(Russ)
Odd Narrator: Meanwhile the hobbits ran on as fast as their short little stubby excuse for legs would allow. They followed the path of the running stream westward and up toward the foot of the mountains, deeper and deeper into Fangorn. A queer. . .
Merry: (snicker)
O.N.: Watch it short stuff! any way, an UNUSUAL feeling came over them, as if the air were too thin or scanty for breathing.
Merry: (stopping) I can't go on like this, I have this UNUSUAL feeling coming over me!
Pippin: As if the air were too thin or scanty for breathing?
Merry: Yes! That's it exactly!
Pippin: Well, let's have a drink and a rest then figure out what to do.
(Both drink deeply from the stream)
Pippin: So now what? Naked time?
Merry: Beat's me.. . I mean NO! At least not here.
Pippin: (sigh)
Merry: Hey, would you get a load of this place?
Pippin: It's a forest, so what?
Merry: Yeah, but look at that tree over there, It's wearing trousers and a polo shirt.
Pippin: Huh? No look, it's just old leaves carefully crafted to LOOK like trousers and a polo shirt.
Merry: Whew! I thought I was seeing things!
Pippin: I know, but while you were drinking I took a short look around, I thought that this tree here had sideburns and a goatee, but look when I pull it. (pulls beard)
Voice: Ow!
Pippin: See nothing, just a bunch of lichen that LOOKS like a beard!
Merry: Um, Pip, didn't you hea. . .
Pippin: Well, we had better get moving on.
Merry: Yeah but, . . .
Odd Narrator: The hobbits wandered at length through the old forest until, after climbing a long hill, the broke out into clean air under clear skys. Atop the hill save for an ordinary looking tree with ordinary looking crinkled sparkling eyes, wide nose, flat ears, kind mouth, shaggy hair and beard, Ray Bans and Adidas. And so it was quite understandable that our hobbits thought nothing about it, the tree I mean.
(Idril)
Merry: Nice view, we're not that far into the forest.
Pippin: Yes the old shaggy forest looks different in the sunlight... very nice.
Merry: You know what this old place needs?
Pippin: Merry, if the words, "Condo", "Strip Mall" or "water park" come out of your mouth I'm going to knock your teeth down your throat. I'm tired of being eaten by trees and having avalanches fall on top of me.
Merry: Never mind.
Pippin: As for me, I think this forest is JUST PERFECT EXACTLY LIKE IT IS!
Treebeard: That is soo groovy, man, 'cause I think it's just perfect exactly like it is too.
Odd Narrator: The hobbits suddenly found themselves being lifted up into the arms of the biggest, most shaggy person they'd ever seen. Oh yeah, and he looked like a tree.
Treebeard: I thought you were orcs there for a minute, but your auras are way too blue for that.
Odd Narrator: Oh yeah, and he had really deep brown eyes... like he had an old soul if you go for all that new age stuff.
Pippin: Oh my! Who are you? And what are you?
Treebeard: Peace, little brothers! Let's see, what do those establishment squares call me... oh yeah... I'm an ent. Fangorn is my name but you can call me Treebeard.
Merry: Were you named after the forest?
Treebeard: Wrong way around, my friend. Now, what are you? I used to teach zoology to the entings, but I can't place you... let's see...
Learn now the lore of the Living Creatures!
First name the four, the free peoples:
The original flower-children, the happy elves;
Dwarf the delver, squarer than square;
Us old ents, chillin' through the ages;
Then there's "The Man", harshing everybody's groove;
How did it go?
Do do do du do do do... Sockittomesockittomesockittome...
Hmmm... I don't think you're in the lists anywhere. Bummer.
Merry: That's because we're obscure.
Pippin: Put us in after Man: Weed-smokin' hobbits; always got the munchies.
Treebeard: Hey that's cool, man. I can dig it.
(BunnieBugs)
Merry: Not "man," we're hobbits!
Treebeard: That doesn't sound like an elvish word. Who call you hobbits?
Pippin: We call ourselves that.
Treebeard: Far out! But the vibe I'm getting is that you might slip and give out your own right names any second...
Merry: You'd be right about that. I'm Meriadoc Brandybuck, but most just call me Merry.
Pippin: And I'm Peregrin Took, but you can call me Pippin, or even Pip.
Treebeard: Groovy. Merry and Pippin it is. But I won't spill my own name just yet. I've been around a long time, communing with nature and the cosmos and everything, and my name is like all of that wrapped into one really long word. It's cool, but it takes too long to say, unless you've got some time to kill...
Merry and Pippin: We'll pass!
Treebeard: Well, then, what's happenin', man?
Pippin: We're not men, remember?
Treebeard: Just an expression, don't freak. Anyway, I hear a lot of changes in the universe when I'm meditating, but it's all static; doesn't come in clear. What's Gandalf up to? And what's up with Saruman and those orcs? They're really bringing me down.
Merry: I'm not sure how much we should tell you. Whose side are you on, anyway?
Treebeard: The side of peace and love, of course!
Merry: And Gandalf is your friend?
Treebeard: Man, he's the coolest.
Pippin: Then I guess you should know that Gandalf's dead.
Treebeard: Wow, I don't know what to say. That's heavy, man, heavy. Let's go rap some more at my pad.
Merry: Is it far?
Treebeard: Maybe, maybe not. Why?
Merry: We've lost all our stuff, and we don't have much food.
Treebeard: Free your mind, little brother! I got it covered! Let's split!
(merithehobbit)
Odd Narrator: So the hobbits Merry and Pippin, cradled in the arms of Treebeard, were transported step by giant Ent step through the forest towards Treebeards home..
Treebeard: Man, what is with this dude? It is a PAD..
Odd Narrator: Fine.. towards his.. er.. Pad... The hobbits were quiet for some time, and then Pippin ventured to speak.
Pippin: Huh? Oh.. [whispers] Line..? Oh.. Ok.. Please Treebeard.. question for you. Why did Celeborn warn us against your forest? He told us it was too scary and dangerous.
Treebeard: HAH! That Celeborn.. what a tease... Have you been to Laurelindoreanan then? FAR OUT.. But little bro's.. I would'a told you to stay clear of Celeborn and the Flower Queen.. he has a great stash of some rather mind altering hallucinogens himself... And the little lady well, we used to call her Dreamflower... she casts a wicked spell, and can make a straight man queer.. or was it a queer man straight.. Mungidie Moogaah dinglelinglie daankwork..sippidy...zippidy doo dahh dayyy...
Merry: What the heck?
Pippin: He is tripping?
Treebeard: Noo not trippin... just having a flashback.. things have changed since Celeborn was young... but I just love to say weird things for fun.. cause ya know I am an Ent.. and we herd trees.. but little bro's.. it takes a long time to herd trees... so we just kick back and think of fun words to say..
(aneya26)
Odd Narrator: Then Treebeard fell silent and strode along like a true nature's child, being a tree and all. Then Merry and Pippin noticed him chanting to them:
Treebeard:
All the leaves are brown
And the sky is grey.
I went for a waaa..aalk
On a winter's day.
Merry: Hey, that's a catchy tune you got there. Mind if I join in?
Treebeard: Naw, my brother, do your own thing.
Merry: Okay. Here goes...
(Idril)
Merry sings:
C'mon people, now
smile on your brother,
ev'ry-body get together,
try to love one another right now.
Pippin: Yea! This is fun!
Odd Narrator: After a time they arrived at Treebeard's pad, which was exceedingly strange, being constructed... or I should say grown... entirely from living trees directly under a miniature waterfall. After Treebeard took a quick shower, he sat the hobbits on his tall stone table and gave them each a drink in a wooden bowl.
Merry: What's this?
Treebeard: It is entdraught, it should cure those munchies.
Pippin: Tastes like Koolaid!
Merry: What's Koolaid? (drinks his)
Pippin: I'm not sure, but that's what it tastes like.
Odd Narrator: The hobbits quickly emptied their bowls, and Treebeard drained his huge bowl in one long draught. Soon they felt less weary and hungry and...
Merry: Wow! Your hair is wiggling!
Pippin: Omygosh! And my feet are WAAAY down there!
Merry: Ohhh... pretty colors.
Pippin: This is great! Can we have some more?
Treebeard: Whoa, little brothers, we'd better chill. Too much of a good thing can lead to a bad trip, you know.
(aneya26)
Odd Narrator: Now Treebeard asked the hobbits to tell him about the Shire, and he listened with great interest.
Treebeard: Far out, my bruthas! Say, have you all seen any Ents out there? Well, not exactly Ents. We call our chicks Entwives. That's who I'm talkin' about.
Pippin: I don't know. Do they look like you?
Treebeard: Well, not exactly. They'd be wearin' long dresses and beads around their branches. See, they thing is they'd be diggin' your part of Middle-Earth. I was just wonderin'. [Starts singing to himself.]
Where have all the Entwives gone? Long time passing.
Where have all the Entwives gone? Long time ago.
Where have all their flowers gone?
War came through, done gone and smashed 'em, ev'ry one.
When will they ever learn?
Pippin: That songs gets me right here. [pointing to his heart]
Merry: Yea...kinda brings a tear to your eye.
Pippin: Yea...
Treebeard: Hm, hoom. So what's been goin' on with that crazy cat Saruman? That guy is on one serious ego trip.
(Idril)
Odd Narrator: The hobbits then told Treebeard all about their journey from the Shire, and answered a great many questions regarding Gandalf and Saruman (the latter of whom, Treebeard referred to as "The Man") The hobbits knew little of The Man, except that Ugluk had referred to him as his master.
Treebeard: I can grok that, little bro's. I know you're holding out on me a bit, but that's cool. Secrecy is Gandalf's thing. I know there's something heavy going down... I just hope you all don't get busted.
Merry: What about you and the other ents?
Treebeard: Oh all that military-industrial-complex scene is not our bag. We ents do our thing, and everyone else does their thing. We're not in this world to live up to their expectations, and they're not in this world to live up to ours. You are you, and we are ourselves, and if by chance we find each other, it's beautiful.
That's been our philosophy through the ages, but now with Saruman going psycho on us, it's going to be hard to stay mellow. We're not talking about a war in some foreign country now, but injustice on our own campus. I wondered how so many orcs got jazzed up enough to come trolling through Fangorn. I see now that they've been Saruman's Moonies all along. And he's been breeding orcs and humans, which is taking the free-love concept way too far.
We thought he was a righteous cat at first, but now I see that he's a fascist and a crook. I think it's time we tried to fight City Hall. Down with Saurman! We won't be fooled again!
Odd Narrator: With those last words Treebeard stood up and shook his fist, and the hobbits were frightened by his sudden anger.
Treebeard: (Sigh) Now old man, don't flip out and lose your cool! I'm sorry about the bad vibes, bro's. I need to stand under the water for a little bit and say my Mantra.
(aneya26)
Odd Narrator: After some time, the hobbits heard Treebeard murmuring again, as if counting something.
Treebeard: Not many of us first Ents left. There's myself, and two others. Hemplock and Loudbark are their Elvish names. Hemplock is of no help these days. That bruhtha ain't right. He be talking about seeing pink oliphaunts and waving his branches in front of his face saying..."Oh man, they're trailing". When he's like that, the Orcs come along and grab his stash for Saruman.
[Pauses and takes a breath]
Then there's Loudbark. The Orcs realized his name was worse than his bite, and now they've damaged his goods. Now he's no better than Hemplock. But maybe I can convince some of the younger Ents to help.
Pippin: So where are all the others, did they die?
Treebeard: No, some have just went to the Dark Side. The force is no longer with them. Then there's the fact that there aren't any Entings, or grass rats around.
Pippin: Why's that?
Treebeard: Do you know about the "birds and the bees", my little soul biscuit?
Pippin: Birds and the bees?
Treebeard: Yea...free love?
Merry: Yea, Pip...you know..[nudge, nudge]
Pippin: Oh YEAH!!!
Treebeard: Now, there's no yin to our yang, no jelly to our peanut butter....
Pippin: What?
Merry: He's saying there's no women around. Sheesh! All this time with "just the guys" has really been messing with you, hasn't it Pip.
Pippin: NO! I still think about hobbit lasses...all the time. Yea, I'm secure in my hobbit-hood, so back off.
Treebeard: You bruhthas gotta chill out. I just be missin' the ladies. Those chicks were groovy in a far out kind of way. They used to plant flowers and such. Then they got wasted in their gardens and decided to leave our commune. Man, that Moon Unit Fimbrethel was one fine chicky-mama. I began to miss her, so I wandered off lookin' for her and shoutin' her name. No luck. And I even had a nice mood ring picked out for her. Maybe our paths will meet again. Ya know, the Elves wrote a song about this to drown our sorrows in. Like to hear it? Here it goes!
My Entwife lies over the ocean
My Entwife lies over the sea.
My Entwife lies over the ocean
O bring back my Entwife to me.
Bring back, bring back,
O bring back my Entwife to me,to me
Bring back, bring back,
O bring back my Entwife to me.
Pippin: ZZZZZZZZZZZZ...tomatoes, sausages, nice crispy bacon...ZZZZZZZZ
Merry: PIPPIN!!! [elbowing Pippin in the stomach]
Pippin: Snopft...snopft [wipes drool off his face]
Treebeard: Ah yes, it's beddy-bye time. You guys go on and climb into bed. I'll just stand here in the rain. Kinda reminds me of Woodstock.
(merithehobbit)
Pippin: Look Merry! A little nest for us to rest in! All fresh scented and warm.. like after the laundry is done!
Merry: Oh.. how fun! And this just seems so appropriate don't you think? We are these little tiny creatures... amongst a giant talking tree.. and now a nest for us!
Pippin: Whatever, don't get carried away.. then everyone will call you Pip-Squeak too!
Merry: No way.. you'll always be a Pip-Squeak.. maybe it should be Pip-cheep! Ha.. ha..[yawn] listen to all that tinkling of water.. makes me tired.
Pippin: Yeah.. good thing we already took a pee! [yawn] ZZZZZZZ!
Merry: ZZZZZZZZZZ
(BadWargMama)
Treebeard sings:
Words are flowing out of me like syrup on a winter day
They're groovin' slowly as they slip away across ol' Fangorn's lips
Words unhasty, thoughts so slow are drifting through my sleepy mind.
Making hobbits drift off to sleep.
hoom huru hooro om.
Time is gonna change my world,
Time is gonna change my world,
Time is gonna change my world,
Time is gonna change my world.
Images of huorn wood that dance before us with a million eyes,
They call us on and on across the dark Fangorn.
They meander like a restless wind without a shepherd ent,
They bumble blindly as they make their way across the dark Fangorn.
hoom huru hooro om.
Time is gonna change my world,
Time is gonna change my world,
Time is gonna change my world,
Time is gonna change my world.
Sounds of laughter entwife love are ringing through my memory,
Exciting and arrousing me.
Erotic fantasy of her limbs around me like a million suns,
It calls me on and on across the dark Fangorn.
hoom huru hooro om.
Time is gonna change my world,
Time is gonna change my world,
Time is gonna change my world,
Time is gonna change my world.
hoom huru hooro,
hoom huru hooro,
hoom huru hooro ...
(Thranduilion)
English Major Narrator: The cool sun slanted down through shreds of high clouds overhead and fell delicately on the faces of our two hobbits, causing the cheerful Lilliputian protagonists to blink their eyes open sleepily. They yawned and stretched and stumbled blearily but jovially over to a large pedestal filled with clean water to take their morning bath.
Pippin: It's NAKED TIME!!!! Hooray!!!
Merry: Any other time I might disagree, Pip, but this morning I'm feeling strangely [chirp] agreeable! [flutterflutter]
Pippin: Whoa, bro, what's with the fluttering? [chirp] Hey, [SQUEAK] I'm [flutter] doing it too!
Merry [doubling over in laughter]: Look at your back, you're [tweet] sprouting feathers! HAHAHAHAW [squawk] [flutter]
Pippin [stumbling and clutching his sides in hilarity]: Look at you, Merry! [flutterflu-] You've got - are those [chirp] WINGS??!! HAWHAW[SNORK]HAHAWHAW!
English Major Narrator: Just then the groovy anthropomorphic tree came striding into view and saw the bemused and amused halflings splashing in the birdbath.
Treebeard: Sorry I've been away, kids, I was just chillin' with the risin' sun, you dig? Kids? Oh, groovy, you've found the bitchin' birdbath I made! Really works, don't it, man?
EMN: Merry and Pippin were beginning to panic as they continued sprouting bird-like appendages all over their body, and Treebeard noted their agitation.
Treebeard: Hey, don't go ape, man, it's only temporary! Here, come out of there and we can rap over there on the table and drink our breakfast, can you dig? Just chill, bruthas, it's all good.
EMN: Treebeard retrieved the befeathered heroes from the birdbath-
Merry: Hey, he called us heroes!
[Pippin High-fives Merry]
EMN: -and clearly they were not terribly distressed by the situation anymore. Hmph. They molted over a breakfast of ent-draught and a few more crumbs of lembas.
(Idril)
Pippin: Treebeard?
Treebeard: Yes?
Pippin: What's in the entdraught? I've been having some strange experiences since we drank it.
Treebeard: Don't worry, little bro's... entdraught is very good for you, but it does that sometimes, especially for non-ents. Just chill and think of it as going on a little trip.
Merry: How can I go on a trip if I can't find my feet?
EMN: With that Treebeard let out a joyful laugh and lifted them up onto his shoulders.
(Thranduilion)
Treebeard: I've just been ringin' up all my ent-buddies, and it's time to stroll over to Entmoot! I'm so stoked about seein' them all again, it's like a family reunion! I know we'll need some lip flappin' to happen first, but shouldn't take us too long to get down to business. Let's split!
Merry: Groovy!
Pippin: Outta sight, big brutha!
EMN: The three friends strode off as one, our two favorite diminutive heroes perched on the shoulders of their towering new companion, heading for the famous - but as yet unexplained - Entmoot.
(Russ)
Merry: So where is Entmoot?
Treebeard: Dude! Entmoot isn't so much of where as a Happening man! We don't have them too much any more man, it's like everyone's too busy doin' there own thing dig? But there was a time when. . .whoa, did you see that?
Merry: [looks at pippin who shrugs] See what?
Treebeard: The colors man, the colors, man that is a total rush! Aw, now they're gone, bummer.
Merry: Um yeah, that's a real . . .bummer?
Treebeard: For real man, but it's cool, there'll be more. There's ALWAYS more man!
Pippin: So you were telling us about the Entmoot?
Treebeard: Oh wow man. I totally spaced on that, well we used to have entmoots all the time you know? Just lots of us freaks man, all hangin' out and just like being One with everything dig?
Merry: No thanks, maybe later.
Pippin: Yeah, we hobbits like digging stuff.
Treebeard: Fer real man, that's so cool. Anyway, I remember this one entmoot back in '69. Oh man that was like so far out! I mean everyone who was anyone was there man. It was pretty short though, only lasted like three days man. Man, those were some good times! Back then it was about peace and love man, not like nowadays. Hey man, there's Kerouaccorn, he's one of the old ones, but not as old as me dig? Still, he used to tell some pretty cool stories!
Pippin: Will there be stories and songs at the entmoot?
Treebeard: Maybe man, like I think the Psychedelic Firs are trying to get together for a reunion thing man, but I'm not sure. This is gonna be sort of a work-moot if you can did it. Lot's of heavy downer stuff to decide.
Merry: Oh wow man, there's like way more Ent's coming along!
Treebeard: Oh yeah man, their like all heading for the Entmoot. Hey man, you're like not sounding so hasty anymore! Farrrrr Out!
Merry: I can dig it bro!
Pippin: Hey, look, all those Ents are standing in a big circle!
Treebeard: That's the entmoot man standing there on the Dingle.
Merry: (snicker) Dingle, that's a funny word!
Treebeard: All right little dudes, it's time to start the Entmoot.
(Idril)
Odd Narrator: Treebeard introduced the hobbits to the ents, and soon the entmooters were all talking in their own rumbly language. Merry and Pippin couldn't understand them, but they were so exceedingly strange that they were content to just watch for a while. The ents wore an amazing variety of beads, pendants, feathers, sunglasses and headbands, and it seemed that they all had a flower or two stuck somewhere in their branches. Many wore flip-flops and Birkenstocks of such size that the hobbits could have easily used them for boats. After a while all the rumbly talk made Pippin sleepy, and he decided to put his head under his wing and take a nap.
Treebeard: Ho there, little nature children. Do you want to go chill in the dingle while me and my brothers keep rapping? So far we've decided that you have nice auras and ought to go into the curriculum.
Merry: Right on!
Odd Narrator: And so they did, catching up on the frog and spider catching skills that had gotten rusty during their capture. After a few hours, Treebeard returned with an odd looking ent with dark skin, sunglasses and a great bushy twiggy hairstyle.
Treebeard: Little bros, say hi to Quickbeam.
Merry and Pippin: Nice to meet you.
Quickbeam: (holds up fist) Power to the people!
Treebeard: He'll chill with you for a while. His people have long been oppressed by The Man, and he already knows what he wants to do about it. It will take much longer to get the rest of the ents fired up enough to get off their lazy middle-class butts. Quickbeam's pad is nearby, you can catch some Zs there or hang out and commune with the forest. We'll holler at you later.
ON: After Treebeard left them, Quickbeam gave the hobbits a long stare, and then nodded that they should follow him. Merry and Pippin were unsure of what to say to him at first, as he seemed very remote and hostile. However as they walked with him through the forest they soon overcame their shyness and began pelting him with a barrage of questions.
Merry: Does this stream have a name?
Quickbeam: Yes.
Pippin: What is it?
Quickbeam: labbala rumblalala bramba morobalala brambalala ....
Merry: What's its short name?
Quickbeam: Rocky.
Pippin: How did you get your name?
Quickbeam: When I was little I once called an elder a mutha lovin' pile of firewood.
Merry: How do you get Quickbeam from that?
Quickbeam: I ran quick before he beat the heck outta me. But Quickbeam sounds better than Quickrunbeforeyougetabuttwhoopin.
Pippin: Doh!
ON: After they broke the ice the hobbits had fun hanging out with Quickbeam. As they wandered through the forest, Quickbeam told them about how the orcs had mistreated his people. Not only hacking down many trees, but making the ents ride at the back of the bus and using wargs and firehoses on them when they tried to protest peacefully. Whenever Quickbeam would see a stand of Rowan trees he would stop and sing to them:
Brown as the sand, you're soft as the shore
You're leaving me hungry, I'm crying for more
Ooh, we, baby, girl, you're such a score
And I want you to know that, you know what, girl
Lips soft and tender, ready to speak
Her voice says, "I love you" and it's making me weak
Hey there, little girl, may I just say I love you
And I want you to know that, you know what, girl
Love is the brown skin girl in my eyes
Think it's time that I told you, don't you realize
You're such a queen, woman, you're such a prize
And I want you to know that, you know what, girl
I love you ebony eyes, oh, my
I need you, woman
I need you (Ooh.)
Oh, and I bet you didn't know that ebony eyes
Merry: You miss the entwives, don't you?
Quickbeam: Damn straight.
[Meanwhile at the Entmoot]
(qkbeam and Idril)
Ents: Mootmootmoothrumhoomhoometc.
Quickbeam's younger Brother Malcolm : I think I'm angry. Yes, quite sure. I am angry.
Quickbeam's even younger Brother Bobby: Me too!
Quickbeam's very youngest Brother Huey: Me too!
Ents: [Shocked silence.]
Ents: mootMOOTmootmoot hrumhoombleboomble etc.
[a couple hours later...]
Malcom: Let's hunt some orc! (striking bad-ass dramatic tree-pose).
Bobby: Yeah! (Striking dramatic tree-pose)
Huey: Yeah! (Striking a rather disappointing treelike pose)
Ents: [shocked silence]
Ents: MOOTMOOThrumetc.
[another hour later...]
Malcolm: And give that tree-burning wizard what for!
Bobby: What he said!
Huey: Ditto!
Ents: [Silence.]
Treebeard: All right you three - OUT!
(lotr42, aneya26 and Idril)
Odd Narrator: The hobbits spent the night at Quickbeam's pad and were very impressed with his collection of blacklight posters. The next day they spent painting signs. Quickbeam explained that he hoped there would be a march, and you couldn't have a proper... I mean righteous march without signs.
So they made signs that said "Down with Saruman", "Give Trees a Chance", "No Orcs are Good Orcs", "Make Loam, Not War", "Ban the Eye", "Go with the Flow (of the Isen)", "Hell No, We Won't Plow!", "Trees have got to be FREE!!", "Feelin' Grovey", "Just Dig It, Don't Dig it UP!" and lots of others.
Merry made one for himself that said "Born to be Wild", which fit with the theme but wasn't completely on topic. Pippin made one that said "Saruman, Kiss My Grits!", which was more to the point even though he was off by a decade.
(Idril)
While they were working they could hear the sounds of the entmoot rising and falling, sometimes entwined with strange raucous music.
Drift of Music: War..HU...Good God Ya'll! What is it good for?
Odd Narrator: On the third day the entmoot seemed to be coming to a head. There was lots of shouting back and forth. Quickbeam translated some of it for the hobbits: "What do we want? ISENGARD!!! When do we want it? NOW!!!" After a while the music started up louder than ever, and Quickbeam gathered up the signs and the hobbits and strode off toward the dingle.
(aneya26)
ON: It wasn't long before they saw the protesting tree line approaching them. Treebeard was leading 'em all. As they drew knew, the psychedelic color wheel could be seen swirling in their eyes.
Treebeard: Come and join the magic bus, my bruthas!! We're goin' to Isengard!
Entzappa: Yea...ISENGARD!!
Bushyafroent: Fight the Tower!!
ON: And so, the Ent's sang on their way southwards.
Singing Ents:
Get up, Stand up!
Stand up for your rights!
Get up, Stand up!
Don't give up the fight!
(BunnieBugs)
[Quickbeam strode into line beside Treebeard, who took the hobbits and placed them on his shoulders.]
Pippin: Whoa, check these guys out! They seemed so peace-loving before...
Merry: Yeah. Pretty impressive when they're riled up!
Treebeard: You got that right, little brother! I haven't seen them all tripping like this in ages. But The Man sending his orcs to bring us down was just too much, ya dig?
Merry: Will you really break the doors of Isengard?
Treebeard: Right on! There's strength in numbers, brothers, and we are strong! We Shall Overcome!
Merry: But won't Saruman try to stop you?
Treebeard: No doubt. But, you see, a lot of these brothers and sisters are new to this scene, and when they get high, there's no stopping them. They'll start to come down after awhile, though, and then we make our Plan for The Man! (sings, and others join in: )
There's something happening here
What it is ain't exactly clear
There's an orc with an axe over there
Telling me I got to beware
I think it's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody watch the trees go down
There's battle lines being drawn
We are right, and Saruman is wrong
We trees are speaking our hearts
We'll march right down and storm Isengard
I think it's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Saruman's gates will hit the ground
What a field-day for the trees
We Ents will bring him to his knees
Singing songs and carrying signs
Say hoom hum hooray for our side
It's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
We're gonna bring that tower down
Narrator: They strode on for awhile, chanting and singing songs. Treebeard seemed to be deep in thought, and looked sad.
Pippin: What's bringing you down, Treebeard?
Treebeard: I'm just thinking how this may be our last protest. We'll give The Man a march to remember. (sigh) But I'd really dig seeing my old lady again...
Narrator: As they marched on, they left the trees and dusk fell. Pippin looked back and saw a great number of trees where there should have been none, and they seemed to be moving.
Pippin: Psst! Merry!
Merry: What?
Pippin: Look behind us. There's trees following us!
Merry: Dude, I think you got too big a whiff of whatever they're smoking!
Pippin: No, I swear, the forest is coming with us!
Merry: Whatever.
Treebeard: (pointing ahead) Check it out! Isengard, man.
(Idril)
ON: The ents fell silent as they approached the Wizard's vale.
TB: Shush now little bro's. Songs are good to get us in the groove, but a little covert action is called for right now.
ON: The ents quietly approached the gates of Isengard as darkness fell over the valley.