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Saruman: Concealed within his fortress, the lord of Mordor sees all. His gaze pierces cloud, shadow, earth, and flesh. You know of what I speak, Gandalf: a great Eye, lidless, wreathed in flame. Saruman: I gave you the chance of aiding me willingly, but you have elected the way of pain.
Frodo: Where are you taking us?
Aragorn: Into the wild.
Elrond: There's no strength left in the world of men.
[holding up a piece of the great sword Narsil]
Boromir: Still sharp.
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