Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers

[The villagers head towards Helm's Deep.]

Gimli: "It's true you don't see many dwarf women. And in fact, they are so alike in voice and appearance, they are often mistaken for dwarf men."

[Èowyn glances back at Aragorn.]

Aragorn: "It's the beards."

Gimli: "And this in turn has given rise to the belief that there are no dwarf women. And the dwarves just spring out of holes in the ground!"

Èowyn: (Laughs.)

Gimli: (Laughs.) "Which is of course ridiculous. Whoa!"

[Gimli falls from his horse.]

Gimli: "It's all right! It's all right. Nobody panic. That was deliberate. It was deliberate."

Théoden: "I have not seen my niece smile in a long time."

Théoden: "She was a girl when they brought her father back dead. Cut down by Orcs."

Théoden: "She watched her mother succumb to grief. And she was left alone to tend her king in growing fear. Doomed to wait upon an old man who should have loved her as a father."

[Aragorn and Èowyn look at each other.]

[The refugees have camped. Èowyn carries a pot of stew.]

Eowyn: "Gimli?"

Gimli: "No, I couldn't. I really couldn't."

[Èowyn approaches Aragorn.]

Èowyn: "I made some stew. It isn't much, but it's hot."

[She gives him a bowl and spoon.]

Aragorn: "Thank you."

[He tastes and looks up at her, trying not to grimace. He nods.]

Aragorn: "Mmm. It's good."

Èowyn: "Really?"

Aragorn: "Mmm."

[Èowyn begins to walk away. Aragorn turns to pour out the stew, but Èowyn turns around. He recovers, spilling some on his hand.]

Èowyn: "My Uncle told me a strange thing. He said that you rode to war with Thengel, my grandfather. But he must be mistaken."

Aragorn: "King Théoden has a good memory. He was only a small child at the time."

Èowyn: "Then you must be at least sixty. Seventy? But you cannot be eighty!"

Aragorn: "Eighty-seven."

Èowyn: "You are one of the Dúnedain. A descendant of Númenor, blessed with long life. It was said that your race had passed into legend."

Aragorn: "There are few of us left. The Northern Kingdom was destroyed long ago."

Èowyn: "I'm sorry. Please eat!"

[It is night. Aragorn smokes his pipe.]

Arwen (voiceover): "The light of the Evenstar does not wax and wane. It is mine to give to whom I will. Like my heart. Go to sleep."

[Aragorn is dreaming of his time with Arwen in Rivendell.]

Aragorn: "I am asleep. This is a dream."

Arwen: "Then it is a good dream. Sleep."

[She leans down to kiss Aragorn.]

Arwen: "Sleep."

Aragorn: "Minlû pedich nin, i aur hen telitha." (You told me once, this day would come.)

Arwen: "Ú i vethed. Nâ i onnad. Boe bedich go Frodo. Han bâd lîn." (This is not the end. It is the beginning. You must go with Frodo. That is your path.)

Aragorn: "Dolen i vâd o nin." (My path is hidden from me.)

Arwen: "Si peliannen i vâd na dail lîn. Si boe ú-dhannathach." (It is already laid before your feet, you cannot falter now.)

Aragorn: "Arwen."

Arwen: "Ae ú-esteliach nad… estelio han. Estelio ammen." (If you trust nothing else… trust this. Trust us.)

[They kiss.]

[The group is trekking again.]

Èowyn: "Where is she? The woman who gave you that jewel?"

[Aragorn smiles but remains silent.]

[A flashback of Elrond conversing with him in Rivendell follows.]

Elrond: "Our time here is ending. Arwen's time is ending. Let her go. Let her take the ship into the West. Let her bear away her love for you to the undying lands, there to be ever green."

Aragorn: "But never more than a memory."

Elrond: "I will not leave my daughter here to die."

Aragorn: "She stays because she still has hope."

Elrond: "She stays for you! She belongs with her people."

[Aragorn meets Arwen before the departure of the Fellowship.]

Arwen: "Nach gwannatha sin? Ma nathach hi gwannathach or minuial archened?" {Is this how you would take your leave? Did you think you could slip away at first light — unnoticed?)

Aragorn: "Ú-ethelithon." (I will not be coming back.)

Arwen: "Estelio guru lîn ne dagor. Ethelithach." (You underestimate your skill in battle. You will come back.)

Aragorn: "Ú-bedin o gurth ne dagor." (It is not of death in battle that I speak.)

Arwen: "O man pedich?" (What do you speak of?)

Aragorn: "Edra le men, men na guil edwen, haer o auth a nîr a naeth." (You have a chance for another life, away from war, grief, despair.)

Arwen: "Why are you saying this?"

Aragorn: "I am mortal. You are elfkind. It was a dream Arwen, nothing more."

Arwen: "I don't believe you."

[Aragorn holds open his hand, revealing Arwen's Evenstar.]

Aragorn: "This belongs to you."

[Arwen closes Aragorn's hand around the jewel.]

Arwen: "It was a gift. Keep it."

[The flashback ends.]

Èowyn: "My lord?"

Aragorn: "She is sailing to the undying lands, with all that is left of her kin."