EXT. DUNHARROW TRACK - NIGHT
ANGLES ON: The HOODED FIGURE slowly RIDES up the NARROW ZIG-
ZAG TRACK leading up to the PLATEAU ...
INT. ARAGORN'S TENT, DUNHARROW - NIGHT
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN tosses in his SLEEP, disturbed by images
and voices . . .
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Look to the Black Ships . . .
In ARAGORN'S dream ARWEN suddenly WAKES ...
I choose a mortal life . . . I wish I could
have seen him, one last time ...
As ARWEN lies dying, the EVENSTAR falls from her fingers ...
At that moment, ARAGORN wakes, his SWORD quickly in his HAND
. . . A GUARD stands in the DOORWAY ...
King Theoden awaits you, my Lord.
EXT. DUNHARROW PLATEAU - NIGHT
ARAGORN hurries towards THEODEN'S TENT ...
INT. THEODEN'S TENT, DUNHARROW PLATEAU - NIGHT
ANGLE ON:- THEODEN looks up as ARAGORN enters.
I take my leave.
ANGLE ON: THEODEN bows slightly to the HOODED FIGURE and
LEAVES, shooting ARAGORN a strange look as he goes ...
CLOSE ON: The FIGURE stands and pulls back the HOOD . . . to
reveal ... ELROND.
My Lord, Elrond.
I come on behalf of one whom I love.
ELROND'S face is ETCHED with PAIN ...
Arwen is dying.
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN receiving this news ... ASHEN-FACED.
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She will not long survive the evil that now
spreads from Mordor.
ELROND'S eyes fall to the EVENSTAR which hangs around
ARAGORN'S neck . . .
The light of the Evenstar is failing. As
Sauron's power grows, her strength wanes.
Arwen's life is now tied to the fate of the
Ring. The Shadow is upon us, Aragorn, the
end has come.
It will not be our end, but his.
You ride to war, but not to victory.
Sauron's armies march on Minas Tirith -
this you know - but in secret he sends
another force which will attack from the
river . . .
CLOSE ON: ARAGORN looks at ELROND in shock.
A fleet of Corsair ships sails from the
FLASH INSERT: A FLEET of BLACK SAILS moving along a SILVER
RIBBON of WATER .
They will be in the city in two days . . .
You're out-numbered, Aragorn. You need more
There are none.
ELROND hesitates a BEAT ...
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There are those who dwell in the mountain.
A SUDDEN WIND rushes through the TENT, lifting HANGINGS,
scattering MAPS, knocking over GOBLETS . . .
As ARAGORN looks at ELROND, an IMAGE FLASHES in his MIND'S
EYE . . . The GHOSTLY FIGURE on the DIMHOLT ROAD . . .
ARAGORN looks at ELROND in shock . . .
Murderers, traitors - you would call upon
them to fight? They believe in nothing.
They answer to no-one.
They will answer to the King of Condor.
ARAGORN' S eyes fall to a PLAIN BLACK SCABBARD, which ELROND
draws from beneath his robes.
CLOSE ON: ELROND' S long white fingers draw the hilt of a
SWORD from the scabbard to reveal . . . a ELVEN SWORD glints in
Anduril, flame of the West . . . forged from
the shards of Narsil.
ARAGORN takes the sword . . . staring at it in wonder.
Sauron will not have forgotten the sword of
Elendil . . .
ARAGORN draws the long blade from its sheath . . .
A RAG OR N (c on t' d)
. . . the blade that was broken shall return
to Minas Tirith.
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The man who can wield the power of this
sword can summon to him an army more deadly
than any that walks this earth.
ELROND stares hard at ARAGORN . . .
Put aside the Ranger - become who you were
born to be - take the Dimhplt Road.
A HEAVY SILENCE hangs in the room.
(ELVISH: with subtitles)
Onen i-estel Edain.
/, ,-, ARAGORN
(ELVISH: with subtitles)
U-chebin estel anim.
I keep none for myself.
ANGLE ON: ARAGORN re-sheathes the SWORD.