(Later on, Frodo is walking alone on the games field, when he spies something crawling on one of the benches.)

FRODO: Wha? (He picks it up. Its some kind of star shaped organism. He stares at it, confused, until-)

COACH: HEY!

FRODO: (Jumps and turns around.) Y-yes sir?

COACH: What are you doing?

FRODO: Um I was just walking and eating my lunch, sir.

COACH: This aint the canteen son.

FRODO: Yes sir. Im sorry sir. (Turns to leave)

COACH: Wait- whats your name?

FRODO: Um, Frodo Baggins, sir.

COACH: You dont participate in any sports here son, do you?

FRODO: I dont think a person should run unless hes being chased.

CASEY: (Shouting somewhere from off set) Hey, thats MY line!

FRODO: Um I dont think-

COACH: Yes?

FRODO: That- that a hobbit should run on a full stomach! (Turns and flees shouting 'Help!' until he trips and falls over and lays there, in the distance)

COACH: (Laughs quietly to himself) On an empty stomache, eh? I like that...