Trolls: The Beat Goes On! (2018) s08e11 Episode Script
Tall Tail - BFFF
1 Put your hair up in the air - Live it up - Hey! Every day you wake up singing - Turn it up - Whoo! The party's just beginning All together, you and me Hair in the air, we're a family We got everything we need Hair in the air Because we're proud to be Celebrating who we are Yeah, we made it through the dark Harmony is everywhere Put your hair up in the air Put your hair up in the air Our moment has come, food-dipping fanatics.
Time to put the fun in this fondue party! Then, without further ado, I present the frazzlefruit fondue.
[both screaming.]
It's empty! Who was supposed to bring the fondue? It was supposed to be Creek.
I guess he couldn't make it? [gasps.]
No fondue? [screaming.]
Please, everyone! I'm sure Creek has a very good excuse for why he didn't come through.
[Branch.]
A good excuse? Give me a break! Creek always bails on his responsibilities and he never has a good excuse.
Any second now, he'll show up and say, [as Creek.]
"I'm so sorry there's no fondue.
You won't believe what happened!" I'm so sorry there's no fondue.
You won't believe what happened! Ha! Called it.
Um Creek, are you OK? No.
I was on my way here when I was attacked by a horrific beast! Oh, please! You think anyone's gonna buy that? - [in unison.]
We all buy it, Creek.
- [yells.]
Poor Creek! [auto-tuned.]
Tell us more.
It had the body of a Troll-ephant, two blue wings, a snake-like head, huge tail, and a fearsome hunger for fondue.
[screaming.]
This is absurd! [grunts.]
[groans.]
I couldn't get away.
So, I'm sorry to say, I gave the beast the fondue.
[sobbing.]
[both.]
Aw! Oh, come on! None of this happened! He was just too lazy to make the fondue, and now he's created this ridiculous story to get sympathy.
It was a nightmare.
[others.]
Aw! [stammers.]
That's it! Creek, as a citizen of Troll Village, I hereby accuse you of a party foul.
[gasps.]
Wait, what's a party foul? "Failure to bring a promised item to a social event without a reasonable excuse is hereby known as a 'party foul.
'" OK.
But how do we decide whether Creek's excuse is reasonable? Oh, that's the best part.
[others.]
Hm? [Smidge.]
Hear ye! Hear ye! Troll Court is now in session.
The honorable Judge Poppy presiding.
All raise the roof.
- Oi-oi-oi! - Ooh-ooh-ooh! [dance music blaring.]
Ooh-ooh-ooh! Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh! Ooh-ooh-ooh! You may be seated.
Your Honor, to prove Creek guilty of this party foul, I intend to [Guy.]
Objection! Guy Diamond, attorney at party law Judge Poppy, Guy Diamond, Esquire, local heartthrob for the defense.
[screams.]
I'd like to make a motion.
Go ahead.
[booming hip-hop beat.]
Hwah! Whoa! [jury.]
Wow! Excellent motion.
Branch, counter motion? [groans.]
Do I have to? According to this, yes.
[sighs.]
Fine.
[accordion music playing.]
Uh-uh.
Motion denied.
[groans.]
Hm.
I'll allow it.
Proceed.
About time.
I call my first witness.
Milton, as an expert critternarian, tell me, have you ever seen an animal like the one Creek claims took his fondue? - Never.
- Oh, that's not good.
- I don't know.
- [jury murmuring.]
But, Milton, how often do you see animals you've never seen before? Oh, all the time.
There's one.
And there's one.
Never seen that before.
[laughs.]
[Biggie.]
Oh, no, no.
I think Creek is innocent.
- [jury murmuring.]
- [Branch gulps.]
Cooper, you've known Creek a long time.
Would you say that he's a trustworthy Troll? No way.
He's shifty.
I think he's up to something.
[jury gasps.]
- [murmuring.]
- Can we trust someone like that? I mean, what kind of Troll spends all his time in a underground bunker? - Wait, which one is Creek again? - Uh No further questions.
And that leaf vest? Why does he need camouflage unless he's hiding something? No further questions! No further questions! [sighs.]
Stay cool, Branch.
You lost two, but you got this.
[sighs.]
So, uh, Creek Yes? I have some very condemning questions here that um will turn the tide of this this entire case.
Like uh are you lying about the fondue monster? No.
[chuckles sheepishly.]
Thought I'd catch you off-guard there, but maybe I'll just return to my seat and make you crack under the pressure and confess! Uh No.
- [grunts.]
- [laughs.]
Poor Branch.
Sorry to disappoint you, mate, but I'm telling the truth.
The fondue was eaten by a snake-headed beast with a Troll-ephant body, red wings, and a huge tail.
Case closed.
Wait.
Red wings? But at the party, you said it had blue wings! - Uh What? - [jury murmuring.]
Blue wings? I mean, yes.
Uh It did have blue wings in the back, and uh red wings in the front.
Oh, so, now the beast suddenly has four wings? - Yes! - [gasps.]
Uh No, not "suddenly.
" It always did.
Oh, come on! Creek, which story are we supposed to believe? The story from the party or the story you're telling now? The story I'm telling now! [gasps.]
Gotcha.
Order! Order! Order! Given this new development in the case, I am granting a five-minute recess.
[all.]
Recess! Yay! [laughter and cheering.]
We, the jury, find Creek guilty of a party foul and sentence him [gulps.]
to do better next time.
[screams.]
- [murmuring.]
- [Branch.]
Whoo! - Yes! All right! - [gavel banging.]
We're adjourned.
The fondue party will recommence at 3:00 p.
m.
today.
And don't worry, I'll bring the fondue.
Wahoo! The system works, people! Uh Branch, do you really think you should be delighting in Creek's misfortune? Oh.
Gee, well, when you put it that way yes! Delighting-in-misfortune song montage! Swagnificent We're gonna party Like our life has just begun I feel swagnificent Ha! I feel swagnificent! Ha! We're gonna party Until the whole world feels magnificent Ha, ha Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Swagnificent Gary, old buddy, really wish you could have been there.
It was so satisfying to nail Creek and finally show everyone he was [screams.]
lying? [growling.]
F-Four wings? C-Creek was telling the truth? [sniffs.]
[roars.]
[screams.]
Here, it's yours! [roaring continues.]
[screams.]
Why are you chasing me? I don't have any more fondue! What do I do, Gary? I can't run to the Trolls for help - everyone will know Creek told the truth! Whoa! What's that, Gary? Go to Creek for help? No way! We can handle this on our own.
We just need [gasps.]
One of our nets! [roars.]
[growling.]
That's it.
Closer.
A little closer, and - Now! - [beep.]
"Dear Branch, I owe you one net.
" "Love, your friend, Cooper.
" [cackles.]
[snarling.]
[wailing.]
OK, we'll ask Creek for help! [sighs.]
- Creek! - Branch? Creek, please help.
The fondue beast is on my tail.
You have to tell me how you got rid of him.
[chuckles.]
What's this? Running from a figment of my imagination, are you? OK, yes, I admit I was wrong; you were right.
Sorry, couldn't quite hear you, Branch.
Could you speak up? You were right.
You were right! Now, could you please be smug when I'm not in mortal danger? [roaring.]
[both gasp.]
[wind howling.]
It doesn't want you, it wants the fondue! Well, duh, Creek! I gave it to him right away! I did, too! But I later discovered that I had spilled some on my [gasps.]
- clothes! - [screams.]
Wow.
It really likes fondue.
Sorry I didn't believe you, Creek.
It's just there are so many reasons I don't like you.
- What? Name one! - Uh You tried to feed everyone we know to the Bergens.
Oh, fair.
Yeah, that's fair.
But just because I feel this way about you doesn't mean you're always that way.
[sighs.]
I should have given you the benefit of the doubt.
Thank you, Branch.
But you're gonna have to do better than that to make up for it.
Huh? Like telling everyone I was right.
[chattering stops.]
[gulps.]
Uh Branch, what's going on? Where's the fondue? And your shirt? [chuckles.]
Tell her, Branch.
Uh Tell us, Branch.
Uh [sighs.]
Well, this is hard for me to admit, but the truth is I ate the fondue.
What? [yawns.]
[Poppy.]
Good morning, Troll Village! Just a couple preliminary announcements.
First, I'm thrilled the critter jetpack fad has caught on, but please be careful.
There have been some avoidable accidents.
Remember, Guy, go easy on the throttle or you'll spin out of control.
But don't go too easy or you'll drop like a stone.
OK.
OK, OK.
Liftoff in three, two [auto-tuned.]
one [Troll screaming.]
Walk it off, Guy! Also, while the sunny weather has been inviting, please be advised, too much exposure can be hazardous to your health.
[sighs.]
[Troll screaming.]
Walk it off, Peppy! Now, for the real reason I gathered you here, I have recently commissioned Branch to put together something very exciting.
Branch? After several long months of crafting and perfecting, I'm proud to present my latest creation a testament to Troll ingenuity, it's the one the only thing I brought to present today Oh, my guh! Hurry up already! Oh, sorry.
Ta-da! It's an uninspired piñata! - [cheering.]
- Uninspired piñata! What? No, guys.
It's a time capsule.
You put a beloved item inside and bury it in the ground.
Oh.
So, like a funeral for our favorite things.
[others gasp and groan.]
You are one morbid Troll, Branch.
No, guys, look! We put something special in the capsule that reflects who we are.
Then we seal it inside so other Trolls, many years from now, can dig it up and learn all about us.
[all.]
Oh! It's a way of wrapping a gift so we can make friends with Trolls of the future.
How does that sound? [gasps.]
You had me at, "It's a way of wrapping a gift so we can make friends with the Trolls of the future.
How does that sound?" - [cheering.]
- Yeah! All right! Then let's pick the item.
Who votes that we should put a scrapbook inside? [cheering.]
Ooh! The crowd has spoken! Eh.
I'm not so sure.
Who votes that we put a gem inside? [cheering.]
Ooh.
The crowd is pretty easy to please.
Maybe we should form a committee to make a more discerning choice.
[cheering.]
Didn't even need to ask.
Roll me some dough as fast as you can I hereby call the Capsule Contents Committee to order.
[banging.]
And I hereby call the Capsule Burying Committee to order.
Cooper, there is no Capsule Burying Committee.
- You're the only Troll who volunteer - Hm? I mean, the Capsule Burying Committee is a legitimate organization with a well-documented history? [chuckles.]
The Village is counting on us to pick a capsule item that will make friends with the future Trolls, so we must choose wisely.
[others.]
OK! Send in the first presenter! Good morning, Capsule Committee.
Klaus has a great idea for the capsule.
What is more Troll-y than a moist and delicious cupcake, ja? [gasps.]
A cupcake? That's perfect! I can just picture how the future Trolls will react.
Today is the day we open the time capsule, Trolls! Behold, a gift from the Trolls of the past.
- Cupcakes! - [crowd cheering.]
[retching.]
Moldy! They sent us moldy cupcakes! [crowd screaming.]
Uh-oh! It would be a new-friend-ender! A new-bud-dud! - A new-pal-faux-pal! - [Smidge.]
Uh It's "faux pas.
" - Whatever! - [Branch.]
Whoa! Pump the brakes.
I admit, a cupcake isn't the best capsule idea, but you guys don't know how the future Trolls would react.
We can't risk it.
Baked goods are banned from the capsule.
Sorry, Klaus.
No, Queen Poppy, it is Klaus's shame for even suggesting it! [singsong.]
Toodle-oo! Be more careful, committee.
The last thing we want to do is make a bad impression on the future Trolls.
Prepare to scrutinize! Next presenter! All Trolls love to sing, so what if we put a record of all of our favorite songs in the capsule? [in unison.]
Oh! Songs from Troll Village Past.
Hm.
I think we're supposed to listen to it.
Ooh! I am not impressed.
Uh-oh! Oh.
Well, uh, we could send a record player with it.
[in unison.]
Yeah! Maybe this is how we listen to it.
Ooh! - Still nothing.
- The past Trolls were not much fun.
"Not much fun"? Pretend I was never here! [King Peppy.]
All Trolls love toys, so what better way to introduce ourselves than with a collection of wooden carvings, cast in our likeness? - Wow! - That's perfect! I know! [chuckles.]
There's Poppy, Branch, and Smidge! Look, it's y Ow! Splinter! Ah! Splinter! Why do the past Trolls hate us? Owie! - [screaming.]
- [sighs.]
Oh, not to worry.
I'll just sand them down.
See? Nice and smooth.
[chuckles.]
[screams.]
My foot! My foot! [both.]
Ow! Our feet! Our feet! - So much worse than splinters! - [Poppy.]
Next! Why not give future Trolls a taste of the latest craze: critter jetpa [Troll screams.]
- Phew! - [Trolls screaming.]
Walk it off, Guy! [Trolls screaming.]
Next! Next! Next! There is no one else, Poppy.
Yeah, but we've seen plenty of good ideas already.
You all are just too paranoid about how they might be received.
Sorry, Branch, but I'd rather put nothing in the capsule than take a chance on offending future Trolls.
[sighs.]
We need a break to reconsider this entire enterprise.
What are we going to do? Who thought a time capsule would be so hard? [Cooper.]
Hm.
[sighs.]
Got to say, gang, nothing recharges the old batteries like one scoop vanilla, one scoop chocolate, and Wait, where's the capsule? - It was buried - [others gasp.]
thanks to every member of the Capsule Burying Committee.
We all deserve a firm handshake.
"Job well done.
" "Oh, excellent work to you, Cooper.
" "Hear, hear! I could not have done it without you.
" Buried? But we didn't pick an item! Exactly! You said you'd rather put nothing in the capsule than take a chance on offending future Trolls.
But that means the capsule is still empty and [gasps.]
And when the future Trolls find it They go to all the trouble to bury this in the ground and then put nothing inside? Is it just me, or are you offended beyond your wildest imagination? [screaming.]
Cooper, we have to dig it back up! Is there any chance you didn't forget where you buried it? [chuckles.]
Oh, no, Poppy.
No chance at all.
[cackles.]
But I can check the committee minutes.
Oh, good! Ahem! "Nine-oh-four: Cooper calls meeting to order.
Nine-oh-five " Skip ahead! [whimpers.]
"Twelve-forty-four: Poppy says to put nothing in capsule.
Twelve-forty-five: Cooper buries capsule at" Then we ran out of paper.
[in unison.]
No! Yes! Dig everywhere, gang! Keep digging until that capsule is found! Got to find the capsule! Got to find that capsule! Oh, I found it! - Yay! - Ta-da! Oh, wait.
No, it's just a treasure chest.
[groans.]
Oh Got to find the capsule! Got to find that capsule! [panting.]
[screams.]
Finally, someone found me! Best hide-and-seek spot ever! [sighs.]
Out of the way, Peppy! I need to search your pod! - [King Peppy.]
Wha? - [Smidge grunting.]
Oh, my guh! [grunts.]
[muttering.]
Poppy, this isn't working.
It would take the five of us a lifetime to search the entire Village.
[sighs.]
This only leaves us with one solution, huh? Accept that the capsule is gone? - Pfft! No.
Get more diggers! - What? Attention, Trolls! We need everyone to dig for our missing time capsule! Go, go, go! Huh? Whoa! Huh? Whoa! Queen Poppy had a cupcake She put it on a shelf Branch said he wanted some [yells.]
Uh This might be getting out of hand.
Not "might be.
" Look! [rumbling.]
[Trolls screaming.]
[screams.]
Whoa! Stop! Everyone, stop! [rumbling stops.]
Please, I've made a mistake here.
[sighs.]
The whole reason I was excited about this time capsule was to send a gift to future Troll Village.
But if we keep digging like this, there won't be a future Troll Village.
Let's just forget about the time capsule and go back to having fun.
[in unison.]
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Sorry about before.
Oh, my guh! [Trolls giggling.]
Well, you were right, Branch.
It's better accepting the capsule is gone.
I just hope our friends in the future will take it graciously.
Hey, they're Trolls.
I'm sure they will.
An empty time capsule? Is it just me, or are you offended beyond your wildest imagination? - Actually, no.
- Oh.
Don't you see? The gift is the time capsule.
Something we can fill with a favorite item to send to Trolls in the future! How thoughtful! But what should we put in it? How about a scrapbook? Perfect! That was easy.
Time to put the fun in this fondue party! Then, without further ado, I present the frazzlefruit fondue.
[both screaming.]
It's empty! Who was supposed to bring the fondue? It was supposed to be Creek.
I guess he couldn't make it? [gasps.]
No fondue? [screaming.]
Please, everyone! I'm sure Creek has a very good excuse for why he didn't come through.
[Branch.]
A good excuse? Give me a break! Creek always bails on his responsibilities and he never has a good excuse.
Any second now, he'll show up and say, [as Creek.]
"I'm so sorry there's no fondue.
You won't believe what happened!" I'm so sorry there's no fondue.
You won't believe what happened! Ha! Called it.
Um Creek, are you OK? No.
I was on my way here when I was attacked by a horrific beast! Oh, please! You think anyone's gonna buy that? - [in unison.]
We all buy it, Creek.
- [yells.]
Poor Creek! [auto-tuned.]
Tell us more.
It had the body of a Troll-ephant, two blue wings, a snake-like head, huge tail, and a fearsome hunger for fondue.
[screaming.]
This is absurd! [grunts.]
[groans.]
I couldn't get away.
So, I'm sorry to say, I gave the beast the fondue.
[sobbing.]
[both.]
Aw! Oh, come on! None of this happened! He was just too lazy to make the fondue, and now he's created this ridiculous story to get sympathy.
It was a nightmare.
[others.]
Aw! [stammers.]
That's it! Creek, as a citizen of Troll Village, I hereby accuse you of a party foul.
[gasps.]
Wait, what's a party foul? "Failure to bring a promised item to a social event without a reasonable excuse is hereby known as a 'party foul.
'" OK.
But how do we decide whether Creek's excuse is reasonable? Oh, that's the best part.
[others.]
Hm? [Smidge.]
Hear ye! Hear ye! Troll Court is now in session.
The honorable Judge Poppy presiding.
All raise the roof.
- Oi-oi-oi! - Ooh-ooh-ooh! [dance music blaring.]
Ooh-ooh-ooh! Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh! Ooh-ooh-ooh! You may be seated.
Your Honor, to prove Creek guilty of this party foul, I intend to [Guy.]
Objection! Guy Diamond, attorney at party law Judge Poppy, Guy Diamond, Esquire, local heartthrob for the defense.
[screams.]
I'd like to make a motion.
Go ahead.
[booming hip-hop beat.]
Hwah! Whoa! [jury.]
Wow! Excellent motion.
Branch, counter motion? [groans.]
Do I have to? According to this, yes.
[sighs.]
Fine.
[accordion music playing.]
Uh-uh.
Motion denied.
[groans.]
Hm.
I'll allow it.
Proceed.
About time.
I call my first witness.
Milton, as an expert critternarian, tell me, have you ever seen an animal like the one Creek claims took his fondue? - Never.
- Oh, that's not good.
- I don't know.
- [jury murmuring.]
But, Milton, how often do you see animals you've never seen before? Oh, all the time.
There's one.
And there's one.
Never seen that before.
[laughs.]
[Biggie.]
Oh, no, no.
I think Creek is innocent.
- [jury murmuring.]
- [Branch gulps.]
Cooper, you've known Creek a long time.
Would you say that he's a trustworthy Troll? No way.
He's shifty.
I think he's up to something.
[jury gasps.]
- [murmuring.]
- Can we trust someone like that? I mean, what kind of Troll spends all his time in a underground bunker? - Wait, which one is Creek again? - Uh No further questions.
And that leaf vest? Why does he need camouflage unless he's hiding something? No further questions! No further questions! [sighs.]
Stay cool, Branch.
You lost two, but you got this.
[sighs.]
So, uh, Creek Yes? I have some very condemning questions here that um will turn the tide of this this entire case.
Like uh are you lying about the fondue monster? No.
[chuckles sheepishly.]
Thought I'd catch you off-guard there, but maybe I'll just return to my seat and make you crack under the pressure and confess! Uh No.
- [grunts.]
- [laughs.]
Poor Branch.
Sorry to disappoint you, mate, but I'm telling the truth.
The fondue was eaten by a snake-headed beast with a Troll-ephant body, red wings, and a huge tail.
Case closed.
Wait.
Red wings? But at the party, you said it had blue wings! - Uh What? - [jury murmuring.]
Blue wings? I mean, yes.
Uh It did have blue wings in the back, and uh red wings in the front.
Oh, so, now the beast suddenly has four wings? - Yes! - [gasps.]
Uh No, not "suddenly.
" It always did.
Oh, come on! Creek, which story are we supposed to believe? The story from the party or the story you're telling now? The story I'm telling now! [gasps.]
Gotcha.
Order! Order! Order! Given this new development in the case, I am granting a five-minute recess.
[all.]
Recess! Yay! [laughter and cheering.]
We, the jury, find Creek guilty of a party foul and sentence him [gulps.]
to do better next time.
[screams.]
- [murmuring.]
- [Branch.]
Whoo! - Yes! All right! - [gavel banging.]
We're adjourned.
The fondue party will recommence at 3:00 p.
m.
today.
And don't worry, I'll bring the fondue.
Wahoo! The system works, people! Uh Branch, do you really think you should be delighting in Creek's misfortune? Oh.
Gee, well, when you put it that way yes! Delighting-in-misfortune song montage! Swagnificent We're gonna party Like our life has just begun I feel swagnificent Ha! I feel swagnificent! Ha! We're gonna party Until the whole world feels magnificent Ha, ha Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Swagnificent Gary, old buddy, really wish you could have been there.
It was so satisfying to nail Creek and finally show everyone he was [screams.]
lying? [growling.]
F-Four wings? C-Creek was telling the truth? [sniffs.]
[roars.]
[screams.]
Here, it's yours! [roaring continues.]
[screams.]
Why are you chasing me? I don't have any more fondue! What do I do, Gary? I can't run to the Trolls for help - everyone will know Creek told the truth! Whoa! What's that, Gary? Go to Creek for help? No way! We can handle this on our own.
We just need [gasps.]
One of our nets! [roars.]
[growling.]
That's it.
Closer.
A little closer, and - Now! - [beep.]
"Dear Branch, I owe you one net.
" "Love, your friend, Cooper.
" [cackles.]
[snarling.]
[wailing.]
OK, we'll ask Creek for help! [sighs.]
- Creek! - Branch? Creek, please help.
The fondue beast is on my tail.
You have to tell me how you got rid of him.
[chuckles.]
What's this? Running from a figment of my imagination, are you? OK, yes, I admit I was wrong; you were right.
Sorry, couldn't quite hear you, Branch.
Could you speak up? You were right.
You were right! Now, could you please be smug when I'm not in mortal danger? [roaring.]
[both gasp.]
[wind howling.]
It doesn't want you, it wants the fondue! Well, duh, Creek! I gave it to him right away! I did, too! But I later discovered that I had spilled some on my [gasps.]
- clothes! - [screams.]
Wow.
It really likes fondue.
Sorry I didn't believe you, Creek.
It's just there are so many reasons I don't like you.
- What? Name one! - Uh You tried to feed everyone we know to the Bergens.
Oh, fair.
Yeah, that's fair.
But just because I feel this way about you doesn't mean you're always that way.
[sighs.]
I should have given you the benefit of the doubt.
Thank you, Branch.
But you're gonna have to do better than that to make up for it.
Huh? Like telling everyone I was right.
[chattering stops.]
[gulps.]
Uh Branch, what's going on? Where's the fondue? And your shirt? [chuckles.]
Tell her, Branch.
Uh Tell us, Branch.
Uh [sighs.]
Well, this is hard for me to admit, but the truth is I ate the fondue.
What? [yawns.]
[Poppy.]
Good morning, Troll Village! Just a couple preliminary announcements.
First, I'm thrilled the critter jetpack fad has caught on, but please be careful.
There have been some avoidable accidents.
Remember, Guy, go easy on the throttle or you'll spin out of control.
But don't go too easy or you'll drop like a stone.
OK.
OK, OK.
Liftoff in three, two [auto-tuned.]
one [Troll screaming.]
Walk it off, Guy! Also, while the sunny weather has been inviting, please be advised, too much exposure can be hazardous to your health.
[sighs.]
[Troll screaming.]
Walk it off, Peppy! Now, for the real reason I gathered you here, I have recently commissioned Branch to put together something very exciting.
Branch? After several long months of crafting and perfecting, I'm proud to present my latest creation a testament to Troll ingenuity, it's the one the only thing I brought to present today Oh, my guh! Hurry up already! Oh, sorry.
Ta-da! It's an uninspired piñata! - [cheering.]
- Uninspired piñata! What? No, guys.
It's a time capsule.
You put a beloved item inside and bury it in the ground.
Oh.
So, like a funeral for our favorite things.
[others gasp and groan.]
You are one morbid Troll, Branch.
No, guys, look! We put something special in the capsule that reflects who we are.
Then we seal it inside so other Trolls, many years from now, can dig it up and learn all about us.
[all.]
Oh! It's a way of wrapping a gift so we can make friends with Trolls of the future.
How does that sound? [gasps.]
You had me at, "It's a way of wrapping a gift so we can make friends with the Trolls of the future.
How does that sound?" - [cheering.]
- Yeah! All right! Then let's pick the item.
Who votes that we should put a scrapbook inside? [cheering.]
Ooh! The crowd has spoken! Eh.
I'm not so sure.
Who votes that we put a gem inside? [cheering.]
Ooh.
The crowd is pretty easy to please.
Maybe we should form a committee to make a more discerning choice.
[cheering.]
Didn't even need to ask.
Roll me some dough as fast as you can I hereby call the Capsule Contents Committee to order.
[banging.]
And I hereby call the Capsule Burying Committee to order.
Cooper, there is no Capsule Burying Committee.
- You're the only Troll who volunteer - Hm? I mean, the Capsule Burying Committee is a legitimate organization with a well-documented history? [chuckles.]
The Village is counting on us to pick a capsule item that will make friends with the future Trolls, so we must choose wisely.
[others.]
OK! Send in the first presenter! Good morning, Capsule Committee.
Klaus has a great idea for the capsule.
What is more Troll-y than a moist and delicious cupcake, ja? [gasps.]
A cupcake? That's perfect! I can just picture how the future Trolls will react.
Today is the day we open the time capsule, Trolls! Behold, a gift from the Trolls of the past.
- Cupcakes! - [crowd cheering.]
[retching.]
Moldy! They sent us moldy cupcakes! [crowd screaming.]
Uh-oh! It would be a new-friend-ender! A new-bud-dud! - A new-pal-faux-pal! - [Smidge.]
Uh It's "faux pas.
" - Whatever! - [Branch.]
Whoa! Pump the brakes.
I admit, a cupcake isn't the best capsule idea, but you guys don't know how the future Trolls would react.
We can't risk it.
Baked goods are banned from the capsule.
Sorry, Klaus.
No, Queen Poppy, it is Klaus's shame for even suggesting it! [singsong.]
Toodle-oo! Be more careful, committee.
The last thing we want to do is make a bad impression on the future Trolls.
Prepare to scrutinize! Next presenter! All Trolls love to sing, so what if we put a record of all of our favorite songs in the capsule? [in unison.]
Oh! Songs from Troll Village Past.
Hm.
I think we're supposed to listen to it.
Ooh! I am not impressed.
Uh-oh! Oh.
Well, uh, we could send a record player with it.
[in unison.]
Yeah! Maybe this is how we listen to it.
Ooh! - Still nothing.
- The past Trolls were not much fun.
"Not much fun"? Pretend I was never here! [King Peppy.]
All Trolls love toys, so what better way to introduce ourselves than with a collection of wooden carvings, cast in our likeness? - Wow! - That's perfect! I know! [chuckles.]
There's Poppy, Branch, and Smidge! Look, it's y Ow! Splinter! Ah! Splinter! Why do the past Trolls hate us? Owie! - [screaming.]
- [sighs.]
Oh, not to worry.
I'll just sand them down.
See? Nice and smooth.
[chuckles.]
[screams.]
My foot! My foot! [both.]
Ow! Our feet! Our feet! - So much worse than splinters! - [Poppy.]
Next! Why not give future Trolls a taste of the latest craze: critter jetpa [Troll screams.]
- Phew! - [Trolls screaming.]
Walk it off, Guy! [Trolls screaming.]
Next! Next! Next! There is no one else, Poppy.
Yeah, but we've seen plenty of good ideas already.
You all are just too paranoid about how they might be received.
Sorry, Branch, but I'd rather put nothing in the capsule than take a chance on offending future Trolls.
[sighs.]
We need a break to reconsider this entire enterprise.
What are we going to do? Who thought a time capsule would be so hard? [Cooper.]
Hm.
[sighs.]
Got to say, gang, nothing recharges the old batteries like one scoop vanilla, one scoop chocolate, and Wait, where's the capsule? - It was buried - [others gasp.]
thanks to every member of the Capsule Burying Committee.
We all deserve a firm handshake.
"Job well done.
" "Oh, excellent work to you, Cooper.
" "Hear, hear! I could not have done it without you.
" Buried? But we didn't pick an item! Exactly! You said you'd rather put nothing in the capsule than take a chance on offending future Trolls.
But that means the capsule is still empty and [gasps.]
And when the future Trolls find it They go to all the trouble to bury this in the ground and then put nothing inside? Is it just me, or are you offended beyond your wildest imagination? [screaming.]
Cooper, we have to dig it back up! Is there any chance you didn't forget where you buried it? [chuckles.]
Oh, no, Poppy.
No chance at all.
[cackles.]
But I can check the committee minutes.
Oh, good! Ahem! "Nine-oh-four: Cooper calls meeting to order.
Nine-oh-five " Skip ahead! [whimpers.]
"Twelve-forty-four: Poppy says to put nothing in capsule.
Twelve-forty-five: Cooper buries capsule at" Then we ran out of paper.
[in unison.]
No! Yes! Dig everywhere, gang! Keep digging until that capsule is found! Got to find the capsule! Got to find that capsule! Oh, I found it! - Yay! - Ta-da! Oh, wait.
No, it's just a treasure chest.
[groans.]
Oh Got to find the capsule! Got to find that capsule! [panting.]
[screams.]
Finally, someone found me! Best hide-and-seek spot ever! [sighs.]
Out of the way, Peppy! I need to search your pod! - [King Peppy.]
Wha? - [Smidge grunting.]
Oh, my guh! [grunts.]
[muttering.]
Poppy, this isn't working.
It would take the five of us a lifetime to search the entire Village.
[sighs.]
This only leaves us with one solution, huh? Accept that the capsule is gone? - Pfft! No.
Get more diggers! - What? Attention, Trolls! We need everyone to dig for our missing time capsule! Go, go, go! Huh? Whoa! Huh? Whoa! Queen Poppy had a cupcake She put it on a shelf Branch said he wanted some [yells.]
Uh This might be getting out of hand.
Not "might be.
" Look! [rumbling.]
[Trolls screaming.]
[screams.]
Whoa! Stop! Everyone, stop! [rumbling stops.]
Please, I've made a mistake here.
[sighs.]
The whole reason I was excited about this time capsule was to send a gift to future Troll Village.
But if we keep digging like this, there won't be a future Troll Village.
Let's just forget about the time capsule and go back to having fun.
[in unison.]
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Sorry about before.
Oh, my guh! [Trolls giggling.]
Well, you were right, Branch.
It's better accepting the capsule is gone.
I just hope our friends in the future will take it graciously.
Hey, they're Trolls.
I'm sure they will.
An empty time capsule? Is it just me, or are you offended beyond your wildest imagination? - Actually, no.
- Oh.
Don't you see? The gift is the time capsule.
Something we can fill with a favorite item to send to Trolls in the future! How thoughtful! But what should we put in it? How about a scrapbook? Perfect! That was easy.