[He then sees an immense singular orb, a lidless eye, wreathed in flame. The Eye of Sauron stares down at him.]Sauron: "You cannot hide! I see you! There is no life in the void, only death!"[Frodo backs away, terrified. He gropes for the Ring, unable to tear his gaze from the hideous Eye. ]

Finally he wrenches the Ring off, reappearing with a relieved sigh.][Strider grabs him from behind.]Frodo: "Ah!"Strider: "You draw far too much attention to yourself Mister 'Underhill'!"

[Strider tosses him up the stairs, flings open the door of his room, throws Frodo in and shuts the door behind them. Frodo stumbles, falls to his knees, and stands up.]Frodo: "What do you want?"

Strider: "A little more caution from you. That is no trinket you carry."Frodo: "I carry nothing!"Strider: "Indeed."

[He walks over to the window, and puts out the candles with his fingers.]Strider: "I can avoid being seen if I wish. But to disappear entirely, that is a rare gift."Frodo: "Who are you?"Strider: "Are you frightened?"Frodo: "Yes."

Strider: "Not nearly frightened enough. I know what hunts you."[The door bursts open. Strider draws his sword.][Sam, Merry and Pippin rush in, Sam with fists clenched and ready to fight.]Sam: "Let him go! Or I'll have you Longshanks!"Strider: (sheaths his sword) "You have a stout heart little hobbit, but that will not save you. You can no longer wait for the wizard Frodo. They're coming."

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[Frodo sits at the foot of the bed. The rest of the sleeping hobbits, awakened by the Riders' cries, lean wide-eyed against the headboard.]

Frodo: "What are they?"

Merry: "He's foul enough!"Frodo: "We have no choice but to trust him."

[The Hobbits pause, pulling cookware and food from their packs. Strider looks back at them.]Strider: "Gentlemen, we do not stop 'till nightfall."Pippin: "What about breakfast?"Strider: "We've already had it."Pippin: "We've had one, yes. What about second breakfast?" [Strider walks away.]

[The party slowly make their way through increasingly rough country. It becomes darker and the forest gives way to flat marshland. All go up to their knees in the sludgy mire. The conditions are made worse by an army of midges which attack them unmercifully. Merry slaps despairingly at the cloud of pests hovering around him.]

[The Moon rises as the hobbits fall asleep. Strider keeps watch by the fire. He hums a tune softly.]Strider (singing):"Tinúviel elvanui,Elleth alfirin ethelhaelO hon ring finnil fuinuiA renc gelebrin thiliol."(Tinúviel the elven-fair,Immortal maiden elven-wise,About him cast her night-dark hair,And arms like silver glimmering.)[Frodo wakes, hearing Aragorn's song. He lifts himself up and stares at the Ranger.]Frodo: "Who is she? This woman you sing of?"

Strider (sadly): "'Tis the Lay of Lúthien. The Elf-maiden who gave her love to Beren, a mortal."Frodo: "What happened to her?"Strider: [looks away] "She died."[He sighs. His face bears a hint of tears. He turns back to Frodo.]Strider: "Get some sleep, Frodo."

[Frodo wakes up with a start. Merry, Pippin and Sam are gathered around a fire.]

Pippin: "Can I have some bacon?"Merry: "Okay. Want some tomatoes Sam?"Frodo: "What are you doing?!"Merry: "Tomatoes, sausages, nice crispy bacon."

Sam: "We saved some for you, Mister Frodo."Frodo: "Put it out, you fools! Put it out!"[He stamps on the fire, trying to douse the flames.]Pippin: "Oh, that's nice! Ash on my tomatoes!"[Suddenly, a Nazgûl's cry pierces the darkness. The hobbits jump up, startled, and look over the lip of the overhang.]

[The hobbits see five Nazgûl closing in on Amon Sûl.][The hobbits unsheathe their small swords.]All: "Uh?!"[Frodo motions the others to run up the steps, towards the ruins.]Frodo: "Go!"[The dark night surrounds them as they climb to the top.][The hobbits stand in the ring of broken pillars of the old ruin, eyes darting about; shadows rise out of the dark.]

[The Nazgûl surround them, pulling out their long swords.]

[Sam, Merry and Pippin prepare to defend Frodo.]Sam: [brandishing his sword] "Back you devils!"[Sam clashes swords with the Nazgûl, but is swiftly thrown aside. Merry and Pippin close the gap in front of Frodo, but they too are cast aside.]