Aragorn: I do not know what strength is in my blood, but I swear to you I will not let the White City fall, nor our people fail. Boromir: Our people, our people. I would have followed you, my brother, my captain, my king. Aragorn: Be at peace, Son of Gondor.
Boromir: [Frodo puts the ring on a stand for all to see] So it is true. In a dream, I saw the Eastern sky grow dark. But in the West, a pale light lingered. A voice was crying, “The doom is near at hand, Isildur’s Bane is found.”