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A Sociedade do Anel – Parte 1/2



I amar prestar aen…
The world is changed.
han mathon ne nen…
I feel it in the water.
han mathon ne chae…
I feel it in the Earth.
a han noston ned gwilith.
I smell it in the air.
Much that once was is lost. For none now live who remember it.


It began with the forging of the great rings. Three were given to the Elves, immortal, wisest and fairest of all beings. Seven to the Dwarf lords, great miners and craftsmen of the mountain halls. And nine, nine rings were gifted to the race of Men who above all else, desire power. For within these rings, was bound the strength and will to govern each race. But they were all of them deceived, for another ring was made.

In the land of Mordor, in the fires of Mount Doom, the Dark Lord Sauron forged in secret a master ring, to control all others. And into this ring, he poured his cruelty, his malice and his will to dominate all life.

"One Ring to rule them all."

One by one, free lands in Middle-Earth fell to the power of the Ring. But there were some who resisted. A last alliance of Men and Elves marched against the armies of Mordor and on the slopes of Mount Doom, they fought for the freedom of Middle-Earth.

Victory was near. But the power of the ring could not be undone.

It was in this moment when all hope had faded, that Isildur, son of the King, took up his fathers sword.

Sauron, the enemy of the free-peoples of Middle-Earth was defeated. The Ring passed to Isildur, who had this one chance to destroy evil forever.

But the hearts of men are easily corrupted. And the ring of power has a will of its own. It betrayed Isildur to his death. And some things that should not have been forgotten were lost.

History became legend, legend became myth and for two and a half thousand years, the ring passed out of all knowledge. Until when chance came, it ensnared a new bearer.

[[Gollum: My Precioussssss]]

The Ring came to the creature Gollum, who took it deep into the tunnels of the Misty Mountains. And there, it consumed him.

[[Gollum: It came to me, my own, my love, my prrrrreciousssss!]]

The ring brought Gollum unnatural long life. For five hundred years, it poisoned his mind. And in the gloom of Gollums cave, it waited. Darkness crept back into the forest of the world. Rumor grew of a shadow in the east, whispers a nameless fear, and the Ring of Power perceived. Its time had now come.

It abandoned Gollum. But something happened then the Ring did not intend. It was picked up by the most unlikely creature imaginable.

[[Bilbo: What’s this?]]

A Hobbit: Bilbo Baggins of the Shire.

[[Bilbo: A ring.]] [[Gollum: (from afar) Losssst!…My precious is lost!]]

For the time soon come when Hobbits will shape the fortunes of all.



The Shire…60 years later

[A hobbit, reading beneath a tree, hears a male voice singing. He runs to see who it is and finds an old man, wearing a gray cloak and a pointy hat, driving a cart filled with fireworks and suchlike]

Old Man: [singing] The road goes ever on and on down from the door where it began….

Hobbit: Youre late!

[The old man does not look at the Hobbit at first, and then turns slowly, with an emphatic expression on his face that begins to twitch]

Old Man: A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to.

[Both he and Frodo slowly begin to grin and crack up into laughter]

Frodo: [leaps onto cart and hugs the old man] Its wonderful to see you Gandalf!

Gandalf: You didn’t think I’ll miss your Uncle Bilbos birthday?

Frodo: What news of the outside world? Tell me everything.

Gandalf: Everything? But eager and curious for a hobbit, most unnatural. Well what can I tell you? Life in the wide world goes on much as it has this past age, full of its own comings and goings. Scarcely aware of the existence of hobbits…, which I am very thankful.

Hobbit folk: Look its Gandalf! Its Gandalf!

[Gandalf grins and tips his hat slightly] [Hobbits raise a banner by the Party Tree that reads "Happy Birthday Bilbo Baggins." A hobbitess clasps her hands with pleasure and anticipation, looking at the sign.]

Gandalf: Ooh! The long expected party! So how is the old rascal? I hear there’s got to be a party of special magnificence.

Frodo: You know Bilbo, hes got the whole place in an uproar

Gandalf: Hmm, now well that should please him, hmmm.

Frodo: Half the Shires been invited.

Gandalf: Good gracious me!

Frodo: He is up to something.

Gandalf: Ooh really…

Frodo: All right then keep your secrets. [Gandalf laughs] Before you came along we Bagginses were very well thought of.

Gandalf: Indeed?

Frodo: Never had any adventures or did anything unexpected.

Gandalf: If you’re referring to the incident with the dragon, I was barely involved. All I did was give your uncle a little nudge out of the door.

Frodo: Whatever you did, you’ve been officially labeled a disturber of peace.

Gandalf: Oh really?

[Cart drives past grumpy old hobbit with grim look]

Hobbit children: Gandalf! Gandalf! Fireworks? Gandalf?

[Fireworks go off behind cart][Hobbit children cheer][Gandalf laughs][Grumpy old hobbit chuckles][Grumpy old hobbitwife comes out and gives a nagging look to grumpy old hobbit][Grumpy old hobbit restores grumpy grim look]

Frodo: Gandalf – Im glad youre back.

Gandalf: [as Frodo jumps off the cart] So am I, dear boy! So am I.

[page] [Gandalf goes through a gate with a sign on it saying: "No admittance except on party business. He then knocks on the door] [knock, knock, knock, knock]]

Bilbo: No thank you! We dont want any more visitors, well wishers or distant relations!

Gandalf: And what about very old friends?

[Bilbo opens the door]Bilbo: Gandalf?

Gandalf: Bilbo Baggins!

Bilbo: My dear Gandalf! [gives Gandalf a hug]

Gandalf: Good to see you! One hundred and eleven years old –who would believed it? [looks at Bilbo in astonishment] You havent aged a day.

[Bilbo and Gandalf laughs]

Bilbo: Come on, come in! Welcome, welcome! *There we go/ *There we are/ *Well now. Tea? Or maybe something a little stronger? Ive got a few bottles of the old Winyard left. 1296 –very good year. Almost as old as I am! Hahaha! It was laid down by my father. What say we open one, eh? [*note to reader: these lines are the different versions heard by audiences worldwide]

Gandalf: Just tea, thank you.

[Gandalf backs into the chandelier. He steadies it but then bumps his head onto the beam. Nursing the pain he enters Bilbo’s study and sees the map of the Lonely Mountain. Bilbo was puttering around in the kitchen]

Bilbo: I was expecting you here last week! Not that it matters, you come and go as you please. Always have done and always will. You caught me a bit unprepared, Im afraid. We have some old chicken and pickles… Heres some cheese – oh no it wont do. There we got brussels(?) and jam and… Not much for afterlunch – oh no! Were all right, I have some cake. I can make you som
e eggs if you like– oh. Gandalf?

Gandalf: Just tea, thank you.

Bilbo: All right! You dont mind if I eat, do you?

Gandalf: Oh no, not at all.

[Theres a knock on the door and a woman shouting: "Bilbo! Bilbo Baggins!]

Bilbo: [whispers] Im not at home!

Bilbo: Ive got to get away from these confounded relatives hanging on the bell–they never give me a moments peace! I want to see mountains again, mountains Gandalf! And then find somewhere quiet where I can finish my book. Oh, tea!

Gandalf: So, you mean to go through with your plan, then.

Bilbo: Yes, yes. Its all in hand. All the arrangements are made. [starts to pour water into the tea pot, Gandalf opens the lid] Oh, thank you.

Gandalf: Frodo suspects something.

Bilbo: ‘Course he does. Hes a Baggins. Not some block-headed Bracegirdle from Hardbottle.


Gandalf: You will tell him, wont you?

Bilbo: Yes, yes.

Gandalf: Hes very fond of you.

Bilbo: I know. Hed probably come with me if I asked him [chuckles]. I think in his heart Frodo is still in love with the Shire: the woods, the fields, the two rivers. Im old Gandalf. I know I dont look it but Im beginning to feel it in my heart. I feel thin –sort of stretched like butter scraped over too much bread. I need a holiday, a very long holiday. And I dont expect I shall return. In fact, I mean not to.

[Evening came. Outside, Gandalf and Bilbo are sitting and smoking pipe]

Bilbo: Old Toby. The finest weed in the Southfarthing.

[Bilbo first blows a ring of smoke and Gandalf a smoke ship that sails through it]

Bilbo: Gandalf, my old friend. This will be a night to remember!

[Scene goes to Bilbo’s party and the fireworks are going off and festivities are well underway]

Bilbo: [to guest] Hello, hello, lovely to see you! Welcome, welcome!

[Frodo sees his friend Sam sitting alone, looking at hobbitlass Rosie Cotton dancing]

Frodo: Go on Sam, ask Rosie for a dance.

Sam: [gets cold feet] I think I’ll just have another ale.

Frodo: Oh no you don’t. Go on. [pushes Sam to the dance floor]

Frodo: [laughs]

Gandalf: whoa!

[huge fireworks]

Bilbo: There I was, at the mercy of three monstrous trolls, and they were all arguing amongst themselves about how they were going to cook us, whether it be turned on a spit or whether they should sit on us one by one and squash us into jelly.

Cutie-pie Hobbit: [shakes her head emphatically]

Bilbo: They spent so much time arguing the weather to’s and why-fore’s that when the sun’s first light cracked over the top of the trees and poof!

Hobbit Children: [gasp]

Bilbo: It turned them all to stone!

Gandalf: [laughs, grabbing more fireworks] [Merry Brandybuck comes from behind, signaling Pippin Took to get onto Gandalf’s cart]

Merry: Quickly!

Gandalf: [to the hobbit children] Whoa! Off they go.

Merry: No, no the big one, big one

Pippin: Done.

[Inside the tent]Merry: You’re supposed to stick it in the ground!

Pippin: It is in the ground.

Merry: Outside!

Pippin: It was your idea!

[The firework goes up, throwing Merry and Pippin onto the ground. The firework turns into a shape of a dragon and turns towards the merrymakers. Hobbits see this and try to get out of the way]

Frodo: Bilbo? Bilbo, look out for the dragon!

Bilbo: Dragon? Nonsense! There hasn’t been a dragon in these parts for a thousand years…

[page] [Frodo pushes Bilbo to the ground. The dragon flies off and bursts into a beautiful firework. Hobbits clap in amusement]

Merry: That was good. Let’s get another one!

[Gandalf comes behind and grabs their ears]

Merry and Pippin: Aah!

Gandalf: Meriadoc Brandybuck and Peregrin Took. I might have known.

[As Merry and Pippin wash the plates, the other Hobbits are gathered near the party tree]

Hobbits: Speech, Bilbo!

Hobbits: Speech!

Frodo: Speech!

Bilbo: My dear Bagginses and Boffins, Tooks and Brandybucks, Grubbs, Chubbs, Hornblowers, Bolgers, Bracegirdles and Proudfoots.

Proudfoot Hobbit: Proudfeet!

Bilbo: Today is my 111th birthday!

Hobbits: Happy birthday!

Hobbit: Happy birthday!

Bilbo: Alas, eleventy-one years is far too short a time to live among such excellent and admirable hobbits. [cheers] I don’t know half of you half as well as I should like, and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve. [dead silence from the crowd]

Bilbo: I, uh, I h-have things to do. [whispers to himself] I’ve put this off for far too long. I regret to announce this is the end. I am going now. I bid you all a very fond farewell. [whispers]Goodbye. [Puts on the ring and vanishes]

Hobbits: [shocked] Ooh!

[Bilbo, invisible, leaves the party and returns to Bag End. Next scene shows Bag-End interior]

Bilbo: Hahahahaha! [flips the ring, catches it and puts it in his pocket]

Gandalf: I suppose you think that was terribly clever.

Bilbo: Come on Gandalf! Did you see their faces?

Gandalf: There are many magic rings in this world Bilbo Baggins and none of them should be used lightly.

Bilbo: It was just a bit of fun, oh you’re probably right as usual. You will keep an eye on Frodo, won’t you?

Gandalf: Two eyes, as often as I can spare them.

Bilbo: I’m leaving everything to him.

Gandalf: What about this ring of yours, is that staying too?

Bilbo: Yes yes. It’s in an envelope over there on the mantelpiece.

Bilbo: No, wait, its –here in my pocket. Heh, Isn’t that, isn’t that odd though? Yet, after all why not? Why shouldn’t I keep it?

Gandalf: I think you should leave the ring behind, Bilbo. Is that so hard?

Bilbo: Well no… and yes! Now it comes to it, I don’t feel like parting with it, its mine, I found it, it came to me!

Gandalf: There’s no need to get angry.

Bilbo: What if I’m angry it’s your fault! Its mine, my own, my precious.

Gandalf: Precious? Its been called that before, but not by you.

Bilbo: Argh! What business is it of yours what I do with my own things!

Gandalf: I think you’ve had that ring quite long enough.

Bilbo: You want it for yourself!

Gandalf: Bilbo Baggins! Do not take me for some conjurer of cheap tricks, I am not trying to rob you. I’m trying to help you.

Bilbo: [starts crying] [page]

Gandalf: All your long years we’ve been friends. Trust me as you once did, hmm? Let it go.

Bilbo: You’re right Gandalf, the ring must go to Frodo. It’s late, the road is long, Yes, it is time.

[Bilbo opens the door]

Gandalf: Bilbo…

Bilbo: Hmm?

Gandalf: …the ring is still in your pocket.

Bilbo: Oh, yes…

[Bilbo pulls out the ring from his pocket. He stares at it on his palm, then allows it to slip out of his hand. It lands with a loud thud] [Bilbo runs out the door, then stops]

Bilbo: I’ve thought of an ending for my book – and he lived happily ever after…to the end of his days.

Gandalf: And I’m sure you will my dear friend.

Bilbo: Good bye, Gandalf.

Gandalf: Good bye, dear Bilbo.

[singing]The road goes ever on and on, down from the door where it began…

Gandalf: Till our next meeting.

[Gandalf re-enters Bag End. He stoops to pick up the ring but stops short when the Eye of Sauron flashes in his eyes] [Gandalf sits himself by the fireplace] [Voice over of Bilbo: Its mine, my own, my Precious!]

Gandalf: [mumbles] Riddles in the Dark.

[Frodo is heard entering Bag End]

Frodo: Bilbo! Bilbo!

[Frodo sees the ring and stoops to pick it up]

Gandalf (mumbles): My precious.

[Frodo notices Gandalf smoking by the fireplace, approaches him]

Gandalf (mumbles): Precious…

Frodo: Hes gone hasnt he? He talked for so long about leaving. I didnt think hed really do it.

Frodo: Gandalf?

Gandalf: Hmm. [smiles at Frodo] Bilbos ring. Hes gone to stay with the elves. Hes left you Bag End… [holds envelope open, Frodo slips in the ring, Gandalf seals the envelope] …along with all his possessions. The ring is yours now. Put it somewhere out of sight.

[Gandalf gets up to leave]

Frodo: Where are you going?

Gandalf: There are some things that I must see to.

Frodo: What things?

Gandalf: Questions. Questions that need answering!

Frodo: But youve only just arrived! I dont understand.

Gandalf: Neither do I. Keep it secret. Keep it safe.
[Gandalf leaves Bag End. Frodo looks at the envelope in his hand, containing the ring] [At the dungeons of Barad-Dur] [Gollum’s voice is heard as he is tortured]

Gollum: Shire!!! Baggins!!!
[Gates of Minas Morgul opens. The Ringwraiths ride out to find the ring] [page] [Gandalf rode to the outskirts of Mount Doom to observe the activity that is going on and finally head of to Minas Tirith to study its ancient scrolls]

Gandalf: [voice over]Year 3434 of the Second Age. Here follows the account of Isildur, High King of Gondor and the finding of the ring of power. It has come to me, the One Ring. It shall be the heirloom of my kingdom. All that who should follow in my bloodline shall be bound to its fate for I will risk no hurt to the ring. It is precious to me, though I buy it with a great pain. The markings upon the band begin to fade. The writing, which at first was as clear as red flame, has all but disappeared, a secret now that only fire can tell.

[Back at the Shire] [Hobbit chopping wood. Dog barks incessantly, then backs off]

Ringwraith: Shire. Baggins

Hobbit: Baggins. There are no Baggins ‘round here. They’re up in Hobbiton, that way. [points] [Ringwraith rides off] [At the Green Dragon Inn – Frodo and Sam are leaving]

Rosie: Goodnight.

Sam: Goodnight.

[Frodo and Sam stagger to Bag End]

Sam: Goodnight.

Frodo: Goodnight Sam.

[Frodo comes up the steps, opens the door and notices that the house seems to have been broken into] [Gandalf grabs him from behind ]

Frodo: Huh?!

Gandalf: Is it secret? Is it safe?!

[Frodo opens a chest, searches through it and finds the envelope]

Frodo: Ah! [hands Gandalf the envelope]

(Gandalf throws the envelope to the fire)

Frodo: What are you doing?

[Gandalf gets a pair of tongs and picks up the ring]

Gandalf: Hold out your hand Frodo, it’s quite cool. What can you see? Can you see anything?

Frodo: Nothing. Theres nothing… wait. There are markings. Its some form of elvish. I can’t read it.

Gandalf: There are few who can. The language is that of Mordor, which I will not utter here.

Frodo: Mordor?

Gandalf: In the common tongue it says, "One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them. One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them."

Gandalf: This is the One Ring. Forged by the Dark Lord Sauron in the fires of Mount Doom. Taken by Isildur from the hand of Sauron himself.

Frodo: Bilbo found it. In Gollums cave.

Gandalf: Yes. Sixty years the ring lay quiet in Bilbos keeping, prolonging his life, delaying old age. But no longer Frodo. Evil is stirring in Mordor. The ring has awoken. Its heard its masters call.

Frodo: But he was destroyed. Sauron was destroyed.

Ring: [whispers] Isildur…

[Both Gandalf and Frodo look at it] [page]

Gandalf: No, Frodo. The spirit of Sauron endured. His life force is bound to the ring and the ring survived. Sauron has returned. His orcs have multiplied. His fortress of Barad-Dur is rebuilt in the land of Mordor. Sauron needs only this ring to cover all the lands of a second darkness. He is seeking it. Seeking it, all his thought is bent on it. The ring yearns above all else to return to the hand of its master. They are one, the ring and the dark lord. Frodo, he must never find it.

Frodo: Alright, we put it away, we keep it hidden. We never speak of it again. No one knows its here, do they? Do they Gandalf?

Gandalf: There is one other who knew that Bilbo had the ring. I looked everywhere for the creature Gollum. But the enemy found him first. I don’t know how long they tortured him. Amidst the endless screams and inane babble, they discerned two words.

[Scene flashes to Gollum’s torture]Gollum: Shire!!! Baggins!!!

Frodo: Shire. Baggins. But that would lead them here!

[cuts to the Ringwraiths riding up to a Hobbit along the road]

Hobbit: Who goes there?

[the Ringwraith chops off the hobbit’s head] [cuts back to Bag End]

Frodo: Take it Gandalf! Take it!

Gandalf: No Frodo no.

Frodo: You must take it!

Gandalf: You cannot offer me this ring!

Frodo: Im giving it to you!

Gandalf: Dont tempt me Frodo! I dare not take it. Not even to keep it safe. Understand Frodo, I would use this ring from the desire to do good. But through me, it would wield a power to great and terrible to imagine.

Frodo: But it cannot stay in the Shire!

Gandalf: No! No it cant.

Frodo: What must I do?

[scene goes to Frodo rushing about trying to pack for his journey]

Gandalf: You must leave and leave quickly.

Frodo: Where? Where do I go?

Gandalf: Get out of the Shire. Make for it to Bree.

Frodo: Bree. What about you?

Gandalf: Ill be waiting for you, at the Inn of the Prancing Pony.

Frodo: And the ring will be safe there?

Gandalf: I dont know Frodo. I dont have any answers. I must see the head of my order. He is both wise and powerful. Trust me Frodo, youll know what to do. You’ll have to leave the name of Baggins behind you, for that name is not safe outside the Shire. Travel only by day. And stay off the road.

Frodo: I can cut across country easily enough.

Gandalf: My dear Frodo. Hobbits really are amazing creatures! You can learn all that there is to know about their ways in a month, and yet after a hundred years, they can still surprise you. [hears rustling of the leaves] Get down!

[Gandalf goes to the window and gives the bushes a whack with his staff.

Sam: Oooff!!

[Gandalf drags Sam up by his hair and plops him down onto the table]

Gandalf: Confound it all Samwise Gamgee! You’ve been evesdropping?!

Sam: I have been droppin no eves sir, honest. I was just cutting the grass under the window there, if you follow me.


Gandalf: A little late for trimming the verge don’t you think?

Sam: I heard raised voices.

Gandalf: What did you hear?! Speak!!!!

Sam: N-n-n-no
thing important. That is I heard a good deal about a ring and a dark lord and something about the end of the world. But please Mister Gandalf sir, don’t hurt me. Don’t turn me into anythin’ –unnatural.

Gandalf: No, perhaps not. I have thought of a better use for you…

[Cuts to the scene outside the following morning]

Gandalf: Come along Samwise, keep up! Be careful both of you. The enemy has many spies in his service: birds, beasts. [turns to Frodo] Is it safe? [Frodo pats his breast pocket] Never put it on, for the agents of the dark lord will be drawn to its power. Always remember, Frodo, the ring is trying to get back to its master. It wants to be found.
[Gandalf rides off, leaving Frodo and Sam in the forest] [Frodo and Sam treks along countryside and streams] [Frodo walking along the field, Sam slightly behind]

Sam: This is it.

Frodo: This is what?

Sam: I take one more step, it would be the farthest away from home I’ve ever been.

Frodo: Come on Sam. Remember what Bilbo used to say: "Its a dangerous business…[segues to Bilbo’s voice] …Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road and if you don’t keep your feet, theres no knowing where you might be swept off to."

[Gandalf rides swiftly into Isengard. Saruman descending down the steps of Orthanc to meet him]

Saruman: Smoke rises from the mountain of Doom. The hour grows late and Gandalf the Grey rides to Isengard seeking my counsel. For that is why you have come, is it not…my old friend?

Gandalf: Saruman. [bows] [Gandalf and Saruman are walking through the Gardens of Isengard]

Saruman: You are sure of this?

Gandalf: Beyond any doubt.

Saruman: The ring of power has been found.

Gandalf: All these long years it was in the Shire, under my very nose.

Saruman: Yet you did not have the wit to see it. Your love of the halflings leaf has clearly slowed your mind.

Gandalf: But we still have time. Time enough to counter Sauron if we act quickly.

Saruman: Time?! What time do you think we have?

[Gandalf and Saruman are conferring in Sarumans chambers]

Saruman: Sauron has regained much of his former strength. He cannot yet take physical form, but his spirit has lost none of its potency. Concealed within his fortress, the Lord of Mordor sees all — his gaze pierces cloud, shadow, earth and flesh. You know of what I speak, Gandalf — a great Eye… lidless… wreathed in flame.

Gandalf: The Eye of Sauron.

Saruman: He is gathering all evil to him. Very soon he will summon an army great enough to launch an assault upon Middle Earth.

Gandalf: You know this? How?

Saruman: I have seen it.

[page] [Gandalf and Saruman enter the chamber of the Palantir]

Gandalf: A palantir is a dangerous tool, Saruman.

Saruman: Why? Why should we fear to use it?

[Unveils the Palantir]

Gandalf: They are not all accounted for, the lost seeing stones. We do not know who else may be watching!

[Covers the Palantir, eye of Sauron flashes briefly]

Saruman: The hour is later than you think. Saurons forces are already moving. The Nine have left Minas Morgul.

Gandalf: The Nine!

Saruman: They crossed the River Isen on Midsummers Eve, disguised as riders in black.

Gandalf: Theyve reached the Shire?!

Saruman: They will find the ring…and kill the one who carries it.

Gandalf: Frodo!

[Gandalf heads towards the door but Saruman closes it with his mind and the other doors in turn]

Saruman: You did not seriously think that a hobbit could contend with the will of Sauron. There are none who can. Against the power of Mordor there can be no victory. We must join with him, Gandalf. We must join with Sauron. It would be wise, my friend.

Gandalf: Tell me, friend, when did Saruman the wise abandon reason for madness?!

[With a shout from Saruman the battle of the Wizards begins. Saruman gains the upper hand] PRIVATE "TYPE=PICT;ALT="

Saruman: I gave you the chance of aiding me willingly. But you…have elected…the way of pain!
[Saruman sends Gandalf rising to the pinnacle of Orthanc] [Back at the Shire. Sam emerges from a field of corn]Sam: Mister Frodo? Frodo! Frodo!

[Frodo emerges from the bend]

Sam: [sigh] I thought I’d lost you.

Frodo: What are you talking about?

Sam: Its just something Gandalf said.

Frodo: What did he say?

Sam: "Don’t you lose him Samwise Gamgee!" And I dont mean to.

Frodo: Sam were still in the Shire. What could possibly happen?

(Merry and Pippin bumped into both Sam and Frodo)
Pippin: Frodo? Merry! Its Frodo Baggins.

Merry: Hello Frodo!

Sam: Get of him! [hauls Pippin off Frodo] Frodo? Are you alright?

Pippin: Whats the meaning of this?

Merry: Hold this. [hands vegetables to Sam]

Sam: Youve been into Farmer Maggots crop!

[They hear a dog barking and an angry, yelling voice. Pippin gets Frodo and runs, followed by Merry. Sam does a double take on the produce in his hands, drops them and runs after the others]

Farmer Maggot: [brandishing a sickle] Wait till I get this through you!…Stay out of my fields! You ruffians I’ll catch up with you!

Merry: Dunno why he is so upset. It’s only a couple of carrots!

Pippin: And some cabbages. And those few bags of potatoes that we lifted last week and, and the mushrooms the week before!

Merry: Yes Pippin! My point is, he is clearly overreactin’. Run!

[page] [Pippin, Frodo and Merry stops just before the edge of the hill. Sam slams into them from behind and all four hobbits roll down the hill]

Pippin: Ooh! That was close

Merry: Ow! I think Ive broken something. [pulls out a broken carrot]

Sam: Trust a Brandybuck and a Took!

Merry: What?! That was just a detour, a shortcut.

Sam: A shortcut to what?

Pippin: Mushrooms!!!

[Sam and Merry rush towards the mushrooms, followed by Pippin] [Frodo, standing, looks down the road]

Pippin: That’s mine!

Hobbits: Mmm…

Merry: Here is a nice one Sam.

Frodo: I think we should get off the road.

[Sounds of the Nazgul can be heard, coming up the road]

Frodo: Get off the road! Quick!

[Hobbits hide beneath a root of a tree. A Nazgul approaches and stops, sniffing and hearing. Insects and earthworms started coming out of their holes][Frodo goes into a trance, tempted to wear the ring. Sam stops him. Merry throws a bag away to distract the Nazgul. Nazgul follows the sound. Hobbits make a break for it]

Merry: What was that?

[Frodo stares at the ring on his palm] [Nightfall. A Nazgul is patrolling the area][Hobbits hide behind trees]

Pippin: Anything?

Frodo: Nothing.

Pippin: What is going on?

Merry: That Black Rider was looking for something… or someone. Frodo?

Pippin: Get down!

[Nazgul feigns leaving the area]

Frodo: I have to leave the Shire. Sam and I have must get to Bree.

Merry: Right. Buckleberry Ferry. Follow me.

[Hobbits make their way to Buckleberry ferry. A second Nazgul suddenly appears along their path. Frodo is delayed as the others run on. Hobbits jump over the fence. Runs towards the river. The Nazgul follows the chase, hot on Frodo’s heels] [page]

Pippin: Run! This way, follow me! Run!

Merry: Get the rope Sam!

Sam: Frodo!

Hobbits: Run Frodo!

Frodo: Go!

Hobbits: Hurry!

Sam: Frodo!

Hobbits: Jump Frodo! Go on faster! Jump!

[Frodo leaps onto the raft. The Nazgul stops short of the water][Looking back the hobbits see the Nazgul ride away, followed by two more riders]

Frodo: How far to the nearest crossing?

Merry: Brandywine Bridge: Twenty miles.

[Hobbits arrive at the west gate of Bree, soaking wet due to the rain]

Frodo: Come on.

[Knocks on the gates]

Gatekeeper: What do you want?

Frodo: We’re heading for the Prancing Pony.

Gatekeeper: Hobbits! Four hobbits! What business brings you to Bree?

Frodo: We wish to stay at the inn. Our business is our own.

Gatekeeper: Alright young sir, I meant no offence. ‘Tis my job to ask question after nightfall. There’s talk of strange folk abroad. Can’t be too careful.

[Hobbits come up the cobble stone path, working their way through the crowd]

Men of Bree: Move! Watch where youre going!

[Hobbits enter the Prancing Pony]

Frodo: Excuse me?

Butterbur: Good evening little masters! If you’re seeking accommodation then we got some nice cozy hobbit sized rooms available. Mr. uh–

Frodo: –Underhill, my name’s Underhill.

Butterbur: Underhill. Hmm.

Frodo: We’re friends of Gandalf the Grey. Can you tell him we’ve arrived?

Butterbur: Gandalf? Gandalf? Ohhh yes! I remember, elderly chap, big gray beard, pointy hat. Not seen him for 6 months.

[The hobbits were surprised. Worry crosses their faces]Sam: What do we do now?

[Hobbits sitting at the table]

Frodo: Sam. He’ll be here. He’ll come.


Man: [to Merry] Get, get out of my way.

[Merry brings a mug filled with beer]

Pippin: What’s that?

Merry: This my friend, is a pint.

Pippin: It comes in pints? I’m getting one.

Sam: You had a whole half already!

[Pippin rushes to the bar]

Sam: That fellow’s done nothin but starin at us since we arrived.

Frodo: [takes Barliman aside] Excuse me, that man in the corner, who is he?

Butterbur: He’s one of them rangers. Dangerous folk they are– all wandering in the wilds. What his right name is I’ve never heard but around here, he’s known as Strider.

Frodo: Strider…

[Frodo starts to play with the ring. It starts to whisper, tempting him to use it]

The Ring: Baggins. Baggins. Baggins. Baggins! Baggins!…

Pippin: Baggins!

[Frodo snaps out of his reverie]

Pippin: [at the bar] Sure I know a Baggins. He’s over there, Frodo Baggins. Hes my second cousin once removed on his mothers side[listeners laugh, "It works for him!" yells one] and my third cousin twice removed on his fathers side, if you follow me.

[Frodo rushes towards the bar to stop Pippin from blabbing further]

Frodo: Pippin!

Pippin: Steady on!

[Frodo slips on someone’s boot and falls back, tossing the ring into the air. As he catches it, the ring slips onto Frodo’s finger. He dissapears. Bree folks gasp in surprise. The Nazgul are alerted and makes for Bree. Frodo sees the Eye of Sauron staring down at him]

Voice of Sauron: You cannot hide! I see you!

[Frodo crawls away then takes the ring off his finger. He reappears, beside Strider’s table]

Frodo: Ah! [Strider grabs him from behind]

Strider: You draw far too much attention to yourself Mr. "Underhill"! [tosses him up the stairs] [Entering a room, Strider tosses him in]

Frodo: What do you want?

Strider: A little more caution from you. That is no trinket you carry.

Frodo: I carry nothing.

Strider: Indeed.

[Walks over to the window, puts out the candles]

Strider: I can avoid being seen if I wish. But to disappear entirely, that is a rare gift.


Frodo: Who are you?

Strider: Are you frightened?

Frodo: Yes.

Strider: Not nearly frightened enough. I know what hunts you.

[Door bursts open. Strider draws his sword. Sam, Merry and Pippin rushes in]

Sam: *Stand off! / *Let him go! Or I’ll have you Longshanks! [*note to reader: these are the two different versions heard by audiences world wide]

Strider: You have a stout heart for a hobbit, but that will not save you. You can no longer wait for the wizard Frodo. They are coming.

[The Nazgul crash through the gates of Bree and into the Prancing Pony. Screeches are heard. They make for the hobbit rooms and starts stabbing the beds. They pull back the covers to realize the hobbits are not there. They scream in agony]

Frodo: What are they?

Strider: They were once men. Great kings of men. Then Sauron the Deceiver, gave to them nine rings of power. Blinded by their greed, they took them without question. One by one falling into darkness. Now they are slaves to his will. They are the Nazgul, Ringwraiths, neither living nor dead. At all times they feel the presence of the ring. Drawn to the power of the One. They will never stop hunting you.

[Following day in the woods]

Frodo: Where are you taking us?

Strider: Into the wild.

Merry: [to Frodo] How do we know this Strider is a friend of Gandalf?

Frodo: We have no choice but to trust him.

Sam: But where is he leading us?

Strider: To Rivendell Master Gamgee, The House of Elrond.

Sam: Did you hear that? Rivendell! We’re going to see the elves!

[After a while the Hobbits pause. Strider looks back at them]

Strider: Gentlemen, we do not stop till nightfall.

Pippin: What about breakfast?

Strider: We already had it.

Pippin: Weve had one yes. What about second breakfast?

[Strider walks away]

Merry: Dont think he knows about second breakfast Pip.

Pippin: What about elevenses? Luncheon? Afternoon tea? Dinner? Supper? He knows about them doesn’t he?

Merry: I wouldnt count on it.

[From over bush, Strider tosses an apple and Merry catches it. He hands it to Pippin and pats him on the shoulder. Another apple flies through the air hitting Pippin in the head. He looks up bewildered]

Merry: [impatiently] Pippin!

[page] [Scene goes to Isengard. Saruman is in the Chamber of the Palantir communicating with Sauron]

Saruman: The power of Isengard is at your command, Sauron, Lord of the Earth.

Voice of Sauron: Build me an army worthy of Mordor!

[Orcs file into the room]Orc: What orders from Mordor my Lord? What does the Eye command?

Saruman: We have work to do!

[Gandalf awakens at the top of Isengard, sees the work around it]

Orcs: The trees are strong, my Lord. Their roots go deep.

Saruman: Rip them all down.

[Scene goes to Strider and the Hobbits at Weathertop]

Strider: This was the great watchtower of Amon Sul. We shall rest here tonight.

[Hobbits, weary from the long travel, settle down. Strider shows four short swords. He hands them to the hobbits]

Strider: These are for you. Keep them
close. I’m going to have a look around. Stay here.

[Frodo, asleep, wakes up with a start. Merry, Pippin and Sam gathered around a fire cooking]

Pippin: Can I have some meat?

Merry: Ok. Want some tomatoes Sam?

Merry: Great tomatoes

Frodo: What are you doing?!

Merry: Tomatoes, sausages, nice crispy bacon.

Sam: We saved some for you Mr. Frodo.

Frodo: Put it out you fools! Put it out!

Pippin: Oh that’s nice! Ash on my tomatoes!

[The Nazgul cry is heard] [The hobbits are alerted, grabs the swords and sees the Nazgul closing in on Amon Sul]

All: Uh?!

[Frodo motions the others to go up]Frodo: Go!!

[At the top, the Nazgul surrounds them and pulls out their long swords]

Sam: Back you devils!

[Sam is pushed aside as does Merry and Pippin. Frodo backs off. He brings out the ring from his pocket. The Witch King feels its presence and approaches Frodo, dagger in hand. In fear Frodo wears the ring. Suddenly the Nazguls’ true forms are revealed to him. As the Witch King reaches out for the ring, the ring lifts Frodo’s own hand towards the wraith. With all his strength Frodo yanks his hand back. The Witch King stabs him on his left shoulder. Frodo cries out in pain. Strider intercedes, driving the Nazgul away with a torch. Frodo pulls out the ring from his finger and crying in pain]

Frodo: Aaaahhhh!


Sam: Frodo! [rushes to his side]

Frodo: Oh Sam!

[Strider continues to fight the Nazgul, torch in one hand, sword in another. He sets them afire and finally drives them away]

Sam: Strider! Help him Strider.

Strider: He’s been stabbed by a Morgul blade. [blade dissolves in the wind] This is beyond my skill to heal. He needs elvish medicine.

[Strider carries Frodo over his shoulder. They begin to leave Weathertop. Nazgul cries are still heard in the area]

Strider: Hurry!

Sam: We are six days from Rivendell. He’ll never make it!

Frodo: [whispering] Gandalf…

Strider: Hold on Frodo.

Frodo: [cries out] …Gandalf!!!!

[Next scene swoops over the caverns of Isengard and up to the Pinnacle of Orthanc were Gandalf is held prisoner. A moth flies by and Gandalf, catches it and begins to whisper to it]

Gandalf: [whispering] Gwaihir. Go, Gwaihir.

[Moth flies away. Scene swoops down into the Caverns of Isengard and see the forging of weapons and armor. Saruman witnesses the birth of Lurtz and the Uruk Hai] [scene goes back to Aragorn and the Hobbits at the Trollshaws. Frodo is delirious]

Sam: Mr. Frodo? [to Strider] He’s going cold!

Pippin: Is he going to die?

Strider: He’s passing into the shadow world. He will soon become a wraith like them.

[Frodo gasps] [The Nazgul cry is heard from a distance]

Merry: They’re close.

Strider: Sam, do you know Athelas plant?

Sam: Athelas?

Strider: Kingsfoil.

Sam: Kingsfoil- uh, thats a weed.

Strider: It may help to slow the poison. Hurry!

[They search for the plant. Strider finds a small patch. Suddenly a sword is at his throat]

Arwen: What’s this? A ranger caught off his guard?

[Frodo seeing Arwen in a white light]

Arwen: Frodo…. Im Arwen. Telin le thaed (I am Arwen. I have come to help you.)

Arwen: Lasto beth nin, tolo dan na ngalad (Hear my voice. Come back to the light)

Merry: Who is she?

Arwen: [kneels] Frodo!

Sam: Shes an elf.


Arwen: Hes fading!

[Frodos gasping]

Arwen: Hes not going to last. We must get him to my father. I’ve been looking for you for 2 days.

Merry: Where are you taking him?

Arwen: There are 5 wraiths behind you. Where the other 4 are, I do not know.

[Strider puts Frodo on the horse]

Strider/Aragorn: Dartho guin berian. Rych le ad tolthathon. (Stay with the Hobbits. I will send horses again for you)

Arwen: Hon mabathon. Rochon ellint im. (I’m the faster rider. I’ll take him.)

Strider/Aragorn: Andelu i ven. (The road is too dangerous.)

Pippin: What are they saying?

Arwen: Frodo fir. Ae athradon i hir, tur gwaith nin beriatha hon. (If I can get across the river, the power of my people will protect him.)

Arwen: I do not fear them.

Strider/Aragorn: Beyest lin.

Strider/Aragorn: Arwen, ride hard. Don’t look back!

Arwen: Noro lim, Asfaloth, noro lim! (Ride fast Asfaloth, ride fast!)

[Arwen rides away with Frodo]

Sam: [to Strider] What are you doing?! Those wraiths are still out there!

[Arwen rides, The Nazgul gives chase]

Arwen: Noro lim Asfaloth!!! (Ride faster Asfaloth!)

[Arwen crosses the ford]

Nazgul: Give up the half-fling she-elf!

[Arwen draws her sword]Arwen: If you want him, come and claim him!

[The Nazgul draws their sword and starts to cross the ford] [Arwen casts spells unto the river]Arwen: Nin o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer, Rimmo nin Bruinen dan in Ulaer!
Nin o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer, Rimmo nin Bruinen dan in Ulaer! (Waters of the Misty Mountains listen to the great word; flow waters of Loudwater against the Ringwraiths!)

[Water level rises, great flood comes around the bend. The Nazgul drown] [Frodo starting to slip. Arwen lays him on the ground]

Arwen: No! Frodo…No! Frodo, don’t give in! Not now!

[Arwen cries, embraces Frodo]

Arwen: [voice over] What grace is given me, let it pass to him, let him be spared, save him.

[Scene whites out, Elrond’s image appears]

Elrond: Lasto beth nin. Tolo dan nan galad. (Hear my voice, come back to the light)

[Scene opens with Frodo on the bed in The House of Elrond, Rivendell]

Frodo: [half-asleep] Where am I?

Gandalf: You are in the house of Elrond. And it is 10 o’clock in the morning, on October the 24th if you want to know.

[page] [Frodo wakes up]

Frodo: Gandalf!

Gandalf: Yes…I’m here. And youre lucky to be here too. A few more hours and you
would have been beyond our aid. But you have some strength in you, my dear hobbit!

Frodo: What happened Gandalf? Why didnt you meet us?

Gandalf: Oh Im sorry Frodo… I was delayed.

[Flashback to Gandalfs escape from Orthanc]Saruman: Friendship with Saruman is not lightly thrown aside.

Saruman: One ill turn deserves another. It is over! Embrace the power of the ring…or embrace your own destruction!

Gandalf: There is only one Lord of the Ring! Only one can bend it to his will.
And he does not share power!

[Gandalf leaps off the Tower of Orthanc and lands on Gwaihirs back]

Saruman: So you have chosen – death.

[Gwaihir flies over the mountains, bearing Gandalf to safety] [End of Flashback. Scene returns to Rivendell]Frodo: Gandalf? What is it?

Gandalf: Nothing Frodo.

[Sam enters the room]

Sam: Frodo! Frodo!

Frodo: Sam!

Sam: Bless you, youre awake!

[Frodo laughs]

Gandalf: Sam has hardly left your side.

Sam: We were that worried about you, werent we Mr. Gandalf?

Gandalf: By the skills of Lord Elrond, youre beginning to mend.


Elrond: Welcome to Rivendel
l, Frodo Baggins.

[Reunion of the hobbits. Frodo sees Bilbo]

Frodo: Bilbo!

Bilbo: Hello Frodo my lad!

Frodo: Bilbo! [hug]

Bilbo: Oh!

[Next scene, Frodo looks into Bilbos book]

Frodo: "There and Back Again: A Hobbits Tale by Bilbo Baggins". [leafs through the book] This is wonderful!

Bilbo: I meant to go back…wander the paths of Mirkwood… visit Laketown…see the Lonely Mountain again. But age it seems have finally caught up with me. [gives Frodo a playful smirk] [Frodo leafing through the book, stops to look at the map of the Shire]

Frodo: I miss the Shire. I spent all my childhood, pretending I was off somewhere else…off with you on one of your adventures! [realizes sadly] My own adventure turned out to be quite different.

Frodo: I’m not like you Bilbo.

Bilbo: My dear boy.

[Scene goes to Sam packing his bag]

Sam: [to himself] Now what have I forgotten?

Frodo: Packed already?

Sam: No harm in being prepared.

Frodo: I thought you wanted to see the elves Sam.

Sam: I do!

Frodo: More than anything.

Sam: I did! Its just…we did what Gandalf wanted didnt we? We got the ring this far
to Rivendell and then I thought…seen’ as how you’re on the mend, wed be off soon, off home.

Frodo: Youre right Sam. We did what we set out to do. [shows the ring on his palm] The ring will be safe in Rivendell.

Frodo: I am ready to go home.

[Gandalf and Elrond watches Frodo and Sam from the balcony in Elronds study]

Elrond: His strength returns.

Gandalf: That wound will never fully heal. He will carry it the rest of his life.

Elrond: And yet to have come so far, still bearing the ring, the hobbit has shown extraordinary resilience to its evil.

Gandalf: It is a burden he should never have had to bear. We can ask no more of Frodo.

Elrond: Gandalf, the enemy is moving. Saurons forces are amassing in the east– his eye is fixed on Rivendell. And Saruman you tell me has betrayed us. Our list of allies grows thin.

Gandalf: His treachery runs deeper than you know. By foul craft Saruman has crossed orcs with goblin-men, hes breeding an army in the caverns of Isengard. An army that can move in sunlight and cover great distance at speed. Saruman is coming for the ring.

Elrond: This evil cannot be concealed by the power of the Elves. We do not have the strength to fight both Mordor and Isengard!

[Gandalf moves away, deep in thought] [page]

Elrond: Gandalf, the ring cannot stay here.

[Gandalf sees Boromir, Legolas and Gimli arrive at Rivendell]

Elrond: This peril belongs to all middle earth. They must decide now how to end it. The time of the Elves is over– my people are leaving these shores. Who will you look to when weve gone? The Dwarves? They hide in their mountains seeking riches– they care nothing for the troubles of others.

Gandalf: It is in Men that we must place our hope.

Elrond: Men? Men are weak. The race of men is failing. The blood of Numenor is all but spent. Its pride and dignity forgotten. It is because of men the ring survives. I was there Gandalf. I was there three thousand years ago…

[Quick flashback to Isildur slicing the ring off Sauron’s hand]

Elrond: Isildur took the ring. I was there the day the strength of men failed.

[Return to flashback, Elrond and Isildur on the slopes of Mount Doom]

Elrond: Isildur hurry. Follow me.

Elrond: [voice over] I led Isildur into the heart of Mount Doom, where the ring was forged, the one place it could be destroyed.

[At Sammath Naur]

Elrond: Cast it into the fire!

[Isildur looks at the ring in his hand. The ring whispers to him]

Elrond: Destroy it!

Isildur: No.

[Isildur walks away]

Elrond: Isildur!!!

Elrond: [voice over] It should’ve ended that day, but evil was allowed to endure.

[Flashback ends. Scene returns to Rivendell]

Elrond: Isildur kept the ring. The line of kings is broken. There is no strength left in the world of men. They’re scattered, divided, leaderless.

Gandalf: There is one who could unite them, one who could reclaim the throne of Gondor.

Elrond: He turned from that path long time ago. He has chosen exile.

[Interior shot in Rivendell. Cut to Aragorn reading a book. Boromir enters. Boromir regards the painting of Isildur and Sauron. Then he turns to the shrine and sees the broken sword lying there. He picks up the haft and stares at the blade.

Boromir: The shards of Narsil! The blade that cut the ring from Saurons hand!

[Boromir runs his finger up the blade and cuts himself]

Boromir: [in amazement] Its still sharp!

[Turns to look at Aragorn who is watching him]

Boromir: No more than a broken heirloom!

[He returns the sword carelessly and it clatters to the ground. Boromir walks away. Aragorn gets up and walks to the shrine. He picks up the dropped haft and carefully sets it in place with the other shards. He takes a step back and touches his right hand to his heart, as he looks at the shrine. Arwen walks in behind him]

Arwen: Why do you fear the past? You are Isildurs heir, not Isildur himself. You are not bound to his fate.

Aragorn: The same blood flows in my veins. [turns to Arwen] Same weakness.

Arwen: Your time will come. You will face the same evil, and you will defeat it. A si i-Dhúath ú-orthor. Ú or le a ú or nin. (The Shadow does not hold sway yet, not over you and not over me.)

[page] [Arwen and Aragorn in the garden, standing over a bridge]

Arwen: Renech i lu i erui govannem? (Do you remember when we first met?)

Aragorn: Nauthannem i ned ol reniannen. (I thought I had strayed into a dream.)

Arwen: Gwenwin in enninath…U-arnech in naeth i si celich. (Long years have passed…You do not have the cares you carry now.)

Arwen: Renech i beth i pennen? (Do you remember what I told you?)

Aragorn: You said youd bind yourself to me. Forsaking the immortal life of your people.

Arwen: And to that I hold. I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone.

[Arwen gives Aragorn the Evenstar]

Arwen: I choose a mortal life.

Aragorn: You cannot give me this!

Arwen: It is mine to give to whom I will…like my heart.
[They kiss] [The following morning, at the Council of Elrond]

Elrond: Strangers from distant lands, friends of old. You have been summoned here to answer the threat of Mordor. Middle-Earth stands upon the brink of destruction. None can escape it. You will unite or you will fall. Each race is bound to this fate–this one doom. [gestures to the column] Bring forth the ring, Frodo.

[Frodo lays the ring on the column and returns to his seat] [People starts whispering]

Boromir: So it is true…

Someone whispers: The Doom of Men

Boromir: It is a gift. A gift to the foes of Mordor! Why not use this ring? Long has my father, the Steward of Gondor, kept the forces of Mordor at bay, by the blood of our people– all your lands kept safe! Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy. Let us use it against him!

Aragorn: You cannot wield it! None of us can. The One Ring answers to Sauron alone. It has no other master.

Boromir: And what would a ranger know of this matter?

[Legolas stands suddenly]

Legolas: This is no mere ranger. He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. You
owe him your allegiance.

Boromir: Aragorn? This… is Isildurs heir?

Legolas: And heir to the throne of Gondor.

Aragorn: Havo dad Legolas (Sit down Legolas)

Boromir: Gondor has no king. Gondor needs no king. [returns to his seat]

Gandalf: Aragorn is right. We cannot use it.

Elrond: You have only one choice. The ring must be destroyed.

Gimli: What are we waiting for?

[Gimli steps forward, grabbing an axe]

Gimli: ARGH!!!!

[Gimli strikes down at the ring with full force but is repelled back. Frodo sees the Eye and felt pain. The ring remained intact with the shards of the axe all around it] [Whispers were coming out of the ring]

Elrond: The ring cannot be destroyed, Gimli, son of Gloin by any craft that we here possess. The ring was made in the fires of Mount Doom. Only there can it be unmade. It must be taken deep into Mordor and cast back into the fiery chasm from whence it came.

[Ring whispers: Ash Nazg]

Elrond: One of you must do this.

[Dead silence from the council] [page]

Boromir: One does not simply walk to Mordor. Its black gates are guarded by more than just orcs. There is evil there that does not sleep. And the great Eye is ever watchful. It is a barren wasteland. Riddled with fire and ash and dust. The very air you breathe is a poisonous fume. Not with ten thousand men could you do this. It is folly!

Legolas: Have you heard nothing Lord Elrond has said? The ring must be destroyed!

Gimli: And I suppose you think youre the one to do it?!

Boromir: And if we fail, what then?! What happens when Sauron takes back what is his?!

Gimli: I will be dead before I see the ring in the hands of an elf!

[Arguments start among them]

Gimli: Never trust an elf!

Gandalf: Do you not understand that while we bicker among ourselves, Saurons power grows?! None can escape it!

Ring: Ash Nazg valinor! Ash Nazg Gimbatul! Ash Nazg Gimbatul! Ash Nazg Gimbatul! [The ring flares up] [Frodo stands and approaches the arguing council, his voiced raised above the din]

Frodo: I will take it! I will take it!

[The argument dies down] [Gandalf closes is eyes when he hears Frodo’s statement]

Frodo: I will take the ring to Mordor. Though– I do not know the way.

Gandalf: I will help you bear this burden, Frodo Baggins, so long as it is yours to bear.

Aragorn: If by my life or death, I can protect you, I will. You have my sword.

Legolas: And you have my bow.

Gimli: And my axe!

Boromir: You carry the fates of us all little one. If this is indeed the will of the council, then Gondor will see it done.

Sam: Heh! Mr. Frodo is not goin’ anywhere without me!

Elrond: No indeed, it is hardly possible to separate you even when he is summoned to a secret council and you are not.

Pippin and Merry: Wait! We are coming too!

Merry: Youd have to send us home tied up in a sack to stop us!

Pippin: Anyway you need people of intelligence on this sort of mission, quest… thing.

Merry: Well that rules you out Pip.

Elrond: Nine companions… So be it! You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring!

Pippin: Great! Where are we going?

[Scene turns to Frodo’s room]

Bilbo: My old sword, Sting! Here! Take it, take it!

[Frodo unsheathes the sword and examines it]

Frodo: It’s so light.

Bilbo: Yes…yea–made by the elves you know. The blade glows blue when orcs are close. And its times like that my lad, when youll have to be extra careful!

[Bilbo brings out a mail shirt]

Bilbo: Here’s a pretty thing –Mithril! As light as a feather! And as hard as dragon scales! Let me see you put it on. Go on.

[Bilbo sees the ring hanging on a chain around Frodo’s neck] [page]

Bilbo: Oh…M-my old ring! Oh well… I sh-sh-should very much like, to hold it again, one last time.

[Frodo begins to cover up the ring][Bilbo, transformed by the power of the ring, lashes out. Frodo, startled, backs away. Bilbo soon regains his composure. He then sits on the bed weeping]

Bilbo: I’m sorry I brought this upon you my boy…I’m sorry that you must carry this burden. I’m sorry for everything!

[Frodo places a reassuring hand on Bilbo’s shoulder] [The Fellowship departs from Rivendell] [Next scene shows The Nine Companions travelling together. They pause on a hill in the wild]

Gandalf: [voice over] We must hold this course west from the Misty Mountains for 40 days. If our luck holds the Gap of Rohan will still be open to us. From there our road turns east to Mordor.

Boromir: Two, Three, Four, Five. Good, very good.

Aragorn: Move your feet.

Merry: That’s good, Pippin.

Pippin: Thanks.

Boromir: Faster

Gimli: ‘Anyone was to ask for my opinion, which I know they’re not, I’d say we were taking the long way round. Gandalf, we could pass through the Mines of Moria. My cousin Balin would give us a royal welcome.

Gandalf: No Gimli, I would not take the roads to Moria unless I had no other choice.

[Legolas sees something from a distance]

Boromir: Come on. Good.

[Boromir accidently nicks Pippin]

Pippin: aaaah!

Boromir: Sorry!

[Pippin kicks Boromir on the shin]

Boromir: Ahh!

Merry: Get Him!

[Boromir goes down in mock battle and Boromir and Aragorn laugh]

Pippin: For the Shire!

Pippin: Hold him! Hold him Merry!

Merry: He got my arm! He got my arm!

Sam: What is that?

Gimli: Nothing, it’s just a whiff of cloud.

Boromir: It’s moving fast…against the wind.

Legolas: Crebain from Dunland!

Aragorn: Hide!

Boromir: Merry! Frodo!

Aragorn: Come on, come on! Take cover!

[Fellowship hides behind rock outcroppings. Crebain flies overhead]

Gandalf: Spies of Saruman. The passage south is being watched. We must take the pass of Caradhras.

[page] [The Fellowship climbs the snowy slopes of Caradhras. Frodo looses his footing and falls, rolling down the slope towards Aragorn]

Frodo: ungh!

Aragorn: Frodo?

[Frodo searches for the ring. Boromir, sees the ring on the snow and picks it up by its chain]

Aragorn: Boromir.

Boromir: It is a strange fate we should suffer so much fear and doubt over so small a thing… such a little thing.

Aragorn: Boromir! Give the ring to Frodo.

Boromir: [hands it to Frodo] As you wish. I care not.

[Frodo grabs the ring from him. Boromir jokingly tousles Frodo’s hair then turns to resume climbing. Frodo looks on suspiciously. Aragorn releases his grip from his sword] [Scene goes to Crebain returning to Isengard- beneath Orthanc]Saruman: So, Gandalf, you try to lead them over Caradhras. And if that fails, where then will you go? If the mountain defeats you will you risk a more dangerous road?

[Scene – The Pass of Caradhras ] [Fellowship with the exception of Legolas plods through the snow] [Voice of Saruman is heard]Saruman: Cuiva nwalca Carnirasse; nai yarvaxea rasselya! (Wake up cruel Redhorn! May your horn be bloodstained!)

Legolas: There is a fell voice on the air.

Gandalf: Its Saruman!

[First avalanche falls. It misses the Fellowship by a hair]

Aragorn: He’s trying
to bring down the mountain! Gandalf, we must turn back!

Gandalf: No!

[Gandalf rises on the snow, chants out counter spell]

Gandalf: Losto Caradhras, sedho, hodo, nuitho i ruith! (Sleep Caradhras, be still, lie still, hold your wrath!)

[Saruman stands on the Pinnacle of Orthanc continues to cast spells on Caradhras]Saruman: Cuiva nwalca Carnirasse; nai yarvaxea rasselya; talhira notto-carinnar! (Wake up cruel Redhorn! May your horn be bloodstained…)

[lightning strikes the tip of Caradhras sending a second avalanche onto the Fellowship below. It buries them completely but soon they emerge from the snow]

Boromir: We must get off the mountain! Make for the Gap of Rohan and take the west road to my city!

Aragorn: The Gap of Rohan takes us too close to Isengard!

Gimli: If we cannot pass over a mountain, let us go under it. Let us go through the mines of Moria.

[Scene flashes to Saruman in his chamber in Orthanc. Reads a page in the book of lore]

Saruman: Moria. You fear to go into those mines. The dwarves delved too greedily and too deep. You know what they awoke in the darkness of Khazad-dum: Shadow and Flame!

[Scene returns to Caradhras]

Gandalf: Let the ringbearer decide.

Gandalf: Frodo?

Frodo: We will go through the mines.

Gandalf: So be it.

As Duas Torres – Um Resumo Crí­tico

"E já se passou um ano…", é o que eu pensava enquanto aparecia o o logo da New Line na tela e respirava fundo para tentar me conter. As imagens de "A Sociedade do Anel" pareciam claras demais na minha mente. Era impossível não remontar a ansiedade de um ano atrás e recordar da voz suave de Cate Blanchett, interpretando Galadriel, na narração que provavelmente foi a sua melhor participação na primeira parte da adaptação cinematográfica de "O Senhor dos Anéis".

"Mais um belo prólogo e vou estar vendo As Duas Torres! ", também não havia como não pensar isso. Mas o diretor Peter Jackson não queria três histórias que se encaixam harmoniosamente. Ele estava contando a sua versão de uma única história dividida em três grandes capítulos de três horas cada. Não há propriamente um prólogo da primeira parte, pelo menos não no estilo que esperávamos. A nossa primeira visão de "As Duas Torres" é extremamente familiar. De repente a tela nos arremessa em um vôo emocionante pelas Montanhas Sombrias. Por entre as nuvens e o vento, a voz de Gandalf grita baixo enquanto chegamos perto do Portão Leste de Moria. Nessa hora já estamos na ponte de Khâzad Dûm e vemos exatamente a mesma cena que nos tirou lágrimas de emoção em "A Sociedade do Anel", porém em outros ângulos de visão. Se alguém havia se esquecido de como era aterradora a visão do balrog, logo essa imagem é refeita com o mesmo fogo e sombras de antes. Gandalf realmente parece um pequeno brilho branco na ponte. Mas ao invés de acompanharmos Frodo e o Anel, dessa vez nós despencamos pelo grande abismo. Após ser puxado pelo chicote do balrog, Gandalf e ele se enfrentam durante a queda numa cena que já vale por si só a espera de um ano e traz um pensamento inesperado a quem não imaginava um início como esse: "Definitivamente não pode haver um começo melhor para As Duas Torres ".

Do horror de Moria para o desespero de Frodo e Sam nas Emyn Muil. A sensação de pessimismo e desespero dos hobbits ao descobrir que mal conseguem sair do lugar toma conta até dos antigos leitores de Tolkien, cansados de saber como aquela cena se desenrola.

Então, aparece Gollum. Nós havíamos visto boa parte dessa cena em traillers, mas agora nós vemos Gollum em cada movimento e som. Ele se move com a destreza e resmunga com a voz gorgolejante que Tolkien descreveu. Simplesmente incrível. Não é o primeiro personagem criado em computação gráfica a dividir cenas com atores de carne e osso, mas é certo que nenhum transmitiu tão bem os sentimentos que um ator de verdade deve passar. E "interpretar" Gollum definitivamente não é fácil. Ele sorri e pede perdão logo após grunhir e saltar com violência contra os hobbits, conquistando nossa simpatia e ódio ao mesmo tempo como poucos atores "de verdade" realmente conseguiriam. Confesso que senti um certo incômodo em algumas cenas. Ainda não concluí se foi por estar vendo uma figura que não existe e ao mesmo tempo correponde com tanta fidelidade à imaginação, ou se por ele definitivamente não ser perfeito sempre (apesar de parecer bem próximo disso). Prefiro dizer que é um misto dos dois.

O filme continua em ritmo frenético mostrando Aragorn, Legolas e Gimli (ofegante demais para um anão) em sua jornada desesperada por Rohan. O cenário de uma planície verde com rochas e morros ao fundo é um dos primeiros entre os vários e belíssimos que aparecem durante todo o filme. Aliás, esse é um ponto realmente positivo desse filme. As locações estão no mesmo nível ou ainda mais belas que na "Sociedade". Várias cenas parecem saltar dos livros para a tela, e Rohan é, talvez, a mais fiel de todas as adaptações. As vastas planícies da Terra dos Cavaleiros estão lá perfeitamente, e por ela correm os Uruk-Hai com Merry e Pippin como prisioneiros. Em sua primeira aparição, o jovem Tûk joga ao chão o seu broche élfico de Lórien para ser encontrado mais tarde por Aragorn, que rastreia o solo pisado pelos orcs com uma habilidade quase clarividente. Essa cena teve um quê de exagero, mas nada que incomode demais.

Dentro da Floresta de Fangorn, mais uma cena velha conhecida de traillers e retratada com rara fidelidade ao livro. Gandalf surge "O Branco" aos três viajantes, lembra-se "de quem era" e Ian McKellen mostra que realmente entendeu quem é o seu personagem com uma expressão que praticamente nega a necessidade de palavras na cena. Depois de contar (e ainda conseguir nos fazer espantar) como foi sua luta com o balrog, Gandalf e os outros aparecem nas bordas da Floresta e com um assobio chama Scadufax. Essa cena é mais um exemplo de beleza tanto da fotografia do filme quanto das locações da Nova Zelândia e a trilha sonora tem um dos momentos de maior destaque.

Até aqui a impressão é de que o filme foi perfeito, certo? Bom, esse início realmente é magnífico. Peter Jackson parece ser um especialista em começar bem um filme, porque até aqui não há mesmo muitas ressalvas a serem feitas. Mas o filme não é perfeito. Na verdade ele está bem longe disso. Aquela pergunta inevitável "Qual filme é melhor?" tem uma resposta bem complicada, talvez até subjetiva demais, mas tem sim uma resposta. "A Sociedade do Anel" tem algo mais mágico, "mais Tolkien" por assim dizer. Não que "As Duas Torres seja ruim, longe disso! Acontece que há muitos pontos bons, alguns excelentes, nele. Mas de um jeito irritante algumas vezes, tanto a edição (que corta de cenas emocionantes para passagens lentas abruptamente) quanto a forma de adaptar o livro deixam bastante a desejar. O segundo ainda mais que o primeiro. Isso acaba quase que frustrando a quem assiste o filme durante todo o seu decorrer. E parece haver uma vontade incessante de querer agradar a audiência. Não que um filme não tenha que agradar a quem o assiste, não é isso. Mas é bem nítido um certo apelo freqüente do diretor a clichês completamente dispensáveis apenas para tornar a história mais "acessível" ao grande público. O sucesso de "A Sociedade do Anel" foi justamente por não recorrer a recursos corriqueiros; o filme seguiu seu caminho, adaptou e contou muito bem a história do seu jeito. A impressão de estar contra a maré era um alívio confortavelmente agradável, e isso ficou um pouco de lado nessa segunda parte.

Um exemplo. Gandalf e os outros chegam em Edoras, a capital de Rohan em uma cena realmente bonita. A construção do cenário e a escolha do local estão perfeitas. Em constraste, a bandeira do cavalo branco sobre a relva que cai aos pés deles junto com os olhares aflitos e desconfiados dos habitantes da cidade conseguem trazer a impressão de um reino imponente em evidente decadência. Toda a cena vai muito bem até a famosa cura do Rei Th&
eacute;oden. Para começar, o rei está exageradamente maquiado e mal pronuncia palavra. Quando Gandalf ergue o cajado e fala, os soldados tentam interrompê-lo e Aragorn, Legolas e Gimli começam a lutar contra eles e a destruir o clima sóbrio e compenetrado que a cena deveria ter. Como se não fosse o suficiente, os roteiristas resolveram que Saruman fala através de Théoden com uma voz demoníaca (já que a aparência do rei não poderia ser muito piorada). Gandalf finalmente consegue terminar o seu papel de exorcis…, ou melhor, de mago, mas a cena já estava devidamente arruinada.

A essa altura Gríma já era para a audiência o vilão que deveria ser. Brad Douriff era o Língua de Cobra, isso parecia escrito em sua testa pálida. Há uma cena anterior que exemplifica muito bem como se adapta um livro para o cinema. Éomer retorna com Théodred, o único filho do rei, ferido mortalmente. Revoltado com a inércia de Théoden e com os olhares de Gríma para sua irmã, ele ameaça Gríma mas logo depois é banido daquelas terras pelo conselheiro do Rei. Certo, essa parte específica do tal banimento não colou (no livro ele é enviado preso por ordens do próprio Théoden por desobediência às suas ordens), mas fica claro o porquê do filho do rei aparecer ali para morrer. Foi uma releitura de Tolkien completamente compreensível e que se encaixou perfeitamente na trama. Miranda Otto é uma Éowyn perfeitamente convincente durante o filme, e mostra isso quando se desvencilha de Gríma que surge com uma falsa pena pela morte do herdeiro para dissuadí-la.

Frodo e Sam contiuam caminhando e Gollum dando seu show à parte. Dividido entre a crueldade do hobbit malvado que o prendeu com uma corda élfica e a bondade do mestre bonzinho que o libertou, ele mostra toda a dualidade de sua existência corrompida pelo Anel de Sauron. Um detalhe que vai passar despercebido por quem não conhece o livro, mas que com certeza iria enriquecer o enredo do filme: Gollum não demonstra sua aversão ao "Cara Amarela" e à "Cara Branca". Ele passeia e acompanha os hobbits tão bem ao sol quanto entre as sombras.
Um receio, principalmente das leitorAs de Tolkien :o) que se confirmou foi a alteração da personalidade do Faramir no filme. É compreensível que faltava cenas de ação com Frodo e Sam em "As Duas Torres", e seria ingenuidade esperar que uma adaptação fosse idêntica ao livro, sem nenhuma criação dos roteiristas. Mas eu não creio que alterar quase que por completo o comportamento de um personagem seja a melhor saída para isso. No livro Faramir é cordial e sábio, entende quem é o Portador do Anel e porque ele não pode simplesmente tentar controlar e arma principal do Inimigo; no filme ele é… o irmão de Boromir (e mesmo com o papel simplificado de irmão ele não chega a convencencer por completo).

Em um filme com tantos personagens e acontecimentos se desenrolando ao mesmo tempo, Barbárvore pode acabar caindo para um desmerecido segundo plano. Apesar de um ou outro problema com as escalas (hobbits que parecem crescer e diminuir em cada cena), o ent está lá, excelente. Merry e Pippin vêm correndo em fuga de um orc (Grishnáck, cujo nome não é mencionado) pela floresta e o pequeno Tûk escala uma "árvore" para se proteger. De repente, natural assim, ela abre os olhos. O rosto surpreso do pequeno hobbit já era conhecido de traillers, mas na seqüência completa ela se torna ainda mais bem encaixada e divertida. A principal sensação de estranhamento para quem conhece o livro é que a inusitada amizade entre os dois hobbits e o grande ent não fica muito evidente. A voz de John Rhys-Davies em Barbárvore é bem evidente e grave, e bastante rouca. A lentidão dos ents acaba sendo mostrada mais como fator cômico; o entebate não conclui que eles devem atacar Isengard e sim que Merry e Pippin não são orcs. Apenas quando a câmera mostra Barbárvore vendo de perto a devastação em sua floresta é que ele chama os ents para a Marcha contra Saruman. E a devastação deles em Isengard é uma das visões mais impressionantes e bem construídas de todo o filme. Eles arremessam pedras contra orcs e construções, e destroem a represa do Rio Isen inundando os túneis subterrâneos escavados em Isengard. Saruman corre de um lado para o outro na sacada de Orthanc, atônito e impotente contra a fúria dos ents.

Rohan se preparava para a guerra e tanto os soldados quanto os civis marchavam para o Abismo de Helm. No caminho, eles são atacados por orcs montados em lobos gigantes, wargs (que como lobos até que ficam devendo um pouco). Nessa mesma seqüência, o anão Gimli pede para ser montado em um cavalo (?!?) e cai dele pouco depois. Durante a batalha ele fica com uma expressão de palhaço quando não consegue derrotar um warg e ainda fica preso sob seu corpo morto. Sei que essa opinião não é unânime, mas eu sinceramente não consigo ver graça em um personagem cair de um cavalo em uma cena de batalha e o uso do anão como elemento cômico do filme, se não foi completamente equivocado, visto que algumas cenas envolvendo sua altura até se encaixaram bem, foi com certeza exagerado.
No combate a um orc, Aragorn acaba despencando de um desfiladeiro direto para um rio. É o gancho para aparecer Arwen em sonho. Liv Tyler continua linda, mas a cena é "slow motion" demais em relação ao ritmo do filme. Esse é um exemplo da quebra do ritmo mencionado mais acima. Arwen aparece ainda, bem melhor dessa vez, em uma visão belíssima do seu futuro, chorando no túmulo de Aragorn. É mostrada uma conversa com Elrond, seu pai, que tenta convencê-la a partir com ele para o Oeste. "Aqui você só encontrará a morte", diz ele. Elrond é mostrado bastante desesperançoso em relação ao futuro, não só dos elfos, na Terra-Média. Em uma cena estranha, em que ele parece se comunicar telepaticamente com Galadriel (ea sua única participação nesse filme), os dois parecem ter conhecimento da guerra em Rohan. É essa a explicação dada para o surgimento dos elfos de Lórien no Abismo de Helm.

Eu estava bastante receoso quanto a essa cena. Não fui ao cinema esperando ver um filme feito para os fãs, mas esperava sim explicações que fizessem lógica dentro do que foi feito de mudanças em relação a Tolkien. Se vão mudar, que pelo menos faça sentido, seja coerente. Peter Jackson não fugiu do que havia sido contado no prólogo de "A Sociedade do Anel", ele se lembrava que houve há milênios atrás uma Última Aliança entre elfos e homens. Mas – ora, bolas -, é justamente isso que Haldir diz para Aragorn quando aparece (a poucos instantes da batalha, diga-se de passagem) com uma companhia de arqueiros élficos, que estava lá para "reviver a antiga aliança". Não vi mesmo necessidade para isso, mas enfim… não comprometeu o andamento da batalha. Aliás, a batalha merece um outro parágrafo.

Foi criado desde o início do filme um
espírito de "ameaça contra a humanidade". Saruman aparece com um discurso sobre a industrialização e devastação de florestas que soou bem artificial e fora de contexto. A impressão é de que aquilo está ali para mostrar como o filme não é fantasia pura, tem um fundo moral. Realmente tem e não é mostrado tão sutilmente assim. Crianças são recrutadas para a batalha em Helm, algumas bem pequenas. Algo dispensável e que ficou forçado, mais para "chocar" e "impressionar" do que para acrescentar ao enredo propriamente dito. Mas como tudo aquilo que foi dito que seria o Abismo de Helm se confirmou com glórias, esses deslizes e alguns outros passam quase despercebidos. A multidão Uruk-Hai que se aglomerava de frente ao Forte da Trombeta era assustadora. A batalha conseguiu um nível de realidade impressionante, não devendo em nada a um filme de guerra. Em certo ponto o pessimismo entre os próprios soldados era tanto que tudo parecia mesmo perdido. A competição entre Legolas e Gimli é mencionada logo no início e depois esquecida. Talvez subentenda-se que o anão saiu vencedor quando Aragorn o atira em direção a um grande número de orcs numa ponte logo abaixo e o anão começa a arremessar os inimigos pelo abismo, em uma de suas poucas cenas levadas à sério no filme. Para quem estava mais ancioso por essa batalha do que tudo no filme, pode ficar satisfeito desde já, ela compensa a espera.

Nós nos despedimos de "As Duas Torres" com mais uma adaptação bem criativa. A idéia não era ruim, mas poderia ter sido melhor aproveitada. Faramir decide levar Frodo para Osgiliath, que está sendo praticamente tomada pelo Inimigo. A tentação do Anel e o seu peso sobre o Portador são mais exploradas do que no livro, e para coroar o desespero do hobbit sobre o futuro da demanda aparece um nazgûl em sua montaria alada. Tanto o bicho voador como o espectro estão muito bem feitos (apesar de a cabeça do lagartão ser levemente pequena em relação ao corpo, mas apenas outro detalhe). A ex-capital de Gondor está quase arruinada, é apenas um grande campo de guerra agora, e parece não faltar muito tempo até que Sauron a tome de vez. O Grande Olho vigilante aparece novamente e Frodo não resiste à tentação do Anel; o nazgûl surge imponente e ameaçador bem em sua frente. É um pouco intrigante o motivo pelo qual ele não saltou imediatamente na direção do hobbit, afinal o Anel já estava quase na ponta do seu dedo. Enfim, uma única e singela flecha de Faramir surge e derruba a montaria alada ao chão, enquanto Sam empurra Frodo evitando que ele denuncie bem nas barbas de Sauron a localização do Anel. Somente nessa hora nós temos alguma coisa do Faramir de Tolkien. Após uma cena que termina com uma frase que a platéia dificilmente vai receber sem risadinhas, ele finalmente entende a urgência da missão dos hobbits e os liberta.

O filme tem um final lindo, que pode parecer clichê, mas é tão natural e espontâneo na voz de Samwise que só não emociona quem foi assistir ao filme para reclamar. Cortando muito bem o clima de final feliz e esperançoso, Gollum retoma seus diálogos consigo mesmo, só que dessa vez é o lado que quer o Precioso de volta que sai vencedor. Ele menciona "ela" em uma deixa intrigante para quem não conhece a história e muito empolgante para quem descobre como vai ser o início de Peter Jackson para "O Retorno do Rei". Não é o final da história, se alguém ainda não descobriu que esse é só o segundo capítulo de três, mas o final não é tão aberto quando o de "A Sociedade do Anel", e causa bem mais curiosidade pela continuação. Saí do cinema quase com o mesmo sentimento de um ano atrás, ao mesmo tempo profundamente empolgado e levemente decepcionado. É um filme excelente, com pontos altos e baixos. As vantagens compensam os defeitos, mas a sensação de "poderia ter sido melhor" é inevitável de novo.

Prêmios da Trilogia

Aqui vai a lista de todas as indicações que a trilogia já recebeu, se estiver marcada com esse anel ( ) significa que O Senhor dos Anéis foi vencedor nessa categoria.

Até agora temos um total de prêmios contabilizados:
O Senhor dos Anéis – A Sociedade do Anel: 61 prêmios
O Senhor dos Anéis – As Duas Torres: 44 prêmios
O Senhor dos Anéis – O Retorno do Rei: 102 prêmios
Total: 207 prêmios


O Senhor dos Anéis – A Sociedade do Anel


 Artista de Efeitos Especiais do ano – Jim Rygiel

 Filme do Ano

 Designer de Produção do Ano – Grant Major

Compositor do Ano – Howard Shore


 Filme campeão de bilheteria – Howard Shore


 Melhor Fotografia – Andrew Lesnie

 Melhores Efeitos Visuais – Jim Rygiel, Randall W. Cook, Richard Taylor e Mark Stetson

 Melhor Maquiagem – Peter Owen e Richard Taylor

 Melhor Trilha Sonora – Howard Shore

Melhor Filme

Melhor Diretor – Peter Jackson

Melhor Ator Coadjuvante – Ian McKellen

Melhor Direção de Arte – Grant Major e Dan Hennah

Melhor Figurino – Ngila Dickson e Richard Taylor

Melhor Edição – John Gilbert

Melhor Música – Enya, Nick Ryan e Roma Ryan (pela música May It Be)

Melhor Som – Christopher Boyes, Michael Semanick, Gethin Creagh e Hammond Peek

Melhor Roteiro Adaptado – Frances Walsh, Philippa Boyens e Peter Jackson


 Melhor Filme de Fantasia

 Melhor Diretor – Peter Jackson

 Melhor Ator Coadjuvante – Ian McKellen

 Melhor DVD em Edição Especial (pela versão estendida)

Melhor Figurino – Ngila Dickison e Richard Taylor

Melhor Maquiagem – Peter Owen e Richard Taylor

Melhor Trilha Sonora – Howard Shore

Melhores Efeitos Visuais – Jim Rygiel, Radall W. Cook, Richard Taylor e Mark Stetson

Melhor Roteiro – Frances Walsh, Phillpia Boyens e Peter Jackson

Prêmio Face do Futuro (masculino) – Orlando Bloom


Melhor Edição em Filme Drama – John Gilbert


Execução em Fotografia em Lançamento de Cinema – Andrew Lesnie


Prêmio Excelência em Desing de Produção em Filme de Época ou de Fantasia – Grant Major


 Melhor Filme Estrangeiro


Melhor Filme Estrangeiro


 Melhor Filme

 Melhor Diretor – Peter Jackson

 Melhor Maquiagem – Peter Owen, Peter King e Richard Taylor

 Melhores Efeitos Visuais – Jim Rygiel, Richard Taylor, Alex Funke, Randall W. Cook e Mark Stetson

 Prêmio da Audiência

Melhor Ator – Ian McKellen

Melhor Design de Produção – Grant Major

Melhor Trilha Sonora – Howard Shore

Melhor Fotografia – Andrew Leslie

Melhor Figurino – Ngila Dickison

Melhor Edição – John Gilbert

Melhor Roteiro Adaptado – Frances Walsh, Phillippa Boyens e Peter Jackson

Melhor Som – David Farmer, Hammond Peek, Christopher Boyes, Gethin Creagh, Michael Semanick, Ethan Van der Rhyn e Mike Hopkns


 Melhor Filme Americano


 Bogey Award in Titan


2º Lugar: Melhor Diretor – Peter Jackson

3º Lugar: Melhor Filme


Roteiro – Frances Walsh, Phillippa Boyens e Peter Jackson


 Melhor Compositor – Howard Shore

 Melhor Música – Enya (por “May It Be”)

Melhor Filme


 Melhor Fotografia – Andrew Lesnie

 Melhor Trilha Sonora – Howard Shore

Melhor Filme

Melhor Diretor – Peter Jackson


 Mixagem de Som Para Filme – Christopher Boyes, Michael Semmanick, Gethin Creagh e Hammond Peek


Melhor Filme de Língua Estrangeira


 Melhor Edição Especial do Ano (pela versão estendida)

 Melhores Comentários em Áudio – Peter Jackson, Frances Walsh e Phillippa Boyens (na versão estendida)

 Melhores Cenas Extras/Reconstruídas – Peter Jackson (pelas cenas extras da versão estendida)

 Melhores Extras – Michael Pellerin (pela versão estendida)

 Documentário Original – Michael Pellerin (pelos extras “From Book to Vision” e “From Book to Reality” da versão estendida)

Melhores Comentários em Áudio – Elijah Wood, Ian McKellen, Livh Tyler e elenco (na versão estendida)

Melhor Menu Principal


 Melhor Fotografia – Andrew Lesnie


Execução em Direção em Filme – Peter Jackson


 Melhor Filme

 Melhor Ator – Elijah Wood

 Melhor Estreante – Orlando Bloom

Melhor Ator – Viggo Mortensen

Melhor Ator Britânico – Sean Bean

Melhor Ator Britânico – Ian McKellen

Melhor Estreante – Billy Boyd

Melhor Estreante – Dominic Monaghan

Melhor Diretor – Peter Jackson


 Melhor Diretor – Peter Jackson

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Bancando o Crí­tico

Apresentação,confrontação, ponto de virada, resolução… Alguém aqui já ouviu falar em um tal de Syd Field? Pois eu explico. Ele é um americano que ganha fortunas analisando roteiros para grandes estúdios. Sid Field desenvolveu uma espécie de guia do roteiro para um filme de sucesso. Mas que diabos esse cara tem a ver com elfos, hobbits, ents, anões…?

Funciona mais ou menos assim:
Não gostou do Faramir do mal ? Culpe o Syd Field.
Não gostou dos Ents tapados ? Culpe o Syd Field.
Não gostou dos elfos em Helm ? Culpe o Syd Field.
Tá bom tá bom…a culpa não é do cara, é do barbudo do PJ.
Tá bom, não é do PJ, é do cinema comercial americano.
Tá.Então a culpa é dos grandes investidores de Hollywood, dos capitalistas selvagens,do outro Barbudo (o presidente), da alta do dólar, do Felipão, do Gianechinne,do Gerald Thomas…

Bom, vamos ao filme. Essa resenha trata de "As Duas Torres" como obra cinematográfica e não dos faniquitos puristas que o filme vem provocando. Eu vou falar aqui como um cara interessado em cinema,pernosticamente metido a crítico, mas que tem a seu favor um conhecimento da obra original de certa forma privilegiado.Eu não sou o critico de cinema, mas dado a minha afinidade pela sétima arte, vou ousar interpretar esse papel.E nesse papel eu tenho uma vantagem em relação aos críticos convencionais.Ou seja, sou um de vocês.Não sou nenhum Mormegil ou Deriel, mas li os livros, ousei me meter com alguns letters, e já troquei idéia com alguns papas sobre a obra de Tolkien aqui no Brasil.Então vamos ao que interessa.

"O Senhor dos Anéis" o filme.

Você é contra ou a favor?Por que a primeira coisa a fazer é escolher um lado. Alguns alegam que por ser impossível traduzir Tolkien para o cinema,preservando a integridade da obra e seu "sentido real", o filme nunca deveria existir.Neste lado estão os puristas e nosso caro e recém aparecido amigo dragão malvado (Ancalagon, das listas de discussão), que conta com todo meu respeito, apesar de não compartilhar da minha opinião. Outros , acreditando que a transcrição para a mídia cinematográfica seja possível, respeitando a obra e preservando sua essência, admitem a adaptação.Acontece que a maioria define de forma subjetiva e pessoal o que considera respeito e preservação do "sentido real" da obra.Sumir com o Bombadil é desrespeito ? Então passem pro lado dos puristas. Éomer ser banido é desrespeito ? Então vão pro time do dragão mau. Pois para filmar uma obra com a dimensão épica de "O Senhor dos Anéis", a estrutura de produção e a grana do cinemão comercial se tornam indispensáveis.Esse cinemão comercial é uma industria, e como tal funciona para dar lucro.

Aí entra em cena nosso amigo Syd Field: Confrontação, pontos de virada, clímax…tudo isso tem que estar presente na apresentação do roteiro para o homem que vai assinar o cheque e liberar a grana para a produção do filme. Então, cada alteração feita na obra, não é gratuita.A intenção é; alem de compatibilizar a estória com a linguagem cinematográfica, também viabilizar o filme comercialmente, adequando ao gosto do publico através das formulas desenvolvidas pelos Syd Fields de Hollywood.

Mas e aí? Quer dizer que temos que aceitar todas as alterações sem choro. Bom, também não é assim.O que devemos é analisar as alterações sobre o ponto de vista da contribuição feita em favor da linguagem cinematográfica.E para nos certificarmos que essa alteração funciona temos que pensar no filme como filme e não como livro.Por que essa mudança? Será que feriu demais o sentido da obra? Não havia outra solução ? Será que alguns pontos da obra esquecidos no filme não poderiam ser utilizados em favor da linguagem cinematográfica. Mas e a adaptação e a fidelidade a obra original? Na verdade para se adaptar qualquer livro para o cinema a única imposição é pagar pelos direitos autorais. Não, ninguém é obrigado a ser fiel a nada.Existem propostas de adaptação que se apoiam no antagonismo da obra original para dizer exatamente o contrario (ou o mesmo).Porem essa não é a proposta de PJ que se assume como um respeitos fã de Tolkien.No entanto ele sempre afirmou estar nos apresentando a sua interpretação de Tolkien, o que os dispensa dos "Letters" e de tentar dissecar o pensamento de Tolkien. De qualquer forma ele se propõe a nos mostrar o que ele entendeu da obra e não a reescrevê-la alegando que falto "isso" ou "aquilo" na obra original. Resumindo,a proposta do barbudo ( o diretor ,não o presidente), é colocar no filme a sua visão sobre a obra de Tolkien, não a visão do próprio Tolkien.Assim ele se compromete a respeitar o que entendeu da obra e não acrescentar o que não concorda. Então vamos tentar entender essas alterações.

Éomer é banido de Rohan.

Foi um processo de simplificação.Isso resolve um grande problema para a adaptação.Por um lado PJ diminui a confusão de nomes na cabeça da platéia ao eliminar Erkebrand, substituindo-o por Éomer.Por outro lado, ressalta o conflito entre o personagem e seu tio e intensifica o drama.Alem do mais a narrativa dos acontecimentos que conduzem a Helm , se livra de desenvolver mais cenas de ação e atos heróicos para serem divididos com Aragorn,Gimli e Legolas.Éomer chega no final e isso basta.Ele funciona como o leal Marechal de Théoden, e vem pra salvar a pátria.

Baixou um santo em Théoden e Gandalf expulsou o capeta.

Uma forma menos sutil para mostrar a influência de Saruman sobre o senhor de Rohan.Como cinema não dispõe do mesmo tempo que a literatura, a sutileza fica pra quem leu o livro. De bônus, PJ ainda soma conflito ao filme, pois confronta Gandalf e Saruman.Eis ai um ingrediente da tal "formula" Syd Field.Isso funciona para as platéias.Mas uma coisa há de se dizer.No ponto de vista técnico, aquele rejuvenescimento do Théoden não convenceu…sei não.Tem novela da Globo que faz isso melhor.

Polteirgeists nos Pântanos Mortos.

Aqui PJ exercita sua verve trash.Meio obvio aquele olho de defunto abrindo de surpresa.Frodo caindo no pântano e sendo envolvido pelos "poltergeists" é só mais uma necessidade de PJ de adicionar ação e suspense para a narrativa mais linear do filme.Mais uma concessão a "formula".Frodo,Sam e Gollum rumo a Mordor.

Vazando de Edoras e …é o lobo…é o lobo.

Uma das m
elhores alterações do filme.Além de servir para mais uma piada referência para os fãs (as anãs barbadas), serve para desenvolver a motivação do triangulo Aragorn/Arwen/Éowyn. PJ bota mais pimenta nessa relação arrumando um motivo para mostrar Aragorn como um homem "descomprometido".Fica claro que ele fez a opção de liberar Arwen do mundo mortal dos homens, fica a dúvida na relação (para a platéia que não leu o livro), e fica uma suposta separação.Isso abre caminho para o interesse de Éowyn e intensifica a dúvida sobre o destino desse romance (embora nós, leitores de Tolkien saibamos como isso acabará).Alem do mais acena com uma chance para Éowyn, e cria o suspense sobre essa relação.Essa é mais uma das adequações ao publico do cinema comercial (formula de novo).Mas o que mais me agrada é a forma como PJ trabalha o envolvimento da platéia quando aponta a câmera para as aflições e angustias do povo de Rohan.A cena do ataque dos Wargs (é o lobo…é o lobo…) além de ser heróica e de dar arrepios, é conduzida de forma inédita em filmes de fantasia. O desespero do povo e a preparação das tropas é mostrada através de uma câmera na mão,nervosa e de forma quase documental (lembrem de "Soldado Ryan).O filme quase deixa de ser fantasia para existir de fato.A cena é tão forte que torna a trilha dispensável.Então, nesse ponto a montagem alimenta o suspense cortando para a aproximação dos Wargs ,e mostra um Legolas impassível, como a câmera que agora desenvolve movimentos elegantes e suaves.Isso sim é cinema dos bons.Senti algumas farpas ao Legolas voador juntando-se a Gimli em seu cavalo.Mas nada diferente das mesmas reclamações que ouvi no cinema 20 anos atrás, quando Indiana Jones passou por debaixo de um caminhão em movimento e que hoje é uma cena clássica.

Sonhando com Arwen, acordando com Brego.

Isso é um desenvolvimento do personagem. Funciona mais para desenvolver o relacionamento amoroso (de novo seguindo a formula Hollywood) do que criar suspense sobre o sumiço de Aragorn.Nem mesmo quem não leu o livro cai no truque do "será que ele morreu?"Mas Éowyn cai, e ai está a razão principal para a queda de Aragon do precipício. É a oportunidade para trazer a tona o dilema amoroso de Aragorn e transferir angustia para seus companheiros. Mas teve uma coisa ai que eu não entendi até agora.POR QUE DIABOS BREGO VIROU UM CAVALO ? A questão não é tanto a troca do cavalo, mas a inutilidade de dar ao bicho o nome do filho de Eorl.Em nada isso acrescenta a estória.Sobe em uma lista americana sobre o filme que há mais sobre essa relação entre Aragorn e o cavalo.Ele seria o cavalo de Théoden, que só aceitaria ser montado por Aragorn em agradecimento por este o libertar.Isso tá mais pra Scadufax e Gandalf.Certamente PJ queria reforçar as virtudes de Aragorn com essa sequência que acabou de fora da montagem original.Mas será que a platéia precisa de mais essa dica do PJ? Isso é formula sim, e me pareceu desnecessário, ainda mais quando na montagem final o diretor resolve cortar a sequência que justificaria a relação entre Aragorn e Brego…e sim.. POR QUE O POBRE COITADO DO FILHO DE EORL VIROU UM CAVALO ?

Os Ents são umas toupeiras.

Syd Field de novo. Mas uma pra adequar o filme.Dessa vez é mais uma necessidade de estrutura do roteiro.São três historias paralelas certo ? Aragorn e cia, Frodo e cia e Pippin e Merry.Pois PJ achou melhor contar essas historias de modo que todas conduzissem a um clímax ao mesmo tempo ao invés de optar por estabelecer o clímax apenas onde ele acontecia.Então na jornada de Pippin e Merry ele transfere as grandes decisões de Fangorn para os dois hobbits, para que estes não sejam meros espectadores e colaborassem com estória de forma mais gloriosa que beber água de ent.Isso é pra criar uma empatia e gerar uma identificação entre a platéia e os hobbits.Infelizmente é assim que funciona o cinema comercial.Porem tem outra coisa com os ents que me incomodou…eu tive a impressão de que Barbárvore era primo de Gimli.Isso que dá escolher o mesmo ator para interpretar personagens diferentes no mesmo filme.Acho que foi o V. que deu a ótima sugestão do James Earl Jones para a voz do Barbárvore.Barbárvore com a voz de Darth Vader….ia ser maneiro.

Ué? Que que os elfos tão fazendo aí?

Uma das mais polêmicas.Como dirias a Lasgalen (ou foi a Belba), a "Última Aliança" virou "Penúltima Aliança".Por que? Pra dar um ar mais chique na batalha ? Pra criar uma alegoria de união entre os povos? Vamos a isso.Os elfos lutaram sim contra Sauron.Teve guerra na Floresta das Trevas.Porem foi mais um ato de defesa e auto preservação. No DDD entre Valfenda e Lorien, Elrond e Galadriel concordam que se ficarem de braços cruzados eles também vão rodar.Então o envio de tropas a Helm passa a ser um ato de auto preservação dos elfos.Tá bom.Então o PJ teve até o cuidado de fundamentar essa ação.Mas a que custo ? E com que retorno? Não posso crer que isso acrescente tanto aos parâmetros comerciais do filme.A alteração funciona para criar uma escala de tensão na preparação para a guerra em Helm.Rohan está sem esperanças, velhos e crianças são chamados a batalha para defender as muralhas, então.Plim…chegam os elfos.Surge um nova esperança.Mas por que tem que ser elfos?Podiam ser homens.Uma parte das tropas de Éomer quem sabe? Não seria nenhuma façanha ajustar o roteiro para justificar uma nova esperança que não os elfos.Claro que mudaria a estória original, mas não alteraria um conceito que parece tão caro para o autor: O cansaço dos elfos.Estes estão se separando definitivamente do mundo dos homens.Isso tá claro no Silmarillion onde PJ foi beber pra nos brindar com outras referências (vide a Chama de Udun e a referência a Luthien no dvd estendido).Então isso não pode ter passado despercebido mesmo na leitura particular do barbudo (o diretor, não o outro).Pra mim parece mais que ele cedeu a tentação do Um anel de Syd Field e fingiu que isso não era importante.Então PJ se apoia nos elfos para conseguir uma maior empatia da platéia remetendo aos gloriosos dias da Última Aliança.De lambuja ainda faz Haldir de mártir para morrer na batalha e provocar mais envolvimento a platéia (sim, formula).Mas será que esse isso realmente acrescenta tanto ao filme ? Creio que o PJ superlativou a importância de usar os elfos e remeter aos dias antigos.Pois mesmo a luz da analise do filme como filme,não posso crer que uma proposta de adaptação altere a obra original gratuitamente.Nesse caso eu aceito a alteração, mas não havia necessidade de nos impor elfos e romper tanto com a obra se haviam outras alternativas.Bom, eu já tava concluindo esse texto quando chega uma entrevista do PJ justifi
cando essa e outras alterações.Ele alega que a inclusão dos elfos em Helm é para criar um empatia com Arwen (e o romance com Aragorn).Ainda assim acredito que PJ tá superestimando a necessidade dessa empatia.


Tem que falar da batalha? Dizer o que? Funciona muito bem.Inevitáveis e deliciosas as cenas de videogame onde "Los Três Amigos" dizimam centenas de orcs…É pra gente gritar uuruuu e bater palmas.Que se dane se é mentira.Cinema é mentira mesmo.Nessa hora não tem nada de tão lírico ou cerebral que nos imponha um julgamento mais lógico da cena.A platéia já assimilou isso, e nesses casos tem que funcionar assim mesmo.Muita ação, muita adrenalina e pouco cérebro.É o cinema como catarse coletiva.E a prova disso são os gritos e os aplausos no Legolas skatista ou no Gimli recém arremessado e liquidificador de orcs. Quando o assunto é ação e aventura, o filme faz jus aos clássicos do western,as matinês de Flash Gordon, os filmes da sessão da tarde, a Gunga Din, a Guerra nas Estrelas ou mesmo a Indiana Jones (quem não lembra da cena da espada). É o mocinho sentando a mão e o vilão apanhando. Novamente alguns grunhidos contra o Legolas snowboarder radical, mas nesse momento que o filme se assume como ação essa cena funciona muito bem pois levanta a platéia e provoca êxtases. Quanto ao Gimli e as piadinhas…exagero dizer que o personagem esteja descaracterizado.PJ faz humor com a baixa estatura dele, mas mantém a dignidade do anão.Ele é o mesmo guerreiro implacável e passional do livro.Ops…vale também a lembrança do orc olímpico…mas isso passou.

O Personagem-Que-Era-Pra-Ser-Faramir (essa frase eu peguei emprestada do Deriel).

Ai….ai….ai…. por que ó destino cruel, puseste essa epítome (obrigado de novo Deriel) do absurdo na caraminhola do barbudo (não o presidente, o outro).Mais uma vez eu clamo pelo bom senso.Se tem que mudar, muda, mas se não tem que mudar…pra que? Bom, a necessidade de conduzir três narrativas paralelas (Aragorn e cia, Pippin e Merry, Frodo e cia) força PJ a criar um clímax pra cada uma dessas narrativas.Pois é, mais da "formula do como fazer um filme de sucesso".E qual foi a solução do PJ ?O clímax está na resolução de Faramir.A tomada de decisão de liberar Frodo.Mas precisava disso? Ao mesmo tempo que intensifica o drama por criar medo (nesse caso o temor dos hobbits por estarem sob a mercê de Faramir), PJ perde a chance de intensificar o drama por compaixão.O interrogatório de Frodo poderia render uma cena emocionada sobre nobreza e a dor de um irmão.Tudo isso no mesmo tempo que PJ reservou para transformar Faramir em mais uma vítima da tentação do Um Anel. Pois fica claro que essa também é a intenção do PJ, como se o Um Anel precisasse de mais elementos na narrativa para provar seu poder. Pois se fosse para desenvolver o clímax, o fizesse com uma aventura de Frodo, até mesmo em Osgiliath, até mesmo com o Nazgûl mas não precisava trocar a personalidade de Faramir.Ficou parecendo que este agiu da mesma forma que Boromir e só mudou de idéia pois, ao contrario de Faramir teve a sorte de testemunhar o poder do anel. Isso é importante pro filme ? Não.O importante no caso de PJ e a formula que ele está seguindo, é estabelecer um clímax, e isso poderia ser feito preservando o Faramir da obra. Assim como no caso dos elfos em Helm, leio agora a entrevista de PJ.Não há nada a acrescentar.Ele alega as mesmas razões que deduzi.Criar um clímax e aumentar a carga dramática dessa cena….Porem agora surge uma nova informação de que em "O Retorno do Rei " teremos conflitos entre pais e filhos. Não seria exagero imaginar que entre estes conflitos está a discórdia entre Faramir e Denethor, o que cria uma grande oportunidade para PJ trazer de volta o Faramir original, conflitando a reação extrema de Denethor (alguém duvida que seja a pena de morte para o filho?) com os ideais e a escolha do filho.Mas como essa resenha trata apenas do segundo filme, PJ é culpado até que prove sua inocência.

A cavalgada de Théoden…o videogame acabou.

Tá bom. Eu disse lá em cima que quando o filme se assume como pura ação e aventura, tudo vira mentira e isso é que é legal.Mas caramba…agora estamos retornando ao lírico e ao épico.Aqui é o momento de tornar o filme crível de novo, esse é o verdadeiro clímax do filme.É a conquista do que parecia impossível. Então, para esta sequência, esqueçam o videogame, esqueçam a mentira e nos façam acreditar que a cavalgada de Théoden pode ser invencível. Este é o caso mais evidente onde PJ deixa de lado o que Tolkien escreveu em nome da "linguagem cinematográfica", quando deveria fazer uso da obra para fortalecer o filme.E o desafio de Aragorn é exatamente isso.Fica meio complicado aquela sequência final da batalha com Théoden e Aragorn atropelando orcs como num videogame.Game Over…Aqui não tem vez pra Nintendo ou Playstation.Essa farra era para as cenas de batalha onde a adrenalina falava mais alto e o filme se assumia como divertimento puro e simples. Nesse trecho isso não vale, pois não torna a sequência crível quando o filme se assume lírico e épico. O que afasta os orcs e bárbaros no livro, é o terror provocado pelo desafio de Aragorn, a aurora e a trombeta de Helm.É a combinação desses acontecimentos que nos faz crer que Théoden pode avançar de forma tão implacável…Vamos ao livro:

"O poder e uma realeza tão grandes revelaram-se em Aragorn (…) que muitos bárbaros pararam,e olharam por sobre os ombros para trás(…)outros olharam para o céu cheios de dúvidas. Então ,repentino e terrível(…) ecoou o som da grande trombeta de Helm.E todos que escutaram aquele som tremeram.Muitos orcs se jogaram ao chão cobrindo os ouvidos com as garras." Isso fez falta no filme.Isso nos faz entender a cavalgada de Théoden e por que ele conseguiu irromper as fileiras inimigas.Faltou o desafio.Faltou o pânico nos rostos dos inimigos, o close dos orcs apavorados,quando soou a trombeta (alias uma desnecessária atribuição dessa tarefa a Gimli, com o provável intuito de equilibrar as ótimas piadas sobre sua estatura preservando sua dignidade).Faltou isso tudo pra justificar o sucesso da cavalgada de Théoden. E onde tem espaço pra isso no filme?Diminuindo as cenas de batalha, diminuindo as cenas do romance Aragorn/Arwen, diminuindo até mesmo a deliciosa sequência do coelho cozido ou a aparição de Scadufax, claras reverências a nós fãs mas que não são tão fundamentais ao filme quanto o desafio de Aragorn.Afinal, é ali o grande clímax dessa estória.A virada da maré que Gandalf cita no livro e no filme…(tá, ou quase isso)

Seu Sam ? Esse cara é bicha…

Tá.Discordem deste pretensioso e arrogante metido a critic
o cinematográfico.Alias, nem a esse papel eu to me prestando.Isso tá mais pra uma tese de mestrado que uma critica de um filme.Título: "As Duas Torres de PJ.Uma análise descritiva do roteiro." Pois bem, me queimem na fogueira mas escutem o que digo.Aqui reside o maior erro de Peter Jackson da Silva Barbosa Lima Soares Fonseca Sauro. E eu não estou falando do "seu Sam".Eu andei fuçando uma lista americana e outra inglesa sobre o filme e soube que lá ninguém riu nessa parte.Então por que no Brasil isso aconteceu?Por que aqui o Sam ficou parecendo um boiola?Pois os ingleses e americanos enxergaram em "o seu Sam" nada mais do que "seu leal servo e amigo Sam".Por questões culturais (que não nos desmerecem mais que os gringos), nós interpretamos "uma relação de afeto carnal".Ou seja, pra gente "seu Sam" quer dizer "o tesão enrustido de Sam".É complicado entender isso já que a maioria não pensou o mesmo quando leu a mesma frase (seu Sam) no livro.Mas no fundo a culpa disso não é do PJ pois é mais uma questão de tradução ou de herança cultural. Mas onde está a chance pra chutar o barbudo na barriga ? Quer saber? Não sei quanto a vocês mas pra mim PJ me chamou de idiota.Ele duvidou da minha capacidade de entender aquilo que está tão claro na obra de Tolkien. O discurso final de Sam, começa citando o livro.Tá tudo bem até que o barbudo (não o presidente,o outro) resolve contribuir com sua fantástica eloquência (valeu Mormegil). Pois no livro, Sam diz mais o menos isso: "Acho que eles (os personagens das grandes histórias) , como nós tiveram um monte de oportunidade de dar as costas e não o fizeram.E se tivessem feito não saberíamos pois eles seriam esquecidos".

Pois isso não basta ?Isso não revela mais do que suficiente sobre o autruísmo dos personagens. A escolha de continuar em frente não está sendo feita apesar de ser a mais difícil? Mas PJ emenda um final de discurso sobre "bem no mundo e que vale a pena lutar por ele". Pera lá…Isso é necessário?Será que o discurso original não torna isso implícito? Mas o barbudo (o deles, não o nosso) acredita que a gente não pode entender isso, e então mastiga tudo bem bonitinho pra gente.Ele torna o filme descritivo em excesso, subestimando a capacidade de entendimento da platéia. Por que? Isso é formula.É a tal necessidade de garantir que todo mundo entenda tudinho ,tim tim por tim tim. Como se isso não bastasse ainda tem outro problema.Sean Austin não é Ian McKellen, pra segurar um "monólogo" daqueles, e as imagens se tornam um resumo do clímax das três narrativas que tem obrigatoriamente que culminar no mesmo ponto.Copolla fez isso em "O Poderoso Chefão", mas foi mais feliz e mais autônomo. Pois em "As duas torres" , exatamente onde o lírico clama por uma metáfora visual que liberte a platéia, PJ é acadêmico e comercial, pois opta por simplificar e limitar a capacidade imaginativa do expectador. Onde Tolkien é forte,ou seja no subtexto,no pequeno detalhe e no minimalismo, PJ é obvio demais. É como pegar uma peça de Tcheckov, que construía seus personagens mais pelo que escondia do que revelava, e desenvolver uma narração em off contando exatamente o que cada personagem sentia. Onde estão os planos gerais como metáfora da confrontação entre a pequenez dos personagens e a grandiosidade do cenário no qual estes mesmos personagens parecessem diminutos em suas jornadas? Pois eu respondo…Naufragaram na necessidade de seguir uma formula. Funciona?Sim.Mas Kelly Key também funciona. Então, baba baby, baba.

The end.

Querem saber ? PJ tem seus méritos sim.Como já foi dito antes, ele é bom em falar do "mal".É a verve trash presente nas cenas de batalhas e na representação de tudo que é a antítese do bem (thanks Deriel).Ele é ótimo nas cenas de ação, quando a adrenalina é o que vale.Ele acerta em investir no dilema de Gollum. Mas então ele extrapola, pois cria elfos sanguinários(Gil-Galad virou Freddy Krueger) e para intensificar a carga dramática insiste no conflito pelo mal não pelo bem (vide o dilema de Faramir).Mas ele acerta a mão quando reverencia os grandes mestres (Ford, Lean Kurosawa) na composição dos grandes planos gerais.Ao mesmo tempo se mostra contemporâneo e "muderno" (quase parece filme do Dogma) na sequência do ataque dos Wargs. Mas na hora de fazer o balanço final, vejam lá em cima quantas vezes as palavras "formula","Syd Field" ou "adequação" aparecem. Esta "formula", impôs o tal clímax final onde convergissem as três narrativas, e forçou a maioria das mudanças. Pois ai é que está a diferença.Teoricamente, a arte deve ser independente de formulas, convenções sociais ou imposições comerciais.Mas isso é um discurso desgastado após a utopia sessentista e os anos pós globalização. Pois se a gente não pode dissociar o filme das limitações que o cinemão pipoca impõe, então tolerância é a palavra chave para uma análise final.

Claro que a gente deve olhar para as opções do barbudo (o largado, não o do Armani) e tentar entender as razões e pressões escusas que este sofreu.Talvez PJ tenha sido forçado a seguir a "formula" , desde o inicio ,quando apresentou o roteiro original para os três filmes. Quanta expectativa não criei ao saber do sucesso de bilheteria do primeiro filme, o que teoricamente daria a PJ mais liberdade para "As Duas Torres". Hoje deposito minhas esperanças na hipótese do barbudo (o de lá, não o de cá) ter escolhido o segundo filme como destino para a maioria das limitações criativas impostas por Hollywood. É complicado analisar um filme que só se completa com as três partes e as 9 horas de duração previstas. Porem fica a sensação de que "As Duas Torres", como um filme independente dos outros dois, seguiu muito mais no seguro caminho das formulas comerciais do que seu antecessor.Fica a sensação de que se ousou menos do que merecia o filme.Ainda mais em um filme que tem como idéia central, resistir a tentação da escolha mais fácil, e seguir o caminho correto. Principalmente por que a escolha mais fácil seria dar as costas, voltar pra casa e ser esquecido.

Sim,sim,sim…apêndice.De quem é a culpa afinal? Pois se você. continua a favor do filme, continua a favor das modificações, pois elegeu PJ como seu representante na realização do filme. Era ele, ou ele…Não tinha muita opção.E ele ganhou.Foi dele a idéia de filmar a obra, o que pôs si só já é uma ousadia.Pois é…eu fiquei alguns meses esperando pelo filme. Então entrei o clima, assumi o filme e elegi o PJ. Era isso ou nada.Eu escolhi o isso, e não o nada. Então eu esqueço o dólar , esqueço o Gianechinni, esqueço os capitalistas de Hollywoo
d e o Syd Field. Pois é…Também esqueço o PJ e assumo a culpa.Num fui eu que pedi o filme? Então esse sapo barbudo (o deles não o nosso) eu vou ter que engolir. Alguém mais tá servido ?

[Duque DécioZico95 Calça J. Quadradix]

A Sociedade do Anel em 2 horas, o roteiro

Em uma entrevista, Peter Jackson disse que era obrigado contratualmente a fazer uma versão final de apenas 2 horas. Mas no final, graças a Deus, o filme ficou com as 3 horas que todos conhecemos.

Mas a ídeia de se mostrar o primeiro livro em apenas 2 horas é por demais assustadora. Vamos tentar imaginar como seria…


Frodo: Olá, Gandalf!
Gandalf: Bilbo, dê a ele seu anel.
Bilbo: Ok. Tchau!
Gandalf: Vejo você no Ponêi Saltitante, Frodo.

Frodo: Lálala. (caminhando pela floresta)
Nazgul: Buuu!
Frodo: Eeeek!
Merry: (Surge do nada) Eeeek!
Pippin: (idem) Eeeek!
Sam: Ha ha, Não pode nos pegar agora!

Tom Bombadil: Olá amiguinhos!
Frodo: Sem tempo pra você, seu anormal.
Tom Bombadil: (desaparece)

Saruman: Vê, tudo que eu preciso fazer é riscar este "BOM" do meu cartão de visitas e escrever "MAL", e estarei preparado.
Gandalf: Eu não tinha notado isso antes…
Saruman: Com licença um segundo, eu tenho que inspecionar meu vasto exército de Orcs e maquinário de guerra que estão em segredo.
Gandalf: oh, ele bem que poderia me aprisionar no topo de uma torre alta sem paredes…assim ele não iria prever que uma águia poderia vir me salvar, o que seria impossível se estivesse preso em um calabouço subterraneo e…oh, espere…

Frodo: (sussurrando) Falem baixo.
Pippin: (gritanto) e não mencionamos seu nome verdadeiro, né?
Merry: (gritando) ou qualquer coisa sobre o UmAnel, certo?
Aragorn: Isso. Não mencionem o UmAnel (risos)
Tudo bem. Eu vou salvar vocês.

Pippin: (chorando) Falta muito?
Nazgul: Ha ha ha. Nos dê o Anel, seu verme.
Frodo: Pedras e paus podem me machucar, mas palavras não vão me…AAaaargh…
Sam: Hmm, parece que espadas também funcionam.
Aragorn: Vão embora seus malvados!
Nazgul: Nós cinco temos que fugir, pois fomos excedidos em número por este único guardião.
[page]Frodo: Nossa, estamos em Valfenda!
Merry: Ah, foi fácil.
Pippin: Não comece…
Sam: Elvos são tãaao legais!
Elrond: Dêem o fora daqui, não quero problemas.
Gimli: Você não pode expulsa-los enquanto eu estiver aqui!
Legolas: O mesmo para mim!
Elrond: Tudo bem, TODOS PRA FORA!!
Gandalf: Mas…acabamos de chegar.
Boromir: Eu vou me convidar a sair com eles. Nenhuma razão especial.
Certamente não por causa dessa voz na minha mente que fala sobre pegar o anel. De jeito nenhum.
Aragorn: Vejam, eles consertaram minha espada, Uhuuu!

Frodo: Que cenário lindo, a paisagem, as folhas a…(bum), minha cabeça…
Pippin: De onde diabos veio essa neve toda??
Gandalf: Não me culpem, quem poderia imaginar que as montanhas seriam assim geladas no topo?
Gimli: Eu falei que deveríamos ir pelas minas.
Aragorn: Deixem o anão seguir seu caminho.
Legolas: Tá, que seja. Apenas abra esta porta.
Gimli: Hmmm..não tenho idéia de como entrar…
Boromir: Que bando de imbecis.
Gandalf: Claro (aplica explosivos) [POOF]Sam: Grande mágica…

Merry: Ooooo, anões mortos por aqui!
Gimli: Buaaaaá.
Gandalf: Ai…
Orcs: Oh, que maravilha, estávamos famintos. Você tem alguma idéia do quão difícil é manter um exército alimentado nestas minas abandonadas??
Boromir: (corta)
Legolas: (atira)
Gimli: (decepa)
Frodo: AAAaaaahh!
Aragorn: Oh não, o portador do Anel pereceu, nossa busca falhou!!
Frodo: Nhé Nhé. Eu fiz o velho truque da lança-enfiada-no-colete-de-prata, e deitei aqui em vez de ajudar vocês…muito engraçado, não?
Balrog: Droga, eu estava dormindo tão gostoso…ISSO REALMENTE ME DEIXA PUTO.
Gandalf: Oh, estamos tãaao ferrados…
Aragorn: Não se corrermos! (e corre)
Boromir: Primeira boa idéia que você teve. (corre também)
hobbits: (já lá na frente)
Gandalf: (devagar) Não importa! Não se pode deixar pra trás um demônio correndo!
Legolas: Não precisamos deixar o demônio pra trás . . .
Gimli: . . . só precisamos deixar você.
Balrog: Você já era, Mago. (puxa Gandalf pro abismo)
Aragorn: A tristeza recai sobre nós, Gandalf caiu!
Frodo: Eu estou bem.
Sam: É, vamos embora, não tem comida aqui.
[page]Legolas: Maravilhosas essas árvores!
Gimli: e cheias de Elfos assassinos.
Celeborn: Nos disseram que viriam…na verdade nos ALERTARAM sobre isso.
Galadriel: Eu conheço vocês melhor que vocês mesmos.
Sam: Você não tem nada melhor pra fazer não??
Galadriel: Acorde Frodo, e olhe no espelho.
Frodo: Caraca, ninguém pode dormir em paz por aqui? De que espelho você está falando?? Dessa banheira de passarinho cheia dágua?
Galadriel: Mas ele mostra imagens mágicas de coisas que podem ser ou não!
Frodo: Você é louca né? Aqui, pegue o Anel.
Galadriel: Não devo. (põe a mão no rosto) Eu poderia ficar com uma voz horrível.
Frodo: Ah, ótimo, então eu fico com ele…
Celeborn: Hora de ir embora!!

Pippin: (cantando) Rema rema rema o barco, pelo rio abaixo-
Gimli: Cala essa boca! Sete horas disso é o suficiente.
Aragorn: Todo esse cenário lindo me traz um mal pressentimento.
Boromir: Me dê o Anel!
Frodo: Note que tão logo eu ponha o Anel, não só me tornarei invisível como sairei do seu alcance.
Boromir: Arrrrrgghhh! Eu só estou tentando salvar meu reino!
Onde tem um pedaço de pau onde eu possa cair e bater a cabeça para voltar ao normal?
Ah, esse aqui serve (bam!)…oh, Frodo, volte, me desculpe!
Frodo: A melhor coisa agora é ir para o lugar mais perigoso do mundo.
Sam: Tô nessa. (eles vão)
SuperOrcs: Morte!Morte!Morte!
Merry: Socorro! Socorro! Vamos cobrir a fuga deles (balança sua pequena espada de maneira patética)
Pippin: Irgh! Olha só o tamanho desses caras, estamos ferrados.
Boromir: Não temam, pequenos Hobbits, Eu soprarei minha corneta e seremos resgatados por soldados…que estão…a milhares………de…milhas….é..acho que já era, sorte pra vocês. (Boromir morre)
Legolas: Olhem para mim! Cara, eu sou demais!.
Gimli: Eu sou amigo da natureza — sangue faz a grama crescer.
Aragorn: Parece que Frodo foi embora. Bem, nem a pau eu ponho o pé em Mordor, então vamos extamente na direção oposta.
Legolas: Ok.
Gimli: Claro.


É, acho que isso cabe em duas horas!

A Sociedade do Anel – parte 2/2

[Scene – outside Moria]

Gimli: The walls of Moria!

[Fellowship walks by the side of the lake. Frodo’s foot slips into the water]

Frodo: [gasp] [Gandalf makes out an outline of the doors]

Gandalf: Now, let’s see. Ithildin — it mirrors only starlight and moonlight.

[Moon appears. Doors illuminate]

Gandalf: It reads "The doors of Durin – Lord of Moria. Speak friend and enter."

Merry: What do you suppose that means?

Gandalf: Oh it’s quite simple. If you are a friend you speak the password and the doors will open.

Gandalf: Annon Edhellen edro hi ammen! (Gate of the Elves open now for me!)

[Doors stay closed. Gandalf begins to push it with his staff] [After a while, the Fellowship lay seated around the doors or near the lake, still waiting for Gandalf to open it]

Gandalf: Ando Eldarinwa a lasta quettanya, Fenda Casarinwa! (Gate of Elves listen to my word, Threshold of Dwarves!)

Aragorn: [unhitches Bill’s bridle] The mines are no place for a pony, even one so brave as Bill.

Sam: Bye, bye Bill

Aragorn: Go on, Bill, go on. Don’t worry Sam, he knows the way home.

[Merry throws a stone into the water. Pippin follows suit but Aragorn stops him]

Aragorn: Do not disturb the water.

Gandalf: [exasperated] Oh, it’s useless!

[Frodo stands and looks at the writings intently]Frodo: It’s a riddle. Speak "friend" and enter. What’s the Elvish word for friend?

Gandalf: Mellon

[The doors open. Fellowship enters Moria]

Gimli: Soon master elf you will enjoy the fabled hospitality of the dwarves. Roaring fires, malt beer, ripe meat off the bone. This, my friend, is the home of my cousin Balin. And they call it a mine. A mine!

Boromir: This is no mine, it’s a tomb!

[Dwarf corpses litter the floor]

Gimli: Oh! No! Noooo!!!

[Legolas picks up an arrow]

Legolas: Goblins!

[Legolas, Aragorn and Boromir draw out their swords]

Boromir: We make for the Gap of Rohan. We should never have come here.

[Something stirs in the water behind the Hobbits]

Boromir: Now get out, get out!

[Frodo is grabbed by the Watcher in the water] [page]

Sam, Merry, and Pippin: Frodo!

Sam: Strider! [hacks at tentacle] Get off him!

[Fellowship fights against the Watcher]

Frodo: aah!

Merry: Aragorn!

Frodo: Aah! Ungh! Aah! Argh! Aah!

Boromir: [slices a tentacle] [Fellowship battle it out against the Watcher in the Water. It finally releases Frodo and the hobbit lands right onto Boromir’s arms]

Gandalf: Into the Mines!

Boromir: Legolas!

[The Watcher slams the Gates shut. The Fellowship races inside the entrance. Slabs of rock drop; the roof of the passageway collapses. Total darkness falls. Then Gandalf again lights the piece of quartz that he picked up on the shore the first time they went in. We see the startled faces of the Fellowship and the first flight of stairs, with corpses strewn about]

Gandalf: We now have but one choice. We must face the long dark of Moria. Be on your guard. There are older and fouler things than orcs in the deep places of the world.

Gandalf: Quietly now. It’s a four-day journey to the other side. Let us hope that our presence may go unnoticed.

[The Fellowship is seen entering a great cavern with a serpentine walkway down through the middle. Cut to the Fellowship climbing up steep steps on the side of a cavern with its many buildings and stalagmites above them. Pippin looses his footing and slips onto Merry]

Merry: Pippin!

[On the fourth day of their journey, the Fellowship climbs another flight of stairs to a crossroads in the mine: three portals loom before them]

Gandalf: I have no memory of this place

[The Fellowship rests while Gandalf tries to decide their course]

Pippin: Are we lost?

Merry: I think we are.

Sam: Shh, Gandalf’s thinking.
Pippin: Merry?

Merry: What?

Pippin: I’m hungry.

[Frodo looks down into the cavern and sees a small figure leaping from stone to stone. Startled, he walks over to where Gandalf is sitting]

Frodo: There’s something down there.

Gandalf: It’s Gollum.

Frodo: Gollum?

Gandalf: He’s been following us for three days.

Frodo: He escaped the dungeons of Barad-Dur!

Gandalf: Escaped? Or set loose? He hates and loves the ring, as he hates and loves himself. He will never be rid of his need for it.

Frodo: It’s a pity Bilbo didn’t kill him when he had the chance!

Gandalf: Pity? It was pity that stayed Bilbo’s hand. Many that live deserve death, and some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them, Frodo?

Gandalf: Do not be too eager to deal out death and judgement. Even the very wise can not see all ends. My heart tells me that Gollum has some part to play yet, for good or ill, before this is over. The pity of Bilbo may rule the fate of many.

[page] [Frodo sits next to Gandalf]

Frodo: I wish the ring had never come to me. I wish none of this had happened.

Gandalf: So do all who live to see such times, but that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us. There are other forces at work in this world Frodo besides the will of evil. Bilbo was meant to find the ring, in which case you also were meant to have it. And that is an encouraging thought.

Gandalf: Ah! It’s that way.

Merry: He’s remembered!

[The Fellowship heads down the middle passage]

Gandalf: No, but the air doesn’t smell so foul down here. If in doubt, Meriadoc, always follow your nose.

Gandalf: Let me risk a little more light.

[His brightened staff shows a grandiose hall of stone, lined with tall pillars and arched ceilings as far as the eye can see. Members of the Fellowship, including Gimli, react in awe]

Gandalf: Behold the great realm of the dwarf city of Dwarrowdelf.

Sam: That’s an eye opener and no mistake.

[Fellowship walks forward through the hall. Gimli sees a ray of sunlight shining through the Chamber of Mazarbul. Corpses lay scattered about]

Gimli: Haugh!

Gandalf: Gimli!

[Gimli stops, kneels by a crypt]

Gimli: No! No! [sob] No! [sob]

Gandalf: [translates the runes on the tomb] "Here lies Balin, son of Fundin, Lord of Moria." He is dead then. Its as I feared.

Gimli: [wails] [Gandalf gives his staff and hat to Pippin, bends down, and takes from the grasp of a corpse a large and battered book. He opens it and clears the dirt from its pages]

Legolas: [to Aragorn] We must move on, we cannot linger!

Gandalf: [reading] "They have taken the bridge, and the second hall. We have barred the gates, but cannot hold them for long. The ground shakes. Drums, drums in the deep. [turns the page] We cannot get out. A Shadow moves in the dark. We cannot get out…They are coming."

[Pippin touches the arrow, causing first the skull, then the body, then the chain and bucket to go over the side of the well and drop far below, its noises echo from hall to hall. He winces at each new wave of noise. Then silence. The Fellowshi
p begins to relax]

Gandalf: [slams the book shut] Fool of a Took! Throw yourself in next time and rid us of your stupidity!

[Drums echo up from deep below]

Sam: Frodo! [Sting glows blue]

Legolas: Orcs!

[Boromir goes to the door to have a look. Arrows are shot and hits the door near his face]

Aragorn: [to the Hobbits] Get back! Stay close to Gandalf!

[Aragorn, dropping his torch, runs to Boromir and closes the doors. A troll can be heard just outside] [page]

Boromir: They have a cave troll.

[Legolas tosses weapons to Boromir and Aragorn to help blockade the door] [Fellowship draws out their weapons] [Gimli leaps atop Balins tomb and brandishes his axe]

Gimli: Aarrgghhh!!! Let them come! There is one dwarf yet in Moria that still draws breath!

[Orcs begin breaking the door down. Legolas and Aragorn shoot at them through the holes in the door. The orcs break through and the battle begins. The Fellowship engages the orcs] [A cave troll smashes through the doorway. Legolas shoots him; he growls. Sam looks up, sees the troll swinging his mace down at him, and runs under the trolls legs. The troll swings twice at Gimli, but hits first the tomb, then an Orc instead. Fellowship continues to fight the Orcs]

Sam: [hits orcs with skillet] I think I’m getting the hang of this.

[Legolas kills orcs on a ledge on one wall. The troll swings his chain at Legolas, who avoids it until the troll wraps it around a pillar. Legolas stamps the chain tight and then runs along it onto the trolls head. He shoots the troll and then jumps off] [The troll plays hide and seek with Frodo around a pillar, at last grabbing him when Frodo falls on his back into a corner. The troll lifts and drags Frodo]

Frodo: Aragorn? Aragorn!

[Frodo stabs the trolls hand with Sting. The troll drops Frodo]

Aragorn: Frodo! Yaaahh!

[Aragorn grabs a spear from the floor and stabs the troll with it. The troll, infuriated, punches Aragorn across the room. He collapses on the floor. Frodo races after him] [The troll blocks Frodo’s path with his spear, throwing him back. The troll takes aim and stabs Frodo on the chest]

Frodo: [being stabbed] Ungh!

Sam: Frodo? Frodo!

[Frodo slumps to the floor]

Merry and Pippin: Yaahh!

[They leap onto the trolls head and start stabbing him. The troll flails at his head, finally grabbing Merry, swinging him around and throws him to the ground. The Fellowship redoubles its efforts against Orcs and troll. Gandalf and Gimli take turns stabbing at the troll and dodging out of range. Legolas takes aim. With Pippin stabbing the troll one more time on the head, the troll opens its mouth. Legolas delivers the deathblow] [The troll moans then collapses to the ground. Pippin is thrown against the floor and is knocked out. There is a moment of silence. All Orcs are dead or has fled]

Aragorn: Oh no!

[He turns Frodo over. Frodo groans]

Sam: He’s alive!

Frodo: I’m all right, I’m not hurt.

Aragorn: You should be dead! That spear would have skewered a wild boar.

Gandalf: I think there’s more to this hobbit than meets the eye.

[Frodo shows his Mithril shirt]

Gimli: Mithril! You are full of surprises Master Baggins.

[Orcs are once again heard down the hall]

Gandalf: To the bridge of Khazad-dum!

[page] [The Fellowship runs out into Dwarrowdelf again pursued by an army of orcs. The orcs surround the Fellowship but are dismayed and flee. A burning red light appears in the distance]

Boromir: What is this new devilry?

Gandalf: A Balrog- a demon of the ancient world. This foe is beyond any of you. Run!!!

[The Fellowship enters a passageway, then down a flight of steps. Parts of the steps break into a chasm and Boromir nearly falls into one. He was pulled back by Legolas. The Hobbits too stop short of falling in. They take another flight of stairs down. Aragorn and Gandalf bring up the rear]

Aragorn: Gandalf.

Gandalf: Lead them on Aragorn. The bridge is near. Do as I say! Swords are no more use here.

[The Fellowship encounter a gap on the stairs. Legolas leaps forward and lands on the other side]

Legolas: Gandalf.

[Gandalf leaps after him] [Orcs begin shooting at the Fellowship. Legolas shoots back]

Boromir: Merry! Pippin! Hoo-aah!
[He takes Merry and Pippin, one on each side, and leaps forward]

Aragorn: Sam.
[Sam is tossed to the other side caught by Boromir]

Gimli: [to Aragorn] Nobody tosses a dwarf.

[He leaps forward but nearly falls back. Legolas grabs his beard]

Gimli: Not the beard!

[Some of the steps give way. Aragorn and Frodo struggle back. A huge rock falls from behind, cracking the foundation of the stairs Aragorn and Frodo are still on. The stairs start to wobble]

Aragorn: Stay there. Hold on. Hang on! Lean forward!

Boromir: Come on!

[They shifted their weight forward, forcing the stairs to lessen the gap between them and the rest of the Fellowship. They leap and cross to safety. They continue to run down the stairs]

Gandalf: Over the bridge! Fly!

[The Fellowship crosses the bridge. Gandalf turns to face the Balrog][The Balrog growls]

Gandalf: You cannot pass!

Frodo: Gandalf!

[A blazing light radiate from Gandalf’s staff, illuminating the entire bridge]

Gandalf: I am the servant of the secret fire, wielder of the flame of Anor. The dark fire will not avail you! Flame of Udun!

[The Balrog strikes down on Gandalf with its flaming sword. Gandalf parries the blow with Glamdring, destroying the Balrog’s sword]

Gandalf: Go back to the shadow!

[Gandalf strikes his staff onto the bridge. The Balrog steps forward and falls into the chasm. But at the last minute the whip lashes out and drags Gandalf down to the edge]

Boromir: No, Frodo!

Frodo: Gandaaaaalf!

Gandalf: Fly, you fools! [falls into the chasm]

Frodo: Noooooooooooooooo!!!!

[page] [Boromir grabs hold of Frodo and starts to leave]Boromir: Aragorn!

Frodo: Noooooooooooo!!!

[Aragorn looks at Gandalf’s demise in disbelief. He turns to follow the others just as several orc arrows miss him as he retreats] [The Fellowship exits Moria. Everyone is distraught]

Aragorn: Legolas, get them up.

Boromir: Give them a moment for pitys sake.

Aragorn: By nightfall these hills will be swarming with orcs! We must reach the Woods of Lothlorien. Come Boromir, Legolas, Gimli, get them up. On your feet Sam. Frodo? Frodo!

[Frodo weeping silently, turns towards Aragorn] [Next scene- Fellowship enters the Woods of Lothlorien ]

Gimli: Stay close young hobbits! They say there’s a great sorceress lives in these woods. An elf-witch of terrible power. All who look upon her, fall under her spell…

Galadriel’s Voice: [whispering echo] Frodo….

[Frodo startled, looks around]

Gimli: … and are never seen again.

Galadriel’s Voice: Youre coming to us… is as the footsteps of doom. You bring great evil here ringbearer!

Sam: Mr. Frodo?

Gimli: Well, here is one dwarf she wont ensnare so easily. I have the eyes of a hawk and the ears of a fox!

[Arrows started pointing towards the each member of the Fellowship]

Gimli: Oh…

Haldir: The dwarf breaths so loud we could have shot him in the dark.

Gimli: Grrr….

Aragorn: Haldir o Lórien. Henion aníron, boe ammen i dulu lîn. Boe ammen veriad lîn.

(Haldir of Lorien, we come here for help. We need your protection.)

Gimli: Aragorn, these woods are perilous! We should go back.

Haldir: You have entered the realm of the Lady of the Wood. You cannot go back. Come, she is waiting.

[The Fellowship arrive at Caras Galadhon. They ascend the stairway to meet Galadriel and Celeborn. The Lord and Lady of Lothlorien descend to meet the Fellowship]

Celeborn: Eight that are here yet nine there were set out from Rivendell. Tell me where is Gandalf? For I much desire to speak with him.

[Galadriel looks at Aragorn, reading the answer in his eyes]

Galadriel: He has fallen into shadow.

Galadriel: The quest stands upon the edge of a knife. Stray but a little and it will fail to the ruin of all.

[Galadriel looks at Boromir who cant stand her gaze. He starts shaking and casts his eyes downwards]

Galadriel: Yet hope remains while the company is true.

[Galadriel looks at Sam and smiles]

Galadriel: Do not let your hearts be troubled. Go now and rest for you are weary with sorrow and much toil. Tonight you will sleep in peace. [whispers to Frodo in his mind] Welcome Frodo of the Shire. One who has seen the Eye!

[Back at the bottom, a song is sung for Gandalf]

A Olorin i yaresse ( Olorin, who once was…)

Mentaner i Numeherui… (sent by the Lords of the West…)


Legolas: A lament for Gandalf.

Merry: What do they say about him?

Legolas: I have not the heart to tell you. For me the grief is still too near.

Tirien i Romenori (to guard the lands of the East…)
Maiarion i Oiosaila…(wisest of all Maiar…)

Mana elye etevanne…(what drove you to leave…)

Norie i melanelye? (that which you loved?)

Aragorn: Take some rest. These borders are well protected.

Boromir: I will find no rest here. I heard a voice inside my head. She spoke of my father and the fall of Gondor. She said to me even now there is hope left. But I cannot see it. It is long since we had any hope.

Boromir: My father is a noble man, but his rule is failing. And now our…our people lose faith. He looks to me to make things right and I would do it. I would see the glory of Gondor restored. [sigh] Have you ever seen it Aragorn? White tower of Ecthelion, glimmering like a spike of pearl and silver. Its banners caught high in the morning breeze. Have you ever been called home by the clear ringing of silver trumpets?

Aragorn: I have seen the White City. Long ago.

Boromir: One day, our paths will lead us there. And the tower guards shall take up the call: The Lords of Gondor have returned!

[The Fellowship is asleep. Galadriel walks by. Frodo wakes up with a start and proceeds to follow her. Galadriel descends to her garden and fills the ewer with water]

Galadriel: Will you look into the mirror?

Frodo: What will I see?

Galadriel: Even the wisest cannot tell. For the mirror shows many things.

[She begins to pour the water into the silver basin]

Galadriel: Things that were, things that are and some things… [empties the ewer] that have not yet come to pass.

[Frodo walks up to the mirror to take a look. Frodo sees Legolas, Merry and Pippin, then Sam. He sees Bag End, then the burning of Hobbiton, the enslavement of the Hobbits and the destruction of the Shire. After which he sees the Eye of Sauron. The ring hanging from his neck pulls him closer to the water. Terrified he grabs the ring and falls on his back]

Galadriel: I know what it is you saw. For it is also in my mind. [speaks to Frodo telepathically] It is what will come to pass if you should fail. The Fellowship is breaking. It has already begun. He will try to take the ring. You know of whom I speak. One by one it will destroy them all.

Frodo: [telepathically] If you ask it of me, I will give you the One Ring.

[Frodo offers the ring to her]

Galadriel: You offer it to me freely. I do not deny that my heart has greatly desired this.

[She approaches Frodo and places her hand over the ring. Her image begins to change]


[Galadriel’s image returns to normal]

Galadriel: I pass the test! I will diminish, and go into the West, and remain Galadriel.

Frodo: I cannot do this alone.

Galadriel: You are a ringbearer, Frodo. To bear a ring of power is to be alone. This task was appointed to you and if you do not find a way, no one will.

Frodo: Then I know what I must do. Its just… Im afraid to do it.

Galadriel: Even the smallest person can change the course of the future.

[page] [Scene goes to Orthanc in Isengard]

Saruman: Do you know how the Orcs first came into being? They were elves once, taken by the dark powers. Tortured and mutilated: a ruined and terrible form of life. Now…perfected: my fighting Uruk-Hai. Whom do you serve?

Lurtz: Saruman!

[The Uruk-Hai are given their gear and assembled to Saruman]

Saruman: [to the troops] Hunt them down. Do not stop until they are found. You do not know pain. You do not know fear. You will taste man flesh!

Saruman: [to Lurtz] One of the halflings carries something of great value. Bring them to me alive and unspoiled. Kill the others!

[Uruk-Hai troop leaves Isengard] [Scene returns to Lothlorien]

Galadriel: Farewell, Frodo Baggins. I give you the light of Earendil, our most beloved star.

Galadriel: Namarie.

Galadriel: May it be a light for you in dark places, when all other lights go out.

[Galadriel bids goodbye as the Fellowship canoes down the river] [Orcs march along the river] [The Fellowship’s boats pass through a canyon. Aragorn lifts his head, half-smiles and taps Frodo on the shoulder]

Aragorn: Frodo, the Argonath! Long have I desired to look upon the kings of old. My kin.

[The Fellowship looks up in awe at the towering splendor of the Argonath. Two majestic statues, carved right out of the rock, proudly stand on each side of the Anduin. Their left arms are held aloft, their palms facing outwards in gesture of warning. Solemn and stern were their faces, the silent wardens of a long vanished kingdom] [The Fellowship reaches the foot of Amon Hen, the Hill of Sight. As they disembark on the gravel beach of Parth Galen, Boromir looks troubled and appears to be fighting a conflict within him]

Aragorn: We cross the lake at nightfall. Hide the boats and continue on foot. We approach Mordor from the north.

Gimli: Oh, yes?! Its just a simple matter of finding our way through Emyn Muil? An impossible labyrinth of razor sharp rocks! And after that, it gets even better! Festering, stinking marshlands far as the eye can see!

Aragorn: That is our road. I suggest you take some rest and recover your strength master dwarf.

Gimli: Recover my…?! Phrrrrr…

Legolas: [quietly to Aragorn] We should leave now.

Aragorn: No. Orcs patrol the eastern shore. We must wait for cover of darkness.

Legolas: It is not the eastern shore that worries me. A shadow and a threat has been growing in my mind. Something draws near…I can feel it!

Gimli: No dwarf need recover strength! [to Pippin] Pay no heed to that, young hobbit.

Merry: Wheres Frodo?

[Sam rouses with a start. Boromir’s lone shield lies where he was] [Frodo wanders into the forest. He stands by an immense stone head, lying with its side on the ground. Boromir, gathering wood, sees Frodo and approaches him]

Boromir: None of us should wander alone, you least of all. So much depends on you. Frodo?


Boromir: I know why you seek solitude. You suffer; I see it day by day. You sure you do not suffer needlessly? There are other ways, Frodo. Other paths that we might take.

Frodo: I know what you would say. And it would seem like wisdom but for the warning in my heart.

Boromir: Warning? Against what? Were all afraid, Frodo. To let that fear drive us to destroy what hope we have. Dont you see that is madness?

Frodo: There is no other way!

Boromir: I ask only for the strength to defend my people! [throws the gathered wood to the ground] If you would but lend me the ring…

Frodo: No. [steps back]

Boromir: Why do you recoil? I am no thief.

Frodo: You are not yourself.

Boromir: What chance do you think you have? They will find you! They will take the ring and you will beg for death before the end!

[Frodo begins to run from Boromir]

Boromir: Fool!

[Boromir gives chase]

Boromir: It is not yours save by unhappy chance. It could have been mine! [tackles Frodo] It should be mine! Give it to me!

[struggle ensues]

Boromir: Give it to me!

Frodo: No!

Boromir: Give me… Give me the ring!

Frodo: Nurgh…ugh!

[Frodo slips the ring on and disappears. He kicks Boromir and runs away]

Boromir: [looks around desperately] I see your mind. You will take the ring to Sauron! You will betray us! You go to your death and the death of us all! Curse you! Curse you! And all the halflings!

[Boromir slips and falls to the ground. The madness of the ring leaves him and he comes to his senses]

Boromir: Frodo?…Frodo?…what have I done?…please…Frodo!

Boromir: [in the background] Frodo, Im sorry! Oh no!

[Frodo, in the "shadow world," climbs up onto the Seat of Seeing atop Amon Hen. He looks over the stone seat and sees the Dark Tower from afar. The image rushes towards him and his vision rise to its pinnacle—where the burning Eye of Sauron stares back menacingly. Frodo, rushing to remove the ring, falls off the Seat of Seeing and lands on his back. He sits up, trying to catch his breath] [Aragorn approaches]

Aragorn: Frodo?

Frodo: [startled] Huh?! It has taken Boromir.

Aragorn: [intensely] Where is the ring?

Frodo: Stay away!

[Frodo runs from Aragorn] [ B]Aragorn: Frodo!

[Frodo stops]

Aragorn: I swore to protect you!

Frodo: Can you protect me from yourself?!

[Shows the ring on his palm]

Frodo: Would you destroy it?

[page] [Aragorn, looking at the ring, slowly approaches Frodo. The ring begins to whisper]

The Ring: Aragorn…Aragorn…Elessar…

[He reaches out. With both hands, Aragorn closes Frodo’s hand over the ring and pushes it away]

Aragorn: I would have gone with you to the end, into the very fires of Mordor.

Frodo: I know. Look after the others, especially Sam. He will not understand.

[Aragorn sees Sting’s blue glow. He stands suddenly]

Aragorn: Go on Frodo. [draws out his sword] Run. Run!

[Frodo leaves. Aragorn walks out from beneath the Seat of Seeing and finds a troop of Uruk-Hai advancing towards him. He gives a half-smile, and half-swaggers towards them, holding his sword up to his face as an acceptance to the challenge. They attack. He cuts several down, but they force him up the stairs of the Seat] [Sam searches frantically for Frodo in the woods]

Sam: Mr.Frodo!!!
[He hears the clash of sword on sword. His eyes widen]

Lurtz: Find the Halfling! Find the Halfling!

Aragorn: [jumps onto the Uruk-Hai] Elendil!!!!!

[Legolas and Gimli run forward from behind the Seat. Legolas shoots three Uruk-hais with quick bow-work; Gimli lands an ax-blow]

Legolas: Aragorn! Go!

[Frodo runs and hides behind a tree. Across the way, Merry and Pippin hide in a space under some fallen tree trunks]

Merry: Frodo!

Pippin: [beckoning] Hide here quick! Come on!

[Frodo sees them and shakes his head]

Pippin: [to Merry] What’s he doin?

Merry: Hes leavin’.

Pippin: No! [runs out to Frodo]

Merry: Pippin! [comes after him] [Merry and Pippin are out in the open. Several Uruk-Hais were coming down the hill, towards their area]

Merry: [quietly] Run Frodo! Go!

[Merry calls out to the Uruk-Hais]

Merry: [cups his hands] Hey! Hey you! Over here!

Pippin: Hey!

Merry: Over here!

Pippin: [waving his arms] This way!

[Both hobbits run away from Frodo. The Uruk-Hai troop follows them. Frodo makes a break for it, running in the opposite direction]

Pippin: Its working!

Merry: I know its working! Run!

[Merry and Pippin run across an old stone bridge. At its far end, they stop and see Uruk-hai running towards them. The Uruks are closing in, both in front and behind. An Uruk runs up to them, raising his battleaxe. But Boromir comes charging in, knocks the Uruk back, and kills him with his own axe. He throws a knife at another. More close in] [page] [Back at the Seat of Seeing, Legolas, Aragorn, and Gimli continue to fight the Uruk-Hai. In one smooth move, Legolas stabs one Uruk with an arrow then shoots it at another. Gimli wields his axe. Aragorn stabs one behind his back. Legolas shoots an Uruk who has closed in on Aragorn] [Three loud ox-horn blasts are heard]

Legolas: The Horn of Gondor!

Aragorn: Boromir!

[They run down Amon Hen towards the sound, but Uruks are between them and Boromir. A visual sweep shows some running towards Boromir, down the stone steps; the others attack Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli as they struggle to follow] [Boromir sounds the horn of Gondor again]

Boromir: [to the hobbits] Run! Run!

[The Uruks attack Boromir. He kills two more. Lurtz walks into view, lifts his bow, aims a big black arrow, and shoots it into Boromir’s left shoulder. The hobbits look at him in shock. Boromir drops to his knees, begins to breathe hard, and looks at the hobbits. Uruks come closer, but he gives a battle cry, rises, and swings his sword at one, who falls. Lurtz growls, lifts his bow, and shoots again. A black arrow flies into Boromir’s stomach. He drops to his knees and starts to gasp. But he swings his sword at another Uruk and gets up. Lurtz shoots him one more time, in the chest. Boromir falls on his knees and stays there, swaying a little and blinking] [Merry and Pippin look at him, aghast. With all the courage they could muster, they take up their swords and attack the Uruk-hai]

Merry and Pippin: Shire!!!!!

[They never had a chance to use them. The Uruk-hai lifted them up and carried them off. Merry and Pippin wave their arms frantically. The Uruk-hai troop walks away from Boromir. Boromir looks on in sorrow] [Lurtz, now left alone, stops ten feet from Boromir and takes aim with his bow. Boromir swallows and stares back at him. Just then Aragorn crashes into Lurtz, whose arrow flies off harmlessly. Lurtz and Aragorn fight. Aragorn loses his sword and is thrown to the ground;
when he gets up, Lurtz throws his two-prong shield at Aragorn and pins him by the neck against a tree. Lurtz raises his sword and strikes, but Aragorn slips beneath the shield and dodges the blow. Aragorn pulls out a knife and stabs Lurtz on the leg. Lurtz roars. Lurtz then pulls out the knife and throws it at Aragorn, who has found his sword and uses it to bat the knife away. Aragorn closes in on Lurtz and in a flurry of swordplay, slices his arm off and then stabs him in the chest. Lurtz pulls himself up on the sword closer to Aragorn, snarling. Aragorn grimaces, pulls his sword out of Lurtz, swings it wide, and hacks off Lurtz’s head. The rest of Lurtz falls to the ground] [Aragorn pauses a moment, panting. He then races to Boromir. Boromir, pale and bloodied, is now lying on his back, his head close to a tree]

Boromir: They took the little ones.

Aragorn: Be still.

Boromir: Frodo, where is Frodo?

Aragorn: I let Frodo go.

Boromir: Then you did what I could not. I tried to take the ring from him.

Aragorn: The ring is beyond our reach now.

Boromir: Forgive me, I did not see it. I have failed you all.

Aragorn: No, Boromir, you fought bravely! You have kept your honor. [starts to pull the arrows from Boromir]

Boromir: Leave it! It is over. The world of men will fall, and all will come to darkness… and my city to ruin.

Aragorn: I do not know what strength is in my blood, but I swear to you I will not let the white city fall, nor our people fail!

Boromir: Our people? Our people.

[page] [He reaches for his sword. Aragorn gives it to him. Boromir clasps its hilt to his chest]

Boromir: I would have followed you my brother, my captain, my king!

[Boromir passes away]

Aragorn: Be at peace, son of Gondor.

[Legolas and Gimli arrive at the scene. Legolas looks closely at Aragorn and Boromir. Gimli bows his head and turns away] [Scene shows Sam running through the woods]

Sam: Frodo!

[Frodo stands upon Parth Galen, staring into the distance, with the ring on his palm. Weeping silently, he recalls his conversation with Gandalf] [flashback]

Frodo: I wish the ring had never come to me. I wish none of this had happened.

Gandalf: So do all who live to see such times but that is not for them to decide. All you have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to you.

[flashback ends. Frodo decides to leave. He puts the ring in his pocket, pushes the boat into the river and jumps in] [Sam emerges from the woods]

Sam: Frodo no! Frodo! Mr. Frodo!

Frodo: No Sam. [continues to paddle away] [Sam runs into the river after Frodo]

Frodo: [looks back] Go back Sam! I’m going to Mordor alone.

Sam: Of course you are, and I’m coming with you!

Frodo: You can’t swim! Sam!

[Sam struggles to swim then sinks into the water]

Frodo: Sam!!!

[Sam sinks deeper and deeper. He sees the sun shimmering up on the surface. His arm floats limply as he descends into the water. Suddenly Frodo’s hand reaches down and grabs Sam’s wrist. Frodo pulls him out of the water and up into the boat]

Sam: [dripping wet] I made a promise, Mr. Frodo. A promise! "Don’t you leave him Samwise Gamgee." And I don’t mean to! I don’t mean to.

Frodo: Oh Sam! [hug] Come on.

[Frodo and Sam paddle towards the eastern shore] [Boromir is laid to rest in one of the boats. He has his sword with him, his shield is above his head, and his horn at his side. The boat slips over the falls of Rauros and then drops into the mists below. Gimli watches the boat disappear. Aragorn wears Boromir’s vambraces in his honor. Legolas shoves the third boat into the water]

Legolas: Hurry! Frodo and Sam have reached the eastern shore.

[Aragorn continues to stand]

Legolas: You mean not to follow them?

Aragorn: Frodo’s fate is no longer in our hands.

Gimli: Then it has all been in vain! The Fellowship has failed.

Aragorn: [puts his hands on their shoulders] Not if we hold true to each other. We will not abandon Merry and Pippin to torment to death. Not while we have strength left. Leave all that can be spared behind. We travel light. Let’s hunt some orc!

[page] [Legolas and Gimli look at each other]

Gimli: Yes!!! Haha!

[Aragorn runs into the woods, followed by Gimli and Legolas] [Frodo and Sam stand upon Emyn Muil, seeing the Dead Marshes and Mordor in the distance ahead]

Frodo: Mordor. I hope the others find a safer route.

Sam: Strider will look after them.

Frodo: I don’t suppose we’ll ever see them again.

Sam: We may yet, Mr. Frodo. We may.

Frodo: [turns, smiling] Sam, I’m glad you’re with me.

[Frodo and Sam descend the rocky slope. Scene fades out] [[CREDITS]]


Enyas "May It Be"

May it be an evening star

Shines down upon you
May it be when darkness falls
Your heart will be true
You walk a lonely road
Oh! How far you are from home
Mornië utúlië (Quenya: Darkness has come)
Believe and you will find your way
Mornië alantië (Quenya: Darkness has fallen)
A promise lives within you now
May it be the shadows call
Will fly away
May it be your journey on
To light the day
When the night is overcome
You may rise to find the sun
Mornië utúlië (Quenya: Darkness has come)
Believe and you will find your way
Mornië alantië (Quenya: Darkness has fallen)
A promise lives within you now
A promise lives within you now

A Lament for Gandalf

A Olorin i yaresse (Olorin, who once was…)
Mentaner i Numeherui (Sent by the Lords of the West)
Tirien i Romenori (to guard the lands of the East)
Maiarion i Oiosaila (Wisest of all Maiar)
Mana elye etevanne (What drove you to leave)
Norie i melanelye? (That which you loved?)

Mithrandir Mithrandir, A Randir Vithren (Mithrandir, Mithrandir O Pilgrim Grey)
u-renianthach i amar galen… (No more will you wander in the green fields of this earth)
I reniad lin ne mor, nuithannen… (Your journey has ended in darkness)
In gwidh ristennin i fae narchannen… (The bonds cut, the spirit broken)
I lach Anor ed ardhon gwannen… (The flame of Anor has left this world)
Caled veleg, ethuiannen. (A great light, has gone out.)

[Transcribed from "The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring".
Screenplay by Peter Jackson, Fran Walsh and Phillipa Boyens.
Based on "The Lord of The Rings" trilogy by J.R.R Tolkien.
Transcript Credits:

Accela, Amarea, Angleet, Bebbie, Beren Erchamion, Boromirs Chick, Catz, Chrysalia, Collierette, Elven_chica, Finafyr, ForceFive, HobbitLass, Kalyx, LadyEowynKenobi, Lochrann, LoneWolf5050, Lorienelf, Loving Legolas, Maatkare, Mdjasrie, Merp, Radwind, Sun-kissed, Telchar, Teldor, The Red Avenger, Theodwyn, Zeke.]

ADT e seus concorrentes no Oscar 2003

Oscar chegando e ADT concorrendo. Ótima oportunidade pra eu largar o ócio e voltar a movimentar minha coluna, com esse texto especial Oscar 2003. Uma análise geral de ADT e seus concorrentes a melhor filme, além de especulações cretinas(como não poderia deixar de ser) sobre a disputa.

Pra começar, vamos ser realistas e admitir que ADT não ganha de jeito nenhum. Se o PJ oferecesse a Liv Tyler e a Miranda Otto como amostras grátis pros velhinhos da Academia, talvez até tívessemos chances, mas é melhor guardar esse trunfo pro Retorno do Rei. Mas afinal, por que ADT não vencerá, além da politicagem habitual? Porque simplesmente não é o melhor filme do ano. E por que não é melhor? É isso que vamos ver agora.

Vamos ver o porquê, concorrente a concorrente. Pra começar, O Pianista. Entre o narigudo do Adrien Brody e o narigudo Gimli, ainda acho que nosso anão leva a melhor, mas é bom lembrarmos que grande parte dos membros da Academia são judeus. Se no meio de ADT o PJ colocasse uma cena do Gollum comemorando uma Bar Mitzvah ou do Gandalf gritando "Mazel Tov!" quando Théoden se cura, quem sabe a gente não conseguia a simpatia dos votantes… E é bom lembrar que o Roman Polansky é um diretor conceituado… além de ser um velho pedófilo condenado. Nesse caso, só poderíamos competir em pé de igualdade se o diretor de ADT fosse o John Tolkien.

Gangues De Nova York. Convenhamos, como competir com o bigodinho infame do Daniel Day-Lewis? No primeiro filme nós até tínhamos o Boromir que dava pro gasto, mas e agora? Ninguem! Por outro lado, tivemos o David Wenham, nosso "amado" Faramir, que conseguiu superar Leonardo diCaprio. Pena que essa superação tenha sido no quesito falta de expressão. Outra disputa acirrada com Gangues é em direção de arte. É dificil saber qual favela foi mais bem representada, Five Points ou Edoras…

Temos também As Horas… como pude falar da napa do Adrien Brody e me esquecer da Nicole Kidman… Pelo amor de Eru… Só pelo fato de terem transformado a Nicole naquela coisa horrenda, os produtores desse filme deviam ser presos! É um absurdo premiarem tamanha obra de Morgoth. Mas novamente, esse filme tem algo que os membros da academia adoram: Um personagem aidético. E lá se foi uma outra ótima oportunidade de PJ de conquistar esse pessoal. O Gollum já é magrinho e decrépito. Custava dizer que a magreza era culpa do HIV? E ainda podia rolar um serviço de educação pública, ensinando que sempre que se botar o "dedo" no "anel", deve-se usar camisinha.

Agora Chicago… esse é particularmente meu favorito. Mas ADT poderia ser tão bom quanto. Se a Arwen já tá mesmo no filme quando não devia, por que não aproveitar e fazer um número musical dela e da Éowyn, ambas obviamente com pernas à mostra, cantando o "The Helms Deep Tango". Podíamos também ter um dueto de Legolas e Haldir durante a batalha do Forte da Trombeta. Enquanto vários rohirrim caem mortos, eles cantam "Its raining men". Isso sem mencionar a ótima chance no primeiro filme que PJ teve pra colocar os 4 hobbits correndo nus pelas colinas(na infame passagem de Tom Bombadil) cantando "The Hills are Alive".

De qualquer forma, agora não há como mudar nada, e só nos resta torcer pra O Retorno do Rei levar o Oscar, além de lamentar pelo que PJ podia ter feito, afinal, se só nesses 4 filmes conseguimos notar várias possibilidades, imagine se fôssemos abranger essas especulações. Quem sabe ano que vem, quando chegar em Pelennor com sua esquadra, de braços abertos na proa de um navio, não poderemos ver aragorn gritando "I´m the King of Gondor" com um fundo musical de Celine Dion?

As Duas Torres – parte 1/2

[Camera pans over the Misty Mountains as voices drift in from the background]GANDALF
You cannot pass!
Im the servant of the secret fire, wielder of the flame of Anor…
The dark fire will not avail you! Flame of Udun!
[The camera zooms in through the mountain and focuses on Gandalf and the Balrog on the bridge of Khazad-dûm. The Balrog strikes down on Gandalf with its flaming sword. Gandalf parries the blow with Glamdring, shattering the Balrog’s sword]GANDALF
Go back to the shadow!
[The Balrog brandishes a flaming whip, lashing it about menacingly]GANDALF
[Gandalf strikes his staff onto the bridge. As the Balrog steps forward, the bridge collapses from under it and the demon plunges backward into the chasm. Gandalf, exhausted, leans on his staff and watches the Balrog fall, then turns to follow the others. At the last minute, the flaming whip lashes up from the depths of the abyss and winds around Gandalf’s ankle, dragging him over the edge. He clings onto the bridge but is straining to keep his grip][Frodo rushes forward but Boromir restrains him]BOROMIR
No! Frodo!
Fly you fools!
[Gandalf loses his grip and falls into the chasm]FRODO
[Gandalf falls after the Balrog and grabs hold of his sword Glamdring on his way down. As they continue to plunge into the depths, Gandalf hacks away at the Balrog even as it crashes and bounces off the walls. They continue to plunge at great speed, sometimes with Gandalf clinging to the horn of the demon. The battling pair then fall into an enormous cavern and plunges into the water. Just at that moment Frodo wakens as if from a nightmare]FRODO
What is it Mr. Frodo?
Nothing. Just a dream.
[Frodo lies back down again] [Scene cuts to Frodo and Sam as they climb over rocky terrain. They look into the distance at the Mountain of Fire.]SAM
Mordor. The one place in Middle Earth we dont want to see any closer. Its the one place we are trying to get to. Its just where we cant get. Lets face it Mr Frodo. We are lost. I dont Gandalf meant for us to come this way.
He didnt mean for a lot of things to happen Sam. But they did.
[Suddenly Frodo feels and sees The Lidless Eye of Sauron zooming in on him. He gasps and pants as he backs away]SAM
Frodo? Its the ring isn’t it?
Its getting heavier.
[Frodo clutches the ring to his chest and sits down, still panting. He then fumbles for his water bottle and takes a sip.]FRODO
What food have we got left?
Well, let me see. [He takes out a package of lembas bread from his pack] Oh yes, lovely. Lembas bread. And look! [he digs deeper into his pack] More Lembas bread.
[He shows another package. He then breaks off a piece and tosses it to Frodo, and munches on a piece himself.]SAM
I dont usually hold to foreign food, but this elvish stuff is not bad.
(Smiles) Nothing ever dampens you spirits does it Sam?
(Smiles back, and then look towards Mordor) Those rain clouds might.

[Scene cuts to where they continue trekking through difficult terrain, often huddling underneath their cloaks.]SAM
This looks strangely familiar.
Cause weve been here before. We are going in circles.
Ah! Whats that orrid stink? Ill warrant theres a nasty bog nearby. Can you smell it?
Yes I can smell it. [Frodo walks closer to Sam and then turns to look at him after a pause] We are not alone.

[page] [The scene cuts to see Frodo and Sam sleep next to a rock face. A birds-eye view of them is shown through the camera, and then Gollum appears, very slowly, climbing down the rock face]GOLLUM
Those thieves! Those filthy little thieves! Wheeere isssit? Wheeere isssit? They stole it from us. My preciousssss. [Gollum creeps closer and closer] Curse them. We hates them. Its ours, it is, and we wantsss it! [Gollum reaches out his hand towards the hobbits.][Suddenly the hobbits spring up, grab hold of Gollum’s arms and pull him down. Amidst the struggle, Gollum wriggles loose and leaps onto Frodo. As Frodo falls back, the chain and ring around his neck is revealed and Gollum jumps straight for the ring. Sam tries to grab at him but is knocked away. Gollum now jumps on top of Frodo and tries to reach for the ring even as Frodo grabs his hands and tries to push him away. Gollum’s cheeks puff with exertion as he struggles with Frodo, his huge eyes fixed on the ring. Sam grabs hold of Gollum again and tears him away from Frodo. Gollum then turns around and bits Sam on the shoulder, wriggles around and clasps his arms around Sam’s neck and legs around his waist in a death grip. Frodo then unsheathes Sting and holds it to Gollums throat]FRODO
(Menacingly) This is sting. Youve seen it before, havent you, Gollum! [Gollum’s eyes become fixed on Sting] Release him or Ill cut your throat!
[Slowly, Gollum loosens his grip on Sam and as the latter disentangles himself, Gollum wails. The camera changes to show path leading through the rock, the wail from Gollum still being heard. Frodo and Sam walk through, Gollum tied at the neck with Sam’s elvish rope and half-dragged along even as he cries and wails.]GOLLUM
It burns! It burns us! It freezes! Take it ooooffff!
Quiet you! [Sam tugs fiercely at the rope and then turns to Frodo in dismay] Its hopeless! Every orc in Mordor will hear this racket! Lets just tie him up and leave him!
No! That would kill us, kill us!
Its nothing more than you deserve!
(Looks at Gollum) Maybe he does deserve to die. Now that Ive seen him, I do pity him.
We be very nice to hobbits, they be nice to us. Save us. We swears to do what you wants. We swears!
There is no promise you make that I can trust.
[Gollum kneels in front of Frodo and begs]GOLLUM
We swears to serve the master of the precious. We swears on, on the precious! (gollum gollum)
The ring is treacherous. It will hold you to your word.
Yes… on the precious… on the precious.
I dont believe you! Get down! Get down! [Sam jerks strongly at the rope as Gollum tries to get away and such that the latter crashes onto the ground, choking.]FRODO
He was trying to trick us! We let him go hell throttle us into our sleep!
[Gollum lies panting and holding his throat. He backs away, frightened, as Frodo approaches him]FRODO
You know the way to Mordor?
[nods warily] Yes?
Youve been there before?
[nods again] Yes?
[reaches out and takes the rope noose off Gollum’s neck. Gollum seems surprised and relieved] You will lead us to the Black Gate.
[Gollum scrambles off and the hobbits follow in his wake] [page] [Scene changes to see the Uruk Hai troop with Merry and Pippin held captive, marching]PIPPIN
Merry! Merry!
[The Uruks pause]MAUHÚR
What is it? What do you smell?
(sniffs the air) Man-flesh.
(to himself) Aragorn!
Theyve picked up our trail! Lets go!
[The Uruk Hai quicken their pace. Pippin struggles to reach his Elven brooch with his teeth. He then tears it off his cloak and drops it onto the ground. A foot stomps on the brooch but it remains unbroken and visible on the grass.] [Scene cuts to see Aragorn lying with his eyes closed and ear pressed to the ground, listening for the sound of footsteps ]ARAGORN
Their pace quickens. [He looks up] They must have caught our scent. Hurry! [He runs off]LEGOLAS
Come on Gimli! [Looks back at Gimli and then runs after Aragorn][Gimli pauses in his steps and huffs]GIMLI
Three days and nights pursuit.. no food… no rest… and no sign of our quarry but what bare rock can tell. [Runs after his companions][The Three Hunters run across rocks and plains, with Aragorn in the lead, and Legolas and Gimli trailing behind. From time to time, Legolas looks back to make sure that Gimli is keeping up. Aragorn suddenly bends down to pick up an Elven brooch from the ground.][Aragorn picks up the brooch]ARAGORN
Not idly do the leaves of Lórien fall.
[Legolas stops running and turns to Aragorn]LEGOLAS
They may yet be alive.
Less than a day ahead of us, come! [Runs off again][Gimli stumbles from behind some rocks and rolls to the ground]LEGOLAS
Come Gimli! We are gaining on them.
Im wasted on cross-country. We dwarves are natural sprinters. Very dangerous we are over short distances.
[Camera pans over the orcs running across the plains, and then swings to the Three Hunters giving chase. The trackers come over a hill and pause as they gaze across the plains below]ARAGORN
Rohan, home of the horse-lords. Theres something strange at work here. Some evil gives speed to these creatures. Sets its will against us. Legolas! What does your elf eyes see?
The Orcs turn northeast. They are taking the hobbits to Isengard!

[The scene cuts to show the tower of Orthanc as it stands amidst the smoking caverns of Isengard. Saruman stands in his chamber, communicating with the Dark Lord through the Palantir]SARUMAN
The world is changing.
[View changes to the tower of Barad-dur, with its huge orc armies on a bridge]SARUMAN
Who now has the strength to stand against the armies of Isengard and Mordor. To stand against the might of Sauron and Saruman and the union of the two towers. [Camera pans upwards along the height of the tower of Barad-dur until the flaming Eye is in view] Together, Lord Sauron, we shall rule this Middle-Earth.
[Camera shows The Lidless Eye of Saron. The caverns of Isengard glow with the fires of industry, sounds of hammering fill the air and molten iron is poured into casts]SARUMAN
(voiceover) The old world will burn in the fires of industry. Forest will fall. A new order will rise. We will drive the machinery of war with the sword and the spear and the iron fist of the orcs. We now have only to remove those who oppose us.
[Saruman stands in the midst of a gathering of Wildmen, who are holding torches and crude weapons] [page]

The horsemen have taken your lands. They drove your people into the hills to scratch the living of rocks.
[Cries of agreement]WILDMEN CROWD
Take back the lands they stole from you. Burn every village!
[Wildmen roar with approval and run off down the hill]SARUMAN
(voiceover) It will begin in the Rohan. Too long have these peasants stood against you. But no more.

[Scene cuts to the wildmen and orcs attacking a Rohan village. A woman with her hand on a horse calls out to her children]MOTHER
Eothain! You take your sister. Youll go faster with just two.
[The mother puts the little girl onto the horse in front of her brother]FREDA
But Papa says Eothain must not ride. Shes too big for him!
Listen to me! You must ride to Edoras and raise the alarm. Do you understand me?!
Yes mum!
(sobbing) I dont wanna go! I dont wanna go!
(to Freda) Listen to me. I will find you there.
[Screams are increasing in volume as the army draws closer]MOTHER
Go, child!
Oh child!
[The army slaughters at will and sets fire to the village. Eothain and Freda weep as they look back from a distance]SARUMAN
(voiceover) Rohan, my lord, is ready to fall.
[Scene cuts. A group of horsemen ride to Edoras. Eomer is in the lead, carrying a gravely wounded Theodred in front of him][Eowyn runs hastily up the stairs to the Golden Hall and enters a bedchamber. She runs to the bed]EOWYN
[Theodred seems to hear her call but is unable to respond. He has a bloody gash on the side of his head. Eomer nods to Eowyn in the direction of Theodred’s torso. Eowyn draws back the covers and upon seeing Theodred’s fatal wound, her lips tighten and her eyes close. She looks up to catch Eomer’s eye] [Scene goes to where Eomer and Eowyn are speaking to Theoden-king who sits motionless on his throne, wizened and aged beyond his years]EOWYN
Your son is badly wounded my lord.
He was ambushed by orcs. If we dont defend our country, Saruman will take it by force.
That is a lie! [Appears from the shadows] Saruman the White has ever been our friend and ally.
[Mumbles feebly] Grima… Grima… [Grima leans down close to the King]EOMER
Orcs are roaming freely across our lands. Unchecked, unchallenged, killing at will. Orcs bearing the white hand of Saruman.
[He drops a helmet onto the ground, which topples over to reveal the white hand of Saruman]GRIMA
Why do you lay these troubles on an already troubled mind? Can you not see? Your uncle is weary of your malcontent, your war mongering.
War mongering? [He grabs Grima and pushes him against a pillar] How long has it been since Saruman bought you? What was the promised price, Grima? When all the men are dead you would take a share of the treasure?
[Grima’s eyes flick to right, watching Eowyn as she walks by. Eowyn stopped to stare back for a moment before departing form the hall. Eomer jerks Grima again and clutches his hand around Grima’s jaw]EOMER
Too long have you watched my sister, too long have you haunted her steps.

[page] [His eyes look to the left and relax and Eomer is suddenly pulled off Grima by guards]GRIMA
You see much, Eomer son of Eomund. Too much.
[Guards hold Eomer.]GRIMA
You are banished forthwith from the kingdom of Rohan, under pain of death!
(cry of anguish) Argh!!

[Scene cuts. Uruk Hai and orcs continue to march across the plains with their hobbit captives, Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli hot on their pursuit.]GIMLI
Keep breathing, thats the key! Breathe! Ho!
They run as if the very whips of their masters were behind them.
[They continue running over vast distances. The Uruk Hai and orcs halt at nightfall, many panting with exertion.]RANDOM URUK HAI
We aint goin no further till weve ad a breather.
Get the fire going!
[As the Uruk Hai take their rest, Pippin crawls over towards Merry]Pippin: Merry! Merry!
[opens his eyes] I think, we might have made a mistake, leaving the Shire Pippin.
[a group orcs chop down the trees nearby for firewood. Low groans and rumbles start to emerge from the forest]PIPPIN
Whats making that noise?
[Looks towards the forest] Its the trees.
You remember the Old Forest? On the borders of Buckland? Folks used to say that there was something in the water that made the trees grow tall, and come alive.
Trees that could whisper, talk to each other, even move.
Im starving. We aint ad nothin but maggoty bread for three stinkin days!
Yeah! Why cant we have some meat? [His eyes come to rest on the hobbits] What about them? Theyre fresh!
They are not for eating!
What about their legs? They dont need tho
se. Ooh! They look tasty!
[shoves at the orcs] Get back!
[The other orcs get restless]COCKNEY ACCENTED ORC
[Moves towards the hobbits with his blade drawn] Just a mouthful
[Pippin and Merry recoil in fright. Uglúk jumps on the cockney accented orc and cuts off his head, which lands on the hobbits shoulders]UGLÚK
Looks like meats back on the menu boys!!
[The Uruk Hai and orcs cheer and started tearing into the fresh meat, intestines flying, taking their eyes off the hobbits for a while]MERRY
Pippin, lets go!
[Their hands still bound, the hobbits try to crawl away. Suddenly a foot comes down onto Pippin and flips him over]GRISHNAK
[Brandishing a blade in front of Pippin’s face] Go on, call for help. Squeal! No ones gonna save you now!
[Suddenly, a spear pierces Grishnak’s back. Mayhem ensues as Riders of Rohan burst out from their hiding places and ambush the orcs]MERRY
Pippin! [Gestures for them to make their escape][The hobbits try to escape from the pandemonium to the forest, dodging bodies and stomping feet. Suddenly Pippin turns and looks up at a pair of thrashing hooves bearing down on him]PIPPIN

[page] [Scene cuts. The Three Hunters are still chasing after the Uruk-Hai. Dawn has risen]LEGOLAS
A red sun rises. Blood has been spilled this night.
[The sound of horses comes to their ears. Aragorn quickly gets them to hide behind some boulders. A large group of horse-men appears, galloping quickly with their banners flying. Aragorn comes out of hiding as they pass, followed by Legolas and Gimli]ARAGORN
Riders of Rohan! What news from the Mark?
[At a signal from Eomer at the lead, the riders make a quick turn and head towards them, surrounding them in an ever-tightening circle. As they stop, they point their long spears menacingly at them]EOMER
What business does an elf, a man and a dwarf have in the Riddermark? Speak quickly!
Give me your name, horsemaster, and I shall give you mine.
[Eomer hands his staff to another rider, and gets off his horse. Aragorn puts a hand on Gimli’s shoulder]EOMER
I would cut off your head…Dwarf…if it stood but a little higher from the ground.
[Legolas, in a lightning fast move, points an arrow at Eomer]LEGOLAS
You would die before your stroke fell!
[The riders all point their spears closer to the travellers. After a tense moment, Aragorn pushes down Legolas’ arm and tries to soothe rising tempers]ARAGORN
Im Aragorn, son of Arathorn. This is Gimli, son of Gloin, and Legolas, from the Woodland realm. We are friends of Rohan and of Theoden, its king.
Theoden no longer recognizes friend from foe. [Eomer takes helmet off] Not even his own kin.
[The spears are withdrawn]EOMER
Saruman has poisoned the mind of the king and claim lordship over this land. My company are those loyal to Rohan. And for that, we are banished. The White Wizard is cunning. He walks here and there they say, as an old man, hooded and cloaked. And everywhere his spies slip past our nets.
We are not spies. We track a band of Uruk-Hai westward across the plains. They have taken two of our friends captive.
The Uruks are destroyed. We slaughtered them during the night.
[Alarmed] But there were two Hobbits, do you see two Hobbits with them?
They will be small, only children to your eyes.
We left none alive. We piled the carcasses and burned them. [Points to a smoking pile in the distance]GIMLI
They are dead?
(nods) I am sorry.
[Legolas puts a hand on Gimli’s shoulders in grief. Eomer turns and whistles]EOMER
Hasufel! Arod!
[Two horses appear, one chesnut, the other grey.]EOMER
May these horses bear you to better fortune than the former masters. Farewell.
[Eomer puts on his helmet and gets back on his horse]EOMER
Look for your friends but do not trust to hope. It has forsaken these lands. [to the riders] We ride north!!!!
[Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli look on as the Riders go off. They then ride towards the burning carcasses and Gimli starts to shift through the smouldering pile, and Legolas and Aragorn look around. Gimli pulls out a charred belt and dagger sheath]GIMLI
It’s one of their little belts.
[with his head bowed and eyes closed] Hiro îth ab wanath. (May they find peace after death)


[Kicks at an orc helmet and yells] AAARRGGHH!!! [He falls to his knees]GIMLI
We failed them.
[Aragorn looks to the side and some tracks catch his attention]ARAGORN
A Hobbit lay here, and the other.
[Flashback: Pippin yells as he looks up at a pair of thrashing hooves bearing down on him. He rolls over, avoiding the hooves]ARAGORN
They crawled.
[Aragorn starts to follow the tracks, with Legolas and Gimli behind him.][Flashback: Merry and Pippin crawl frantically away from the battle]ARAGORN
Their hands were bound.

[Flashback: Pippin rubs his bonds furiously against the sharp edge of an upturned blade]ARAGORN
Their bonds were cut.
[Aragorn holds up a broken length of thick rope]

They ran over here and were followed.
[Flashback: Their hands freed, the hobbits run away from the battle scene, dodging under a horse and trying to stay out of harms way. As they flee, Grishnak grabs Pippin by his belt and clings on]MERRY
The belt! Run!
[Pippin undoes his belt and Grishnak is left holding the belt and the hobbits run off][Flashback ends]ARAGORN
Tracks lead away from the battle, into…Fangorn Forest.
[The Three look up into a very dense and old forest]GIMLI
Fangorn! What madness drew them there?
[The camera flows sideways into Fangorn from Aragorn, Gimli, and Legolas. As it passes a tree, it converts back in time to when Merry and Pippin ran in there. The hobbits now run into Fangorn, seeking to lose Grishnak. They collapse onto the ground, breathing hard.]PIPPIN
Did we lose him? [Looks around] I think we lost him.
[Suddenly, Grishnak bursts through the branches, brandishing a blade]GRISHNAK
Im gonna rip off both your little heads! Come here!
Trees! Climb a tree!
[Pippin and Merry quickly scramble up a tree]MERRY
[Looks around and then sighs in relief] Hes gone.
[Suddenly, Merry is pulled by his legs and falls to the ground. Grishnak leans over him with his menacing blade. Merry tries to kick him off but to no avail]PIPPIN
[Pippin looks down in horror but as he turns his head, he spots a pair of gleaming yellow eyes blinking in the tree he’s clinging to. The tree starts to move and groan]PIPPIN
[Pippin loses his grip in fright and grabs at the air futilely as he falls. The tree catches him before he hits the ground.]GRISHNAK
[To Merry, oblivious to the movement behind him] Let’s put a maggot-hole in your belly.
[Suddenly he senses something behind him and as he looks up, the tree stomps and squashes him with one step]PIPPIN
Run Merry!
[Merry tries to run away but is scooped by Treebeard]TREEBEARD
[Looks at the creatures in his hands] Little orcs!
Its talking Merry. The tree is talking.
Tree! I am no tree! I am an Ent. [stomps slowly through the forest]MERRY
Tree herder! Shepherd of the forest.
Dont talk to it Merry. Dont encourage it.


Treebeard some call me.
An whose side are you on?
Side? I am on nobodys side. Because nobody is on my side, little orc. Nobody cares for the woods anymore.
We are not orcs. We are H
Hobbits? Never heard of a Hobbit before. Sounds like orc mischief to me. They come with fire, they come with axes. Biting, breaking, hacking, burning sawing. Destroyers and usurpers. Curse them!
No! You dont understand. We are Hobbits, halflings. Shire folk!
Maybe you are, and maybe you arent. The White Wizard will know.
White Wizard? Saruman!
[Treebeard drops them on the ground and the Hobbits look up at the White Wizard] [Scene cuts. Frodo and Sam follow Gollum through rocky terrain. Gollum looks back to check that they are following]GOLLUM
See, see, we have led you out! Hurry, hurry hobbitses. Very lucky we find you.
[Gollum jumps on a rock. Frodo walks past and Gollum shrinks as Sam draws near] Nice Hobbit.
[Sam’s foot slips into muck] Whoa! Its a bog! Hes led us into a swamp!
Swamp yes. Come master. We will take you to safe paths, through the mist. Come Hobbits come. We move quickly.
[Gollum looks back and gestures for the hobbits to follow]GOLLUM
I found it. I did. The way through the marshes. Orcs dont use it. Orcs dont know it. They go round for miles and miles. Come quickly. Swift and quickly.
[The marsh lands stretch for miles and miles as far as the eye can see. The hobbits and Gollum appear as little specks. As the three pick their way gingerly though the marshes, they see faces floating in the water; still, rotting and pale. Ghostly lights dance in the swamp]SAM
There are dead things! Dead faces in the water!
All dead. All rotten. Elves and men and orcses. A great battle long ago. [Turns to face the hobbits] The Dead Marshes. Yes,Yes! That is the name. This way. Dont follow the light.
[Sam’s foot slips again into the water]SAM
Careful now! Or Hobbits go down to join the dead ones, and light little candles of their own.
[Frodo is drawn to one of the faces in Elven armour. He stares at it intently, until suddenly its eyes open and Frodo falls face-down into the water]SAM
[Frodo sees many faces of the dead in the water, no longer still but screaming and grasping, their rotten robes and hair flowing about their gruesome faces. Their hands reach for him, seeking to draw him into their realm. Suddenly he is grabbed from behind and pulled ashore. Frodo sputters and gasps for air as Gollum pulls him out of the water and drags him ashore]FRODO
[Looks at Gollum in perplexed gratitude and disbelief] Gollum…
DONT follow the lights!
[Runs to Frodo’s side] Frodo! are you alright?
[Frodo lies panting, looking after Gollum] [Scene goes to nightfall. Sam is asleep but Frodo is still awake. He holds the ring in the palm of his hand, staring at it and stroking it in a fixated manner. Suddenly he hears Gollum]GOLLUM
So bright, so beautiful.
[Frodo quickly puts the ring back inside his shirt. He looks up to see Gollum crouching away from him, stroking the centre of his palm] [page]

Ah precious.
What did you say?
Master should be resting. Master need to keep up his strength.
[Moves over and crouches in front of Gollum] Who are you?
[Avoiding Frodo’s eyes] Musnt ask us its name not his business (gollum, gollum)
Gandalf told me you were one of the River Folk.
Cold be rock and hard and bone. And call every traveller far from home.
He said your life was was a sad story.
They do not see what lies ahead when sun has faded and moon is dead.
You were not so different from a Hobbit once were you? [pause] Smeagol.
[looks up slowly] What did you call me?
That was your name once, wasnt it? A long time ago.
My …. My name…. Sme…. Sme….. Smeagol.
[Suddenly, Gollum notices something overhead] Argh!!
Black Riders!
Hide! Hide!
Argh Argh!!
[Suddenly he feels a sharp pain in his shoulder where he received the wound from the Witch-King at Weathertop. Images of the Ringwraiths comes to him in flashes]SAM
Cmon Frodo, Cmon!
They will see us! They will see us.
[Frodo continues to clutch at the ring on his chest, immobilized. Sam drags Frodo across to hide beneath a bramble bush. The nazgul appears, tightening his hold on the reins. Camera then shows him riding a Fell Beast, swooping down across the marsh lands. Chilling screams of the nazgul fill the air]GOLLUM
[cowering] Wraiths! Wraiths on wings!
I thought they were dead?
Dead? No, you cannot kill them. No.
[A loud screech comes from the nazgul flying high above the marshes.] ]GOLLUM
They are calling for the precious. They are calling for the precious.
[Frodo feels the call of the ring and tries to put it on. Sam grabs hold of Frodo’s hand just as he reaches for the ring and holds his hand]SAM
Its alright.
[The nazgul continues to circle overhead. Finally, its cries start to fade into the distance]GOLLUM
Hurry Hobbits. The Black Gate is very close.

[Scene cuts. Aragorn and company go into Fangorn Forest to look for Merry and Pippin.][Gimli fingers a dark stain on a leaf in Fangorn Forest. He brings it to his mouth and spits it out]GIMLI
Orc blood!
These are strange tracks.
The air is so close here.
This forest is old. Very old. Full of memories…and anger.
[Groans reverberate through the forest. Gimli raises his axe instinctively]LEGOLAS
The trees are speaking to each other.
[Gimli wields his axe more menacingly as more groans are heard] [page]

[Gestures] Lower your axe.
[Lowers his axe slowly] Oh!
Aragorn, nad nâ ennas! (Something is out there!)
Man cenich? (What do you see?)
[Close-up of Legolas’ eyes]LEGOLAS
The White Wizard approaches.
Do not let him speak. He will out a spell on us!
[Aragorn wraps his hand around the hilt of his sword, Gimli tightens his hold on his axe, and Legolas notches an arrow to his bow]ARAGORN
We must be quick.
[With a yell, the three swing round to attack in accord. They are suddenly blinded by a bright light emanating from the White Wizard. Gimli’s axe and Legolas’ arrow are deflected. Aragorn drops his sword as it becomes red hot in his grasp]GANDALF
You are tracking the footsteps of two young Hobbits.
Where are they?
They passed this way the day before yesterday. They met someone they did not expect. Does that comfort you?
Who are you? Show yourself!
[The blinding light dims, revealing Gandalf, all dressed in white. The three are astounded. Legolas and Gimli bow before Gandalf]ARAGORN
It cannot be! You fell!
Through fire and water.
[Flashback: Gandalf is battling the Balrog on a peak.]GANDALF
From the lowest dungeon to the highest peak, I fought him, the Balrog of Morgoth.
[Gandalf holds up Glamdring and a flash of lightning strikes it before he plunges the sword into the Balrog. With a final cry, the Balrog falls from the peak and lands, smoking, onto the icy mountainside]GANDALF
Until at last, I threw down my enemy and smote his ruin upon the mountainside.
[On top of the mountain, Gandalf crawls a bit before collapsing on his back and gives up his consciousness]GANDALF
Darkness took me. And I strayed out of thought and time.
[Camera zooms in Gandalf’s eye and enters an amorphous realm of stars and galaxies, ending in
a blinding white light]GANDALF
Stars wheeled overhead as if of the life age of earth. But it was not the end. I felt light in me again.
[Camera zooms out from Gandalf’s eye, lying naked and very still. His hair has turned white and wounds are completely healed. He suddenly shudders with a deep gasp and pants as life returns to him]GANDALF
Ive been sent back until my task is done.
[looks at Aragorn puzzled] Gandalf? Oh yes. [There is a light of recollection in his eyes] Thats what they used to call me. Gandalf the Grey. That was my name.
[Looks at Aragorn meaningfully] I am Gandalf the White.
[Aragorn grins]GANDALF
And I come back to you now at the turn of the tide.
[They start to walk through the forest, with Gandalf leading the way, now wearing a grey cloak over his white robes] [page]

One stage of the journey is over another begins. War has come to Rohan. We must ride to Edoras with all speed.
[Outside the forest, Gandalf whistles piercingly. Soon an answering neigh is heard and Shadowfax appears from the plain, answering the call]LEGOLAS
That is one of the mearas Unless my eyes are cheated by some spell.
[Shadowfax comes round to stop in front of Gandalf]GANDALF
[Gimli bows in respect in the background]GANDALF
Hes the lord of all horses and hes been my friend through many dangers.
[The Three Hunters and Gandalf ride across the plains to Edoras] [Scene cuts. Treebeard walks through the forest, carrying Merry and Pippin]Treebeard: My home. I sleep in the forest here. The roots of the mountains. I told Gandalf I would keep you safe and safe is where Ill keep you. The trees have gone wild and dangerous. Anger is in their hearts. They will harm you if they can. There are too few of us now. Too few of us ents are left to manage them.

[Scene cut to where Frodo and Sam reach the Black Gate.]GOLLUM
The Black Gate of Mordor.
[The enormous Black Gate comes into view with orcs patrolling and standing guard on the towers and atop the walls. From right, an army of Easterling soldiers are marching to the Black Gate]SAM
My old Gaffer would have a thing or two to say if he saw this.
Master says show him the way into Mordor so good Smeagol does what master says so.
I did.
[They watch as orcs patrol the Black Gate]SAM
We cannot get past them.
[A command is heard and an orc sounds a horn, signalling for the Gate to be opened. Two enormous cave trolls stretch and growl and then pull the mighty Gate open]SAM
Look! The gate, its opening! [He looks down from where he is] I can see a way down.
[He moves closer to the edge. Suddenly, the rock underneath him gives way and he falls]FRODO
Sam! No!
[Frodo goes after Sam]GOLLUM
[Two Easterling soldiers see streams of dust coming down the cliff made by Sam and Frodo. They move away from the troop to investigate. Frodo reaches Sam who is stuck in the scree. As the Easterlings move closer and closer, Frodo throws his elvish cloak over himself and Sam. The soldiers are now directly in front of Sam, but their eyes see nothing but rock. Frodo and
Sam peer from underneath the cloak. The soldiers soon leave and after a moment, Frodo throws back the cloak and pulls Sam out]FRODO
I do not ask you to come with me, Sam.
I know, Mr. Frodo. I doubt these elvish cloaks will help us in there.
[They prepare to make a run for the Gate]FRODO
[Gollum seizes them and pulls them back]GOLLUM
No! No! No master! They catch you! They catch you. Dont take it to Him. He wants the precious. Always hes looking for it. And the preciousss is wanting to go back to him, but we mustn’t let him have it.
[Frodo tries to make a run for it]GOLLUM
No! [Pulls Frodo back again] There is another way. More secret, and dark way.
Why havent you spoke of this before?!
Because master did not ask!


He is up to something.
Are you saying that there is another way to Mordor?
Yes. There is a path, and some stairs and then a tunnel.
[Gollum strokes Frodo’s arm and buries his face in Frodo’s cloak, pleading for him not to go]FRODO
He has led us this far Sam.
Mr. Frodo, no!
Hes been true to his word.
Lead the way Smeagol.
Good Smeagol always help.
[Frodo follows Gollum as Sam stares after him in disbelief] [Scene cuts to Gandalf and Company arriving at Edoras]GANDALF
Edoras and the Golden Hall of Meduseld, King of Rohan, whose mine is overthrown and Sarumans hold over King Theoden is now very strong.
[Scene goes to within the Golden Halls. Eowyn is knelt in front of the king]EOWYN
My lord, your son is dead. My lord? Uncle? Will you not go to him? Will you do nothing.
Be careful what you say. Do not look for welcome here.
[Eowyn mourns the loss of the kingss son Theodred]GRIMA
Ohh he, he must have died sometime in the night. What a tragedy for the king to lose his only son and heir. I understand his passing is hard to accept, especially now that your brother has deserted you.
Leave me alone you snake!!!
Oh! But you are alone! Who knows what you have spoken to the darkness. The bitter watches of the night. When all your life seems to shrink. The walls of your bower closing in about you. So fair, so cold, like a morning pale spring still clinging to winters chill.
Your words are poison.
[Eowyn runs out of the hall. Outside, a flag comes off the pole and floats down, landing near the entrance to Edoras, just as Aragorn passes][The company approaches the stairs in the hall]GIMLI
This place is as cheerful as a graveyard.
[The guards approached the company]GANDALF
I cannot allow you before Theoden King so armed, Gandalf Grayhame. By order of-Grima Wormtongue.
[Legolas, Gimli and Aragorn surrender their weapons to the guards in a fashionable way. ]HAMA
Your staff.
Hmm? Oh. No, you would not part an old man from his walking stick.
[Gandalf, Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli enter the Golden Hall, and approach King Theoden]GRIMA
My lord. Gandalf the Grey is coming. He is not welcome
The courtesy of your hall is somewhat lessened of late, Theoden King.
He is not welcome.
Why should I welcome you, Gandalf Stormcrow?
A just question my lord. Late is the hour in which this conjurer chooses to appear Lathspell spell I name him. Ill news is an ill guest.
Silence! Keep your forked tongue behind you teeth. I have not come here to bandy words with a witless (??)


Your staff. I told you to take the wizards staff!
[Aragorn, Gimli and Legolas go off fighting the guards and protecting the Wizard while he begins the exorcism]GANDALF
Theoden, Son of Thengel. Too long have you sat in shadows.
Argh!! I would stay still if I were you.
Come to me. I will release you from the spell.
Hahahhhahahahah! You have no powers here Gandalf the Grey. HAAHHHA! Argh!!
I release you.
Hehehehehehehe. . . you have no power here, Gandalf the Grey!
[Gandalf drops his cloak and Theoden flies against the chair]THEODEN
I shall draw you, Saruman, as poison is drawn from a wound.
[Eowyn rushes in, tries to go to Theoden, but Aragorn stops her]ARAGORN
(in Sarumans voice) If I go. . . T
heoden dies.
[Theoden flies against the chair again]GANDALF
You did not kill me you will not kill him.
(in Sarumans voice) Rohan is mine!
Be gone!!
[Theoden jumps up at Gandalf, flies back into the chair and the shot changes to Saruman flying backward][Theodens face begins to change, into a much younger-looking man. Eowyn rushes up to him. ]

I know your face. Eowyn. . . Eowyn.
Breathe the free air again, my friend.
Dark my dreams have been of late.
Your fingers would remember their old strength better if they grasped your sword.
[Hama runs up with his sword][Theoden draws it out, then his gaze turns to Grima][The guards throws Grima out of the hall and down the stairs]GRIMA
Argh! Ive only ever served you my lord.
Your witchcraft would have had me crawling on all fours like a beast!
Send me not from your side!
[Theoden raises sword to kill Grima. Aragorn holds him back]ARAGORN
No my lord! No my lord. Let him go. Enough blood has been spilt on his account.
[Grima runs off through the crowd of witnesses]GRIMA
Get out of my way!
Hail, Theoden, King!
[Grima rides out of Edoras]THEODEN
Where is Theodred? Where is my son?
[Scene cuts to where Theoden visits his sons grave]THEODEN
Simbelmyne, ever has it grown on the tombs of my forebears. Now it shall cover the grave of my son. Alas, that these evil days shall be mine. The young perish and the old linger. That I should live to see the last days of my house.
Theodreds death was not of your making.
No parent should have to bury their child.
[Theoden started to weep and cry. ]GANDALF
He was strong in life. His spirits will find his way to the halls of your fathers.
[Two children on horseback appear on the hill. One child (Eothain) falls off the horse] [page] [Scene cuts. Inside the Golden Hall. The two children are at a table, and Eowyn is with them]EOWYN
They had no warning. They were unarmed. Now the wildmen are moving through westfold, burning as they go, every rick, cot and tree.
Wheres momma?
This is but a taste of the terror that Saruman will unleash. All the more potent for he is driven mad by the fear of Sauron. Ride out and meet him head on. Draw him away from the women and children. You must fight.
You have 2000 good men riding north as we speak. Eomer is loyal to you. His men will return and fight for their king.
They will be 300 leagues from here by now. Eomer cannot help us. I know what is that you want of me. But I would not bring further death to my people. I will not risk open war.
Open war is upon you, whether would risk it or not.
When last I looked, Theoden, not Aragorn, was king of Rohan.
[Gimli drinks ale then burps]GANDALF
Then what is the kings decision?
[Scene changes to be outside the Golden Hall]HAMA
By order of the king, The city must empty. We make for the refuge of
Helms Deep. Do not burden yourself with treasures. Take only what provisions you need.
Helms Deep! They flee to the mountains when they should stand and fight. Who will defend them if not their king?
He is only doing what he thinks is best for his people. Helms Deep has saved them in the past.
There is no way out than that of ravine. Theoden is walking into a trap. He thinks he is leading them to safety but what hell get is a massacre.
Theoden has a strong hold but I fear for him. I fear for the survival of Rohan. He will need you before the end there Aragorn. The people of Rohan will need you. The defences have to hold.
They will hold.
The Grey Pilgrim. That is what they used to call me. 300 lives of men have walked this earth and now, I have no time. Good luck. My search will not be in vain. Look to my coming. at first light, of the fifth day, at dawn, look to the East.
[Gandalf rides out of the stable] [Scene cuts to show Eowyn as she opens a chest. In it is a sword, which she begins to practice with. She swings around and is met by Aragorn, who blocks her swing]ARAGORN
You have some skill with a blade?
Women of this country learned long ago that those without swords may still die upon them. I fear neither death nor pain.
What do you fear my lady?
A cage. To stay behind bars until use and old age accept them. And all chance of valour has gone beyond recall or desire.
You are a daughter of kings. A shieldmaiden of Rohan. I do not think that will be your fate.

[Scene cuts. The people are seen heading towards Helms Deep. At Isengard, Grima confers with Saruman]GRIMA
Theoden will not stay at Edoras. It is vulnerable, he knows this. He will expect an attack on the city. They will flee to Helms Deep, the great fortress of Rohan. It is a dangerous road to take through the mountains. It will be slow. They will have women and children with them.
[Saruman walks through the depths of Isengard. He approaches an orc]SARUMAN
Send out your warg riders.
[The orc smiles. Behind him is seen a pit full of dangerous wargs] [page] [Scene cuts to Frodo and Sam walking next to a river. Gollum is trying to catch a fish]SAM
Hey stinker! Dont go getting too far ahead!
Why do you do that?
Call him names? Run him down all the time.
Because. Cause thats what he is Mr. Frodo. Theres naught left in im but lies and deceit. Its the ring he wants. Its all he cares about.
You have no idea what it did to him. What is still doing to him. I want to help him Sam.
Because I have to believe he could come back.
You cant save him, Mr. Frodo. No one can.
(growling angry) What do you know about it? Nothing! [Pauses as Sam walks off] Im sorry Sam. I dont know why I said that.
I do. Its the ring. You cant take your eyes off it. Ive seen you. Youre not eating. You barely sleep. Its taking a hold of you Mr Frodo. You have to fight it.
I know what I have to do Sam. The ring was entrusted to me. Its my task! Mine! My own!.
Cant you hear yourself? Dont you know who you sound like?
[Scene cuts. It is night, and Frodo and Sam sleep while Gollum is off by himself]GOLLUM
We wants it, we needs it. Must have the precious. They stole it from us. Sneaky little hobbitses. Wicked, Trickses, False!
No! No! Master, yes.
Yes. Precious first. They will kick you, hurt you, lie.
Masters my friend.
You dont have any friends. Nobody likes you.
Not listening. Not listening.
You’re a liar, thief
Go away.
Go away! HAHAHHA.
I hate you, I hate you!
Where would you be without me? (Gollum gollum). I saved us. It was me. We survived because of me!
Not anymore.
What did you say?
Master looks after us now. We dont need you.
Leave now and never come back.
leave now and never come back!
leave now and never come back!
[Smeagol pants and looks around]SMEAGOL
We told him to go away! And away he goes precious. Gone, gone, gone, Smeagol is free!

[page] [Scene cuts. The next day, while the hobbits are resting, Smeagol comes back with two rab
Look! Look! See what Smeagol finds! Hehehe! Hah hah!
[Smeagol picks up one of the dead rabbits and rips it apart in front of Frodo]SMEAGOL
They are young! There are tender and nice. Yes they are! Eat them. Eat them.
Youll make him sick you will, behaving like that. Theres only one way to eat a brace of coneys.
[Scene goes to where Sam is cooking the rabbits in a pot]SMEAGOL
Argh!! Whats he doing! Stupid fat hobbit. You ruins it!
What’s to ruin? Theres hardly any meat on em.
[A faint calling sound caught the attention of Frodo.]SAM
What we need it a few good taters.
What’s taters? Precious, what’s taters? Huh?
Po-ta-toes!! Boil em, mash em stick ‘em in the stew. Lovely big golden chips with a nice piece of fried fish.
Even you couldn’t say no to that.
Oh yes we could. Spoiling nice fish. [scrambles over to Sam] Give it to us raw…and wriggling! You keep nasty chips! [scrambles away]SAM
Youre hopeless.
[Frodo follows the source of the sound and goes out of sight]SAM
Mr Frodo?
[Scene goes to where Frodo lies on his stomach on a bank as he watches an army marching across the land]SAM
Who are they?
Wicked men, servants of Sauron. They are called to Mordor. The Dark One is gathering all armies to him. It wont be long now. It will soon be ready.
Ready for what?
To make his war the last war that will cover all the world in shadow.
Weve got to keep moving. Cmon Sam.
[From behind the trees, two 50 foot high Oliphaunts appear carrying even more men]SAM
Mr. Frodo! Look! Oliphaunts! No one at home will believe this.
[Smeagol backs out]FRODO
[Pandemonium breaks out from below where the soldiers are when arrows are suddenly shot towards them – they are being ambushed by rangers from Gondor]FRODO
Weve been here for too long. Cmon Sam.
[Both of them flee and Frodo is caught by a ranger. Sam spots that Frodo has been captured]SAM
[Another ranger appears and grabs Sam. One of the rangers points a sword toward Sam]FARAMIR
Bind their hands.

[Scene cuts. The villagers are heading towards Helms Deep]GIMLI
Its true that you dont see many dwarf women. And in fact, they are so alike in voice and appearance, haha, they are often mistaken for dwarf men.
[Eowyn glances back at Aragorn]ARAGORN
[Gestures with hand by his chin] Its the beard…
[Eowyn giggles]GIMLI
And this in turn has given rise to the belief that there are no dwarf women. And the dwarves just, spring out of holes in the ground!


Hehehe! Which is of course ridiculous. Whoa!!
[Gimli’s horse canters forward suddenly. Gimli falls from the horse]GIMLI
Its alright! Its alright. Nobody panic. That was deliberate. It was deliberate.
[It is night. Aragorn cant sleep and is smoking his pipe. In the background, Arwen’s voice is heard]ARWEN
The light of the Evenstar does not wax and wane. It is mine to give to whom I will. Like my heart. Go to sleep.
[Scene goes to Aragorn’s dream]ARAGORN
I am asleep. This is a dream.
Then it is a good dream. Sleep.
You told me once.–Elvish translation– This day would come.
This is not the end… –Elvish Translation– It is the beginning. You must go with Frodo. That is your path.
My path is hidden from me. –Elvish translation–
It is already laid before your feet. –Elvish translation–. you cannot falter now.
If you trust nothing else… trust this. Trust us. –Elvish translation–
[Aragorn and Arwen romantically unite in a kiss] [Scene cuts to the next day of the Rohirrims trekking]EOWYN
Where is she? The woman who gave you that jewel?
[Aragorn smiles but says nothing. The scene changes to a flashback of Elrond conversing with Aragorn in Rivendell]ELROND
Our time here is ending. Arwens time is ending. Let her go. Let her take the ship into the West. Let her bear away her love for you to the undying lands, which is evergreen.
It will never be more than a memory.
I will not leave my daughter here to die.
She stays because she still has hope.
She stays for you. She belongs with her people.
[Aragorn and Arwen meet before the departure of the Fellowship]ARAGORN
You have a chance for another life… –Elvish translation– away from war… grief… despair.
Why are you saying this?
Im mortal. You are elf kind. It was a dream Arwen, nothing more.
[Aragorn returns the necklace to Arwen]ARAGORN
This belongs to you.
It was a gift. Keep it.
[Flashback ends]

My lord?
She is sailing to the undying lands, with all that is left of her kin.
[Two riders, Gamling and Hama ride to the front of the people]GAMLING
What is it? Hama?
[Horses become restless]HAMA
Im not sure.
[A warg scout appears above them and starts charging towards both of them. The warg attacks Hama, shaking him in its mouth and throwing him once he is dead. Legolas comes to the rescue and shoots an arrow, killing the warg. He walks up to the orc and stabs him so he’s dead] [page]

A scout!
Theoden! What do you see?
Wargs! We are under attack!
[Villagers begin to panic]THEODEN
All riders to the head of the colony.
Cmon get me up here, Im a rider. Agh!
[Legolas spots many wargs coming fast towards them]THEODEN
You must lead the people to Helms Deep and make haste.
I can fight!
No! You must do this… for me. Follow me! Argh!
Forward, forward honey, march forward.
Make for the lower ground. Stick together!
[Aragorn catches one final glimpse of Eowyn and sets off. Legolas shoots several wargs and their riders, and then grabs onto Gimlis horse as it gallops towards him, swinging himself up on it.]ORC
[The warg riders and the Rohirrim crash into each other at full speed After about minute of fighting, Gimli falls of the horse. A riderless warg heads straight towards him.]GIMLI: Bring your pretty face to my axe!
[Legolas shoots the warg as it attacks]GIMLI
Argh!! That one counts as mine!
[Another warg, dead, lands on Gimli]GIMLI
Argh! Stinking creature. Argh!
[A warg-rider appears over the dead warg, and Gimli snaps his neck][Gimli tries to lift the creature so he can get up, but another warg crawls into view. The warg growls. Aragorn throws a spear towards the warg and kills it. It also lands on Gimli.]GIMLI
[A warg and rider ride past Aragorn. He leaps upon his back and head butts the warg-rider. He slips and catches his hand in the reins of the warg. The rider, battles with Aragorn as he is dragged along, before he falls off injured. The warg carries on, and despite much effort, Aragorn cannot escape. The warg goes over the cliff along with Aragorn.][Gimli walks up to a warg lying on the ground and axes his neck. Him and Legolas call out to Aragorn but no reply is heard. A laugh is then heard from the fallen warg-rider, lying on the ground. Legolas and Gimli walk over to him]GIMLI
Tell me what happened and I will ease your passing.
He’s dead. He took a little tumble over the cliff.
You lie.
[The warg-rider continues to laugh and then dies. Legolas opens up his hand
to reveal Arwen’s Evenstar belonging to Aragorn. He takes it and follows Gimli to the edge of the cliff. Theoden approaches as well. There is no sign of Aragorn, so Theoden moves them away, back to Helms Deep]THEODEN
Put the wounded on horses. The wolves of Isengard will return. Leave the dead.
[Scene cuts. The riders return to Helms Deep after their battle with the Wargs]FREDA: Momma!
[The children find their mother once again and she hugs them]GUARD
Make way for Theoden. Make way for the king.
So few. So few of you have returned.
Our people are safe. They have paid for it with my many lives.
My lady…
Lord Aragorn, where is he?
He fell…

[page] [Eowyn and Theoden look at each other, and the king walks off. Eowyn is shocked and shaken]THEODEN
Draw out forces behind the wall. Bar the gate, and set a watch on the surround.
What of those who cannot fight my lord? The women and children?
Get them into the cave. Sarumans arm would have grown long indeed if he thinks he can reach us here.
[The camera shot shows a culvert in the wall of Helms Deep. Grima’s voice is heard in the background]GRIMA
Helms Deep has but one weakness. Its outer wall is solid rock for except for a small culvert in space which is little more than a drain.
[Scene cuts and shows Saruman as he pours explosive stones into a spiky, metallic ball]GRIMA
How? How can fire undo stone? What kind of device can break down a wall?
[Saruman pushes the candle that Grima is holding away from the explosive stones for fear of explosion]SARUMAN
If the wall is breached, Helms Deep will fall.
Even if it is breached, it would take a number beyond reckoning, thousands to storm the keep.
Tens of thousands.
But my lord there is no such force.
[Both of them walk to the balcony of the tower. Grima looks in awe at the sheer number of warriors standing in neat rows, waiting for Saruman to appear. The horn sounds for the appearance of Saruman, who will give the order to attack Helms Deep. A loud cheer begins]SARUMAN
(addressing crowd) A new power is rising. Its victory is at hand.
[The warriors cheer and roar]SARUMAN
This night, the land would be stained with the blood of Rohan! March to Helms Deep! Leave none alive! To war!! There will be no dawn for Men.
[The warriors begin their march to Helms Deep] [Scene cuts to Merry and Pippin]PIPPIN
Look! The smoke to the south!
There is always smoke rising up from Isengard these days.
There was a time, when Saruman would walk in my woods, but now, he has a mind of metal and wheels. He no longer cares for growing things.
[From where Merry and Pippin sit upon Treebeard, over the treetops they spot a massive army marching by]PIPPIN
What is it?
Its Sarumans army! The war has started.
[Scene cuts. Aragorn floats in the river and washes ashore. Dreaming, Arwen kisses Aragorn on his lips]ARWEN
May the grace of the Valar protect you.
[Brego arrives and nudges Aragorn until he awakes. Aragorn slowly rides to Helms Deep] [Scene cuts to Arwen lying down in Rivendell. Elrond approaches her]ELROND
Arwen. It is time. The ships are leaving for Valinor. Go now… before it is too late. (Elvish Translation)
Ive made my choice.
He is not coming back. Why do you linger where there is no hope?
There is still hope.


If Aragorn survives this war, You will still be parted. If Sauron is defeated, then Aragorn made king and all that you hoped for comes true…you will still have to taste the bitterness of mortality. Whether by the sword of the slow decay of time, Aragorn will die. And there will be no comfort for you. No comfort to ease the pain of his passing. He will come to death. An image of the splendor of the kings of men in glory undimmed before the breaking of the world. But you, my daughter, you will linger on in darkness and in doubt. As night falling winter has come without a star. Here you will dwell, bound to your grief, under the fading trees, until all the world has changed and the long years of your life are utterly spent. Arwen… there is nothing for you here, only death. Do I not also have your love? (Elvish translation)
You have my love father. (Elvish translation)
[The Elves in Rivendell set off to leave Middle Earth. Arwen looks at her father one last time before she leaves. The scene then goes to Elrond, standing, silently communicating with Galadriel]GALADRIEL
I amar prestar aen, han mathon ne nen, han mathon ne chae a han nostan ned gwilith.
The power of the enemy is growing. Sauron will use his puppet Saruman to destroy the people of Rohan. Isengard has been unleashed. The Eye of Sauron now turns to Gondor. The last free kingdom of men. His war on this country will come swiftly. He senses the ring is close. The strength of the ringbearer is failing. In his heart, Frodo begins to understand. The quest will claim his life. You know this. You have foreseen it. It is the risk we all took. In the gathering dark, the will of the ring grows strong. It works hard now to find its way back into the hands of men. Men, who are so easily seduced by its power. The young captain of Gondor has but to extend his hand to take the ring for his own and the world will fall. He is close now, so close to achieving his goal. For Sauron will have dominion over all life on this Earth, even until the ending of the world. The time of the elves is over. Do we leave Middle Earth to this fate? Do we let them stand alone?
[Scene cuts to Henneth Anun. Faramir and one of his rangers look over a map]FARAMIR
What news?
Our scouts report Saruman has attacked Rohan. Theoden’s people have fled to Helm’s Deep. But we must look to our own borders. Faramir, orcs are on the move. Sauron is marshalling an army. Easterlings and Southrons are passing through the Black Gate.
How many?
Some thousands. More come every day.
Who’s covering the river to the north?
We pulled 500 men out of Osgiliath, but if the city is attacked, we won’t hold it.
Saruman attacks from Isengard. Sauron from Mordor. The fight will come to men on both fronts. Gondor is weak. Sauron will strike us soon. And he will strike hard. He knows now we do not have the strength to repel him.

As Duas Torres em Duas Horas – O Roteiro

Frodo: (subindo as Emyn Muil) Estou com fome.
Sam: Coma meu lembas, senhor.

Frodo: (já enjoado) Estou com sede.
Sam: Beba minha água, senhor.
Gollum: Ladrão!
Sam: Morra!
Frodo: Deixe o pobrezinho, Sam! Estou cansado.
Gollum: Sméagol bonzinho…
Sam: Suba em minhas costas, senhor.

Merry: A árvore está falando.
Barbárvore: Dãããã…
Pippin: Estamos à salvo.
Barbárvore: Não dá tempo de ser sábio nesse filme, por isso dãããã…
Merry e Pippin: Oooooohh, Gandalf! Você não morreu!

Aragorn: Legolas! Pára de pentear o cabelo e vamos para Edoras.
Legolas: Um sol vermelho nasce…
Gimli: E daí, você só faz dizer frases sem impacto!
Legolas: E você que não serve pra nada???
Aragorn: Calem a boca e vamos logo!
Gimli, Legolas e Aragorn: Oooooohh, Gandalf! Você não morreu!

Saruman: (no telefone) Chapinha japonesa às quatro.
Cabeleireira: Linda, só tem pra 4:30.
Saruman: Não! Eu tenho que estar lindo antes de o Grima chegar!
Sauron: Alô, Saruman?
Cabeleireira: Deu linha cruzada?
Saruman: Cruzada não, LISA!
Sauron: Cadê meus orcs?
Saruman: Dia de visita íntima!

Gandalf: (chega em Edoras segurando uma maleta) Saia deste corpo que
não lhe pertence!
Théoden: (vomita verde depois volta ao normal) Valeu brother!
Éomer: Titio, seu filho morreu.
Théoden: E daí!
Gríma: (vai embora)
Gandalf: Orcs atacarão amanhã.
Éowyn: (para Aragorn) Alôu gostosão!
Théoden: Vamos todos de mala e cuia para o Forte da Trombeta!
Gandalf: Vou me mandar!

Narrador: Enquanto isso nos Pântanos Mortos — se não mortos,
Frodo: Estou com fome.
Sam: Coma meu lembas, senhor.
Frodo: (já enjoado) Estou com sede.
Sam: Beba minha água, senhor.
Gollum: Não olhar para as luzes, hobbitses!
Frodo: Oh! Como sou genioso! NAZGÛÛL VEM AQUI NA MOITA!
Gollum: Sméagol bonzinho…
Sam: Suba em minhas costas, senhor.

Pippin: Façam alguma coisa!
Ents: Dãããã…
Merry: E aí?
Ents: Não vamos fazer nada.
Pippin: Mas fazemos parte do mesmo mundo…
Ents: Cale a boca!
Merry: Vou visitar tio Saruman.
Ents: Dãããã…

He-Man: Pelos poderes de Gay-q-sou! Eu queimo a rosca! Ih! Foi mal,
errei o estúdio.
Aragorn: Os orcs estão chegando. Sou O Bom, vou matar todos com minha
Legolas: Meu arco é mais potente.
Aragorn: Eu sou mais forte!
Legolas: Eu sou mais bonito!
Aragorn: Sou melhor treinado!
Legolas: Sou mais penteado!
Aragorn: Tenho a Pig Tyler aos meus pés!
Legolas: Tenho o que eu quiser!
Aragorn: Agora baixou o nível! O meu é maior que o teu!
Legolas: O meu é élfico, é Enooorme!
Rohirrim: Calem a boca!
Théoden: (bebendo Buddweiser) Whats uuuuuuuupppp?
Gimli: Ahaaa! Ninguém pode contra mim! Baruk khazâd! Khazâd aî-mênu!
Eorlingas: (cortam)
Gimli: (decepa)
Legolas: (atira) Eu sou DEMAAAISSS!
Aragorn: (corta) Convencido!

Saruman: Há há há!
Grima: Quer que eu lamba o chão, senhor?

Ents: (vendo floresta destruída) Dãããã!!!!!
Hobbits: Vâmulá!
Ents: (quebram tudo)

Frodo: (nos jardins de Ithilien) Estou com fome.
Sam: Coma meu lembas, senhor.
Frodo: (já enjoado) Estou com sede.
Sam: Beba minha água, senhor.
Gollum: Ladrão!
Sam: Morra!
Frodo: Deixe o pobrezinho, Sam! Estou cansado.
Gollum: Sméagol bonzinho…
Sam: Suba em minhas costas, senhor.

Saruman: Bobinha, pensa que eu não sei que você vai me matar pelas

Huorn: (se aproximando do Forte Da Trombeta) Se pudéssemos falar,
diríamos dãããã…

Gandalf: (aparece do nada) Voltei!
Éomer: (aparece do nada com seu exército anormalmente grande)

Frodo: Olhe como sou feliz, vou encontrar o Faramir! Ano que vem me
candidato a Teletubbie!
Sam: Oh, veja o Olifante!
Faramir: Me dê o Anel!
Sam: Vou protegê-lo com minha vida senhor Frodo!
Faramir: Vai ver se eu tô na esquina!
Sam: (vai procurar Faramir)
Frodo: Oh, não! Estou só! Pode vir gato, tira a camisa levanta pro
alto e começa a rodaaaar!

Aragorn: Sou feliz, amigo do Frodo e falo Sindarin com os camponeses
Théoden: (bêbado) Hic! Ven… (vomita em cima do guarda) cemos???
Todos: Yeah!!!
Aragorn: Vejam! São meus súditos e meus cunhados!
Elladan e Elrohir: (calados)
Aragorn: Vamos pelas Sendas dos Mortos!
Éowyn: Morrerão.
Aragorn: (assoviando pelo caminho Thriller) Por ali!
Todos: (calados)
Aragorn: Sou um rei tardado. Rei tardado, entendeu?? Háháhá!

Frodo: (subindo as escadarias de Cirith Ungol) Estou com fome.
Sam: Coma meu lembas, senhor.
Frodo: (já enjoado) Estou com sede.
Sam: Beba minha água, senhor.
Gollum: Ladrão!
Sam: Morra!
Frodo: Deixe o pobrezinho, Sam! Estou cansado.
Gollum: Sméagol bonzinho…
Sam: Suba em minhas costas, senhor.
Gollum: Sméagol alimentar ELA! Sméagol alimentar ELA! Sméagol
alimentar ELA!

Sam: um novo amanhã nasce…
Gollum: Ah cala a boca, gorducho!
Sam: … e devemos estar unidos contra a sombra…
Frodo: Estou entediado!
Sam: … porque a ameaça fantasma e o ataque dos clones…
Gollum: Nóss quer brincar de passsa Preciossso! Fechem os olhoss
Hobbits: (sentam e fecham os olhos)

Horas depois…
Frodo: Só mesmo o Gollum pra querer brincar de passa Anel agora…
Sam: (cujo discurso já terminou) Ele tá demorando…
Frodo: Que futum! Foi você Sam?
Sam: Não senhor, senhor Frodo. Será aquela aranha gigante bem atrás
de nós, pronta para nos comer?
Frodo: Acho que não… …Oh! Sam venha me salvar!
Sam: Não dá, senhor Frodo. Só podemos abrir os olhos quando o Gollum


As Duas Torres – parte 2/2

We are hobbits of the Shire. Frodo Baggins is my name and this is Samwise Gamgee.
Your bodyguard?
His gardener.
And where is your skulking friend? That gangrel creature. He had an ill-favoured look.
[Scene cuts to Faramir approaching Sam and Frodo in the cave]FARAMIR
My men tell me that you are orc spies.
Spies! Now wait just a minute.
Well if you’re not spies, then who are you? Speak!
There was no other. We set out from Rivendell with seven companions. One we lost in Moria. Two were my kin. A dwarf there was also. And an elf. And two men. Aragorn, son of Arathorn and Boromir of Gondor.
You were a friend of Boromir?
Yes. For my part.
It would grieve you then to learn that he is dead?
Dead? How? When?
As one of his companions, I had hoped you would tell me. He was my brother.
Captain Faramir.
[Faramir takes Frodo to the entrance of the Forbidden Pool. Gollum can be seen below]FARAMIR
You must come with me.
[Scene changes to Faramir and Frodo, standing on the edge on the rock, looking down at Smeagol]FARAMIR
Now. Down there. To enter the Forbidden Pool bears the penalty of death.
[Faramir points to four other men holding bow and arrow at Smeagol]FAMARIR
They wait for my command. Shall they shoot?
Rock and pool is nice and cool, so juicy sweet. I only wish to catch a fish, so juicy sweet!
Wait. This creature is bound to me. And I to him. He is our guide. Please, let me go down to him.
[Faramir nods slightly][Camera goes down to Smeagol as Frodo appears behind him]FRODO
Smeagol. Master is here. Come, Smeagol. Trust master. Come.
We must go now?
Smeagol, you must trust master. Follow me, come on. Come. Come, Smeagol. Nice Smeagol. That’s it. Come on.
[As Smeagol edges closer and closer to Frodo, Faramir’s men grab him]FRODO
Don’t hurt him! Smeagol don’t struggle! Smeagol listen to me.
[The men put a sack over Smeagol][Scene cuts to inside, with Smeagol lying on the floor and Faramir standing over him]FARAMIR
Where are you leading them? Answer me!
Smeagol. Why does it cry, Smeagol?
Frodo hurts us. Master tricked us.
Of course he did. I told you he was tricksy. I told you he was false.
Master is our friend… our friend.
Master betrayed us.
No, but it’s business. Leave us alone.
Filthy little hobbites. They stole it from us.


What did they steal?
My…..[Shouts] precioussss!!!
The Confrontation
[Scene cuts Frodo and Sam, in the cave area]SAM
We have to get out of here. You go. Go. Now. You can do it. Use the Ring, Mr. Frodo. Just this once. Put it on. Disappear.
I can’t. You were right, Sam. You tried to tell me. I’m sorry. The Ring’s taking me, Sam. If I put it on, he’ll find me. He’ll see.
Mr. Frodo.
[Suddenly Faramir enters, and draws a sword on Frodo]FARAMIR
So… this is the answer to all the riddles. Here in the wild I have you. Two haflings and a host of men at my call. And the ring of power within my grasp. A chance for Faramir, captain of Gondor, to show his quality.
[Frodo suddenly pushes the blade away and runs into the corner]FRODO
Stop it! Leave him alone! Don’t you understand?! He’s got to destroy it. That’s where we’re going. To Mordor. To the Mountain of Fire.
Osgiliath is under attack. They call for reinforcements.
Please. It’s such a burden. Will you not help him?
Prepare to leave. The Ring will go to Gondor.

[Scene cuts to Aragorn, weakly riding upon Brego. Aragorn sees the Uruks marching and makes his way to Helm’s Deep]ARAGORN
[in elvish to Brego][Aragorn finally arrives at Hems Deep. He dismounts from Brego]GIMLI: [Shoving his way through] Get out of my way! Im going to kill him! You are the trickiest, the luckiest, most reckless man I ever knew! Bless you, laddie!
Where is the king?
[Aragorn runs into Legolas]LEGOLAS
[in elvish] You’re late. You look terrible.
[in elvish] Thank you.
A great host, you say?
All Isengard is emptied.
How many?
Ten thousand strong at least.
It is an army bred for a single purpose: to destroy the world of Men. They will be here by nightfall.
Let them come.
I want every man and strong lad able to bear arms, to be ready for battle by nightfall. We will cover the causeway and the gate from above. No army has ever breached the deeping wall or set foot inside the Hornburg.
This is no rabble of mindless orcs. These are Uruk-Hai. There armour is thick and their shields broad.
I have fought many wars, Master Dwarf. I know how to defend my own keep. They will break upon this fortress like water on rock. Saruman’s hordes will pillage and burn, we’ve seen it before. Crops can be resown. Homes rebuilt. Within these walls, we will outlast them.
They do not come to destroy Rohan’s crops or villages. They come to destroy its people. Down to the last child.


What would you have me do? Look at my men. Their courage hangs by a thread. If this is to be our end, then I would have them make such an end as to be worthy of remembrance!
Send out riders, my lord. You must call for aid.
And who will come. Elves? Dwarves? We are not so lucky in our friends as you. The old alliances are dead.
Gondor will answer.
Gondor? Where was Gondor when the Westfold fell? Where was Gondor when our enemies closed in around us? Where was – No, my lord Aragorn, we are alone. Get the women and children into the caves.
We need more time to lay provisions for a siege, lord –
There is no time. War is upon us!
Secure the gate.

[Scene cuts to a clearing in the forest. More and more Ents appear]TREEBEARD: The ents have not troubled about the wars of men and wizards for a very long time. But now something is about to happen that has not happened for an age… ent moot.
What’s that?
A gathering.
A gathering of what?
Beech, oak, chestnut, ash. Good, good, many have come. Now we must decide if the ents will go to war.

[Scene cuts to all the ‘soldiers’ collecting their weapons and armour, Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli look on]ARAGORN
Farmer, fairies, stable boys. These are no soldiers.
Most have seen too many winters.
Or too few. Look at them. They’re frightened. I can see it in their eyes. (Boe a hûn: neled herain dan caer menig.) And they should be. 300 against 10,000?
[Si beriach a hýn. Amar na ned Edoras.] They have a better chance here than in Edoras.
LEGOLAS: [Aragorn, men i ndagor. Hýn ú-gâr ortheri. Natha daged aen.] Every one will die tonight.
Then I shall die as one them!
[Aragorn storms off]GIMLI
Let him go, lad. Let him be.

[Scene goes to Theoden, s
tanding inside, with Gamling behind him, with the kings armour]GAMLING
Every villager able to wield a sword has been sent to the armoury. My lord?
Who am I, Gamling?
You are our king, sire.
And do you trust your king?
You’re men, my lord, will follow you to whatever end.
To whatever end. Where is the horse and the rider. Where is the horn that was blowing. They have passed like rain on the mountains. Like wind in the meadow. The days have gone down in the west. Behind the hills, into shadow. How did it come to this.
[Scene cuts to Aragorn, sitting outside on some steps. He watches a young lad, fully armoured carrying his sword, with a frightened look on his face]ARAGORN
Give me your sword. What is your name?
Haleth, son of Hama, my lord. The men are saying that we will not live out the night. They say that it is hopeless.


This is a good sword, Haleth, son of Hama. There is always hope.
[Scene cuts to Aragorn inside, putting on his armour. As he is going to pick up his sword, Legolas hands it to him]LEGOLAS
We have trusted you this far and you have not led us astray. Forgive me. I was wrong to despair.
Ú-moe … There is nothing to forgive, Legolas.
We’ve tried to get this adjusted. It’s a little tight across the chest.
[A horn can be heard from outside]LEGOLAS
That is no orc horn.
[A procession of smartly dressed elves can be seen marching up to Helms Deep]ROH
Send for the king. Open the gate!
How is this possible?
I bring word from Elrond of Rivendell. An alliance once existed between elves and men. Long ago we fought and died together. We come to honor that allegiance.
You are most welcome.
[Aragorn gives Haldir a big hug. At first Haldir is shocked but then hugs Aragorn as well]HALDIR
We are proud to fight alongside men, once more.
[Scene cuts to Helms Deep. The walls are filled with soldiers, men and elf. The camera flows too and fro along the frontline of soldiers, then to the approaching enemies in the distant. Once again the camera goes along the line of soldiers behind the wall, stopping when it gets to Legolas and the top of a helmet, worn by Gimli]GIMLI
You could have picked a better spot. Well lad, the luck you live by, let’s hope it lasts the night.
You’re friends are with you, Aragorn.
Let’s hope they last the night.
[The Uruk Hai and co finally arrive and stop about 50 yards away from the wall, growling as the go]ARAGORN
[Ba-ráe-d-o-?hîn! [?] Ú-danno i failad a thi; an úben tannatha le failad. [?]] Show them no mercy! For you shall receive none!
[The Uruk Hai and co start banging their spears against the ground, making a loud drumming noise. Scene goes back to Gimli and Legolas. Gimli is impatiently jumping up and down, trying to see]GIMLI
What’s happening out there?
Shall I describe it to you? Or would you like me to find you a box?
[in elvish] Hold!
So it begins.
[in elvish] Ready arrows!
[Hai(n)- … di na lanc a núrath?] Their armor is weak at the neck and under the arms.
[in elvish] Fire!
Anybody hit anything?
Give them a volley.
[in elvish] Keep firing.
Come on! Send them to me!
[Pendraid!] Ladders!


Legolas, two already!
I’m on seventeen!
I’ll have no pointy-ear outscoring me!

[Scene cuts to Ent Moot]PIPPIN
We have just agreed.
[Treebeard dozes off]MERRY
I have told your names to the Ent moot and we have agreed: you are not orcs.
Well that’s good.
And what about Saruman? Have you come to a decision about him.
Now don’t be hasty, Master Meriadoc.
Hasty? Our friends are out there. They cannot fight this war on their own.
War, yes. It affects us all. But you must understand, young hobbit. It takes a long time to say anything in old entish and we never say anything unless it is worth taking a long time to say.

[Scene cuts to battle]GIMLI
Seventeen. Eighteen. Nineteen. Twenty. Twenty-one. Twenty-two.
[in elvish]THEODEN
Is this it? Is this all you can conjure, Saruman.
[Uruk Hai’s come with two, large spiked balls and bang both at the culvert before retreating. Suddenly a Berserker comes charging at the culvert]ARAGORN
Legolas, stop him! Kill him!
[Legolas shoots two arrows at him. The Berserker flinches but carries on]THEODEN
Hold them! Stand fast!
[The Berserker throws himself at the culvert. The wall explodes, massive chunks of rock flying into the Uruk Hai army. Aragorn gets thrown with it and lands on the floor below. Gimli jumps from where he stands onto the approaching Uruk Hai, and battles with them once more]ARAGORN
Gimli! Prepare to charge! Charge!

[Scene cuts to the Ent gathering]TREEBEARD
The Ents cannot hold back this storm. We must weather such things as we have always done.
How can that be your decision?
This is not our war.
But your part of this world, aren’t you. You must help. Please. You must do something.
You are young and brave, master Merry. But your part in this tale is over. Go back to your home.
Maybe Treebeard’s right. We don’t belong here, Merry. It’s too big for us. What can we do in the end? We’ve got the Shire. Maybe we should go home.
The fires of Isengard will spread. And the woods of Tuckburough and Buckland will burn. And all that was once green and good in this world will be gone. There won’t be a Shire, Pippin.

[Scene cuts back to Helms Deep]THEODEN
Aragorn, fall back to the gate!


Haldir, fall back.
[Legolas and someone else run by, carrying Gimli away from the battle]GIMLI
What are you doing? Stop it!
[As Haldir prepares to retreat, he gets stabbed in his arm. As he experiences the shock of the pain, another Uruk hai raises his axe and stabs him hard in his back. Haldir sways as his life leaves him, looking at all the dead on the ground.]ARAGORN
[Aragorn goes down to him and as Haldir falls back into his arms, he sees he is dead][Scene cuts to the gate]HAM
Brace the gate.
To the gate! Draw your swords!
We can’t hold much longer.
Hold them!
How long do you need?
As long as you can give me!
[Both Aragorn and Gimli sneak out through the secret entrance, and spy on the Uruk Hai as they try to break through the gate]GIMLI
Come on. We can take ‘em!
It’s a long way.
Toss me.
I cannot jump the distance so you have to toss me. Don’t tell the elf.
Not a word.
Shore up the door! Gimli, Aragorn! Get out of there!
Pull everybody back. Pull them back.
Fall back! Fall back!
They’ve broken through! Come, to the keep!
Retreat! Retreat!
Inside! Get them inside!

[Scene cuts to Treebeard ca
rrying Merry and Pippin through the forest once again]TREEBEARD
I will leave you at the western borders of the forest. You can make your way north to your homeland from there.
Wait! Stop! Stop! Turn around. Turn around. Take us south!
South? But that will lead you past Isengard.
PIPPIN: Yes. Exactly. If we go south we can slip past Saruman unnoticed. The closer we are to danger, the farther we are from harm. It’s the last thing he’ll expect.
Mmmm. That doesn’t make sense to me. But then, you are very small. Perhaps your right. South it is then. Hold on, little Shirelings. I always like going south. Somehow it feels like going down hill.
Are you mad, we’ll be caught.
No we won’t. Not this time.

[Scene cuts to Faramir still leading the hobbits, on the outskirts of Osgiliath]GON
Look. Osgiliath burns.


The Ring will not save Gondor. It has only the power to destroy. Please, let me go.
Faramir, you must let me go!

[Scene cuts to Treebeard, walking south through the forest. He is in the middle of telling Merry and Pippin a tale, when he reaches outside and sees stumps where there used to be trees]TREEBEARD
And a little family of field mice that climb up sometimes and they tickle me awfully. They’re always trying to get somewhere – Many of these trees were my friends. Creatures I had known from nut and acorn.
I’m sorry, Treebeard.
They had voices of their own. Saruman. A wizard should know better. There is no curse in elvish, entish or the tongues of men for this treachery. My business is with Isengard tonight. With a rock and stone.
[From behind, about a hundred more Ents appear from the forest]TREEBEARD
Come my friends. The ents are going to war. It is likely that we go to our doom. The last march of the ents.

[Faramir arrives at Osgiliath, with Frodo and Sam. Gon runs up to them]GON
Faramir, orcs have taken the eastern shore. Their numbers are too great. By nightfall we’ll be overrun.
Mr. Frodo!
It’s calling to him, Sam. His eye is almost on me.
Hold on, Mr. Frodo.
Take them to my father. Tell him Faramir sends a mighty gift. A weapon that will change our fortunes in this war.
SAM: You want to know what happened to Boromir? You want to know why your brother died? He tried to take the Ring from Frodo. After swearing an oath to protect him. He tried to kill him. The Ring drove your brother mad. Mr. Frodo?
They’re here. They’ve come.
Nazgul! Stay here. Keep out of sight. Take cover!
Forth Eorlingas

[Back at Helms Deep]THEODEN
The fortress is taken. It is over.
You said this fortress would never fall while your men defend it. They still defend it. They have died defending it! Is there no other way for the women and children to get out of the caves? Is there no other way?
There is one passage. It leads into the mountains. But they will not get far. The uruk-hai are too many.
Send word for the women and children to make for the mountain pass. And barricade the entrance.
So much death. What can men do against such reckless hate.
Ride out with me. Ride out and meet them.
For death and glory?
For Rohan. For your people.
The sun is rising.
Look to my coming at first light on the fifth day. At dawn look to the East.
Yes. Yes. The horn of Helm Hammerhand shall sound in the deep one last time.


Let this be the hour when we draw swords together. Fell deed awake. Now for wrath. Now for ruin. And the red dawn! Forth Eorlingas!
Theoden, king, stand not alone.
Not alone. Rohirrim!
To the king!

[The Ents enter Isengard, destroying as they go and throwing rocks[
A hit. A fine hit.
Break the dam! Release the river.
[Water rushes out of the damn, flooding Isengard]MERRY
Pippin, hold on!
Hold on, gentle hobbits.

[Back In Gondor, Frodo, in a trance, wanders away and up the stairs.]SAM
What are you doing? Where are you going!
[At the top, he hold out the ring towards the Witch King. Just as the Fell Beast is about to grasp the ring, Sam runs and jumps on Frodo making both fall down the steps. Frodo rolls Sam over once at the bottom, placing Sting against Sams throat]SAM
It’s me. It’s your Sam. Don’t you know your Sam?
[Frodo realises what he is doing and collapses back, off Sam, and leans against the wall]FRODO
I can’t do this, Sam.
I know. It’s all wrong. By rights we shouldn’t even be here. But we are. It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy. How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened.
[As Sam makes his speech, the picture changes to Merry and Pippen as they triumph over destroying Isengard, and to Aragorn, Legolas, Gimli etc as the win their battle]THEODEN
But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something. Even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back only they didn’t. Because they were holding on to something.
What are we holding on to, Sam?
There’s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo. And it’s worth fighting for.
I think at last we understand one another, Frodo Baggins.
You know the laws of our country. The laws of your father. If you let them go, your life will be forfeit.
Then it is forfeit. Release them.


Sauron’s wrath will be terrible, his retribution swift. The battle for Helm’s Deep is over. The battle for Middle Earth is about to begin. All our hopes now lie with two little hobbits. Somewhere in the wilderness.
I wonder if we’ll ever be put into songs or tales.


I wonder if people will ever say, ‘let’s hear about Frodo and the Ring.’ And they’ll say ‘yes, that’s one of my favorite stories. Frodo was really courageous, wasn’t he, dad.’ ‘yes, my boy, the most famousest of hobbits. And that’s saying alot.’
You left out one of the cheif characters. Samwise, the Brave. I want to hear more about Sam. Frodo wouldn’t have got far without Sam.
Now Mr. Frodo, you shouldn’t make fun. I was being serious.
So was I.
Samwise the Brave.
We’re not gonna wait for you. Come on.
Master looks after us. Master wouldn’t hurt us.
Master broke his promise.
Don’t ask Smeagol. Poor Smeagol.
Master betrayed us! Wicked, tricksy, false. We ought to ring his filthy little neck. Kill him! Kill him! Kill them both. And then we take the precious and we be the master.
The fat hobbit. He knows. He’s always watching.
Then we stabs them out. Put out his eyeses. And then make him crawl.
Yes! Yes! Yes!
Kill them both.
Yes! No. No. It’s too risky, it’s too risky.
Where’s he gone? Hey Gollum, where are you?
We could let her do it. Yes. She could do it. Yes, precious she could. And then we takes it once they’re dead. Once they’re dead.
Come on, hobbits. Long ways to go yet. Smeagol will show you the way.
Follow me.