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[upbeat music playing]

♪ 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!

-[female Fraggle] Whoopee!-Wowee!

Ooh, a Fraggle!

[Gobo groans]

[chuckles] Hey, look, Ma.

-I caught a Fraggle!-[screams]

[Gobo] Whoa! Whoopee!

♪ Dance your cares away ♪

♪ Worry's for another day ♪

♪ Let the music play ♪

-Yahoo!-♪ Down at Fraggle Rock ♪

♪ Down at Fraggle Rock ♪ ♪ Down at Fraggle Rock ♪

Down at Fraggle Rock.

[Doc] Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.

Don't worry, Ned.

I'm sure the vet will take good careof Fluffinella. She'll be fine.

It's you I'm worried about.

Say, how about a game of checkers?

Okay, some other time, maybe.

Bye, Ned.

Ah! Poor Ned Shimmelfinney.

[Sprocket gags]

Well, he's very depressed'cause he misses Fluffinella.

Well, that little cat is his best friend.

I wish we could think of somethingto cheer him up.

-[Sprocket exclaims]-I know.

You'd like to help Ned, wouldn't you, Sprocket?

Oh, now Sprocket, he's very lonely.

Couldn't you go over there and be his pet?

Just for the day? Just for the day?

Oh, come on, Sprocket.

Do it for me.

[Sprocket sighs]

-Attaboy! And, oh, Sprocket...-[Sprocket murmurs]

There's just one other little thing.

-Could you pretend to be a cat?-[gasps]

[whimpering]

-[Wembley] Stoke, stoke, stoke.-[Boober] Oh, boy!

-Keep stoking those coals, Wembley.-I'm stoking and poking.

[Red] Hi, Boober and Wembley.

-Oh, hi.-[Gobo] Hi, what's going on?

-Boober's on a health kick.-Yup.

Yup, we're cutting downon all those nasty fried foods

around this place.

I've invented a new way to cook radishesto preserve their natural goodness.

Oh, Boober Fraggle, you sure do getinto cooking radishes.

Well, radishes are my life.

Why, if it weren't for those Gorgs, I'd live in the garden.

Now, come on, we gotta build up the fire.

-[Wembley] Okay.-Come on, Wembley.

More fuel! More fuel! That's it!

-That's it. Keep stoking, Wembley!-[Red] Go! Go!

-Attaboy! Attaboy!-[Red] Go! Go!

-Oh, this is gonna be good!-[Red] Go! Go! Go! Go!

-[explosion]-[all exclaiming]

What the... - [all scream]-[Boober groans]

-Boober!-[Wembley] Oh, no.

Forsooth, oh queen of all that is.

Dost thou know what day it is?

It's wash day, of course.

According to the Encyclopediaof Gorgish Myth and Wisdom,

it's also the day an evil sorcereris meant to reappear in the neighborhood.

I don't have time to worryabout an evil sorcerer.

The kingdom must be scouredfor this interloper.

Oh, thank you, my dear. [clears throat]

Today? With all the workto do around the castle?

As Lord of the Universe, -I must protect the realm.-Oh.

You become awfully bravewhenever there's work to do.

-Mm-hmm.-Well, if you're facing a sorcerer alone,

-Mm-hmm.-Well, if you're facing a sorcerer alone,

at least don't get dirty!

Who said anything about facing him alone?

Uh, where's Junior?

Oh, he's probably at the swamp talkingto his reflection.

I better get him.

As heir to the throne, he, uh, he ought to learn about sorcerers.

Tell him to come home and help mewith the laundry.

As long as I don't have to do it.

And if you see the sorcerer, invite him home to dinner.

It'd be nice to have company for a change.

[sighs]

-Boober. Boober, wake up.-[Mokey] Boober.

-Speak to us.-[Boober groans]

-[Gobo] Come on.-[Wembley] There you go.

-[Gobo] There, huh?-[Wembley exhales]

Where am I?

[Mokey] What do you mean, Boober?

Who are you?

-[gasping]-[Gobo] Huh?

-Who am I?-Uh-oh!

Oh, no!

That bump on the beanhas given him amnesia.

And he doesn't remember anything either.

What are we gonna do?

We gotta try to help him remember.

- Oh, yes, yes.-Boober, it's me, Gobo. - Oh, yes, yes.-Boober, it's me, Gobo.

-Pleased to meet ya.-Huh?

Don't you remember anything?

Well, no, not really.

Well, what about laundry?

-You love doing the laundry.-Yeah.

-I do?-Oh, yes!

-You practically live in soapsuds.-Yeah.

-Are you making this up?-Oh, no.

-Uh, cooking!-[Mokey] Ah, cooking!

-Cooking.-Uh, Boober, uh, I'd love to have a recipe

-for your Doozer stick pâté.-Mmm.

What's pâté?

-Ah, this isn't working.-No, no.

[Gobo] What are we gonna do?

I know.

♪ I'm a little Fraggle ♪

♪ Boober is my name ♪

-[Mokey] Yeah.-[Wembley] Yes.

♪ Cooking is my job hereLaundry is my game ♪

-[Wembley] Game.-[Red] Right!

♪ When I see a stewpotSomething whispers, wow ♪

♪ I prepare a new pot, I remember now ♪

♪ I love to wash ♪

♪ Socks! ♪ ♪ Socks! ♪

♪ That's what I adore ♪

♪ Killing germs and cookingThat's what life is for ♪

♪ And when I think ♪

♪ Back ♪

♪ Everything is clear ♪

♪ I am Boober Fraggle ♪

♪ And I live right here ♪

-Remember?-Try it.

Yeah, come on. Take your time.

♪ I'm a little stewpot ♪

-What?-Uh-oh.

♪ Laundry is my name ♪

No.

♪ Boo boos are my job here ♪

Uh.

♪ La la not the same ♪

-[Wembley] Definitely not the same.-[Gobo] He's got it all mixed up.

♪ When I set a germ free ♪

♪ Something whispers, whee ♪

-No!-♪ I make friends with germy ♪

♪ He makes friends with mel love to squash ♪

♪ Rocks ♪

♪ Sitting on the floor ♪

♪ Cooking little Fraggles ♪

♪ That's what life is forAnd when I think ♪

♪ Back ♪

♪ Something, something clear ♪

♪ You are Boober Fraggle ♪ ♪ You are Boober Fraggle ♪

♪ I must cook you here ♪

What! No! Let go!

Let him go, Boober! Come on, you've got it all mixed up.

He doesn't remember anything.

Oh, it didn't work.

-Boober still doesn't know he's Boober.-And all because of the exploding radish.

Radishes.

Radishes, that feels familiar.

-Yes, radishes.-Radishes.

-[Wembley] Oh!-Well, it's a start.

-Let's take him to the Gorgs' garden.-[Wembley] Yes.

Maybe if we retrace his steps, it'll jog his memory.

-Yeah.-Come on.

-Let's go.-Radishes!

-Well, it's about time you got home.-[shouts, grunts]

-[laughs]-Did you find your silly sorcerer?

No, but he can't elude the Ruler of Fireand Air forever, by golly by gone.

[laughs] I don't believethe sorcerer even exists.

-Oh?-Besides, Junior would take care of him.

Oh, where is Junior?

Didn't you tell him to come homeand help me?

Well, no, he wasn't by the swamp.

[gasps] Oh! Then something's happened to him.

I can feel it.

What if the wicked sorcerer's gotahold of him?

-Oh! Junior was always so gullible.-Yes, yes, he was.

He gets that from your side of the family.

What? Well, uh, no.

-He only gets his good looks from me.-Oh, we have to find him before...

before it's too late! [crying]

Oh, no. There, there, there, my little pumpkin rind.

-I'll search the grounds.-My baby!

-My baby! My baby!-Oh, come on, my little peach pit.

-Now don't worry. I'm gonna find him.-[crying]

-Well, here we are.-[Ma Gorg] Junior!

-Doesn't this, uh, feel familiar?-[Ma Gorg crying] Junior!

-[Ma Gorg crying]-What's that sound?

Oh, probably just the Gorgs singing.

Gorgs? Gorgs.

-Radishes.-Yes, yes, yes!

-[Boober exhales]-[Ma Gorg crying]

This may be it.

Maybe showing him the Gorgswill scare him back to reality.

-Yeah.-Maybe.

-Junior! My baby!-I've scanned the ramparts,

but our son and heirto the throne hath vanished.

What would a sorcerer do to him?

Why, a sorcerer might... might have changed Junior

-into a... a horrible creature.-Oh!

You mean, my gorgeous son is now ugly!

-[Pa Gorg groans] Oh, my dear.-[screaming]

[Wembley] Here he comes, here he comes. [clears throat]

-Well, Boober?-I have strong feelings about Gorgs.

-Oh, boy!-Oh, I knew it.

Boober, you've got to get in touchwith those feelings.

Let them wash over you.

Sort of let them expressthe essence of your being.

-[Wembley] Essence. Essence.-Radishes.

-Radishes are my life.-Yes! Yes! Yes!

-Radishes and Gorgs.-Yes!

-Keep going, Boober. You're getting it.-Oh, boy.

Gorgs take care of radishes. Remember?

And that can mean only one thing.

- Yeah?-I should've known this. - Yeah?-I should've known this.

-Yeah?-I'm a Gorg! [laughing]

Huh? Boober, wait. Boober! Boober!

Boober, come back!

Oh, I can't stand to look!

[Pa Gorg] Now, now. Don't take on so. Why... Why just remember...

-My baby. [crying]-Every cloud has a silver lining.

-[Boober clears throat]-Huh?

Uh, hello! My, it's good to be home.

[gasps]

What's the matter? Haven't you ever seen a Gorg before?

Egad, you know what this means?

The sorcerer has changed our son

-into a Fraggle!-Into a Fraggle!

-Oh!-Oh, Ma. Ma!

-Oh, I don't believe it.-Boober thinks he's a Gorg.

-He's gone nuts.-Yeah, but the Gorgs believe him.

-They've gone nuts too.-Careful.

-Oh!-Now, duckykins, we must remember

that although Junior is now a Fraggle, that although Junior is now a Fraggle,

-he is still our son.-Oh!

And as such, he is still heirto the Gorgish throne.

But now all his clothes are too big.

Oh, gee, I'm sorry to be so much trouble, but what happened to me?

Why, son, don't you remember?

Memory is not my strong suit today.

It's becauseyour lovely giant Gorgish brain

has had to shrink to fitinto the head of a... of a... Fraggle.

Great Gorgotious! It must be plum bursting in there.

An evil sorcerer has turned youinto a Fraggle.

Fraggle? What's a Fraggle?

Oh, why, he's even dumberthan he used to be.

Uh, we're gonna have to teach youall over again.

Fraggles are those icky creaturesthat make life miserable for us Gorgs.

And that's what happened to me? Yuck.

-A failure. And so young.-But you're still

the Prince of the Universe to us.-Mm-hmm.

The Prince of the Universe to us.-Mm-hmm.

Prince of the Universe?

Yeah, it's coming back to me now.

Prince of the Universe. Of course!

♪ The most magnificent thingln the world ♪

♪ Is a Gorg ♪

♪ Is a Gorg ♪

♪ You'll rejoiceTill your toenails are curled ♪

♪ With a Gorg ♪

♪ With a Gorg ♪

♪ It picks you up, it sets you downlt makes you sing all over town ♪

♪ It even tickles when you frown ♪

♪ The most magnificent thingln the world ♪

♪ Is a Gorg ♪

[Pa Gorg coughing]

♪ If you're the bestln the test and you win ♪

♪ Your reward ♪

♪ Your reward ♪

-♪ Is a Gorg ♪-♪ Is a Gorg ♪

♪ It's a friend to the endThick or thin ♪

-♪ Never bored ♪-♪ Never bored ♪

-♪ With a Gorg ♪-♪ With a Gorg ♪

♪ It helps you sleep, it helps you wake ♪

♪ It's good for squeaks and tummyaches ♪ ♪ It's good for squeaks and tummyaches ♪

♪ It's even cheap, for heaven's sake ♪

♪ The most magnificent thingln the world ♪

♪ The most splendificent thingYou ever hurled ♪

♪ The most magnificent thingln the winter or the spring ♪

♪ Is a Gorg ♪

-Yeah!-Yeah!

Oh, that's my boy.

-No, that's my boy!-The Gorgs are brainwashing him.

-[Mokey] Oh, no!-What are we gonna do?

[Wembley] I don't know.

[yawns]

-This is it.-[bees buzzing]

Hey, get out! Get!

Oh, yes, Junior,

being a prince of the universe, means guarding the ramparts,

protecting the realm, and tilling the garden.

Not to mention making life easy for you.

[laughs] Dragon's breath, you catch on quick.

Ah, nothing like a glassof freshly squeezed garlic juice.

Ah, nothing like a glassof freshly squeezed garlic juice.

[slurping, gulping]

For some reason, I felt the needto add a sprig of mint for garnish.

[smacks lips]

Tasty.

Now, while I contemplatemy next royal decree,

why don't you seeif your mother needs any help.

[sighs] Brother, oh brother, oh brother.

This being a Gorg is hard work.

Boober!

[Boober] Ah! A Fraggle!

[shushes] The Gorg will hear us.

Of course I can hear you. Now what are you doing in my garden?

Your garden? Boober!

Don't you remember anything?

-I have to remember everything.-Huh?

Nobody does any workaround here except me.

[Ma Gorg] Oh, Junior. Come and help me make dinner.

-See what I mean?-Huh?

Coming, oh queen of light and darkness.

Oh, no. This is worse than I thought.

[vocalizing beat] [vocalizing beat]

[slurps]

Yuck!

Oh, there's something definitely wrongwith my betelberry broth.

-Oh.-Uh.

Well, maybe if you, uh, maybe if you addsome of these pickled truffles.

-[gasps] How creative!-[Boober laughing]

But risky. [laughs]

Adventures in eating. [laughs]

I'll just put in a pinch.

-Oh! Delicious! [laughs]-[Boober laughing]

Oh, Junior, I didn't know you could cook.

Oh, neither did I.

Oh, it can be so handy havinga Fraggle for a son.

[Boober] And being Prince of the Universehas its merits.

Why, just look at all these condiments.

That's the... Whoa!

Junior! Oh! Oh!

-[clattering]-[snoring]

Wha... Zounds! What was that? Wha... Zounds! What was that?

[Ma Gorg] Oh! Junior!

Oh! Oh, where are you? Oh!

[grunting]

Listen, is there a safer wayto be Prince of the Universe?

Phew! That was close.

Do you realize our thronealmost became heirless?

[gasps] Oh, why don't you go outand tend the radish patch?

Good idea.

Protecting them from those pesky Fraggleswill keep you out of trouble.

Well, can't be worse than this.

-[Mokey] Oh, dear.-We've got to get Boober out of there.

This is more like it.

Radishes are my lifeand so is protecting them

from those devious Fraggles.

Why, they're probably planningsomething right now.

No, they wouldn't dare. [scoffs]

-[Red] Where should we do it?-[Wembley] Uh, uh...

-Uh, well... In the radish patch.

-Yes.-Let's go get our stuff.

-Right.-Okay, stuff.

Yuck. I was wrong.

It's a Fraggle invasion.

Well, no Fraggle is gonna getthis Gorg's radishes.

-Now, make sure it's solid.-Hmm.

I don't want any of those shifty Fragglesgetting loose on me.

[gasps] Neither do I.

[Pa Gorg groans]

I've been patrolling the ramparts, but I haven't seen any Fraggles.

Are you sure?

Of course I'm sure. I know how the Fraggle mind works.

Okay, but I could go for a tankardof garlic juice...

-[Boober] Oh, brother.-I'm a tad parched.

Well, I don't have time to squeeze any.

Start scanning the horizon.

You never knowwhen those Fraggles will show up.

[groans] Life was sure easierwhen Junior was a Gorg.

Careful. [shushes]

Okay. There he is.

Yeah! Yeah!

-Everybody ready?-Yeah.

-I've got the net.-Got the rope.

- Here we go.-Okay. - Here we go.-Okay.

[Wembley] Okay, be quiet.

-[Red] Go around there. Wembley.-Come on.

-Come on, let's get him.-Okay, right now.

[Boober] Oh! Oh! Oh!

-What are you doing?-It's for your own good, Boober.

But is this any way to treat a friend?

-Uh, a... a friend?-What?

-Yes, I was wondering when you'd show up.-Oh, I'm so sorry.

You mean, you know who we are now?

Well, of course I do!

Does this mean you'll come home?

-Well, not yet.-Huh?

Uh-oh.

Not until I get a radish to take back. Just wait here.

-Okay.-Boober's a Fraggle again!

[cheering]

[Wembley] This meanshe's gonna come home with us, right?

Now!

Come home now, Boober. What are you talking about?

[shouting]

-Boober, let us out.-Boober.

-Don't you know a Gorg when you see one?-[Wembley screams]

Hello, Sprocket.

My, you were at Ned Shimmelfinney'sa long time.

My, you were at Ned Shimmelfinney'sa long time.

Oh, did he enjoy having you substitutefor Fluffinella?

[meows]

-[laughs] That's excellent!-[continues meowing]

That's fine.

But you can go back to being your own self

now that you're home.

-[meowing, purring]-Sprocket. Sprocket.

You're not a cat, you're a dog. Don't meow.

[meows]

Sprocket, don't meow, bark. Remember barking?

[Doc barks] Like that! Try it!

-[Doc barks]-[Sprocket meows]

No, no, bark. It'll make you feel good. [barks]

[laughing]

You pesky Fraggles thoughtyou could steal my radishes, eh?

Look, Ma, our son and heir has captureda whole passel of Fraggles.

Oh, I'm just as proud of him nowas when he looked like a...

-Gorg!-Oh, there, there, Ma. Don't take on...

What do you think they're gonna do to us? What do you think they're gonna do to us?

Well, they might roast us or boil usor fry us or fricassee us.

Now that you got 'em, son, what are you gonna do with 'em?

[stammering] Do with 'em?

Yes, why, now that you have capturedyour archnemesises,

to wit, Fraggles, what shall be their fate?

-Come on, boy.-I don't know. What should I do with them?

Well, you might roast us or boil usor fry us or fricassee us.

-Wembley!-Now you can rid the kingdom

of those disgusting Fraggles forever.

Hmm, forsooth, surely you could think

of some nasty, dastardly fate worsethan death.

A dastardly fate? Like what?

Well, you could roast us or boil us.

Egad, Junior, think of something terribleto do to them.

-Okay! All right!-[Pa Gorg] Yeah? Hurry.

A Gorg's job is never done.

-Well, I'm really proud of our boy, Ma.-Oh, me too.

Okay, Junior, what do you want us to do?-Don't do it, Boober.

Okay, Junior, what do you want us to do?-Don't do it, Boober.

All right, now. I open the door, you blow 'em out,

and then you get readywith the Fraggle thumper.

-[Red] No!-Ready?

Ready and waiting, oh son of mine.

No, don't. Come on, Boober.

-Remember who we are.-Keep it down!

Quiet down! I can't concentrate.

[Wembley] You can't do this to us. We're your friends.

-[Boober] I'm going to open the door.-Come on.

-I am going to open the, the...-No, no, no.

Get on with it, lad. Your future as a Gorg is at stake.

-Let us go.-Distract him.

-Come on. Do something...-I don't need this pressure.

-We're your friends.-I've gotta be cruel and nasty

-to these Fraggles?-No! No! No!

I just... I just gotta open the door.

And then send these Fragglesto their doom?

-Boober.-But...

I can't do it.

-Boober!-[both] Junior!

-Oh!-Speak to us, son.

[Boober groaning]

-Ah! Gorgs! I'm gonna be eaten alive!-Boober, Boober, is that you?

Of course it's me. What do I look like, Junior Gorg?

You mean you're not a Gorg? You mean you're not a Gorg?

You've got to be kidding. I'm a Fraggle.

A Fraggle! [screams]

But, but, but, if he's not Junior, then where is Junior?

-[clattering]-[Junior Gorg groans]

-Junior!-Junior!

-Oh, hello, daddy dear! Hi, mommy dearest.-Oh!

You mean you've been up thereall the time?

Well, I was dusting the parapetslike you told me,

and I guess I fell asleep. [laughs]

Oh, thank goodness the evil sorcererdidn't turn him

-into a Fraggle.-Mm-hmm.

Fraggles? Did you say Fraggles?

-Okay, come on!-Let's go! Come on, everyone!

Jump! Whoa!

-Get back, get back here, you...-[Gobo] Come on.

Oh... Looks like I missed all the fun.

It's a good thing you couldn't gothrough with it, Boober.

Yup, that sure snapped me outof thinking I was a Gorg.

-Yeah.-Once a Fraggle, always a Fraggle.

-And I like it that way.-Yeah!

Whoa!

-Boober!-Boober, are you all right?

Are you okay? Are you okay?

-Who are you?-[gasping]

Oh, no!

Just kidding!

[all laughing]

[purring]

[whistling]

-Ah! Here you go, Sprocket.-[meowing]

I have a dog who enjoys being a cat.

I wonder if the dog owner's almanacwould be interested in this.

[Sprocket coughing]

Well, look, since you like being a cat,

it's only logical you eat cat food.

[Sprocket groans]

Don't suppose we needthis dog food anymore.

[barking]

Right, Sprocket. Does that mean you're a dog again?

Oh, Sprocket. Once a dog, always a dog. And I like it that way.

-[meows]-Oh, no.

[upbeat music playing]

[scatting]

♪ 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 ♪-[Red] Whoopee!

♪ Let the music play ♪

♪ Down at Fraggle Rock ♪

♪ Down at Fraggle Rock ♪

♪ Down at Fraggle Rock ♪