Developers: If you ask it of us, we will give you the One Ring.
Steve Jobs: You offer it to me freely? I do not deny that my heart has greatly desired this.
[starts to grow dark]
Steve Jobs: In the place of a Dark Lord you would have a Queen! Not dark but beautiful and terrible as the Morn! Treacherous as the Seas! Stronger than the foundations of the Earth! All shall love me and despair!
[takes the ring]