User:Amroth/Screenplays/Peter Jackson's The Fellowship of the Ring/Farewell Dear Bilbo
EXT. BAG END -- NIGHT
The party is still in an excited uproar... some 50 yards away
as we pan across a moonlit lane to the front door of Bag End.
Door opens, pulled by an invisible hand.
INT. BAG END -- NIGHT
The door quietly closes...Bilbo materializes as he pulls a
plain gold ring off his finger. Bilbo laughs as he tosses the
ring in the air, then places it in his pocket.
Bilbo emerges from the passage, carrying a walking stick. He
finds Gandalf looming over him.
I suppose you think that was terribly
Come on, Gandalf! Did you see their
There are many magic rings in the world,
Bilbo Baggins, and none of them should be
It was just a bit of fun. Oh, you're
probably right as usual.
You will keep an eye on Frodo, won't you?
I'm leaving everything to him.
What about this ring of yours? Is that
Close on: Bilbo...he gives Gandalf a look and nods toward the
Yes, yes, it's in an envelope...over
there on the mantelpiece. Gandalf frowns
at the empty mantelpiece...Bilbo suddenly
feels his waistcoat with a look of guilty
No, wait. It's here in my pocket. Isn't
that...isn't' that odd now? Yet, after
all, why not? Why shouldn't I keep it?
I think you should leave the Ring behind,
Bilbo. Is that so hard?
Well, no...and yes. Now it comes to it,
I don't feel like parting with it. It's
mine. I found it. It came to me!
ANGLE ON: GANDALF LOOKS DOWN AT BILBO WITH RISING CONCERN.
There's no need to get angry.
Well, if I'm angry, it's your fault! It's
mine. My own, my precious.
Precious? It's been called that before,
but not by you.
So? What business is it of yours what I
do with my own things? Bilbo's voice,
shape and manner have suddenly changed.
I think you've had that ring quite long
You want it for yourself!
Gandalf rises to his full height, his eyes flash, his shadow
suddenly seems to fill the room
Bilbo Baggins do not take me for some
conjurer of cheap tricks! Bilbo cowers
from Gandalf, disarmed by his power...a
frightened Hobbit. Gandalf's expression
I am not trying to rob you. I am trying
to help you. Sobbing, Bilbo runs to
Gandalf and hugs him.
All you long years we've been
friends...trust me as you once did. Let
You're right, Gandalf...the ring must go
Bilbo lifts his knapsack and heads for the front door.
It's late, the road is long... yes, it is
The ring is still in your pocket.
Bilbo hesitates...reaches into his pocket.
CLOSE ON: Bilbo pulls out the ring...he stares at it in his
palm. With all his will power, Bilbo allows the ring to
slowly slide off his palm and drop to the floor. CLOSE ON:
The tiny ring lands with a heavy thud on the wooden floor.
EXT. BAG END -- NIGHT
Bilbo staggering out of Bag end...he braces himself in the
night air, Pale and Trembling, as if his loss of the ring has
weakened him. Gandalf steps up behind.
I've thought up and ending for my
book..."And he lived happily ever after
to the end of his days."
I'm sure you will, my dear friend.
Bilbo walks away from Bag End, disappearing into the night,
softly singing: "The Road goes on and on."
Until our next meeting.