The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring Page #18

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(CONTINUED)

71.

CONTINUED:

GANDALF:

There is one who could unite them, one

who could re claim the thrown of Gondor.

ELROND:

He turned from that path a long time ago.

He has chosen exile.

CUT TO:

INT. ELROND'S CHAMBER, RIVENDELL -- NIGHT

Strider watches from the shadows...as Boromir strolls through

the darkened gallery. Boromir's eyes are drawn to an old

Fresco on the wall...depicting Isildur defeating Sauron.

Boromir looks with Wonderment at Narsil, the Broken Blade of

Elendil, which lies on a cloth-covered plinth.

BOROMIR:

(quiet awe)

The shards of Narsil...the blade that cut

the Ring from Sauron's hand. Boromir

picks up the sword and gently touches the

Blade. Close on:
a small bloom of blood

appears on Boromir's finger...

BOROMIR (CONT'D)

Still sharp.

Boromir senses Strider's presence...he looks from the blade

to Strider, as if sensing a connection.

BOROMIR (CONT'D)

But no more than a broken heirloom.

BOROMIR (CONT'D)

replaces the Broken blade, but it

clatters to the floor. Boromir walks

away, leaving Strider sitting alone.

Close on:
Strider picks up the broken hilt, as Arwen appears

behind him.

ARWEN:

Why do you fear the past? You are

Isildur's heir...not Isildur himself. You

are not bound to his fate.

STRIDER:

The same blood flows in my veins...the

same weakness...

(CONTINUED)

72.

CONTINUED:

ARWEN:

Your time will come. You will face the

same evil...and you will defeat it.

(Elvish:
w/subtitles)

A si i-duath u-orthor, Aragorn...u or le

a u or nin. The shadow does not hold

sway yet...not over you and not over me.

CUT TO:

EXT. RIVENDELL VALLEY -- NIGHT

Night falls upon the beautiful valley of Rivendell... still

and quiet.

EXT. RIVENDELL WATERFALL -- NIGHT

Strider and Arwen stand upon a stone bridge...the Evenstar at

Arwen's breast shines in the moonlight.

ARWEN:

(Elvish:
with subtitles)

Renech I lu I erui govannem? Do you

remember when we first met?

STRIDER:

(Elvish:
with subtitles)

Nauthannim I ned ol reniannen. I thought

I had strayed into a dream.

Arwen reaches up and gently touches the Grey at Strider's

temples.

ARWEN:

(Elvish:
with subtitles)

Gwenin in enniath...u-arnech in naeth I

se celich. Long years have passed...you

did not have the care you carry now.

Arwen looks into Strider's eyes.

ARWEN (CONT'D)

(Elvish:
with subtitles)

Renech I Beth I pennen? Do you remember

what I told you? Arwen reaches for

Strider's hand...

STRIDER:

(quietly)

You said you'd bind yourself to me,

forsaking the immortal life of your

people.

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73.

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ARWEN:

(whisper)

And to that I hold. I would rather share

one lifetime with you than face all the

ages of this world alone. Strider looks

down. In his hand lies the Evenstar.

ARWEN (CONT'D)

I choose a mortal live.

STRIDER:

You cannot give me this.

ARWEN:

It is mine to give to whom I will, like

my heart.

Arwen closes Strider's fingers around the jewel.

Arwen leans towards Strider, gently kissing him.

CUT TO:

INT. COUNCIL CHAMBER, RIVENDELL -- DAY

Elrond addresses the council...

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...

Frodo sits amongst a council of free-peoples of Middle earth,

Elrond stands before them, addressing Gandalf, Strider,

Legolas, and 20 other elves, Dwarves, and men.

ELROND (CONT'D)

Bring forth the ring, Frodo.

Frodo steps forward and moves towards a stone Plinth. He

places the ring on the plinth and returns to his seat.

BOROMIR:

(shocked)

So it is true!

LEGOLAS:

(disbelief)

Sauron's Ring! The ring of power!

(CONTINUED)

74.

CONTINUED:

GIMLI:

(grim)

The doom of man!

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, held

the forces of Mordor at bay...by the

blood of our people are your lands kept

safe. Give Gondor the weapon of the

enemy...let us use it against him!

STRIDER:

You cannot wield it. None of us can.

The one ring answers to Sauron alone...it

has no other master. Boromir turns and

looks at Strider, coolly.

BOROMIR:

And what would a ranger know of this

matter?

Strider says nothing and Boromir turns away dismissively.

LEGOLAS stands...

LEGOLAS:

This is no mere Ranger. He is Aragorn,

son of Arathorn. You owe him your

allegiance.

Frodo looks at Strider questioningly...Boromir turns sharply.

BOROMIR:

(quiet disbelief)

Aragorn? This is Isildur's heir?

LEGOLAS:

And heir to the throne of Gondor.

ARAGORN:

(Elvish:
with subtitles)

Havo dad, Legolas...Sit down, Legolas..

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