The Two Towers Movie Script - Book Four, Chapter IV Of Herbs and Stewed Rabbit

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Scene 1:  Coneys and Oliphants   (Click HERE for the associated images)
	(Gollum is trying to catch a fish in the river.  He slips and falls, grasping at the slippery fish as he goes.  Frodo and Sam follow behind)
Sam:	Hey Stinker!  Don’t go getting too far ahead!
Frodo:	Why do you do that?
Sam:	What?
Frodo:	Call him names;  run him down all the time.
Sam:	Because... because that's what he is, Mr. Frodo.  There's naught left in 'im but lies and deceit.  It's the ring he wants.  It's all he cares about.
Frodo:	(Glaring at Sam) You have no idea what it did to him.  What it’s still doing to him. (He walks past Sam and stops) I want to help him, Sam.
Sam:	Why?
Frodo:	Because I have to believe he can come back.
Sam:	You can’t save him, Mr. Frodo.
Frodo:	What do you know about it?  Nothing! (Sam walks away slowly) I'm sorry, Sam.  I don't know why I said that.
Sam:	(he looks back at Frodo with tears in his eyes) I do.  It's the ring.  You can't take your eyes off it.  I've seen you.  You're not eating.  You barely sleep.  It's taking a hold of you, Mr Frodo.  You have to fight it!
Frodo:	I know what I have to do Sam.  The ring was entrusted to me!  It's my task!  Mine!  My own!  (He walks away)
Sam:	Can’t you hear yourself?  Don’t you know who you sound like? (Frodo continues to walk away without looking back) (Nighttime.  Frodo and Sam are asleep.  Gollum is crouching in a corner by himself)
Gollum:	We wants it.  We needs it.  Must have the precioussss.  They stole it from us.  Sneaky little hobbitsesss.  Wicked, trickssssy, falssse!
Sméagol:	No!  Not Master.
Gollum:	Yes, precious.  False.  They will cheat you, hurt you, lie.
Sméagol:	Master’s my friend.
Gollum:	You don’t have any friends.  Nobody likes YOU...
Sméagol:	(He covers his ears) Not listening.  Not listening.
Gollum:	You’re a liar and a thief.
Sméagol:	(He shakes his head) Nope.
Gollum:	Murderer!
Sméagol:	(He starts to weep and whimper) Go away.
Gollum:	Go away?!  HAHAHAHA!!
Sméagol:	I hate you.  I hate you!
Gollum:	Where would you be without me?  *Gollum* *Gollum*  I saved us.  It was me.  We survived because of me!
Sméagol:	Not anymore.
Gollum:	What did you say?
Sméagol:	Master looks after us now.  We don’t need you.
Gollum:	What?
Sméagol:	Leave now and never come back.
Gollum:	No!!
Sméagol:	(Louder)  Leave now and never come back!
Gollum:	(He growls and bares his teeth) Arrrgh!!!
Sméagol:	LEAVE.  NOW.  AND.  NEVER.  COME.  BACK! (Sméagol pants and then looks around) We...  we told him to go away!  And away he goes, preciousss. (He hops around in joy and does a little dance) Gone, gone, gone!  Sméagol is free! (The next day, while the hobbits are resting, Sméagol goes out and comes back with two rabbits and drops them into Frodo’s lap) Look!  Look!  See what Sméagol finds!  Hehehe!  Hahaha! (Frodo looks at up him with bloodshot eyes.  He smiles at Sméagol and looks at Sam.  Sméagol raises a fist in self-congratulation and dances around.  Then he picks up one of the rabbits and snaps it's back in front of Frodo) They are young, tender.  They are nice.  Yes they are!  Eat them!  Eat them! (He bites and tears into the raw meat.  Sam rushes over and snatches the rabbit out of Gollum’s hands)
Sam:	You’ll make him sick, you will, behaving like that! (He holds up the two rabbits) There’s only one way to eat a brace of coneys. (We see a pot of stew simmering over a fire)
Sméagol:	(He looks into the pot) Argh!!  What’s he doing!  Stupid fat hobbit!  You ruins it!
Sam:	What’s to ruin?  There’s hardly any meat on ‘em. (A faint bird-like sound draws Frodo's attention) What we need is a few good taters.
Gollum:	What’s taters, preciousss?  What’s taters, eh?
Sam:	PO-TAY-TOES!  Boil ‘em.  Mash ‘em.  Stick ‘em in a stew.  Lovely big golden chips with a nice piece of fried fish...
Sméagol:	(He sticks out his tongue in disgust) Pbbbttt!!
Sam:	Even you couldn’t say no to that. (He takes a sip of the stew)
Sméagol:	Oh yes we could!  Spoiling nice fish... (He scrambles up close to Sam) Give it to usss rrraw... and wrrriggling!  (he makes a sickening happy face) You keep nasty chips. (He hops away)
Sam:	You’re hopeless. (Frodo follows the source of the sound.  Sam suddenly notices that Frodo is no longer in his sight) Mr. Frodo? (He goes in search of Frodo and finds him peering out from behind a small rise, near some bushes, looking at an army (of Southrons?) marching through the trees below.  Sam lies down beside Frodo.  Sméagol also moves in by Frodo) Who are they?
Gollum:	Wicked men.  Servants of Sauron.  They are called to Mordor.  The Dark One is gathering all armies to him.  It won’t be long now.  He will soon be ready.
Sam:	Ready to do what?
Gollum:	To make his war.  The last war, that will cover all the world in shadow.
Frodo:	We’ve got to get moving.  Come on, Sam.
Sam:	(Suddenly he grabs Frodo’s arm) Mr Frodo!  Look!  It’s an Oliphaunt! (Gigantic Oliphaunts appear, carrying soldiers and supplies on their backs) No one at home will believe this... (Sméagol slips away unnoticed)
Frodo:	(He looks around)  Sméagol? (Suddenly pandemonium breaks loose below;  the soldiers are being ambushed.  Cloaked rangers are firing deadly arrows at the soldiers and the Oliphaunts from behind the trees and bushes.  One of the Oliphaunts starts trumpeting and stomping towards Frodo and Sam, swinging his huge trunk and tusks.  Faramir takes aim and shoots an enemy soldier who falls from the Oliphaunt and lands right behind Frodo and Sam, dead) We’ve lingered here for too long.  Come on, Sam!
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