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(Gandalf) Hear you now a story of good against evil.

An epoch that has its beginning at an ending

and ends at a beginning.

Listen as we speak of the fall of the lord of darkness

and the return of a king of light.

Concern yourselves with armies and wizards

phantoms of emperors, cloud-capped towers

and bloodied fields of horrendous carnage.

Consider no less from the cataclysmic transformation

of that ancient world of wonder and magic

to the world we know now of man.

What mighty lord, you may ask

is hero enough to evoke such cosmic metamorphosis?

[instrumental music]

Why, no lord at all, but the littlest of fellows

Frodo the Hobbit and his faithful squire Samwise.

Who, beginning at the ending, now approach Rivendell

the Elvish home of Elrond

there to help celebrate the 129th birthday

of Frodo's aged kin, Bilbo Baggins

renowned tormentor of dragons.

(Bilbo) 'Bless my soul!'

You're a match for Smaug himself.

[blowing]

[men applauding] 'Yeah! Yay!'

Happy birthday, happy birthday.

[instrumental music]

(Gandalf) All of us, Frodo and Samwise

their Hobbit companions Merry and Pippin

Elrond, the Elf-lord

and I, Gandalf, wished Bilbo only the best.

But as we celebrated far into the Elvish night

we found it difficult to keep our aging guest of honor awake.

Nay, Pippin. Not till Bilbo has cut it.

Blast! What a time to fall asleep!

Who's asleep?

Just resting my eyes and...remembering.

"There and back again."

And what happened after.

Remembering, sir?

So many things, old Smaug, dear Thorin

that terrible Gollum chap

the ring of invisibility.

What's become of my ring

that ring I gave you and you took away?

Oh, yes. I've lost it, Bilbo, dear.

I got rid of it, you know.

Pity. I should have liked to see it again.

But now, how silly of me.

That's what you went for, wasn't it?

To get rid of it.

But why destroy a thing of such wondrous magic?

It was an evil thing, sir.

Nay, without its powers

I could never have faced the worm Smaug.

You unwittingly used its evil forces for good, dear uncle.

Your innocence protected you.

'But had you continued to wear it'

'instead of keeping it above your mantel as a trophy'

'its ever-growing malignancy would have consumed you'

as it almost consumed Samwise and me

and the whole of middle-earth.

But this is all so confusing.

So...confusing.

Will he never cut the cake?

Patience, Merry, Patience.

[chuckles] Me for a good smoke while we wait.

- What say, master? - Good notion, Sam.

[music continues]

Bless my soul!

Frodo! You are missing a finger!

'You not only lost my ring'

you lost the finger on which it rode?

Frodo, you must explain.

We have brought with us someone who has written a ballad

about the adventures of Frodo..

...the Minstrel of Gondor.

[applauding]

♪ Frodo of the nine fingers ♪

♪ And the ring of doom ♪♪

'It has its beginnings two ages past'

'when Bilbo set forth to reclaim the dwarves' gold'

'from the dragon Smaug.'

And, while on his quest, Bilbo stumbled into a deep, dank cave.

Ah! This part I remember.

♪ When Bilbo found that shiny ring ♪

♪ In Gollum's cave of gloom ♪

♪ He never thought ♪

♪ That it would turn into a ring of doom ♪

♪ The dragon Smaug ♪

♪ The spiders too ♪

♪ The Goblins the Elvin king ♪

♪ They came to know the power of ♪

♪ The Hobbit and his ring ♪

[song continues]

♪ Frodo of the nine fingers ♪

♪ And the ring of doom ♪

♪ It started with a Hobbit ♪

♪ In Gollum's cave of gloom ♪

♪ The power of the ring it grew ♪

♪ And Gandalf sat in thought ♪

♪ He knew that it must be destroyed ♪

♪ In fires where it was wrought ♪

♪ For if in evil hands it fell ♪

♪ The earth would know its end ♪

♪ No force of arms would win the day ♪

♪ No army could contend ♪♪

[horses neighing]

(Gandalf) For evil flourished everywhere

and lay on the land like a festering malignancy.

There was one hope, though.

In a distant land, the noble Aragorn

heir to the empty throne of Gondor

awaited with a small band to return and become king.

But he could not triumph until the ring was destroyed.

So went the prophecy.

♪ Frodo of the nine fingers ♪

♪ And the ring of doom ♪

♪ Accepted a heavy burden ♪

♪ For the fires to consume ♪♪

(Gandalf) Frodo and his gallant companion Samwise

had many brave adventures

until finally they reached the rocky border of Mordor

domain of the black lord, Sauron.

[dramatic music]

There Frodo was captured and imprisoned

in the tower of Cirith Ungol.

Samwise vowed to enter the Orc-infested tower alone

to save him.

And the ring of doom was missing

from 'round Frodo's neck.

♪ Frodo of the nine fingers ♪

♪ And the ring of doom ♪

♪ Why does he have nine fingers? ♪

♪ Where is the ring of doom? ♪♪

[music intensifies]

[instrumental music]

(Gandalf) One tiny Hobbit against all the evil

the world could muster.

A sane being would have given up

but Samwise burned witha magnificent madness

a glowing obsession to surmount every obstacle

to find Frodo, destroy the ring

and cleanse Middle-earth of its festering malignancy.

[banging]

He knew he would try again

fail perhaps, and try once more

a thousand thousand times if need be.

But he would not give up the quest.

[calm song]

♪ It's so easy not to try ♪

♪ Let the world go drifting by ♪

♪ If you never say hello ♪

♪ You won't have to say good-bye ♪

♪ It's so easy not to try ♪

♪ Never stay around to cry ♪

♪ Move along when troubles come ♪

♪ Like a mindless butterfly ♪

♪ For what good is it to love ♪

♪ When the loving always ends ♪

♪ Travel on the road that's straight ♪

♪ Not the one with hills and bends ♪

♪ It's so easy not to try ♪

♪ To let the world go drifting by ♪

♪ If you never say hello ♪

♪ You won't have to say good-bye ♪♪

You cannot die, Master Frodo!

'I'll get to you somehow!'

Ahhgh!

Oh.

Oh. Oh!

[instrumental music]

[thinking] You! Oh, I can feel you throbbing with excitement.'

Ah, you know the gates to the land of Mordor

and your dark lord Sauron.

Now, I must bear your loathsome weight.

But I do it for he who lies in that accursed tower

Cirith Ungol.

My sweet master Frodo.

[music continues]

And 'tis sting!

Master Frodo's sword.

And his hero's cloak!

Lost them with the ring while doing battle, he did.

'They're safe with me till I find you again, master!'

Oh, he can't hear.

Half dead behind walls of stone.

Serve me, sting, till I can return you.

[grim music]

Here, now.What's this?

Ew, dank and foul-smelling, but it may be a way in.

[exhales] Ohh, I got through!

So I've finally crossed into Mordor.

[music continues]

Orcs in the tower.

Old Bilbo called them Goblins

but whatever the name, I loathe the vile creatures.

Fighting among themselves?

Oh, I could get in.

They wouldn't notice me.

[tense music]

The ring holds me back?

Once the Orcs saw me, they'd forget their own arguments

for the head of an enemy.

Oh, it's useless to face such odds.

Don't take any chances.

Destroy the thing yourself.

I do it for you, Frodo!

I must be ring-bearer now.

♪ The bearer of the ring ♪

♪ The wearer of the ring ♪

♪ Stands on the very brink of fate ♪

♪ Staring into eyes of darkness and despair ♪

♪ That rise and shrink with hate ♪♪

Oh!

I can feel you change

as we draw near the great furnaces

where in the depths of time, you were shaped and formed.

[dramatic music]

'Mount Doom.'

I could claim you, ring.

I would be Samwise the Strong!

♪ The bearer of the ring ♪

♪ The wearer of the ring ♪

♪ He hears a voice compelling him ♪

♪ Filling him with thoughts that echo in his mind ♪

♪ It should be telling him ♪

♪ Beware the power is a power never known ♪

♪ Beware the power that was simple now has grown ♪

♪ Beware o bearer of the ring ♪

♪ The final power has yet to be shown ♪

♪ The bearer of the ring ♪

♪ The wearer of the ring ♪

♪ Through voices tempting to resist ♪

♪ Must recall the quest to end this darkest age ♪

♪ That mortal death has kissed ♪

♪ The bearer of the ring ♪

♪ The wearer of the ring ♪

♪ Beware who wears the ring ♪♪

Hail Samwise the Strong!

Hail the Conqueror!

Hail the War King, hero of the age!

To the dark tower!

To Barad-dûr!

[dramatic music]

I claim thee, Barad-dûr!

You are Sauron's, no more!

whoosh

Hail Samwise the Strong.

The sun shines for thee alone.

[rumbling]

And now I claim all of the vale of Gorgoroth.

'Now let this foul desolation'

'this cursed plateau of the Dark Lord Sauron'

'this Orc-infested desert of nameless horrors'

let it blossom forth and live!

Let it live for Samwise the Strong!

[soldiers cheering]

Samwise the Strong!

[music continues]

(Samwise) Behold!

The gardens of my delight!

So shall I transform the world!

All could be mine if I but claim thee, ring.

No!

[thinking] What brought me back?

Plain Hobbit-sense.

I know in my heart I'm not enoughto bear such a burden.

One small garden of a free gardener

is all my need and due.

My own hands to use

not the hands of others to command.

♪ Less can be more ♪

♪ And small can be beautiful ♪

♪ For life isn't all ♪

♪ Just big and wonderful ♪

♪ And what do I need ♪

♪ When you get right down to it ♪

♪ All my cares come from greed ♪

♪ And it's time that I knew it ♪

♪ Things I can't do without ♪

♪ Are the small things that life is all about ♪

♪ Less can be more ♪

♪ And small can be beautiful ♪

♪ I don't want it all ♪

♪ Just part of wonderful ♪

♪ For what do I need ♪

♪ When you get right down to it ♪

♪ Just a garden and seed ♪

♪ And the love to pursue it ♪

♪ Things I can't do without ♪

♪ Are the small things that life is all about ♪♪

[thinking] No. Such a quest is not for me.

Frodo lives, and only he knows

how to destroy the ring in the cracks of doom.

Only he can find the fire.

[instrumental music]

Oh, dear master Frodo, I will find you..

...somehow.

[dramatic music]

(Gandalf) An ancient world of towered fortress cities.

Cirith Ungol, guarding the entrance

to the lands of Mordor.

Barad-dûr, palace of the Dark Lord Sauron.

And now look ye at yet another.

Minas Tirith, chief city of Gondor

last bastion of hope for the powers of light and good.

[music continues]

From the battlement atop the citadel

like a mariner in a mountainous ship

one could look sheer down upon the gate 700 feet below

and still this was not the top.

Behold, the White Tower.

[screeching]

And at the top, the banner of the stewards

who governed the city.

Its silken arms embracing the domain

more fitting Gwaihir

lord of the eagles, than those whose emblem it bore.

All this, Minas Tirith was.

But now under siege, the sparkling gem of Gondor

had become dull and flawed with the hell of war.

The once lush fields of Pelennor

now a wasted battleground upon which Sauron's forces of evil

celebrated their victories.

[dramatic music]

[menacing laughter]

(Gandalf) Far superior in number to the battle-ravaged Gondor forces

they mounted their monster oliphaunts

to ride in the rocking armored towers

to their almost certain victory.

And in the heavens

where no living thing dare now venture

Sauron's phantom lieutenants the Nazgul

astride their devil steeds

scream battle cries of violent hate.

[dramatic music]

[horses neighing]

High in the White Tower, Lord Denethor

chief steward of Gondor

his mind broken as the city crumbled about him

had succumbed to an eerie fire of the brain

and in his madness, ordered his own execution.

tap tap tap

You must stop him!

His word is law!

I'll find Gandalf.

(Gandalf) The Hobbit Pippin who had proved

a most valuable assistant for me

rushed to the battlement

where I Gandalf

and the Gondor generals searched the distance in vain

for a sign of our rescuers.

For we awaited Théoden, a valuable ally

lord of the friendly nation of Rohan

for whom we had dispatched

Pippin's Hobbit friend little Merry

to inform him of our perilous condition

and to beseech his aid.

For we wondered, would he and his armies

come to our rescue?

Forward! To Minas Tirith!

Aye! Forward!

(all) Forward! Forward!

(Gandalf) For only Théoden could save our city.

And make it safe for the return of Aragorn.

But we feared he would come too late.

[dramatic music]

What? Denethor?

He's gone loony, I tell you!

Come quickly!

You cannot do this.

Nay. Nay. Soon all shall be burned.

The west has failed.

It shall go up in a great fire

and all shall be ended.

Ash, ash and smoke, blown away on the wind.

All shall not be ended!

Théoden's forces are on their way.

[laughs hysterically]

Pride and despair.

Pride and despair.

'Didst thou think the eyes of the white tower were blind?'

Here...I have looked inside my palantir.

What is that?

(Gandalf) 'Palantir.'

The stuff of wizards.

A crystal ball to see the future.

I have seen more than thou knowest, gray fool.

Thy hope is but ignorance.

'Even with the forces of Théoden, there is no hope.'

Oh, go forth and fight!

Vanity.

For a little space you may triumph on the field..

...for a day.

But against the dark power that now rises

there is no victory.

To this dying city, only the first fingers

of its hand have yet been stretched.

All the east is moving

and even now the wind of thy hope cheats thee

and wafts up an enemy fleet with black sails.

'Up the River Anduin they come, even now'

the river which leads to the edge of the Pelennor fields.

[laughing hysterically]

A black fleet? A devil's armada?

Do those palantir things ever lie?

Never.

[laughs hysterically]

The west has failed.

It is time for all to depart this life

who would not be slaves.

Servants! Come hither!

[dramatic music]

[horses neighing]

(Gandalf) So passes Denethor, son of Ecthelion

and so pass also the days of Gondor.

For good or evil, they have ended.

[horse neighing]

You must take charge, Gandalf.

You must lead our forces now

until Aragorn returns to claim the throne of Gondor.

If he returns.

Gandalf, you..

I saw a vision in the palantir.

- The dark fleet. - Is there no hope?

None. Unless the ring be destroyed.

But alas, it is lost with its bearer Frodo.

All is gone.

I, Gandalf, was without hope.

For I did not know that at that very moment

at that other towered fortress

the future of all good in the world

rested upon the wits

and the tiny shoulders of poor little Samwise

who, still undetected by the Orcs within

approached the gates of the tower of Cirith Ungol.

But to get through those gates

he would have to pass the two watchers.

[dramatic music]

And though carved from huge blocks of solid stone

some dreadful spirit of evil vigilance abode in them

and they were aware.

[thinking] My imagination's running away with me.

They're made of stone. What harm can they do?

Oop.

Don't get too cocky, Samwise.

Orcs aren't made of stone.

They have ears.

Though where the blazes are they?

I thought the tower was full of them.

[shudders]

Oh, but they give me the shivers.

Oh, forget about them.

Get past as quick as I can.

Ooh!

Bless my soul!

[thinking] Like some invisible gate.

Oh. That's how the watchers keep guard, eh?

Blast!

How do I get through

or climb over or under something I can't see?

How? Ouch!

Something's burning me.

What's this?

A phial.

And what magic is in it to make it glow so?

They're opening up!

Thank you, old boys.

'Twas bad manners you showed me before.

Handy, this thing.

[roaring]

[bell clanging]

[dramatic music]

[thinking] An alarm! Oh, that's done it!

[dramatic music]

I'm ready for you!

Tell your captains that a great elf-warrior

has called with his elf-blade!

'Yah!'

They're all dead.

'Why?'

[thinking] The tower was crawling with them just a few hours ago.

Looks like they were fighting among themselves

but what for?

Well, there's a lot less of you left to attack Minas Tirith.

Good-bye and good riddance.

[instrumental music]

[thinking] The whole tower climbed backwards-like.

I'll follow these lights.

[heavy breathing]

This must be the entrance to the top tier.

Now, Frodo can't be far away.

Oh, an Orc. They're not all dead.

Kill him! Hold him! Boil him!

There's a sweet one for you.

Split him in two!

[thinking] Can't let him have the ring.

[dramatic music]

No! No!

[sword clangs]

Now, what the blazes made him do that?

Come back here!

No! No!

Ah, the great Elf-warrior is loose!

Stop! Stop or I'll skin you alive!

[crying] Mercy. Mercy!

I'll think about it.

I have some questions, filthy one.

Yes. I'll tell you anything.

The Hobbit, Frodo, is he still alive?

If anything still lives here, he does.

What happened here? Why all this carnage?

Our captains made battle and ordered us to fight also.

What was in contest?

The Hobbit's pretty coat

when he reveals its hiding place.

You killed each other for that blasted cloak?

Well, I have it, not Frodo.

You?! You're just a Hobbit! Give me the coat!

Get back!

[dramatic music]

Uhh! No! No!

[thinking This.. This must be the top.

[panting]

Anything above?

Yes! There is something.

[Frodo groaning]

Frodo!

[whip cracks]

Stop that, you pig!

Aah!

[dramatic music]

Aah!

[groaning]

Frodo...dear master. Oh, Frodo.

You live. You live! You live!

Am I still dreaming?

No dream, master. It's real. I've come.

Sam. Dear Sam.

[instrumental music]

I feel like a child at rest

when night-fears are driven away by some beloved voice.

Come, Mr. Frodo.

I still must get you out of this place.

Please, dear master, wake up!

They hovered over me, gloating, fingering their knives.

The whips, their claws, their eyes!

Don't think about it.

Let me help you to your feet.

But, oh, dear. The quest. The quest has failed.

Failed? But no, sir.

Oh, yes. The ring is gone, dear Sam.

And so, even if we can get out of here

we can't escape, for evil is everywhere

and only elves can escape middle-earth.

They board the white ships at the gray havens

and sail off, off to the lands beyond.

♪ The roads go ever ever on ♪

♪ To the lands beyond the sea ♪

♪ On a white ship will I sail ♪

♪ Watching shadows part for me ♪♪

Don't even think of passing on.

The quest has not failed, master.

You don't understand.

The Orcs took everything, everything!

Not everything. Look!

You've got it? You've got it here?

You must have lost it in the struggle.

I found it.

Samwise, you are a marvel!

I'll keep it 'round my neck

for it's too heavy for you to bear in your condition.

[tense music]

Give it to me! Give it to me at once!

You can't have it!

Alright, Mr. Frodo. Here it is.

♪ Beware the power is a power never known ♪

♪ Beware ♪

♪ The power that was simple now has grown ♪

♪ Beware ♪♪

You filthy, slimy thief!

I have the power now!

Oh, master, no! Oh, don't say such things.

Please don't. It's the ring, the ring!

Oh, Sam, what have I said?

What have I done? Forgive me.

I'd forgotten its malevolent trickery.

I'm fine now. Fine, Sam. Forgive me.

But I must carry the burden to the end. It can't be altered.

You can't come between me and this doom.

As you wish, master.

I also have found sting.

Might I keep it with me a little longer?

See, I have the strength to use it

and you, with your wound and all..

Yes. Yes, of course, dear Sam.

And your cloak which I wear.

In a pocket, I found this. It has powers.

It got me past the watchers. What is it?

The phial of Galadriel. I can say no more.

But if I betray the trust and give the secret

its powers will die.

I understand.

But now we must get out of here, quickly!

[grim music]

(Samwise) 'I know the chain mail's heavy for you'

'but we may need it.'

And I can't leave anything behind

so I'll wear the Orc-garb over my own.

Well, don't we make a fine matching pair?

Now, off to Mount Doom.

Hope you've made inquiries about inns along the road.

- Inns, master? - For food and drink.

Only the best for two fine Orcs.

There's nothing, master, and you know it well.

Save for the few crumbs of cake

and drops of water left in my pack.

Courage, Sam. That's enough to start on.

The food we might manage

but the water is going to be bad business.

We'll make it, but we'd best start

or a whole lake of it won't do us any good.

Aye.

[music continues]

No, I'm alright. It's the mail.

I'll get used to it. Come.

Oh, I'm-I'm going to faint, Sam.

I don't know what's come over me.

It's that invisible gate.

Oh, there's some devilry there.

But I got through once.

Now for it.

It's still there.

This is not working.

They were expecting it.

Their will is strong.

It needs helping.

[dramatic music]

'We've broken the watchers' will!'

[rumbling]

[crashing]

We've still a chance, Samwise.

There's still a chance to destroy the ring.

[grim music]

[lightning strikes]

(Samwise) 'A black rider! The Nazgul!'

Run, Mr. Frodo! Not that way! There's a drop!

Follow me!

[intense music]

Careful, Mr. Frodo.

I can't. Not another step.

We must keep going, master.

The Nazgul is in charge of the tower now.

A black rider is not so easy to fool as the Orcs.

A moment. Just give me a moment.

Begging your pardon, sir, but there's no time.

Listen, as the foul flying demon gives alarm

to the whole vale of Gorgoroth.

'He's rallying the dark forces to defend the tower.'

Soon they'll be upon us!

Now, we've got to get away and hide.

Yes, of course, dear Sam.

[grim music]

Listen.

We'd best get across the bridge, sir

while we've still time.

If Sauron himself, was to offer me a glass of water

I'd shake his hand.

Oh, don't say such things.

It only makes it worse.

- Oh! - Sam!

Ohh, a spot of dizziness there.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Oh, 'tis a long time, Mr. Frodo

since I had a proper sleep.

Come, Sam, we shall support each other.

[dramatic music]

It's no good, Sam.

I can't manage the weight of this mail shirt.

It's no use, anyway.

We shall never get through by fighting.

We may have some to do.

Oh, we won't take on armies

but who knows what's down here in this canyon

slithering behind the rocks?

No, Sam, it must go.

But what about that Gollum creature, for instance?

The Gollum isn't dead

and he's still after that ring.

Oh, I'd hate to think of you with naught

but a bit of leather between you and a stab in the dark.

[clanging]

This hellish Mordor!

First it sears you, then it freezes you.

Oh, Mr. Frodo.

[panting] Maybe we could rest just a-a little.

My eyes are fair closing by themselves.

Not here.

I didn't wanna say anything

but there's a black rider, a Nazgul, over us.

I can feel it. We must keep moving.

[horse neighs]

[grim music]

[instrumental music]

Only a little more to climb out of the canyon.

Then we'll take a look

and see what the vale of Gorgoroth holds for us.

I told you you'd see it, Mr. Frodo!

And just look at it.

[dramatic music]

(Frodo) 'God help us.'

'Behold Gorgoroth.'

I don't like the looks of things at all.

Pretty hopeless, I call it.

(Frodo) 'Yes, and these dark armies are not only of Orcs.'

'There are men, too.'

We just can't cross all that open country

crawling with enemies.

Still, Sam, we shall have to try.

♪ It's so easy ♪

♪ Not to try ♪

♪ Let the world ♪

♪ Go drifting by ♪

♪ If you never ♪

♪ Say hello ♪

♪ You won't have to say ♪

♪ Goodbye ♪♪

[instrumental music]

It's no worse than I expected.

I never hoped to get across

but I've got to do the best I can.

I think we can make it to the next boulder, master.

No one is about.

Blasted moonlight.

Traveling by night's almost as bad as by day.

Come now, sir. I'll help.

[wind whistling]

[dramatic music]

Got to...rest.

Oh, if you please, sir...me, too.

Just...just for a few minutes.

[both snoring]

[whip cracks]

[instrumental music]

[whip cracks]

♪ Where there's a whip there's a way ♪

♪ Where there's a whip there's a way ♪

♪ Where there's a whip ♪

♪ We don't wanna go to war today ♪

♪ But the lord of the lash he says nay nay nay ♪

♪ We're gonna march all day ♪

♪ All day all day ♪

♪ For where there's a whip there's a way ♪

♪ Where there's a whip there's a way ♪

♪ Where there's a whip there's a way ♪

♪ Where there's a whip there's a way ♪

♪ Left right left right left ♪

♪ Where there's a whip there's a way ♪

♪ Left right a crack on the back ♪

♪ Says we're gonna fight ♪

♪ We're gonna march all day and night ♪

♪ And more ♪

♪ For we are the slaves of the dark force lord ♪

♪ Left right left right Left right ♪

♪ Where there's a whip there's a way ♪

♪ Where there's a whip there's a way ♪

♪ Where there's a whip ♪

♪ We don't wanna go to war today ♪

♪ But the lord of the lash he says nay nay nay ♪

♪ We're gonna march all day all day all day ♪

♪ For where there's a whip there's a way ♪

♪ Left right left right left right left right ♪

♪ Left right left right left right left right left right.. ♪

- Mr. Frodo! - Huh? Uh, what is it?

Oh, now we've gone and done it

slept right through till daylight

with only this rock between us and them armies.

Look out!

[whip cracks]

What have we here? Two deserters?

Up with you! Get in line!

We're in luck. He thinks we're Orcs.

Luck?

Good sir, we're gonna be marching

with the whole blinking army

back to Cirith Ungol where we started from!

[whip cracks]

Come on, you slugs!

[whip cracks]

[dramatic music]

♪ Where there's a whip we don't wanna ♪

Move it! Move it!

♪ There's a way nay nay ♪

♪ We're gonna march all day all day all day ♪

♪ Where there's a whip there's a way ♪♪

[whip cracks]

I can't! I can't continue.

I'd rather be singing a good old Hobbit song, myself.

[whip cracking]

Well, at least they gave us provisions for our packs

but Orc food's enough to turn a rodent sick.

Samwise, we have got to break ranks.

Not while old whipper there is watching.

But don't worry, master. The opportunity will come.

[tense music]

[indistinct chatter]

- Halt! - What do you mean, halt?

I have a battalion of men to move 'cross your road.

Well, I've got a battalion of Orcs to move 'cross yours.

You wait! Men come before Orcs. Get back!

I think this is it. You stay right here, sir.

[armor clanging]

Are you going to stand for that, sir?

Huh? Get back in line!

You mean you're going to let a pack of filthy man-creatures

go before us?

Huh? Well, uh..

And you call yourself an Orc?

You're right.

Raow!

Kill 'em! Bone 'em! Cut 'em to bits!

Smash 'em! Bash 'em! Skin 'em alive!

(Orcs) Smash 'em! Bash 'em! Skin 'em alive!

[Orcs shouting]

[clamoring]

[intense music]

Not an inch. Not an inch further can I move.

Come, Mr. Frodo.

One more crawl, and then you can lie still.

[slow dramatic music]

A bit further. Come on. This way, sir.

No use. Going to die. Can't see a thing.

Oh!

Mr. Frodo!

Oh, don't die, Mr. Frodo.

Oh, you can't die! Please, master!

Oh, if any power of good can hear us in this accursed land

give us help. Help us!

[instrumental music]

(Gandalf) Power of good?

Indeed, was there none left in all Middle-earth

with strength to aid our dying cause?

[sword clanks]

For at that moment, the forces of darkness

made ready to break the main gate

with a mighty battering ram which they had named Grond.

[dramatic music]

Long had it been forging in the dark smithies of Mordor

and on it, spells of ruin.

(all) Grond. Grond.

Grond. Grond.

The gate will never stand up to that thing.

Like the arm of the devil himself..

...when the gates break, I shall be there to greet it.

Have my steed Shadowfax made ready.

- Farewell, Pippin. - I go with you, sir.

Then we'll leave this life together.

Come, little one.

[ominous music]

On, Shadowfax!

[intense music]

(Gandalf) The Lord of the Nazgul, Sauron's second-in-command

a creature of the supernatural

and so no living man could hinder him

nor bring him harm in any way.

He was invulnerable.

[supernatural speech]

[sword slashes]

[bangs]

[rocks clattering]

[chains clinking]

bang

[yells]

[sizzling]

bash

[intense music]

You cannot enter here.

Go back to the abyss prepared for you.

Go back!

Fall to the nothingness

that awaits you and your master. Go!

[ominous music]

[horse neighs]

[laughing]

Old fool, this is my hour.

Do you not know death when you see it?

Die now, and curse in vain.

[rooster crowing]

(Gandalf) And from some courtyard of the city, a cock crowed.

Recking nothing of wizardry or war

welcoming only the morning

that in the sky far above the shadows of death

was coming with the dawn.

For as if in answer, there came from far away another note.

[cheering]

Horns, horns, horns!

O'er the fields of Pelennor

they echoed from a distance.

Great horns of the north wildly blowing.

Théoden and the rescuing armies of Rohan

had come at last.

[heroic music]

Ride now! Ride now!

Ride now to Gondor!

[horses galloping]

(Gandalf) And victory was slipping from the grasp of evil

even as he stretched out to seize it.

And the strength of goodness began to be felt

once more throughout the lands.

Had a prayer been answered?

Water. Give me water!

Oh, master! Oh, thank heaven!

Here. N-n-not too much, now.

No, not all at once.

Ahh...he is weakening.

I feel it. Sauron is weakening!

But he is still in command.

His arm is long, and it wields great power.

No, master. You must rest.

I must destroy the ring.

I've more of chance now.

But there's still such a long way to go.

That's tomorrow, Mr. Frodo.

Tomorrow.

♪ Leave tomorrow till it comes ♪

♪ Sleep will ease your mind ♪

♪ With the dawn you'll find ♪

♪ Problems realigned ♪

♪ A different way ♪

♪ Than yesterday ♪

♪ Leave tomorrow till it comes ♪

♪ Time is moving fast ♪

♪ Don't go pushing past ♪

♪ Endings of the day ♪

♪ Were meant to last till yesterday ♪

♪ Tangled dreams unfold ♪

♪ And webs may disappear ♪

♪ Stories are retold ♪

♪ And cloudy thoughts will clear ♪

♪ Leave tomorrow till it comes ♪

♪ Sleep will ease your mind ♪

♪ With the dawn you'll find ♪

♪ Problems realigned ♪

♪ A different way ♪

♪ Than yesterday ♪

♪ Than yesterday ♪♪

[horse neighing]

(Gandalf) As the battle raged anew

on the fields of Pelennor, the carnage continuing endlessly

through the days and nights, the real victory still lay

in the hands of Frodo and Samwise

and the terrible weight they bore

closer and closer to the destruction

which was our only hope.

[instrumental music]

And finally, almost dead

without fully realizing it, they'd reached the roots

of the accursed...Mount Doom.

Come, Sam, dear Sam

for the rest of the way, we shall crawl.

(Gandalf) And so, foot by foot

like small gray insects, they crept up the slope

ever closer to that which lay inside the mountain..

...the fire and the cracks of doom.

[slow music]

♪ Doom ♪

♪ The cracks of doom ♪

♪ The chambers of fire ♪

♪ The fires of doom ♪

(Gandalf) Who causes the minutes to fall dead

adding up to no passing hour

bringing no change from day to night

as the unseen sun fails to filter

into the ever-present shadows?

Who is this dark lord

who turns starless nights into sunless days?

How does his piercing eye

see through the ever-present darkness

seeing all and nothing?

The restless eye in his dark tower

wearing a veil of protective shadow, he is woven from fear.

And yet he fears, too.

In the security of his protective realm

he fears the winds of the world are turning against him

tearing aside his veils

and troubling him with tidings of bold spies

that have passed through his fences.

[dramatic music]

♪ Doom ♪

♪ The cracks of doom ♪

♪ The chambers of fire ♪

♪ The fires of doom ♪♪

Did you see, when the clouds parted?

Yes. He's spotted us!

It's all up. Or will soon be. Oh. This is the end of ends.

No. Still have a chance.

Bless you, sir, for your bravery.

Give me the strength!

I ask you, give me the strength to try once more!

[instrumental music]

[Gollam croaking]

Wicked master!

- God help us! - Gollum!

Wicked master cheats us.

Gollum. He mustn't go that way.

He mustn't hurt precious.

Away, you scum!

- What do you want of us? - Give it to Gollum, yes.

Give it to us. Give it! Give it! Give it to us!

[Gollam shouts]

Help!

[Gollam laughing]

[boulder thudding]

Precious. My ring.

Soon it will be mine. All mine!

Precious. Oh, my precious! Precious.

[dramatic music]

[laughing]

[Gollum shouting]

[panting]

Precious.

Precious is mine! Mine!

Mine!

[Gollum shouts]

You foul, reeking scum. I'll kill you!

[music continues]

I can't strike, I may hit Mr. Frodo.

Let me get hold of the ring.

Aah!

[screaming]

♪ The bearer of the ring ♪

♪ The wearer of the ring ♪

♪ Stands on the very brink of fate ♪

♪ Staring into eyes of darkness and despair ♪

♪ That rise and shrink with hate ♪♪

Begone and trouble me no more.

If you touch me ever again

you shall be cast yourself into the fire of doom.

[instrumental music]

Look out. He'll spring again.

Quick, master, no time to lose. Go on!

I'll deal with him. Go on!

Now I can deal with you.

Don't kill us.

Don't hurt us.

[breathing heavily] Let us live.

Please, let us live, just a little longer.

'Live.'

Gollum. Gollum.

Gollum. Gollum.

[groans]

Lost.

Lost.

We are lost!

And when precious goes, we'll die.

Yes, all of us die into the dust.

Die...into...the dust!

How can I kill such a pitiful and cringing abomination?

I have come to know the strain of bearing the ring

for even a little while.

But this miserable creature, enslaved to it for years!

Oh, curse you, you stinking thing.

Be off! I don't trust you not as far as I could kick you.

But be off, or I shall hurt you with nasty, cruel steel.

Yes!

[Gollum breathing heavily]

Now, to find Mr. Frodo again.

[slow music]

(Samwise) 'And here it is, Sammath Naur'

doorway to the gut of the mountain

and to hell itself, for all I know.

Yuck!

Dark. Hot.

It's reeking.

Frodo?

[grim music]

Master?

There's no choice. I have to go in.

[dramatic music]

[heroic music]

(Gandalf) At the battle of the Pelennor fields

the tide had turned with the arrival of Théoden

and the armies of Rohan.

[grunting]

[swords clanking]

- Hail, Proud Merry. - Hail, Pippin.

Bless you for a sure eye, old friend.

How good to see you.

Bless you for bringing Théoden and his army.

You've won the day for us.

[dramatic music]

[thunder cracks]

(Gandalf) In the midst of Théoden's glory his golden shield was dimmed.

the new morning was blotted from the sky

and the dark fell upon him.

[whinnying]

Fear no darkness, Snowmane.

No, Snowmane. No!

thud

(Gandalf) And the dark force had claimed our savior, Lord of Rohan.

Lord Théoden!

Nay. Oh, my dear master.

- Oh, the horror! - No, my friend.

He is gone. You can do nothing.

Hear me! Hear me, o darkness!

I will avenge my lord!

[sobbing]

[wind whistling]

(Gandalf) And what event at just that moment

caused evil to enlist such power?

Nothing here, surely..

...but in the bowels of Mount Doom.

Master?

Mr. Frodo!

Master, where are you?

[gasps]

[dramatic music]

Behold, the crack of doom.

- Master. - Hold! Get back.

Master, 'tis me, Samwise.

And if that be the crack of doom at last

do what you've come all this distance to do. Now!

I have come, but I do not choose to do now

what I have come to do.

♪ The bearer of the ring the wearer of the ring ♪

♪ He hears a voice compelling him ♪

♪ Filling him with thoughts that echo in his mind ♪

♪ It should be telling him ♪

No, Mr. Frodo! Don't let the ring claim you.

♪ Beware the power is a power never known ♪

♪ Beware the power that was simple now has grown ♪

♪ Beware o bearer of the ring ♪

♪ The final power has yet to be shown ♪♪

Get back. I am not the ring's. The ring is mine. Look.

[laughing]

[ominous music]

Master, no! No! Please!

No!

[squawking]

[dramatic music]

(Gandalf) He had come again, bringing ruin

turning hope to despair and victory to death!

[horse neighs]

Begone, foul Dwimmerlaik, Lord of Carrion.

Leave the dead in peace.

Come not between the Nazgul and his prey

or he will slay thee in turn.

Do what you will. I will hinder it if I may.

Hinder me? Thou fool!

Dost thou not know the prophecy?

No living man may hinder me.

But no living man am I.

You look upon a woman. Eowyn am I.

You stand between me and my lord and kin.

Begone, for living or dark undead

I will smite you if you touch him.

A woman?

Eowyn?

'Tis...'tis Lord Théoden's niece.

She wanted to ride with us, but he forbade.

Ha, she disguised as a knight and she came hither.

[music continues]

[roars]

A foul, putrid wind.

How does she bear the stench of it?

Strong she is, and brave. I must to her aid.

[wings flapping]

[squawking]

zap

[thuds]

[dramatic music]

[shouts]

- No! - Aah!

[clanking]

[instrumental music]

It's...it's empty.

Uncle, I have avenged thee.

(Gandalf) Théoden was borne from the field with honor.

And we wondered if

when our own lord, King Aragorn, returned

would his fate be the same?

[march music]

With the death of the Nazgul lord

Sauron's forces lost heart

and began a retreat of abysmal disarray.

[clamoring]

And then, as if our triumph were but a child's toy

a game with which Sauron was playing and taunting us

the tide of battle suddenly changed.

For from the wretched forces of evil

a new cry of hope went up.

[dramatic music]

The black fleet.

That which I dreaded had happened.

For if enemy-laden ships had come from this direction

it meant that the black forces

had already conquered Ethir and Lebennin

lands we thought safely ours.

[dramatic music]

The tide had turned still one more time.

And this time, against us.

But behold.

As the flagship's standard broke the wind

it displayed the sign no lord had borne for years

and which only one lord could bear.

Aragorn, he who would be our king, had returned.

[cheering]

And the hosts of Mordor were seized with bewilderment

and they fled.

That night we held counsel.

While Aragorn had the enemy on the run

he decided to pursue them into Mordor

across the Gorgoroth Plateau

into the bastion of Sauron himself

the dark tower of Barad-dûr.

The shortest way would be

through the pass at Cirith Ungol

but that is narrow and dangerous to move an army through.

(Gandalf) And so he decided to march along the mountains, north

and then west to the haunted passof Cirith Gorgor

and untold legions of the Black Lord.

Why so glum, wizard?

Does the mere thought of Sauron's vast forces

overwhelm your spirit?

This war is without final hope.

Victory cannot be achieved by force of arms

whether you sit here to endure siege after siege

or march out to be overwhelmed.

You have only a choice of evils.

Then, if the choice be mine, I choose to march.

[grand music]

(Gandalf) For days and nights, march we did

and my spirit was leaden.

[instrumental music]

♪ Win the battle lose the war ♪

♪ Choice of evils lie before your feet ♪

♪ Retreat retreat retreat♪

(Gandalf) And finally, the pass

guarded by the Towers of the Teeth.

And inside, the Orcs made song to match my spirit.

♪ If you win then you will lose ♪

♪ Choice of evils yours to choose ♪

♪ Retreat retreat retreat retreat♪

♪ You are standing in the eye of the storm ♪

♪ Move an inch and you'll be dead ♪

♪ You are standing underneath the Towers of the Teeth ♪

♪ And the eye blazes red ♪

♪ Win the battle lose the war♪

♪ Choice of evils lie before your feet ♪

♪ Retreat retreat retreat ♪

Silence!

Come forth.

'The king of Gondor demands the Black Lord to come forth'

atone for his evils, and depart them forever.

Come forth!

[march music]

[creaks]

I am the mouth of Sauron.

His emissary, you mean.

For you be no wraith, but made from flesh and blood

beneath that mask and those robes, even as I.

Is there anyone in this rout with authority to treat with me?

Not thou, Aragorn.

It needs more to make a king than a rabble such as this.

- We shall see. - Be warned.

You are hopelessly outnumbered here.

Our decision is made. Begone.

We did not come here to waste words

entreating with the likes of you

one of Sauron's slaves. Begone!

We will meet your armies.

[growls]

[laughing]

♪ You are standing in the eye of the storm ♪

♪ Move an inch and you'll be dead ♪

♪ You are standing underneath the Towers of the Teeth ♪

♪ And the eye blazes red ♪♪

(Gandalf) As I faced my own almost certain death

I wondered, has he the ring?

Has Sauron really got the ring? Where is the ring?

Had I but known that deep in the bowels of Mount Doom

Samwise had been searching these many days for his master

until he himself had reached the core

the fiery forge itself.

And this at last is it, the end of Frodo's quest.

But instead of his triumph, it ends with his madness.

[Gollum laughing]

What's that?

[laughing]

(Samwise) 'Gollum! Here?'

Fighting with something that is not there?

Mr. Frodo! Invisible.

♪ Frodo of the nine fingers ♪

♪ And the ring of doom ♪

♪ Why does he have nine fingers? ♪

[grunting]

[dramatic music]

[growling]

(Frodo) 'Aah!'

Mr. Frodo!

♪ Where is the ring of doom? ♪♪

[dramatic music]

Ah! Precious! Precious!

Oh, my precious. Oh!

(Gollum) 'My precious.'

Oh, my master. Your poor hand.

- Oh, my master. - 'Tis better this way.

'Tis better than that madness.

- Look! - Mine!

Ya! Ya! My ring. Mine, mine, mine, mine.

My ring.

Aah! Precious!

[dramatic music]

Gollum has completed our quest.

The ring is destroyed in the fires where it was wrought.

At last, the ring exists no more.

[rumbling]

She's erupting!

Quick, master, back through these cracks! Run! Run!

[instrumental music]

[squawking]

[rumbling continues]

[explosion]

All Mordor is being destroyed. How?

How? There is but one answer.

The ring-bearer has fulfilled his quest.

- The realm of Sauron is ended. - And with him, us.

For the quake cannot tell good from evil, my friend.

Nay, look! See!

[heroic music]

(Gandalf) 'The lord of the eagles and his legions!'

'Our armies are saved!'

[screeching]

[rumbling]

It's no use. The lava will have us.

I'm glad you are with me

here at the end of all things, Sam.

And you with me, master.

Oh, but I don't want to give up yet.

I-it's not like me, somehow, if you understand.

Maybe not, Sam, but it's like things are in the world.

Hopes fail. An end comes.

(Frodo) 'There is no escape.'

[rumbling continues]

[instrumental music]

Die well, Samwise.

[dramatic music]

[eagle peal calls]

(Gandalf) Yes, once again

as he had so many times in the past

Gwaihir, the magnificent lord of the eagles

had come to our rescue.

The mighty war birds returned us to Minas Tirith

where months later

our dead buried, our wounded healed

the fields of Pelennor green with springtime

the city cleansed and rebuilt

the standard of King Aragorn was raised, finally

to the top of the White Tower.

And down below, the restored great gates swung open

and King Aragorn officially took possession

of his capital city.

[cheering]

Behold, the return of the king!

♪ The end of the ring the return of the king ♪

♪ A new age has come to the land ♪

♪ The end of the ring the return of the king ♪

♪ He shall rule with a true healing hand ♪

♪ The quest is done the battle won ♪

♪ And all that lost in the winning ♪

♪ Oft' hope is born when all's forlorn ♪

♪ And there's a new beginning ♪

♪ He who had the courage not to fail ♪

♪ The bearer of the ring we hail ♪

♪ Praise them praise them ♪

♪ Praise them with great praise ♪

♪ Praise them with great praise ♪

♪ The end of the ring the return of the king ♪

♪ A new age has come to the land ♪

♪ The end of the ring the return of the king ♪

♪ He shall rule with a true healing hand ♪

♪ Ahh ♪♪

♪ Frodo of the nine fingers ♪

♪ And the ring of doom ♪

[clapping]

And now we all know.

But alas, look.

[snoring]

[all laugh]

Just.. Just resting my eyes.

Sweet, Bilbo, you will return with us tomorrow to Hobbiton

where you may rest your eyes as much as you wish.

Return? Nay.

On the morrow

I depart with Elrond and Gandalf.

Depart?

From the grey havens on the white ship.

What means this?

We are old. Our job is done.

The third age of Middle-earth is over.

As we pass on to the lands beyond the sea

the new age, of man, begins.

I shall miss you.

But I thought only elves departed thus.

'How can Bilbo join you?'

(Elrond) 'Bilbo served us well.'

There is always room for a friend.

Have... I served thee well?

Need you ask such a question?

[instrumental music]

I have grown weary of this world.

The weight of the ring all these years

has worn me far beyond my age.

'I would, if it pleases you'

set sail with you on the morrow.

Good friend

savior of all we hold precious

of course thou might join us.

Mr. Frodo, we cannot be parted.

But must I go, too?

Nay, dear Sam.

You are still young in spirit

you and Merry and Pippin.

A good life awaits you back in the shire

with plump Hobbit wives, good Hobbit meals

long, leisurely smokings of good Hobbit pipes

and laps filled with bouncing Hobbit babies.

Now you must keep the book of the Hobbits up-to-date.

Aye, I will.

The Orcs and trolls have gone to dust.

The elves are slowly departing.

Dwarves have disappeared into their misty mountains.

And there have been no dragons for ages.

Right!

- Huh? - What troubles you, Sam?

Will there be no room for Hobbits

in this new age of man?

I think so.

For of us all, Hobbits are the closest to men

the most human.

'And one day, they will be as men are.'

'Look you.'

'Frodo is a bit larger than Bilbo'

'just as you are larger than Frodo.'

'And younger still than you, and larger'

are Merry and Pippin.

And if you keep the book of the Hobbits

as Frodo asked, ages from now

when your stories are still told

there will be those humans who might well wonder

"Is there Hobbit in me?"

Is there?

♪ Roads go ever ever on ♪

♪ To the lands beyond the sea ♪

♪ On a white ship will I sail ♪

♪ Watching shadows part for me ♪

♪ Leaving havens grey with rain ♪

♪ Now that years have slipped away ♪

♪ Leaving friends with gentle pain ♪

♪ As they start another day ♪

♪ Roads I've traveled I must leave ♪

♪ For I've turned the final bend ♪

♪ Weep not empty tears but grieve ♪

♪ As the road comes to an end ♪

♪ It's so easy not to try ♪

♪ Let the world go drifting by ♪

♪ If you never say hello ♪

♪ You won't have to say good-bye ♪

(male narrator) And lo, it was foretold

the epoch of "The Return Of The King"

ends at the beginning

of the new age of man.

♪ If you never say hello ♪

[rain pouring]

♪ You won't have to say good-bye ♪♪

[ending theme]

[music continues]

[production theme]