- (The scene shifts to the Orcs still attacking Minas Tirith. Grond is being pulled back by several Trolls, and released.
It hits the gate with a heavy thud.)
Back to the gate! Hurry!
(Pippin wanders up to the
courtyard. He sees Denethor carrying a lit torch. Behind him follow guards who carry a litter, upon which lies the unconscious
Faramir. Denethor pushes open the doors to the House of the Stewards on Rath Dínen and enters.)
tomb for Denethor and Faramir. No long, slow, sleep of death embalmed. We shall burn, like the heathen kings of old. (Turning
to guard.) Bring wood and oil!
(The Orcs are still attempting to batter the front gate down.)
(Grond's nose breaks through, and the Gondorian soldiers look more than a bit scared.)
You are soldiers of Gondor. No matter what comes through that gate, you will stand your ground.
(The doors burst
wide open, and several Trolls in battle armor come rushing in.)
shoot the Trolls. Fighting ensues.
- Back at Cirith Ungol, Frodo appears to be coming out of the pass. He sees the Great Eye atop its tower in the distance.
While looking at it, he doesn't notice Shelob creeping up from above him. He hears a noise and spins around. When he turns
back around, Shelob's stinger stabs him in the chest, and he collapses after the poison works its way through his system.
She picks him up with her spinnerets, and begins cocooning him. Sting and the Phial of Galadriel suddenly appear, held by
the stalwart Sam.)
Let him go, you filth!
(Shelob looks at Sam and shrieks.)
Let him go!
(Shelob drops Frodo and moves towards Sam.)
You will not touch him again!
(Shelob moves closer.)
Come on and finish it!
(Shelob attacks Sam, and he slashes
her leg. She knocks the Light of Eärendil from his hand and kicks it away. Shelob pushes Sam up against the rock wall and
tries to bite him. Sam fights back, kicking Shelob in the head. They both fall to the ground, and Sam picks up Sting again.
Sam stabs Shelob in the eye with the sword and does some damage. He tries again, but Shelob grabs Sting in her jaws and throws
it behind Sam. Shelob tries to sting Sam, but misses as Sam rolls several times. Finally, Sam reaches Sting and drives it
up, just as Shelob stings down. The blade is rammed deep into the spider's abdomen and she falls backwards, staggering and
(He pushes her back with the light from the phial and with Sting. Shelob
retreats into her tunnel. Sam turns his attention to the cocoon of Frodo.)
tears the web from Frodo's face. His eyes are staring off into the distance, and he is deathly pale.)
Oh no! Frodo!
(Sam tries to wake Frodo.)
(Sam takes Frodo into
his arms, and begins to cry.)
Wake up! Don't leave me here alone! Don't go where I can't follow!
(Sam's face is filled with sorrow as he realizes Frodo won't wake.)
(Sam holds Frodo close, and sobs. Sting glows blue, signaling that Orcs are nearby. Sam takes up Sting and hides behind
a rock. The Orcs come down the stairs and spot Frodo.)
What's this? Looks like old Shelob's been
having a bit of fun.
Killed another one, has she?
No, this fellow ain't dead.
(Whispers from behind the rocks.) Not dead!
She jabs him with her stinger and he goes
as limp as a boned fish. Then she has her way with them. That's how she likes to feed...fresh blood. Get him to the tower!
(The Orcs take Frodo up the stairs to the Tower of Cirith Ungol.)
Samwise, you fool!
This scum will be awake in a couple of hours.
Then he'll wish he'd never been born!
(Cut to Minas Tirith. Faramir is being placed on a pyre of wood. Faramir moves uneasily in his unconscious sleep. The
guards place piles of wood around the pyre table. Denethor bends over him and touches his face.)
The house of his spirit crumbles. He is burning. Already burning.
(Pippin runs up to Faramir, and tries to remove
the wood surrounding the pyre.)
(hysterically) He's not dead! He's not dead!
grabs Pippin and drags him out. Pippin continues to cry out that Faramir is not dead.)
Peregrin, son of Paladin, I release you from my service. Go now and die in what way seems best to you.
Pippin to the ground and shuts the doors. Pippin is greatly distressed.)
Pour oil on the wood!
(Pippin runs desperately through the city, trying to find the White Wizard. Chaos reigns around him.)
Gandalf! Where is Gandalf? Gandalf!
(Orcs are streaming into the city, while buildings crumble, and Men and women
run in fear.)
Retreat! The city is breached. Fall back! To the second level! Get the women and
children out. Get them out! Gothmog:
Move into the city. Kill all in your path.
(The Orcs run rampant,
killing everything they come across.)
Fight! Fight to the last man! Fight for your lives!
(Horns can be heard in the distance. Gandalf looks up, and recognizes the sound. Outside the city, the ranks of
the Rohirrim crest the hill outside the Pelennor Fields. Théoden looks down on the thousands of Orcs, realizing that this
battle cannot be won. His riders see the same. The Rohirrim are about to lose what courage they had.)
Merry. Courage for our friends. (She holds Merry close to her.)
Form ranks, you maggots. Form
ranks. Pikes in front, archers behind.
(Théoden bares his teeth at the enemy, and summons his courage, riding to his
captains and giving orders.)
Éomer, take your éored 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!
rides in front of the Rohirrim, trying to bolster their courage.)
Arise! Arise, Riders of Théoden!
(Théoden rides in front of Éowyn, and she hides her face from him.)
Spears shall be shaken!
Shields shall be splintered! A sword day! A red day! Ere the sun rises!
(The riders ready their spears, as do the Orcs.)
(to Merry) Whatever happens, stay with me. I'll look after you.
(Merry tries not
to look nervous. Théoden rides in front of the horses, banging his sword against their lowered spears.)
now! Ride now! Ride! Ride for ruin, and the world's ending! Death!
(Éowyn gulps, looking
(Horns sound. The Rohirrim charge. The Orcs ready
to fire at them.)
(The arrows are fired and many riders fall.)
(More arrows are fired, and more Rohirrim fall.)
(More riders fall as another round of arrows are fired, but they charge on and the Orcs begin to back off. The
Rohirrim charge into the Mordor armies with such a force that no Orc could withstand them.
Meanwhile, Pippin continues to run through the city, looking for Gandalf, and finally finds him.)
Gandalf! Gandalf, Denethor's lost his mind. He's burning Faramir alive!
Come! (He pulls Pippin
(The Rohirrim continue to decimate the Orc army. Back in the city Denethor stands atop the pyre pouring
oil over his head. He looks down at Faramir who is covered in oil. Faramir's face twitches, but it passes unnoticed.)
a fire in our flesh.
(Denethor stands on the pyre, arms outstretched like a martyr. Faramir lies at his feet. The
attending soldiers move closely to the pyre with their torches. Just as they are about to put fire to wood, Shadowfax kicks
open the doors.)
Stay this madness!
(The guards stop. Denethor grabs a torch from a guard
and lights the pile of wood himself. Gandalf takes up a spear and charges Denethor, knocking him off the pyre. Pippin leaps
from Shadowfax onto the pyre and tries to roll Faramir from a flaming death. After several tries Pippin succeeds and they
both fall off onto the ground. Pippin slaps the flames off Faramir's clothes. Denethor rises and attacks Pippin.)
You will not take my son from me!
(Gandalf rides up again and Shadowfax rears high, knocking Denethor onto the pyre,
which now roars with flame. Denethor looks through the fire at Faramir, who has opened his eyes. Realizing that his son his
still alive, Denethor softens...)
(But the flames leap around him and set the
steward ablaze. Mad with pain, the screaming Denethor leaps from the pyre and runs burning from the house, where he falls
from the edge of Minas Tirith.)
So passes Denethor, son of Ecthelion.
(The Rohirrim are
still slashing away at the Orcs, who begin retreating back to Mordor.)
Drive them to the river!
Make safe the city!
(All of a sudden everything becomes silent. We see a huge group of Mûmakil,
ready for battle, approaching the Rohirrim. Théoden and his Men watch in fear as the giant beasts march toward them.)
Reform the line! Reform the line!
(The riders fall back into position, and prepare to charge
Sound the charge!
(Gamling blows his horn.)
(The Rohirrim charge towards the Mûmakil, and get decimated by the strength and size of their opponents. The Mûmakil
use their tusks to send riders flying, and stomp upon them with their feet. The archers on the back of the giant beasts also
kill many riders. Éomer pauses in front of one beast, and throws his spear at its driver, killing him. The driver falls, stabbing
his Mûmak in the ear, which causes it to swing sideways, taking down another beast and itself. Meanwhile, Éowyn and Merry
are riding amongst the Mûmakil, barely dodging death several times.)
Take the reins! Pull to the
(She grabs a second sword from an Orc, and riding between a Mûmak's legs, hamstrings it, causing it to
(shooting arrows) Aim for the head!
(The Mûmak he is aiming for rises on
its hind legs, and begins to stagger.)
Bring it down! Bring it down! Bring it down!
nearby Mûmak falls, nearly landing on Merry and Éowyn. Their horse falls, and they are sent flying. Éowyn narrowly misses
being landed on, by rolling away. Merry appears to have disappeared.)
(The Orcs are attacking the next level of the city, and soldiers wait behind the gate, ready to attack. Gandalf
and Pippin are sitting behind a short wall, watching, and waiting.)
I didn't think it would end
(Gandalf looks at him in surprise.)
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,
and then you see it.
(Pippin listens hopefully, as the sounds of the battle around them fade.)
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.
(They smile slightly at each
other. The Orcs have nearly broken in. Gandalf nods at the Hobbit, and Pippin tightens the grip on his sword
Outside the gate, the Rohirrim grimly continue to fight on.)
Rally to me! To me!
riders near him are suddenly nervous. Théoden turns around and is aware of the presence of the Witch-king. The Witch-king
swoops down and knocks down Snowmane and Théoden. Snowmane lands on top of Théoden. Not far off, Éowyn watches in shock and
horror. The fellbeast stands over Théoden.)
Feast on his flesh.
to stand in front of the beast.) I will kill you if you touch him!
Do not come between a Nazgûl
and his prey.
(The fellbeast tries to strike, and misses, foolishly leaving its neck exposed. Éowyn chops its head
off in two strokes, and it dies, flailing about and landing heavily. The Witch-king then stands in front of Éowyn, a flail
in its hand. Éowyn looks on in fear, and then ducks and sidesteps as the Nazgûl tries to hit her. The Witch-king finally lands
a hit on her shield, and it shatters. She falls, crying out, and clutching her arm…The Witch-king stands triumphantly
Elsewhere on the battlefield, black ships begin arriving at the pier.)
Late as usual, pirate
scum! There's knife work here that needs doing. Come on, ya sea rats! Get off your ships!
(Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli
hop down from one of the ships.)
(muttering to Legolas) There's plenty for the both of
us, may the best Dwarf win!
(Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli then start running, charging the Orcs. The Dead stream from
behind them, over the water, killing everything in their path.
Merry crawls out from under the Mûmak he had been nearly crushed under, and sees Éowyn facing off against the Witch-king.
Éowyn pants in fear as the Witch-king approaches.)
(Grabs Éowyn's neck.) You fool,
no man can kill me! Die now…
(Suddenly Merry comes up from behind and stabs the Witch-king in the back of the
leg. His blade crumbles into nothing and he falls to the ground, holding his right arm in pain. The Witch-king shrieks, and
falls to its knees. Éowyn stands up and takes off her helmet, shaking her long golden hair loose.)
am no man!
(With a cry, she stabs the Witch-king in the face with her blade. She falls to the ground in agony, but
the Witch-king withers and crumples into nothing with a shrill cry, while Merry and Éowyn watch in surprise and shock. The
scene shifts over to various shots of Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli fighting.)
he goes) 15, 16...
(hacking up Orcs) 17...
(Aragorn takes down several Orcs and
(Legolas turns to see an Oliphaunt
charging him and rushes to meet it, swinging up onto its tusk. He quickly moves from its trunk to its leg, clambering up its
limb using the many arrows stuck in its hide as hand and foot holds. Reaching the top he is met by several Southron warriors.)
(while shooting them down) 33, 34...
(Legolas then grabs hold of the rope holding
the platform on the Oliphaunt's back. Swinging off, he cuts the rope and lets the platform fall over the side, pulling him
up to the creature's back. Running up to the Oliphaunt's head he strings three arrows and shoots them into the beast's skull,
bringing it down. Legolas slides off the trunk, landing safely on the ground in front of an amazed Gimli.)
That still only counts as one!
(Aragorn looks over the battlefield; realizing most of the enemies are dead. In
the distance, a group of The Dead take down a Mûmak. The Dead overrun the city, killing all of the Mordor troops.
Meanwhile, Éowyn crawls to Théoden's side.)
(Opens his eyes and looks at her.) I
know your face...Éowyn.
(Éowyn smiles tearfully.)
My eyes darken.
Théoden's head gently.) No. No, I am going to save you.
(weakly) You already did. Éowyn,
my body is broken. You have to let me go. I go to my fathers in whose mighty company I shall not now feel ashamed. (He
draws a labored breath.) Éowyn...
(Théoden dies and Éowyn cries bitterly over his body.
In another spot on the battlefield, the Army of the Dead stands before Aragorn.)
King of the Dead:
Bad idea. Very handy in a tight spot, these lads, despite the fact they're dead.
You gave us your word.
I hold your oath fulfilled. Go, be at peace.
King of the Dead closes his eyes in relief, and the dead shimmer, and then disappear, as if blown away by the wind. Pippin
walks slowly around the battlefield, and seeing something, rushes over, and pushes an Orc body off of Merry.)
Merry in his arms) Merry! Merry, it's me. (crying) It's Pippin.
(weakly) I knew
you'd find me.
Are you going to leave me?
No, Merry. I'm
going to look after you.
(Pippin grabs a cloak and covers Merry with it.
- The scene shifts to the Tower of Cirith Ungol. Frodo is unconscious or asleep, his chest is bare, and his hands are bound.
The noise from the Orcs behind him wakes him, and he opens his eyes. Shagrat examines the mithril shirt removed from Frodo,
bringing it into the light.)
Hands off! That shiny shirt, that's mine!
going to the Great Eye, along with everything else.
(Frodo gropes at his neck, realizing that he hasn't got the Ring
I don't take orders from stinking Morgul rats!
(Gorbag lunges for the mithril
shirt. Shagrat grabs a blade and points it at Gorbag.)
You touch it, and I'll stick this blade
in your gut.
(Gorbag wrestles the blade from Shagrat and pushes him down a ladder, and then a set of stairs, to where
another group of Orcs are eating.)
The scum tried to knife me. Kill him!
(The Orcs growl,
and lunge towards Shagrat. One of them gets knocked out a window, which rallies the smaller Orcs to begin fighting once they
see what is happening. Sam approaches the Tower, and hears the sounds of fighting. Sam enters the Tower of Cirith Ungol and
sees that all the Orcs are dead. He begins to climb up the stairs, and then realizes that there are some more Orcs coming
down towards him. He begins making noise and flexing so his shadow grows, which makes the Orcs believe that he is a large,
powerful warrior. They begin to back away. He comes out and the Orcs, realizing that he is a small Hobbit, come after him.
But Sam, holding Sting, fights and kills them one by one.)
(He kills one.) That's for Frodo!
(And another.) And for the Shire! (And the last one.) And that's for my old Gaffer!
upwards through the Tower. Frodo, struggling to get out of his restraints, hears someone coming up the ladder.)
your squealing, you dung hill rat. (He draws his weapon.) I'm going to bleed you like a stuck pig!
suddenly cries out, and the tip of Sting appears, thrust through his chest. It gleams blue for a moment, and then fades as
Not if I stick you first.
(Sam drops Sting and kneels
Oh, Sam, I'm so sorry. Sorry for everything.
Let's get you out
of here. (He begins untying Frodo's bonds.)
(in despair) It's too late. It's over.
They've taken it. Sam, they took the Ring.
Beggin', your pardon, but they haven't. (He pulls the Ring
out of his pocket, as Frodo looks on in shock.) I thought I'd lost you, so I took it. Only for safekeeping. (He holds
the Ring out.)
Give it to me. (Sam pulls back slightly.) Give me the Ring, Sam. (The
Ring speaks to Sam, and he seems uncertain as to what to do.) Sam! Give me the Ring!
(Sam slowly hands it over,
and Frodo snatches it from his hand. He puts the chain over his head, looking greatly relieved, and then looks up at Sam.)
You must understand, the Ring is my burden. It will destroy you, Sam. (He shudders and gasps while
trying to stand under the weight of the Ring.)
Come on, Mister Frodo. We'd best find you some clothes.
You can't go walking through Mordor in naught but your skin. (Frodo chuckles slightly.)
(The two Hobbits
leave the Tower, and stand looking down at Mordor. They are both wearing Orc armor.)
We did it, Mister
Frodo. We made it to Mordor.
(Gazing at the legions of Orcs standing between them and Mt. Doom.)
There's so many of them. We'll never get through unseen. (The Eye of Sauron sweeps the plain in front of them.) It's
We have to go in there, Mister Frodo. There's nothing for it. (Frodo looks at him
wearily.) Come on, let's just make it down the hill for starters.
Éomer, Legolas, Gimli, Aragorn, and Gandalf stand in the hall at Minas Tirith. Gimli sits in the steward's seat.)
Frodo has passed beyond my sight. The darkness is deepening.
If Sauron had the
Ring we would know it.
It's only a matter of time. He has suffered a defeat, yes, but behind the walls
of Mordor our enemy is regrouping.
(breathing out a puff of smoke) Let him stay there. Let
him rot! Why should we care?
Because ten thousand Orcs now stand between Frodo and Mount Doom. (sighing)
I've sent him to his death.
(quietly) No. There's still hope for Frodo. He needs time, and
safe passage across the Plains of Gorgoroth. We can give him that.
Sauron's armies. Empty his lands. Then we gather our full strength and march on the Black Gate.
(Gimli coughs out
smoke in surprise.)
We cannot achieve victory through strength of arms.
for ourselves, but we can give Frodo his chance if we keep Sauron's Eye fixed upon us. Keep him blind to all else that moves.
(aside to Aragorn) Sauron will suspect a trap. He will
not take the bait.
Certainty of death. Small chance of success. What are we waiting for?
(The Host of the West marches from Minas Tirith for Mordor, led by Aragorn in king's armor. Near him ride Gandalf,
Legolas, Gimli, Éomer, Merry and Pippin.)
To the gate, you slugs! (The troops begin moving northward.)
Move out! To the gate!
(Frodo and Sam, dressed in Orc uniforms, look down on the plains of Gorgoroth. The Orcs are moving, and the Great Eye
is looking northward.)
Look, the Orcs! They're moving off. You see, Mister Frodo, some luck at last.
(The two Hobbits struggle through a rocky, smoke-filled plain. The Orc armor clearly wears them down, and they discard
it eventually. Aragorn and company are shown approaching the Black Gates, and then we cut back to Frodo, trying to wring the
last bits of liquid from his water skin.)
Take mine, there's a few drops left.
Frodo his water container, and Frodo drinks what is in it. Both Hobbits are very dirty, and Frodo looks especially tired and
There'll be none left for the return journey.
I don't think there will
be a return journey, Mister Frodo.
(They look at each other sadly, and then Sam holds out his hand to Frodo, to help
him up. They continue on. Aragorn's troops stand outside the Black Gate. We cut back to Frodo and Sam again, and Frodo is
staggering along, flapping his hands at things in front of him that only he can see, while Sam looks on sadly. Frodo pauses,
and looks around. The Great Eye in the distance turns towards them, and Sam dives for cover.)
Get down! Hide!
(Frodo turns around slowly and meets the gaze of the Eye. He crumples to the ground.)
(The Eye continues to sweep over their location. We cut back to Aragorn and his army.)
Where are they?
(Aragorn, Gandalf, Legolas, Éomer and Aragorn's herald spur their horses forward toward the Gate.)
the Lord of the Black Land come forth. Let justice be done upon him.
(The Black Gate begins to
open, and on Barad-dûr, the Eye swings its gaze towards the North. Aragorn and the others see the Orcs marching towards them
through the gate.)
Fall back! Fall back! (They ride back to their own forces.)
It's gone, Mister Frodo. The light's passed on, away towards the North. Something's drawn its gaze.
(He helps Frodo stand up, and they struggle on.)
(Uncountable numbers of Orcs march toward the Host of the West. The soldiers are starting to lose heart and courage.)
Hold your ground! Hold your ground.
(The Men stare at him, fear and uncertainty written on
their faces. Aragorn rides back and forth in front of them, trying to shore up their courage.)
of Gondor! Of Rohan! My brothers. I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me. A day may come when the
courage of Men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day. An hour of wolves
and shattered shields when the Age of Men comes crashing down, but it is not this day! This day we fight! By all that you
hold dear on this good earth, I bid you stand, Men of the West!
(The Men draw their swords. We cut back to Frodo and Sam, struggling up the side of Mount Doom. Frodo slips and
falls, and Sam stumbles to a halt beside him. Back at the battle, Aragorn and the others watch as they are surrounded by Sauron's
forces. The scene shifts back to the Hobbits, and Frodo looks up at the fiery peak above him, looking utterly defeated. He
finds some strength within him, and begins pulling himself slowly and painfully up the mountainside with his bare fingers,
trying to complete his quest. His strength finally gives out, and he collapses.)
I'd die fighting side by side with an elf.
What about side by side with a friend?
Aye, I could do that.
(Sam climbs up to Frodo and takes him in his arms, rocking him back and forth. He looks down at his master.)
Sam: Do you remember the Shire, Mister Frodo? It'll be spring soon, and the Orchards will be in blossom. And the
birds will be nesting in the hazel thicket and they'll be sowing the summer barley in the lower fields. (Frodo opens his
eyes, and stares blindly at Sam.) And eating the first of the strawberries with cream. Do you remember the taste of strawberries?
Frodo: (gasping for breath) No, Sam, I can't recall the taste of food. Nor the sound of water. Or the
touch of grass. I'm naked in the dark. There's nothing…no veil between me and the wheel of fire. I can see him with
my waking eyes! (His eyes widen in pain and fear.)
Sam: (in tears) Then let us be rid of it,
once and for all! Come on, Mister Frodo. I can't carry it for you, but I can carry you! Come on!
(Sam staggers to
his feet, placing Frodo over his shoulder. He continues slowly up the mountain, carrying Frodo and the Ring forward one step
at a time. Meanwhile, the Eye of Sauron is now completely focused on Aragorn.)
Sauron's voice: Aragorn...Elessar...
(Aragorn is motionless and stares off at the Eye in the distance. He then turns to the army behind him.)
(Aragorn runs towards the Orcs, with Merry and Pippin right behind him, then the rest of the army
following behind them.)
- Sam nears the top of the mountain, still carrying Frodo. He sees the entrance to the Crack of Doom.)
Mister Frodo. A doorway! We're almost there.
(Gollum appears on top of a rock above the Hobbits.)
Hobbits, to climb so high!
(He jumps on Frodo, and pulls him off of Sam's back. Gollum clambers on top of Frodo and
starts to reach for the Ring. Sam grabs Gollum from behind and pulls him off, but Gollum attacks again. Sam picks up a rock
and throws it at Gollum, knocking him off of Frodo. Gollum gets up again, and goes for Frodo, but Sam dives and rolls him
away. The battle at the Black Gate continues, and the Nazgûl swoop in to do some damage. Gollum and Sam keep fighting, and
Gollum bites Sam, and tries to attack him again. Sam pulls out his sword, and cuts Gollum in the chest.)
(turns to look for Frodo) Frodo!
(Frodo is now running up the mountain towards the Crack of Doom.
- At the battle, Gandalf sees a Nazgûl flying in for the kill, and then suddenly sees a moth flying in front of his face.
In the sky, the cries of Eagles can be heard as several great Eagles appear, one of which attacks the Nazgûl headed towards
(shouting joyfully) Eagles! The Eagles are coming! (The Eagles swoop down
at the Nazgûl and attack them.)
(Back at the Crack of Doom, Sam runs in, and looks for Frodo.)
standing at the edge of the pit of molten lava, and he turns his head to look wearily at Sam.)
(Frodo holds the Ring out before him, above the fiery pit, but does not
throw it in.)
Go on. Now! Throw it in the fire.
(Frodo is still reluctant, and struggles internally,
trying to do what he knows he must.)
What are you waiting for? Just let it go!
deeply at the Ring, listening to its call. He pulls the Ring back to his chest, and turns back to Sam.)
Ring is mine!
(He pulls the Ring off of its chain.)
(Frodo puts the
Ring on his finger, a smile of pure evil on his face. He disappears.)
Eye suddenly becomes aware of the presence of the Ring, and turns its gaze to Mount Doom, while the Nazgûl abruptly leave
the battle and head in the same direction. Back in the Crack of Doom, Sam stares in shock and despair at Frodo's footprints
on the rock before him. Gollum appears over his shoulder, and he hits Sam with a rock. Sam drops unconscious to the floor.
Gollum then tracks the footprints of Frodo, and jumps on him. Frodo cries out as he struggles with Gollum.
The action returns to the battle for a moment, where Aragorn faces off against a Troll.)
(Sam wakes up, and sees Gollum
and an invisible Frodo struggling at the edge of the pit. Gollum grabs Frodo's finger, and bites it off, taking the Ring with
it. Frodo shrieks in agony, and falls to his knees, holding his bleeding hand in the other. Gollum holds the Ring before him
in delight, ecstatic to finally have his Precious in his possession again. He cavorts at the edge of the pit, crying out his
excitement and happiness.)
Precious, precious, precious, precious!
(Frodo stands up, glaring
at Gollum with hatred, and grabs him, trying to wrest the Ring away from him. Meanwhile, the battle back at the Gate goes
ill, and Aragorn is being crushed by the Troll, while the forces of Men around him are being rapidly decimated. We cut back
to Frodo and Gollum, who are still struggling at the edge of the pit, when they both lose their balance, and go over the edge.
Gollum falls toward the lava, holding the Ring to his chest in joy. He hits the lava, and melts away, while the Ring floats
on the top. Sam runs to the edge of the pit, and sees Frodo clinging to the rocks over the fire. He extends his hand to his
Give me your hand!
(The Ring in the lava begins feeling the heat, and Elvish letters
begin to glow on its edges.)
Take my hand!
(Frodo throws up his bloody left hand, and it slips
out of Sam's.)
(Frodo looks up at Sam, anguish written in his face, and the desire to
just let go and end it all can plainly be seen in his eyes.)
Don't you let go! Don't let go. Reach!
(Frodo reaches for Sam's hand and is pulled up. The Ring disintegrates within the pool of molten lava, and the Great
Eye cries out in horror and pain. Sauron's troops suddenly pause and look back to Mordor, and then begin running away.
Aragorn and the others stare in shock, as the tower of Barad-dûr falls, and the Eye of Sauron disappears. A great explosion
blows out from the dying Eye, and the Black Gate and the lands in between collapse and crumble, taking most of Sauron's troops
(The top of Mount Doom suddenly erupts in a great
fiery explosion, and Merry and the others watch in horror as they realize that their friends are in the midst of the eruption.
Back at the Crack of Doom, Frodo and Sam are running and jumping to escape the doorway, and get away from the river of lava
flowing behind them. They jump to an outcropping of rock, and look across Mordor and the pooling lava, gazing at what they
have wrought, and knowing that there's no way for them to escape. Frodo shudders, realizing with both joy and despair that
the Ring is destroyed.)
It's gone. It's done.
Yes, Mister Frodo. It's over
(They rest themselves upon the rock, waiting for the end to come, while the world around them falls to pieces
in fiery chaos. Frodo's eyes are closed, and he looks exhausted, yet immensely relieved.)
see the Shire…the Brandywine River…Bag End…Gandalf's fireworks…the lights in the Party Tree.
Rosie Cotton dancing. She had ribbons in her hair. If ever I was to marry someone, it would've been her. It would've been
her. (Sam begins to cry; Frodo comes over to comfort him, and puts his arm around him.)
glad to be with you, Samwise Gamgee, here at the end of all things.
(Fade to black)
Sam lie unconscious on the rock, completely surrounded by flowing lava. Three Eagles appear in the sky, one carrying Gandalf
on his back. They swoop down, pick up the Hobbits gently in their claws and fly away. Frodo, half-conscious, opens his eyes
and sees the Eagles before he passes out again.)
- (Frodo and Sam lie unconscious on the rock, completely surrounded by flowing lava. Three Eagles appear in the sky, one
carrying Gandalf on his back. They swoop down, pick up the Hobbits gently in their claws and fly away. Frodo, half-conscious,
opens his eyes and sees the Eagles before he passes out again.)
(The screen is dazzling white. In the background,
objects start to come into focus, and Frodo is seen lying on a bed. Frodo then sits up, and smiles. He looks at Gandalf who
is standing at the foot of the bed.)
- (in disbelief) Gandalf?
(Gandalf nods, smiling and laughing. Frodo begins to laugh in joy. The two friends
continue to laugh, when Merry and Pippin come to the door.)
(Merry and Pippin run
over to Frodo's bed and jump on it, laughing and hugging him. Next, Gimli comes to the door, and starts laughing as well.)
(looks up) Gimli!
(Gimli then moves into the room. Legolas appears in the doorway.
He smiles, and enters the room. Aragorn comes to the room next, looking very kingly, and smiling with pleasure.)
(The camera moves back to show Merry and Pippin still on the bed hugging and laughing with Frodo,
while Gandalf, Gimli, Legolas, and Aragorn stand by the bed. The camera once more moves to the door and Sam is standing there.
He looks at Frodo and Frodo looks at him. Both have looks of understanding, love, and friendship on their faces.)
(View of Minas Tirith; over-head view showing thousands of men and women standing in the courtyard. Gandalf crowns
Aragorn on the stairs in front of the great hall. Gimli is nearby, having held the crown for Gandalf.)
Now come the days of the king. (He smiles down at Aragorn, and says softly) May they be blessed.
facing the cheering crowd, Aragorn pauses to catch his breath before taking on the mantle of his duty and destiny.)
his hands) 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.
(The crowd cheers and applauds. White flower petals from the White Tree begin to fall. We see Faramir
and Éowyn standing together. They smile and look at each other lovingly as they applaud the king.)
tall and proud, King Elessar sings in Quenya the song which, long years before his forefather, Elendil, had sung as his feet
first touched the lands of Middle-earth.)
Et Eärello Endorenna utúlien. Sinome maruvan ar Hildinyar tenn' Ambar-metta.
(Out of the Great Sea to Middle-earth I am come. In this place will I abide, and my heirs, unto the ending of the world.)
(Aragorn walks down the aisle. People are standing to the two sides smiling and cheering. He walks past Éowyn,
Faramir, and Éomer, who smile and bow/curtsy to him. A group of Elves comes up to Aragorn, led by Legolas. The two reach each
other and place a hand on the other's shoulder.)
Hannon le. (Thank you.)
back a small smile as he steps aside. Behind him stands Elrond. A white banner with The White Tree is seen, and Arwen reveals
herself behind it. Holding the banner, she walks up and curtsies to the king. Aragorn looks at her in disbelief and deep love
as he caresses her face. Aragorn and Arwen embrace and kiss each other. The crowd again applauds. Arwen laughs joyfully and
Elrond looks on smiling.)
(Aragorn and Arwen walk hand in hand through the crowd. They come before the four Hobbits,
who bow to the king and queen.)
(to the Hobbits) My friends. You bow to no one.
kneels before them, and everyone in the courtyard does so as well. The Hobbits look about them, overwhelmed by this great
honor. The camera pulls away and shows a map of Middle-earth.)
(v.o.) And thus it was, the Fourth
Age of Middle-earth began, and the Fellowship of the Ring, though eternally bound by friendship and love, was ended. (The
camera swoops along the path of the Fellowship in reverse, finally ending in the Shire.) Thirteen months to the day,
since Gandalf sent us on our long journey, we found ourselves looking upon a familiar site.
(The Hobbits ride through
Hobbiton on ponies, wearing rich clothing.)
We were home.
(An older, fat Hobbit, cleaning
his front walk, looks on in disgust as the four Hobbits ride by and nod to him in greeting. He shakes his head, and turns
back to his cleaning.)
(Back at the Green Dragon Inn, Frodo almost bumps into a man carrying a large pumpkin. He sets
four mugs of ale on the table before his friends. Merry, Pippin, Sam and Frodo look about them, at the simple folk and their
simple lives who have no conception of the dangers they all went through to save the world, and the Shire. The four Hobbits
look at each other, and raise their mugs to friends made and lost, battles won, and quests fulfilled. Sam suddenly looks up,
and sees Rosie behind the counter. He quaffs a gulp of ale, and with a look of determination in his eye, heads to the bar
to speak to her. Pippin and Merry look on in surprise, and grin, while Frodo begins to laugh. Cut to Sam and Rosie's wedding
day, where they kiss. Rosie throws her bouquet, which is caught by Pippin. The young Hobbit lass standing next to him gives
him a roguish glance, and he smirks and nods. Frodo looks on grinning, and then his smile fades slightly.)
do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on, when in your heart, you begin to understand, there is no going
back? (Shot of Bag End looking exceptionally tidy.) There are some things that time cannot mend. Some hurts that
go too deep…that have taken hold.
(Frodo is sitting at Bilbo's writing desk, writing something on the page before
him. Frodo closes the book and opens to the title page showing 'There and Back Again by Bilbo Baggins.' He reaches for his
pen, and the sound of him writing something can be heard. Overtaken by a sudden pain he puts down the pen and holds his shoulder.
Sam enters the room behind him.)
Mr. Frodo? What is it?
It's been four years to the day since Weathertop, Sam. It's never really healed.
(Sam looks at the book over his shoulder.)
'There and Back again, a Hobbit's Tale by Bilbo Baggins'…and 'The Lord of the Rings by Frodo Baggins.'
You finished it.
(Frodo closes the book.)
Not quite. There's room for a little more. (He
smiles gently up at his friend.)
(A carriage pulls into Hobbiton, driven by Gandalf, who smiles at the four Hobbits who are waiting for him. The
carriage drives through the green countryside.)
(v.o.) Bilbo once told me, his part in this tale
would end. That each of must come and go in the telling. Bilbo's story was now over. There would be no more journeys for him…save
Tell me again, lad...where are we going?
To the harbor, Uncle. The elves have
accorded you a special honor. A place on the last ship to leave Middle-earth.
(Inside the carriage, Bilbo is resting
his head upon Frodo's shoulder. He looks very, very old.)
Frodo, any chance of seeing that old
Ring of mine again? Hmm? The one I gave you?
(Frodo looks worried for a moment, and a little sad.)
I'm sorry, Uncle. I'm afraid I lost it.
Oh. Did ye? I should like to have held it, one last time.
(Frodo smiles slightly, and the two rest their heads against each other and close their eyes.)
and the Hobbits reach the Havens and they come to the harbor. Frodo and Sam help Bilbo walk along.)
(gasps) Oh! Here is a sight that I have never seen before.
(A white ship is docked there. Upon the quay
stand Elrond, Celeborn and Galadriel, who smile and greet them.)
The power of the three rings
is ended. The time has come for the Dominion of Men.
I Aear can vên na mar. (The sea calls us home.)
(Grins and chuckles.) I think I'm quite ready for another adventure.
(He hobbles over
to the Elves. Elrond takes Bilbo's hand and leads him onto the ship. Galadriel smiles and follows with Celeborn. Gandalf turns
to look at the Hobbits before him, and smiles down at them.)
Farewell, my brave Hobbits. My work
is now finished. Here at last, on the shores of the sea, comes the end of our Fellowship.
(Merry and Pippin start
to cry, but Frodo watches in silence.)
I will not say, do not weep, for not all tears are an evil.
(He moves toward the ship and then turns back.) It is time, Frodo.
(The other Hobbits turn to look at Frodo
What does he mean?
We set out to save the Shire, Sam. And it has
been saved. But not for me.
(Beginning to cry.) You don't mean that. You can't leave!
(Gives Sam the Red Book.) The last pages are for you, Sam.
(Frodo embraces first Merry, and then Pippin,
both of whom are crying. Frodo turns lastly to Sam and holds him tight while Sam sobs. Frodo pulls back, and laying his hands
on Sam's neck, gently kisses his forehead. They exchange one final glance, and then Frodo turns towards the ship. He takes
Gandalf's hand and they walk together onto the ship. Frodo turns back to look at Sam, Merry and Pippin one last time, and
a beatific smile shines from his face as he gazes fondly upon his friends. With a nod, he turns, and faces his new destiny.
The White Ship leaves Middle-earth and sails into the West. Merry and Pippin turn to leave, but Sam stands to watch the ship
until it disappears.)
(Sam is walking up the road in Hobbiton, which is green and verdant, filled with flowers and
all manner of plants. All of a sudden a little Hobbit-girl with curly blonde hair comes out of the nearest Hobbit hole, and
runs to Sam, who picks her up.)
(v.o.) My dear Sam, you cannot always be torn in two. You will
have to be one and whole for many years.
(Rosie comes out holding a baby boy with dark hair. Sam kisses Rosie.)
(v.o.) You have so much to enjoy and to be, and to do. Your part in this story will go on.
(Sam puts the little girl down, and closes the gate. They walk into Bag End, and the door closes behind