The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring

The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring

The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring is the 2001 epic fantasy adventure film and the first installment in The Lord of the Rings motion picture trilogy based on the volume novel by J. R. R. Tolkien. It tells the tale of nine companions starting out on a quest to destroy the One Ring and secure the fate of Middle Earth.

Director(s): Peter Jackson
Year:
2001
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One Ring to rule them all.
The Legend Comes to Life
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all, and in the darkness bind them.
Fate Has Chosen Him. A Fellowship Will Protect Him. Evil Will Hunt Them.
Middle-earth comes to life...
Even the smallest person can change the course of the future.
All you have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to you.
Power can be held in the smallest of things...
Its power corrupts all who desire it. Only one has the will to resist it. A Fellowship of Nine must destroy it.

Galadriel:
[opening narration] The world is changed. I feel it in the water. I feel it in the earth. I smell it in the air. Much that once was is lost, for none now live who remember it. It began with the forging of the Great Rings. 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. And nine, nine rings were gifted to the Race of Men, who above all else desire power. For within these rings was bound the strength and will to govern each race. But they were all of them deceived, for another ring was made. 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. And into this Ring he poured his cruelty, his malice and his will to dominate all life. One Ring to rule them all. One by one, the Free Lands of Middle-Earth fell to the power of the Ring. But there were some who resisted. 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. Victory was near, but the power of the Ring could not be undone. It was in this moment, when all hope had faded, that Isildur, son of the king, took up his father's sword. Sauron, enemy of the free peoples of Middle-Earth, was defeated. The Ring passed to Isildur, who had this one chance to destroy evil forever, but the hearts of Men are easily corrupted. And the Ring of Power has a will of its own. It betrayed Isildur, to his death. 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 Ring came to the creature Gollum, who took it deep into the tunnels of the Misty Mountains. And there it consumed him. 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. Darkness crept back into the forests of the world. Rumor grew of a shadow in the East - whispers of a nameless fear. And the Ring of Power perceived its time had now come. It abandoned Gollum. But something happened then the Ring did not intend. It was picked up by the most unlikely creature imaginable. A Hobbit, Bilbo Baggins of the Shire. For the time will soon come when Hobbits will shape the fortunes of all...

Bilbo:
You will keep an eye on Frodo, won't you?

Gandalf:
Two eyes, as often as I can spare them.

Bilbo:
I'm leaving everything to him.

Gandalf:
What about this ring of yours? Is that staying too?

Bilbo:
Yes, yes. It's in an envelope over there on the mantelpiece. No, wait... it's right here in my pocket. Isn't that odd, now? And yet, why not? Why shouldn't I keep it?

Gandalf:
I think you should leave the ring behind, Bilbo. Is that so hard?

Bilbo:
Well, no... and yes. [agitated] Now it comes to it, I don't feel like parting with it! It's mine, I found it! It came to me!

Gandalf:
There's no need to get angry.

Bilbo:
Well, if I'm angry, it's your fault! [to himself] It's mine... my own... [Hisses] My precious...

Gandalf:
[alarmed] "Precious"? It's been called that before, but not by you.

Bilbo:
[angry] Oh, what business is it of yours what I do with my own things?!

Gandalf:
I think you've had that ring quite long enough.

Bilbo:
You want it for yourself!

Gandalf:
BILBO BAGGINS! DO NOT TAKE ME FOR SOME CONJURER OF CHEAP TRICKS! I AM NOT TRYING TO ROB YOU! [gently] I'm trying to help you. [Bilbo, frightened, hugs Gandalf] All your long years, we have been friends. Trust me, as you once did. Let it go.

Bilbo:
You're right, Gandalf. The ring must go to Frodo. Well, it's late, the road is long.

Gandalf:
[sternly] Bilbo. The ring is still in your pocket.

Bilbo:
[sheepish] Oh, yes... of course.

[With great effort, he drops the ring to the floor, and rushes outside, appearing relieved]

Bilbo:
I've thought of an ending for my book. "And he lived happily ever after... to the end of his days."

Gandalf:
And I'm sure you will, my friend.

Bilbo:
Goodbye, Gandalf.

[Bilbo and Gandalf shake hands]

Gandalf:
Goodbye, dear Bilbo. [Bilbo sets off] Until our next meeting.

Gandalf:
This is the One Ring, forged by the Dark Lord Sauron, in the fires of Mount Doom, taken by Isildur from the hand of Sauron himself.

Frodo:
Bilbo found it... in Gollum's cave.

Gandalf:
Yes. For 60 years, the Ring lay quiet in Bilbo's keeping, prolonging his life, delaying old age. But no longer, Frodo. Evil is stirring in Mordor. The Ring has awoken. It's heard its Master's call.

Frodo:
But he was destroyed. Sauron was destroyed!

[The Ring whispers]

Gandalf:
No, Frodo. The spirit of Sauron endured. His life-force is bound to the Ring, and the Ring survived. Sauron has returned. His Orcs have multiplied; his fortress of Barad-dûr is rebuilt in the land of Mordor. Sauron needs only this Ring to cover all the lands in a second darkness. He is seeking it. Seeking it, all his thought is bent on it, and the Ring yearns above all else to reurn the hand of its Master. They are one, the Ring and the Dark Lord. Frodo... he must never find it.

Frodo:
All right. We put it away. We keep it hidden; we never speak of it again. No one knows it's here do they? Do they, Gandalf?

Gandalf:
There is one other who knew Bilbo had the Ring. I looked everywhere for the creature Gollum, but the enemy found him first. I don't know how long they tortured him, but admist the endless screams and inane babble, they discerned two words.

Frodo:
"Shire"? "Baggins"? But that will lead them here! Take it, Gandalf! Take it!

Gandalf:
No, Frodo.

Frodo:
You must take it!

Gandalf:
You cannot offer me this Ring!

Frodo:
I'm giving it to you!

Gandalf:
Don't... tempt me, Frodo! I dare not take it. Not even to keep it safe. Understand, Frodo, I would use this Ring from the desire to do good. But through me, it would wield a power too great and terrible to imagine.

Frodo:
But it cannot stay in the Shire!

Gandalf:
No! No, it can't.

Frodo:
[pause, then realizes his burden, gripping the Ring] What must I do?

Saruman:
Sauron has regained much of his former strength. He cannot yet take physical form, but his spirit has lost none of its potency. Concealed within his fortress, the Lord of Mordor sees all. His gaze pierces cloud, shadow, earth, and flesh. You know of what I speak, Gandalf. A Great Eye, lidless, wreathed in flame.

Gandalf:
The Eye of Sauron.

Saruman:
He is gathering all evil to him. Very soon, he will have summoned an army great enough to launch an assault upon Middle Earth.

Gandalf:
You know this? How?

Saruman:
I have seen it.

Gandalf:
A Palantír is a dangerous tool, Saruman.

Saruman:
Why? Why should we fear to use it? [uncovers the Palantír he keeps]

Gandalf:
They are not all accounted for, the lost Seeing Stones. We do not know who else may be watching. [recovers the Palantír; the Eye of Sauron is shown to be agitated by this]

Saruman:
The hour is later is later than you think. Sauron's forces are already moving. The Nine have left Minas Morgul.

Gandalf:
The Nine?

Saruman:
They crossed the River Isen on Midsummer's Eve, disguised as riders in black.

Gandalf:
[Shocked] They've reached the Shire?!

Saruman:
They will find the Ring... and kill the one who carries it.

Gandalf:
Frodo!

[He moves towards the the doors, but Saruman seals them all]

Saruman:
You did not seriously think that a Hobbit could contend with the will of Sauron? There are none who can. Against the power of Mordor, there can be no victory. We must join with him, Gandalf. We must join with Sauron. It would be wise, my friend.

Gandalf:
[Disgusted] Tell me, "friend"... when did Saruman the Wise abandon reason for madness?!

[Angered, Saruman uses his powers to throw Gandalf to the floor. The two fight, but Saruman gains the upper hand]

Saruman:
I gave you the choice of aiding me willingly! But you have elected the way of pain!

Elrond:
[watching Frodo] His strength returns.

Gandalf:
That wound will never fully heal. He will carry it the rest of his life.

Elrond:
And yet, to have come so far still bearing the Ring, the Hobbit has shown extraordinary resiliance to its evil.

Gandalf:
It is a burden he should never have had to bear. We can ask no more of Frodo.

Elrond:
Gandalf, the enemy is moving. Sauron's forces are massing in the East; his Eye is fixed on Rivendell. And Saruman, you tell me, has betrayed us. Our list of allies grows thin!

Gandalf:
His treachery runs deeper than you know. With foul craft, Saruman has crossed Orcs with Goblin-Men. He's breeding an army in the caverns of Isengard. An army that can move in sunlight, and cover great distance at speed. Saruman is coming for the Ring.

Elrond:
This evil cannot be concealed by the power of the Elves. We do not have the strength to fight both Mordor and Isengard! Gandalf, the Ring cannot stay here. This peril belongs to all Middle Earth. They must decide now how to end it. The time of the Elves is over. My people are leaving these shores. Who will you look to when we've gone? The Dwarves? They hide in their mountains, seeking riches. They care nothing for the troubles of others.

Gandalf:
It is in Men that we must place our hope.

Elrond:
[bitterly] Men? Men are weak. The race of Men is failing. The Blood of Númenor is all but spent, its pride and dignity forgotten. It is because of Men the Ring survives. I was there, Gandalf. I was there three thousand years ago, when Isildur took the Ring. I was there the day the strength of Men failed. I led Isildur into the heart of Mount Doom, where the Ring was forged - the one place it could be destroyed. It should have ended that day, but evil was allowed to endure. Isildur kept the Ring. The line of Kings was broken. There's no strength left in the World of Men. They're scattered, divided, leaderless.

Gandalf:
There is one who could unite them. One who could reclaim the Throne of Gondor.

Elrond:
He turned from that path a long time ago. He has chosen exile.

[At the Council of Elrond]

Elrond:
Strangers from distant lands, friends of old, you have been summoned here to answer the threat of Mordor. Middle Earth stands upon the brink of destruction; none can escape it. You will unite or you will fall. Each race is bound to this fate, this one doom. Bring forth the Ring, Frodo.

[Frodo puts the Ring on a stand for all to see]

Boromir:
So it is true. [Stands and walks towards the Ring] In a dream, I saw the Eastern sky grow dark. But in the West, a pale light lingered. A voice was crying, "The doom is near at hand, Isildur's Bane is found." [Reaches for the Ring] Isildur's Bane...

Elrond:
Boromir!

Gandalf:
[Speaking the words engraved on the Ring] Ash nazg durbatulûk, ash nazg gimbatul, ash nazg thrakatulûk, agh burzum-ishi krimpatul!

[The light darkens and the air rumbles; Boromir backs away from the Ring]

Elrond:
Never before has anyone dared utter words of that tongue here, in Imladris.

Gandalf:
I do not ask for pardon, Master Elrond, for the Black Speech of Mordor may yet be heard in every corner of the West! The Ring is altogether evil.

Boromir:
But it is a gift. A gift to the foes of Mordor. Why not use this Ring? Long has my father, the Steward of Gondor, kept the forces of Mordor at bay. By the blood of our people are your lands kept safe! Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy! Let us use it against him!

Strider:
You cannot wield it. None of us can. The One Ring answers to Sauron alone. It has no other master.

Boromir:
And what would a Ranger know of this matter?

Legolas:
This is no mere Ranger. He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. You owe him your allegiance.

Boromir:
Aragorn? This is Isildur's heir?

Legolas:
And heir to the throne of Gondor.

Strider:
[in Elvish] Sit down, Legolas.

Boromir:
Gondor has no King. Gondor needs no King.

Gandalf:
Aragorn is right. We cannot use it.

Elrond:
You have only one choice. The Ring must be destroyed.

Gimli:
Then what are we waiting for?

[He roars and strikes the Ring with his axe; the axe breaks, leaving the Ring perfectly intact]

Elrond:
The Ring cannot be destroyed, Gimli, son of Gloin, by any craft that we here possess. The Ring was made in the fires of Mount Doom. Only there can it be unmade. It must be taken deep into Mordor and cast back into the fiery chasm from whence it came! One of you... must do this.

Boromir:
One does not simply walk into Mordor. Its black gates are guarded by more than just Orcs. There is evil there that does not sleep. The Great Eye is ever watchful. It is a barren wasteland, riddled with fire, ash, and dust. The very air you breathe is a poisonous fume. Not with ten thousand men could you do this. It is folly!

Legolas:
Have you heard nothing Lord Elrond has said? The Ring must be destroyed!

Gimli:
And I suppose you think you're the one to do it?!

Boromir:
And if we fail, what then?! What happens when Sauron takes back what is his?!

Gimli:
I will be dead before I see the Ring in the hands of an Elf! [The council argue amongst themselves] Never trust an Elf!

Gandalf:
Do you not understand?! While you bicker amongst yourselves, Sauron's power grows! None will escape it! You'll all be destroyed!

[As Frodo focuses on the Ring, everyone's arguing voices are drowned out by Sauron's voice reciting the Ring's inscription. Frodo gets to his feet]

Frodo:
I will take it! [All continue to argue] I will take it! [All fall silent] I will take the Ring to Mordor. Though... I do not know the way.

Gandalf:
I will help you bear this burden, Frodo Baggins, for as long as it is yours to bear.

Aragorn:
If by my life or death I can protect you, I will. You have my sword...

Legolas:
And you have my bow.

Gimli:
And my axe.

Boromir:
You carry the fate of us all, little one. If this is indeed the will of the Council, then Gondor will see it done.

[Sam rushes in]

Sam:
Hey! Mr. Frodo's not going anywhere without me!

Elrond:
No, indeed. It is hardly possible to separate you, even when he is summoned to a secret council and you are not.

Merry:
We're coming, too! [Elrond looks astounded] You'd have to send us home tied up in a sack to stop us!

Pippin:
Anyway, you need people of intelligence on this sort of mission... quest... thing.

Merry:
That rules you out, Pippin.

Elrond:
Nine companions. So be it. You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring.

Pippin:
Great! Where are we going?

Galadriel:
Will you look into the mirror?

Frodo:
What will I see?

Galadriel:
Even the wisest cannot tell. For the mirror shows many things. Things that were, things that are, and some things... that have not yet come to pass.

[Looking into the mirror, Frodo sees the Orcs enslave the Hobbits and reduce the Shire to an industrial wasteland; finally, the Eye of Sauron causes him to stumble backwards]

Galadriel:
I know what it is you saw; for it is also in my mind. [in Frodo's mind] It is what will come to pass if you should fail. The Fellowship is breaking. It is already begun. He will try to take the Ring. You know of whom I speak. One by one, it will destroy them all.

Frodo:
If you ask it of me, I will give you the One Ring. [holds out the Ring to Galadriel]

Galadriel:
You offer it to me freely? I do not deny that my heart has greatly desired this... [Suddenly fierce] In place of a Dark Lord, you would have a Queen! Not dark, but beautiful and terrible as the Dawn! Treacherous as the Sea! Stronger than the foundations of the Earth! All shall love me and despair! [Stops, shaken, and becomes calm again] I pass the test. I will diminish, and go into the West... and remain Galadriel.

Frodo:
I cannot do this alone.

Galadriel:
You are a Ringbearer, Frodo. To bear a Ring of Power is to be alone. [holds up her hand to show a silver, flower-jeweled Ring] This is Nenya, the Ring of Adamant, and I am its keeper. This task was appointed to you and if you do not find a way, no one will.

Frodo:
I know what I must do, it's just that... I'm afraid to do it.

Galadriel:
Even the smallest person can change the course of the future.


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