《指环王》英语剧本

《The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring》 The Rings of Power and The Third Age - Prologue [Black screen] Narrator (V.O.) I amar prestar aen. (The world is changed.) Han mathon ne nen. (I feel it in the waters.) Han mathon ne chae. (I feel it in the earth.) A han noston ned 'wilith. (I smell it in the air.) Much that once was is lost. For none now live who remember it. [The words 'The Lord of the Rings' appear in gold lettering on the screen, the screen fades back to black, then a fire comes onto the screen. A pair of tongs are seen pouring a heated liquid into a mould.] It began with the forging of the Great Rings. [Three Elf hands are seen, each wearing one of the elven rings, which each have jewels on them. We see the Elves looking at the rings on their fingers.] Three were given to the Elves: immortal, wisest and fairest of all beings. Seven to the Dwarf-lords: great miners and craftsmen of the mountain halls. [We see the dwarves take their rings.] And nine. Nine rings were gifted to the race of men, who above all else desire power. [The men are seen with their rings.] For within these rings was bound the strength and will to govern each race. But they were all of them deceived. [We see a map of Middle-earth, which darkens as the screen blacks out.] For another ring was made. [Map is shown again, this time showing Mordor.] In the land of Mordor, in the fires of Mount Doom, the Dark Lord Sauron forged in secret a Master Ring to control all others. [We see Mount Doom, a volcano, spitting out lava from the top. We see Sauron's face, wearing a golden mask. Then we see a more distant shot of Sauron, this time holding something up in his hand.] And into this Ring he poured his cruelty, his malice, and his will to dominate all life. [Fire blots out his image, and in the fire we see round, gold ring. We see a close shot of Sauron, with the Ring on his hand. The camera zooms in on the Ring, which has fiery Elvish letters on it.] One Ring to rule them all. [Once again, we see a map of Middle-earth. A dark cloud originating from Mordor spreads to the rest of Middle-earth.] One by one, free lands of Middle-earth fell to the power of the Ring. [The map blends into a village in Middle-earth, where people are running away from Orcs, who are brandishing axes, and burning down houses.] But there were some who resisted. [We see an army of men marching, then a long shot of the battle field, where there are thousands of Men, Elves, and Orcs in battle, marching towards each other. The camera moves up to show Mount Doom.] A last alliance of Men and Elves marched against the armies of Mordor. And on the slopes of Mount Doom, they fought for the freedom of Middle-earth. [We see an Orc snarling, then a line of archers shooting arrows. Once again, we see a long shot of the battle field, with Orcs falling off cliff tops as they are shot. There are tens of thousands on the battle field. Then we see close shots of an army of Elves and men, commanded by Elrond.] Elrond: Tangado haid! Leithio i philinn! [Translation: "Hold [your] positions! Fire the arrows!"] [The Elves/Men have their shields drawn, and as the Orcs charge towards them, they draw their swords and fight them. Many Orcs fall.] Narrator (V.O.) Victory was near. But the power of the Ring could not be undone. [Sauron appears, and with him, a hazy cloud. We see a close up shot of his hand, which is wearing the Ring. The fiery letters are very clear. Sauron swings his mace, and the men and Elves against him are flung outwards, yelling in pain. The king charges forward, trying to kill Sauron. Sauron slashes at him, flinging him to the ground. His sword falls. Isildur, his son, runs to his side, and takes off his helmet.] It was in this moment, when all hope had faded, that Isildur, son of the king, took up his father's sword. [As he grabs at the sword, Sauron steps on it, breaking it. Still holding the hilt of the broken sword, Isildur slashes at Sauron's hand, cutting off the finger which wears the Ring. The finger, still with the Ring on it, falls to the ground, as Sauron falls backwards. Isildur sits up and leans over the Ring, as Sauron is destroyed in a light that seems to come from his body. A bright light comes from him, and a cloud spreads over the battlefield, killing all the Orcs and Sauron's allies. Sauron's helmet falls to the ground, smoke coming out of it.] Sauron, the enemy of the Free peoples of Middle-earth, was defeated. [Isildur, amazed, picks up Sauron's finger, with the Ring on it.] The Ring passed to Isildur, who had this one chance to destroy evil forever. [We see the Ring in Isildur's hand, and as he holds it, the finger of Sauron turns to powder.] But the hearts of men are easily corrupted. And the Ring of power has a will of its own. [We see Isildur on a horse, and the Ring on a chain around his neck. He is attacked by Orcs. One jumps onto his back, and the others shoot him with their arrows. He is seen in the Great River, dead, with three arrows in his back.] It betrayed Isildur to his death. [The Ring is seen floating down to the bottom of the river.] And some things that should not have been forgotten were lost. History became legend; legend became myth. And for two and a half thousand years the Ring passed out of all knowledge. Until, when chance came, it ensnared a new bearer. [The screen fades to black. Then we see the same part of the river, some time later. We then see the Ring, half buried, still on the river floor. A hand is seen closing over it.] Gollum: My preciousss. [We see Gollum holding the Ring in his hand, then a shot of the Misty Mountains.] Narrator (V.O.) The Ring came to the creature Gollum who took it deep into the tunnels of the Misty Mountains. And there it consumed him. [We see Gollum, deep in a cave, squatting on a rock, looking at the Ring in his hand.] Gollum: It came to me. My own. My love. My own. My Preciousss... Gollum... Narrator (V.O.) The Ring brought to Gollum unnatural long life. For 500 years it poisoned his mind. And in the gloom of Gollum's cave it waited. [Screen blacks out, then we see an indistinct shape, which comes into focus: a full moon. The image sharpens more, and we see it behind the cover of a tree.] Darkness crept back in the forest of the world. Rumour grew of a shadow in the East, whispers of a nameless fear. [We see a ripple in the Great Lake, the screen merges into a shot of a red sunset.] And the Ring of Power perceived its time had now come. [We hear the sound of metal on rock, echoing through Gollum's cave, and see the Ring falling.] It abandoned Gollum. But something happened then, the Ring did not intend. It was picked up by the most unlikely creature imaginable. [A hand is seen on the Ring.] Bilbo: What's this? Narrator (V.O.) A Hobbit. Bilbo Baggins of the Shire. [We see a full view of a Hobbit, who fingers it, then smiles.] Bilbo: A ring. Gollum: [Offstage, in the distance]: Lost! My Precious is lost!!! Narrator (V.O.) [We see the outside of the Misty Mountains, now moving away from them.] For the time would soon come when Hobbits would shape the fortunes of all. [The screen blacks out.] [Screen fades in, and we a scene in the woods, where a Frodo is sitting under a tree, reading a book. All is green and peaceful, and bird are singing loudly. The words "The Fellowship of the Ring" appear, then 'The Shire... 60 years later.' We hear a voice singing.] Gandalf: [Sings]Down from the door where it began, [Hums/Half mutters]: Now far ahead the road as gone, And I must follow if I can... [Frodo stands up, taking a pipe out of his mouth as he does so. He looks across the woods, and as he does so, his face breaks into a sudden smile, and he runs off. We see the back of a cart, and of Gandalf, who is singing.] Gandalf: [Sings]: The Road goes ever on and on, Down from the door where it began, Now far ahead the road has gone, And I must follow if I can. [Frodo comes to the side of the path on which Gandalf's cart is travelling. He folds his arms.] Frodo: You're late. Gandalf: [sternly]: A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to. [They look at each other for a moment, as though trying to keep a straight face. Then, as Gandalf's mouth begins to twitch, their faces both break into sudden smiles, and they laugh richly. Frodo jumps onto Gandalf's lap, arms outstreched.] Frodo: It's wonderful to see you, Gandalf! Gandalf: [He catches him, embracing him as he does so, swaying from side to side with Frodo in his arms, laughing once again. They break apart, and Gandalf looks at Frodo.] You didn't think I'd miss your uncle Bilbo's birthday? [He touches Frodo's face affectionately, and laughs.] Frodo: What news of the outside world? Tell me everything! Gandalf: Everything? You're far to eager and curious for a Hobbit. Most unnatural... [The cart approaches the mill.] Well, what can I tell you? Life in the wide world goes on, much as it has this past Age. [They cross a narrow stone bridge.] Full of its own comes and goings. Scarcely aware of the existence of Hobbits. For which I am very thankful. [The cart passes through a crowded marketplace, where Hobbits can be seen going about their daily tasks, leading pigs and goats, exchanging goods, or just eating.] Hobbit: [Waves] Look! It's Gandalf! [Gandalf tips his hat.] [The cart moves out of the marketplace, and on, to the top of a slope, where we are given a magnificent view of a more quiet part of the Shire, which is lush, and green. Several hobbit-holes can be seen beneath the hills.] Gandalf: Ooh - The long expected party. [We see a group of twenty or so hobbits working on party preparations. Ten or so try to keep a tent up, while others carry tables and chairs.] Hobbit: Hold it! [Hobbits can be seen putting up a banner saying 'Happy Birthday Bilbo Baggins'. As it is raised, the Hobbits cheer, and they clap and cheer more loudly when it stays up.] Hobbbits: Yeah, Bilbo, yay, up we go... etc... [Gandalf and Frodo continue on, on what seems to be a grassy path through the woods.] Gandalf: So how is the old rascal? I hear it's going to be a party of special magnificence! Frodo: You know Bilbo. He's got the whole place in an uproar. Gandalf: Now, well, that should please him. Frodo: Half the Shire's been invited! Gandalf: Good gracious me! Frodo: He's up to something. Gandalf: Hmm... [Mutters] Frodo: All right then, keep your secrets. [The cart passes a hobbit-hole, with a chimney breathing white clouds of smoke, and a line of clothing hung on its roof. Two Hobbits stand by the gate, talking, and wave as the cart passes them by.] Before you came along, we Bagginses were very well thought of. Gandalf: Indeed. Frodo: Never had any adventures or did anything unexpected. Gandalf: If you're referring to the incident with dragon, I was barely involved. [Gandalf looks at Frodo; Frodo looks back doubtfully.] All I did was give your uncle a little nudge out of the door. Frodo: [Half-laughing]: Whatever you did, you've been officially labelled a disturber of the peace. Gandalf: [Mutters]: Oh, really? [A hobbit by the name of 'Proudfoot' sees Gandalf, while sweeping the front of his house, and eyes him rather sourly. Hobbit children are seen running through the fields, and following the cart.] Hobbit kids: Gandalf! Gandalf's here!! GanDALF! [The Hobbit kids climb a fence, and run past the gate at which the Proudfoot hobbit and his wife are standing. The Proudfoot hobbit mouths something, then closes his mouth, as though pained. Soon, the Hobbit children come to the road that the cart is on, and stand on one fork of it.] Hobbit kids: Fireworks, Gandalf... Gandalf! Fireworks, Gandalf... [Gandalf takes the other fork.] Hobbit kids: Ohhhh... [Gandalf lets some fireworks out of the back of the wagon. The Hobbit children jump up and down, and cheer. Frodo smiles to himself, then looks at Gandalf, rather amused.] Gandalf: Oooh... [Laughs] Oooh... [The Proudfoot hobbit laughs, and as he does so, his wife walks towards him, hands on her hips, giving him a rather quelling look. His smile vanishes, and he adopts a grumpy expression.] [The cart comes to the woods, and slows down.] Frodo: [Holds onto one of the posts of the wagon.] Gandalf - I'm glad you're back. Gandalf: So am I, dear boy. [Frodo jumps off the wagon, and waves, as he leaves.] [Mutters to himself]: So am I. [Frodo runs off into the fields, and Gandalf continues on to Bag End. As he stops his cart in front of it, Gandalf looks at the hobbit-hole, and sighs in satisfaction. He opens the gate, which reads 'No admittance except on party business,' then continues on to the front door, which he knocks on, with his staff.] Bilbo: No, thank you! We don't want any more visitors, well-wishers, or distant relations! Gandalf: And what about very old friends? [Bilbo opens his front door.] Bilbo: Gandalf? Gandalf: Bilbo Baggins. [Holds his hands out to him.] Bilbo: My dear Gandalf! [He walks towards Gandalf, who kneels down and embraces him.] Gandalf: Good to see you. One hundred and eleven years old. Who would believe it? [Looks at Bilbo.] You haven't aged a day. [They both laugh.] Bilbo: Come on, come in! Welcome, welcome. [Shuts the door.] [Mutters]: Oh, here we are. [He takes Gandalf's stick and hat.] Tea? Or maybe something a little stronger. I've got a few of bottles of the old Winyard left. 1296. Very good year. Almost as old as I am. Ha ha ha ha ha. It was laid down by my father. What's say we open one, eh? Gandalf: Just tea, thankyou. [Gandalf hits his head on one of the lights. Then, as he's putting it straight, he hits his head on the ceiling.] Ohh... Bilbo: [Mutters in the background]: I was expecting you sometime last week. Not that it matters. You come and go as you please. Always have done and always will. You caught me a bit unprepared, I'm afraid. We've only got some cold chicken and a bit of pickle... There's some cheese. Oh no, that won't do. We've got rasberry jam, an apple tart... But not much for afters. Oh, no, we're all right. I've just found some sponge cake. [Gandalf looks at some maps on the table.] Bilbo: I can make you some eggs if you li-- Ganda- Gandalf? Gandalf: Just tea, thank you. Bilbo: Oh, right. [Stuffs some cake in his mouth, and mumbles]: You don't mind if I eat, do you? Gandalf: No, not at all. Female Hobbit: [Bangs on door.] Bilbo! Bilbo Baggins. [Bangs on door more loudly.] Bilbo: I'm not at home! I've got to get away from these confounded relatives, hanging on the bell all day, never giving me a moment's peace. I want to see mountains again, mountains, Gandalf. And then find somewhere quiet where I can finish my book... Oh - tea! Gandalf: So you mean to go through with your plan, then? Bilbo: Yes, yes, it's all in hand. All the arrangements are made. [Bilbo gets the tea, and Gandalf takes the lid off for him.] Bilbo: Oh, thank you. Gandalf: Frodo suspects something. Bilbo: 'Course he does. He's a Baggins! Not some blockheaded Bracegirdle from Hardbottle. Gandalf: You will tell him, won't you. Bilbo: Yes, yes. Gandalf: He's very fond of you. Bilbo: I know. He'd probably come with me if I asked him. I think in his heart, Frodo's still in love with the Shire. The woods, the fields. Little rivers. I'm old, Gandalf. I know I don't look it, but I'm beginning to feel it in my heart. I feel thin. Sort of stretched, like butter, scraped over too much bread. I need a holiday. A very long holiday. And I don't expect I shall return. In fact, I mean not to. [The night of the party. Bilbo and Gandalf are sitting outside Bag End together.] Bilbo: Old Toby. The finest weed in the Southfarthing. [Bilbo blows a smoke ring, and Gandalf blows a ship that goes through it.] Bilbo: Gandalf, my old friend. This will be a night to remember. [Fireworks go off, everyone cheers. It is the night of the party, and Hobbits are dancing to music.] Bilbo: [Is talking to some guests.] Hello, hello. Fatty Bolger. Lovely to see you. Welcome, welcome! Frodo: Go on, Sam, ask Rosie for a dance! Sam: I think I'll just have another ale. Frodo: Oh, no you don't! Go on! [Sam stands up for another ale, but Frodo pushes him towards Rosie. They dance. Frodo laughs.Gandalf lets off a bright blue firework, that opens out over party site.Bilbo is sitting on a low bench, telling a group of young Hobbit children a story.] Bilbo: So there I was, at the mercy of three monstrous trolls. And they were all arguing amongst themselves about how they were going to cook us. Whether it be turned on a spit, or whether they should sit on us one by one, squash us, to jelly. Hobbit girl: [Gasps] Bilbo: And they spent so much time arguing, the whitertos and the whyfors that the sun's first light crept over the top of the trees -poof- Hobbit kids: [Gasp] Bilbo: And turned them all to stone! [Nods] [Gandalf takes out some fireworks from a wagon in a tent. As he leaves, Merry and Pippin come out from behind the tent.] Pippin: [Whispers]: Quickly! [Merry gives Pippin a leg up onto the wagon.Gandalf is letting off some butterfly fireworks for the young Hobbit children.] Gandalf: Oh! Up they go! [Pippin takes out a cracker.] Merry: No, no, the big one, big one. [Pippin takes out a dragon shaped one. Pippin lights it.] Pippin: Done. [Pushes the top end towards Merry.] Merry: You're supposed to stick it in the ground. [Pushes it back to Pippin.] Pippin: It is in the ground! [Pushes it back to Merry, who pushes it back to Pippin.] Merry: Outside... [They continue pushing the lit firework back and forth.] Pippin: This was your idea! [Cracker goes off, and Merry and Pippin are both thrown to the ground. The cracker lets out fireworks, and the Hobbits cheer. Then it turns into a fiery dragon. The Hobbits scream and run away from it, knocking down tables of food as they do so.] Frodo: [To himself]: Bilbo... [Loudly]: Bilbo, watch out for the dragon! Bilbo: Dragon? Nonsense, there hasn't been a dragon in these parts for a thousand years! [The 'dragon' passes overhead, and slowly, the Hobbits who had been crouching down, begin to lift their heads. The 'dragon' then goes off in to the distance, filling the sky with fireworks.] Hobbits: Oh! [They cheer.] Merry: That was good! Pippin: Let's get another one. Gandalf: [Grabs them by the ears.] Meriadoc Brandybuck and Peregrin Took. I might've known. [Merry and Pippin are seen washing up the dishes. Gandalf sits nearby, watching them, drinking tea, and smoking.] The Hobbit crowd :Speech, Bilbo! Speech! [They cheer and clap.] Frodo: Speech! [Bilbo walks up to the front of the crowd.] Bilbo: My dear Bagginses and Boffins! [Cheers from the crowd.] Tooks and Brandybucks! [Cheers from the crowd.] Grubbs! [More cheers.] Chubbs! [Yet more cheers.] Hornblowers! [Cheers] Bolgers! [Cheers] Bracegirdles! And Proudfoots! Proudfoot: Proudfeet! [The crowd laughs, as Bilbo waves his hand dismissively, in the direction of the Proodfoot Hobbit.] Bilbo: Today is my one hundred and eleventh birthday! [Cheers from the crowd.]. Hobbit in the crowd: Happy Birthday! Bilbo: Alas. Eleventy one years is far too short a time to live amongst such excellent, and admirable Hobbits. 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. [The Hobbits look at one another, as though trying to work out if this were a compliment. Gandalf eyes him, as though half-amused.] I er ... I have things to do. [Puts his hand into his pocket, and takes out a gold ring.] [Whispers]: I've put this off for far too long. I regret to announce this is the end. I'm going now. I bid you all a very fond farewell. [Whispers]: Goodbye. [He vanishes, and the crowd gasps. Gandalf and Frodo look troubled. He makes his way back to Bag End, still invisible, and takes off his ring once he has closed the door behind him. He appears, laughing. He flips the ring into the air, then catches it, putting it back into his coat pocket. Humming, he picks up his stick, and enters the l