LOTR The Fellowship of the Ring - Farewell Dear Bilbo

I suppose you think that was terribly clever. Come on, Gandalf. Did you see their faces? There are many magic rings in this world, Bilbo Baggins, and none of them should be used lightly. It was just a bit of fun. Oh, you're probably right, as usual. You will keep an eye on Frodo, won't you? Two eyes. As often as I can spare them. I'm leaving everything to him. What about this ring of yours? Is that staying, too? Yes, yes. It's in an envelope over there on the mantelpiece. Wait, it's here in my pocket. Isn't that? Isn't that all done? I keep it. And you should leave the ring behind, Bilbo. Is that so hard? Well, no. And yes. Now it comes to it. I don't feel like partying with it. It's mine. I found it. It came to me. There's no need to get angry. Well, if I'm angry, it's your fault. It's mine. Precious. It's been called that before, but not by you. How about business is it of yours what I do with my own things? I think you've had that ring quite long enough. You want it for yourself. Bilbo Baggins! Do not take me for some conjurer of cheap tricks. I am not trying to rob you. I'm trying to help you. Trust me. Let it go. You're right, Gandalf. The ring must go to Frodo. It's late. The road is long. Yes, it is time. Bilbo, the ring is still in your pocket. Yes. I've thought up an ending for my book. And he lives happily ever after. To the end of his days. And I'm sure you will, my dear friend. Goodbye, Gandalf.