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EXT. TROLLSHAW FOREST CLEARING -- NIGHT

Close on: Frodo...his eyes flicker open...clouded, red-
rimmed...his brow, beaded with sweat.

                    PIPPIN
          Is he going to die? Frodo's breathing is
          getting shallow. Strider looks out into
          the darkness.

                    STRIDER
          No. He is passing into the shadow world,
          he will soon become a wraith like them.

A DISTANT CRY of a RINGWRAITH carries through the air.

                    MERRY
              (nervous)
          They're close.

Frodo gasps in sudden pain.

                    STRIDER
              (thinking hard)
          Sam, do you know the Athelas plant? Sam
          looks blank.

                       SAM
          Athelas?

                       STRIDER
          Kingsfoil.

                       SAM
          Kingsfoil. Aye. It's a weed.



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                      STRIDER
            It may help to slow the poison. Hurry!

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EXT. TROLLSHAW FOREST -- NIGHT

Sam and Strider desperately search the dark forest floor for
the Athelas plant. Close on: A small, white flowered plant!
Strider drops to one knee, carefully pulling it from the
ground.

SUDDENLY! STRIDER FREEZES AS A SWORD BLADE TOUCHES HIS NECK.

                      ARWEN (O.S.)
            What is this? A Ranger caught off his
            guard?

Strider slowly looks up.

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EXT. TROLLSHAW FOREST CLEARING -- NIGHT

Frodo is breathing hard, desperately ill. Frodo's half-
conscious POV: Surreal impression...a SHIMMERING FIGURE IN
WHITE leaps off a horse.

FLASH INSERT: An ethereal vision of ARWEN, as she appears on
the other side...

                      ARWEN
                (ELVISH: with sub titles)
            Frodo, Im Arwen...telin let thaed. I am
            Arwen, I have come here to help you.
                (urgent)
            Lasto Beth nin, tolo Dan na ngalad. Hear
            my voice, come back to the light. Frodo's
            eyes close.

                      PIPPIN
            Who is she?

                      ARWEN
                (worried)
            Frodo?

                      SAM
            She's an elf.

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ANGLE ON: ARWEN

Who now appears in her earth bound form, a young Elven woman
with tousled hair, dressed in mud-splattered riding clothes.

                    ARWEN
          He's fading...he's not gong to last. We
          must get him to my father. Strider
          quickly lifts Frodo...placing him on the
          horse.

                    ARWEN (CONT'D)
          I have been looking for you for two days.

                    PIPPIN
          Where are you taking him?

                    ARWEN
          There are five Wraiths behind you, where
          the other four are, I do not know.

                    STRIDER
              (ELVISH: with subtitles)
          Dartho guin Berian...rych le ad
          tolthathon. Stay with the hobbits...I'11
          send horses for you. Close on: Arwen
          grabbing the Reins of the horse.

                    ARWEN
              (ELVISH: w/subtitles)
          Hon mabathon. Rochoh ellint im. I'll
          take him. I'm the faster rider. Strider
          clamps his hand over Arwen's.

                    STRIDER
              (elvish:subtitles)
          Andelu I ven. The road is too dangerous.

                    ARWEN
              (Elvish: subtitles)
          Frodo Fir. Ae anthradon I hir, tur
          gwaith nin beriatha hon. If I can cross
          the river, the power of my people can
          protect him.

                    PIPPIN
          What are they saying?

CLOSE ON: Arwen reaches for Strider's hand...looking deep
into his eyes.

                    ARWEN
          I do not fear them.

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CLOSE ON: Strider...we see that it is hard for him to let her
go.

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Arwen mounts her horse, ALSFORTH...

                    STRIDER
          Arwen...ride hard, don't look back.

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Arwen looks down at Strider as she supports Frodo with one
hand.

                    ARWEN
              (elvish)
          Noro Lim, Asfaloth, Noro Lim!

                    SAM
          What are you doing! Those Wraiths are
          still out there!

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Asfaloth springs away, bearing Arwen and Frodo into the
night.

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EXT. TROLLSHAW FOREST -- NIGHT

SPEEDING POV: through the forest from the back of the White
Horse.

ANGLE ON: FRODO, BOUNCING IN THE SADDLE,

he lifts his head weakly. SURREAL SLOW MOTION POV: THE HORSES
HEAD BOBBING...trees sliding by...moonlight flickers through
the trees.

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EXT. AERIAL OF ETTENMOORS ~ MORNING

AERIAL: of Arwen's white horse emerging from the trees...and
galloping across the open land as the sun rises.

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EXT. PINE FOREST -- DAY

The white horse charges through a Pine Forest. Suddenly 2
Galloping Ringwraiths emerge from the trees behind! 2 more
Ringwraiths slide in from different directions to join the
chase. Arwen grits her teeth...urges the white horse to
greater speed.

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EXT. THE EAST ROAD -- DAY

The white horse speeds out of the pine trees...the 4
ringwraiths close behind PAN ONTO: 2 more ringwraiths
galloping down the hillside! AERIAL SHOT: 3 MORE RINGWRAITHS
enter frame from different directions...a total of 9
RINGWRAITHS now pursuing Frodo and Arwen! CLOSE ON: Panting
head of the WHITE ELVEN HORSE.

                    ARWEN
          Noro lim, Asfaloth!

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EXT. FORD OF BRUINEN -- DAY

CRANE DOWN: As the White Horse races towards Camera, to
Reveal the wide river Bruinen in the foreground.

Without hesitation, the white horse leaps into the shallow
water and thunders across the Ford. The 9 Ringwraiths pull up
short of the Ford, clearly nervous of the water. The white
horse reaches the other side...Arwen pulls up and turns to
defiantly face the Ringwraiths from across the Ford.

                    WITCH KING
          Give up the Halfling, she-elf! She draws
          her sword and yells at the Witch King.

                    ARWEN
              (yelling)
          If you want him, come and claim him.

THE WITCH KING SCREECHES ANGRILY, draws his sword, and leads
the Ringwraiths across the Ford. The water starts flowing
faster...a distant rumble can be heard. Arwen waits until
they are halfway across: she suddenly stands in the saddle
arms raised!

                    ARWEN (CONT'D)
              (Elvish)
          Non o Chithaeglir, lasto Beth daer: Rimmo
          nin Briunen Dan in Ulaer!
                    (MORE)
                                                  (CONTINUED)

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                    ARWEN (CONT'D)
          Nin o Chitaeglir, lasto Beth daer: Rimmo
          nin Bruinen Dan in Ulaer!

THE GROUND SUDDENLY TREMBLES...A MIGHTY ROAR FILLS THE AIR!

Frodo looks up weakly...to see a vast torrent of Water
flooding down the river towards the ford...as if a dam had
burst! The Foaming water seems to form the shape of Dancing
white horses with frothing manes! The Ringwraiths scream in
terror as they are swallowed up in the deluge. Their Piercing
cries are drowned in the roaring of the river as it carries
them away! CLOSE ON: FRODO as he loses consciousness...

                    ARWEN
              (upset)
          No, no...Frodo, no! Frodo, don't give
          in...not now!

Arwen gathers the small Hobbit in her arms, feeling his life
slip away.

INT. FRODO'S DELIRIUM -- DAY

DELIRIOUS IMAGES AND SOUNDS....

                    ARWEN (V.O.)
          What grace is given me, let it pass to
          him. Let him be spared. Save him.