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.

This is the last of them.

I'm sorry to wake you, Sprocket.

Don't be startled. Don't be startled. These are just garden gnomes.

Well, they're solid concrete.

They're from Ms. Ardath's gardenat the back of the Captain's Inn.

She wants me to repaint them.

I'll do it. But don't expect meto be cheerful about it.

I am thoroughly disgruntled.

In fact, I've rarely been less gruntled.

And do you know why?

Because I hate garden gnomes.

Have you ever seen anything cuter?

Listen, Gobo,

are you sure your screwball uncleis really due home for a visit?

Are you sure your screwball uncleis really due home for a visit?

We've been waiting forever.

Red, how many times do I have to tell you?

The postcard says,

"These last weeks in Outer Spacehave been a triumph for me.

I think I deserve a few daysaround the fireside back at Fraggle Rock."

-I sure wish he'd get here.-Me too.

My cabbage cake is starting to mold.

How can you tell? Your cabbage cake is always green,

and it always smells like that.

Red, you have no taste.

This icing has been specially agedin small oaken casks.

Come on, come on. It doesn't matter. Uncle Matt's gonna be here soon.

Yeah!

I swear, these things get heavierevery time I lift 'em.

I wish dogs were good at lifting. I could use some help.

Sprocket! Sprock...

I bet he's sneaked out.

You mean, I'm alone with this job?

Almost home.

I'm all right. I'm all right. Yes.

What a magical timethis last exploration has been.

All the discoveries, all the daring deeds, and...

Oh, dear.

Well, it's always good to come homefor a few days

and let my little Nephew Gobofawn over me.

Time's a-wasting.

These things are heavy enoughto be boat anchors.

Say, that's a good use for them, come to think of it.

There's another one over there.

Travelling Matt here. Pleased to meet you.

Say, I love that spiffy hat.

Have you seen this gentleman's hat?

You have one too.

At least the lifting's over. Now to get to the painting.

First, the primer coatto get rid of the old color.

First, the primer coatto get rid of the old color.

I don't believe what he's doing.

He is erasing that little man's face.

-Well, he is not going to erase my face.-Hi, Ned. I'd love...

I don't know, Gobo.

Maybe your uncle changed his mindand isn't coming for a visit.

My Uncle Matt never changes his mind, 'cause he's always right.

He never changes his mindbecause he doesn't have one.

He probably got frightenedby a passing Doozer and ran away.

Red Fraggle, you take that back.

Why, in all the history of the rock,

there's never been anyonebraver or more fearless...

-Yes!-Help, help, help!

Help! Help, help, please!

They're trying to erase my face.

There he is, old "brave and fearless."

Please don't let them get me. Please don't let them erase my face.

We wouldn't dream of erasing a face, would we?

I don't even like to wash mine.

-Nobody here but us Fraggles, Uncle Matt.-Yeah.

Gobo! Look who's here.

Well, it's good to be backin the rock, nephew.

I guess you had a little scare there, huh, Uncle Matt?

Scare? Certainly not.

Why, this whole trip has been a triumph.

All the discoveries. All the daring deeds.

Daring deeds?

Like hiding under the tableand whimpering?

Well...

actually, it's... it's quite interesting under there.

Interesting!

-Yeah.-Uncle Matt, please.

Interesting.

This is terrible.

Gobo probably thinksl'm a lily-livered, yellow-bellied coward.

I've disgraced myselfin front of everyone.

Of course, maybe it's not that bad.

My little outburst only lastedfor a moment.

Why, they hardly had time to notice it.

And with a reputation like mine,

why, more than likelythey have all forgotten about it by now.

Good morning, Gobo's Uncle Matt.

Hidden under any good tablecloths lately?

Tablecloths!

You are referring, I assume, to my little joke.

-It was a joke, huh?-Yes. Yes, yes.

I thought it was quite droll.

Me, a fearless explorer,

pretending to be frightenedby a little old face-eraser?

Gobo, your uncle is too much. He really is.

Come on, Uncle Matt.

Everyone knows.

Everyone knows what, my little laddie?

Everyone knows you were terrified.

And don't call me "little laddie"!

Well, I guessyou just don't have a sense of humor.

All I'm saying isthat you should tell the truth.

-But I always tell the truth.-Then admit you were scared.

I was never scared!

Being a liar is worse than being a coward.

Did you call me a liar?

I demand an apology.

-You demand an apology?-Yes.

I demand an apology!

I hate it when he yells at me.

Well, that's the easy part finished.

Sprocket, where are you?

We've got to put facesback on these little garden gnomes.

We've got to put facesback on these little garden gnomes.

Sprocket! You promised meyou'd act as painter's assistant.

Little canine-type shenanigans, I see.

Very droll, Sprocket.

Sprocket, you're quite right.

If we're going to get through this job, let's try and have a little fun with it.

All right, Leonardo! Let's get down to some serious painting.

Thank you. Good. We'll start with the faces.

Sprocket, hand mea can of flesh-tone paint.

Flesh-tone, Sprocket.

Give me a canof flesh-tone paint, Sprocket.

Hurry up, Sprocket.

Thank you.

Oh, Sprocket. This paint is purple.

How could you be so addlepated as to... How could you be so addlepated as to...

I forgot.

Dogs are color-blind, aren't they?

I apologize.

Anyway, don't give it a second thought.

After all, who knowswhat color a gnome is?

A gnome could be white, black, yellow, brown.

Looks like this gnome is gonna be purple.

I guess it smells like purple too.

This is fun, Sprockie.

-Hi, Gobo.-Hello, Wembley.

Have you made upwith your Uncle Matt yet?

-I have not!-Gobo, he'll hear you.

Well, I don't care. He owes me an apology!

I refuse, absolutely, to ever apologize!

Well, sounds like he's about readyto apologize, Gobo.

Well, sounds like he's about readyto apologize, Gobo.

I'm leaving.

You must be off to go exploring.

I bet you'd loveto have Gobo go with you, right?

I want to go alone.

-He'd love to have you go, Gobo.-I would not.

-But... I won't go.

-But... Goodbye.

Gobo's Uncle Matt!

Outer Space is the other way.

I know that.

Yeah, he's afraid of the face-eraserin Outer Space, Wembley.

-But... I am not!

-He isn't.-I just feel like...

-seeing the... the Outer Barrens again.-Yeah. Yeah.

That's all. And now I'm leaving.

But you can't...

Well, he's gone.

Only maybe, Wembley. Only maybe.

I hate it when we yell at each other.

I don't understand him

I gave my heart away

But he bothers me all day

And he hates what I say And he turns my hair gray

And he acts like I don't know the way

My heart's in my hand And I'm here to command

But I don't understand him at all

Boy, he makes me so mad.

I don't understand him

I try to love him so I try to love him so

But he thinks it's just for show

And he's fast when I'm slow And he's yes when I'm no

And he tells me I'm lower than low

And I can't understand When my heart's in my hand

Why I don't understand him at all

He beats me and bites me He just wants to fight me

Sneering and jeering He keeps interfering

-He yells-And he tells me -I smell-Impolitely

-I don't-Understand why -I want him-To like me

I love him so much I could bawl

But I don't understand him at all But I don't understand him at all

I couldn't find your Uncle Mattanywhere, Gobo.

Maybe you should look for him.

Doesn't matter.

Hey, hey, Gobo!

Look, he forgot to take his mapswith him. Look!

Doesn't matter, Wembley. Matt alwaysfinds his way by instinct anyway.

He just misreads the maps.

Okay.

But look! He didn'ttake his radish sandwiches either. Look...

Doesn't matter. He can always eat Doozer sticks.

I guess.

Gobo, I've been thinking.

Do you think your Uncle Matthas always been a coward?

What? Matt's not a coward. He just got scared once.

I see.

And getting scared once is a good reasonfor never speaking to him again.

No, no, no. It's not even that he got scared.

It's just that he won't admit it.

He keeps saying it was a joke. He keeps saying it was a joke.

Saying something is a joke is a goodreason for never speaking to him again.

Well... yes.

Well, no. I...

I've gotta go find my Uncle Matt.

Gee, I wonder what made himchange his mind.

I'm tired of exploring.

There's no magic in this anymore.

Well, he's gotta be here somewhere.

Well, at least I know he's on this sideof Balancing Boulder.

Here's the Doozer constructionhe nibbled on.

I doubt if he went up to the pinnacle. That's much too steep.

So I bet he went this way.

Uncle Matt!

Gobo, what are you doing out here?

Well, I came to tell you that it's okaywith me that you were scared last night.

Scared?

I, Travelling Matthew Fraggle?

Nonsense.

Uncle Matt, it's okay to be scaredonce in a while.

-Just admit it.-Admit what?

Why, I'm too busy to admit things.

Why, right now, I'm about to make a major discovery.

It's probably... It's probably...

right down this tunnel here.

Uncle Matt, look!

Maybe we better notgo this way, Uncle Matt.

Nonsense!

A brave explorer must carry on. You'll see that I'm not a coward.

But it's okay to be scared sometimes. We just said that.

You just said that. I say pshaw and fiddle-faddle to fear.

Not bad. Not bad at all.

How is your painting coming along, Sprocket?

That's very good.

How do you like this one?

You know, this is working. I'm starting to like garden gnomes.

You know, this is working. I'm starting to like garden gnomes.

Wow. Look.

Wow. What do you supposethis place is, Uncle Matt?

You're scared, aren't you, Uncle Matt?

N... N...

Yes.

I'm scared too. And that's all right.

-It is?-Yeah, and it's okay to admit it too.

Are you sure?

Sure I'm sure!

Well, if you're absolutely certain, absolutely sure...

-Help! Help! We're going to die down here!-Help!

-This is the end!-Uncle Matt. Uncle Matt.

I don't think it's as bad as that.

This place is some kind of graveyard.

Why do I listen to me?

Matt, look. I know this is kind of scary, but we can climb back out.

And, well, it's also kind of magical.

It is?

Sure. What do you supposeall these passageways are?

They probably leadto hideous ghouls and ghosts.

Matt, come on. Let's follow one just a little ways.

Please, no, Gobo. We're gonna die for sure.

Uncle Matt. Stop. Stop, Uncle Matt.

Something... Something's happening.

What? What? What?

Where are we going, Gobo?

But this is Outer Space.

It doesn't look like Outer Space, the place where I pick up your postcards.

No, no, no. This is another part of Outer Space.

-I've been here.-What's that?

I remember them. They're the hopping creatures.

Yeah.

Uncle Matt, do you see what we have here?

-A second entrance to Outer Space!-Why, yes...

-You're on my tail!-Sorry.

My goodness. A second entrance to Outer Space.

This is incredible.

And you discovered it, uncle. Scared or not, you discovered it.

Yes. I did, didn't I?

This is almost too good to believe.

Uncle Matt, let's go back and look again.-Yes. What? What?

Uncle Matt, let's go back and look again.-Yes. What? What?

Why, yes, that's a grand idea.

But how did we make it happen?

Well... I think I leaned on the rockand whimpered.

That's it. You touched the arch.

But it's the wrong tunnel!

Wrong, but interesting.

This is a different partof Outer Space.

This is magic.

It's a very likable creature.

And intelligent-looking.

Yes, and the one in the striped nightgownlooks nice too.

Let's go introduce ourselves.

We must go tell the others. This is the greatest discovery in history.

Not yet, Uncle Matt, wait. Not yet, Uncle Matt, wait.

-Don't you see?-See what?

Why, if there are two exitsto Outer Space here,

there could be a bunch of 'em. This place is magical.

What a thought.

Why, using this place, I can continue my explorations

and still spend a bit more time at home.

That's true, Uncle Matt.

-Let's go reconnoiter another exit.-Yeah.

You do it, Gobo.

-Can I?-Yes.

Wow. Wow.

Yes, yes. This isyet another part of Outer Space.

Just what you'd expectfrom a fearless explorer.

This is beautiful.

Yes, and there doesn't appearto be anyone around.

Uncle Matt, are you goinginto Outer Space?

I certainly am.

And furthermore, Nephew Gobo, why don't you join me?

What? Me? What? Me?

Uncle Matt...

Gobo, are you scared?

Well... yeah, a little.

But only a little.

-I'll do it.-Good for you. Follow me.

Here I go.

The fearless explorer, bound for deeds of glory.

Hey, Uncle Matt. Wait for me.

I am reminded of the time, Gobo, when...

Well done, Sprockie!

The garden of the Captain's Innhas never looked so colorful.

I'll go and tell Ms. Ardath.

Hurry, Uncle Matt.

I hope she likes the paint jobwe gave her garden gnomes.

I hope she likes the paint jobwe gave her garden gnomes.

Wow. I did it. I went into Outer Space.

I don't think I'll go again for a while.

It's kinda scary out there.

Yes, well, let me tell you, Nephew Gobo, it's all right to be scared sometimes.

And it's even all right to admit it.

Well, thanks, Uncle Matt.

Let's go home.

Well, I suppose we should run along.

Home to my fellow Fragglesfor the companionship, for the adulation.

You deserve it. You're a hero.

Yes. Isn't it amazing, Nephew Gobo?

A little while ago, I thought the magichad gone out of exploring.

Now you've discoveredall sorts of ways

to go from Fraggle Rock into Outer Space.

Remember, Nephew Gobo,

the magic is always there, as long as we keep looking for it.

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