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.

Yes.

I put it out the window myself. Don't worry.

See you later.

Imagine a grown-up woman like Ms. Ardath

being afraid of spiders.

It was only about this big.

The way she was talking about it, you'd have thought it was this big.

Poor little spider.

He got trapped in the bathtubin number seven.

You know what I did?

Well, imagine there's a little spiderhere, Sprockie, you see,

I coaxed him very gentlyinto my hand like...

Sprocket.

It's bad luck to kill a spider,

and not just for the spider.

Besides, anyway, every living thing has a right to live.

Sprocket, don't tell me that you,

a reasonably rational, well-behaved dog,

are afraid of spiders.

That's ridiculous.

But don't worry. I know just what to do.

You know something, Wembley?

-What?-I believe today's the perfect day

for an adventure.

-It is?-Yeah.

Can't you feel itin your little green bones?

Well, even if I could, I don't know if I'd believe it.

What do my bones know?

-Wembley, you know what's wrong with you?-What?

You don't believe in what you believe.

I...

Wembley, it's all up here.

Here?

Well, what about my little green bones?

-Oh, no.-Boy, oh boy, oh boy.

I tell you, dreamcake,

'tis all up here.

No, 'tis not.

'Tis all down there in the basement.

Let us not argue, honeybunch.

The basement does not need to be cleaned.

You only think it does.

I'm not arguing, sweetiekins.

I'm telling you to clean out the basement.

But sugarpuff, it really... Don't argue.

Hey, Ma, Pa, come see what I caught. Hey, Ma, Pa, come see what I caught.

What is it, Junior?

Can I keep him as a pet? Can I, Ma?

Can I? Can I? Please? Can I?

No.

"No"?

But, Ma, why not?

Because I said so.

No pets.

Not now, not ever.

I want you and your fatherto clean it out.

I mean right now.

No way I'm spending the dayin that basement, and that's final.

Now, get in here,

and tell your father to come outfrom behind the tool shed.

Yes, Ma.

Come on, Wembley. The coast is clear.

Red, do you really thinkthere's an adventure out here?

Sure, Wembley.

It's what I've been telling you.

If you really believethere's an adventure somewhere,

just waiting for you,

then I believe you're gonna find it.

Hello.

Look at that.

So nice of you to stop by.

Hello.

See? What did I tell you?

Well, is this an adventure?

I am whatever you believe I am. I am whatever you believe I am.

It's all up there.

Now you see me

Now you don't Where'd he go?

Now I think I'll be me

Now I won't

You only seeWhat you seem to believe to be me

You hear that, Wembley?

Well...

Making believe that the dreamln your head could be me

I don't get it.

But it's only you That you see He sounds like me.

But it's only you That you see

Me too. Wembley, do you believe those pigtails?

Yeah. I mean, no. I mean... Now I'm hiding

Now I'm not

Now I'm sliding away

Now you're caught

You only seeWhat you seem to believe to be me

Making believe that the dreamln your head could be me

But it's only you That you see

But it's only you That you see

-Oh, my gosh. This is fantastic.-Yeah.

Wembley and I believeyou have red pigtails all the time.

-Don't we, Wembley?-Well, yeah...

Well, no. Well, I mean, I...

Well, which is it, pigtails or not?

Well...

Come on, hurry. Indecision is so tough on my system.

Tell me about it.

Wembley, if we believe pigtails, we'll get pigtails.

Well, in that case, sure.

Thank you very much.

What did I tell you, Wembley?

It's all up here.

Say, these are nice.

Anything else about me I ought to know?

Sure.

You're nice and you're fuzzly,

and your name is Skenfrith.

Right, Wembley?

Right. Skenfrith? Right. Skenfrith?

And you love to swimmore than anything else in the world.

-Right, Wembley?-Right.

I love to swim. I love to swim.

Quick, where do I swim?

There's a big, beautiful pondin Fraggle Rock

with lots and lots of fantastic water.

Lead me to it.

Oh, boy, Wembley. Let's take him home to Fraggle Rock.

He can be our pet.

You mean, like the pets Uncle Matt sawthe other day in Outer Space? He...

Wembley, you sure knowhow to wreck a good adventure.

What did Uncle Matt say?

Oh, yeah. He said... Dear Nephew Gobo,

the other day, I found a group of Silly Creatures

who keep their nice fuzzy petstied to their heads.

Can you imagine?

Why do you do it?

I asked.

Why do you wear your fuzzy peton your head?

And do you know, the Silly Creature refused to answer.

Perhaps his pet was asleep.

When the Silly Creature went for a walk,

he was extremely careful not to disturbhis little pet fuzzy thing.

I found the whole thing very touching,

or silly.

In any case, it was strange.

And you can believe it or not.

Love, your Uncle Travelling Matt.

Wasn't that great?

Yes, I believe I found thatvery interesting.

-I believe you found it very boring.-Well...

Yes. Couldn't have been worse.

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

Gorgs! Quick, hide.

Quiet, will ya?

Now that Ma's not looking,

I'm gonna get my pet, and hide him in my bedroom, and then...

Junior.

Get back in here and bring your father.

I need him to pry open the basement door.

It's been nailed shut. It's been nailed shut.

Hey, Daddy.

I don't know why she wants usto clean out the basement.

There's nothing down there except water.

Water?

Water?

Lots and lots of water.

Why do you think I nailed the door shut, in the first place?

Lots and lots of water?

I could go swimming.

No, no, Skenfrith.

Not that way. Don't go in there.

That's where the Gorgs live!

Pull, Junior.

-Come on.-Pull.

Do you see Skenfrith?

Yeah, there he is, over there.

What Gorgic nincompoopnailed up this door, in the first place?

Probably one of your ancestors, dear.

But, Daddy, I thought you said you...

-What?-I said pull, Junior.

Oh, yeah.

Pull.

I knew it.

Enough waterto sink a Paloonian battleship.

Water? Let me at it.

No, Skenfrith, come back!

So let's just nail up the door againand forget it.

-Yeah.-Verily, we should not.

There could be something disgustingdown there.

There's nothing disgustingdown there, sugarlips.

Why, it's just your imagination.

So let's just close up the door...

Hey, Ma,

I think there's something disgustingdown there.

Oh, no.

I do believe there's a...

a monster in the basement.

Wembley, if the Gorgs believeSkenfrith is a monster,

then he'll turn into...

A monster!

There, now.

You live with these for a while,

and before long, you'll findyou're not scared of spiders at all.

It's all up here, Sprocket. It's all up here, Sprocket.

There. That's not so bad, is it?

Sprocket, stop.

Think of the spider as a friend.

Well, for one thing,

spiders eat all sorts of bugs, like...

Well, like this beetle.

Oh, no.

You're not afraid of beetles too?

I can see I have my workcut out for me.

You have your work cut out for you.

There is a horrible monsterliving in our basement,

and you are going to get it out of there.

That's right, Junior.

-You are going to get it out of there.-Me?

We've gotta get Skenfrith out of there.

What about the monster?

There is no monster, Wembley. It's Skenfrith.

Skenfrith's not a monster.

He's a nice little fuzzly guywith pigtails, remember?

But I wanna know about that monster.

Come on.

He's a horrible giant fiendwith three big googly eyes.

He's a horrible giant fiendwith three big googly eyes.

Three big googly eyes?

Are you sure he doesn't havefour big googly eyes?

Of course I'm sure.

I'm a mother, aren't I?

Mothers know these things.

It's got three googly eyes, and...

fangs.

Oh, no. Don't tell me I'm a monster.

I can't stand googly eyes and fangs.

I hate being a monster!

Red, did you hear that?

Yeah. It sounded like a monster.

-This is getting serious.-Yeah.

We've got to find Skenfrithand believe him back into being Skenfrith.

Red, what about the monster?

See? I know three googly eyeswhen I hear them.

See? I know three googly eyeswhen I hear them.

What are we going to do?

How about we just nail up the doorand forget about it?

-Yeah.-Not on your life.

Yes.

Well, never fear, my queen.

Junior and I will defend our homestead.

-Right.-Mostly Junior.

But, Daddy, maybe I should check on my pet before I...

Now, Junior, I got a brilliant idea.

This monster is a Gorg-eater for sure.

So why don't you stand hereand be the bait?

And when the monster lunges to devour you,

I, the king of the universe, will clobber it over the head with this.

Oh, gee, I don't know.

Go on, boy. Look appetizing.

Hello.

Monster.

Pa, I don't think that monster likes me.

This is too much.

What's the matter, monster?

Isn't my son good enough for you?

Red, we can't go in there.

But, Wembley, Skenfrith needs us.

You're right. The monster might eat him up.

Then again, the monstermight eat us up, too, and...

- Wembley, there is no monster.-Well... - Let's go.-But...

Then what just roared?

Come on.

This is a very clever monster, this.

And I'll tell you why.

It's because it has two heads.

Two heads?

Two heads?

Well, there's only one last thing to do.

Junior must go down into the murk

and capture the monster with this net.

I don't know if I should... No!

No son of mineis going to risk his life so foolishly.

You go.

But, queen of mine,

you know murk is bad for my circulation.

That's true.

Well, since you two royal poopnoddies

are so frightened of a little monster,

I assume this means that I,

your delicate wife, mother, and queen,

will just have to go in there myself.

Guess so, Ma.

Yeah, of course you must, my dear.

Have you ever known meto stand in your way?

Red, stop, we can't go in there.

What about the monster?

For the last time, Wembley, Skenfrith is not a monster.

You've gotta keep believing that.

Who said anything about Skenfrith?

It's the big two-headed, googly-eyed monster with fangs

that I'm worried about. And I'm not gonna... Get in here.

-Skenfrith.-Fraggles.

I'll get you all.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Junior?

Junior, open this door this instant!

I can't, Ma. It's stuck.

It's stuck?

Oh, no.

That means I'm locked in herewith the monster.

Hey, Red, we're locked in herewith a Gorg and a monster.

Okay, Wembley, I'll give you the Gorg,

but there is no monster.

-But... We've gotta keep believing that.

Okay, Red. If you say so...

Hey, Skenfrith.

Boy, look at you.

No wonder everyone believesyou're a monster.

But you can't fool me. I see your pigtails.

Hey, Red, look it's...

Red. Red.

A monster!

Red.

If we have lots and lots of bugs

and spiders around, Sprocket,

then you'd just naturallyget over your fear.

You can't be scared of thingsyou see all the time, now, can you?

You need to be surroundedby bugs and spiders, Sprocket.

Now, are we doing everything we canto help you?

Oh, no, we're not.

Constant exposure, that's the key to my cure.

Now, you see me all the time, right?

And obviously you're not scared of me?

Right?

Right. Well, look what I've made.

Now, Sprocket,

that can't possibly scare you, now, can it?

I can see this cure is gonna takelonger than I thought.

Daddy, you think Mommy will be all right?

Let me out!

Well, at least we know she's still alive.

Yeah. Don't worry, Mommy. Yeah. Don't worry, Mommy.

You're not alone with the monster.

There are two Fraggles in thereto help you.

Fraggles?

How revolting.

Get away. Get away, Fraggles!

Red, we gotta get away from the Gorg.

Wembley, let me remind youof one minor problem.

There's a monster out here.

Skenfrith's not a monster.

I know that, Wembley,

but I found the two heads very convincing.

Yeah, and the fangs are great.

You know, isn't it amazing?

I never would've believed it. But all this believing stuff really works.

Wembley, aren't you scared?

Of Skenfrith?

No.

He's only a monsterbecause the Gorg and you believe he is.

You know something, Wembley?

-You're absolutely right.-Yeah.

There's not a monster out here.

It's only our old friend Skenfrith.

-Yeah.-Yeah.

Row. Row!

Let me out of here! Let me out!

-Row. Row.-No, Red. Red, no.

Hey, Skenfrith.

So sorry about all this.

Yeah, well... Yeah, well, I can see your point, sure...

Yeah. Fangs would be very uncomfortable.

Right. Well, I'll see what I can do.

-What?-Red.

Red, Skenfrith needs our help.

You see, we gotta believehe's not a monster.

No, Red. Red, really.

He hates being a monster.

Only we can help.

Okay.

-I'll try.-Okay.

Now all I have to do is convince the Gorg.

What am I saying?

It's no use.

Well, just because I'm locked in here forever

with a monster and some Fraggles

is no reason to get unnecessarily upset.

I'm glad you feel that way

because I think you ought to knowthat there is no monster in here.

Because I think you ought to knowthat there is no monster in here.

Right, Red?

Fraggle!

No monster?

No monster?

No monster.

Well, if you ignore the two headsand the googly eyes and the fangs...

Really, Madam Gorg,

if you take a closer lookyou'll see Skenfrith is not a monster.

Come on, Skenfrith, show her.

Don't you like his pigtails?

A monster with pigtails!

Look what you've done.

It's all your fault he's a monster, you monster.

Who are you calling a monster?

You!

But I'm not a monster.

That is a monster.

Would you stop saying that?

It's only a monsterbecause you believe he is.

Right, Red?

Sure. Sure.

We believe he's a fuzzly creaturenamed Skenfrith.

-Don't we, Wembley?-You said it.

But how could you?

Just look at those fangs.

What fangs?

We do not believe there are any fangs.

Look at that.

But I thought...

Say, didn't you used to have fangs,

or is it just my imagination?

Look, Wembley. No fangs.

-Yeah. Now for the two heads.-Yeah.

Skenfrith doesn't really have two heads, does he, Red?

No way.

I see only one head.

How could I have been so sure he had two?

I've been under a lot of stress.

You've been under a lot of stress? Tell me about it.

Don't worry. It was an easy mistake to make.

Now that I look at you,

I don't believeyou're a monster after all. I don't believeyou're a monster after all.

Just think, all that fuss over nothing.

-We did it, Red. We did it.-Yeah.

Yeah, you did it, Red. You did it. Yeah.

Actually, Wembley, you did it.

-Me? What... Way to go, Wembley.

Well, I guess it was up here all the time.

That it was.

Of course it was.

And I'm glad you finally realized it.

-Yeah, but... What a cute little creature.

How could I have ever believedyou were a monster?

Yeah.

Why, there's absolutely nothingto be afraid of.

No.

Except Fraggles!

Look out!

Fraggles!

We're free.

Wembley, wait. What about Skenfrith?

Really.

This basement is infested with Fraggles.

But look what I found.

Look. My pet.

Imagine you and your father

believing this poor little thingwas a monster.

Yeah.

Where is the king?

Hi-ho, my dear.

Glad to see you looking... so well.

I am going to keep this cute fuzzly thing as a pet.

Oh, boy.

Wembley, the Gorgs are keeping Skenfrith.

What are we gonna do?

Well, Red, if we believe he'll be all right,

then he'll be all right. Right?

It's all up there.

Right.

He's gonna be all right.

Boy, that was some adventure, huh?

You better believe it.

Okay, Sprocket,

by now, you should not be scaredof any of these wonderful creatures.

By now, you should not be scaredof any of these wonderful creatures.

I'll now test you to seeif my surefire cure is successful.

Now, does that bug scare you?

Good boy.

Well, how about this one?

Well done, Sprockie.

Now here comes the killer.

Good boy, Sprocket.

How does it feel to be cured?

Hello.

Hello, Betty.

I mean, Ms. Ardath.

What's that?

There's a bat in the attic?

A real live one?

And you want me to get rid of it?

Oh, no. I don't mind bats.

Yes, I'll be right there.

Sprocket, what am I going to do?

I hate bats.

They give me the creeps.

You're right.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

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