The Fellowship are walking up the snowy slopes of the mountain. Frodo stumbles, falls and rolls back down the slope
ARAGORN: Frodo! (he catches him and picks him up)
Frodo brushes the snow off himself, and notices that the Ring is no longer handing round his neck. Further up the mountain the Ring is picked up on its chain. Frodo looks concerned. Boromir holds the Ring dangling in front of his face in awe. Gandalf turns around. Everyone looks concerned
ARAGORN: Boromir
BOROMIR: It is a strange fate that we should suffer so much fear and doubt over so small a thing (he is mesmerised by it) such a little thing (he raises his hand to touch the Ring dangling on the chain)
ARAGORN: (urgently) Boromir! (Boromir abruptly stops, halted from his isolation) Give the Ring to Frodo
BOROMIR: (looking shocked and walks to a worried Frodo and holds out the Ring. Frodo snatches it from him) as you wish! I care not (he grins, hestitates as he sees Aragorn's face, laughs and ruffles Frodo's hair, before walking off)
