指环王2：双塔奇兵The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers Movie Script

[In the Hall, Éowyn is kneeling before Théoden, holding his hand in hers.] ÉOWYN My lord, your son, he is dead. My lord?

Uncle?

[Théoden just sits and stares ahead, his eyes clouded and unseeing.] ÉOWYN Will you not go to him? [She weeps.] Will you do nothing?

[Scene returns to Gandalf and company.]

GANDALF:

Be careful what you say. Do not look for welcome here.

[They ride on towards Edoras.] [At Edoras, Éowyn is weeping at the dead Théodred's bed. She kisses his hand. Gríma appears at the door.] GRÍMA Oh, he… he must have died sometime in the night. What a tragedy for the king to lose his only son and heir.

[He sits on the bed and puts a hand on Éowyn’s shoulder.] GRÍMA I understand his passing is hard to accept, especially now that your brother has deserted you.

ÉOWYN [jumps back and throws off Gríma’s hand] Leave me alone, snake!

GRÍMA [Rises from the bed and moves ever closer to Éowyn] Oh, but you are alone! Who knows what you have spoken to the darkness.

In bitter watches of the night, when all your life seems to shrink, the walls of your bower closing in about you, like a hutch to trammel some wild thing in.

[He puts a hand on her cheek and moves down to her throat.] GRÍMA So fair, so cold, like a morning of pale spring still clinging to winter's chill.

[Éowyn and Gríma stare at each other intently.] ÉOWYN Your words are poison!

[Éowyn runs out of the hall. Weeping, she looks away into the distance. A flag comes off its pole and is carried by the breeze. Éowyn sees riders coming towards Edoras. As Aragorn passes the entrance to Edoras, the flag floats down to land near him. Edoras is silent and somber. Everyone is dressed in black and staring at the newcomers in wary silence. Aragorn looks up at the hall and sees a lady in white standing on the steps. He looks around at more somber people.]

GIMLI:

You’ll find more cheer in a graveyard.

[Aragorn looks up to the hall again but the lady has disappeared. The company climbs up the stairs to the hall and is met by guards.]

GANDALF:

[sees Háma] Ah.

HÁMA I cannot allow you before Théoden-King so armed, Gandalf Greyhame. By order of Gríma Wormtongue.

[Gandalf nods in understanding and signals for the others to surrender their weapons.

Aragon hands over his sword and knives.

Legolas gives a little twirl to his knives before handing them over to the guards. Gimli hands over his axes reluctantly.] HÁMA [gestures to Gandalf] Your staff.

GANDALF:

Hmm? [Glances at his staff.] Oh. You would not part an old man from his walking stick? [Looks at Háma innocently.] [Háma hesitates for a second and then gestures that they follow him into the hall. Gandalf gives Aragorn a tiny wink and enters the hall, leaning on Legolas’ arm.] GRÍMA [Leaning down and whispering to Théoden.] My lord, Gandalf the Grey is coming.

He’s a herald of woe.

GANDALF:

The courtesy of your hall is somewhat lessened of late, Théoden King.

[As Gandalf approaches Théoden, Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli pull back and survey the hall and its hostile occupants.

A group of men starts to follow their steps with hostility.] GRÍMA [Whispering to Théoden.] He’s not welcome.