[The Rohirrim have stopped by a lake. Éomer rides in to report to the king.]

Éomer: "The scouts report Minas Tirith is surrounded. The lower level's in flames. Everywhere legions of the enemy advance."

Théoden: "Time is against us."

Éowyn: "Take heart Merry. It will soon be over."

Merry: "My lady, you are fair and brave and have much to live for, and many who love you. I know it is too late to turn aside."

Merry: "I know there is not much point now in hoping. If I were a knight of Rohan capable of great deeds… but I'm not. I'm a Hobbit. And I know I can't save Middle-Earth."

Merry: "I just want to help my friends. Frodo. Sam. Pippin. More than anything… I wish I could see them again."

[Horns blow.]

Éomer: "Prepare to move out!"

Theoden: "Make haste! We ride through the night."

[Éowyn and Merry don their helmets.]

Éowyn: "To battle."

Merry: "To battle."