Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring
[The party is in full swing; the fireworks are going off and festivities are well underway. Some hobbits come in, staggering under the load of a huge birthday-cake, candles already lit.]
[Others, including Frodo, are dancing to music being played by the band.]
[Sam casts sidelong glances at a hobbit-lass dancing.]
Bilbo: [greeting his guests inside the marquee] "Hello, hello, Fatty Bolger, lovely to see you! Welcome, welcome!"
[Frodo takes a break from dancing to join Sam.]
Frodo: "Go on Sam! Ask Rosie for a dance!"
Sam: "I think I'll just have another ale."
Frodo: "Oh no you don't! Go on!"
[He pushes Sam to the dance floor and into Rosie's arms. Frodo laughs aloud.]
Gandalf: [setting off a firework] "Whoa!"
[Fireworks explode over the party field, a huge glittering umbrella in the night sky which changes into spears and whizzes away into the distance.]
[Bilbo is telling stories to the hobbit children gathered at his feet.]
Bilbo: "There I was, at the mercy of three monstrous trolls! And they were all arguing amongst themselves about how they were going to cook us, whether it be turned on a spit or whether they should sit on us one by one and squash us into jelly."
[A cute hobbit child gasps and shakes her head.]
Bilbo: "They spent so much time arguing the wither-tos and why-fors, that the sun's first light cracked over the top of the trees — poof!"
[Hobbit Children gasp.]
Bilbo: "And turned them all to stone!"
[Gandalf, laughing, returns from his cart with more fireworks.]
[A young hobbit appears from behind the tent, signaling his friend to get onto Gandalf's cart.]
[Gandalf releases a busy shower of firework butterflies, to the amusement of the hobbit children, who try to catch them.]
Gandalf: "Whoa! Up they go."
Merry: "No, no the big one, big one."
[The second Hobbit grabs a huge red firework and disappears inside the tent.]
[His friend nonchalantly chews an apple, and strolls after him.]
[Bilbo is still greeting guests. One of them seems to have an inexhaustible supply of children.]
Bilbo: "Mrs. Bracegirdle, how nice to see you! Welcome, welcome. Are all these children yours?"
[Mrs. Bracegirdle laughs and nods.]
Bilbo: "Good gracious. You have been productive!"
[Mrs Bracegirdle passes on. Bilbo's ears are assailed by a familiar strident voice.]
[He grabs Frodo and they head into another corner of the tent.]
Bilbo: "Quickly! Hide!"
[Frodo and Bilbo hole up behind a tent fold as the Sackville-Bagginses search for him, and then retreat, baulked of their prey. Bilbo breathes a huge sigh of relief.]
Bilbo: "Thank you my boy."
[He sighs again and Frodo chuckles quietly. Bilbo then becomes more serious.]
Bilbo: "You're a good lad, Frodo."
[Frodo stares at his uncle, perturbed by the change of tone.]
Bilbo: "I'm very selfish, you know. Yes, I am. Very selfish… I don't know why I took you in after your mother and father died, but it wasn't out of charity. I think it was because, of all my numerous relations, you were the one that showed real… spirit."
Frodo: "Bilbo, have you been at the Gaffer's home brew?"
Bilbo: "No. Well, yes. But that's — that's — not the point. The point is, Frodo — you'll be all right."
[The two hobbits inside the tent have managed to get their firework ready to light up.]
[He lights the fuse.]
Merry: "You're supposed to stick it in the ground!"
Pippin: "It is in the ground."
[They pass it to and fro like a hot potato.]
Pippin: "It was your idea!"
[Just then the firework explodes upwards, throwing them on to the ground and taking the tent up with it.]
[High above the crowd, it bursts into the shape of a flaming dragon, turns and swoops slowly towards the merrymakers. The hobbits make a hurried attempt to get out of the way.]
Hobbit: "Look at that!"
[Frodo's face is lit momentarily by the dragon's flame. He shepherds Bilbo out of the way.]
Frodo: "Bilbo? Bilbo, watch out for the dragon!"
Bilbo: "Dragon? Nonsense! There hasn't been a dragon in these parts for a thousand years…"
[Frodo pushes Bilbo to the ground. The dragon swoops low over the hobbits' heads, flies off and bursts into a beautiful finale over the lake. Hobbits clap and cheer.]
[The two Hobbits, now covered in soot, gaze proudly at their accomplishment.]
Merry: "That was good!"
Pippin: "Let's get another one!"
[Gandalf comes up behind them and grabs them each by their ear.]
Gandalf: "Meriadoc Brandybuck, and Peregrin Took. I might have known."
[Merry and Pippin, under Gandalf's eye, are washing the piles of plates.]