* You could do it solo *
* But then you'd be All by yourself *
* Yo! So, it'd be more fun To share this one *
* With someone else *
* Together we will soar Across the sky and beyond *
* So turn up your voice *
* Stand up and sing along *
* All different voices Everybody now! *
* Our melodies ringing *
* We're livin' in harmony *
* Yeah, we're livin' In harmony *
* Our song is much stronger With every Troll singing *
* We're livin' in harmony **
(Poppy humming)
(voice) Poppy, I need your help right away!
(Poppy) Huh? Who said...
(Cloud Guy) "Who said that?" It was me. "Cloud Guy?"
Hey, how's it going? Now that that's covered:
Poppy, I need your help right away, with this!
(Poppy) "Precipitation State University?"
Cloud Guy, are you going to Cloud College?
(Cloud Guy) Back to Cloud College.
As a younger cloud, I briefly enrolled at an institute
of higher altitude education.
'Til that no-good dean kicked me out for
"underperforming in class."
Which is ridiculous! I never attended class!
(Poppy) Uhh...
(Cloud Guy) Since then I've always dreamed
that one day I'd go back to Cloud College
and finish what I started.
If the school will have me.
But I can't bring myself to open that letter and find out.
(Poppy) Well, here goes...
you got in!
(Cloud Guy gasps)
Sign the letter and return it to the school
and it's official!
(Cloud Guy) Wow! I'm gonna be a Fighting Storm Cloud!
* When the clouds form And the skies grey *
* When the barometer Drops to two *
* When the rain comes And kids can't play *
* Grey Storm Clouds Here's to you! *
* S-T-O-R-M C-L-O-U-D-S *
* Storm front, moving in From the south, south-west *
* Thunder! Lightning! Rumble and rumble and clap! *
* Up draft, down draft Gusting hail! *
* Make it rain! Make it snow! Make it... *
* Into to the Storm Clouds *
* Blow! Blow! Blow! **
(Cloud Guy) Now where do I sign?
(Poppy) Wow, I am so thrilled for you,
but it sure will be different around here without you...
especially for Branch.
(Cloud Guy gasps)
(Cloud Guy) Branch!
(Branch) What's that, Gary?
You didn't know sorting leaves by compostability
made for a practical and fun afternoon?
(laughing)
(Cloud Guy) Look at him, Poppy,
if I go away to cloud college, who will be there for him? Who?
(Poppy) Aw, Cloud Guy,
it's so sweet to see how much you care about Branch.
(Cloud Guy) Care about him?
(laughing)
Did you guys hear that?
(all laughing)
Okay guys, take five.
Oh, Poppy. I'm not doing this because I care,
I just wanna find a way to annoy Branch even when I'm not around
so he stays that little ball of jangled nerves
I've come to adore.
(Poppy) But when you annoy Branch,
it pushes him to become a better Troll
'cuz you care about him.
(Cloud Guy) Hmm.
Nope! I just wanna bug him.
And bugged he shall be.
I just need a little help...
(Branch) What's that, Gary?
You didn't know sorting individual grains of sand,
made for a practical and fun afternoon?
(laughing)
Oh, hello.
Can I help you with...?
What, why did you..
I don't even know you!
(Cloud Guy) No, no, no, stop, all wrong!
Look, If you want to be me,
you can't just walk up and hit him!
You've gotta play mind games, get in his head!
Actually, y'know what, I think I've seen enough,
thank you.
(country guy) Aww...
(Cloud Guy) That guy doesn't stand a chance.
(Branch) Cloud Guy, who was that?
(Cloud Guy) Branch, please.
Can't you see I'm busy trying to find a Troll
to take over for me while I'm at cloud college?
(Branch) Somebody to take over... what?
(Cloud Guy) Annoying you, kangaroo.
Someone to pester and prank you in my absence.
Unfortunately, Trolls are so kindhearted,
it's tough to find someone with the right
je ne saisobnoxious.
(Branch) No, no way, not over my...
(Cloud Guy) Hold that thought.
I have an appointment with our next candidate!
Back in a few, mushroom stew!
(Branch screams)
All right, Synth, dazzle me.
(Synth) Check it, yo. That's not sugar in that shaker.
(both giggle)
(Branch) Hey!
This is... really good!
(Synth) It's powdered sugar!
(Cloud Guy) What?
(Synth) Ha-ha! You just got Synth'ed, yo!
Meh, meh, meh, meh!
You should've seen the look on your face!
(snoring)
(both giggle)
(Cloud Guy) Warm water, Branch's hand.
You know what to do.
(Dante) Oh, I do indeed.
(giggling)
(Dante) The midnight manicure. He'll never expect it.
(giggling)
(Branch) Hey! Who took my leaves and sand?
(Holly Darlin) It was...
me!
(Branch) Augh!
Oh, no, Holly,
please don't tell me Cloud Guy put you up to this, too!
(Holly Darlin) Aw, now don't you cry, pumpkin pie!
Here, how 'bout a fist bump?
(Branch) No!
(Holly Darlin) Come on. One little bumpy,
so mama's not grumpy?
(Branch) Gah, fine!
If it'll put an end to...
(Holly Darlin) Shark attack! Earthquake!
Wiggle worm! Popcorn!
And my personal fave: The "Ahh, hey, lemmego!"
(Branch) Ahh, hey, lemmego!
(Holly Darlin) If you say so!
(Branch groaning)
Down low?
(Branch) Never.
(Holly Darlin) Too slow. Too slow. Too slow.
-(Branch) Stop. -(Holly Darlin) Too slow.
(Branch) Stop that! I'm not even participating!
(Holly Darlin) Too slow.
(Branch screaming)
(Cloud Guy) She's perfect!
You should've seen her, Poppy! She was a true nuisance!
Thanks to Holly, I'll be sleeping soundly,
knowing that Branch won't be sleeping soundly.
(Poppy) Oh. That's... great?
I'm just glad you feel better about leaving for cloud college.
(Cloud Guy) Now to sign that acceptance letter
and this Fightin' Storm Cloud is ready to...
Huh?
Uh-oh!
Ah, there you are.
(Holly and Branch laughing)
What?
(Branch) What a performance!
Holly, you really got under my skin!
(Holly Darlin) Ha, ha! Oh, I just did everything
like you told me!
Who knew being fake-annoying could be so much real-fun?
(laughing)
(Cloud Guy gasps)
(Cloud Guy) Fake-annoying?
What is she talking about, Branch?
(Branch) Cloud Guy! It's not what it looks like.
(Cloud Guy) Oh, please, I wasn't condensed yesterday,
you two are in cahoots!
(Branch) Ugh, fine! Yes.
I taught Holly how to pester me so you'd think you'd found
a replacement and leave.
(Cloud Guy) Well, Branch,
you don't have to worry about a replacement anymore.
Because I'm not going anywhere!
(Branch) Wait. What?
(Cloud Guy) You heard me, sneaky guy, who likes to lie!
Since no one else can do the job,
I'll just keep doing it myself.
Even if it means I can't go to college
and finish what I started.
Which is why I'm destroying this acceptance letter!
(Branch gasping)
(Branch) No way, you're going!
(Cloud Guy) No, I'm not!
(both groaning)
(Branch) So it's finally happening, huh?
The ultimate showdown between Branch and Cloud Guy,
just you and me.
(Cloud Guy) Hmm. Yeah, that doesn't work for me.
(cloud) Hey, Branch.
(Cloud Guy) Get that letter!
(all charging)
(Branch screaming)
(groaning)
(Poppy) Enough!
Would you two please just say what you're really feeling?
(Branch) What we're feeling?
(Cloud Guy) I've no idea what you're talking about.
(Poppy) Oh, yes, you do.
Cloud Guy, you need to admit that Branch is more to you
than just a Troll you like to tease.
You feel a responsibility
to make sure someone is looking out for him
because you know that your pestering pushes him to grow.
Deep down, you really do care.
(Branch) Is that true? That's how you feel?
(Cloud Guy) Acts of irritation are my love language.
(Poppy) And, Branch,
you need to admit that you want Cloud Guy to go to Cloud College
not to get rid of him,
but because you'd hate to be the reason
he didn't follow his dream.
(Cloud Guy) Aww, really? That's how you feel?
(Branch) Well, yeah,
I want good things for you, Cloud Guy.
And you don't have to worry about me because,
even when you're gone, you'll always be right here.
(sobbing)
Every sweat jar I open,
I brace with fear that you put a snake inside.
Every time I fall asleep,
I worry you'll remove a tooth and implant a tracking device.
Thanks to you, I live my life in a constant state of unease.
And yet, somehow, I'm a better Troll for it.
See, Cloud Guy, when I ask myself
who has always been there to push me to be a better Troll,
the answer's simple: It was you.
(both sobbing)
(Poppy) Aww!
(Branch) Ahh. Well, Poppy, I'll miss Cloud Guy,
but after one week of having no one pestering me,
I gotta say, a Troll could get used to this.
Ouch! Oh, my...!
Huh?
(Cloud Guy) Hey, guys.
(both) Cloud Guy?
(Branch) What are you doing here?
What about Cloud College?
And finishing what you started?
(Cloud Guy) I did finish:
I went back and put angry bees
in the desk of that no-good dean.
And he did not like it!
(laughs)
What'd you think I went to school for?
To take classes? Ha!
(Branch) So you're saying that...?
(Cloud Guy) That's right!
Cloud Guy is back for good, people!
(Branch) But, but...
(Cloud Guy) Down low?
(Branch groaning)
(Demo) Check, check.
The rutabaga rocked righteously.
Check.
Hey, Val!
Two hours 'til your big concert,
which means it's time for your manager to shine!
Your guitar!
(Val) I was playing that...
(Demo) Shh, shh.
Please, don't strain your voice, your royal rockness.
Rest it for the show.
(Val) Demo, you don't have to do that.
(Demo) Rest.
(Val groans)
(Poppy) Hey, Val!
(Val) Hey.
(Poppy) Hope you don't mind me Poppy-ing by like this.
Just thought I'd see if you needed a pre-rock concert
BFF chat about your feelings?
(Val) Ugh. Annoyingly, yes.
(Poppy) Well, you can't blame a Troll for try...
Wait, did you just say yes?
(Val) It's Demo.
He's always been an attentive manager,
but over time, I've just gotten tired of him making such a fuss.
(Poppy) What do you mean, "a fuss"?
(Demo) All shined up, m'lady!
(both) Whoa!
(Demo) Whoo, that sixth coat of wax really pops!
And if you look at the back, you'll see a certain someone
left you a little encouragement note.
(Val) "I see you. And I believe in you. Demo."
(Demo) I do, and I do.
(ding)
Hark, your pre-concert snickerdoodles are ready!
I must away!
(Val groaning)
(Poppy) Okay, I see what you mean.
But c'mon, you and Demo have had a good thing for so long!
I'm sure if he was gone, you would miss him.
(Demo) I return!
Care to snicker a doodle m'liege?
Uh oh, Val, you've got a little shmutz on your face.
Lemme just...
(Val) Okay, stop!
(Demo) Val? What's wrong?
Did I not moisten my thumbs enough?
(Val) Ew, no!
Demo, look, I really appreciate
all you put into being my manager.
But I think it's time for me to rock solo.
(Demo) What are you saying?
(Val) I don't need a manager anymore.
(Demo) Oh, I see.
(Val) But it'll be good for you, too.
Think of all the free time you'd have to try new stuff
if you weren't here ironing my guitar strings?
(Demo) Oh, gee, maybe you're right.
Actually, you are right!
Prepare thyself, world!
For here comes a whole new Demo!
See ya!
(sighs)
(grinding)
-(Val) Demo! -(Demo) Sorry,
just a few more and, okay I'm done.
(crowd cheering)
(Val) Ha, ha! No manager, no problem.
Now let's go give that audience the rock of a lifetime!
(all) Yeah!
Hello, I'm...
Uh...
Where are the cue cards?
The ones that tell me all my mouth words?
(bass player) Yeah. Demo always wrote those.
(Val) Oh, well, no big, I'll just wing it.
Hello!
(crowd cheering)
Are rock ready you to?
(crowd) Huh?
(Val) Uh, I mean, to ready rock you are?
Are you to rock ready?
Ugh. Rock to are ready you?
(audience troll) Uh, are you okay?
(Val) Never mind, let's rock! Two, three, four!
(drummer) What song are we playing?
(bass player) Demo always wrote the set list!
(Val) What?
Fine then, I'll just skip to the big guitar smash.
Ha!
(guitar feedback)
(crowd murmuring)
(drummer) Demo used to pre-cut your guitars
so they'd smash easier.
(Val) Gah! Show's over! Lower the curtain!
(bass player) Demo used to...
(Val screaming)
(Val) Demo! Demo!
Demo, where are you, man?
(Poppy) Val?
You're looking for Demo?
'Cuz you're gonna ask him to be your manager again?
'Cuz you realize how much you miss him?
(Val) No! I don't "miss" Demo, okay, Popsqueak?
I am just checking in on him...
(Demo sighs)
That said, if he's absolutely miserable
and begs me to come back, well, I could cut him a break.
Yo, Demo.
You seem a little bummed, man. Wanna talk about it?
(Demo) Hold on, Val. I've almost found it.
This one! It's perfect!
(Val) Perfect? For what?
(Demo) For the new act I'm managing. Dante!
(Dante gasps)
(Dante) Demo, this is just what I need
for tonight's symphony!
You've done it again!
(both chuckle)
(Val) You're Dante's manager now?
(Demo) Yeah!
I've always wanted to work with other kinds of musical acts!
And now, thanks to you, I can!
(Dante) Yes, thank you, Val.
Demo, it seems in all this mucking about in the weeds,
I've acquired a bit of shmutz on my face.
(Demo) Oh, yeah, lemme just...
(Dante) Ah, yes, that's it, much better,
make sure to get it all... Oh, yes!
(Val) Okay, well, glad to see you're doing so great.
Me too! Gotta go!
(Poppy) Val, I'm so sorry.
I know how much you miss Demo and...
(Val) Poppy, I told you: I don't miss him.
In fact, I've already moved on.
For tomorrow's show, I'm gonna find a new manager.
(Poppy) Who?
(crowd cheering)
(Laguna) Time for a manager update, Val.
With precisely 3 minutes and 17 seconds before the show,
I have adjusted the microphone levels
to increase their epic quotient,
completed a thorough crowd surfing report
and calculated the exact spot on your guitars
that will yield ideal smashability.
Here.
(Val) Wow, Laguna, you're such an efficient manager,
with none of the extra fuss!
(Laguna) Compliment acknowledged.
(Val) Ha! See what I mean?
Now let's rock!
* I'm feelin' good *
* Right where I wanna be now *
* I'm feeling free to rock out *
* And I am gonna rock *
* Harder *
* Longer *
* Louder, yeah! *
* I'm a trouble maker *
* Rule breaker *
* Risk taker *
* And nothing's Gonna get in my way *
* I'm gonna rock *
* And, oh, I'm not gonna stop *
* No! I'm under new management *
* I am headed straight For the top *
* Repeat after me! *
* I'm under new management Yeah! *
* New management, yeah *
* I'm under new management Yeah! *
* I am headed straight For the top **
(Val) Whoo!
-(Poppy) Val! -(Val) Poppy!
(both cheering)
(Poppy) That show was incredible!
(Val) I know!
It all went exactly how I wanted it!
So how come I'm so miserable?
(Poppy) Wait, did you say miserable?
(Val) Yeah!
I did.
Laguna's amazing, y'know, but something's missing.
(Poppy) Oh.
Well, maybe it's not a something you're missing, but a someone.
(Val) You mean Demo?
No, no, that can't be it.
Laguna can do anything he can do.
Laguna!
(Laguna) Yes?
(Val) Hey,
um, you're doing a great job,
but, Demo used to make a bit more of a fuss,
like, he'd write these notes on the back of my guitar?
(Laguna) Ah, I see. Not a problem.
(Val) "This is a note. Laguna."
(Laguna) And I mean every word.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a show to manage.
(Val sighs)
(Val) Poppy, what should I do?
(Poppy) Go to him.
(Val) Oh!
Demo!
(Val) Demo!
(Demo) Val? What are you...
(Val) No, no, just listen.
There's something I have to say to you.
I have to tell you that...
that... Ugh!
saying stuff was so much easier when you wrote it all for me
on the cue cards.
(Demo) Well, I wondered if this might happen.
So I wrote a few up.
(Val gasps)
(Val) "Demo, I had a really great show tonight,
a really great show.
But it didn't feel right,
because I didn't have you by my side.
Y'see, there might be a lot of managers out there,
but I know now, there's only one Demo.
So I guess what I'm trying to say is...
make sure to swing by the merch table
and pick up a concert t-shirt while supplies last.
(Demo) Oh, man, some of these cards got mixed up, hold on.
(Val) It's cool.
I think I know the rest.
Demo, I miss you, man.
Be my manager again?
(both laughing)
(Demo) Oh, wait.
But if I'm your manager, what will Dante do?
(Val) Actually... I have an idea for that.
(classical music)
(Demo) Great idea, Val.
Laguna's like the best manager ever.
(Val) Meh. Second best.
(Demo) Wait, you got a little...
(Val) By the way, you can never do that to my face again.
(Demo) Uh-huh, yup. I get that.
* And nothing's gonna Get in my way *
* I'm gonna rock *
* And, oh, I'm not gonna stop *
* No! I'm under new management *
* I am headed straight For the top *
* Repeat after me! *
* I'm under new management Yeah! *
* New management, yeah *
* I'm under new management Yeah! *
* I am headed straight For the top **