[Oddwen]

Three years and five months later, Oddwen enters the scene.

She hasn't seen the movies in a very very long time.

Think this'll be finished before it's time to do The New Hobbit script?

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EE: The Rohirrim prepare for battle.

Eomer: Our scouts are back. Minas Tirith is surrounded and the first two levels are on fire.

Theoden: Thus it was truly said, "Thye wymmen and chyldrene fyrste".

Eomer: Ooooookay. One more thing to utterly change when I am king. The enemy is advancing.

Eowyn: Do not worry, Merry. It will soon be over.

Merry: *re-re-re-counting his ammunition rounds* Huh? Oh, yeah, with this baby at my side it will be. *patpat* So um, you're like pretty and stuff? And like, everyone likes you, and I know I'm just a hobbit...and there may be no hope for a lot of people in the following days. If I were a knight of Rohan, I'd ride my brave, unwashed self to the rescue of my friends...

Eowyn: Uh, you're not my type.

Merry: What?

Eomer: Hey Eoreds, are you ready to rock?

Eoreds: YEAH!!

Eomer: Are you ready to roll?

Eoreds: YEAH!!!!

Eomer: Are you ready to rock and roll?

Eoreds: YEAHHHHH!!!!

Eomer: Then let's gooo!

(All Eoreds begin to rock back and forth and roll around on the ground. Eomer is confused)

Theoden: ...yeah, they'll do that. Don't ever tell them that again. All right then Eoreds, listen up! NO! SLEEP! TIL GONDOR!

(The Eoreds get up and look at each other horsishly [they know nothing of sheep] and get ready to move out)

Eowyn: Welp. To battle!

Merry(relishing the words): At last, to battle! MWA-HA-HA-HA!

And not bothering to stifle his maniacal laughter, he mounts up behind Eowyn and rides off into the dark.

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The next scene would be the Pyre of Denethor.