Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King

[Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli fight alongside the ghosts against the orcs.]

Legolas: "Fifteen, sixteen."

Legolas: "Seventeen."

Gimli: "Twenty-nine."

[As Aragorn's party fight towards the city, a wounded Éowyn crawls away from a snarling Gothmog.]

Éowyn: "Merry!"

[Aragorn and Gimli approach Éowyn. Gothmog raises his mace to strike her.]

[Éowyn reaches for a sword, but it slips from her grasp.]

[Just before Gothmog strikes, Gimli and Aragorn cut him down.]

Aragorn: "Legolas!"

[Legolas turns to see a Mûmakil running towards him.]

[He leaps on it, and climbs towards the the top, shooting off enemies as he goes.]

Legolas: "Thirty-three, thirty-four."

[Legolas cuts the saddle rope. The platform slides off the Mûmakil.]

[Legolas walks to the head of the creature and shoots into its skull.]

[As the slain beast falls, Legolas gracefully slides off its trunk. He lands softly on the ground, with a smirk, right in front of Gimli.]

Gimli: "It still only counts as one!"

[The dead army begins to swarm through and up the city, destroying the orcs.]

[Elsewhere on the battlefield, Théoden lies under his dead horse.]

[Blood flows from his mouth. Éowyn crawls to his side. Théoden touches her gently.]

Théoden: "I know your face. Éowyn. My eyes darken."

Éowyn: "No. No, I am going to save you."

Théoden: "You already did. Éowyn, my body is broken. You have to let me go. I go to my fathers in whose mighty company I shall not now feel ashamed."

Théoden: "Éowyn."

[Théoden dies in Éowyn's arms.]

[All is quiet.]

[The King of the Dead stands before Aragorn.]

King of the Dead: "Release us."

Gimli: "Bad idea."

Gimli: "Very handy in a tight spot, these lads, despite the fact they're dead."

King of the Dead: "You gave us your word!"

Aragorn: "I hold your oath fulfilled. Go, be at peace."

[The dead army dissipates into the wind.]

[Gandalf bows to the new king.]

[Survivors survey the scene of the battle and tend to the wounded.]

[Pippin finds an Elvish cloak and brooch.]

Pippin: "Merry."

[Éomer spots his wounded sister and runs towards her.]

Éomer: "No!"

[Aragorn sees the two.]

Éomer: "No!"

[Later at night, Éowyn is treated at the Houses of Healing.]

[Éomer looks on with worried glances as Aragorn treats the wound from the Witch-King's touch.]

[Éowyn awakes.]

A melody plays as Éowyn regains her strength:

"With a sigh you turn away
With a deepening heart
No more words to say
You will find that the world has changed

[Éowyn rises from her bed. She sees Faramir, also wounded but healing, who smiles at her.]

The song continues:

"And the trees are now
Turning from green to gold
And the sun is now fading
I wish I could hold you

[In the night, at the side of a dead Mûmakil, Pippin finds an injured Merry.]

Pippin: "Merry! Merry, it's me. It's Pippin."

Merry: "I knew you'd find me."

Pippin: "Yes."

Merry: "Are you going to leave me?"

Pippin: "No, Merry. I'm going to look after you."

[Pippin grabs a cloak and covers Merry with it.]