Extra Tootering/Transcript

The following is a transcript for the episode "Extra Tootering".
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(Keith, Priscilla, and CJ Suki are dancing as Tiny Diamond sings Shining In The Light.)
(Tiny Diamond)
Leggo
Uh
Tiny Diamond
Come on
Yeah!
I might be tiny
But, yo, I shine bright
Glittery diamonds
I be the highlight 
Of any party, any time
Or place that I go, OK
Brighter than the sun
More glitter than gold 
I got the body
Lights up the party
Fly like a Flyer Bug 
Like my daddy
No need
To rock gems or jewelry
‘Cause I drip with bling
And, baby, that’s all me
A diamond shinin’ 
In the light
So tiny
But glitterin’ so bright Tiny Diamond (He blows his airhorns and Keith, Priscilla, and CJ Suki cheer.) 
CJ: Tiny Diamond!
Priscilla: Tiny! (Tiny Diamond puts his airhorns.)
Tiny Diamond: There it is. The new single I’m working on. Now hit Tiny Diamond with that constructive criticism, and don’t hold back. (He jumps down.) Ain’t nothing but tough love.
CJ Suki: I don’t know. Maybe just end it with a glitter fart?
Tiny Diamond: Oh, uh… right. You know what?
Keith: Yeah, show us your shine, Tiny. (He makes train sounds.) Chugga-chugga, chugga-chugga, toot, toot!
Keith, Priscilla, and CJ Suki: Chugga-chugga, chugga-chugga, chugga-chugga…
Tiny Diamond: I… uh… (He blows his airhorns.)
Priscilla: No, Tiny! We said glitter, not more airhorns!
Tiny Diamond: More airhorns? Coming at ya! (He blows more airhorns.) All right. Good feedback for real, everybody! (He walks backwards.) Bless up. One love. Stay cool. (At Guy Diamond’s pod, he is talking to Poppy and Holly.)
Guy Diamond: Now, once you’ve given a moment to breath, lift it to your nose and scratch the sticker. (He scratches a sticker and sniffs it. His son’s airhorns are heard.)
Tiny Diamond: (Still walking backwards) See ya around. Thinking about ya. Peace out! (He bumps into his father’s legs.) Huh?
Guy Diamond: Tiny? What’s wrong? I can tell by the tone of your airhorn that you’re very upset.
Tiny Diamond: I’m an imposter, Daddy! A fraud! I’m going to my room and never coming out! (He begins to cry and hides in his father’s hair.)
Guy Diamond: Tiny? (He puts his hand in his hair.) Tiny, what’s on your mind, son? (Tiny Diamond gets on his hand.)
Tiny Diamond: (sniffs) I… I can’t glitter, Daddy.
Guy Diamond: Oh. Well, that’s OK. You’re still a young Glitter Troll. I was a late tooter, too.
Tiny Diamond: But my friends think I can do it. If they knew, I’m afraid they’d think I was so weird. I’m fragile, Daddy. Tender for real.
Poppy: Aw. Tiny, there’s nothing wrong with being different.
Guy Diamond: Give it time, my boy. After all, you can’t put the fart before the horse. (He puts his son down on the table.)
Tiny Diamond: Yeah. Maybe you’re right, Daddy. It’ll happen someday. And until it does, I’ll just have to hide my true self from everyone. (His father gasps.) Playing an endless game of pretend. Everywhere I go, my dark secret hanging over me, like a discoball that does not shine.
Guy Diamond: (Starts crying) NOOOOOOO! I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE! If this is that important to you, Tiny, your father will not rest until we get that glitter out! (Later, he and Tiny Diamond walk outside.) Tiny, glitter is about celebration. A shimmering exclamation point on an exciting moment. Like a beat drop at a dance party. DJ! (DJ Suki starts playing music. Poppy and Holly start dancing.) So, when the time’s right, let fly! (His son spins.)
Tiny Diamond: You got it, Daddy. (He takes a deep breath and tries to do a glitter fart, but fails.) My bad. Let’s go again.
Guy Diamond: Again, DJ! (DJ Suki turns on the music again, but Tiny Diamond fails again.)
Tiny Diamond: Nope, go again.
Guy Diamond: Again! (His son fails once more.)
Tiny Diamond: Uh, rewind.
Guy Diamond: AGAIN! (Smidge comes up.)
Smidge: Aaah! You can’t build a beat without dropping it. I mean, I love you all, but oh, my Guh! (Tiny Diamond mopes. His father tries to comfort him.)
Guy Diamond: I’m sorry, Tiny. I really thought that would work.
Poppy: Now, hold on. Don’t give up, guys.
Holly: Yeah, this is TrollsTopia. If we all work together, we can find a solution.
Guy Diamond: They’re right, Tiny! They’re right! (At Country Corral, Holly is cooking something spicy for Tiny Diamond.) Spicy foods can get the glitter going.
Holly: And there’s nothin’ spicier than the Country Western Tribe’s five-alarm rainbow bean chilli! (Some fire burns her spoon and a fire starts. The friends scream and run away. At Classical Crest, an orchestra is being performed.)
Guy Diamond: Sometimes I feel the greatest urge at the least appropriate times. (Dante sits next to Tiny Diamond.)
Dante: And at a classical concert, any sound is wildly inappropriate. (As the music continues, Tiny Diamond tries to do a glitter fart, but fails. All the Classical Trolls gasp.) 
Guy Diamond: You did it!
Tiny Diamond: No, it was just my chair. (He farts a few more times and the audience faints. Later, Poppy, Holly, Guy, and Tiny Diamond walk sadly.) I appreciate you, Daddy, Daddy’s friends, but rejection from my peers is inevitable. A certitude, for real.
Val: (offscreen) The problem is… (She comes out of a bush with bats.) … you plan it too safe.
Poppy: Val? Wait, are you saying you have a solution to our glitter problem?
Val: When I go on stage, and the crowd is like, “Yeah!” And I’m like, “Yeah, yeah, yeah!” I have no choice but to totally… (She mimics an electric guitar.) Get it?
Tiny Diamond: Huh. I am both intrigued and confused.
Val: You gotta get in front of your friends and rock out without a net. When it really matters, that’s when you’ll deliver.
Tiny Diamond: Daddy, spread the word. (He jumps out of his father’s hair.) Because it’s about to get sparkly up in here! (Later, Guy Diamond is on the stage.)
Guy Diamond: Gather round, Trolls. He’s the boss with the gloss, Mr. Rip van Twinkle himself… Tiny Diamond! (Tiny Diamond jumps up and the crowd cheers.)
Priscilla and CJ Suki: YEAH! (Tiny Diamond starts spinning. Then he does a glitter fart that floats.)
Guy Diamond: It’s glorious!
Holly: You’re darn tootin’. That’s some darn tootin’!
Tiny Diamond: Ha-ha! (He jumps off the stage and lands on some Trolls’ hands.)
CJ Suki: Yay! Woo-hoo!
All: Tiny! Tiny! Tiny!
Guy Diamond: You did it, Tiny! I’m so proud of you! (His voice echoes in Tiny Diamond’s mind.)
Tiny Diamond: Oh… (Later, Guy Diamond, Poppy, Holly, and Dante are at his pod.)
Guy Diamond: Thank you all for helping my son. (He picks up a sticker.) This calls for a toast. (The others pick up stickers.)
All: To Tiny! (A Delivery Bug appears.) Huh? (Guy Diamond takes a letter.)
Guy Diamond: “To Daddy.” (gasps) I’m Daddy. (He takes out the letter.)
Tiny Diamond: (As we go to the past.) Dear, Daddy. You have been deceived. Everyone has. I wanted to glitter, Daddy. But I lost my nerve. (He takes out a tiny fanny pack.) So I came with a backup. (He puts on the fanny pack and sprays glitter into it.) It was fake, Daddy. These hips do lie. (We cut to him wearing a backpack.) So I’m running away to live in the woods. I’ll be back one day, when the glitter is real. Bless up! Tiny. (We go back to the present.)
Guy Diamond: (gasps) My son has run away! (His friends gasp.) Into the dark heart of the forest! (His friends gasp again.) And there’s a vicious storm brewing!
Poppy: Form a search party! (She, Holly, and Dante put on party hats. (Outside, some Trolls are looking for Tiny Diamond.)
All: Tiny! Tiny! Come out and party!
Poppy and Guy Diamond: Tiny!
Holly: I found him! (She points to a tiny pod up in a tree. Tiny Diamond is in it. His father gasps.)
Guy Diamond: (Using his hair as a megaphone) Tiny Blitzgerald Diamond! You get down here right now!
Tiny Diamond: (Using his hair as a megaphone) No, Daddy! Not until I can glitter! (Lightning flashes in the sky, scaring him.)
Guy Diamond: Oh, no! Tiny! Stand back! I’m going to glitter-jet my way up.
Poppy: Guy, no! You can’t create a blast strong enough to propel you that high.
Guy Diamond: Hm. You’re right, Poppy. I can’t. Not on my own. But this is TrollsTopia. (The search party cheers for him. Closeup of Guy's feet before the camera zooms out to his whole body.) Holly, I’m ready for the chili!
Holly: Woo-hoo! (She kicks a can of chilli to Guy Diamond and he eats it.)
Guy Diamond: Dante, set an inappropriate mood. (Some Classical Trolls play music.) DJ! (DJ Suki turns on music.)
DJ Suki: Whoooooooo! (Guy Diamond glitter-jets to Tiny Diamond’s pod.)
Tiny Diamond: Daddy?
Guy Diamond: Tiny, please, we have to get out of here right now. Don’t you see? I love you just the way you are. We all do.
Tiny Diamond: But you’re my daddy, Daddy. You have to say that.
Guy Diamond: You’re right, Tiny. I guess because I’m your father, in a way, I do have to say it. But they don’t. (Keith, Priscilla, and CJ Suki come out of his hair. His son gasps.)
CJ Suki: Your dad told us everything, Tiny. Sorry we put so much pressure on you before.
Priscilla: We don’t care if you can’t glitter. We’re your friends.
Tiny Diamond: You guys don’t think I’m weird?
CJ Suki: Of course not. Every Troll has their quirks. 
Priscilla: Yeah! One time I was sad, for five whole minutes!
Tiny Diamond: So, you’re saying it’s OK ‘cause we’re all a little different?
Priscilla: Mm-hm. (She, Keith, and CJ Suki hug Tiny Diamond.)
Tiny Diamond: That’s what’s up.
Keith, Priscilla, and CJ Suki: Aw!
Guy Diamond: Yes, Tiny. That is what’s up. (Lightning flashes, scaring him. The tiny pod starts rocking and Guy Diamond and the children scream.) Grab hold! (He holds onto the kids, jumps off the tiny pod, and glitter-jets into the sky. Suddenly, he starts to run out of glitter.) Oh, no! I’m on empty! (He, Keith, Priscilla, and CJ Suki scream as they fall.)
Val: (In Tiny Diamond’s head) When it really matters, that’s when you’ll deliver.
Tiny Diamond: It’s Diamond time. (He climbs to the top of his father’s hair.) The Tiny remix. (Just before they hit the ground, he manages to glitter-jet back up to the sky.)
Guy Diamond: Tiny!
Tiny Diamond: You ain’t seen nothing yet, Daddy! (He glitter-jets around.)
Guy Diamond: WOOOOOOO-HOOOOOO! (All the Trolls cheer.)
Val: Now that’s what I call rocking without a net. (Tiny Diamond lands his father and friends on the ground.)
Guy Diamond: Woo-hoo! Tiny! (laughs) You did it! You did it! For the record, I’d still love you if you couldn’t. But I’m glad not to be dead. (He hugs his son.)
Tiny Diamond: Me too, Daddy. For real. Tiny, out! (He blows his airhorns and the episode ends.)
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