.
At dawn, look to the East.
The Horn of Gondor!
Boromir!
You said this forteress will never fall while your men defend it!
They still defend it, they have died defending it!
Ride out with me.
Ride out and meet them.
The sun is rising...
There is also life.
You saw there was a child.
My captain..
My King..
Put aside the Ranger.
Become who you were born to be.
A day may come..
When the courage of Men fails..
When we forsake our friends..
And break all bonds of fellowship.
But it is not this day!
An hour of wolves and shattered shields when the Age of Men comes crashing down.
But it is not this day!
This day we fight!
If by my life or death I can protect you.
I will.
By all that you hold dear on this good earth..
I bid you stand, Men of the West!
For Frodo.
Now come the days of the King.
This day does not belong to one man.
But to all.
Let us together rebuild this world..
That we may share in the days of peace...