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The journey through Middle-Earth has become rougher, for there is another... who hunts the ring......"Where is it? They STOLE IT! Myyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy PRECIOUS!!!!!!" Long ago there was an alliance between men and elves. We fought and died together. We've come to honor that allegience."You are MOST Welcome." "You're late... You look... Terrible..." Forgive me. I was not thinking. You've never lead us astray. Gimli: Orc Blood! | Aragorn: These are strange tracks. | Gimli: The air is so close here.| Legolas: This forest is old. Very old. Full of memories... and anger. The trees are speaking to eachother. | Aragorn: Gimli! | Gimli: Huh? | Aragorn: Lower you axe. | Gimli: Oh. | Legolas: Aragorn, nad no ennas! ( Something is out there..) |Aragorn: man cenich? ( what do you see?) | Legolas: The White Wizard approaches. | Aragorn: Do not let him speak. He will put a spell on us! 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's sword becomes to hot to hold.] | You are tracking the footsteps of two young hobbits. | Aragorn: Where are they? | Wizard: They passed this way the day before yesterday. They met someone they did not expect. Does that comfort you? | Aragorn: Who are you? Show yourself! * The light dims, revealing Gandalf dressed in white. | Aragorn: It cannot be! You fell.| Gandalf: 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. Until at last, I threw down my enemy and smote his ruin upon the mountainside. Darkness took me. And I strayed out of thought and time. Stars wheeled overhead and each day was as long as a life age of the earth. But it was not the end. I felt life in me again. I've been sent back until my task is done.| Aragorn: Gandalf.| Gandalf: Gandalf? Oh yes. That's what they used to call me. Gandalf the Grey. That was my name. | Gimli: Gandalf! | Gandalf: I am Gandalf the White now. And I come back to you now at the turn of the tide. "Make your way to Helm's Deep. The people of Rohan need you. The defenses MUST hold." "They will." "good." You Cannot Pass! | I am the servant of the secret fire, wielder of the flame of Anor, the dark fire will not avail you| Flame--Of--Udun! | raising both staff and sword , the conjurer summons the flame of udun and shields himself from the balrog. Go back to the Shadow! You....Shall not.. PASS... Staff and Sword meet the ground and casts a most powerful shockwave. | The Balrog falls| The grey wizard turns and approaching the fellowship is grasped by the bright flame whip from the dark, hanging by fingernails he yells " Fly, you Fools" | / Falls into Darkness\ What is this new devilry? | The wizard stares down, deep in thought, | He raises his head, eyes showing that what he is about to say determines their fate | Balrog, this foe is beyond any of you.| RUN | Lead them to the end. the bridge is near| DO AS I SAY! YOUR SWORDS ARE NO USE HERE | Bilbo Baggins! Do not take me for some conjurer of cheap tricks. I'm not trying to rob you! | I'm trying to help you.. Not Idly does the leaf of Loth'Lorian fall. Sauron's forces have begun their attack. He is using Sarumon to destroy our people. | They were unarmed, they had no warning.| This is but a taste of the terror that Sarumon will unleash... You must fight!| I will not risk open war.| Open war is upon you, whether you would risk it or not.| Last I heard, Theoden, not Aragorn, was king! How many soldiers?| ...10,000 strong..at least.. It is an army bred for a single purpose, to destroy the world of men. You must lead the people to Helms Deep. By order of the king, this city must empty! Where is she... the woman who gave you that jewel. Back to the Keep! Who are they? | They were once men. Great kings, until Sauron the Deciever gave them 9 rings of power. Corrupted by their greed they took them, one by one falling into shadow. They are the Nazgul, ringwraiths, neither living nor dead. They will hunt you forever. In the land of Mordor, in the fires of Mount Doom, Sauron created a ring. One ring to rule them all, one ring to find them, one ring to bring them together , and in the darkness, bind them. One ring. One by one each great city falling. But there were some, that resisted. A last alliance of men and elves came forth. And at the slopes of mount doom, they fought. | set aligns. I Phillin!| It was there then that Isildur , son of the king, took up his fathers sword. Sauron , the enemy, has been defeated. He was given the chance to destroy the ring, ridding middle earth of terror . | Destroy it! | No....| But the hearts of men were easily corrupted. | the ring betrayed Isildur to his death, but the ring of power, percieved. and what shouldn't have been forgotten, had been. Truth became Legend, Legend became Myth, and for 5,000 years it lay. Look for my coming on light of the 5th day, at dawn, look to the east. There will be no dawn, for men. The Grey Pilgrim. That is what they used to call me. Three hundred lives of men have walked this earth and now, I have no time. Gandalf, Aragorn, Gimli and Legolas approach a a great Kingdom, built on a hill.]
[Interior: Èowyn speaks to Théoden]
[Exterior]
[Èowyn weeps at Theodred's bedside.]
[Èowyn sweeps out of the chamber, and walks out onto a balcony, overlooking the lands surrounding Rohan. She casts her eye about, first looking out to the great snow-tipped mountains, and the lands far away. Then something closer catches her attention, and beneath her, three horses gallop towards the city of Rohan. Then, on its own accord, a flag of Rohan, to her right, rips from its pole, and sails out on the wind, across the city. And as Aragorn and the others approach the city gate, it falls to the ground, just ahead of them. Puzzled, Aragorn enters Rohan. The camera pans, and we are treated to grand views of the great city.] [Gandalf (dressed once more in grey), Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli (on the same horse as Legolas), enter a village of Rohan. It is a quiet place, and the people stand still, and silent, mainly clad in black. As Aragorn looks up to the Golden Hall, he sees Èowyn standing at the entrance.]
[Aragorn looks back up to the Golden Hall, and sees Èowyn gone. Many guards walk out from the entrance of the Hall, and Gandalf greets them happily.]
[Frowning, Gandalf nods, gesturing to the others to give up their weapons. Aragorn hands over his sword, then pulls out a knife from his clothing, handing that over, too. Legolas hands over his knives and bow, and, rather reluctantly, Gimli hands over his axe. With this done, they make their way to the entrance.]
[Interior]
[The guards rush out from the sides, and Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli take them on without difficulty. Grima hurries off to the side, and Gandalf approaches the King. Gandalf:
[Gimli spots Grima cowering on the floor, and holds him down.]
[Èowyn rushes in, tries to go to Théoden, but Aragorn holds her back.]
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