Yeesssss, My Precious. They thinks they's is tricksies with the words, but we knows the truth, Precioussss. They wants it, they do. They gots to have it. But its ours, Precious, yes, it is. But they wants it to, all shiny and new, and it looks so nice with all the Other Preciouses. It does. Preciouses and Preciouses, but we know where the -Real- Precious is, don't we Precious? And we ain'ts gonna tell...