I have told your names to the Entmoot...
...and we have agreed...
...you are not Orcs.
Well, that's good news.
And what about Saruman? Have you come to a decision about him?
Now, don't be hasty, Master Meriadoc.
Hasty?
Our friends are out there.
They need our help. They cannot fight this war on their own.
War? Yes.
It affects us all.
But you must understand, young Hobbit...
...it takes a long time...
...to say anything in Old Entish...
...and we never say anything...
...unless it is worth taking...
...a long time to say.
Seventeen! Eighteen!
Nineteen!
Twenty!
Twenty-one!
Causeway!
Is this it?
Is this is all you can conjure, Saruman?
Brace the gate!
Hold them! Stand firm!
Aragorn!
Gimli!
The Ents cannot hold back this storm.
We must weather such things as we have always done.
How can that be your decision?!
This is not our war.
But you're part of this world!
Aren't you?!
You must help. Please.
You must do something.
You are young and brave, Master Merry.
But your part in this tale is over.
Go back to your home.
Maybe Treebeard's right.
We don't belong here, Merry.
It's too big for us.
What can we do in the end?
We've got the Shire.
Maybe we should go home.
The fires of Isengard will spread...
...and the woods of Tuckborough and Buckland will burn.
And...
And all that was once green and good in this world will be gone.
There won't be a Shire, Pippin.
Aragorn!
Fall back to the Keep!
Get your men out of there!
Haldir!
What are you doing? What are you stopping for?
Haldir!
Brace the gate!
Hold them!
To the gate. Draw your swords!
Make way!
We cannot hold much longer!
- Hold them! - How long do you need?
As long as you can give me.
Gimli!
Timbers!
Brace the gate!
Come on. We can take them.
It's a long way.
Toss me.
- What? - I cannot jump the distance!
You'll have to toss me!
Don't tell the Elf.
Not a word.
Shore up the door!
- Make way! - Follow me to the barricade.
Watch our backs!
- Throw another one over here! - Higher!
Hold fast the gate!
Gimli! Aragorn! Get out of there!
Aragorn!
Pull everybody back.
Pull them back.
Fall back!
They have broken through!
The castle is breached. Retreat!
- Fall back! - Retreat!
Hurry! Inside. Get them inside!
Into the Keep!
I will leave you at the western borders of the forest.
You can make your way north to your homeland from there.
Wait! Stop!
Stop!
Turn around.
- Turn around. Take us south. - South?
But that will lead you past Isengard.
Yes. Exactly.
If we go south, we can slip past Saruman unnoticed.
The closer we are to danger, the farther we are from harm.
It's the last thing he'll expect.
That doesn't make sense to me.
But then...
...you are very small.
Perhaps you're right.
South it is, then.
Hold on, little Shirelings.
I always like going south.
Somehow it feels like going downhill.
Are you mad? We'll be caught.
No, we won't.
Not this time.
Look!
Osgiliath burns!
Mordor has come.
The Ring will not save Gondor.
It has only the power to destroy.
Please...
...let me go.
Hurry.
Faramir!
You must let me go!
And those little family of field mice...
...that climb up sometimes, and they tickle me awfully.
They're always trying to get somewhere where they...
Many of these trees were my friends.
Creatures I had known from nut and acorn.
I'm sorry, Treebeard.
They had voices of their own.
Saruman.
A wizard should know better!
There is no curse in Elvish...
...Entish or the tongues of Men...
...for this treachery.
My business is with Isengard tonight...
...with rock and stone.
Yes.
Come, my friends.
The Ents are going to war.
It is likely...
...that we go to our doom.
Last march...
...of the Ents.
Faramir! Orcs have taken the eastern shore. Their numbers are too great.
By nightfall we will be overrun.
Mr. Frodo?
It's calling to him, Sam. His Eye is almost on me.
Hold on, Mr. Frodo. You'll be all right.
Take them to my father.
Tell him Faramir sends a mighty gift.
A weapon that will change our fortunes in this war.
Do you want to know what happened to Boromir?
You want to know why your brother died?
He tried to take the Ring from Frodo after swearing an oath to protect him!
He tried to kill him!
The Ring drove your brother mad!
Watch out!
Mr. Frodo?
They're here.
They've come.
Nazgûl!
Stay here. Keep out of sight.
Take cover!
The fortress is taken.
It is over.
You said this fortress would never fall while your men defend it.
They still defend it. They have died defending it.
They're breaking in!
They're past the door!
Is there no other way for the women and children to get out of the caves?
Is there no other way?
There is one passage. It leads into the mountains.
But they will not get far. The Uruk-hai are too many.
Tell the women and children to make for the mountain pass.
- And barricade the entrance! - So much death.
What can Men do against such reckless hate?
Ride out with me.
Ride out and meet them.
For death and glory.
For Rohan.
For your people.
The sun is rising.
Look to my coming at first light on the fifth day.
At dawn...
... look to the east.
Yes.
The horn of Helm Hammerhand...
...shall sound in the Deep...
...one last time.
Yes!
Let this be the hour when we draw swords together.
Fell deeds, awake.
Now for wrath...
...now for ruin and a red dawn.
Forth Eorlingas!
Gandalf.
Théoden King stands alone.
Not alone.
Rohirrim!
Éomer.
To the king!
Yes!
A hit. A fine hit.
Break the dam!
Release the river!
Pippin! Hold on!
Hold on, little Hobbits.
What are you doing?
Where are you going?
It's me.
It's your Sam.
Don't you know your Sam?
I can't do this, Sam.
I know.
It's all wrong.
By rights, we shouldn't even be here.
But we are.
It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo.
The ones that really mattered.
Full of darkness and danger they were.
And sometimes you didn't want to know the end...
...because how could the end be happy?
How could the world go back to the way it was...
... when so much bad had happened?
Victory!
We have victory!
But in the end, it's only a passing thing...
... this shadow.
Even darkness must pass.
A new day will come.
And when the sun shines, it will shine out the clearer.
Those were the stories that stayed with you...
... that meant something.
Even if you were too small to understand why.
But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand.
I know now.
Folk in those stories...
...had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn't.
They kept going...
...because they were holding on to something.
What are we holding on to, Sam?
That there's some good in this world, Mr. Frodo.
And it's worth fighting for.
I think at last we understand one another, Frodo Baggins.
You know the laws of our country, the laws of your father.
If you let them go, your life will be forfeit.
Then it is forfeit.
Release them.
Sauron's wrath will be terrible, his retribution swift.
The battle for Helm's Deep is over.
The battle for Middle-earth is about to begin.
All our hopes now lie with two little Hobbits...
... somewhere in the wilderness.
I wonder if we'll ever be put into songs or tales.
What?
I wonder if people will ever say, "Let's hear about Frodo and the Ring."
And they'll say, "Yes! That's one of my favorite stories."
"Frodo was really courageous, wasn't he, Dad?"
"Yes, my boy.
The most famousest of Hobbits. And that's saying a lot."
Well, you've left out one of the chief characters:
"Samwise the Brave."
I want to hear more about Sam.
Frodo wouldn't have got far without Sam.
Now, Mr. Frodo, you shouldn't make fun. I was being serious.
So was I.
"Samwise the Brave."
Sméagol?
We're not going to wait for you. Come on.
Master.
Master looks after us.
Master wouldn't hurt us.
Master broke his promise.
Don't ask Sméagol.
Poor, poor Sméagol.
Master betrayed us.
Wicked. Tricksy. False.
We ought to wring his filthy little neck.
Kill him! Kill him!
Kill them both!
And then we take the precious...
...and we be the master!
But the fat Hobbit, he knows.
Eyes always watching.
Then we stabs them out.
Put out his eyeses and make him crawl.
Yes. Yes. Yes.
Kill them both.
Yes. No! No!
It's too risky. It's too risky.
Where is he? Where has he gone?
- Hey, Gollum! Where are you? - Sméagol?
We could let her do it.
Yes. She could do it.
Yes, precious, she could.
And then we takes it once they're dead.
Once they're dead.
Come on, Hobbits. Long ways to go yet.
Sméagol will show you the way.
Follow me.