Gandalf: Yes, Sméagol he was once called. Before the Ring found him. Before it drove him mad.

(Frodo looks at Gollum in disgust)

Frodo: It's a pity Bilbo didn't kill him when he had the chance.

Gandalf: Pity? It was pity that stayed Bilbo's hand. Many that live deserve death, and some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them, Frodo? Do not be too eager to deal out death and judgment. Even the very wise cannot see all ends. My heart tells me that Gollum has some part to play yet, for good or ill, before this is over. The pity of Bilbo may rule the fate of many.

(Gollum backs off. Frodo sits down next to Gandalf with a sigh)

Frodo: I wish the Ring had never come to me. I wish none of this had happened. Gandalf: So do all who live to see such times, but that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us. There are other forces at work in this world Frodo besides the will of evil. Bilbo was meant to find the Ring, in which case you also were meant to have it. And that is an encouraging thought.

(Gandalf looks towards one of the portals)

Gandalf: Ah! It's that way.

Merry: He's remembered!

Gandalf: No, but the air doesn't smell so foul down here. If in doubt, Meriadoc, always follow your nose.

(The Fellowship heads down the left-hand passage, and soon they come to an open space)

Gandalf: Let me risk a little more light.

(His staff illuminates a huge hall of stone lined with tall pillars and arched ceilings as far as the eye can see. All members of the Fellowship, including Gimli, look around in awe)

Gandalf: Behold! The great realm and Dwarf-city of Dwarrowdelf.

Sam: Now there's an eye opener, and no mistake.

(The Fellowship walks through the hall. Gimli sees a ray of sunlight shining through the Chamber of Mazarbul.)

Gimli: Oh!

Gandalf: Gimli!

(Gimli pays no heed to Gandalf, but runs into the chamber. He stops and kneels by a crypt and starts to sob)

Gimli: No! Oh, no. Noooo!

(Boromir moves forward and places his hand on Gimli's shoulder. Gandalf stops next to Gimli and translates the runes on the tomb)

Gandalf: "Here lies Balin, son of Fundin, Lord of Moria." He is dead, then. It's as I feared.

(Gandalf hands his staff and hat to Pippin, bends down, and takes from the grasp of a dead dwarf a large, battered and very old book. He opens it and clears the dirt from its pages. Legolas looks around the chamber and turns to Aragorn)

Legolas: We must move on, we cannot linger!

(Gandalf starts to read)

Gandalf: "They have taken the bridge, and the second hall. We have barred the gates, but cannot hold them for long. The ground shakes. Drums, drums in the deep. (turns the page slowly and with caution) We cannot get out. A Shadow moves in the dark. We cannot get out..They are coming."

(Pippin sees a corpse sitting by a stone well. Curiously, he reaches out and carefully touches the arrow. The arrowhead breaks off from the rest, causing first the skull to fall. Gandalf turns to see what happens and so does the others. Then the body, the chain and bucket to go over the side of the well fall down into it, its noise echo from hall to hall. He winces at each new wave of noise. Then silence. The Fellowship begins to relax. Gandalf slams the book shut)

Gandalf: Fool of a Took! Throw yourself in next time and rid us of your stupidity!

(He grabs the staff and hat from Pippin, but just then, drums echo up from deep below. Terror creeps into their faces. Sam sees Sting glowing blue)

Sam: Frodo!

(Foul sounds are heard from the distance outside the chamber)

Legolas: Orcs!