指环王1：护戒使者 The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring Movie Script

Frodo looks at Strider questioningly...Boromir turns sharply.

BOROMIR:

(quiet disbelief) Aragorn? This is Isildur's heir?

LEGOLAS:

And heir to the throne of Gondor.

(Elvish:

with subtitles) Havo dad, Legolas...Sit down, Legolas..

BOROMIR:

Gondor needs no king.

GANDALF:

Aragorn is right...we cannot use it.

ELROND:

You have only one choice..the ring must be destroyed.

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(2) The HUM OF THE RING seems to grow louder in Frodo's ears.

Gimli suddenly stands, excited.

GIMLI:

Then...what are we waiting for?

Gimli suddenly rushes forward! He swings his axe down on the ring. The axe shatters with a deafening crack! Gimli falls backwards, staring in disbelief at the ring...unharmed! Frodo winces as an angry image of the fiery eye hits him! He slumps in this chair, clutching his forehead. Gandalf looks at him with concern.

ELROND:

The ring cannot be destroyed, Gimli, son of Gloin, by any craft that we ELROND (CONT'D) 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.

Stunned silence...the council sits with downcast eyes, as if a great dread has descended on them. Boromir addresses the council in a quiet voice

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 and the Great Eye is ever watchful.

It is a barren wasteland, riddled with fire and 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 leaps to his feet!

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(3)

GIMLI:

I will be dead before I see the Ring in the hands of an Elf! A STORM OF ARGUMENT erupts around the room. CLOSE ON: FRODO...sound disappears as he watches in slow motion...the angry faces, the shaking fists, the accusatory fingers, his eyes move across to the ring...the hum grows louder in his head.

GIMLI (CONT'D) (shouting) Never trust an Elf!

CLOSE ON:

THE RING fills the screen...streams of blood flow across the surface... flames flicker within the Gold Band.