(We fly down the river Anduin, which shimmers in the
sunset. A hauntingly mournful version of "The Road Goes
Ever On and On" plays in the background.)
NARRATOR (David McCulloch): In 3018, Shadowfax won Edoras
Derby for the third consecutive year. Pipe-weed was
exported from the Shire for the first time. Bilbo Baggins
finished "There and Back Again." In 3018, the last Balrog
in the wild was killed by poacher. And in 3018, war
would envelop Middle Earth--a war that would set West
against East, brother against brother, elf against orc.
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KEN BURNS' MANICURIST: To my mind, Gandalf was *the*
most revolutionary figure in Third ge history. Sometimes
I imagine Gandalf, Abraham Lincoln, Jackie Robinson,
and Albert Einstein playing golf together. And you know
what? Gandalf always lands a hole in one.
WYNTON MARSALIS: Now, Gandalf, he's like this: deep-dweep
be-deep deep dap. But Sauruman, he's like, bwomp-womp
wa womp waa womp. You know what I'm saying?
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SAM GAMGEE (Garrison Keillor): Dear Rosie: We're off
to see the oliphaunt at last, as they say. I don't know
if we'll see action any time soon. All we've done so
ar is walk, walk, and walk some more. We've met some
curious folk along the way, including a man with a bright
blue jacket, and his boots were yellow. Foreigners are
very queer indeed. Yours truly, Sam Gamgee
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NARRATOR: Next time on Ken Burns' War of the Ring: prejudice
strikes on the home front.
BILL THE PONY (Tom Hanks): Dear Daisy: I am coming home.
We made it to Moria in good time, but the Fellowship
will let me proceed no further. They said that Moria
is no place for a pony and sent me away. It is a sore
disappointment, especially after that trying incident
at the gate. Dear wife, I only hope a day will come
when tis land is no longer tainted by pony-hatred--a
day when ponies can walk freely in the halls of dwarves
with their heads and tails held high.
NARRATOR: Next time, on Ken Burns' War of the Ring.