Trolls World Tour (2020) - full transcript

Once upon a time,
there were two Trolls.

- One was named Poppy.
- Hey. How's it going?

The other was named Branch.

What's up?

Together, they saved the world.

Hooray!

Poppy became queen.

Branch found his true colors.

And the two of them
became best friends.

Boom.

And that was that.



Pretty cute, right?
Not to me.

I'm the type of cloud
that goes for...

this sorta thang.

Mm.

Anyhoo, what Poppy and Branch
didn't know

is that their world was
a lot bigger than they knew.

Like, a lot, lot, lot,
lot bigger!

♪ One more time ♪

♪ One more time,
one more time ♪

What's up, my techno Trolls?!

♪ One more time ♪

- ♪ One more time ♪
- Yeah!

♪ We're gonna celebrate ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, all right,
don't stop the dancing ♪



Tonight is about family,
love and music!

Come on!

Let me see you jump!

One, two, three, four!

And get ready for the drop!

Are you ready, little buddy?

Let's do this, King Trollex!

Wait for it!

Come on.

Wait for it.

Yes.

- Wait for it.
- Wait for it!

Wait for it.

Come on, man, hit me!

Just do it already!

♪ One more time ♪

♪ Music's got me feeling
so free ♪

♪ We're gonna celebrate ♪

- Oh, yeah!
- ♪ Celebrate and dance so free ♪

- ♪ Gonna party all night ♪
- ♪ One more time ♪

♪ One more time,
we're gonna celebrate ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, all right,
don't stop the dancing ♪

- ♪ Don't stop the dancing ♪
- ♪ Oh, yeah, all right ♪

♪ Don't stop the... ♪

Don't worry, everybody.

We'll get back to the party
in a minute.

Let me just take care
of this real quick.

♪ ♪

Hey, man.

There he is!

King Trollex of
the Techno Trolls, right?

That's right.
Who's asking?

Queen Barb.

Of the Hard Rock Trolls.

And I'm here to take
your string, bro.

No way.

Ooh, don't do it, man.

If we lose our string,
we lose our music.

You mean your bleeps
and bloops?

Beep, beep, beep,
beep-beep, boo.

Yeah. That's not music.

Do you want to hear
some real music?

Rockers!

Ah!

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Here I am ♪

♪ Rock you like a hurricane! ♪

Okay, okay, enough. Stop.

You're harshing the vibe we
worked very hard to build to.

Oh, but by the end
of my world tour,

we're all gonna have
the same vibe.

We're all gonna be one nation
of Trolls, under rock.

Who's ready to rock?!

♪ ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Woke up
in the morning light ♪

♪ Today is the day
that I do everything right ♪

♪ Now that I'm queen,
I've got a kingdom to run ♪

♪ 'Cause Trolls,
they wanna have fun ♪

♪ Yeah, Trolls just
wanna have fun ♪

- ♪ They just wanna ♪
- ♪ Hey ♪

♪ They just wanna ♪

- ♪ They just wanna ♪
- ♪ Hey ♪

♪ Trolls just wanna have fun ♪

♪ Lived underground
to get away from the world ♪

♪ Till I had my life changed
by a beautiful girl ♪

♪ Just need the guts to
tell her that she's the one ♪

♪ But you know, Trolls,
they wanna have fun ♪

♪ Oh, Trolls just wanna have ♪

♪ That's all they really want ♪

♪ Some fun ♪

♪ When the working day
is done ♪

♪ Oh, Trolls,
they wanna have fun ♪

♪ Oh, Trolls just wanna have. ♪

All right, Queen Poppy.

I've prepared an agenda
for the day.

Oh. Well, I hope it says
singing, dancing and hugging.

Ow-ow!

Uh, isn't that
what we do every day?

Yeah! Good times!

♪ Good times ♪

♪ We have a good time, yeah ♪

♪ These are the good times ♪

- ♪ We have a good time, yeah ♪
- ♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Leave your cares behind ♪

- All right!
- Check it out.

- ♪ These are the good times ♪
- Yeah!

♪ Having the best time,
oh, yeah ♪

♪ Leave your cares behind ♪

Poppy, come quick!

It's an emergency!

Guy Diamond, what's wrong?

I'm having a baby!

We're on jumpsuit duty.

I get to be a role model.

I don't want to be
a big sister.

♪ Oh, sparkly baby. ♪

Aw.

What should I name him?

Hmm.

How about... Tiny Diamond?

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Tiny Diamond is my name ♪

♪ Come straight from
my daddy's mane ♪

- ♪ My whole body's made of glitter ♪
- ♪ Yeah ♪

- ♪ And I'll throw it in your face ♪
- ♪ Face ♪

- ♪ I love when I make music ♪
- ♪ Oh, yeah ♪

- ♪ And the groove is in my bones ♪
- ♪ My bones ♪

♪ Just like
my Aunt Queen Poppy ♪

- ♪ Someday I'll sit on the throne ♪
- ♪ Get Tiny. ♪

♪ Groove is in the heart ♪

♪ Ah-ah-ah-ah ♪

♪ Groove is in the heart ♪

- ♪ Ah-ah-ah-ah ♪
- ♪ Yeah ♪

- ♪ Yeah ♪
- ♪ Yeah, hey ♪

♪ They just wanna ♪

- ♪ They just wanna ♪
- ♪ These are the good times ♪

♪ They just wanna ♪

- ♪ They just wanna ♪
- ♪ These are the good times ♪

♪ They just wanna ♪

- ♪ They just wanna ♪
- ♪ These are the good times ♪

♪ They just wanna,
they just wanna ♪

♪ Trolls just wanna have ♪

♪ Fun. ♪

Hey! That was some
fancy footwork, Cooper.

Some people just got it.

Biggie, Mr. Dinkles,
you two were on fire!

Yeah, sorry about that,
Queen Poppy.

I'm digging
that new anklet, Legsly.

Thanks, Poppy.

Kisses and donuts
and sprinkles!

Ah, what a Troll.

Tiny Diamond, welcome
to the family, little buddy.

Thanks, Aunt Poppy.

And thanks to this
silver-haired daddy of mine

for bringing me
into this world.

Oh.

I never knew my heart
could be so full.

Peace and love.
Bless up.

Tiny and Daddy out.

Oh. Okay, bye.

Hey, uh, Poppy,

there's something
I was hoping to ask you.

I-I mean,
I guess it's something

I want to tell you, more so.

- Uh-huh.
- Uh, but listen.

You could feel free
to respond to it,

uh, with an answer,
i-if you wanted.

Sure. What's up?

Uh, what's up is I, uh,

I-I-I-I-I-I...

I wanted to tell you that...

Uh...

You're crushing it
at this queen thing.

Aw, Branch, thank you.

Being a good queen is

the most important thing
in the world to me.

Other than being your friend.

Friend, friend, friend, friend,

friend, friend, friend.

Uh, five it up?

Huh. That could've been better.
Let's try that again.

O-Okay, one more.

Huh. For some reason, we can't
seem to make a good connection.

Oh, yes, Fuzzbert!

Now, that's a good connection.

Poppy, help!

- Ooh.
- Poppy!

Watch it, watch it!

- Biggie?
- Oh, run!

Help!

I'm being harangued
by a monster!

Someone stop it!

Gotcha! Ah! It's in my hair!
It's in my hair!

Get it out, get it out, get it out!

There you go.

There you go. Calm down.

Who's a good boy?

What is that thing?

It's creepy.

It's scary.

And nasty.

- Hold me, Daddy.
- Oh.

"To Queen Poppy."

Oh, don't worry, everyone.

It looks like
it's just an invitation.

Whew!

Just an invitation.

I love invitations.

"Barb, the Queen of Rock,

"announces her One Nation
Under Rock World Tour.

"Bring your string
to the biggest party

the world has ever seen."

- Queen of Rock?
- It's nothing!

It means nothing at all.
It's just junk mail.

You don't need
to worry about it.

I mean, quit looking at it,
everyone.

Forget what you saw!

There you go. There you go.

Calm down. Calm down.

There you go.

Okay, I'm calm.

I'm calm.

Dad, what's going on?

Well, I have long feared
this day would come.

I was hoping to protect you
from this, Poppy.

Protect me?

I'm not a little kid
anymore, Dad.

I'm the queen now.

You're right.

The truth is we are not alone
in this world.

There are other kinds
of Trolls.

- What?
- Wow. That's...

Dad, that's great.

The more Trolls, the merrier.

You don't understand.

These other Trolls
aren't like us.

They're different.

Different how?

Different like Legsly?

I love being me.

Or Fuzzbert? Or Smidge?

Or Skyscraper Troll?

Yeah, different like me?

No, it's not that.

They're different in ways
you can't even imagine.

You see, we love music

with a hummable hook,
with an upbeat melody,

with a catchy rhythm that makes
you want to snap your fingers,

tap your toes
and wiggle your butt.

That's our music.

That's what makes us
Pop Trolls.

- Ooh.
- It is. -Yes.

But these other Trolls,
they sing different.

They dance different.

Why, some of them
can't even begin to grasp

the concept of Hammer Time.

You can't touch that!

♪ Stop. ♪

How about we break down
to a smaller group?

It's a story as old as time.

In the beginning,
there was silence.

Boring.

Until one day,
someone made a sound.

Our ancestors were
so inspired by the sound,

they took six strings.

And those six strings had
the power to control all music.

They could play anything.

Techno, funk, classical,

country, hard rock and pop.

And every kind of music
in between.

There was something
for everyone.

It was one big party.

Yay!

But little by little,

Trolls became intolerant
of each other's music.

I want it!

- I want to listen to techno!
- No fair!

Hey, y'all, I want country.

They fought
over what kind of music

the strings would play.

The elders realized
there was but one solution.

Blah,
blah-blah-blah-blah. Agreed.

Each tribe would take a string

and go their separate ways.

Those six tribes have lived
in isolation ever since.

Techno, Country, Rock,

Classical, Funk,

and us, the Pop Trolls.

Now Barb's announcement
makes sense.

She wants to reunite
the strings

so the Troll World
can be one big party again.

Wait, that's all you heard?

- One big party?
- Yeah!

It's when all the Trolls
lived in harmony.

And what's more important
than living in harmony?

Well, I heard fighting.

The strings together
leads to fighting.

Exactly, Branch.

That's why we need
to keep our string safe.

♪ ♪

Behold!

The pop music string.

♪ Oh, yeah. ♪

It's beautiful.

And powerful.

Which is why we can't let it
fall into the wrong hands.

And we won't.
Not on my watch.

What we need is a plan.

Don't worry.

I've been preparing
for this day for years.

- We run.
- Run?

And hide.

On it.

But we don't even know what
we're running and hiding from.

We're hiding from Barb and
all the other different Trolls.

You're assuming the worst about

someone you haven't even met.

- You're not listening to me.
- You're not listening to me.

- I'm your father!
- And I'm the queen.

Uh, father trumps queen.

Now, there's no time
to debate this. Let's go.

Come along, Branch.

Well, I, um...

We're all Trolls.

Differences don't matter.

Oh, look how cute you are!

Barb is gonna love
your new look.

Tell her I look forward
to helping her

plan the world's biggest party.

Poppy.

- What are you doing?
- Oh. Nothing.

Ooh!

Poppy's busted.

Sneaking out to meet Barb?

Headed into enemy territory?

She's not the enemy.

She's a queen, the same as me.

Bye-bye, little bat.

Your dad just told us
that Queen Barb is bad news.

Well, my dad
doesn't know everything.

He knows more about this.

You didn't even know there was
a string until this morning.

He may be fine in a world where
everybody lives in isolation,

- but I'm not.
- Well, but we don't know

anything about
the other Trolls.

Well, we know they're Trolls.

Branch, look around
Troll Village.

Everybody's different, even us.

Oh.

Did you hear something?

Stop trying
to change the subject.

Look, being queen means
having a lot of power,

and it's my job
to use it for good.

I can't stay home
when I know there's

a world full of different
Trolls out there just like us.

This is a terrible idea

that will most likely
blow up in your face.

- Okay, bye.
- What?

And I guess
I'm coming with you.

Oh! Thank you.

I really didn't want
to go by myself.

- Road trip!
- Yeah!

♪ ♪

They are all different.

A-And this one
looks a little bit like me.

We even have the same hat!

...same hat,
same hat, same hat!

♪ ♪

Goodbye.

I hope I see you again,
friends.

But even though it's scary,
I have to go out there

and see if there's
other Trolls like me.

Oh, man, this is gonna be hard.

All aboard!

♪ Ai, ai, ai ♪

♪ Crazy ♪

♪ But that's how it goes ♪

♪ Millions of people ♪

♪ Living as foes ♪

♪ Music ♪

♪ Has kept us apart ♪

♪ It's time for the hard rock ♪

♪ Revolution to start ♪

♪ No spats, no tiffs,
no fighting ♪

♪ When everyone's the same ♪

♪ I'm going off the rails ♪

♪ On a crazy train! ♪

Yeah! I got the Techno string!

Who knew world domination
could be so much fun?

- Yeah!
- All right, Barb!

All right!

Ha! Queen Barb!

Only four more strings to go
until rock unites the world.

Dad? Where's Dad?

♪ ♪

There you are, Dad.

- I got the Techno string.
- Cool.

What's a string ag-again?

What? Uh...

- Don't you remember the plan?
- Plan?

- I don't remember...
- Oh.

- Great idea, man.
- Whoa.

Okay, guys, line up.

We're gonna go over
the plan again.

Okay. We're on a World Tour.

And on each stop,
we get a new string.

When I have all six strings,

I'll play the ultimate
power chord.

And I will unite the Trolls
under one music.

Our music!

Rock!

Oh, here it comes.

Uh, just a little bit more.

Riff, just help him, man.

Yes, Your Rockness.

Aw.

There it is.

Yeah!

- Rock and roll!
- Yeah!

Yeah!

All right.

In a short 456 pages, I'm gonna
know how to fly this thing.

Ugh, Branch,

we don't need
a giant, comprehensive manual.

How hard can it be?
♪ Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo. ♪

♪ Try one of these. ♪

All right, Poppy!

Easy on the buttons!

Sorry.

What was that?

Biggie?

Oh, hello.

Sorry. I couldn't help myself.

You know how I am
around cotton candy.

Oh, dear.

Now look what's happened.

Mr. Dinkles got all gummed up.

Mr. Dinkles!

Mr. Dinkles!

Oh, there you are.
I thought you were...

Oh. Right, then.
We'll just be on our way...

Hey!

Poppy, wh-where are you
balloon-flying us to?

We're on a mission
to help Barb unite the Trolls,

and I'm so glad
you're coming with us.

I did what in the who now?

Hey, man, join the club.

And I hope you didn't eat
all the cotton candy,

because Barb is gonna love it.

Branchifer?

Y-Yes, Poppifer?

- What is this?
- Oh, it's nothing, nothing.

That-that-that-that's just my man stuff.

I love man stuff!

Weapons?

Ugh. For shame.

Well, I-I...

Violence never solves
a problem, Branch.

I'm not saying
we have to use them.

I'm just saying
it's better to be prepared

in case we need them.

We won't need them unless these
pointy sticks help you listen

or these rocks help you
put yourself

in someone else's shoes.

And what about these?
Is this... What, I...

Is this some kind of jewelry?

Oh, it's actually
kind of cool-looking.

♪ Oh. ♪

Gi-Give me that.

We don't even know
what's out there.

Wait! No... Oh, man.

By the way,
I whittled those for hours.

Branch, the only weapons we
need are this guy and this guy,

for hugs!

Uh, you may want
to take a look at this.

♪ ♪

This is gonna take
a lot of hugs.

♪ ♪

Whoa.

Something gnarly happened here.

Hello?

Who said that?

Identify yourself!

Uh, are you nice
or are you mean?

W-We're nice.
We're really nice.

Yeah, but not too nice.

So don't even try it.

Okay.

Oh. Hi.

What is this place?

It used to be called
Symphonyville.

Where the Classical Music
Trolls lived.

But that was in the before.

What happened here?

Well, it was the most wonderful
place you ever did seen.

It was a place where all of

the Classical Music Trolls
could live in perfect harmony.

Ooh.

Wherever the conductor led,
we followed.

Play, play.
Beautiful.

But then Queen Barb showed up.

Oh, no.

'Sup, Trollzart dude?

I'm here for your string.

We will not go quietly.

Mi, mi, mi, mi, mi.

Oh. Oh, I'm sorry,
I-I must have fallen asleep,

because your music
is so boring.

Where are the words, bro?
Right?

Now give me your string.

Oh! Oh!

No.

She took our string.

Our-our music.

She took everyone.

We lost everything.

Barb doesn't want to unite us.

She wants to destroy us.

We need to make sure
our own string is safe.

Uh, our string is safe.

What?!

Poppy, are-are you crazy?

I thought it was a good idea
at the time.

I-I can't believe another queen
would use her power for evil.

Okay. Change of plans.

We need to get home
as fast as we can

and get everyone in the bunker.

Uh, no. Change of plans.

We have to stop Barb
from destroying all music.

If we don't stop her, who will?

Poppy, you said this could be
handled with hugs.

How are we gonna hug
our way out of this one?

- It's okay, Biggie.
- Really?

It's okay to be terrified?

When am I gonna learn to stay
away from the cotton candy?!

No.

As your queen,

I promise that I will
protect you, no matter what.

I... pinky promise.

Poppy, you know you can't
go back on a pinky promise.

Never did, never will.

♪ ♪

Farewell!

A pinky promise.

Dang.

Let it be so.

And so it is.

This just got real.

We have to get to
the Country Music Trolls

in Lonesome Flats
before Barb does.

Will you come with us?

Oh, no.

Someone has to rebuild.

And Pennywhistle is
that woodwind for the job.

Good luck, little Pennywhistle.

Goodbye, Poppy.

Wait. Is that...

- Debbie?
- Oh, what?

- Oh, that's a lot of glitter.
- No!

What did they do to you,
my hairy little baby?!

Come here, come here,
come here.

- Gnarly.
- What-what-what do you...

- What is this?
- What, what...

Pop Trolls?

"Dear Barb,
can't wait to meet you.

I have tons of
great party ideas."

I like that.

"Maybe you and I
can even be best friends."

Best friends?

Is she making fun of me?

No one says that.

Friendship takes time and years
of mutual care and respect.

You don't just become
best friends.

Plus, everyone knows I already
have a ton of friends.

Like Carol.

Right, Carol?

Okay, you're busy.
That's fine.

Love you, Carol.

♪ Trolls just wanna have fun. ♪

Gnarly.

Pop music isn't even
real music!

It's bland! It's repetitive!

The lyrics are empty!

Worst of all, it crawls into
your head like an earworm!

You know, and you can't
get it out... Uh, I'm tired now.

Hating things
takes a lot of energy.

♪ Trolls just wanna have fun ♪

- ♪ Trolls just wanna... ♪
- No. No.

Look what their music
just did to Dad.

Daddy? Come back.

Come back to me, Daddy.

Nice hair, dude.

No one does this to Dad.

And no one makes fun
of Queen Barb.

Ah! I need that Pop string.

And I know who's gonna help me.

The most feared bounty hunters
in all of Trolldom.

Chaz, the Smooth Jazz Troll.

The Reggaeton Trolls.

♪ La, la-la-la... ♪

The K-Pop Gang.

And...

the Yodelers.

Okay.

As you probably know,

I'm bringing a tidal wave of
rock across this land of ours.

♪ ♪

And soon there will be
nothing but hard rock

as far as the ear can hear.

Whoever brings me Queen Poppy
gets to keep

their very own music
in their very own territory.

Right over here.

Oh.

I don't know.
It looks pretty tiny.

You want it or not?

All you have to do is
get me Queen Poppy!

- Oh, okay.
- Sounds like a pretty good deal.

Do you validate parking?

Dude, where are the Yodelers?

I heard a rumor, uh,
that they yodeled so hard,

an avalanche fell on 'em.

Or something.

Well, I don't pay you to hear.

Actually, I'm doing this
for college credit.

If anyone can find me
Queen Poppy and her string,

- it's the Yodelers.
- ♪ Just wanna have fun... ♪

This must be where
the Country Music Trolls live.

Well, it looks like
nobody's here.

We're too late.
Time to go home.

Come on, guys, let's go.

There is no "I quit" in "team."

Cock-a-doodle...

Ah, never mind.

♪ We don't hope for ♪

♪ Making things better ♪

♪ All we want is to ♪

♪ Keep it together ♪

♪ Every day is a rainy day ♪

- Happy birthday, honey.
- ♪ No change in the weather ♪

Time to get to work.

Okay, Daddy.

♪ This kind of life ♪

♪ Has made our hearts ♪

- ♪ As hard as leather ♪
- Get it.

♪ And all these tears
are from ♪

♪ The dust in our eyes ♪

♪ And all these years ♪

♪ Just keep on ♪

♪ Passing us by ♪

♪ We all know that we're just ♪

♪ Born to die ♪

♪ That's the way it goes
when you're just ♪

♪ Born to die ♪

This song is so sad.

Yeah, it is sad.

But life is sad sometimes,
so I kind of like it.

You do? Huh.

But it's so different.

Oh, they must not know

that music's
supposed to make you happy.

That's awful.

♪ And all these years
just keep on ♪

♪ Passing us by ♪

♪ And all this misery ♪

♪ Makes it hard to deny ♪

♪ That's the way it goes ♪

♪ When you're just ♪

♪ Born to die. ♪

Okay, guys, guys, huddle up.

Growly, growly, growl.

Now, take it easy, Growly Pete.

I feel bad for them.

It looks like they got
beat up by a rainbow.

First things first,

these Trolls need
some serious cheering up,

and we're gonna
have to go top-shelf.

Oh.

Now, when you say "top-shelf,"

- y-you don't mean...
- That's right.

We need to sing them
the most important songs

in the history of music.

Yes, but which ones?

All of them.

And when you say
"all of them..."

♪ Yo, I'll tell you what I want ♪

♪ What I really, really want ♪

♪ So tell me what you want,
what you really, really want ♪

♪ I'll tell you what I want,
what I really, really want ♪

♪ So tell me what you want,
what you really, really want ♪

- ♪ I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna ♪
- ♪ Ha, ha, ha, ha ♪

♪ I wanna really, really,
really wanna zig-a-zag, ah ♪

♪ Who? Who? Who-who? ♪

♪ Who let the dogs out? ♪

♪ Who? Who? Who-who? ♪

♪ Who let the dogs out? ♪

♪ Who? Who? Who-who? ♪

♪ It's such a good vibration ♪

♪ Yeah, come on,
come on, come on ♪

♪ It's such a sweet sensation ♪

♪ Oppa Gangnam style ♪

♪ Gangnam style ♪

♪ O-O-O-O ♪

♪ Oppa Gangnam style ♪

♪ Hey, pretty girl,
what you doing tonight? ♪

- ♪ Gangnam style ♪
- ♪ I wanna see ♪

- ♪ What you got in store ♪
- ♪ O-O-O-O ♪

♪ Oppa Gangnam style ♪

♪ Party rock is
in the house tonight ♪

- Come on!
- ♪ Everybody just have a good time ♪

- Rave on, party on!
- ♪ Party rock is in the house tonight ♪

♪ We just wanna see ya ♪

♪ Tell 'em, Poppy ♪

♪ Shake that. ♪

You suck!

Now, I want you three
to sit in here

and think about
what you've just done.

- That was a crime against music.
- Wait, no.

We're here to warn you
about Barb, the Queen of Rock.

Sweetie, I already know

and have heard about this Queen
Barb and her fancy World Tour.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I got to go wash what you call
music out of my ears.

Oh.

You in real trouble now.

Right, Aunt Delta?

- Keep an eye on 'em, Growly Pete.
- Yes!

Growly, growly, growly, growl.

No, no. Music should bring us
together, not divide us!

Sugar.

Well, I knew it.

"Who Let the Dogs Out."
Too far.

Okay, Branch.

You can say "I told you so."
I know you want to.

♪ ♪

Y-You did great
out there, Poppy.

I'll never survive
the big house.

- We've got to get out of here.
- I know.

That was such a rad medley.
I can't believe it didn't work.

Tell me about it.
I did the splits.

No one even clapped.

Am I not cute anymore?!

Come on!

Maybe my dad was right.

The other Trolls are different
in ways I was not prepared for.

Some Trolls, they don't
just want to have fun.

Anybody got a plan B?

Plan B? Right up here.

Step one:
escape from Lonesome Flats.

Plan B it is.

I guess we're going home.

Whoo-hey!

It ain't right
to put you in jail

'cause your music's different.

It seems some folks round here

don't appreciate a rad medley
when they hear one.

Let's skedaddle.

Yes! Mission back on!

Branch! Branch!
You can stop rescuing us.

Poppy, you don't even know
who this is.

I'm Queen Poppy.
What's your name?

Name's Hickory.

Branch, this is Hickory.
Hickory, this is Branch.

Enough with the formalities.
Let's go!

Uh, this is Mr. Dinkles, by the way.

I said let's skedaddle! Hyah!

Go get 'em, Clampers!

♪ ♪

This was
my plan C, by the way.

♪ I feel it coming like
a highball train ♪

- Charge!
- ♪ Bearing down on ♪

♪ The end of the line ♪

Hyah! Hyah!

♪ I see the black clouds... ♪

Oh, no! Hickory!

I got it, Queen Poppy.

Don't let them get away!

♪ I'm feeling meaner
than an old bobcat ♪

♪ I got the hammer down ♪

♪ And won't look back ♪

♪ My mind is headed down
a one-way track ♪

♪ I'm leaving Lonesome Flats,
I'm leaving Lonesome Flats ♪

Yeah!

Yeah!

- Come on, Growly Pete!
- Uh-oh.

Do your thing!

No one can escape my mustache.

That's how you do it!

- Hyah!
- That tickles.

Branch, hold on to Mr. Dinkles!

- Hyah!
- We're gonna get you now!

Hickory, look out!

We're not gonna make it!

Oh, yes, we are.

♪ Yeah, I'm leaving Lonesome Flats. ♪

Well, I hope
Pop Trolls can swim.

Oh, for Pete's sake.

- Well, dangity-doodly.
- Dangity-doodly.

Welcome home.

Oh, Mr. Dinkles, you're alive.

For a minute there, I thought
you'd kicked the bucket.

I'm really glad
you came with me.

Me, too.

Yah!

There you are. Whew!

I think we lost them.

- We should be all right.
- Thank you.

I don't know
how we can ever repay you.

Oh, wait! Yes, I do.

Gumdrops!

Gum what?

Oh. Well, thank you.

Whew. That's got a zing,
don't it?

- Uh... Whoa.
- It's not candy time.

It's question time.

Huh?

- Hug time!
- Hug time!

- Ooh. Oh, that feels good.
- Wow.

Why are you helping us?

What's in it for you?

Hey! Branch.

I'm sorry
about my... associate.

I loved your message about

music bringing Trolls together.

You may be Pop, and I may be
Country, but Trolls is Trolls.

"Trolls is Trolls."

Wow. Deep.

This is the beginning of
a partnership between Trolls

that's going to save
all Trolls.

You're darn skippy.

Ah.

Okay. We need to get to
the Funk Trolls before Barb.

Well, quickest way
is down that river.

I'll build us a raft.

This ought to be good.

Guy probably doesn't know

the first thing about
building a ra...

Cappuccino, anyone?

Cappuccino?

Cappucci-yes.

- Oh!
- Are you seeing this?

Oh, wow.

I do want one.

But I am not happy about it.

Trolls that look like me!

Yes!

Oh.

Hello there.

Happy birthday?

I can make a cortado,
a macchiato, latte.

- We also do drip.
- Oh.

It is a nice night, isn't it?

Mr. Dinkles loves a full moon.

Let's get our grub on.

Food's ready.

Well, I'll bring more kindlin'.

Poppy, maybe it's just me,

but are you getting
a weird vibe from Hickory?

What?

No. Why? Are you?

I just... I don't know.

- I don't trust him.
- Oh, that's good.

Well, yeah, but you don't

trust anybody, Branch.

Hey, I just want us to be safe.

And you know what's not safe?

Putting too much trust
into a complete stranger.

Oh, I see.

It's not Hickory
you don't trust. It's me.

Do you not think
I'm a good queen?

Wait, what?
I didn't say that.

I thought we were friends,
Branch.

I'm starting to think you don't
even know what that means.

We are friends.

And sometimes
that means speaking up

if I think
you're making a mistake.

Do you hear something?

Look at that guy's chest hair.

Poppy,

I can't feel my face.

It's... it's like
I'm being paralyzed by its

smoothness.

Hello?

Hello. It's me.

Look! Narwhals.

Totally gnar-gnar.

Poppy!

Oh.

Ah...

Poppy,

how'd you like the sushi?

Oh.

Got you, Pop babies.

Soon, Barb is gonna
have your string,

and the world will be rid of
cheesy, pointless pop music,

once and for all.

Hold it right there, Chaz.

And who are you supposed to be,
cowboy pants?

My name's Hickory,

and I don't much care
for smooth jazz.

Oh, yeah?

Well, you've just never had
the Chaz experience.

Ooh. Ah.

Gumdrops.

Soundproof and delicious.

Smooth jazz
will be heard again!

Smooth jazz will never die!

Who was that guy?

One of the many bounty hunters
out there looking for you.

That was awful.

So smooth and easy and awful.

I know, big buddy.

It's enough to put you
off jazz altogether.

All right, that's it!
We need to go home.

Biggie, it'll be okay.

Stop saying that,
and listen to me.

You only hear
what you want to hear,

and it puts us all in danger.

How are you supposed
to save the world

if you can't even keep us safe?

You made a pinky promise to me,
Queen Poppy.

And you broke it.

What kind of queen
breaks a pinky promise?!

Biggie.

No.

♪ ♪

I'm so lost.

I'm almost there.
I'm so lost.

So hot.

♪ ♪

I'm saved!

Are you, now?

'Cause last I checked,
I was a mirage.

...a mirage, a mirage.

I'm done for.

And on top of that, I never
found any Trolls like me.

What?!

Whoa! Whoa!

No! No, no, no!

Whoa.

♪ I fall to pieces ♪

♪ Pieces ♪

♪ How can I be ♪

♪ Just your friend? ♪

♪ Just your friend ♪

Something tells me your heart
ain't in this mission, Branch.

What do you mean?

- I'm here, aren't I?
- ♪ Just your friend... ♪

Yeah, you're on a mission,
all right,

but your heart
is with Miss Poppy.

Hey, hold your horses.

I'm sorry, is that offensive?

Not as offensive
as you thinking

I can't see what's right
in front of my eyes.

Did you tell her yet?

I tried, but...

Well, if you did tell her, who
knows if she'd even hear you?

What do you mean by that?

Well, let's just say only one
of you is doing the listening

in this relationship,
and it's not her.

♪ Friend. ♪

It's you.

Yeah. I got that. Thanks.

Uh, guys?

What in buttered biscuits?!

- Huh?
- I got it.

Ooh.

Oh!

Oh.

Whoo-hey!

♪ Bow-wow-wow,
yippie-yo-yippie-yay ♪

♪ Bow-wow-wow, yippie-yo-
yippie-yay ♪

♪ Bow-wow-yip-yippie,
yippie-yo-yippie-yay ♪

♪ Just walking the dog ♪

♪ Atomic dog ♪

♪ Just walking the dog. ♪

Oh.

Welcome to Vibe City.

You are cordial guests
of Prince Cooper.

Cooper?!

What are you doing here?!

Actually, I'm over here.

What?

Bacon-wrapped hot dogs!

Okay. Maybe all the jazz

hasn't left my brain yet.

It turns out
I'm actually from Vibe City,

just like my twin brother.

I'm Prince D.
What's poppin'?

I got a twin brother.

How is this possible?

Well, it's a very
complicated story.

When we were both babies,

my egg got snatched
out of the nest.

Mom and Dad looked everywhere,
but they couldn't find me,

- so you guys raised me as one of your own.
- Aw.

Now dig this.

And then
when I went out to go find

other Trolls like me, my mom
and dad finally found me.

Q, is that him?

I think our search
is finally over.

Our son is finally home.

I guess it wasn't
too complicated.

Oh.

Poppy, I want you to meet
the King and Queen of Funk.

King Quincy and Queen Essence.

My mom and dad.

Aw.

Wow, Cooper.
You look just like your dad.

Yeah, that must be
why he's so good-looking.

Was that a dad joke?

It was lame!

Well, so that means

you're a Funk Troll?

You don't have to be
just one thing.

I'm Pop and Funk.

- Or maybe you're Hip-Hop, like me.
- Yeah.

Hip-Hop?

Yeah. I think your map

- is a bit outdated.
- Hmm.

Oh, he's right. Look at that.
It still has Disco.

Well, Your Majesties,

we need your help to save
all music from Queen Barb.

If we combine our music,

she'll see that music
unites all Trolls

and that we're all the same
and that she's one of us!

Poppy, I mean no disrespect,

but king to queen,
anything but that.

Why not?

Let's tell 'em how it was,
Prince D.

Sick.

Long ago, our world was
without song or dance.

Then the Trolls
found the strings,

and life was one big party.

Oh, yeah.
I-I've heard this story before.

That is, until the Pop Trolls
tried to steal our strings.

Steal your strings?

That-That's not what it said
in our scrapbooks.

Scrapbooks?

Those are cut out, glued
and glittered by the winners.

Let me tell you
how it really went down.

- ♪ Oh, oh ♪
- ♪ Yeah ♪

- ♪ Get started, uh ♪
- ♪ Yeah, yeah, uh ♪

♪ We started off a team ♪

♪ Party till we fall asleep,
even on the street ♪

♪ When we disagreed,
we did it on beat ♪

- ♪ Did it on beat ♪
- ♪ Respect the unique ♪

- ♪ Right ♪
- ♪ Anything less, it was weak ♪

- ♪ The music of the strings made life complete ♪
- ♪ Facts ♪

♪ Till that one day
that changed everything ♪

♪ The Pop Trolls
started snatching up ♪

- ♪ All of the strings ♪
- ♪ Oh, no ♪

♪ Putting melodies
on top of popular beats ♪

♪ They cut us
out of the scene ♪

♪ And then forgot
what it really means ♪

- ♪ Not even publishing? ♪
- ♪ Should've seen between ♪

♪ All of the scheming,
it seems like ♪

♪ The Trolls they stole from
were meaningless ♪

♪ Walking around like
they were the geniuses ♪

♪ But it's only samples,
auto-tune and remixes ♪

- ♪ No, Lord ♪
- ♪ I'm a vegan ♪

♪ I don't have
no beef with them ♪

- ♪ No, Lord ♪
- ♪ Gotta protect my kingdom ♪

- ♪ But the dream is to sing again ♪
- ♪ Yes ♪

- ♪ Being friends, seamless blend ♪
- ♪ Yes ♪

♪ Harmony ain't hard
when the keys within you win ♪

- ♪ At first, it was all love ♪
- ♪ At first, it was all love ♪

- ♪ Hands up, superstar love ♪
- ♪ Stars up ♪

♪ Then you can have it,
you can have it all love ♪

♪ And you can get it
all you want ♪

♪ But then you took it,
took it all love ♪

- ♪ Took it all ♪
- ♪ All love ♪

- ♪ Turn it up louder ♪
- ♪ Turn the music up, come on ♪

♪ Sing along,
get the crowd up ♪

♪ I get the crowd up, come on ♪

♪ But then you took it
all love ♪

♪ Took it all love, come on ♪

♪ Then forgot all about us ♪

♪ Oh, but it's all love ♪

♪ I feel you ♪

♪ Sounds good in my ear
when I hear it like that ♪

♪ I feel you, I say I look good
to the mirror ♪

- ♪ And it says it right back ♪
- ♪ Nothing says it like that ♪

♪ I feel you ♪

♪ A little love
wouldn't kill you ♪

♪ A little love wouldn't
kill you ♪

♪ You really did me wrong,
it was real cruel ♪

- ♪ It was real cruel ♪
- ♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Had a lot of love
and I still do ♪

♪ 'Cause I feel you ♪

♪ Next morning,
the elders were on it ♪

- ♪ Yeah ♪
- ♪ They saw the warning signs ♪

♪ Couldn't ignore it ♪

♪ Had to figure out
how to save the way of life ♪

♪ They had made,
so they made a play ♪

♪ The Pop Trolls
were coming for it all ♪

♪ All for one and one for all,
so the only way we saw ♪

- ♪ How we saw it ♪
- ♪ There was one thing left to be done ♪

- ♪ What? ♪
- ♪ Each leader grabbed a single string ♪

- ♪ And said, "Run!" ♪
- ♪ "Run!" ♪

And the Trolls
never lived in harmony again.

So the Trolls live in isolation
because of what Pop did?

Pop tried to destroy our music.

Just like Barb is trying to do.

I can make it right.

History's just gonna
keep repeating itself

until we make everyone realize
that we're all the same.

But we're not all the same.

It's why all our strings
are different.

Because they reflect
our different music.

Denying our differences

is denying the truth
of who we are.

I hadn't thought of it
like that.

Rock has arrived!
It's on!

Prepare for battle!

Assemble the crew.

♪ Bite your lip ♪

♪ And take a trip ♪

♪ Though there may be
wet road ahead ♪

I'm gonna make sure
you get to safety.

♪ And you cannot slip ♪

- No. No!
- ♪ Move on up ♪

Let me help you!

♪ And keep on... ♪

Aw, you kidding me?

- Hard Rock cut the power.
- They're fighting dirty.

Cooper!

- Hickory.
- Don't worry!

I'll find you guys.

Uh, Poppy.

Rock on!

No!

We have to get back down there.
There's still hope.

- We can still fix this.
- Poppy, enough.

I've listened to you
and I've done it your way,

and now it's your turn
to listen.

It's time to get back home.

I'm not like you.
I can't just give up.

Give up?

I want to protect
our friends and family.

I can't go home until I've
proven myself as a good queen.

So that's what this is
really all about?

Why are you so upset?

Because your dad was right

and Biggie was right
and Queen Essence was right.

And I've been backing you up
even when you ignore them.

But you never listen to me.

Branch, what are you
talking about?

You want to be a good queen?

Good queens actually listen.

You know what I heard
back there?

Differences do matter.

Like-like you and me.

We're too different
to get along.

Just like all the other Trolls.

- We are really different.
- So different.

- Completely out of harmony.
- Completely.

I don't even know
why we're friends.

Neither do I.

So...

why do I care about you more
than anybody else in the world?

Weird, right?

♪ ♪

♪ I know your favorite song ♪

♪ I hear it every day ♪

♪ Whoever made your smile ♪

♪ Made it to get in my way ♪

♪ And every time you laugh ♪

♪ You make that little sound ♪

♪ It's just the hardest thing ♪

♪ To love you
but not know how ♪

♪ I hate that you're perfect ♪

♪ You're perfect for me ♪

♪ What good are words ♪

♪ When they always
just get in our way? ♪

♪ And it hurts the most ♪

♪ Just to know
that you don't feel the same ♪

♪ The same ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ And I hate
that you're perfect ♪

♪ You're perfect for me ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I hate that you're perfect ♪

♪ You're perfect for me. ♪

I see you, Branch.

Over here.

- There he is.
- Can you see me?

I can see you.

Let's get him.

One, two, three.

Yay!

Oh!

Hey, crybaby.

Your name Poppy?

What? No.
Who are you guys?

We are the K-Pop Gang.

And you're going to take us
to Queen Poppy.

What?

Not so fast, Tracy.

We're taking him.

It's pronounced "Tresillo."

If you want him...

you're going to have to dance for him.

I can't live in a world
without reggaeton.

And we can't live in a world
without K-pop.

- Dance-off!
- Ooh!

♪ Heart-b-b-b-beat ♪

♪ Crazy ♪

♪ Russian roulette, b-b-beat. ♪

♪ Freeze ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Un, dos, tres, leggo. ♪

- Wow.
- Respect.

Respect.

- Why don't we split him?
- Huh?

- Good idea.
- Yeah.

Wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait.

Why does Barb get to decide
which music gets to be saved?

All music should be saved.

All right, okay.
I'm listening, Pop Troll.

♪ Oh, yeah. ♪

Poppy, there you are.

Hickory!
Oh, it's so good to see you.

Where's Branch?

We had a fight.
He's gone.

He's heading back
to Pop Village.

That's a shame.

I was so desperate
to be a good queen

that I stopped listening
to anyone but myself.

Including my best friend.

And it's all because of
this stupid string.

Poppy, take the string
and run as fast as you can,

- you hear me?
- What?

What are you talking about?

Trust me, just go.

Now! Please! Just go!

Hickory, are you all right?

I'm fine.

Hey. Hey, now!

Stop that!

Here.

Oh, whoa, whoa!

Nein!

What are you doing, Hickory?!

- Quiet, Dickory!
- What's going on?

- Hickory?
- I am so sorry.

Yeah.

Show her who you really are,
Hickory!

Wait.

You're the Yodelers?

Yeah.

Ya darn skippy, playa-play.

And you were gonna give
our string to Barb?

Ding, ding. Give this person a
strudel for the correct answer.

And you've been in back
the whole time?

Next subject, please.

Why would you do this?

So sorry.

Uh, it was the only way to save
our beautiful yodeling.

Hickory.

But trust me, you need to get
out of here right away.

What are you doing, Hickory?

- Nein!
- Dickory.

Shut your mouth-hole, please!

Let go!

- We must save yodeling!
- Stop it! - Got you!

- I thought I heard a yodel.
- Queen Barb.

The final notes of Pop.

It will never invade
anyone's brain again.

I'm not gonna let you do this!

This is who I've been
worried about?

This little pipsqueak?

I'll never stop fighting
until I make things right.

- And I'm not a pipsqueak!
- Uh, yeah, you are,

'cause I'm, like, a whole
centimeter taller than you.

No!
Leave me alone!

Leave you alone?
Uh, I'm sorry.

You were the one who was all
desperate to be best friends.

Get your hands off me.

Oh, okay. All right.

You're feisty.
I respect that.

Strong woman to strong woman,
am I right?

But you know
who else was feisty?

Pop Village.

Oh, no. No!

Everyone! Everyone!

We're back!

Oh, no.

- Biggie! You won't believe it!
- Hello, Biggie.

We were attacked
by Barb and her barbarians!

She took everybody
to Volcano Rock City.

It was scary.

Rock me, Daddy.

Mm, that's nice.

♪ ♪

I shouldn't have left her.

She wouldn't have left me.

Never, no matter
how scared she was.

I've got to go back.

We're coming with you, Biggie.

We got to go save
our best friend.

But how? We'll never
make it past security.

We'll overpower them
with muscles!

Or... we could overpower them

- with fashion.
- With fashion.

♪ ♪

Ouch.

Oh.

Ooh.

Rock and roll!

All right,
where do we put these things?

I need a circuit hookup.

Okay, come on.
Let's go, let's go, let's go.

Hey. Stop right there.

Legsly, I told you
not to wear your anklet.

Only Rock Trolls
are allowed back here.

Well, it's funny
you should mention that,

because we are genuine
Hard Rockers.

One, two, three, four!

♪ Rainbows, unicorns ♪

♪ Everything nice, yeah ♪

♪ Sugarplums, fairy dust ♪

♪ Everything nice, yeah ♪

♪ Brush your teeth. ♪

Cool.

Hurry up.
The show's about to start, man.

Queen Barb's
about to go onstage.

We're screwed.

So, Popcorn,

is being my best friend

everything you could have
ever dreamed of?

I am not your best friend.

You don't have to be
embarrassed. I get it.

Being queen
can be kind of lonely.

Barb! Barb! Barb! Barb! Barb!

There's all this pressure
to be a great queen.

And instead of real friends,
you're just surrounded by

people who just tell you
what you want to hear.

You know, other than
your terrible taste in music

and clothing
and general lifestyle,

you and me are the same,
Popsqueak.

Uh...
No, we're not.

We're both queens who just
want to unite the world.

You don't want
to unite the world.

You want to destroy it!

Nuh-uh. No way.

No. I don't know
who told you that.

Music has done nothing
but divide us.

Now that I have
the final string,

I can make us all one nation
of Trolls, under rock.

What are you gonna do?

Play the ultimate power chord,
and then...

You'll see!

♪ Queen Barb! ♪

♪ So this ain't the end ♪

♪ I saw you again today ♪

♪ I had to turn my heart away ♪

♪ Smile like the sun ♪

♪ Kisses for everyone ♪

♪ And tales, it never fails ♪

♪ You're lying so low
in the weeds ♪

- ♪ I bet you gonna ambush me ♪
- Rock on!

Rock on!

♪ You'd have me
down, down, down, down ♪

♪ Down on my knees ♪

♪ Now, won't ya? ♪

♪ Barracuda! ♪

Bam!

Hey! Look, Daddy!

I'm a rock star!

Uh, this is a little hot.

Give it up
for your former leaders.

Funk, Country,
Techno, Classical...

...and worst of all, Pop.

Who wants to see what the
ultimate power chord can do?

No. No!

Ha! I guess a giant
comprehensive manual

does come in handy.

Bla-dow! Just in time!

Branch!

Well, isn't that puke.

Poppy's little boyfriend
came to crash the concert.

Too late, Branch.

Wait!

Branch!

No.

Branch.

Rock on!

Oh, sick! Totally works.

Who's ready to get
rippin' tattoos

everywhere but our faces in
case we still need office jobs?

Rah!

You're turning everyone
into rock zombies?

Yep. I can't wait
to party with you, Poppy.

Rock and roll!

Dude.

Not so fast, Popsqueak.

Hey, boy toy, it's mullet time.

♪ ♪

Who wants to party?!

Without smiling.

Finish them off.

What are you doing?

You're supposed to be
a rock zombie!

Gumdrops.

Soundproof and delicious.

She learned
that from watching me.

Give me that!

I'm not gonna let you
do this to anyone else!

A world where everyone looks
the same and sounds the same?

That's not harmony.

Hey, Barb?

Hi.

Maybe Queen Poppy has a point.

If we all look the same,
act the same, dress the same,

how will anyone know
we're cool or something?

Yeah. He's got a point.

A good point.

A good queen listens.

Real harmony
takes lots of voices.

Different voices!

Oh.

Branch!

No.

My strings.

What have you done?

You've destroyed music!

Give it up, everybody.

Thanks to the Queen of Pop,
we've all lost our music.

History repeats itself.

Pop has ruined everything.

Those are my sons.

Making music.

Queen Barb can't take away
something that is inside us.

Because that's where music
really comes from.

It started with the strings,
but now it comes from us.

Yeah, it comes from
our experiences.

Our lives.

Our culture.

Beautiful.

Listen to that.

Barb can't take that away.

♪ Let me hear you sing ♪

♪ Sing it together ♪

♪ Louder than ever ♪

♪ Forget everything ♪

♪ Just sing ♪

♪ Like it's
what we've been missing ♪

♪ And they're gonna
listen, listen ♪

♪ Forget everything ♪

♪ Just sing ♪

Dad?

It's all right, Barbara.

Just let everyone be
what they want to be.

Including you.

♪ You think
you've gotta hide it ♪

♪ Don't keep it on the shelf ♪

♪ Let your waist start moving ♪

♪ Watch the way
I do it, do it ♪

♪ See me do it
like nobody else ♪

♪ If we sing it all together ♪

♪ If we sing it all as one ♪

♪ It's louder than yourself ♪

♪ All together, everyone ♪

- ♪ Everybody's looking ♪
- ♪ Sing it loud now ♪

♪ Watch the way we do it ♪

- ♪ Hold up, watch out how I do it ♪
- ♪ Do it ♪

♪ 'Cause we do it
like nobody else ♪

♪ Let me hear you sing ♪

♪ Don't you stop it,
don't you fight it ♪

♪ Let me hear you sing ♪

♪ If you got it,
can't deny it ♪

♪ Let me hear you ♪

♪ It's waiting for you ♪

♪ Already you know ♪

♪ That you do it
like nobody else ♪

♪ Just sing ♪

♪ Sing it together ♪

♪ Louder than ever, ever ♪

♪ Forget everything,
just sing ♪

♪ Like it's
what we've been missing ♪

♪ And they're gonna
listen, listen ♪

Come on, Daddy!

- Just sing!
- ♪ Forget everything ♪

♪ Let me hear you ♪

♪ Hey, I've been right here
where you're standing ♪

♪ I've been standing
on the ground ♪

♪ And the walls are caving in ♪

♪ All the walls are fallen ♪

♪ When my lips start moving ♪

♪ With the soul I put into it ♪

♪ And you never heard it
done like this ♪

♪ Let me hear you sing ♪

♪ It's waiting for you ♪

♪ Already you know ♪

♪ That you do it
like nobody else ♪

♪ Just sing ♪

♪ Sing it together ♪

♪ Louder than ever, ever ♪

♪ Forget everything,
just sing ♪

- Play. Play.
- ♪ Like it's what we've been missing ♪

Beautiful.

♪ And they're gonna
listen, listen ♪

- ♪ Forget everything ♪
- ♪ Let me hear you sing ♪

♪ I said a-one, two,
three and four ♪

♪ Let's go, everybody ♪

- ♪ Get on the floor ♪
- ♪ Let me hear you ♪

♪ Oh, let me
hear you sing, yeah ♪

♪ Let me hear you sing ♪

♪ I want you to sing
from your soul ♪

♪ I want you to reach
with your elbow ♪

♪ Let me hear you ♪

Can't hear you way in the back!

♪ All right, all right,
all right ♪

♪ Let me hear you sing ♪

♪ It's waiting for you ♪

♪ Already you know ♪

♪ That you do it
like nobody else ♪

♪ Just sing ♪

♪ Sing it together ♪

♪ Louder than ever, ever ♪

♪ Forget everything ♪

♪ Just sing ♪

♪ Like it's
what we've been missing ♪

♪ And they're gonna
listen, listen ♪

- And rock!
- ♪ Forget everything ♪

♪ Just sing ♪

♪ Sing it together ♪

♪ Louder than ever, ever ♪

♪ Forget everything ♪

♪ Just sing ♪

♪ Like it's
what we've been missing ♪

♪ And they're gonna
listen, listen ♪

♪ Forget everything ♪

♪ Just sing. ♪

I love you guys.

Dad, I should've listened
to what you had to say

and not run off like that.

I'm so glad
you didn't listen to me.

You weren't naive
about this world.

You were brave enough
to believe things can change.

Braver than me.

I raised Poppy to be
strong and self-confident.

I was a genius.

Ha! Ha! Yeah!

Well, now that
you're not forcing me,

I hope we can be friends.

Yes!

Did you hear that, Carol?

We have a girl group now!

A girl group? Nice!

Yeah! Carol!

She's psyched.

Branch, I love
that we're different.

And I love you, Queen Poppy.

I love you, too, Branch.

Shall we?

- Yeah!
- Yes!

Now, that's a good connection!

In the beginning,
we were divided.

Our ancestors thought

we were just too different
to get along.

It turns out they were wrong.

Very, very wrong.

We're sorry.

You have to be able
to listen to other voices,

even when they don't
agree with you.

They make us stronger,

more creative, more inspired.

So whether your song is
sad and heartfelt,

loud and defiant,

or warm and funky,

or even if you're
a little bit of each,

it's all these sounds
and all our differences

that make the world
a richer place.

♪ On the other side... ♪

Because you can't
harmonize alone.

Clampers!

Let's not eat our history.

Sorry, Miss Poppy.

Yeah, oh, yeah,
oh, yeah, oh, yeah.

Excuse me.

I'm done with my nap
and I'm ready to party!

Glitter!

- ♪ Not anyone can move you this way ♪
- ♪ No way ♪

- ♪ Finally got you loose from the cage ♪
- ♪ Okay ♪

♪ I ain't trying to schmooze
you with flowers, baby ♪

♪ Don't play no games ♪

♪ I'd rather make
a power play ♪

- ♪ Ooh ♪
- ♪ Don't play no games ♪

♪ Imagine all the lives
that we could change ♪

♪ You don't even know the power
you got in them legs ♪

♪ Pick up your face
and be proud for once ♪

♪ Proud for once ♪

♪ Take off your Cooper,
keep stylin' on 'em ♪

- ♪ Keep stylin' on 'em ♪
- ♪ Okay, now don't slack ♪

- ♪ Don't slack ♪
- ♪ I need all my rags ♪

- ♪ All my rags ♪
- ♪ No, we don't hold back ♪

- ♪ Hold back ♪
- ♪ Act like you know that ♪

- ♪ Act like you know that ♪
- ♪ Go tell your old man ♪

♪ Go get your whole fam ♪

♪ Fly like the ghost, man ♪

♪ Taking all I can ♪

♪ I just came to feel
all that is made for me ♪

♪ I was made to be the change
we really, really need ♪

- ♪ I'm up before the rooster, you dig? ♪
- ♪ Ooh, you dig? ♪

- ♪ I had to jump the moon to get big ♪
- ♪ Ooh, to get big ♪

- ♪ How many stone grooves will it take? ♪
- ♪ Okay ♪

- ♪ 'Fore you skip on my phone play, okay ♪
- ♪ O-O-Okay ♪

♪ Ooh, imagine all the lives
that we could save ♪

♪ You don't even know the power
you got in them legs ♪

♪ Pick up your face
and be proud for once ♪

- ♪ Proud for once ♪
- ♪ Go, won't you ♪

- ♪ G-G-Get down with us? ♪
- ♪ Keep stylin' on 'em ♪

- ♪ Okay, now don't slack ♪
- ♪ Don't slack ♪

- ♪ I need all my rags ♪
- ♪ All my rags ♪

- ♪ No, we don't hold back ♪
- ♪ Hold back ♪

♪ Act like you know that ♪

♪ Go tell your old man ♪

♪ Go get your whole fam ♪

♪ Fly like the ghost, man ♪

♪ Taking all I can ♪

♪ I just came to feel
all that is made for me ♪

♪ I was made to be the change ♪

♪ We really, really need ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Now I fill up
the whole tank ♪

- ♪ Whole tank ♪
- Rock and roll!

♪ And I drive in the cold rain ♪

♪ Cold rain ♪

♪ And I run like a nosebleed ♪

♪ Nosebleed ♪

- ♪ And can't nobody hold me ♪
- ♪ You can't hold me ♪

- ♪ Hold me, hold me, hold me ♪
- ♪ You can't hold me ♪

- ♪ Hold me, hold me, hold me ♪
- ♪ You can't hold me... ♪

- ♪ You can't hold ♪
- ♪ Okay, now don't slack ♪

- ♪ Don't slack ♪
- ♪ I need all my rags ♪

- ♪ All my rags ♪
- ♪ No, we don't hold back ♪

♪ Act like know you know that ♪

♪ Go tell your old man ♪

♪ Go get your whole fam ♪

♪ Fly like the ghost, man ♪

♪ Taking all I can ♪

♪ I feel different now,
you know ♪

♪ Come on ♪

♪ I was made to love ♪

♪ I was made to love, say ♪

♪ I just came to get the love
that was made for me ♪

♪ I just came to get
the love that was made for me ♪

♪ I was made to be the change ♪

♪ That we really need ♪

♪ So get up ♪

♪ 'Cause there ain't
no use in lying ♪

♪ So get out ♪

♪ 'Cause you got too much ♪

♪ To be tired ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, say ♪

♪ I just came to feel ♪

♪ All that is made for me ♪

♪ I was made to be the change ♪

♪ We really, really need ♪

- ♪ Now make the change, yeah ♪
- ♪ I just came to feel ♪

- ♪ Now make the change, yeah ♪
- ♪ All that is made for me ♪

- ♪ Come on ♪
- ♪ I was made ♪

♪ To be the change ♪

♪ We really, really need. ♪

Aw, Grissy, I guess
we're late to the party.

- Aw, balls!
- Grissy.

But who's gonna eat
my cheese balls, babe?

♪ You're preaching
to the choir ♪

♪ Stop hating on yourself ♪

♪ Quit playing with your mind ♪

♪ You're spinning ♪

♪ If you think
that I'm a liar ♪

♪ Just try it for yourself ♪

♪ The clouds will open up ♪

♪ Blue skies are willing ♪

♪ Yeah, I know
it's so hard to throw away ♪

♪ The clouds will open up ♪

♪ Blue skies are willing ♪

♪ Back on your feet again ♪

♪ Lift your head,
hold it high ♪

♪ You wanna run it back ♪

♪ But you can't turn the time ♪

♪ You start to feel like
you're losing your shine ♪

♪ But the grass ain't always
greener on the other side ♪

♪ The other side ♪

♪ Got you stuck in your mind ♪

♪ You start to feel like
you're losing your shine ♪

♪ But the grass ain't always
greener on the other side ♪

♪ Hey, you ♪

♪ Stop stressing 'bout
what you're missing ♪

♪ So blue ♪

♪ Just take it easy,
take your time ♪

♪ If you think
my words are wise ♪

♪ Just try it for yourself ♪

♪ I promise the stars will
light the path you walk ♪

♪ Don't give in ♪

♪ Got a heart of gold ♪

♪ What a shame to go to waste ♪

♪ The clouds will open up ♪

♪ Blue skies are willing ♪

♪ Back on your feet again ♪

♪ Lift your head,
hold it high ♪

♪ You wanna run it back ♪

♪ But you can't turn the time ♪

♪ You start to feel like
you're losing your shine ♪

♪ But the grass ain't always
greener on the other side ♪

- ♪ The other side ♪
- ♪ Feet again, lift your head ♪

♪ Hold it high ♪

- ♪ Got you stuck in your mind ♪
- ♪ Run it back ♪

♪ But you can't turn the time ♪

♪ You start to feel like
you're losing your shine ♪

♪ But the grass ain't always
greener on the other side ♪

♪ Just take it from me,
you'll be okay ♪

♪ You'll be okay ♪

♪ 'Cause it don't matter
how sweet it taste ♪

- ♪ How sweet it taste ♪
- ♪ The grass ain't green ♪

♪ Don't worry ♪

♪ Losing sleep,
still want to get ♪

♪ Yeah, you get ♪

♪ Back on your feet again ♪

♪ Lift your head,
hold it high ♪

♪ You wanna run it back ♪

♪ But you can't turn the time ♪

♪ You start to feel like
you're losing your shine ♪

♪ But the grass ain't always
greener on the other side ♪

♪ You start to feel like
you're losing your shine ♪

♪ But the grass ain't always
greener on the other side. ♪

♪ So you say you wanna be
a rock star ♪

♪ Well, there's some steps
you gotta take ♪

♪ Step one ♪

♪ You gotta know
you're a star ♪

♪ When you get up on the stage
and you grab your guitar ♪

♪ Step two ♪

♪ Pump your fist in the air ♪

♪ And wait two weeks
to wash your hair ♪

♪ Step three ♪

♪ When you're feeling
the bass ♪

♪ Don't be afraid
to give the people a face ♪

♪ Step four ♪

♪ Never do what you're told ♪

♪ Because there's no rules
in rock and roll, ow! ♪

♪ Rock and roll,
rock and roll ♪

♪ Rock and roll rules ♪

♪ Rock and roll,
rock and roll ♪

♪ Rock and roll rules ♪

♪ Rock and roll,
rock and roll ♪

♪ Rock and roll rules ♪

♪ Rock and roll,
rock and roll ♪

♪ Don't forget,
never do what you're told ♪

♪ If you don't rock,
then you're gonna get rolled ♪

♪ When you ♪

♪ When you kick open
the gates ♪

♪ You gotta pay respect
to all of the greats ♪

♪ Before ♪

♪ Before you're ready to play ♪

♪ You better, better, better
know your history ♪

♪ Punk, new wave, metal, ska ♪

♪ Garage, psych, hardcore,
goth and prog ♪

♪ Surf, shoegaze, glam, emo ♪

♪ There's no rules
in rock and roll ♪

♪ Rock and roll,
rock and roll ♪

♪ Rock and roll rules ♪

♪ Rock and roll,
rock and roll ♪

♪ Rock and roll rules ♪

♪ Come on, everybody,
sing it now ♪

♪ Rock and roll,
rock and roll ♪

♪ Rock and roll rules ♪

♪ Rock and roll,
rock and roll ♪

♪ Don't forget,
never do what you're told ♪

♪ If you don't rock,
then you're gonna get rolled ♪

♪ One last step ♪

♪ Real quick ♪

♪ Don't you forget ♪

♪ A rippin' guitar riff ♪

♪ Let's rock ♪

♪ Let's rock ♪

♪ Sing it with me ♪

♪ Let's rock ♪

♪ Rock and roll ♪

♪ Rock ♪

♪ Rock and roll ♪

♪ Rock ♪

♪ Rock and roll ♪

- ♪ Let's rock ♪
- ♪ Rules ♪

- ♪ Rock and roll ♪
- ♪ Rules ♪

- ♪ Rock ♪
- ♪ Rules ♪

- ♪ Rock and roll ♪
- ♪ Rules ♪

- ♪ Rock ♪
- ♪ Rules ♪

♪ Rock and roll ♪

♪ And there's nothing,
there's nothing ♪

♪ There's nothing you can do ♪

♪ Rock and roll
is taking over you. ♪