"Now what?"

"Now what? Now what?! Oh! What am I gonna do? She threw me out. I can't go back to Arendelle with the weather like this. And then there's your ice business—"

"Hey, hey, don't worry about my ice business... Worry about your hair?!"

She thinks he means it looks bad. She smooths it down.

"What? I just fell off a cliff. You should see your hair."

"No, yours is turning white."

She grabs her braid as a tendril turns white.

"White? It's what?"

"It's because she struck you; isn't it?"

"Does it look bad?"

"...No."

Olaf's head pops up. He's holding his head up off his body to join the conversation.

"You hesitated."

"No, I didn't. Anna, you need help. Now, come on."

He heads towards the sunset. Sven and Olaf follow.

"Okay! Where are we going?"

"To see my friends."

"The love experts?"

"Love experts?!"

"Yes. And don't worry; they'll be able to fix this."

"How do you know?"

He looks her over, remembering the moment he saw the trolls heal her as a child.

"...Because I've seen them do it before."

As they round the bend, the sun sets and Olaf turns to Sven.

"I like to consider myself a love expert."

Elsa paces, distraught. She talks to herself.

"Get it together. Control it. Don't feel. Don't feel. Don't FEEL!"

She hears ice cracking. Stops. Looks around. She's left a sharp wake of ice spikes behind her on the floor. They grow up the wall, taking over the castle.

The Northern Lights are bright. Olaf stares at them in awe as he rides on Sven's back.

"Look, Sven. The sky's awake."

Behind Olaf and Sven, Anna walks with Kristoff. She shivers.

"Are you cold?"

"...A little."

He reaches like he might put an arm around her, but decides against it. He looks around as if he doesn't know what to do, then gets a thought.

"Wait. Come here."

He takes her hand and pulls her around a bend into a rock- lined pass. Steam vents, powered by the volcanic activity, dot the path. He holds her hands over one of them.

"Oooh... That's nice."

They continue on the path, walking from vent to vent.

"So, about my friends...well, I say friends, they're more like family... Anyway, when I was a kid, it was just me and Sven...until they took me in."

"They did?"

"Yeah. I don't want to scare you, they can be a little bit inappropriate...and loud...very loud...they're also stubborn at times, and a little overbearing. And heavy. Really, really heavy. But they're fine.. You'll get it. They mean well."

Anna touches Kristoff's arm, reassuringly.

"Kristoff, they sound wonderful."

Kristoff smiles, appreciating her sincerity.

"Okay then..."

Mustering the courage, Kristoff steps forward and with a wave of the arms announces-

"Meet my family."

"Hey, guys!"

As Kristoff and Sven move through the rocks, waving and greeting, Olaf and Anna stand frozen, dumbfounded.

"...They're rocks."

"He's crazy."

"I'll distract them while you run."

(Loud and slow to a rock)

"Hi, Sven's family! It's nice to meet you!"

(quietly to Anna)

"Anna, because I love you, I insist you run."

(to the rock)

"I understand you're love experts!"

(to Anna)

"Why aren't you running?"

Anna snaps out of her shock and starts backing away.

"Okay. Um...I'm gonna go—"

Just then the rocks around her start rolling.

"Kristoff!"

Olaf lights up and chases the rocks, who surround Kristoff and unfold as trolls.

"KRISTOFF'S HOME!"

"Kristoff! Kristoff's home! It's been too long! Kristoff's home!"

Olaf jumps around all excitedly.

He then stops, confused, and looks to one of the trolls.

"Wait? Kristoff?"

Anna watches, shocked and confused. The trolls all want Kristoff's attention. One troll yanks him

down with a boulder's strength.

"Oh, lemme look at you!"

Another troll tries to pull off his clothes.

"Oh, take off your clothes, Kristoff; I'll wash them."

"Ah! No. I'm gonna keep my clothes on, thank you."

"Great to see you all. Where's grandpa?"

"He's napping. But look, I grew a mushroom."

"And I earned my fire crystal."

"I passed a kidney stone."

"Pick me up."

The kid troll jumps up on Kristoff's arm. Kristoff sinks under the weight of him.

Anna still stares, confused, then realizes...

"Trolls? They're trolls."

Silence. All troll eyes turn to Anna. Blink. Blink.

"...He's brought a girl!"

"He's brought a girl!"

Suddenly Anna is surrounded by trolls. They roll Anna over to Kristoff. She falls into his arms.

"What's going on?"

"I've learned to just roll with it."

Bulda climbs on top of her husband, Cliff, to get a good look at Anna. She studies her like she's a piece of cattle.

"Let me see. Bright eyes. Working nose. Strong teeth. Yes, yes, yes. She'll do nicely for our Kristoff."

"Wait. Oh. Um. No."

"You've got the wrong idea. That's not why I brought her here."

"Right. We're not. I'm not—"

Anna laughs, uncomfortable, not knowing what to say.

"What's the issue, dear? Why are you holding back from such a man?"

IS IT THE CLUMPY WAY HE WALKS?

OR THE GRUMPY WAY HE TALKS?

OR THE PEAR-SHAPED, SQUARE-SHAPED

WEIRDNESS OF HIS FEET?

AND THOUGH WE KNOW HE WASHES WELL

HE ALWAYS ENDS UP SORTA SMELLY.

BUT YOU'LL NEVER MEET A FELLA WHO'S

AS SENSITIVE AND SWEET.

SO HE'S A BIT OF A FIXER UPPER,

SO HE'S GOT A FEW FLAWS-

HIS PECULIAR BRAIN, DEAR.

HIS THING FOR THE REINDEER

THAT OUTSIDE A FEW OF NATURE'S LAWS.

SO HE'S A BIT OF A FIXER UPPER,

BUT THIS WE'RE CERTAIN OF-

YOU CAN FIX THIS FIXER UPPER UP

WITH A LITTLE BIT OF LOVE.

"Can we just stop talking about this?! We've got a real, actual problem here."

"I'll say—"

IS IT THE WAY THAT HE RUNS SCARED?

OR THAT HE'S SOCIALLY IMPAIRED?

OR THAT HE ONLY LIKES TO TINKLE IN THE WOODS?

ARE YOU HOLDING BACK YOUR FONDNESS

DUE TO HIS UNMANLY BLONDENESS?

OR THE WAY HE COVERS UP THAT HE'S THE HONEST GOODS?

HE'S JUST A BIT OF A FIXER UPPER-

HE'S GOT A COUPLE A' BUGS.

"No, I don't."

HIS ISOLATION

IS CONFIRMATION

OF HIS DESPERATION FOR HEALING HUGS.

SO HE'S A BIT OF A FIXER UPPER,

BUT WE KNOW WHAT TO DO.

THE WAY TO FIX UP THIS FIXER UPPER

IS TO FIX HIM UP WITH YOU.

The girl trolls sweep Anna away. The boys take Kristoff.

"Enough! She's engaged to someone else. Okay?!"

Trolls beat. Blink. Blink. The boy trolls turn, huddle...

SO SHE'S A BIT OF A FIXER UPPER,

THAT'S A MINOR THING.

THIS QUOTE "ENGAGEMENT"

IS A FLEX ARRANGEMENT.

AND BY THE WAY, I DON'T SEE NO RING.

SO SHE'S A BIT OF A FIXER UPPER,

HER BRAIN'S A BIT BETWIXT.

GET THE FIANCE

OUT OF THE WAY

AND THE WHOLE THING WILL BE FIXED!

GIRL TROLLS

WE AREN'T SAYING YOU CAN CHANGE HIM

'CAUSE PEOPLE DON'T REALLY CHANGE.

WE'RE ONLY SAYING THAT LOVE'S A FORCE

THAT'S POWERFUL AND STRANGE.

PEOPLE MAKE BAD CHOICES

IF THEY'RE MAD OR SCARED OR STRESSED.

BUT THROW A LITTLE LOVE THEIR WAY

(THROW A LITTLE LOVE THEIR WAY)

AND YOU'LL BRING OUT THEIR BEST!

TRUE LOVE BRINGS OUT THE BEST!

Kristoff looks over at Anna. She actually looks shockingly beautiful dressed in moss, lit by shimmering crystals.

EVERYONE'S A BIT OF A FIXER UPPER,

THAT'S WHAT IT'S ALL ABOUT

FATHER, SISTER, BROTHER

WE NEED EACH OTHER

TO RAISE US UP AND ROUND US OUT

By this time Kristoff and Anna are being ushered into a pit by the sheer force of numbers.

EVERYONE'S A BIT OF A FIXER UPPER,

BUT WHEN PUSH COMES TO SHOVE-

THE ONLY FIXER UPPER FIXER THAT CAN

FIX A FIXER UPPER IS

TRUE

TRUE

TRUE

TRUE

LOVE

During this last bit Anna and Kristoff are looking at each other differently. Hmmm. Maybe those trolls are right? Sparks! Chemistry!

"Do you, Anna, take Kristoff to be your trollfully wedded—"

"Wait, what?!"

"You're getting married."

"LOVE!"

Just then, Anna collapses. Kristoff catches her. She's shivering something fierce.

"Anna?"

He pulls off her cape and hat. She's as cold as ice. Just then Grand Pabbie pushes his way through the crowd. Trolls clear the way for Pabbie. He stops at the edge of the pit.

"There's strange magic here!"

"Grand Pabbie!"

"Bring her to me, Kristoff."

Kristoff helps Anna over. Pabbie looks into her weak eyes.

"Anna, your life is in danger. There is ice in your heart, put there by your sister. If not removed, to solid ice will you freeze, forever."

"What...? No."

"So remove it, Grand Pabbie."

"I can't. If it was her head, that would be easy. But only an act of true love can thaw a frozen heart."

"An act of true love?"

"A true love's kiss, perhaps?"

A bunch of trolls give each other kisses. Anna shivers again, collapsing into Kristoff's arms. More of

her hair turns white.

"Anna, we've got to get you back to Hans."

"...Hans."

"Help us out, Sven."

Kristoff grabs Sven's antlers. Sven pulls them out. Kristoff helps Anna onto Sven and hops up behind her.

"Come on, Olaf!"

Sven takes off. Olaf grabs Sven's tail, rides with them.

"I'm coming! Let's go kiss Hans! Who is this Hans?!"

Hans and the men tread cautiously towards the castle.

"We are here to find Princess Anna. Be on guard, but no harm is to come to the Queen. Do you understand?"

The Duke's thugs exchange a look. Suddenly, a mass of snow rises from the ground behind Hans. It's Marshmallow, Elsa's snow guard.

"Go away!"

He slams a fist inches from Hans. Hans deftly dodges out of the way. All of the guards take up arms against Marshmallow, who quickly knocks them over. Marshmallow throws down a guard and his horse, who topple over Hans. Marshmallow raises his foot to stomp on Hans, but Hans barrel-rolls himself to safety. He sees his sword, leaps, and grabs it. Just then, Elsa peeks out the front doors. The Duke's two thugs see her.

"The Queen."

The thugs charge up the stairs. They guards burst through the ice doors. Elsa flees to the top floor of her palace. The guards pursue. They trap her on the top floor, raise their crossbows.

"No. Please."

One of the thugs shoots an arrow right at Elsa. At the last moment she creates an ice wall. It stops the arrow, inches from her face. The thugs reposition to take another shot.

"Stay away!"

Elsa shoots ice at the thugs. They duck out of the way and continue the attack.

"Get her! Get her!"

Elsa fights for her life. Hans is nearly crushed by Marshmallow. He rolls away. Jumps to his feet. And with agile might, he slices Marshmallow's leg off with his sword. Marshmallow stumbles back, off balance. And falls off over the cliff, but not before striking Hans. Hans goes over the edge. Hans clings to the ice steps. His men help him up and they rush into the ice palace. Elsa is surrounded. It's do or die. In two swift moves, Elsa traps one thug in a cage of spikes that threaten his neck. The other she pushes back with a wall of ice...up against the balcony doors...which burst and crack. The balcony doors shatter. The thug is pushed to the edge. He's inches away from falling to his death.

Hans and his men run in. See the destruction and the thugs near death.

"Queen Elsa! Don't be the monster they fear you are."

Elsa snaps out of her rage. She sees the men, frightened, moments from death. She stops. Elsa looks to Hans, overwhelmed, frightened. The wall retreats from the thug on the balcony. The ice spikes lower from the second thug's neck. He takes advantage and aims his crossbow at Elsa's back. Seeing it. Hans runs and pushes the crossbow up just as the arrow releases. The arrow hits the ice chandelier, hanging directly above Elsa. The chandelier comes crashing down. Elsa dives out of the way but she falls in the blast. All we see is ice smashing like glass, and all we hear is the sound of it shattering as it rings out.