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Dramatis Personae:
King Aragorn II Gandalf and Saruman, Wizards
Arwen, an Elvish Princess Elrond and Galadriel, Elvish
Ringbearers
Sauron, a Dark Lord
Frodo Baggins, a RingBearer Boromir and Faramir, Men
of Gondor
Samwise, a Gardener
Bilbo, uncle to the RingBearer
Gimli, son of Gloin, a Dwarf
Meriadoc and Peregrin, Hobbits Legolas, an Elf
Theoden, King of Rohan Elendil, a King of old
Eowyn, daughter to Theoden Isildur, Elendil's son
Tom Bombadil, a Jester
The Nazgul, still more Kings
The Balrog, a Monster
Bill, a Pony
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Scene - Mordor
Enter Sauron
Sau. O! For an Eye of fire, that would ascend
The lofty Barad-Dur of penetration;
Middle-Earth for a stage, Nazgul to act
And monarchs to behold the swelling scene.
Then should the tiny Frodo, like himself,
Assume the port of Sysyphus, and at his heels,
leash'd in like hounds should Hobbit, Elf and Dwarf
Crouch for employment...
...For 'tis Peter Jackson now must deck our things,
Carry them here and there, jumping o'er scenes,
Turning the accomplishments of many pages
Into an hour-glass; for the which supply,
Admit me Prologue to this history;
Who, narrator-like your patience long to see,
Gently compare, unto the books, our movie!
[Exit]
ACT I
Scene I - The Slopes of Mount Doom
Enter Elendil, Isildur and Elrond, with swords
Elro. Once more unto the breech, dear friends, once
more;
Or close the Crack of Doom with Elvish dead!
In peace, there's nothing so becomes an Elf
As modest poetry and song:
But when the Horn of Gondor blows in our pointy ears,
Then imitate the action of the Dragon!
Elen. For there is not one of you so mean and base
That hath not noble lustre in his eyes.
I see you stand like Hobbits at a buffet;
Chomping at the bit. The game's afoot;
Follow your spirit; and, upon this Tor
Cry "Elves! Dwarves! And Men of Numenor!"
[Exeunt. Alarums and clashing]
Scene II - The same
Enter Sauron, Elendil, Isildur and Orcs
Sau. What? Come to take my ring?
Base is the blood of Numenor and weak
As broth wherein no gristle floats;
Lay on, Elendil! [Cuts and stabs]
Elen. O! I am undone! [dies]
Isil. Fell Sauron, thou Dark Lord of Barad-dur!
My father hast thou slain; so this I vow:
What vengeance I may wreak, I swear I shall,
Or at the very least, I'll have your hand! [scoops up
Narsil and cuts Sauron's hand off]
Sau. O! I am undone, too! [explodes]
[Enter Elrond]
Isil. Is this a Ring of Power I see before me,
The writing etch'd in flame? Come, let me
Clutch thee: I have thee now, but Elrond sees me still.
Elro. Cast it into the fire!
Isil. Not for all the world would I this Ring forsake
But as my father's blood-price, this I'll take. [exit]
Elro. ISILDUR! [exit]