Gandalf: i will help you bare this burden as long as it is yours to bare Aragorn: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.
Sam: and mr. frodo's not going anywhere with out me Merry and Pippin: were comming to
Théoden’s speech
Where is the horse and the rider?
Where is the horn that was blowing?
They have passed like rain on the mountains
Like wind in the meadow
The days have gone down in the west
Behind the hills into shadow
All that is gold does not glitter;
Not all those who wander are lost.
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows will spring!
Renewed shall be blade that was broken;
The crownless again shall be king. -Arwen