[Gríma rides up to Isengard. Inside Orthanc, Saruman listens.]

Saruman: "Gandalf the White. Gandalf the fool! Does he seek to humble me with his newfound piety?"

Gríma: "There were three who followed the wizard. An Elf, a Dwarf and a Man."

Saruman: (Sniffs.) "You stink of horse. The man, was he from Gondor?"

Gríma: "No, from the North. One of the Dúnedain Rangers I thought he was."

Gríma: "His cloth was spoor. And yet he bore a strange ring. Two serpents with emerald eyes. One devouring, the other crowned with golden flowers."

[Saruman flips through a book to an illustration of this ring.]

Saruman: "The Ring of Barahir. So Gandalf Greyhame thinks he's found Isildur's heir, the lost King of Gondor. He is a fool. The line was broken years ago."

[He snaps the book shut.]

Saruman: "It matters not. The world of Men shall fall. It will begin at Edoras."