EXT. MINAS TIRITH, COURT OF THE KINGS - NIGHT
PIPPIN watches as FARAMIR'S UNCONSCIOUS BODY is carried on
the STRETCHER by DENETHOR'S SERVANTS lead by DENETHOR . . . it
has the atmosphere of a FUNERAL.
INT. MINAS TIRITH, STEWARD'S TOMB - NIGHT
ANGLE ON: An IRON DOOR creaks OPEN . . . FARAMIR'S PROCESSION
enters a WIDE VAULTED CHAMBER.
The LANTERN LIG HT throws great SHADOWS upon the SHROUDED
WALLS of a wide VAULTED CHAMBER. ROW upon ROW of MARBLE TOMBS
are visible in the DIM LIGHT. Upon each TOMB lies a SLEEPING
FORM, carved in STONE, hands folded.
DENETHOR speaks in a HUSHED VOICE . . .
No tomb for Denethor and Faramir. No long
slow sleep of death embalmed . . . we shall
burn - like the heathen kings of old!
The SERVANTS place FARAMIR'S UNCONSCIOUS BODY on a STONE
TABLE in the centre of the CHAMBER. They stand, heads bowed
. . . as MOURNERS beside a bed of death.
DENETHOR turns to his SERVANTS.
Bring wood and oil . . .