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Monty Python

by nuander

It was the year 2941 of the Third Age when a small inconsequential Hobbit nicked the One Ring of General Nastiness. Sauron, Lord of Insufficient Light sought to recover this ring and with it to cover all of Middle Earth in dim duskiness. An intrepid company of Hobbits, Men, Elves and Dwarves set off on a quest to destroy the ring.

Opening scene. The "fellowship" at a feast in Rivendale
We're the fellowship ofthe ring
We like to dance and sing
We don't take %^*# from anyone
'cause Aragorn’s a king.
To Mordor, from Rivendale
We'll tell great tales and drink fine ale
When ever heinous foes are near
We turn our feet and run in fear
We're the fellowship...of the ring

Cut to flash back many years earlier. Aragorn as a teenager and Elrond in Rivendale.
Elrond "It was 3000 years ago today that your great great ...(later)... great granddaddy and I gave Sauron a sound thrashing, and now its your destiny to follow in his footsteps, lead the free peoples of Middle Earth against the Lord of Insufficient Light, and re-establish the kingship of Gondor, thus uniting all mortal men."
Aragorn in a whiny voice "But I don't want any that. I just want to sing..."
Elrond "Stop, stop, stop, there'll be none of that here. I'm over 7000 years old now and I'm tired by being jolly. I'll make a deal with you. You give me your solemn vow, to depart this realm upon reaching manhood, and you can have my daughter."

Exterior Scene, Frodo in Mordor, at Mount Doom.
Narrator "After a long arduous journey, Frodo and his faithful companion arrive at the entrance to Mount Doom, only to find it guarded by two policemen.
Policeman #1 "Are you Frodo Baggins of the Shire?"
Frodo "I am he"
Policeman #1 "We have a warrant for your arrest on several charges; accepting stolen property, e.g. The One Ring; and damage of personal property, e.g. some pillows, bed linen and such, at the Prancing Pony, while posing as one Mr. Underhill."
Sam "Take one step closer to Mr. Frodo and you'll taste of my blade!"
Policemen #2 "Be advised Mr. Sam Gamgee that you are also wanted as an accomplice to the later offence. Don't complicate maters by resisting arrest."

Final Scene
Aragorn and the Steward of Gondor
Aragorn, with enthusiasm and an aristocratic air "Hello, I'm Aragorn son of Arathorn, rightful heir to the thrown of Gondor. I'm here to be your king."
Steward "Hang on a minute. What proof do you have that you are the heir."
Aragorn, annoyed but undaunted. "Well, you have my word, and that of Elrond in Rivendale"
Steward "So you've been hanging about in the woods with the elves and suddenly you want to be king."
Aragorn "I don't WANT to be king, but it is my duty as rightful heir..."
Steward "So you come here claiming to be so-and-so, son of so-and-so, and I'm supposed to turn over the entire system of government to you? What do you know about running a city? Last month all the sewers backed up. Fat lot of good your sword would of been then. We had to engineer a new drainage system. This is not some Elvin fairy land you know. Last year when we had a the Cart Drivers strike, I suppose you would've just lopped off some heads..."
Aragorn "Alright, alright, you can have your White city and your seven circles and the whole of Middle Earth for all I care. Arwen! Lets go. We're leaving for the havens."
Steward "Oh, running away are you? Come back here you silly ranger so I can taunt you a second time."