So bright... So beautiful... Ah, Precious...

What did you say?

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

[approaches him]

Who are you?

Mustn't ask us, not it's business. Gollum, gollum.

Gandalf told me you were one of the River-folk.

[muttering to himself]

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

He said your life was a sad story.

"They do not see what lies ahead, when Sun has failed and Moon is dead."

You were not so very different from a Hobbit once, were you... Smèagol?

[looks up]

...What did you call me?

That was your name once, wasn't it? A long time ago.

My name? My name... Smèagol.