The History of Gollum
D顧ol:
Sm顧ol! I've got one! I've got a fish, Sm顧ol!
Sm顧ol!
Sm顧ol:
Go on! Go on, pull it up! D顧ol!?
D顧ol! D顧ol!
Give us that, D顧ol my love.
D顧ol:
Why?
Sm顧ol:
Because it's my birthday and I wants it.
My Precious... They cursed us...Murderer... Murderer they called us. They cursed us and drove us away! Gollum! Gollum! Gollum!
And we wept, Precious. We wept to be so alone.
Fish...and we only wish...so juicy sweet...
And we forgot the taste of bread, the sound of trees, the softness of the wind. We even forgot our own name...
My Prrrreciousss...
The days are growing darker
Gollum:
Wake up! Wake up!
Wake up, sleepies! We must go, yess...We must go at once.
Sam:
Haven't you had any sleep, Mr. Frodo?
I've gone an' had too much.
Must be getting late.
Frodo:
No, it isn't - it isn't mid-day yet... the days are growing darker.
Gollum:
Come on! Must go, no time!
Sam:
Not before Mr. Frodo's had something to eat.
Gollum:
No time to lose, silly!
Sam:
Here.
Frodo:
What about you?
Sam:
Oh no, I'm not hungry...
'least not for Lembas bread.
Frodo:
Sam...
Sam:
All right, we don't have that much left. We have to be careful, or we're goin' to run out. You go ahead and eat that, Mr. Frodo.
I've rationed it. There should be enough.
Frodo:
For what?
Sam:
The journey home.
Gollum:
Come, hobbitses! Very close now. Very close to Mordor. No safe places here. Hurry!
The Field of Victory
Pippin:
I feel like I'm back at the Green Dragon after a hard day's work.
Merry:
Only, you've never done a hard day's work.
Welcome, my lords... to Isengard!
Gimli:
You, young rascals! A merry hunt you've lead us on, and now we find you feasting and - and smoking!
Pippin:
We are sitting on the field of victory, enjoying a few well-earned comforts.
The salted pork is particulary good.
Gimli:
Salted pork?
Gandalf:
Hobbits...
Merry:
We're under orders! From Treebeard, who's taken over management of Isengard.
Treebeard:
Young master Gandalf. I'm glad you've come. Wood and water, stock and stone I can master, but there's a wizard to manage here; locked in his tower.
Gandalf:
And there Saruman must remain. Under your guard, Treebeard.
Gimli:
Well, let's just have his head and be done with it!
Gandalf:
No, he has no power anymore.
Treebeard:
The filth of Saruman is washing away. Trees will come back to live here.
Young trees, wild trees.
Aragorn:
Pippin!
Treebeard:
Bless my bark!
Gandalf:
Peregrin Took, I'll take that, my lad.
Gandalf:
Quickly now!
Celebration at the Golden Hall of Medusel
Th鯤en:
Tonight we remember those who gave their blood to defend this country.
Hail the victorious dead!
People of Rohan:
Hail!
ȯwyn:
Westu, Aragorn, hᬮ
Th鯤en:
I am happy for you. He is an honorable man.
ȯwyn:
You are both honorable men.
Th鯤en:
It was not Th鯤en of Rohan who led our people to victory. :
Don't listen to me. You are young and tonight is for you.
Merry and Pippin:
Oh you can search far and wide,
You can drink the whole town dry,
But you'll never find a beer so brown
As the one we drink in our home town!
You can keep your fancy ales,
You can drink them by the flagon,
But the only brew for the brave and true,
Comes from the Green Dragon!
Aragorn:
No news of Frodo?
Gandalf:
No word. Nothing.
Aragorn:
We have time. Every day Frodo moves closer to Mordor.
Gandalf:
Do we know that?
Aragorn:
What does your heart tell you?
Gandalf:
That Frodo is alive. Yes... Yes, he is alive.
Once the Hobbitses are Dead
Gollum:
Too risky, too risky... Thieves!
They stole It from us: kill them, kill them, kill them both!
Gollum:
Shhh! Quiet! Musn't wake them! Musn't ruin it now!
Sm顧ol:
But they knows! They knows! They suspects us!
Gollum:
What's it saying, my precious, my love? Is Sm顧ol losing his nerve?
Sm顧ol:
No! Not! Never!
Sm顧ol:
Sm顧ol hates nasty hobbitses! Sm顧ol wants to see them - dead!
Gollum:
And we will. Sm顧ol did it once; he can do it again.
Sm顧ol:
It's ours!!! Ours!!! We must get the Precious! We must get It back!
Gollum:
Patience! Patience, my love. First we must lead them to her.
Sm顧ol:
We lead them to the winding stairs.
Gollum:
Yes, the stairs... and then?
Sm顧ol:
Up, up, up, up the stairs we go and then we come to - the tunnel.
Gollum:
And when they go in, there's no coming out. She's always hungry. She always needs to feed. She must eat. All she gets is filthy orcses.
Sm顧ol:
And they doesn't taste very nice, does they, precious?
Gollum:
No, not very nice at all, my love. She hungers for sweeter meats...
Gollum:
...hobbit meat. And when she throws away the bones and empty clothes, then we will find It!
Sm顧ol:
And take It for meeeee!!!
Gollum:
For ussss.
Sm顧ol:
Yes, we meant, we meant for us.
Gollum:
Gollum! Gollum!
Sm顧ol:
The Precious will be ours, once the hobbitses are dead!
Sam:
You treacherous little -
Gollum:
Argh! No! Master!
Frodo:
No, Sam! Leave him alone!
Sam:
I heard it from his own mouth; he means to murder us!!!
Gollum:
Never! Sm顧ol wouldn't hurt a fly!
He's a hobbit, fat hobbit who hates Sm顧ol and who makes up nasty lies!
Sam:
You miserable little maggot! I'll throw your head in!
Frodo:
Sam!
Sam:
Called me a liar! You're a liar!
Frodo:
We scare him off, we're lost!
Sam:
I don't care! I can't do it, Mr. Frodo! I won't wait around for him to kill us!
Frodo:
I'm not sending him away!
Sam:
You don't see it, do you? He's a villain.
Frodo:
We can't do this by ourselves, Sam. Not without a guide.
I need you on my side.
Sam:
I'm on your side, Mr. Frodo.
Frodo:
I know, Sam. I know. Trust me.
Come, Sm顧ol.
I saw Him
Legolas:
The stars are veiled. Something stirs in the East... A sleepless malice. The Eye of the enemy is moving.
Merry:
What are you doing? Pippin!
Pippin? Pippin! Are you mad?!
Pippin:
I just want to look at it! Just one more time...
Merry:
Put it back! Pippin... No! Pippin!
Legolas:
He is here!
Voice of Sauron:
I see you...
Merry:
Pippin!!! Help!!! Gandalf! Help him! Someone help him! Pippin!
Gandalf:
Fool of a Took! Look at me.
Pippin:
Gandalf! Forgive me!
Gandalf:
Look at me. What did you see?
Pippin:
A tree... There was a white tree... in a courtyard of stone... It was dead. The city was burning.
Gandalf:
Minas Tirith? Is that what you saw?
Pippin:
I saw - I saw - Him! I could hear His voice in my head!
Gandalf:
And what did you tell Him? Speak!
Pippin:
...He asked me my name; I didn't answer.
Pippin:
He hurt me!
Gandalf:
What did you tell Him about Frodo and the Ring?!
The Parting of Merry and Pippin
Gandalf:
There was no lie in Pippin's eyes. A fool... but an honest fool he remains.
He told Sauron nothing of Frodo and the Ring. We've been strangely fortunate. Pippin saw in the Palant�a glimpse of the enemy's plan.
Sauron moves to strike the city of
He will not risk the peoples of Middle-Earth uniting under one banner. He will raze Minas Tirith to the ground before he sees a King return to the throne of men. If the Beacons of Gondor are lit, Rohan must be ready for war.
Th鯤en:
Tell me, why should we ride to the aid of those who did not come to ours? What do we owe Gondor?
Aragorn:
I will go.
Gandalf:
No!
Aragorn:
They must be warned!
Gandalf:
They will be. You must come to Minas Tirith by other road. Follow the river and look to the Black ships.
Understand this: things are now in motion that cannot be undone. I ride for Minas Tirith. And I won't be going alone. Of all the inquisitive hobbits, Peregrin Took, you are the worst! Hurry! Hurry!
Pippin:
Where are we going?
Merry:
Why did you look? Why do you always have to look?!
Pippin:
Don't know... I can't help it!
Merry:
You never can!
Pippin:
I'm sorry, all right?! I won't do it again.
Merry:
Don't you understand? The enemy thinks you have the Ring! He's going to be looking for you, Pip. They have to get you out of here.
Pippin:
And y-you're coming with me? Merry?
Merry:
Come on!
Pippin:
How far is Minas Tirith?
Gandalf:
Three day's ride as the Nazg?ies. And you'd better hope we don't have one of those on our tail...
Merry:
Here... Something for the road.
Pippin:
The last of the Longbottom Leaf!
Merry:
I know you've run out. You smoke too much, Pip.
Pippin:
B-but we'll see each other soon... Won't we?
Merry:
I don't know. I don't know what's going to happen...
Pippin:
Merry!
Gandalf:
Run, Shadowfax. Show us the meaning of haste.
Pippin:
Merry!!!
Aragorn:
Merry!
Renewed Shall Be Blade That Was Broken
Elrond:
Take her by the safest road. A ship lays anchored in the Grey Havens; it waits to carry her across the Sea. The last journey of Arwen Und��l.
There is nothing for you here, only death.
Elf:
Lady Arwen, we cannot delay.
My lady!
Arwen:
Tell me what you have seen!
Elrond:
Arwen!
Arwen:
You have the gift of foresight, what did you see?
Elrond:
I looked into your future and I saw death.
Arwen:
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.
From the ashes of fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadow shall spring,
Renewed shall be Blade that was broken.
The crownless again shall be King.
Reforge the Sword...
Elrond:
Your hands are cold.
The life of the Eldar is leaving you.
Arwen:
This was my choice.
The Steward of Gondor
Gandalf:
We've just passed into the realm of Gondor.
Minas Tirith... City of
Pippin:
It's the tree! Gandalf! Gandalf!
Gandalf:
Yes, the White Tree of Gondor. The Tree of the King.
Lord Denethor, however, is not a 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.
And don't mention Frodo. And say nothing of Aragorn either. In fact, it's better if you do not speak at all, Peregrin Took.
Hail, Denethor son of Ecthelion, Lord and Steward of Gondor. I come with tidings in this dark hour. And with counsel.
Denethor:
Perhaps you come to explain this. Perhaps you come to tell me why my son is dead.
Pippin:
Boromir died to save us; my kinsman and me. He fell defending us from many foes.
Gandalf:
Pippin!
Pippin:
I offer you my service, such as it is...
... In payment of this debt.
Gandalf:
Get up!
My lord, there will be a time to grieve for Boromir, but it is not now. War is coming.
The enemy is on your doorstep! As steward you're charged with the defence of the city! Where are Gondor's armies?!
You still have friends. You are not alone in this fight. Send word to Th鯤en 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
Gandalf:
Authority is not given to you to deny the return of the king, Steward!
Denethor:
Rule of Gondor is mine and no other's!
Gandalf:
Come!
A Conversation On The Balcony
Pippin:
So I imagine this is just a ceremonial position... I mean, they don't actually expect me to do any fighting?
Do they?
Gandalf:
You're in the service of the Steward now, you're going to have to do as you're told... Peregrin Took, Guard of the Citadel.
Pippin:
It's so quiet...
Gandalf:
It's the deep breath before the plunge.
Pippin:
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.
Gandalf:
There never was much hope... Just a fool's hope.
Our enemy is ready. His full strength's gathered. Not only orcs but men as well, legions of Haradrim from the South. Mercenaries from the Coast. All will answer Mordor's call. This will be the end of Gondor as we know it. Here the hammerstroke will fall hardest. If the river is taken, if the fort in Osgiliath falls, the last defence of this city will be gone.
Pippin:
But we have the White Wizard; that's got to count for something. Gandalf?
Gandalf:
Sauron is yet to reveal His deadliest servant, the one who will lead Mordor's armies to 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 Nazg?he greatest of the Nine. Minas Morgul is his lair.
Minas Morgul
Gollum:
The
Sam:
No! Mr. Frodo!
Gollum:
Not that way!!! What's it doing?!
Frodo:
No! They're calling me... I can feel his blade!
Gandalf:
We come to it at last... The great battle of our time.
Gollum:
Hurry, hobbits! We climb! We must climb!
Gandalf:
The board is set.
The pieces are moving.
The Beacons of Gondor
Gandalf:
Peregrin Took, my lad. There is a task now to be done. Another opportunity for one of the Shire-folk to prove their great worth. You must not fail me.
Orc leader:
Quiet.
Faramir:
To the river! Quick!
Orc leader:
Faster!
Orc leader:
Draw swords!
Gandalf:
Amon D
Soldier:
The Beacon! The Beacon of Amon Dis lit!
Gandalf:
Hope is recruit.
Aragorn:
The Beacons of Minas Tirith! The Beacons are lit! Gondor calls for aid!
Th鯤en:
And Rohan will answer! Muster the Rohirrim! Assemble the army at Dunharrow: as many men as can be found. You have two days. On the third, we ride for Gondor. And war. Gamling, make haste across the Riddermark. Summon every able-bodied man to Dunharrow.
Aragorn:
You ride with us?
ȯwyn:
Just to the encampment. It's tradition for the women of the court to farewell the men. The men have found their captain. They will follow you into battle, even to death. You have given us hope.
Th鯤en:
So it is before the walls of Minas Tirith, that the doom of our time will be decided.
ȯmer:
Now is the hour, Riders of Rohan, oaths you have taken! Now, fulfil them all! To Lord and Land!
Defeat at Osgiliath
Madril:
Faramir! We can't hold them! The city is lost.
Faramir:
Tell the men to break cover. We ride to Minas Tirith.
Gondorian Soldier:
Nazg?ake cover!
Faramir:
Pull back! Pull back to Minas Tirith! Retreat! Retreat!
Orc leader:
The age of men is over. The time of the orc has come.
Gondorian Soldier:
It's the White Rider!
Faramir:
Mithrandir! They broke our defences, they've taken the bridge in the Westbank. Batallions of orcs are crossing the river.
Gondorian Soldier:
It is as Lord Denethor predicted! Long has he foreseen this doom!
Gandalf:
Foreseen and done nothing! Faramir? This is not the first Halfling to have crossed your paths.
Faramir:
No...
Pippin:
You've seen Frodo and Sam!?
Gandalf:
Where!? When?!
Faramir:
In Ithilien, not two days ago. Gandalf, they're taking the road to the Morgul Vale.
Gandalf:
And then the
Pippin:
What does that mean? What's wrong?!
Gandalf:
Faramir, tell me everything.
The Winding Stairs
Gollum:
Careful, master! Careful! Very far to fall! Very dangerous on the stairs... Come, master! Come to Sm顧ol!
Sam:
Mister Frodo! Get back, you! Don't touch him!
Gollum:
Why does he hates poor Sm顧ol?! What has Sm顧ol ever done to him?! Master... Master carries a heavy burden... Sm顧ol knows... Heavy, heavy burden... Fat one cannot know. Let Sm顧ol look after master. He wants It. He needs It, Sm顧ol sees it in his eyes! Very soon he will ask you for It! You will see! The fat one will take It from you!
The Steward and his Son
Witch-king:
Send forth all legions. Do not stop the attack until the city is taken. Slay them all.
Orc commander:
What of the wizard?
Witch-king:
I will break him.
Guard#1:
Where are Th鯤en's riders?
Guard#2:
Will Rohan's army come?
Guard#2:
Mithrandir?
Gandalf:
Courage is the best defence you have now.
Pippin:
Here do I swear fealty and service to Gondor. In peace or war, in living or dying... F-From... From this hour henceforth, until my lord release me, or death take me.
Denethor:
And I shall not forget it. Nor fail to reward that which is given. Fealty with love. Valor with honor, disloyalty with vengeance. I do not think we should so lightly abandon the outer defences. Defences that your brother long held intact.
Faramir:
What would you have me do?
Denethor:
I will not yield the river in Pelennor unfought. Osgiliath must be retaken.
Faramir:
My lord, Osgiliath is over-run.
Denethor:
Much must be risked in war. Is there a captain here who still has the courage to do his lord's will?
Faramir:
You wish now that our places have been exchanged. That I had died and Boromir had lived.
Denethor:
Yes, I wish that.
Faramir:
Since you are robbed of Boromir, I will do what I can in his stead. If I should return, think better of me, father.
Denethor:
That will depend on the manner of your return.
Go Home
Gollum:
Ugh...
Sam:
What are you up to? Sneakin' off, are we?
Gollum:
S-sneaking? Sneaking!? Fat hobbit is always so polite. Sm顧ol shows them secret ways that nobody else could find, and they say sneak! Sneak!!! Very nice friend, oh yes, my precious, very nice friend!
Sam:
All right, all right! You just startled me, that's all. What were you doing?
Gollum:
Sneaking.
Sam:
Fine. Have it your own way. I'm sorry to wake you, Mr. Frodo. We have to be moving on.
Frodo:
It's dark still...
Sam:
It's always dark here. It's gone! The Elven bread!
Frodo:
What?! That's all we have left!
Sam:
He took it! He must have!
Gollum:
Sm顧ol?! No, no, not poor Sm顧ol! Sm顧ol hates nasty elf-bread.
Sam:
You're a lying rat! What did you do with it!?
Frodo:
He doesn't eat it. He can't have taken it...
Gollum:
Look! What's this? Crumbs on his jacketses! He took it! He took it! I've seen him! He's always stuffing his face when Master's not looking!
Sam:
That's a filthy lie!!! You stinkin' two-faced sneak!
Frodo:
Sam! Stop it! Sam!
Sam:
I'll kill him!
Frodo:
Sam! No!!!
Sam:
Oh my! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it to go so far! I was just so, so angry... Here, just... let's just rest a bit.
Frodo:
I'm alright.
Sam:
No. No you're not alright. You're exhausted. It's that Gollum! It's this place! It's that thing around your neck! I could help a bit! I could carry it for a while. Carry it for a while... I could carry it... carry it... share the load...the load...
Frodo:
Get away!!
Sam:
I don't wanna keep it!
I just wanna 'elp...
Gollum:
See! See! He want's It for himself!
Sam:
Shut up, you! Go away! Get out of here!
Frodo:
No, Sam... It's you... I'm sorry, Sam...
Sam:
But he's a liar! He's poisoned you against me!
Frodo:
You can't help me anymore.
Sam:
You don't mean that...
Frodo:
Go home.
All Shall Fade
Gandalf:
Faramir! Faramir! 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?
Gandalf:
Your father loves you, Faramir! He will remember it before the end.
Denethor:
Can you sing, master hobbit?
Pippin:
Well... yes. At least well enough for my own people. But we have no songs for great halls and ... evil times.
Denethor:
And why should your songs be unfit for my halls? Come, sing me a song.
Pippin:
Home is behind, the world ahead...
And there are many paths to tread...
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.
Dunharrow
Th鯤en:
How many?
Soldier:
I bring five hundred men from the Westfold, my lord.
Gamling:
We have three hundred more from ???
Th鯤en:
Where are the riders from Snowbourn?
Gamling:
None have come, my lord.
Th鯤en:
Six thousand spears. Less than half of what I'd hoped for.
Aragorn:
Six thousand will not be enough to break the lines of Mordor.
Th鯤en:
More will come.
Aragorn:
Every hour lost hastens Gondor's defeat. We have till dawn. Then we must ride.
Legolas:
The horses are restless... and the men are quiet.
ȯmer:
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 the mountain.
ȯmer:
None who venture there ever return. That mountain is evil.
Gimli:
Aragorn. Let's find some food.
And?
ȯwyn:
There. A true esquire of Rohan.
Merry:
I'm ready! Sorry... It isn't all that dangerous. It's not even sharp!
ȯwyn:
Well that's no good; you won't kill many orcs with a blunt blade. Come on!
To the smithy, go!
ȯmer:
You should not encourage him.
ȯwyn:
You should not doubt him.
ȯmer:
I do not doubt his heart; only the reach of his arm.
ȯwyn:
Why should Merry be left behind; he has as much cause go to war as you!
Why can he not fight for those he loves?
Arwen:
I choose a mortal life. I wish I could have seen him... one last time.
Soldier:
Sir? King Th鯤en awaits you, my lord.
Th鯤en:
I take my leave.
Aragorn:
My lord Elrond.
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 as you know, but in secret He sends another force which will attack from the river. The fleet of corsair ships sails from the South. They'll be in the city in two 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! And?- 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 one 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. Ӯen i-Estel Edain. [I gave Hope to the men]
Aragorn:
ڭchebin Estel anim. [I have kept no hope for myself]
ȯwyn:
Why are you doing this?! The war lies to the East, you can not leave on the eve of battle! You can not abandon the men.
Aragorn:
ȯwyn...
ȯwyn:
We need you here.
Aragorn:
Why have you come?
ȯwyn:
Do you not know?
Aragorn:
It is but a shadow and a thought that you love. I can not give you what you seek.
Gimli:
Just where do you think you're up to?
Aragorn:
Not this time. This time you must stay, Gimli.
Legolas:
Have you learned nothing of the subbornness of Dwarves?
Gimli:
Might as well accept it. We're going with you, laddie.
Soldier:
Where's he going? I don't understand. Lord Aragorn! Why does he leave on the eve of battle?!
Gamling:
He leaves because there is no hope.
Th鯤en:
He leaves because he must.
Gamling:
Too few have come. We can not defeat the armies of Mordor.
Th鯤en:
No, we cannot.
But we will meet them in battle nonetheless.
I would have you smile again
Th鯤en:
I have left instructions. The people are to follow your rule in my stead. Take up my seat in the Golden Hall. Long may you defend Edoras if the battle goes ill.
ȯwyn:
What other duty would you have me do, my lord?
Th鯤en:
Duty? No... I would have you smile again. Not grief for those whose time has come. You shall live to see these days renewed. No more despair.
The Paths of the Dead
Gimli:
What kind of army would linger in such a place?
Legolas:
One that is cursed. Long ago the Men of the Mountain 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 Isildur cursed them: never to rest, until they had fulfilled their pledge.
Gimli:
The very warmth of my blood seems drawn away.
Legolas:
The way is shut... it was made by those who are dead... and the dead keep it. They way is shut.
Aragorn:
Brego!
Aragorn:
I do not fear death!
Gimli:
Well this is something unheard of! An Elf will go underground where a dwarf dare not! Ahh... I'll never hear the end of it!
Th鯤en:
We must ride light and swift. It's a long road ahead. The men and beast must reach the end with a strength to fight. Little hobbits do not belong in war, master Meriadoc.
Merry:
All my friends have gone to battle! I will be ashamed to be left behind!
Th鯤en:
It is a three day gallop to Minas Tirith and none of my riders can bear you as a burden.
Merry:
I want to fight!
Th鯤en:
I will say no more.
ȯwyn:
Ride with me.
Merry:
My lady!
ȯmer:
Form up! Move out!
Th鯤en:
Ride! Ride now for Gondor!
The King of the Dead:
Who enters my domain?
Aragorn:
One who will have your allegiance.
The King of the Dead:
The dead do not suffer the living to pass.
Aragorn:
You will suffer me!
The 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.
Aragorn:
I summon you to fulfill your oath.
The King of the Dead:
None, but the king of Gondor may command me!
That blade was broken!
Aragorn:
It has been remade. Fight for us and regain y