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The

Tragedy of

Sauraman & Sauron Julius Caesar 1.1 to 1.2.215 SCENE I. Mordor (Sauron’s tower). Humans, now captured as slaves and bound by chains, work in Mordor to complete another grand ‘eye-tower’ twice the size. Humans have hireachy (ie. slave drives, slaves, etc.) Eerie, glowing lights together with his red eye. LOTR Mordor music theme. The mob crowds (of humans) around chained, freshly-captured humans from captured territories by the dark side. The humans just walk from left to right of stage.

Human chief You! People! Go back to work! Your sticks, your spades. Work! You! Son of Adam! What’s your job?

Human slave 1 Why, chief, under the spades department.

Human chief (angry) Sauron is complaining of the lack of spades! You idle idiots. You blistering morons! Do you not remember Sauron, in his majesty, can come down and consume you all? Have you forgotten

Human slave 1 (cowers) But sire, have you forgotten?

Human chief I am the chief. I am as constant as the all-seeing eye. I do not forget.

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2D Class Production © - Tragedy of Saruman & Sauron But have you forgotten we were once a free species? Then why do we do all these dirty work?

Human chief Hush, do not let him hear you (cowers from Sauron’s eye)

Human slave 1 (almost shouting) But we have to escape! Our fellow humans – are cheering for the death of their own species?

Human chief Not another from your tongue. Guards! Drag this one off and slice his tongue!

Four guards drags slave 1 off. Slave 2 runs to take shelter in the crowd. Human chief 2 Aye, that impudent blabbermouth.

Human chief 1 Soft, I do sense Humankind is at the brink.

Human chief 2 Aye, that of death.

Human chief 1 (nods, stares fearfully at Sauron’s eye) Death. Yes, death. [Exuent [Crew immediately changes scene.

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SCENE II. Deserted Wasteland. Shrub Vegetation. A rabble of orcs with a hobbit and another group of Uruk-Hai meet. Intense light from all angles.

Uruk-hai chieftain (slyly) Well, what do we have here?

Orc-chieftain None of your business!

Uruk-hai chieftain (slyly) What do you think you mean by that, ‘none of your business’?

Orc-chieftain (Repeating) None of your business! We have orders from the tower, fool, and you would get into a pretty spot of trouble if you try to disrupt them. (chuckles evilly)

Uruk-hai chieftain Well well, what a coincidence! We have orders too--and this is what they are: waylay a group of stinking orcs, kill them all, and take all valuables—especially one ring, I have heard.

Orc-chieftain, with several other orcs, rushes toward the Uruk-hai chieftain, but the Uruk-hai chieftain stabs him, and both groups immediately engage in a very violent ‘battle’, with the Uruk-hai decisively winning. Hobbit attempts to run, but because he is bound in chains, is carved into nice thin slices before he can do so. After the massacre is over, Uruk-hai 1 searched to dead body of the hobbit, and finds the ring. He grabs it and holds the chain in the air. Uruk-hai no 1 (admiringly) What does the white hand want with that, I can figure out. But it is a very pretty thing, though…

Uruk-hai chieftain (quickly sntaching the ring away and placing it into his tunic) Fool! Must you know what the white hand wants it for just to do one simple order? No! the white hand asks us to do this, and it is done the way he asks.

(Uruk-hai no 1 cowers)

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Uruk-hai chieftain (quickly sntaching the ring aay and placing it into his tunic) Now get on! Don’t stand there looking like an idiotic orc. We have to go!

[exeunt Uruk-hai]

SCENE III. Orthanc. Saruman is alone in chamber conversing via Palantir (onyx globe) with Sauron. Silent surrounding. Echo mic.

Saruman My lord, I grow weary in this tower—my tasks have been completed. Do you have anything left you require of me?

Sauron Hunt down the last of the men of Rohan; do not let any of them live.

Saruman But, my lord—has that not already been done?

Sauron To the very last rider?

Saruman My lord—you doubt me.

Saruman But I tell you what only the best of my knowledge avails me to, for I do not speak of what I do not know. script – ak/ys

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Sauron So you are telling me then, that to the best of your knowledge no men are left?

Saruman (quick and smooth sentence. Emphasis on ‘pardon’) Pardon, my most high, mighty gallant king. I think me imperfect.

Sauron Good. Then, listen now to what I know to the best of my knowledge, as see how it compares. Remember, my true-fixed and resting quality – there is no fellow in the firmament. Unshaked of motion, the Northern Sun – I am he. (shout, flourish) Hence, Saruman, hear! My perch, from which I create the constellations, I doth see in Amon Fen several hundreds are gathered -- armed and horsed (voice elevated), and ready for a fight (voice climax). And you so claim they are dead. Wherefore are your claims? Would not one calvary two thousand strong of yours have laid them to waste? What have you been doing? Directing your energy to some other hidden purpose, perhaps? (very sly, sarcastic and disgusting voice)

Saruman (Smooth) Pardon, my puissant lord. Here, my lord, you do me grievous unjust, though that I am worthy for your scorn – my heart warms with joy. But in all this must your servant be held blameless; for he is but a speck of dirt compared with the all seeing-eye, and his knowledge and means of attainment thereof are nowhere near being boundless, as yours is—your servant did not know thus.

Sauron (sounding much more pleased) Do you now know?

Saruman Yes, my lord.

Sauron Then do as that knowledge permits, or commands!

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Sauron I am not done. I have reason to believe that I will be coming into possession of something that will ensure my dominion of Middle-earth, and when that happens, Saruman, it would be to my benefit—and yours—if that vast domain were shared with you. Serve me well, and you might experience what happens to those whom Sauron favours. (emphasis) Or betray me, and your soul would be tortured in heaven.

Saruman I am honoured, my Lord. To your slightest desire I prostrate myself before you. King of all majesties! Heil Sauron! (stands, salutes, bows)

Sauron (faded echo) Do so, do so. I wait. Do so. Yes, do so.

[the palantir fades, and Saruman covers it swiftly with a piece of cloth.]

Saruman (sits on table, thinks) He seems to suspect…(pause and walks in circles) … but … of no consequence. He cares for nothing but his pride, and that is my greatest sword. Slew him I will – the ring! I want the ring! (Shout and bangs table)

Augurer (soothsayer) rushes in. Saruman (stands erect immediately) Who stands there?

Soothsayer The results of your astrology test, sire.

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Soothsayer Sire, of my own initiative. I counted your white strands of hair last day when your slumber hath overtook you.

Saruman (turns away) You rude thing! How dare you!

Soothsayer Sire! This matter begs your attention! The beginning of Mooncake festival is here!

Saruman (abruptly faces soothsayer again) What! Oh my Sauron! Oh my mother! Sauron bless the bishop! (breathless) The moon is at its brightest! My powers (exhales) – diminished! (soothsayer rushes out – not too fast)

Saruman Wormtongue! I prithee, come, quick!

[at this moment wormtongue breathlessly dashes into the chamber] Saruman (VERY rapidly) You come upon a prayer. What news, wormtongue? And why are you looking to eager. (examines wormtongue’s expressions and slows down) Come here…I think I know what you think of…(he and Wormtougue walk to the far end of the chamber)

Wormtongue Its has come, my lord.

Saruman (ominously, in low tones) It has, now. Where is it?

Wormtongue (fumbles in his tunic for the Ring for some time, then holds it out to Saruman.)

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2D Class Production © - Tragedy of Saruman & Sauron Here it is, my lord. It does look beautiful…

Saruman (sntaching away the ring from Wormtongue)(talking in normal, loud tones again) Very good; now I must dismiss myself for some time, for there are some things that need to be done. (Saruman exits the chamber through a side-door.)

Wormtongue It was very smooth—so very smooth….and of the most brilliant gold colour—and so, so beautiful…. (stroking palm as if there was a ring there.) (tone growing harsh) But why should Saruman have it for himself? Is he superior to me? No! He merely knows more, and that counts for nothing! But- there is no way I can get the ring back from him, now that I passed it to him in my folly. What should I do? (ponders for some time) Well, if I cannot have it for myself, then I must not let Saruman sit and gloat over it! But how---how shall I relinquish him of his precious (pronounces like Gollum)? The only thing he loves more than the ring itself is power, and that is the reason he wants the ring….

[Saruman enters] Saruman (exultantly, NO lame wicked laughter. Lifts up stick in one hand, holds ring in the other) Indeed, confirmed I have - this is indeed the one ring of Sauron—who shall now have power to stand against me?

Wormtongue (slyly and ‘whisper’) Yet even with it, your dominion would never be complete.

Saruman (sharply turns, points accusingly) My what? You! what did you say?

Wormtongue (slyly and submissively) Nothing, my lord...

Saruman

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2D Class Production © - Tragedy of Saruman & Sauron Lie not to me! I heard what you said. And if you had the courage to say it, then you shall possess the courage to explain yourself. Do so!

Wormtongue (cower) My lord knows full well that Sauron cannot be destroyed by sword or storm, but that his demise can only be brought about by the destruction of the one ring, for Sauron has foolishly poured too much of his life into its making -so the spirit of death shall not touch him as long as the ring is not unmade, but also that the unmaking of the ring will prove to be his doom.

Saruman (stressed tone) And!

Wormtongue And so, even it my lord were to use the power of the ring and rise up in force and wrath against the Dark tower, you might utterly rout his armies, and lay his tower bare; but you will not crack the nut of Sauron’s foundations– for they cannot be unmade, as upon the power of the ring they are built, and by the power of the ring shall they survive. Sire! Do you not realize - even if Sauron proves defeated, yet he shall not be vanquished, for his life is the ring’s and as long as the ring there is, then also there shall always be Sauron—haunting you even in victory, and plotting his bitter revenge. Who knows how he may rise again? You know that as a dog is drawn to its master, so the ring is drawn to its maker, and time will find the ring—the same ring that cheated Isildur to his death—back in the home of its master’s fiery hand.

Saruman So it is that my greatest source of power shall be the same thread that keeps my bitterest foe alive. (ascending tone) So I see now that I do not have free choice. If I destroy the ring so shall Sauron be utterly vanquished, and so shall the force and power of his title pass unto me, and shall not middle-earth tremble beneath my sway, and countless leigons amass and rally under me? (whispers) Yet, shall my life be void of this ring….

Wormtongue

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2D Class Production © - Tragedy of Saruman & Sauron Alas! Will the great Saruman be defeated by the loss of a gold piece when he possesses armies too great to imagine, weapons to horrible to conjure, and fighters too ugly to look?

Saruman But shall I sacrifice my glory for this ring? Come, now, gentle Wormtongue, to my left, for this ear is deaf, and tell what you think. / ak:080806 / ys:090806 Property of Class 2D ©

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