"I think you made the table too high on purpose so that I couldn't climb up myself and you'd have to lift me."

"There's only one examination table, Frodo. It's designed for women..."

"Right, good, so you won't be expecting me to fit into these, er..."

"The stirrups have been adjusted already. You should be fine."

"Er..."

"Here, start by lying down. Good, now scoot forward. Bring your bottom down to the edge of the table."

"Enough?"

"A little farther."

"But I'm already at the edge!"

"Just a few inches more."

"I'll fall off, Aragorn."

"You won't. I'll hold you."