Aragorn: We seek two of our friends whom the orcs had taken. They would appear small to you, like children.
Eomer: We counted all of the dead, and there were no children among them.
Gimli: They weren’t children, they were halflings!
Eomer: Halflings! Those were just a legend to us! They’re real?
Aragorn: Yes, they are.
Eomer: According to the old stories I’d heard about Halflings, they were hunted by the men of Rohan. I’d heard that they were delicious to eat. Is that true?
Aragorn: ………… I haven’t been able to find out yet…
The Fourth Age
Pippin: your majesty!
Aragorn: you don’t have to do that. Just call me Aragorn.
Merry: and pass up on a chance to call you your majesty? Not likely.
Pippin: *gesturing wildly* your excellence, this is madness. How could you suggest that?
Merry: your royal Aragornness, truly, we bow to thee.
Aragorn: please stop it.
Me: Aragorn is certainly mighty. Over the course of the books he transforms from a scruffy guy into a king. We see him have power over things, like the palantir. And he’s a ranger. That’s why I call him a mighty morphin power ranger.
Audience at Ted Talk: boooo, get off the stage!