"My precioussss. It came to me! My love, my own!" Was just one of the rambling sentences that came from the mouth of Gollum as he sat in his dark cave. The gentle dripping of water was the only sound that could be heard besides Gollum's harsh breathing and speech. "They wants it! But we haves it! Don't worry precious, they won't find out how we gots it." The creature suddenly frowned. "We didn't do it. You dids it." It said bitterly. "But I am you! We is one! We kill him!" Gollum began to get angry with Smeagol. "You knows we dids it! Don't deny want is true precious!" "No! Deagol had the ring. You wants it. You tries to get it. You kill him! You kill him!" Smeagol began to shudder, "No! You did it! It was your hands around his neck! You are murderer! Murderer!" "No, no!" Smeagol screamed and scuttled of to sob on the cold stone floor of his home.

"Smeagol. Smeagol! Why does he cry Smeagol?" Gollum said harshly. "Go away!" "Go away!" Gollum mimics. "I hates you!" moans Smeagol. "Doesn't matter whether you hate me or not precious." Began Gollum. "We is stuck together. And we both knows there are secrets we must keep. Forever and ever." "Forever and ever." Smeagol breathed, and then continued to sob. As long as he had the ring, it would be forever and ever. A long time to wait to die.