The Fun Harvest/Transcript

The following is a transcript for the episode "The Fun Harvest".
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(Holly and Val are playing a game of chess. Holly presses a button on a clock and she and Val start moving their pieces. Some Trolls including Poppy and Demo are seen watching.)
Poppy: Final moves of the game. Do or die. This is the moment when Troll Chess can be absolutely brutal. (Holly knocks down one of Val’s chess pieces.)
Holly: Hyah! Bishop befriends knight.
Val: Ugh. Yeah, you got me. Hugmate. (She and Holly touch each other’s chess pieces like if they are hugging.)
All: Aw… (They cheer for Holly and Val.)
Val: Man! I can’t put my finger on why exactly, but that was the best game of Trolls Chess I’ve ever played.
Holly: Well… that’s ‘cause these chess pieces are fresh, sugar.
Poppy: “Fresh”? Like they were just made. 
Holly: Oh, no, no. We Country Western Trolls don’t make our gamin’ pieces. We grow ‘em! (She shows Poppy a patch with Country Trolls planting gaming pieces.) Like Russet Dominoes. Jackfruits. And Checkers on the Cob. (A male Country Troll laughs as chess pieces go into a flower pot.) 
All: Whoa!
Holly: Yep. It’s one of the reasons I’m so proud to be a Country Western Troll. We make a point to cultivate games the natural way. And as we all know, the natural way is the best way.
Sky: Inaccurate. (The Trolls gasp and Holly turns around.)
Holly: Sky Toronto? I’m sorry, you’ll need to say that again. I’m not sure I heard you right.
Sky: Oh. My apologies. (His assistant takes out a megaphone and he speaks through it.) I said your statement was inaccurate! (Holly grunts angrily.) Of course, it goes without saying, I deeply respect the Country Tribe. But to suggest you can produce games better than the machines in my factory, well, it’s laughable. (He snaps his fingers at his assistant.)
Sky’s Assistant: Ha! 
Sky: See? (Holly grunts angrily again.) 
Poppy: Easy, Holly. Everyone’s entitled to their own opinion, right?
Sky: Very true, Queen Poppy. But given that I’m currently stating a fact, it’s also very irrelevant. (Holly starts getting more angry.)
Poppy: Hoo, boy.
Sky: You see, the Trolls in my R&D department develop inventions that practically revolutionized fun production every day. (We go to the past where he, a yellow male Pop Troll, and a purple female Pop Troll are in the factory.)
Pop Troll #1: As you’re about to see, our new prototype does the work of 50 Trolls with the push of a button. (He presses a button on a machine and game pieces get produced.)
Past Sky: Hm. Not bad. But isn’t there a way the machine could push the button for me?
Pop Troll #1 and #2: Ooh! (We go back to the present.)
Sky: Yes, my factory is fast, efficient, and while your crops could wither in minutes in the snow, my production is unaffected by winter.
Holly: Winter?! We’ll have the crops harvested by then. Winter ain’t for months.
Poppy: Actually, Holly, one teensy correction about the Pop Troll’s calendar. You see… for us, winter happens all in one day and is coming any time now. Bye. (She runs off.)
Holly: What?!
Sky: (Through the megaphone) She said: “Winter happens all in one day and is coming any time now. Bye.” (Holly grabs his megaphone.)
Holly: I heard what she said! Now listen, Sky, and listen good. I don’t care how soon winter’s comin’. We’re gonna harvest every one of them crops! ‘Cause we are Country Western Trolls and we got the grit and resourcefulness to do anythin’ a factory can do… only better.
Sky: Hm. Well, I wish you the best of luck. That said, my position on the matter remains unchanged. (He gets his megaphone back.) Thank you. (He and his assistant get on the ladder from a helicopter and fly off while Holly grunts again.)
Holly: Country Western Tribe, round up! (All the Trolls gather around her.) Y’all, if we’re gonna save these crops and show Sky what’s what, we need to figure out exactly how much time we got before snowfall.
Smidge: Exactly? How will you do that? 
Holly: By usin’ the Country Western Tribe’s most sophisticated weather predictin’ device. (She whistles and the Trolls see Gust while gasping.) Gust Tumbleweed’s thumb. (Gust uncovers his thumb and it is up.)
All: Oh! Whoa! (Gust tests the wind with his thumb.)
Gust: Hm. We got two weeks, three days, 10 hours, and 47 minutes. (All the Trolls cheer.)
Holly: Yeeeeee-haaaaaw! Hot dang! We can work with that! If we can get a little help with all the labor?
Val: Oh, I think we know some Trolls who aren’t afraid of a little hard work, right everyone?
All: Right!
Val: ‘Kay, cool, have fun with that! (She starts to leave.)
Poppy and Smidge: Val?
Val: Oh, you didn’t think you meant me, did you? Pfft. That’s hilarious. (laughs) Oh, man, it’s so good. (She leaves and Poppy and Smidge groan. Later, Dante puts some chess pieces into a pot that Branch is carrying.)
Holly: Woo-hoo! Keep it up, y’all! You’re doin’ great! (She goes over to Demo and Laguna.) Just remember to separate the good crops from the bad. (She picks up a dice.) See how this six-sided die’s grown a seven on it? That’s bad.
Laguna: Yes, I see. This one has a square root of 23.
Demo: Uh, this one just says: “Who was the 3rd mayor of Lonesome Flats?”
Holly: (sighs) Yep, it musta crosspollinated with the trivia cards.
Demo and Laguna: Mm-hm.
Demo: That would make sense. (Soon, Holly is with Poppy, Smidge, and Dante.)
Holly: Now, we need a place to store the harvest. So while we Country Trolls work the fields, y’all are gonna have an ol’ fashion barn raisin’! (Poppy and Smidge gasp.)
Dante: Holly, you expect me to build barn?! Also, what’s a barn?!
Holly: (giggles) Oh, it’s easy, y’all. As any Country Troll will tell ya, all you need to raise a barn is a little know how… and a lot of music. (She throws a banjo to Poppy. Smidge and Dante then take out their instruments. Poppy starts singing Hugs, Sweat, Tears & Glitter.)
(Poppy)
Come one, come all 
Y’all know that we gon get it done 
And if we’re singing 
Then you know we’re having fun
Let’s work together 
To the rhythm of our song
Now everyone hammer along
‘Cause it takes hugs
Sweat, tears and glitter
And heaps of heart
Together we’ll deliver
We’re working hard
Hugs, sweat, tears and glitter
To get it done
We’re sweating but y’all know
We’re having fun
We’re sweating but y’all know
We’re having fun (She looks at the blueprint of the barn and reveals it not built very well. It falls apart and the Trolls scream.)
Holly: Uh… ‘Kay, how ‘bout a little music and a lotta know how? (Poppy, Smidge, Laguna, Dante, and Demo laugh.)
Laguna: Yeah, totally. (A week later, the harvest is nearly ready.)
Poppy: (sighs) Now that’s a thing of beauty.
Holly: It sure is. But nothin’ is gonna be as beautiful as the look on Sky Toronto’s face when he sees how much progress we’ve made. (laughs) And we still have a whole week left before winter! (Suddenly, a cold wind starts blowing. Poppy and Holly gasp and shiver.) Uh-oh! (The barn’s wind turner turns. Smidge is seen picking some weeds as dark clouds appear in the sky.)
Country Troll #1: Huh?
Smidge: Oh, my Guh? (Thunder is heard.)
Holly: No. No, it can’t be. It feels like winter’s comin’, but Gust said…
Gust: I… I think I used the wrong thumb. (Poppy and Holly gasp. Holly runs to a bell and rings it.)
Holly: Harvest, y’all! Harvest like the wind! 
Smidge: Oh, my Guh! (She starts harvesting faster. Some dices hit a male Country Troll. Demo and Laguna scream and start pulling more Checkers on the Cob. As soon as they are pulled out, Demo is sent flying and lands on Dante while he is taking game pieces to the barn.)
Dante and Demo: Hurry! (They put the fallen game pieces in the basket. A carriage carried by a Puffalo nearly steps on them and runs away. The Trolls start running and screaming. Sky watches from his telescope.)
Sky: Well, I’m sorry for their misfortune, but I tried to warn them. The factory way is the best way. (He goes to his desk.) Take these factory-made playing cards for example. Why, I don’t remember a game ever being this much fun. Actually… I really don’t remember. Wait. Where did you get these? (He sees Val.) You?! How did you get in here?!
Val: Yeah, I gave your assistant the night off. And those playing cards… they’re not from your factory. (Sky gasps in shock. Back in Country Corral, the Trolls are still rushing to harvest the crops.)
Holly: No! No, y’all! We gotta settle down before the snow… (A snowflake lands on her nose.) Gah! (A large amount of snow falls to the ground and the Trolls get out from it.) No, no, no! There was so much fun to be harvested out in them fields, and it’s all gonna wither away within minutes. (Poppy puts a hand on Holly’s shoulder.)
Sky: (offscreen) Well, that’s more time than we need! (He and Val are seen riding in a machine.)
Holly: What?!
Sky: (Through the megaphone) I said that’s more than we need! I realized she was actually just expressing her surprise, but I find this megaphone bit mildly amusing.
Holly: B-but what are you doin’ here?
Sky: Helping with the harvest, of course! Your friend Val invaded my office and made me see just how special your game crops really are.
Holly: Val… you did that for me?
Sky: Indeed she did. It was both aggressive and unsettling. (Val laughs and he puts his megaphone away.) You see, Holly, while factory fun production has many advantages, I now realize there’s a richness to the Country Western way, a-fun-of-the-earth quality that can’t be manufactured. And I came here to say… (He snaps his fingers.)
Sky’s Assistant: I was wrong.
Sky: So, I had the Trolls in R&D modify this for the snow! (He presses a button and the machine pushes the snow out of the way with the help of mechanical hands. It even gets the game pieces. Sky and Val high-five.)
Holly: Woo-hoo!
Poppy: Yeah! (The other Trolls cheer. Later, Poppy, Smidge, Dante, and Demo are on a stage playing instruments. The Trolls are playing games and Holly and Sky are standing against a pod.)
Sky: Well, looking at all this, it feels silly that we disagreed over whose way is better. 
Holly: Yeah. When it’s so clear that it’s best when we combine our ways together. (Lownote appears.)
Lownote: (chuckles) I hate to quibble with you, fine Trolls, but the best way is to use a Funk Tribe game replicator. (He presses a button and game pieces appear.)
Holly: Yeah, so his way is much better.
Sky: Oh, no question.
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