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LoTR screenplay summarised:

INT. IAN HOLM’S COMICALLY SMALL HOME

IAN MCKELLEN enters, hitting his head on objects.

IAN HOLM

There you are, you sage old wizard!

They smoke from IAN MCKELLEN’S PIPE.

IAN HOLM (CONT’D)

Ah, Ian, you truly have the finest

weed in Middle Earth.

IAN MCKELLEN

Heh. Both of our names are Ian.

IAN HOLM

Holy shit! You’re right!

IAN HOLM falls backwards, laughing hysterically.

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