Bad Luck Branch/Transcript

The following is a transcript for the episode "Bad Luck Branch".
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(The Bumper Bullseye Ball Championship is about to start. Poppy is the host.)
Poppy: (Through the microphone) It’s not just bowling. (Biggie throws a purple ball with a green stripe and it hits colorful mushrooms that glow.) It’s not just pinball. (The ball goes into a hole.) It’s the Bumper Bullseye Ball Championship!
Biggie: Yaaaay! (He and Branch give each other a high-five.) Yaaaaaaay!
Branch: Woo-hoo!
Poppy: It’s Branch and Biggie vs. Creek and Aspen, trading bullseye after bullseye. (Creek throws a pink ball with an orange stripe.) Creek with a finesse shot. (Creek’s ball hits the mushrooms and fails to fall into the hole. The crowd gasps.)
Creek: Mwah! (He blows his kiss. This causes his ball to roll into the hole. A bell rings and the crowd cheers.)
Poppy: BULLSEYE! (Creek chuckles and walks past Branch and Biggie.) If Branch can hit a bullseye with either of his last two rolls, his team wins.
Biggie: (Rubbing Branch’s shoulders) Believe in yourself, Branch. This game is 10% swing for the fence, 90% confidence.
Branch: Uh-huh.
Biggie: 10% roll, 90% Troll.
Branch: I got it.
Biggie: 10% ball, 90% give it your all.
Branch: Biggie, I get it.
Biggie: 10%-
Branch: (Pushing Biggie away) BIGGIE! Don’t worry, we’ve got this one in the hair. So just wish me luck and- (He hears a squishing sound.) Huh? (He looks down and sees that he has stepped on a muffin.) Oh, man! I stepped on a muffin.
Biggie: Oh, no!
Branch: What? What’s wrong?
Creek: Haven’t you heard, Branch? Stepping on a muffin is bad luck. And right before your big shot, too. Darn.
Branch: That’s ridiculous. There’s no such thing as luck. (He throws away the squished muffin.)
Creek: Oh, I hope you’re right, Branch. I’d hate for you to get jinxed. There’s nothing worse than a jinx, except maybe a jinxed Troll who gets jinxed by yet another jinx.
Branch: Stop saying that word.
Creek: Which word? “Jinx”? Well, I’ll stop saying “jinx” if “jinx” is the word that’s bothering you. (He walks backwards and goes back to Branch.) Is it “jinx”, Branch? Is it “jinx”? Is it “jinx”? Is it “jinx”? (He says the word over and over again.)
Branch: (groans) Knock it off! (He picks up his ball.) You are just trying to get in my head, because you know we’re gonna win. (He goes to throw his ball, But Biggie stops him.)
Biggie: Wait! Um… Branch… (chuckles) … I hear that you don’t believe in luck. (He takes the ball from Branch.) But maybe, since the entire game is in your hands, you could call time-out and go visit Cybil, the village mystic.
Branch: Cybil? Oh, please! There’s nothing mystical about her. All she does is point out the obvious. (We go to the past where Biggie is with Cybil.)
Past Cybil: You are a Troll who loves to party.
Past Biggie: (gasps) You’re right!
Past Cybil: And you love hug time.
Past Biggie: Oh! I do!
Past Cybil: And you have a worm for a best friend.
Past Biggie: Oh, incredible! (We go back to the present.)
Biggie: I don’t know what you mean.
Branch: (Taking the ball back from Biggie) Trust me, Biggie. This superstition stuff is just bunch of nonsense. (Just as he is about to throw his ball, he hears another squishing sound.) Huh? (He looks down and sees that he has stepped on another muffin.) Who keeps leaving these here?! Oh, forget! (sighs) Don’t let it get to you. (He throws his ball.)
Creek: Jinx! (Branch grunts and the ball hits the mushrooms.)
Branch: Come on, come on, come on, come on. Come on. Come on. (The ball gets closer to the hole.) Come on, come on, come on! (Just before the ball falls into the hole, a bird takes it away.) What?!
Poppy: Random critter interference. Bad luck.
Creek: Tough break, mate. Not the outcome any of us wanted. (He laughs as he walks.) Jinx!
Branch: (grunts) I am not jinxed! TIME OUT! (Poppy blows a whistle.) I’m going to the bumper ball bush to get a ball. And then I will come back and hit the winning shot because there is no such thing as bad luck. (He steps on a muffin again.) Come on!
Poppy: (On the microphone) Branch’s time-out means the game resumes in two hours. That may seem excessive, but it’s the perfect amount for a… time-out party! (Some Trolls get up and dance. Meanwhile, Branch is grunting while he goes to get a new ball. Poppy catches up with him.) Branch, hey, wait up! Are you OK?
Branch: I’m fine. Just… (groans) You don’t believe in bad luck, do you?
Poppy: Hm. I believe in cupcakes. I believe there is a right way to throw a squishball. I believe that you comb your hair from the bottom, not the top. I believe in the Marshtato Fairy, peppermint cocoa, that scratch-and-sniff scrapbooks are underrated. And I believe in long, warm hugs that last three days. But bad luck? Nah.
Branch: Yeah, exactly. Everyone else has this crazy idea that I’m jinxed, just because I stepped on a muffin.
Poppy: (shrieks) You should go see Cybil!
Branch: What?! You just said you don’t believe in bad luck.
Poppy: Well, yeah, but… I’ve got layers, Branch, OK? Contradictions makes me endearing.
Branch: Yeah, you are pretty endearing.
Poppy: Look, Branch, it’s fine if you don’t believe in luck. But you do seem pretty worked up about this. Maybe going to Cybil would help.
Branch: Worked up? I am not worked up because there’s nothing to be worked up about. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m gonna get a new ball. (He leaves and Poppy follows him. At the bumper ball tree, Branch pulls a new ball out.) Ha! See?! No such thing as- (The branch breaks and he falls to the ground.)
Poppy: Want to see Cybil now?
Branch: That was a coincidence. (A green ball with a blue stripe falls on him and Poppy screams.) Double coincidence? (A purple ball falls on him.) Fine, we’ll go see Cybil. (He and Poppy go to Cybil’s pod.)
Cybil: Welcome. I foresee you are here to… invite me to a party.
Poppy: Whoa! She’s good.
Branch: What? That’s not why we’re here. Well, it’s not the only reason. (She opens an invitation.)
Pop-Up: Come to our party!
Branch: That proves nothing. You’re always inviting people to parties.
Cybil: Mm. But I sense there is another reason for your visit.
Poppy: Two for two! You’re good.
Branch: I literally just told her that. Look, I stepped on a muffin, and even though it’s insane… (groans) … I think it jinxed me.
Cybil: Ah. And you seek my help. (Poppy gasps and mimics and explosion.)
Branch: (grunts) Obviously.
Cybil: Well, let me tell you, only a good-luck charm can ward off a jinx.
Branch: Perfect. Hand one over.
Cybil: Ooh. I predict that I don’t have any good-luck charms here.
Branch: That is not a prediction.
Cybil: And I sense we will all go search for one together. (She moans mystically as she gets off her seat.)
Branch: Now you’re just saying what you’re gonna do!
Poppy: (giggles) Goosebumps! (Outside, there are elephant-like critters eating grass.)
Branch: This is where I could get my good-luck charm?
Cybil: Indeed. I see you finding a four-leaf clover here.
Branch: (muttering) Stupid bad luck. (He goes to a clover leaf patch.) Seriously? I’ve got an hour left to get back to the game. This could take all day! (The critter takes a clover and bellows. Branch then gasps.) A four-leaf clover! (The critter gets ready to eat the clover.) Oh, no you don’t! (He gets on the critter and takes the clover from it.) I got one! (The critter grabs him with its trunk and slams him against the ground. Then it sends him flying. He lands in front of Poppy and Cybil.) Ha! A four-leaf clover. (One of the leaves falls off the clover.)
Cybil: I predict disappointment.
Poppy: Branch, are you OK?
Branch: I’m fine. What’s next? (He, Poppy, and Cybil go to a little cliff.)
Cybil: A rainbow gem is the luckiest of all stones.
Poppy: There! (Branch climbs the cliff and forms his hair into a pickaxe to get the rainbow gem.)
Branch: Yes! (The cliff starts to crumble.) Huh?! No, no, no, no, no! (He gets covered in dust. His hand sticks out.) Still got it. (A bird flies in and takes the rainbow gem away.)
Poppy: Uh… Branch, I’m not sure this is a good idea anymore.
Branch: Next. (He, Cybil, and Poppy leave the cliff.) We’re running out of time.
Cybil: Not to worry. All you have to do is catch a golden cricket. I have foreseen that this is where you will finally succeed.
Branch: Then why didn’t we start here? (sighs) Fine, whatever. Golden cricket. Keep your eyes peeled. They tend to blend with their environment.
Cybil: Ah. No, you’re thinking of the spotted golden cricket. I meant the western mountain golden cricket.
Branch: What? (He bumps into a leg.) Whoa! (He sees a huge golden cricket. It tries to stomp on Branch.) Whoa!
Poppy: Abort, Branch! Abort!
Branch: No! You’re coming with me, good luck, charm! (He jumps and grabs the cricket’s leg, but it throws him away. He then gets ready again.)
Poppy: Branch! (Branch gets thrown again.) Branch, wait! (Branch lassoes the cricket’s legs with his hair.)
Branch: Give up! You’re coming with me! To make sure I win a recreational activity!
Poppy: Branch, you’ve got to stop!
Branch: I can’t! I’m jinxed!
Poppy: We don’t know that!
Branch: But you’re the one who insisted we to Cybil! (The cricket hisses and Poppy screams.)
Poppy: Yes, but I thought it might help you ease your mind! Does this look like it’s helping at all?! (Branch stops pulling.)
Branch: No. (His hair lets go of the cricket. It hisses and flies away.)
Poppy: Look, Branch, I don’t know for sure if there is such a thing as luck or jinxes or charms, but I know you getting so bent out of shape about it doesn’t do any good, right? (She holds Branch’s hands.)
Branch: Yeah, I guess you’re right. (Poppy hugs him.)
Cybil: Oh, I knew this would happen.
Branch: No, you didn’t! (Back at the stadium, the game continues.)
Poppy: (Through the microphone) Well, Trolls, time-out is over, and Branch lines up for the big shot. (The crowd cheers and Branch gets ready to throw his ball.)
Biggie: Did you go to Cybil? Did you get rid of the jinx?
Branch: Doesn’t matter. I got this. (He takes a deep breath and throws the ball. A critter pops out of the ground and sends the ball flying. The crowd and Biggie gasp.) Wait for it. (The ball goes higher.) Wait for it. (The ball lands on the ground and rolls near the hole. A yellow male Troll screams and faints.) Wait for it. (Biggie whimpers and grabs him.)
Branch and Biggie: WAIT FOR IT! (The ball rolls around the hole and stops.)
Branch: Huh. Oh, well. Sorry, Biggie.
Creek: Wahoo! Oh, I told you you were jinxed, you jinx boy! Oh, yeah, did you see that? Does it hurt right here? Ha-ha! (He laughs as he walks backwards. He then steps on a muffin and slips.) Whoa! (The shaking causes the ball to roll into the hole.)
Poppy: Bullseye! (Branch and Biggie hug.)
Branch: Woo-hoo!
Biggie: Woo-hoo-hoo!
Poppy: Team Branch wins! (She stands up on her chair.) It’s a Bumper Bullseye Ball victory for the scrapbooks!
Creek: What? This cannot be. (The crowd cheers for Branch and Biggie.)
Branch: Well, looks like my luck has finally turned around. Don’t worry, Creek. I know just where you could find a golden cricket. (He and Biggie laugh and walk away.)
Biggie: I don’t get that reference.
Cybil: I did not see that coming. (Creek grunts.)
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