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: If the wall is breached, Helm's Deep will fall. Wormtongue
: Even if it is breached, it will take a number beyond reckoning, thousands, to storm the keep. Saruman
: Tens of thousands. Wormtongue
: But, my lord, there is no such force.
[they go out onto the balcony, and see an army of ten thousand Uruk-hai
: Why should I welcome you, Gandalf Stormcrow? Wormtongue
: A just question, my liege. Late is the hour in which this conjurer chooses to appear. "Lathspell" I name him. Ill news is an ill guest.
: Leave me alone, snake! Wormtongue
: Oh, but you are alone. Who knows what you have spoken to the darkness, alone, in the bitter watches of the night, when all your life seems to shrink, the walls of your bower closing in about you, a hutch to trammel some wild thing in? So fair, yet so cold like a morning of pale Spring still clinging to Winter's chill. Eowyn
: Your words are poison!
: His staff. I told you to take the Wizard's staff.
: Why do you lay these troubles on an already troubled mind?
: How long has it been since Saruman bought you? What was the promised price, Grima? When all the Men are dead you would take your share of the treasure?
[Wormtongue looks at Eowyn
: Too long have you watched my sister. Too long have you haunted her steps.
[Eomer is seized by two guards
: You see much, Eomer son of Eomund. Too much.
[Eomer is beaten by the guards
: You are banished forthwith from the Kingdom of Rohan... under pain of death. Eomer
: You have no authority here! Your orders mean nothing! Wormtongue
: Oh, but this order does not come from me. It comes from the King. He signed it this morning.
[Shows Eomer the banishment order, signed by Theoden's seal