Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King

[Inside the city, Pippin finds Gandalf.]

Pippin: "Gandalf! Gandalf! Denethor has lost his mind!"

Pippin: "He's burning Faramir alive!"

Gandalf: "Come!"

[Gandalf pulls Pippin onto Shadowfax. They race up the city.]

[Shadowfax rounds a corner to face the Witch-King, mounted on his fell beast. Gandalf holds up his staff in defense.]

Gandalf: "Go back to the abyss! Fall into the nothingness that awaits you and your master."

Witch-King: "Do you not know death when you see it, old man?"

[The Witch-King screams, and Pippin cries in terror.]

Witch-King: "This is my hour."

[The Witch-King draws his sword, which lights on fire.]

[Gandalf's staff shatters and he falls from his horse.]

[The Witch-King approaches Gandalf. Pippin draws his sword.]

Pippin: "Gandalf!"

[The fell beast roars, freezing Pippin in fear.]

[Shadowfax rears at the beast, holding it at bay for a moment.]

[The Witch-King taunts a defeated Gandalf.]

Witch-King: "You have failed. The world of Men will fall."

[A chorus of horns is heard in the distance. The Witch-King turns and flies towards the new threat.]

[Gothmog and the orcs turn towards the sound of the horns.]

[The Riders of Rohan appear across the fields. The army of Rohan stops to face the rear of the orc army.]

[Éowyn speaks to her fellow rider, Merry.]

Éowyn: "Courage, Merry. Courage for our friends."

Gothmog (to the Orcs): "Form ranks, you maggots! Form ranks! Pikes in front, archers behind."

[Théoden rides along the front lines of the Rohirrim.]

Théoden: "Éomer! Take your eored down the left side."

Éomer: "Yes, my lord."

Théoden: "Gamling, follow the King's banner down the center. Grimbold, take your company right, after you pass the wall. Forth, and fear no darkness!"

Théoden: "Arise! Arise! Riders of Théoden! Spears shall be shaken, shields shall be splintered! A sword-day! A red day, ere the sun rises!"

[Orcs prepare for the ride of the Rohirrim.]

Éowyn (to Merry): "Whatever happens, stay with me. I will look after you."

[Théoden rides up and down the lines, rattling his sword along the row of spears.]

Théoden: "Ride now, ride now, ride! Ride for ruin and the world's ending!"

Théoden: "Death!"

Rohirrim: "Death!"

Théoden: "Forð Eorlingas!"

[Rohirrim horns sound the charge.]

[The Rohirrim begin to move out.]

[Théoden leads the riders in a dash towards the orc battalions.]

Rohirrim: "Death!"

Gorbag: "Fire!"

[Orc archers shoot down some of the riders.]

Théoden: "Death!"

Gorbag: "Fire at will."

[More orc archers fire, but the Rohirrim soon crash through the orc lines.]

[Éomer's group plunges into the orc reserves.]