Peasant: who are you?
Theoden: what? i'm your king!
Peasant: didn't know we have a king
Theoden: i'm Theoden, king of the Rohirrim!
Peasant: King of the who?
Theoden: the Rohirrim!
Peasant: who are the Rohirrim?
Theoden: we all are! we al lare Rohirrim!
Peasant: so your the king? well i didn't vote for you
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