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Boromir: You want answers?
Aragorn: I think I'm entitled to them.
Boromir: You want answers?
Aragorn: I want the truth!
Boromir: You can't handle the truth! Son, we live in a world that has walls.
And those walls have to be guarded by men with swords. Who's gonna do it? You?
You, Samwise Gamgee? I have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom.
You weep for Gandalf and you curse the Orcs. You have that luxury. You have
the luxury of not knowing what I know: that Gandalf's death, while tragic, probably
saved lives. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you,
saves lives...You don't want the truth. Because deep down, in places you don't
talk about at parties, you want me on that wall. You need me on that wall.
We use words like Gondor, Pellenor, Ithilien...we use these words as the backbone
to a life spent defending something. You use 'em as a punchline. I have neither
the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps
under the blanket of the very freedom I provide, then questions the manner in
which I provide it! I'd rather you just said thank you and went on your way.
Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a weapon and stand a post. Either way, I don't
give a damn what you think you're entitled to!
Aragorn: Did you try to take the ring?
Boromir: (quietly) I did the job you sent me to do.
Aragorn: Did you try to take the ring?
Boromir: You're goddamn right I did!!