Frodo's decision

The fellowship of the ring is made

Frodo:

I will take the ring to Mordor. Though I do not know the way.

Gandalf:

I will help you bear this burden for as long as it is yours to bear.

Aragorn:

If by my life or my death I can protect you, I will. (kneels in front of Frodo) You have my sword.

Legolas:

And my bow.

Gimli:

And my axe.

Boromir:

You carry the fate of us all, little one. But if this is truly the will of the council, Gondor will see it done.

Sam:

(runs in) Hey! Mr. Frodo's not going anywhere without me. (takes his place beside Frodo)

Elrond:

Indeed, it is hardly possible to separate the two of you, even when he is summoned to a secret council and you are not.

Merry and Merry:

barge in

Merry:

We're going, too! You'd have to send us home tied up in a sack to keep us away.

Pippin:

Anyway, you need people of intelligence on this sort of mission. Quest. Thing.

Merry:

Well, that rules you out, Pip.

Elrond:

Nine companions. So be it. You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring.

Pippin:

Great. Now, where are we going?

Bilbo:

(gives Frodo his old sword and armor) My old sword, Sting. Take it, take it!

Frodo:

It's so light!

Bilbo:

Yes. Made by the elves, you know. The blade glows blue when orcs are close. And it's times like those, dear boy, you have to be extra careful. Here's a pretty thing. (holds up a chainmail vest) As light as a feather, and as hard as dragon scales. Let me see you put it on.

Frodo:

starts to take off his shirt

Bilbo:

Oh, my old ring. I should very much like to hold it again, one last time.

Frodo:

buttons up his shirt again

Bilbo:

(has an evil moment, then recovers) I'm sorry I brought this upon you, my boy. I'm sorry you must carry this burden. I'm sorry for everything!