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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.

Come, come, Sprocket.

Just becauseNed Shimmelfinney's cat, Fluffinella,

beat you to the stickin a game of fling and fetch...

So what if it was 27 times?

You need to develop a more generousattitude towards your fellow creatures.

Look at me.

All right. I'm not perfect.

But I've learned that a generous spiritpays dividends.

No, no. It's not different.

Just because Fluffinellabeat you at that silly game...

Come, come, Sprocket. What are yougoing to do, go into training?

Hold it. Hold it.

Now, if you're determinedabout this idea...

I must say, I advise you against it. I must say, I advise you against it.

All right.

Let's design the complete canine coursein fling and fetch fitness.

Now, where do we begin?

There. Doesn't that look great, Lanford?

-Thanks for lending a hand, Wembley.-No problem.

This cave has been simplycrying out for flowers.

It has?

Yes. Screaming, in fact.

Gee, I always thoughtit was such a quiet cave.

Wembley, it is, it is. That's just sort of an expression,

a way of saying that the cave needssome prettying up.

-I see. An expression.-Yeah.

-That's interesting.-Yeah.

And, you know, it's going to be even nicerwhen Red and I finish redecorating...

-Yeah.-Red?

-What's wrong?-Hi, Mokey.

-Look at this painting Pedley gave me.-Wow.

He just got backfrom another one of his painting trips.

He just got backfrom another one of his painting trips.

Red... where's my painting?

It's right here.

Don't you like my painting, Red?

No. I mean, yes.

I mean, it's not that at all.

We were redecorating, so I thoughtl'd try hanging Pedley's up

and taking yours down.

Well, what goes up must come down.

Just an expression?

No. I'll drop by a little later.

Bye-bye. Bye, bye. Bye-bye.

-Look, Mokey, I did have a suggestion.-Yeah?

I was gonna suggest that you hang yourpainting in the Great Hall for a while.

-I mean, we've got the real Lanford...-Well...

Unfortunately.

So why not share your painting of himwith all the other Fraggles?

Do you really think so?

Yes, I do.

And Pedley's already gotone of his set up down there.

You can hang yours right beside his. You can hang yours right beside his.

Red.

Do you think they'll like it?

Like it? They'll go crazy over it.

Yes, indeed.

There it is.

Let's see.

Yes. That looks quite nice there.

Yes. They both do.

The paintings, the rocks, the Doozers.

The Doozers?

Oh, goodness. That's a curious looking tower.

Experimental taste sitenumber five now completed.

Fraggle approaching.

That looks...

delicious.

It is.

A complete success.

On to taste site number six.

Hurry, hurry, hurry.

Look at that, Pedley. Your painting right next to Mokey's.

Gee, Pedley. Your painting looks terrific.

-Yeah. It's a honey.-Why, thanks.

That last painting tripwas a real inspiration.

-I sure love it.-Yeah.

-And Mokey's.-Yeah.

Typical Mokey.

Yeah. Once you've seen one of Mokey's, you've seen them all.

I've got to get out of here.

"Once you've seen one, you've seen them all."

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, she paints the best pictures around.

And once you've seenone of her paintings of anything,

you've seen all the paintingsyou need to see about that thing. And...

-No?-No, Wembley.

Right idea but wrong expression.

Oh, gosh.

She sure does painta pretty painting though, doesn't she?

She sure does painta pretty painting though, doesn't she?

Typically great.

-Yes.-She's the best.

If only I could paint the way she does.

And... they said thatPedley's painting was just terrific,

and that mine was...

typical!

Yeah.

And that once you've seenone of mine, you've seen them all.

Stand up and fight? How?

They hate my paintings.

And they just love Pedley's.

A new painting?

A new painting?

Lanford, you are absolutely right. Lanford, you are absolutely right.

As a matter of fact, I should get out there

and I should paint the best paintingthat this rock has ever seen.

Yeah. Yeah, that's what I'm going to do.

I'm going to paint a paintingthat will really curl their baloobiuses.

Right? Right.

Right. Okay. I'm gonna go tothe Trash Heap and get some fresh brushes

off that brush plant behind her.

Hi, Mokey. Everything go okayin the Great Hall?

Okay?

Then that business about your paintingisn't bothering you anymore?

It's still bothering her, isn't it?

It may be ripped, it may be torn

It may not have as many handles on it

As the day it was born

It may be kind of discombobulated'Cause the kid next door sat on it

And made it go clunk

It may be garbage, But it sure ain't junk It may be garbage, But it sure ain't junk

Sure ain't junk It may be borrowed It may be blue

It may have gobs of greasy gopher gutsAll over the front of it

Which is not a very nice thing to do

It may come creepingAcross the bedroom floor

In the middle of the night'Cause it's left out and lonely

And everybody it metAlways laughed at it

And told it that it stunk

It may be garbage, But it sure ain't junk

Oh, no. This is high-quality trash.

Can we make a deal or what?

Hello, little Fraggle. You're a day early.

Yes. The swap meet and garbage galaisn't till tomorrow.

We're still busy sorting.

Well, I just came to get some brushesoff the brush plant over there.

Planning on doing some painting, are you?

I certainly am.

I'm planning to paint the best paintingin the whole rock.

You really wantto impress everyone then, do you?

You really wantto impress everyone then, do you?

I really do.

Well, I might have somethingyou can use then.

Boys, where did we putthat paintbrush we came across?

The magic paintbrush?

Magic?

No, Marjory, that brush is dangerous.

Boys.

We know, we know. The Trash Heap has spoken.

It's in that pileto your right there, Marjory.

What do you mean by dangerous?

Come, come. It's only dangerousif you use it for the wrong reasons.

So there's no problem.

Here. Borrow this.

That's amazing.

What are the wrong reasons?

-Jealousy.-Pride.

But you're not that kind of Fraggle, are you?

Well, I never thought of myselfthat way, no.

This is incredible. Thank you, Madam Heap, thank you.

This is incredible. Thank you, Madam Heap, thank you.

I'll return it when I'm finished.

Hey, hey. You'll be luckyif that brush returns you.

Yeah, you'll be sorry, little Fraggle.

Yeah.

Well, at least with thislittle baby I invented,

you'll be able to get a training run in

and generate some helpful energyat the same time.

You see, as you run on this belt, you turn a generator

which makes electricity.

And then it stores itin these batteries here.

But I've got to go outand get a better regulator, Sprocket,

so don't get carried away.

Just run a little bitand then rest. Got that?

Okay.

Gee, Gobo's Uncle Matt, are you certainBlossom Boulder is out this far?

-Am I certain?-Yeah.

Travelling Matt is always certain.

-Excuse me.-What?

But isn't this Blossom Boulder?

I beg your...

Ah-ha. Yes.

Yes.

There you are, Mokey.

-Blossom Boulder.-Yeah.

It is easy if you just know the way.

Yeah.

Thank you, Gobo's Uncle Matt.

I never could've found this placewithout you.

-That's what we great explorers are for.-Yes.

Unfortunately, all Fragglesare not like me.

Recently I met somewho were positively stuck-up.

Jealous.

I had found my wayinto one of the large storage caves

the Silly Creatures use, and wasmaking observations, when suddenly...

I saw this wall full of strange windows.

In each one, a devastatinglyhandsome Fraggle could be seen.

Fraggles, what are you doing here?

I thought I was the only Fragglein Outer Space.

I thought I was the only Fragglein Outer Space.

But none of them would talk to me.

Pay attention. I am talking to you.

I am not one to hold a grudge.

I simply turned and leftin a dignified way.

Well, I have never been so insultedin my entire life.

They were obviously jealous of my fame.

Silly Fraggles.

I know you're enjoying this, but I

reallycan't stand around here yakking all day.

-Toodle-oo.-Toodles.

You're going the wrong... Yeah.

Thanks, again.

No problem, no problem.

You know, Gobo's Uncle Matt is right.

When you're good at something, everyone just gets jealous of you.

Well, when I finishthis picture of Blossom Boulder,

they'll have somethingto be jealous about, they'll have somethingto be jealous about,

especially that Pedley.

Okay.

What the...

Strange.

Oh, well.

Okay, brush. Do your stuff.

Oh, my. I don't believe it. That's it.

It really is magic.

Oh, boy.

I can't wait to tell everybody.

There. Now, isn't that the most amazingpicture that you've ever seen?

Yes. Now can you call that typical?

Stop that.

Well...

It's very good... - As usual.-Yes.

-Yeah!-Usual? Is that another word for typical?

Well, I love it.

Beauty really is in the eyeof the boulder, isn't it?

Beauty really is in the eyeof the boulder, isn't it?

-What?-That's beholder, Wembley.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

Well, if you're not utterly amazedby this picture,

you should have been therewhen I was painting it.

But we weren't.

Well, I'll paint you another one, then.

Watch.

May I?

Of course.

Thank you.

May I?

-Yes.-Thank you very much.

How did she do that?

Again, please. Thank you.

Thank you. Yes.

Nice, huh?

That's incredible.

How do you... Here we go. Thank you.

It's amazing. Look.

It really is amazing.

-Yeah.-Yes.

Well, I knew you'd find that impressive.

Impressive? I'm totally in awe of it.

How do you do that?

Well...

finding the right toolsdoes make a difference.

However, that comes with experience.

Hey, everybody.

Boy, you should see this terrific paintingMokey did inside her pocket. Look.

Such detail.

Yes, yes. Thank you. Thank you.

It was nothing.

Where are you going?

Nowhere, nowhere.

Yes.

Yes. I just felt a sudden urgefor a little exercise.

Yes. I just felt a sudden urgefor a little exercise.

All that standing in one placepainting, I guess.

I'm back.

Do you feel okay?

Fine, fine.

What is with you?

It's this brush.

Madam Heap gave it to me, and now it won't stop painting.

That sounds an awful lot like magic.

Perhaps. But I'm the one controlling it.

It doesn't look like that, does it?

Maybe that's another oneof those expressions.

Why don't you just drop it?

-I can't. It's stuck.-What?

-What?-It's stuck. I said it's stuck.

-Here, let me help.-Thank you, thank you.

Let go.

Pull.

Let go.

This is our best chance, Mokey. This is our best chance, Mokey.

You got that brush from the Trash Heap.

So maybe she's the onewho has the power to take it back.

Careful. Careful.

Stupid brush.

But you told meyou weren't that kind of Fraggle.

What kind?

The jealous kind.

Exactly.

And now you've painted yourself intoa corner, haven't you, little Fraggle?

She has?

That's just an expression, Wembley.

It is? Boy, is this talking businessever tricky.

You're going to have to paint yourselfout of this one.

But how? The problem is I can't stop painting.

If you want to stop painting, just start painting.

-What?-The Trash Heap has spoken.

Whatever it means.

But I need help now.

It's not my fault. It's this brush.

Hey, look out.

Mokey.

What happened?

You heard her. She said the brush had all the power,

You heard her. She said the brush had all the power,

so the brush took her at her word.

That's how the brush works.

We've got to help her. Come on!

Yes.

Good luck, little Fraggles.

Stop it. Stop it, I say.

What am I gonna do?

-This stupid brush won't stop painting.-I can see that.

Yeah. And all Madam Heap could say is,

"If you want to stop painting, you gotta start painting."

It makes no sense at all.

Well... gee, Mokey, I thought theTrash Heap made it sound kind of simple.

You've painted yourself into this corner, all you have to do is paint your way out.

That's just another expression, Wembley.

What? Again?

Hold it.

Red, I think Wembley's right.

-See. See. See.-Yes.

I've got to do exactlywhat the Trash Heap says. Come on.

Oh, no, you don't. Oh, no, you don't.

This way.

-Oh, no.-After you.

-Where are we going?-I don't know.

-Mokey! Mokey!-Oh, no, you don't.

Wait. Wait. Wrong way. I'm sorry.

Mokey.

Okay, okay. Easy, easy.

Okay. Okay.

-There's my stuff. Right?-Yes. Yes.

-Stand back.-Okay.

Don't you need a hand with your hand?

No, thanks, Red. I'll manage. Thanks, though.

All right. The Trash Heap said that I hadto paint myself out of this mess, right?

-Yeah.-Right.

So far, this brush hasbeen doing all the painting, right?

-Yeah.-Right.

So I've gotta find a way to paintwithout using the brush.

-My tail. Of course.-Your tail.

I have been so foolish.

I've just forgotten everythingl ever loved about painting.

Show me the light in a butterfly's eye Show me the light in a butterfly's eye

And show me the dreamsOf the earth and the sky

Show me the night Show me the day

Show me the secret that dances away

There's a rainbow I wishl could climb like a tree

A bug and a boulder that beckons to me

Show me leaves in the spring

Show me love on the wing

Show me things that I long to explore Show me more

Show me the color Show me the sound

Show me the magicThat plays all around

In the shapes of a rockl see mountains and moons

And I sometimes believeThat the colors are tunes

Show me tears in the stones

Show me thimbles and thrones

Show me things that I long to explore Show me more

Show me the light in a butterfly's eye

And show me the dreamsOf the earth and the sky

Boy, that's alreadystarting to look terrific.

Yeah. Better than anythingPedley ever did.

Yes. Yes.

Red, I don't even careabout that anymore, you know.

I'm just loving painting it.

I can't believe it.

Look. Oh, boy, I can't wait to tell everybody.

-Come on. Come on, Mokey.-Yeah.

You know, you guys go on ahead,

'cause, well, I'd just liketo finish my painting, okay?

'cause, well, I'd just liketo finish my painting, okay?

Okeydokey, Mokey.

That's just a little expression, Red.

You finally returned.

Yes... here's your paintbrush, Madam Heap.

Thank you.

You're welcome, little Fraggle.

You finally got over your little...

brush with jealousy?

Yes. Yes, I feel quite free of it now.

And... well, I wanted to give youa little gift.

-It's lovely.-Thank you.

Come. We must swap for something.

-Let's see.-Oh, no, no. Please. Please.

You've given me too much already. Thanks again. Bye.

Don't forget the big garbage galaand swap meet tomorrow.

Marjory, did you do all that on purpose?

Yeah. Did you plan the whole thing?

Boys. Boys. Boys. Boys.

How could you even think such a thing?

Sprocket, I got the regulator.

Sprocket, stop. Stop.

You're overloading the battery.

Now, will you look at that, Sprocket?

You see where your jealousyof Fluffinella's success has led you?

It's okay.

Would you like a gameof fling and fetch right now?

Well, tomorrow, then.

But just for the fun of it, right?

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