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Then how am I supposed to ever meet anybody?

Well, it'll just happen. Like the way I met your father.

That was so stupid! Grandpa hit him with the car.

It was meant to be.

Skynet has Kyle Reese.

Then that is his fate.

It's our fate. I have to save him. He is the key. The key to the future, to the past. Without him, we lose everything.

No, you stay the course!

If we stay the course, we are dead! We are all dead!

As of this moment, soldier, you are relieved of your command. You are no longer a part of this Resistance.

[Ashdown switches off comm]

I didn't catch that last statement.

Neither did I.

The future is not set. There's no fate but what we make for ourselves.

Those who don't know history are destined to repeat it.

Or die.

Where there was conflict, I now sense resolve. Where there was weakness, strength. Complete your training, and fulfill your destiny.

It's, uh, seems to be fate, or happenstance, or just bad fuckin' luck caused our paths to cross once again.

[John says nothing]

John?

[John says nothing]

Let us not resort to our baser instincts and handle this like civilized men to move on...

[John hangs up interrupting Viggo]

What'd he say?

Enough.

Oh, God.

Task your crew.

How, how many?

How many do you have?

No. This isn't love.

I ignored my destiny once. I cannot do that again. Even for you.

I know what it's like to lose. To feel so desperately that you're right, yet to fail nonetheless. It's frightening, turns the legs to jelly. I ask you to what end? Dread it. Run from it. Destiny arrives all the same. And now it's here. Or should I say, I am.

Those who have lived through dragon fire should rejoice. They have much to be grateful for.

I cannot guarantee his safety.

Understood.

Nor will I be responsible for his fate.

Agreed.

You have some skill with a blade.

The women of this country learned long ago, those without swords can still die upon them. I fear neither death nor pain.

What do you fear, my lady?

A cage. To stay behind bars until use and old age accept them and all chance of valor has gone beyond recall or desire.

You are a daughter of kings, a shield maiden of Rohan. I do not think that will be your fate.

Why do you fear the past? You are Isildur's heir, not Isildur himself. You are not bound to his fate.

The same blood flows in my veins. The same weakness.

Your time will come. You will face the same evil, and you will defeat it.

You mean not to follow them.

Frodo's fate is no longer in our hands.

Then it has all been in vain. The fellowship has failed.

Not if we hold true to each other.

It is a strange fate that we should suffer so much fear and doubt over so small a thing.

If by my life or death I can protect you, I will. You have my sword...

And you have my bow.

And my axe.

You carry the fate of us all, little one. If this is indeed the will of the Council, then Gondor will see it done.