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| (The Wraiths ride off again. Next scene: On top of Weathertop) Aragorn: They�ll know where we�ll be going next. We must move quickly if we are to reach Rivendell before them. Merry: Yeah, I think they just pointed that out Aragorn. Aragorn: Shut up! You lazy over-fed fat little pudding! I was attempting to create an atmosphere of tension! Frodo: Wha�? Aragorn: Y�know! By now, everyone�s thinking "Oooooooh! Are they gonna get to Rivendell? Will Gandalf be there? What�s going to happen next?" and all that. And Merry spoilt it! Merry: You�re such a bloody drama queen! You might be the next king of Middle Earth, but you�re with us now, and you go under our rules! Aragorn: You lot would all be dead now if it wasn�t for my great swordsmanship and master tactical planning! Frodo: Hey, my wound is really starting to hurt now! Merry: Shut up! Me and Ol� Kingy-Boy here are arguing okay? Frodo: I�d appreciate any help anyone can offer.... Merry: Hey, didn�t I just tell you to shut up? Sam: Oh bloody hell I can�t stand this! Come on masters Pippin and Frodo. Pippin: Righty-ho. (Pippin + Sam pick up Frodo and carry him off down the hill. Merry and Aragon continue arguing, until Pippin swears at them loudly. Then, they all carry on.) |
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