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.

What's the matter, Sprocket?

It's 4:00. That's right. It's time for you to fetch the newspaper.

Poor old Sprocket.

Every day the same old thing, but no more.

No dog of mineshould have to fetch the newspaper

every day at 4:00.

Look.

It's my new invention, Sprocket.

It's my all-new newspaper-retriever.

It's my clockwork and electronicsteam-driven dog.

-What's that?-Who cares, Wembley?

I have my lucky bottle cap, so I fear nothing.

Wow, that star looks magic.

Just like the magic wordson the other side.

"No deposit, no return."

Where did you get that?

The Trash Heap gave it to meso I could do brave deeds and heroic acts.

-Like what?-Like, name it, Wembley, and I'll do it.

Could you go in front of everyoneand do your part in Mokey's play?

Certainly.

Could you explore the unknown tunnelspast the Great Barrens?

Absolutely.

Hey, could you go into Outer Space?

Yeah, man.

"No deposit, no return."

-Does that really help?-Of course.

Here I go.

Wait a minute. No, Boober.

But you have to have faithin these things.

But there are monsters out there.

I call him the Rocket Sprocket.

You know why? Watch.

He'll fetch that paper for you, boy,

faster than you've everthought of fetching.

Faster than you've everthought of fetching.

Three seconds, Sprocket. That's a new record.

I think you'll last aboutthree seconds out there, Boober.

You've got to have faith, Wembley. You don't believe in magic, do you?

I believe you'll be killed, Boober.

No, you'll be flattened and mangled. You'll be chewed up.

You see, Sprocket? He brought the newspaper.

Look at that.

Of course, it's all mangled and chewed up.

Ah, well.

Don't worry, Sprocket. It's his bumper cables.

I can fix it.

I'll have this fixed in no time.

I promise you, Sprocket, you'll neverhave to fetch the paper again.

That's right, Sprocket.Relax. Enjoy yourself.

Relax, Wembley, let go.

Oh, no. My lucky bottle cap.

It's at the bottomof that bottomless chasm.

I'm sorry, Boober.

Now what am I gonna do?

I'm gonna go backto what I used to be.

A spineless coward.

Please don't be angry.

I'm not angry, Wembley.

Disappointed, perhaps.

Distressed. Distraught.

But it's because I was worried about you. I thought you'd be killed.

I don't have to listento your feeble excuses, Wembley.

Sorry, Boober.

Goin' down the road Sun don't shine

No one in the worldls a friend of mine

Looks like troubleSo it's lookin' real fine Get blue

Will you be quiet?

Goin' down the road Sing a little song

People say they're happy But people are wrong

Trouble's gonna get usAnd it won't be long Get blue

Goin' down the road The sun don't even shine

No one in the worldls a friend of mine

Looks like troubleSo it's lookin' real fine Get blue

Doo-ba-doo yourself.

Here we are, Marjory.

Yeah, we brung you your latest treasures.

Yeah, all the newly discarded trash.

-We got a well-used banana peel.-It's hardly black yet.

-And we found this lampshade.-Yeah.

Put it on.

Is it me, boys?

It's you, Marjory. It's you, Marjory.

And we found this blanket.

Yeah.

That is not trash. It's brand new.

But somebody threw it out.

-Do I know trash when I see it?-You know everything, Marjory.

Well, get rid of it. Leave it with the garbage.

But this is the garbage.

-Take it down to the dump.-But we are the dump.

Am I the Trash Heap or a gift shop?

-Gifts.-That's it. We'll give it away.

But who to?

Excuse me, Madam Trash Heap.

Looky, looky.

Things have turned out badly. As I knew they would.

Well, just the little Fragglewe wanna see.

Don't worry, little Fraggle.

But I've lost my lucky bottle cap.

Well, let this be your lucky blanket.

Did you say "lucky"?

Compared to this blanket, thatlucky bottle cap was the kiss of death.

Yeah, you know what happenedto the last person who owned this blanket?

After he inheritedthe ice cream factory...

-And found a pony...-And met the president...

The president of what?

He said, "I owe it all to this blanket."

Yeah.

Well, then, why did he throw it out?

Well, maybe... I suppose...

How should I know? Maybe someone gave him a lucky bobsled.

Really?

Yes, maybe he wanted to share, little Fraggle.

Sometimes that happenswhen you have everything you want.

-Sure.-It makes you a better person.

I think I feel better already. Thank you.

The Trash Heap has spoken.

Goin' down the road See the sun shine

No one in the worldls a friend of mine

Looks like troubleSo it's lookin' real fine Get blue

Props! Props over here. Yes.

Now, Act 4, Scene 2. Now, Act 4, Scene 2.

Trouble's gonna get usAnd it won't be long Get blue

-Okay. Okay, everybody.-Thank you. Thank you.

Dress rehearsal in three minutes.

-Yes.-Thank you.

Boober. Boober, does this meanyou can be in our play?

With this, I can do anything.

Wonderful. Could youget into your costume over here?

We wanna start in 2 minutes.

-Hey, Mokey!-Yes?

You gave me somebody else's linesfor this scene.

Let's see.

You say, "I know my princewill come and rescue me."

Who needs a prince?

I can rescue me.

And then you say,

"Hark! I think I hear the hoofbeatsof his fiery charger."

Good grief.

I'm gonna play a fiery charger.

Hey, that sounds great, Boober.

Thank you. I owe it all to my lucky blanket.

Boober, that's... that's Gobo's costume. Boober, that's... that's Gobo's costume.

-I beg your pardon?-Yes...

you see, you are the back half.

What?

Please don't be angry, Boober.

Angry? I'm not angry.

-Dismayed, perhaps. Disappointed.-Boober!

I don't want to be the back halfof a fiery charger.

Why not? All you have to do is bend over.

Terrific. I don't wanna bend over.

Boober, where did you getthis beautiful blanket?

Now, the Trash Heap gave that to meso I could be in our play.

-For our play?-No, for me.

Boober, thank you.

It will make a beautiful costume for Red.

Now, wait a minute...

And you'll get a credit in the program.

But... But Mokey!

-Boober, I'm sorry.-It's all right, Wembley.

I hope you're not angry.

Why should I be angry? Dismayed, perhaps. Dizzy.

I just finished painting the trelliswith all this stuff, and...

I just finished painting the trelliswith all this stuff, and...

But I don't have to be rescued, Mokey.

There.

Hey, I can climb on this trellis.

Yes.

My blanket.

Better yet, I'll swing on this vine.

Poor Red.

I don't care about Red.

Hey, why don't we call itThe Tale of the Triumphant Princess?

You call that triumphant? I call it paint-stained.

Boober, please don't be angry.

-I'm not angry.-Good.

I am furious!

Look at that, Sprocket. Isn't that cute?

Can you do that?

And when we've fixed this problemwith the newspaper...

You see, he always chews right throughto the crossword puzzle.

And I love to do the crossword. And I love to do the crossword.

But don't worry.

I'll straighten it out. And everything will be like it was before.

Well, except you won't have tofetch the paper.

I'm sorry, Boober. I didn't know the paint was there.

They planned this, Gobo.

I'm sorry too, Boober. I had no ideaRed was gonna jump on the trellis.

-They mock me. They despoil my

blanket.-Boober, they're trying to apologize.

-I don't care.-Hey, Boober!

My blanket has paint on it.

You're the one who likes laundry. Why don't you just wash the blanket?

That is not the point.

The point is that... that... you've been disrespectful to my blanket.

And I will never forgive you.

Oh, boy. You're being much too serious.

And why not? It is serious.

All you can do is stand aroundwith your mouths open.

And Wembley says he's sorry, Red laughs about it,

Gobo says, "Let's all be friends.

I'll read you my postcardfrom my Uncle Travelling Matt."

I've got it right here in my pocket. I've got it right here in my pocket.

Go away!

It says, "Dear Nephew Gobo,

Sometimes it's impossibleto get rid of something you don't want."

Sometimes it's impossibleto keep something you do want.

"For instance, the other day, I observed a Silly Creature

throwing away a curved stick."

Not very remarkable in itself, but the sticks proved to be magic.

It came back.

How strange.

The Silly Creature tried to throw it awayagain and again and again,

but with no success.

The Silly Creature was obviously sad, so I decided to help.

I think I'll help.

Fortunately, Gobo, I am an expert in such matters

and can get rid of any stick, even a magic one.

Love, your Uncle Travelling Ma...

Just remember this lesson, Nephew. Just remember this lesson, Nephew.

"It is often painfulto part with magic objects.

Your friend, Travelling Matt."

That was a good one, Gobo.

A lesson for us all. Right, Boober?

Yeah, Uncle Matt's cardsalways seem to help, don't they, Boober?

-Well, maybe he's asleep.-Maybe he's sulking.

Quiet, Red.

That's what you call it, Boober, right? You're sulking.

I guess we'll have to tryto talk out our differences.

I'll kill him!

You won't have to, Red. I've booked the Hall of Justice.

Did you say the Hall of Justice?

Oh, boy, we're goingto the Hall of Justice.

Goody, goody. I love the Hall of Justice!

Yes. I like the ceremonial pie-throw.

-I like the speeches.-What speeches?

As a matter of fact,

I'm preparing a short speechto explain my case. Let's go.

But don't we have to saythe oath first? But don't we have to saythe oath first?

Yeah, everybody, we get to say the oath.

- I swear...-I swear... - to be fair.- ...to be fair.

Now solemnly repeat after me.

- "Now solemnly repeat after me." - No, no, Wembley.

Not that part. You're not supposed to say...

-I swear-I swear -To be fair-To be fair

And treat everybody as if they were me -I vow-I vow

-Right now-Right now

To never do bad thingsOr act selfishly

Well, I swear to be cheerful I swear to be true

I swear to be faithful In all that I do

-I swear-I swear -To be fair-To be fair

And treat everybody like me Like only a Fraggle can be

Now, everyone, sing it with me.

I swear to be fair Yes, sir.

And treat everybody as if they were me And treat everybody as if they were me

I vow Right now

To never do bad thingsOr act selfishly

Well, I swear to be cheerful I swear to be true

I swear to be faithfulln all that I do I swear

To be fair

And treat everybody like me Like only a Fraggle can be

Faithful and loving and true Like only a Fraggle can do

And that's what I promise to you

Finito.

-Is the jury ready?-Yeah.

Wait. I'm still working on my speech.

Well, I think we should keepBoober's blanket on the table,

since it's evidence.

Hey, Boober, would you likesome blueberry juice?

What? You want to drink juicein the sacred Hall of Justice?

The meeting in the Hall of Justicewill now come to order.

The meeting in the Hall of Justicewill now come to order.

Hey, I'd like to ordersome blueberry juice.

According to the rule book, you don't have the floor, Red.

I don't want the floor. I want the blueberry juice.

The chair will recognize Boober Fraggle.

Of course you recognize him. He's Boober.

That's what it says I say in this book.

And how comeyou get to be the chair, anyway?

If you're going to be the chair, I'm gonna be the chest of drawers.

I'm going to table your suggestion, Red.

Give me back the gavel.

This frivolity will endwhen you hear my speech.

And Wembley can be the sofa. Yes, yes, yes.

Give that back.

And Mokey can be the chandelier.

The chest of drawers recognizes the chair.

You're out of order, Red.

The chest of drawerswill shelve the chair's suggestion.

Boober, you're the shelf.

Watch out.

Why not let Boober be the doormat?

You could walk all over Boober.

You could spill blueberry juiceon his blanket.

Look at it this way, Boober. It covers the paint.

You could... You could...

You could forgive and forget and party.

Now, just a minute!

As I say in my speech on Page 62...

Where is it?

What a mess.

Wembley! My speech.

Wembley, what does it say on Page 62?

I think it says "blufenstemmers."

Very funny, Wembley. Very funny, Wembley.

-Even you think it's a joke.-Me?

Yes, you joke about everythingl care about.

You've made justice a joke.

I'm sorry, Boober, but...

Well, I've had enoughof your so-called humor.

-I'm getting out of here.-But, Boober...

-Boober, no.-No, I'm leaving. Stop it.

Wait. Where do you think you're going?

-Well, I don't know.-Don't be silly.

Well, I'm going anyway.

And I'll go as far as I have toto find Fraggles who play fair,

who love justice and laundry.

Boober, wait.

Who cares what he does.

Well, we care.

Don't we?

Do you really thinkthe Trash Heap can help us, Mokey?

Yes, Red.

Why, the Trash Heap knows everything.

I know the answer to seven across.

Seven across.

"An 11-letter wordmeaning 'life of the party.'"

-Maxmillian, my uncle.-Excuse me.

Pardon me, Your Trashiness. Pardon me, Your Trashiness.

Red Fraggle and Ihave come to consult you.

Maxmillian? That's a proper name, Marjory.

We've damaged a friend's magic blanket.

And that's not how you spell Maxmillian.

That's the way Uncle Max spelled it.

With a "Q"?

Your Trashiness, about our problem... The "Q" is silent.

-I beg your pardon?-Tell him the "Q" is silent.

The Trash Heap has spoken.

Red, the Trash Heap has spoken.

But all she said was, "The 'Q' is silent."

Well... maybe those are magic words.

Magic? You don't need magicto clean a blanket.

You need soap, water, a little bleach, a cold-water rinse.

The Trash Heap has spoken.

Wisdom is ours.

They'll be sorry.

I don't need them. I don't need anybody.

Boober. Boober.

I'm going away and live by myself.

And then I'll have my own Hall of Justiceand my own parties.

Boober, please stop.

Wembley, what are you doing here? You go back.

No. Now you come with me. We're sorry. Won't you forgive us?

I'm not gonna forgive you. And I'm not going back with you.

Look, what good is wrecking everything? Just cut it out, okay?

Wembley, I don't care. Now, get out of my way.

Wembley! Wembley! It's not true. I do care.

What have I done?

Wembley, speak to me. Speak.

All this fuss about a little blanket.

Well, I guess Boober doesn't thinkit's just a little blanket, Red.

I guess he will now.

It shrank. It shrank.

Well... something went wrong.

Well, who knows about laundryexcept Boober?

Now what's he gonna say?

Help!

Help!

It's Boober.

-Wembley's hurt.-Wembley!

Give him air.

What's wrong with him, Boober?

It's my fault.

I knocked overall the Doozer constructions.

I knocked Wembley out. I'm sorry.

Poor Wembley.

Yeah. I'll go get him a moss pack.

Yes, I'll go get him a blanket.

I'll put this little wet ragon his forehead.

I feel responsible too, Boober.

No, it's my fault.

But I was the one who got the painton the blanket in the first place.

-No, Red.-No, Red.

The paint doesn't matter.

But I was the one who kept making jokesin the Hall of Justice.

-No, Red.-No, Red.

-It was my fault.-No, it was my fault.

It was my fault. I was the one who made you angry.

But I was the one who got angry.-Now, wait a minute, Boober.

But I was the one who got angry.-Now, wait a minute, Boober.

I was the one who lost the magicbottle cap and painted the trellis...

-Wembley!-Wembley! You're all right.

Well, I'm fine, Boober. Thanks to the wet blanket.

My blanket?

I'm sorry, Boober. I shrunk it when I tried to clean it.

-Well, I don't care about my blanket.-You don't?

I care about Wembley.

-Really?-Yes, really.

-Wembley.-Wembley, you're okay.

Yeah, I'm fine.

And not only that, Boober doesn't needhis magic blanket anymore.

Goodness, it looks more likea magic washcloth.

I'll bet you washed it in hot water, didn't you?

I can show you Fragglesa great trick with table salt and borax.

Takes out any stain.

Now gather around the tub. This is really exciting.

-This is no good with silk... Well, looks like the old Boober's back.

Yeah.

Well, I think I've done it, Sprocket.

No rips, no wrinkles.

He did the crossword puzzle.

And he did it in ink.

You know how I love to dothe crossword puzzle, Sprocket.

I'm sorry, Sprocket.

But this is one labor-saving devicethat hasn't worked out.

Hope you don't mind.

That's my dog. That's my Sprocket. That's my dog. That's my Sprocket.

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