EXT. PELENNOR FIELDS - DUSK
CLOSE ON: ARAGORN wearing a BREAST PLATE emblazoned with the
He rides at the head of a COLUMN of 500 FOOT SOLDIERS from
ROHAN and CONDOR ... leading them from the :RUINS of
GANDALF, LEGOLAS, GIMLI, EOMER, MERRY and PIPPIN ride
directly behind him.
AHEAD OF THEM: The MOUNTAINS of MORDOR.
EXT. PLAINS OF GORGORTH - NIGHT
GREAT ARMIES of ORC and URUK-HAI stream across the PLAINS
from MORDOR . . .
EXT. ORC ROAD, MORDOR - NIGHT
WIDE SHOT: The VOLCANIC WASTELAND of the GORGOROTH FOOTHILLS.
FRODO and SAM, still disguised in the ORC ARMOUR, slide down
scree bank and land on the road below . . . their attention is
fixed on the PLAIN below ... thousands of ORCS can be seen
marching away from MT. DOOM . . .
Look, the Ores! They're moving off. You
see, Mr Frodo - some luck at last.
EXT. GORGOROTH PLAIN, MORDOR - DAWN
FRODO and SAM ... moving across a HELLISH dry landscape of
twisted volcanic rock and STEAMING FISSURES.
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40 MILES AWAY, MOUNT DOOM rises out of the PLAIN . . . its feet
founded in ashen ruin, its huge cone rising to a great
height, where its reeking head is swathed in cloud.
EXT. BLACK GATES OF MORDOR - DAY
ARAGORN'S FORCE of 500 approaches the great BLACK GATES OF
MORDOR. He positions his troops about half a mile from the
EXT. GORGOROTH PLAIN, MORDOR - DAY
ANGLE ON: FRODO slumped against a ROCK . . . he tries to DRINK
from his WATER BOTTLE . . . but finds it EMPTY.
Take mine . . . there's a few drops left.
FRODO gratefully takes a SMALL SIP from SAM'S BOTTLE . . .
hands it back.
There'll be none left for the return
I don't think there will be a return
journey, Mr Frodo.
A moment of EYE CONTACT between FRODO and SAM as they
acknowledge what lies ahead.
SAM offers FRODO his hand . . . and PULLS HIM UP.