| Saruman: �You do not seriously think that a hobbit could contend with the will of Sauron? There are none who can. Against the power of Mordor, there can be no victory. We must join with him, Gandalf. We must join with Sauron. It would be wise, my friend.� Gandalf: �Tell me, friend. When did Saruman the wise abandon reason for madness?� (Saruman shouts and the battle of the wizards begin) Saruman: �I gave you the chance of aiding me willingly, but you have elected a way of paying!� (Saruman uses his staff to throw Gandalf to the top of the pinnacle of Orthanc.) (In a cornfield, Frodo and Sam keep travelling) Sam: �Mr Frodo? Frodo! Frodo!!!� (Frodo jumps into sight, and Sam is reliefd.) Sam: �I thought I'd lost you.� Frodo: �What are you talking about?� Sam: �It's just something Gandalf said.� Frodo: �What did he say?� Sam: "Don't you lose him, Samwise Gamgee." And I don't mean to.� Frodo: �Sam, we're still in the Shire. What could possibly happen?� ( Then, Merry and Pippin jump out from the bushes, and fall onto Frodo and Sam. ) Pippin: �Frodo! Merry, it's Frodo Baggins!� Merry: �Hello, Frodo!� Sam: �Get off him!� Frodo: �What's the meaning of this?� Merry: �Hold these.� (Gives some vegetables to Sam) Sam: �You've been into Farmer Maggot's crop!� Farmer Maggot: �Hey! You get back here!! You get out of my fields!� (Sam drops the vegetables on the ground and follows the others into the cover of Farmer Maggot's crop.) Merry: �I don't know why he's so upset. It's only a couple of carrots.� Pippin: �And some cabbages. And then those empty bags of potatoes we left in last week. And then, the mushrooms, the week before!� Merry: �Yes, Pippin, my point is, he's clearly over reacting! Run!� (They run, but come to the edge of a steep slope, and fall off it and roll down.) Pippin: �Oooh. That was close.� Merry: �Ahhh. Ohhh. I think I've broken something.� (He pulls out a broken carrot from undernearth him) Sam: �Trust a Brandybuck and a Took.� Merry: �What? It was just a detour. A shortcut.� Sam: �A shortcut to what?� Pippin: �Mushrooms!!� (Sam, Pippin, and Merry collect some mushrooms into a bag.) Frodo: �I think we should get off the road.� (There is aNazgul coming towards them, on the road.) Frodo: �Get off the road! Quick!!!� The hobbits hide under the roots of a tree. A black rider comes towards their hiding place. It sniffs. Frodo is tempted to put on the ring and goes in to a trance, but Sam stops him. Merry throws the bag off into the distance, and the rider follows the sound. The hobbits leave their hiding place and start running.) Merry: �What was that?� (It�s dark and the hobbits are hiding behind trees.) Merry: �Anything?� Frodo: �Nothing!� Pippin: �What is going on?� Merry: �That black rider was looking for something. Or someone... Frodo?� Pippin: �Get down!� ( a rider is seen nearby. ) Frodo: �I have to leave the Shire. Sam and I must get to Bree.� Merry: �Right. Buckleberry Ferry. Follow me.� They start running, but a black rider jumps out of a bush and chases them. ) Merry: �Run! Frodo, this way! Follow me!� (The hobbits run, and come to the river. Sam, Merry and Pippin get to the ferry, but Frodo is still being chased by a black rider.) Merry: �Get the boats out!� Sam: �Frodo!� The Hobbits: �Run Frodo! No! Hurry! Come one! Run Frodo!� ( Frodo runs, and manages to jump onto the boat. The rider stops at the river bank, and turns around. ) Frodo: �How far to the nearest crossing?� Merry: �The Brandywine bridge. Twenty miles. (The hobbits are at the gate that leads to Bree.) Frodo: �Come on.� Gatekeeper: �What do you want?� Frodo: �We're heading for the Prancing Pony.� Gatekeeper: �Hobbits. Four hobbits! What business brings you to Bree?� Frodo: �We wish to stay at the inn. Our business is our own.� Gatekeeper: �Alright, young sir, I meant no offence. It's my job to ask questions after nightfall. There's talk of strange folk abroad. Can't be too careful.� (The hobbits head for the inn of the Prancing Pony) Frodo: (walks up to the counter) �Excuse me.� Innkeeper Butterbur: �Good evening, little masters. If you're seeking accommodation, we've got some nice cosy, hobbit sized rooms available, Mr..er?� Frodo: �Underhill. My name's Underhill.� Innkeeper Butterbur: �Underhill. Hmm..� Frodo: �We're friends of Gandalf the Grey. Can you tell him we've arrived?� Innkeeper Butterbur: �Gandalf? Gandalf?... Oh.... yes! I remember. Elderly chap. Big grey beard, and pointy hat?� Innkeeper: �Not seen him for 6 months.� Sam: � What do we do now?� ( The hobbits are sitting at a table) |
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