The Return of the King

"Wake up! Wake up! Wake up, sleepies! We must go, yes, must go at once!"

"Come on! Must go! No time!"

"No time to lose silly!"

"Come hobbitses. Very close now, very close to Mordor. No safe places here. Hurry."

"Too risky. Too risky. They're thieves. They stole it from us. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them both!"

"Master! Ahh!"

"Never! Smeagol wouldn't hurt a fly! Ahh! He's a hobbit, fat hobbit, who hates Smeagol, and he makes up nasty lies!"

The Two Towers

"They're thieves. They're thieves. They're filthy little thieves. Where is it? Where is it? They stole it from us, my precious. Curse them, we hates them! It's ours it is, and we wants it!"

"(shrieks) It burns! It burns us! It freezes! Nasty Elves twisted it! Take it off us! (more shrieks) (Sam: Quiet you!)"

"No! That would kill us! Kill us! (whimpers) (Sam: It's no more than you deserve!)"

"We be nice to them if they be nice to us. Take it off us! We swears to do what you want. We swears."

"We swears to serve the master of the precious. We swears on...on the Precious! gollum! gollum!"

"Yes, on the precious. On the precious."

"(Frodo: Do you know the way to Mordor) Yes. (Frodo: You've been there before.) Yes!"

"To the gate, to the gate, to the gate Master says! No, we won't go back, not there, not to him, they can't make us, gollum, gollum! But we swore to serve the master of the precious! No, ashes and dust, and ? there is, and pits pits pits, and orcses, thousands of orcses, and always the great eye watching, watching!"

"This way, hobbits! Follow me!"

"See? See? We've led you out! Hurry hobbitses, hurry!"

"Very lucky we find you."

"Nice hobbit!"

"Swamp, yes yes! Come master, we will take you on safe paths through the mist. Come hobbits come! We go quickly."

"I found it. I did. The way through the Marshes. Orcs don't use it, Orcs don't know it. They go round for miles and miles! Come, quickly, swift and quick as shadows we must be."

"No, no birdses to eat, crunchable birdses. We are famished, yes famished, we are, precious!"

"What is this? Is it tasty? (gags) It tries to chokes us! We can't eats hobbit food! We must starve!"

"Cruel hobbit! It does not care if we be hungry! It does not care if we should die! Not like Master. Master cares. Master knows."

"Once it takes hold of us, it never lets go."

"All dead. All rotten. Elves and Men and Orcses. A great battle, long ago. The Dead Marshes, yes, yes, that is the name! This way. Don't follow the lights!"

"Careful now, or hobbits go down to join the dead ones, and light little candles of their own!"

"Don't follow the lights!"

"So bright. So beautiful! Our precious!"

"Master should be resting, Master needs to keep up his strength."

"Musn't ask us, not it's business! Gollum, gollum!"

"Cold be heart and hand and bone and cold be travelers far from home."

"They do not see what lies ahead when sun has failed and moon is dead!"

"What did you call me?"

"My name, my name...Smeagol..."

"Hide! Hide!"

"They will see us, they will see us!"

"Dead, no, you cannot kill them, no!"

"Wraiths! Wraiths on wings!"

"They are calling for it, they are calling for the precious!"

"Hurry hobbits! The Black Gate is very close!"

"The black gate of Mordor!"

"Master says to show him the way into Mordor, so good Smeagol does, Master says so!"


"No! No! No, Master! They catch you, they catch you! Don't take it to him!"

"He wants the precious. Always, he is looking for it! And the precious is wanting to go back to him. But we mustn't let him have it."

"No! There's another way! More secret, a dark way."

"Because Master did not ask."

"Yes, there's a path, and some stairs, and then, a tunnel."

"Good Smeagol always helps."