A Strange Meeting-Fellowship of the Ring. Scene One - Part II
Billy: I'm hungry, tired, and footsore. When do we get to stop?
Gandalf: Not yet, Peregrin. In a little while we shall stop for the night.
Pippin: That was HIM, not ME!
Gimli: Who cares? Both of you shut up.
Sam: I think Bill's got a stone in his foot.
Dom: It's hoof when you're talking about ponies, Sam.
Legolas: Let me see. (Checks the pony's hoof.) Yes, he does. Aragorn, will you loan me your dagger? I may be able to get the stone out before it lames him.
Viggo: Here. (He tosses his dagger to the elf.)
Aragorn: (surprised, ticked.) Hey! He was talking to me!
Viggo: How do you know? He probably can't tell us apart!
Aragorn: Legoals, were you talking to him or me?
Orlando: To the first one to get a dagger out. Shut up.
Legolas: It's out. Here's the dagger back. (He tosses it in the general direction of Aragorn & Viggo. Viggo catches it easily.)
Ian: Well, we've lost what little daylight we had left. Let's make camp. Frodo, yours is the first watch.
They are now on a narrow ledge on the side of the mountain. It is snowing heavily. Legolas and Orlando (walking ON the snow, of course,) are in the lead. Aragorn, Boromir, Sean B, and Viggo are carrying their respective hobbits. Legolas pauses for a moment, listening.
Sean B: This will be the death of the Halflings!
Legolas: There is a fell voice on the air!
Ian: It's Saruman!
There is a sharp crack and several large boulders tumble down the mountainside, narrowly missing our heroes.
Viggo: He's trying to bring down the mountain!
Aragorn: Gandalf! We must turn back!
Gandalf: No! (He steps forwards, staring out towards Isengard) Lasto Caradhras! Sego annas! Redhro!
Sam: Oh no!
Piles of snow descend upon them. Orlando grabs Gandalf and yanks him back from the edge before they are enveloped by the tons of snow.
Legolas pops up out of the snow, shaking himself. A few feet to his left, Viggo is digging himself, Elijah, and Sean A out of the snow that covered them. Orlando is pulling a angrily growling Dwarf out of the powder that came over his head.
Boromir: We must get off the Mountain! Make for the Gap of Rohan! Then take the North road to my city!
Aragorn: The Gap of Rohan takes us too close to Isengard!
John: If we cannot go over the mountain, let us go under it! Let us go through the Mines of Moria.
Orlando: Trust a Dwarf to come up with an awful idea like that...
Gandalf: Let the Ring-bearer decide. Frodo?
Elijah: (Whispering) Don't say it! Don't say it!
Frodo: We will go through the Mines.
Elijah: (Horrified) Aauugghh! You said it!!
Ian: So be it.
Legolas: Oh, wonderful. WHY did Elrond let the Dwarf come?