[TITLE: THE LORD OF THE RINGS]
[Camera pans over the Misty Mountains
as voices drift in from the background.]
You cannot pass!
I am a servant of the Secret Fire, wielder
of the Flame of Anor!
[Camera pans closer to the mountain
Argh! Go back to the shadow. The Dark
Fire will not avail you, Flame of Udûn!
[Camera zooms in through the mountain
and focuses on Gandalf and the Balrog
on the bridge of Khazad-dûm. The Balrog
strikes down on Gandalf with its flaming
sword. Gandalf parries the blow with
Glamdring, shattering the Balrog’s sword.]
YOU… SHALL NOT... PASS!!!
[Gandalf strikes his staff onto the
bridge. As the Balrog steps forward,
the bridge collapses from under it and
the demon plunges backward into the
chasm. Gandalf, exhausted, leans on
his staff and watches the Balrog fall
then turns to follow the others. At
the last minute, the flaming whip lashes
up from the depths of the abyss and
winds around Gandalf’s ankle, dragging
him over the edge. He clings onto the
bridge but is straining to keep his
[Frodo rushes forward but Boromir restrains
Fly, you fools!
[Gandalf loses his grip and falls into
[Gandalf loses his grip and falls into
[Calls after Gandalf as he falls into
the abyss] Gaaandaaaaalf!!
[Gandalf falls after the Balrog and
grabs hold of his sword Glamdring on
his way down. As they continue to plunge
into the depths, Gandalf hacks away
at the Balrog even as it thrashes and
bounces off the walls. They continue
to plunge at great speed, sometimes
with Gandalf clinging to the horn of
the demon. The battling pair then falls
into an enormous cavern and plunges
into the water. Just then Frodo awakens
as if from a nightmare.]
What is it, Mr. Frodo?
Nothing. Just a dream. [Lies back down.]
[Frodo and Sam climbs over the rocky
terrain Emyn Muil. They look into the
distance at the Mountain of Fire.]
Mordor. The one place in Middle-earth
we don’t want to see any closer, and
the one place we’re trying to get to.
It’s just where we can’t get. Let’s
face it, Mr. Frodo, we’re lost. I don’t
think Gandalf meant for us to come this
He didn’t mean for a lot of things to
happen, Sam... but they did.
[Suddenly Frodo feels and sees the Eye
zooming in on him. He gasps and pants
as he backs away.]
Mr. Frodo? It’s the Ring, isn’t it?
It’s getting heavier. [Clutches the
Ring by his chest and sits down, still
panting. He then fumbles for his water
bottle and takes a sip.]
What food have we got left?
Well, let me see. [He takes out a package
of lembas bread from his pack] Oh yes,
lovely – Lembas bread. And look! [He
digs deeper into his pack] More lembas
[Sam shows another package. He then
breaks off a piece and tosses it to
Frodo, and munches on a piece himself.]
I don't usually hold with foreign food,
but this Elvish stuff, it’s not bad.
[smiles] Nothing ever dampens your spirits,
does it Sam?
[Sam smiles back, and then looks ominously
Those rain clouds might.
[They continue trekking through difficult
terrain, often huddling underneath their
[Looks around] This looks strangely
[Exasperated] It’s because we’ve been
here before! We’re going in circles.
Ah! What's that 'orrid stink? I'll warrant
there's a nasty bog nearby. Can you
Yes. I can smell it. [Drops to a whisper]
We’re not alone.
Frodo and Sam are sleeping. A dark shape
appears on top of the cliff. The creature
Gollum has appeared and is making his
way down to the hobbits.]
The thieves! The thieves! The filthy
little thieves! Where is it? Where isss
it? They stole it from us. My preciousss.
[Gollum creeps closer and closer.] Curse
them! We hates them! It’s ours, it is...
and we wantssss it!
[Gollum reaches out his hand towards
the hobbits. Suddenly the hobbits spring
up, grab hold of Gollum’s arms and pull
him down. Amidst the struggle, Gollum
wriggles loose and leaps onto Frodo.
As Frodo falls back, the chain and Ring
around his neck is revealed and Gollum
jumps straight for the Ring. Sam tries
to grab at him but is knocked away.
Gollum now jumps on top of Frodo and
tries to reach for the Ring even as
Frodo grabs his hands and tries to push
him away. Gollum’s cheeks puff with
exertion as he struggles with Frodo,
his enormous eyes fixed on the Ring.
Sam grabs hold of Gollum again and tears
him away from Frodo. Gollum then turns
around and bites Sam on the shoulder,
wriggles around and clasps his arms
around Sam’s neck and legs around his
waist in a death grip. Frodo unsheathes
Sting and holds it to Gollum's throat.]
[menacingly] This is Sting. You’ve seen
it before, haven’t you... Gollum! Release
him or I’ll cut your throat!
[Slowly, Gollum loosens his grip on
Sam and as the latter disentangles himself,
Gollum wails. In the next scene, Gollum
is being dragged with Sam's Elvish rope
around his neck, wailing and writhing
It burns! It burns us! It freezes! Nasty
Elves twisted it. Take it off us!
[Sam tugs fiercely at the rope. Gollum
cries some more and collapses onto his
back. Sam turns to Frodo in dismay.]
It’s hopeless! Every Orc in Mordor’s
going to hear this racket! Let’s just
tie him up and leave him.
No! That would kill us! Kill us!
It’s no more than you deserve!
Maybe he does deserve to die, but now
that I see him, I do pity him.
[Begging] We be nice to them if they
be nice to us. Take it off us. We swears
to do what you wants. We swears.
There’s no promise you can make that
I can trust.
We swears to serve the master of the
preciousss. We swears on... on the precious.
The Ring is treacherous. It will hold
you to your word.
Yes... on the preciousss. On the preciousss.
I don’t believe you! [Gollum backs away,
frightened, and climbs onto a boulder]
Get down! I said, down!
[Sam j*rks strongly at the rope as Gollum
tries to get away from him. He crashes
onto the ground, choking.]
He’s trying to trick us! We let him
go he’ll throttle us in our sleep!
[Gollum lies panting and holding his
throat. He backs away, frightened, as
Frodo approaches him.]
You know the way to Mordor?
[nods warily] Yes...
You’ve been there before?
[nods again] Yes...
[Frodo reaches out and takes the rope
noose off Gollum’s neck. Gollum seems
surprised and relieved.]
You will lead us to the Black Gate.
[Gollum scrambles off in the direction
of Morannon and the hobbits follow in
[A band of Uruk-hai marches across the
plain, with two hobbits bound to the
backs of two Uruk-hai. Pippin tries
to call to Merry, who is unconscious
with a gash on his right brow.]
Merry. Merry! [He receives no response.]
[Suddenly, an Uruk-hai puts up his hand
and signals a stop.]
What is it? What do you smell?
[sniffs the air] Man-flesh.
[quietly to himself] Aragorn!
They've picked up our trail! Let's move!
[The Uruk-hai quicken their pace. Pippin
struggles to reach his Elven brooch
with his teeth. He then tears it off
his cloak and drops it onto the ground.
A foot stomps onto the brooch but it
remains unbroken and visible on the
[Aragorn is lying with his eyes closed
and ear pressed to the ground, listening
for the sound of footsteps.]
Their pace has quickened. [He looks
up.] They must have caught our scent.
Hurry! [He runs off.]
Come on, Gimli! [Looks back at Gimli
and then runs after Aragorn]
[pauses in his steps and huffs] Three
days’ and nights’ pursuit. No food.
No rest. And no sign of our quarry but
what bare rock can tell. [Runs after
[The Three Hunters run across rocks
and plains, with Aragorn in the lead,
followed by Legolas and Gimli. From
time to time, Legolas looks back to
make sure that Gimli is keeping up.
Aragorn suddenly bends down to pick
up an Elven brooch from the ground.]
Not idly do the leaves of Lórien fall.
[stops and turns to Aragorn.] They may
yet be alive.
Less than a day ahead of us. Come! [Runs
[Gimli stumbles from behind some rocks
and rolls to the ground]
Come, Gimli! We are gaining on them!
[Panting] I am wasted on cross-country!
We dwarves are natural sprinters! Very
dangerous over short distances!
[The trackers come over a hill and pause
as they gaze across the plains below.]
Rohan. Home of the horse-lords. There
is something strange at work here. Some
evil gives speed to these creatures,
sets its will against us.
[Legolas runs ahead and looks out to
Legolas, what do your Elf eyes see?
The Uruks turn northeast. They’re taking
the hobbits to Isengard!
[The tower of Orthanc stands amidst
the smoking caverns of Isengard. Saruman
stands in his chamber, communicating
with the Dark Lord through the Palantír.]
The world is changing. [View changes
to the tower of Barad-dûr, with its
huge Orc armies on a bridge.] Who now
has the strength to stand against the
armies of Isengard and Mordor? To stand
against the might of Sauron and Saruman
and the union of the two towers?
[Camera pans upwards along the height
of the tower of Barad-dûr until the
flaming Eye is in view.]
Together, my lord Sauron, we shall rule
[The trees around Isengard are being
ripped down, chopped up and used to
feed huge furnaces. The caverns of Isengard
glow with the fires of industry, sounds
of hammering fill the air and molten
iron is poured into casts to forge weapons.]
The old world will burn in the fires
of industry. The forests will fall.
A new order will rise. We will drive
the machine of war with the sword and
the spear and the iron fists of the
Orc. We have only to remove those who
[Saruman stands in the midst of a gathering
The horsemen took your land. They drove
your people into the hills to scratch
a living off rocks.
Take back the lands they stole from
you! Burn every village!
[Roars with approval] Argh!!
[They stomp off to destroy the villages
of Rohan as Saruman stands coldly still
among the stampede. A Rohan village
is in pandemonium as people try to escape
the on-coming pillage.]
It will begin in Rohan. Too long have
these peasants stood against you. But
[A woman with her hand on a horse calls
out to her children.]
Éothain! Éothain! You take your sister.
You’ll go faster with just two.
[As Morwen puts her onto the horse in
front of her brother] Papa says Éothain
must not ride Garulf, he is too big
Listen to me. You must ride to Edoras
and raise the alarm. Do you understand
[starts to cry] I don’t wanna leave!
I don't wanna go, Mama!
Freda, I will find you there.
[A woman screams]
[The children ride off.]
[Looks after them] Go child!
[Dunlanders and Uruk-hai enter the village,
burning everything in sights as the
Rohirrim scream and run in all directions.
Éothain and Freda weep as they look
back from a distance.]
Rohan, my lord, is ready to fall.
[A group of horsemen ride to Edoras.
Éomer is in the lead, carrying a gravely
[Éowyn runs hastily up the stairs to
the Golden Hall and enters a bedchamber.
She runs to the bed.]
[Théodred seems to hear her call but
is unable to respond. He has a bloody
gash on the side of his head. Éomer
nods to Éowyn in the direction of Théodred’s
torso. Éowyn draws back the covers and
upon seeing Théodred’s fatal wound,
her lips tighten and eyes close. She
looks up to catch Éomer’s eye.]
[Éomer and Éowyn are speaking to Théoden-king
who sits motionless on his throne, wizened,
and aged beyond his years.]
Your son is badly wounded, my lord.
He was ambushed by Orcs. If we don’t
defend our country, Saruman will take
it by force.
That is a lie! [Appears from the shadows.]
Saruman the White has ever been our
friend and ally.
[mumbles feebly] Gríma… Gríma… [Gríma
leans down close to the King.]My son...?
Orcs are roaming freely across our lands.
Unchecked. Unchallenged. Killing at
will. Orcs bearing the white hand of
Saruman. [He drops a helmet onto the
ground, which topples over to reveal
the white hand of Saruman.]
Why do you lay these troubles on an
already troubled mind. Can you not see?
Your uncle is wearied by your malcontent,
[Éomer grabs Gríma and pins him against
How long is it since Saruman bought
you? What was the promised price, Gríma?
When all the men are dead you will take
your share of the treasure?
[Gríma’s eyes flicks to right, watching
Éowyn as she walks by. Éowyn stops to
stare back for a moment before departing
form the hall. Éomer j*rks Gríma again
and clutches his hand around Gríma’s
Too long have you watched my sister,
too long have you haunted her steps.
[Gríma's eyes look to the left and relax
as Éomer is suddenly pulled off Gríma
by his thugs.]
You see much Éomer, Son of Éomund. Too
much. [The thugs punch Éomer n the stomach]
You are banished forthwith from the
kingdom of Rohan. Under pain of death!
[Being dragged away] Argh!!
[Uruk-hai and Orcs continue to march
across the plains with their hobbit
captives, with Aragorn, Legolas, and
Gimli hot on their pursuits.]
Keep breathing! That’s the key! Breathe!
They’ve run as if the very whips of
their masters were behind them.
[They continue running over vast distances.
The Uruk-hai and Orcs halt at nightfall,
many panting with exertion.]
We’re not going no further till we’ve
had a breather!
Get a fire going!
[As the Orcs and Uruk-hai take their
rest, Pippin crawls over towards Merry.]
[opens his eyes] I think... we might
have made a mistake leaving the Shire,
[A group of Orcs chops down the trees
nearby for firewood. Low groans and
rumbles start to emerge from the forest.]
What’s making that noise?
[looks towards the forest] It’s the
Do you remember the Old Forest? On the
borders of Buckland? Folk used to say
that there was something in the water
that made the trees grow tall... and
Trees that could whisper. Talk to each
other. Even move.
I'm starving. We ain't 'ad nothin' but
maggoty bread for three stinkin' days!
Yeah. Why can’t we have some meat? [His
eyes rest on the hobbits.] What about
them? They’re fresh.
They are not for eating!
What about their legs? They don't need
those. Ooh… They look tasty!
[Shoves at the Orcs] Get back, sc*m!
[The other Orcs are getting restless.]
Carve them up!
[Moves towards the hobbits with his
blade drawn] Just a mouth full.
[Pippin and Merry recoil in fright.
Uglúk jumps on the Orc and cuts off
his head, which bounces off the hobbit's
Looks like meat’s back on the menu,
[The Uruk-hai and Orcs cheer and started
tearing into the fresh meat, intestines
flying, taking their eyes off the hobbits
for a while.]
Pippin, let’s go.
[Their hands still bound, the hobbits
try to crawl away. Suddenly a foot comes
down on Merry and Pippin is turned onto
[Brandishing a blade in front of Pippin’s
face] Go on, call for help. Squeal!
No one’s gonna save you now!
[Suddenly, a spear pierces the Orc's
back. Mayhem ensues as Riders of Rohan
burst out from their hiding places and
ambush the Orcs.]
Pippin! [Gestures for them to make their
[The hobbits try to escape from the
pandemonium to the forest, dodging bodies
and stomping feet. Suddenly Pippin turns
onto his face and looks up to a pair
of thrashing hooves bearing down on
[The Three Hunters are still chasing
after the Uruk-hai. It is dawn.]
[Pauses and looks up] A red sun rises.
Blood has been spilled this night.
[Camera pans over the rock and plains,
alternating between the band of Uruk-hai
and the Three Hunters giving chase.
The trackers hear the sound of horses.
Aragorn and company hide behind some
boulders. A large group of horse-men
appears, galloping quickly with their
banners flying. Aragorn comes out of
hiding as they pass, followed by Legolas
Riders of Rohan, what news from the
[At a signal from Éomer at the lead,
the riders make a quick turn and head
towards them, surrounding them in ever-tightening
circles. As they stop, they point their
long spears menacingly at them.]
What business does an Elf, a man and
a Dwarf have in the Riddermark? Speak
Give me your name, Horsemaster, and
I shall give you mine.
[Éomer hands his staff to another rider,
and gets off his horse. Aragorn puts
a hand on Gimli’s shoulder.]
I would cut off your head, Dwarf, if
it stood but a little higher from the
[Legolas, in a lightning fast move,
points an arrow at Éomer.]
You would die before your stroke fell!
[The riders all point their spears closer
at the travellers. After a tense moment,
Aragorn pushes down Legolas’ arm.]
I am Aragorn, son of Arathorn. This
is Gimli, son of Glóin and Legolas of
the Woodland realm. We are friends of
Rohan and of Théoden, your king.
Théoden no longer recognizes friend
from foe. [Takes off helmet] Not even
his own kin.
[The spears are withdrawn.]
Saruman has poisoned the mind of the
king and claimed lordship over these
lands. My company are those loyal to
Rohan. And for that, we are banished.
The White Wizard is cunning. He walks
here and there, they say, as an old
man, hooded and cloaked. And everywhere
his spies slip past our nets.
We are not spies. We track a party of
Uruk-hai westward across the plain.
They’ve taken two of our friends captive.
The Uruks are destroyed. We slaughtered
them during the night.
But there were two hobbits. Did you
see two hobbits with them?
They would be small – only children
to your eyes.
We left none alive. We piled the carcasses
and burned them. [Points to a smoking
pile in the distance.]
[nods] I am sorry.
[Legolas puts a hand on Gimli’s shoulder
in grief. Éomer turns and whistles.]
Hasufel! Arod! [Two horses move up.]
May these horses bear you to better
fortune than their former masters. Farewell.
[Éomer puts on his helmet and gets back
on his horse]
Look for your friends. But do not trust
to hope, it has forsaken these lands.
[To the riders] We ride north!
[Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli look on
as the Riders go off. They then ride
towards the burning carcasses. Gimli
starts to shift through the smoldering
pile, and pulls out a charred belt and
It’s one of their wee belts.
[with his head bowed and eyes closed]
Hiro îth… ab 'wanath... (May they find
peace in death)
[Kicks a helmet and yells] AAARRGGHH!!!
[He falls to his knees.]
We failed them.
[Aragorn looks to the side as some tracks
catch his attention.]
A hobbit lay here, and the other. [Flashback:
Pippin yells as he looks up at a pair
of thrashing hooves bearing down on
him. He rolls over, avoiding the hooves.]
[ARAGORN STARTS TO FOLLOW THE TRACKS, WITH LEGOLAS AND GIMLI BEHIND HIM. FLASHBACK
Merry and Pippin crawl frantically away
from the battle.]
Their hands were bound. [Flashback:
Merry rubs his bonds furiously against
the sharp edge of a weapon.] Their bonds
were cut. [Aragorn holds up a broken
length of thick rope.]
They ran over here. They were followed.
Their hands freed, the hobbits run away
from the battle scene, dodging under
a horse and trying to stay out of harms
way. As they flee, Grishnákh grabs Pippin
by his belt and clings on.]
[Pippin undoes his belt and Grishnákh
is left holding it.]
The tracks lead away from the battle...
[They break into a run and then stop]
into Fangorn Forest.
[The Three looks up into a dense and
Fangorn. What madness drove them in
[Scene moves from the trackers into
the nighttime chase of Merry and Pippin.
The hobbits run into the Fangorn, seeking
to lose the pursuing Orc. They collapse
onto the ground, out of breath.]
Did we lose him? [Looks around] I think
we lost him.
[Suddenly, Grishnákh appears from behind
the trees, brandishing a blade.]
I’m gonna rip out your filthy little
innards! Come here!
[Merry and Pippin run and hide behind
Trees! Climb a tree!
[Pippin and Merry quickly scramble up
a tree each.]
[Looks around and then sighs in relief.]
[Suddenly, Merry is pulled by his legs
and falls to the ground. Grishnákh leans
over him with his menacing blade. Merry
tries to kick him off but to no avail.]
[Pippin looks down in horror but as
he turns his head, he spots a pair of
gleaming yellow eyes blinking in the
tree he’s clinging to. The tree starts
to move and groan.]
[Pippin loses his grip in fright and
grabs at the air futilely as he falls.
The tree catches him before he hits
Let’s put a maggot-hole in your belly.
[Suddenly he senses something behind
him and as he looks up, the tree stomps
and squashes him onto the forest floor.]
[Merry tries to run away but is scooped
by the tree.]
[Looks at the creatures in his hands]
Little Orcs! Burárum...
It’s talking, Merry. The tree is talking!
Tree?! I am no tree. I am an Ent. [Stomps
slowly through the forest.]
A treeherder! A shepherd of the forest.
Don’t talk to it, Merry. Don’t encourage
Treebeard, some call me.
And whose side are you on?
Side? I am on nobody’s side because
nobody’s on my side, little Orc. Nobody
cares for the woods anymore.
We’re not Orcs. We’re Hobbits!
Hobbits? Never heard of a hobbit before.
Sounds like Orc mischief to me! [Tightens
his hold on the hobbits and squeezes
them. Merry and Pippin whimpers in pain]
They come with fire, they come with
axes. Gnawing, biting, breaking, hacking,
burning! Destroyers and usurpers, curse
No, you don’t understand. We’re Hobbits...
Maybe you are and maybe you aren’t.
The White Wizard will know.
The White Wizard?
[Treebeard drops them on the ground
and the hobbits look up at the White
[Following Gollum, Frodo and Sam reach
the end of Emyn Muil and see that Mordor
is now closer.]
See, see, we have led you out! Hurry
hobbitses hurry. Very lucky we find
[Gollum jumps on a rock. Frodo walks
past, Gollum shrinks as Sam draws near.]
Nice hobbit. [Leaps after Frodo, putting
a wide berth between him and Sam.]
[Sam’s foot slipped into muck.]
Whoa, it’s a bog! He’s led us into a
A swamp, yes, yes. Come, master. We
will take you on safe paths through
the mist. Come, hobbits, come. We go
[Gollum looks back and gestures for
the hobbits to follow.]
I found it, I did. The way through the
marshes. Orcs don't use it. Orcs don't
know it. They go round for miles and
miles. Come quickly. Swift and quick
as shadows we must be.
[The marsh lands stretch for miles and
miles as far as the eye can see. The
hobbits and Gollum appear as little
specks. As the three pick their way
gingerly though the marshes, they see
faces floating in the water, still,
rotting and pale, and flickering flames
on the swamps.]
There are dead things! Dead faces in
All dead. All rotten. Elves and men
and orcses. A great battle long ago.
[Turns to face the hobbits.] The Dead
Marshes. Yes, yes that is their name.
This way. Don’t follow the lights.
[Sam’s foot slips again into the water.]
Careful now, or hobbits go down to join
the dead ones and light little candles
of their own.
[Frodo is drawn to one of the faces
in Elven armour. He stares at it intently,
until suddenly its eyes open and Frodo
falls face-down into the water.]
[Frodo is in the water and sees many
faces of the dead, no longer still but
screaming and grasping, their rotten
robes and hair flowing about their gruesome
faces. Their hands are reaching for
him. Suddenly he is grabbed from behind.
Frodo sputters and gasps for air as
Gollum pulls him out of the water.]
[Looks at Gollum in perplexed gratitude
and disbelief.] Gollum...
Don’t follow the lights! [Crawls away]
[Runs to Frodo’s side.] Mr. Frodo! Are
[Frodo lies panting, staring after Gollum]
Sam is asleep but Frodo is still awake.
He is holding the Ring in the palm of
his hand and stroking it, mesmerized.
Suddenly he hears Gollum.]
Sooo bright. Sooo beautiful. [Frodo
quickly puts the Ring back inside his
shirt. He looks up to see Gollum crouching
away from him, stroking the centre of
his palm] our preciousss...
What did you say?
Master should be resting. Master needs
to keep up his strength.
[Moves over and crouches in front of
Gollum] Who are you?
Mustn’t ask us. Not its business. *Gollum,
Gandalf told me you were one of the
Cold be heart and hand and bone. Cold
be travellers far from home.
He said your life was a sad story.
They do not see what lies ahead, when
sun has failed and moon is dead.
You were not so very different from
a hobbit once, were you... Sméagol?
[Looks up slowly.] What did you call
That was your name once, wasn’t it?
A long time ago.
My name... My name... S... S...Sméagol…
[Suddenly, the piercing cries of the
Nazgûl are heard overhead]
[Suddenly Frodo feels the pain of the
Nazgûl's sword piercing him and the
call of the Ring. Images of the Ringwraiths
come to him in flashes.]
C’mon Frodo! C'mon!
[Frodo continues to clutch at the Ring
on his chest, immobilized. Sam drags
Frodo across to hide beneath some bramble
bushes. The Nazgûl appears, tightening
his hold on the reins. Camera then shows
him riding a Fell Beast, swooping down
across the marsh lands. Chilling screams
of the Nazgûl fill the air.]
Quick! They will see us! They will see
I thought they were dead!
Dead? No, you cannot kill them. No.
[A loud screech from the Nazgûl flying
high above the marshes.]
[cowering] Wraiths! Wraiths on wings!
They are calling for it. They are calling
for the preciousss.
[Frodo feels the call of the Ring and
gropes for his necklace. Sam sees this
and grabs hold of Frodo’s hand.]
Mr. Frodo! It’s alright. I’m here.
[The Nazgûl continues to circle overhead
and then flies off towards Mordor.]
Hurry, hobbits. The Black Gate is very
[Scene returns to Fangorn forest. Gimli
fingers a dark stain on a leaf and brings
it to his mouth.]
[Spits] Ptui! Orc blood.
These are strange tracks.
The air is so close in here.
This forest is old. Very old. Full of
memory... and anger.
[Groans reverberate through the forest
and Gimli raises his axe.]
The trees are speaking to each other.
[Gestures] Lower your axe.
[Lowering his axe slowly] Oh.
Aragorn, nad nâ ennas! (Something is
Man cenich? (What do you see?)
[Close-up of Legolas’ eyes]
The White Wizard approaches.
Do not let him speak. He will put a
spell on us.
[Aragorn wraps his hand around the hilt
of his sword, Gimli tightens his hold
on his axes, and Legolas notches an
arrow to his bow.]
We must be quick.
[With a yell, the three swing round
to attack. Gimli’s axe and Legolas’
arrow are deflected. Aragorn drops his
sword as it becomes red hot in his grasp.
They shield their eyes with their hands
from the bright light emanating from
the White Wizard.]
You are tracking the footsteps of two
Where are they?
They passed this way the day before
yesterday. They met someone they did
not expect. Does that comfort you?
Who are you? Show yourself!
[The bright light dims, revealing Gandalf,
all dressed in white. The three are
astounded. Legolas and Gimli bow.]
It cannot be. You fell.
Through fire and water. [Flashback:
Gandalf is battling the Balrog atop
Dúrin’s Tower.] From the lowest dungeon
to the highest peak, I fought with 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.]
Until at last, I threw down my enemy
and smote his ruin upon the mountainside.
[On top of the mountain, Gandalf crawls
a bit and then collapses.]
Darkness took me. And I strayed out
of thought and time. [Camera zooms in
Gandalf’s eye and enters an amorphous
realm of stars and galaxies, ending
in a blinding white light] Stars wheeled
overhead and everyday was as long as
a life-age of the earth. But it was
not the end. I felt life in me again.
[Camera zooms out from Gandalf’s eye,
lying naked and very still. His hair
has turned white and wounds are completely
healed. He suddenly shudders with a
deep gasp and pants as life returns
I've been sent back until my task is
Gandalf? Yes... That's what they used
to call me. Gandalf the Grey. That was
my name. [He smiles]
[With a twinkle in his eye] I am Gandalf
the White. [Aragorn grins] And I come
back to you now at the turn of the tide.
[They walk through the forest, with
Gandalf leading the way, now wearing
a grey cloak over his white robes.]
One stage of your 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.]
That is one of the Mearas, unless my
eyes are cheated by some spell.
[The horse comes round to stop in front
Shadowfax. [Gimli bows in the background.]
He's the lord of all horses and he's
been my friend through many dangers.
[The Three Hunters and Gandalf ride
across the plains to Edoras.]
[Back at Fangorn, Treebeard is walking
through the forest with Merry and Pippin
sitting on his shoulders.]
My home lies deep in the forest near
the roots of the mountain. I told Gandalf
I would keep you safe and safe is where
I’ll keep you. The trees have grown
wild and dangerous. Anger festers in
their hearts. They will harm you if
they can. There are too few of us now.
Too few of us Ents left to manage them.
[Frodo and Sam are climbing a high rock
The Black Gate of Mordor.
[The enormous Black Gate comes into
view with Orcs patrolling and standing
guard on the towers and atop the walls.
From the right, an army of Easterling
soldiers is marching to the Black Gate.]
Oh save us. My ol' Gaffer'd have a thing
or two to say if he could see us now.
Master says to show him the way into
Mordor, so good Sméagol does. Master
[Orcs are patrolling the Black Gate.]
That’s it then. We cannot get past that.
[A command is heard and an Orc sounds
a horn, signalling for the Gate to be
opened. Two enormous cave trolls stretch
and growl and then pull the mighty Gate
Look! The gate, it's opening! I can
see a way down.
[He moves closer to the edge. Suddenly,
the rock underneath him gives way and
[Frodo goes after Sam.]
[Two Easterling soldiers see streams
of dust coming down the cliff made by
Sam and Frodo. They move away from the
troop to investigate. Frodo reaches
Sam who is stuck in the scree. As the
Easterlings move closer and closer,
Frodo throws his Elvish cloak over himself
and Sam. The soldiers are now directly
in front of Sam, but their eyes see
nothing but rock. Frodo and Sam peer
from underneath the cloak. The soldiers
soon leave and after a moment, Frodo
throws back the cloak and pulls Sam
I do not ask you to come with me, Sam.
I know, Mr Frodo. I doubt even these
Elvish cloaks will hide us in there.
[They prepare to make a run for the
[Gollum pulls them back.]
No! No, no master! They catch you! They
catch you! Don’t take it to him! He
wants the preciousss. Always he’s looking
for it! And the preciousss is wanting
to go back to him. But we mustn’t let
him have it.
[Frodo tries to make a run for it.]
No! [Pulls Frodo back again.] There’s
another way. More secret. A dark way.
Why haven’t you spoken of this before?!
Because Master did not ask!
He’s up to something.
Are you saying there’s another way into
Yes. There is a path, and some stairs,
and then… a tunnel.
[Frodo and Sam watch as the Black Gate
closes. Gollum is stroking Frodo’s arm
and burying his face in his cloak.]
He’s led us this far, Sam.
Mr. Frodo, no.
He’s been true to his word.
Lead the way, Sméagol.
Good Sméagol always helps.
[Frodo follows Gollum as Sam stares
after him in disbelief.]
[On the plains of Rohan. Gandalf, Aragorn,
Legolas and Gimli stop as Edoras comes
Edoras and the Golden Hall of Meduseld.
There dwells Théoden, King of Rohan,
whose mind is overthrown. Saruman’s
hold over King Théoden is now very strong.
[In the Hall, Éowyn is kneeling before
Théoden, holding his hand in hers.]
My lord, your son, he is dead. My lord?
[Théoden just sits and stares ahead,
his eyes clouded and unseeing.]
Will you not go to him? [She weeps.]
Will you do nothing?
[Scene returns to Gandalf and company.]
Be careful what you say. Do not look
for welcome here.
[They ride on towards Edoras.]
[At Edoras, Éowyn is weeping at the
dead Théodred's bed. She kisses his
hand. Gríma appears at the door.]
Oh, he… he must have died sometime in
the night. What a tragedy for the king
to lose his only son and heir.
[He sits on the bed and puts a hand
on Éowyn’s shoulder.]
I understand his passing is hard to
accept, especially now that your brother
has deserted you.
[jumps back and throws off Gríma’s hand]
Leave me alone, snake!
[Rises from the bed and moves ever closer
to Éowyn] Oh, but you are alone! Who
knows what you have spoken to the darkness.
In bitter watches of the night, when
all your life seems to shrink, the walls
of your bower closing in about you,
like a hutch to trammel some wild thing
[He puts a hand on her cheek and moves
down to her throat.]
So fair, so cold, like a morning of
pale spring still clinging to winter's
[Éowyn and Gríma stare at each other
Your words are poison!
[Éowyn runs out of the hall. Weeping,
she looks away into the distance. A
flag comes off its pole and is carried
by the breeze. Éowyn sees riders coming
towards Edoras. As Aragorn passes the
entrance to Edoras, the flag floats
down to land near him. Edoras is silent
and somber. Everyone is dressed in black
and staring at the newcomers in wary
silence. Aragorn looks up at the hall
and sees a lady in white standing on
the steps. He looks around at more somber
You’ll find more cheer in a graveyard.
[Aragorn looks up to the hall again
but the lady has disappeared. The company
climbs up the stairs to the hall and
is met by guards.]
[sees Háma] Ah.
I cannot allow you before Théoden-King
so armed, Gandalf Greyhame. By order
of Gríma Wormtongue.
[Gandalf nods in understanding and signals
for the others to surrender their weapons.
Aragon hands over his sword and knives.
Legolas gives a little twirl to his
knives before handing them over to the
guards. Gimli hands over his axes reluctantly.]
[gestures to Gandalf] Your staff.
Hmm? [Glances at his staff.] Oh. You
would not part an old man from his walking
stick? [Looks at Háma innocently.]
[Háma hesitates for a second and then
gestures that they follow him into the
hall. Gandalf gives Aragorn a tiny wink
and enters the hall, leaning on Legolas’
[Leaning down and whispering to Théoden.]
My lord, Gandalf the Grey is coming.
He’s a herald of woe.
The courtesy of your hall is somewhat
lessened of late, Théoden King.
[As Gandalf approaches Théoden, Aragorn,
Legolas and Gimli pull back and survey
the hall and its hostile occupants.
A group of men starts to follow their
steps with hostility.]
[Whispering to Théoden.] He’s not welcome.
Why should I… welcome you, Gandalf…
Stormcrow? [Looks to Gríma for affirmation.]
A just question, my liege. [He walks
towards Gandalf.] Late is the hour in
which this conjurer chooses to appear.
Lathspell spell I name him. Ill news
is an ill guest.
Be silent! Keep your forked tongue behind
you teeth. I have not passed through
fire and death to bandy crooked words
with a witless worm! [Raises his staff
His staff! [Backing away from Gandalf
while addressing the guards] I told
you to take the wizard’s staff!
[The hostile guards attack. Aragorn,
Legolas and Gimli engage them in a fist-fight
as Gandalf continues to approach Théoden.
Gamling tries to go forward but Háma
holds him back.]
Théoden, son of Thengel, too long have
you sat in the shadows.
[Gríma tries to crawl away unnoticed,
but Gimli catches him and pins him to
[Growls] I would stay still, if I were
Hearken to me! I release you from the
spell. [Gestures with his hand]
[Menacingly] Hahahhhahahahah! [Gandalf
opens his eyes in surprise.] You have
no power here, Gandalf the Grey!
[Gandalf throws back his grey cloak,
exuding blinding white light. Théoden
is thrown back against his seat.]
[Points his staff towards Théoden.]
I will draw you, Saruman, as poison
is drawn from a wound.
[Éowyn rushes in. Seeing her uncle threatened,
she tries to go to him but is held back
[In Saruman’s voice.] If I go. . . Théoden
[Gandalf moves his staff sharply and
Théoden flies back against the chair
You did not kill me, you will not kill
[in Saruman's voice] Rohan is mine!
[Gandalf smites Théoden as he lunges
at him. Théoden is thrown back into
the chair and the shot changes to Saruman
flying backwards from the Palantír which
he used to manipulate Théoden. He lands
landing hard on the floor of Orthanc,
bleeding from a gash in his forehead.
In the hall, Théoden lets out a moan
and slumps forward in the chair. Éowyn
runs to her uncle’s side as he falls.
Théoden’s head rises again and his face
begins to change gradually into that
of a much younger-looking man. Clarity
and recognition returns to his eyes.]
[Looks closely at Éowyn] I know your
face. Éowyn… Éowyn.
[Éowyn weeps with joy]
Breathe the free air again, my friend.
[The hall is shown to be filled with
light again, as everyone marvels at
the rejuvenation of the king.]
[Standing up and looking around him.]
Dark have been my dreams of late. [He
looks down at his trembling hands.]
Your fingers would remember their old
strength better... if they grasped your
[Háma runs up with his sword. Théoden
reaches for it with trembling hands.
He wraps his fingers around it slowly
and then draws it, gazing upon the shiny
steel. In a corner, Gríma trembles and
tries to escape but is pulled back by
Gimli. Suddenly, Théoden’s gaze turns
to Gríma. Gríma is thrown out of the
hall and down the stairs.]
Argh! [Beseechingly to Théoden] I've
only ever served you, my lord!
[Advancing towards Gríma, holding the
sword firmly in his hand] Your leechcraft
would have had me crawling on all fours
like a beast!
[Grovelling] Send me not from your side.
[Théoden raises his sword to kill Gríma.
Aragorn holds him back.]
No, my lord! No, my lord. Let him go.
Enough blood has been spilled on his
[Gríma scrambles to his feet and pushes
through the crowd]
Get out of my way!
Hail, Théoden king!
[The crowd kneels in homage before Théoden.
Aragorn kneels also. Gríma rides out
of Edoras. As Théoden turns to go back
into the hall, he looks up.]
Where is Théodred? Where is my son?
[A white flower comes into view, held
up by a hand. It is released and spirals
down to land among similar flowers,
in front of a tomb.]
Simbelmynë. Ever has it grown on the
tombs of my forebearers. [Looks at Gandalf]
Now it shall cover the grave of my son.
Alas, that these evil days should be
mine. The young perish and the old linger.
That I should live to see the last days
of my house.
Théodred’s death was not of your making.
No parent should have to bury their
[Théoden starts to weep]
He was strong in life. His spirit will
find its way to the halls of your fathers.
Westu hál. Ferðu, Théodred, Ferðu. (Be-thou
well. Go-thou, Théodred, go-thou.)
[Gandalf turns to go back to the hall
and leaves Théoden to grieve in private.
He spots two children on horseback.
The boy collapses and falls off the
horse. Later, inside the Golden Hall,
the two children are eating at a table,
and Éowyn is with them.]
They had no warning. They were unarmed.
Now the wildmen are moving through the
Westfold, burning as they go. Rick,
cot and tree.
This is but a taste of the terror that
Saruman will unleash. All the more potent
for he is driven now by fear of Sauron.
Ride out and meet him head on. Draw
him away from your women and children.
[Leans forward and puts a hand on Théoden’s
chair. Théoden looks at his hand warily.]
You must fight.
You have two thousand good men riding
north as we speak. Éomer is loyal to
you. His men will return and fight for
They will be three hundred leagues from
here by now. Éomer cannot help us. I
know what it is that you want of me.
But I will not bring further death to
my people. I will not risk open war.
[Gimli takes a bite of his bread as
he watches the exchange between Aragorn
Open war is upon you. Whether you would
risk it or not.
When last I looked, Théoden, not Aragorn,
was king of Rohan.
[Gimli takes a drink and burps.]
Then what is the king’s decision?
[Scene shifts to outside Meduseld]
By order of the king, the city must
empty. We make for the refuge of Helm’s
Deep. Do not burden yourselves with
treasures. Take only what provisions
[People are moving about, gathering
their belongings and preparing to move.
Gandalf, Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli
walk towards the stables.]
Helm’s Deep! They flee to the mountains
when they should stand and fight. Who
will defend them if not their king.
He’s only doing what he thinks is best
for his people. Helm’s Deep has saved
them in the past.
[They enter the stables]
There is no way out of that ravine.
Théoden is walking into a trap. He thinks
he’s leading them to safety. What they
will get is a massacre. Théoden has
a strong will but I fear for him. I
fear for the survival of Rohan. He will
need you before the end, Aragorn. The
people of Rohan will need you. The defences
HAVE to hold.
They will hold.
[Turns to Shadowfax and strokes him]
The Grey Pilgrim... that’s what they
used to call me. Three hundred lives
of men I’ve walked this earth and now
I have no time. With luck, my search
will not be in vain. Look to my coming
at first light on the fifth day. At
dawn, look to the East.
[Opens the stall gates] Go.
[Legolas jumps back as Gandalf rides
out of the stable and over the plains
[Éowyn opens a chest in which lies a
sword. She unsheathes it and begins
to practice. She swings around and is
met by Aragorn, who blocks her parry.]
You have some skill with a blade.
[With a swift move, Éowyn swings her
sword and renders Aragorn vulnerable,
gaining the upper hand.]
[Stepping back and sheathing her sword.]
Women of this country learned long ago:
Those without swords may still die upon
them. I fear neither death nor pain.
What do you fear, my lady?
A cage. To stay behind bars until use
and old age accept them and all chance
of valor has gone beyond recall or desire.
You are a daughter of kings, a shieldmaiden
of Rohan. [He sheaths his knife.] I
do not think that would be your fate.
[He bows and Éowyn gazes after him as
he walks away.]
[The people of Rohan are moving out
of Edoras towards Helm’s Deep, with
Théoden leading the way. At Isengard,
Gríma confers with Saruman, holding
a cloth to his mouth.]
Théoden will not stay at Edoras. It’s
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. They will be
slow. They will have women and children
[Saruman’s eyebrows rise in response.
He walks through the depths of Isengard
and gives orders to an Orc.]
Send out your warg riders.
[The Orc smiles. In a pit behind him,
ferocious growls are heard and shadows
[Gollum is trying to catch a fish in
the river. He slips and falls, grasping
at a slippery fish as he goes. Frodo
and Sam follow behind.]
Hey Stinker! Don’t go getting too far
Why do you do that?
Call him names; run him down all the
Because… because 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.
[Glaring at Sam] You have no idea what
it did to him. What it’s still doing
to him. [He walks past Sam and stops.]
I want to help him, Sam...
Because I have to believe he can come
You can’t save him, Mr. Frodo.
[Snapping at Sam]What do you know about
[Sam walks away slowly.]
[With remorse] I'm sorry, Sam. I don't
know why I said that.
[Looks back at Frodo with tears in his
eyes.] 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 taken a hold of you, Mr Frodo.
You have to fight it!
[Grows angry again] I know what I have
to do Sam. The Ring was entrusted to
me! It's my task! Mine! My own! [He
Can’t you hear yourself? Don’t you know
who you sound like?
[Frodo continues to walk away without
[Nighttime, Frodo and Sam are asleep.
Gollum is crouching in a corner by himself.]
We wants it. We needs it. Must have
the precioussss. They stole it from
us. Sneaky little hobbitsesss. Wicked,
No! Not Master.
Yes, precious. False. They will cheat
you, hurt you, lie.
Master’s my friend.
[Tauntingly] You don’t have any friends.
Nobody likes YOU...
[Covers his ears] Not listening. I’m
You’re a liar and a thief.
[Shaking his head] Nope.
[Starts to weep and whimper] Go away.
Go away! [Cackles] HAHAHAHA!!
[Weeping and in a small voice] I hate
you. I hate you!
[Fiercely] Where would you be without
me? *Gollum, gollum*. I saved us. It
was me. We survived because of me!
[Resolute] Not anymore.
[Startled] What did you say?
Master looks after us now. We don’t
Leave now and never come back.
[Louder] Leave now and never come back!
[Growls and bares his teeth] Arrrgh!!!
LEAVE. NOW. AND. NEVER. COME. BACK!
[Sméagol pants and then looks around.]
We... we told him to go away! And away
he goes, preciousss. [He hops around
in joy and does a little dance.] Gone,
gone, gone! Sméagol is free!
[The next day, while the hobbits were
resting, Sméagol comes back with two
rabbits and drops them onto Frodo’s
Look! Look! See what Sméagol finds!
[Frodo looks at up him with bloodshot
eyes. He smiles at Sméagol and looks
at Sam. Sméagol raises a fist in self-congratulation
and dances around. He then picks up
one of the rabbits and snaps the rabbit's
back in front of Frodo.]
They are young. They are tender. They
are nice. Yes they are! Eat them! Eat
[He bites and tears into the raw meat.
Sam rushes over and snatches the rabbit
out of Gollum’s hands]
You’ll make him sick, you will, behaving
like that! [Holding up the two rabbits]
There’s only one way to eat a brace
[A pot of stew is simmering over a fire.]
[Looking into the pot] Argh!! What’s
it doing! Stupid fat hobbit! It ruins
What’s to ruin? There’s hardly any meat
[A faint calling sound catches the attention
What we need is a few good taters.
What’s taters, preciousss? What’s taters
PO-TAY-TOES! Boil ‘em. Mash ‘em. Stick
‘em in a stew. Lovely big golden chips
with a nice piece of fried fish....
[Sticks out his tongue in disgust] Pbbbttt!!
Even you couldn’t say no to that. [He
takes a sip of the stew]
Oh yes we could! Spoil nice fish...
[scrambles up close to Sam] Give it
to usss rrraw... and wrrriggling! [Makes
sickeningly happy face.] You keep nasty
chips. [Hops away]
[Frodo follows the source of the sound.
Sam suddenly notices that Frodo is no
longer in his sight.]
[He goes in search of Frodo and finds
him lying down near some bushes looking
at a Haradrim army marching across the
land. He moves to lie low beside Frodo.
Sméagol also moves in beside Frodo.]
Who are they?
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. He will soon be ready.
Ready to do what?
To make his war. The last war that will
cover all the world in shadow.
We’ve got to get moving. Come on, Sam.
[Suddenly grabs Frodo’s arm] Mr Frodo!
Look! It’s an Oliphaunt!
[Gigantic Oliphaunts appear, carrying
soldiers and supplies on their backs.]
No one at home will believe this...
[Sméagol slips away unnoticed.]
[Looking around] Sméagol?
[Suddenly, pandemonium breaks out from
below; the soldiers are being ambushed.
Cloaked rangers are firing deadly arrows
at the soldiers and Oliphaunts from
behind bushes. One of the Oliphaunts
starts trumpeting and stomping towards
Frodo and Sam, swinging his huge trunk
and tusks. Faramir takes aim and shoots
a soldier. He falls from the Oliphaunt
and lands right behind Frodo and Sam,
We’ve lingered here too long. Come on,
[Frodo runs right into a Gondorian Ranger,
who grabs hold of him and throws him
onto his back. Sam sees Frodo in danger
and grapples for his sword]
[He charges at Faramir but is grabbed
by another ranger and thrown down. A
sword appears at his throat. Faramir
Bind their hands.
[Meanwhile, the Rohirrim refugees are
heading towards Helm’s Deep. Gimli is
on a horse, chatting with Éowyn who
is leading it by the reins.]
It’s true you don’t see many Dwarf women.
And in fact, they are so alike in voice
and appearance, haha that they’re often
mistaken for Dwarf men.
[Éowyn smiles and looks back at Aragorn.]
[Gestures and whispers] It’s the beards....
And this, in turn, has given rise to
the belief that there are no Dwarf women.
And that dwarves just spring out of
holes in the ground!
[Laughs gaily] Hahahaha!!
Hehehe! Which is of course ridiculous…
[The horse suddenly rears up and gallops
away as Éowyn loses her hold on the
reins. Gimli falls off after a short
distance and lands with a loud thump.]
Ooh! [She rushes forward to Gimli]
[Struggling to get up] It’s alright,
it’s alright. Nobody panic. That was
deliberate. It was deliberate.
[Éowyn helps Gimli up. She laughs as
she brushes him off and looks back at
Aragorn with the sun behind her and
the wind in her hair. At that particular
moment, Aragorn seems enchanted by Éowyn’s
light-hearted image. That night. Aragorn
could not sleep and smokes his pipe
as he thinks of 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 is lying on a chaise in Rivendell.
He opens his eyes and sees Arwen before
him, smiling down at him.]
I am asleep. This is a dream.
[Bends down to kiss him] Then it is
a good dream. Sleep…
[She kisses him lightly on the lips
and then steps away to look out upon
Rivendell. Aragorn closes his eyes but
for a while. He looks over at Arwen.]
Min lû pennich nin i aur hen telitha.
(You told me once that this day would
[Turns to look at Aragorn] Ú i vethed...
nâ i onnad. Boe bedich go Frodo. Han
bâd lîn. (This is not the end... it
is the beginning. You must go with Frodo.
That is your path.)
[Walks over to Arwen] Dolen i vâd o
nin. (My path is hidden from me.)
Si peliannen i vâd na dail lîn. Si boe
ú-dhannathach. (It is already laid before
your feet. You cannot falter now.)
[Arwen hushes him, resting her fingers
on his lips. As her hands moves down
to rest on the Evenstar pendant around
Aragorn’s neck, he clasps her hand in
his and they gaze into each other’s
Ae ú-esteliach nad... estelio han. Estelio
ammen. (If you trust nothing else...
trust this. Trust us.)
[The next day, on the journey to Helm’s
Deep. Éowyn is walking alongside Aragorn.]
Where is she? The woman who gave you
[ARAGORN SMILES AND SAYS NOTHING. FLASHBACK
Elrond is speaking to Aragorn in Rivendell,
before he sets out with the Fellowship.]
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 it will be evergreen.
But never more than a memory.
I will not leave my daughter here to
She stays because she still has hope.
She stays for YOU! She belongs with
[Aragorn and Arwen are together before
the Fellowship departs.]
Idhren emmen menna gui ethwel. Hae o
auth a nîr a naeth. (You have a chance
for another life. Away from war... grief...
Why are you saying this?
I am mortal; you are Elfkind. It was
a dream, Arwen, nothing more.
[He takes Arwen’s hand to return the
Evenstar necklace to her.]
This belongs to you.
[Closes Aragorn’s hand over the Evenstar]
It was a gift. Keep it.
[Scene shifts back to Aragorn and Éowyn]
She is sailing to the Undying Lands,
with all that is left of her kin.
[Gamling and Hamá ride to the front.
Legolas watches them as they pass.]
What is it? Háma?
[Their horses become restless.]
[Looking around] I’m not sure.
[A warg scout appears on a slope above
and charges at them. The warg attacks
Háma and kills him.]
[Just as it starts to turn on Gamling,
Legolas runs over and kills the warg
with an arrow. He then draws his knife
and kills the Orc.]
Argh! [Shouts to Aragorn] A scout!
What is it? What do you see?
[Running back to Théoden] Wargs! We
are under attack!
[Hearing the alarm, the villagers begin
to cry and panic.]
Get them out of here!
All riders to the head of the column!
[Trying to mount Arod] Come on, get
me up here, I’m a rider! Argh!
[Gimli gets onto the horse with some
help. Legolas gazes into the distance
and sees many warg-riders coming fast
towards them, kicking up dust trails
as they go.]
[To Éowyn] You must lead the people
to Helm’s Deep. And make haste!
I can fight!
No! You must do this... for me.
[Éowyn holds Théoden’s gaze for a moment
and then turn to attend to the villagers.]
[To his men] Follow me! Yah!
[Tries to get Arod to move] Forward.
I mean, charge forward! March forward!
[Arod moves off with Gimli seated rather
unsteadily.] That’s it! Go on!
[To the villagers] Make for the lower
ground! Stick together!
[She looks back at the Rohirrim and
sees Aragorn on Hasufel. They hold each
other’s gaze for a moment before Aragorn
turns to join Théoden. Éowyn departs
with the villagers in the opposite direction.]
[Legolas takes aim at the distant target
and fells a warg rider. He draws another
arrow and kills another. Just as he
reaches for a third arrow, he sees Théoden
and company approaching. He quickly
runs and mounts Arod with a smooth leap
and joins in the fray with Gimli behind
him on horseback.]
[The Rohirrim and warg riders crash
head on and the battle begins. Théoden
and company hack away at the warg riders.
In the midst of fighting, Gimli falls
off Arod. He turns to find a warg growling
Bring your pretty face to my axe!
[Just as the warg leaps at Gimli, Legolas
kills it with one shot.]
[Jumping back as the warg falls, outraged]
Argh! That one counts as mine!
[As Gimli swings his axe at another
warg, it dies and falls onto Gimli,
pinning him under.]
Argh! Stinking creature. Argh!
[As he tries to lift the warg off him,
an Orc leans over them both. Gimli kills
him quickly, twisting his neck, and
it lands on him also. Gimli sniffs at
the Orc and makes a face. He tries to
lift both the warg and Orc off him.
Just then, another warg comes upon him
and bares its teeth, ready to strike.
[Eyes widening] Ooh..!
[Aragorn plucks a spear as he passes
on horseback and throws it at the warg.
It dies, landing on Gimli and adding
to the pile on top of him.]
[As the warg lands on him] Oooh!!
[Théoden stabs at a warg rider. Aragorn
is knocked off Hasufel and attacked
by Sharku. Aragorn tries to kill the
warg rider but Sharku blocks his attempt
and grabs Aragorn by the neck, while
the latter is half-dragged by the warg.
In the struggle, Sharku is thrown off
and he rips the Evenstar pendant from
Aragorn’s neck as he falls. Aragorn
tries to let go of the warg but finds
his wrist tangled with the saddle straps.
He tries unsuccessfully to disentangle
himself and is dragged closer and closer
to the edge of a cliff at great speed.
The warg runs right off the cliff and
they both disappear over the edge. The
battle is winding down as the Rohirrim
finish off the last few wargs and Orcs.]
[Looking around] Aragorn!
[They come near to the cliff and hear
Sharku wheezing and laughing]
[Standing over the dying Orc] Tell me
what happened and I will ease your passing.
He’s [cough] dead. [Laughs evilly] Took
a little tumble off the cliff.
[Looks towards the edge of the cliff,
and grabs Sharku] You lie!
[Sharku chortles and dies. Legolas looks
down at Sharku’s fist and finds the
Evenstar pendant. He takes it, runs
to the edge of the cliff and looks down
to see the great drop and rushing waters
below, with no sign of Aragorn. Gimli
comes to stand beside him.]
[To his men] Get the wounded on horses.
The wolves of Isengard will return.
Leave the dead.
[Legolas turns to Théoden, an expression
of perplexed anger on his face.]
[Puts a hand on Legolas' shoulder] Come.
[He leaves Legolas and Gimli to stare
down at the river.]
[The Rohan villagers are drawing close
to Helm’s Deep. Cries of relief are
heard as the refuge is within sight.]
Helm’s Deep! At last! There it is!
[To Éowyn] We’re safe, my lady! Thank
[Éowyn embraces the woman and they walk
on towards Helm’s Deep. The gate is
opened for the villagers. Many have
already taken refuge within and are
resting along the passage. Éothain and
Freda run towards their mother.]
[The three hug and cry with joy. Théoden
and company returns from the battle
with warg riders]
Make way for Théoden!
Make way for the king!
[Éowyn rushes down to meet them]
[Looking about] So few. So few of you
[Dismounting] Our people are safe. We
have paid for it with many lives.
[Going up to Éowyn] My lady...
Lord Aragorn, where is he?
[Éowyn is shaken and raises teary eyes
to Théoden. The latter looks down and
then walks away, confirming her unasked
[At the battlements]
Draw all our forces behind the wall.
Bar the gate, and set a watch on the
What of those who cannot fight, my lord?
The women and children?
Get them into the caves. [Walks down
the steps and past a sewer gate] Saruman's
arm would have grown long indeed if
he thinks he can reach us here.
[Camera zooms in on the gate]
Helm’s Deep has one weakness. Its outer
wall is solid rock but for a small culvert
at its base which is little more than
[Camera turns to Gríma and Saruman at
Orthanc. Saruman is pouring some dark
dry substances into a vessel. Gríma
is holding a lit candle in his hand.]
How? How can fire undo stone? What kind
of device could bring down the wall?
[As he steps closer to the vessel, Saruman
takes hold of Gríma’s hand and pushes
the candle away from the vessel firmly.]
If the wall is breached, Helm's Deep
[He walks away towards the balcony.]
[Following Saruman] Even if it is breached,
it would take a number beyond reckoning,
thousands to storm the keep.
Tens of thousands.
But, my lord, there is no such force.
[Both of them came onto the balcony
of the tower. Gríma suddenly sees and
hears the enormous armies laid out below
in neat rows and is astounded and awed.
He continues to hold the extinguished
candle aloft as he gapes at the vast
army below. A horn is sounded, announcing
the appearance of Saruman. A loud cheer
is heard from the army. Saruman raises
A new power is rising. Its victory is
[The army cheers and roars.]
This night, the land will be stained
with the blood of Rohan! March to Helms
Deep! Leave none alive!
[The camera keeps zooming out from the
balcony over the incredible size of
Saruman’s army, past Uruk-hai, spears,
and banners and yet more Uruk-hai. The
camera focuses back on Saruman who then
raises his hands in the air]
[The army cheers and roars even louder.]
[Sneers] There will be no dawn for Men.
[A tear flows down Gríma’s cheek. The
Uruk-hai army began their march to Helm’s
[Merry and Pippin are travelling through
the forest, carried by Treebeard.]
Look! There’s smoke to the south!
There is always smoke rising from Isengard
[The two hobbits climb higher up onto
Treebeard for a better view.]
There was a time when Saruman would
walk in my woods. But now he has a mind
of metal and wheels. He no longer cares
for growing things.
[Pippin and Merry are now on top of
Treebeard and they see a massive army
moving across the land]
What is it?
It’s Saruman’s army! The war has started.
[Aragorn is floating in the river, unconscious.
He is washed ashore and dreams of Arwen.]
[Kissing him on the lips] May the grace
of the Valar protect you.
[A horse arrives and nudges Aragorn,
turning him over and nuzzling him.]
[Mumbles] Brego… [He grabs hold of Brego’s
mane, pulls himself onto the horse and
rides slowly to Helms Deep.]
[Arwen is lying on her bed, deep in
[Coming into her room] Arwen.
[Arwen hears him and sits up.]
Tollen i lû. I chair gwannar na Valannor.
Si bado, no círar. (Arwen, it is time.
The ships are leaving for Valinor. Go
now... before it is too late.)
I have made my choice.
He is not coming back. Why do you linger
here when there is no hope?
There is still hope.
[Walks towards window and looks out]
If Aragorn survives this war, you will
still be parted. If Sauron is defeated,
and Aragorn made king and all that you
hope for comes true, you will still
have to taste the bitterness of mortality.
Whether by the sword or the slow decay
of time, Aragorn will die.
[Arwen sees a vision of her future as
Elrond speaks. She is dressed as a queen
in mourning garb and looking down upon
Aragorn, a crown on his brow, Andúril
in his hand, and dead. Mourners are
walking around the altar, paying their
final respects. Arwen is weeping.]
And there will be no comfort for you.
No comfort to ease the pain of his passing.
He will come to death, an image of the
splendor of the kings of men in glory
undimmed before the breaking of the
[The body of Aragorn is now cast as
a monument in stone. Arwen stands before
the monument, veiled and in black.]
But you, my daughter, you will linger
on in darkness and in doubt. As nightfall
in winter that comes without a star.
Here you will dwell, bound to your grief,
under the fading trees, until all the
world is changed and the long years
of your life are utterly spent.
[Still veiled in black, Arwen is walking
alone through the deserted woods of
[Tuning to Arwen] Arwen... there is
nothing for you here, only death.
[The vision ends and Arwen weeps with
sadness and fear. Elrond comes to sit
beside his daughter and raises a hand
to her cheek.]
A im, ú-'erin veleth lîn? (Do I not
also have your love?)
[Crying and moving into her father’s
embrace] Gerich meleth nîn, ada. (You
have my love, father)
[Elves, cloaked and carrying a lantern
each, are setting off from Rivendell
on their journey to the West. Elrond
looks on as Arwen leaves with them.
Arwen turns back to look at her father
one last time before she departs. Elrond
continues to stare after her with an
expression of resigned sadness.]
[Elrond is standing by a window. He
hears Galadriel speaking.]
I amar prestar aen... han mathon ne
nen, han mathon ne chae a han nostan
ned gwilith. (The world has changed...
I feel it in the water, I feel it in
the earth, I smell it in the air.) The
power of the enemy is growing. [Saruman
is communicating with Sauron via the
Palantír.] Sauron will use his puppet
Saruman to destroy the people of Rohan.
Isengard has been unleashed. [View of
Saruman's marching army] The eye of
Sauron now turns to Gondor, the last
free kingdom of men. [View of Osgiliath]
His war on this country will come swiftly.
He senses the Ring is close. The strength
of the Ringbearer is failing. In his
heart, Frodo begins to understand. [Close-up
of Galadriel] The quest will claim his
life. You know this. You have foreseen
it. It is the risk we all took.
[Close-up of the Ring spinning in slow
In the gathering dark, the will of the
Ring grows strong. It works hard now
to find its way back into the hands
[We see Faramir and Gondorian rangers
with the captured Frodo and Sam.]
Men, who are so easily seduced by its
power. The young captain of Gondor has
but to extend his hands, take the Ring
for his own and the world will fall.
It is close now, so close to achieving
[Faramir and company have reached Henneth
Annûn. Frodo and Sam and being carries,
blinded-folded into the cave.]
For Sauron will have dominion of all
life on this Earth, even unto the ending
of the world. The time of the Elves
[Close-up of Galadriel's luminous eyes
with their deep pools of wisdom. We
then see Elrond in his library, looking
at the painting of Isildur facing down
Sauron with the broken blade of Narsil.]
Do we leave Middle-earth to its fate?
Do we let them stand alone?
[Scene returns to Henneth Annûn. Faramir
is conferring with his man. They unroll
Our scouts report Saruman has attacked
Rohan. Théoden’s people have fled to
Helm’s Deep. [Points at the map] But
we must look to our own borders. Faramir,
Orcs are on the move. Sauron is marshalling
an army. Easterlings and Southrons are
passing through the Black Gate.
Some thousands. More come every day.
Who’s covering the river to the north?
We pulled 500 men at Osgiliath, but
if the city is attacked, we won’t hold
[Tracing on the map] Saruman attacks
from Isengard. Sauron from Mordor. The
fight will come to men on both fronts.
Gondor is weak. Sauron will strike us
soon. And he will strike hard. He knows
now we do not have the strength to repel
[The hobbits are unbound and blindfolds
taken off them by Damrod and another
ranger. Sam and Frodo find themselves
in a cave behind a waterfall, with Damrod
sitting behind them on a rock constantly
watching them. Faramir comes up to them
My men tell me that you are Orc spies.
Spies?! Now wait just a minute!
Well if you’re not spies, then who are
[Frodo and Sam remain silent.]
We are hobbits of the Shire. Frodo Baggins
is my name and this is Samwise Gamgee.
And where is your skulking friend? That
gangrel creature. He had an ill-favoured
[The merest hesitation.] There was no
[Sam looks shifty-eyed and uncomfortable.]
We set out from Rivendell with seven
companions. One we lost in Mória. Two
were my kin. A Dwarf there was also,
and an Elf. And two men, Aragorn, son
of Arathorn, and Boromir of Gondor.
[Intently] You’re a friend of Boromir?
Yes... for my part.
It will grieve you then to learn that
he is dead.
[Shocked] Dead? How? When?
As one of his companions, I’d hoped
you would tell me. [Pause] He was my
[Faramir is sitting alone, deep in thought.
Suddenly someone comes up to him.]
Captain Faramir. [whispers] We found
the third one.
[Frodo and Sam are sleeping. Frodo awakens
as Faramir stands before him.]
You must come with me. Now.
[Frodo gets up and follow. They come
to the edge of the waterfall, overlooking
the Forbidden Pool.]
[Pointing down] Down there.
[Frodo looks down and sees Gollum diving
into the water.]
To enter the forbidden pool bears the
penalty of death. [He gestures to archers
hidden in the bushes.] They wait for
[The Rangers notch their arrows]
Shall I shoot?
[Frodo looks stricken. Gollum emerges
from the pool onto a rock. He holds
a fish in his hand and starts singing,
slapping the fish on the rock as he
[singing] The rock and pool is nice
and cool, so juicy sweet! I only wish
[Whacks the fish on the rock] to catch
a fish [whacks], so juicy sweet! [The
fish almost wriggles out of his grasp
and he whacks it some more.]
[Faramir has his hand raised to order
his men to shoot. At the last moment,
Frodo calls out.]
Wait! [Faramir stops] This creature
is bound to me. And I to him. He is
our guide. Please, let me go down to
[Faramir nods. Frodo descends to the
Forbidden Pool and approaches Gollum
who is gorging on the raw fish.]
Sméagol. [Gollum turns round at Frodo’s
voice.] Master is here. Come, Sméagol.
Trust master. Come!
[Frodo gestures for Gollum to follow
We must go now?
Sméagol, you must trust master. Follow
me, come on. Come. Come, Sméagol. Nice
Sméagol. That’s it. Come on.
[With the fish between his teeth, Gollum
follows Frodo warily. Suddenly he looks
up in alarm and is caught by Rangers.]
Don’t hurt him! Sméagol don’t struggle!
Sméagol listen to me!
[A black cloth is brought over Gollum's
head. Frodo stares after them with a
stricken expression as Faramir leads
Gollum and his men away. Back in the
cave, Gollum is thrown down to the ground.
Crying, he crawls into a corner and
curls up into ball.]
Where are you leading them? Answer me!
[Cooing, his hand stroking his shoulder]
Sméa…gol... Why does it cry, Sméagol?
[Sobbing] Cruel men hurts us. Master
Of course he did. I told you he was
tricksy. I told you he was false.
[Sobbing] Master is our friend... our
Master betrayed us.
No, not its business. Leave us alone!
[Hits his fist against the wall] Filthy
little hobbitses. They stole it from
[Whimpers] No... No!
What did they steal?
[Turns to Faramir with a ferocious expression]
Myyy… PRECIOUSSS!! [He bares his teeth
and growls] Aaaarrrggghhh!!!
[Back in their holding area, Sam and
Frodo are alone.]
We have to get out of here. You go.
Go, now! You can do it. Use the Ring,
Mr. Frodo. Just this once. Put it on.
I can’t. You were right, Sam. You tried
to tell me, but… I’m sorry. The Ring’s
taking me Sam. If I put it on, he’ll
find me. He’ll see.
[They both stand as Faramir enters.]
[Unsheathes his sword] So... this is
the answer to all the riddles. Here
in the wild I have you. Two halflings
and a host of men at my call. The Ring
of power within my grasp.
[Faramir lifts the Ring from Frodo's
neck with the tip of his sword.]
A chance for Faramir, captain of Gondor,
to show his quality.
[Frodo is backed up fearfully against
the wall. The Ring whispers and Frodo
falls into a trance. Suddenly, he grabs
the Ring in his hand and j*rks himself
No!! [He runs away from Faramir]
Stop it! Leave him alone! Don’t you
understand? He’s got to destroy it.
That’s where we’re going. Into Mordor.
To the mountain of fire.
[Faramir stares at Frodo. Just then
Osgiliath is under attack. They call
Please. It’s such a burden. Will you
not help him?
Prepare to leave. The Ring will go to
Gondor. [He turns to leave.]
[Sam looks after Faramir sadly.]
[Aragorn is riding towards Helm’s Deep.
On the way, he sees an enormous Uruk-hai
army marching with great speed. He quickly
makes haste towards Helm’s Deep and
soon sees the refuge.]
[Patting Brego on the neck] Mae carnen,
Brego, mellon nîn. (Well done, Brego,
[He rides into Helm’s Deep to the amazement
[Pushing his way through the crowd.]
Where is he? Where is he? Get out of
the way. I’m gonna kill him! [He sees
Aragorn.] You are the luckiest, the
canniest and the most reckless man I
ever knew! [He hugs Aragorn.] Bless
Gimli, where is the king?
[Gimli gestures to the hall. As Aragorn
makes his way in, he runs into Legolas
who stands waiting.]
Le ab-dollen. (You’re late.) [They smile.
Legolas pauses and looks at Aragorn’s
wounds.] You look terrible.
[To the side, Éowyn sees Aragorn and
smiles joyously and with relief. Legolas
takes Aragorn’s hand and gives the Evenstar
pendant. Aragorn looks at the Evenstar
and claps Legolas on the shoulder.]
Hannon le. (Thank you.)
[Éowyn looks on and smiles even as tears
fill her eyes.]
[Aragorn is in the keep, conferring
A great host, you say?
All Isengard is emptied
Ten thousand strong at least.
It is an army bred for a single purpose:
to destroy the world of men. They will
be here by nightfall.
Let them come! [Walks away resolutely]
[Along the passage behind the Deeping
[to Gamling] I want every man and strong
lad able to bear arms to be ready for
battle by nightfall.
[Gamling nods and goes off. Théoden
stands at the gate of Helm’s Deep, speaking
to Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli.]
We will cover the causeway and the gate
from above. No army has ever breached
the Deeping Wall or set foot inside
This is no rabble of mindless Orcs.
These are Uruk-hai. Their armor is thick
and their shields broad.
I have fought many wars, Master Dwarf.
I know how to defend my own keep.
[Gimli seems miffed. Legolas claps a
hand on Gimli’s shoulder as he follows
Aragorn and Théoden back in.]
They will break upon this fortress like
water on rock. Saruman’s hordes will
pillage and burn, we’ve seen it before.
Crops can be resown; homes rebuilt.
Within these walls, we will outlast
They do not come to destroy Rohan’s
crops or villages. They come to destroy
its people. Down to the last child.
[Draws close to Aragorn] What would
you have me do? Look at my men. Their
courage hangs by a thread. If this is
to be our end, then I would have them
make such an end as to be worthy of
Send out riders, my lord. You must call
And who will come? Elves? Dwarves? We
are not so lucky in our friends as you.
The old alliances are dead.
Gondor will answer.
Gondor? Where was Gondor when the Westfold
fell? Where was Gondor when our enemies
closed in around us? Where was Gon…
– No, my lord Aragorn, we are alone.
[He walks away, calling out orders]
Get the women and children into the
We need more time to lay provisions
for a siege, lord –
[Cutting him off] There is no time.
War is upon us!
[to the soldiers] Secure the gate!
[Men rush to prepare for battle as flocks
of carrion crows circle overhead.]
[Treebeard walks through the forest
carrying Merry and Pippin. He comes
to a clearing and stops.]
We Ents have not troubled about the
wars of men and wizards for a very long
time. But now something is about to
happen that has not happened for an
age... Ent Moot.
'Tis a gathering.
A gathering of what?
[Merry and Pippin turns round as they
hear movement from the forest around
them. They see many more Ents like Treebeard
Beech, oak, chestnut, ash... Good, good,
good. Many have come. Now we must decide
if the Ents will go to war.
[Merry licks his lips in anticipation.]
[Back at Helm’s Deep, the women and
children are being led into the caves.]
Move back! Move to the caves!
[Old men and young lads are being drafted
for war. The women and children say
their tearful and reluctant farewells
as their fathers, husbands and sons
are led away by soldiers. In the armoury,
weapons are being distributed. Aragorn
picks up a battered sword, looks at
it and tosses it back.]
Farmer, farriers, stable boys. These
are no soldiers.
Most have seen too many winters.
Or too few. Look at them. They’re frightened.
I can see it in their eyes. [The men
around them fell silent. Legolas speaks
to Aragorn.] Boe a hûn: neled herain
dan caer menig! (And they should be...
Three hundred against ten thousand!)
Si beriathar hýn. Amar nâ ned Edoras.
(They have more hope of defending themselves
here than at Edoras.)
Aragorn, men i ndagor. Hýn ú-... ortheri.
Natha daged aen! (Aragorn, we are warriors.
They cannot win this fight. They are
all going to die!)
Then I shall die as one them! [He pauses
and then walks away. Legolas makes as
if to go after him.]
[Puts a hand on Legolas] Let him go,
lad. Let him be.
[In the hall]
Every villager able to wield a sword
has been sent to the armory. My lord?
Who am I, Gamling?
You are our king, sire.
And do you trust your king?
[Puts armour onto Théoden] Your men,
my lord, will follow you to whatever
[The villagers are handed their weapons.
An oversized helmet is placed on a wide-eyed
boy. Another stares at the axe that
he is handed with frightened eyes. Another
child wearing oversized chain mail takes
up a huge shield. Théoden stands inside
the main hall of the keep, his back
to the entrance where a bright white
light is streaming through.]
To whatever end… Where is the horse
and the rider? Where is the horn that
was blowing? They have passed like rain
on the mountains. Like wind in the meadow.
The days have gone down in the west.
Behind the hills, into shadow. How did
it come to this?
[Everyone is getting ready for war at
the battlements. Aragorn is sitting
on the steps. He sees a young lad in
armour holding a sword looking around
Give me your sword. What is your name?
Haleth, son of Háma, my lord. The men
are saying that we will not live out
the night. They say that it is hopeless..
[Aragorn gives the battered sword a
This is a good sword, Haleth, son of
[He hands the sword back to Haleth and
leans close to him, putting a hand on
There is always hope.
[Back at the armoury, Aragorn dons his
battle gear. His sword is handed to
him as he reaches for it. He nods and
accepts the sword from Legolas.]
We have trusted you this far. You have
not led us astray. Forgive me. I was
wrong to despair.
Ú-moe edhored, Legolas. (There is nothing
to forgive, Legolas.)
[They smile and clap one another on
the shoulders. They look at Gimli as
he walks up to them, struggling with
his chain mail.]
If we had more time I’d get this adjusted.
[He drops the bundle and the chain mail
lands with its length right to the floor.]
It’s a little tight across the chest.
[Aragorn and Legolas bite back smiles.
Just then, a horn sounds in the background]
That is no Orc horn. [They run out to
[The guards look down in wonderment.]
[to another guard] Send for the king.
Open the gate!
Open the gate!
[An army of Lothlórien Elves march up
the Causeway into the Hornburg. They
are led by Haldir. The Rohirrim soldiers
look upon them in wonderment and delight
as they pass.]
How is this possible?
I bring word from Elrond of Rivendell.
An alliance once existed between Elves
and men. Long ago we fought and died
together. [He looks up to see Aragorn,
Legolas and Gimli running down the steps,
and smiles] We come to honor that allegiance.
[He bows] Mae govannen, Haldir. (Welcome,
Haldir) [He grabs Haldir in a huge embrace.
Initially stunned, Haldir hugs him back
You are most welcome!
[Legolas and Haldir clasp each other
on the shoulder.]
[Turning to Théoden] We are proud to
fight alongside men, once more.
[Men and Elves are in their positions
on the battlements of Helm’s Deep. The
sounds of a marching army move closer
and closer. The women and children in
the caves hear the sounds overhead and
are frightened. Mothers draw their children
close and try to sooth crying babies.
The men and Elves look out into the
darkness, lit by the thousands of torches
carried by the huge advancing Uruk-hai
army and the light bouncing off their
armour. With a row of Elf archers, Gimli
is standing beside Legolas behind a
wall, only the top of his helmet visible.]
[Grumbling and straining to look above
the wall.] You could have picked a better
[Legolas smirks. Aragorn approaches
and stands beside them]
Well lad, whatever luck you live by,
let’s hope it lasts the night.
[Thunder sounds and lightning flashes,
revealing the sea of approaching Uruk-hai.]
Your friends are with you, Aragorn.
Let’s hope they last the night.
[The marching and thumping grows louder
and louder. Lightning flashes and it
begins to rain. While the Uruk-hai army
continues to march at the fortress,
an Uruk-hai leader steps on a rock outcrop.]
[Aragorn is giving commands to the Elf
A Eruchîn, ú-dano i faelas a hyn an
uben tanatha le faelas! (Show them no
mercy! For you shall receive none!)
[The Uruk-hai leader raises his swords
and commands his army to stop with a
terrifying animalic cry. The Uruks stop
and growl in anticipation of the upcoming
battle and slaughter]
[Jumping and straining to see] What’s
happening out there?
Shall I describe it to you? [Looks at
Gimli with a grin] Or would you like
me to find you a box?
[Laughs good-naturedly] Hehehehe!!
[The Uruk Leader cries out once, encouraging
the Uruk-hai to start roaring and thumping
their spears furiously.The women and
children in the caves huddle together
in fear. Suddenly, Aldor, the old man
next to Haleth, loses his grip and releases
his arrow prematurely, shooting an Uruk-hai
in the neck.]
[The Uruk-hai army stop their roaring
and thumping. With a hollow groan, the
Uruk that was shot collapsed to the
ground. The other Uruk-hai bare their
teeth and roar with anger. With a cry,
the Uruk-hai leader thrusts his weapon
in the air and the Uruk-hai army starts
So it begins.
Tangado halad! (Prepare to fire!)
[The Elves notch their arrow and aim.]
Faeg i-varv dîn na lanc a nu ranc. (Their
armor is weak at the neck and beneath
Leithio i philinn! (Release the arrows!)
[Arrows rain down on the Uruk-hai below,
Did they hit anything?
Give them a volley.
[to the men] Fire!
[More arrows are released. But the Uruk-hai
army keep advancing, with more replacing
[Impatiently] Send them to me! C’mon!
[The Uruk-hai start to load ladders
onto the walls, pushing them up with
their long spears.]
[The Elves draw their blades in preparation
for combat. The first ladders are almost
reaching the walls with big nasty Uruk
Berserkers on top of them.]
[Close combat begins as the Uruk-hai
climb over the wall.]
Legolas, two already! [Holding up two
I’m on seventeen!
[Outraged] Argh! I’ll have no pointy-ear
outscoring me! [He turns to a Uruk just
climbing over the wall, whacking it
in the groin with his axe and killing
it as it falls.]
[Fires two arrows] Nineteen!
[The Ent Moot is still in progress.
The Ents sway a little as they continue
to deliberate. Merry and Pippin are
sitting a distance away. Suddenly, Treebeard
nods and turns to the hobbits.]
We have just agreed. [Long pause with
his eyes closed.]
[Angles his head in query] Yes?
I have told your names to the Ent moot
and we have agreed – you are not Orcs.
Well, that’s good news.
[impatiently] And what about Saruman?
Have you come to a decision about HIM?
[Waving a hand] Now don’t be hasty,
Hasty? Our friends are out there! They
need our help! They cannot fight this
war on their own.
War, yes… It affects us all. But you
must understand, young hobbit. It takes
a loong time to say anything in ooold…
Entish. [Merry and Pippin roll their
eyes in disgruntlement.] And we never
say anything… unless it is worth taking
a looong… time to say.
[Gimli is standing on the wall between
two ladders, hacking away at Uruk-hai
as they come up]
Seventeen! Eighteen! Nineteen! Twenty!
[Camera pans over the Uruk-hai below
and turns to the Causeway. A group of
Uruk-hai is advancing on the Causeway
towards the gate in tortoise formation,
using their broad shields to block off
Na fennas! (Causeway!) [Directs the
Elf archers to aim at the Uruk-hai column.]
[The Elf archers release their arrows.
The Uruk-hai at the sides are shot and
fall down the Causeway. But the column
Is this it? Is this all you can conjure,
[At the bottom of the Deeping Wall,
two spiky bombs are lodge in the sluice
gate. The rest opens a path and an Uruk-hai
carrying a torch starts to run towards
the sluice gate. Aragorn spots the Uruk-hai.]
Togo hon dad, Legolas! (Bring him down,
Legolas!) [Legolas shoots the Uruk-hai
in the shoulder but the latter keeps
going] Dago hon! Dago hon! (Kill him!
[Legolas shoots the Uruk again. It stumbles
and then throws it self and the torch
at the bombs. An enormous explosion
is set off, blowing away a large part
of the wall. Rock, debris and bodies
are thrown up. Aragorn is also thrown
back by the force of the explosion and
on the ground, knocked out. Théoden
looks on in shock as the Uruk-hai streams
in past the Deeping Walls.]
Brace the Gate! Hold them! Stand firm!
[Gimli sees the Uruk-hai charging in
with Aragorn in their path. With a cry,
he jumps down from the wall and lands
on the Uruk-hai army, taking them out
as he stands.]
[He is soon overpowered. Aragorn gets
up and sees Gimli falling.]
Gimli! [He yells to the Elves behind
him] Hado i philinn! (Hurl the arrows!)
[The arrows take out the first group
of Uruk-hai coming through the hole
in the wall.]
[Aragorn leads the Elves in a charge
towards the Uruk-hai streaming in. He
rushes to Gimli’s side and picks him
up. At the top of the battlements, Legolas
grabs a shield and sends it sliding
across the ground. He then hops onto
it and surfs down the steps, releasing
three arrows as he goes, and kicking
the shield to stab an Uruk-hai as he
lands at the bottom.]
[At the Ent Moot]
The Ents cannot hold back this storm.
We must weather such things as we have
How can that be your decision?!
This is not our war.
But you're part of this world! Aren’t
you?! [The Ents look at one another,
taken back] You must help, please! You
must do something!
You are young and brave, Master Merry.
But your part in this tale is over.
Go back to your home.
[Merry is putting on his jacket. Pippin
approaches him slowly]
Maybe Treebeard’s right. We don’t belong
here, Merry. It's too big for us. What
can we do in the end? We've got the
Shire. Maybe we should go home.
[Looking into the distance.] The fires
of Isengard will spread. And the woods
of Tuckborough and Buckland will burn.
And all that was once green and good
in this world will be gone. [Turns to
Pippin and puts a hand on his shoulder]
There won't be a Shire, Pippin.
[Pippin looks after Merry as he walks
Aragorn! Fall back to the Keep! Get
your men out of there!
Na Barad! Na Baraad! Haldir, na Barad!
(To the Keep! Pull back to the Keep!
Haldir, to the Keep!)
[Haldir nods and turns back. Gimli is
being carried away, kicking and struggling
as he goes]
[Protesting] What are you doing? Argh!
What are you stopping for!
[HALDIR HACKS AT A FEW URUK AS HE TURNS TOWARDS
THE GATE. SUDDENLY, HE IS STABBED IN HIS ARM.]
With a grimace, he kills the Uruk-hai
and looks down as his wound in seeming
disbelief. An Uruk-hai comes up from
behind him unnoticed and slices him
on the neck. As Haldir goes down, he
looks around him and sees his kin fallen
among dead Uruk-hai.]
[Sees Haldir falling] HALDIR!! [He runs
up the steps to Haldir’s side and catches
him and he collapses. Haldir's head
rolls back, his eyes empty and unseeing.
Aragorn bows his head in grief. Then
with a cry, he jumps onto a ladder and
swings down to the ground, killing as
Brace the gate!
[Drawing his sword] To the gate! Draw
[Théoden and his commanders come to
the gate, which is under heavy attack.
The Uruk-hai are knocking down the gate
and hacking through the broken wood.
Théoden stabs at an Uruk-hai and receives
a lance in his shoulder, blocked by
his armour. Grimacing in pain, Théoden
continues to stab at the Uruk until
led away by Gamling.]
Make way! We cannot hold much longer.
[Runs up and stabs away at the Uruk-hai
through the broken gate] How long do
Brace the gate!
As long as you can give me!
Timbers! Brace the Gate!
[Aragorn and Gimli slip out a side exit
and stand on a ledge just to the side
of the main gate. Aragorn peeks over,
seeing the large band of Uruk-hai storming
Come on! We can take ‘em!
It’s a long way.
[Gimli takes a peek and then steps back.]
[Mumbles] Toss me.
I cannot jump the distance! You’ll have
to toss me!
[Aragorn nods slowly and then turns
to grab the Dwarf.]
Oh! [Gimli stays Aragorn’s hand] Don’t
tell the Elf.
Not a word.
[He tosses Gimli to the head of the
Causeway and then leaps over.]
[Making quick work of killing the Uruk-hai]
[On the other side of the gate]
Shore up the door!
Follow me to the barricade.
Watch our backs!
Throw another one over here!
[Men are bracing the gate with wood
and nails. Aragorn and Gimli continue
to fight off the Uruk-hai just outside.
Meanwhile the Uruk-hai load and fires
enormous hooks over the battlements.
Hundred of Uruk-hai climb onto super-ladders
as they are pulled up towards the walls,
the super-ladders locking onto the edge
of the battlements with their steel
grips. Legolas takes aim as another
super-ladder is being pulled up and
shoots away one of the ropes. The ladder
falls back onto the Uruk-hai army.]
Hold fast the gate!]
[Through a crack in the gate] Gimli!
Aragorn! Get out of there!
[Legolas calls to them from the top
of the battlements]
Aragorn! [He throws them a rope]
[Aragorn grabs Gimli in one hand and
the rope with the other as they are
pulled up the wall. Just then the Uruk-hai
load and fires enormous hooks over the
battlements. Hundred of Uruk-hai climb
onto super-ladders as they are pulled
up towards the walls, the super-ladders
locking onto the edge of the battlements
with their steel grips. Legolas takes
aim as another super-ladder is being
pulled up and shoots away one of the
ropes. The ladder falls back onto the
Pull everybody back! Pull them back!
Fall back! Fall back!
They’ve broken through! The castle is
Hurry! Inside! Get them inside!
Into the Keep!
[They all run towards the keep, Legolas
firing two arrows into the Uruk-hai
army as he goes.]
[Treebeard is walking through the forest,
carrying Merry and Pippin. The hobbits
I will leave you at the western borders
of the forest. You can make your way
north to your homeland from there.
[Pippin suddenly looks up with a gleam
in his eyes.]
Wait! Stop! Stop! [Treebeard comes to
a stop.] Turn around. Turn around. Take
South? But that will lead you past Isengard.
Yes. Exactly. If we go south we can
slip past Saruman unnoticed. The closer
we are to danger, the farther we are
from harm. It’s the last thing he’ll
Mmmm. That doesn’t make sense to me.
But then, you are very small. Perhaps
you’re right. South it is then. Hold
on, little Shirelings. I always like
going south. Somehow it feels like going
Are you mad? We’ll be caught!
No we won’t. Not this time.
[Faramir and company draws close to
Look! Osgiliath burns!
Mordor has come.
[With tears in his eyes] The Ring will
not save Gondor. It has only the power
to destroy. Please, let me go.
[Faramir hesitates for a moment.]
Hurry. [He presses them on]
Faramir, you must let me go!
[Frodo and Sam are pushed on towards
[Treebeard, Merry and Pippin come to
the southern edge of the forest.]
And a little family of field mice that
climb up sometimes and they tickle me
awfully. They’re always trying to get
somewhere where they – Oh!! [He sees
the desolated landscape of tree stumps
that used to be forested grounds] Many
of these trees were my friends. Creatures
I had known from nut and acorn.
I’m sorry, Treebeard.
[With tears in his eyes] They had voices
of their own. [His gaze turns to the
treeless Isengard and its smoking caverns]
Saruman! A wizard should know better!
[He lets out a ferocious roar that echoes
through the forest]
There is no curse in Elvish, Entish
or the tongues of men for this treachery.
My business is with Isengard tonight.
With rock and stone!
[Merry and Pippin turn around as they
hear rumbles from the forest. They see
many Ents emerging and marching towards
Hoorarooom... Come my friends. The Ents
are going to war. It is likely that
we go to our doom. Last march of the
[Osgiliath is still under siege as Faramir
and company arrives, dodging arrows
and falling rocks.]
Faramir, Orcs have taken the eastern
shore. Their numbers are too great.
By nightfall we’ll be overrun.
[Frodo suddenly seems stricken]
It’s calling to him, Sam. His eye is
almost on me.
Hold on, Mr. Frodo… You'll be alright...
[Frodo sees that Sam is speaking to
him but he hears nothing. His senses
Take them to my father. Tell him Faramir
sends a mighty gift. A weapon that will
change our fortunes in this war.
[Sam breaks away as they are being led
Do you want to know what happened to
Boromir? You want to know why your brother
died? He tried to take the Ring from
Frodo! After swearing an oath to protect
him, he tried to kill him! The Ring
drove your brother mad!
[A boulder crashes into a tower overhead
and shatters it. Suddenly, Frodo’s eyes
roll up and he stares at Faramir strangely.]
[In a faraway voice] They’re here. They’ve
[Looking up] NAZGÛL!! [He grabs the
hobbits and thrusts them into a corner.]
Stay here. Keep out of sight. [To his
men] Take cover!
[Banners of the White Hand are flying
from the battlements of Helm’s Deep.
The Hornburg is overrun with Uruk-hai.
Théoden and company are in the hall
of the keep.]
The fortress is taken. It is over.
[Carrying a table with Legolas to shore
up the door of the hall] You said this
fortress would never fall while your
men defend it! They still defend it!
They have died defending it!
[In the Glittering Caves, the women
and children cry in fear as they hear
the battering ram banging on the door.]
They are breaking in!
Is there no other way for the women
and children to get out of the caves?
[There is no answer.] Is there no other
There is one passage. It leads into
the mountains. But they will not get
far. The Uruk-hai are too many.
Send word for the women and children
to make for the mountain pass. And barricade
So much death. What can men do against
such reckless hate?
[Pause] Ride out with me. Ride out and
[A light of determination shines in
his eyes] For death and glory.
For Rohan. For your people.
The sun is rising.
[Aragorn looks up at a window to see
faint light streaming through. He recalls
Look to my coming at first light on
the fifth day. At dawn, look to the
Yes. Yes! The horn of Helm Hammerhand
shall sound in the deep one last time!
Yes! [Gimli runs up the steps to the
horn of Helm Hammerhand]
Let this be the hour when we draw swords
together. Fell deeds awake. Now for
wrath! Now for ruin! And a red dawn!
[He mounts his horse and puts on his
helmet. The sound of the horn rumbles
through Helm's Deep as Gimli blows with
[Théoden leads the charge out of the
keep into the Hornburg, slashing away
at the Uruk-hai as they go. Without
pause, they storm out of the gate and
down the Causeway, right into the column
of waiting Uruk-hai. In the midst of
battle, Aragorn looks east and sees
a white rider against the rising sun]
Théoden king stands alone.
[Coming up from behind] Not alone. [He
raises a hand] Rohirrim!!
[Riders move up behind Éomer.]
[Looking to the east] Éomer!
To the king!
[The Rohirrim and the White Rider charge
down the slope. Half the Uruk-hai army
turns to face the challenge, bearing
their spears down towards the riders.
As the riders draw closer, the sun rises
behind them, momentarily blinding the
Uruk-hai who raise the hands (and spears)
to shield their eyes. The riders crash
right into the Uruk-hai and engage them
[The Ents are stomping over Isengard,
swinging their huge limbs, throwing
and stamping on Orcs and rolling huge
boulders over the ground. An Ent is
pulled down with chains by some Orcs,
who immediately jump on and hacks away
at his wooden limbs. Saruman rushes
out onto the balcony of Orthanc and
stares at the pandemonium in incredulity.
Merry and Pippin also throws stones
at Orcs, their aims true.]
A hit. A fine hit!
[Two Ents rock a wooden structure and
push it over into the caverns below,
smashing against the rock. Some Orcs
fire flamed-tipped arrows at an Ent,
setting him on fire. Saruman continues
to look about from his balcony, helpless.
Some Ents are now breaking away at a
Break the dam! Release the river!
[The dam is broken and Saruman looks
up to see the river rushing down the
slope towards Isengard, washing away
Orcs and wooden structures in its path.
Pippin, hold on! [The hobbits tighten
their hold on top of Treebeard]
Hold on, little hobbits!
[Treebeard braces himself against the
flood. As the water rushes over Isengard,
an Ent rushes in and thrusts his burning
body into the water. The water rushes
into the caverns, washing away the bridges,
mechanisms and structures within.]
[Frodo walks slowly away from the safe
corner. Gondorian Rangers are still
running about, defending their stations.]
What are you doing? Where are you going?!
Frodo walks up some stairs and stands
on a bridge. A Nazgûl on a Fell beast
emerges in front of him. Frodo stares
at the Nazgûl, fixated. Feeling the
call of the Ring, he holds it up. Faramir
watches the unfolding tableau from below.
As Frodo moves to put the Ring on his
finger and the Nazgûl flies closer and
closer, Sam runs up and knocks Frodo
over. Faramir releases an arrow and
shoots the Fell Beast. Frodo and Sam
roll down the stairs. As they come to
a stop at the bottom, Frodo holds Sam
in a death grip, yells and points Sting
at his throat, his eyes livid with madness
and anger that someone would try to
take the Ring away.]
[With tears running down his face] It’s
me. It’s your Sam. Don’t you know your
[The madness fades and recognition returns
to Frodo’s eyes. He realises what he
nearly did and is overcome. Stumbling
backwards, he collapses against a wall
and Sting falls to the ground with a
clang. Sam gets up slowly.]
[Slowly and with despair] I can’t do
[Getting up slowly] I know. It’s all
wrong. By rights we shouldn’t even be
here. But we are. [He stands and leans
against a wall, looking out into the
distance.] It’s like in the great stories,
Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered.
Full of darkness and danger they were.
And sometimes you didn’t want to know
the end. Because how could the end be
happy? [Images of the riders winning
the battle against the Uruk-hai at Helm’s
Deep] How could the world go back to
the way it was when so much bad had
Victory! We have victory! [He raises
his sword with a victorious cry]
But in the end, it’s only a passing
thing, this shadow. [The women and children
welcome the men as they return. Éowyn
runs up to Aragorn and embraces him,
crying tears of relief.] Even darkness
must pass. A new day will come. [Isengard
is flooded. Merry and Pippin looks on
from their perch on Treebeard. On the
balcony, Saruman stumbles back into
his chamber] And when the sun shines
it will shine out the clearer. Those
were the stories that stayed with you.
That meant something, even if you were
too small to understand why. But I think,
Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now.
Folk in those stories had lots of chances
of turning back only they didn’t. They
kept going because they were holding
on to something.
What are we holding on to, Sam?
There’s some good in this world, Mr.
Frodo. And it’s worth fighting for.
[Standing in a corner, even Gollum seems
moved. Faramir walks over and comes
to kneel in front of Frodo]
I think at last we understand one another,
You know the laws of our country, the
laws of your father. If you let them
go, your life will be forfeit.
Then it is forfeit. Release them.
[Sam shakes the ranger’s hand from his
shoulder. Frodo looks up at Faramir
with gladness. Over in the realm of
Rohan, Gandalf, Théoden and company
ride to the top of a slope, looking
towards the Mountain of Fire in the
Sauron’s wrath will be terrible, his
retribution swift. The battle for Helm’s
Deep is over. The battle for Middle-earth
is about to begin. All our hopes now
lie with two little hobbits. Somewhere
in the wilderness.
[Frodo and Sam are walking through the
woods, away from Osgiliath.]
I wonder if we’ll ever be put into songs
I wonder if people will ever say, ‘let’s
hear about Frodo and the Ring.’ And
they’ll say ‘yes, that’s one of my favorite
stories. Frodo was really courageous,
wasn’t he, dad.’ ‘Yes, my boy, the most
famousest of hobbits. And that’s saying
Huh, you left out one of the chief characters
– Samwise the Brave. I want to hear
more about Sam.
[Frodo turns to look at Sam.]
Frodo wouldn’t have got far without
Now Mr. Frodo, you shouldn’t make fun.
I was being serious.
[smiling] So was I. [He turns to walk
[Dreamily] Samwise the Brave. [He gives
his backpack a heave and follows Frodo]
[Gollum is crouching a short distance
We’re not gonna wait for you. Come on!
Master... Master looks after us. Master
wouldn’t hurt us.
Master broke his promise.
Don’t ask Sméagol. Poor, poor Sméagol.
Master betrayed us! Wicked, tricksy,
false. We ought to wring his filthy
little neck. [Twists the branch of a
tree] Kill him! Kill him! Kill them
both. And then we take the precious
and we be the master.
[Scuttles and hides behind a tree] The
fat hobbit, he knows. Eyes always watching.
Then we stabs them out. Put out his
eyeses. And make HIM crawl.
[Bites on his finger and nods eagerly]
Yes! Yes! Yes!
Kill them both.
Yes! No no! [Backs away against a tree]
It’s too risky, it’s too risky.
[He looks in the direction of the hobbits]
Where’s he gone? Hey Gollum, where are
[Softly and sinisterly] We could let
HER do it.
Yes. She could do it.
Yes, precious she could. And then we
takes it once they’re dead.
Once they’re dead…
Shh… [He pops out from hiding in front
of the hobbits.]
Come on, hobbits. Long ways to go yet.
Sméagol will show you the way.
[He turns to walk on, with Frodo and
Sam following behind.]
[ Camera pans up over the forest and
Ephel Dúath to reveal the desolation
of Mordor. To the left of the frame
is the glowing Eye of Sauron atop Barad-dûr,
and to the right of the frame is the
fiery Mount Doom. Three Fell Beasts
circle the dark skies. Lightning flashes
as the scene fades to black.]