* 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) And by gift-wrapping an already wrapped present,
the recipient gets the thrill of opening it twice!
(Trolls) Oh!
(Branch) Poppy! Poppy!
(Poppy) Branch, easy, all I did so far is gift-wrap
an already wrapped present so that--
(Branch) The recipient gets the thrill of opening it twice, I know!
Poppy, we've got a problem...
(trolls laughing)
(Poppy) No! It can't be...
Marshtato Mary?
(Mary) I am not adorable!
(Poppy) Chaz the Smooth Jazz Troll?
*
And Pushy Poppy?
(Pushy Poppy) I'm like regular Poppy, but like...
push-ay...
(gasp)
(Mary) That's right, Elves!
All your archest of nemeses at the same evil time!
(laughing)
No, not you!
(Cooper) You don't want to hear my trademark Cooper Laugh?
Oh, you are evil...
(Mary) You elves may have bested each of us individually.
But united, we're unstoppable!
(Chaz) That's right!
And together we are going to turn TrollsTopia
into JazzTopia once and for all!
(laugh)
(Pushy Poppy) Uh, excuse me...
(Mary) No, we're not!
-(Brunch) Huh? -(Poppy) Huh?
(Mary) We never discussed anything about JazzTopia.
We're here to enact our revenge by ruining their parties.
(Pushy Poppy) Ruin their parties?
Oh, gag. I thought we were just gonna be
like really, really pushy to everybody!
(Chaz) You can't stop Smooth Jazz!
I thought that was the whole thing.
(Mary) We're here for revenge!
(Pushy Poppy) I'm not listening to you blah-blah-blah-blah-blah.
(Poppy) Would you just look at these three.
(Branch) I know...
(Poppy) They really need someone
to help them become friends.
(Branch) Yeah.
Wait what? Help them?
Poppy, they're villains!
(Poppy) True, but they'd become better people
if they were friends with each other.
And what better way to become friends
than to work together towards a common goal?
(Branch) Their common goal is to conquer us!
(Poppy) Better people, Branch! Better people!
(sigh)
(Chaz) Smooth Jazz, that was the whole point of this.
(Poppy) Hi!
Couldn't help but notice all the arguing
and failure to carry out your diabolical scheme-thing
you've got going on here...
(Mary) And?
(Poppy) And I could help you fix that.
(Mary) Ha! We don't need any help from you.
We'll get along just fine...
once these two start doing everything I tell them to.
(Pushy Poppy) Like nuh-uh!
(Chaz) Jazz-scuse me?
(all talking)
(Mary) Okay, when can you start?
(Poppy) If you really wanna work together,
you need to get to know each other first.
This is the "share ball."
And only the person with the share ball may speak.
(Mary) So, whoever possesses the ball
wields the power to silence their enemies
with unnatural sorcery!
(evil laugh)
(Poppy) Um... Kinda!
-(Mary) Ah? -(Poppy) But it's really more about
telling the group about yourself.
Here, Chaz, you try.
(Chaz) Hmm. Okay, let's see. My name's Chaz.
I enjoy using smooth jazz to turn people into zombies.
(Poppy) Okay, good...
(Chaz) You see, the power of jazz runs deep.
Deeper and more complex
than my luxurious tuft of chest hair.
(Pushy Poppy) Ew, permission to take the share ball?
-(Poppy) Permission granted. -(Pushy Poppy) Push!
Here's what I like: Sayin' stuff
and other people doin' that stuff!
Got it?
Hey!
(Mary) I can feel the power of this sinister share orb!
(evil laugh)
(Holly) I say we should get the chocolate cake!
(Smidge) But I say we should get the strawberry cake!
Gasp!
Our preferences are in conflict!
(Poppy) Uh-oh, how should Holly and Smidge
solve their disagreement?
Pushy Poppy?
(Pushy Poppy) With pushing?
(Poppy) Okay, no... Chaz?
(Chaz) The one that wants chocolate
should hypnotize the other one with a magic saxophone?
(Poppy) Nuh-uh, definitely not.
Mary?
(Mary) I agree with Chaz...
(Poppy) Chaz!
(Chaz) Uh. Fine.
(Mary) Huh?
Hey!
(laugh)
(whistle)
(Chaz) Let me out of here right now!
I have never been so disrespected in my life.
(Poppy) If you can work together
to complete this obstacle course, you win...
this tray of cupcakes.
(Pushy Poppy) Psh, why would we want your cupcakes?
(Poppy) They're, um...
evil cupcakes.
(all talking)
(Poppy) Ready!
And go!
(Pushy Poppy) Out of the way!
(screaming)
(grunt)
(Chaz) Okay...
(Mary) Get off me, Chaz!
(Pushy Poppy) Push!
(laugh)
(scream)
Get out of the way!
(grunting)
(buzzer)
(Mary) Huh?
(screaming)
(Poppy) Not good enough, people!
Sure, as individuals, you're all evil.
But if you wanna accomplish something truly malevolent...
you have to do it together.
(all) Hmm!
(Poppy) Ready?
And go!
*
(Pushy Poppy) Push! Push!
-(Mary) Whoa! -(Chaz) Whoa!
(Pushy Poppy) Whoa!
*
-(Chaz) Whoa! -(Pushy Poppy) Whoa!
(cheering)
(Chaz) We did it!
(Mary) Yeah, we did it! That was incredible!
(Chaz) We were smoother than the smoothest of jazz!
(Pushy Poppy) Up top!
(Chaz) Whoa, whoa, what in jazz was that?
(Mary) Oh, that was just a little...
evil friendship high five that Pushy and I worked on...
(Chaz) Oh, I see, an evil high five you worked on...
without me.
(Mary) Chaz, it's fine, it didn't mean anything.
(Pushy Poppy) Didn't mean anything?
(Poppy) Guys, let's not lose
all that good progress we've made.
(Chaz) Forget progress!
I'm just gonna go enjoy these evil cupcakes by myself!
(Mary) Keep 'em! Cause I quit!
(Pushy Poppy) Samesies!
(Poppy) No! Chaz, Mary, Pushy!
(sigh)
(Branch) So...
Finish helping the bad guys conquer us yet?
(grunt)
(Poppy) No!
But I think I know a way to get them back together...
(Mary) Hello? It says here that I won
an Evil Villain Lair sweepstakes?
Doesn't look that evil.
(Pushy Poppy) Outta my way,
I'm here to pick up my Pushy Award!
Hey, what are you doing here?
(Chaz) Is this where I claim my lifetime supply
of chest-hair cream?
Who is responsible for this?
(Poppy) It was me.
(Mary) Ugh, the Elf tricked us!
(Pushy Poppy) I'm like, outta here.
(Chaz) Me too. Just give me the chest cream
and then I'm leaving.
(Poppy) Sorry.
But I couldn't stand by and watch you all
throw away the special thing you have.
Don't you see, on your way to being
a league of powerful villains,
you became something even more powerful...
friends.
(Pushy Poppy) Whatever!
(Poppy) Tell you what, just listen to the words
of this song...
(Branch) For the record, I was very much against this.
* It's not easy To define a friend *
* There's a magic to it That you need to feel *
* To understand *
* When you open up your heart And let somebody in *
* You will feel something Extraordinary happening *
* Yeah, you'll be Badder together *
* Take evil to the next level *
* They say villainy Loves company *
* Yeah, we'll be Badder together *
* Take evil to the next level *
* They say bad things Always come in threes *
* Let's try and see **
(Pushy Poppy) Evil best friends?
-(Mary) Evil best friends. -(Chaz) Evil best friends.
(Poppy) Aww.
(Mary) And now, united by friendship,
nothing can stop us from defeating the Elves!
(gasp)
(laughing)
(Branch) See? This is what I was afraid of.
(Mary) Come, my evil friends!
By the end of today, TrollsTopia will be ours!
(laughing)
(Pushy Poppy) Wait, wait, today?
Isn't today like, your saxophone's birthday?
(Branch) Huh?
(Chaz) You remembered.
(Mary) Well, we can't carry out evil plans today,
we have to celebrate!
(Pushy Poppy) But tomorrow,
that's when we'll take over TrollsTopia.
(Mary) Oh, tomorrow's when I go bowling.
(Pushy Poppy) Stop it. I love bowling.
(Mary) You too? You guys should come!
(Branch) Wait, what?
(Pushy Poppy) How's Thursday? Can we be evil on Thursday?
(Chaz) Thursdays I have pottery class.
(Mary) No, we have pottery class.
(laughing)
(Poppy) Better people, Branch. Better people.
(Poppy) Two surprise announcements, Trolls!
First, how about we play a new game
that combines two of our favorite pastimes?
I call it Hide and Go Hug!
(Trolls) I can't wait to play.
(Poppy) I'll hide.
And anyone who finds me, joins me in the hiding spot,
until we all end up in one big group hug!
All in favor, say...
(imitates explosion)
(imitating explosion)
Great! And now, for the second surprise,
look behind you...
(Trolls) Huh?
(gasp)
(DJ) "The second surprise
is that the game has already started,
come find me, giggle, giggle, giggle..."
(gasp)
*
(Synth) Oh, snap, this game is tight, yo!
Oh, snap, this game is impossible, yo!
Huh?
Heh heh.
Group hug here I come...
(all) Found you, Poppy!
You're not Poppy.
Stop saying the same thing I'm saying.
Actually, this is pretty fun, keep going.
We're talking in unison.
Unison sounds like unicorn.
Corn is delicious!
How are we doing this?
(laughing)
(clatter)
(DJ) Wait, stop!
I hear something.
(all) Ah ha!
Huh?
(screech)
(Synth) Hold up. That's no hiding Troll.
(Demo) No... it's a rockoon!
(screeching)
They're a Hard Rock pest.
They go around trashing everything,
generally havin' bad attitudes.
(DJ) Really? He doesn't seem that bad.
(Demo) Well, we're lucky there's only one.
'Cuz when they travel in packs...
it's total mayhem.
*
(Synth) Aw...
Ah!
Yo, that's messed up.
How do we get rid of 'em?
(Demo) I don't know! They usually don't come around
unless they think an area's been deserted,
which of course they do,
because everyone but us is hiding!
(Synth) Yo, then this game's gotta end like now!
Poppy! Anybody!
Where are you?
(laughing)
(Branch) You don't think this spot is too hard
for them to find, do you?
(Poppy) Nope.
I'm sure they'll find us any minute.
(screeching)
(Demo) Oh, man! We can't wait!
We have to take charge of this situation
or TrollsTopia's done for!
(DJ) But we're not exactly "take charge" type Trolls.
(Synth) Exactly, I mean, unless we're taking charge of a party,
and we get it goin' with some sick beats like...
(beatboxing)
-(DJ) Yeah! -(Demo) Yeah!
(DJ) Yeah, and then we jumpstart the dancing
with a little bit of...
(humming)
(Demo) Oh, yeah.
And then we get the whole crowd pumped up with a triumphant...
Yeah!
*
(Synth) All right!
Now, does this have any relevance
to our current predicament?
(grunting)
(all) No.
(bellowing)
(screeching)
(Demo) Okay, never mind that!
Clearly other Trolls are better suited for this.
So, how would they handle it?
(all) Hmm.
(DJ) Well, if Poppy were here,
she'd spontaneously come up with a song
that was so sweet and sincere
it would melt the rockoons' hearts.
-(Demo) Hmm. -(Synth) Hmm.
*
(screeching)
*
(Demo) Greetings, rockoons.
We think we got off on the wrong foot.
And we want you to know this.
* We might need time To find our harmony *
* But if we try We know we will *
* We just gotta Open up our hearts *
* And let them sing *
* Just listen to us And how we blend so perfectly *
* We're gonna sing A song so sweet *
* It melts your hearts *
* It melts your heart *
* Wait, why are they Walking up *
* They're closing in on us! *
* Oh no! I don't think it's working *
* Maybe more vibrato *
* Maybe sing it higher *
* Or maybe staccato *
* I don't think They're feeling it *
* I think it's time to go **
(screeching)
(Demo) Okay, instead of taking charge like Poppy,
we should take charge like Val.
She would walk in there,
tell those rockoons who's boss and show no weakness.
(DJ) Okay, listen up, rodents!
Time for you to get your tails outta our 'Topia!
(grunt)
-(Demo) Yeah! -(Synth) Yeah!
(Synth) That's right!
So why don't you fuzzballs pack up those third shelf,
wannabe-bad boy attitudes and get to steppin'!
(grunt)
-(Demo) Yeah! -(DJ) Yeah!
(Demo) Oh, you think you're scared now?
I haven't even gone Hard Rock yet.
And trust me, you wouldn't like me
when I go hard rock.
(grunt)
Argh! Hard rock! Hard rock!
Owie, owie, owie, owie...
(DJ) Oh, oh, booboos hurt so bad.
(Synth) Be a big boy, bro! Be a big boy!
(growling)
(Demo) Uh, I think we might have just shown weakness?
(screaming)
(screeching)
(DJ) Can we please imitate a Troll
that doesn't get us mauled by rockoons?
(sigh)
(Synth) Yo, what about R&B?
They'd just use some kinda fancy,
sci-fi thingamajig to take care of this.
(screeching)
(Demo) Hey, rockoons! Sorry you can't stay,
but you've got a teleporter to catch.
(DJ) Wait.
(Demo) Many thanks.
(DJ) They're gone!
(cheering)
(Synth) Hold up. Where do you suppose
that teleporter sent those rockoons?
(all) Uh-oh.
(alarm)
(screaming)
(Poppy) Any minute, guys.
They're gonna find us any minute.
(scream)
(DJ) Ah, taking charge like R&B didn't work either!
Who should be like now?
Smidge? Haystack Williams? Flint Peatmoss?
(Demo) There's a Troll named Flint Peatmoss?
(DJ) No! I'm sorry, I panicked!
(scream)
(Synth) Yo! We gotta face the music, yo.
Every Troll we've emulated, it's been a straight up fiasco.
But I know some Trolls we haven't tried to be like.
And yeah, they don't think of themselves
as take charge types.
But maybe, just maybe,
if we do it their way, we'll save the day.
-(Demo) Mmm. -(DJ) Mmm.
So Satin and Chenille.
(Demo) No. Us.
(DJ) Oh!
Right.
Let's take charge our way.
(horn)
(dancing music)
(cheering)
(Synth) Okay, rockoons!
Let's hit the holdup button on all that destruction
'cuz we're about to partay!
*
(Demo) C'mon! Let's take this groove on the move!
-Yeah! -(DJ) Yeah!
*
(Demo) C'mon!
Let's take this groove on that raft!
*
Yeah!
*
(sigh)
(Synth) That's everything, yo. I am beat.
Time to get some shut eye.
(Demo) Yeah, it is!
(DJ) Goodnight!
But you know?
It feels really good knowing that by being ourselves,
we took charge, won the day and tied up all the loose ends.
(groan)
(Poppy) Don't worry, they'll find us...
any minute.
*