02x02 - Smooth Operator - FUNtography Day

[bunniefuu]

You could do it solo ♪

But then you'd be

all by yourself ♪

Yo! So it'd be more fun

To share this one ♪

With someone else ♪

Together we will soar

Across the sky and beyond ♪

So turn up your voice ♪

Stand up and sing along! ♪

- All different voices ♪

- Everybody now! ♪

Our melodies ringing ♪

We're livin' in harmony ♪

Yeah

We're livin' in harmony ♪

Our song is much stronger

With every Troll singing ♪

We're livin' in harmony ♪

♪

Okay, for my glitter-ball team,

my third first pick will be

Dante!

[Cheer]

[Dante chuckles]

And my fourth first pick will be

- the mysterious figure in the shadows.

- Huh?

♪

[Gasp]

Chaz?

The Smooth Jazz Troll?

The one and only.

♪

Jazzed to see you all again.

Uh, a Smooth Jazz Troll?

Can someone tell me what's going on?

Oh! I call recap-sies!

[Groan]

Chaz the Smooth Jazz Troll

is the bounty hunter

who hypnotized Branch, Poppy and

me with his magical saxophone,

only to be fended off

by our companion, Hickory,

who was actually

two yodeling bounty hunters

in a Country Western disguise.

And then we all made up and partied

together in Volcano Rock City.

All clear now?

- Crystal.

- So great to see you again, Chaz.

What brings you to TrollsTopia?

Oh, nothing really.

Just a bit of utter loneliness.

- Aww.

- Allow me to jazz-splain.

You see, I am the only

Smooth Jazz Troll there is.

With no place to call my home.

- Aww.

- But then I heard of a glorious new

city where every

Troll finds a place.

And its name was TrollsTopia.

Well, that's exactly the kind

of place TrollsTopia is!

Welcome, Chaz!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Look, guys, as a Hard Rock Troll, I

naturally question things, okay?

Rules, convention and especially

saxophone-wielding strangers

with an eerie amount

of chest hair.

♪

Ooh, yeah.

You can't just welcome him in.

He tried to hypnotize you.

Yeah, but just the one time.

♪

Besides, Val, we should strive

to welcome everyone,

regardless of their past.

I mean, Queen Barb tried to

steal all the tribes' music

and now she's like my bestie

times infinity plus one, so

- Hmm?

- Yeah, that's true.

- But no.

- Uh!

I'm watching you, jazz boy.

[Grunts]

[Grunts]

[Chuckle nervously]

Okay, I'm just gonna say it,

I am not cool with the jazz.

It is so boring!

- Keith!

- No offense taken, Queen Poppy.

It's widely known that Smooth

Jazz has no effect on children.

To them, it's as boring as

shopping with their mom and dad

for pants.

Pants-shopping? Ah!

[Chuckle nervously]

Where were we?

Oh, yeah, welcome, Chaz.

[Cheer]

At last, a home.

Now, which way

to the Smooth Jazz Neighborhood?

- The what?

- You know, the famous TrollsTopia neighborhoods

that reflect each

Troll's unique culture?

Oh, right, the Smooth

Jazz Neighborhood, yeah.

We don't have

a Smooth Jazz Neighborhood.

- Oh.

- I'm so sorry, we just didn't think

No, it's my fault, Poppy.

I should've known the dream of

TrollsTopia was too good to be true.

Maybe I can make this area

the Jazz neighborhood.

This can be my bed.

♪

[Grunting]

At last a home.

[Gasp]

Okay, guys, we have to help Chaz.

And I know just what to do.

A little father,

a little farther.

Listen, Chaz, it breaks our hearts

that you don't feel like you belong,

so we've been working

on a solution.

The Smooth Jazz Grotto!

- Oh!

- Want a tour?

- Welcome to your new home.

- CHAZ: Oh, oh, oh!

First, to set the mood for the

ultimate Smooth Jazz locale,

one must have a roaring fire

on every wall!

Oh! Fan-jazz-tic.

And a deep shag rug to lie on

while you play sax,

the deepest shag we could find!

Ah!

I'm okay!

- Oh!

- And, here we have a personal hair salon

- to keep those luscious locks of yours a-flowin'!

- Yes!

I never thought I could

achieve such chest volume!

Uh, sugar, we actually thought

you'd use it on your

Now, the conditioner.

[Chuckles]

Ugh!

Never mind.

Ugh

Well, friends, you've shown me that

the dream of TrollsTopia is real.

Every Troll, even the one that

is me, has a place here.

- Aww.

- Now, out of gratitude for all of this,

there's a priceless

gift I'd like to give.

- Oh.

- To your ears.

♪

Ow.

Not fooling me, jazz boy.

BIGGIE:

Chaz! It's Biggie!

Mr. Dinkles and I brought you

some housewarming fondue!

Ah!

Sorry! I tripped over your

suitcase, but I'll clean it up!

♪

Uh, I found what appears

to be your evil plans

for turning all of TrollsTopia

into something called JazzTopia.

Which I know I shouldn't be shouting

out, but I can't seem to stop!

K, I'm going to run

for my life now! Bye.

Uff!

[Roaring]

Ah! Ah! Ah!

[Biggie screams]

Sorry, but I can't let you go,

not until you and every

single Troll in JazzTopia

is under the smooth control

of sweet Lady Jazz.

♪

Uh, what is happening here?

♪

Mm-hm.

[Grunts]

And now the conditioner.

Jazz boy!

[Poppy hums]

Poppy! You gotta see this.

Wait, what's that?

It's a grotto-warming gift

for Chaz.

What? Poppy, forget that! Chaz

is hypnotizing the entire village!

- Jazz, jazz, jazz, jazz.

- POPPY: Oh.

Well, gee, Val,

based on what you're saying,

we've gotta find Chaz right now.

So he can explain that this is

all just a big misunderstanding!

What?

No! Poppy, he's evil!

Ugh! Chaz, would you please tell

Val you don't have a secret plan

to turn us into

Smooth Jazz Trolls?

Of course! Except that's

exactly what I'm doing.

- See! Wait, what?

- I knew it!

[Screams]

You can't resist it ♪

♪

So don't you try ♪

♪

The velvet smooth

infectious groove ♪

Playing all

through the night ♪

A swinging beat

It moves your feet ♪

You can't be mad ♪

The luscious tones

invade your bones ♪

You can't stop jazz

Wow ♪

Finally, the only Troll

that suspected me. And you

[chuckles]

You never saw it coming.

KEITH: Oh, yes, she did!

♪

[Screams]

Sorry, Mr. Snooze Jazz, but Poppy

smuggled me in here, for this!

Ah!

[Chuckles]

[Keith screaming]

[Chuckles]

[Gasps]

Jazz has no effect on

children. Give that back!

[Jazz Tiger roaring]

Rawr!

[Raspberries]

Ah!

Ah! Ah!

- Now, jazz it over, kid.

- Uh, uh

[chuckles]

No!

Phew.

[Scream]

No! The hypnotism!

Huh?

- Mew.

- Huh?

Huh?

Ugh

[screams]

Oh, you may have bested me

this time, but I'll be back!

You cannot stop the power

of Smooth Jazz!

[Jazz Tiger roaring]

Rawr.

Well, that was weird.

Sorry, Val. I guess I shoulda been

more suspicious from the start.

Nah, I like that you think

the best of every Troll.

Don't go losing that Poptimism

just because of one bad cupcake.

Besides, it's cool being the

skeptic in this friendship.

[Smidge grunting]

Oh, my guh!

[Panting]

Oh, hey, guys.

What'd I miss?

♪

♪

Well, ya'll! Tomorrow the Metroll

System opens across TrollsTopia!

[Cheer]

That's right!

And Branch recently pitched us

an intriguing idea.

It's a state-of-the-art

security system.

- Ooh!

- Wherein every Troll scans

a photo ID badge as they board,

allowing us to track who's

riding the train at all times.

♪

- Thoughts?

- We love it, Branch!

But can you take out

all the stuff about security,

scanning and tracking?

What? But then it's nothing but

a flimsy excuse to wear fun badges.

- Hooray! Whoo!

- Yeah! Alright!

So tomorrow, you'll all receive

your own Photo Fun Badge!

♪

And, of course,

new Fun Badge means new photos,

so start practicin' them poses,

ya'll, 'cuz tomorrow is Picture Day!

[Cheer]

- No!

- Huh?

Guh!

Uh?

♪

Uh, Minuet, you okay?

- You're, uh, going at that violin pretty hard.

- What?

[Chuckling]

I have no idea what you mean.

Oh, who am I kidding? It's this

infernal Picture Day! Guh!

Wait. Picture Day

is what's gotcha all worked up?

- But why?

- Because, for my entire life,

I have never been able

to take a good picture.

Ever!

[Chuckles]

- Oh, c'mon, that can't be true.

- Yeah, Minuet, you're adorab

Ow!

POPPY AND HOLLY:

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

Ah! Ah!

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

You see, I am a first chair

violinist, I speak 17 languages,

at age two, I could

already do this!

- Ooh!

- Oh!

I have mastered any skill

I put my mind to,

but when it comes to posing for

a picture, I am helpless!

[Sighs]

Aw, Minuet. Listen, who's to say

whether a photo is good or bad?

But you are awesome either way,

so who cares, right?

♪

Hmm, yes, you're right, Poppy, who

cares if I can't do this one thing.

This one simple thing,

so simple, in fact,

that young children can do it,

but I can't!

That's fine with me!

[Grunting]

I think we're gonna needs some

help from an expert.

So, Poppy tells me you've

never taken a good picture.

Well, I have never

taken a bad one.

As you'll see

when you step inside my gallery.

Or as I call it

my Guy-llery.

POPPY, HOLLY AND MINUET:

Ooh!

How do you do it, Guy?

Where did you acquire such talent?

[Chuckles]

Well, while it is true

that I am very talented

- Guy.

- Sorry, where was I?

Oh, right, I was saying

that I never take a picture

without a little help.

In this one, a large fan gave my

hair that windblown look.

- Ooh!

- And to get this shine, I had

- my glitter waxed for three days.

- Ah.

O-M-B-Flat-Minor!

What about that one?

[Gasp]

♪

Ah, yes. Actually, this one

got the most help of all.

It was taken during a very special time

when the light is absolutely ideal.

- Golden hour?

- GUY: No, no.

Golden second.

[Gasp]

- Oh, my.

- Yes, golden second.

A rare and fleeting moment

when the cosmos aligns,

wraps you in its unknowable

wonder and whispers

"Say cheese."

- Oh!

- Of course, no one can predict

when a golden

second will happen.

Even so, I had no idea

there were so many ways to improve

the quality of a photograph.

Guy, will you help

me on Picture Day?

I would be honored to be your guide.

Or as I call it, your Guyde.

- Ready. And

- Hold, please!

- My crew needs time to make some adjustments!

- Your crew?

[Cheer]

All right, team!

Let's work it!

Pose on fire

Fire ♪

Looking fine

Work ♪

Confidence on lock

Don't stop now ♪

Go on, shine ♪

We light it up

We set the flash to strobe ♪

And then I let it go ♪

Go to the left to the right ♪

Now pose ♪

Shine like the star

you know you are ♪

I'm gonna find my pose ♪

Work that camera

So much glamour ♪

Go to the left to the right ♪

Now pose I'm gonna

find my pose ♪

Ah!

Not one good picture?

It's useless!

No matter how much we add, I will

never take a decent photograph!

Ugh!

♪

Huh?

What-what's happening?

[Gasps]

Minuet, take your position.

Golden second is upon us.

[Gasps]

Hold.

Hold.

[Whispers]

Say cheese.

[gasp]

We've got it.

[Minuet gasps]

At last.

I've conquered the one skill

I could never master.

I must take a closer look!

♪

Huh?

[Guy gasps]

[Gasps]

Grab that picture!

[Screaming]

[Tiny grunts]

Never fear, winged Troll lady!

Tiny Diamond's got that good photo!

Oh. Wow, no.

Tiny Diamond did not!

- I got it! I got it!

- I got it! I got it!

I got it! Uff!

Still got it! Still got it!

Still got it! Still got it!

Still got it! Still got it!

[Sighing]

There!

[Grunts]

[Pants]

[Screams]

[Train approaches]

[Gasp]

Minuet!

- Back away!

- Get off the tracks!

[Grunting]

It's stuck!

[Screams]

Please, Minuet!

It's not worth it!

- You've gotta get outta the way of that train!

- Train?

Oh, my!

[Screams]

What? What am I doing?

Minuet, are you okay?

Am I okay?

Am I okay!

Poppy, I nearly let myself

be steam rolled by a locomotive,

all for a 4 X 3 glossy. Does

that behavior sound okay to you?

Uh, I mean, I guess not?

Well, I certainly hope you "guess not."

This madness needs to stop right now.

Here.

This one. This will be

my train badge photo.

Let's be done with it.

- What? Just like that?

- Really?

Yes. Because you know what?

I am a first chair violinist.

I speak 17 languages.

And, I can do this!

♪

- Oh!

- As you said before, good photo or bad,

I am awesome either way.

Well, hot dang!

You go, girl!

That said,

it won't be easy being the only Troll

to ride the train

with a bad photo.

♪

You know, Minuet,

maybe riding the train

won't be as hard as you think.

A bit more.

A bit more. There?

Looks good to me. Minuet?

[Minuet chuckles]

It's perfect.

PHOTOGRAPHER:

Step forward.

Step forward.

Step forward.

Thank you, friends. Now, group

shot, everyone! Say cheese!

Cheese!

♪

♪

You can't resist it ♪

♪

The velvet smooth

infectious groove ♪

Playing all

through the night ♪

A swinging beat

It moves your feet ♪

You can't be mad ♪

The luscious tones

invade your bones ♪

You can't stop jazz ♪