------ Translated by -------- -- Rsuter, Fantasyl, Arana --
The Lord of The Rings
Smeagol, I've got one!
I've got a fish, I told you!
Smeagol
Go on! Go on, pull it up!
Deagol?
Deagol
Give us that, Déagol my love.
Why?
Because…
It's my birthday and I want it.
My Precious.
They cursed us
Assassin
We are called assassins.
They cursed us
They drove us away.
Gollum.
And we wept, Precious.
We have to be so alone.
The rock and pool, is nice and cool,
so juicy sweet, our only wish,| to catch a fish, so juicy sweet.
And we forgot the taste of the bread.
The sound of the trees.
The softness of the wind.
We even forgot forever our own name.
My Prrrreciousss.
Wake up!!
Wake up sleepies!!
We must go, yess
We must go at once.
Haven't you had any sleep, Mr. Frodo?
I've gone and had too much.
Must be getting late.
No, it isn't.
It isn't midday yet.
The days are growing darker.
Come on! Must go, no time!
We must go!
We don't have time.
Not before Mr. Frodo's had something to eat.
No time to lose, silly!
Here.
What about you?
Ah, I am not hungry.
At less least not for Lembas bread.
Sam...
All right, we don't have that much left.
We have to be careful, or we're going to run out.
You go ahead and eat that, Mr. Frodo.
I've rationed it.There should be enough.
We must get up.
Why?
Because we have to come back home.
Let's go, hobbitses.
We are close now
Very close to Mordor.
Here is not a safe place Hurry!
THE RETURN OF THE KING
I feel like I am back at the Green Dragon...
after a hard day's work.
Only, you've never done a hard day's work.
Welcome, my Lord
To Isengard
You, young rascals.
A merry hunt you've lead us on, and now we find you feasting and... and smoking!
We are sitting n the field of victory,
enjoying a few well-earned comforts.
The salted pork is particulary good.
Salted pork.
- Hobbits. - We are under the orders of Bàrbol…
who's taken over management of Isengard.
Young Master Gandalf. I'm glad you've come.
Wood and water, stock and stone…
I can master but there is a wizard who has to manage here; locked up in its tower
And there Saruman must remain, guarded by you, Barbol.
Well, let's just have his head and be done with it. No.
He has no power anymore.
The filth of Saruman is washing away.
The trees will came back to live in this place.
Trees young and wild.
Badly ray starts off to me
Pippin
Now I will take that.
Give it to me, fast!
Tonight we remember all those who gave their blood to defend this country.
Hail the victorious dead!
I brought it for you.
I cheer for you, he is an honorable man.
You are both honorable men.
It was not Théoden of Rohan who led our people to victory.
Don't listen to me.
You are young.
And tonight is for you.
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! Thank you!
No news of Frodo?
No word. Nothing.
We have time.
Every day Frodo moves closer to Mordor.
Do we know that?
What does your heart tell you?
That Frodo is alive.
Yes.
Yes, he is alive.
Too risky.
Thieves. They stole It from us.
Kill them!
Shhh, Quiet. Musn't wake them.
Musn't ruin it now.
But they know,
They know..
They suspects us.
What's it saying, my precious, my love?
Is Sméagol losing his nerve?
No! Not! Never!
Smeagol hates nasty hobbitses.
Smeagol wants to see them...dead!
And we will.
Smeagol did it once.
He can do it again.
It's ours!
Ours!
We must get the precious.
We must get It back.
Patience. Patience my love.
First we must lead them to her.
We lead them to the winding stairs.
Yes, to the stairs and then?
Up, up, up, up the stairs we go
and then we come to... the tunnel.
And when they go in,
there's no coming out.
She is always hungry.
She always needs to feed.
She must eat.
All she gets is filthy orcses. And they doesn't taste very nice, does they, precious?
No
Not very nice at all, my love.
She hungers for sweeter meats.
Meat of hobbit.
And when she throws away the bones and empty clothes,
then we will find It.
And take It for meee!
For us.
Yes, we meant, we meant for us.
Gollum, Gollum.
The precious sure will be ours…
once the hobbitses are died.
You treacherous little!
No, no! Master!
No, Sam! Leave him alone!
I heard it from his own mouth, he means to murder us!
Never! Sméagol wouldn't hurt a fly! Aaaah!
He's a horrid, fat hobbit who hates Sméagol
and who makes up nasty lies!
You miserable little maggot! I'll stove your head in!
Sam!
Don't call me a liar! You're a liar!
- Sam, If you'll scare him off, we're lost! - I don't care!
No I can't do it, Mr. Frodo. I won't wait around for him to kill us
I'm not sending him away.
You don't see it, do you? He's a villain
We can't do this by ourselves, Sam.
Not without a guide.
I need you on my side.
I am on your side Mr. Frodo.
I know, Sam.
I know.
But trust me.
Come, Smeagol.
The stars are veiled.
Something stirs in the East.
A sleepless malice.
The Eye of the enemy is moving.
What you are doing?
Pippin.
- Are you mad? - I just want to look at it.
Just one more time.
Put it back.
Pippin.
No. Pippin!
He is here!
I see you!
Pippin
Help! Gandalf
Help him!! Someone help him!
Pippin
Fool of a Took!
Look at me!
Gandalf.
Forgive me!
Look at me
What did you see?
A tree.
A white tree.
In a courtyard of stone
It was dry.
The City was burning.
Minas Tirith.
Is that what you saw?
I saw...
I saw Him!
I could hear His voice in my head.
And what did you tell him?
Speak!
He asked me my name. I didn't answer.
He hurt me.
What did you tell Him about Frodo and the Ring?
There was no lie in Pippin's eyes.
A fool.
But an honest fool he remains.
I didn't tell Sauron nothing on Frodo and the Ring
We've been strangely fortunate.
Pippin saw in the Palantír a glimpse of the enemy's plan.
Sauron moves to strike the city of Minas Tirith.
His defeat at Helm's Deep showed our enemy one thing:
He knows the heir of Elendil has come forth. Men are not as weak as He supposed;
there is courage still. Strength enough perhaps to challenge Him.
Sauron fears this. 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.
Tell me. Why should we ride to the aid of those who did not come to ours? What do we owe Gondor?
Tell me, Gandalf.
- I will go. - No.
They must be warned.
- They will be.
You must come to Minas Tirith by another road.
Follow the river and look for the Black ships.
Do you understand this?
There are things now in motion that cannot be undone.
I'll ride for Minas Tirith and I won't be going alone.
Of all the inquisitive hobbits. Peregrin Took, you are the worst!
Hurry! Hurry!
Where are we going?
Why did you look? Why do you always have to look?
Don't know. I can't help it.
You never can.
I feel it.
I'm sorry, all right. I won't do it again.
Don't you understand?
The enemy thinks that you have the Ring.
He's going to be looking for you, They have to get you out of here.
And you, you're coming with me? Merry?
Merry?
Come on!
How far is Minas Tirith?
Three day's ride by the Nazqul flies.
And we better hope we don't have one of those on our tail.
There... Something for the road.
Last of the Longbottom Leaf.
I know you've run out
You smoke too much, Pippin.
But, we'll see each other soon. Won't we?
I don't know.
I don't know what's going to happen. - Merry.
Run, Shadofax. Show us the meaning of haste.
Merry
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 Undómiel.
There is nothing for you here.
Only death.
Lady Arwen.
We cannot delay.
My lady
Tell me what you have seen. - Arwen.
You have the gift of foresight. What did you see?
I looked into your future and I saw death.
There is also life.
You saw there was a child.
You saw my son.
That future is almost gone.
But it'is not lost.
Nothing is certain
Some things are certain.
If I leave him now.
I will regret it forever.
It's 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.
Re-forge the Sword. Father.
Your hands are cold.
The life of the Eldar is leaving you.
This was my choice.
Father,whether by your will or not,
there is no ship now that can bear me hence.
We've just passed into the realm of Gondor.
Minas Tirith
Town of Kings. Make way!
It's the tree. Gandalf!
- Gandalf! - Yes.
It's the white tree of Gondor The tree of the King.
SLord 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 will be most unwise
Don't mention Frodo, nor the Ring.
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.
Perhaps you come to explain this:
Perhaps you come to tell me why my son is dead.
Boromir died to save us!
My kinsman and me.
- He fell defending us from many foes. - Pippin!
I offer you my service, such as it is.
In payment of this debt.
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 Theoden of Rohan.
Light the Beacons.
You think you are wise, Mithrandir.
Yet for all your subtleties, you have not wisdom.
Do you think the eyes of the White Tower are blind?
I have seen more than you know.
With your left hand you would use me as a shield against Mordor.
And with your right, you seek to supplant me.
I know who rides with Theoden of Rohan.
Oh, yes!
Word has reached my ears of this Aragorn…
son of Arathorn.
And I tell you now, I will not bow to this ranger from the North!
Last of a ragged house long bereft of lordship.
Authority is not given to you to deny the return of the king, Steward!
Rule of Gondor is mine!
And no other's!
-Come! - So I imagine this is just a ceremonial position
I mean, they don't actually expect me to do any fighting? Do they?
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.
It's so quiet.
It's the deep breath before the plunge.
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?
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 already we know.
Here the hammerstroke will fall hardest.
and If the river is taken, if the garrison in Osgiliath falls,
then the last defence of this city will be gone.
But we have the White Wizard. That's got to count for something.
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 Lord of the Nazgúl.
The greatest of the Nine.
Minas Morgul is his lair.
The Dead City.
Very nasty place,
full of enemies.
Quick! Quick!
They will see. They will see.
Come away! Come away! Look, look!
We've found it.
The way into Mordor.
The secret stairs.
Climb!
No, Mr. Frodo!
Not that way!
-Ah! What's he doing?! - No!
They are calling me.
I can feel his blade. Oh!
We come to it at last.
The great battle of our time.
Hurry hobbitses! We climb.
We must climb.
The board is set.
The pieces are moving.
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.
Quiet.
To the river!
Quick!
Faster!
Draw swords!
Amon Dín.
The Beacon. The Beacon of Amon Dîn is lit!
Hope is recruit.
The Beacons of Minas Tirith!
The Beacons are lit!
Gondor calls for aid!
And Rohan will answer.
Master of the Rohirrins.
Assemble the army at Dunharrow;
Call as many men as can be found.
You have two days. On the third we will ride for Gondor.
And war.
March! Assemble the men!
- Gamling. - Yes, my Lord.
Gamling, make haste across the Riddermark.
Summon every ablebodied man to Dunharrow.
- You will ride with us? - 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.
So it is before the walls of Minas Tirith, the doom of our time will be decided.
Now is the hour.
Knights of Rohan, oaths you have taken.
Now, fulfil them all!
To the King and the Land!
Faramir, we can't hold them!
The City is lost.
Tell the men to break cover. We will ride to Minas Tirith.
Nazgúl They are attacking!
Pull back!
Pull back to Minas Tirith!
Retreat! Retreat!
The Age of the men is over,
The Time of the Orcs has come.
Let's go to a safe place, my Lord!
It's the White Rider!
Mithrandir...
They broke our defences.
They've taken the bridge in the Westbank.
Battalions of Orcs are crossing the river.
It is as Lord Denethor predicted.. Long has he foreseen this doom!
Foreseen and done nothing!
What passes, Faramir?
This is not the first halfling to have crossed your paths?
No.
You've seen Frodo and Sam?
Where? When?
- In Ithilien, not two days ago.
Gandalf, they're taking the road to the Morgul Vale.
And then the Pass of Cirith Ungol.
What does that mean?
What's wrong?
Faramir, please tell me everything.
Careful master! Careful!
Very far to fall.
Very dangerous on the stairs.
Come, master!
Come to Smeagol.
Mr. Frodo! Get back, you!
Don't touch him!
Why does he hates poor Sméagol?
What has Sméagol ever done to him?
Master?
Master carries a heavy burden.
Smeagol knows.
Heavy, heavy burden.
The fatty one cannot know.
Let Sméagol look after master.
He wants it.
He needs it. Smeagol sees it in his eyes.
Very soon he will ask for it.
You will see.
The fat one will take it from you!
Send forth all legions.
Do not stop the attack until the city is taken.
Slay them all.
What of the wizard?
I will break him.
Where are the Knights of Theoden?
Will Rohan's army come?
Courage is the best defence you have now.
Here do I swear fealty and service to Gondor.
In peace or in the war.
In the life or in the death.
From...
From this hour henceforth,
Until my Lord releases me,
Or the death takes me.
And I shall not forget it.
Nor fail to reward that which is given.
Fealty with love.
Valor with honor,
And disloyalty with vengeance.
I do not think we should so lightly abandon the outer defences.
Defences that your brother long held intact.
What would you have me do? - I will not yield the river in Pelennor unfought.
Osgiliath must be re-taken. - My lord, Osgiliath is over-run.
Much must be risked in war.
Is there a captain here who still has the courage to do his lord's will?
You wish now that our places have been exchanged.
That I had died and Boromir had lived.
Yes.
I wish that.
ince you're robbed of Boromir, I will do what I can in his stead.
If I should return, think better of me, father.
That will depend on the manner of your return.
What you are doing?
Sneakin' off, are we?
Sneaking?
Sneaking!
The fat hobbit is always so polite.
Smeágol shows them secret ways... that nobody else could find,
And they say sneak!
Sneak!
Very nice friend,oh yes, my precious, very nice friend.
All right! All right!
You just startled me, that's all.
What you were doing?
Sneaking.
Fine. Have it your own way.
I'm sorry to wake you, Mr. Frodo.
We have to be moving on.
It's still dark!
Here is always dark.
It's gone! The elven bread! - What?
What? That's all we have left!
He took it.
He must have!
Smeagol? No, no, not poor Sméagol.
Smeagol hates nasty elf-bread.
You are a lying rat!What did you do with it?
He doesn't eat it. He can't have taken it!
Look. What is this?
Crumbs on his jacketses!
He took it!
I've seen him! He's always stuffing his face when Master's not looking.
That's a filthy lie!
-Sam! -You stinkin' two-faced sneak!
Sam! Stop it! Sam!
I'll kill him!
Sam, no!
Master, I feel it.
Oh no. 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.
I'm alright.
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.
A while...
I can carry it.
Share the load.
Get away!
I don't want to keep it!
I just want help you.
See! See!
He want's It for himself.
Shut up, you!
Go away! Get out of here!
No, Sam.
It's you…
I'm sorry, Sam.
But he is a liar!
You can't help me anymore.
You cannot help me more.
You don't mean that!
Go home!