[Frodo is lying in a vast bed.]

Frodo: "Where am I?"

Gandalf's voice: "You are in the house of Elrond. And it is ten o'clock in the morning, on October the twenty-fourth, if you want to know."

[Frodo wakes up.]

Frodo: "Gandalf!"

[Gandalf is seated on Frodo's bed, smoking his pipe. The bedroom opens on to a beautiful garden. The noise of falling water is mixed with bird song. Leaves are gently falling.]

Gandalf: "Yes… I'm here. And you're lucky to be here, too. A few more hours and you would have been beyond our aid. But you have some strength in you, my dear hobbit!"

Frodo: "What happened, Gandalf? Why didn't you meet us?"

Gandalf: "Oh I'm sorry Frodo… I was delayed."

[Flashback to Isengard. On the tower top, Saruman is using his powers to flip Gandalf about. He then dangles him over the edge of Orthanc.]

Saruman: "Friendship with Saruman is not lightly thrown aside. One ill turn deserves another. It is over! Embrace the power of the Ring… or embrace your own destruction!"

[Gandalf lies at full stretch, completely at Saruman's mercy.]

[A tiny white moth flutters across between them. Gandalf observes it as Saruman continues to taunt him.]

[Saruman hurls Gandalf back towards the platform.]

Gandalf: [slowly raises himself as the shadowy form of an eagle appears in the background] "There is only one Lord of the Ring! Only one who can bend it to his will. And he… does… not… share… power!"

[The eagle screeches. Gandalf leaps off the Tower of Orthanc and lands on the eagle's back.]

Saruman: "So you have chosen… death."

[Gwaihir flies over the mountains, bearing Gandalf to safety.]

Frodo: "Gandalf? What is it?"

Gandalf: "Nothing, Frodo."