Gandalf: My Lord and Steward, Denethor, where are Gondor's defenses? The Enemy is literally right outside your door! I should think you've been sleeping!
Denethor: ::snore, snore::: Huh...ugh...um...grumble, grumble...::snore::
OR
When Denethor calls in the Army of Minas Tirith to take arms he certainly expected more than an old man and his grandson.
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