You carry something. It came to you from Radagast. He found it in Dol Guldur. Yes. Show it...

Galadriel: You carry something. It came to you from Radagast. He found it in Dol Guldur. Gandalf: Yes. Galadriel: Show it to me. [Gandalf takes out a package] Elrond: What is that? Galadriel: A relic... of Mordor. Elrond: A Morgul-blade! Galadriel: Made for the Witch-king of Angmar and buried with him. When Angmar fell, the Men of the North took his body and all that he possessed and sealed it within the High Fells of Rhudaur. Deep within the rock, they buried him. In a tomb so dark, it would never come to light. Elrond: This is not possible. A powerful spell lies upon those tombs, they can NOT be opened. Saruman: What proof do we have this weapon came from Angmar's grave? Gandalf: I can find none. Saruman: Because there IS none! Let us examine what we know: A single Orc pack has dared to cross the Bruinen, a dagger from a bygone age has been found and a human sorcerer who calls himself the Necromancer has taken up residence in a ruined fortress. It's not so very much. After all, the question of this Dwarvish company, however, troubles me deeply. I'm not convinced, Gandalf. I do not feel I can condone such a quest. If they had come to me, I might have spared them from this disappointment... Galadriel: [while Saruman talks] They are leaving. Gandalf: Yes. Galadriel: [smiles] You knew.

GALADRIEL: You carry something. lt came to you from Radagast. He found it in Dol Guldur. GANDALF: Yes. GALADRIEL: Show me. SARUMAN: --listen to me. I would think I was talking to myself for all the attention that he paid. By all means.... What is that? A relic of Mordor. A Morgul Blade. Made for the Witchking of Angmar. And buried with him. When Angmar fell... ...the Men of the North took his body and all that he possessed... ...and sealed it within the High Fells of Rhudaur. Deep within the rock they buried him... ...in a tomb so dark... ...it would never come to light. This is not possible. A powerful spell lies upon those tombs. They cannot be opened. What proof do we have this weapon came from Angmar's grave? -I have none. -Because there is none. Let us examine what we know. A single Orc pack... ...has dared to cross the Bruinen. A dagger from a bygone age has been found. And a human sorcerer who calls himself "The Necromancer"... ...has taken up residence in a ruined fortress. It's not so very much after all. The question of this Dwarvish company, however, troubles me deeply. I'm not convinced, Gandalf. I do not feel I can condone such a quest. If they'd come to me, I might have spared them this disappointment. I do not pretend to understand your reason for raising their hopes. GALADRIEL: They are leaving. GANDALF: Yes. GALADRIEL: You knew. [SARUMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY] No, I'm afraid there is nothing else for it. My Lord Elrond. The Dwarves, they're gone. THORIN: Be on your guard. We're about to step over the Edge of the Wild. Balin, you know these paths. Lead on. BALIN: Aye. THORIN: Master Baggins... ...I suggest you keep up. GALADRIEL: You will follow them. GANDALF: Yes.