Meriadoc Brandybuck (Merry)

I don't know why he's so upset. It's only a couple of carrots and some cabbages. And then those empty bags of potatoes we left in last week, and then, the mushrooms, the week before! Yes, Pippin, my point is, he's clearly over reacting!

I know it is too late to turn aside. I know there is not much point now in hoping. If i were a knight of Rohan, capable of great deeds... But I'm not. I'm a Hobbit. And I know I can't save Middle-earth. I just want to help my friends. Frodo. Sam. Pippin. More than anything, I wish Icould see them again.

— It’s talking, Merry. The tree is talking!
— Tree?! I am no tree. I am an Ent.
— A treeherder! A shepherd of the forest!
— Don’t talk to it, Merry. Don’t encourage it.
— Treebeard, some call me.
— And whose side are you on?
— Side? I am on nobody’s side... because nobody’s on my side, little Orc. Nobody cares for the woods anymore.

— Many of these trees were my friends. Creatures I had known from nut and acorn.
— I'm sorry, Treebeard.
— They had voices of their own. Saruman!... A wizard should know better! There is no curse in elvish entish or the tongues of men for this treachery!