* 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 **
(Guy) And I auto tuned for the first time,
but it was kinda like a half auto tune.
Aw, Poppy, look.
It appears my Tiny has built his first blanket fort.
(Poppy) Awww.
It is so precious watching little kids take on their
"grown up building projects"...
Hello, anybody ho... Woah! Woah!
(Tiny) Daddy, Auntie P, welcome to my humble abode.
(Poppy) Tiny? You built all of this out of blankets?!
(Guy) It's magnificent.
(Tiny) Well, it's not much, but I think of it as home.
(oven beeps)
Ah!
Cookies anyone?!
(Poppy) Ooh...
Well, it looks like the Diamond family
has another blanket architect in the making.
I always knew Tiny took after you, Guy.
(Guy) Yes, the glitter doesn't fall far from the fart.
(Tiny) Huh? What do you mean, Daddy?
(Guy) Well, my boy,
we come from a long line of expert blanket fort builders.
The tradition goes all the way back
to your great-grandfather...
(Tiny) My daddy's daddy's daddy, Daddy?
(Guy) Mmhmm.
For generations, the Diamonds have constructed
some of the world's most famous blanket landmarks,
like...
The Leaning Tower of Fleece-a.
The Taj Ma-shawl!
And of course, my own masterwork...
The Guy-ffel Tower...
(Tiny) Woah, daddy!
Give me an eyeful of that Guy-ffel!
I just can't believe everything our family has accomplished...
(Guy) Yes, every Diamond has possessed the vision
to bend destiny to their will
and build structures that would stand until the end of time...!
Or, y'know, until it got chilly
and they needed the blankets back.
(Guy shivers)
(Tiny) "Every Diamond..."?
(Guy) What are you doing?
(Tiny) Starting anew, daddy!
The 411 on my heritage
has inspired me to build something to establish my place
among the Diamonds of yore...
and I'm going to call it...
Plaza de Tiny!
But do not be fooled.
There's nothing de Tiny about it.
(Guy) A blanket skyscraper?
(Poppy) 52 floors?
Four cableknit elevators?
An indoor swimming pool carved from pure afgahn?!
(Guy) Nothing like it has ever been attempted, son!
How would you even find enough blankets
for a structure of this scale?
(Tiny) Simple, Daddy...
By having the vision and determination
to bend destiny to my will.
(Poppy) And so, Tiny set out to build a blanket tower
that would make history,
which meant asking for help from John Cute Public.
(Tiny) My fellow daddy's friends!
Donate, one and all, your quilts and comforters,
your doilies and duvets...
and together we shall make history!
(cheering)
*
(Branch) Hey!
(Poppy) Soon, it was clear that nothing would stop
this Tiny Titan of Industry!
(Synth) Yo!
(Tiny) Uh, I hate to be a wet blanket, but no wet blankets.
(Synth sad groans)
(Guy) My my!
Look at that supply of blankets!
(Tiny) Boom!
Now all I need is the right location,
the clearing near the southwest root of the Trolls Tree.
(Guy) The southwest root?
But, Tiny, there's already a structure there.
(Tiny) Oh, Daddy, that can change...
I've just gotta negotiate...
(Sky Toronto) Leave us.
(assistant nervously scurries)
(Tiny) Daddy's business friend, let's cut to the cream filling:
I want you to move the Funtime Factory
to make space for my blanket project.
(Sky Toronto) Mr. Diamond, I've negotiated deals with the best:
confetti tycoons, frosting magnates,
even "Big Piñata." And I always come out on top.
(Tiny) That may be.
But I'm prepared to make you an offer no Troll can refuse.
(Sky Toronto) "Please?"
Kid drives a hard bargain.
(Tiny) Now...
If ya'll wanna advance the progress of trollskind
by undertaking a great architectural enterprise,
make some noise!
(all cheer)
(trumpet honks)
* Come on! Yeah! *
* He's building up *
* I'm building up *
* Not gonna stop *
* Higher and higher *
* Straight to the top *
* Yeah, straight to the top *
* I want a fort So I'm building it *
* Bigger than any one you Seen and I'm killing it *
* It's gonna be 52 stories *
* Pool deck high tech All that glory *
* It's gonna be sleek, It's gonna be shiny *
* It's gonna be top notch Watch like Tiny *
* I'm the greatest Fort builder to date *
* Got the style, will, Brains and I'm... *
* Building up *
* Not gonna stop *
* Higher and higher *
* Straight to the top *
* He's building up *
* I'm building up *
* Not gonna stop *
* Never gonna stop *
* Higher and higher *
* Straight to the top **
(Tiny) Break time!
(whistle)
(Guy) Tiny, It's a triumph.
(Tiny) That's right!
With few more weeks of construction,
my vision'll be straight up realized.
Ain't nobody gonna slow my roll.
(Poppy) Um, Tiny?
I need to... slow your roll?
(Both) Huh?
(Poppy) It's the TrollsTopians.
They didn't realize construction would take this long.
Y'see this afternoon is Picnic Palooza and,
well...
they need their blankets back.
(indistinctive talking)
(Tumbling Troll) Where's my blanket?
Woooah!
(Guy) Not... Blanket-backsies?
It's a risk all blanketmen must face.
(Tiny) Oh, snap.
My still-developing, one-year-old brain
cannot cope with such unforeseen complications.
(Guy) I'm so sorry, son.
I know how hard it must be to not finish your vision.
(Tiny) Not finish?
No.
Hold up, y'all.
If ya'll gimme 'til this afternoon
to complete Plaza de Tiny,
I promise to return your blankets
before you start palooz-ing!
(all murmur)
(Tumbling Troll) Sounds... fair... to me.
(Guy) "This afternoon"?
But, Tiny, you can't possibly do all that work in time.
(Tiny) Oh, yes, I can, Daddy.
If I cut some corners.
Fold, tuck, drape!
C'mon team, go faster for real!
You, not so many clothes pins.
Just one per blanket and call it good!
And you, hurry up!
How hard is it to fold a fitted sheet?!
Okay, that's really hard.
Just use this.
(Guy) Tiny, please,
you're compromising the strength of the structure.
Just look, your plans called for the pool to be carved
from reinforced afghan...
but those are thread-bare, bumper sheets!
You've got to stop!
(Tiny) Not until The Plaza de Tiny is done, Daddy!
Hit me with that H-2-O!
Yeah! Now that's what I'm talking about!
Hey, oh...!
...oh, snap.
(Poppy) The water has made the fabric wobbly!
(Synth) Ohhh. That's why you don't use wet blankets.
Aight, cool!
(Guy) Everyone get out!
(Guy gasps)
Tiny! You have to come now, son!
(Tiny) No, Daddy! I have to keep going!
(screams)
(Tiny) Oh!
(Guy) Ah!
(Tiny) I have to... keep... building!
(Guy) Tiny, stop! No, you don't!
(Tiny) Yes, I do!
I have to build something the world has never seen before!
(Guy) But why?!
(Tiny) Because if I don't...
I'm not a Diamond.
(Guy) Not a Diamond?
(Tiny) It's like you said,
"Every Diamond built structures
that would stand until the end of time."
So, if I don't do that...
how can I be one of them?
(Guy) Tiny Diamond.
Young man, you listen to me, and you listen good,
because I have something that you need to hear.
First of all, the things the Diamonds of the past did
took them their entire lifetimes.
If they caught one glimpse of what you've accomplished
as a child...?
It would blow the hair right off their heads.
(Tiny sniffs)
And second of all, and way, way more importantly,
none of that matters!
I don't care if you build a thousand skyscrapers,
or if you never touch another blanket again,
you are always a Diamond.
Because you are my son.
(Tiny) Dang, Daddy.
That hits Tiny Diamond right here.
You wanna bounce?
Daddy and Tiny, out!
(Trolls) Woah!
(all laugh)
(Synth) Let's Palooza, People!
(all cheer)
(Tiny) Well, I guess that's the end of the Plaza de Tiny.
Fortunately, I've got an idea
to build a new blanket structure,
near the south east root of the Trolls Tree!
(Guy) The southeast root?
But didn't another structure just move there?
(door slams)
(Sky Toronto) Leave us.
(Sun pants)
(all moan)
(Poppy) It's so hot.
(B) We can solve that problem.
(R) Thanks to Funk Technology!
(gasp)
(all cheer)
(Poppy) You invented a freeze ray?!
(Holly) Cold dang, ya'll!
(Cooper) Woo, makes me wish I brought my sled! Eh?
(gasp)
(Cooper laughs)
(all laughing)
(snoring)
(Poppy) Weee...
(R) Okay, it's been real, but all this fun has tuckered you Trolls out.
(B) Better plan on sleepin' in tomorrow.
(Poppy) Can't, a bunch of us are cooking
for the big TrollsTopia Pancake Breakfast in the morning.
(snoring)
(Holly) It's true.
Gotta wake up at the crack of dawn
if we're gonna flap all them flipjacks...
Oh, sorry...
flap all them flipjacks...
(snoring)
(R) B and I will make the pancakes.
(B) Yeah, you Trolls are so tired you're delirious.
(Poppy) We're not delirious.
We've just gotta...
tell the librarian to dry clean...
the duck...
(snoring)
Gaaah!
I slept in!
Now there's no time to fix the breakfast
and everyone will be disappointed!
Don't think, just cook! Go, go, go, go, go!
(R) Whoa whoa, Poppy, Poppy! It's okay!
(B) We've got it covered, remember?
(Poppy) I remember something about a librarian and a duck.
(R) We've invented new funk technology
to handle the breakfast.
Say hello to the Pancaker Maker 3000!
(Poppy) Oooh...
(B) This baby is specifically engineered to produce
as many pancakes as we want, at the touch of a button.
Observe!
(mechanical sounds)
(Poppy) Mmm...
These are... flap-tacular! Wow,
thank you, guys.
Is there anything I can do to help?
(R) Relax! Take a load off!
(B) Or if you need a project,
you can go help Cooper outta that ice!
(Cooper) Aaah!
This was a mistake.
Aaah!
(Poppy) Ah!
(laughing)
(Both) Huh?
(R) Oh, sis, did you program the Pancaker
to randomly lose power?
(B) Nuh-uh.
(R) Mm, then we may have a problem.
(Both) Uh?
Ah!
(all moaning)
(R) Oh, no!
(B) Are you, Trolls, okay?
(Lownote) Oh, we're all cool.
But sadly I can't say the same
for our ship's groovetonium core...
(R) Oh, no! That's the power source for all funk technology!
(B) No wonder the Pancaker 3000's on the fritz!
(Lownote) That's right.
Until I can fix it, there's no funk ship,
no funk teleportation and worst of all...
no funk air conditioning.
Seriously, in the sun that ship is gonna sizzle...!
(Branch) Oh, no, my ball!
(Lownote laughs)
(B) How are we gonna make all those pancakes
before the Trolls arrive for the breakfast
without funk technology?
(R) I know, it's bad, dear sister!
But the Trolls are counting on us.
We have no choice but to make these pancakes ...
the Tr'old Fashioned Way!
(Branch) Oh, no, my kite!
(Lownote laughs)
(R) It's called a cookbook.
Troll at the library says it'll tell us how to make
pancakes.
(B) Hmm... how does it work?
(R) I expect just like a regular Funk Troll book.
Cookbook: Activate.
Chapter: Breakfast foods.
(B) Cookbook: Initiate search query,
subject: Pancakes.
Pancakes!
(R) Pancakes!
(B) Cookbook!
(R) Now, it says here on these pages...
(B) ...which you have to turn with your fingers
if you wanna access the information, apparently...
(R) ...there are a series of steps to follow when making pancakes.
Step one, add the flour...
slowly.
"Once you have mixed the batter,
coat the surface of the pan with butter."
Coat some surface here...
(B) ...and some surface over here...
(R) ...and some here...
(B) Blamo!
And a bit more surface here...
(R) ...and don't forget over here...
(B) There! The surface is fully coated!
Ah! Look out!
(R) I got it!
(screaming)
(both) Uff...
*
(Lownote) Good news, Trolls!
I completely forgot that I have a back-up groovetonium core...
Oh, well, easy come, easy go.
(gasp)
(both scream)
(R) There! Welded on!
That pan's not goin' anywhere!
Next it says,
"wait until batter bubbles and flip the pancake?"
(B) Flip a sizzling pancake? On a welded pan?! How?!
(R) I don't know!
Old Fashioned Trolls are non-specific as all get out!
(both groan)
Okay, sis! Flip it!
*
(B) Oh! We are cooking now!
(both screaming)
(R) All right, once you've flipped the pancake with a spatula...
(B) Which you're somehow supposed to know is a thing in advance,
apparently.
(R) ...wait until pancake is golden brown, serve and enjoy.
(both gasp)
B, we did it!
We made a Tr'old Fashion pancake!
(B) Yes, we did, R!
And maybe, just maybe,
if we can replicate this process enough times
before the Trolls arrive, we can...
(Poppy) Hey, guys!
- (R) Poppy! - (B) What are you doing here?
(Poppy) It's time for the breakfast. Trolls just arrived.
(Crowd of Trolls) Hi!
(both) Ah!
(Poppy) Anyway, just came back here to make sure everything
is coming along.
But if the rest of the pancakes look as good as that one,
I can see we are in for a treat!
(Poppy giggles)
(Both) Aaah!
(R) It took us two hours to make one pancake!
Now there's no time to fix the breakfast,
everyone'll be disappointed!
(B) Ah, don't think, just cook! Go, go, go, go, go!
(R) Gah, where's the spatula?!
(B) I dunno, just flip it!
(R and B screaming)
(murmuring)
(Poppy) I'm sure everything's fine.
Guys, what happened?
(R) Sorry, Poppy,
it turns out we don't have this breakfast covered at all.
(B) Vibe Town went offline, we lost our Pancaker Maker
and, well, we're helpless without our Funk Technology.
It's the source of our problem-solving power.
(both sigh)
(Poppy) I see...
So, what, I should tell the Trolls another ten minutes,
or...?
(R) Ten minutes?
(B) Poppy, did you hear anything we just said?
(Poppy) Of course. And I don't buy a word of it.
(Both) Huh?
(Poppy) Guys, I have watched you solve problems
way tougher than this, countless times before.
And it wasn't because of the mind-blowing funk machines
at your fingertips.
It was because of the creativity you have up here.
You don't need technology to solve problems.
Improvise! Innovate! Think outside the box!
Like you always do.
(R) Y'know, B, we may not have time to make thousands of pancakes.
(B) But we may have time to make one giant pancake!
* Got everything that we need *
* Right here inside Of you and me *
* Ohhh *
* With our creativity, We'll figure out anything *
* Yeah, yeah *
* Yeah, yeah, We just keep keeping on *
* Showing 'em all how Strong we are *
* Yeah, yeah, Ain't no backing down *
* We always gonna work it out *
* Yeah, yeah, we got, got everything it takes, takes *
* Whatever the stakes *
* We know we'll do it *
* Yeah, yeah, we got, got everything we need *
* Need, when it's you and me *
* There's nothing to it, We'll be singing... *
* Ohhh *
* Ahh nah nah *
* Ohhh! Ahh nah nah *
* Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah *
* We'll be singing *
* Ohh **
(R) Guess you were right, Queen P!
(B) Technology isn't the source of our problem-solving power
after all.
(Holly) R, B, this is the gosh darn best pancake breakfast
I've ever had, ya'll!
But I think you mighta forgotten the syrup...?
(R) Oh, did we?
(B) Or were we just waiting to deliver it
the Troll'd Fashioned way.
(Lownote) Good news, Trolls!
I completely forgot that I have a back-up,
back-up groovetonium core...
(gasps)
(sighs)
Oh, pancakes!
(Lownote laughs)
* It's gonna be sleek *
* It's gonna be shiny *
* It's gonna be top notch Watch like Tiny *
* Yeah, I'm the greatest Fort builder to date *
* Got the style, will, Brains and I'm... *
* Building up *
* Not gonna stop *
* Higher and higher *
* Straight to the top *
* He's building up *
* I'm building up *
* Not gonna stop *
* Never gonna stop *
* Higher and higher *
* Straight to the top *
* Yeah, straight to the top **