#the taming of smeagol

‘So you have been there [to Mordor]?’ Frodo insisted. 'And you’re being drawn back there, aren’t you?’

'Yess. Yess. No!’ shrieked Gollum. 'Once, by accident it was, wasn’t it, precious? Yes, by accident. But we won’t go back, no, no!’ Then suddenly his voice and language changed, and he sobbed in his throat, and spoke but not to them. 'Leave me alone, gollum! You hurt me. O my poor hands, gollum! I, we, I don’t want to come back. I can’t find it. I am tired. I, we can’t find it, gollum, gollum, no, nowhere. They’re always awake. Dwarves, Men, and Elves, terrible Elves with bright eyes. I can’t find it. Ach!’ He got up and clenched his long hand into a bony fleshless knot, shaking it towards the East. 'We won’t!’ he cried. 'Not for you.’ Then he collapsed again. ’Gollum, gollum,’ he whimpered with his face to the ground. 'Don’t look at us! Go away! Go to sleep!’

'He will not go away or go to sleep at your command, Sméagol,’ said Frodo. 'But if you really wish to be free of him again, then you must help me. And that I fear means finding us a path towards him. But you need not go all the way, not beyond the gates of his land.’

Gollum sat up again and looked at him under his eyelids. 'He’s over there,’ he cackled. 'Always there. Orcs will take you all the way. Easy to find Orcs east of the River. Don’t ask Sméagol. Poor, poor Sméagol, he went away long ago. They took away his Precious, and he’s lost now.’

'Perhaps we’ll find him again, if you come with us,’ said Frodo.

'No, no, never! He’s lost his Precious,’ said Gollum. 

–J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers, “The Taming of Sméagol” (Art by Peter Xavier Price)