Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King
[A council convenes in the throne room at Minas Tirith.]
Gandalf: "Frodo has passed beyond my sight."
Gandalf: "The darkness is deepening."
Aragorn: "If Sauron had the Ring we would know it."
Gandalf: "It's only a matter of time."
Gandalf: "He has suffered a defeat, yes, but behind the walls of Mordor our enemy is regrouping."
[Gimli sits on the steward's throne, puffing on a pipe.]
Gimli: "Let him stay there. Let him rot! Why should we care?"
Gandalf: "Because ten thousand Orcs now stand between Frodo and Mount Doom."
Gandalf: "I've sent him to his death."
Aragorn: "No. There's still hope for Frodo. He needs time, and safe passage across the Plains of Gorgoroth."
Aragorn: "We can give him that."
Gimli: "How?"
Aragorn: "Draw out Sauron's armies. Empty his lands. Then we gather our full strength and march on the Black Gate."
Éomer: "We cannot achieve victory through strength of arms."
Aragorn: "Not for ourselves, but we can give Frodo his chance if we keep Sauron's Eye fixed upon us."
Aragorn: "Keep him blind to all else that moves."
Legolas: "A diversion."
Gimli: "Certainty of death. Small chance of success. What are we waiting for?"
Gandalf: "Sauron will suspect a trap. He will not take the bait."
Aragorn: "Oh, I think he will."
[Aragorn enters the citadel throne room and uncovers the Palantír. He flinches as the Eye blazes.]
[He grasps the Palantír and holds it up, looking into it.]
Aragorn: "Long have you hunted me. Long have I eluded you. No more."
[He holds up his sword to the Palantír.]
Aragorn: "Behold the sword of Elendil."
[An image of Saruon in his armor appears, then a depiction of Arwen, dead.]
[As Sauron laughs, Aragorn releases the Palantír. The Evenstar falls to the floor and shatters.]
[Aragorn leads an army from Minas Tirith. Gandalf, Legolas, Gimli, and Eomer ride with him. Pippin rides with Gandalf. Merry rides with Eomer.]
[The Host of the West marches forth from Minas Tirith.]
[Gandalf, Legolas, Gimli, Pippin, and Merry accompany the Men.]
[Éowyn looks out from the Houses of Healing. Faramir walks to her side.]
Éowyn: "The city has fallen silent. There is no warmth left in the sun. It grows so cold."
Faramir: "It's just the damp of the first spring rain."
[Éowyn turns to Faramir.]
Faramir: "I do not believe this darkness will endure."
[They hold hands and smile.]
[Éowyn rests her head on Faramir's shoulder.]
[Within Mordor, an orc dispatches orders.]
Orc: "To the gate, you slugs! Move out! To the gate!"
[Frodo and Sam look over the plains of Gorgoroth. Orcs hors blow as the army moves from their path.]
Sam: "Look, the Orcs! They're moving off. You see, Mister Frodo, some luck at last."
[Orcs march towards Frodo and Sam. The hobbits huddle behind a rock.]
Orc Captain: "Move it, you slugs!"
Orc Captain: "Come on! Faster! Come along you scum! I'll whip you down to the bone, you."
[Orcs begin to pass by the hobbits.]
Orc Captain: "Come on! What have I told you? Now move it!"
[The Orc Captain spies the hobbits.]
Orc Captain: "Get up! Come on, you slugs!"
[The captain whips the hobbits.]
Orc Captain: "You two are going straight to the front line! Now, move it! Go on! Fall in! Move it! Move it! Move it!"
[Frodo and Sam join the Orc column.]
Orc Captain: "To the Gates, you slugs! Now move it!"
[The sea of orcs head toward the Black Gate.]
Orc Captain: "Don't you know we're at war?"
[Aragorn leads the army of men towards the Black Gate.]
[Frodo and Sam continue shuffline along with the Orc army.]
Orc Captain: "Company Halt! Inspection!"
[The soldiers stop, but Frodo has trouble standing.]
Frodo: "Sam, help me!"
[Frodo falls but Sam catches him.]
Sam: "Mister Frodo!"
[A brutal-looking Orc sergeant with no nose looks around.]
Sam: "Stand up, Mister Frodo! Stand up!"
Frodo: "It's so heavy!"
[Sam sees the Ring's chain cutting into Frodo's neck.]
[No Nose turns toward Sam.]
Sam: "Oh no!"
[No Nose sees Sam and roars. He makes for the hobbits.]
Sam: "What do I do? What do we do?"
Frodo: "Hit me!"
Sam: "What?"
Frodo: "Hit me Sam! Start fighting!"
[Sam shoves Frodo away.]
Sam: "Get off of me!"
[Sam hits Frodo.]
Sam: "Nobody pushes me, you filthy maggot!"
[The Orcs circle the hobbits, shoving each other while watching them fight. No Nose is stopped by the crowd.]
Sam: "Get off of me!"
Orc Captain: "Break it up! Break it up."
No Nose: "Oy! I'll have your guts if you don't shut this rabble down!"
Frodo: "Go, Sam. Now!"
[Sam and Frodo sneak out of the Orc troop and into a tent. No Nose looks around for them, but gives up.]
No Nose: "Argh. Move along scum!"
Orc Captain: "Back in the line! You maggots! Back into the line, you slugs!"
[Frodo and Sam escape.]
Orc Captain: "Dig it, you slugs! Move it!"
[Frodo and Sam walk slowly across Mordor in their Orc armor.]
[Frodo falls and lays panting.]
Frodo: "I can't… I can't manage the Ring, Sam. It's… it's… it's such a weight to carry. It… such a weight."
[Sam points toward Mount Doom.]
Sam: "We're going that way. Straight as we can. There's no point in carrying anything we're not sure to need."
[The hobbits throw their Orc armor into a fissure. Sam throws down his pans.]
[Sam and Frodo are resting at night. Sam sees a glimmer of stars in the night sky.]
Sam: "Mister Frodo, look! There is light, and beauty up there, that no Shadow can touch."
[Frodo, unconscious, doesn't respond.]
