[The two hobbits inside the tent have managed to get their firework ready to light up.]
Pippin: "Done."
[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.]
Merry: "Outside!"
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!"