"Gyaaaaah!" RDW squeaked/shouted, throwing his wings/arms up to cover his face/beak. He stumbled backwards a step, tried to block the rocks, lost his balance, and fell into the fires of Mount Doom. Since he was there before, he didn't incinerate, but sat down and played poker with
Gollum. Again. But this time, RDW didn't have to wait for his lawyer to call him back, for he knew his lawyer's number. His lawyer was none other than--Indiana Jones! RDW played a few games of poker just to remember old times, then called up ol' Indy.
"Hello?" Indy answered the phone.
"Yo, Indy my homie, wass up?" RDW said in his best gangster voice.
"Hey dude," Indy said in his best surfer voice. "How's it hangin'?"
"Not very well, thank you," said RDW, switching over to a French accent.
"Well, how sad for you," said Indy, switching over to a British accent.
"Get me out of here, man! It's like, game over man, game over!" said RDW, trying to imitate that one dude from Aliens.
"Whoa, like, chill, dude," said Indy, trying to imatate Chong. "Like, just be groovy. I'll get you out, man."
They hung up.
And Indy's hovercraft came to rescue RDW and Gollum.