Pippin: That's nice! Melted plastic in my tahmatoes!
Merry: Shut up Pip! Those weird undead guys'll hear you!
Pippin: That was close!
(Nazgul shreek)
Frodo: To late, fly you fools! Crap! I mean RUN!
(They run to the top of Amon Sul)
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Take it away! Give Frodo a grueling slashing with the Morgul Blade!
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