The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King

— I never thought i'll die fighting side by side with an Elf.
— What about side by side with a friend?
— Aye. I could do that.

Certainly of death. Small chance of success. What are we waiting for?!

I will not say: «Do not weep!»... for not all tears are an evil.

The day may come when the courage of Man fails, when we forsake our friends and brake all bounds 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! By all that you hold dear, on this good earth. I bid you stand! Man of the West!

How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on when in your heart, you begin to understand there is no going back. There are some things that time cannot mend. Some hurts that go too deep that have taken hold.

Home is behind, the world ahead.
And there are many paths to tread.
Through shadow to the edge of night
Until the stars are all alight.
Mist and shadow, cloud and shade
All shall fade, all shall fade.

Lord Denethor is Boromir's father. To give him news of his beloved son's death will be most unwise. And do not mention Frodo or the Ring. And say nothing of Aragorn either. In fact, it's better if you do not speak at all, Peregrin Took.

I don't want to be in a battle, but waiting on the edge of one I can't escape is even worse.

I know it is too late to turn aside. I know there is not much point now in hoping. If i were a knight of Rohan, capable of great deeds... But I'm not. I'm a Hobbit. And I know I can't save Middle-earth. I just want to help my friends. Frodo. Sam. Pippin. More than anything, I wish Icould see them again.

Naughty little fly
Why does he cry?
Caught in a web
Soon you'll be...
Eaten.

— Do you remember the Shire, Mr. Frodo? It will be spring soon and the orchards will be in blossom. And the birds will be nesting in the hazel thicket. And they'll be sowing the summer barley in the Lower fields. And eating the first of the strawberries with cream. Do you remember the taste of strawberries?
— No, Sam. I can't recall the taste of food... nor the sound of water... or the touch of grass. I'm... I'm naked in the dark. No veil between me and the Wheel of Fire. I can see Him with my waking eyes.
— Then let us be rid of it. Once and for all! Come on, Mr. Frodo. I can't carry it for you but I can carry you!

— Is there any hope, Gandalf, for Frodo and Sam?
— There never was much hope. Just a fool's hope...