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Get down. - Confounded old, Samwise Gamgee! Have you been eavesdropping? <BR>Sam: I haven't dropped no eaves, sir, honest. I was just cutting the grass under the window there, if you follow me. <BR>Gandalf: A little late for trimming the verge, don't you think? <BR>Sam: I heard raised voices... <BR>Gandalf: What did you hear? SPEAK! <BR>Sam: N-n-n-nothing important. That is I heard a great deal about a ring, dark lord, and something about the end of the world, but, please Mr Gandalf, sir, please don't 'urt me. Don't turn me into anything - unnatural... <BR>_____________________________________<BR>Pippi n: What about breakfast? <BR>Strider: You've already had it. <BR>Pippin: We've had one, yes. What about second breakfast? Strider turns around, and continues on. <BR>Merry: Don't think he knows about second breakfast, Pippin. <BR>Pippin: What about elevensies? Luncheon. Afternoon tea. Dinner? Supper. He knows about them. Doesn't he? <BR>Merry: I wouldn't count on it. Strider throws an apple back, and Merry catches it. He hands it to Pippin, pats him on the back. Then Strider throws another apple, which hits Pippin on the head. Pippin looks up, and around him, bewildered. <BR>_______________________________________<BR>Sam : Hey! Mr Frodo's not going anywhere without me. <BR>Elrond: No, indeed, it is hardly possible to separate you from him, even when he is summoned to a secret council, and you are not. <BR>Merry: Oi! We're coming too! You'd have to send us home tied up in a sack to stop us. Pippin: Besides, you need people of intelligence on this sort of mission… quest… thing. <BR>Merry: Well that rules you out, Pip. <BR>Elrond: Nine companions. So be it! You shall be the fellowship of the ring. <BR>Pippin: Great. Where are we going? <P>Sorry for being so long, I have the script in front of me.