The content of this page was created by users. It has not been screened or verified by IMDb staff.
: A great host, you say? Aragorn
: All Isengard is emptied. Theoden
: How many? Aragorn
: Ten thousand strong at least. Theoden
] Ten thousand? Aragorn
: It is an army bred for a single purpose: to destroy the world of men. They will be here by nightfall. Theoden
: Let them come.
[the army of Isengard starts charging at the walls of Helm's Deep
: So it begins.
: When last I looked, Théoden, not Aragorn, was king of Rohan.
: I will not risk open war. Aragorn
: Open war is upon you whether you would risk it or not.
: So much death. What can men do against such reckless hate? Aragorn
: Ride out with me. Ride out and meet them. Theoden
: For death and glory. Aragorn
: For Rohan. For your people. Theoden
: The Horn of Helm Hammerhand will sound in the deep, one last time!
: Crops can be re-sown, homes re-built. Within these walls... we will outlast them. Aragorn
: They do not come to destroy Rohan's crops or villages. They come to destroy its people. Down to the last child. Theoden
: What will you have me do? Look at my men. Their courage hangs by a thread.
: Where is the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing? They have passed like rain on the mountain, like wind in the meadow. The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow. How did it come to this?
: 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.
: [upon being exorcised
] Gandalf... Gandalf
: Breathe the free air again, my friend. Theoden
: [stands up from the throne
] Dark have been my dreams of late.
[looks at his hands
: Your fingers would remember their old strength better... if they grasped your sword.
: [after being exorcised
] I know your face... Eowyn.
: [pick up a white flower
] Simbelmyne. Ever has it grown on the tombs of my forebears. Now it shall cover the grave of my son. Alas, that these evil days should be mine. The young perish and the old linger. That I should live to see that last days of my house. Gandalf
: Theodred's death was not of your making. Theoden
: No parent should have to bury their child.
[Theoden drops to his knees and starts sobbing
: He was strong in life. His spirit will find the way to the halls of your fathers.
: Look at my men. Their courage hangs by a thread. If this is to be our end, then I would have them make such an end, as to be worthy of remembrance.
: Gandalf. Gandalf
: Theoden king stands alone. Eomer
: Not alone. Rohirrim!
[Rohirrim gather behind him
: Eomer! Eomer
: TO THE KING!
: Every villager able to wield a sword has been sent to the armory... my lord? Theoden
: Who am I, Gamling? Gamling
: You are our king, sire. Theoden
: And do you trust your king? Gamling
: Your men, my Lord, will follow you to whatever end. Theoden
: To whatever end...
: [to Grima
] Your leechcraft would have had me crawling on all fours like a beast!
: Let this be the hour when we draw swords together. Fell deeds awake. Now for wrath, now for ruin, and the red dawn. Forth, Eorlingas!
: You have fought many wars and slain many men, Theoden King, and made peace afterwards. Can we not take council as we once did, my old friend? Can we not have peace? Theoden
: We shall have peace... We shall have peace, when you answer for the burning of the Westfold, and the children that lie dead there! We shall have peace, when the lives of the soldiers whose bodies were hewn even as they died against the gates of the Hornberg, are avenged! When you hang from a gibbit for the sport of your own crows...! We shall have peace. Saruman
: Gibbits and crows! DOTARD! What do *you* want, Gandalf Greyhame? Let me guess. The key of Orthanc? Or perhaps the keys of Barad-Dur itself? Along with the crowns of the seven kings and the rods of the five wizards?
: I have left instruction. The people are to follow your rule in my stead. Take up my seat in the Golden Hall. Long may you defend Edoras if the battle goes ill. Eowyn
: What other duty would you have me do? Theoden
: Duty? No... I would have you smile again, not grieve for those whose time has come. You shall live to see these days renewed. No more despair.
: He leaves because there is no hope. Theoden
: He leaves because he must. Gamling
: Too few have come. We cannot defeat the armies of Mordor. Theoden
: No. We cannot. But we will meet them in battle nonetheless.
: I know your face... Eowyn. My eyes darken. Eowyn
: No. No. I'm going to save you. Theoden
: You already did... Eowyn. My body is broken. You have to let me go. I go to my fathers, in whose mighty company I shall not now feel ashamed. Eowyn...
: Eomer. Take your Èored down the left flank. Gamling, follow the King's banner down the center. Grimbold, take your company right, after you pass the wall. Forth, and fear no darkness! Arise! Arise, Riders of Theoden! Spears shall be shaken, shields shall be splintered! A sword day... a red day... ere the sun rises! Eowyn
: [to Merry
] Whatever happens, stay with me. I'll look after you.
[the King rides past his men, hitting their spears with his sword as he goes
: Ride now!... Ride now!... Ride! Ride to ruin and the world's ending!
[He stops and faces Sauron's army
: Death! Rohirrim
] Death! Theoden
: Death! Rohirrim
] Death! Theoden
: DEATH! Eowyn
: Death! Theoden
: Forth, Eorlingas!
: I take my leave. Aragorn
: My Lord Elrond. Elrond
: I come on behalf of one whom I love. Arwen is dying. She will not long survive the evil that now spreads from Mordor. The light of the Evenstar is failing. As Sauron's power grows, her strength wanes. Arwen's life is now tied to the fate of the Ring. The Shadow is upon us, Aragorn. The end has come. Aragorn
: It will not be our end but his.
: The Beacons of Minas Tirith! The Beacons are lit! Gondor calls for aid. Theoden
: And Rohan will answer. Muster the Rohirrim. Assemble the army at Dunharrow. As many men as can be found. You have two days. On the third, we ride for Gondor... and war.
: If the beacons of Gondor are lit, Rohan must be ready for war. Theoden
: Tell me, why should we ride to the aid of those who did not come to ours? What do we owe Gondor?
: Tonight we remember those who gave their blood to defend this country. Hail the victorious dead. All
[Eowyn hands Aragorn a goblet, he drinks and moves away
: [to Eowyn
] I am happy for you. He is an honorable man. Eowyn
: You are both honorable men. Theoden
: It was not Theoden of Rohan who led our people to victory.
: Grimbold, how many? Grimbold
: I bring 500 from the Westfold, my lord. Gamling
: We have 300 more from Fenmarch, Theoden King. Theoden
: Where are the riders of Snowbourn? Gamling
: None have come, my lord.
: Six thousand spears. Less than half of what I'd hoped for. Aragorn
: Six thousand will not be enough to break the lines of Mordor. Theoden
: More will come. Aragorn
: Every hour lost hastens Gondor's defeat. We have 'til dawn, then we must ride.
: Excuse me? I have a sword. Please accept it.
: I offer you my service, Theoden King. Theoden
: [raises him to his feet
] And gladly, I accept it. You shall be Meriadoc, Esquire of Rohan.
: Grima, you are not always as you are, now. You were once a man of Rohan. Come down. Saruman
: A man of Rohan? What is the house of Rohan, but a thatched barn where Brigands drink in the reek and the rats roll on the floor with the dogs? Victory at Helm's Deep does not belong to you Théoden, Horse Master. You are a Lesser Son of Greater Sires.