The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers Page #6

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ÉOMER

Saruman has poisoned the mind of the

king and claimed lordship over these

lands. My company are those loyal to

Rohan. And for that, we are banished.

The White Wizard is cunning. He walks

here and there, they say, as an old

man, hooded and cloaked. And everywhere

his spies slip past our nets.

ARAGORN:

We are not spies. We track a party of

Uruk-hai westward across the plain.

They’ve taken two of our friends captive.

ÉOMER

The Uruks are destroyed. We slaughtered

them during the night.

GIMLI:

But there were two hobbits. Did you

see two hobbits with them?

ARAGORN:

They would be small – only children

to your eyes.

ÉOMER

We left none alive. We piled the carcasses

and burned them. [Points to a smoking

pile in the distance.]

GIMLI:

Dead?

ÉOMER

[nods] I am sorry.

[Legolas puts a hand on Gimli’s shoulder

in grief. Éomer turns and whistles.]

ÉOMER

Hasufel! Arod! [Two horses move up.]

May these horses bear you to better

fortune than their former masters. Farewell.

[Éomer puts on his helmet and gets back

on his horse]

ÉOMER

Look for your friends. But do not trust

to hope, it has forsaken these lands.

[To the riders] We ride north!

[Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli look on

as the Riders go off. They then ride

towards the burning carcasses. Gimli

starts to shift through the smoldering

pile, and pulls out a charred belt and

dagger sheath.]

GIMLI:

It’s one of their wee belts.

LEGOLAS:

[with his head bowed and eyes closed]

Hiro îth… ab 'wanath... (May they find

peace in death)

ARAGORN:

[Kicks a helmet and yells] AAARRGGHH!!!

[He falls to his knees.]

GIMLI:

We failed them.

[Aragorn looks to the side as some tracks

catch his attention.]

ARAGORN:

A hobbit lay here, and the other. [Flashback:

Pippin yells as he looks up at a pair

of thrashing hooves bearing down on

him. He rolls over, avoiding the hooves.]

They crawled.

[ARAGORN STARTS TO FOLLOW THE TRACKS, WITH LEGOLAS AND GIMLI BEHIND HIM. FLASHBACK

Merry and Pippin crawl frantically away

from the battle.]

ARAGORN:

Their hands were bound. [Flashback:

Merry rubs his bonds furiously against

the sharp edge of a weapon.] Their bonds

were cut. [Aragorn holds up a broken

length of thick rope.]

ARAGORN:

They ran over here. They were followed.

[FLASHBACK

Their hands freed, the hobbits run away

from the battle scene, dodging under

a horse and trying to stay out of harms

way. As they flee, Grishnákh grabs Pippin

by his belt and clings on.]

MERRY:

The belt!

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