CLOUD GUY: Once upon a time, there were two Trolls. One was named Poppy.
Hey. How's it going?
CLOUD GUY: The other was named Branch.
What's up?
CLOUD GUY: Together, they saved the world.
TROLLS: Hooray!
CLOUD GUY: Poppy became queen. Branch found his true colors. And the two of them became best friends. Boom. And that was that. Pretty cute, right?. Not to me. I'm the type of cloud that goes for... this sorta thang. Anyhoo, what Poppy and Branch didn't know is that their world was a lot bigger than they knew. Like, a lot, lot, lot, lot bigger!
("One More Time" playing in distance)
♪ One more time ♪
♪ One more time, one more time ♪
What's up, my techno Trolls?!
- (crowd cheering)
- ♪ One more time ♪
- ♪ One more time ♪
- Yeah!
♪ We're gonna celebrate ♪
♪ Oh, yeah, all right, don't stop the dancing ♪
Tonight is about family, love and music!
(crowd cheering)
Come on!
Let me see you jump!
One, two, three, four!
And get ready for the drop!
Are you ready, little buddy?
Let's do this, King Trollex!
- Wait for it! - (beat building)
Come on.
Wait for it.
Yes.
- Wait for it. - Wait for it!
Wait for it.
Come on, man, hit me!
Just do it already!
(beat building loudly)
- ♪ One more time ♪
- (beat drops)
♪ Music's got me feeling so free ♪
- (sighs)
- ♪ We're gonna celebrate ♪
- Oh, yeah! - ♪ Celebrate and dance so free ♪
- ♪ Gonna party all night ♪ - ♪ One more time ♪
♪ One more time, we're gonna celebrate ♪
♪ Oh, yeah, all right, don't stop the dancing ♪
- ♪ Don't stop the dancing ♪ - ♪ Oh, yeah, all right ♪
- ♪ Don't stop the... ♪
Don't worry, everybody.
We'll get back to the party in a minute.
Let me just take care of this real quick.
♪ ♪
(electrical buzzing)
BARB: Hey, man.
There he is!
King Trollex of the Techno Trolls, right?
That's right.. Who's asking?
Queen Barb.
Of the Hard Rock Trolls.
And I'm here to take your string, bro.
(plays loud ascending chord)
No way.
Ooh, don't do it, man.
If we lose our string, we lose our music.
You mean your bleeps and bloops?
Beep, beep, beep, beep-beep, boo.
(chuckles). Yeah. That's not music.
Do you want to hear some real music?
Rockers!
(frightened murmuring)
(electrical buzzing)
Ah!
("Rock You Like a Hurricane" playing, rhythmic grunting)
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ Here I am ♪
♪ Rock you like a hurricane! ♪
Okay, okay, enough. Stop.
You're harshing the vibe we worked very hard to build to.
Oh, but by the end of my world tour, we're all gonna have the same vibe.
We're all gonna be one nation of Trolls, under rock.
(plays loud chord)
Who's ready to rock?!
♪ ♪Trolls
Trolls WORLD TOUR
("Girls Just Want to Have Fun" playing)
♪ Hey ♪
♪ Hey ♪
♪ Woke up in the morning light ♪
♪ Today is the day that I do everything right ♪
♪ Now that I'm queen,. I've got a kingdom to run ♪
♪ 'Cause Trolls, they wanna have fun ♪
♪ Yeah, Trolls just wanna have fun ♪
- ♪ They just wanna ♪ - ♪ Hey ♪
♪ They just wanna ♪
- ♪ They just wanna ♪ - ♪ Hey ♪
♪ Trolls just wanna have fun ♪
♪ Lived underground to get away from the world ♪
♪ Till I had my life changed by a beautiful girl ♪
♪ Just need the guts to tell her that she's the one ♪
♪ But you know, Trolls, they wanna have fun ♪
♪ Oh, Trolls just wanna have ♪
♪ That's all they really want ♪
♪ Some fun ♪
♪ When the working day is done ♪
♪ Oh, Trolls, they wanna have fun ♪
♪ Oh, Trolls just wanna have. ♪
(whoops, laughs)
Branch: All right, Queen Poppy. I've prepared an agenda for the day.
Poppy: Oh. Well, I hope it says singing, dancing and hugging. Ow-ow!
Branch: Uh, isn't that what we do every day?
Poppy: Yeah! Good times!
- ♪ Good times ♪
- ("Good Times" playing)
♪ We have a good time, yeah ♪
- ♪ These are the good times ♪
- (whoops)
- ♪ We have a good time, yeah ♪ - ♪ Yeah ♪
- ♪ Leave your cares behind ♪
- (whoops)
- All right! - Check it out.
- ♪ These are the good times ♪
- (whoops) - Yeah!
♪ Having the best time, oh, yeah ♪
♪ Leave your cares behind ♪
Diamond: (auto-tuned scream) Poppy, come quick! It's an emergency!
Poppy: Guy Diamond, what's wrong?
Diamond: I'm having a baby!
(all scream)
BOTH: We're on jumpsuit duty.
Cooper: I get to be a role model.
Smidge: I don't want to be a big sister.
- (bell dings) - (gasps, sighs)
CHORUS: ♪ Oh, sparkly baby. ♪
ALL: Aw.
Diamond: What should I name him?
Poppy: Hmm. How about... Tiny Diamond?
- ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪ - (rap beat playing)
♪ Tiny Diamond is my name ♪
♪ Come straight from my daddy's mane ♪
- ♪ My whole body's made of glitter ♪ - ♪ Yeah ♪
- ♪ And I'll throw it in your face ♪ - ♪ Face ♪
- ♪ I love when I make music ♪ - ♪ Oh, yeah ♪
- ♪ And the groove is in my bones ♪ - ♪ My bones ♪
♪ Just like my Aunt Queen Poppy ♪
- ♪ Someday I'll sit on the throne ♪ - ♪ Get Tiny. ♪
♪ Groove is in the heart ♪
♪ Ah-ah-ah-ah ♪
♪ Groove is in the heart ♪
- ♪ Ah-ah-ah-ah ♪ - ♪ Yeah ♪
- ♪ Yeah ♪ - ♪ Yeah, hey ♪
♪ They just wanna ♪
- ♪ They just wanna ♪ - ♪ These are the good times ♪
♪ They just wanna ♪
- ♪ They just wanna ♪ - ♪ These are the good times ♪
♪ They just wanna ♪
- ♪ They just wanna ♪ - ♪ These are the good times ♪
♪ They just wanna, they just wanna ♪
♪ Trolls just wanna have ♪
♪ Fun. ♪
(Trolls murmuring happily)
Poppy: Hey! That was some fancy footwork, Cooper.
Cooper: Some people just got it.
Poppy: Biggie, Mr. Dinkles, you two were on fire!
Biggie: Yeah, sorry about that,. Queen Poppy.
(squeaks)
Poppy: I'm digging that new anklet, Legsly.
Legsly: Thanks, Poppy. Kisses and donuts and sprinkles!
Branch: Ah, what a Troll.
Poppy: Tiny Diamond, welcome to the family, little buddy.
T.D: Thanks, Aunt Poppy. And thanks to this silver-haired daddy of mine for bringing me into this world.
Diamond: I never knew my heart could be so full.
T.D: Peace and love.. Bless up. Tiny and Daddy out.
Poppy: Oh. Okay, bye.
Branch: Hey, uh, Poppy, there's something. I was hoping to ask you. I-I mean,. I guess it's something I want to tell you, more so. Uh, but listen. You could feel free to respond to it, uh, with an answer, i-if you wanted.
Poppy: Sure. What's up?
Branch: Uh, what's up is I, uh, I-I-I-I-I-I... I wanted to tell you that... Uh... You're crushing it at this queen thing.
Poppy: Aw, Branch, thank you. Being a good queen is the most important thing in the world to me. Other than being your friend. Uh, five it up? Huh. That could've been better.. Let's try that again. O-Okay, one more. Huh. For some reason, we can't seem to make a good connection. Oh, yes, Fuzzbert! Now, that's a good connection.
BIGGIE: (screams) Poppy, help! Poppy! Help! I'm being harangued by a monster! (gasps) Someone stop it! (shrieks)
- (wild grunting continues)
Poppy: Gotcha! Ah! It's in my hair!. It's in my hair! - Get it out, get it out, get it out!
Branch: There you go. There you go. Calm down. Who's a good boy?
Legsly: What is that thing?
Cooper: It's creepy.
BOTH: It's scary.
Diamond: (auto-tuned). And nasty.
T.D: Hold me, Daddy.
Poppy: "To Queen Poppy." Oh, don't worry, everyone. It looks like it's just an invitation.
Legsly: Just an invitation.
COOPER: I love invitations.
Poppy: "Barb, the Queen of Rock, announces her One Nation. Under Rock World Tour. Bring your string to the biggest party he world has ever seen." Queen of Rock?
KING PEPPY: It's nothing! It means nothing at all.. It's just junk mail. You don't need to worry about it. I mean, quit looking at it, everyone. Forget what you saw!
Branch: There you go. There you go. Calm down. Calm down. (quietly). There you go.
Peppy: Okay, I'm calm. I'm calm.
Poppy: Dad, what's going on?
Peppy: Well, I have long feared this day would come. I was hoping to protect you from this, Poppy.
Poppy: Protect me? I'm not a little kid anymore, Dad. I'm the queen now.
Peppy: You're right. The truth is we are not alone in this world. There are other kinds of Trolls.
TROLL: What?
Poppy: Wow. That's... Dad, that's great. The more Trolls, the merrier.
Peppy: You don't understand. These other Trolls aren't like us. They're different.
Poppy: Different how? Different like Legsly?
Legsly: I love being me.
Poppy: Or Fuzzbert? Or Smidge? Or Skyscraper Troll?
(in unison). Yeah, different like me?
Peppy: No, it's not that. They're different in ways you can't even imagine. You see, we love music with a hummable hook, with an upbeat melody, with a catchy rhythm that makes you want to snap your fingers, tap your toes and wiggle your butt. That's our music. That's what makes us. Pop Trolls. But these other Trolls, they sing different. hey dance different. Why, some of them can't even begin to grasp the concept of Hammer Time.
("U Can't Touch This" playing)
You can't touch that!
- ♪ Stop. ♪
- (music and clamoring stop)
Peppy: How about we break down to a smaller group? It's a story as old as time. In the beginning, there was silence.
Ancestor Troll: (singsongy). Boring.
KING PEPPY: Until one day, someone made a sound. Our ancestors were so inspired by the sound, they took six strings. And those six strings had the power to control all music. They could play anything. Techno, funk, classical, country, hard rock and pop. And every kind of music in between. There was something for everyone. It was one big party.
TROLLS: Yay!
KING PEPPY: But little by little, Trolls became intolerant of each other's music. They fought over what kind of music the strings would play. The elders realized there was but one solution.
TROLLS: Blah, blah-blah-blah-blah. Agreed.
KING PEPPY: Each tribe would take a string and go their separate ways. Those six tribes have lived in isolation ever since. Techno, Country, Rock, Classical, Funk, and us, the Pop Trolls.
Poppy: Now Barb's announcement makes sense. She wants to reunite the strings so the Troll World can be one big party again.
Branch: Wait, that's all you heard? One big party?
Poppy: (chuckles) Yeah! It's when all the Trolls lived in harmony. And what's more important than living in harmony?
Branch: Well, I heard fighting. The strings together leads to fighting.
KING PEPPY: Exactly, Branch. That's why we need to keep our string safe. Behold! The pop music string.
Poppy: It's beautiful.
KING PEPPY: And powerful. Which is why we can't let it fall into the wrong hands.
Branch: And we won't.. Not on my watch. What we need is a plan.
Peppy: Don't worry. I've been preparing for this day for years. - We run.
Poppy: Run?
Peppy: And hide.
Branch: On it.
Poppy: But we don't even know what we're running and hiding from.
PEppy: We're hiding from Barb and all the other different Trolls.
POPPY: You're assuming the worst about someone you haven't even met. -
Peppy: You're not listening to me. -
Poppy: You're not listening to me.
Peppy: I'm your father!
Poppy: And I'm the queen.
Peppy: Uh, father trumps queen. Now, there's no time to debate this. Let's go. Come along, Branch.
Branch: Well, I, um...
Poppy: We're all Trolls. Differences don't matter.
[Later that night.]
Poppy: Oh, look how cute you are! Barb is gonna love your new look. Tell her I look forward to helping her plan the world's biggest party. -
Branch: Poppy. What are you doing?
Poppy: Oh. Nothing.
SHEILA B: Ooh! Poppy's busted.
BRANCH: Sneaking out to meet Barb? Headed into enemy territory?
Poppy: She's not the enemy. She's a queen, the same as me. -
Sheila B: Bye-bye, little bat.
Branch: Your dad just told us that Queen Barb is bad news
Poppy: . Well, my dad doesn't know everything.
Branch: He knows more about this. You didn't even know there was a string until this morning.
Poppy: He may be fine in a world where everybody lives in isolation, - but I'm not.
Branch: Well, but we don't know anything about the other Trolls.
Poppy: Well, we know they're Trolls. Branch, look around. Troll Village. Everybody's different, even us. Did you hear something?
Branch: Stop trying to change the subject.
Poppy: Look, being queen means having a lot of power, and it's my job to use it for good. I can't stay home when I know there's a world full of different. Trolls out there just like us.
Branch: (sighs) This is a terrible idea that will most likely blow up in your face.
Poppy: Okay, bye.
Branch: What?
Branch: And I guess. I'm coming with you.
Poppy: (sobs). Oh! Thank you. I really didn't want to go by myself. -
Sheila B: Road trip!
Poppy: Yeah!
Cooper: They are all different. (gasps softly) A-And this one looks a little bit like me. (gasps) We even have the same hat!
[Cooper gets prepared as he packed everything up and started to leave Pop village.]
Cooper: Goodbye. I hope I see you again, friends. But even though it's scary,. I have to go out there and see if there's other Trolls like me. Oh, man, this is gonna be hard.
- BARB: All aboard! - ("Crazy Train" playing) (laughing) ♪ Ai, ai, ai ♪ (rock music playing loudly) ♪ Crazy ♪ ♪ But that's how it goes ♪ ♪ Millions of people ♪ ♪ Living as foes ♪ ♪ Music ♪ ♪ Has kept us apart ♪ ♪ It's time for the hard rock ♪ ♪ Revolution to start ♪ ♪ No spats, no tiffs, no fighting ♪ ♪ When everyone's the same ♪ ♪ I'm going off the rails ♪ ♪ On a crazy train! ♪
Barb: Yeah! I got the Techno string! Who knew world domination could be so much fun?
Yeah! - All right, Barb! - (Trolls cheering) All right! (both yell) Ha! Queen Barb!
Barb: Only four more strings to go until rock unites the world. Dad? Where's Dad? There you are, Dad. - I got the Techno string.
Cool. What's a string ag-again? What? Uh...
Barb: Don't you remember the plan?
Plan? I don't remember...
Barb: Great idea, man. Okay, guys, line up. We're gonna go over the plan again. Okay. We're on a World Tour. And on each stop, we get a new string. When I have all six strings, I'll play the ultimate power chord.And I will unite the Trolls under one music. Our music!
TROLLS: Rock!
Barb: Oh, here it comes.
Riff: Uh, just a little bit more.
Barb: Riff, just help him, man.
Riff: Yes, Your Rockness. Aw. There it is. -
BARB: Yeah!
Rock and roll!
Yeah!
Branch: Alright. In a short 456 pages, I'm gonna know how to fly this thing.
Poppy: Ugh, Branch, we don't need a giant, comprehensive manual. How hard can it be? ♪ Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo. ♪ - - ♪ Try one of these. ♪
Sheila B: All right, Poppy! Easy on the buttons!
Poppy: Sorry.
Branch: What was that?
Poppy: Biggie?
Biggie: Oh, hello. Sorry. I couldn't help myself. You know how I am around cotton candy. Oh, dear. Now look what's happened. Mr. Dinkles got all gummed up. -) Mr. Dinkles! Mr. Dinkles! Oh, there you are.. I thought you were... Oh. Right, then.. We'll just be on our way... (screams) Hey! Poppy, wh-where are you balloon-flying us to?
Poppy: We're on a mission to help Barb unite the Trolls, and I'm so glad you're coming with us.
Biggie: I did what in the who now?
Branch: Hey, man, join the club.
Poppy: And I hope you didn't eat all the cotton candy, because Barb is gonna love it. (clears throat). Branchifer? (clears throat).
Branch: Y-Yes, Poppifer?
Poppy: What is this?
Branch: Oh, it's nothing, nothing. - That-that-that-that's just my man stuff.
Poppy: (gasps) I love man stuff! Weapons? Ugh. For shame. Well, I-I... Violence never solves a problem, Branch. -
Branch: I'm not saying we have to use them. I'm just saying it's better to be prepared in case we need them.
Poppy: We won't need them unless these pointy sticks help you listen or these rocks help you put yourself in someone else's shoes. And what about these?. Is this... What, I... Is this some kind of jewelry? Oh, it's actually kind of cool-looking. ♪ Oh. ♪
Branch: Gi-Give me that. We don't even know what's out there. Wait! No... Oh, man. By the way,. I whittled those for hours.
Poppy: Branch, the only weapons we need are this guy and this guy, for hugs!
Biggie: Uh, you may want to take a look at this.
Branch: This is gonna take a lot of hugs.
Branch: Whoa. Something gnarly happened here.
Voice: Hello?
Branch: Who said that? Identify yourself!
Voice: Uh, are you nice or are you mean?
Poppy: W-We're nice.. We're really nice.
Branch: Yeah, but not too nice. So don't even try it.
Pennywhistle: Okay. (softly). Oh. Hi.
Poppy: What is this place?
Pennywhistle: It used to be called. Symphonyville. (coughs) Where the Classical Music. Trolls lived. But that was in the before.
Poppy: What happened here?
Pennywhistle: Well, it was the most wonderful place you ever did seen.
It was a place where all of the Classical Music Trolls could live in perfect harmony. Wherever the conductor led, we followed.
Play, play. (vocalizes). Beautiful.
Pennywhistle: But then Queen Barb showed up.
Oh, no. '
Barb: Sup, Trollzart dude? I'm here for your string.
Trollzart: We will not go quietly.
Barb: Mi, mi, mi, mi, mi. Oh. Oh, I'm sorry,. I-I must have fallen asleep, because your music is so boring. Where are the words, bro?. Right? Now give me your string.
PENNYWHISTLE: She took our string. Our-our music. She took everyone. (wind whistling softly) We lost everything.
Poppy: Barb doesn't want to unite us. She wants to destroy us.
Branch: We need to make sure our own string is safe.
Poppy; Uh, our string is safe.
Branch: What?! Poppy, are-are you crazy?
Poppy: I thought it was a good idea at the time. I-I can't believe another queen would use her power for evil.
Branch: Okay. Change of plans. We need to get home as fast as we can and get everyone in the bunker.
Poppy: Uh, no. Change of plans. We have to stop Barb from destroying all music. If we don't stop her, who will?
Biggie: Poppy, you said this could be handled with hugs. How are we gonna hug our way out of this one?
Poppy: It's okay, Biggie.
Biggie: Really? It's okay to be terrified? When am I gonna learn to stay away from the cotton candy?!
Poppy: No. As your queen, I promise that I will protect you, no matter what. I... pinky promise.
Biggie: (gasps) Poppy, you know you can't go back on a pinky promise.
Poppy: Never did, never will.
Sheila B: Farewell!
Cooper: A pinky promise. Dang.
Poppy: Let it be so.
Biggie: And so it is.
Pennywhistle: This just got real.
POPPY: We have to get to the Country Music Trolls in Lonesome Flats before Barb does. Will you come with us?
Pennywhistle: Oh, no. Someone has to rebuild. And Pennywhistle is that woodwind for the job.
Poppy: Good luck, little Pennywhistle.
Pennywhistle: Goodbye, Poppy.
Barb: Wait. Is that... Debbie?
Riff: Oh, that's a lot of glitter.
BARB: [horrified] No! What did they do to you, my hairy little baby?! Come here, come here, come here.
Riff: Gnarly.
What-what-what do you... -
Barb: What is this? Pop Trolls? (clears throat) "Dear Barb, can't wait to meet you. I have tons of great party ideas."
I like that.
Barb: "Maybe you and I can even be best friends." Best friends? Is she making fun of me? No one says that. Friendship takes time and years of mutual care and respect. You don't just become best friends. Plus, everyone knows I already have a ton of friends. Like Carol. Right, Carol? Okay, you're busy.. That's fine. Love you, Carol.
POPPY (over speaker): ♪ Trolls just wanna have fun.
Riff: Gnarly.
Barb: Pop music isn't even real music! It's bland! It's repetitive! The lyrics are empty! Worst of all, it crawls into your head like an earworm! You know, and you can't get it out... Uh, I'm tired now. (whoops) Hating things takes a lot of energy.
♪ Trolls just wanna have fun ♪ - ♪ Trolls just wanna... ♪ -
Barb: No. No. Look what their music just did to Dad. - Daddy? Come back. Come back to me, Daddy.
Nice hair, dude.
Barb: No one does this to Dad. And no one makes fun of Queen Barb. I need that Pop string. And I know who's gonna help me. The most feared bounty hunters in all of Trolldom. Chaz, the Smooth Jazz Troll. - The Reggaeton Trolls. The K-Pop Gang. -- And... the Yodelers. Okay. As you probably know, I'm bringing a tidal wave of rock across this land of ours. And soon there will be nothing but hard rock as far as the ear can hear. Whoever brings me Queen Poppy gets to keep their very own music in their very own territory. Right over here.
TROLL: Oh.
I don't know.. It looks pretty tiny.
Barb: You want it or not? All you have to do is get me Queen Poppy!
Oh, okay.
Sounds like a pretty good deal.
Do you validate parking?
Barb: [to Riff] Dude, where are the Yodelers?
Riff: I heard a rumor, uh, that they yodeled so hard, an avalanche fell on 'em. Or something.
Barb: Well, I don't pay you to hear.
Riff: Actually, I'm doing this for college credit.
Barb: If anyone can find me. Queen Poppy and her string, - it's the Yodelers.
Poppy: This must be where the Country Music Trolls live.
Branch: Well, it looks like nobody's here. We're too late.. Time to go home. Come on, guys, let's go.
Poppy: There is no "I quit" in "team."
Cock-a-doodle... Ah, never mind.
Delta Dawn: ♪ We don't hope for ♪ ♪ Making things better ♪ ♪ All we want is to ♪ ♪ Keep it together ♪ - ♪ Every day is a rainy day ♪
Happy birthday, honey.
Dawn: ♪ No change in the weather ♪
Time to get to work.
Okay, Daddy.
Dawn: ♪ This kind of life ♪ - ♪ Has made our hearts ♪ - ♪ As hard as leather ♪ ♪ And all these tears are from ♪ ♪ The dust in our eyes ♪ -♪ And all these years ♪ - ♪ Just keep on ♪ ♪ Passing us by ♪ ♪ We all know that we're just ♪ - ♪ Born to die ♪ ♪ That's the way it goes when you're just ♪ ♪ Born to die ♪
Poppy: This song is so sad.
Branch: Yeah, it is sad. But life is sad sometimes, so I kind of like it.
Poppy: You do? But it's so different. Oh, they must not know that music's supposed to make you happy. That's awful.
Dawn: ♪ And all these years just keep on ♪ ♪ Passing us by ♪ - ♪ And all this misery ♪ ♪ Makes it hard to deny ♪ - ♪ That's the way it goes ♪ ♪ When you're just ♪ ♪ Born to die. ♪
Poppy: Okay, guys, guys, huddle up.
Pete: (growling). Growly, growly, growl.
Dawn: Now, take it easy, Growly Pete. I feel bad for them. It looks like they got beat up by a rainbow.
Poppy: First things first, these Trolls need some serious cheering up, and we're gonna have to go top-shelf.
Branch: Now, when you say "top-shelf," - y-you don't mean...
Poppy: That's right. We need to sing them the most important songs in the history of music.
Biggie: Yes, but which ones?
Poppy: All of them.
Branch: And when you say "all of them..." -
♪ Yo, I'll tell you what I want ♪ - ("Wannabe" playing) ♪ What I really, really want ♪ ♪ So tell me what you want, what you really, really want ♪ ♪ I'll tell you what I want, what I really, really want ♪ ♪ So tell me what you want, what you really, really want ♪ - ♪ I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna ♪ - ♪ Ha, ha, ha, ha ♪ ♪ I wanna really, really, really wanna zig-a-zag, ah ♪ - ♪ Who? Who? Who-who? ♪ - ("Who Let the Dogs Out" plays) ♪ Who let the dogs out? ♪ - ♪ Who? Who? Who-who? ♪ - (squeaking rhythmically) ♪ Who let the dogs out? ♪ ♪ Who? Who? Who-who? ♪ - ♪ It's such a good vibration ♪ - ("Good Vibrations" playing) ♪ Yeah, come on, come on, come on ♪ ♪ It's such a sweet sensation ♪ - ♪ Oppa Gangnam style ♪ - ("Gangnam Style" playing) ♪ Gangnam style ♪ ♪ O-O-O-O ♪ - ♪ Oppa Gangnam style ♪ - ("Hey Baby" playing) ♪ Hey, pretty girl, what you doing tonight? ♪ - ♪ Gangnam style ♪ - ♪ I wanna see ♪ - ♪ What you got in store ♪ - ♪ O-O-O-O ♪ - ♪ Oppa Gangnam style ♪ - ("Party Rock Anthem" playing) ♪ Party rock is in the house tonight ♪ - Come on! - ♪ Everybody just have a good time ♪ - Rave on, party on! - ♪ Party rock is in the house tonight ♪ ♪ We just wanna see ya ♪ ♪ Tell 'em, Poppy ♪ (echoing) ♪ Shake that. ♪ (wind whistling softly)
TUMBLEWEED: You suck!
Dawn: Now, I want you three to sit in here and think about what you've just done. - That was a crime against music.
POPPY: Wait, no. We're here to warn you about Barb, the Queen of Rock.
Dawn: Sweetie, I already know and have heard about this Queen. Barb and her fancy World Tour. Now, if you'll excuse me, I got to go wash what you call music out of my ears.
Clampers: Oh. You in real trouble now. Right, Aunt Delta? -
Dawn: Keep an eye on 'em, Growly Pete.
Pete: Growly, growly, growly, growl.
Poppy: No, no. Music should bring us together, not divide us! - Sugar.
Branch: (sighs) Well, I knew it. "Who Let the Dogs Out.". Too far.
Poppy: Okay, Branch. You can say "I told you so.". I know you want to.
Branch: Y-You did great out there, Poppy.
Biggie: I'll never survive the big house. - We've got to get out of here.
Poppy: I know. That was such a rad medley.. I can't believe it didn't work.
Beggie: Tell me about it.. I did the splits. No one even clapped. Am I not cute anymore?! Come on!
Poppy: Maybe my dad was right. The other Trolls are different in ways I was not prepared for. Some Trolls, they don't just want to have fun.
Biggie: Anybody got a plan B?
Branch: Plan B? Right up here. Step one: escape from Lonesome Flats.
Poppy: Plan B it is. I guess we're going home.
HICKORY: It ain't right to put you in jail 'cause your music's different. It seems some folks round here don't appreciate a rad medley when they hear one. Let's skedaddle.
Poppy: Yes! Mission back on! Branch! Branch!. You can stop rescuing us.
Branch: Poppy, you don't even know who this is.
Poppy: I'm Queen Poppy.. What's your name?
Hickory: Name's Hickory.
Poppy: Branch, this is Hickory.. Hickory, this is Branch.
Biggie: Enough with the formalities.. Let's go! - Uh, this is Mr. Dinkles, by the way. -
Hickory: I said let's skedaddle! Hyah!
Dawn: Go get 'em, Clampers!
Branch: This was my plan C, by the way.
Dawn: Charge!
POPPY: Oh, no! Hickory!
Hickory: I got it, Queen Poppy.
DELTA DAWN: Don't let them get away!
Dawn: Come on, Growly Pete! - Do your thing!
Pete: No one can escape my mustache.
That's how you do it!
Branch: That tickles.
Biggie: Branch, hold on to Mr. Dinkles!
We're gonna get you now!
POPPY: Hickory, look out! We're not gonna make it!
Branch: Oh, yes, we are. -
Hickory: Well, I hope. Pop Trolls can swim.
Dawn: Oh, for Pete's sake. - Well, dangity-doodly.
Biggie: Oh, Mr. Dinkles, you're alive. For a minute there, I thought you'd kicked the bucket.
Poppy: I'm really glad you came with me.
Branch: Me, too.
HICKORY: Yah! There you are. Whew! - I think we lost them. We should be all right.
Poppy: Thank you. I don't know how we can ever repay you. Oh, wait! Yes, I do. Gumdrops!
Hickory: Gum what? Oh. Well, thank you. Whew. That's got a zing, don't it?
Branch: It's not candy time. It's question time. -
Poppy: Hug time!
Biggie: Hug time! Ooh. Oh, that feels good.
Branch: Why are you helping us? What's in it for you?
Poppy: Hey! Branch. I'm sorry about my... associate.
HICKORY: I loved your message about music bringing Trolls together. You may be Pop, and I may be. Country, but Trolls is Trolls.
Branch: (imitates Hickory) "Trolls is Trolls." Wow. Deep.
Poppy: This is the beginning of a partnership between Trolls that's going to save all Trolls.
Hickory: You're darn skippy.
Poppy: Okay. We need to get to the Funk Trolls before Barb.
HICKORY: Well, quickest way is down that river. I'll build us a raft.
Branch: This ought to be good. Guy probably doesn't know the first thing about building a ra...
Hickory: Cappuccino, anyone?
Poppy: Cappuccino? Cappucci-yes. Are you seeing this?
BIGGIE: Oh, wow.
Branch: (sighs) I do want one. But I am not happy about it.
Cooper: (gasping) Trolls that look like me! Yes!
Cooper: Hello there.
Cooper: Happy birthday?
HICKORY: I can make a cortado, a macchiato, latte. We also do drip.
BIGGIE: Oh. It is a nice night, isn't it? Mr. Dinkles loves a full moon.
Hickory: Let's get our grub on. - (sighs) Food's ready.
Poppy: (Southern accent). Well, I'll bring more kindlin'.
Branch: Poppy, maybe it's just me, but are you getting a weird vibe from Hickory?
Poppy: (normal voice). What? No. Why? Are you?
Branch: I just... I don't know. - I don't trust him.
BIGGIE: Oh, that's good.
POPPY: Well, yeah, but you don't - trust anybody, Branch.
Branch: Hey, I just want us to be safe. And you know what's not safe? Putting too much trust into a complete stranger.
Poppy: Oh, I see. It's not Hickory you don't trust. It's me. Do you not think. I'm a good queen?
Branch: Wait, what?. I didn't say that.
Poppy: I thought we were friends,. Branch. I'm starting to think you don't even know what that means.
Branch: We are friends. And sometimes that means speaking up if I think you're making a mistake. -
Poppy: Do you hear something?
(chuckles). Look at that guy's chest hair. (distorted sigh)
BRANCH: Poppy, (distorted). I can't feel my face. I
t's... it's like. I'm being paralyzed by its (echoes) smoothness.
Hello? Hello. It's me. (laughs) Look! Narwhals. -
POPPY: Totally gnar-gnar. - (narwhals whistling) BIGGIE (in distance): Poppy!
BRANCH: Poppy, how'd you like the sushi?
CHAZ: Got you, Pop babies. -Soon, Barb is gonna have your string, and the world will be rid of cheesy, pointless pop music, once and for all.
Hickory: Hold it right there, Chaz.
Chaz: And who are you supposed to be, cowboy pants?
Hickory: My name's Hickory, and I don't much care for smooth jazz.
Chaz: Oh, yeah? Well, you've just never had the Chaz experience.
Hickory: Gumdrops. Soundproof and delicious.
Chaz: Smooth jazz will be heard again! Smooth jazz will never die!
Poppy: Who was that guy?
Hickory: One of the many bounty hunters out there looking for you.
Bigige: That was awful. So smooth and easy and awful.
Hickory: I know, big buddy. It's enough to put you off jazz altogether.
BIGGIE: All right, that's it!. We need to go home.
Poppy: Biggie, it'll be okay.
Biggie: Stop saying that, and listen to me. You only hear what you want to hear, and it puts us all in danger. How are you supposed to save the world if you can't even keep us safe? You made a pinky promise to me,. Queen Poppy. And you broke it. What kind of queen breaks a pinky promise?!
Poppy: Biggie. No.
Cooper: I'm so lost. I'm almost there.. I'm so lost. So hot.) I'm saved!
Are you, now? 'Cause last I checked,. I was a mirage.
I'm done for. And on top of that, I never found any Trolls like me. What?!
Hickory: ♪ I fall to pieces ♪ ♪ Pieces ♪ ♪ How can I be ♪ ♪ Just your friend? ♪ ♪ Just your friend ♪
Hickory: Something tells me your heart ain't in this mission, Branch.
Branch: What do you mean? - I'm here, aren't I?
Hickory: Yeah, you're on a mission, all right, but your heart is with Miss Poppy.
Branch: Hey, hold your horses. I'm sorry, is that offensive?
Hickory: Not as offensive as you thinking I can't see what's right in front of my eyes. Did you tell her yet?
Branch: I tried, but...
Hickory: Well, if you did tell her, who knows if she'd even hear you?
Branch: What do you mean by that?
Hickory: Well, let's just say only one of you is doing the listening in this relationship, and it's not her.
It's you.
Branch: Yeah. I got that. Thanks.
Poppy: Uh, guys?
Hickory: What in buttered biscuits?! I got it.
PRINCE D: Welcome to Vibe City. You are cordial guests of Prince Cooper.
Poppy: Cooper?! What are you doing here?!
Cooper: Actually, I'm over here.
Poppy: What?
Hickory: Bacon-wrapped hot dogs!
Branch: Okay. Maybe all the jazz hasn't left my brain yet.
Poppy: It turns out. I'm actually from Vibe City, just like my twin brother.
Prince D: I'm Prince D.. What's poppin'?
Cooper: I got a twin brother.
Poppy: How is this possible?
Cooper: Well, it's a very complicated story. When we were both babies, my egg got snatched out of the nest. Mom and Dad looked everywhere, but they couldn't find me, so you guys raised me as one of your own.
TROLLS: Aw.
Young Cooper: Now dig this. (laughs)
COOPER: And then when I went out to go find other Trolls like me, my mom and dad finally found me.
QUEEN ESSENCE: Q, is that him? I think our search is finally over.
Quincy: Our son is finally home.
Cooper: I guess it wasn't too complicated.
Poppy, I want you to meet the King and Queen of Funk.
Prince D: King Quincy and Queen Essence.
Cooper: My mom and dad.
Poppy: Wow, Cooper.. You look just like your dad.
Quincy: Yeah, that must be why he's so good-looking.
Cooper: Was that a dad joke? It was lame!
Poppy: Well, so that means you're a Funk Troll?
Cooper: You don't have to be just one thing. I'm Pop and Funk.
Prince D: Or maybe you're Hip-Hop, like me.
Cooper: Yeah.
Poppy: Hip-Hop?
PRINCE D: Yeah. I think your map is a bit outdated.
Branch: Oh, he's right. Look at that.. It still has Disco.
POPPY: Well, Your Majesties, we need your help to save all music from Queen Barb. If we combine our music, she'll see that music unites all Trolls and that we're all the same and that she's one of us!
Quincy: Poppy, I mean no disrespect, but king to queen, anything but that.
Poppy: Why not?
Quincy: Let's tell 'em how it was,. Prince D.
Prince D: Sick. Long ago, our world was without song or dance. Then the Trolls found the strings, and life was one big party.
Poppy: Oh, yeah.. I-I've heard this story before.
Prince D: That is, until the Pop Trolls tried to steal our strings.
Poppy: Steal your strings? That-That's not what it said in our scrapbooks.
Prince D: Scrapbooks? Those are cut out, glued and glittered by the winners. Let me tell you how it really went down.
- ♪ Oh, oh ♪ - ♪ Yeah ♪ - ♪ Get started, uh ♪ - ♪ Yeah, yeah, uh ♪ ♪ We started off a team ♪ ♪ Party till we fall asleep, even on the street ♪ ♪ When we disagreed, we did it on beat ♪ - ♪ Did it on beat ♪ - ♪ Respect the unique ♪ - ♪ Right ♪ - ♪ Anything less, it was weak ♪ - ♪ The music of the strings made life complete ♪ - ♪ Facts ♪ ♪ Till that one day that changed everything ♪ ♪ The Pop Trolls started snatching up ♪ - ♪ All of the strings ♪ - ♪ Oh, no ♪ ♪ Putting melodies on top of popular beats ♪ ♪ They cut us out of the scene ♪ ♪ And then forgot what it really means ♪ - ♪ Not even publishing? ♪ - ♪ Should've seen between ♪ ♪ All of the scheming, it seems like ♪ ♪ The Trolls they stole from were meaningless ♪ ♪ Walking around like they were the geniuses ♪ ♪ But it's only samples, auto-tune and remixes ♪ - ♪ No, Lord ♪ - ♪ I'm a vegan ♪ ♪ I don't have no beef with them ♪ - ♪ No, Lord ♪ - ♪ Gotta protect my kingdom ♪ - ♪ But the dream is to sing again ♪ - ♪ Yes ♪ - ♪ Being friends, seamless blend ♪ - ♪ Yes ♪ ♪ Harmony ain't hard when the keys within you win ♪ - ♪ At first, it was all love ♪ - ♪ At first, it was all love ♪ - ♪ Hands up, superstar love ♪ - ♪ Stars up ♪ ♪ Then you can have it, you can have it all love ♪ ♪ And you can get it all you want ♪ ♪ But then you took it, took it all love ♪ - ♪ Took it all ♪ - ♪ All love ♪ - ♪ Turn it up louder ♪ - ♪ Turn the music up, come on ♪ ♪ Sing along, get the crowd up ♪ ♪ I get the crowd up, come on ♪ ♪ But then you took it all love ♪ ♪ Took it all love, come on ♪ ♪ Then forgot all about us ♪ ♪ Oh, but it's all love ♪ ♪ I feel you ♪ ♪ Sounds good in my ear when I hear it like that ♪ ♪ I feel you, I say I look good to the mirror ♪ - ♪ And it says it right back ♪ - ♪ Nothing says it like that ♪ ♪ I feel you ♪ ♪ A little love wouldn't kill you ♪ ♪ A little love wouldn't kill you ♪ ♪ You really did me wrong, it was real cruel ♪ - ♪ It was real cruel ♪ - ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ Had a lot of love and I still do ♪ ♪ 'Cause I feel you ♪ ♪ Next morning, the elders were on it ♪ - ♪ Yeah ♪ - ♪ They saw the warning signs ♪ - ♪ Couldn't ignore it ♪ - Had to figure out how to save the way of life ♪ ♪ They had made, so they made a play ♪ ♪ The Pop Trolls were coming for it all ♪ ♪ All for one and one for all, so the only way we saw ♪ - ♪ How we saw it ♪ - ♪ There was one thing left to be done ♪ - ♪ What? ♪ - ♪ Each leader grabbed a single string ♪ - ♪ And said, "Run!" ♪ - ♪ "Run!" ♪
KING QUINCY: And the Trolls never lived in harmony again.
Poppy: So the Trolls live in isolation because of what Pop did?
Essence: Pop tried to destroy our music.
Branch: Just like Barb is trying to do.
Poppy: I can make it right. History's just gonna keep repeating itself until we make everyone realize that we're all the same.
Quincy: But we're not all the same.
Essence: It's why all our strings are different. Because they reflect our different music.
Quincy: Denying our differences is denying the truth of who we are.
Poppy: I hadn't thought of it like that.
Prince D: Rock has arrived!. It's on!
Quincy: Prepare for battle!
Essemce: Assemble the crew.
♪ Bite your lip ♪ ♪ And take a trip ♪ ♪ Though there may be wet road ahead ♪
Cooper: I'm gonna make sure you get to safety.
♪ And you cannot slip ♪
Poppy: No. No! Let me help you! - ♪ And keep on... ♪
Prince D: Aw, you kidding me? (giggles)
Essence: Hard Rock cut the power.
Prince D: They're fighting dirty.
POPPY: Cooper! Hickory.
HICKORY: Don't worry! I'll find you guys.
Branch: Uh, Poppy.
BARB: Rock on!
Poppy: We have to get back down there.. There's still hope. We can still fix this.
Branch: Poppy, enough. I've listened to you and I've done it your way, and now it's your turn to listen. It's time to get back home.
Poppy: I'm not like you.. I can't just give up.
Branch: Give up? I want to protect our friends and family.
Poppy: I can't go home until I've proven myself as a good queen.
Branch: So that's what this is really all about?
Poppy: Why are you so upset?
Branch: Because your dad was right and Biggie was right and Queen Essence was right. And I've been backing you up even when you ignore them. But you never listen to me.
Poppy: Branch, what are you talking about?
Branch: You want to be a good queen? Good queens actually listen. You know what I heard back there? Differences do matter. Like-like you and me. We're too different to get along. Just like all the other Trolls.
Poppy: We are really different.
Branch: So different.
Poppy: Completely out of harmony.
Branch: Completely.
Poppy: I don't even know why we're friends.
Branch: Neither do I. So... why do I care about you more than anybody else in the world? Weird, right?
♪ I know your favorite song ♪ ♪ I hear it every day ♪ ♪ Whoever made your smile ♪ ♪ Made it to get in my way ♪ ♪ And every time you laugh ♪ ♪ You make that little sound ♪ ♪ It's just the hardest thing ♪ ♪ To love you but not know how ♪ ♪ I hate that you're perfect ♪ ♪ You're perfect for me ♪ ♪ What good are words ♪ ♪ When they always just get in our way? ♪ ♪ And it hurts the most ♪ ♪ Just to know that you don't feel the same ♪ ♪ The same ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ And I hate that you're perfect ♪ (bell dings) ♪ You're perfect for me ♪ ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ I hate that you're perfect ♪ ♪ You're perfect for me. ♪ (quiet laugh nearby)
BABY BUN (whispers):. I see you, Branch.
ARI (singsongy): Over here. -
WANI: There he is.
GOMDORI: Can you see me?
GOMDORI: I can see you.
BABY BUN: Let's get him. - (laughter)
WANI: One, two, three. -
ALL: Yay! -
WANI: Hey, crybaby. Your name Poppy?
Branch: What? No.. Who are you guys? -
Baby Bun: We are the K-Pop Gang.
Wani: And you're going to take us to Queen Poppy. .
Branch: What? -
Wani: Not so fast, Tracy. We're taking him.
Tresillo: It's pronounced "Tresillo." - If you want him... you're going to have to dance for him. I can't live in a world without reggaeton.
Wani: And we can't live in a world without K-pop.
- MALE VOICE: Dance-off!
"Russian Roulette" playing,. Trolls singing in Korean) ♪ Heart-b-b-b-beat ♪ (singing in Korean) ♪ Crazy ♪ (singing in Korean) ♪ Russian roulette, b-b-beat. ♪ - ("Mi Gente" playing, singing in Spanish) -♪ Freeze ♪ ♪ ♪ ( ♪ Un, dos, tres, leggo. ♪
Wani: Respect.
Tresillo: Respect.Why don't we split him?
Good idea.
Yeah.
Branch: Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Why does Barb get to decide which music gets to be saved? All music should be saved.
Tresillo: All right, okay.. I'm listening, Pop Troll.
Hickory: Poppy, there you are.
Poppy: Hickory!. Oh, it's so good to see you.
Hickory: Where's Branch?
Poppy: We had a fight.. He's gone. He's heading back to Pop Village.
Hickory: That's a shame.
Poppy: [sighs) I was so desperate to be a good queen that I stopped listening to anyone but myself. Including my best friend. (sighs) And it's all because of this stupid string. -
Hickory: Poppy, take the string and run as fast as you can, you hear me?
Poppy: What? What are you talking about?
Hickory: Trust me, just go. Now! Please! Just go!
Poppy: Hickory, are you all right?
Hickory: I'm fine. Hey. Hey, now! Stop that!
[Two arms burst from the costume as Poppy screamed in horror.]
Dickory: Nein! What are you doing, Hickory?!
Hickory: Quiet, Dickory!
POPPY: What's going on?! Hickory?
Hickory: I am so sorry.
DICKORY: Yeah. Show her who you really are, Hickory!
Poppy: Wait. You're the Yodelers?
Dickory: (chuckles). Yeah. Ya darn skippy, playa-play.
Poppy: And you were gonna give our string to Barb?
Dickory: Ding, ding. Give this person a strudel for the correct answer.
Poppy: And you've been in back the whole time?
Dickory: Next subject, please.
Poppy: Why would you do this?
Hickory: (German accent). So sorry. Uh, it was the only way to save our beautiful yodeling.
Dickory: Hickory.
Hickory: But trust me, you need to get out of here right away.
Dickory: What are you doing, Hickory? Shut your mouth-hole, please!
Poppy: Let go!
Dickory: We must save yodeling!
Barb: I thought I heard a yodel.
Poppy: (gasps) Queen Barb.
Barb: The final notes of Pop. It will never invade anyone's brain again.
Poppy: I'm not gonna let you do this!
Barb: This is who I've been worried about? This little pipsqueak?
Poppy: I'll never stop fighting until I make things right. - And I'm not a pipsqueak!
Barb: Uh, yeah, you are, 'cause I'm, like, a whole centimeter taller than you.
Poppy: No! (grunts). Leave me alone!
Barb: Leave you alone?. Uh, I'm sorry. You were the one who was all desperate to be best friends.
Poppy: Get your hands off me.
Barb: Oh, okay. All right. You're feisty.. I respect that. Strong woman to strong woman, am I right? But you know who else was feisty? Pop Village.
Poppy: (gasps) Oh, no. No!
Biggie: (panting) Everyone! Everyone! We're back! Oh, no.
Diamond: Biggie! You won't believe it!
Legsy: Hello, Biggie.
Diamond: We were attacked by Barb and her barbarians!
T.D: She took everybody to Volcano Rock City. It was scary. Rock me, Daddy. Mm, that's nice.
Biggie: I shouldn't have left her. She wouldn't have left me. Never, no matter how scared she was. I've got to go back.
Legsy: We're coming with you, Biggie. We got to go save our best friend.
Smidge: But how? We'll never make it past security.
T.D: We'll overpower them with muscles!
Chenillie: Or... we could overpower them...
Both: with fashion.
Rock and roll!
TROLL: All right, where do we put these things?
TROLL 2: I need a circuit hookup.
Biggie: (quietly) Okay, come on.. Let's go, let's go, let's go.
Hey. Stop right there.
BIGGIE: Legsly, I told you not to wear your anklet.
Only Rock Trolls are allowed back here.
Biggie: Well, it's funny you should mention that, because we are genuine. Hard Rockers.
(deep voice). One, two, three, four! - ♪ Rainbows, unicorns ♪ ♪ Everything nice, yeah ♪ ♪ Sugarplums, fairy dust ♪ ♪ Everything nice, yeah ♪ - ♪ Brush your teeth. ♪ -
Cool. Hurry up.. The show's about to start, man. Queen Barb's about to go onstage.
Smidge: We're screwed.
BARB: So, Popcorn, is being my best friend everything you could have ever dreamed of?
Poppy: I am not your best friend.
Barb: You don't have to be embarrassed. I get it. Being queen can be kind of lonely. There's all this pressure to be a great queen. And instead of real friends, you're just surrounded by people who just tell you what you want to hear. You know, other than your terrible taste in music and clothing and general lifestyle, you and me are the same,. Popsqueak.
Poppy: No, we're not.
Barb: We're both queens who just want to unite the world.
Poppy: You don't want to unite the world. You want to destroy it!
Barb: Nuh-uh. No way. No. I don't know who told you that. Music has done nothing but divide us. Now that I have the final string, I can make us all one nation of Trolls, under rock.
Poppy: What are you gonna do?
Barb: Play the ultimate power chord, and then... (chuckles) You'll see!
♪ Queen Barb! ♪ -♪ So this ain't the end ♪ ♪ I saw you again today ♪ ♪ I had to turn my heart away ♪ ♪ Smile like the sun ♪ ♪ Kisses for everyone ♪ ♪ And tales, it never fails ♪
♪ You're lying so low in the weeds ♪ - ♪ I bet you gonna ambush me ♪ - Rock on! Rock on! ♪ You'd have me down, down, down, down ♪ ♪ Down on my knees ♪ ♪ Now, won't ya? ♪ ♪ Barracuda! ♪ Bam! - (playing note rhythmically)
T.D: Hey! Look, Daddy! I'm a rock star!
Uh, this is a little hot.
Barb: Give it up for your former leaders. Funk, Country,. Techno, Classical.....and worst of all, Pop. Who wants to see what the ultimate power chord can do?
Poppy: No. No!
Branch: I guess a giant comprehensive manual does come in handy.
T.D: Bla-dow! Just in time!
Poppy: Branch!
Barb: Well, isn't that puke. Poppy's little boyfriend came to crash the concert. Too late, Branch.
Branch: Wait!
Poppy: Branch! No. Branch.
Branch: Rock on!
Barb: [amazed] Oh, sick! Totally works.
Branch: Who's ready to get rippin' tattoos everywhere but our faces in case we still need office jobs? Rah!
Poppy: You're turning everyone into rock zombies?
Barb: Yep. I can't wait to party with you, Poppy.
Clampers: Rock and roll!
Riff: Dude.
BARB: Not so fast, Popsqueak. Hey, boy toy, it's mullet time.
Poppy: Who wants to party?! Without smiling.
Barb: Finish them off.
What are you doing? You're supposed to be a rock zombie!
Gumdrops. Soundproof and delicious.
(Southern accent) She learned that from watching me. Give me that! I'm not gonna let you do this to anyone else! A world where everyone looks the same and sounds the same? That's not harmony.
RIFF: Hey, Barb? Hi. Maybe Queen Poppy has a point. If we all look the same, act the same, dress the same, how will anyone know we're cool or something? -
TROLL: Yeah. He's got a point.
A good point. A good queen listens. Real harmony takes lots of voices. (grunts) Different voices!
POPPY (quietly): Oh. Branch!
Barb: No. My strings... [angrily to Poppy] What have you done? You've destroyed music! Give it up, everybody. Thanks to the Queen of Pop, we've all lost our music. History repeats itself. Pop has ruined everything.
Those are my sons. Making music. Queen Barb can't take away something that is inside us. Because that's where music really comes from.
It started with the strings, but now it comes from us.
Yeah, it comes from our experiences.
Our lives. Our culture.
Beautiful. (laughs)
Listen to that. Barb can't take that away.
♪ Let me hear you sing ♪ ♪ Sing it together ♪ ♪ Louder than ever ♪ ♪ Forget everything ♪
POPPY and BRANCH (harmonizing): ♪ Just sing ♪ ♪ Like it's what we've been missing ♪ ♪ And they're gonna listen, listen ♪ ♪ Forget everything ♪ - ♪ Just sing ♪ - (magic chiming)
Barb: Dad?
It's all right, Barbara. Just let everyone be what they want to be. - Including you.
♪ You think you've gotta hide it ♪ ♪ Don't keep it on the shelf ♪ ♪ Let your waist start moving ♪ ♪ Watch the way. I do it, do it ♪ ♪ See me do it like nobody else ♪
♪ If we sing it all together ♪
♪ If we sing it all as one ♪
♪ It's louder than yourself ♪
♪ All together, everyone ♪
- ♪ Everybody's looking ♪ - ♪ Sing it loud now ♪ ♪ Watch the way we do it ♪ - ♪ Hold up, watch out how I do it ♪ - ♪ Do it ♪ ♪ 'Cause we do it like nobody else ♪ ♪ Let me hear you sing ♪ ♪ Don't you stop it, don't you fight it ♪ ♪ Let me hear you sing ♪ ♪ If you got it, can't deny it ♪ ♪ Let me hear you ♪ ♪ It's waiting for you ♪ ♪ Already you know ♪ ♪ That you do it like nobody else ♪ ♪ Just sing ♪ - ♪ Sing it together ♪ ♪ Louder than ever, ever ♪ ♪ Forget everything, just sing ♪ ♪ Like it's what we've been missing ♪ ♪ And they're gonna listen, listen ♪
Come on, Daddy! - Just sing! -
♪ Forget everything ♪ ♪ Let me hear you ♪ ♪ Hey, I've been right here where you're standing ♪ ♪ I've been standing on the ground ♪ ♪ And the walls are caving in ♪ ♪ All the walls are fallen ♪
♪ When my lips start moving ♪ ♪ With the soul I put into it ♪ ♪ And you never heard it done like this ♪ -
♪ Let me hear you sing ♪
(singing in Korean)
(singing in Spanish)
♪ It's waiting for you ♪ ♪ Already you know ♪ ♪ That you do it like nobody else ♪ ♪ Just sing ♪ ♪ Sing it together ♪ ♪ Louder than ever, ever ♪ ♪ Forget everything, just sing ♪ - Play. Play. - ♪ Like it's what we've been missing ♪ - Beautiful. ♪ And they're gonna listen, listen ♪ - ♪ Forget everything ♪ - ♪ Let me hear you sing ♪ ♪ I said a-one, two, three and four ♪ ♪ Let's go, everybody ♪ - ♪ Get on the floor ♪ - ♪ Let me hear you ♪ ♪ Oh, let me hear you sing, yeah ♪ ♪ Let me hear you sing ♪ ♪ I want you to sing from your soul ♪ ♪ I want you to reach with your elbow ♪ ♪ Let me hear you ♪ Can't hear you way in the back! ♪ All right, all right, all right ♪ ♪ Let me hear you sing ♪ ♪ It's waiting for you ♪ ♪ Already you know ♪ ♪ That you do it like nobody else ♪ - ♪ Just sing ♪ - (electric guitar riffing) ♪ Sing it together ♪ ♪ Louder than ever, ever ♪ - ♪ Forget everything ♪ - (crowd cheering) ♪ Just sing ♪ ♪ Like it's what we've been missing ♪ ♪ And they're gonna listen, listen ♪ - And rock! - ♪ Forget everything ♪ ♪ Just sing ♪ ♪ Sing it together ♪ ♪ Louder than ever, ever ♪ ♪ Forget everything ♪ - ♪ Just sing ♪ - (whooshing) ♪ Like it's what we've been missing ♪ ♪ And they're gonna listen, listen ♪ ♪ Forget everything ♪ ♪ Just sing. ♪ (crowd cheering
) I love you guys.
Poppy: Dad, I should've listened to what you had to say and not run off like that.
Peppy: I'm so glad you didn't listen to me. You weren't naive about this world. You were brave enough to believe things can change. Braver than me. I raised Poppy to be strong and self-confident. I was a genius
Poppy: Well, now that you're not forcing me, I hope we can be friends.
Barb: Yes! Did you hear that, Carol? We have a girl group now!
Carol: A girl group? Nice!
Barb: Yeah! Carol! (laughs) She's psyched.
Poppy: Branch, I love that we're different.
Branch: And I love you, Queen Poppy.
Poppy: I love you, too, Branch.
Branch: Shall we?
Yeah! (whoops) - Yes! -
Poppy: Now, that's a good connection! - (laughs)
POPPY: In the beginning, we were divided. Our ancestors thought we were just too different to get along. It turns out they were wrong. Very, very wrong.
ANCESTOR TROLL: We're sorry.
POPPY: You have to be able to listen to other voices, even when they don't agree with you. -They make us stronger, more creative, more inspired. So whether your song is sad and heartfelt, loud and defiant, or warm and funky, or even if you're a little bit of each, it's all these sounds and all our differences that make the world a richer place. ♪ On the other side... ♪ Because you can't harmonize alone.
Clampers! Let's not eat our history. Sorry, Miss Poppy.
Yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah. Excuse me. I'm done with my nap and I'm ready to party! - Glitter! - ♪ Not anyone can move you this way ♪ - ♪ No way ♪ - ♪ Finally got you loose from the cage ♪ - ♪ Okay ♪ ♪ I ain't trying to schmooze you with flowers, baby ♪ ♪ Don't play no games ♪ ♪ I'd rather make a power play ♪ - ♪ Ooh ♪ - ♪ Don't play no games ♪ ♪ Imagine all the lives that we could change ♪ ♪ You don't even know the power you got in them legs ♪ ♪ Pick up your face and be proud for once ♪ ♪ Proud for once ♪ ♪ Take off your Cooper, keep stylin' on 'em ♪ - ♪ Keep stylin' on 'em ♪ - ♪ Okay, now don't slack ♪ - ♪ Don't slack ♪ - ♪ I need all my rags ♪ - ♪ All my rags ♪ - ♪ No, we don't hold back ♪ - ♪ Hold back ♪ - ♪ Act like you know that ♪ - ♪ Act like you know that ♪ - ♪ Go tell your old man ♪ ♪ Go get your whole fam ♪ ♪ Fly like the ghost, man ♪ ♪ Taking all I can ♪ ♪ I just came to feel all that is made for me ♪ ♪ I was made to be the change we really, really need ♪ - ♪ I'm up before the rooster, you dig? ♪ - ♪ Ooh, you dig? ♪ - ♪ I had to jump the moon to get big ♪ - ♪ Ooh, to get big ♪ - ♪ How many stone grooves will it take? ♪ - ♪ Okay ♪ - ♪ 'Fore you skip on my phone play, okay ♪ - ♪ O-O-Okay ♪ ♪ Ooh, imagine all the lives that we could save ♪ ♪ You don't even know the power you got in them legs ♪ ♪ Pick up your face and be proud for once ♪ - ♪ Proud for once ♪ - ♪ Go, won't you ♪ - ♪ G-G-Get down with us? ♪ - ♪ Keep stylin' on 'em ♪ - ♪ Okay, now don't slack ♪ - ♪ Don't slack ♪ - ♪ I need all my rags ♪ - ♪ All my rags ♪ - ♪ No, we don't hold back ♪ - ♪ Hold back ♪ ♪ Act like you know that ♪ ♪ Go tell your old man ♪ ♪ Go get your whole fam ♪ ♪ Fly like the ghost, man ♪ ♪ Taking all I can ♪ ♪ I just came to feel all that is made for me ♪ ♪ I was made to be the change ♪ ♪ We really, really need ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ Now I fill up the whole tank ♪ - ♪ Whole tank ♪ - Rock and roll! - ♪ And I drive in the cold rain ♪ - (laughs) ♪ Cold rain ♪ ♪ And I run like a nosebleed ♪ ♪ Nosebleed ♪ - ♪ And can't nobody hold me ♪ - ♪ You can't hold me ♪ - ♪ Hold me, hold me, hold me ♪ - ♪ You can't hold me ♪ - ♪ Hold me, hold me, hold me ♪ - ♪ You can't hold me... ♪ - ♪ You can't hold ♪ - ♪ Okay, now don't slack ♪ - ♪ Don't slack ♪ - ♪ I need all my rags ♪ - ♪ All my rags ♪ - ♪ No, we don't hold back ♪ ♪ Act like know you know that ♪ ♪ Go tell your old man ♪ ♪ Go get your whole fam ♪ ♪ Fly like the ghost, man ♪ ♪ Taking all I can ♪ (whoops) ♪ I feel different now, you know ♪ ♪ Come on ♪ ♪ I was made to love ♪ ♪ I was made to love, say ♪ ♪ I just came to get the love that was made for me ♪ ♪ I just came to get the love that was made for me ♪ ♪ I was made to be the change ♪ ♪ That we really need ♪ ♪ So get up ♪ ♪ 'Cause there ain't no use in lying ♪ ♪ So get out ♪ ♪ 'Cause you got too much ♪ ♪ To be tired ♪ ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, say ♪ ♪ I just came to feel ♪ ♪ All that is made for me ♪ ♪ I was made to be the change ♪ ♪ We really, really need ♪ - ♪ Now make the change, yeah ♪ - ♪ I just came to feel ♪ - ♪ Now make the change, yeah ♪ - ♪ All that is made for me ♪ - ♪ Come on ♪ - ♪ I was made ♪ - (growling) - ♪ To be the change ♪ ♪ We really, really need. ♪
Bridget: Aw, Grissy, I guess we're late to the party.
Gristle: Aw, balls!
Bridget: Grissy.
Gristle: But who's gonna eat my cheese balls, babe?