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指环王2双塔奇兵英文台词全

TheTwoTowersExtendedEdition

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（SceneopenswiththeexterioroftheMistyMountains.Faintly,voicesecho

within）

Gandalf:

（v.o.）Youcannotpass!

Frodo:

（v.o）Gandalf!

Gandalf:

（v.o）Iamaservantofthesecretfire,wielderoftheflameofAnor!

Go

backtotheshadow.Darkfirewillnotavailyou,flameofUdun!

（ZoomsintoKhazad-dum,GandalfisconfrontingtheBalrog）

Gandalf:

 YOUSHALLNOTPASS!

（Gandalfstrikeshisstaffdownandcausesthebridgetocrack.TheBalrogfalls,andas

hefallshesnapshiswhipwhichreachesupandgrabsGandalfbyhisankle.Gandalfis

pulledback,causingGlamdringandhisstafftofallaftertheBalrogandheclingstothe

ledgebyhisfingertips.FrodostartstoruntoGandalf,butBoromirgrabshimandholds

himback.）

Boromir:

 No!

No!

Frodo:

 Gandalf!

（Gandalfisclingingdesperatelytotheledge,hisfingersgropingforabetter

hold）

Gandalf:

 Fly,youfools!

Frodo:

 NO

（Gandalfletsgooftheledge,andinterceptsGlamdring,andattackstheBalrogas

they’refalling.GandalfjumpsontotheBalrog’sstomach,stabbingathim.Astheyfall,

theBalrogturns,causingGandalftofalloff.TheBalroggrabsGandalfandknockshim

aroundagainstthesides.GandalfisabletograbthehornsoftheBalrogandfliponto

thebackoftheBalrog’shead.HestabstheBalrogagaininthebackofthehead.Thelake

ofMorialightsupinreflectionoftheBalrog’sfireasheandGandalffallintothe

water.）

（Frodowakessuddenlyfromadream）

Frodo:

 Gandalf!

（Samwakesupnexttohimandsitsupquickly,concernonhisface.）

Sam:

 Whatisit,Mr.Frodo?

Frodo:

 Nothing.

（Frodolaysbackdown,hisbreathingrelaxing）

Frodo:

 Justadream.

（FrodoandSamclimbdownagiantrockintheEmynMuilusingSam’sropefrom

Lothlorien.Thebottemisshroudedinmistandfog.）

Sam:

 Canyouseethebottom?

Frodo:

 No!

Don’tlookdown,Sam!

Justkeepgoing.

（Samslipsandaboxdropsfromhisbag）

Sam:

Catchit.GrabitMrFrodo!

（Frodomanagestograbtheboxandlooseshisfootingwhileatit.）

Frodo:

 Ahhhh!

Sam:

 MrFrodo?

（Frodolandssafelyonthegroundandlooksup.）

Frodo:

 IthinkI’vefoundthebottom.

（SamclimbsdownquicklytoFrodo.Frodolooksaroundatthesurroundings.）

Sam:

 Bogsandropeandgoodnessknowswhat.It’snotnatural.Noneofit.

Frodo:

 （lookingatthebox）What’sinthis?

Sam:

 Nothing.Justabitofseasoning.Ithoughtmaybeifwewashavingaroast

chickenonenightorsomething. 

Frodo:

 Roastchicken?

!

Sam:

 Youneverknow. 

Frodo:

 （smiling）Sam,mydearSam.

Sam:

 It’sveryspecial,that.It’sthebestsaltinalltheShire.

Frodo:

 Itisspecial.It’salittlebitofhome.

（FrodolooksatSam’sropehangingdownfromtherock）

Frodo:

 Wecan’tleavethishereforsomeonetofollowusdown. 

Sam:

 Who’sgonnafollowusdownhere,MrFrodo?

It’sashamereally.LadyGaladriel

gavemethat.RealElvishrope.Wellthere’snothingforit.It’soneofmyknots.Won’t

comefreeinahurry.

（Samyanksontheropeandallofasuddenitloosesitselffromitsknotanddropsto

theground.）

Frodo:

 （amused）RealElvishrope.

（Thenextday,asthey’reclimbingthroughthejaggedrocksofEmynMuil,theylook

towardMordor.Mordorisseeninthedistance,MountDoomeruptinginflame.）

Sam:

 Mordor.TheoneplaceinMiddle-Earthwedon’twanttoseeanycloseristhe

oneplacewe’retryingtogetto,andjustwherewecan’tget.

（SamturnsaroundandlooksatFrodo,hisfaceshowingahopelesslook.）

Sam:

 Let’sfaceit,Mr.Frodo.We’relost.Idon’tthinkGandalfmeantforusto

comethisway.

Frodo:

（Lookinghopelessaswell）Hedidn’tmeanforalotofthingstohappen,

Sam.Buttheydid.

（FrodostaresatMordorandsuddenlyiszoomedintotheEye.Frodogivesapurelookof

terrorasititcuttotheEye,lookingfieryandgreat.Frodogaspsforbreathand

collapsestotheground.）

Sam:

（LookingconcernedturnstoFrodo）Mr.Frodo?

It’sthering,isn’t

it?

Frodo:

 It’sgettingheavier.

（Frodoreachesupandclutchestheringtohischest,hisbreathingstartingtorelax

again,andthentakesadrinkofwater.Samsitsdownaswell,takingoffhispackand

startstorummagethroughit.）

Frodo:

（turningtoSam） Whatfoodhavewegotleft?

Sam:

 Well,letmesee.

（Sampullsoutsomewaferswrappedingreenleaves.）

Sam:

 Oh,yes.Lovely.Lembasbread.Andlook!

Morelembasbread.

（SambreaksoffapieceforFrodoandthrowsittohimandthenapieceforhimself.

Theystarttoeatit,theirfacesstilllookinggloomy.）

Sam:

 Idon’tusuallyholdwithforeignfood,butthisElvishstuff,it’snot

bad.

Frodo:

 （smilingSam’sway） Nothingeverdampensyourspirits,doesit,

Sam?

Sam:

 （sighs） Thoseraincloudsmight.

（FrodoandSamsithuddledagainstarockfacewhiletheyarewrappedintheircloaks,

intherain.Gollumisheardbreathingandhishandisseengrappingtherock.Frodo

looksupnervouslyandscanstheirsurroundings.Climbingovertherockyterrain,they

continuetotravel.Theirsurroundingsaredarkerandmistier,makingithardtoseewhere

theyaregoing.）

Sam:

（v.o.）Thislooksstrangelyfamiliar.

Frodo:

（stoppingandlookingaroundinfrustration） That’sbecausewe’vebeen

herebefore.We’regoingincircles.

Sam:

（v.o.）Ugh.Whatisthathorridstink?

Sam:

（turningtowardsFrodo）Iwonderifthere’sanastybognearby.Canyou

smellit?

Frodo:

（v.o.）Yes,（comingupnexttoSam）Icansmellit. （turningtoSam）

We’renotalone.

（FrodoandSamareasleep;Gollumisclimbingslinkilydownthecliffabove

them.）

Gollum:

 They’rethieves.They’rethieves.Thefilthylittlethieves.Whereisit?

Whereisit?

Theystoleitfromus.MyPrecious.Cursethem,wehatesthem!

It’soursit

is,andwewantsit.（hishandreachesdowntograbFrodo）

（FrodoandSamjumpupwideawakeandeachgrabholdofoneofGollum’soutstretched

arms,andpullhimdowntotheground.Hescreamsraspilyandpushesthemawayfromhim,

causingthemtofalldown.TheRingonthechainaroundFrodo’sneckbecomesvisibleas

Frodoisknockedtothegroud.Gollum,seeingtheRingthathascomeoutofFrodo’sshirt,

jumpsonFrodoandstartstograpplewithFrodoforit.SamcrawlsoverandgrabsGollum’s

leg,pullinghimoffFrodo.GollumwhirlsaroundandslapsSamcausinghimtofall.Gollum

turnsaroundagainandgoesbacktoFrodo,tryingdesperatelytotouchthering.Frodois

usingallofhisstrengthtokeepGollum’shandsawayfromtheRing.Samgetsupagain

grabsGollumaroundhistorsoandjerkshimoffFrodo.Gollum,stillholdingontoFrodo,

flingshimtotheothersideaswell.GollumgetsloosefromSam’sgripandpushesoff

Sam’sbackontotherocks.GollumturnsaroundandjumpsbackdownontoFrodo.Samgrabs

GollumagainbythetorsoandliftshimoffFrodo.GollumwrigglesfreeandturnsinSam’s

gripandslapshim.HethenbitesSamontheneck.Theytussleontheground,Gollum

managingtogetonhisbackandgetagoodgriponSam’sneck,untilFrodounsheathesSting

andpointsitatGollum’sthroat.Gollumimmediatleyrelaxeshisgripalittle,raisesone

handinslightsurrender.）

Frodo:

 ThisisSting.You’veseenitbefore,haven’tyou,Gollum?

Releasehim,or

I’llcutyourthroat.

（Gollummakescryingnoises,realesingSamfromhisgrip.Hisfacecrunchingupinfear

andsadness.ThenextmorningtheyhaveGollumtiedwithSam’sElvishrope,likeadogona

leash,Samholdingtheotherendoftherope.Gollumisflailingaroundandmoaninglikea

patheticcreature.）

Gollum:

 （screamingandwailing） Itburns!

Itburnsus!

Itfreezes!

（SampullsonGollumsropecausinghimtolosehisfooting.Samdragshimthroughthe

rocks.Gollumgrabsholdofarockjuttingoutofthegroundandpullsonthe

rope）

Gollum:

NastyElvestwistedit!

 （lookingpleadinglyatSamandFrodo） Takeit

offus!

Sam:

 Quietyou!

Gollum:

（Gollumleansbackandcries） Aaahhhh!

Sam:

（turningfrustatinglytoFrodo） It’shopeless!

EveryorcinMordor’s

gonnahearthisracket.Let’sjusttiehimupandleavehim.

Gollum:

 No!

Thatwouldkillus!

Killus!

Sam:

 It’snomorethanyoudeserve!

（Gollumrollsaroundontheground,wailing,tryingtorubtheropeoff.）

Frodo:

 Maybehedoesdeservetodie.ButnowthatIseehim,Idopityhim.

（Gollumabruptlystopswailing.Hegetsuponhisknees,hisfacelookingatFrodo

pleadingly.）

Gollum:

 Webenicetothem,iftheybenicetous.Takeitoffus!

Weswearstodo

whatyouwants.Weswears!

Frodo:

 ThereisnopromiseyouandmakethatIcantrust.

Gollum:

 WeswearstoservethemasterofthePrecious.Wewillswearon…onthe

Precious!

*Gollum,Gollum*

Frodo:

 Theringistreacherous.Itwillholdyoutoyourword.

Gollum:

 （NodsheadandcrawlsuptoFrodo） YesonthePrecious.Onthe

Precious.

Sam:

 Idon’tbelieveyou!

（SamrunsforwardtoshooGollumaway.AsGollumrunsaway,heclimbsabigrock.

Yankingtherope,SampullsGollumbacktotheground.）

Sam:

 Getdown!

Isaid,down!

Frodo:

（grappingholdofSam’sshouldar） Sam!

Sam:

 He’stryingtotrickus!

Ifwelethimgo,he’llthrottleusinoursleep!

（Gollumgaspsforair,clutchinghisthroat.Frodogoesovertohimandstandsabove

him）

Frodo:

 YouknowthewaytoMordor?

Gollum:

 Yes.

Frodo:

（kneelsdownbesidesGollum） You’vebeentherebefore?

Gollum:

（nervously） Yes.

（FrodotakestheropeoffofGollum.Gollumhasalookofdisbeliefandsurpriseand

Samlooksonindisapproval.）

Frodo:

 YouwillleadustotheBlackGate.

（Gollumscampersoff,movingeffortlesslythroughthejaggedrocksleavingtheHobbits

scramblingbehindandtryingtokeepup.）

Smeagol:

 Tothegate,toth