The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring Page #6

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BILBO (CONT'D)

It's late, the road is long... yes, it is

time.

GANDALF:

Bilbo?

BILBO:

Hmmm?

(CONTINUED)

21.

CONTINUED:
(2)

GANDALF:

The ring is still in your pocket.

Bilbo hesitates...reaches into his pocket.

BILBO:

Oh, yes.

CLOSE ON:
Bilbo pulls out the ring...he stares at it in his

palm. With all his will power, Bilbo allows the ring to

slowly slide off his palm and drop to the floor. CLOSE ON:

The tiny ring lands with a heavy thud on the wooden floor.

EXT. BAG END -- NIGHT

ANGLE ON:

Bilbo staggering out of Bag end...he braces himself in the

night air, Pale and Trembling, as if his loss of the ring has

weakened him. Gandalf steps up behind.

BILBO:

I've thought up and ending for my

book..."And he lived happily ever after

to the end of his days."

GANDALF:

I'm sure you will, my dear friend.

BILBO:

Goodbye, Gandalf.

GANDALF:

Goodbye Bilbo.

Bilbo walks away from Bag End, disappearing into the night,

softly singing:
"The Road goes on and on."

GANDALF (CONT'D)

(softly)

Until our next meeting.

CUT TO:

INT. BAG END LIVING ROOM -- NIGHT

CLOSE ON:
THE RING...Glinting on the floor...Gandalf circles

around it, a Puzzled look on his face. Gandalf slowly reaches

for the ring. His fingers barely touch the ring...the creepy

Hum rises on the soundtrack. Gandalf is sitting in front of

the fire, with his pipe...staring into the flickering flames.

(CONTINUED)

22.

CONTINUED:

BILBO (V.O.)

It's mine, my own, my precious.

GANDALF:

(to himself)

Riddles in the dark.

FRODO (O.S.)

Bilbo! Bilbo!

Frodo rushes into Bag End...he stops and picks up the ring at

his feet. Gandalf continues staring into the fire, as if

locked in thought.

GANDALF:

(to himself)

My precious...precious..

FRODO:

(quietly)

He's gone, hasn't he? Frodo steps into

the living room.

FRODO (CONT'D)

He talked for so long about leaving...I

didn't think he'd really do it.

GANDALF:

(mutters to himself)

...my own.

FRODO:

Gandalf?

Gandalf turns...his eyes locking onto the ring in Frodo's

fingers.

GANDALF:

Bilbo's ring.

Gandalf sorts hurriedly through Bilbo's papers...

GANDALF (CONT'D)

He's gone to stay with the Elves. He's

left you Bag End...

Gandalf holds out the envelope...Frodo drops the ring into

it.

GANDALF (CONT'D)

...along with all his possessions.

Gandolf seals the envelope with wax. He hands it to Frodo.

(CONTINUED)

23.

CONTINUED:
(2)

GANDALF (CONT'D)

The ring is yours now. But it somewhere

out of sight. Gandalf rises hurriedly and

starts to gather his things.

FRODO:

Where are you going?

GANDALF:

I have some things I must see to.

FRODO:

What things?

GANDALF:

Questions. Questions that need

answering.

FRODO:

You've only just arrived! I don't

understand...

Gandalf is already at the door, he turns to Frodo.

GANDALF:

Neither do I. Keep it secret, keep it

safe.

Gandalf hurries out the door...leaving FRODO standing alone

in the Bag End.

ANGLE ON:
THE ENVELOPE

The camera pushes in...the hum of the ring comes up on the

soundtrack. The camera pushes through the white paper to the

ring...beneath the hum the whispered murmur of BLACK SPEECH

can be heard.

CUT TO:

EXT. BARAD-DUR -- NIGHT

The jagged ruins of" BARAD-DUR. THE DARK TOWER! TEASING

IMAGES:
THE HUGE DARK TOWER OF BARAD-DUR is being rebuilt!

Thousands of ORCS crawl over the surface, hauling stone and

iron up the towering heights.

WIDE ON:
MOUNT DOOM...A HUGE, BILLOWING CLOUD OF BLACK FILTH

grows and spreads across the red streaked sky...casting a

shadowy pall over the nightmarish landscape.

(CONTINUED)

24.

CONTINUED:

GOLLUM (O.S.)

Baggins! Shire!!

CUT TO:

EXT. MINAS MORGUL -- NIGHT

NINE BLACK RIDERS burst out of Minas Morgul and charge toward

Camera.

EXT. THE WEST ROAD, GONDOR -- DAY

WIDE ON:
A LONE HORSEMAN gallops to the crest of a hill on

the west road. The main highway south to Minas Tirith...he

looks toward the saw toothed mountains of Mordor...

...seeping out across the blood red sky, his face grave. He

spurs his horse on.

CUT TO:

INT. CITADEL, MINAS TIRITH -- NIGHT

ANGLE ON:
GANDALF

making is way down into the lower depths of the Citidel.

CUT TO:

INT. CITADEL CHAMBER, MINAS TIRITH -- NIGHT

CLOSE ON:
Pages flipping as Gandalf searches ancient scrolls

and books placed high on a wooden table. His eyes settle on

one old parchment. He murmurs hurriedly to himself, reading.

GANDALF:

(reading)

The year 3434 of the Second Age...here

follows the account of Isildur, High King

of Gondor, and the finding of the ring of

power.

DISSOLVE TO:

CLOSE ON:
ISILDUR, TRIUMPHANT, REACHES FOR THE ONE RING, HIS

EYES FIXATED ON IT.

GANDALF:

(reading)

It has come to me...the ring of power!

(MORE)

(CONTINUED)

25.

CONTINUED:

GANDALF (CONT'D)

It shall be an heirloom of my

Kingdom...all those who follow in my

bloodline shall be bound to its fate, for

I will risk no hurt to the

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