ARagorn: not as long as we hold true to each other. WE will not abandon Merry and Pippin to torment and death...Not while we have strength left. Pack only what you can carry...we travel light...
Let's hunt some ORC!
Gimli: Yes! Haha!
*cuts to a sceane of FRodo and SAM*
SAm: lets hope the others have found a better way
Frodo: I am glad your with me SAmwise gamgee.
Sam: Mordor. The one place in Middle-earth we don't want to see any closer and it's the one place we're trying to get to. It's just where we can't get. Let's face it Mr. Frodo, we're lost. I don't think Gandalf meant for us to come this way.
Frodo: He didn't mean for a lot of things to happen, Sam. But they did.
(Frodo sees The Eye)
Sam: Mr. Frodo! It's the Ring isn't it?
Frodo: It's getting heavier.
ok i'll go on
Frodo: What food have we got left?
Sam: Well, let me see. Oh yes, lovely. Lembas bread. And look! More... Lembas bread.
Sam: I don't usually hold with foreign food, but this elvish stuff... it's not bad.
Frodo: Nothing ever dampens your spirits, does it Sam.
Sam: Those rain clouds might.
Sam: This looks strangely familiar.
Frodo: It's because we've been here before. We're going in circles.
Sam: Ugh, what's that's horrid stink? I'll warrant here's a nasty bog nearby. Can you smell it?
Frodo: Yes, I can smell it. (We're not alone