The time of the Elves is over, my people are leaving these shores. Who will you look to when we’ve gone? The Dwarves? They’re hiding in their mountain seeking riches. They care nothing for the trouble of others.
It is in Men, we must place our hope.
Men, Men are weak,the race of men is failing. The blood of Numenor is all but spent. Its pride and dignity forgotten. It is because of Men the Ring survives. I was there, Gandalf. I was there 3000 years ago When Isildur took the Ring, I was there the day the strength of Men failed. Isildur, hurry, follow me! I led Isildur into the heart of Mount Doom where the Ring was forged, the one place it could be destroyed.
Cast it into the fire! Destroy it!
It should have ended that day. But evil was allowed to endure.