THE USUAL FELLOWSHIP - directed by Brian Singer
EXT. MINAS TIRITH - DAY
LEGOLAS stands on the walls of the citadel, arrow nocked and drawn, looking down at the NAZGUL on their BLACK WINGED STEEDS, circling FARAMIR and his men below. Legolas stares down the shaft of the arrow at the Nazgul.
LEGOLAS
(muttering)
One...two...three, four, five...six seven...eight...nine. (beat) Heh. Eowyn
was a fag.