[Aragorn pauses a moment, panting. He then races to Boromir.]

Aragorn: "No!"

[Boromir, pale and bloodied, is now lying on his back. Aragorn kneels near Boromir, who grabs Aragorn's shoulder.]

Boromir: "They took the little ones."

Aragorn: "Be still."

Boromir: "Frodo! Where is Frodo?"

Aragorn: "I let Frodo go."

Boromir: "Then you did what I could not. I tried to take the Ring from him."

Aragorn: "The Ring is beyond our reach now."

Boromir: "Forgive me. I did not see it. I have failed you all."

Aragorn: "No, Boromir, you fought bravely! You have kept your honor." [reaches out to pull the arrows from Boromir]

Boromir: "Leave it! It is over. The world of men will fall, and all will come to darkness… and my city to ruin."

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."

[He reaches for his sword. Aragorn places the hilt in his hand, and helps Boromir clasp it to his chest.]

Boromir: "I would have followed you my Brother… my Captain… my King!"

[Boromir dies. Aragorn touches his hand to his forehead, then to his lips in respect.]

Aragorn: "Be at peace, son of Gondor." [bends and kisses Boromir on the brow.]

[Legolas and Gimli arrive at the scene. Legolas looks sadly at Aragorn and Boromir.]

[Gimli bows his head and turns away.]

[Aragorn stands up.]

Aragorn: "They will look for his coming from the White Tower. But he will not return."