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[upbeat music playing]

♪ 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!

-[female Fraggle] Whoopee!-Wowee!

Ooh, a Fraggle!

[Gobo groans]

[chuckles] Hey, look, Ma.

-I caught a Fraggle!-[screams]

[Gobo] Whoa! Whoopee!

♪ Dance your cares away ♪

♪ Worry's for another day ♪

♪ Let the music play ♪

-Yahoo!-♪ Down at Fraggle Rock ♪

♪ Down at Fraggle Rock ♪ ♪ Down at Fraggle Rock ♪

Down at Fraggle Rock.

[video game sounds]

[Sprocket barks]

Hey, Sprockie, have a good run?

[Sprocket grunts]

Have you been chasingMr. Shimmelfinney's cat Fluffinella

around the block again?

Three times? Aren't you ashamed of yourself?

You good old dog.

Wait, Sprocket. Don't lie down.

-Look, I've finished it.-[video game sounds]

We now have our very own computer.

It's a wonderful system, Sprocket.

64 kilobytes in RAM,

and six peripheral slotson the motherboard.

And we have a back-up system,

just in case.

-Oh, and look at the software I have.-[whining]

Sort 'N File, Inventory Wizard,

-Statistics, Boolean Algebra...-[sighs]

-Zombie Attack...-[gasps]

-Zombie Attack!-[grunts]

"Chase the alien enemy zombiesthrough outer space,

hurling flaming marshmallows." hurling flaming marshmallows."

Oh, yes, I must say, Sprocket, it sounds quite a challenge.

[barks]

[video game sounds]

Oh, boy. Why does thisalways happen to me?

Every time I have something planned, he pulls this silly stuff.

And he doesn't even check with me first.

Well, I'm not gonna take it anymore.

[upbeat music playing]

[scatting]

What is this I hear about a picnic today?

Oh, that's right. We're all going down to Yellow Cavern.

Mokey made a lot of sandwichesand I'm packing them.

-Yeah, Gobo decided.-Yeah.

-[moans]-[music continues playing]

[Red clears throat]

Well, my Uncle Matt leftsome really interesting maps of that area,

so I thoughtwe could turn it into a picnic.

But I have a swim race today.

Oh, too bad. We'll miss you.

But I love the Yellow Cavern.

Oh. Postpone your race. Oh. Postpone your race.

Why couldn't you postpone the picnic?

Oh, gee, Red, it's all decided.

Be serious, Gobo.

How come you get to decide all the time?

Oh, Red. Well, you knowGobo acts as our leader.

That's just the way it is.

Gobo, just why is that?

[music continues playing]

Hmm?

Oh, I don't know. It just kind of happened.

I mean, I supposeany one of us could be leader.

Oh, good.

I'll take the job.

[off-key note plays]

And here's my first decision as leader.

The picnic is tomorrow.

-Aw!-Hey, Red.

Hey, let's be reasonableabout this. Hey, Red?

-The picnic is today.-Oh, good.

-Tomorrow.-Hey.

-Come back here.-Uh-oh. Sounds like an argument.

Argument, nothing. It's an attempted coup.

Hey. Hey, Red.

Just a minute now.

Come on. I'm trying to tell you something.

You know, leadership does takesome special qualities.

What's that supposed to mean? What's that supposed to mean?

Well, only just that...

Well, a leader has to be strongand... and brave.

I'm strong and brave.

And dedicated.

I'm dedicated.

And calm and tactful.

Who says I'm not calm and tactful, boulderbrain?

Who's a boulderbrain? You lump!

-[arguing]-Now wait a minute!

Wait! Hold it!

You two shouldn't be fightingabout who's going to be leader.

Good grief. The very fabric of societyis breaking down.

I mean, it's only logicalfor me to be leader.

-[scoffs]-Well, no.

Because my Uncle Travelling Matttaught me about so many things.

So many fairy tales, that's what he's taught you.

That's untrue.

For instance, he taught me that you have to think fast

and take decisive actionat times of crisis.

Oh, and how did he do that?

Well, uh...

How about the timehe met the mouth burners?

It's a fairy tale.

It is not.

Will you two stop arguing? Will you two stop arguing?

Good heavens.

It would take the Trash Heapto sort out this mess.

Good idea. Yeah, we'll let her decide.

Wait. I'll decide if we'll let her decide.

I already decided that.

No, you didn't. [grunts]

Oh, we're sorry, fellas.

We'll be back later to eat up the mess.

Okay, the coast is clear.

Come on, Red. Come on, Boober.

Oh, uh, you two go on ahead.

-I'll just wait here.-[Gobo] Oh, no, you don't.

Boober, if we have to sneak throughthe Gorgs' garden, you do too.

-But I'm no good at sneaking.-[Gobo] That's right. Come on.

-My field is cowardice and paranoia.-[Red] Come on, Boober.

-[Gobo] Come on.-[Boober grunts]

-[Red] Out you go.-[Gobo and Boober grunting]

[whimpering]

Well, so far, so good.

Not a Gorg in sight.

You know, Boober,

your idea to go to the Trash Heapwas an excellent one.

Your idea to go to the Trash Heapwas an excellent one.

Yeah, as a matter of fact, it was.

Thank you.

She'll know that... Tsk.

She'll know that I'm the onewho should be leader.

-What?-[Boober shushing]

You? You couldn't lead your wayout of a Doozer construction!

-Quiet!-You couldn't lead water down a waterfall!

-Shh.-Oh, very funny.

-Please!-You've got vision like a tunnel bug.

-Quiet. Please.-You've got mashed radishes for brains.

-The Gorg's coming!-Oh, yeah? You couldn't lead

-a squad of tunnel spiders.-Gobo!

-[arguing]-[screams] Hold it!

-[laughs]-[Boober screaming]

-[Red] A Gorg!-[Gobo] Boober, why didn't you warn us?

-[Boober] I tried to.-[Red screams]

[Pa Gorg] I'll give those to Junior.

He likes to play with Fraggles.

-[Pa Gorg laughing]-[footsteps receding]

Oh, we're doomed.

Now what do we do, boss?

[groans]

-[video game sounds]-Got him. Another one.

[game ends]

Oh, darn. It was that lastflaming marshmallow that got me.

-Still, I got 4,300 points.-[whining]

That's not bad for a first effort. That's not bad for a first effort.

-You wanna try, Sprocket?-[woofs]

[laughs] Okay, okay.

Yeah, but don't expect too muchfrom the first game, of course.

You'll get better with practice, you know.

[video game sounds]

That's a good start, Sprocket, 500 points.

Nine hundred...

Two thousand...

Five...

Eight thousand points.

What a lot of nonsense.

[game ends]

Oh, 107,000 points.

[whines questioningly]

You're challenging me to a match here, aren't you?

Well, it's all a waste of time.

[barks]

You think I can't beat you, don't you?

-[whines]-You'll be sorry for this, Sprocket.

I'll mop the floor with you.

[video game sounds]

Ah, behold.

Here comes my beautiful wifeand my semi-beautiful son.

Oh, no. That Gorg saidhe was gonna give us to his son.

[Red] And here comes his son.

[Boober whimpering]-Why do you think his son likes Fraggles?

[Boober whimpering]-Why do you think his son likes Fraggles?

-Gobo, we don't taste good, do we?-[Gobo gasps]

Don't be silly, Boober.

Still, I wonderwhat he wants with Fraggles.

Probably baked potatoesand mushroom gravy.

[all whimper]

And so the young lad rubbed the lamp

and suddenly a huge voicewas heard saying,

"I am the genie of the lamp."

What are you going on and on about, wife of my own?

I'm telling Juniorone of the great Gorgic myths.

Yeah, it's a super-duper one, Daddy.

You see this young, handsome, brave, god-like Gorg...

Like you.

Like me.

He finds this old lamp, see?

And when he rubs it,

a genie comes outand he grants him his every wish.

Lot of nonsense.

Stuffing his headwith marshmallows, I say.

Junior, pick me some pumpkinsand parsnips. I'm hungry.

-Come, my queen.-[Junior sighs]

The duties of the monarchy await.

- [grumbles]-Oh. Uh, Junior. - [grumbles]-Oh. Uh, Junior.

-Yes?-There was something I meant to tell you.

He's remembered us. I'm too young to be fricassee.

-[whimpering]-[Pa Gorg] What was it now?

Something I meant to give you.

[sighs] He's forgotten us.

Never mind. I'll remember sooner or later.

Now pick those vegetables, boy.

Oh, pumpkins and parsnips.

Hoeing and watering.

[sighs] Planting and harvesting.

It's tough work being a prince!

Yeesh! And to top it off,

I think I'm coming down with a cold.

[sneezing]

Okay. We lift the basketand then we make a run for it.

Gotta hand it to you, Gobo. That's a simple and direct plan.

Why, thank you, Red.

But I've got a better one.

-Oh, brother.-Now, listen, remember those stories...

♪ You get up in the morning ♪

♪ Try and have some fun ♪ ♪ Try and have some fun ♪

♪ And then your stupid daddy ♪Ooh!

♪ Tells you that you're ♪

♪ Dumb-dee, dumb-dee, dumb-dee, dumb-dee ♪

-♪ Dumb-dee, dumb-dee, dumb-dee, dumb ♪-[clatters]

♪ You try and eat your breakfast ♪

♪ Blowing bubble gum ♪

♪ And then your stupid mommy ♪

♪ Oh, tells you that you're ♪

♪ Dumb-dee, dumb-dee, dumb-dee, dumb-dee ♪

♪ Dumb-dee, dumb-dee, dumb-dee, dumb ♪

♪ You wanna catch a Fraggle ♪

♪ Catch it for your mom ♪

♪ And then your daddy gives you ♪

♪ A job that's really ♪

♪ Dumb-dee, dumb-dee, dumb-dee, dumb ♪

♪ Dumb-dee, dumb-dee, dumb-dee, dumb ♪

[sighs] Oh, boy.

This pumpkin knife is really dull.

[sneezing]

[sighs]

Oh, brother.

Aw, gee.

I wish I was that handsome, young Gorgthat the magic genie appeared to.

And then the genie would say to me,

[in deep voice] "Oh, handsome Gorg,

you have proved yourselfworthy in every way.

You have proved yourselfworthy in every way.

You may have anything, anything in the universe."

[chuckles] Yeah.

And then I would gaze up at the geniein amazement, and I would say,

"Why, thank you, Mr. Genie.

I'll have a new pumpkin knife."

♪ I wish I had a genie ♪

♪ I wish I had a chum ♪

♪ I wish I had a song to singThat wasn't only ♪

♪ Dumb-dee, dumb-dee, dumb-dee, dumb ♪

♪ Dumb-dee, dumb-dee, dumb-dee, dumb ♪

♪ Dumb-dee, dumb-dee, dumb-dee, dumb ♪

♪ Dumb-dee, dumb-dee, dumb-dee, dumb-deedumb-dee, dumb-d-d-d-d... ♪

[sneezing]

♪ Dumb ♪

Boy, dumb cold.

I'm gonna take a rest.

[sighs]

Your plan better work, Gobo.

Okay. On the count of three, we all lift.

One, two...

[all yelping]

[Boober] I think it may be timeto reconsider Red's plan.

[Boober] I think it may be timeto reconsider Red's plan.

[all whimpering]

This feels so good.

The sun is so warm.

[sighs]

[Red in mysterious voice] Junior Gorg!

Oh, Junior Gorg!

Can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

My bottom is talking to me.

[Red] I am the magic genieof the bushel basket.

No!

Magic genie?

Oh, oh, oh.

Are you in there?

I am here, under the basket.

Ooh, I'm gonna look.

-[whimpers]-No!

You must never, never look under the basket.

[Junior] Not even a peek?

[whimpering]

[Red] Uh, he who lifts this basket

will have his ears fall off. Will have his ears fall off.

Oh, my goodness. His ears fall off?

Oh, I promise, I won't lift the basket.

[Red] Good.

Uh, do I get my wishes now?

[Red] Wishes?

[Junior] Magic genies give wishes. Where are mine?

What do you say to that, oh, leader of ours?

-[Boober whimpers]-Oh, boy. Uh...

[in mysterious voice]What are your wishes?

My wishes. I get my wishes!

Oh, boy. Ooh, let me see.

Um, um, oh, yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, uh...

A new pumpkin knife. [laughs]

Oh, what else? Um, let me see. Ooh...

Oh, oh, I got it, I got it, I got it.

Uh, um, a pony would be nice.

Oh, what else? Oh, wishes, wishes, wishes.

Uh, let me see, uh, peace in the universe,

uh, chocolate gumdrops for my daddy, um...

Say, who are you talking to, son?

Oh. Oh, hi, Daddy. You know, I just... Oh, nothing.

Yes, uh...

You'd just say my brainis filled full of marshmallows. I...

Are you feeling all right, boy?

Why... Why, yes, I'm... I'm fine, Dad. Why... Why, yes, I'm... I'm fine, Dad.

Um, what can I do for you, Daddy?

Well, I just rememberedthe big surprise I had for you.

Oh, that's nice.

Yeah, it's hiddenright under that bushel basket.

Dad, then you knowwhat's under that bushel basket?

Well, of course.

I'll lift it up, and you can see for yourself.

Don't lift that basket.

But it'll be a big surprise.

It won't be a surprise. I know what will happen.

Your ears will fall off.

I beg your pardon?

Honest, they will. I know.

Aw, very well.

Now, I, your father, the king of the universe,

am about to lift that basket.

Now, stand aside.

No.

No!

Get off that basket!

Never.

To keep my daddy's ears from falling off,

I will sit on this basket forever.

Say,

you are a sick boy, son.

This is serious.

I better get your mother.

I will never, ever, ever

get off this basket.

[sneezing]

Fine piece of leadership.

[Red whimpers]

-[video game sounds]-Got him. [laughs]

-[game ends]-[Doc grunts]

There you go, Sprocket.

700,400 points.

Pretty unbeatable, I should think.

[whines]

Still wanna take a crack at it, eh?

[Sprocket grunts]

As you please, Sprocket, but you can't beat me at this.

-[telephone ringing]-Oh.

[video game sounds]

Hello?

Why, hello, Ned.

It's Shimmelfinney.

-Actually, there is something new, yes.-[gagging]

-[game ends]-I just bought a home computer.

Right now, Sprocket has challenged meto a little game of the skill on it.

Oh, Zombie Attack. Oh, Zombie Attack.

You know the game?

Well, I'm surprised.

You got 800,700 points on it?

[grunts]

I don't believe you, Shimmelfinney.

-[game ends]-[whimpers]

-Yes, of course.-[game begins]

I accept the challenge.

Any more ideas, boss?

[Junior] I'm not getting offthis basket till I die.

[Boober whimpering]

How long do you suppose Gorgs live?

[Junior sneezing]

[screams]

Hey, can I be the genie for a while?

Be my guest.

[in mysterious voice] Junior!

Junior Gorg!

I'm back.

Is that you, magic genie?

It is.

Oh, your voice has changed.

[sneezing]

-[sighs]-[Gobo] You sound unwell, young Gorg.

Oh, it's just a cold.

It sounds like...

Gorgliosis.

What? Gorgliosis?

[stammering] What's Gorgli... [sneezing]

A dread disease.

But never fear.

Gorgliosis does not last long.

You will sneeze only once more.

[Junior] Then I'll be cured?

Then you'll be dead.

What?

[suppressing sneeze]

No, no! I, um... Oh!

Oh, I don't wanna sneeze!

[suppressing sneeze]

No.

I don't wanna die!

I have other plans!

[sneezing]

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

[moaning]

[groans] [groans]

This is very interesting.

[scoffs] Being deadfeels just like being alive.

[giggles]

[sighs]

[all heave]

He believed it.

Now that's leadership.

But look, hotshot leader,

we're gonna have to climb over himto get home.

-[Boober] Shh! Here comes the other one.-[gasps]

[Junior] Here comes Papa. He'll probably be upset.

Junior, why are you lying there?

Wait. A moment ago you were sick, and now you're lying...

Oh, Ma, Ma!

Oh, no. Bad news.

[cries]

[weeping] Ma!

Tsk. Poor Daddy.

Now there's no one to protect himfrom falling ears. [chuckles]

[Gobo whispering] This way.

So far, so good.

Terrific. What do we do about the Gorg?

- We just... Oh, look. - We just... Oh, look.

[Fraggles yelp]

Oh, I'd love to thump them, but of course I can't.

[sighs] You can't move when you're dead.

We've got to get him moved.

[Pa Gorg] Ma, come quick! Oh, it's terrible!

-We gotta get him moved fast.-I know.

Cootchie, cootchie, coo!

[laughing]

Cootchie, cootchie, coo.

-[laughing hysterically]-Cootchie, cootchie, coo.

[sighs]

Oh, that's the best laugh I've hadsince I dropped dead.

[sighs]

-[Red sighs]-Aw, this is getting us nowhere.

I think you two are showing no respect.

[clicks tongue]

-[Boober sighs]-Boober, he only thinks he's dead.

I know, but I have great sympathy.

The grim reaper comes to us all.

[funeral music playing]

♪ When my time to go is here ♪

♪ Call my friends to gather near ♪[sniffs]

♪ Tell the doctor and the preacher ♪ ♪ Tell the doctor and the preacher ♪

♪ That I'm failing ♪

[sighs]

Boober.

Where did you learn a funeral dirge?

I composed itin honor of my own departure.

Hey, pick up the tempo, will you?

I like a funeral dirge you can dance to.

-A funeral dirge...-You can dance to?

I think we're homeward bound.

All we have to do is... Pick up the tempo.

♪ But forget about your black ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm planning to come back ♪

♪ Play some honky-tonkin' griefAnd Dixie wailin' ♪

-[Boober yelps]-[upbeat music playing]

♪ Ah, pick me up and lay me down ♪

♪ And spread the news all over town ♪

♪ And tell them all to comeOr they'll be sorry ♪

[Boober] Slow down!

♪ Pick me up and shake me twice ♪

♪ I'm coming back from paradise ♪

♪ This poor boy is here to live in glory ♪ ♪ This poor boy is here to live in glory ♪

This should be somber and dignified.

-♪ When it's time to say goodbye ♪-[Boober sighs]

♪ All my friends will sit and cry ♪

♪ And they'll watch the coffinRockin' round and squirmin' ♪

♪ Then they'll raise a mighty shout ♪

-♪ When my bones come marching out ♪-Sit.

Sit!

♪ And I praise myselfAnd preach the final sermon ♪

Wait a minute. You're losing the sad, maudlin quality.

♪ Pick me up and lay me down ♪

♪ And spread the news all over town ♪

♪ And tell them all to comeOr they'll be sorry ♪

-♪ Pick me up and shake me twice ♪-[Ma Gorg sobbing]

Can it really be that our dear boyhas shuffled off this Gorgic coil?

I greatly fear... ♪ When the Earth begins to quake ♪

♪ From the shakin' at my wake ♪

♪ I'll be here and makin' musicLike a live one ♪

♪ Till our honky-tonkin' griefGives the angels sweet relief ♪

♪ 'Cause they know thatDixie wailin's still survivin' ♪

♪ Pick me up and lay me down ♪

♪ And spread the news all over town ♪

♪ And tell them all to comeOr they'll be sorry ♪

-[Pa Gorg] Junior, you're alive!-[singing continues]

-It's a miracle.-[Pa Gorg laughs]

♪ This poor boy is here to live in glory ♪

♪ Pick me up and lay me down ♪

♪ And spread the news all over town ♪

♪ And tell them all to comeOr they'll be sorry ♪

[both] Nice going, boss.

-♪ I'm coming back from paradise ♪-[taunts]

♪ This poor boy is here to live in glory ♪

♪ This poor boy is here to live in glory ♪

[Boober yelps]

And never darken my door again, Shimmelfinney!

How dare he come over here

and win 1,600,000 pointson our Zombie Attack game?

[sighs]

-Oh, you're right, Sprocket.-[grunts]

Let's stop trying to beat each otheron these dumb computer games.

Let's try something interesting instead.

Let's work on someBoolean algebra problem,

or fix up a budget or an inventory

or play Galaxy Pirates.

-"You and your copilot...-[whines questioningly]

can try to outrun the Venusian warthogs."

-[exclaims]-We can play this together, Sprocket.

-Right?-[barks]

[upbeat music playing]

[scatting]

♪ 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 ♪-[Red] Whoopee!

♪ Let the music play ♪

♪ Down at Fraggle Rock ♪ ♪ Down at Fraggle Rock ♪

♪ Down at Fraggle Rock ♪

♪ Down at Fraggle Rock ♪