Naughty little fly! Why does it cry? Caught in a web! Soon you'll be...eaten.
7th most-quoted character in The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King (2003): in 10 of its 108 quotes
Most scenes with: Frodo Baggins (4), Samwise Gamgee (3), Treebeard (2)
They cursed us. Murderer they called us. they cursed us, and drove us away. And we wept precious, we wept to be so alone. And we forgots the taste of bread, the sound of trees, the softness of the wind. We even forgot our own name. My precious.
More lines from Gollum
2 quotesClever hobbits to climb so high!
Scenes with Gollum
7 scenesGive us that, D?agol, my love.
Why?
Because it's my birthday...and I wants it.
They knows, they knows! They suspects us!
What's it saying, my Precious, my love? Is Smeagol losing his nerve?
No! Not! Never! Smeagol hates nasty Hobbitses! Smeagol wants to see them... dead!
And we will. Smeagol did it once, he can do it again.
It's ours! Ours! [Panicking suddenly] We must get the Precious, we must get it back!
Patience! patience, my love. First we must lead them to her.
We lead them to the winding stairs.
Yes, the stairs, and then?
Up, up, up the stairs we go until we come to... the tunnel!
And when they go in, there's no coming out. She's always hungry, she always needs to feed. She must eat, all She gets is filthy Orcses.
And they doesn't taste very nice, does they, Precious?
No, not very nice at all, my love. She hungers for sweeter meats. Hobbit meat. And when She throws away the bones and the empty clothes, we will find it!
And take it for meeee!
For us.
Yes, we, we meant for us.
The Precious will be ours once the Hobbitses are dead.
Too risky, too risky.
The thieves! They stole it from us. Kill them. Kill them. kill them both!
No!
Shhh! Quiet! Mustn't wake them, mustn't ruin it now!
But they knows, they knows. They suspects us! [walks to the nearby pond. Smeagol looks at his own reflection who is actually Gollum]
What's it saying, my Precious, my love? Is Sméagol losing his nerve?
No! Not! Never! Sméagol hates nasty Hobbitses! Smeagol wants to see them...dead.
And we will. Sméagol did it once, he can do it again. It's ours. Ours!
We must get the Precious. We must get it back!
Patience! Patience, my love. First we must lead them to her.
Sméagol We lead them to the winding stair.
Gollum Yes, the stairs. And then?
Up, up, up, up, up the stairs we go. Until we come to...the tunnel!
Gollum And when they go in, there's no coming out. She's always hungry, she always needs to feed. She must eat, all she gets filthy Orcses.
And they doesn't taste very nice, does they, Precious?
Gollum No...not very nice at all, my love. She hungers for sweeter meats. Hobbit meat. And when she throws away the bones, and the empty clothes, then we will find it!
And take it for me!
For us.
Yes, we...we meant for us.
Gollum! Gollum! The Precious will be ours...once the Hobbitses are dead! [sees Sam's reflection over his shoulder, having heard everything]
You treacherous little toad! [hits Gollum and begins strangling him]
No! No! Master!
I heard it from his own mouth! He means to murder us!
Never! Sméagol wouldn't hurt a fly! [screams] He's a horrid, fat Hobbit, who hates poor Sméagol, and who makes up nasty lies!
You miserable little maggot! I'll stove your head in!! [lunges at Sméagol, but Frodo restrains him] Call me a liar?! You're a liar!
You scare him off, we're lost!
I don't care! I can't do it, Mr. Frodo, I won't wait around for him to kill us!
I'm not sending him away.
You don't see it, do you? He's a villain.
We can't do this by ourselves, Sam. Not without a guide. I need you on my side.
I'm on your side, Mr. Frodo.
I know, Sam. I know. Trust me. Come, Sméagol.
[Smeagol follows Frodo and looks at Sam; Gollum grins evilly at Sam]
Must be getting near teatime. Leastways it would be in decent places where there is still teatime.
We're not in decent places.
It's just a feeling. I don't think I'll be coming back.
Yes, you will. Of course you will. That's just morbid thinking. We're going there and back again, just like Mr. Bilbo. You'll see.
These lands once belonged to the Kingdom of Gondor. Long ago, when there was a king.
Mr. Frodo, look! The king's got a crown again.
This way, Hobbitses! Follow me!
Master? Master carries heavy burden. Sméagol knows. Heavy, heavy burden. Fat one cannot know. Sméagol look after Master. [puts his hand on Frodo's head] He wants it. [as Sméagol] He needs it. Sméagol sees it in his eye. Very soon, he will ask you for it. You will see. [as Gollum] The fat one will take it from you.
[Frodo looks at Sam suspiciously]
What are you up to? Sneaking off, are we?
Sneaking? [indignant] S-Sneaking?! Fat hobbit is always so polite. Sméagol shows them secret ways that nobody else could find, and they say "sneak"! Sneak?! Very nice friend. Oh, yes, my precious. Very nice, very nice...
All right! All right. You just startled me is all. What were you doing?
Sneaking.
Fine. Have it your own way. [wakes Frodo] I'm sorry to wake you, Mr. Frodo. We have to be moving on.
It's dark still.
It's always dark here. [notices the bread is missing] It's gone. The Elvin bread!
What?! That's all we have left!
Sméagol?! No, no, not poor Sméagol. Sméagol hates nasty Elf bread.
You're a lying rat! What did you do with it?!
He doesn't eat it. He can't have taken it.
Look. What's this? [takes the crumbs off the jacket and gasps] Crumbs on his jacketses! He took it! He took it! I've seen him. He's always stuffing his face when Master's not looking.
That's a filthy lie! [punches Gollum] You stinking, two-faced sneak!
Sam! Stop it! Sam! [pulls Sam away from Gollum] Sam! No!
Oh, my! I'm sorry. I didn't mean it to go so far. I was just so, so angry. Here, let's, let's just rest a bit.
I'm all right.
No. You're not all right. You're exhausted. It's that Gollum. It's this place. It's that thing around your neck! I could help a bit. I could carry it for a while. [the words echo in Frodo's mind] Carry it for a while...I could carry it...I could carry it...Share the load...Share the load...The load...The load...
I don't want to keep it! I just want to help.
See? See? He wants it for himself.
No, Sam. It's you. I'm sorry, Sam.
You can't help me anymore.
Go home.
[Sam breaks down crying, as Frodo and Gollum leave to continue their climb to Mordor]
Mustn't go that way! Mustn't hurt the Precious!
You swore! You swore on the Precious!
Oooh...
Sméagol promised!
Sméagol lied.








