"Wicked masster! Wicked masster cheats us; cheats Smeagol, gollum. He musstn't go that way. He musstn't hurt Precious. Give it to Smeagol, yess, give it to us! Give it to uss!"
- To Frodo in The Lord of the Rings, book 6, chapter 3.
"Don't kill us. Don't hurt us with nassty cruel steel! Let us live, yes, live just a little longer. Lost lost! We're lost! And when Precious goes we'll die, yes, die into the dust. Dusst!"
- To Sam in The Lord of the Rings, book 6, chapter 3.
"Sssss, praps ye sits here and chats with it a bitsy my preciousss. It like riddles, praps it does, does it?"
- To Bilbo in The Hobbit, from the chapter entitled 'Riddles in the Dark'
"Does it guess easy? It must have a competition with us my preciouss! If precious asks, and it doesn't answer, we eats it my preciousss. If it asks us and we doesn't answer, then we does what it wants, eh?
We shows it the way out, yes!"
- To Bilbo in The Hobbit, from the chapter entitled 'Riddles in the Dark'
" Not fair! Not fair! It isn't fair, my precious, is it, to ask us what it's got in it's nassty little pocketses?"
- To Bilbo in The Hobbit, from the chapter entitled 'Riddles in the Dark'
"Where is it? Where iss it? Losst it is, my precious, lost, lost! Curse us and crush us, my precious is lost!"
- To Bilbo in The Hobbit, from the chapter entitled 'Riddles in the Dark'
"Thief, thief, thief! Baggins! We hates it, we hates it, we hates it for ever!"
- To Bilbo in The Hobbit, from the chapter entitled 'Riddles in the Dark'
"Curse it! Curse it! Curse it! Curse the Baggins! It's gone! What has it got in it's pocketses? Oh we guess, we guess, my precious. He's found it, yes he must have. My birthday present."
- To Bilbo in The Hobbit, from the chapter entitled 'Riddles in the Dark'