Gollum:
My precious. It is my precious. Hello, my precious. Bless us and splash us. Food for my precious.
[Bilbo in the background is heard]
Gollum:
Eggs and bacon. Spoons all polished. Warm muffins and sweet butter. GOLLUM: What is that noise, my precious? My precious does not know.
Bilbo Baggins:
[Bilbo see a shiny gold ring in the dirt]
Bless my soul! Hello! What's this? Nice souvenir to show the neighbors back home. If I ever get home.
[Sees Gollum]
Bilbo Baggins:
Who are you?
Gollum:
Bless us, my precious. A tasty morsel it would make us. What is it, my precious?
Bilbo Baggins:
I am Mr. Bilbo Baggins. I've lost my dwarves, my wizard and my way.
[Gollum moves closer]
Bilbo Baggins:
Mind you, I'm armed with an elvish blade! That's better. Perhaps you know the way out?
Gollum:
But perhaps we sits here... and chats with it a bitsy, my precious? It... likes... riddles?
Bilbo Baggins:
Do I like riddles? Well, yes, after a fashion.
Gollum:
It must have a competition with us. If precious asks and it doesn't answer... we eats it, my precious.
Bilbo Baggins:
Oh, I say!
Gollum:
But if it asks us... and we doesn't answer... then we... shows it... the way out!
Bilbo Baggins:
It seems I have no choice.
Gollum:
My precious... we makes the first riddle. Voiceless, it cries. Wingless, flutters. Toothless, bites. Mouthless, mutters. Can it... guess... the answer?
Bilbo Baggins:
Half a moment.
Gollum:
Is it nice, my precious? Is it juicy? Gooey? Yucky? Is it scrumptious?
Bilbo Baggins:
If you please! Wind! Wind is the answer. Now, my turn. A box without hinges, key or lid. Yet golden treasure inside is hid
Gollum:
Let us give us a chance, my precious. Eggs! Eggs, it is!
Bilbo Baggins:
Oh, bother!
Gollum:
Us now! Now us, my precious.
Bilbo Baggins:
I'm a quiver with anticipation!
Gollum:
Now... This thing, alls things devours. Birds, beasts, trees, flowers. Gnaws iron, bites steel. Grinds hard stones to meal. Slays king, ruins town And beats high mountain down
Bilbo Baggins:
Well, interesting. Yes, now, let me see.
Gollum:
What does it answer? What does it answer?
Bilbo Baggins:
Just a moment now!
Gollum:
My precious... will it taste delicious? It will!
Bilbo Baggins:
Give me some time.
Gollum:
What? What does it say?
Bilbo Baggins:
I said time! Time! Whatever is the matter?
Gollum:
It guess! Time is the answer!
Bilbo Baggins:
It is? I knew it all along. That's an old one. Well, fun's fun. Now, couldn't we get out of here?
Gollum:
It's got to ask us another riddle, my precious!
Bilbo Baggins:
Blast, I can't think of another one.
Gollum:
Ask! Ask!
Bilbo Baggins:
Oh, very well. What have I got in my pocket?
Gollum:
Not fair! Not fair to ask my precious... what it's got in its nasty... little pocketeses!
Bilbo Baggins:
I'm sorry. That's my riddle. And if you can't guess it, you lose and show me out!
Gollum:
My precious loses! But first... my precious shows it... his something pretty.
Bilbo Baggins:
You wish to show me something
Gollum:
My birthday present.
Bilbo Baggins:
Wait! Where are you going?
Gollum:
My precious finds a ring... on his birthday... long ago. A golden ring. A magic ring! We must get my precious' birthday present from its hiding place.
Bilbo Baggins:
Now what? He'll never guess my pocket contained this.
[Bilbo puts the ring on and turns invisible]
Bilbo Baggins:
Bless my soul!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:38