Galadriel's mirror

Aragorn talks to Boromir and Frodo to Galadriel

--There is singing in the background while they camp--

Legolas:

A lament for Gandalf.

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What do they say about him?

Legolas:

I have not the heart to tell you. For me the grief is still too near.

Aragorn:

Take some rest, Boromir. These borders are well protected.

Boromir:

I shall find no rest here. I heard a voice inside my head. She spoke of my father and the fall of Gondor. She said to me, even now, there is hope left, but I cannot see it. It is long since we had any hope. My father is a noble man, but Izual is failing, and the people lose faith. My father looks to me to set it right, and I would do it, I would see the glory of Gondor restored. Have you seen it, Aragorn? The white tower of Ecthelion glimmering like a spike of pearl and silver, its banners caught high in the morning breeze. Have you ever been called home by the clear ringing of silver trumpets?

Aragorn:

I have seen the White City, long ago.

Boromir:

One day, our paths will lead us there, and the tower guard will take up the call, 'the lords of Gondor have returned!'

--The company sleeps, and when Galadriel passes, only Frodo wakes. He follows her to a basin set in stone, which she fills with water from a silver urn.--

Galadriel:

Will you look into the mirror?

Frodo:

What will I see?

Galadriel:

Not even the wisest can say, for the mirror shows many things. Things that are, things that were, and some things that have not yet come to pass.

Frodo:

looks into the mirror, and sees Legolas, Merry and Pippin, then Sam. The Shire as it was, then the Shire ravaged, overrun with Orcs and Sam in chainsand then the eye appears, and the RIing grows heavier, trying to pull itself down into the mirror. Frodo snatches it away, falls backward onto the ground.

Galadriel:

I know what it is you have seen, for it is also in my mind. It is what will come to pass if you should fail. The Fellowship is breaking. Already it has begun. He will try to take the ring. You know of whom I speak. One by one, it will destroy them all.

Frodo:

If you ask it of me, I will give you the One Ring.

Galadriel:

You offer it to me freely. I do not deny that my heart has greatly desired this. (A dark light comes over her as she touches the power of the One Ring.) Instead of a Dark Lord, you would have a queen, not dark but beautiful and terrible as the dawn! Tempestuous as the sea, and stronger than the foundations of the earth! All shall love me and despair! (backs away from the Ring) I passed the test. I will diminish, and go into the west, and remain Galadriel.

Frodo:

I cannot do this alone.

Galadriel:

You are a Ringbearer, Frodo. To bear a ring of power is to be alone. This task was appointed to you, and if you do not find a way, no one will.

Frodo:

Then, I know what I must do. It's just I am afraid to do it.

Galadriel:

Even the smallest person can change the course of the future.

Saruman:

(talks to Lurtz, his first Uruk-hai) Do you know how orcs first came into being? They were elves once, taken by the dark powers, tortured, mutilated. A ruined and terrible fall of life. And now perfected, my fighting Uruk-hai. Whom do you serve?

Lurtz:

Saruman.

Saruman:

Hunt them down. Do not stop until you have found them. You do not know pain, you do not know fear, you will taste man-flesh! One of the halflings carries something of great value. Bring them to me alive, and unspoiled! Kill the others.