Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King
[Aragorn's company comes within sight of the Black Gate.]



[The hobbits have stopped to rest. Frodo tries to drink some water, but there is none left in his water bottle.]

[Sam hands his canteen to Frodo.]
Sam: "Take mine, there's a few drops left."

[Frodo empties the last supply of water.]
Frodo: "There'll be none left for the return journey."
Sam: "I don't think there will be a return journey, Mister Frodo."



[Aragorn's troops reach the Black Gate, unopposed.]



[The hobbits stagger across the plains.]



[The Eye of Sauron scans the area, looking towards the vicinity of the hobbits.]

Sam: "Frodo! Get down! Hide!"


[As Frodo falls to the ground, hidden from view, the Eye searches their location.]


Sam: "Frodo!"

[Aragorn and his men stand at the Black Gate, which appears to be deserted.]
Pippin: "Where are they?"

[Aragorn spurs his horse towards the gate. He is followed by Éomer, Gandalf, Legolas and Gimli.]





[Frodo remains on the ground, lying still.]

[Aragorn addresses the large gates.]
Aragorn: "Let the Lord of the Black Land come forth! Let justice be done upon him!"

[The gate creaks open.]






[A single rider appears upon a dark horse.]




[The only part of the rider appearing, besides a full helmet and armor, is a grotesque mouth.]


Mouth of Sauron: "My master, Sauron the Great, bids you welcome. Is there any in this rout with the authority to treat with me?"



Gandalf: "We do not come to treat with Sauron, faithless and accursed. Tell your master this: The armies of Mordor must disband. He is to depart these lands, never to return."

Mouth of Sauron: "Old Greybeard. I have a token I was bidden to show thee."

[He holds up Frodo's Mithril shirt.]

Pippin: "Frodo."
[The Mouth Of Sauron throws the Mithrill shirt to Gandalf, who catches it.]

Pippin: "Frodo!"

Gandalf: "Silence."
Merry: "No!"

Gandalf: "Silence!"

Mouth of Sauron: "The halfling was dear to thee, I see. Know that he suffered greatly at the hands of his host. Who would've thought one so small could endure so much pain? And he did, Gandalf. He did."



[As the mouth laughs wickedly, Aragorn rides casually around to his side.]

Mouth of Sauron: "And who is this? Isildur's heir? It takes more to make a king than a broken Elvish blade."


[With a quick, hard, slice, Aragorn cuts the Mouth of Sauron's head with his sword.]



Gimli: "I guess that concludes negotiations."


Aragorn: "I do not believe it. I will not."



[The Eye's gaze turns from Frodo.]


[The Black Gate again creaks and sways open, revealing an army of marching orcs.]


[Barad-dûr looms in the background, its Eye now staring at Aragorn.]

Aragorn: "Pull back! Pull back!"
[Aragorn's company returns to the awaiting army of men.]
[Back on the plains, Sam notices the Eye has turned away.]

Sam: "It's gone, Mister Frodo. The light's passed on, away towards the North. Something's drawn its gaze."


[The hobbits stand up and continue on their way to Mount Doom.]
