It's true, you don't see many Dwarf women.
And in fact, they are so alike in voice and appearance...
...that they're often mistaken for Dwarf men.
It's the beards.
This, in turn, has given rise to the belief...
...that there are no Dwarf women...
...and that Dwarves just spring out of holes in the ground...
...which is, of course, ridiculous.
It's all right. Nobody panic.
That was deliberate. It was deliberate.
I haven't seen my niece smile for a long time.
She was a girl when they brought her father back dead.
Cut down by Orcs.
She watched her mother succumb to grief.
Then she was left alone, to tend her king in growing fear.
Doomed to wait upon an old man, who should have loved her as a father.
Gimli.
No, I couldn't.
I really couldn't.
I made some stew.
It isn't much, but it's hot.
Thank you.
- It's good. - Really?
My uncle told me a strange thing.
He said that you rode to war with Thengel, my grandfather.
But he must be mistaken.
King Théoden has a good memory. He was only a small child at the time.
Then you must be at least 60.
Seventy?
But you cannot be 80!
Eighty-seven.
You are one of the Dûnedain.
A descendant of Nûmenor, blessed with long life.
It was said that your race had passed into legend.
There are few of us left.
The Northern Kingdom was destroyed long ago.
I'm sorry. Please, eat.
The Ilght of the Evenstar does not wax and wane.
It Is mlne to glve to whom I wlll.
Llke my heart.
Go to sleep.
I am asleep.
This is a dream.
Then it is a good dream.
Sleep.
You told me once...
this day would come.
This is not the end...it is the beginning.
You must go with Frodo.
That is your path.
My path is hidden from me.
It is already laid before your feet.
You cannot falter now.
Arwen...
If you trust nothing else...
trust this...
trust us.
Where is she?
The woman who gave you that jewel.
Our tlme here Is endlng.
Arwen's time is ending.
Let her go.
Let her take the ship into the west.
Let her bear away her love for you to the Undying Lands.
There it will be ever green.
But never more than memory.
I will not leave my daughter here to die.
- She stays because she still has hope. - She stays for you.
She belongs with her people.
Is this how you would take your leave?
Did you think you could slip away at first light - unnoticed?
I will not be coming back.
You underestimate your skill in battle.
You will come back.
It is not of death in battle that I speak.
What do you speak of?
You have a chance for another life...
away from war...grief...despair.
Why are you saying this?
I am mortal. You are Elf-kind.
It was a dream, Arwen.
Nothing more.
I don't believe you.
This belongs to you.
It was a gift.
Keep it.
My lord?
She is sailing to the Undying Lands with all that is left of her kin.
What is it?
- Háma? - I'm not sure.
Wargs!
A scout!
- What is it? What do you see? - Warg! We're under attack!
Get them out of here!
All riders to the head of the column.
Come on. Get me up here. I'm a rider.
Come on!
You must lead the people to Helm's Deep, and make haste.
- I can fight. - No!
You must do this, for me.
Follow me!
- Forward. I mean, charge forward. - Make for the lower ground!
- That's it! Go on! - Stay together!
Bring your pretty face to my ax.
That one counts as mine!
Stinking creature.
Aragorn!
Aragorn?
Tell me what happened and I will ease your passing.
He's...
...dead.
He took a little tumble off the cliff.
You lie.
Get the wounded on horses.
The wolves of Isengard will return.
Leave the dead.
Come.
- At last! - Helm's Deep.
There it is, Helm's Deep.
We're safe!
We're safe, my lady.
Thank you.
- Mama! - Éothain!
Freda!
- Where is the rest? - This is all we could save, my lady.
Take it to the caves.
Make way for the king.
Make way for Théoden. Make way for the king.
So few. So few of you have returned.
Our people are safe.
We have paid for it with many lives.
My lady.
Lord Aragorn...
...where is he?
He fell.
Draw all our forces behind the wall.
Bar the gate. And set a watch on the surround.
What of those who cannot fight, my lord? The women and children?
Get them into the caves.
Saruman's arm will have grown long indeed if he thinks he can reach us here.
Helm 's Deep has one weakness.
Its outer wall Is solld rock...
... but for a small culvert at Its base...
... whlch Is Ilttle more than a draln.
How? How can fire undo stone?
What kind of device could bring down the wall?
If the wall is breached, Helm's Deep will fall.
Even if it is breached, it would take a number beyond reckoning...
...thousands, to storm the Keep.
Tens of thousands.
But, my lord, there is no such force.
A new power is rising.
Its victory is at hand.
This night...
...the land will be stained with the blood of Rohan!
March to Helm's Deep!
Leave none alive!
To war!
There will be no dawn for Men.
Look. There's smoke to the south.
There is always smoke rising...
...from Isengard these days.
Isengard?
There was a time...
...when Saruman would walk in my woods.
But now he has a mind of metal...
...and wheels.
He no longer cares for growing things.
What is it?
It's Saruman's army.
The war has started.
May the grace of the Valar protect you.
Brego.
Arwen.
It is time.
The ships are leaving for Valinor. Go now... before it is too late.
I have made my choice.
He is not coming back.
Why do you linger here when there is no hope?
There is still hope.
If Aragorn survives this war, you will still be parted.
If Sauron is defeated and Aragorn made king...
...and all that you hope for comes true...
...you will still have to taste the bitterness of mortality.
Whether by the sword or the slow decay of time...
...Aragorn will die.
And there wlll be no comfort for you...
... no comfort to ease the paln of hls passlng.
He wlll come to death...
... an Image of the splendor of the klngs of Men...
... In glory undlmmed before the breaklng of the world.
But you, my daughter...
... you wlll Ilnger on In darkness and In doubt...
... as nlghtfall In wlnter that comes wlthout a star.
Here you wlll dwell...
... bound to your grlef under the fadlng trees...
... untll all the world Is changed...
...and the long years of your life are utterly spent.
Arwen.
There is nothing for you here...
...only death.
Do I not also have your love?
You have my love, father.
The power of the enemy Is growlng.
Sauron wlll use hls puppet, Saruman...
... to destroy the people of Rohan.
Isengard has been unleashed.
The Eye of Sauron now turns to Gondor...
... the last free klngdom of Men.
Hls war on thls country wlll come swlftly.
He senses the Rlng Is close.
The strength of the Rlng- bearer Is falllng.
In hls heart, Frodo beglns to understand...
...the quest will claim his life.
You know this.
You have foreseen It.
It Is the rlsk we all took.
In the gatherlng dark, the wlll of the Rlng grows strong.
It works hard now to flnd Its way back Into the hands of Men.
Men, who are so easlly seduced by Its power.
The young captaln of Gondor has but to extend hls hand...
... take the Rlng for hls own, and the world wlll fall.
It Is close now.
So close to achlevlng Its goal.
For Sauron wlll have domlnlon over all Ilfe on thls Earth...
... even unto to the endlng of the world.
The tlme of the Elves...
... Is over.
Do we leave Mlddle-earth to Its fate?
Do we let them stand alone?
What news?
Our scouts report Saruman has attacked Rohan.
Théoden's people have fled to Helm's Deep.
But we must look to our own borders. Faramir, Orcs are on the move.
Sauron is marshaling an army.
Easterlings and Southrons are at the Black Gate.
- How many? - Some thousands. More come every day.
- Who's covering the river to the north? - We pulled 500 men at Osgiliath.
If their city is attacked, we won't hold it.
Saruman attacks from Isengard.
Sauron from Mordor.
The fight will come to Men on both fronts.
Gondor is weak.
Sauron will strike us soon.
And he will strike hard.
He knows now we do not have the strength to repel him.
My men tell me that you are Orc spies.
Spies? Now wait just a minute.
Well, if you're not spies, then who are you?
Speak.
We are Hobbits of the Shire.
Frodo Baggins is my name, and this is Samwise Gamgee.
Your bodyguard?
His gardener.
And where is your skulking friend?
That gangrel creature.
He had an ill-favored look.
There was no other.
We set out from Rivendell with seven companions.
One we lost in Moria...
...two were my kin...
...a Dwarf there was also. And an Elf and two Men.
Aragorn, son of Arathorn, and Boromir of Gondor.
You're a friend of Boromir?
Yes.
For my part.
It will grieve you then to learn that he is dead.
Dead?
How? When?
As one of his companions, I'd hoped you would tell me.
If something has happened to Boromir, we would have you tell us.
His horn washed up upon the riverbank, about six days past.
It was cloven in two.
But more than this, I know it in my heart.
He was my brother.
Boromir!
This city was once the jewel of our kingdom.
A place of light and beauty and music.
And so it shall be once more!
Let the armies of Mordor know this:
Never again will the land of my people fall into enemy hands.
This city of Osgiliath has been reclaimed for Gondor!
- For Gondor! - For Gondor!
Good speech. Nice and short.
Leaves more time for drinking!
Break out the ale! These men are thirsty!
Remember today, little brother.
Today, life is good.
What?
He's here.
- Moment of peace, can he not give us that? - Where is he?
Where is Gondor's finest? Where's my first-born?
Father!
They say you vanquished the enemy almost single-handedly.
They exaggerate. The victory belongs to Faramir also.
But for Faramir, this city would still be standing.
Were you not entrusted to protect it?
I would have done, but our numbers were too few.
Oh, too few.
You let the enemy walk in and take it on a whim.
Always you cast a poor reflection on me.
That is not my intent.
You give him no credit, and yet he tries to do your will.
- He loves you, Father. - Do not trouble me with Faramir...
... I know his uses, and they are few.
We have more urgent things to speak of.
Elrond of Rivendell has called a meeting.
He will not say why, but I have guessed its purpose.
It is rumored that the weapon of the enemy has been found.
The One Ring.
- Isildur's Bane. - It has fallen into the hands of the Elves.
Everyone will try to claim it: Men, Dwarves, wizards.
We cannot let that happen. This thing must come to Gondor.
- Gondor. - It's dangerous, I know.
Ever the Ring will seek to corrupt the hearts of lesser Men.
But you, you are strong. And our need is great.
It is our blood which is being spilled, our people who are dying.
Sauron is biding his time. He's massing fresh armies.
He will return.
And when he does, we will be powerless to stop him.
You must go.
Bring me back this mighty gift.
No. My place is here with my people. Not in Rivendell.
- Would you deny your own father? - Lf there is need to go to Rivendell...
...send me in his stead. - You?
Oh, I see.
A chance for Faramir, captain of Gondor, to show his quality.
I think not.
I trust this mission only to your brother.
The one who will not fail me.
Remember today, little brother.
Captain Faramir!
We found the third one.
You must come with me. Now.
Down there.
To enter the Forbidden Pool bears the penalty of death.
They wait for my command.
Shall I shoot?
The rock and pool Is nlce and cool
So julcy sweet
Our only wlsh To catch a flsh
So julcy sweet
Wait.
This creature is bound to me.
And I to him.
He is our guide.
Please...
...let me go down to him.
Sméagol.
Master is here.
Come, Sméagol.
Trust master. Come.
We must go now?
Sméagol, you must trust master.
Follow me. Come on.
Come.
Come, Sméagol.
Nice Sméagol. That's it.
Come on.
Don't hurt him!
Sméagol, don't struggle. Sméagol, listen to me.
Master!
That's enough.
Where are you leading them?
Answer me.
Sméagol.
Why does it cry, Sméagol?
Cruel Men hurts us.
Master tricksed us.
Of course he did.
I told you he was tricksy.
I told you he was false.
Master is our friend.
Our friend.
Master betrayed us.
No. Not its business.
Leave us alone!
Filthy little Hobbitses!
They stole it from us!
No. No.
What did they steal?
My precious!
We have to get out of here.
You go. Go, now.
You can do it.
Use the Ring, Mr. Frodo.
Just this once.
Put it on.
Disappear.
I can't.
You were right, Sam.
You tried to tell me but...
I'm sorry.
The Ring's taking me, Sam.
If I put it on...
... he'll find me.
He'll see.
Mr. Frodo...
So this is the answer to all the riddles.
Here in the Wild I have you...
...two Halflings...
...and a host of men at my call.
The Ring of Power within my grasp.
A chance for Faramir, captain of Gondor...
...to show his quality.
No!
Stop it!
Leave him alone.
Don't you understand?
He's got to destroy it!
That's where we're going, into Mordor.
To the Mountain of Fire!
Osgiliath is under attack. They call for reinforcements.
Please. It's such a burden.
Will you not help him?
Captain?
Prepare to leave.
The Ring will go to Gondor.
- He's alive! - Where is he? Where is he?
Get out of the way! I'm going to kill him!
You are the luckiest, the canniest...
...and the most reckless man I ever knew.
Bless you, laddie.
Gimli, where is the king?
You're late.
You look terrible.
A great host, you say?
- All Isengard is emptied. - How many?
Ten thousand strong at least.
Ten thousand?
It is an army bred for a single purpose:
To destroy the world of Men.
They will be here by nightfall.
Let them come!
I want every man and strong lad able to bear arms...
...to be ready for battle by nightfall.
We will cover the causeway and the gate from above.
No army has ever breached the Deeping Wall...
...or set foot inside the Hornburg!
This is no rabble of mindless Orcs.
These are Uruk-hai.
Their armour is thick and their shields broad.
I have fought many wars, Master Dwarf.
I know how to defend my own keep.
They will break upon this fortress like water on rock.
Saruman's hordes will pillage and burn. We've seen it before.
Crops can be resown...
... homes rebuilt.
Within these walls...
...we will outlast them.
They do not come to destroy Rohan's crops or villages.
They come to destroy its people...
...down to the last child.
What would you have me do?
Look at my men.
Their courage hangs by a thread.
If this is to be our end, then I would have them make such an end...
...as to be worthy of remembrance.
Send out riders, my lord.
You must call for aid.
And who will come?
Elves?
Dwarves?
We are not so lucky in our friends as you.
The old alliances are dead.
- Gondor will answer. - Gondor?!
Where was Gondor when the Westfold fell?!
Where was Gondor when our enemies closed in around us?!
Where was Gon...?
No, my Lord Aragorn...
...we are alone.
Get the women and children into the caves.
We need more time to lay provisions...
There is no time. War is upon us.
Secure the gate.
We Ents have not troubled...
...about the wars of Men and wizards...
...for a very long time.
But now, something is about to happen...
...that has not happened...
...for an age.
Entmoot.
What's that?
'Tis a gathering.
A gathering of what?
Beech. Oak.
Chestnut. Ash.
Good. Good. Good.
Many have come.
Now we must decide if the Ents...
...will go to war.
Move back! Move to the caves!
Come on, people! Quickly, now!
We'll place the reserves along the wall.
They can support the archers from above the gate.
Aragorn, you must rest.
You're no use to us half alive.
Aragorn!
I'm to be sent with the women into the caves.
That is an honorable charge.
To mind the children, to find food and bedding when the men return.
What renown is there in that?
My lady, a time may come for valor without renown.
Who then will your people look to in the last defense?
- Let me stand at your side. - It is not in my power to command it.
You do not command the others to stay!
They fight beside you because they would not be parted from you.
Because they love you.
I'm sorry.
Farmers, farriers, stable boys.
These are no soldiers.
- Most have seen too many winters. - Or too few.
Look at them. They're frightened.
I can see it in their eyes.
And they should be...
Three hundred... against ten thousand!
They have more hope of defending themselves here than at Edoras...
They cannot win this fight.
They are all going to die!
Then I shall die as one of them!
Let him go, lad.
Let him be.
Every villager able to wield a sword has been sent to the armoury.
My lord?
Who am I, Gamling?
You are our king, sire.
And do you trust your king?
Your men, my lord...
...will follow you to whatever end.
To whatever end.
Where is the horse and the rider?
Where is the horn that was blowing?
They have passed Ilke raln on the mountalns.
Llke wlnd In the meadow.
The days have gone down in the West...
... behlnd the hllls...
... Into Shadow.
How did it come to this?
It's been going for hours.
They must have decided something by now.
Decided? No.
We only just finished saying...
...good morning.
But it's nighttime already.
You can't take forever.
Don't be hasty.
We're running out of time!
Move! Move to the outer wall.
Give me your sword.
What is your name?
Haleth, son of Háma, my lord.
The men are saying we will not live out the night.
They say that it is hopeless.
This is a good sword.
Haleth, son of Háma...
...there is always hope.
We have trusted you this far. You have not led us astray.
Forgive me.
I was wrong to despair.
There is nothing to forgive, Legolas.
We had time, I'd get this adjusted.
It's a little tight across the chest.
That is no Orc horn.
Send for the king.
- Open the gate! - Open up the gate!
How is this possible?
I bring word from Elrond of Rivendell.
An alliance once existed between Elves and Men.
Long ago we fought and died together.
We come to honor that allegiance.
You are most welcome.
We are proud to fight alongside Men once more.
You could have picked a better spot.
Well, lad, whatever luck you live by, let's hope it lasts the night.
Your friends are with you, Aragorn.
Let's hope they last the night.
Show them no mercy...
for you shall receive none!
- What's happening out there? - Shall I describe it to you?
Or would you like me to find you a box?
HOLD!
So it begins.
Prepare to fire!
Their armour is weak at the neck...
and beneath the arm.
Release Arrows!
Did they hit anything?
Give them a volley.
- Fire! - Fire!
Send them to me! Come on!
Ladders!
Good!
Swords! Swords!
Legolas! Two already!
I'm on 17!
I'll have no pointy-ear outscoring me!
Nineteen!
Merry.
We have just agreed.
Yes?
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.
Tree, root and twig.
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?
Bring him down, Legolas!
Kill him!
Brace the gate!
Hold them! Stand firm!
Aragorn!
Gimli!
Charge!
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!
To the Keep!
Pull back to the Keep!
Haldir!
To the Keep!
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! I nside. Get them inside!
I nto 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.
Look! The trees! They're moving!
Where are they going?
They have business with the Orcs.
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 comlng at flrst Ilght on the flfth 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 passlng thlng...
... thls shadow.
Even darkness must pass.
A new day wlll come.
And when the sun shlnes, It wlll shlne out the clearer.
Those were the storles that stayed wlth you...
... that meant somethlng.
Even If you were too small to understand why.
But I thlnk, 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.
Stay out of the forest!
Keep away from the trees!
Final count...
...42. - Forty-two?
That's not bad for a pointy-eared Elvish princeling.
I myself am sitting pretty on 43.
- Forty-three. - He was already dead.
- He was twitching. - He was twitching...
...because he's got my ax embedded in his nervous system!
- He doesn't look too happy, does he? - Not too happy at all, Merry.
Still, I suppose the view would be quite nice from up there.
Oh, yes. It's a quality establishment.
I hear the staff are very good.
- What are you doing? - Nothing.
- The world's back to normal, that's all. - No, it isn't.
I'm starving.
Good luck trying to find something decent around here.
Probably dead rats and moldy bread.
Saruman's storeroom!
I don't believe it.
It can't be.
- It is! - Longbottom Leaf.
The finest pipe-weed in South Farthing.
It's perfect. One barrel each.
Wait.
Do you think we should share it with Treebeard?
Share it?
No. No.
Dead plant and all that.
Don't think he'd understand.
Could be a distant relative.
I get it.
Don't be hasty.
Exactly.
Bar-hrum.
This is the old sewer.
Runs right under the river through to the edge of the city.
You'll find cover in the woods there.
Captain Faramir...
...you have shown your quality, sir.
The very highest.
The Shire must truly be a great realm, Master Gamgee...
...where gardeners are held in high honor.
What road will you take once you reach the woods?
Gollum says there's a path...
... near Minas Morgul that climbs up into the mountains.
Cirith Ungol?
- Is that its name? - No.
No!
- Yes. - Frodo...
...they say a dark terror dwells in the passes above Minas Morgul.
- You cannot go that way. - It is the only way.
Master says we must go to Mordor, so we must try.
I must.
Go, Frodo. Go with the goodwill of all Men.
Thank you.
May death find you quickly if you bring them to harm.
Come on, keep up.
Mr. Frodo didn't mean for them Rangers to hurt you.
You know that, don't you?
He was trying to save you, see?
Save me?
So there's no hard feelings.
- Forgive and forget. - No, no, no hard feelings.
Gollum, Gollum.
Yes, master.
- Nice Hobbits. - Very decent of you.
Very decent, indeed, Gollum.
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 wllderness.
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.
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