Riley: Come on, Riley. Get it together.

Anxiety: Come on, Riley. Get it together.

Riley's Negative Sense of Self: I'm not good enough!

Anxiety: You have to score, Riley! Or this will all be for nothing!

Envy: Anxiety, you're putting too much pressure on her!

(But Anxiety didn't hear her. The faster she went, the more the frenzied she become as her body started to form into a orange tornado, pushing Envy to Sadness before Embrassement catches them. He looked at Anxiety before looking at the orange Sense of Self, deciding to take action as he, Prince D, Snack Pack, Reggaeton Trolls, K-Pop Gang, Hickory and the other emotions tried to pull it out. Joy and the others arrived from the elevator with the old Sense of Self.)

Joy: Sadness!

Sadness: Joy, help!

[They head over to help]

Sadness: Come on, we can do this!

Disgust: It's not working!

Sadness: It's Anxiety!

(Joy gives the old sense of self to Sadness and trudge into the orange twister.)

Joy: Anxiety, stop!

(She tried to get grab her but Anxiety is just too fast.)

Joy: You don't get to choose who Riley is. Anxiety?

(The orange emotion did not hear her, only a single tear dripping down in her eye.)

Joy: You need to let her go.

(Anxiety's eyes slowly shifted toward Joy and then her hand lets go of the control.)

Barb: I don't think so, Jolly.

Joy: (gasps in horror as she sees Poppy, Branch and Troll Leaders as rock zombies) Poppy...? (Looks at Anxiety who begin to cry for losing her best sister)

Barb: Finish them off.

Poppy: (about to turn Joy and Anxiety into rock zombies before aiming at Barb)

Barb: What are you doing? You're supposed to be a rock zombie!

Joy and Anxiety: (gasps) Poppy?/Pops?

Poppy: Gumdrops. Soundproof and delicious.

Hickory: (Southern accent) She learned that from watching me.

Barb: Give me that!

Poppy: 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.

RIFF: 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?

Poppy: A good queen listens. Real harmony takes lots of voices. Different voices! (Breaks the guitar and music strings)

(Finally, Joy pulls her out of the orange twister and then joined the other emotions. They finally ripped the negative sense of self off and Joy puts the old sense of self back, but it doesn't work.)

Riley's Sense of Self: I'm a good person.

POPPY (quietly): Oh. Branch!

Barb: No. My strings... [angrily to Poppy] 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.

Anxiety: [guilt ridden in tears] Joy. I'm sorry. I was just trying to protect her. But you're right. We don't get to choose who Riley is.

(Joy then realizes that what she was doing before is almost like what Anxiety tried to do.)

Joy (flashback): We keep the best and...toss the rest.

Queen Essence: 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.

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

Trollex: Yeah, it comes from our experiences.

Delta Dawn: Our lives.

Queen Essence: Our culture.

Trollzart: Beautiful. (laughs)

Poppy: Listen to that. Barb can't take that away.

(Joy then notices a new sense of self being created, but is blocked by the old one.)

Riley's Sense of Self: I'm a good person.

(Joy decides to take it out.)

Disgust: Joy, what are you doing?!