There's no strength left in the world of Men. They're scattered, divided, leaderless.
(CONTINUED) 71.
GANDALF:
There is one who could unite them, one who could re claim the thrown of Gondor.
ELROND:
He turned from that path a long time ago.
He has chosen exile.
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INT. ELROND'S CHAMBER, RIVENDELL -- NIGHT Strider watches from the shadows...as Boromir strolls through the darkened gallery. Boromir's eyes are drawn to an old Fresco on the wall...depicting Isildur defeating Sauron.
Boromir looks with Wonderment at Narsil, the Broken Blade of Elendil, which lies on a cloth-covered plinth.
BOROMIR:
(quiet awe) The shards of Narsil...the blade that cut the Ring from Sauron's hand. Boromir picks up the sword and gently touches the
Blade. Close on:
a small bloom of blood appears on Boromir's finger... BOROMIR (CONT'D) Still sharp.
Boromir senses Strider's presence...he looks from the blade to Strider, as if sensing a connection.
BOROMIR (CONT'D) But no more than a broken heirloom.
BOROMIR (CONT'D) replaces the Broken blade, but it clatters to the floor. Boromir walks away, leaving Strider sitting alone.
Close on:
Strider picks up the broken hilt, as Arwen appears behind him.
ARWEN:
Why do you fear the past? You are Isildur's heir...not Isildur himself. You are not bound to his fate.
STRIDER:
The same blood flows in my veins...the same weakness... (CONTINUED) 72.
ARWEN:
Your time will come. You will face the same evil...and you will defeat it.
(Elvish:
w/subtitles) A si i-duath u-orthor, Aragorn...u or le a u or nin. The shadow does not hold sway yet...not over you and not over me.
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EXT. RIVENDELL VALLEY -- NIGHT Night falls upon the beautiful valley of Rivendell... still and quiet.
EXT. RIVENDELL WATERFALL -- NIGHT Strider and Arwen stand upon a stone bridge...the Evenstar at Arwen's breast shines in the moonlight.
(Elvish:
with subtitles) Renech I lu I erui govannem? Do you remember when we first met?
(Elvish:
with subtitles) Nauthannim I ned ol reniannen. I thought I had strayed into a dream.
Arwen reaches up and gently touches the Grey at Strider's temples.
(Elvish:
with subtitles) Gwenin in enniath...u-arnech in naeth I se celich. Long years have passed...you did not have the care you carry now.