[Frodo and Sam are lowering themselvs down a cliff]
Sam: Can you see the bottom?
Frodo: No. Don't look down, Sam, just keep going!
Sam: [drops a small box] Ouagh! Catch It! Grab it, Mr. Frodo!
[Frodo catches it, loses his grip and then lands on the ground]
Frodo: I think I found the bottom.
Sam: It's not natural. None of it.
Frodo: What's in this?
Sam: Nothin'. Just a bit of seasoning. I thought maybe if we was havin' a roast chicken one night or something...
Frodo: Roast chicken?
Sam: You never know.