The Fellowship of the Ring: Galadriel:I amar prestar aen. The world is changed.Han mathon ne nen.I feel it in the waters. Han mathon ne chae. I feel it in the earth. A han noston ned 'wilith. I smell it in the air.
Much that once was is lost. For none now live who remember it. It 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 will to govern 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 his cruelty, his malice, and his will to dominate all life. One Ring to rule them all. One by one, free lands 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 slopes of MountDoom, they fought for the freedom of Middle-earth
Elrond: Tangado haid! Leithio i philinn["Hold positions! Fire the arrows!"]
Galadriel: 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. Sauron, the 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, it ensnared a new bearer.
Gollum: My preciousss.
Galadriel:The Ring came to the creature Gollum who took it deep into the tunnels of the Misty Mountains. And there it consumed him.
Gollum: It came to me. My own. My love. My own. My Preciousss... Gollum...
Galadriel:The Ring brought to Gollum unnatural long life. For 500 years it poisoned his mind. And in the gloom of Gollum's cave it waited. Darkness crept back in the forest of the world. Rumour 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 something happened then, the Ring did not intend. It was picked up by the most unlikely creature imaginable.
Bilbo: What's this?
Galadriel:A Hobbit. Bilbo Baggins of the Shire.
Bilbo: A ring.
Gollum: Lost! My Precious is lost!!!
Galadriel:For the time would soon come when Hobbits would shape the fortunes of
Gandalf: Down from the door where it began, Now far ahead the road as gone, And I must follow if I can... The Road goes ever on and on, Down from the door where it began, Now far ahead the road has gone, And I must follow if I can.
Frodo: You're late.
Gandalf:A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to.
Frodo:It's wonderful to see you, Gandalf!
Gandalf:You didn't think I'd miss your uncle Bilbo's birthday?
Frodo: What news of the outside world? Tell me everything!
Gandalf:Everything? You're far to eager and curious for a Hobbit. Most unnatural... Well, what can I tell you? Life in the wide world goes on, much as it has this past Age. Full of its own comes and goings. Scarcely aware of the existence of Hobbits. For which I am very thankful.
Hobbit: Look! It's Gandalf!
Gandalf: Ooh - The long expected party.
Hobbit: Hold it! Yeah, Bilbo, yay, up we go... etc...
Gandalf: So how is the old rascal? I hear it's going to be a party of special magnificence!
Frodo: You know Bilbo. He's got the whole place in an uproar.
Gandalf: Now, well, that should please him.
Frodo: Half the Shire's been invited!
Gandalf:Good gracious me!
Frodo: He's up to something. Gandalf: Hmm... Oh Really
Frodo: All right then, keep your secrets. Before you came along, we Bagginses were very well thought of.
Gandalf: Indeed. Frodo:Never had any adventures or did anything unexpected.
Gandalf: If you're referring to the incident with dragon, I was barely involved. All I did was give your uncle a little nudge out of the door.
Frodo: Whatever you did, you've been officially labelled a disturber of the peace.
Gandalf: Oh, really?
Hobbit kids: Gandalf! Gandalf's here!! GanDALF! Fireworks, Gandalf... Gandalf! Fireworks, Gandalf... Ohhhh... Gandalf:Oooh... Oooh...
Frodo: Gandalf - I'm glad you're back.
Gandalf: So am I, dear boy. So am I.
Bilbo: No, thank you! We don't want any more visitors, well-wishers, or distant relations!
Gandalf: And what about very old friends?
Bilbo: Gandalf?
Gandalf: Bilbo Baggins.
Bilbo: My dear Gandalf!
Gandalf: Good to see you. One hundred and eleven years old. Who would believe it? You haven't aged a day.
Bilbo: Come on, come in! Welcome, welcome. Oh, here we are. Tea? Or maybe something a little stronger. I've got a few of bottles of the old Winyard left. 1296. Very good year. Almost as old as I am. Ha ha ha ha ha. It was laid down by my father. What's say we open one, eh?
Gandalf: Just tea, thank you. Ohh...
Bilbo: I was expecting you sometime last week. Not that it matters. You come and go as you please. Always have done and always will. You caught me a bit unprepared, I'm afraid. We've only got some cold chicken and a bit of pickle... There's some cheese. Oh no, that won't do. We've got rasberry jam, an apple tart... But not much for afters. Oh, no, we're all right. I've just found some sponge cake. I can make you some eggs if you li-- Ganda-Gandalf?
Gandalf: Just tea, thank you.
Bilbo: Oh, right. You don't mind if I?m eating, do you?
Gandalf: No, not at all.
Female Hobbit: Bilbo! Bilbo Baggins.
Bilbo: I'm not at home! I've got to get away from these confounded relatives, hanging on the bell all day, never giving me a moment's peace. I want to see mountains again, mountains, Gandalf. And then find somewhere quiet where I can finish my book... Oh - tea!
Gandalf: So you mean to go through with your plan, then?
Bilbo: Yes, yes, it's all in hand. All the arrangements are made. Oh, thank you.
Gandalf: Frodo suspects something.
Bilbo: 'Course he does. He's a Baggins! Not some blockheaded Bracegirdle from Hardbottle.
Gandalf: You will tell him, won't you. Bilbo: Yes, yes. Gandalf: He's very fond of you.
Bilbo: I know. He'd probably come with me if I asked him. I think in his heart, Frodo's still in love with the Shire. The woods, the fields. Little rivers. I'm old, Gandalf. I know I don't look it, but I'm beginning to feel it in my heart. I feel thin. Sort of stretched, like butter, scraped over too much bread. I need a holiday. A very long holiday. And I don't expect I shall return. In fact, I mean not to. Old Toby. The finest weed in the Southfarthing. Gandalf, my old friend. This will be a night to remember. Hello, hello. Fatty Bolger. Lovely to see you. Welcome, welcome!
Frodo: Go on, Sam, ask Rosie for a dance!
Sam: I think I'll just have another ale.
Frodo: Oh, no you don't! Go on!
Bilbo: So there I was, at the mercy pf three monstorous trolls. And they were all arguing about how they were going to cook us: wheter it be turned on a spit , or wheter they should sit on us, one be one, and squash us to jelly. And they spent so much time arguing the withertos and the whyfors that the sun;s first lightcrept over the top of the trees POOF! and turned them all too stone.
Pippin: Ouickly!
Gandalf: Ohh! Up they go!
Merry: No, no the big one, big one
Pippin:Done
Merry: You're supposed to stick it in the ground
Pippin: It is in the ground!
Merry: Outside!
Pippin: This was your idea!
Frodo: Bilbo.... Bilbo! watch out for the dragon
Bilbo: Dragon? Nonsense, there hasn't been a dragon in these parts for a thousand years!
Hobbits: Ohh!
Merry: That was good
Pippin: Let's get another!
Gandalf: MErriadoc Brandybuck and Peregin Took, I might've known
Hobbits: Speech!
Frodo: Speech!
Bilbo: My dear Bagginses and Boffins! Tooks and Brandybucks! Grubbs! Chubbs! Hornblowers! Bolgers! Bracegirdles! and Proudfoots!
Proudfoot: Proudfeet!
Bilbo:
Today is my one hundred and eleventh birthday!
Hobbit in the crowd:
Happy Birthday!
Bilbo:
Alas. Eleventy one years is far too short a time to live amongst such excellent, and admirable Hobbits. I don't know half of you half as well as I should like, and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve. I er ... I have things to do. I've put this off for far too long. I regret to announce this is the end. I'm going now. I bid you all a very fond farewell. Goodbye.
Gandalf:
I suppose you think that was terribly clever.
Bilbo:
Come on Gandalf. Did you see their faces?
Gandalf:
There are many magic rings in this world, Bilbo Baggins, and none of them should be used lightly!
Bilbo:
It was just a bit of fun... Oh, you're probably right, as usual... You will keep an eye on Frodo, won't you?
Gandalf:
Two eyes, as often as I can spare them.
Bilbo:
I'm leaving everything to him.
Gandalf:
What about this ring of yours, is that staying too?
Bilbo:
Yes, yes. It's in an envelope over there, on the mantlepiece... No, wait it's - here in my pocket. Why - isn't that - isn't that odd, now. Yet after all that, why not. Why shouldn't I keep it?
Gandalf:
I think you should leave the ring behind, Bilbo. Is that so hard?
Bilbo:
Well no... And yes. Now it comes to it, I don't feel like parting with it. It's mine! I found it! It came to me!
Gandalf:
There's no need to get angry.
Bilbo:
Well if I'm angry, it's your fault! ... It's mine. My own. My precious.
Gandalf:
Precious? It's been called that before, but not by you.
Bilbo:
Oh, what business is it of yours what I do with my own things?!
Gandalf:
I think you've had that ring quite long enough.
Bilbo:
You want if for yourself!!
Gandalf:
BILBO BAGGINS! DO NOT TAKE ME FOR SOME CONJUROR OF CHEAP TRICKS! I AM NOT TRYING TO ROB YOU!! I'm trying to help you. All your long years, we've been friends. Trust me, as you once did, hmm? Let it go.
Bilbo:
You're right, Gandalf. The ring must go to Frodo. It's late, the road is long... Yes, it is time...
Gandalf:
Bilbo ?
Bilbo:
mmm?
Gandalf:
The ring is still in your pocket.
Bilbo:
Oh - yes. I've thought up an ending for my book.
"And he lived happily ever after, to the end of his days"
Gandalf:
And I'm sure you will, my dear friend.
Bilbo:
Goodbye Gandalf.
Gandalf:
Goodbye, dear Bilbo.
Bilbo:
The road goes ever on and on, etc.
Gandalf:
Until our next meeting.
Bilbo:
It's mine. My own. My precious.
Gandalf:
Riddles in the dark...
Frodo:
Bilbo! Bilbo!
Gandalf:
A precious... Precious...
Frodo:
He's gone, hasn't he? He talked for so long about leaving. I didn't think he'd really do it... Gandalf?
Gandalf:
Bilbo's ring. He's gone to stay with the Elves. He's left you Bag End. Along with all his possessions. The ring is yours now. Put it somewhere out of sight.
Frodo:
Where are you going?
Gandalf:
There are some things that I must see to.
Frodo:
What things?
Gandalf:
Questions. Questions that need answering.
Frodo:
You've only just arrived. I don't understand.
Gandalf:
Neither do I. Keep it secret. Keep it safe.
Voice:
Shire! Shire! Baggins!
Gandalf:
The year 3434, of the Second Age. Here follows the account of Isildur, High King of Gondor, and the finding of the Ring of Power.
It has come to me...
The One Ring, which shall be an heirloom of my kingdom. All those who follow in my bloodline shall be bound to its fate, for I will risk no hurt to the Ring. It is precious to me... ...though I buy it with a great pain... The markings upon the band begin to fade.
The writing which at first was as clear as red flame, has all but disappeared, a secret now that only fire can tell.
Rider:
Shire. Baggins.
Hobbit:
There's no Bagginses around here. They're all up in Hobbiton. That way...
The Shadow of the Past
Sam:
Good night.
Rosie:
Good night.
Frodo:
Good night, Sam.
Gandalf:
Is it secret? Is it safe?
Frodo:
Ah.
What are you doing?
Gandalf:
Hold out your hand, Frodo. It's quite cool.
What can you see? Can you see anything?
Frodo:
Nothing. There's nothing.
Wait... There are markings. It's some form of Elvish. I can't read it.
Gandalf:
There are few who can. The language is that of Mordor, which I will not utter here.
Frodo:
Mordor?!
Gandalf:
In the common tongue, it says "One Ring to Rule them all, One Ring to find them. One Ring to bring them all, and in the darkness bind them."
This is the One Ring, forged by the Dark Lord, Sauron in the fires of Mount Doom, taken by Isildur from the hand of Sauron himself.
Frodo:
Bilbo found it. In Gollum's cave.
Gandalf:
Yes. For 60 years the Ring lay quiet, in Bilbo's keeping, prolonging his life, delaying old age. But no longer, Frodo. Evil is stirring in Mordor. The Ring has awoken. It's heard its master's call.
Frodo:
But he was destroyed. Sauron was destroyed.
Gandalf:
No, Frodo. The spirit of Sauron endured. His life force is bound to the Ring, and the Ring survived. Sauron has returned. His Orcs have multiplied, his fortress of Barad-d? rebuilt in the
Frodo:
All right. We put it away. We keep it hidden. We never speak of it again. No one knows it's here, do they?
Do they, Gandalf?
Gandalf:
There is one other that knew that Bilbo had the Ring. I looked everywhere for the creature Gollum. But the enemy found him first. I don't know how long they tortured him for. But amidst the endless screams and inane babble, they discerned two words.
Gollum
SHIRE! BAGGINS!
Frodo:
Shire! Baggins?! But that would lead them here!
Hobbit:
Who goes there?
Frodo:
Take it Gandalf! Take it!
Gandalf:
No, Frodo.
Frodo:
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:
But it cannot stay in the Shire!
Gandalf:
NO - no it can't.
Frodo:
What must I do?
Gandalf:
You must leave. And leave quickly.
Frodo:
Where? Where do I go?
Gandalf:
Get out of the Shire. Make for the village of Bree.
Frodo:
Bree... What about you?
Gandalf:
I'll be waiting for you, at the inn of the Prancing Pony.
Frodo:
And the Ring will be safe there?
Gandalf:
I don't know, Frodo. I don't have any answers. I must see the head of my order. He is both wise, and powerful. Trust me, Frodo. He'll know what to do. You'll have to leave the name of Baggins behind you, for that name is not safe outside the Shire. Travel only by day, and stay off the road.
Frodo:
I can cut across country easily enough.
Gandalf:
My dear Frodo. Hobbits really are amazing creatures. You can learn all that there is to know about their ways in a month, and yet after a hundred years, they can still surprise you.
Get down. Confound it all, Samwise Gamgee! Have you been eavesdropping?
Sam:
I haven't been dropping no eaves, sir. Honest. I was just cutting the grass under the window there, if you follow me.
Gandalf:
A little late for trimming the verge, don't you think?
Sam:
I heard raised voices...
Gandalf:
What did you hear? SPEAK!
Sam:
N-n-n-nothing important. That is I heard a good deal about a ring, Dark Lord, and something about the end of the world, but, please Mr. Gandalf, sir, please don't 'urt me. Don't turn me into anything - unnatural...
Gandalf:
No... Perhaps not... I've thought of a better use for you.
Three is Company
Gandalf:
Come along, Samwise, keep up. Be careful, both of you. The enemy has many spies in his service: Birds, beasts...Is it safe?
Frodo:
Puts his hand over his coat pocket.
Gandalf:
Never put it on. For the agent of the Dark Lord will be drawn to its power. Always remember, Frodo: the Ring is trying to get back to its master. It wants to be found.
Sam:
This is it.
Frodo:
This is what?
Sam:
If I take one more step, it'll be the farthest away from home I've ever been.
Frodo:
Come on, Sam.
Remember what Bilbo used to say?
"It's a dangerous business...
Bilbo :
Frodo, going out your door. You step out onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to."
Saruman:
Smoke rises from the mountain of Doom, and the hour grows late, and Gandalf the Grey rides to Isengard, seeking my counsel. For that is why you have come, is it not? My old friend...
Gandalf:
Saruman.
Saruman:
You are sure of this?
Gandalf:
Beyond any doubt.
Saruman:
So the Ring of Power has been found.
Gandalf:
All these long years, it was in the Shire, under my very nose.
Saruman:
And yet you did not have the wits to see it.
Your love of the Halflings' leaf has clearly slowed your mind.
Gandalf:
But we still have time. Time enough to counter Sauron if we act quickly.
Saruman:
Time? What time do you think we have? Sauron has regained much of his former strength. He cannot yet take physical form, but his spirit has lost none of its potency. Concealed within his fortress, the Lord of Mordor sees all. His gaze pierces cloud, shadow, earth and flesh. You know of what I speak, Gandalf. A Great Eye, lidless, wreathed in flame.
Gandalf:
The Eye of Sauron.
Saruman:
He is gathering all evil to him. Very soon he will have summoned an army great enough to launch an assault upon Middle-earth.
Gandalf:
You know all this? How?
Saruman:
I have seen it.
Gandalf:
A palant�is a dangerous tool, Saruman.
Saruman:
Why? Why should we fear to use it? [Takes cover off the palant�]
Gandalf:
They are not all accounted for, the lost Seeing-stones. We do not know who else may be watching.
Saruman:
The hour is later than you think. Sauron's forces are already moving. The nine have left Minas Morgul.
Gandalf:
The Nine?
Saruman:
They crossed the river Isen on Midsummer's Eve, disguised as riders in black.
Gandalf:
They've reached the Shire?
Saruman:
They will find the Ring, and kill the one who carries it.
Gandalf:
Frodo! Frodo!
Saruman:
You do not seriously think that a Hobbit could contend with the will of Sauron? There are none who can. Against the power of Mordor, there can be no victory. We must join with him, Gandalf. We must join with Sauron. It would be wise, my friend.
Gandalf:
Tell me, friend. When did Saruman the Wise abandon reason for madness?
Saruman:
I gave you the chance of aiding me willingly, but you have elected by way of pain!
A Short Cut to Mushrooms
Sam:
Mr. Frodo? Frodo! FRODO! I thought I'd lost you.
Frodo:
What are you talking about?
Sam:
It's just something Gandalf said.
Frodo: What did he say?
Sam: "Don't you lose him, Samwise Gamgee." And I don't mean to.
Frodo: Sam, we're still in the Shire. What could possibly happen?
Pippin: Frodo! Merry - It's Frodo Baggins!
Merry: Hello, Frodo.
Sam: Get off him! Come on, Frodo.
Frodo: What's the meaning of this?
Merry: Hold these.
Sam: You've been into Farmer Maggot's crop!
Farmer Maggot: Oi! You get back here! Get out of my fields! You know what's gonna happen when I catch up with you?
Sam: OOh.
Merry: I don't know why he's so upset. It's only a couple of carrots
Pippin: And some cabbages. And then those three bags of potatoes we lifted last week, and, and, the mushrooms, the week before!
Merry: Yes, Pippin, my point is, he's clearly overreacting! Run!
Pippin: Oh. That was close.
Merry: Ahhh. Ohhh. I think I've broken something.
Sam: Trust a Brandybuck and a Took.
Merry: What? It was just a detour. A shortcut.
Sam: A shortcut to what?
Pippin: Mushrooms!!
Merry: Take that one...
Pippin: That's mine... Mmmm... That's nice, Merry. Here's a nice one, Sam.
Frodo: I think we should get off the road. Get off the road! QUICK!
Sam: Be quiet!
Merry: What was that? Anything?
Frodo: Nothing!
Pippin: What is going on?
Merry: That Black Rider was looking for something. Or someone... Frodo?
Pippin: Get down!
Frodo: I have to leave the Shire. Sam and I must get to Bree.
Merry: Right... Bucklebury Ferry. Follow me. Run! Frodo, this way! Follow me! Frodo! Hurry! Run! Frodo! Get the rope, Sam!
Sam: Frodo!
Hobbits: Run, Frodo! Go! Hurry! Frodo! Hurry! Frodo! Come on!Faster! Jump!
Frodo: How far to the nearest crossing?
Merry: The
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