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You are the last of that bloodline. There is no other.
你是皇家血脈最后的傳人，無人能代替。
My old sword! Sting.
我的老劍！刺針。
Here, take it. Take it.
來，拿去。
It's so light.
好輕啊。
Yes. Made by the Elves, you know.
沒錯，精靈鑄的。
The blade glows blue when Orcs are close.
半獸人接近，劍身就會發亮。
And it's times like that, my lad, when you have to be extra careful.
這樣一來，你就知道要格外小心。
Here's a pretty thing.
這玩意兒更棒。
Mithril. As light as a feather, and as hard as dragon scales.
秘銀。輕若鴻毛，韌如龍麟。
Let me see you put it on. Come on.
讓我看著你穿上，快點。
My old ring. I should very much like to hold it again, one last time.
我的老戒指。我真的很想再把它握在手中。
I'm sorry I brought this upon you, my boy.
我很抱歉把你卷進這件事，孩子。
I'm sorry that you must carry this burden.
很抱歉讓你扛這重擔。
I'm sorry for everything.
我對這一切都感到很抱歉。
The Ring-bearer is setting out on the Quest of Mount Doom.
持戒者準備出發到末日火山。
On you who travel with him, no oath, nor bond is laid to go further than you will.
與他一起旅行的各位，不受任何誓言任何承諾約束，隨時可以中斷旅程。
Farewell. Hold to your purpose.
再會了，堅持你們的目的。
May the blessings of Elves and Men and all Free Folk go with you.
愿全體精靈與人類與自由之民的祝福跟隨著你們。
The Fellowship awaits the Ring-bearer.
遠征隊等待持戒者啟程。
Mordor, Gandalf, is it left or right? Left.
魔多，甘道夫，是往左還是往右？往左。
