Most scenes together: Aragorn & Treebeard (14), Treebeard & Gimli (12), Gandalf the White & Pippin (12)
Now come the days of the King. May they be blessed.
This day does not belong to one man, but to all. Let us together rebuild this world that we may share in the days of peace. [sings in Quenya]
Et Eärello
Endorenna utúlien.
Sinome maruvan
ar Hildinyar
tenn' Ambar-metta.
("Out of the Great Sea to Middle-earth I come. In this place I will abide, and my heirs, unto the ending of the world.")
Of all the inquisitive Hobbits, Peregrin Took, you are the worst! Hurry! Hurry!
Why did you look? Why do you always have to look?!
I don't know. I couldn't help it.
You never can.
Look, I'm sorry, alright! I won't do it again!
Don't you understand? The Enemy thinks you have the Ring. He's going to be looking for you. They have to get you out of here.
And you? You're coming with me, right?
Three days' ride, as the Nazgul flies. And you better hope we don't have one of those on our tail.
Here. [hands Pippin a packed Longbottom leaf] Something for the road.
The last of the Longbottom Leaf.
I know you've run out. You smoke too much, Pip.
But we'll see each other soon? Won't we?
I don't know, Pip. I don't know what's going to happen.
Merry?
Run, Shadowfax. Show us the meaning of haste.
Merry! [Gandalf rides off with him atop Shadowfax]
He's always followed me everywhere I went, since before we were tweens. I would get him into the worst sort of trouble but I was always there to get him out. [sadly] Now, he's gone, just like Frodo and Sam.
Foolhardy, may be. He's a Took! [both he and Aragorn smile]
And just where do you think you're going?
Not this time. This time you must stay, Gimli.
Have you learned nothing of the stubbornness of dwarves?
You might as well face it. We're going with you, laddie.
I never thought I'd die fighting side-by-side with an elf.
What about side-by-side with a friend?
Aye, I could do that.
Master? Master carries heavy burden. Sméagol knows. Heavy, heavy burden. Fat one cannot know. Sméagol look after Master. [puts his hand on Frodo's head] He wants it. [as Sméagol] He needs it. Sméagol sees it in his eye. Very soon, he will ask you for it. You will see. [as Gollum] The fat one will take it from you.
[Frodo looks at Sam suspiciously]
The door won't give! It's too strong!
Get back there, and smash it down!
But nothing can breach it!
Grond will breach it. Bring up the Wolf's Head!
[The orcs proceed to bring out the battering ram Grond to destroy Minas Tirith's impregnable gate]
Form ranks, you maggots! Form ranks! Pikes in front, archers behind!
Eomer. Take your Èored down the left flank. Gamling, follow the King's banner down the center. Grimbold, take your company right, after you pass the wall. Forth, and fear no darkness! Arise! Arise, Riders of Theoden! Spears shall be shaken! Shields shall be splintered! A sword day...A red day...ERE THE SUN RISES!
Whatever happens, stay with me. I'll look after you.
Ride now! Ride now! Ride! Ride to ruin and the world's ending! DEATH!
DEATH! [the chant is repeated twice more]
FORTH, EORLINGAS! [To a chorus of horns, the Rohirrim charges]
The Age of Men is over. The time of the Orc has come.
King of the Dead Release us!
Bad idea! Very handy in a tight spot, these lads, despite the fact they're dead.
King of the Dead You gave us your word!
I hold your oaths fulfilled. Go. Be at peace.
King of the Dead Who enters my domain? [the King materialises]
One who will have your allegiance.
King of the Dead The Dead do not suffer the living to pass.
You will suffer me! [the King of the Dead laughs, which echoes round the cavern. The army of the dead emerge from the far side. Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli are surrounded.]
King of the Dead The way is shut. It was made by those who are dead. and we dead keep it. The way is shut. Now you must die! [Legolas fires an arrow. It passes through the King as if nothing was there.]
I summon you to fulfill your oath.
King of the Dead None but the King of Gondor may command me! [Aragorn raises Andúril, blocking the king's blow] That line was broken!
It has been remade! [pushes the king back] Fight for us, and regain your honour. [looks around at the army] What say you?
You're wasting your time, Aragorn. They had little honour in life, they have none now in death.
I am Isildur's heir. Fight, and I will Hold your oaths fulfilled. What say you!
You have my word! Fight, and I shall release you from this living death! What say you! [the army vanishes]
Stand, you traitors! [the cavern collapses - thousands of skulls fall on the heroes]
Out! [the three escape. They emerge to find the Corsair ships on the river. Aragorn kneels in despair. He hears a noise from behind, and turns around. The King of the Dead emerges from the wall.]
King of the Dead We fight!
The way is shut. It was made by those who are dead, and the dead keep it. The way is shut.
I do not fear death.
Well this is a thing unheard of! An Elf will go underground, whene a Dwarf dare not! Oh, I'd never hear the end of it!
[Gimli goes in] '
The stars are veiled. Something stirs in the East, a sleepless malice...The Eye of the Enemy is moving. [reacts with horror as he senses Pippin looking into the Palantir] He is here!
My Master, Sauron the Great, bids thee welcome. [he grins wildly] Is there any in this rout with authority to treat with me?
We do not come to treat with Sauron, faithless and accursed! Tell your master this. The armies of Mordor must disband. He is to depart these lands, never to return.
Aha! Old Greybeard. I have a token that I was bidden to show thee. [holds up Frodo's Mithril coat and throws it at Gandalf, who stares in horror]
Frodo... Frodo!
Silence.
No!
Silence!
The Halfling was dear to thee, I see. Know that he suffered greatly at the hands of his host. [he looks around, grinning] Who would have thought that one so small could endure so much pain? And he did, Gandalf. He did. Aha!
And who is this? Isildur's Heir? It takes more to make a king than a broken Elvish blade.
I guess that concludes negotiations.
I do not believe it! I will not!
I didn't think it would end this way.
End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path. One that we all must take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass... then you see it!
What? Gandalf? See what?
White shores... and beyond. A far green country, under a swift sunrise.
Well, that isn't so bad.
No. No, it isn't.
So I imagine this is just a ceremonial position. I mean, they don't expect me to do any fighting? Do they?
Your in the service of the Steward now, you'll have to do as your told, Peregrin Took! [to himself] Ridiculous hobbit...! [coughs] Guard of the Citadel...!
There's no more stars. Is it time?
Yes.
It's so quiet...
It's the deep breath before the plunge.
I don't want to be in a battle. But waiting on the edge of one I can't escape is even worse. Is there any hope, Gandalf? For Frodo and Sam?
There never was much hope. Just a fool's hope. [pauses and looks out at Mordor] Our enemy is ready, his full strength gathered. Not only orcs, but men as well. Legions of Haradrim from the south, mercenaries from the coast, all shall answer Mordor's call. This will be the end of Gondor as we know it. Here the hammer stroke will fall hardest. If the river is taken - if the garrison at Osgiliath falls - the last defense of this city will be gone.
But we have the White Wizard. That's got to count for something.
Sauron has yet to reveal his deadliest servant - the one who will lead Mordor's armies in war. The one they say no living man can kill. The Witch-king of Angmar. You've met him before. He stabbed Frodo on Weathertop. He is the Lord of the Nazgûl; the greatest of the Nine. Minas Morgul is his lair.
