THE LORD OF THE RINGS
The Return of the King
Screenplay by
Fran Walsh &
Philippa Boyens &
Peter Jackson
Based on the novels by J.R.R. Tolkien
© 2003 New Line Cinema
Final Revision - October, 2003 1.
BLACK SCREEN
SUPER: New Line Cinema Presents
SUPER: A Wingnut Films Production
SUPER: THE LORD OF THE RINGS
BLACK SCREEN:
ANGLE ON: SMÉAGOL and his cousin, DÉAGOL, sit in a SMALL CORACLE, their FISHING LINES draped over the side ... SUNSHINE glinting off the surface of the water.
An idyllic image.
SUDDENLY ... DÉAGOL’S FISHING ROD BENDS under the weight of a LARGE FISH.
DÉAGOL (excited) Sméagol, I've got one! (he laughs) I've got a fish, Sméagol!
SMÉAGOL (excitedly) Go on, pull it in.
DÉAGOL pulls on his ROD, but is HAULED OVERBOARD and disappears underwater with a SPLASH!
ANGLE ON: SMÉAGOL leaning over the BOAT ... CONCERNED.
SMÉAGOL (cont’d) (worried) Déagol!
ANGLE ON: DÉAGOL is towed to the RIVER BED by a LARGE FISH ... he suddenly lets go of the line ... eyes fixed on a SHINING GOLD RING, lying in the SILT.
Final Revision - October, 2003 2.
CLOSE ON: DÉAGOL climbs out of the WATER onto the RIVER BANK.
CLOSE ON: the RING revealed in DÉAGOL’S PALM...
ANGLE ON: SMÉAGOL peers over his shoulder ... the GOLD reflects in SMÉAGOL’S EYES!
ON SOUNDTRACK: The HUM of the RING growing LOUDER...
SMÉAGOL Give us that, Déagol, my love!
DÉAGOL turns to look at him, a smirk on his face.
DÉAGOL Why?
CLOSE ON: SMÉAGOL moves towards DÉAGOL...
SMÉAGOL Because...it's my birthday and I wants it.
ANGLE ON: SMÉAGOL jumps on DÉAGOL ... STRANGLING HIM! SMÉAGOL rips the GLITTERING RING from DÉAGOL’S LIMP HAND.
SMÉAGOL My precious!
CLOSE ON: SMÉAGOL slips the RING onto his FINGER and DISAPPEARS.
IMAGES: SMÉAGOL descending into madness. His body TWISTS and DISTORTS ... he becomes a CREEPY, SHRIVELED wretch ... finally crawling into a DARK CAVE beneath the MISTY MOUNTAINS.
SMÉAGOL (V.O.) They cursed us. Murderer. Murderer they called us. They cursed us and drove us away. (MORE) (CONTINUED)
Final Revision - October, 2003 3.
SMÉAGOL (V.O.) (cont’d) And we wept, Precious. We wept, to be so alone. And we forgot the taste of bread, the sound of trees, the softness of the wind ... We even forgot our own name. (in a choking cough) Gollum! Gollum!
ANGLE ON: GOLLUM in the CAVE staring at the RING in his hand.
SMÉAGOL (ecstatic) My Precious.
ANGLE ON: A GRIM LANDSCAPE, covered in THORN BUSHES and the scars of RECENT FIRES. The DARK MORGUL VALLEY disappears up towards the MOUNTAINS.
SETTLE ON: FRODO and SAM in a FILTHY CULVERT.
SAM twitches in a RESTLESS SLEEP. But FRODO is awake ... His hand trails down to the CHAIN around his NECK...
A SUDDEN HISS! FRODO quickly hides the RING as GOLLUM peers at them with GLEAMING EYES.
SAM STIRS, looks at FRODO...
FRODO shakes his HEAD.
Final Revision - October, 2003 4.
SAM looks at the dead, BROWN TWILIGHT, below the LOWERING CLOUD.
The GROUND suddenly QUIVERS, as a ROLLING, RUMBLING NOISE ECHOES down the VALLEY.
SAM shoots GOLLUM a HOSTILE LOOK and turns back to rummage in his KNAPSACK. He holds up a piece of dried LEMBAS BREAD to FRODO.
Final Revision - October, 2003 5.
CONTINUED: (2)
FRODO looks at SAM questioningly.
FRODO says nothing.
WIDE: FRODO and SAM follow GOLLUM as he leads them on the winding, torturous path ... clambering through BRACKEN and over JAGGED ROCKS.
GANDALF leads ARAGORN, LEGOLAS, THÉODEN, and GIMLI through dark woodland...
The MOVING FOREST of FANGORN ... opens before them ... creating an AVENUE of TREES, which allows them access along the old ISENGARD ROAD. A THICK, HUMID MIST fills the forest.
SUPER: THE RETURN OF THE KING
ANGLE ON: The FOREST SEPARATES ahead, REVEALING: the RUINS of ISENGARD.
WIDE ON: All about, the GREAT STONE WALL is cracked and splintered into countless jagged shards.
Final Revision - October, 2003 6.
Far off, half veiled in the swirling STEAM, the TOWER of ORTHANC stands ... Unbroken by the storm. Pale waters lap about its feet.
ANGLE ON: TWO SMALL HOBBITS are sitting on the SMASHED WALL ... MERRY AND PIPPIN! SPREAD before them is a feast of BREADS, MEATS, and WINE. They PUFF on long pipes as they lie back in the SUN.
MERRY cuts PIPPIN off before he can respond in kind.
ANGLE ON: GANDALF, ARAGORN, LEGOLAS and GIMLI stare at the SIGHT before them...
Final Revision - October, 2003 7.
CONTINUED: (2)
WIDE: GANDALF leads the company through the flotsam and jetsam which floats upon the muddied waters surrounding the TOWER ... TREEBEARD, the GIANT ENT, strides towards them, ALARMING all but GANDALF.
GANDALF stares up the long length of the DARK TOWER...
THE OLD ENT nods his head wisely...
CLOSE ON: PIPPIN, his eye caught by something lying in the WATER
ANGLE ON: The MUDDY waters GLOWING with a golden light...
ARAGORN turns as, quick as a FLASH, PIPPIN has jumped off his horse and picked up – the PALANTÍR!
Final Revision - October, 2003 8.
CONTINUED: (3)
PIPPIN doesn’t move, his eyes staring in wonder at the smooth black stone...
RELUCTANTLY, PIPPIN hands the PALANTÍR to GANDALF ... who immediately smothers it in his cloak.
ANGLE ON: GANDALF looks back at PIPPIN ... troubled.
WIDE: BACK SHOT – a GROUP OF RIDERS gallop towards the ROHAN CITY of EDORAS...
PUSH IN: ÉOWYN standing alone outside the GOLDEN HALL. waiting...
WIDE: A ROARING FIRE: a LAMB ROASTING on a SPIT; LONG TABLES laden with FOOD; BARRELS of WINE; a banquet is laid – ready for the returning soldiers.
THÉODEN Tonight we remember those who gave their blood to defend this country. Hail the victorious dead!
ANGLE ON: Amidst the sheering crowd, ÉOWYN moves towards ARAGORN ... As she proffers the CHALICE, their eyes meet.
ÉOWYN Westu Aragorn hál.
Final Revision - October, 2003 9.
ÉOWYN watches as ARAGORN moves away ... a voice speaks in her ear.
THÉODEN I am happy for you.
ÉOWYN looks at her UNCLE, as THÉODEN follows her gaze.
THÉODEN He is an honorable man.
ÉOWYN (smiling) You are both honorable Men.
THÉODEN It was not Théoden of Rohan who led our people to victory.
ÉOWYN looks at him questioningly, disturbed by his tone.
THÉODEN (cont’d) Don't listen to me. You are young, and tonight is for you.
ANGLE ON: ÉOWYN watches concerned as her UNCLE moves away.
ANGLE ON: MERRY & PIPPIN are in full voice, on top of one of the TABLES ... both hold very large mugs of ALE in their hands.
MERRY & PIPPIN (singing) Oh, you can search – up and down As many lands as can be found 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!
ANGLE ON: GANDALF laughing and clapping the HOBBITS. ARAGORN steps up beside him, SMILING at the floorshow.
Final Revision - October, 2003 10.
CONTINUED: (2)
GANDALF turns quickly to ARAGORN.
GANDALF watches his friend’s face ... seeking reassurance.
ANGLE ON: FRODO and SAM lie asleep amidst scrubby bushes near a stagnant pool. SMÉAGOL lies nearby, muttering in his sleep.
SMÉAGOL Too risky. Too risky. The thieves! They stole it from us. Kill them ... kill them ... kill them both!
SMÉAGOL wakes suddenly, shaking, his face drenched in SWEAT, eyes wide in horror.
SMÉAGOL (cont’d) No!
Final Revision - October, 2003 11.
SMÉAGOL’S features suddenly transform into the MALEVOLENT face of GOLLUM!
SMÉAGOL casts a quick glance over his SHOULDER to the SLEEPING figures of FRODO and SAM as he clambers off to his ROCK ... silently sidling towards the EDGE of the STAGNANT POOL.
SMÉAGOL They knows, they knows, they suspects us!
SMÉAGOL stares into the MURKY depths of the WATER.
The SURFACE RIPPLES as the face of GOLLUM appears as SMÉAGOL’S REFLECTION.
SMÉAGOL No! Not! Never!! Sméagol hates nasty Hobbitses! Sméagol wants to see them – dead!
FLASH INSERT: SMÉAGOL choking DÉAGOL ... Fingers locked tight around his THROAT.
Final Revision - October, 2003 12.
CONTINUED: (2)
SMÉAGOL We must get the Precious. We must get it back.
SMÉAGOL We lead them to the windy stairs.
SMÉAGOL Up, up, up, up the stairs we go ... until we come to... (naughty excitement) ... the Tunnel!
SMÉAGOL And they doesn't taste very nice, does they, Precious?
CLOSE ON: SAM ... his EYES flicker OPEN...
SMÉAGOL And take it for me!
Final Revision - October, 2003 13.
CONTINUED: (3)
SMÉAGOL Yes, we, we meant for us... (choking cough) Gollum! Gollum!
SUDDEN ANGLE ON: SAM’S image mirrored in the water as he SMACKS GOLLUM on the HEAD with his POT!
SAM drops the POT and FLINGS himself ON TOP of GOLLUM! GOLLUM SCREAMS ... his ARMS and LEGS FLAILING WILDLY!
ANGLE ON: FRODO staggers over to SAM and PULLS HIM OFF GOLLUM.
CLOSE ON: GOLLUM, huddled on the ground, WHIMPERING and SOBBING.
Final Revision - October, 2003 14.
CONTINUED: (4)
SMÉAGOL Never! Sméagol wouldn't hurt a fly! He’s a horrid, fat Hobbit who hates Sméagol and who makes up nasty lies!
SAM makes for SMÉAGOL again ... with a look of MURDEROUS RAGE.
FRODO grabs SAM’S ARM.
SAM pulls away from FRODO...
SAM stares at FRODO ... at a loss.
ANGLE ON: SAM, his face softening.
Final Revision - October, 2003 15.
CONTINUED: (5)
FRODO beckons to GOLLUM.
GOLLUM turns slowly, staring at SAM through hooded, HATE-FILLED EYES ... and SMILES.
ARAGORN joins LEGOLAS on the STEPS to the golden HALL, oblivious to the CHILL WIND ... they look out across the SLEEPING CITY to the LOOMING MOUNTAIN RANGE BEYOND ... DARK CLOUDS mark the sky.
LEGOLAS looks at ARAGORN ... realization in his face.
CLOSE ON: PIPPIN ... he is AWAKE! He sits up ... ANXIOUS, FIDGETY...
Suddenly he hops out of bed and creeps towards the SLEEPING FORM of GANDALF.
Final Revision - October, 2003 16.
PIPPIN gasps with FRIGHT! MERRY is sitting up, wiping sleep from his eyes. He moves on...
ANGLE ON: A sleeping GANDALF lies with eyes wide open! But PIPPIN is undeterred...
MERRY sits up, a worried look on his face.
With quick stealth, PIPPIN lifts the WRAPPED PALANTÍR from GANDALF’S grasp...
PIPPIN unwraps the PALANTÍR and as MERRY looks on HORRIFIED, he gazes intently into it.
As PIPPIN lays his hands on the CRYSTAL, a SICKLY PALE light slowly spreads from the GLASS BALL onto PIPPIN’S FACE ... his EYES WIDEN.
On the STEPS on the GOLDEN HALL, LEGOLAS turns to ARAGORN.
Final Revision - October, 2003 17.
PIPPIN suddenly starts to HYPERVENTILATE ... He STAGGERS BACKWARDS, PALANTÍR held rigidly before him...
THE GREAT EYE OF SAURON seems to LEAP from the FIRE ... PIPPIN is bathed in the FIERY RED LIGHT.
PIPPIN sinks to his KNEES, his mouth open in a soundless SCREAM ... He FALLS BACKWARDS, powerless to release the FIERY GLOBE.
GANDALF wakes with start! Just as ARAGORN enters, and wrenches the PALANTÍR from PIPPIN’S HANDS ... PIPPIN FALLS to the FLOOR! ... ARAGORN spins away, reeling backwards, the PALANTÍR falling from his HANDS...
The PALANTÍR rolls across the FLOOR, causing EVERYONE in the room to COWER BACK.
ANGLE ON: GANDALF throws a BLANKET over it, ANGRY DISBELIEF on his face! He rounds on PIPPIN.
GANDALF lifts the HOBBIT’S SLUMPED HEAD.
PIPPIN is trembling ... GANDALF calms him...
Final Revision - October, 2003 18.
FLASH INSERT: A lone white tree surrounded by flames.
CLOSE ON: GANDALF stares at PIPPIN with a FRIGHTENING INTENSITY...
THÉODEN stands in the GOLDEN HALL, gravely listening to GANDALF ... ARAGORN, LEGOLAS, and GIMLI look on...
ANGLE ON: GIMLI lets out a sigh of relief.
Final Revision - October, 2003 19.
GANDALF turns to look at THÉODEN.
GANDALF looks from one to the other of the gathered company.
The WIZARD turns towards ARAGORN...
THÉODEN listens intently, saying nothing.
CLOSE ON: ARAGORN ... he knows GANDALF SPEAKS THE TRUTH.
ANGLE ON: GANDALF rounds on THÉODEN.
THÉODEN holds GANDALF’S gaze.
Final Revision - October, 2003 20.
CONTINUED: (2)
THÉODEN Tell me. Why should we ride to the aid of those who did not come to ours?
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN turns to look at THÉODEN.
THÉODEN (cont’d) What do we owe Gondor?
GANDALF turns on his heel ... and stares at a surprised PIPPIN.
ANGLE ON: GANDALF hurries along the STREETS ... PIPPIN and MERRY run alongside trying to KEEP UP...
Final Revision - October, 2003 21.
PIPPIN catches up to MERRY.
MERRY turns away...
This is too much for MERRY. He turns on PIPPIN.
PUSH IN: PIPPIN’S face as MERRY strides away.
Final Revision - October, 2003 22.
ANGLE ON: PIPPIN is dumped unceremoniously onto the back of SHADOWFAX as GANDALF hurriedly prepares to leave...
MERRY thrusts a SMALL PACKAGE into PIPPIN’S HAND...
PIPPIN stares down at the leather-bound bundle of PIPE-WEED.
A WORRIED MERRY exchanges glances with GANDALF.
GANDALF mounts SHADOWFAX.
Final Revision - October, 2003 23.
GANDALF spurs the GREAT HORSE forward.
SHADOWFAX thunders out of the STABLES!
CLOSE ON: MERRY’S devastated face.
ANGLE ON: SHADOWFAX carries GANDALF and PIPPIN out of the GATE and down the WINDING ROAD towards the PLAINS OF ROHAN.
ANGLE ON: MERRY clambers up a WATCHTOWER, ARAGORN in pursuit.
ANGLE ON: The SMALL FIGURE as he watches his best friend DISAPPEAR into the DISTANCE...
CLOSE ON: ARAGORN ... he knows what it is to lose someone.
WIDE: ARWEN – escorted by a SMALL ENTOURAGE of ELVES – rides through the gathering darkness of a PINE FOREST.
SLOW MOTION: As ARWEN rides through the FOREST, the FIGURE of a SMALL BOY of about 5 SUDDENLY runs across the path in front of her.
ARWEN reigns in ASFALOTH ... something about the BOY intrigues her – but she does not know why...
Final Revision - October, 2003 24.
As ARWEN watches the BOY move away, the TREES begin to thin ... the BOY continues running. One by one, the TREES TRANSFORM into TALL WHITE PILLARS.
ARWEN’S POV: The BOY now stands within a VISION of the majestic architecture of the great Gondorian city of MINAS TIRITH.
A SILHOUETTED FIGURE appears in the distance and moves towards the CHILD ... the BOY runs to the FIGURE.
ARWEN watches as the FIGURE holds out its arms – swinging the LAUGHING CHILD into the AIR...
The Figure turns to reveal ... ARAGORN, a little older, dressed in the casual finery of a GONDORIAN NOBLE.
CLOSE ON: The CHILD, now in ARAGORN’S ARMS, looks directly at ARWEN ... it is a QUIET LOOK filled with INFINITE SADNESS.
ARWEN’S eyes drop to the CHILD’S CHEST ... around the CHILD’S neck hangs the EVENSTAR...
CLOSE ON: ARWEN as she realizes she is staring at a future that can never be, the CHILD she and ARAGORN will never have.
INSERT: ELROND speaking to his daughter...
ARWEN shuts her eyes ... when she opens them again, the VISION is gone ... she is staring at DARK TREES once more.
ARWEN turns towards her COMPANION who stares at her, concerned.
SUDDENLY: ARWEN wheels ASFALOTH around ... riding away.
Final Revision - October, 2003 25.
CONTINUED: (2)
WIDE SHOT: ARWEN’S HORSE gallops over the BRIDGE and through the GATES into RIVENDELL.
ANGLE ON: ELROND seated alone ... ARWEN runs up the STEPS towards him ...
CLOSE ON: ELROND stands – stunned.
ANGLE ON: ARWEN breathing hard, walking towards ELROND with fierce light in her eyes.
CLOSE ON: ELROND - his face grim.
Her father turns away...
ELROND stares into space, the fight seems to go out of him. He won’t look at her...
Final Revision - October, 2003 26.
ANGLE ON: ARWEN gently takes her FATHER’S face in her hands and turns him toward her...
INSERT IMAGE: A HOODED FIGURE ascends a CURVED STAIRCASE towards a GALLERY ... The FIGURE stops before a STATUE that holds the BROKEN SHARDS of an ancient sword in its arms.
INSERT IMAGE: The BLADE shattering in several fragments as ISILDUR brandishes NARSIL at SAURON.
CLOSE ON: The HOODED FIGURE looks up into the sorrowful face of the STATUE ... The figure is ARWEN...
ANGLE ON: ELROND stares at his daughter, unwavering...
Final Revision - October, 2003 27.
ANGLE ON: ELROND turns away...
ANGLE ON: ARWEN in ANGUISH, sits on her bed, the book falls to the FLOOR...
CLOSE ON: ELROND picks up her JOURNAL and takes one of her hands in his...
CLOSE ON: ELROND’S despair is plain...
ANGLE ON: ELROND, he understands now that to protect his daughter, he must trust her...
INSERT IMAGES: A BROKEN SWORD GLOWS with RED HEAT ... It’s BLADE in SEVERAL FRAGMENTS.
IMAGE: A HEAVY HAMMER pounds the RED-HOT BLADE on an ANVIL ... As ELVEN-SMITHS TEMPER the STEEL.
IMAGE: ELROND’S FACE lit by FLICKERING FIRE as SPARKS fly in the RIVENDELL FORGE.
CLOSE ON: The SWORD is withdrawn from a POOL OF STEAMING WATER ... LIGHT SHIMMERS as the WATER DROPS slide down the BLADE of NARSIL, the SWORD that was broken has been remade.
Final Revision - October, 2003 28.
CLOSE ON: PIPPIN asleep ... GANDALF’S PROTECTIVE ARM around him...
...as SHADOWFAX THUNDERS through the NIGHT.
ANGLE ON: SHADOWFAX powers along the COUNTRYSIDE.
ANGLE ON: PIPPIN, huddled in front of GANDALF, the WIND sailing through his hair.
ANGLE ON: SHADOWFAX gallops up onto a LOW RIDGE...
ANGLE ON: Before them is the DARK MASS of Mount Mindolluin, its tall WHITE FACE whitening in the RISING SUN. Upon its out-thrust knee is the Guarded City: MINAS TIRITH.
With SEVEN WALLS OF WHITE STONE, so strong and old that it seems to have been not built, MINAS TIRITH looks carven by giants out of the bones of the earth.
Suddenly, the SUN climbs over the eastern hills, and sends forth a SHAFT OF SUNLIGHT that GLEAMS against the face of the CITY. The TOWER OF ECTHELION stands high within the topmost walls. WHITE BANNERS break and FLUTTER from the BATTLEMENTS in the morning breeze.
GANDALF steering SHADOWFAX up the STEEP STREETS of MINAS TIRITH.
Final Revision - October, 2003 29.
ANGLE ON: The stares of frightened GONDORIANS as GANDALF and PIPPIN gallop through the WINDING STREETS...
AERIAL SHOT: SHADOWFAX, carrying GANDALF and PIPPIN up towards the 7th LEVEL.
MINAS TIRITH is built in 7 LEVELS – each behind a CIRCULAR DEFENSIVE WALL. Each level rises – the city reaches a height of nearly 1000 FEET on its TOPMOST LEVEL.
A towering BASTION of NATURAL ROCK – shaped like a sharp ship’s prow – bisects the city from the 2nd LEVEL to the TOP.
SHADOWFAX arrives at a GREAT CITADEL on the SUMMIT of the CITY – 1000 FEET above the PELENNOR FIELDS.
GANDALF and PIPPIN dismount, leaving the GUARDS of the CITADEL to tend to SHADOWFAX. GANDALF hurries off...
CLOSE ON: PIPPIN as he takes in his surroundings, his eye caught by a DEAD TREE that stands in the middle of the COURT, FOUR SOLEMN CITADEL GUARDS standing sentry around it.
GANDALF leads PIPPIN across a FLAT COURT of WHITE STONES, surrounded by GREEN LAWNS ... towards a GREAT HALL beneath the GLEAMING TOWER.
GANDALF lowers his voice, as they approach the TOWER HALL.
Final Revision - October, 2003 30.
CLOSE ON: PIPPIN, suitably chastened, nods.
ANGLE ON: A LONG SOLEMN HALL ... with ROWS of BLACK MARBLE PILLARS. Between the pillars stand a company of TALL KINGS carved in cold STONE.
GANDALF strides down the HALL, with PIPPIN following obediently behind.
At the FAR END, upon a DAIS OF MANY STEPS, sits a LARGE, EMPTY THRONE ... and on the wall is the IMAGE of a FLOWERING WHITE TREE set in GEMS.
At the Foot of the DAIS, in a small STONE CHAIR, sits an OLD MAN, gazing at his lap: DENETHOR – the Lord Steward of GONDOR.
DENETHOR does not look up as GANDALF and PIPPIN approach.
DENETHOR slowly raises COLD EYES...
Final Revision - October, 2003 31.
DENETHOR holds up BOROMIR’S BROKEN HORN...
CLOSE ON: PIPPIN remembering...
INSERT IMAGE: BOROMIR, as URUK-HAI arrows thud into his body, he falls to his KNEES...
PIPPIN starts forward unable to say nothing...
CLOSE ON: DENETHOR, pain flickers in his eyes.
PIPPIN drops to his knee offering DENETHOR his SWORD...
DENETHOR looks at PIPPIN blankly, overcome with grief.
DENETHOR’S gaze turns slowly on GANDALF...
Final Revision - October, 2003 32.
CONTINUED: (2)
DENETHOR smiles at GANDALF, as if amused by something.
CLOSE ON: GANDALF looks shocked. DENETHOR’S eyes NARROW.
CLOSE ON: PIPPIN, horrified. GANDALF looks at DENETHOR closely for a moment, then turns on his heel to leave. PIPPIN follows.
GANDALF and PIPPIN stride from the TOWER HALL ... DENETHOR slumps back into his SEAT.
Final Revision - October, 2003 33.
ANGLE ON: PIPPIN is carefully laying out a SMALL UNIFORM of the ROYAL GUARD on a bed.
WIDE: GANDALF STANDING QUIETLY on a BALCONY that overlooks the GREAT CITY.
ANGLE ON: PIPPIN as he stares up at the vast NIGHT SKY.
GANDALF watches the young HOBBIT.
GANDALF joins PIPPIN as they look towards the distant, jagged MOUNTAINS of MORDOR...
Final Revision - October, 2003 34.
PIPPIN looks up at him, unnerved. GANDALF gives him a small, self-deprecating smile...
GANDALF and PIPPIN share a quiet moment as they stare out towards the FIERY SKY over MORDOR.
INSERT IMAGE: GIANT MÛMAKIL carrying ARMIES upon their backs.
INSERT IMAGE: CORSAIR SHIPS sail up the RIVER...
ANGLE ON: GANDALF ... he is almost talking to himself now... like a man unable to prevent a sure disaster.
INSERT IMAGE: The BATTLE-SCARRED CITY of OSGILIATH – last bastion between MINAS TIRITH and MORDOR...
Final Revision - October, 2003 35.
CONTINUED: (2)
CLOSE ON: PIPPIN ... desperately seeking reassurance.
GANDALF looks down at PIPPIN, he says nothing...
GANDALF stares into the distance as if seeing something in his mind’s eye.
INSERT IMAGE: A TOWERING, HOODED FIGURE, DRESSED in BLACK, is being dressed in ARMOUR by attendant ORCS...
CLOSE ON: GANDALF still staring intently as if facing his enemy in person.
ANGLE ON: PIPPIN looks up at GANDALF, afraid to ask...
INSERT IMAGE: FRODO screaming as the MORGUL BLADE is driven into his SHOULDER...
PIPPIN blanches at the MEMORY...
Final Revision - October, 2003 36.
CONTINUED: (3)
ANGLE ON: FRODO and SAM clamber into a SMALL GULLY beside a ROUGH-HEWN ROAD ... GOLLUM CAREFULLY peers OVER the lip of the GULLY...
ANGLE ON: MINAS MORGUL, a MASSIVE DEAD CITY, set upon a ROCKY KNEE at the HEAD OF THE Morgul Valley. CORRUPT and LOATHSOME, it glows with a SICKLY LUMINOUS LIGHT – like a CORPSE CANDLE.
TWO HUGE, BESTIAL STONE STATUES guard the BRIDE that leads to the CITY...
GOLLUM, FRODO and SAM hurry from their COVER scampering in the SHADOWS towards MINAS MORGUL...
CLOSE ON: FRODO ... he LOOKS UP at the HIDEOUS STATUES. His SENSES START REELING.
FRODO and SAM look AGHAST at the sight of a NARROW, NEAR- VERTICAL STAIRCASE, cut into the ROCK-FACE ... Directly in FRONT of the MINAS MORGUL GATES.
Final Revision - October, 2003 37.
ANGLE ON: Following the STAIRS ... HIGHER and HIGHER up the sheer western side of the MORGUL VALLEY – to the HIGH PEAKS of the razor-like MOUNTAINS OF MORDOR.
SUDDENLY! FRODO staggers across the ROAD ... as if some FORCE, other than his own will, is at work! He lurches towards the BRIDGE ... towards MINAS MORGUL!
SAM runs after FRODO, catching him in his arms as he STUMBLES.
SAM and GOLLUM pull FRODO from the BRIDGE.
FRODO falls to the GROUND.
AT THAT MOMENT: the GROUND QUIVERS, and a great RUMBLING NOISE rolls across the ground and ECHOES in the mountains.
The cold, dull MORGUL VALLEY is suddenly VIOLENT and FIERCE, as UPRUSHING FLAME springs from MOUNT DOOM.
MINAS MORGUL ANSWERS: A FLARE of LIVID LIGHTNING, FORKS of BLUE FLAME, SPRING UP from the TOWER into the SULLEN CLOUD.
INTERCUT WITH:
Final Revision - October, 2003 38.
ANGLE ON: VIOLENT FIERY FLASHES light the CLOUD above MORDOR ... SHARP THUNDER rolls across 40 MILES to MINAS TIRITH.
CLOSE ON: PIPPIN looking on in FRIGHTENED AWE. GANDALF’S comforting HAND rests on his shoulder.
INTERCUT WITH:
SAM and GOLLUM lead FRODO to the STAIRS...
ABOVE MINAS MORGUL the SKY is BRIGHT with LIGHT as the CITY, erupts...
INTERCUT WITH:
ANGLES ON: FACES of SOLDIERS and CIVILIANS of MINAS TIRITH as they watch from the PARAPETS of the CITY.
INTERCUT WITH:
FRODO and SAM sink to the ground, holding their hands against their ears, as out of the CITY comes a RENDING SCREECH ... SHIVERING, rising swiftly to a PIERCING PITCH beyond the range of hearing. The terrible CRY ends, falling back through a long sickening WAIL, to SILENCE.
ANGLE ON: FRODO slowly RAISES HIS HEAD ... across the NARROW VALLEY, directly opposite the HOBBITS, the LORD OF THE NAZGÛL – the WITCH KING – suddenly RISES UP out of the DEAD CITY on his FELL-BEAST!
...as the WITCH KING settles on the BATTLEMENTS of MINAS MORGUL. His DARK HEAD turns this way and that, sweeping the shadows with unseen eyes – as if SENSING the RING!
Final Revision - October, 2003 39.
ANGLE ON: FRODO breaking out into a COLD SWEAT. He squeezes his eyes shut, clutching at his SHIRT as if it’s on FIRE!
THE CAVERNOUS GATE of MINAS MORGUL swings OPEN...
...and a HUGE ARMY MARCHES OUT!
RANK upon RANK of ARMOUR CLAD ORCS, moving SWIFTLY and SILENTLY, pass close to FRODO and SAM in an ENDLESS STREAM of RAGGED COLUMNS!
CLOSE ON: GANDALF...
INTERCUT WITH:
ANGLE ON: 75,000 ORCS MARCHING TO WAR, just below FRODO and SAM.
The WITCH KING SWOOPS down the VALLEY to join the HEAD of his ARMY. He vanishes into the GLOOM – a shadow into shadow.
CLOSE ON: GOLLUM peers out from his stony hiding place.
Final Revision - October, 2003 40.
ANGLE ON: FRODO, SAM and GOLLUM climb the STONY STAIRS high above the MARCHING ARMY.
ANGLE ON: GANDALF ... thinking, calculating...
ANGLE ON: GANDALF striding BACK STREETS of the CITY ... so DETERMINED and PURPOSEFUL is he, that PIPPIN has to RUN to keep up. GANDALF suddenly stops and looks down at PIPPIN...
GANDALF kneels down and looks at PIPPIN earnestly, his hand on PIPPIN’S shoulder.
GANDALF watches as PIPPIN hurries away.
WIDE ON: An ANCIENT STONE BRIDGE which spans the RUINS of EAST and WEST OSGILIATH – a once MIGHTY GONDORIAN CITY.
WIDE ON: ITHILIEN RANGERS patrolling the BRIDGE and the RIVERBANK.
WEST OSGILIATH has fallen into disrepair, but the DESOLATION of EAST OSGILIATH is more pronounced – it is held by the FORCES of MORDOR.
CAMERA tracks down beneath the BRIDGE to the DARK WATERS ... catching a STEALTHY MOVEMENT...
Final Revision - October, 2003 41.
ANGLE ON: MANY BOATS, carrying MURDEROUS-LOOKING ORCS, are quietly tracking down the RIVER. On board several HUNCHED FIGURES steer with LONG OARS.
CLOSE ON: FARAMIR, CAPTAIN OF GONDOR, as he issues orders to his SOLDIERS.
ANGLE ON: ITHILIEN RANGERS take position; they are all WEATHERED, HARDENED, PROFESSIONAL SOLDIERS ... Watchful, ready, waiting...
ON THE RIVER the BOATS quietly advance.
ANGLE ON: FARAMIR and his SOLDIERS lie in wait. As the BOATS arrive, HUNDREDS of ORCS race ashore. FARAMIR steps out, his SWORD drawn. A FIERCE BATTLE ensues, but FARAMIR is unable to stop the advance as HUNDREDS OF ORCS cross the WIDE BRIDGE into WEST OSGILIATH.
HIGH ANGLE ON: A DIZZYING VIEW ... Looking down on MINAS TIRITH, 1000 FEET BELOW, as PIPPIN desperately scrambles up the ROCKY MOUNTAINSIDE.
PIPPIN clambers over a ROCKY LEDGE and ducks behind a STONE WALL ... panting HEAVILY.
Final Revision - October, 2003 42.
ANGLE ON: An ancient STONE LEDGE holds a GREAT PILE of FIREWOOD, secured in stacked bundles ... The MINAS TIRITH BEACON!
TWO bored CITADEL GUARDS sit chatting ... passing the long hours.
INTERCUT WITH:
ANGLE ON: GANDALF as he waits tensely below...
INTERCUT WITH:
ANGLES ON: PIPPIN as he stealthily manages to POUR OIL on the WOOD and set a FLAME to it!
Within SECONDS, the GREAT PYRE is alight! The GUARDS look on in TOTAL SURPRISE as the FLAMES ERUPT into the TWILIGHT SKY.
INTERCUT WITH:
ANGLE ON: GANDALF as the BEACONS burst into FLAMES ... His eyes flash briefly with TRIUMPH before he hurries off...
ANGLE ON: The BEACON glows BRIGHTLY on the slopes on MOUNT MINDOLLUIN, high above MINAS TIRITH...
PULL BACK: GANDALF hurries to the BATTLEMENT, looking further west along the WHITE MOUNTAINS.
ANGLE ON: a bright FIRE ignites on a DISTANT MOUNTAIN PEAK.
Final Revision - October, 2003 43.
NOISY COMMOTION in the city as PEOPLE realize the BEACONS have been lit!
FLASH INSERT: DENETHOR staring at the BEACON from the CITADEL WINDOW ... a look of BLACK FURY on his face.
ANGLE ON: GANDALF, a strange smile plays on his face...
AERIAL SHOT: MOVING over the WHITE MOUNTAINS... as the TRAIL of GREAT FIRES slowly winds from PEAK TO PEAK.
ANGLE ON: A ROCKY PEAK high above EDORAS ... a GREAT BEACON FIRE is IGNITED.
ON THE SOUNDTRACK: A BELL TOLLS urgently!
CLOSE ON: ARAGORN looks tensely out across the MOUNTAINS...
PULL BACK ... ARAGORN runs towards the GOLDEN HALL.
CLOSE ON: ARAGORN bursts into the GOLDEN HALL.
ANGLE ON: THÉODEN looks up, startled.
Final Revision - October, 2003 44.
CLOSE ON: ÉOWYN, ÉOMER turn to look at their UNCLE ... tension builds.
CLOSE ON: THÉODEN, his head lowered ... Slowly, it rises – he looks ARAGORN in the EYE.
THÉODEN Then Rohan will answer. Muster the Rohirrim!
WIDE ON: EDORAS LOOKOUT ... A SOLDIER RINGING the GREAT BELL in alarm as below, in the COURTYARD, SOLDIERS mount their STEEDS amid great activity.
ANGLE ON: THÉODEN striding purposefully outside, flanked by ÉOMER and his SOLDIERS...
THÉODEN Assemble the Men at Dunharrow - as many Men as can be found. You have two days ... On the third, we ride for Gondor ... and war.
ANGLE ON: THÉODEN strides onto the PARAPETS...
THÉODEN Gamling, make haste across the Riddermark ... Summon every able-bodied man to Dunharrow!
ANGLE ON: THÉODEN watches as below the SOLDIERS prepare.
ANGLE ON: ÉOWYN hurriedly pulling on RIDING GLOVES, preparing to mount her HORSE.
ÉOWYN turns and runs SMACK into ARAGORN...
ÉOWYN Just to the encampment. It's tradition for the women of the Court to farewell the Men.
Final Revision - October, 2003 45.
ARAGORN smiles ... reaching past her, he lifts a cover to reveal a SWORD, strapped to the side of the saddle of her HORSE.
ÉOWYN deftly pulls the cover back down. She looks at ARAGORN.
ÉOWYN (cont’d) (softly) The Men have found their Captain - they will follow you into battle, even to death. (quietly) You have given us hope.
PULL BACK: to reveal THÉODEN stares around at the STREETS and PEOPLE of EDORAS ... it is as if he knows he will not see this place again.
THÉODEN (V.O.) So ... It is before the walls of Minas Tirith that the doom of our time will be decided.
ANGLE ON: ÉOMER astride his horse, calls to the assembled SOLDIERS...
ÉOMER Now is the hour! Riders of Rohan - Oaths you have taken. Now, fulfill them all - For Lord and land!
ANGLE ON: THÉODEN astride SNOWMANE, as he, ÉOMER, ARAGORN & MERRY and LEGOLAS & GIMLI ride out AMID a GREAT COLUMN of ROHIRRIM, THUNDERING towards DUNHARROW in the MOUNTAINS.
ANGLE ON: FARAMIR and his MEN are fighting a losing BATTLE against the MORDOR invasion.
Final Revision - October, 2003 46.
ON THE SOUNDTRACK: OMINOUS SOUNDS of WIND RISING ... HUGE WINGS BEATING...
SPINNING ANGLE: FARAMIR looks up at the sky ... ITHILIEN RANGERS are suddenly nervous, frightened ... A HUGE SHADOW passes overhead!
A SUDDEN TERRIFYING SHRIEK rends the AIR!
ANGLE ON: SOLDIERS RETREATING through the RUINS of the CITY as, high in the sky above, the NAZGÛL swoop...
ANGLE ON: MADRIL as he is cut down by an ORC...
CLOSE ON: MADRIL ... his breathing quick and shallow ... footsteps approach...
ANGLE ON: The HIDEOUSLY deformed features of GOTHMOG standing over the prone figure of the INJURED RANGER.
Grabbing a spear from a nearby underling, GOTHMOG drives the shaft into MADRIL’S chest...
CLOSE ON: GOTHMOG surveys the carnage with satisfaction.
Final Revision - October, 2003 47.
FARAMIR and a few survivors flee WEST OSGILIATH, desperately riding toward MINAS TIRITH ... in the SKY above DARK SHAPES pursue them...
ANGLE ON: SUDDENLY, from on HIGH, the NAZGÛL strike!
TILT DOWN ... following the NAZGÛL as it SWOOPS out of LOW- LYING, MURKY CLOUDS tossing MEN in the AIR like LIMP RAG-DOLLS!
AT THAT MOMENT: Across the PLAIN, a FIGURE clothed in WHITE rides towards them!
From the BATTLEMENTS of MINAS TIRITH, a call ... “The White Rider!”
WIDE ON: GANDALF as he spurs SHADOWFAX forward! PIPPIN clings tightly to the great horse’s MANE.
ANGLE ON: FARAMIR, SWORD in hand, remains at the REAR, trying desperately to fend off the DEADLY ASSAULT...
AGAIN the FELL-BEASTS DIVE low...
GANDALF thunders into view, raising his STAFF...
A SHAFT OF WHITE LIGHT suddenly stabs upwards! The NAZGÛL SWERVES AWAY from the LIGHT, as it pierces the LOW CLOUD!
For a BRIEF MOMENT, SUNLIGHT streams through the hole onto PELENNOR FIELDS ... The NAZGÛL circle away from the SUN RAYS, swiftly spiraling higher and higher.
The NAZGÛL defeated, GANDALF and the RANGERS ride towards the safety of MINAS TIRITH.
ANGLE ON: IORLAS runs towards the GATES, yelling...
Final Revision - October, 2003 48.
The GREAT GATES OPEN, allowing GANDALF, PIPPIN, FARAMIR and the OSGILIATH SURVIVORS to RIDE IN ... Nearly 100 WOUNDED AND SHOCKED MEN.
AS GANDALF pulls SHADOWFAX up...
ANGLE ON: FARAMIR STEERS HIS HORSE through the CROWD towards GANDALF...
FARAMIR suddenly STARES at PIPPIN. GANDALF reads the surprise in his eyes.
FARAMIR shakes his head.
FARAMIR NODS.
Final Revision - October, 2003 49.
CONTINUED: (2)
CLOSE ON: GANDALF, deeply troubled.
ANGLE ON: FRODO and SAM following GOLLUM up the dizzying STAIRWAY, carved into the SHEER CLIFF.
The STEPS are NARROW, UNEVENLY SPACED, and many are BROKEN. They are so STEEP that FRODO and SAM climb as if on a LADDER, their desperate FINGERS clinging to the STEPS ABOVE – trying not to look at the LONG BLACK FALL below them.
ANGLE ON: FRODO’S foot slips and for a brief moment he is HANGING PRECARIOUSLY from the ROCK-FACE.
ANGLE ON: GOLLUM peering down from ABOVE ... he has reached a SMALL LEDGE.
Final Revision - October, 2003 50.
CLOSE ON: FRODO tries to CLAMBER UP onto the LEDGE ... as he does, the RING slips out of his SHIRT and DANGLES in FULL VIEW of GOLLUM!
CLOSE ON: GOLLUM rears back in shock ... tenses like a CAT, EYES WIDENING.
ANGLE ON: FRODO, head bowed, trying to pull himself up. He doesn’t notice GOLLUM’S HAND reaching for the RING!
CLOSE ON: GOLLUM’S FINGERS ... closing in on the RING...
ANGLE ON: SAM, still TEETERING on the PRECIPITOUS STAIRS, draws HIS SWORD!
STARTLED, FRODO looks down at SAM, losing his footing in the process...
ANGLE ON: SAM’S horrified face as...
GOLLUM’S out-stretched HAND suddenly GRASPS FRODO’S ARM pulling him SAFELY onto the LEDGE.
GOLLUM glares down at SAM.
CLOSE ON: GOLLUM blinks, masking the MALICE of his EYES with their heavy pale lids.
Final Revision - October, 2003 51.
CONTINUED: (2)
CLOSE ON: GOLLUM creeps CLOSE to FRODO and WHISPERS in his ear:
CLOSE ON: FRODO looking at SAM ... his hand strays to his NECK, closing tight around the RING.
HIGH ABOVE OSGILIATH, the SINISTER PROFILE of the WITCH KING seated on a FELL-BEAST as GOTHMOG stands, awaiting his orders.
SLOWLY the WITH KING’S HEAD turns...
REACTIONS: OF GONDORIAN SOLDIERS upon the MINAS TIRITH BATTLEMENTS ... AWE ... FEAR ... TERROR!
Final Revision - October, 2003 52.
ANXIOUS SOLDIERS crowd around GANDALF.
CLOSE ON: PIPPIN ... DRESSED in OVER-SIZED ARMOUR ... kneels before DENETHOR...
ANGLE ON: DENETHOR proffers his RING which PIPPIN kisses...
DENETHOR gently raises PIPPIN’S head ... DENETHOR’S eyes meet FARAMIR’S.
Final Revision - October, 2003 53.
DENETHOR crosses to a table ... Attendants BEGIN SERVING him a MEAL...
DENETHOR addresses his meal...
CLOSE ON: FARAMIR as he finally realises the truth.
CLOSE ON: For a brief second, DENETHOR seems to hesitate, then...
Final Revision - October, 2003 54.
CONTINUED: (2)
ANGLE ON: FARAMIR bows low to DENETHOR, then turns to leave, stops, turns back...
DENETHOR continues with his meal. FARAMIR exits.
AERIAL SHOT: ... HIGH above MINAS MORGUL, on the SMALL LEDGE next to the STAIRS, LIE the FIGURES of FRODO, SAM and GOLLUM.
SAM watches a sleeping GOLLUM suspiciously as he desperately tries to stay awake. SLOWLY, INEVITABLY, SAM falls asleep.
CLOSE ON: GOLLUM’S EYES SNAP OPEN ... he sits up and quietly crawls towards SAM’S KNAPSACK.
SAM breathes deeply now, heavily asleep.
GOLLUM grimaces in DISTASTE as he pulls out the LEMBAS BREAD ... Quietly he SPRINKLES CRUMBS over the sleeping SAM.
ANGLE ON: GOLLUM as he throws the remaining LEMBAS BREAD over the cliff.
CLOSE ON: SAM’S EYES flick open ... GOLLUM spins around, caught off guard...
Final Revision - October, 2003 55.
SMÉAGOL (prevaricating) Sneaking? Sneaking? Fat Hobbit is always so polite. Sméagol shows them secret ways that nobody else could find and they say ”Sneak!”, “Sneak!” Very nice friends, oh yes, my Precious, very nice.
SMÉAGOL (sly) Sneaking!
Too exhausted to argue, SAM turns away.
SAM gently shakes FRODO’S shoulder.
SAM rummages through his KNAPSACK, looking for a bite to eat. FRODO sits up slowly.
CLOSE ON: SAM stops rummaging ... SHOCK on his face.
Final Revision - October, 2003 56.
CONTINUED: (2)
SAM slowly turns to GOLLUM...
CLOSE ON: GOLLUM slaps his hand against SAM’S JACKET ... sending LEMBAS CRUMBS RAINING DOWN!
SAM is ENRAGED ... he throws himself at GOLLUM ... punching him!
Final Revision - October, 2003 57.
CONTINUED: (3)
FRODO pulls SAM off GOLLUM.
FRODO COLLAPSES on the GROUND!
CLOSE ON: SAM’S horrified face!
SAM attempts to fuss around FRODO...
CLOSE ON: A terrible light comes into FRODO’S eyes as he STARES into the EARNEST eyes of SAM.
FRODO pushes SAM away, clutching at the RING beneath his shirt.
Final Revision - October, 2003 58.
CONTINUED: (4)
FRODO rises to his FEET, as if empowered with a frightening intense ENERGY.
CLOSE ON: FRODO...
SAM stares at FRODO with DISBELIEF.
CLOSE ON: TEARS WELL in SAM’S eyes...
CLOSE ON: TEARS spill down SAM’S cheeks ... as FRODO turns AWAY!
Final Revision - October, 2003 59.
CONTINUED:(5)
ANGLE ON: FRODO and GOLLUM leave ... SAM is in complete MISERY.
ANGLE ON: FARAMIR leading a COLUMN of 200 KNIGHTS through the STREETS towards the CITY GATE ... PEOPLE are rushing forward, THROWING FLOWERS over the KNIGHTS.
CLOSE ON: GANDALF hurries alongside FARAMIR’S HORSE.
GANDALF reads the PAIN in FARAMIR’S eyes ... he calls after him, trying one more time to stop the YOUNG MAN.
HIGH ANGLE: FARAMIR leads the 200 MOUNTED KNIGHTS through the GATES OF MINAS TIRITH and across the PELENNOR FIELDS towards the RUINS of OSGILIATH.
ANGLE ON: The people of MINAS TIRITH watch from the BATTLEMENTS.
HIGH WIDE: FARAMIR’S KNIGHTS FAN OUT ... to form one straight line of 200 HORSEMEN.
GOTHMOG and his MEN watch as the KNIGHTS approach.
Final Revision - October, 2003 60.
FAST PUSH IN ... to PIPPIN looking on as DENETHOR eats.
PIPPIN’S simple, clear voice echoes through the VAST HALL.
INTERCUT WITH:
ANGLE ON: SLOW MOTION ... TRACKING WITH THE 200 MOUNTED KNIGHTS.
ANGLE ON: SLOW MOTION ... GOTHMOG rises amidst the RUINS of OSGILIATH.
ANGLE ON: SLOW MOTION ... FARAMIR’S KNIGHTS - 75 yards away - thundering towards camera.
PULL BACK ... to GOTHMOG ... he turns to CAMERA and RAISES HIS BOW.
Final Revision - October, 2003 61.
ANGLE ON: SLOW MOTION ... Behind GOTHMOG - all over the RUINED CITY - 5000 ORC ARCHERS rise to their feet ... BLACK ARROWS already strung on their BOWS!
CLOSE ON: SLOW MOTION ... FARAMIR YELLING defiantly.
WIDE PROFILE: SLOW MOTION ... FARAMIR’S 200 KNIGHTS ride straight into a BLACK WALL of FLYING ARROWS.
AS ONE, the HORSES and HORSEMEN collapse into a CARTWHEELING, TUMBLING HEAP ... within seconds all are MOTIONLESS.
CLOSE ON: NORMAL SPEED ... FAST CUTS of SCREAMING ORCS...
THROUGHOUT the above sequence DENETHOR has continued to EAT.
ANGLE ON: PIPPIN finishes his bittersweet song ... he looks up at DENETHOR who continues as if he has not sent his son to his death.
ANGLE ON: PIPPIN turns away, his SORROW etched on his YOUNG FACE...
GANDALF sits quietly in a COURTYARD, alone, defeated.
GREAT SIEGE TOWERS and CATAPULTS are ROLLED along the REPAIRED BRIDGE which spans both sides of OSGILIATH ... They head straight towards MINAS TIRITH...
ANGLES ON: ARAGORN, THÉODEN, ÉOMER, MERRY, LEGOLAS and GIMLI GALLOP into a VAST CAMP beneath the COVER OF TREES ... TEEMING with MEN, HORSES and TENTS.
ANGLE ON: THÉODEN acknowledges GRIMBOLD, a MARSHALL OF ROHAN, as he passes by a GROUP of SOLDIERS.
Final Revision - October, 2003 62.
THÉODEN Grimbold, how many?
THÉODEN smiles grimly as he rides on.
THÉODEN (quietly) Where are the riders from Snowbourn?
ARAGORN joins THÉODEN on a BLUFF overlooking the ENCAMPMENT BELOW...
CAMERA CRANES to REVEAL: THOUSANDS of MEN and HORSES! Smoke from many small CAMP-FIRES has filled the VALLEY with a TWILIGHT HAZE.
THÉODEN (quietly) Six thousand spears ... less than half of what I'd hoped for...
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN turns to THÉODEN...
THÉODEN More will come.
Final Revision - October, 2003 63.
CLOSE ON: THÉODEN realising what ARAGORN is saying - no matter the numbers he must commit to war by the morning. THÉODEN nods.
The HORSES whinny loudly in the distance ... THÉODEN looks up at the MOUNTAIN which looms behind them...
ANGLE ON: HORSES rearing in terror as ROHAN SOLDIERS try to quieten them...
ANGLE ON: LEGOLAS and GIMLI move through the CAMP...
CLOSE ON: LEGOLAS looking at a group of ROHAN SOLDIERS ... they sit quiet and hunched ... no one speaking...
LEGOLAS looking toward ÉOMER, who is unsaddling his HORSE...
ÉOMER They grow nervous in the shadow of the mountain...
GIMLI’S eyes travel to a ROW of ANCIENT STANDING STONES that mark the ENTRANCE to a ROAD leading away from the ENCAMPMENT and INTO the MOUNTAIN.
Final Revision - October, 2003 64.
ÉOMER None who venture there ever return. (under his breath) That mountain is evil...
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN stands before the road as though transfixed ... before him a HORSE whinnies and pulls at his ropes nervously...
ARAGORN POV: A GHOSTLY FIGURE seems to emerge from the gloom ... ARAGORN starts in fright as...
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN stares down at the LITTLE DWARF...
ARAGORN casts another look back at the ANCIENT STANDING STONES before following GIMLI.
ANGLE ON: All is quiet in the ENCAMPMENT...
ANGLE ON: ÉOWYN kneels before MERRY, adjusting his HELMET STRAP.
ÉOWYN There! A true Esquire of Rohan.
MERRY exhales - excited and terrified in equal measure. In his EXCITEMENT, he draws his SWORD...
ÉOWYN steps back, laughing...
Final Revision - October, 2003 65.
ÉOWYN Well, that's no good, you won't kill many Orcs with a blunt blade. Come on.
As ÉOWYN and MERRY leave the tent, ÉOMER and GAMLING are sitting nearby, finishing a meal ... ÉOWYN ushers MERRY off.
ÉOWYN To the Smithy - go!
MERRY hurries off ... ÉOMER watches the YOUNG HOBBIT leave.
ÉOMER You should not encourage him.
ÉOWYN You should not doubt him.
ÉOMER I do not doubt his heart ... Only the reach of his arm.
CLOSE ON: GAMLING stifles a laugh ... ÉOWYN turns on both of them...
ÉOWYN Why should Merry be left behind? He has as much cause to go to war as you. (to herself) Why can he not fight for those he loves?
ANGLE ON: At the PLATEAU edge, a GUARD looks down the STEEP PRECIPICE as a HORSE and RIDER move along the RIDGE...
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN tosses in his SLEEP, disturbed by images and voice...
Final Revision - October, 2003 66.
In ARAGORN’S dream, ARWEN suddenly WAKES...
As ARWEN lies dying, the EVENSTAR falls from her fingers... At that moment, ARAGORN wakes, his SWORD quickly in his HAND ... A GUARD stands in the DOORWAY...
ARAGORN hurries towards THÉODEN’S TENT...
ANGLE ON: THÉODEN looks up as ARAGORN enters.
THÉODEN I take my leave.
ANGLE ON: THÉODEN bows slightly to the HOODED FIGURE and LEAVES, shooting ARAGORN a strange look as he goes...
CLOSE ON: The FIGURE stands and pulls back the HOOD ... to reveal ... ELROND.
ELROND’S face is ETCHED with PAIN...
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN receiving this news ... ASHEN-FACED.
Final Revision - October, 2003 67.
ELROND’S eyes fall to the EVENSTAR which hangs around ARAGORN’S neck...
CLOSE ON: ARAGORN looks at ELROND in shock.
FLASH INSERT: A FLEET of BLACK SAILS moving along a SILVER RIBBON of WATER.
ELROND hesitates a BEAT...
Final Revision - October, 2003 68.
CONTINUED: (2)
A SUDDEN WIND rushes through the TENT, lifting HANGINGS, scattering MAPS, knocking over GOBLETS...
As ARAGORN looks at ELROND, an IMAGES FLASHES in MIND’S EYE ... The GHOSTLY FIGURE on the DIMHOLT ROAD...
ARAGORN looks at ELROND in shock...
ARAGORN’S eyes fall to a PLAIN BLACK SCABBARD, which ELROND draws from beneath his robes.
CLOSE ON: ELROND’S long white finger draw the hilt of a SWORD from the scabbard to reveal ... an ELVEN SWORD glinting in the firelight!
ARAGORN takes the sword ... staring at it in wonder.
ARAGORN draws the long blade from its sheath...
Final Revision - October, 2003 69.
CONTINUED: (3)
ELROND stares hard at ARAGORN...
A HEAVE SILENCE hangs in the room.
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN re-sheathes the SWORD.
ANGLE ON: As ARAGORN readies BREGO for leaving, ÉOWYN approaches ... her temper barely held in check.
ÉOWYN Why are you doing this?
ARAGORN looks over his shoulder at her...
ÉOWYN (cont’d) The war lies to the east; you cannot leave on the eve of battle. You cannot abandon the Men.
ÉOWYN We need you here-
Final Revision - October, 2003 70.
ARAGORN rounds on her...
ÉOWYN (hesitant) Do you not know?
ARAGORN looks at her sadly, not wanting to hurt her.
ÉOWYN steps back as though STRUCK ... she watches stricken as ARAGORN leaves...
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN leads his horse through the TENTS towards the DIMHOLT ROAD.
A LIGHT FLARES ahead of him...
ANGLE ON: A SHORT FIGURE steps out of the SHADOWS ... PIPE in hand.
ARAGORN looks at GIMLI - GRATEFUL for his COURAGE but determined to go ALONE.
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN looks at LEGOLAS as he appears, leading his HORSE - already SADDLED.
Final Revision - October, 2003 71.
GIMLI steps closer to ARAGORN.
ARAGORN shakes his head, smiling his acceptance.
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN, LEGOLAS and GIMLI as they slowly ride towards the BACK of the PLATEAU ... Past the ANCIENT STANDING STONES that lead to the NARROW PASS.
ANGLE ON: THÉODEN and GAMLING watch the RETREATING FIGURES of ARAGORN, LEGOLAS and GIMLI ... ROHAN SOLDIERS emerge from their tent, crestfallen to see ARAGORN leave.
ARAGORN, LEGOLAS and GIMLI disappear into the SHADOWS of the MOUNTAINS. The ROHAN SOLDIERS murmur among themselves, “What’s happening?”, “Where’s he going?”
CLOSE ON: THÉODEN as he moves forward.
THÉODEN He leaves because he must.
THÉODEN No, we cannot... (surveying his frightened Men) But we will meet them in battle, nonetheless.
Final Revision - October, 2003 72.
ANGLE ON: THÉODEN looks at ÉOWYN who stands as if turned to stone ... she is looking up at a LIGHTENING SKY ... The QUIET before the MEN depart for WAR...
THÉODEN (gentle) I have left instruction: the people are to follow your rule in my stead ... take up my seat in the Golden Hall ... long may you defend Edoras if the battle goes ill.
ANGLE ON: ÉOWYN turns to the KING ... her FACE a BLANK ... She speaks without emotion.
ÉOWYN What other duty would you have me do, My Lord?
THÉODEN moves towards her, taking her hand...
THÉODEN (quiet) Duty? ...No, I would have you smile again - not grieve for those whose time has come.
ÉOWYN slowly lifts her head...
THÉODEN (cont’d) You shall live to see these days renewed.
CLOSE ON: THÉODEN lifts ÉOWYN’S face to look into her EYES...
THÉODEN (cont’d) (whisper) No more despair.
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN, LEGOLAS and GIMLI make their way up a GLOOMY CANYON, shadowed by BLACK FIR TREES. The shadowed ridges of the DWIMORBERG MOUNTAIN rise BEFORE THEM.
It is a SPOOKY PLACE.
Final Revision - October, 2003 73.
SILENCE surrounds them, there are no birds, no wind. Only the OMINOUSLY MUFFLED THUD of their horses’ hooves on the dank FIR- NEEDLES.
ANGLE ON: Before them, at the ROOT OF THE MOUNTAIN, a SHEER WALL of ROCK towers...
Within the walls, a creepy DARK DOOR gapes like a mouth of night. SIGNS and FIGURES are carved above its WIDE ARCH.
AT THAT MOMENT: A CHILL WIND seems to rush out of the DOORWAY ... ARAGORN stares into the BLACKNESS, his HAIR BLOWING WILDLY. The HORSES REAR and ‘BUCK’ in terror, turning and GALLOPING AWAY.
Final Revision - October, 2003 74.
The three HORSES DISAPPEAR ... ARAGORN turns resolutely towards the DOORWAY...
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN WALKING into the BLACKNESS.
LEGOLAS quickly follows ... swallowed by the DARKNESS.
CLOSE ON: GIMLI left ALONE ... He hesitates, struggling with his FEAR.
GIMLI plunges into the TUNNEL behind the OTHERS!
MUCH ACTIVITY ... HORNS SOUND ... the ENTIRE CAMP is on the MOVE ... fires are DOUSED, TENTS pulled down, HORSES saddled.
ANGLE ON: THÉODEN strides through the CAMP, ÉOMER at his SIDE.
THÉODEN We must ride light and swift. It's a long road ahead ... and man and beast must reach the end with the strength to fight.
ANGLE ON: MERRY ... preparing a LITTLE PONY with a SADDLE and SUPPLIES. He is wearing an OVERSIZED HELMET and ROHIRRIM CLOTHING ... he looks at once NERVOUS and EXCITED.
KING THÉODEN breaks away from a COLUMN and rides up to MERRY.
Final Revision - October, 2003 75.
THÉODEN (cont’d) (gently) Little Hobbits do not belong in war, Master Meriadoc.
THÉODEN It's a three-day gallop to Minas Tirith. None of my Riders can bear you as a burden.
THÉODEN I will say no more.
KING THÉODEN wheels his HORSE away...
MERRY is bitterly DISAPPOINTED. He stands, head down - a TINY DEJECTED FIGURE - as the MIGHTY ROHIRRIM on their LARGE HORSES ride by ... a jangling sea of HELMETS, SHIELDS and BANNERS.
SUDDENLY ... MERRY is plucked off the ground! A SOLDIER has snatched him by the collar ... and plonked him down on their SADDLE!
CLOSE ON: MERRY twists around, looking up at the SOLDIER ... Beneath a HELMET and MAIL HOOD is...
...ÉOWYN, disguised as a MAN!
ÉOWYN (grimly) Ride with me.
CLOSE ON: MERRY’S face visible under the CAPE ... looking EXCITED!
Final Revision - October, 2003 76.
CONTINUED: (2)
ÉOMER (shouting above the din) Move out - move out!
THÉODEN Ride! Ride now, for Gondor!
HIGH WIDE: The VALLEY FLOOR as THOUSANDS of HORSEMEN ride out after their KING.
ANGLE ON: GREAT SIEGE TOWERS and CATAPULTS are ROLLING across the PELENNOR FIELDS ... Thousands of FLAMING TORCHES light the snarling, slathering MORGUL ORCS ... marching in RAGGED RANKS.
ANGLES ON: Flowing torrents of ORCS stream past CAVE TROLLS, beating the DRUMS OF WAR ... MINAS TIRITH lies ahead - only TWO MILES AWAY!
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN leads LEGOLAS and GIMLI into a WIDE CAVERN ... he WAVES HIS TORCH through the DARKNESS: ILLUMINATING a HUGE CAVERN...
A ghastly CREAKING NOISE, like stone being sundered, cuts through the SILENCE.
A GHOSTLY FIGURE steps from the ROCK WALLS!
ANGLES ON: ARAGORN, LEGOLAS and GIMLI look on in HORROR, as a MUMMIFIED SPECTRE looms before them: EYELESS SOCKETS ... ROTTEN TEETH ... a pale SICKLY GLOW ... the KING OF THE DEAD!
FOG SWIRLS around as the GHOST SNARLS at ARAGORN...
ARAGORN moves forward ... unflinching...
Final Revision - October, 2003 77.
The KING OF THE DEAD’S MALEVOLENT LAUGH echoes through the CAVES...
ANGLE ON: The FOG suddenly ROLLS BACK, forming a retreating wall of GREY VAPOR ... slowly, RANK upon RANK of SPECTRAL WARRIORS are revealed! GHOULISH FACES ... RUSTING WEAPONS ... TATTERED BANNERS.
WIDE ON: The FOG reveals a DEAD ARMY of MANY THOUSANDS ... assembled around the CAVERN!
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN stares GRIMLY at the KING OF THE DEAD.
CLOSE ON: THE KING OF THE DEAD as he smiles evilly at ARAGORN ... ARAGORN holds his GAZE...
THE KING OF THE DEAD moves relentlessly towards ARAGORN...
WIDE: ARAGORN, LEGOLAS and GIMLI are now surrounded by an ARMY of the DEAD...
ANGLE ON: LEGOLAS fires an ARROW at the KING OF THE DEAD ... it PASSES STRAIGHT THROUGH!
Final Revision - October, 2003 78.
CONTINUED: (2)
ARAGORN keeps moving forward, his eyes locked on the SPECTRE.
ANGLE ON: The KING OF THE DEAD SNARLS and raises his DEADLY SWORD above ARAGORN’S HEAD!
QUICK BEAT: ARAGORN RAISES ANDÚRIL...
With a TERRIFYING SHRIEK, THE KING OF THE DEAD SWEEPS his SWORD towards ARAGORN’S HEAD!
SLOW MOTION: ARAGORN raises his SWORD in ANSWER ... a LOW WHISTLE as it SWEEPS through the AIR...
CLANG! The BLADE OF ANDÚRIL clashes with the SPECTRAL SWORD ... the SHARP RING of METAL reverberates through the CAVERNS!
CLOSE ON: THE KING OF THE DEAD stares at ARAGORN in DISBELIEF.
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN grabs the SHOCKED GHOST by the NECK...
ARAGORN holds the SHARP BLADE against the GHOST’S THROAT!
SILENCE.
ARAGORN releases the KING OF THE DEAD ... he ADDRESSES the GHOST ARMY.
Final Revision - October, 2003 79.
CONTINUED: (3)
GHOSTLY FACES stare hollow-eyed at ARAGORN...
SILENCE.
ANGLES ON: THOUSANDS OF ORCS continue moving relentlessly forward ... Towards the WALLS of MINAS TIRITH.
CLOSE ON: A GUARD yells down from the PARAPET above the HUGE WOODEN GATE...
ANGLE ON: The HUGE GATE swings open, revealing ... FARAMIR’S badly wounded HORSE ... dragging FARAMIR behind! Both the HORSE and FARAMIR are impaled with ORC ARROWS!
Final Revision - October, 2003 80.
As CATAPULTS are prepared, GOTHMOG rides through ranks of ORCS...
ANGLE ON: IORLAS and OTHER SOLDIERS arrive at the CITADEL with FARAMIR’S UNCONSCIOUS BODY on a STRETCHER ... PIPPIN follows them.
CLOSE ON: DENETHOR EMERGES from the TOWER HALL ... he runs towards his son...
DENETHOR bends to the STRETCHER bearing his SON.
CLOSE ON: PIPPIN devastated...
GOTHMOG turns to his LIEUTENANTS...
At his ORDERS, the GREAT CATAPULTS fire THWAT! THWAT! THWAT!
Final Revision - October, 2003 81.
The ORC CATAPULTS do not fire rocks...
HORROR sweeps through the streets of MINAS TIRITH as the SEVERED HEADS of FARAMIR’S HORSEMEN land amongst the SOLDIERS!
DENETHOR looks down at FARAMIR’S UNCONSCIOUS BODY...
PIPPIN has run to FARAMIR and bends towards him...
ANGLE ON: DENETHOR slowly turning away ... walking as if in a TRANCE...
CLOSE ON: DENETHOR has reached the edge of the COURTYARD ... he STARES in SHOCKED DISBELIEF at the VISTA spread out BELOW:
HIGH WIDE ANGLE: A FULL VIEW of the ORC ARMY ... from the TOP of MINAS TIRITH.
Final Revision - October, 2003 82.
75,000 ORCS are spread out across the PELENNOR FIELDS like a sea of black ANTS.
CLOSE ON: TROLLS load the CATAPULTS with ROCKS.
BATTERING RAMS and SIEGE TOWERS are hauled on CHAINS. Thousands of flickering TORCHES give the army the look of a moving city in the MURKY MORDOR TWILIGHT.
CLOSE ON: DENETHOR ... struggling to regain the power of speech!
ANGLE ON: A HUGE BOULDER smashes into the wall of MINAS TIRITH.
WIDE ON: BOULDERS HURTLE from CATAPULTS across the fields towards MINAS TIRITH.
CLOSE ON: A BOULDER smashes into a BALCONY full of CIVILIANS.
CONFUSION and PANIC spread amongst the SOLDIERS.
CLOSE ON: PIPPIN, SHOCKED.
SUDDENLY: THWACK!
GANDALF’S STAFF smashes into the back of DENETHOR’S HEAD! GANDALF grimly swings his staff again, CLUBBING DENETHOR to the GROUND!
Final Revision - October, 2003 83.
CONTINUED: (2)
ANGLE ON: GANDALF spins around and ADDRESSES the SOLDIERS:
ANGLE ON: GANDALF GALLOPS down the WINDING LABYRINTHINE STREETS on SHADOWFAX ... against the flow of FLEEING SOLDIERS.
ANGLE ON: SHADOWFAX bounds up STAIRS onto the LEVEL ONE BATTLEMENTS ... GANDALF looks at the approaching ORC ARMY, now less than 50 yards from the WALLS of the CITY!
QUICK CUTS: MIGHTY WOODEN CATAPULTS positioned within the walls of MINAS TIRITH are fired!
THWAT! THWAT! THWAT! CATAPULTS send their great ROCKS high into the air, over the BATTLEMENTS!
Dizzying AERIAL SHOTS of huge BOULDERS flying up close to CAMERA ... then falling away towards the ORCS!
CRUNCH!! BOULDERS flatten ORCS. THWAT!! 100 more ROCKS ... THWAT!! another 100!! The ORC FRONT RANKS are in disarray!
As the GREAT BOULDERS land among them, the ORCS start to PANIC!
Final Revision - October, 2003 84.
INTERCUT WITH:
GANDALF walks the BATTLEMENTS as huge BOULDERS rain onto the ORC ARMY below...
INTERCUT WITH:
GOTHMOG glances up at a WHISTLING SOUND - a huge BOULDER hurtles towards him. He side-steps CALMLY out o the way ... spitting on the BOULDER in CONTEMPT.
SUDDENLY! 9 NAZGÛL DIVE out of the DIM SKY, CLAD in BATTLE ARMOUR!
ANGLES ON: SOLDIERS throw themselves down as the NAZGÛL zoom overhead, emitting their PIERCING SHRIEKS! GONDORIAN SOLDIERS run for SHELTER in PANIC, covering their ears...
CLOSE ON: PIPPIN COWERING...
QUICK CUTS: MIGHTY WOODEN CATAPULTS positioned within the walls of MINAS TIRITH are fired!
The NAZGÛL circle LOW over the CITY, like VULTURES seeking doomed men’s flesh. SOLDIERS are plucked into the AIR by SHRIEKING NAZGÛL and dropped to their DEATHS hundreds of FEET BELOW. TOWERS and BUILDINGS are DESTROYED. CHAOS as SOLDIERS, WOMEN and CHILDREN DODGE falling MASONRY.
Final Revision - October, 2003 85.
CLOSE ON: GONDORIAN SOLDIERS send a rain of arrows at the approaching TOWERS and TROLLS.
TOO LATE! The TOWERS reach the walls, their DOORS crashing down, releasing ORCS directly onto the LOWER LEVELS.
As the ORCS swarm from the TOWER, GANDALF realises PIPPIN has come down from the CITADEL...
PIPPIN looks stunned, as a HUGE ORC leaps towards him... GANDALF intercepts the BEAST, striking him with his STAFF...
GANDALF wields his STAFF, cutting through the attacking ORC with EASE ... BEHIND him, an ORC prepares to cut down GANDALF ... PIPPIN instinctively slashes his SWORD at him.
ANGLE ON: GANDALF turns on PIPPIN, smiling despite himself.
ANGLE ON: Out of the BLACK SWIRLING BATTLE. SMOKE crawls an IRON MONSTER! A MASSIVE WHEELED BATTERING RAM ... 60 FEET HIGH and 150 FEET LONG ... pushed by 20 huge MOUNTAIN TROLLS ... a MASSIVE IRON HEAD, cast in the likeness of a SNARLING WOLF!
Final Revision - October, 2003 86.
...this is GROND ... the BATTERING RAM FROM HELL! The ORC are chanting as the BEAST is wheeled closer and closer to the GATES...
CLOSE ON: GANDALF ... blanching at the sight of this crawling IRON MONSTER!
ANGLE ON: GOLLUM leads FRODO up a LONG RAVINE between COLUMNS of TORN and WEATHERED ROCK.
AHEAD is a GREAT GREY WALL, a last huge mass of mountain stone ... and in the SHADOWS at the base of the TOWERING ROCK lies a TUNNEL.
FRODO reacts to the FOUL STENCH coming out of the BLACK HOLE.
SMÉAGOL It's the only way. (GOLLUM; slyly) Go in, or go back.
FRODO stares into the darkness...
Final Revision - October, 2003 87.
CLOSE ON: GOLLUM, his sparse oily hair hanging like rank weed over his hooded eyes...
Drawing a DEEP BREATH, FRODO follows GOLLUM into the TUNNEL.
FRODO nearly GAGS.
They continue on, deep into the DARK TUNNEL ... FRODO is feeling his way in the dark, following the SOUND of GOLLUM’S scampering.
FRODO follows the sound of GOLLUM’S voice. He is VERY TIRED.
FRODO cannot see GOLLUM in the MURKY TUNNEL...
Final Revision - October, 2003 88.
FRODO slips as he tries to follow the voice ... He puts his HAND to the WALL to STEADY HIMSELF but quickly YANKS it away ... strands of a WHITE THREAD stuck to his HAND.
GOLLUM is nowhere to be seen ... only his voice echoes back down the LABYRINTH of TUNNELS.
FRODO FREEZES!
NO ANSWER, no echo, not even a tremor in the air.
CLOSE ON: FRODO realises with HORROR that GOLLUM has deserted him!
CLOSE ON: FRODO breathing hard ... passing all manner of creatures, trussed up in evil WEB-LIKE material...
A BUBBLING HISS can be heard ... There is a CREAKING as some great JOINTED THING moves with slow purpose in the DARK...
FRODO begins to run in BLIND PANIC...
Final Revision - October, 2003 89.
SAM stumbles blindly down the ANCIENT STAIRS, reckless and uncaring, his face pale and devastated.
CLOSE ON SAM’S FOOT slips...
...SUDDENLY, as if the ground has given way beneath him, SAM is slipping and sliding dangerously OUT OF CONTROL.
ANGLE ON: SAM thudding into a LARGE ROCK, which save him from tumbling headlong over the PRECIPICE.
Something catches SAM’S EYE ... he stares, barely breathing.
CLOSE ON: A package of LEMBAS BREAD...
ANGLE ON: SAM looking BACK up the LONG STEEP STAIR...
FRODO is running BLINDLY ... He falls, trapped in the sticky substance which CLINGS to him. As he lays on the ground, unable to move, a VOICE comes to him as if from a distant memory...
CLOSE ON: FRODO fumbles in his JACKET, FEAR growing in him ... he pulls out the GLASS PHIAL - his GIFT from GALADRIEL - he holds it aloft.
Hail Eärendil brightest of the Stars!
The PHIAL flickers ... kindles into a SILVER FLAME - a BRIGHT RADIANT STARLIGHT!
Final Revision - October, 2003 90.
LOW ANGLE ON: The LIGHT instantly REVEALS a HUGE LOATHSOME SPIDER ... towering over FRODO!
CLOSE ON: SHELOB the SPIDER HISSES at the LIGHT! TWO great clusters of many-windowed EYES protrude from her bulbous head. Her LEGS are bent, with a 12-FOOT SPAN and HAIRS that stick out like steel spines. Her HUGE, SWOLLEN BODY, a vast bloated bag, sways and sags between her legs. Her age-old BLACK HIDE is knobbly and pitted, blotchy with LIVID MARKS ... but her belly underneath is PALE and LUMINOUS.
SHELOB beats the air with her FORELEGS.
ANGLE ON: Calling up all his remaining STRENGTH and RESOLUTION, FRODO forces his LEGS to MOVE ... he backs away keeping his EYES on SHELOB.
SHELOB crawls SLOWLY towards his ... then, with sudden hideous SPEED, she ATTACKS!
She lashes out with her FRONT LEGS ... FRODO is flung back ... the GLASS PHIAL clatters to the TUNNEL FLOOR, casting an eerie LOW LIGHT.
SHELOB squats above FRODO, her EYE CLUSTERS fidgeting with hideous delight, gloating over a prey trapped beyond all hope of escape.
SUDDENLY! FRODO draws STING! He slashes wildly at the GIANT SPIDER ... hewing off the TIP of a LEG!
SHELOB SPASMS ... a WILD BLUR of thrashing LEGS!
ANGLE ON: FRODO leaps to his feet and RUNS - not even PAUSING to pick up the PHIAL of LIGHT!
TRACKING BACK: with FRODO as he careens blindly down NARROW TUNNELS, gasping in the CHOKING AIR ... looking back over his shoulder for any sign of SHELOB.
ANGLE ON: FRODO sees the TUNNEL EXIT ahead...
...just as he runs straight into a great COBWEB!
Final Revision - October, 2003 91.
CONTINUED: (2)
CLOSE ON: FRODO ... eyes wild with fear ... as he tries to wrench STING free of the STICKY WEB.
ANGLE ON: GOLLUM on the other side of the WEB...
ANGLE ON: FRODO as he SLASHES WILDLY with STING. The SHINING BLADE of STING as it hacks through the FIBROUS STRANDS. They whip and snap back into FRODO’S FACE as he cuts himself free.
ANGLE ON: Back up the TUNNEL - lit by the LIGHT OF GALADRIEL - SHELOB’S HEAVING SHADOW approaches...
CLOSE ON: GOLLUM watches in mounting disbelief as STING slashes through the WEB ... DISBELIEF turns to FEAR as SHELOB gets closer and closer, GOLLUM quickly turns and BOLTS...
FRODO hacks at the WEB and with a last desperate LUNGE, frees himself ... STING is caught in the WEB ... FRODO leaves the SWORD and THROWS HIMSELF through a narrow CREVICE...
ANGLE ON: FRODO stumbles out of SHELOB’S LAIR ... Tumbling onto COLD ROCK.
ANGLE ON: FRODO covered in COBWEBS, wild-eyed and drenched in SWEAT ... He looks up as GOLLUM lunges at him.
GOLLUM and FRODO fight ... Rolling on the GROUND towards the EDGE of a PRECIPICE...
Final Revision - October, 2003 92.
FRODO pins GOLLUM on the ground, hands around his throat.
SMÉAGOL It wasn't us! It wasn't us! Sméagol wouldn't hurt master.
ANGLE ON: FRODO’S fingers squeeze tighter around GOLLUM’S THROAT.
SMÉAGOL (cont’d) Sméagol promised. You must believe us. It was the Precious! The Precious made us do it!
FRODO has a sudden moment of SELF REALISATION and releases GOLLUM, horrified at his VIOLENCE.
ANGLE ON: GOLLUM cowering black ... COUGHING and SPUTTERING.
ANGLE ON: FRODO looking at SMÉAGOL, in SHOCK, he gets to his FEET.
SMÉAGOL stares at FRODO in DISBELIEF ... in a FURY he LUNGES at FRODO who falls backwards, dangerously close to the edge of the PRECIPICE - GOLLUM tumbles over FRODO’S BODY and FALLS to the bottom of the RAVINE...
FRODO, overcome with EXHAUSTION, stumbles down the steep stairs of CIRITH UNGOL ... He is full of REMORSE at his TREATMENT of SAM...
FRODO falls to his knees -
Final Revision - October, 2003 93.
CLOSE ON: FRODO lands on SOFT GREEN GRASS.
SUN DRENCHED IMAGES: Of trees ... of fields ... of LOTHLÓRIEN...
HAZY IMAGE: GALADRIEL walking towards him, BARE-FOOT on the GRASS...
GALADRIEL leans down towards FRODO, OFFERING her hand ... for a beat, FRODO stares at her ... torn, not wanting to go on, wanting to lie down ... But he knows what he must do.
ANGLE ON: FRODO ... as he is LIFTED to HIS FEET.
ANGLE ON: FRODO - once again in the dark, rank tunnels of the PASS of CIRITH UNGOL ... He goes on.
ANGLES ON: FLAMING MISSILES rain down on the CITY!
A DEEP BOOM!
GROND thuds against the MINAS TIRITH GATE ... sending a VIBRATION running through the city!
ANGLE ON GANDALF, on SHADOWFAX, leads SEVERAL HUNDRED GONDORIAN FOOT SOLDIERS down through the streets.
Final Revision - October, 2003 94.
PIPPIN watches as FARAMIR’S UNCONSCIOUS BODY is carried on the STRETCHER by DENETHOR’S SERVANTS lead by DENETHOR ... it has the atmosphere of a FUNERAL.
ANGLE ON: An IRON DOOR creaks OPEN ... FARAMIR’S PROCESSION enters a WIDE VAULTED CHAMBER.
The LANTERN LIGHT throws great SHADOWS upon the SHROUDED WALLS of a wide VAULTED CHAMBER, ROW upon ROW of MARBLE TOMBS are visible in the DIM LIGHT. Upon each TOMB lies a SLEEPING FORM, carved in STONE, hands folded.
DENETHOR speaks in a HUSHED VOICE...
The SERVANTS place FARAMIR’S UNCONSCIOUS BODY on a STONE TABLE in the CENTRE of the CHAMBER. They stand, heads bowed ... as MOURNERS beside a bed of death.
DENETHOR turns to his SERVANTS.
BOOOMM! The GATE SPLINTERS under GROND’S mighty weight ... Behind the GATES the GONDORIAN FOOT SOLDIERS are FEARFUL...
GANDALF rallies the line of BOWMEN as they wait in front of the GREAT DOORS ... their COURAGE wavering with each CRASHING BLOW...
Final Revision - October, 2003 95.
SUDDENLY the FEARSOME HEAD protrudes into MINAS TIRITH!
Within MOMENTS the GATE is smashed and GIANT CAVE TROLLS enter into the FIRST CIRCLE of MINAS TIRITH, under the archway that no enemy had ever passed!
ROWS of ARCHERS fire off a VOLLEY of ARROWS but the TROLLS continue to SMASH the FOOT SOLDIERS with their giant CLUBS ... ORCS swarm through the OPENING and the PITCHED, HAND-TO-HAND BATTLE spills into the FLAMES and BLACKENED, SMOULDERING BUILDINGS ... through the streets of MINAS TIRITH.
ANGLE ON: With a ROAR, GANDALF leads a COUNTER ATTACK on SHADOWFAX, followed by SEVERAL HUNDRED GONDORIAN FOOT SOLDIERS!
THOUSANDS OF ORCS swarm in through the CITY GATES ... the FIRST LEVEL is breached!
ANGLE ON: FRODO STAGGERS through the PASS OF CIRITH UNGOL ... the weight of the RING, dragging at his neck.
HE MOVES FORWARD, fueled by a GRIM RESOLVE...
ANGEL ON: FRODO starts climbing a STONE STAIRCASE that climbs through a NARROW PASS ... TALL PEAKS rise on either side, like pillars holding up a sagging sky.
Final Revision - October, 2003 96.
AHEAD is the SUMMIT of CIRITH UNGOL ... and an ORC WATCH TOWER! A FAINT LIGHT glows from within the STONE TOWER ... the PATH over the SUMMIT is in FULL VIEW of the ORCS.
FRODO stays CLOSE to the ROCK WALL, masked by SHADOWS.
LOW ANGLE: Behind FRODO, SHELOB APPEARS! With hideous STEALTH, she follows FRODO...
ANGLE ON: FRODO slowly climbing the STONE STAIRS ... his GAZE and CONCENTRATION on the ORC TOWER. Behind him, SHELOB lurches into a HORRIBLE SCUTTLE down the SHEER ROCK FACE.
CLOSE ON: FRODO suddenly sense the LURKING MALICE ... he SPINS AROUND: Before he can react, SHELOB VICIOUSLY STABS FRODO in the NECK with her monstrous abdominal STINGER!
FRODO instantly goes LIMP ... SHELOB’S LEGS catch him as he falls ... she quickly starts WEAVING COBWEBS around him. With great dexterity, she tumbles the LITTLE HOBBIT over and over in her LEGS, binding him in WEB from HEAD to TOE!
SUDDENLY!... The RAZOR SHARP EDGE of a SWORD comes into shot.
REVEAL ON: SAMWISE GAMGEE stands before the GIANT SPIDER - STING clutched in one hand, the SHINING PHIAL in the other!
SHELOB HISSES at SAM ... DROPPING FRODO ... he ROLLS down the STAIRS in his WEB COCOON.
SAM moves forward, a fell light in his normally friendly eyes.
SAM SWINGS the small sword ... SLASHING upward!
Final Revision - October, 2003 97.
CONTINUED: (2)
ANGLE ON: SHELOB HISSES and REARS above SAM, her STINGER dribbling with VENOM!
SAM ducks inside the arch of her LEGS and STABS STING into one of her EYE CLUSTERS!
CLOSE ON: SHELOB SCREAMS, her MANDIBLES thrashing wildly, GREEN OOZE trickling from her WOUNDED EYE.
With HIND LEGS, SHELOB picks SAM off the ground and TOSSES him BACKWARDS! SAM lands heavily ... and SHELOB POUNCES!
ANGLE ON: SHELOB heaves the great bag of her BELLY high above SAM’S HEAD. As she splays her legs to drive her huge bulk down on him, SAM lifts the ELVEN BLADE above his head, holding it with TWO HANDS.
STING slides into SHELOB’S SOFT UNDERBELLY! A SHUDDER runs through her! HEAVING up again, she wrenches herself away from the PAIN ... her LIMBS writhing beneath her.
ANGLE ON: JERKING and QUIVERING, SHELOB crawls to her HOLE, leaving a trail of GREEN-YELLOW SLIME. She SQUEEZES down the HOLE and DISAPPEARS ... the SOUND of her BUBBLING MISERY fades.
ANGLE ON: SAM RACES TO FRODO...
CLOSE ON: SAM RIPS COBWEBS away from FRODO’S HEAD ... his FACE is DEATHLY PALE.
CLOSE ON: FRODO’S PALE, LIFELESS FACE.
FRODO’S head LOLLS LIFELESSLY in SAM’S ARMS.
Final Revision - October, 2003 98.
CONTINUED: (3)
CLOSE ON: FRODO STARING, UNMOVING.
SAM lays his FACE on FRODO’S CHEST ... WEEPING SOFTLY.
CLOSE ON: STING’S BLADE GLOWS BLUE!
SOUNDTRACK: TRAMPING FEET approach ... CLINKING METAL ... HARSH SHOUTS!
CLOSE ON: SAM looks up ... looks back down at FRODO.
CLOSE ON: SAM looks up at the ORC TOWER and then at STING which is glowing BLUE! ORCS approach - SAM must make a decision.
ANGLE ON: A SMALL PARTY of ORCS and URUK-HAI heading down the STAIRS from the WATCH TOWER! ... SHAGRAT leads the URUK-HAI, and GORBAG leads the ORCS.
GORBAG spies FRODO’S BODY...
ANGLE ON: GORBAG peers curiously at FRODO as he leans down and pokes at FRODO’S LIFELESS BODY.
CLOSE ON: SAM, hidden in a rock crevice, as SHOCK sweeps across his FACE!
Final Revision - October, 2003 99.
CONTINUED: (4)
ANGLE ON: The ORCS GRUNT as they lift FRODO ... and CARRY him back towards the WATCH TOWER.
ORC LAUGHTER ... FRODO is carried up the steep STAIRS...
FROM the SHADOWS PIPPIN watches, aghast, as FARAMIR is lain on a FUNERAL PYRE...
CLOSE ON: DENETHOR kisses FARAMIR’S sweating, FEVERED brow.
ANGLE ON: BUNDLES of DRIED FIREWOOD are being stacked around FARAMIR’S BODY.
ANGEL ON: PIPPIN rushes forward, desperately PULLING the FIREWOOD AWAY!
Final Revision - October, 2003 100.
DENETHOR grabs PIPPIN by the collar! He roughly carries him towards the door.
DENETHOR throws PIPPIN outside!
DENETHOR SLAMS the DOOR SHUT!
ANGLE ON: PIPPIN RACES down the STEEP STREETS ... passing SOLDIERS running back from the BURNING CITY. GREAT BALLS of FIRE are hurtling through the air ... The city is in CHAOS.
AMIDST the FLEEING SOLDIERS...
Final Revision - October, 2003 101.
PIPPIN desperately pushes against the TIDE of SOLDIERS retreating from the FIGHTING.
INTERCUT WITH:
GOTHMOG turns to his SECOND LIEUTENANT...
INTERCUT WITH:
As ORC run through the STREETS, MEN, WOMEN, and CHILDREN flee ... the PITCHED BATTLE continues...
SUDDENLY! in the midst of the BATTLE, GANDALF turns ... SHRILL and CLEAR come the sounds of DISTANT HORNS! Off the SIDE of MOUNT MILLDOLLUIN, they dimly ECHO - WAR HORNS of the west ... ROHAN HAS COME!
GOTHMOG turns at the sound of the DISTANT HORNS...
WIDE ON: 6000 HORSEMEN, lead by THÉODEN and ÉOMER, step up to the SKYLINE...
ANGLE ON: MINAS TIRITH lies less than a MILE AWAY, down a gentle slope. Over 50,000 ORCS are swarming around the base of the city ... thick BLACK SMOKE belches from within it.
CLOSE ON: MERRY BLANCHES with FEAR ... ÉOWYN puts a comforting hand on his shoulder.
Final Revision - October, 2003 102.
ÉOWYN (whisper) Courage, Merry ... courage for our friends.
On the BATTLE FIELD, GOTHMOG walks among his troops...
The ORCS PREPARE for BATTLE.
ANGLE ON: THÉODEN gallops in front of his ARMY, ISSUING URGENT ORDERS to his CAPTAINS:
THÉODEN (urgent) Éomer, take your Éored down the left flank ... Gamling! Follow the King's banner down the centre. Grimbold, take your company right, after we pass the wall. Forth, and fear no darkness!
CLOSE ON: THÉODEN rides to the front of his ARMY. He rises in his stirrups, TALL and PROUD, yelling in a clear, LOUD VOICE.
THÉODEN (cont’d) Arise, arise, Riders of Théoden! Spears shall be shaken, shields shall be splintered ... A sword day, a red day , ‘ere the sun rises!
ANGLE ON: A RAY of SUNLIGHT escapes through the BLACK CLOUDS bathing the ROHIRRIM in GOLDEN LIGHT. WEAPONS and ARMOUR GLEAMS ... as 6000 HORSEMEN hold their SPEARS aloft!
Below, on PELENNOR FIELD, the ORC kneel and raise their LANCES in READINESS...
ANGLE ON: ÉOWYN, her arm around MERRY before her...
Final Revision - October, 2003 103.
CONTINUED: (2)
ÉOWYN (terrified) Whatever happens, stay with me. I'll look after you.
MERRY looks on in SHOCK...
ANGLE ON: As THÉODEN rides past the ranks of SOLDIERS he runs his LANCE along their SPEARS ... The noise echoes through the RANKS as the WEAPONS of other RIDERS CLATTER in response...
THÉODEN (stirring call) Ride now, ride now, ride, ride for ruin, and the world's ending!
THÉODEN faces his ENEMY!
THÉODEN (cont’d) Death!
CLOSE ON: MERRY is swept up in the emotion ... he whips out his LITTLE SWORD!
THÉODEN Death!
ÉOWYN Death!
THÉODEN (yelling) Death! Forth, Eorlingas!
ALL the HORNS of the ROHIRRIM burst BLAST upon BLAST!
Final Revision - October, 2003 104.
CONTINUED: (3)
ANGLE ON: The 6000 ROHIRRIM move off, a great WALL of HORSES and SPEAR POINTS, building up to a GALLOP like a rising tide, as they CHARGE TOWARDS the 50,000 ORCS!
ANGLE ON: MERRY, wind blowing in his hair, ÉOWYN’S ARM around his chest ... as he YELLS at the top of his lungs!
ANGLE ON: GOTHMOG marshaling his troops.
The first VOLLEY of ARROWS hit the ROHAN SOLDIERS ... The charge continues...
THÉODEN Charge!
The second VOLLEY ... GOTHMOG watches in HORRIFIED AWE as the ROHAN ADVANCE CONTINUES ... SUDDEN FEAR runs through the ORC and URUK-HAI assembled on PELENNOR FIELD ... The ROHAN charge like MEN POSSESSED!
ANGLE ON: The WALL of ROHIRRIM HORSES and SPEARS is seemingly unstoppable! Entire ORC COMPANIES vanish under their hooves, like sand beneath a foaming breaker, as they RACE towards the MAIN BODY of the ORC ARMY!
ANGLES ON: ORC ARCHERS fire into the thundering ROHIRRIM ... ORC SPEARS LOWER ... the SUDDENLY the ROHIRRIM crash into the ORCS and the screen is FILLED with hacking, SLASHING SWORDS and CLASHING SHIELDS...
...A JAW DROPPING SIGHT!
ANGLE ON: PIPPIN rushes towards GANDALF, dodging FLAMING DEBRIS.
GANDALF wheels around on SHADOWFAX...
Final Revision - October, 2003 105.
GANDALF pulls PIPPIN onto SHADOWFAX.
The ROHAN charge is decimating the ENEMY!
LOW ANGLE POV: DENETHOR standing on the table astride FARAMIR, pouring OIL over his OWN HEAD ... It runs through his hair and down his face, quickly soaking his ROBES.
CLOSE ON: FARAMIR, his eyes flicker open. As he tries to FOCUS through his delirium, OIL splashes onto his CHEST and FACE.
BUNDLES of OIL-SOAKED wood are STACKED all around them.
SERVANTS are holding FLAMING TORCHES, awaiting their orders ... DENETHOR nods to them:
The SERVANTS approach the PYRE, TORCHES held firmly.
AT THAT MOMENT: GANDALF and PIPPIN burst into the HALLOWS, astride SHADOWFAX!
The fearful SERVANTS back away from the PYRE...
Final Revision - October, 2003 106.
CLOSE ON: With a ROAR, DENETHOR SNATCHES a FLAMING TORCH ... and HURLS it at the PYRE!
WHOOSH! The PYRE IGNITES!
ANGLE ON: GANDALF GALLOPS towards the PYRE, knocking DENETHOR off his FEET ... PIPPIN LEAPS from SHADOWFAX onto the BURNING PYRE!
With a desperate strength, PIPPIN pushes FARAMIR off the BURNING PYRE ... they tumble down the BUNDLES of WOOD, onto the FLOOR! PIPPIN douses the FLAMES on FARAMIR’S clothing.
DENETHOR SCREAMS with RAGE!
DENETHOR leaps ACROSS THE PYRE, RIPPING and TUGGING at PIPPIN! FIRE quickly spreads up DENETHOR’S OIL-SOAKED BACK as he hauls PIPPIN off FARAMIR!
ANGLE ON: SHADOWFAX rears up and STRIKES at DENETHOR who falls back onto the PYRE.
CLOSE ON: DENETHOR ... he looks into his SON’S eyes ... for a BRIEF MOMENT, SANITY returns.
ANGLE ON: FLAMES begin to ENGULF DENETHOR...
CLOSE ON: GANDALF pulls PIPPIN to safety ... they look in HORROR as...
SUDDENLY! DENETHOR lurches off the PYRE! Now a SCREAMING unguided BALL OF FLAME, he runs across the CHAMBER, disappearing out of the door!
Final Revision - October, 2003 107.
CONTINUED: (2)
DENETHOR runs across the WHITE COURT atop MINAS TIRITH ... and PLUMMETS straight over the 700 FOOT SHEER DROP into the FLAMING CITY below!
PAN OFF: DENETHOR’S DEATH PLUNGE to the ROHIRRIM gaining the upper hand - VAST NUMBERS of ORCS are SLAIN, or are FLEEING!
ÉOMER Drive them into the river!
THÉODEN STANDS PROUD in his saddle, YELLING to his ROHIRRIM!
THÉODEN (yelling) Make safe the city!
CLOSE ON: THÉODEN ... his look of JOY turns to HORROR!
ANGLE ON: Across the VAST SEA of BATTLE come...
...20 MÛMAKIL! MASSIVE elephant-like CREATURES, each carrying a WAR-TOWER, packed with HARADRIM ARCHERS!
ANGLE ON: ROHIRRIM RIDERS PANICKING.
CLOSE ON: THÉODEN on his HORSE, CIRCLING AMONGST THEM.
THÉODEN (cont’d) Reform the line...Reform the line!
ANGLE ON: ROHIRRIM HORSES MOVING BACK INTO LINE.
THÉODEN (cont’d) (to GAMLING) Sound the charge! (MORE)
Final Revision - October, 2003 108.
THÉODEN (cont’d) (sword raised) ...Charge!
ANGLE ON: ROHIRRIM RIDERS CHARGE TOWARDS THE LINE OF MÛMAKIL!
ANGLES ON: The MÛMAKIL BELLOW as they are goaded into war, driven mercilessly by their brutal HARADRIM MASTERS. They LUMBER into the SEA of MEN, crushing RIDERS and HORSES beneath their MASSIVE FEET! Their SPIKED TUSKS swing wildly, sweeping and impaling RIDERS!
HARADRIM ARCHERS are sending a RAIN of ARROWS into the PANICKING ROHIRRIM!
ÉOWYN and MERRY are THROWN from their HORSE...
HIGH WIDE: The SIXTH LEVEL of the CITY ... Smoke rising around it, fires burning beneath it...
WIDE ON: A rabble of ORCS are clustered outside the SIXTH GATE as TROLLS pound on its WOODEN DOORS with HUGE HAMMERS.
ANGLE ON: WOOD splinters ... The DOORS are near breaking point.
ANGLE ON: GANDALF and PIPPIN sit on stone steps ... Both covered in sweat and grime, bone-weary from fighting, spirits and hearts bruised...
PIPPIN looks towards the WOODEN GATES at which a NUMBER of SOLDIERS continue to build a BARRICADE...
GANDALF looks at the SMALL HOBBIT a beat.
Final Revision - October, 2003 109.
PIPPIN looks up at GANDALF, questioningly...
ANGLE ON: GANDALF looks down to see PIPPIN looking up at him with fear in his eyes...
ANGLE ON: GANDALF breaks off, lost in reverie...
PIPPIN stares up at the OLD WIZARD’S FACE, softened, quiet and full of peace...
BOOM!
ANGLE ON: GANDALF and PIPPIN’S faces turn as the WOODEN DOORS shudder under another BLOW.
Final Revision - October, 2003 110.
ANGLE ON: The battlefield is in CHAOS as MÛMAKIL decimate the VALIANT ROHIRRIM...
CLOSE ON: THÉODEN tries to rally his men amid the SEA of CRYING MEN and NEIGHING HORSES!
THÉODEN (yelling) Rally to me! To me!
SUDDENLY the WITCH-KING SWOOPS down on his FELL-BEAST scooping up THÉODEN and his HORSE ... they CARTWHEEL into the AIR and land in a heap ... the HORSE is DEAD ... THÉODEN lies DYING beneath it.
ANGLE ON: The WITCH-KING swooping down on his FELL-BEAST!
The FELL-BEAST lands on THÉODEN’S DEAD HORSE.
ANGLE ON: The FELL-BEAST opens it’s WICKED JAWS...!
ANGLE ON: A ROHAN SOLDIER stands before the BEAST ... it is ÉOWYN!
ÉOWYN I will kill you if you touch him!
CLOSE ON: The WITCH-KING laughs...
ANGLE ON: The FELL-BEAST lifts ÉOWYN from her feet...
SUDDENLY! With a mighty SWORD BLOW, the FELL-BEAST’S HEAD is SEVERED! The huge CREATURE crumples to the ground, VAST WINGS out-stretched, sending the WITCH-KING sprawling!
Final Revision - October, 2003 111.
ANGLE ON: The WITCH-KING rises out of the wreckage ... tall and threatening...
ÉOWYN stands before him, the FELL-BEAST’S BLOOD dripping from her SWORD!
With a shrill SHRIEK of HATRED, he knocks ÉOWYN backwards with his MACE! STUNNED, ÉOWYN tries to stand and is hit once again with another CRIPPLING BLOW...
ANGLE ON: The WITCH-KING laughs once again as he SMASHES his MACE downward ... ÉOWYN tries to block the BLOW but her SHIELD shatters into MANY PIECES!
The WITCH-KING towers over ÉOWYN ... raising his MACE for the KILLING BLOW!
ANGLE ON: An ORC COMMANDER hurrying on to the ANDUIN RIVER DOCKS, close to the CITY. LARGE BLACK SHADOWS slide across the DOCKS, as SAILING SHIPS approach O.S.
ANGLE ON: A sinister BLACK SAILED SHIP GLIDES into the DOCKS ... 9 OTHER CORSAIR SHIPS follow behind.
CLOSE ON: The ORC COMMANDER...
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN leaping from the LEADING SHIP and charging across the DOCKS, ROARING at the top of his LUNGS! He is followed by LEGOLAS and GIMLI...
ANGLE ON: Surprised ORC REACTION to the THREE charging towards THOUSANDS of ORCS!
Final Revision - October, 2003 112.
ANGLE ON: The ARMY OF THE DEAD suddenly LEAP straight out of the SIDES of the SHIPS! They charge ACROSS the SURFACE OF THE WATER with FRIGHTENING SPEED, overtaking ARAGORN!
The ORCS SCREAM at the SIGHT of 5000 SPECTRAL WARRIORS!
ANGLE ON: The SPECTRAL WARRIORS SWARM into the flank of the ORC ARMY! With a raging blood-lust, the UNDEAD climb over the top of each other to try and reach the enemy, creating a kind of ROLLING MOUNTAIN of GHOULS that sweep all before them away!
The ORCS have no defense as their WEAPONS CANNOT MAKE CONTACT with the GHOSTS!
ANGLE ON: MERRY on the ground ... He looks around to see THE WITH-KING standing over ÉOWYN, pulling her to her FEET!
ANGLE ON: MERRY driving his SWORD into the back of the WITCH- KING’S KNEE! MERRY’S SWORD bursts into FLAME and his ARM is shot with PAIN...
ÉOWYN struggles to her feet ... pulling off her HELMET:
CLOSE ON: ÉOWYN ... her LONG HAIR tumbling onto her shoulders!
ÉOWYN I am no man!
With her last strength, ÉOWYN thrusts her SWORD into the WITCH- KING’S FACE! ÉOWYN’S SWORD SHATTER into MANY SHARDS!
The WITCH-KING topples back DEAD, a BLACK OOZE leaking from his ROBES and ARMOUR! A shuddering CRY, fading into a SHRILL WAIL passes with the WIND.
ARAGORN and LEGOLAS battle the ORC - LEGOLAS JUMPS onto the BACK of a GIANT MÛMAKIL bringing it down ... he lands on his feet in front of GIMLI...
Final Revision - October, 2003 113.
The MÛMAKIL react with terror as SPECTRAL WARRIORS climb up their SIDES, routing the HARADRIM from their WAR-TOWERS!
ORCS flee in their THOUSANDS ... the TERRIFIED MÛMAKIL trampling them in their PANIC to ESCAPE!
ANGLE ON: The ARMY OF THE DEAD swarming over the CITY, routing the ORCS!
ANGLE ON: ÉOWYN crawls to where THÉODEN lays, mortally wounded...
THÉODEN looks up at ÉOWYN ... his breathing shallow ... his vision clouded...
THÉODEN (gasping weakly) I know your face ... Éowyn...
ÉOWYN smiles down at him as she GENTLY STROKES his FACE...
THÉODEN (cont’d) My eyes darken...
ÉOWYN No... I am going to save you...
THÉODEN (loving) You already did... (clutching her hand) My body is broken ... you have to let me go.
ÉOWYN No...
THÉODEN touches her tear-stained face...
THÉODEN I go to my fathers ... in whose mighty company, I shall not now feel ashamed...
Final Revision - October, 2003 114.
CONTINUED: (2)
THÉODEN is DYING...
THÉODEN (cont’d) Éowyn?
THÉODEN DIES ... ÉOWYN breaks down, SOBBING ... ALL AROUND is a VISTA OF DEFEAT.
WIDE ON: PELENNOR FIELDS ... strangely SILENT ... all ORCS have fled ... BATTLE DEBRIS and BODIES stretch as far as the eye can see...
ABOVE MINAS TIRITH ... BLINDING SUN RAYS break through the LOW CLOUDS!
ANGLE ON: GANDALF, LEGOLAS, GIMLI and PIPPIN watch as ... ARAGORN walks slowly across the FIELD OF BATTLE towards the HIDEOUS GHOULS...
ANGLE ON: The ARMY OF THE DEAD slowly DISSOLVE INTO DUST, and are immediately swept away by the four winds.
ARAGORN turns to GANDALF who bows his head in HOMAGE...
Final Revision - October, 2003 115.
PIPPIN, in his GONDORIAN armour, looks around at the devastation ... his eyes full of SADNESS ... they suddenly fix on something.
ANGLE ON: PIPPIN running through the RUIN of the BATTLE ... towards a SMALL FIGURE slumped on the ground...
MERRY stares unseeing at PIPPIN ... HORROR and SHOCK erasing all other memories from MERRY’S mind ... tears fall down PIPPIN’S FACE as he looks on his FRIEND.
ANGLE ON: PIPPIN covers MERRY with a blanket...
CAMERA RISES ... towards the dark ORC TOWER of CIRITH UNGOL. A light glows from the TOPMOST WINDOW.
CAMERA reaches the TOWER, dissolving through the wall into...
... a small cold ROOM. FRODO BAGGINS is UNCONSCIOUS on the floor. His eyes suddenly flicker and he WAKES UP.
Final Revision - October, 2003 116.
TILT UP ... to reveal the ORC and URUK-HAI, GORBAG and SHAGRAT, arguing over FRODO’S BELONGINGS and CLOTHES! GORBAG is snatching for the MITHRIL VEST.
ANGLE ON: ... FRODO as he realises that he has been STRIPPED down to his UNDERWEAR. He clutches at his throat.
...The RING HAS GONE!
GORBAG grabs for the MITHRIL VEST...
ANGLE ON: GORBAG draws his SWORD, but SHAGRAT KICKS him BACKWARDS with his foot! GORBAG FALLS THROUGH a TRAP DOOR leading to the floor below!
ANGLE ON: GORBAG lands in the GUARD ROOM with a CRASH, creating SUDDEN ALARM amongst the ORCS and URUK-HAI stationed there.
SHAGRAT leans through the TRAP DOOR...
Final Revision - October, 2003 117.
SEVERAL URUK-HAI converge on GORBAG - he LASHES OUT, slashing one across the throat with his SWORD!
The DEAD URUK-HAI topples backwards over the PARAPET...
...landing on top of URUK-HAI and ORCS in the courtyard below. Within moment, a brutal CIVIL WAR breaks out between the TWO COMPANIES stationed in CIRITH UNGOL!
ANGLE ON: SAM hurries towards the gate, fearful for FRODO.
SAM is confronted with the sight of over 50 SLAUGHTERED ORC and URUK-HAI, strewn over the COURTYARD!
ANGLE ON: SAM pounds UP THE STAIRCASE ... he suddenly PAUSES. SEVERAL URUK-HAI are running DOWN TOWARDS HIM! He grips STING and continues CHARGING UP - SCREAMING at the top of his lungs!
ANGLE ON: The FOUR URUKS ... they see a HUGE DISTORTED SHADOW on the wall in front of them! They turn around and flee in terror back to the top of the stairs!
SAM appears - and before the URUK-HAI can fully regain their wits - he slays THREE ... YELLING:
SAM runs into the TOWER...
Final Revision - October, 2003 118.
ANGLE ON: FRODO struggling against his bonds, as GORBAG climbs back into the room ... with VENGEANCE in his EVIL EYES.
CLOSE ON: GORBAG grabs FRODO’S hair and pulls his head back, exposing his neck. He pulls out his SWORD, ready to cut FRODO’S throat...
SUDDENLY! GORBAG GASPS as STING is rammed into his back by SAM!
GORBAG falls dead!
ANGLE ON: FRODO ... humbled by SAM’S unswerving loyalty.
SAM quickly cuts FRODO free.
Final Revision - October, 2003 119.
SAM pulls the RING from his pocket...
CLOSE ON: FRODO looks at SAM amazed ... his eyes drop to the RING...
SAM hesitates ... TENSION instantly builds between them.
SAM seems strangely reluctant ... ON THE SOUNDTRACK, the HUM of the RING builds.
CLOSE ON: SAM drops the RING into FRODO’S palm...
FRODO sags in RELIEF ... he puts the RING back around his neck...
FRODO looks at SAM, pain in his eyes...
SAM looks down at FRODO ... his plain HOBBIT face full of compassion. SAM’S resolve hardens, a new strength takes hold.
Final Revision - October, 2003 120.
CONTINUED: (2)
FRODO and SAM are now dressed in FOUL-LOOKING ORC gear...
ANGLE ON: FRODO and SAM turn east and walk over the SUMMIT of CIRITH UNGOL ... into MORDOR
CLOSE ON: FRODO and SAM ... they STOP DEAD ... STARING AHEAD:
ANGLE ON: MOUNT DOOM ... 50 MILES AWAY - across the barren GORGOROTH PLATEAU - the mountain is erupting streams of ASH and LAVA high into the air, lighting the low cloud blanket of MORDOR with a flickering ORANGE WASH.
With immense trepidation, FRODO and SAM head down the steep path into the dark kingdom...
...TWO TINY FIGURES in a bleak, foreboding landscape. Before them lies the PLAIN OF GORGOROTH ... Their eyes are drawn to the OMINOUS SILHOUETTE of MOUNT DOOM...
ANGLE ON: FRODO’S eyes travel down towards the HUNDREDS of FIRES which glow on the PLAINS beneath them ... thousands upon thousands of ORCS are encamped there.
THEIR eyes are drawn to a DARK LOOMING SHAPE ... BARAD-DÛR ... A RED LIGHT seems to sweep across the PLAIN...
Final Revision - October, 2003 121.
The GREAT EYE OF SAURON!
SAM cannot see what FRODO sees. GENTLY, he urges FRODO on.
CLOSE ON: GANDALF stands in the TOWER HALL ... seemingly alone ... he speaks quietly, doubt and fear edge his voice.
He turns and crosses the HALL to reveal the presence of GIMLI, LEGOLAS, ÉOMER and ARAGORN...
ARAGORN, his back to GANDALF...
CLOSE ON: GANDALF - still troubled, still worried...
GIMLI sits insolently on the SEAT of the STEWARD...
GANDALF looks across at the DWARF ... His face ashen.
Final Revision - October, 2003 122.
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN turns around suddenly...
GANDALF looks up sharply at ARAGORN...
At this, GIMLI CHOKES on his pipe ... ÉOMER steps forward.
ÉOMER We cannot achieve victory through strength of arms.
CLOSE ON: GANDALF speaks in a low tone to ARAGORN...
Final Revision - October, 2003 123.
CONTINUED: (2)
CLOSE ON: ARAGORN wearing a BREAST PLATE emblazoned with the WHITE TREE.
He rides at the head of a COLUMN of 500 FOOT SOLDIERS from ROHAN and GONDOR ... leading them from the RUINS of OSGILIATH.
GANDALF, LEGOLAS, GIMLI, ÉOMER, MERRY and PIPPIN ride directly behind him.
AHEAD OF THEM: THE MOUNTAINS OF MORDOR.
GREAT ARMIES of ORC and URUK-HAI stream across the PLAINS from MORDOR...
WIDE SHOT: The VOLCANIC WASTELAND of the GORGOROTH FOOTHILLS.
FRODO and SAM, still disguised in the ORC ARMOUR, slide down scree bank and land on the road below ... their attention is fixed on the PLAIN below ... thousands of ORCS can be seen marching away from MOUNT DOOM...
FRODO and SAM ... moving across a HELLISH dry landscape of twisted volcanic rock and STEAMING FISSURES.
Final Revision - October, 2003 124.
40 MILES AWAY, MOUNT DOOM rises out of the PLAIN ... its feet founded in ashen ruin, its huge cone rising to a great height, where its reeking head is swathed in cloud.
ARAGORN’S FORCE of 500 approaches the great BLACK GATES OF MORDOR. He positions his troops about half a mile from the GATES.
ANGLE ON: FRODO slumped against a ROCK ... he tries to DRINK from his WATER BOTTLE ... but finds it EMPTY.
FRODO gratefully takes a SMALL SIP from SAM’S BOTTLE ... hands it back.
A moment of EYE CONTACT between FRODO and SAM as they acknowledge what lies ahead.
SAM offers FRODO his hand ... and PULLS HIM UP.
At the BLACK GATES, ARAGORN musters his MEN...
Final Revision - October, 2003 125.
WIDE ON: FRODO and SAM staggering across the TORTURED LANDSCAPE ... they are no longer WEARING the ORC ARMOUR.
CLOSE ON: FRODO is walking half-bowed, often stumbling ... as if his eyes no longer see the way before his feet.
His right HAND is pressed against his CHEST ... supporting a HEAVY WEIGHT. His left HAND often rises, as if to ward off some invisible blow. SAM watches him, CONCERN etched across his FACE...
CLOSE ON: FRODO as a malevolent VOICE in his head calls to him ... “Baggins - Baggins”...
CLOSE ON: SAM looking behind him in time to see...
WIDE ON: A RAY of RED LIGHT stabs through the GLOOM and begins to sweep over the BARREN LANDSCAPE...
SAM throws himself to the ground ... FRODO turns to the light, unable to stop himself...
FRODO crumpling to the ground as the RED LIGHT hits him like a SEARCHLIGHT.
All is QUIET ... No sign of the ENEMY...
ANGLE ON: GANDALF ... watchful ... alert. He nods at ARAGORN.
WIDE: ARAGORN, GANDALF, LEGOLAS, GIMLI, ÉOMER, MERRY and PIPPIN galloping towards the BLACK GATES. They pull up less than 50 yards from the TOWERING GATES...
INTERCUT WITH:
Final Revision - October, 2003 126.
FRODO is slumped on the GROUND, unable to MOVE...
INTERCUT WITH:
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN moves his HORSE forward.
From behind the HUGE GATES, the terrifying CHANTING and the CLANGING of the ARMOUR of THOUSANDS...
With the SOUND of TORTURED METAL, the MASSIVE GATES begin to open ... LEGOLAS, MERRY and ÉOMER look on in trepidation.
With the EYE OF SAURON sweeping the PLAINS around them, SAM gets to his feet...
The BLACK GATES of MORDOR SWING OPEN! SAURON’S ARMY of 300,000 ORCS MARCH OUT!
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN, GANDALF, LEGOLAS, GIMLI, ÉOMER, MERRY and PIPPIN GALLOP back towards their SMALL ARMY as the ORC MASSES slowly MARCH toward them.
Behind them, the EYE OF SAURON is directed toward THEM...
FRODO’S eyes open with a START...
Final Revision - October, 2003 127.
ANGLE ON: SAM crawls toward FRODO...
FRODO and SAM stagger to their feet and move off.
ANGLE ON: The MASSIVE ORC ARMY marching towards ARAGORN’S MEN.
ANGLES ON: ARAGORN’S MEN ... starting to WAVER as the ORCS ENCIRCLE THEM. SOME MEN are backing away ... losing their nerve.
ARAGORN GALLOPS in front of his ARMY...
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN ... he seems to fix each and every one of his MEN with his eyes.
ARAGORN holds ANDÚRIL ALOFT!
Final Revision - October, 2003 128.
FRODO and SAM are CLIMBING the face of MOUNT DOOM...
The LANDSCAPE is VIOLENT ... RED HEAT hisses out of FISSURES, the ROCK is JAGGED ... RAZOR SHARP ... ASH blankets the LAND.
RED LIGHTNING FORKS across the SKY with a DEAFENING CRACK!
CLOSE ON: FRODO and SAM’S FEET dragging across the ASH ... Their PARCHED LIPS ... SWEATING, DUSTY FACES.
FRODO TRIPS ... falls FACE-FIRST into the DUST ... SAM drops beside him.
INTERCUT WITH:
HIGH WIDE: Of ARAGORN’S ARMY totally SURROUNDED by 300,000 ORCS ... poised for the order to ATTACK!
INTERCUT WITH:
FRODO slowly lifts his head and looks up...
FRODO’S POV: Looking straight up the STEEP SLOPES of MOUNT DOOM! ... a huge mass of ash and slag and burned stone!
FRODO starts to CRAWL on his HANDS and KNEES! He hauls himself a FEW PITIFUL FEET before SLUMPING in the ASH.
ANGLE ON: GIMLI as he surveys the ARMY of MORDOR...
Final Revision - October, 2003 129.
GIMLI looks up into the EYES of LEGOLAS, with whom he has shared so much. The GRUFF DWARF smiles quietly...
LEGOLAS drops his hand on GIMLI’S shoulder ... SLOWLY they turn and FACE the ENEMY TOGETHER.
CLOSE ON: SAM crawls to FRODO who lies SLUMPED against the rock-face ...he turns him over, holding him in his ARMS.
CLOSE ON: FRODO shuts his eyes, his breath coming in GASPS.
Final Revision - October, 2003 130.
CLOSE ON: SAM looks at FRODO with GRIM DETERMINATION.
With that, SAM lifts FRODO onto his shoulders and starts to CLIMB MOUNT DOOM! his plain hobbit-face grows stern, almost grim, as the will hardens in him.
WIDE ON: TWO TINY HOBBITS on the ENDLESS shale SLOPES of the MOUNTAIN...
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN and COMPANY watch as they are surrounded by a tide of ORCS...
ARAGORN raises ANDÚRIL in the BROAD SWEEP as he walks forward ... he turns to FACE the OTHERS...
CLOSE ON: QUIET RESOLVE written on ARAGORN’S face as he looks into the EYES of the remaining members of the FELLOWSHIP...
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN turning, SWORD-raised, he CHARGES FORWARD!
There is a moment of SILENCE ... no-one else moves ... SUDDENLY a SHOUT goes up!
ANGLE ON: PIPPIN and MERRY charging forward ... The rest of the MEN following...
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN crashing head on into a line of ORCS...
ANGLE ON: The blade of ANDÚRIL flashing as ARAGORN HACKS at ORCS!
Final Revision - October, 2003 131.
WIDE: Like a small grey insect, SAM creeps up the slope with FRODO on his back ... foot by foot.
The mantling CLOUD swirls, revealing the cruel pinnacles and iron crown of BARAD-DÛR, the Dark Tower, in the distance.
CLOSE ON: SAM staggering under FRODO’S weight ... STRONG ash- laden WINDS are buffeting him as he slowly CLIMBS MOUNT DOOM.
The PLAIN of GORGOROTH lies 1000 FEET BELOW, wrapped in fume and shadow.
A TREMOR ripples through the GROUND ... a RED FLAME explodes into the SKY...
ANGLE ON: SAM looks up - fearful the MOUNTAIN could explode at any moment!
SAM POV: Through the THICK, FUME-LADEN AIR a set of STAIRS can be made out...
SAM can’t believe it - relief and joy flood through him...
SMACK! OUT OF NOWHERE the figure of SMÉAGOL crashes into them sending SAM and FRODO sprawling.
ANGLE ON: SMÉAGOL pounces on FRODO ... his fingers wrapping around his throat, snapping FRODO’S neck from side to side!
ANGLE ON: FRODO as he struggles to unlock the BONY, WHITE FINGERS around his neck, but SMÉAGOL’S grip is too strong.
CLOSE ON: SMÉAGOL’S fingers tightening around FRODO’S neck - squeezing the life out of him...
WHACK! A ROCK connects with the SIDE of SMÉAGOL’S head...
Final Revision - October, 2003 132.
ANGLE ON: SAM jumps on a STUNNED SMÉAGOL...
ANGLE ON: FRODO comes to...
INTERCUT WITH:
The BATTLE between MEN and ORCS rages on ... From MORDOR, high OVERHEAD, the NAZGÛL fly out into the FRAY...
INTERCUT WITH:
All the old HATRED between SAM and SMÉAGOL boils over as they FIGHT ... SAM falls back ... SMÉAGOL BITING at his SHOULDER! SAM pushes SMÉAGOL away with his feet ... rolls to his KNEES, as SMÉAGOL charges at him...
SAM slashes out with STING! He cuts SMÉAGOL across the stomach! SMÉAGOL staggers back, SCREAMING with PAIN...
SAM looks around desperately for FRODO...
FRODO has GONE!
ANGLE ON: FRODO RUNNING UP THE MOUNTAIN!
INTERCUT WITH:
FELLOWSHIP fight BRAVELY ... a hideous screech rends the AIR!
ANGLE ON: GANDALF looks up to a NAZGÛL diving straight toward him!
CLOSE ON: GANDALF’S eyes flicker as a small MOTH flutters across his line of sight.
Final Revision - October, 2003 133.
ANGLE ON: THE FELL-BEAST - JAWS OPEN, TALONS EXTENDED!
Another cry rends the air as...
SMACK! The GIANT EAGLE, GWAHIR, SMASHES into the FELL-BEAST, it’s claws ripping into the HIDEOUS MONSTER’S NECK!
ANGLE ON: PIPPIN in the midst of BATTLE looks up.
Above the BATTLE attack formation, more EAGLES appear...
The EAGLES engage the NAZGÛL!
ANGLE ON: SAM is GASPING, his lungs EXPLODING as he RACES up the SLOPES of MOUNT DOOM searching for FRODO.
ANGLE ON: SAM arriving at the STONE DOORWAY of SAMMATH NAUR ... leading into the MOUNTAIN!
SAM staggers into it!
ANGLE ON: SAM flinches against the FIERCE HEAT blasting down the TUNNEL.
SAM lurches forward ... towards ORANGE GLOW deep in the HEART of the MOUNTAIN.
Final Revision - October, 2003 134.
The HEAT is almost UNBEARABLE ... SAM sees FRODO in the DISTANCE...
ANGLE ON: FRODO is standing on the EDGE of the CRACK OF DOOM ... a deep LAVA FILLED CHASM, in the very heart of ancient SAURON’S FORGES, the greatest in Middle-earth.
The RAGING ORANGE GLARE from the CHASM turns FRODO into a BLACK SILHOUETTE ... standing TENSE and STILL.
FRODO holds the RING in his HAND ... he RAISES IT, holding it over the BUBBLING LAVA far below.
CLOSE ON: FRODO ... a STRANGE EXPRESSION on his face...
ON THE SOUNDTRACK: The HUM of the RING grows louder and louder! FRODO PULLS the RING close to his body as he turns to SAM.
FRODO looks at SAM. The RING has finally taken him.
SAM SCREAMS as...
... FRODO PUTS THE RING ON! He VANISHES!
Final Revision - October, 2003 135.
With a storm of wings, the NAZGÛL wheel around and hurtle towards MOUNT DOOM!
In the midst of the BATTLE - GANDALF ... realising FRODO has been seen...
INTERCUT WITH:
CLOSE ON: SAM is SCREAMING for FRODO...
ANGLE ON: FOOTPRINTS moving across the ASH COVERED CAVERN FLOOR!
SUDDENLY! GOLLUM smashes a ROCK down on SAM’S HEAD, knocking him to the GROUND!
GOLLUM LEAPS on to the INVISIBLE FRODO!
CLOSE ON: FRODO’S FOOTPRINTS ... staggering about under GOLLUM’S WEIGHT!
ANGLE ON: GOLLUM clawing FRANTICALLY, riding on the BACK of the INVISIBLE FRODO...
INTERCUT WITH:
ARAGORN turns and is confronted by an ARMOURED TROLL wielding an ENORMOUS MALLET...
INTERCUT WITH:
GOLLUM suddenly LIFTS HIS HANDS to his face ... and BITES HARD!
ANGLE ON: FRODO MATERIALIZES as he DROPS TO HIS KNEES, clutching his BLEEDING HAND ... he SCREAMS.
Final Revision - October, 2003 136.
The FIRES below roar in anger, RED LIGHT blazes, and all the cavern is filled with a great glare and heat.
INTERCUT WITH:
ANGLE ON: LEGOLAS as ARAGORN falls to the GROUND...
INTERCUT WITH:
CLOSE ON: GOLLUM triumphantly HOLDS the RING ALOFT... ECSTATIC!
CLOSE ON: GOLLUM dancing GLEEFULLY ... PERILOUSLY close to the EDGE OF THE CHASM!
INTERCUT WITH:
ARAGORN turns to see HUGE TROLL FEET moving CLOSER... LEGOLAS races toward him...
GOLLUM still TRIUMPHANT ... on the edge of the PRECIPICE ... The FIERY LAVA casting an EVIL LIGHT ... He jumps about in DELIGHT...
ANGLE ON: FRODO rises slowly ... his EYES lock on GOLLUM ... time seems to stand still as each regards the other...
CLOSE ON: the RING glinting in GOLLUM’S HAND ... BEAUTIFUL ... POWERFUL ... EVIL...
SUDDENLY! FRODO lunges at GOLLUM...
FRODO thuds into GOLLUM, lifting him off his feet...
Final Revision - October, 2003 137.
ANGLE ON: FRODO and GOLLUM locked n STRUGGLE plummet over the EDGE OF THE CHASM.
INTERCUT WITH:
THUD! The HUGE FOOT of the CAVE TROLL lands on ARAGORN’S chest. He STABS at it, ineffectually...
ANGLE ON: GANDALF in despair...
INTERCUT WITH:
SAM watches in HORROR as FRODO and GOLLUM ... disappear into the CHASM! He staggers over...
SLOW MOTION: GOLLUM falls into the CRACK OF DOOM... INSTANTLY engulfed in the CHURNING LAVA!
ANGLE ON: SAM leans into the CRACK OF DOOM...
ANGLE ON: FRODO clinging onto the ROCK FACE with his ONE GOOD HAND!
The CAVERNS are SHAKING VIOLENTLY.
SAM desperately reaches for him ... FRODO is too far down.
CLOSE ON: FRODO looks at SAM, his face impassive.
FRODO struggles to reach SAM ... he can’t reach WITH HIS BLEEDING hand, and falls back, still clinging valiantly to the ROCK with his good hand...
Final Revision - October, 2003 138.
ANGLE ON: FRODO looks at SAM imploringly...
ANGLE ON: FRODO reaches up once more and this time SAM GRASPS his hand TIGHTLY.
CLOSE ON: The RING sits on the river of LAVA for a brief moment, then SINKS away...
ANGLE ON: the EYE OF SAURON...
WIDE ON: Across the GREAT PLAINS - MOUNT DOOM is clearly IMPLODING...
INTERCUT WITH:
On the BATTLEFIELD, all eyes turn to MOUNT DOOM...
ANGLE ON: The CAVE TROLL, with ARAGORN at his mercy, is distracted by the SOUNDS emanating from MORDOR ... he turns in TERROR and RUNS OFF...
ANGLE ON: The FELLOWSHIP turns to watch as the MASSIVE DARK TOWER of SAURON shakes itself to pieces!
TOWERS FALL and WALLS CRUMBLE: vast spires of SMOKE and spouting STEAM billow up!
The FOUNDATIONS explode apart...
The BLACK GATES collapse in a huge cloud of ASH!
Final Revision - October, 2003 139.
THE ORCS are FLEEING in all DIRECTIONS ... As the very foundations of MORDOR collapse!
THE COMPANY watches as MOUNT DOOM explodes ... the reason for their MISERY is clear ... it’s plain FRODO and SAM can never survive the cataclysm...
The VOLCANO is ERUPTING, FIRE belches from its riven summit, sending LAVA streaming down its sides...
ANGLE ON: FRODO and SAM stagger out of the SAMMATH NAUR DOOR ... all around ASH and MOLTEN ROCKS fall. The SKIES burst into THUNDER, seared with LIGHTENING.
The screaming NAZGÛL fall from the sky in FLAMES!
The ground is shaking so violently that FRODO and SAM can barely stand.
FRODO stumbles ... SAM helps him up ... FRODO smiles.
SAM looks down at FRODO ... FRODO’S FACE is at PEACE ... his BURDEN destroyed...
FRODO and SAM crawl onto a ROCK as LAVA streams towards them ... in seconds THEIR ROCK is an island in a sea of MOLTEN FIRE.
FRODO shuts his eyes...
Final Revision - October, 2003 140.
FRODO glances at SAM ... he is WEEPING.
CLOSE ON: FRODO wrapping an ARM around SAM’S SHOULDER.
HIGH WIDE: TWO TINY HOBBITS waiting to die amid a cataclysmic landscape ... LAVA erupts around them ... FIREBALLS rain down from the sky.
We SLOWLY FADE TO BLACK...
FADE UP:
SLOW MOTION: GWAIHIR, the GREAT EAGLE flaps towards CAMERA ... He bears GANDALF on his back, and is followed by TWO MORE EAGLES.
WIDE SHOT ... The EAGLES bravely fly amid the RAINING ASH and MOLTEN ROCKS ... and SNATCH FRODO and SAM from the ROCK!
CLOSE ON: FRODO’S FACE ... as the FIERY VOLCANO recedes away beneath him ... the wind ruffles his hair ... he PASSES OUT.
SLOW MOTION ... FRODO’S eyes flutter open ... looking around slowly his eyes alight on GANDALF...
Final Revision - October, 2003 141.
GANDALF’S face breaks into a smile ... then laughter...
...as MERRY and PIPPIN run in ... jumping on the bed and hugging FRODO...
GIMLI and LEGOLAS enter the room ... their joy is PLAIN...
ARAGORN joins them - the FELLOWSHIP is complete...
...finally FRODO’S eyes fall upon a FIGURE standing apart from the others ... it is SAM...
CLOSE ON: FRODO’S and SAM’S eyes meet...
ANGLE ON: SWEEPING over the MINAS TIRITH WALLS, racing towards the TOP of the CITY ... through a BLIZZARD of WHITE FLOWER PETALS! MINAS TIRITH is restored ... it GLEAMS WHITE in the BRIGHT SUN.
SOARING UP: to REVEAL the COURT OF THE KINGS, CROWDED with 4000 PEOPLE ... cramming the WIDE PATH leading to the TOWER HALL!
CLOSE ON: The CROWN of GONDOR glints in the BRILLIANT SUNSHINE...
GANDALF places the CROWN upon ARAGORN’S head.
ARAGORN smiles up at GANDALF...
ARAGORN slowly RISES, turning to face the CROWD, who CHEER and CLAP for their KING...
Final Revision - October, 2003 142.
The CHEERS of his PEOPLE are DEAFENING...
Out of the Great Sea to Middle-earth I am come. In this place will I abide, and my heirs, unto the ending of the world.
ARAGORN sings for his people ... The WALKS in SLOW PROCESSION down the WHITE PAVED PATH as the CROWD BOW their heads in respect to their NEW KING...
ARAGORN passes ÉOWYN and FARAMIR who bow before him ... ÉOMER steps FORWARD to bow in respect...
TRUMPETS SOUND as a PROCESSION of ELVES, dressed in shimmering SILVERS and WHITES, led by LEGOLAS approach the KING ...
Thank you.
LEGOLAS gestures behind him...
CLOSE ON: ARAGORN’S eyes scan amongst the ELVES.
ANGLE ON: A BANNER carried aloft bearing the WHITE TREE of GONDOR in FULL FLOWER ... the RANKS of ELVES part revealing:
Final Revision - October, 2003 143.
CONTINUED: (2)
ARWEN, eyes shining ... MORTAL now, but deeply in love ... carrying the STANDARD of GONDOR ... ARAGORN kisses her.
ELROND looks on ... his face breaks into a smile.
ARAGORN and ARWEN embrace.
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN and ARWEN walking through the CROWD towards four SMALL FIGURES who stand nervously at the end of the AVENUE...
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN and ARWEN look on FRODO, SAM, MERRY, and PIPPIN as they stand before them...
The FOUR HOBBITS, dressed in their OLD CLOTHES, clean and mended, bow their heads...
ARAGORN raises his HAND.
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN drops on ONE KNEE, kneeling before THE HOBBITS, his head bowed ... followed by all assembled there.
CLOSE ON: TEARS spring into FRODO’S EYES. He clutches SAM’S shoulder as 4000 PEOPLE pay homage to the courage of two little Hobbits from the Shire.
CAMERA RISES INTO THE AIR ... away from the CROWDED CITADEL, until MINAS TIRITH becomes a SPECK in the LANDSCAPE...
DISSOLVING into the PARCHMENT MAP of MIDDLE-EARTH ... Slowly drifting across the MAP towards the WEST...
Final Revision - October, 2003 144.
MATCHING MOVE: Revealing HOBBITON bathed in a WARM SUNSET ... As FRODO, SAM, MERRY and PIPPIN ride into SHOT on PONIES ... past ODO PROUDFOOT who shake his head at the STRANGENESS of their appearance.
FRODO brings a round of drinks to the TABLE.
Nearby a HUGE FUSS is being made of a LARGE PUMPKIN which has been brought in to be shown off.
ANGLE ON: The FOUR FRIENDS looks at each other. A WORLD of experience now separates them from their fellow HOBBITS.
Seated at a long table, the FOUR FRIENDS raise their glasses ... SAM’S eye is suddenly caught!
ANGLE ON: ROSIE COTTON who is serving behind the BAR...
SAM steels himself and leaves to go and TALK to ROSIE...
FRODO, MERRY and PIPPIN exchange smiles as...
On a BEAUTIFUL sunny day, SAM and ROSIE are MARRIED ... With their dearest FRIENDS gathered around them...
ROSIE throws a beautiful bouquet of FLOWERS ... it’s caught by PIPPIN who smiles in embarrassment...
FRODO walks through BAG END to his STUDY...
Final Revision - October, 2003 145.
ANGLE ON: FRODO ... from behind. He is HUNCHED over a DESK...
PUSH IN ... to reveal BILBO’S RED BOOK open on FRODO’S DESK. He is WRITING in the LAST CHAPTERS in careful neat HANDWRITING.
FRODO turns back the pages, REVEALING: There and Back Again - A Hobbit’s Tale, by Bilbo Baggins. He writes below it as SAM GAMGEE calls out from the door:
CLOSE ON: FRODO WINCES with a sharp GASP of PAIN ... He puts the PEN down and CLUTCHES at his SHOULDER...
SAM has entered the ROOM and stands BEHIND FRODO...
CLOSE ON: FRODO ... He is DRAWN and PALE.
CLOSE ON: SAM ... at a loss for words. His EYES fall to the BOOK.
TILT DOWN: to FRODO’S HANDWRITING:
Final Revision - October, 2003 146.
CONTINUED: (2)
LYRICAL MUSIC OVER...
A COLD WINTER’S MORNING ... Out of the FOG rattles a SMALL COVERED WAGON; GANDALF is at the REINS.
ANGLE ON: FRODO, SAM, MERRY and PIPPIN are waiting on PONIES for the WAGON ... all are wearing their GREY ELVEN ROBES.
CLOSE ON: GANDALF arrives in his CART...
WIDE ON: The WAGON trundles along at a SEDATE PACE.
SAM, MERRY and PIPPIN ride behind, leading FRODO’S EMPTY PONY.
Final Revision - October, 2003 147.
CLOSE ON: FRODO is SITTING in the WAGON ... his ARM around his UNCLE BILBO.
BILBO is extremely OLD and FRAIL. He is DOZING ... his head slumped.
BILBO’S eyes flutter OPEN ... with effort he raises his head.
BILBO nods back to sleep ... FRODO rests his head against him.
ANGLE ON: FRODO, walking arm-in-arm with BILBO through a beautiful ELVEN BOAT-HOUSE ... GANDALF follows with MERRY, PIPPIN and SAM.
CLOSE ON: As BILBO looks up, he is STUNG by the BEAUTY before him...
Final Revision - October, 2003 148.
TRACKING: Passing under a beautiful ELVEN ARCHWAY...
...to reveal a WHITE SHIP, ready to depart from a WHITE STONE DOCK.
ANGLE ON: ELROND, CELEBORN and GALADRIEL are waiting for them.
The SETTING SUN slowly dropping behind the SEA ... visible between the HEADLANDS of a beautiful INLET.
The lighting is beautiful ... SUN streams through the sails, casting an ethereal glow on THE GROUP as they walk onto the DOCK.
BILBO bows in acknowledgment to ELROND, CELEBORN and GALADRIEL, who return his GREETING.
The Sea calls us home.
ELROND holds out his ARMS to BILBO who suddenly seems MUCH YOUNGER and SPRIGHTLIER ... He sets off down the PATH TOWARD his HOSTS...
BILBO walks down toward the BOAT and BOARDS with ELROND...
ANGLE ON: FRODO looks up ... GALADRIEL is watching him. She SMILES, TURNS and BOARDS the BOAT...
GANDALF kneels before SAM, MERRY and PIPPIN - who are all looking TEARFUL.
Final Revision - October, 2003 149.
CONTINUED: (2)
There is GREAT SADNESS ... MERRY SNIFFLES LOUDLY.
CLOSE ON: GANDALF turns and walks away ... FRODO is DOWNCAST ... SUDDENLY, GANDALF turns and looks toward him.
ANGLE ON: GANDALF looks to FRODO then turns and slowly walks towards the GANGPLANK to board the SHIP.
CLOSE ON: FRODO turns to SAM...
ANGLE ON: SAM looks down ... FRODO is holding BILBO’S RED JOURNAL out towards him.
SAM is SOBBING ... MERRY and PIPPIN are DISTRAUGHT...
FRODO hugs MERRY and PIPPIN, and last of all SAM ... and climbs on board the SHIP.
Final Revision - October, 2003 150.
CONTINUED: (3)
ANGLE ON: FRODO a look of WONDERMENT crosses his face ... as he STEPS FORWARD and ACCEPTS GANDALF’S HAND ... finally released from his pain, care falls from his face ... he is the young FRODO we first met so long ago.
SAM, MERRY and PIPPIN comfort each other as the WHITE SHIP glides away from the DOCK...
WIDE ON: The WHITE BOAT sails away towards the HEADLANDS, disappearing into the GOLDEN LIGHT of the SETTING SUN.
ANGLE ON: SAM in growing darkness, still follows the departing SHIP with his eyes, MERRY and PIPPIN are already preparing to leave.
ANGLE ON: SAM walks up the path towards his house...
A LITTLE GIRL toddles up to greet him.
He hugs his daughter...
ANGLE ON: ROSIE COTTON steps up and kisses SAM on the cheek ... she gives him a TINY BABY BOY to cradle.
ANGLE ON: SAM with his FAMILY ... he draws a deep breath:
Final Revision - October, 2003 151.
SAM looks at his LOVELY FAMILY with GREAT HAPPINESS, tinged with a little SADNESS...
SAM and ROSIE wake the CHILDREN’S HANDS and enter BAGSHOT ... the BRIGHT YELLOW DOORWAY closes behind them.