(When the play starts again, Galadriel comes out on the side of the stage. Music starts.)

Galadriel: Three Collars for the Elven-kings under the stars. Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their realms of stone. Nine for Mortal Men doomed to perish, in the Land of Mordork, where shadows lie. (Curtain opens to Mordork.) One Collar to rule them all. One Collar to find them. One Collar to bring them all and in the darkness bind them in the Land of Mordork, where shadows lie.

(Galadriel walks off. Sauron comes in.)

Galadriel: (Offstage.) This is Mordork, in the Second Age, long before Bilbo found the One Collar.

Sauron: Hello. I am the Dark Lord Sauron. Today, I am bored. What should I do to have fun? (Paces, thinking. Gets an idea and stops.) Aha! I've got it! I will take over the world! (Paces, thinking again.) The Men have their Collars. The Elves have theirs. So do the Dwarves. When the Men made theirs, they were going to die, so I'll turn them into Collarwraiths. Wait! (Stops.) I'll turn them into Collarwraiths! That's it! I'll make the One Collar to rule them all!

(He goes offstage.)

Sauron: (Offstage.) No. That's not it.

(A collar flies across the stage.)

Sauron: (Offstage.) Not that one, either.

(Another flies across the stage.)

Sauron: (Offstage.) Nope.

(Another flies across the stage.)

Sauron: (Offstage.) Aha! I have it! (Evil laugh.)

(The curtain closes. Galadriel goes back to where she was.)