Gandalf: You cannot pass!
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What did you say? Gollum:
Master should be resting. Master need to keep up his strength. Frodo:
Who are you? Gollum:
Mustn't ask us it's name, not his business. Gollum, gollum. Frodo:
Gandalf told me you were one of the River Folk. Gollum:
Cold be heart and rock and bone. And call every traveller far from home. Frodo:
He said your life was was a sad story. Gollum:
They do not see what lies ahead when sun has faded and moon is dead. Frodo:
You were not so different from a Hobbit once were you... Sméagol? Gollum:
[Turning around]: What did you call me? Frodo:
That was your name once, wasn't it? A long time ago. Gollum:
My... My name... Sméagol. Ahh! Sam:
Black Riders! Gollum:
Hide! Hide! [Frodo feels a sharp pain in his shoulder.] Sam: C'mon Frodo, C'mon! Gollum: They will see us! They will see us. Wraiths! Wraiths on wings! Sam: I thought they were dead! Gollum: Dead? No, you cannot kill them. No. Ringwraith: [Screeches] Gollum: They are calling for the precious. They are calling for the preciousssss. [Frodo reaches for the Ring. Sam holds Frodo's hand.] Sam:
It's alright. [The Ringwraith circles overhead and flies off into the distance.] Gollum: Hurry, hobbits. The Black Gate is very close. 
[Meanwhile, Aragorn and company go into Fangorn Forest to look for Merry and Pippin.] Gimli: Orc blood! Aragorn: These are strange tracks. Gimli: The air is so close here. Legolas: This forest is old. Very old. Full of memories...and anger. The trees are speaking to each other. Aragorn: Gimli!
Gimli: Huh?
Aragorn: Lower your axe. Gimli: Oh!
Legolas: Aragorn, nad no ennas! [Translation: "Something is out there!"] Aragorn: Man cenich? [Translation: "What do you see?"] Legolas: The White Wizard approaches. Aragorn: Do not let him speak. He will out a spell on us! We must be quick. [With a yell, the three swing round to attack in accord. They are suddenly blinded by a bright light emanating from the White Wizard. Gimli’s axe and Legolas’ arrow are deflected. Aragorn's sword becomes to hot to hold.] Wizard:
You are tracking the footsteps of two young hobbits Aragorn: Where are they? Wizard:
They passed this way the day before yesterday. They met someone they did not expect. Does that comfort you? Aragorn: Who are you? Show yourself! [The light dims, revealing Gandalf, dressed in white.] Aragorn: It cannot be! You fell! Gandalf: Through fire and water. [Flashback: Gandalf is battling the Balrog on a peak.] Gandalf: (V.O.) From the lowest dungeon to the highest peak, I fought him, the Balrog of Morgoth. [Gandalf holds up Glamdring and a flash of lightning strikes it before he plunges the sword into the Balrog. With a final cry, the Balrog falls from the peak and lands, smoking, onto the icy mountainside.] Gandalf: (V.O.) Until at last, I threw down my enemy and smote his ruin upon the mountainside. Darkness took me. And I strayed out of thought and time. Stars wheeled overhead and each day was as long as a life age of the earth. But it was not the end. I felt life in me again. I've been sent back until my task is done. [End Flashback.] Aragorn: Gandalf. Gandalf: Gandalf? Oh yes. That's what they used to call me. Gandalf the Grey. That was my name. Gimli:
Gandalf! Gandalf: I am Gandalf the White now. And I come back to you now at the turn of the tide. [They start to walk through the forest, with Gandalf leading the way.] Gandalf: One stage of the journey is over another begins. War has come to Rohan. We must ride to Edoras with all speed. [Outside the forest, Gandalf whistles piercingly. Soon an answering neigh is heard and a white horse appears from the plain, answering the call.] Legolas: That is one of the mearas, unless my eyes are cheated by some spell. Gandalf: Shadowfax. He's the lord of all horses and he's been my friend through many dangers. [The four ride off.]
[Treebeard walks through the forest, carrying Merry and Pippin.] Treebeard: My home. I sleep in the forest here. The roots of the mountains. I told Gandalf I would keep you safe and safe is where I'll keep you. The trees have gone wild and dangerous. Anger is in their hearts. They will harm you if they can. There are too few of us now. Too few of us that are left to manage them.
[Frodo and Sam are led to the edge of a cliff.] Gollum: The Black Gate of Mordor. Sam: My old Gaffer would have a thing or two to say if he saw this. Gollum: Master says show him the way into Mordor so good Sméagol does what master says so. Frodo: I did.
[Orcs are patrolling the Black Gate.] Sam:
We cannot get past them. [A command is heard and an Orc sounds a horn. Two enormous cave trolls stretch and growl and then pull the mighty Gate open.] Sam: Look! The gate, it's opening! I can see a way down. [Sam moves closer to the edge. Suddenly, the rock underneath him gives way and he falls.] Frodo:
Sam! No! Sam:
Ah!! [Frodo goes after Sam.] Gollum: Master!
[Two Easterling soldiers see streams of dust coming down the cliff and investigate. Frodo reaches Sam who is stuck. As the Easterlings move closer and closer, Frodo throws his elvish cloak over himself and Sam. The soldiers can't see them and leave.] Frodo:
I do not ask you to come with me, Sam. Sam:
I know, Mr. Frodo. I doubt these elvish cloaks will help us in there. Frodo:
Now! Gollum:
No! No! No master! They catch you! They catch you. Don't take it to Him. He wants the precioussss. Always he's looking for it. And the preciousss is wanting to go back to him, but we musn't let him have it. [Frodo tries to go, but Gollum won't let him.] Gollum: No! There is another way. More secret, and dark way. Sam: Why haven't you spoke of this before?! Gollum: Because master did not ask! Sam: He is up to something. Frodo: Are you saying that there is another way to Mordor? Gollum: Yes. There is a path, and some stairs and then a tunnel. Frodo: He has led us this far, Sam. Sam: Mr. Frodo, no! Frodo: He's been true to his word. Sam: No!
Frodo: Lead the way, Sméagol. Gollum: Good Sméagol always help.
[Gandalf, Aragorn, Gimli and Legolas approach a Kingdom.] Gandalf: Edoras and the Golden Hall of Meduseld, King of Rohan, whose mind is overthrown and Saruman's hold over King Théoden is now very strong. [Interior: Èowyn speaks to Théoden] Èowyn:
My lord, your son is dead. My lord? Uncle? Will you not go to him? Will you do nothing. [Exterior] Gandalf: Be careful what you say. Do not look for welcome here. [Èowyn mourns the loss of the kings's son in a separate chamber.] Grima:
Ohh he, he must have died sometime in the night. What a tragedy for the king to lose his only son and heir. I understand his passing is hard to accept, especially now that your brother has deserted you. Èowyn:
Leave me alone, you snake! Grima:
Oh, but you are alone. Who knows what you have spoken to the darkness, the bitter watches of the night. When all your life seems to shrink. The walls of your bower closing in about you. So fair, so cold, like a morning pale spring still clinging to winter's chill. Èowyn:
Your words are poison. [Èowyn exits. Gandalf, Gimli, Aragorn, and Legolas approach.] Gimli: You'll find more cheer in a graveyard. [Guards approach.] Gandalf: Ah. Hama:
I cannot allow you before Théoden-king so armed, Gandalf Grayhame. By order of Grima Wormtongue. [Gandalf nods, gesturing to the others to give up their weapons. Aragorn hands over his sword, then pulls out a knife from his clothing, handing that over, too. Legolas hands over his knives and bow, and, rather reluctantly, Gimli hands over his axe. With this done, they make their way to the entrance.] Hama: [Gesturing to Gandalf]: Your staff. Gandalf: Hmm? [He glances at his staff.] [Innocently]: Oh. No, you would not part an old man from his - walking stick. [Hama nods, and gestures that they follow him into the hall. Gandalf winks at Aragorn, and they make their way into the hall.] [Interior] Grima:
My Lord. Gandalf the Grey is coming. A herald of woe. Gandalf: The courtesy of your hall is somewhat lessened of late, Théoden-King. Grima:
He is not welcome. Théoden: Why should I welcome you, Gandalf - Stormcrow? Grima:
[In Theoden's ear]: A just question, my liege. [Loudly, so all can hear]: Late is the hour in which this conjurer chooses to appear. Lathspell spell I name him. Ill news is an ill guest. Gandalf: Silence! Keep your forked tongue behind your teeth. I have not passed through fire and death to bandy crooked words with a witless worm! Grima: Your staff... [Slowly yet impatiently, to the guards]: I told you to take the wizard's staff! Gandalf: Théoden, Son of Thengel. Too long have you sat in shadows. Gimli:
[To Grima]: I would stay still if I were you. Gandalf: I will release you from the spell. Théoden: Hahaha! You have no powers here Gandalf the Grey. Haha! Ah!! Gandalf: I shall draw you, Saruman, as poison is drawn from a wound. [Èowyn rushes in, tries to go to Théoden, but Aragorn stops her.] Aragorn: Wait.
Théoden: [in Saruman's voice] If I go, Théoden dies. Gandalf: You did not kill me you will not kill him. Théoden: [in Saruman's voice] Rohan is mine! Gandalf: Be gone! [Saruman's spell is broken. Théoden's face begins to change, into a much younger-looking man. Èowyn rushes up to him.] Théoden: I know your face. Èowyn... Èowyn. Gandalf: Breathe the free air again, my friend. Théoden: Dark my dreams have been of late. Gandalf: Your fingers would remember their old strength better... if they grasped your sword. [Hama runs up with his sword. Théoden draws it out, then his gaze turns to Grima. The guards throws Grima out of the hall and down the stairs.] Grima: Ah! I've only ever served you my lord Théoden: Your witchcraft would have had me crawling on all fours like a beast! Grima: Send me not from your side! [Théoden raises sword to kill Grima.] Aragorn: No my lord! Let him go. Enough blood has been spilled on his account. Grima:
Get out of my way! [Grima exits.] Aragorn: Hail, Théoden, King! Théoden: Where is Théodred? Where is my son? [Théoden visits his Théodred's grave.] Théoden: Simbelmyne. Ever has it grown on the tombs of my forebears. Now it shall cover the grave of my son. Alas, that these evil days shall be mine. The young perish and the old linger. That I should live to see the last days of my house. Gandalf: Théodred's death was not of your making. Théoden: No parent should have to bury their child. Gandalf: He was strong in life. His spirits will find his way to the halls of your fathers. [Eothain and Freya appear on the hill on horseback. Eothain falls off the horse.]
[Inside the Golden Hall, the two children eat under the care of Èowyn.] Èowyn: They had no warning. They were unarmed. Now the wildmen are moving through westfold, burning as they go, every rick and cot. Freya Where's momma? Èowyn: Shh.
Gandalf: This is but a taste of the terror that Saruman will unleash. All the more potent for he is driven mad by the fear of Sauron. Ride out and meet him head on. Draw him away from the women and children. You must fight. Aragorn: You have 2000 good men riding north as we speak. Èomer is loyal to you. His men will return and fight for their king. Théoden: They will be three hundred leagues from here by now. Èomer cannot help us. I know what is that you want of me. But I would not bring further death to my people. I will not risk open war. Aragorn: Open war is upon you, whether would risk it or not. Théoden: When last I looked, Théoden, not Aragorn, was king of Rohan. Gandalf: Then what is the king's decision? [Cut to Exterior: Hama shouts to the people of Rohan.] Hama
By order of the king, The city must empty. We make for the refuge of Helm's Deep. Do not burden yourself with treasures. Take only what provisions you need. Gimli:
Helm's Deep! They flee to the mountains when they should stand and fight. Who will defend them if not their king? Aragorn: He is only doing what he thinks is best for his people. Helm's Deep has saved them in the past. Gandalf: There is no way out of that of ravine. Théoden is walking into a trap. He thinks he is leading them to safety but what he'll get is a massacre. Théoden has a strong hold but I fear for him. I fear for the survival of Rohan. He will need you before the end there, Aragorn. The people of Rohan will need you. The defenses have to hold. Aragorn: They will hold. Gandalf: The Grey Pilgrim. That is what they used to call me. Three hundred lives of men have walked this earth and now, I have no time. Good luck. My search will not be in vain. Look to my coming. At first light of the fifth day at dawn, look to the East. Aragorn: Go. [Gandalf exits on Shadowfax.]
[Èowyn opens a chest to reveal a sword. She swings it around and is parried by Aragorn.] Aragorn: You have some skill with a blade. Èowyn: Women of this country learned long ago that those without swords may still die upon them. I fear neither death nor pain. Aragorn: What do you fear my lady? Èowyn: A cage. To stay behind bars until use and old age accept them. And all chance of valor has gone beyond recall or desire. Aragorn: You are a daughter of kings. A shieldmaiden of Rohan. I do not think that will be your fate.
[Meanwhile, at Isengard:] Grima: Théoden will not stay at Edoras. It is vulnerable. He knows this. He will expect an attack on the city. They will flee to Helm's Deep, the great fortress of Rohan. It is a dangerous road to take through the mountains. It will be slow. They will have women and children with them. [Saruman walks through the depths of Isengard. He approaches an Orc.] Saruman: Send out your warg riders.
[Gollum is still leading Sam and Frodo.] Sam: Hey Stinker! Don't go getting too far ahead! Frodo: Why do you do that? Sam: What?
Frodo: Call him names? Run him down all the time. Sam: Because. 'Cause that's what he is, Mr. Frodo. There's naught left in 'im but lies and deceit. It's the Ring he wants. It's all he cares about. Frodo: You have no idea what it did to him. What is still doing to him. I want to help him Sam. Sam: Why?
Frodo: Because I have to believe he could come back. Sam: You can't save him, Mr. Frodo. Frodo: What do you know about it? Nothing! I'm sorry Sam. I don't know why I said that. Sam: I do. It's the Ring. You can't take your eyes off it. I've seen you. You're not eating. You barely sleep. It's taking a hold of you Mr Frodo. You have to fight it. Frodo: I know what I have to do Sam. The Ring was entrusted to me. It's my task! Mine! My own! Sam: Can't you hear yourself? Don't you know who you sound like? [Gollum is off by himself at night.] Gollum:
We wants it, we needs it. Must have the Preciousss. They stole it from us. Sneaky little hobbitses. Wicked, tricksy, filthsss! Sméagol: "No! No! Master!" Gollum:
Yess. Preciousss first. They will cheat you, hurt you, lie! Sméagol: Master's my friend. Gollum:
You don't have any friends. Nobody likes you. Sméagol: Not listening. Not listening. Gollum:
You´re a liar, and a thief. Sméagol: No. Gollum:
Murderer! Sméagol: Go away. Gollum:
Go away?! Ahahhaa! Sméagol: I hate you, I hate you. Gollum:
Where would you be without me? Gollum. Gollum. I saved us. It was me. We survived because of me. Sméagol: Not anymore. Gollum:
What did you say? Sméagol: Master looks after us now. We don't need you. Gollum:
What? Sméagol: Leave now and never come back. Gollum:
No! Sméagol: Leave now and never come back! Gollum:
Ahh! Sméagol: LEAVE NOW AND NEVER COME BACK! [Silence] Sméagol: We told him to go away! And away he goes, preciousss. Gone, gone, gone, Sméagol is free! [The next day Sméagol comes back with two rabbits and puts them to Frodo's lap.] Sméagol: Look! Look! See what Sméagol finds! Ehehe! Hohohhooo! They are young! They are tender and nice. Yes they are! Eat them. Eat them. Sam:
Make him sick you will, behaving like that. There's only one way to eat a brace of coneys. [Sam cooks the rabbits in a pot.] Sméagol: Argh!! Whats he doing! Stupid fat hobbit. You ruins it! Sam: Whats to ruin? There's hardly any meat on them. What we need it a few good taters. Sméagol: What's taters? Preciousss, what's taters? Huh? Sam: Po-ta-toes!! Boil them, mash them, stick them in a stew. Lovely big golden chips with a nice piece of fried fish. Sméagol: Phooh!
Sam: Even you couldn't say no to that. Sméagol: Oh yes we could. Ssspoiling nice fish! Give it to ussss raw. and wwwriggling. You keep nasty chips! Sam: You're hopeless. Mr Frodo? [Frodo sees an army of the Easterling soldiers marching nearby.] Sam:
Who are they? Sméagol: Wicked men, servants of Sauron. They are called to Mordor. The Dark One is gathering all armies to him. It won't be long now. It will soon be ready. Sam:
Ready to do what? Sméagol: To make His war. The last war that will cover all the world in shadow. Frodo:
We've got to keep moving. C'mon Sam. Sam:
Mr. Frodo! Look! It's an Oliphant! No one at home will believe this. [Sméagol sneaks away.] Frodo: Sméagol? [Chaos breaks out when the Easterlings are attacked from the bushes.] Frodo:
We've lingered here for too long. C'mon Sam! [Frodo and Sam are caught by men.] Sam: Ah!
Faramir: Bind their hands.
[The villagers or Rohan are heading towards Helm's Deep.] Gimli: It's true you don't see many dwarf women. And in fact, they are so alike in voice and appearance, they are often mistaken for dwarf men. Aragorn: It's the beards. Gimli: And this in turn has given rise to the belief that there are no dwarf women. And the dwarves just, spring out of holes in the ground! Which is of course ridiculous. Whoa! [Gimli falls from his horse.] It's alright! It's alright. Nobody panic. That was deliberate. It was deliberate.
[At night and Aragorn drifts off to sleep.] Arwen The light of the Evenstar does not wax and wane. It is mine to give to whom I will. Like my heart. Go to sleep. Aragorn: I am alseep. This is a dream. Arwen Then it is a good dream. Sleep. Aragorn: Sleep... Minlû pedich nin, i aur hen telitha. [Translation: "You told me once, this day would come."] Arwen:
Ú i vethed...nâ i onnad. Boe bedich go Frodo. Han bâd lîn. [Translation: "This is not the end. It is the beginning. You must go with Frodo. That is your path."] Aragorn: Dolen i vâd o nin. [Translation: "My path is hidden from me."] Arwen:
Si peliannen i vâd na dail lîn. Si boe ú-dhannathach. [Translation: "It is already laid before your feet, you cannot falter now."] Aragorn: Arwen.
Arwen Ae ú-esteliach nad... estelio han. Estelio ammen. [Translation: "If you trust nothing else, trust this. Trust us."]
[Aragorn and the Rohirrim continue their journey.] Èowyn: Where is she? The woman who gave you that jewel? [Flashback to Elrond conversing with Aragorn at Rivendell:] ELROND
Our time here is ending. Arwen's time is ending. Let her go. Let her take the ship into the West. Let her bear away her love for you to the undying lands, there to be ever green. Aragorn: But never more than a memory. ELROND
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