But there were some who resisted. A last alliance of men and elves marched against the armies of Mordor, and on the very slopes of Mount Doom, they fought for the freedom of Middle-Earth.
Arwen: You saw there was a child…You saw my son.
(Elrond stares into space, the fights seems to go out of him.)
Elrond: The future is almost gone.
Arwen: But it is not lost..
Elrond: Nothing is certain.
(Arwen gently takes her father’s face in her hands, and turns him toward her.)
Arwen: Some things are certain. If I leave him now, I will regret it forever. Ada, it is time.
Elrond: Your hands are cold. The life of the Eldar is leaving you.
Arwen: This was my choice… ada, whether by your will or not, there is no ship now that can bear me hence.
Elrond: Nine companions. So be it. You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring.
Pippin: Great. When are we going?
