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LEGOLAS: They are far, far away.
If stinking Wizard doesn't get you, the white-skins will.
PIPPIN: You won't get it that way. It isn't easy to find.
GRISHNAKH: Get it? Get what?
PIPPIN: Nothing, my precious. It's no good groping in the dark.
GRISHNAKH: Ugluk will be back any minute.
MERRY: Nothing for Mordor. Nothing for poor Grishnakh and Gollum. Untie us, my precious.
GRISHNAKH: I said to be quiet!
PIPPIN: Wait. You can't find it without our help.
GRISHNAKH: You help me?
MERRY: I don't know what to do now.
I don't even know where we are.
PIPPIN: You should have studied maps more and played less in Rivendell. This is Fangorn Forest.
MERRY: Then we're no safer than we were with the Orcs. We've no blankets and almost no food. It looks like nothing to eat for 100 miles. We don't even know where we're trying to go.
PIPPIN: Let's climb up there. Maybe we can find out where we are, at least.
MERRY: It's nice here. The forest looks so different in the sunlight.
PIPPIN: I know. It's funny, but, well, I almost feel I like the place.
Almost felt you liked the forest?
That's uncommonly kind of you.
PIPPIN: The Orcs made us run here, and when we tired they carried us, cut our ropes, ran into the forest and we came to your hill--
TREEBEARD: Hill? A hasty word for something that has stood here since the world was shaped. You may call me Treebeard.
PIPPIN: We thought you were a tree, standing there.
TREEBEARD: Not a tree, a tree herder.
MERRY: Please, Treebeard, now that you know our story whose side are you on?
TREEBEARD: I am not altogether on anybody's side because nobody is altogether on my side. But I am no friend of these tree-killing Orcs and their masters.
They were here, no doubt of it. But where they went?
ARAGORN: I don't understand these other marks.
GIMLI: Look! Your bow, Legolas! It's Saruman. Shoot before he puts a spell on us, fast!
Elf, Man and Dwarf together? A rare sight in these times.
GIMLI: Stop him, Legolas!
ARAGORN: Gandalf? Beyond all hope. Gandalf!
GANDALF: Yes. That was my name.
LEGOLAS: But where have you, Gandalf! What happened?
GANDALF: A long time I fell. Long I fell andhe fell with me. His fire was about me. I was burned. Ever he clutchedme, and ever lhewedhim, far under the living earth, until at last, he fled back up the secret ways of Moria. There we fought, above the mists of the world and the mountain was wreathed with lightning. I threw down my enemy and his fall broke the mountain side. Then darkness took me and wandered far, on roads that I will not tell. Naked, I was sent back for a brief time until my task was done. And it is time I was about it. You come with me to Edoras, my friends, to the city of the Riders?
ARAGORN: To Edoras, now? But to leave Merry and Pippin?
GANDALF: They are in no danger, believe me. The great danger is to Edoras. Saruman's Orcs will attack there within two days, and Theoden has need of us. Theoden has grown old. He shivers by his fire now and
leaves everything in the hands of his new minister,
Grima Wormtongue. Those Riders you followed, who rescued Merry and Pippin they were led by Theoden's nephew, Eomer. He is all but an outlaw in Rohan these days. He hunts the Orcs wherever he finds them defying Wormtongue's orders to let them pass. So Wormtongue calls him traitor and renegade and Theoden believes.
ARAGORN: Gandalf, the Riders of Rohan are the bravest fighters I've ever knew but they were never many.
GANDALF: If Saruman strikes now, he'll over run Edoras in a single night.
SARUMAN: Our time is at hand. Theoden's hundreds will face your tens of thousands. When all of Rohan, your ancient oppressor, lies vanquished then shall we fly eastward and sweep all of Middle-earth beneath our feet.
We cannot be defeated!
ARAGORN: Halfway between Edoras and Isengard, there lies a fortress called Helm 's Deep. If we can decoy Saruman's Orcs there the fortress will stop them longer than the wooden halls of Edoras.
LEGOLAS: We are buying time, Aragorn.
ARAGORN: Time? Time for what?
GANDALF: Perhaps for a miracle. Perhaps only for Frodo to get a little further on his way while the armies that should be hunting for the Ring waste their own time destroying us. I have returned.
The storm comes swiftly, and it is time for all friends to gather together.
THEODEN: And do you expect me to welcome you here, Master Gandalf? Troubles follow you like crows. Why should I welcome you, Gandalf Stormcrow?
GRIMA: Justly spoken, Lord. In the east, the Dark Lord is stirring .in Lorien, the Sorceress of the Golden Wood weaves deceit. And such is the hour in which this wanderer chooses to return. It is I who counsel the King now. He hears you no longer.
GANDALF: No, Grima Wormtongue. He hears nothing but your voice telling him that he rules here only because Saruman is kind to old men and that the best thing for a sickly, feeble king is to let Wizards and Orcs do as they will in Rohan.
THEODEN: I am my own man, Gandalf as I was. It is true that Grima advises me of ten to leave Aruman in peace.
GRIMA: Hear, my Lord, you tire yourself. You are still unwell.
THEODEN: And he does remind me that it would be safest for Rohan to seek their friendship no matter how I may feel!
GRIMA: Dear Lord, let me deal with these trouble some guests.
GANDALF: How long has it been, Grima Wormtongue? How long since Saruman bought you? For I saw you at Isengard. Did I not counsel your doorkeeper to forbid his staff? Down, snake. Down on your belly.
THEODEN: Grima is often at Isengard. I sent him there with messages.
GANDALF: And he returns with poison. Aruman's poison in your ears, Theoden.
Chilling your heart, making you old. Take courage, Lord of Rohan!
THEODEN: Grima, is this so? I will not harm you, Grima. Is it so? Let him go! My sister-daughter, Eowyn. My only loyal kin since her brother has disobeyed my commands.
GANDALF: Wormtongue's command, Theoden. If Eomer had not defied him, their cause might be already lost.
THEODEN: Tell me, Gandalf, what I must do now.
GANDALF: We cannot wait here for Saruman's attack.
Every man that can ride must be sent immediately to the old fortress
of Helm's Deep. When Saruman learns that we have gone there and he will, we will have the Riders of Rohan. I will find Eomer and his Riders.
THEODEN: My armor!
GANDALF: Look for me at Helm's Deep. That's all, Theoden.
THEODEN: And he's gone again like a wind in the grass.
ARAGORN: Storm crow.
ARAGORN: My Lord?
THEODEN: Is there any hope for us?
SAM: Sam, you simpleminded. You fell asleep. Mr. Frodo, he's gone.
SAM: He's gone. I didn't mean to sleep.
FRODO: Well, he'll come back. Promise will hold him a while yet. He won't leave his precious, anyway.
SMEAGOL: Are we rested? Ready to go on? Nice Hobbitses. Trust Smeagol now? Stop! Shivery light. Nasty.
SMEAGOL: Wraiths! Wraiths on wings! The precious is calling them!
SAM: Gollum, wait, Mr. Frodo can't keep up! Slow down, I tell you.
SMEAGOL: No time, no time. The precious is heavy, yes. Very heavy, Smeagol knows. If it's too heavy for nice Master, little Smeagol will carry it. Smeagol doesn't mind. Give it to Smeagol.
FRODO: Do not say that again. Do not think it. Before you touched the precious again, Smeagol, I would put it on and have you leap off a cliff, or into a fire and you would do it, Smeagol.
SMEAGOL: Nice, Master. Nice, Master. Gollum!
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The Lord of the Rings part 1
2 tell us about the ring
3 to mordor we will take you
4 company of the ring shall be
5 you alone can choose your way
6 we follow the orcs
7 know where we are
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