Gandalf: <reading> "They have taken the bridge, and the second hall. We have barred the gates, but cannot hold them for long. The ground shakes. Drums, drums in the deep. <turns the page> We cannot get out. A Shadow moves in the dark. We cannot get out…They are coming."
<Pippin touches the arrow, causing first the skull, then the body, then the chain and bucket to go over the side of the well and drop far below, its noises echo from hall to hall. He winces at each new wave of noise. Then silence. The Fellowship begins to relax>
Gandalf: <slams the book shut> Fool of a Took! Throw yourself in next time and rid us of your stupidity!

<drums echo from deep below>