Trolls: The Beat Goes On! (2018) s01e06 Episode Script
The Giver ; Bellow Bug Day
1 [POPPY.]
Put your hair up in the air Live it up Every day you wake up singing Turn it up The party's just beginning All together you and me Hair in the air, we're a family We got everything we need Hair in the air 'Cause we're proud to be Celebrating who we are Yeah, we made it through the dark Harmony is everywhere Put your hair up in the air Ah, ah, ah, ah Put your hair up in the air [BRIGHT MUSIC.]
[POPPY.]
Years ago, on the night of the Harvest Moon, a mysterious Troll paid our village a visit and delivered gifts to everyone, becoming known only as [WHISPERING.]
the Giver.
[NORMAL VOICE.]
Every harvest moon since has been the same, leaving presents under the veil of night.
[BOTH.]
Yay! [TROLLS CHEERING.]
Which everyone loves but it drives me completely insane! [CONFUSED CHATTERING.]
When you give a gift, you're supposed to receive a thank-you card.
It's what separates us from the animals.
And this Troll is making a mockery of the whole thing.
Ugh! [ALL GASP.]
I think I might have missed a step from being in my bunker the last decade.
Does she do this every year? Pretty much.
I just nap through it.
Thank goodness, I learned to sleep with my eyes open, right? - [SNORES.]
- [GASPS.]
Well, listen up, Giver.
You may have escaped me in the past, but this year I've rigged the entire village with hidden alarms.
[ALARMS BLARING.]
Which means I will catch you and you will get what's coming to you.
- Yeah.
- This! [PARTY HORN SOUNDS, UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYS.]
Uh, yeah, that.
So this is your last chance.
Come forward now and take your thank-you like a Troll.
- [LAUGHING.]
- Something funny, Branch? - [CHUCKLES.]
Yes, you.
- Hmm I realize I'm new to all this, but if "the Gifter" wants to remain anonymous, shouldn't we respect that? It's "the Giver.
" If you're gonna be a know-it-all, get your facts straight.
Uh, Poppy, just did a hair count, and Satin and Chenille are absent.
Absent? On the Harvest Moon? Let's go, Smidge.
We've got a new lead suspect.
Uh, there's two of them.
We've got a new lead suspects.
[SNEEZES, SIGHS.]
I love being sick.
It's like my body has a whole other side to its personality for me to get to know.
Don't you think? Back, vessel of pestilence! Back! You ready to bust these gift-giving punks, Poppy? Locked and loaded.
[MUNCHING.]
Ugh! Don't you have better things to do? Than watch you make a fool of yourself? [MUNCHES.]
Please, I cleared my whole day.
Ignore him.
How do we get 'em to talk? By using the oldest Troll interrogating technique there is Good cop, great cop.
Ah! Ooh, that sunshine feels so good.
You know what else is good? Cookies.
And you can have them if you tell me what I want to know.
- Ooh.
- Or if you don't, either way.
That's so nice.
Oh, yeah? Well, I'll give you an entire cake, no strings attached! Wow, I feel like I should at least tell you something.
Well, I'll give you a back rub.
- I'll write you a haiku.
- I'll be your best friend! Okay.
Okay.
I confess.
I color my hair! I'm not a natural purple.
Neither is Chenille.
[WHIMPERS.]
You are dead to me.
Hold on.
So you're not the Giver? [LAUGHING.]
Bravo, Poppy.
You really broke the case of the purple hair wide open.
- [LAUGHING.]
- [POPPY GROWLS.]
[GASPS.]
That looks like the paper the Giver uses.
Explain yourself ves! That paper's not ours.
Yeah, it's so five years ago.
Do you think we've been living under a rock? [SLURPS, SMACKS LIPS.]
It's definitely the same Quality pulp, hand-cut edging, and look at the insignia.
It comes from Sky Toronto's Party Shop.
Ladies, I really hope Sky doesn't tell me you're the Giver, or so help me, I'll thank you like you've never been thanked before.
[WHISTLE BLASTS.]
It's crunch time, people.
I need 200 piñata ideas on my desk by tomorrow morning.
Queen Poppy, I'm honored, yada, yada, but let's cut to the chase.
There are 18 parties, 12 soirees, and at least five shindigs on an average Troll night, all supplied by me, Sky Toronto.
- [FINGERS SNAPPING.]
- So time is glitter.
- Do you recognize this? - Pause.
Mr.
Toronto, the new confetti designs for your approval, sir.
Pass, hard pass, too cliché.
Ah, that one.
That's the confetti of the now.
Yes, I recognize it.
Not popular, except with one Troll who picks up about 100 rolls once a year.
[GASPS.]
Once a year? Hey, S.
T.
The boys in decorations just cooked up this new color.
Thoughts? Hmm.
Not bad.
But disco balls aren't testing well.
How about disco cubes? [GASPING.]
Let me get this straight.
The Troll who gets this paper, you've seen him in person? Many times.
[FIREWORKS EXPLODING, OVERLAPPING SCREAMS.]
Don't mind that.
Accident in the trick candle division.
We try to put it out, but every time we do [EXPLOSION BOOMS, TROLLS SCREAM.]
Okay.
Just give Harper here a physical description.
Body of a warrior.
Earlobes of a poet.
Butt that shimmers like the night sky.
We done here? [GROANS.]
Describe the mystery Troll, not yourself.
My mistake.
But I'm keeping that.
The Troll had dark eyes, shrouded face, and hair the color of mystery.
[STAMMERS.]
What is this? This isn't helpful.
I said I saw the Giver, not that it'd be helpful.
Wait.
I've seen this Troll.
[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC.]
I saw the Troll down here this morning Over by the tree roots.
[WIND WHISTLING.]
- [GASPS.]
- Uh The Giver's stash.
They'll have to come back here before delivering tonight's gifts.
- This is where we make our stand.
- [SQUISHING.]
Uh, we're standing in mud.
This is where we make our stand.
[OWL HOOTING.]
It's just a matter of time.
Eventually our mystery Troll will have to come back to get the gifts, only to find Whammo! It's a stakeout, boy! - Oh, yeah! - [RUSTLING.]
That's the Giver now! Got ya! [UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING, PARTY HORNS SOUND.]
[TOGETHER.]
Thank you! Ha! I thanked you! I thanked you so hard! Yes, yes, yes! Now what do you have to say for yourself? You're welcome.
Cooper? All these years, it was you? W-why did you When did you You know what? Just start from the beginning and tell me everything.
Everything? Okay.
Darkness.
Then I emerge from the womb, wearing this very hat.
And then the theme of my seventh birthday party was invisible friends.
It was very well attended.
And then after years of hard work, at graduation, my classmates finally turned to me and said, "You're not in this class.
" [CHUCKLES.]
We laughed.
And then some weird Troll told me if I came out here, I'd find some empty boxes for my empty-box collection.
And then you trapped me and said, "Tell me everything.
" And then I said, "Darkness.
"I emerge from the womb" Whoa! Just answer this question.
Are you or are you not the Giver? That's the weird Troll that sent me here.
The Giver sent you here? Special delivery from the Giver.
"Dear Poppy, I'm sorry.
This was the only way.
"From, the Giver.
" It's a setup.
The Giver wanted us to come here! [ALARMS BLARING.]
Oh, my Guh.
Halt! Halt in the name of gratitude! [BLARING CONTINUES.]
[TROLLS CHEERING.]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
Thank you! [INDISTINCT CHATTERING AND CHUCKLING.]
The Giver won, Smidge.
[TOOTING.]
No point in holding on to this anymore.
Come on, Poppy, at least you got a present, huh? A horribly wrapped present.
Who uses so much tape? [SIGHS.]
Chenille was right.
This Troll really must live Under a rock! [GASPS.]
Trolly-moley.
I know who it is! [GRUNTS.]
I really regret doing that.
[GRUNTING.]
[OWL HOOTING.]
- Long night, Branch? - [GASPS.]
Uh, I, uh Funny you're struggling with your words.
I always thought that you had a gift for language.
Um, yeah, well, I guess not today.
Let me give you a bit of advice, by the way.
Don't sneak up on Trolls in the middle of the night.
Oh, Branch.
Always such a giver.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
Okay, I admit it, I'm the Giver.
Just please don't scrapbook summarize how I did it.
- First - Okay.
You followed me to Satin and Chenille's under the guise of wanting to see me embarrass myself.
- Confess! Confess! Confess! - [SNEEZES.]
[POPPY.]
But really, you were planting evidence.
Which led me to Sky Toronto, who, of course, remembered the mysterious Troll who comes in but once a year.
"I'm Sky Toronto, I'm very important.
" So, knowing I'd bring in Harper, you made sure that she noticed you at your hiding place in Misty Meadows.
"Look at me.
Look at me.
Look at me.
" "I'm looking at you.
" Which lured me away from Troll Village.
And to make sure I stayed there Menter Cooper.
"You got it, weird dude.
" I figured out every detail of your plan except one.
Why, Branch? Why? [SIGHS.]
Well, I guess it started 'cause all those years I lived down here got really lonely.
Giving gifts was my way of feeling connected to everyone.
Aw, Branch, that That's really beautiful.
Why in the world would you keep that a secret? 'Cause I don't want people to know I have feelings.
[GRUNTS.]
So what's the story, Poppy? Did you thank Branch's sorry butt? Nah.
I realized Branch couldn't be the Giver, Smidge.
He isn't nearly that sweet and sensitive.
[CHUCKLES.]
You know me.
Heart made of stone.
Guess we'll have to try again next year.
Really? And so the dance continues.
[BOTH.]
Thank you.
[BRIGHT MUSIC.]
[POPPY.]
One of the best qualities of the Trolls is that they get excited about anything.
[BOTH.]
Yeah! [POPPY.]
And nothing excites us more than the beautiful song of the Bellow Bug.
[HIGH-PITCHED SINGING.]
- Whoo! - Oh, my Guh! [POPPY.]
Unfortunately, the Bellow Bug only comes out once every five years [CRIES.]
[POPPY.]
due to its apprehensive nature, which is why, now that I'm queen, I have to make sure everything's just right, so it feels comfortable enough to emerge.
Otherwise, everyone will be devastated.
[ALL.]
We're devastated.
[CRYING.]
[SIGHS.]
But that's not gonna happen 'cause I have this Bellow Bug Day under control.
Bleachers, check.
Food for bug, check.
Shade for bug, check.
Calming white noise for bug? [EXHALING DEEPLY.]
[VOCALIZING.]
Forget it.
I'm not doing this.
Hold on.
Please, Branch.
You saw how excited everybody was this morning.
All right, Trolls, it's Bellow Bug Day! - [ALL CHEERING.]
- Whoo! Bellow Bug Day! Whoo-hoo-hoo! They're counting on me to deliver.
Poppy, would you relax? The bug's gonna come out, sing a song, and bring joy to everyone, just like he always has and always will.
Well, until he dies.
- [GASPS.]
- I mean, he is, like, 400 years old.
Dies? Thanks for putting that thought in my head.
Now I got to check on him.
Poppy, wait! It was just a hypothetical! Psst.
Bellow Bug.
Bellow Bug? [THUMP.]
What are you doing here? I want to check out his digs.
Oh, no, it is dead! [WHISPERING.]
Or maybe it's just asleep? I'll test his breath, to be sure.
- [EXHALES DEEPLY.]
- [SIGHS.]
[ALL SCREAMING.]
Wait! I was just making sure you weren't dead! [CHOMP.]
[GASPS.]
It all happened so fast.
One second, the Bellow Bug was perfectly fine.
And then, and then You scared it to death.
Did not see that coming.
This is a disaster, Branch.
When everyone hears the Bellow Bug is gone, they'll be devastated.
Poppy, easy.
Yes, they're into Bellow Bug Day, but are they really that into it? Whoo-hoo-hoo! Bellow Bug Day forever! I got to do something, something so amazing, no one will even notice the Bellow Bug is gone.
Quick, say the most fun thing you can think of.
- One, two, three! - A clutter-free workspace.
Never mind.
I'll just research a better idea at the Troll Village Library.
The Troll Village what-bary? We have a library? Yeah.
Hmm, I've really never brought you here? Anyway, there's only one way in.
Um, so what are we supposed - [BRANCH YELLING.]
- [POPPY LAUGHING.]
[BRANCH.]
Ow! [ELECTRONIC VOICE.]
Get excited.
Three, two, one, action.
- [BRANCH YELLING.]
- [POPPY LAUGHING.]
[DISTORTED YELLING AND LAUGHTER.]
[PANTS.]
Wait.
This is where we started.
What was the point of that? 'Cause it's fun! [POPPY.]
These scrapbooks are filled with Troll stories, discoveries, and musings.
[BRANCH.]
Wow! Look at all this.
Music, fun, hugs, hugs continued, hugs continued, continued, frosting [GASPS.]
"practical matters"? [SIGHS.]
One of these books has to have something so fun, it'll make everyone forget about the Bellow Bug.
How to Win Friends and Influence Bergens? No.
Everybody Poops Cupcakes? No.
A Brief History of Fun? Come to Poppy.
Um [GASPS.]
This thing makes triple rainbows? [SHIMMERING TONE.]
There's nothing Trolls love more than rainbows.
[WEDDING MUSIC.]
[TROLL.]
Rainbow! Except for double rainbows.
[SOBBING.]
[TROLL.]
Double rainbow! [ALL CHEERING.]
Imagine how excited everyone would be if they saw a triple rainbow.
- Ugh.
Not sure I want to.
- Look, a map.
The ancient Trolls hid the Triple Rainbow Maker in a cave across the forest.
Poppy, this journey is really dangerous.
See, here and this particularly skull-y place here.
I know you want to protect the Trolls from a bad Bellow Bug Day, but it's not worth risking our lives over.
Agreed.
Off to get the Triple Rainbow Maker! [GROANS.]
Fine.
If you won't listen to what I'm saying, will you listen to what I'm Singing? We're putting our lives in danger All for some silly rainbow Poppy, let's not go Stay safe with me Oh.
That was beautiful.
[INHALES DEEPLY.]
But I know everything will be just fine Long as you stick with me, oh, my Whether the weather's fair or fine I know there'll be always A clear blue sky And sun shining yellow and bright Behind even the darkest clouds There's always light Light a fire Things have never been so dire I can't stand any more positivity That storm cloud looks like a bunny.
This is the height of disaster - Whoo! - But all I hear is your laughter [BOTH.]
Oh, why is it so hard for you to see? Don't you kno-o-o-w how it go-o-o-es Just keep your head down As long as the wind blows When the clouds part, the sun shines There's nothing - And rainbows are born - waiting [BOTH.]
On the other side of the storm [POPPY.]
We found the Rainbow Maker! [TENSE MUSIC.]
[SIGHS.]
See, Branch? You always think something is gonna go Ahhh! wrong.
[ALL CHEERING.]
Bellow Bug! Bellow Bug! Bellow Bug! Quick update, Trolls No sign of Poppy yet, but I'm sure she's just off making this the greatest Bellow Bug Day ever! [ALL.]
Yeah! Bellow Bug! Bellow Bug! Bellow Bug! Bellow Bug! Okay, this looks bad.
But once we hot-glue this Rainbow Maker back together, they won't even remember the Bellow Bug.
Oh, good news, there's instructions on how to reassemble it "in case of excessive clumsiness.
" - Hmm.
- That's their language, not mine.
Yeah, yeah, I'm graceful.
Instructions.
Don't want to brag, but let's just say when it comes to instructions, I could be an instructor.
- Okay.
- [POPPY.]
Done.
[FANFARE PLAYS.]
Uh, okay, there's no way you built that properly.
Aha.
I don't see anything.
Comeon, time's a-wastin'.
[SHIMMERING TONE.]
Hello, rainbow.
[SCREAMING.]
[RUMBLING.]
Tornado? Uh, come on, come on, come on.
[GASPS.]
Maybe that extra gear was important? It's not an extra gear! Uh, you get the Trolls to safety.
I'll stop the tornado.
[GULPS.]
Somehow? - [MOOS.]
- [YELLS.]
- [ALARMS BLARING.]
- [BRANCH.]
Warning.
The Emergency Alert System has been activated.
We are experiencing an earthquake - [ALL SCREAMING.]
- or a tsunami [ALL SCREAMING.]
or predatory birds are coming to peck at us with their pointy beaks.
[ALL.]
Huh? [POPPY.]
Branch, just finish the recording.
[BRANCH.]
Get to the Fear Bunker, or you're all gonna die! [ALL SCREAMING.]
Troubleshooting.
Okay.
Muted colors not helpful.
Leprechauns no.
Here we go, tornadoes.
"Turn machine off.
" Great.
Okay.
The Trolls are safe.
How do we stop this thing? By putting the Rainbow Maker back together the right way and shutting it off.
So I'm going in.
Don't worry about me.
I'll be fine in there All alone, just by myself, no one to help.
- [GROANS.]
I'll go, too.
- Yay! [BRANCH YELLS.]
[COW MOOS.]
Quick, grab the parts and meet me in the eye of the storm! Break! [EXCITING MUSIC.]
Come on, come on! - [MOOS.]
- Aah! - Branch, quit messing around! - [BRANCH YELLS, GRUNTS.]
"Insert quad bearings into the base plate!" What's a base plate? Ow! This is.
Aah! [GRUNTS.]
Huh? Aah! It's about to hit Troll Village! Ugh! I'm still missing that extra gear.
Stop calling it an extra gear! There! [GRUNTS, GASPS.]
[SCREAMING.]
- Hope this works! - [DEVICE BEEPS.]
- Whoa! - [BOTH SCREAMING.]
[MOOS.]
Poppy, Branch, you're all right.
But what happened to the Bellow Bug? Is he okay? [SOMBER MUSIC.]
[SIGHS.]
Guys, I have to tell you something.
The Bellow Bug is - [YELLING.]
- Huh? Right here.
[ALL CHEERING.]
[BUG SINGING "QUEEN OF THE NIGHT".]
[SIGHS.]
Huh? - [GRUNTS.]
- [CHUCKLES.]
[TROLLS CHEERING.]
So beautiful! You know, I'd almost forgotten why this is everyone's favorite holiday.
Well, not everyone's.
My favorite holiday is next week.
You mean Prank Day? That's right.
And guess who I'm gonna prank first.
[SHUDDERS.]
[UPBEAT MUSIC.]
[POPPY AND BRANCH.]
Don't you kno-o-o-w how it go-o-o-es Just keep your head down As long as the wind blows - [POPPY.]
When the clouds part - [BRANCH.]
There's nothing [POPPY.]
The sun shines - And rainbows are born - [BRANCH.]
waiting [POPPY AND BRANCH.]
On the other side of the storm
Put your hair up in the air Live it up Every day you wake up singing Turn it up The party's just beginning All together you and me Hair in the air, we're a family We got everything we need Hair in the air 'Cause we're proud to be Celebrating who we are Yeah, we made it through the dark Harmony is everywhere Put your hair up in the air Ah, ah, ah, ah Put your hair up in the air [BRIGHT MUSIC.]
[POPPY.]
Years ago, on the night of the Harvest Moon, a mysterious Troll paid our village a visit and delivered gifts to everyone, becoming known only as [WHISPERING.]
the Giver.
[NORMAL VOICE.]
Every harvest moon since has been the same, leaving presents under the veil of night.
[BOTH.]
Yay! [TROLLS CHEERING.]
Which everyone loves but it drives me completely insane! [CONFUSED CHATTERING.]
When you give a gift, you're supposed to receive a thank-you card.
It's what separates us from the animals.
And this Troll is making a mockery of the whole thing.
Ugh! [ALL GASP.]
I think I might have missed a step from being in my bunker the last decade.
Does she do this every year? Pretty much.
I just nap through it.
Thank goodness, I learned to sleep with my eyes open, right? - [SNORES.]
- [GASPS.]
Well, listen up, Giver.
You may have escaped me in the past, but this year I've rigged the entire village with hidden alarms.
[ALARMS BLARING.]
Which means I will catch you and you will get what's coming to you.
- Yeah.
- This! [PARTY HORN SOUNDS, UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYS.]
Uh, yeah, that.
So this is your last chance.
Come forward now and take your thank-you like a Troll.
- [LAUGHING.]
- Something funny, Branch? - [CHUCKLES.]
Yes, you.
- Hmm I realize I'm new to all this, but if "the Gifter" wants to remain anonymous, shouldn't we respect that? It's "the Giver.
" If you're gonna be a know-it-all, get your facts straight.
Uh, Poppy, just did a hair count, and Satin and Chenille are absent.
Absent? On the Harvest Moon? Let's go, Smidge.
We've got a new lead suspect.
Uh, there's two of them.
We've got a new lead suspects.
[SNEEZES, SIGHS.]
I love being sick.
It's like my body has a whole other side to its personality for me to get to know.
Don't you think? Back, vessel of pestilence! Back! You ready to bust these gift-giving punks, Poppy? Locked and loaded.
[MUNCHING.]
Ugh! Don't you have better things to do? Than watch you make a fool of yourself? [MUNCHES.]
Please, I cleared my whole day.
Ignore him.
How do we get 'em to talk? By using the oldest Troll interrogating technique there is Good cop, great cop.
Ah! Ooh, that sunshine feels so good.
You know what else is good? Cookies.
And you can have them if you tell me what I want to know.
- Ooh.
- Or if you don't, either way.
That's so nice.
Oh, yeah? Well, I'll give you an entire cake, no strings attached! Wow, I feel like I should at least tell you something.
Well, I'll give you a back rub.
- I'll write you a haiku.
- I'll be your best friend! Okay.
Okay.
I confess.
I color my hair! I'm not a natural purple.
Neither is Chenille.
[WHIMPERS.]
You are dead to me.
Hold on.
So you're not the Giver? [LAUGHING.]
Bravo, Poppy.
You really broke the case of the purple hair wide open.
- [LAUGHING.]
- [POPPY GROWLS.]
[GASPS.]
That looks like the paper the Giver uses.
Explain yourself ves! That paper's not ours.
Yeah, it's so five years ago.
Do you think we've been living under a rock? [SLURPS, SMACKS LIPS.]
It's definitely the same Quality pulp, hand-cut edging, and look at the insignia.
It comes from Sky Toronto's Party Shop.
Ladies, I really hope Sky doesn't tell me you're the Giver, or so help me, I'll thank you like you've never been thanked before.
[WHISTLE BLASTS.]
It's crunch time, people.
I need 200 piñata ideas on my desk by tomorrow morning.
Queen Poppy, I'm honored, yada, yada, but let's cut to the chase.
There are 18 parties, 12 soirees, and at least five shindigs on an average Troll night, all supplied by me, Sky Toronto.
- [FINGERS SNAPPING.]
- So time is glitter.
- Do you recognize this? - Pause.
Mr.
Toronto, the new confetti designs for your approval, sir.
Pass, hard pass, too cliché.
Ah, that one.
That's the confetti of the now.
Yes, I recognize it.
Not popular, except with one Troll who picks up about 100 rolls once a year.
[GASPS.]
Once a year? Hey, S.
T.
The boys in decorations just cooked up this new color.
Thoughts? Hmm.
Not bad.
But disco balls aren't testing well.
How about disco cubes? [GASPING.]
Let me get this straight.
The Troll who gets this paper, you've seen him in person? Many times.
[FIREWORKS EXPLODING, OVERLAPPING SCREAMS.]
Don't mind that.
Accident in the trick candle division.
We try to put it out, but every time we do [EXPLOSION BOOMS, TROLLS SCREAM.]
Okay.
Just give Harper here a physical description.
Body of a warrior.
Earlobes of a poet.
Butt that shimmers like the night sky.
We done here? [GROANS.]
Describe the mystery Troll, not yourself.
My mistake.
But I'm keeping that.
The Troll had dark eyes, shrouded face, and hair the color of mystery.
[STAMMERS.]
What is this? This isn't helpful.
I said I saw the Giver, not that it'd be helpful.
Wait.
I've seen this Troll.
[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC.]
I saw the Troll down here this morning Over by the tree roots.
[WIND WHISTLING.]
- [GASPS.]
- Uh The Giver's stash.
They'll have to come back here before delivering tonight's gifts.
- This is where we make our stand.
- [SQUISHING.]
Uh, we're standing in mud.
This is where we make our stand.
[OWL HOOTING.]
It's just a matter of time.
Eventually our mystery Troll will have to come back to get the gifts, only to find Whammo! It's a stakeout, boy! - Oh, yeah! - [RUSTLING.]
That's the Giver now! Got ya! [UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING, PARTY HORNS SOUND.]
[TOGETHER.]
Thank you! Ha! I thanked you! I thanked you so hard! Yes, yes, yes! Now what do you have to say for yourself? You're welcome.
Cooper? All these years, it was you? W-why did you When did you You know what? Just start from the beginning and tell me everything.
Everything? Okay.
Darkness.
Then I emerge from the womb, wearing this very hat.
And then the theme of my seventh birthday party was invisible friends.
It was very well attended.
And then after years of hard work, at graduation, my classmates finally turned to me and said, "You're not in this class.
" [CHUCKLES.]
We laughed.
And then some weird Troll told me if I came out here, I'd find some empty boxes for my empty-box collection.
And then you trapped me and said, "Tell me everything.
" And then I said, "Darkness.
"I emerge from the womb" Whoa! Just answer this question.
Are you or are you not the Giver? That's the weird Troll that sent me here.
The Giver sent you here? Special delivery from the Giver.
"Dear Poppy, I'm sorry.
This was the only way.
"From, the Giver.
" It's a setup.
The Giver wanted us to come here! [ALARMS BLARING.]
Oh, my Guh.
Halt! Halt in the name of gratitude! [BLARING CONTINUES.]
[TROLLS CHEERING.]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
Thank you! [INDISTINCT CHATTERING AND CHUCKLING.]
The Giver won, Smidge.
[TOOTING.]
No point in holding on to this anymore.
Come on, Poppy, at least you got a present, huh? A horribly wrapped present.
Who uses so much tape? [SIGHS.]
Chenille was right.
This Troll really must live Under a rock! [GASPS.]
Trolly-moley.
I know who it is! [GRUNTS.]
I really regret doing that.
[GRUNTING.]
[OWL HOOTING.]
- Long night, Branch? - [GASPS.]
Uh, I, uh Funny you're struggling with your words.
I always thought that you had a gift for language.
Um, yeah, well, I guess not today.
Let me give you a bit of advice, by the way.
Don't sneak up on Trolls in the middle of the night.
Oh, Branch.
Always such a giver.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
Okay, I admit it, I'm the Giver.
Just please don't scrapbook summarize how I did it.
- First - Okay.
You followed me to Satin and Chenille's under the guise of wanting to see me embarrass myself.
- Confess! Confess! Confess! - [SNEEZES.]
[POPPY.]
But really, you were planting evidence.
Which led me to Sky Toronto, who, of course, remembered the mysterious Troll who comes in but once a year.
"I'm Sky Toronto, I'm very important.
" So, knowing I'd bring in Harper, you made sure that she noticed you at your hiding place in Misty Meadows.
"Look at me.
Look at me.
Look at me.
" "I'm looking at you.
" Which lured me away from Troll Village.
And to make sure I stayed there Menter Cooper.
"You got it, weird dude.
" I figured out every detail of your plan except one.
Why, Branch? Why? [SIGHS.]
Well, I guess it started 'cause all those years I lived down here got really lonely.
Giving gifts was my way of feeling connected to everyone.
Aw, Branch, that That's really beautiful.
Why in the world would you keep that a secret? 'Cause I don't want people to know I have feelings.
[GRUNTS.]
So what's the story, Poppy? Did you thank Branch's sorry butt? Nah.
I realized Branch couldn't be the Giver, Smidge.
He isn't nearly that sweet and sensitive.
[CHUCKLES.]
You know me.
Heart made of stone.
Guess we'll have to try again next year.
Really? And so the dance continues.
[BOTH.]
Thank you.
[BRIGHT MUSIC.]
[POPPY.]
One of the best qualities of the Trolls is that they get excited about anything.
[BOTH.]
Yeah! [POPPY.]
And nothing excites us more than the beautiful song of the Bellow Bug.
[HIGH-PITCHED SINGING.]
- Whoo! - Oh, my Guh! [POPPY.]
Unfortunately, the Bellow Bug only comes out once every five years [CRIES.]
[POPPY.]
due to its apprehensive nature, which is why, now that I'm queen, I have to make sure everything's just right, so it feels comfortable enough to emerge.
Otherwise, everyone will be devastated.
[ALL.]
We're devastated.
[CRYING.]
[SIGHS.]
But that's not gonna happen 'cause I have this Bellow Bug Day under control.
Bleachers, check.
Food for bug, check.
Shade for bug, check.
Calming white noise for bug? [EXHALING DEEPLY.]
[VOCALIZING.]
Forget it.
I'm not doing this.
Hold on.
Please, Branch.
You saw how excited everybody was this morning.
All right, Trolls, it's Bellow Bug Day! - [ALL CHEERING.]
- Whoo! Bellow Bug Day! Whoo-hoo-hoo! They're counting on me to deliver.
Poppy, would you relax? The bug's gonna come out, sing a song, and bring joy to everyone, just like he always has and always will.
Well, until he dies.
- [GASPS.]
- I mean, he is, like, 400 years old.
Dies? Thanks for putting that thought in my head.
Now I got to check on him.
Poppy, wait! It was just a hypothetical! Psst.
Bellow Bug.
Bellow Bug? [THUMP.]
What are you doing here? I want to check out his digs.
Oh, no, it is dead! [WHISPERING.]
Or maybe it's just asleep? I'll test his breath, to be sure.
- [EXHALES DEEPLY.]
- [SIGHS.]
[ALL SCREAMING.]
Wait! I was just making sure you weren't dead! [CHOMP.]
[GASPS.]
It all happened so fast.
One second, the Bellow Bug was perfectly fine.
And then, and then You scared it to death.
Did not see that coming.
This is a disaster, Branch.
When everyone hears the Bellow Bug is gone, they'll be devastated.
Poppy, easy.
Yes, they're into Bellow Bug Day, but are they really that into it? Whoo-hoo-hoo! Bellow Bug Day forever! I got to do something, something so amazing, no one will even notice the Bellow Bug is gone.
Quick, say the most fun thing you can think of.
- One, two, three! - A clutter-free workspace.
Never mind.
I'll just research a better idea at the Troll Village Library.
The Troll Village what-bary? We have a library? Yeah.
Hmm, I've really never brought you here? Anyway, there's only one way in.
Um, so what are we supposed - [BRANCH YELLING.]
- [POPPY LAUGHING.]
[BRANCH.]
Ow! [ELECTRONIC VOICE.]
Get excited.
Three, two, one, action.
- [BRANCH YELLING.]
- [POPPY LAUGHING.]
[DISTORTED YELLING AND LAUGHTER.]
[PANTS.]
Wait.
This is where we started.
What was the point of that? 'Cause it's fun! [POPPY.]
These scrapbooks are filled with Troll stories, discoveries, and musings.
[BRANCH.]
Wow! Look at all this.
Music, fun, hugs, hugs continued, hugs continued, continued, frosting [GASPS.]
"practical matters"? [SIGHS.]
One of these books has to have something so fun, it'll make everyone forget about the Bellow Bug.
How to Win Friends and Influence Bergens? No.
Everybody Poops Cupcakes? No.
A Brief History of Fun? Come to Poppy.
Um [GASPS.]
This thing makes triple rainbows? [SHIMMERING TONE.]
There's nothing Trolls love more than rainbows.
[WEDDING MUSIC.]
[TROLL.]
Rainbow! Except for double rainbows.
[SOBBING.]
[TROLL.]
Double rainbow! [ALL CHEERING.]
Imagine how excited everyone would be if they saw a triple rainbow.
- Ugh.
Not sure I want to.
- Look, a map.
The ancient Trolls hid the Triple Rainbow Maker in a cave across the forest.
Poppy, this journey is really dangerous.
See, here and this particularly skull-y place here.
I know you want to protect the Trolls from a bad Bellow Bug Day, but it's not worth risking our lives over.
Agreed.
Off to get the Triple Rainbow Maker! [GROANS.]
Fine.
If you won't listen to what I'm saying, will you listen to what I'm Singing? We're putting our lives in danger All for some silly rainbow Poppy, let's not go Stay safe with me Oh.
That was beautiful.
[INHALES DEEPLY.]
But I know everything will be just fine Long as you stick with me, oh, my Whether the weather's fair or fine I know there'll be always A clear blue sky And sun shining yellow and bright Behind even the darkest clouds There's always light Light a fire Things have never been so dire I can't stand any more positivity That storm cloud looks like a bunny.
This is the height of disaster - Whoo! - But all I hear is your laughter [BOTH.]
Oh, why is it so hard for you to see? Don't you kno-o-o-w how it go-o-o-es Just keep your head down As long as the wind blows When the clouds part, the sun shines There's nothing - And rainbows are born - waiting [BOTH.]
On the other side of the storm [POPPY.]
We found the Rainbow Maker! [TENSE MUSIC.]
[SIGHS.]
See, Branch? You always think something is gonna go Ahhh! wrong.
[ALL CHEERING.]
Bellow Bug! Bellow Bug! Bellow Bug! Quick update, Trolls No sign of Poppy yet, but I'm sure she's just off making this the greatest Bellow Bug Day ever! [ALL.]
Yeah! Bellow Bug! Bellow Bug! Bellow Bug! Bellow Bug! Okay, this looks bad.
But once we hot-glue this Rainbow Maker back together, they won't even remember the Bellow Bug.
Oh, good news, there's instructions on how to reassemble it "in case of excessive clumsiness.
" - Hmm.
- That's their language, not mine.
Yeah, yeah, I'm graceful.
Instructions.
Don't want to brag, but let's just say when it comes to instructions, I could be an instructor.
- Okay.
- [POPPY.]
Done.
[FANFARE PLAYS.]
Uh, okay, there's no way you built that properly.
Aha.
I don't see anything.
Comeon, time's a-wastin'.
[SHIMMERING TONE.]
Hello, rainbow.
[SCREAMING.]
[RUMBLING.]
Tornado? Uh, come on, come on, come on.
[GASPS.]
Maybe that extra gear was important? It's not an extra gear! Uh, you get the Trolls to safety.
I'll stop the tornado.
[GULPS.]
Somehow? - [MOOS.]
- [YELLS.]
- [ALARMS BLARING.]
- [BRANCH.]
Warning.
The Emergency Alert System has been activated.
We are experiencing an earthquake - [ALL SCREAMING.]
- or a tsunami [ALL SCREAMING.]
or predatory birds are coming to peck at us with their pointy beaks.
[ALL.]
Huh? [POPPY.]
Branch, just finish the recording.
[BRANCH.]
Get to the Fear Bunker, or you're all gonna die! [ALL SCREAMING.]
Troubleshooting.
Okay.
Muted colors not helpful.
Leprechauns no.
Here we go, tornadoes.
"Turn machine off.
" Great.
Okay.
The Trolls are safe.
How do we stop this thing? By putting the Rainbow Maker back together the right way and shutting it off.
So I'm going in.
Don't worry about me.
I'll be fine in there All alone, just by myself, no one to help.
- [GROANS.]
I'll go, too.
- Yay! [BRANCH YELLS.]
[COW MOOS.]
Quick, grab the parts and meet me in the eye of the storm! Break! [EXCITING MUSIC.]
Come on, come on! - [MOOS.]
- Aah! - Branch, quit messing around! - [BRANCH YELLS, GRUNTS.]
"Insert quad bearings into the base plate!" What's a base plate? Ow! This is.
Aah! [GRUNTS.]
Huh? Aah! It's about to hit Troll Village! Ugh! I'm still missing that extra gear.
Stop calling it an extra gear! There! [GRUNTS, GASPS.]
[SCREAMING.]
- Hope this works! - [DEVICE BEEPS.]
- Whoa! - [BOTH SCREAMING.]
[MOOS.]
Poppy, Branch, you're all right.
But what happened to the Bellow Bug? Is he okay? [SOMBER MUSIC.]
[SIGHS.]
Guys, I have to tell you something.
The Bellow Bug is - [YELLING.]
- Huh? Right here.
[ALL CHEERING.]
[BUG SINGING "QUEEN OF THE NIGHT".]
[SIGHS.]
Huh? - [GRUNTS.]
- [CHUCKLES.]
[TROLLS CHEERING.]
So beautiful! You know, I'd almost forgotten why this is everyone's favorite holiday.
Well, not everyone's.
My favorite holiday is next week.
You mean Prank Day? That's right.
And guess who I'm gonna prank first.
[SHUDDERS.]
[UPBEAT MUSIC.]
[POPPY AND BRANCH.]
Don't you kno-o-o-w how it go-o-o-es Just keep your head down As long as the wind blows - [POPPY.]
When the clouds part - [BRANCH.]
There's nothing [POPPY.]
The sun shines - And rainbows are born - [BRANCH.]
waiting [POPPY AND BRANCH.]
On the other side of the storm