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So Faramir is all like, “Daddy hates me.”
Then Faramir returns all like…
Denethor loses his damn mind
He’s all like, “Set fire to our flesh.”
But Gandalf & Pippin are all like, “STAY IN THIS MADNESS!”
And…well…You know the rest
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Pippin: [to himself] What were you thinking, Peregrin Took? What service could a Hobbit offer such a great lord of men?
Faramir: [approaching] It was well done. Generous deeds should not be checked by cold council. You are to join the tower guard?
Pippin: I didn’t think they would find any livery that would fit me.
Faramir: It once belonged to a boy of the citadel. A very foolish one; who spent many hours slaying dragons instead of attending to his studies.
Pippin: This was yours?
Faramir: Yes, it was mine. My father had it made for me.
Pippin: Well, I’m taller than you were then. Though I’m not likely to grow anymore… except sideways.
[they laugh]
Faramir: Never fitted me either. Boromir was always the soldier. They were so alike, he and my father. Proud… stubborn, even. But strong.
Pippin: I think you have strength, of a different kind. And one day your father will see it.
All I want is you, will you be my bride
Take me by the hand and stand by my side
All I want is you, will you stay with me?
Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea.If you were a river in the mountains tall,
The rumble of your water would be my call.
If you were the winter, I know I’d be the snow
As long as you were with me, let the cold wind blow
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Cormar neldë i Quendi-aranin nu i vilya,
Cormar otso i Naucor-heruvin hrótassë,
Cormar nertë i Firyarin umbarina qualmen,
Er corma i Morna Herun morna mahalmassë
Mordoressë tanomë i Lumbulë caita.
Er corma turië te ilyë, er corma hirië te,
Er corma hostië te ilyë ar avalerië te i morniessë
Mordoressë tanomë i Lumbulë caita.Ring poem Quenya version. Translation and script by Ondo Carniliono (me).
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