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Screenplay by Peter Jackson, Fran Walsh and Philippa Boyens.
Based on "The Lord of The Rings" trilogy by J.R.R Tolkien.
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Accela, Aina, Bad burn, Bridget Chubb, Brionn Equus (Lochrann), Drusilia, Elf Lady, �owyn Unquendor, Feanari, Finafyr, Flourish, Galadriel, Heri, Julamb, JustinsIce(Mdjasrie), Kazren, Krystal, Lady�owynKenobi, Lady Evenstar, Legolas�Bow, Lithorose, Melody, Mormegil, Nilmandra, Padfoot, Penwiper, Pilgrim Grey, Primula Baggins, Randy Savage, Samwise the Brave, Sirius Black, Tethra, The Lidless Eye, Turnar, Xyla, Yaksha
Elvish dialogue from The Elvish Linguistic Fellowship.
[TITLE:THE LORD OF THE RINGS]
[Camera pans over the Misty Mountains as voices drift in from the background.]
You cannot pass!
Gandalf!
I am a servant of the Secret Fire, wielder of the Flame of Anor!
[Camera pans closer to the mountain side.]
Argh! Go back to the shadow. The Dark Fire will not avail you, Flame of Ud�n! [Camera zooms in through the mountain and focuses on Gandalf and the Balrog on the bridge of Khazad-d�m. 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 grip.]
Argh!
[Frodo rushes forward but Boromir restrains him.]
No! No!
Gandalf!
Fly, you fools!
[Gandalf loses his grip and falls into the chasm]
Noooooooooooooooo!!!!
[Gandalf loses his grip and falls into the chasm]
[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.]
Gandalf!
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 way.
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 bread.
[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 towards Mordor.]
Those rain clouds might.
[They continue trekking through difficult terrain, often huddling underneath their cloaks.]
[Looks around] This looks strangely familiar.
[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 smell it?
Yes. I can smell it. [Drops to a whisper] We�re not alone.
[NIGHTTIME 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 in pain.]
It burns! It burns us! It freezes! Nasty Elves twisted it. Take it off us!
Quiet you!
[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. *Gollum. Gollum.*
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 jerks strongly at the rope as Gollum tries to get away from him. He crashes onto the ground, choking.]
Sam!
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 his wake.]
[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.]
UGL�K What is it? What do you smell?
[sniffs the air] Man-flesh.
[quietly to himself] Aragorn!
UGL�K 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 grass.]
[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 his companions.]
[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 L�rien fall.
[stops and turns to Aragorn.] They may yet be alive.
Less than a day ahead of us. Come! [Runs off again]
[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 the horizon.]
Legolas, what do your Elf eyes see?
The Uruks turn northeast. They�re taking the hobbits to Isengard!
Saruman.
[The tower of Orthanc stands amidst the smoking caverns of Isengard. Saruman stands in his chamber, communicating with the Dark Lord through the Palant�r.]
The world is changing. [View changes to the tower of Barad-d�r, 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-d�r until the flaming Eye is in view.]
Together, my lord Sauron, we shall rule this Middle-earth.
[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 oppose us.
[Saruman stands in the midst of a gathering of Dunlanders.]
The horsemen took your land. They drove your people into the hills to scratch a living off rocks.
Murderers!
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 no more.
[A woman with her hand on a horse calls out to her children.]
�othain! �othain! 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 �othain must not ride Garulf, he is too big for him!
Listen to me. You must ride to Edoras and raise the alarm. Do you understand me?
�OTHAIN Yes, Ma!
[starts to cry] I don�t wanna leave! I don't wanna go, Mama!
Freda, I will find you there.
[A woman screams]
Quickly!
[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. �othain and Freda weep as they look back from a distance.]
Rohan, my lord, is ready to fall.
[A group of horsemen ride to Edoras. �omer is in the lead, carrying a gravely wounded Th�odred.]
[�owyn runs hastily up the stairs to the Golden Hall and enters a bedchamber. She runs to the bed.]
�OWYN Th�odred!
[Th�odred seems to hear her call but is unable to respond. He has a bloody gash on the side of his head. �omer nods to �owyn in the direction of Th�odred�s torso. �owyn draws back the covers and upon seeing Th�odred�s fatal wound, her lips tighten and eyes close. She looks up to catch �omer�s eye.]
[�omer and �owyn are speaking to Th�oden-king who sits motionless on his throne, wizened, and aged beyond his years.]
�OWYN Your son is badly wounded, my lord.
�OMER He was ambushed by Orcs. If we don�t defend our country, Saruman will take it by force.
GR�MA That is a lie! [Appears from the shadows.] Saruman the White has ever been our friend and ally.
TH�ODEN [mumbles feebly] Gr�ma� Gr�ma� [Gr�ma leans down close to the King.]My son...? Gr�ma...?
�OMER 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.]
GR�MA Why do you lay these troubles on an already troubled mind. Can you not see? Your uncle is wearied by your malcontent, your war-mongering.
�OMER War-mongering?
[�omer grabs Gr�ma and pins him against a pillar.]
�OMER How long is it since Saruman bought you? What was the promised price, Gr�ma? When all the men are dead you will take your share of the treasure?
[Gr�ma�s eyes flicks to right, watching �owyn as she walks by. �owyn stops to stare back for a moment before departing form the hall. �omer jerks Gr�ma again and clutches his hand around Gr�ma�s jaw.]
�OMER Too long have you watched my sister, too long have you haunted her steps.
[Gr�ma's eyes look to the left and relax as �omer is suddenly pulled off Gr�ma by his thugs.]
GR�MA You see much �omer, Son of �omund. Too much. [The thugs punch �omer n the stomach] You are banished forthwith from the kingdom of Rohan. Under pain of death!
�OMER [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! Ho!
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!
UGL�K Get a fire going!
[As the Orcs and Uruk-hai take their rest, Pippin crawls over towards Merry.]
Merry! Merry!
[opens his eyes] I think... we might have made a mistake leaving the Shire, Pippin.
[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 trees.
What?
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 come alive.
Alive?
Trees that could whisper. Talk to each other. Even move.
MA�HUR 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.
UGL�K They are not for eating!
GRISHN�KH What about their legs? They don't need those. Ooh� They look tasty!
UGL�K [Shoves at the Orcs] Get back, scum!