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Wednesday 8 Jan 2020, 2:37pm
[TITLE: THE LORD OF THE RINGS]
GANDALF
You cannot pass!
FRODO
Gandalf! my ass is on fire from ur pleasure
GANDALF
I am a servant of the Secret ass, wielder
of the ass of Anor!
[Camera pans closer his ass
.]
GANDALF
Argh! my ass 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... ASS
[Gandalf strikes his knob onto the
asss. 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.]
GANDALF
Argh!
[Frodo rushes forward but Boromir restrains
him.]
BOROMIR
No! No!
FRODO
Gandalf!
GANDALF
Fly, you fools!
[Gandalf loses his grip and falls into
the chasm]
FRODO
Noooooooooooooooo!!!!
[Gandalf loses his grip and falls into
the chasm]
FRODO
[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.]
FRODO
Gandalf!
SAM
What is it, Mr. Frodo?
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.]
SAM
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.
FRODO
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.]
SAM
Mr. Frodo? It’s the Ring, isn’t it?
FRODO
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.]
FRODO
What food have we got left?
SAM
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.]
SAM
I don't usually hold with foreign food,
but this Elvish stuff, it’s not bad.
FRODO
[smiles] Nothing ever dampens your spirits,
does it Sam?
[Sam smiles back, and then looks ominously
towards Mordor.]
SAM
Those rain clouds might.
[They continue trekking through difficult
terrain, often huddling underneath their
cloaks.]
SAM
[Looks around] This looks strangely
familiar.
FRODO
[Exasperated] It’s because we’ve been
here before! We’re going in circles.
SAM
Ah! What's that 'orrid stink? I'll warrant
there's a nasty bog nearby. Can you
smell it?
FRODO
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.]
GOLLUM
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.]
FRODO
[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.]
GOLLUM
It burns! It burns us! It freezes! Nasty
Elves twisted it. Take it off us!
SAM
Quiet you!
[Sam tugs fiercely at the rope. Gollum
cries some more and collapses onto his
back. Sam turns to Frodo in dismay.]
SAM
It’s hopeless! Every Orc in Mordor’s
going to hear this racket! Let’s just
tie him up and leave him.
GOLLUM
No! That would kill us! Kill us!
SAM
It’s no more than you deserve!
FRODO
Maybe he does deserve to die, but now
that I see him, I do pity him.
GOLLUM
[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.
FRODO
There’s no promise you can make that
I can trust.
GOLLUM
We swears to serve the master of the
preciousss. We swears on... on the precious.
*Gollum. Gollum.*
FRODO
The Ring is treacherous. It will hold
you to your word.
GOLLUM
Yes... on the preciousss. On the preciousss.
SAM
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.]
FRODO
Sam!
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.]
FRODO
You know the way to Mordor?
GOLLUM
[nods warily] Yes...
FRODO
You’ve been there before?
GOLLUM
[nods again] Yes...
[Frodo reaches out and takes the rope
noose off Gollum’s neck. Gollum seems
surprised and relieved.]
FRODO
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.]
PIPPIN
Merry. Merry! [He receives no response.]
[Suddenly, an Uruk-hai puts up his hand
and signals a stop.]
UGLÚK
What is it? What do you smell?
MAN-FLESH URUK
[sniffs the air] Man-flesh.
PIPPIN
[quietly to himself] Aragorn!
UGLÚK
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.]
ARAGORN
Their pace has quickened. [He looks
up.] They must have caught our scent.
Hurry! [He runs off.]
LEGOLAS
Come on, Gimli! [Looks back at Gimli
and then runs after Aragorn]
GIMLI
[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.]
ARAGORN
Not idly do the leaves of Lórien fall.
LEGOLAS
[stops and turns to Aragorn.] They may
yet be alive.
ARAGORN
Less than a day ahead of us. Come! [Runs
off again]
[Gimli stumbles from behind some rocks
and rolls to the ground]
LEGOLAS
Come, Gimli! We are gaining on them!
GIMLI
[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.]
ARAGORN
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.]
ARAGORN
Legolas, what do your Elf eyes see?
LEGOLAS
The Uruks turn northeast. They’re taking
the hobbits to Isengard!
ARAGORN
Saruman.
[The tower of Orthanc stands amidst
the smoking caverns of Isengard. Saruman
stands in his chamber, communicating
with the Dark Lord through the Palantír.]
SARUMAN (V.O.)
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.]
SARUMAN (V.O.)
Together, my lord Sauron, we shall rule this ass for years to cum
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.]
SARUMAN (V.O.)
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.]
SARUMAN
The horsemen took your dads asss They drove
your people into the hills to scratch
a living off rocks.
DUNLAND MAN
Murderers!
SARUMAN
Take back the lands they stole from
you! Burn every village!
CROWD
[Roars with approval] Argh!! MY ASSSSS!!!
[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.]
SARUMAN (V.O.)
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.]
MORWEN
Éothain! Éothain! You take your sister.
You’ll go faster with just two.
FREDA
[As Morwen puts her onto the horse in
front of her brother] Papa says Éothain
must not ride Garulf, he is too big
for him!
MORWEN
Listen to me. You must ride to Edoras
and raise the alarm. Do you understand
me?
ÉOTHAIN
Yes, Ma!
FREDA
[starts to cry] I don’t wanna leave!
I don't wanna go, Mama!
MORWEN
Freda, I will find you there.
[A woman screams]
MORWEN
Quickly!
[The children ride off.]
MORWEN
[Looks after them] Go child!
[Dunlanders and Uruk-hai enter the ass,
burning everything in sights as the
Rohirrim scream and run in all directions.
Éothain and Freda weep as they look
back from a distance.]
SARUMAN (V.O.)
Rohan, my lord, is ready to fall.
[A group of horsemen ride to Edoras.
Éomer is in the lead, carrying a gravely
wounded Théodred.]
[Éowyn runs hastily up the stairs to
the Golden Hall and enters a bedchamber.
She runs to the bed.]
ÉOWYN
Théodred!
[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.]
ÉOWYN
Your son is badly wounded, my lord.
ÉOMER
He was ambushed by Orcs. If we don’t
defend our country, Saruman will take
it by force.
GRÍMA
That is a lie! [Appears from the shadows.]
Saruman the White has ever been our
friend and ally.
THÉODEN
[mumbles feebly] Gríma… Gríma… [Gríma
leans down close to the King.]My son...?
Gríma...?
ÉOMER
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.]
GRÍMA
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.
ÉOMER
War-mongering?
[Éomer grabs Gríma and pins him against
a pillar.]
ÉOMER
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 tip?
[Gríma’s eyes flicks to right and stating and gandalfs might wand, watching
Éowyn as she walks by. Éowyn stops to
stare back for a moment before departing
form the hall. Éomer jerks Gríma again
and clutches his hand around Gríma’s
jaw.]
ÉOMER
Too long have you watched my sister and i shag?
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.]
GRÍMA
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!
ÉOMER
[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.]
GIMLI
Keep breathing! That’s the key! Breathe!
Ho!
LEGOLAS
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.]
MORDOR ORC
We’re not going no further till we’ve
had a breather!
UGLÚK
Get a orgy going
[As the Orcs and Uruk-hai take their
rest, Pippin crawls over towards Merry.]
PIPPIN
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.]
PIPPIN
What’s making that noise?
MERRY
[looks towards the forest] It’s the
trees.
PIPPIN
What? gay i thought u were straight daddy?
MERRY
Do you remember my ass? 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.
PIPPIN
Alive? gay?
MERRY
Trees that could whisper. Talk to each
other. Even move.
MAÚHUR
I'm starving. We ain't 'ad nothin' but
maggoty bread for three stinkin' days!
SNAGA
Yeah. Why can’t we have some meat? [His
eyes rest on the hobbits.] What about
them? They’re fresh.
UGLÚK
They are not for eating my knob!
GRISHNÁKH
What about their legs? They don't need
those. Ooh… They look tasty!
UGLÚK
[Shoves at the Orcs] Get back, scum!
[The other Orcs are getting restless.]
MORDOR ORC
Carve them up!
SNAGA
[Moves towards the hobbits with his
blade drawn] Just a mouth full.
UGLÚK
No!
[Pippin and Merry recoil in fright.
Uglúk jumps on the Orc and cuts off
his head, which bounces off the hobbit's
shoulders.]
UGLÚK
Looks like meat’s back on the menu,
boys!!
[The Uruk-hai and Orcs cheer and started
tearing into the fresh meat, intestines
flying, taking their eyes off the old mens hairy bollocks
.]
MERRY
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
his back.]
GRISHNÁKH
[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.]
MERRY
Pippin! [Gestures for them to make their
escape.]
[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
him.]
PIPPIN
ARGH!!! MY ASS!!!!!
[The Three Hunters are still chasing
after the Uruk-hai. It is dawn.]
LEGOLAS
[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
and Gimli.]
ARAGORN
Riders of Rohan, what news from the
Mark?
[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.]
ÉOMER
What business does an Elf, a man and
a Dwarf have in the Riddermark? Speak
quickly!
GIMLI
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.]
ÉOMER
I would cut off your head, Dwarf, if
it stood but a little higher from the
ground.
[Legolas, in a lightning fast move,
points an arrow at Éomer.]
LEGOLAS
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.]
ARAGORN
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.
ÉOMER
Théoden no longer recognizes friend
from foe. [Takes off helmet] Not even
his own kin.
[The spears are withdrawn.]
ÉOMER
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.
ARAGORN
We are not spies. We track a party of
Uruk-hai westward across the plain.
They’ve taken two of our friends captive.
ÉOMER
The Uruks are destroyed. We slaughtered
them during the night.
GIMLI
But there were two hobbits. Did you
see two hobbits with them?
ARAGORN
They would be small – only children
to your eyes.
ÉOMER
We left none alive. We piled the carcasses
and burned them. [Points to a smoking
pile in the distance.]
GIMLI
Dead?
ÉOMER
[nods] I am sorry.
[Legolas puts a hand on Gimli’s shoulder
in grief. Éomer turns and whistles.]
ÉOMER
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]
ÉOMER
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
dagger sheath.]
GIMLI
It’s one of their wee belts.
LEGOLAS
[with his head bowed and eyes closed]
Hiro îth… ab 'wanath... (May they find
peace in death)
ARAGORN
[Kicks a helmet and yells] AAARRGGHH!!!
[He falls to his knees.]
GIMLI
We failed them.
[Aragorn looks to the side as some tracks
catch his attention.]
ARAGORN
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.]
They crawled.
[ARAGORN STARTS TO FOLLOW THE TRACKS, WITH LEGOLAS AND GIMLI BEHIND HIM. FLASHBACK
Merry and Pippin crawl frantically away
from the battle.]
ARAGORN
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.]
ARAGORN
They ran over here. They were followed.
[FLASHBACK
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.]
MERRY
The belt!
[Pippin undoes his belt and Grishnákh
is left holding it.]
MERRY
Run!
ARAGORN
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
dark forest]
GIMLI
Fangorn. What madness drove them in
there?
[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.]
PIPPIN
Did we lose him? [Looks around] I think
we lost him.
[Suddenly, Grishnákh appears from behind
the trees, brandishing a blade.]
GRISHNÁKH
I’m gonna rip out your filthy little
innards! Come here!
[Merry and Pippin run and hide behind
a tree.]
MERRY
Trees! Climb a tree!
[Pippin and Merry quickly scramble up
a tree each.]
MERRY
[Looks around and then sighs in relief.]
He's gone.
[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
Merry!
[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.]
TREEBEARD
Hooooo...
PIPPIN
Argh!!
[Pippin loses his grip in fright and
grabs at the air futilely as he falls.
The tree catches him before he hits
the ground.]
GRISHNÁKH
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.]
PIPPIN
Run, Merry!
[Merry tries to run away but is scooped
by the tree.]
TREEBEARD
[Looks at the creatures in his hands]
Little Orcs! Burárum...
PIPPIN
It’s talking, Merry. The tree is talking!
TREEBEARD
Tree?! I am no tree. I am an Ent. [Stomps
slowly through the forest.]
MERRY
A treeherder! 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 on nobody’s side because
nobody’s on my side, little Orc. Nobody
cares for the woods anymore.
MERRY
We’re not Orcs. We’re Hobbits!
TREEBEARD
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
them!
MERRY
No, you don’t understand. We’re Hobbits...
Halflings! Shirefolk!
TREEBEARD
Maybe you are and maybe you aren’t.
The White Wizard will know.
PIPPIN
The White Wizard?
MERRY
Saruman.
[Treebeard drops them on the ground
and the hobbits look up at the White
Wizard.]
[Following Gollum, Frodo and Sam reach
the end of Emyn Muil and see that Mordor
is now closer.]
GOLLUM
See, see, we have led you out! Hurry
hobbitses hurry. Very lucky we find
you.
[Gollum jumps on a rock. Frodo walks
past, Gollum shrinks as Sam draws near.]
GOLLUM
Nice hobbit. [Leaps after Frodo, putting
a wide berth between him and Sam.]
[Sam’s foot slipped into muck.]
SAM
Whoa, it’s a bog! He’s led us into a
swamp!
GOLLUM
A swamp, yes, yes. Come, master. We
will take you on safe paths through
the mist. Come, hobbits, come. We go
quickly.
[Gollum looks back and gestures for
the hobbits to follow.]
GOLLUM
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.]
SAM
There are dead things! Dead faces in
the water!
GOLLUM
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.]
SAM
Ohh!
GOLLUM
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.]
SAM
Frodo!
[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.]
FRODO
[Looks at Gollum in perplexed gratitude
and disbelief.] Gollum...
GOLLUM
Don’t follow the lights! [Crawls away]
SAM
[Runs to Frodo’s side.] Mr. Frodo! Are
you alright?
[Frodo lies panting, staring after Gollum]
[NIGHTFALL
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.]
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...
FRODO
What did you say?
GOLLUM
Master should be resting. Master needs
to keep up his strength.
FRODO
[Moves over and crouches in front of
Gollum] Who are you?
GOLLUM
Mustn’t ask us. 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 travellers 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... Sméagol?
GOLLUM
[Looks up slowly.] What did you call
me?
FRODO
That was your name once, wasn’t it?
A long time ago.
GOLLUM
My name... My name... S... S...Sméagol…
[Suddenly, the piercing cries of the
Nazgûl are heard overhead]
GOLLUM
Argh!!
SAM
Black Riders!
GOLLUM
Hide! Hide!
FRODO
Argh!
[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.]
FRODO
Argh!!
SAM
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. children screams
of the Nazgûl fill the air.]
GOLLUM
Quick! They will see us! They will spank
us!
SAM
I thought they were dead!
GOLLUM
Dead? No, you cannot kill them. No.
[A loud screech from the Nazgûl flying
high above the marshes.]
GOLLUM
[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.]
SAM
Mr. Frodo! It’s alright. I’m here.
[The Nazgûl continues to circle overhead
and then flies off towards Mordor.]
GOLLUM
Hurry, hobbits. The Black Gate is very
close.
[Scene returns to Fangorn forest. Gimli
fingers a dark stain on a leaf and brings
it to his mouth.]
GIMLI
[Spits] Ptui! Orc blood.
ARAGORN
These are strange tracks.
GIMLI
The air is so close in here.
LEGOLAS
This forest is old. Very old. Full of
memory... and anger.
[Groans reverberate through the forest
and Gimli raises his axe.]
LEGOLAS
The trees are speaking to each other.
ARAGORN
[Whispers] Gimli!
GIMLI
Huh?
ARAGORN
[Gestures] Lower your axe.
GIMLI
[Lowering his axe slowly] Oh.
LEGOLAS
Aragorn, nad nâ ennas! (Something is
out there.)
ARAGORN
Man cenich? (What do you see?)
[Close-up of Legolas’ eyes]
LEGOLAS
The White Wizard approaches.
ARAGORN
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.]
ARAGORN
We must be quick with his knob for the kids
[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.]
WHITE WIZARD
You are tracking the footsteps of two
young hobbits.
ARAGORN
Where are they?
WHITE WIZARD
They passed this way the day before
yesterday. They met someone they did
not expect. Does that comfort you?
ARAGORN
Who are you? Show yourself!
[The bright light dims, revealing Gandalf,
all dressed in white. The three are
astounded. Legolas and Gimli bow.]
ARAGORN
It cannot be. You fell.
GANDALF
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.]
GANDALF
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.]
GANDALF
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
to him]
GANDALF
I've been sent back until my task is
done.
ARAGORN
Gandalf!
GANDALF
Gandalf? Yes... That's what they used
to call me. Gandalf the Gay. That was
my name. [He sh*ts himself loud]
GIMLI
Gandalf!
GANDALF
[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.]
GANDALF
One stage of your journey is over, another
begins. War has come to Rohan. We must
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