NARRATOR: Frodo Baggins thought he had it all... a spacious hobbit-hole,
an inheritance to last a lifetime, even his own personal gardener. But years
of travel and a pipe-weed addiction brought it all crashing down around him.
Tonight, we'll ask friends...
SAMWISE: ...it was about that time he started hitting the lembas pretty hard.
He'd be on his fourth cake before second breakfast, he would...
NARRATOR: ...acquaintances...
INNKEEPER: ...left me inn without so much as a word, with 'orrible screamin'
goin' on at all hours of the night and the sheets and pillows all ripped to
shreds...
NARRATOR: ...and enemies...
GOLLUM: We hatess tricksy hobbittses!
NARRATOR: ...about this "Bad-boy of Bag-end," his meteoric rise, and crashing
fall.