Hitting The Sky Note/Transcript

The following is a transcript for the episode "Hitting The Sky Note".
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(The book opens up to explain about the Funiphibian.)
Poppy: Of all the creatures in our world, none of them enjoys music more than… the Funiphibian.
Funphibian: I love this song!
Poppy: However, it can hold its breath for an entire year, so we have to wait until it surfaces to welcome it with true harmony.
Troll #1: It’s here!
Poppy: And it returns the favor with an aquatic extravaganza! But it is picky. So one bad note…
Funphibian: Ew!
Poppy: … and the Funphibian is finite. But that won’t happen this year, because we are gonna be prepared. Let’s take it from the top! (She points a baton at the Trolls and they start singing.) Whoo! When the Funphibian hears that, the fountain show he’ll put on will be so big, everyone’s gonna need an umbrella.
Sky: Queen Poppy, I’ve got the umbrellas you ordered. (Poppy jumps off the mushroom.)
Poppy: Ha! Perfect timing! (Sky takes out an umbrella from a box held by his assistant.)
Sky: Size: tiny… (He goes over to Smidge and Biggie.) … teensy, teensy-weensy.
Mr. Dinkles: Meep.
Poppy: What do you think, Sky? Do we sound ready for the Funphibian?
Sky: Don’t ask me. I don’t sing.
Poppy: (gasps) I-I’m sorry, but it sounded like you said you don’t sing?
Sky: Mm-mm. Never. (He goes to give out more umbrellas.)
Poppy: But, but, but…
Sky: There’s no “but-but-buts” about it. Chart. (His assistant shows a chart to Poppy.) I’ve got 18 tasks, 12 to-do’s, and at least five errands on an average Troll day. Every second is accounted for.
Poppy: What’s that little sliver for?
Sky: Explaining things with pie charts. (He snaps his fingers and his assistant moves the chart away.) With this kind of schedule, I’ve got to be choosy about how I get my fun. Singing doesn’t make the cut.
Poppy: Doesn’t make the cut?! But, but, but-
Sky: Yes, we’ve covered that. (A ladder comes down.) Best of luck with your… mouth noises. (As he gets on the ladder and leaves, he drops an umbrella for a red male Troll.)
Troll #2: Yay!
Poppy: A life without singing?! Just imagine! It’s like he has no idea how much joy singing brings. (gasps) And if he doesn’t know about that, think of what else he’s missing out on! (We go to the past to where Sky is painting his pod.) Colorful self-expression?
Past Sky: Beige. So vibrant. (We go to another scene where an ice cream shop owner is about to give him ice cream.
Poppy: Delicious flavors?
Past Sky: Sawdust. (He puts sawdust on a plate and eats it.) So tasty. (We go the last scene where a trio of Trolls are about to ask him for a hug.)
Poppy: The warm embrace of Troll affection?
All: Hugs?
Past Sky: Handshake. (The Trolls scream and we go back to the present.)
Poppy: (gasps) He’s living a nightmare.
Branch: Come on, guys. Who cares if Sky doesn’t sing? I mean, I went years without singing and look how I turned out. (Biggie, Guy Diamond, and Smidge scream.)
Poppy: I’ll save you, Sky! (She runs off to Sky’s factory.)
Sky: Queen Poppy, what can I do for you?
Poppy: Sorry, to barge in, but I’m really worried about this singing thing. You’re missing out on the best part about being a Troll-
Sky: Pause. The best part about being a Troll? I thought that was hugging.
Poppy: (sighs) Right. OK, you’re missing out on the 2nd part of being a Troll.
Sky: And dancing?
Poppy: (groans) OK, but it’s in the top three.
Sky: Not to me. All I need is a good annual report, rest, and a brisk shower. Speaking of. (He snaps his fingers and his assistant gives him some paper.) Gripping. I am deeply satisfied. (He falls asleep on a pillow. His assistant then pours water on him.) Fresh as a daisy. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m afraid when it comes to singing, we’re just not speaking the same language. (He snaps his fingers and his assistant catches up with him.)
Poppy: Hm. “Same language”? I guess I got to speak Sky. (At her pod, she puts her hair in a bun and puts on a purple business outfit and glasses. After that, she heads back to Sky’s factory.) I project significant joy returns on each note invested. Simply put, by leveraging melody-based speech patterns, the arrow on this graph goes… (She pulls a tab and the chart shows more graphs.) … up. Which is why you should sing.
Sky: Hm. Very impressive.
Poppy: Really?!
Sky: Yes. I never realized a chart could contain so much utter nonsense. You titled your presentation: Business Stuff.” And right there you just circled the word “desk.” But I do admire your effort. And I also suspect you’ll keep showing up until I cooperate, so let’s save a lot of time and get this over with.
Poppy: OM cupcakes! Really?!
Sky: If I must.
Poppy: Yay.
Sky: What are we singing?
Poppy: Oh, i-it doesn’t matter. Just open your mouth and let it flow. Here, I’ll give you a beat. (She takes out her cowbell and plays it.)
Sky: Uh-huh. Yes, I can feel something building inside. (He clears his throat.)
Poppy: (In her head) A Troll’s first note. I’m gonna remember this forever. (Sky takes a deep breath and vocalizes like he is screaming. It is so loud that it shatters the glass on Poppy’s glasses.)
Sky: So, that’s singing?
Poppy: Yeah…
Sky: Hm. I like it. A 2, 3, 4! (He starts singing Singing Solo.)
(Sky)
Oh, I’m feeling like a new Troll
Better than ever
Now that I found my note
I feel like I could take flight
From this feeling inside
When I vocalize
Wherever I go I put on a show
I’m singing solo-o-o-o-o
Feel like a new Troll
So full of gusto
I’m singing solo-o-o-o-o
And you don’t even have a choice
You are gonna hear my voice
I’m singing it loud
I’m singing so proud
I’m singing solo-o-o-o-o (That night, he vocalizes like he is screaming again. Trolls from their pods yell.)
Troll #2: I’m trying to get some sleep over here! (Poppy is seen covering her ears.)
Poppy: (grunts) I have to figure out how to tell Sky about his singing without hurting is feelings. (Smidge, Branch, Cooper, Guy Diamond, and Biggie are with her.)
Smidge: Ooh! You could do it really fast. Like, “Sky, I hate to tell you this, but you can’t sing.” Quick and easy.
Biggie: Ooh! Ooh! I know! We pretend to enjoy it, like we did with Branch’s play. (We go to a flashback to where Branch is doing a play.)
Past Branch: GARRRRRRRRRY!!! (We go back to the present.)
Branch: Whoa! Whoa! You didn’t like my play?
Biggie and Guy Diamond:
Biggie: (chuckles) I meant a different Branch.
Branch: Oh, OK. Because I was like, “What?” (laughs)
Poppy: OK, this is ridiculous. I’ll just be direct with Sky and tell him his singing needs work. There’s no need to freak out.
Sky: Whose singing needs work? (Poppy sees him behind her.)
Poppy: (gasps) Freak out! Freak out!
Sky: Queen Poppy, I’m here because it’s come to my attention that my singing has caused something of a buzz around the village.
Poppy: Oh. Someone told you?
Sky: No, I figured it out myself.
Poppy: Oh. I’m sorry, Sky. I should have said something. I just wasn’t sure how.
Sky: I completely understand. You’re in an awkward position. I’ve only just learned to sing after all, so let me ease your mind. I’d be honored to sing for the Funphibian.
Poppy: Wait. Uh… Sing for the Funphibian?
Sky: I can only assume you were going to invite me. What do you say, let’s give that Funphibian the performance it won’t forget? (He holds out his hand.)
Poppy: Um… (She looks at her friends.)
All: Uh… (Poppy chuckles sheepishly and shakes Sky’s hand. The next day, the Trolls are practicing to sing for the Funphibian.
Poppy: Uh…
(Smidge)
Oh, my Guh, oh, my Guh,
Oh, my Guh, oh, my Guh, oh, my guh! (Sky vocalizes like he is screaming.)
Biggie: Poppy, the corus and I are concerned that if there’s a single wrong note, we’ll miss out on the fountain show for a whole year.
Poppy: I know. But what would I say to Sky?
Guy Diamond: (Swimming in the lake) The Funphibian is coming! (He screams as the Funphibian rises out of the water. He ends up on his shell and he falls back into the water.)
Poppy: To your sections, everyone! (The Trolls run to their sections.) Soprano, tenor, bass. And uh… the very special… Sky Toronto section?
Sky: My own section? Hm. (He moves to another section. Poppy looks at the excited Funphibian. Then she starts conducting. As soon as she points at Sky, she moves the baton away.) A missed cue? She’s off her game. Hm. Seize the day, Toronto. (Every time he moves to different section, Poppy moves her baton away from him. She does it faster until she throws her baton away. The crowd and the Funphibian gasp as she catches the baton. Just as she sees Sky, he starts vocalizing.)
Poppy: STOP! Sorry. Just one sec, everyone. (She covers herself and Sky with her hair.)
Sky: Something wrong, Queen Poppy?
Poppy: About that… See, the… the Funphibian demands a particular kind of music.
Sky: Perfect harmony.
Poppy: That’s the thing. Your voice is uh… Well, we all have different talents, and… I’m gonna start speaking really fast because I think that might be the easiest way to tell you the truth and hopefully you won’t understand-
Sky: Pause. Are you saying I have a bad voice?
Poppy: Uh…
Sky: Message received. (Poppy uncovers her hair.)
Poppy: You’re really OK?
Sky: I’ll live. (Poppy goes back on the mushroom.)
Poppy: OK. (Sky gives her a thumbs-up.) Then I guess, from the top? (She starts conducting again. Soon, she points at Sky.) Uh… (grunts) STOP! (The crowd gasps.)
Sky: What? (The Funphibian groans.)
Poppy: Sorry. I can’t do it. Singing is what makes Trolls Trolls. I can’t ask one of you not to sing. NO matter what. Sky Toronto, get out there!
Sky: Really? That’s a beautiful gesture. (He snaps his fingers and looks at his assistant.) Schedule some time for me to gently weep this evening. (His assistant leaves.) That said, I’m sorry, Queen Poppy, but I can’t. My voice might ruin this event.
Poppy: Actually, I’ve got an idea for that. You might not be able to match us, but we can match you. Hit it, Sky! (Sky starts vocalizing and the Trolls join him. At the end, the Funphibian sprays colorful water and swims around. He does a big jump over Poppy.)
All: Whoa! (The Funphibian lands back in the water. Sky then climbs onto the mushroom.)
Poppy: We couldn’t have done this without you, Sky.
Sky: Don’t mention it. (Branch, Guy Diamond, Smidge, and Biggie climb onto the mushroom.)
Smidge: Yay! (The Trolls cheer as they continue to watch the Funphibian swim around and it swims toward the camera.)
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