TREEBEARD: We have just agreed.The Two Towers
MERRY: Yes?
TREEBEARD: I have told your names to the ent moot and we have agreed: you are not Orcs.
PIPPIN: Well that’s good news.
MERRY: And what about Saruman? Have you come to a decision about him?
TREEBEARD: Now don’t be hasty, Master Meriadoc.
MERRY: Hasty? Our friends are out there. They need our help! They cannot fight this war on their own.
TREEBEARD: War, yes. It affects us all. But you must understand, young hobbit. It takes a long time to say anything in old entish, and we never say anything unless it is worth taking a long time to say.
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TREEBEARD: The ents cannot hold back this war. We must weather such things as we have always done.
MERRY: How can that be your decision?
TREEBEARD: This is not our war.
MERRY: But you're part of this world! Aren’t you? You must help. Please. You must do something.
TREEBEARD: You are young and brave, master Merry. But your part in this tale is over. Go back to your home.
PIPPIN: Maybe Treebeard’s right. We don’t belong here, Merry. It’s too big for us. What can we do in the end? We’ve got the Shire. Maybe we should go home.
MERRY: The fires of Isengard will spread. And the woods of Tuckborough and Buckland will burn. And... and all that was once green and good in this world will be gone. There won’t be a Shire, Pippin.
If it doesn't affect us, is it our war? Should we fight while our forest is comfortable and detatched? What if we actually got out of the forest and saw with our own eyes what the world is like? After all, we are part of this world.
Solution, Hillsong
It is not a human right
To stare not fight
While broken nations dream
Open up our eyes, so blind
That we might find
The Mercy for the need
Singing, Hey now
Fill our hearts with your compassion
Hey now
As we hold to our confession
Yeah
It is not too far a cry
To much to try
To help the least of these
Politics will not decide
If we should rise
And be your hands and feet
