Haven't you had any sleep, Mr. Frodo? I've gone and had too much. It must be getting late.
No, it isn't. It isn't midday yet. The days are growing darker.
Haven't you had any sleep, Mr. Frodo? I've gone and had too much. It must be getting late.
No, it isn't. It isn't midday yet. The days are growing darker.
Here.
What about you?
I'm not hungry. Leastways, not for lembas bread.
Sam...
Alright. We don't have that much left. We have to be careful or we're going to run out. You go ahead and eat that, Mr Frodo. I've rationed it. There should be enough.
For what?
The journey home.
Do you remember the Shire, Mr. Frodo? It'll be spring soon, and the orchards will be in blossom. And the birds will be nesting in the hazel thicket. And they'll be sowing the summer barley in the lower fields. Eating the first of the strawberries with cream. Do you remember the taste of strawberries?
No, Sam. I can't recall the taste of food, nor the sound of water, nor the touch of grass. Instead I'm... naked in the dark. There's nothing. No veil between me and the wheel of fire! I can see him... with my waking eyes!
Then let us be rid of it! Once and for all! Come on, Mr. Frodo. I can't carry it for you... but I can carry you! Come on!
Destroy it! Now! Throw it in the fire!
What are you waiting for? Just let it go!
The Ring is mine.
NO!!
It's gone! It's done!
Yes, Mr. Frodo. It's over now.
I can see the Shire. The Brandywine River. Bag End. Gandalf's fireworks, the lights, the party tree.
Rosie Cotton dancing. She had ribbons in her hair. If ever I was to marry someone... it would have been her. It would have been her!
I'm glad to be with you, Samwise Gamgee. Here, at the end of all things.
There and Back Again - A Hobbit's Tale by Bilbo Baggins and The Lord of the Rings by Frodo Baggins. You've finished it!
Not quite. There's room for a little more.
Farewell, my brave Hobbits. My work is now finished. Here at last, on the shores of the sea, comes the end of our Fellowship. I will not say "do not weep", for not all tears are an evil. It is time, Frodo.
What does he mean?
We set out to save the Shire, Sam, and it has been saved... but not for me.
You don't mean that! You can't leave!
The last pages are for you, Sam.
My dear Sam. You cannot always be torn in two. You have to be one and whole for many years. You have so much to enjoy, and to be, and to do. Your part in the journey will go on.
Well, I'm back.
Mr. Frodo, what is it?
It's been four years to the day since Weathertop, Sam. It's never really healed.
There and Back Again, A Hobbit's Tale by Bilbo Baggins. And The Lord of the Rings, by Frodo Baggins. [smiles] You finished it.
Not quite. [closes the Red Book] There's room for little more.