[Night comes to Edoras. In a communal sleeping room, Gimli snores and Pippin tosses, looking worried.]

[Aragorn leaves, carrying his pipe. He pauses to stoke a fire near a sleeping Éowyn.]

[As Éowyn stirs, Aragorn covers her feet and shoulders with a blanket.]

Éowyn: "What time is it?"

Aragorn: "Not yet dawn."

[Éowyn grabbs his hand.]

Éowyn: "I dreamed I saw a great wave, climbing over green lands and above the hills. I stood upon the brink. It was uppterly dark in the abyss before my feet."

Éowyn: "A light shone behind me but I could not turn. I could only stand there, waiting."

Aragorn: "Night changes many thoguhts. Sleep, Éowyn."

Aragorn: "Sleep… while you can."