THE BEAR WENT OVER THE MOUNTAIN:

The next day found the Fellowship found itself plodding up CAT's lower slopes. Frodo kept falling behind. Then he tumbled downhill, straight into Trotter's arms

FRODO: I lost the Ring.

BOROMIR: Here it is. Finders keepers losers wee—

Boromir caught sight of Trotter's sword.

BOROMIR: Uhh, never mind. You can have it, Frodo.