1. Knights of the King's Stables
[A golden-thatched city upon a hill]
[Legolas, Gimli, Aragorn, and Gandalf rein in their horses and look up with awe]
Legolas (excited): Edoras! Aragorn (awed): Edoras!
Gandalf (profoundly): Edoras.
Gimli (under breath): It's only a set...
Duh duh duh duh! [cut to view of nameless Rohirrim dancing atop tables, some of them obviously women with fakes beards]
Oh we're knights of the king's stables
And ride when'er we're able
To the silver screen, we sing and scream
And ride PJ's coat tails
We sleep well out in the car lot
With our mounts and gear and camerahhhs.
We're knights of the king's stables
Our stunts are formidable,
But Hollywood demands some goods
Of which we're in-cap-able.
We're CG mad in Wetalot.
We are motion-captured quite alot.
[Gríma, hanging by his thumbs from a dungeon wall, claps in time to the rhythm]
[In Meduseld, women in armor, wearing fake beards, singing, doing the can-can over the caterer's canapes]
Stunt riders tough and able,
We've got the beards
to shake our spears
at those emasculable
It's a busy life in Edoras
Éowyn-as-Dernhelm, in a strained baritone: Red dawns are still ahead of us!
Duh duh duh duh duh duuuh, da da da da DA! *ching*
Gandalf: No, on second thought, let's not go to Edoras. It is a silly place.
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