[On the banks of the Isen river, bodies of men and horses lie in the rain. Men on horseback approach.]

Èomer: "Théodred. Find the king's son!"

Rider #1: "Mordor will pay for this."

Èomer: "These Orcs are not from Mordor."

[Èomer kicks over a dead Orc, revealing a white handprint on its armor.]

Rider #2: "My Lord Èomer. Over here!"

[Èomer rushes to Theodred and turns him over.]

Eomer: "He's alive!"