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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