The Lord of the Rings

Long ago...

...in the early years of the Second Age...

...the great Elven-smiths

forged Rings of Power.

Nine for mortal Men.

Seven for the Dwarf-lords.

Three for the tall Elf-kings.

But then, the Dark Lord learned

the craft of ring-making...

...and made the Master Ring.

The One Ring to rule them all.

With the One Ring, Middle-earth is his

and he cannot be overcome.

As the last alliance of Men and Elves

fell beneath his power...

...he did not notice the heroic shadow

who slipped in.

It was Prince Isildur...

...of the mighty kings from across the sea...

...who took the Ring.

But because he did not destroy it,

the spirit of the Dark Lord lived on...

...and began to take shape and grow again.

But the Ring had a will of its own,

and a way of slipping from one hand...

...to be found by another, so that it

might at last get back to its master.

And there the Ring lay,

at the bottom of the Great River Anduin...

...for thousands of years.

During those years...

...the Dark Lord captured the nine Rings

that were made for Men...

...and turned their owners

into the Ring wraiths:

Terrible shadows under his great shadow...

...who roamed the world,

searching for the One Ring.

In time, the Ring was found.

Two friends were fishing

in the Great River one day.

- Give us that, Deagol, my love.

- Why, Smeagol?

Because it's my birthday,

my love, and I wants it.

I have already given you

more than I could afford.

I found this, and I'm going to keep it!

Are you indeed, my love?

He used the Ring for thieving,

and to find out secrets.

His own people began to despise

the wretched creature...

...and to call him Gollum.

Tortured and driven by the Ring,

he hid in dark caves...

...under deep mountains.

But the Ring

slipped off Gollum's finger, too.

And so it was that Bilbo found it,

during his travels with the Dwarves.

Thief, Baggins. Thief!

It stole our precious, our precious...

Our birthday present.

Thief, Baggins! We hates it forever!

It was Bilbo Baggins, the Hobbit...

...who took the Ring back to the Shire,

his home.

Years later...

...Gandalf the Wizard, visited Bilbo

on his going-away birthday party.

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.

Frodo, I can see your uncle Bilbo

hasn't changed much.

And though 111 years

is far too short a time...

...to live among such admirable Bagginses

and Boffinses, Grubbs...

...Chubbs, Brace-girdles, Good bodies...

- ...Bolgers, Hornblowers and Proudfoots...

- Proudfeet!

...I regret to announce that this is the end.

I'm going away.

I'm leaving. Now.

Goodbye.

Where did he go?

Oh, Gandalf.

Have you left the Ring for Frodo,

as we agreed?

It's mine, I tell you! It's my own.

My precious!

It's mine now, and I shall keep it.

I won't give my precious away, I tell you.

Do not say that again!

Give it to Frodo, and I will look after him.

All right, I will.

Seventeen years passed sleepily

in the Shire.

All right, just a minute!

Gandalf!

Greetings, Frodo.

Gandalf, it's really you!

Oh, it's been so long!

Seventeen years...

...since Bilbo left.

You look the same as ever, Frodo.

You look older, Gandalf.

Oh, I've been on a long journey.

It's the Ring, isn't it?

Bilbo's funny magic ring.

You always used to look like that

when you talked about it.

Bilbo's 'funny' ring,

that makes you invisible?

- Give it to me, Frodo!

- Give you the Ring?

For a moment only.

Can you see any markings on it?

There are none.

It's quite a plain ring, really.

Well, then, look!

Wait. Do you desire it so much already?

No, but why ruin it?

Because it is altogether evil.

It will corrupt and destroy

anyone who wears it...

...until he passes

into the World of Shadows...

...under the power of Sauron:

The Dark Lord of Mordor!

Not Bilbo?

You are the one who has the Ring now.

It's not even warm.

No.

Not even a dragon's fire

could harm that Ring.

"One Ring to rule them all

"One Ring to find them

"One Ring to bring them all

and in the darkness bind them."

I wish it need not have happened

in my time.

So do I.

The Enemy still lacks one thing

to give him strength of knowledge...

...to break all resistance,

and cover all the lands in darkness.

He lacks the One Ring.

Maybe he doesn't know that it was found.

He knows, Frodo.

Gollum left his cave

to follow the Ring himself...

...and the Dark Lord caught him in Mordor.

The Dark Lord knows what ring it was

Gollum found, and how he lost it again.

And he has heard of Hobbits at last,

and of the Shire.

And he even has a name to think about...

...the name of Baggins.

Because of Gollum!

Oh, Gandalf, what am I to do?

What a pity that Bilbo didn't kill

that vile creature when he had the chance!

Yes, it was pity.

Pity and mercy.

And now, Frodo, the decision lies with you.

What will you do with the One Ring?

I'll give it to you, Gandalf!

You're wise and powerful.

Well, will you not...

No! Do not tempt me!

I would wish to turn it to good,

and it cannot be used so.

Meaning to be kind, I would become

as terrible as the Dark Lord himself.

Do not tempt me!

I shall have such need of strength so soon.

Then I suppose I must keep the Ring

and guard it.

I ought to go away somewhere, alone.

But they won't bother the Shire

if the Ring isn't here.

My dear Frodo...

...I am afraid you are right.

You'll have to go and leave the name

of Baggins behind you.

That name is no longer safe.

Your new traveling name shall be:

Mr. Underhill.

What have you heard,

and why did you listen?

Mr. Frodo, sir, don't let him hurt me, sir!

Don't let him turn me

into anything unnatural.

Well?

Answer him, Sam.

Well, I heard a deal

that I didn't rightly understand...

...about an enemy and rings,

and about Elves, sir.

Why, I would dearly love to see Elves,

Mr. Frodo.

And so you shall, Sam.

So you shall. Indeed, you should go

to the Elves first, to Rivendell.

Tell everyone you are moving away...

...to live in Buckleberry, with those cousins

of yours, Pippin and Merry.

However you manage it, do it soon,

by your birthday at the latest.

I should be back by then.

I must go south,

to consult with the Wizard Saruman...

...the head of my order. Be careful, Frodo.

Me, go, sir? Me, go and see the Elves?

Oh, my! Hooray!

I have come for your aid,

Saruman the White, in troubled times.

The Nine are abroad.

Darkness approaches, the Black Riders!

Is that all the news you have for me then?

Is that not enough?

Sauron is moving at last!

We can deal with Sauron ourselves.

You and I, one way or another.

What talk is this?

What are you saying, Saruman?

It is time for us to choose.

A new age is upon us.

A new power is rising.

Nothing that Men or Elves or Wizards

can do will avail against it.

Its enemies are utterly doomed,

but its friends...

You are saying

that we should join with Mordor?

With him?

Does that displease you?

Where is the Ring, Gandalf?

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