THE LORD OF THE RINGS: THE RETURN OF THE KING [2003]

The Eye Of The Enemy Is Moving 

They cursed us.

"Murderer" they called us.

They cursed us and drove us away.

And we wept, precious, we wept to be so alone.

And we only wish to catch a fish.

And we forgot the taste of bread, the sound of trees, the softness of the wind.

We even forgot our own name.

~Gollum

Aragorn: Everyday, Frodo moves closer to Mordor.

Gandalf: Do we know that?

Aragorn: What does your heart tell you?

Gandalf: That Frodo is alive. Yes, he's alive.

Gandalf: He will raze Minas Tirith to the ground before he sees a king return to The Throne of Men.

If he beacons of Gondor are lit, Rohan must be ready for war.

Theoden: Tell me, why should we ride to the aid of those who did not come to ours?

What do we owe Gondor?

 Merry: He's always followed me, everywhere I went, since before we were twins.

I would get him into the worst sort of trouble, but I always there to get him out.

Now he's gone. Just like Frodo and Sam.

Aragorn: One thing I have learned about Hobbits, they're a most hardy folk.

Arwen: Tell me what have you seen.

You have the gift of foresight, what did you see?

Elrond: I looked into your future and I saw death.

Arwen: But there is also life. You saw there was a child. You saw my son.

Elrond: That future is almost gone.

Arwen: But it is not lost.

Elrond: Nothing is certain.

Arwen: Some things are certain.

If I leave him now, I will regret it forever.

It is time.

Gandalf: The White Tree of Gondor. The Tree of The King.

Lord Denethor, however, is not king. He is a steward only, a caretaker of the throne.

Now listen carefully. 

Lord Denethor is Boromir's father. 
To give him news of his beloved son's death would be most unwise.

[Pippin nods]

And do not mention Frodo or the ring.

[Pippin nods]

And say nothing of Aragorn either.

In fact, it's better if you don't speak at all, Peregrin Took.

[Pippin nods]

Gandalf: War is coming. The enemy is on your doorstep.

As steward, you are charged with the defense of this city.

Where are Gondor's armies?

You still have friends. You are not alone in this fight.

Send word to Theodon of Rohan. Light the beacons.

Denethor: You think you are wise, Mithrandir.

Yet for all your subtleties, you have not wisdom.

Do you think the eyes of The White Tower are blind?

I have seen more than you know.

With your left hand you would use me as a shield against Mordor.

And with your right you'd seek to supplant me.

I know who rides with Theodon of Rohan.

Oh, yes. Word has reached my ears of this Aragorn, son of Arathorn.

And I tell you now, I will not bow to this ranger from the north, last of a ragged house long bereft of lordship.

Gandalf: Authority is not given to you to deny the return of the king, steward.

Denethor: The rule of Gondor is mine and no other's!

I don't want to be in a battle.

But waiting on the edge of one I can't escape is even worse.

~Peregrin Took

Gandalf: Your father's will has turned to madness. Do not throw away your life so rashly.

Faramir: Where does my allegiance lie if not here?

This is The City of The Men of Numenor.

I will gladly give my life to defend her beauty, her memory, her wisdom.

Gandalf: Your father loves you, Faramir. He will remember it before the end.

Home is behind

The world ahead

And there are many paths to thread

Through shadow, to the edge of night

Until the stars are all alight

Mist and shadow

Cloud and shade

All shall fade ... All shall fade

Legolas: The horses are restless and the men are quiet.

Eomer: They grow nervous in the shadow of the mountain.

Gimli: That road there, where does that lead?

Legolas: It is the road to the Dimholt, the door under the mountain.

Eomer: None who venture there ever return. That mountain is evil.

Eomer: You should not encourage him.

Eowyn: You should not doubt him.

Eomer: I do not doubt his heart, only the reach of his arm.

Eowyn: Why should Merry be left behind? He has as much cause to go to war as you.

Why can he not fight for those he loves?

Eomer: You know as little of war as that Hobbit.

When the fear takes him, and the blood and the screams and the horror of battle take hold,

do you think he would stand and fight?

He would flee.

And he would be right to do so.

War is the province of men, Eowyn.

Elrond: I come on behalf of one whom I love.

Arwen is dying.

She will not long survive the evil that now spreads from Mordor.

The Light of The Evenstar is failing.

As Sauron's power grows, her strength wanes.

Arwen's life is now tied to the fate of the ring.

The shadow is upon us, Aragorn. The end has come.

Aragorn: It will not be our end, but his.

Elrond: You ride to war, but not to victory.

Sauron's armies march on Minas Tirith, this you know.

But in secret he sends another force which will attack from the river.

A fleet of Corsair ships sails from the south.

They'll be in the city in 2 days.

You're outnumbered, Aragorn. You need more men.

Aragorn: There are none.

Elrond: There are those who dwell in the mountain.

Aragorn: Murderers, traitors. You would call upon them to fight? 

They believe in nothing. They answer to no one.

Elrond: They will answer to The King of Gondor.

[show him the sword]

Elendil, The Flame of The West, forged from the shards of Narsil.

Aragorn: Sauron will not have forgotten The Sword of Elendil.

The blade that was broken shall return to Minas Tirith.

Elrond: The man who can wield the power of this sword

can summon to him an army more deadly than any that walks this earth.

Put aside the ranger. Become who you were born to be.

Take the Dimholt road.

I give hope to men.

Aragorn: I keep none for myself.

Aragorn: Why have you come?

Eowyn: Do you not know?

Aragorn: It is but a shadow and a thought that you love.

I cannot give you what you seek.

I have wished you joy since first I saw you.

Long ago, The Men of The Mountains swore an oath to the last king of Gondor,

to come to his aid, to fight.

But when the time came, when Gondor's need was dire, they fled,

vanishing into the darkness of the mountain.

And so Ilsidur cursed them, never to rest until they had fulfilled their pledge.

~Legolas

Who shall call them from the grey twilight?

The forgotten people.

The heir of him to whom the oath they swore.

From the north shall he come.

Need shall drive him.

He shall pass the door to The Paths of The Dead.

~Legolas

King of the Dead: The way is shut.

It was made by those who are dead. And the dead keep it.

The way is shut. Now you must die.

[Legolas shoot him by his arrow, but he missed it since he shoot a ghost]

Aragorn: I summon you to fulfill your oath.

King of the Dead: None but the king of Gondor may command me.

[The King of the Dead sworn his sword to Aragorn, but he can fend it by Elendil]

That line was broken.

Aragorn, grab The King of the Dead neck: It has been remade.

Fight for us and regain your honor.

What say you?

What say you?

Gimli: You waste your time, Aragorn. 
They had no honor in life, they have none now in death.

Aragorn: I am Isildur's heir.

Fight for me and I will hold your oaths fulfilled.

What say you?

[The King of Dead laugh]

You have my word!

Fight, and I will release you from this living death!

What say you?!

We fight.

~The King of The Dead

This task was appointed to you, Frodo of The Shire.

If you do not find a way, no one will.

~Galadriel

My Lady, you are fair and brave, and have much to live for, and many who love you.

I know it is too late to turn aside.

I know there is not much point now in hoping.

If I were a knight of Rohan, capable of great deeds, but I'm not, I'm a Hobbit.

And I know I can't save middle-earth.

I just want to help my friends.

Frodo.

Sam. 

Pippin.

More than anything, I wish I could see them again.

~Merry

Mr. Frodo, wake up.

Don't leave me here alone.

Don't go where I can't follow.

~Samwise Gamgee

Pippin: I didn't think it would end this way.

Gandalf: End? No, the journey doesn't end here.

Death is just another path, one that we all must take.

Witch King: You fool. No man can kill me. Die now.

[Merry stabs his feet]

Eowyn, take off her helmet: I am no man.

I see in your eyes, the same fear that would take the heart of me.
A day may come when the courage of men fails,
when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship.
But it is not this day.
An hour of wolves and shattered shields when the age of men comes crashing down.
But it is not this day.
This day we fight!
By all that you hold dear on this good earth, I bid you stand, Men Of The West!
~Aragorn

Frodo: I can't recall the taste of food, nor the sound of water, nor the touch of grass.
I'm naked in the dark.
There's nothing. No veil between me and the wheel of fire.
I can see him, with my waking eyes.
Sam: Then let us be rid of it, once and for all.
Come on, Mr. Frodo.
I can't carry it for you, but I can carry you.

[to The Hobbits]
My friends, you bow to no one.
~Aragorn, kneel before them

Farewell, my brave Hobbits.
My work is now finished.
Here at last, on the shores of the sea, comes the end of our fellowship.
I will not say, 'do not weep', for not all tears are an evil.
~Gandalf


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THE LORD OF THE RINGS: THE TWO TOWERS [2002]

The Battle For Middle-Earth Begins!

The world is changing.
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?
Together, my Lord Sauron, we shall rule this middle-earth.
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.
~Saruman

Treebeard: Little Orc...
Pippin: It's talking, Merry, the tree is talking.
Treebeard: Tree? I am no tree!
I am an Ent!
 Merry: A tree herder, a shepherd of the forest.
Pippin: Don't talk to it, Merry, don't encourage it!
Treebeard: Treebeard, some call me.
Pippin: And whose side are you on?
Treebeard: Side?
I am nobody's side, because nobody's on my side, little orc.
Nobody cares for the woods anymore.

Frodo: Who are you?
Gollum: Mustn't ask. Not its business.
Gollum, Gollum.
Frodo: Gandalf told me you were one of the river-folk.
Gollum: Cold be heart and hand and bone.
Cold be travelers far from home.
Frodo: He said your life was a sad story.
Gollum: They do not see what lies ahead.
When sun has failed and moon is dead.
Frodo: You were not so very different from a hobbit once, were you?
Smeagol...
Gollum: What did you call me?
Frodo: That was your name once, wasn't it? A long time ago.
Gollum: My name... my name... Smeagol

Legolas: The trees are speaking to each other.
Aragorn, to Gimli: Gimli, lower your axe.
Legolas: They have feelings, my firend.
The elves began it.
Waking up the trees, teaching them to speak.
Gimli: Talking trees.
What do trees have to talk about?
Except the consistency of squirrel droppings.

King Theoden: I know what it is you want from me, but I will not bring further death to my people.
I will not risk open war.
Aragorn: Open war is upon you, whether you would risk it or not.

Aragorn: You have some skill with a blade.
Eowyn: Women of this country learned long ago; those without swords can still die upon them.
I fear neither death nor pain.
Aragorn: What do you fear, my lady?
Eowyn: A cage.
To stay behind bars until use and old cage accept them.
And all chance of valor has gone beyond recall or desire.
Aragorn: You're a daughter of a king, a shieldmaiden of Rohan.
I do not think that would be your fate.

Gollum: We wants it. We needs it. Must have the precious. 
They stole it from us, sneaky little hobbitses. Wicked, tricksy, false.
Smeagol: No... not master.
Gollum: Yes, precious. False.
They will cheat you, hurt you, lie!
Smeagol: Master's my friend.
Gollum: You don't have any friends. Nobody likes you.
Smeagol: Not listening. I'm not listening.
Gollum: You're a liar and a thief.
Murderer.
Smeagol: Go away.
Gollum: Go away? [chuckles]
Smeagol: I hate you. I hate you.
Gollum: Where would've you be without me?
Gollum, Gollum. I saved us!
It was me. We survived because of me.
Smeagol: Not anymore.
Gollum: What did you say?
Smeagol: Master looks after us now. We don't need you.
Gollum: What?
Smeagol: Leave now, and never come back!
Gollum: No!
Smeagol: Leave now, and never come back!
 [Gollum growl]
Smeagol: Leave now, and never come back!
[silent]
Smeagol: We told him to go away, and away he goes, precious.
Gone gone gone... Smeagol is free...

Eowyn: Uncle told me a strange things.
He said that you rode to war with Thengel, my grandfather.
But he must be mistaken.
Aragorn: King Theoden has a good memory.
He was only a small child at the time.
Eowyn: Then you must be at least 60.
[Aragorn got embarrassed] 70? But you cannot be 80!
Aragorn: 87.
Eowyn: You are one of the Dunedain, a descendant of Numenor, blessed with long life.
 It was said that you race had passed into legend.

 Arwen: Is it how you would take your leave?
Did you think you could slip away at first light, unnoticed?
Aragorn: I will not be coming back.
Arwen: You underestimate your skill in battle.
You will come back.
Aragorn: It is not of death in battle that I speak.
Arwen: What do you speak of?
Aragorn: You have a chance for another life, away from war, grief, despair.
Arwen: Why are you saying this?
Aragorn: I am mortal. You are elf-kind.
It was a dream, Arwen. Nothing more.

 Legolas: Look at them, they're frightened.
I can see it in their eyes... and they should be.
300 hundreds, against 10,000!
Aragorn: They have more hope of defending themselves here than at Edoras...
Legolas: Aragorn, they cannot win this fight.
They are all going to die!
Aragorn: Then I shall die as one of them!

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?
~King Theoden

I bring word from Elrond of Rivendell.
An alliance once existed between Elves and Men.
Long ago we fought and died together.
We come to honor that allegiance.
We are proud to fight alongside Men once more.
~Haldir

Gimli: Well, lad, whatever luck you live by, let's hope it lasts the night.
Legolas: Your friends are with you, Aragorn.
Gimli: Let's hope they last the night.

Gimli: What's happening out there?
Legolas: Shall I describe it to you?
Or would you like me to find you a box?

Pippin: 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.
Merry: The fires of Isengard will spread,
anf the woods of Tuckborough and Buckland will burn.
And all that was once green and good in this world will be gone.
There won't be a Shire, Pippin.

Frodo: I can't do this, Sam.
Sam: I know. It's all wrong.
By rights, we shouldn't even be here.
But we are.
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?
How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened?
But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow.
 Even darkness must pass.
A new day will come.
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.
Frodo: What are we holding on to, Sam?
Sam: That there's some good in this world, Mr. Frodo.
And it's worth fighting for.

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THE LORD OF THE RINGS: THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE RING [2001]

Fate Has Chosen Him

A Fellowship Will Protect Him

Evil Will Hunt Them

It all began with the forging of the Great Rings. 

Three were given to the Elves; immortal, wisest and fairest of all beings. 

Seven, to the Dwarf Lords, great miners and craftsmen of the mountain halls. 

And nine, nine rings were gifted to the race of Men, who above all else desire power. 

For within these rings was bound the strength and the will to govern over each race. 

But they were all of them deceived, for another ring was made. 

In the land of Mordor, in the fires of Mount Doom, 

the Dark Lord Sauron forged in secret, a master ring, to control all others. 

 And into this ring he poured all his cruelty, his malice and his will to dominate all life. 

One ring to rule them all. 

One by one, the free peoples of Middle Earth fell to the power of the Ring. 

But there were some who resisted. 

A last alliance of men and elves marched against the armies of Mordor, 

and on the very slopes of Mount Doom, they fought for the freedom of Middle-Earth. 

Victory was near, but the power of the ring could not be undone. 

It was in this moment, when all hope had faded, 

that Isildur, son of the king, took up his father's sword. 

And Sauron, enemy of the free peoples of Middle-Earth, was defeated. 

The Ring passed to Isildur, who had this one chance to destroy evil forever, 

but the hearts of men are easily corrupted. 

And the ring of power has a will of its own. 

It betrayed Isildur, to his death. 

And some things that should not have been forgotten were lost. 

History became legend. Legend became myth. 

And for two and a half thousand years, the ring passed out of all knowledge. 

Until, when chance came, the ring ensnared a new bearer. 

The ring came to the creature Gollum, 

who took it deep into the tunnels under the Misty Mountains, and there it consumed him. 

The ring gave to Gollum unnatural long life. 

For five hundred years it poisoned his mind; and in the gloom of Gollum's cave, it waited. 

Darkness crept back into the forests of the world. 

Rumor grew of a shadow in the East, 

whispers of a nameless fear, and the Ring of Power perceived. 

Its time had now come. 

It abandoned Gollum. 

But then something happened that the Ring did not intend. 

It was picked up by the most unlikely creature imaginable. 

A hobbit, Bilbo Baggins, of the Shire. 

For the time will soon come when hobbits will shape the fortunes of all... 

Frodo: You're late.
Gandalf: A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins.
 Nor is he early.
He arrives precisely when he means to.

Frodo, handed Gandalf the ring: Take it, Gandalf, take it!

 Gandalf: You must take it!

Gandalf: You cannot offer me this ring!

 Frodo: I'm giving it to you!

Gandalf: Don't tempt me, Frodo!

I dare not take it, not even to keep it safe.

Understand, Frodo, I would use this ring from a desire to do good.

But through me, it would wield a power too great and terrible to imagine.

Frodo: What are they?

Aragorn: They were once men, great kings of men.

 Then Sauron The Deceiver gave to them 9 rings of power.

Blinded by their greed, they took them without question.

One by one, falling into darkness.

Now they are slaves to his will.

They are The Nazgul, Ringwraiths.

Neither living nor dead.

I miss The Shire.

I spent all my childhood pretending I was off somewhere else.

Off with you, on one of your adventures.

But my own adventure turned out to be quite different.

~Frodo Baggins

Elrond: Gandalf, the ring cannot stay here.

This peril belongs to all Middle-earth.

They must decide now how to end it.

The time of the elves is over.

My people are leaving these shores.

Who will you look to when we've gone? The dwarves?

They hide in mountains seeking riches.

They care not for the troubles of others.

Gandalf: It is in men that we must place our hope.

Elrond: Men? Men are weak.

The race of men is failing.

The blood of Numenor is all but spent, its pride and dignity forgotten.

It is because of men the ring survives.

Frodo: I will take it. 

I will take the ring to Mordor.

Though... I do not know the way.

Gandalf: I will help you bear this burden, Frodo Baggins, as long as it yours to bear.

Aragorn: If by my life or death I can protect you, I will.

You have my sword.

Legolas: And you have my bow.

Gimli: And my ax.

Boromir: You carry the fates of us all, little one.

If this is indeed the will of the Council, then Gondor will see it done.

Sam: Mr. Frodo's not going anywhere without me.

Elrond: No indeed it is hardly possible to separate you 

even when he is summoned to a secret council and you are not.

Merry: Oy, we're coming too!

You'll have to send us home tied up in a sack to stop us.

Pippin: Anyway, you need people of intelligence on this sort of... mission...

quest... thing...

Merry: Well, that rules you out, Pip.

Elrond: 9 companions.

So be it.

You shall be The Fellowship of the Ring.

Pippin: Great!

Where are we going?

Elrond: She wanted to protect her child.
She thought in Rivendell you would be safe.
In her heart, your mother knew you'd be hunted all your life,
that you'd never escape your fate.
 The skill of the elves can reforge the sword of kings, 
but only you have the power to wield it.
Aragorn: I do not want that power.
I have never wanted it.
Elrond: You are the last of that bloodline. 
There is no other.

Gandalf: You feel its power growing, don't you?
I've felt it too.
You must be careful now.
Evil will be drawn to you from outside the fellowship.
And, I fear, from within.
Frodo: Who then do I trust?
Gandalf: You must trust yourself. Trust your own strength.
Frodo: What do you mean?
Gandalf: There are many powers in this world for good or for evil.
Some are greater than I am.
And against some I have not yet been tested.

Gandalf: Smeagol's life is a sad story.
Yes, Smeagol he was once called, before the ring found him, before it drove him mad.
Frodo: It's a pity Bilbo didn't kill him when he had the chance.
Gandalf: Pity? It is pity that stayed Bilbo's hand.
Many that live deserve death.
Some that die deserve life.
Can you give it to them, Frodo?
Do not be too eager to deal out death and judgement.
Even the very wise cannot see all ends.
My heart tells me that Gollum has some part to play yet, for good or ill before this is over.
The pity of Bilbo may rule the fate of many.
Frodo: I wish the ring had never come to me.
I wish none of this had happened.
Gandalf: So do all who live to see such times.
But that is not for them to decide.
All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us.
There are other forces at work in this world, Frodo, besides the will of evil.
Bilbo was meant to find the ring.
In which case, you also were meant to have it.
And that is an encouraging thought.

 Frodo: I cannot do this alone.
Galadriel: You are a ring-bearer, Frodo.
To bear a ring of power, is to be alone.

Even the smallest person can change the course of the future.
~Galadriel

Saruman: Do you know how the orcs first came into being?
They were elves once.
Taken by the dark powers, tortured and mutilated.
A ruined and terrible form of life.
And now... perfected.
My fighting Uruk-hai, whom do you serve?
Uruk-hai: Saruman.

Boromir: I have failed you all.
Aragorn: No, Boromir, you fought bravely.
You have kept your honor.
Boromir: The world of men will fall and all will come to darkness, and my city to ruin.
Aragorn: I do not know what strength is in my blood, 
but I swear to you, I will not let the White City fall, nor our people fail.

I would have followed you, my brother.
My captain.
My king.
~Boromir


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