Original subtitles

Dance your cares away

Worry's for another day Let the music play

Down at Fraggle Rock

Work your cares away

Dancing's for another day Let the Fraggles play

We're Gobo, Mokey, Wembley, Boober, Red!

A Fraggle!

Hey, look, Ma.

I caught a Fraggle!

Dance your cares away

Worry's for another day Let the music play

Down at Fraggle Rock

Down at Fraggle Rock Down at Fraggle Rock

Down at Fraggle Rock.

You wonder what I'm doing, don't you, Sprocket?

You've seen that inventor's gleamin my eye before.

This time I'm onto something

that will make life fullerand richer for the whole neighborhood.

Here, hang onto that for a minute, Sprocket.

Attaboy.

I'm sorry, Sprocket.

Yes, we're going to improve on nature, Sprocket.

That's what we're gonna do.

Oh, yes. Great ideas always seem so simple.

But it's a well-known fact

that plants grow bigger and betterif they're listening to music.

Now, what do you think this is?

It's a quadraphonic growth inducer.

Hand me some music for radishes and roses.

You see, with the help of this rig,

I'm going to be broadcastingwall-to-wall music

for all the vegetables in our garden. For all the vegetables in our garden.

Yes, indeed.

All right. Come on, Sprocket. Make up your mind.

This is going to belike the Garden of Eden,

radishes the size of pumpkins.

That's a beautiful choice, Sprocket.Beautiful.

And it's Gobo Fraggle, world champion pickle balancer,

in the spotlight!

No. No. Wait, folks.

It's Red Fraggle doing her patenteddouble-barrel pickle balance.

-And now, for the first time only...-Yes, yes!

Wembley Fraggle will balance a pickleon his nose.

-Okay.-Careful.

I'm just no good at this game.

Now, now. Practice makes perfect, Wembley.

-You keep trying.-Yeah.

If you want my advice, Wembley, you'll wear one of these germproof masks.

You don't know where that pickle's been. You don't know where that pickle's been.

Hey, guys, come on.

They're calling forthe World's Oldest Fraggle.

Hey, that meansit's an official cave sing!

-Hey, hey!-Wow!

Hey, guys.

I almost did it.

-I saw, Wembley.-You did?

Yeah. Now, come on. It's the World's Oldest Fraggle.

-Come on.-Oh, boy. Good.

Hear ye! Hear ye!

All Fraggles stand byfor a momentous announcement.

And here he is, the one, the only,

the World's Oldest Fraggle!

Where are we?

I'm hungry.

Let's stop for a bite.

Okay, stop right here.

Stop, I said.

Hold it!

Is everybody happy?

Park it.

Now I've called all you youngsters herefor a very special reason.

I got a feeling in my bones

that today is going to beRuler of the Rock Day.

Now allow me to refresh your memoriesabout the ground rules.

First, you must accompany meon a perilous journey

which will take us over the Echo Hole

and onward to the Finger of Light,

which is gonna choose one of yato be the Ruler of the Rock!

The supreme ruler, for a limited time only,

with three commands,

which each of you has got to obeyfor the betterment of all.

Don't stop me now. I'm on a roll.

Only five Fraggles may playthis dangerous yet exhilarating game.

Only five Fraggles may playthis dangerous yet exhilarating game.

Who's it gonna be?

Are any of you going to playRuler of the Rock?

And hear my own voice in the Echo Hole?

Do you know what that can doto your brain?

Are you afraid of the Echo Hole, Wembley?

Me?

I wouldn't touch the Echo Holewith a ten-foot Doozer stick.

You bet you wouldn't.

Hey, the Echo Hole'sabout 10,000 feet deep.

Well, now. Do I have any takers?

Hey, Mr. World's Oldest Fraggle,

I can assure youthat we're on the same wavelength.

I have some ideasfor the betterment of all.

It sure looks like Marlon wants to go.

You know Marlon. He's been tryingto start that cult for years.

Yeah, except nobody wants to join.

I figure on going.

It might as well be me as Marlonwho gets to be Ruler of the Rock.

How about you, Red?

You expect me to take ordersfrom this guy?

He can't even balancetwo pickles on his nose.

Oh, yeah?

Don't look at me.

Even if I went, I wouldn't know what to dofor the betterment of all.

Don't worry, Wembley.

I will bring back a full report.

You're going?

I must.

I don't have any interest in being ruler,

but it'll make such a wonderfulchapter for my Fraggle Book of Games.

No more takers?

Okay, we'll go with four.

Flunkies!

-Where we goin'?-The Echo Hole.

-How far is it?-Long way to go.

-What's gonna happen?-Finger of Light.

This is such a fascinating game.

I'd play too, if I weren't official observer.

Yeah. It's well worth playing, all right,

especially if you have ideasfor the betterment of all.

Especially if you have ideasfor the betterment of all.

-What's gonna happen?-Finger of Light.

-When it hits the ruler...-That'll be a sight.

-Where are we goin'?-The Echo Hole.

-How far is it?-Long way to go.

What's gonna happen?

Would you care to elaborate, Mr. Gobo?

Yeah, for example,

why, we could build a monumentto my Uncle Travelling Matt.

Mokey, I have a couple of concepts too. Behavioral modification.

That type of thing.

-Would you spell that for me?-No, I couldn't.

It's much too secret.

Sensational.

Kind of gives you goose bumps, eh?

By the way, Red, have you got anythingfor the betterment of all?

Sure. For starters, I'd have everyone wear their hair like me.

Fascinating.

-How far is it?-Long way to go.

-What's gonna happen?-Finger of Light.

-And when it hits the ruler...-That'll be a sight.

-Where are we goin'?-The Echo Hole.

-How far is it?-Long way to go.

Look. It's the door to Outer Space. Look. It's the door to Outer Space.

Hey, I'll catch up with you later.

-Where are we goin'?-The Echo Hole.

-How far is it?-Long way to go.

-What's gonna happen?-Finger of Light.

-And when it hits the ruler...-That'll be a sight. Hey!

Will you stop it?

Don't overdo the hype.

And now, fellow Fraggles, the moment of truth.

Take a look.

Does the moan of the windin that abyss frighten you, young lady?

Sure. I'm scared to death.

Death...

I mean, nice echo, isn't it?

Nothing like it in all of Fraggle Rock.

And nothing to hold you safe from oblivion And nothing to hold you safe from oblivion

except that flimsy bridge.

And on the opposite shore...

the Finger of Light.

Is everybody ready?

Okay, everybody.

There's nothing to be afraid of, as long as we're quiet.

It's time to go, but I think we'd betterhold hands across the bridge.

There's nothing to fear.

There isn't any danger.

Holding hands seems to help.

Don't look down.

Pretty!

All downhill from here.

That was exhilarating. Too bad the rest of you were scared.

My, isn't this a scenic cave?

I'm tired of waiting.

Choose your places carefully, young Fraggles.

The Finger of Light is about tomake one of you the Ruler of the Rock.

I'll just stand over here, out of the way. Good luck, and break a tail.

-Thanks.-All that power. I crave it.

I deserve it.

-No, no. Please.-There it is.

We have a Ruler of the Rock.

What?

Congratulations.

But I... I wasn't playing the game.

And you played it beautifully.

Your reign is to lastas long as the sand in this hourglass.

-Do you read me?-Read?

Yes.

Remember, you only have three commandsfor the betterment of all.

Mokey! Us girls gotta stick together.

- Ponytails for everybody.-Come on... - Ponytails for everybody.-Come on...

Hey, let's talk about the monumentfor my Uncle Travelling Matt.

-That's really important.-Ponytails.

Will everybody please be quiet?

You heard it first right here, ladies and gentlemen.

One command down, two commands to go.

Yep!

But, wait, I didn't mean that as a command.

But it worked.

All right, everybody.

Let's load 'em up and move 'em out.

Oh, no.

I didn't want to beRuler of the Rock anyway.

Who you trying to kid, Red?

What a rotten day this is turning into.

Every time you think you know

The way that things are gonna go

Someone comes along and makes it yucky

Try and have a little fun

They come along and say you're dumb

Then they wonderWhy you're feelin' yucky

Tell me stories, tell me tales

Tell me why it never fails

Tell me why it always turns to yucky

Hey, come on, let's catch up with Mokey.

I want to see what she doeswith her last two commands.

I want to see what she doeswith her last two commands.

Okay, I'll race ya.

All right. Here we go.

No more radish picking.

-We want... No more radish picking.

Uniforms for everybody!

Madam Ruler, are you ready to proceedwith your final two commands?

But I don't know what to tell them.

Time grows short.

Uniforms for everybody!

I guess it's now or never.

Quiet!

Why, thank you, Marlon.

Madam Ruler?

Do you remember me, Your Highness?

Now that's a silly question.

Why wouldn't I remember you, Boober?

I thought what withyour being supreme commander and all...

Boober, that's just a game.

Yes, the game of power. And that's what I came to see you about.

Yes, the game of power. And that's what I came to see you about.

I thought that everybody in the rock

herecould wear one of these germproof masks.

And...

What's wrong?

You're standing on my tail, Boober.

Could you move, please?

That's it, young uns. You heard it first right here.

Command number two is down the tube.

Get away from me.

Two down and one to go.

And the sands of time runneth out.

I thought this was supposed to be fun.

Ruling is rarely fun, young lady.

Wake up and smell the coffee.

Fiddlesticks.

And don't swear.

Thanks, Sprocket.

Hello.

I'm glad you asked. It's "Honolulu Honeymoon."

Same to you.

Take that one off, Sprocket. I got another one.

Mr. Shimmelfinney.

A petition.

Isn't that lovely?

Sprocket, believe it or not,

there are actuallycertain individuals in this neighborhood

who don't think I should playany kind of music.

They don't understand.

I'm not playing this musicfor Shimmelfinney!

I'm playing it for my plants!

Our plants.

He's got a garden, for heaven's sake. How can people be so selfish?

Let's put this one onfor the cabbages and petunias.

It's saxophone music. They love saxophone music.

That's the world's greatest sax player.

Any sign of Mokey yet?

No. She must have gone into exile. No. She must have gone into exile.

I guess she's really upsetabout blowing those first two commands.

Hey, does anyone want to hearthis postcard before I pin it on the wall?

Sure. Great idea.

-Why not?-Okay.

"Dear Nephew Gobo..."

Today I made contactwith a tribe of mysterious beings

I call the string creatures.

Hello, string creature.

It's curious, but right away I was drawn to them.

It was almost as if I sawa family resemblance.

It is still not entirely clear to me

why these creatureschoose to spend their lives

attached to each other with string.

There surely must be some mutual benefit.

Their leader was such a charismatic personthat I inadvertently fell under his spell.

Their leader was such a charismatic personthat I inadvertently fell under his spell.

This lifestyle may prove to bea little strange.

Somehow, I don't feelquite in control anymore.

I'll probably go off on my own againas soon as...

"I find a pair of scissors.

Love, Uncle Travelling Matt."

Boy, that Uncle Matt knows no fear.

Snore pie with yawn sauce.

And so I have taken up the yoke of office.

And wound up with egg on my face.

Only one command left,

and so far I have done nothingfor the betterment of all.

What am I gonna do?

I better go see the Trash Heap.

They've made you the queen then.

Isn't that nice?

It would be, except, you see,

I want to be a good ruler,

and I only have one command left

that I'm supposed to usefor the betterment of all.

To rule well, all you have to dois listen to that little voice inside.

Hey, what's that little voice saying, Marjory?

Yeah, who you got in there anyway?

In this case, for the betterment of all,

I would recommend my little friends hereget eight hours' sleep every...

Nah, Marjory, forget sleep.

Exercise.

Exercise?

What are you talking about? Who needs exercise?

Eat well.

Yeah. Marjory, that's betterment.

-The basic food groups.-Yeah.

Like cherry cheesecake...

You and your cherry cheesecake!

Give me some of thatdouble-dip chocolate fudge.

What, are you nuts?

If you're talking quality food,

you take a big bowl of spaghettiand slather it with...

Too much starch.

Starch is the spice of life.

Spicy food gives me gas.

I'm glad you ain't in chargeof the menu around here.

That's for sure.

And who do you thinkis bringing home the coffee grounds?

-Junior Gorg maybe?-Gee.

Thanks for your help.

Anyway, somebody's got to be in charge.

Otherwise, what have you got?

-Anarchy.-Chaos.

-Yeah, I'm ready for that.-Yeah, me, too.

Gee.

Maybe there is no one commandfor the betterment of all.

Every place I go

No one seems to know

Everything is always the same

Still, I need to trust

In the best of us

Can't we... Can't we changeThe rules of the game?

Here she is, everyone.

Hey, Mokey. Don't forget about the pigtails.

Don't make fun of reality. You'll all be marching to my drums.

Never mind that, Mokey.

-Just tell them about the monument, okay?-Monument schmonument.

Okay, okay. I'll tell them.

Listen up!

The Ruler of the Rockis about to issue her last command.

Fellow Fraggles...

all of those things could happen, or none of them.

You see, I've been thinking.

Every place I go

No one seems to know No one seems to know

Everything is always the same

Still I need to trust

In the best of us

Can't we change the rules of the game?

It's time for everyone

Time to live as one

Watching here and there

No one seems to care

We could tear the whole thing apart

Can't we pay the price?

Make a sacrifice?

Know we're differentRight from the start

It's time for everyone

Time to live as one Time to live as one

It's time for everyone Time to live as one

Needle fights the thread

Baker works the bread Wind and wave make war on the sea

Nature knows a way Shows it every day

To join us though we still disagree

It's time for everyone Time to live as one

Time for everyone Time to live as one

It's time for everyone It's time for everyone

Time to live as one

Please excuse me, Madam Ruler,

but how about that final commandyou promised us?

-I thought you'd never ask.-Oh, boy.

The way I see it is,

there is no one commandthat would make life better for all.

Yes, yes, very interesting, but please tell us what to do.

You already knowwhat's best for each other.

Don't you have a little voice inside you?

A command already! Give us a command.

-But I explained.-No!

You don't need a command... You're right, of course.

The Fraggles don't need a command, but they want one.

It's for the game.

There's still time.

The game?

The game!

Of course. The game.

In that case...

I hereby command

Wembley Fraggle to entertain usby balancing a pickle on his nose.

What a terrific command.

And I can do it too. I know. At first.

I gotta hand it to the little lady. She sure knows how to wield power.

All right, everybody.

Now!

When a man is wrong, he should promptly admit it.

That's my motto, Sprocket.

Never again will I try and force my wisheson someone like Shimmelfinney.

Right, Sprocket.

And as for the plants, they can take care of themselves.

Who needs giant plants anyway?

One thing's for sure, Sprocket. One thing's for sure, Sprocket.

You can't improve on nature.

Dance your cares away

Worry's for another day Let the music play

Down at Fraggle Rock

Dance your cares away

Worry's for another day Let the music play

Down at Fraggle Rock

Down at Fraggle Rock

Down at Fraggle Rock