The Trolls-a-Thon/Transcript

The following is a transcript for the episode "The Trolls-a-Thon".
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(As the book opens, Poppy tells us about the Trolls-a-Thon.)
Poppy: On a day not long ago, the Pop Trolls made their thrilling escape from Bergen Town. We ran and we didn’t stop running for 30 minutes straight. Until…
Pop Troll #1: Our new home!
Poppy: … and we ran for another seven minutes. Until…
Pop Troll #2: Our new home!
Poppy: Finally free, we feasted on the only food we could grab during our escape: a Bergen-sized jelly donut!
Pop Troll #3: Mm!
Poppy: Oh, but we ran for another four minutes. So, every year, to commemorate that day, we run… the Trolls Trolls-a-Thon! (The audience cheers.) Anyone who can finish the run in 41 minutes as the Trolls did not long ago receives the honor to partake in the ultimate prize! (She sinks in the donut she is standing on and the Trolls cheer again.) So get ready to run TrollsTopia! (She sinks completely into the donut. The Trolls then cheer and leave.)
Minuet: Oh, my. I simply must participate in this event! It involves two of my favorite things: working hard to achieve a goal and laughably oversized pastries! (Poppy pops her head out of the donut.)
Poppy: You’ll do great, Minuet!
Minuet: Indeed. But I must be in tip-top form to complete the race within the time limit. And I know just the Trolls to help me prepare. (At the Hairnasium, Smidge and Synth are training a purple male Pop Troll.)
Smidge: Listen up! When Synth and I are your trainers, we give you 100%!
Synth: Then we add another 100%.
Smidge: Then we cut that percent in half ‘cause that’s way too much percent.
Synth: Then we add 50. Then another 20. Then four more percents for spice! And you got yourself…
Pop Troll #4: Um… Two twenty f-
Smidge and Synth: 224%!
Smidge: 224?
Synth: 224!
Smidge: 224?!
Synth: 224!
Smidge and Synth: YEEEEAAAAAAH!
Smidge: Now drop and give us hair push-ups. (The purple male Pop Troll drops and starts doing push-ups with his hair.)
Synth: 1, 2, 3… (He sees Minuet.) Hey! Look who it is! Yo, Mini-Min! You back to get your sweat on?
Minuet: Smidge! Synth! Yes, I need your help getting in shape so I can accomplish the personal goal I have set for myself to complete the Trolls Trolls-a-Thon and earn myself a bite of victory donut!
Synth: (shocked) Wait!
Smidge: Are you asking us to give you some amount of training that could be quantified by a percentage?
Minuet: 224?
Smidge and Synth: 224!
Minuet: 224?!
Smidge and Synth: 224!
All: YEEEEAAAAAAH! (The purple male Pop Troll is starting to get tired and his groaning can be heard. Smidge and Synth rush over to him.)
Synth: Oh, snap! We forgot you were here, bro!
Smidge: You can stop! You can stop! (The purple male Pop Troll lies down and pants. In another room, Smidge and Synth are about to train Minuet.) All right, Minuet, let’s start with a loop around the track, just to see what you’ve got.
Minuet: Bring it. (She lands on the ground and gets down to get ready to run.)
Smidge: On you mark… oh, my… Guh! (Minuet tries to run, but fails.)
Minuet: Aaah! (She falls head-first on the floor.) Ooh!
Synth: Minuet!
Smidge: Are you OK?
Minuet: Absolutely! It’s just, I’ve never actually run before or walked, come to think of it.
Synth: You’ve never walked?!
Smidge: At all?!
Minuet: (Laughing as she gets up) Why would I, when I can fly? But not to worry. After all, babies learn to do it every day. How hard can it be? (She tries to get up and stand and she is successful.) Success!
Smidge and Synth: Yeah!
Minuet: (As she starts to tip over) But I didn’t anticipate my head being so heavy! (She walks backwards and lands in a pile of basketballs.) Oh, my. This is far harder than I realized. Ugh. Perhaps I won’t be ready for the Trolls Trolls-a-Thon after all.
Synth: Wrong, Mini-Min. As personal trainers, we never let a Troll fail to reach their fitness goals.
Smidge: Yeah. So, not matter what it takes, no matter how much we have to sacrifice, we’re not gonna give up until you can do a rudimentary jog… like a champion. (As she and Synth train Minuet, they sing One Step At A Time.)
(Smidge)
You can do it just believe in ya
If it’s hard just keep breathing now
You got everything you need
You got Synth, you got me
And we’ll get you up to speed and then some
Listen stick with the system
Vision we got it
We know competition and this one
It’s already won so let’s get you
Up and walking and then we run
(Synth)
One foot in front of the
Other you gotta walk
Before you can run
(Smidge)
Let’s go!
(Synth)
Just put one foot in front of the other in a line
Just keep walking no stopping then run into the light
One step at a time, one step at a time (Synth, Smidge, and Minuet cheer.)
Smidge: You did it!
Minuet: Really?! Under 41 minutes?! (She jumps in the air.) Huzzah! Well, nothing left to do now but hit the showers and rest up for the big day! Yay! (She flies away.)
Smidge and Synth: Yeah! (They stop cheering and frown.)
Synth: She didn’t make it under the limit, did she?
Smidge: Not even close!
Both: (As they cover their eyes) Ugh!
Smidge: What are we gonna do? We promised her we’d get her to her goal, and the race is tomorrow!
Synth: Only one choice, bro. We gotta push this farther than we’ve ever pushed it before…
Smidge: You don’t mean…
Synth: That’s right. We’re gonna have to give… 225%
Smidge: (gasps) 225?
Synth: 225.
Smidge: 225?!
Synth: 225!
Smidge: How do we do that?
Synth: I have no idea. (The next day, the Trolls Trolls-a-Thon is about to start.)
Poppy: (On the microphone, offscreen) Runners and pastry lovers, take your places, ‘cause it’s time to commence this year’s… (She pops out of the jelly donut.) Trolls-a-Thon! (The audience cheers as the runners get ready. Minuet gives a thumbs-up to Smidge and Synth.)
Cooper: On your marks… get set… (He poops a cupcake and the runners start running. Minuet starts walking.)
Synth: 225.
Smidge: 225. (She and Synth get out of the audience. As Synth hides in a bush, he takes out pylons and a right arrow. Minuet reaches it.)
Minuet: Oh! Well, all right. (Synth pops of from the bush.)
Synth: (Through a headset) It worked, yo. She’s on the shortcut. (Minuet pants as she passes a mushroom that Smidge is hiding behind. She then hands a glass of water to her.)
Smidge: Way to go, Minuet! How you feeling?
Minuet: (As she splashes the water on her face) Fine! Although, I’m beginning to wonder if I’m on the wrong course. I haven’t seen any other runners. (Synth runs by in yellow running clothes.)
Smidge: You haven’t? There’s one right now.
Synth: (In a deep voice) Hello, fellow runner! Isn’t it great to be here on the right course? (He runs ahead of Minuet.)
Minuet: Indeed it is! (At the bottom of a cliff, Smidge and Synth hide a trampoline in bushes. Minuet soon reaches edge, falls, and bounces on the trampoline. She then bounces on more.)
Synth: Yeah!
Smidge: Yaaaaaay! (Minuet goes through a log and a helicopter picks it up and carries it above the other runners. It soon puts it down and Minuet comes out. Demo reaches the finish line.)
Poppy: (Through the microphone) Give it up for Demo! Oh! And look! The last runner, Minuet Sonata, is approaching the finish line! (Minuet starts to sweat as she gets closer to the finish line.) Oh! But it’s gonna be close. To make it within the time limit, (Poppy took out her timer from her hair.) she’ll need to finish in… 10… 9… 8… 7… 6… 5…
Synth and Smidge: Come on! Come on!
All: 4… 3… 2… 1! (Minuet crosses the finish line and the Trolls cheer for her.)
Minuet: I did it! I did it!
Synth: Yeah!
Smidge: Yaaaaaay!
Poppy: And now, having run like the Trolls did not long ago, it’s time to… (She puts the microphone in her hair and gets out of the jelly donut.) … FEAST! (The runners cheer and run to the jelly donut.)
Minuet: Huzzah! (She flies over to the jelly donut.) At last, the moment I’ve worked so hard for… (Just as she is about to take a bite, she stops.)
Synth: Uh, Mini-Min?
Smidge: You OK?
Minuet: Oh, yes. It’s just… eating this donut means so much to me. It means I did what I set out to do. No cutting corners. Just indisputable accomplishment.
Synth: Yeah, it sure was.
Smidge: No cutting corners!
Minuet: Indeed. (She tries to bite again, but stops.) You see, as sweet as this donut is, meeting my fitness goal is much, much sweeter.
Smidge and Synth: (sadly) Yeah… (Minuet stops herself from biting the jelly donut once more.)
Minuet: What I’m trying to say is-
Smidge and Synth: OK, stop!
Smidge: We can’t take it anymore!
Minuet: What?
Synth: You didn’t run the real race course!
Smidge: We wanted you to reach your goal so badly, we led you down a bunch of shortcuts!
Minuet: You… you mean, I didn’t accomplish my goal? (Synth and Smidge shake their heads in shame.) Well, that’s just… I mean, I… I… I knew it.
Synth: Wait, what?!
Smidge: You knew?
Minuet: Please. You think I wasn’t aware that my pace was nowhere near the 41 minute limit? I’m a Classical Troll. I have perfect timing. Plus, Synth’s mustache was absurd.
Smidge: Oh.
Synth: Yeah, that actually makes sense. Sorry, Mini-Min. We should have been straight with you.
Smidge: Some trainers we turned out to be.
Minuet: Yes. Which is why I expect you to do better from here on out. (Synth and Smidge smile.)
Synth: From here on out?
Smidge: You want us to keep training you?!
Minuet: Of course! After all, it’s not if I failed to reach my goal. I simply need to keep working, so I can achieve it next year. And until then, I’ll need someone to help me give-
Smidge and Synth: (gasp) 224?
Minuet: 224!
Smidge and Synth: 224?
Minuet: 224!
Smidge and Synth: 224?!
Minuet: 224!
All: YEEEEEEAAAAAAH!
Minuet: But first, I’ve been holding my head up for far too long and I’m gonna need your assistance! (She loses her balance and Smidge and Synth go to help her.)
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