[Merry and Pippin are sitting on a section of Isengard's wall, smoking and eating]

It's good. Definitely from the Shire. Longbottom Leaf.

I feel... like I'm back at the Green Dragon!

[mouth is full]

Nn! Grn Dragn!

A mug of ale in my hand... putting my feet up on a settle, after a hard day's work.

Only, you've never done a hard day's work. [They both laugh at this. They then see Gandalf approaching]

Welcome, my lords, to Isengard.

You young rascals! A merry hunt you've led us on, and now we find you... feasting! and... and smoking!

[With his mouth full]

We are sitting on a field of victory, enjoying a few well-earned comforts. The salted pork is particularly good.

Salted pork...

[snorts]

Hnh! Hobbits!

We're under orders- from Treebeard, who's taken over management.