Scene Twenty-Six
(We go back to the fight at Helm's Deep, which is still intensified. We see the Orcs at the gate door with the battering ram, trying viciously to gain access into the keep. Then, we see the battles outside of the outer wall, which is bloody and resulting in staggering losses for the defenders. Finally, King Kevoden pulls Commander Kilmage towards him angrily)
King Kevoden: (Quite angrily) Order them to pull back!
(Commander Kilmage just stares at the king in amazement-he obviously did not expect the other to simply give up)
King Kevoden: (Angrily) Pull them back, you fool!
(With a bit of a disappointed glance at the king, Commander Kilmage begins to comply)
Commander Kilmage: (Shouting for every force to hear) FALL BACK! FALL BACK!
(Jimagorn hears the message and looks up in disbelief-the battle cannot be over yet! Megolas looks just as upset. Then, there is great CRACK and CRASH as the gate to the inner wall is breeched. Awaiting Urak-hai Members make their way inside)
Jimagorn: (Shouting towards the king) THEY'VE BREECHED THE OUTER GATE!
(King Kevoden looks down and sees that it is true)
King Kevoden: (Angrily) Oh, crap!
Commander Kilmage: (Questioning) My lord, what do we do now?
King Kevoden: (In a triumphant voice) What do you think we do, you ninny? (Shouting for every soldier to hear) Everyone draw your swords!
(At this, almost every soldier pulls out a sketchpad and a pencil and begins to "draw" their swords. King Kevoden looks quite angry with this)
King Kevoden: (Angrily at Commander Kilmage) What're you doing?
Commander Kilmage: (Who is drawing a sword, shrugs) You said to draw our swords, and we're drawing our swords! Like it? (Shows King Kevoden a sketch of a sword that looks like Sting, but has a purple glow around it) It's like Sting, but with a purple blade instead of blue.
King Kevoden: (Knocks the other's sketchpad to the ground angrily) No, you pansy! Draw (Pulls out his sword) your swords! Commander Kilmage: (Pulls out his sword and nods in understanding) So those are what they're for!
King Kevoden: (Shouting to the soldiers) Okay, everybody dra-I mean- (Hesitates as he fights to paraphrase his sentence) pull your swords from their sheaths and make ready to defend the keep!
(There is a triumphant cheer for the king, and many of the soldiers draw their swords. Jimagorn & Megolas rush to help defend the keep, knowing that the battle for the outer wall is simply useless now. Brimli rushes to join the other two)
Brimli: (Snickering in spite of herself) Can you believe that scene back there? "Draw your swords"! I haven't had such a good laugh since Moria!
Jimagorn: (Looking shifty eyed) Yeah-who does that, anyways? (Hastily puts a folded piece of drawing paper and a pencil within his pocket)
(We now go to the inside of the inner wall, where many soldiers are trying to defend the keep. They are on the inside of the gate, trying to hold it still with many strong boards or steel poles. But the Orcs are able to smash a spear through, and one man goes down as he is hit. Finally, we see King Kevoden join the fray, along with Commander Kilmage, Megolas, Jimagorn, & Brimli. King Kevoden makes his way to the front, not fearing the ominous booms and thuds of the battering ram, ready to defend the keep so long as it remains stable. Megolas remains in the back, shooting her arrows through the gaps in the door to bring down the Urak-hai Members waiting to get in)
Voice of Urak-hai Member#205: (Angrily) We don't need this! We're on the waiting list!
Megolas: (As she shoots an arrow) Well, you've just been bumped off!
(The men continue to try and support the gate, even though the battering ram is very heavy and causes many Men to go flying as it hits the gate. Then, a huge spear crashes through the wood and slashes King Kevoden's shoulder. King Kevoden winces at the pain and bends away. Commander Kilmage rushes to help the king)
Commander Kilmage: (Supporting the king away from the group) Make way for the king!
Soldier of Edoras#67: (Angrily to a nearby soldier) Please! If you're stupid enough to get yourself hurt in a battle, you deserve to die!
(Commander Kilmage is able to get the king away from the fray, and King Kevoden leans heavily upon a wall nearby. Jimagorn runs to join the group, looking back at the king, knowing that he cannot fall)
Jimagorn: (Shouting at King Kevoden over the noise) How long do you need?
King Kevoden: (Already taking some bandage from his pocket) As long as you can give me! (After thinking about it for a while) Eh-about ten minutes.
(Jimagorn gives an impatient groan-there has been another humongous crack in the wood. If the battering ram continues, then it will only be a matter of minutes before the Urak-hai forces can breech the wall. They do not have enough time! Sensing his trouble, Brimli rushes up to Jimagorn)
Brimli: (An idea brewing in her eyes) Jimagorn!
(We then go to the outside of the inner wall, where countless Urak-hai Members are maliciously beating at the inner wall, trying desperately to gain access to the inside. Then, we see way off to the side of the mountainside-nearby the gate-open softly and quietly. Then, we see Brimli step out from the door, followed shortly by Jimagorn, who looks rather bemused)
Jimagorn: (In a bemused tone) Hey! There's no bag full of money out here!
Brimli: (Drawing her axe and speaking blankly) Of course there isn't.it was the only way I could get you to help attack the Urak-hai forces without squealing like a girl.
(Jimagorn gives a small whimper, but draws his sword anyways. Then, we see the two slowly edge along the small path towards the ramp leading to where the Urak-hai Members bang at the door with the battering ram. Jimagorn is able to take the lead, his face etched in concentration as he surveys the force at the gate. Then, Brimli quickly speaks to Jimagorn)
Brimli: (In an excited whisper) We can take them! Come on!
Jimagorn: (Very quietly to the Dwarf) It's a long way.
(Brimli surveys the distance between them and the ramp; it is too long for her to make in one leap. Brimli bites her lip as she ponders at what to do)
Brimli: (In a very low tone to Jimagorn) Toss me.
Jimagorn: (Raising his eyebrows at Brimli) Uh-okay, Brimli, I like you as a friend! It wouldn't work out between us-the height difference is really noticeable!
Brimli: (Angrily) No! I mean, pick me up and throw me to the other side!
Jimagorn: (Surprised) What?
Brimli: (Frustrated) I cannot make it all the way across by myself! You'll have to throw me!
(After looking at Brimli for a very long time, Jimagorn smiles and makes to pick up the Dwarf. But before he can get his hands around her, Brimli holds out a hand to stop Jimagorn)
Brimli: (Quickly) Oh, but uh-!
Jimagorn: (With a smile developing upon his face) Don't tell the Elf? I've got that covered!
Brimli: (Furrowing her brow) No! (In a very low, growling type of a voice) Don't take this sexually!
Jimagorn: (Frowning) Uh-okay.
(Rolling his eyes, Jimagorn picks up Brimli and throws her towards the Urak- hai Members-letting out a satisfying sigh as he does so. Brimli scolds him, but shouts out as she lands right in front of the Urak-hai Members, swinging her axe before they even realize what has happened. Brimli is joined a few seconds later by Jimagorn, who shouts out as he leaps)
Jimagorn: (Valiantly) I am Jimagorn, son of Jimathorn! All fear my wrath!
(Jimagorn lands just short of the edge, and he fights to remain balanced. Jimagorn gives a great shout as he feels himself going backwards, but Brimli rolls her eyes and pulls the other upon the ramp with one hand. Then, the two begin to fight furiously, killing Orc after Orc with their sword or axe. Jimagorn fights with much speed, killing one Orc and turning about almost immediately to meet the other one coming behind him. Brimli stands in one spot, swinging her axe about with much shouts of triumph. The Orcs go flying from the ramp or fall down dead. Then, we see Megolas look down from the inner wall with a smile of shock upon her face-a good half of Urak-hai Members are either dead or retreating from the dangerous fighters. Jimagorn looks at Brimli as many Urak-hai Members make to rush at the two)
Jimagorn: (In a frightened voice) No! This cannot happen to me! I'm too pretty to die! They're the ugly ones! They're supposed to die!
Brimli: (Angrily) Will you quiet down, you ninny! If you act any more like a girl, I'm gonna buy you a bra!
Jimagorn: (With dignity) Too late! I'm already wearing one!
(Brimli shivers in disgust as she thinks about it, and suddenly a rope cascades in between Jimagorn & Brimli. They look up and see Megolas; along with a big line of Woodelven soldiers ready to pull the two brave fighters up into the keep)
Jimagorn: (Casually as he grasps the rope) See, Brimli! What'd I tell you! You've got nothing to worry about!
Brimli: (Growling) Oh-just grab the rope you goon!
(Jimagorn quickly grasps the rope, grabbing Brimli about the waist and hanging on. Then, Megolas shouts to the troops behind her in Elvish to pull, which they do in a great tug. Jimagorn & Brimli quickly begin to ascend towards the keep, Urak-hai Members trying desperately to get at the two dangling fighters)
Jimagorn: (With a breath of relief) Whew! That was close!
Brimli: (Nodding) I'll say. (With a small laugh at the other) Er-Jimagorn, I've got a good grip on the rope, you don't need to hold onto me.
Jimagorn: (Quickly) Oh, I know.I'm just-(Looking shifty eyed as he fights to find an excuse) taking an extra precaution! (After a while of silence) Er-is this one of the situations where I'm not supposed to take this sexually?
Brimli: (Angrily) Uh-yeah!
Jimagorn: (Agitated) Oh, drat! You're no fun!
(We pan out and see the two fighters being pulled up by the friends, and we are left to wonder if the battle for Helm's Deep will be so successful after all)
(We go back to the fight at Helm's Deep, which is still intensified. We see the Orcs at the gate door with the battering ram, trying viciously to gain access into the keep. Then, we see the battles outside of the outer wall, which is bloody and resulting in staggering losses for the defenders. Finally, King Kevoden pulls Commander Kilmage towards him angrily)
King Kevoden: (Quite angrily) Order them to pull back!
(Commander Kilmage just stares at the king in amazement-he obviously did not expect the other to simply give up)
King Kevoden: (Angrily) Pull them back, you fool!
(With a bit of a disappointed glance at the king, Commander Kilmage begins to comply)
Commander Kilmage: (Shouting for every force to hear) FALL BACK! FALL BACK!
(Jimagorn hears the message and looks up in disbelief-the battle cannot be over yet! Megolas looks just as upset. Then, there is great CRACK and CRASH as the gate to the inner wall is breeched. Awaiting Urak-hai Members make their way inside)
Jimagorn: (Shouting towards the king) THEY'VE BREECHED THE OUTER GATE!
(King Kevoden looks down and sees that it is true)
King Kevoden: (Angrily) Oh, crap!
Commander Kilmage: (Questioning) My lord, what do we do now?
King Kevoden: (In a triumphant voice) What do you think we do, you ninny? (Shouting for every soldier to hear) Everyone draw your swords!
(At this, almost every soldier pulls out a sketchpad and a pencil and begins to "draw" their swords. King Kevoden looks quite angry with this)
King Kevoden: (Angrily at Commander Kilmage) What're you doing?
Commander Kilmage: (Who is drawing a sword, shrugs) You said to draw our swords, and we're drawing our swords! Like it? (Shows King Kevoden a sketch of a sword that looks like Sting, but has a purple glow around it) It's like Sting, but with a purple blade instead of blue.
King Kevoden: (Knocks the other's sketchpad to the ground angrily) No, you pansy! Draw (Pulls out his sword) your swords! Commander Kilmage: (Pulls out his sword and nods in understanding) So those are what they're for!
King Kevoden: (Shouting to the soldiers) Okay, everybody dra-I mean- (Hesitates as he fights to paraphrase his sentence) pull your swords from their sheaths and make ready to defend the keep!
(There is a triumphant cheer for the king, and many of the soldiers draw their swords. Jimagorn & Megolas rush to help defend the keep, knowing that the battle for the outer wall is simply useless now. Brimli rushes to join the other two)
Brimli: (Snickering in spite of herself) Can you believe that scene back there? "Draw your swords"! I haven't had such a good laugh since Moria!
Jimagorn: (Looking shifty eyed) Yeah-who does that, anyways? (Hastily puts a folded piece of drawing paper and a pencil within his pocket)
(We now go to the inside of the inner wall, where many soldiers are trying to defend the keep. They are on the inside of the gate, trying to hold it still with many strong boards or steel poles. But the Orcs are able to smash a spear through, and one man goes down as he is hit. Finally, we see King Kevoden join the fray, along with Commander Kilmage, Megolas, Jimagorn, & Brimli. King Kevoden makes his way to the front, not fearing the ominous booms and thuds of the battering ram, ready to defend the keep so long as it remains stable. Megolas remains in the back, shooting her arrows through the gaps in the door to bring down the Urak-hai Members waiting to get in)
Voice of Urak-hai Member#205: (Angrily) We don't need this! We're on the waiting list!
Megolas: (As she shoots an arrow) Well, you've just been bumped off!
(The men continue to try and support the gate, even though the battering ram is very heavy and causes many Men to go flying as it hits the gate. Then, a huge spear crashes through the wood and slashes King Kevoden's shoulder. King Kevoden winces at the pain and bends away. Commander Kilmage rushes to help the king)
Commander Kilmage: (Supporting the king away from the group) Make way for the king!
Soldier of Edoras#67: (Angrily to a nearby soldier) Please! If you're stupid enough to get yourself hurt in a battle, you deserve to die!
(Commander Kilmage is able to get the king away from the fray, and King Kevoden leans heavily upon a wall nearby. Jimagorn runs to join the group, looking back at the king, knowing that he cannot fall)
Jimagorn: (Shouting at King Kevoden over the noise) How long do you need?
King Kevoden: (Already taking some bandage from his pocket) As long as you can give me! (After thinking about it for a while) Eh-about ten minutes.
(Jimagorn gives an impatient groan-there has been another humongous crack in the wood. If the battering ram continues, then it will only be a matter of minutes before the Urak-hai forces can breech the wall. They do not have enough time! Sensing his trouble, Brimli rushes up to Jimagorn)
Brimli: (An idea brewing in her eyes) Jimagorn!
(We then go to the outside of the inner wall, where countless Urak-hai Members are maliciously beating at the inner wall, trying desperately to gain access to the inside. Then, we see way off to the side of the mountainside-nearby the gate-open softly and quietly. Then, we see Brimli step out from the door, followed shortly by Jimagorn, who looks rather bemused)
Jimagorn: (In a bemused tone) Hey! There's no bag full of money out here!
Brimli: (Drawing her axe and speaking blankly) Of course there isn't.it was the only way I could get you to help attack the Urak-hai forces without squealing like a girl.
(Jimagorn gives a small whimper, but draws his sword anyways. Then, we see the two slowly edge along the small path towards the ramp leading to where the Urak-hai Members bang at the door with the battering ram. Jimagorn is able to take the lead, his face etched in concentration as he surveys the force at the gate. Then, Brimli quickly speaks to Jimagorn)
Brimli: (In an excited whisper) We can take them! Come on!
Jimagorn: (Very quietly to the Dwarf) It's a long way.
(Brimli surveys the distance between them and the ramp; it is too long for her to make in one leap. Brimli bites her lip as she ponders at what to do)
Brimli: (In a very low tone to Jimagorn) Toss me.
Jimagorn: (Raising his eyebrows at Brimli) Uh-okay, Brimli, I like you as a friend! It wouldn't work out between us-the height difference is really noticeable!
Brimli: (Angrily) No! I mean, pick me up and throw me to the other side!
Jimagorn: (Surprised) What?
Brimli: (Frustrated) I cannot make it all the way across by myself! You'll have to throw me!
(After looking at Brimli for a very long time, Jimagorn smiles and makes to pick up the Dwarf. But before he can get his hands around her, Brimli holds out a hand to stop Jimagorn)
Brimli: (Quickly) Oh, but uh-!
Jimagorn: (With a smile developing upon his face) Don't tell the Elf? I've got that covered!
Brimli: (Furrowing her brow) No! (In a very low, growling type of a voice) Don't take this sexually!
Jimagorn: (Frowning) Uh-okay.
(Rolling his eyes, Jimagorn picks up Brimli and throws her towards the Urak- hai Members-letting out a satisfying sigh as he does so. Brimli scolds him, but shouts out as she lands right in front of the Urak-hai Members, swinging her axe before they even realize what has happened. Brimli is joined a few seconds later by Jimagorn, who shouts out as he leaps)
Jimagorn: (Valiantly) I am Jimagorn, son of Jimathorn! All fear my wrath!
(Jimagorn lands just short of the edge, and he fights to remain balanced. Jimagorn gives a great shout as he feels himself going backwards, but Brimli rolls her eyes and pulls the other upon the ramp with one hand. Then, the two begin to fight furiously, killing Orc after Orc with their sword or axe. Jimagorn fights with much speed, killing one Orc and turning about almost immediately to meet the other one coming behind him. Brimli stands in one spot, swinging her axe about with much shouts of triumph. The Orcs go flying from the ramp or fall down dead. Then, we see Megolas look down from the inner wall with a smile of shock upon her face-a good half of Urak-hai Members are either dead or retreating from the dangerous fighters. Jimagorn looks at Brimli as many Urak-hai Members make to rush at the two)
Jimagorn: (In a frightened voice) No! This cannot happen to me! I'm too pretty to die! They're the ugly ones! They're supposed to die!
Brimli: (Angrily) Will you quiet down, you ninny! If you act any more like a girl, I'm gonna buy you a bra!
Jimagorn: (With dignity) Too late! I'm already wearing one!
(Brimli shivers in disgust as she thinks about it, and suddenly a rope cascades in between Jimagorn & Brimli. They look up and see Megolas; along with a big line of Woodelven soldiers ready to pull the two brave fighters up into the keep)
Jimagorn: (Casually as he grasps the rope) See, Brimli! What'd I tell you! You've got nothing to worry about!
Brimli: (Growling) Oh-just grab the rope you goon!
(Jimagorn quickly grasps the rope, grabbing Brimli about the waist and hanging on. Then, Megolas shouts to the troops behind her in Elvish to pull, which they do in a great tug. Jimagorn & Brimli quickly begin to ascend towards the keep, Urak-hai Members trying desperately to get at the two dangling fighters)
Jimagorn: (With a breath of relief) Whew! That was close!
Brimli: (Nodding) I'll say. (With a small laugh at the other) Er-Jimagorn, I've got a good grip on the rope, you don't need to hold onto me.
Jimagorn: (Quickly) Oh, I know.I'm just-(Looking shifty eyed as he fights to find an excuse) taking an extra precaution! (After a while of silence) Er-is this one of the situations where I'm not supposed to take this sexually?
Brimli: (Angrily) Uh-yeah!
Jimagorn: (Agitated) Oh, drat! You're no fun!
(We pan out and see the two fighters being pulled up by the friends, and we are left to wonder if the battle for Helm's Deep will be so successful after all)
