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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.

-[Sprocket] Oh. Uh-oh.-[Doc sighs]

Say when, Sprockie.

[pipes clanking]

-[barks]-All right.

Sprockie, how long have we been havingproblems with these pipes?

[whimpers]

That's right, years. It's getting to bea tradition around here.

You know, Sprockie, sometimes I thinkwe'd be better off without plumbing.

-[Doc screams]-[Sprocket yelps]

Sprocket. Sprocket! Sprockie.

Uh-oh.

[chuckles]

There you go, time to givemy darling radishes their breakfast.

-[clattering]-[Pa Gorg grunts]

Ma! Ma!

-Oh!-Oh! Oh!

Go and never darken these doors againuntil you make an honest Gorg of me!

-[cries]-Oh, but pumpkin rind, what have I done?

Oh, it's what you haven't donethat matters. Oh, the shame!

-[cries]-Oh, Mother, Father, what's going on?

It's our 513th anniversary.

-Did you forget again?-I just woke up!

I haven't had time to forget.

Oh, dost thou know nothingof Gorgish tradition?

Well, of course I know what to doon our 513th anniversary.

Back me up, Junior.

Huh? Oh, yeah. Um, eh, yeah...

-Yeah! Oh, Pa was gonna surprise you.-There you go!

-Attaboy, son!-Thanks.

Oh! When you didn't propose, me thought you didn't want to.

Oh! When you didn't propose, me thought you didn't want to.

-Oh, of course I want to.-Ah!

Propose what?

You mean you'll go throughwith the wedding?

-Wedding!-Wedding?

I'll wear white!

Oh, but we did this 513 years ago.

Why bother with it all over again?

Oh, you silly love turtle!

You know about the ancientGorgish tradition to renew vows of love

and lifelong... [inhales]

passion between each otherevery 513 years.

Oh, all right. Well, let's get it over with.

Not so fast! It must be a proper weddingwith all the trimmings.

Oh! There's a lot to do.

Yeah, good thing Junior'saround to help this time.

Ah, I was afraid of that.

And until then, we must be as if we were never wed.

- Oh, duckykins!-Here... - Oh, duckykins!-Here...

my wedding ring. Keep it...

until our appointed hour.

-[sighs]-[Pa Gorg chuckles]

Hey, Pa? Papa? What's so special about this wedding?

Why? It's a tradition and a tradition is...

-is a tradition.-Oh, well, that explains it.

-Yeah.-Huh?

Well, another day, another expedition.

I just don't feel right, unless I'm exploring

some new place every day.

Say, whoa! This is a neat new cave.

I don't think I've ever beendown here before.

-[Ma Gorg] Oh!-Okay, I found the royal saxophone.

-Now what?-Why, you're going to accompany us

as we singthe traditional Gorgish proposal song.

-Aha!-Hit it, Ma.

[harp music playing] [harp music playing]

♪ I give to thee little of me ♪

♪ Lips like the fruitOf the sweet cherry tree ♪

♪ Laughter so free, love like the sea ♪

♪ These are the giftsThat I give to thee ♪

♪ Gifts from the dear heart of me ♪

[Pa Gorg chuckles]

-I feel just like I did 513 years ago.-Me too.

[saxophone playing]

Junior! Junior! Junior, cut that out!

[sighs, clears throat]

♪ I give to thou, pledging my vow ♪

♪ Courage as keen as a bulldog's bow-wow ♪

♪ Hand to the plow, crown on my brow ♪

♪ These are the giftsThat I give to thou ♪

♪ Gifts that I give to thou now ♪

♪ Come to my heart, we'll never part ♪

♪ Now is the time for true loving ♪

♪ To start ♪

♪ Laughter and loving ♪

♪ Alive in our hearts ♪

♪ These are the gifts ♪

♪ That I give to thee ♪

♪ Gifts from the dear heart of me ♪

[saxophone playing]

[music ends]

[sighs]

-Oh, Junior spoiled everything.-Oh, don't worry, duckykins,

nothing could ruin our reuniting,

-my prince of passion.-Oh!

[laughing]

-Well, let's get this wedding underway.-Aha!

And that's where you come in, Junior.

[stammers] What do I do, Dad? I've never been to a wedding before.

This is the traditional listof things to do.

This is the traditional listof things to do.

Okeydokey. [chuckles]

-Is this all?-[door closes]

First thing you can do is take careof the ring until the wedding.

'Tis my traditional gift to my bride.

Righty-ho, your gorgitudenessness.

-[door closes]-Uh, traditions. Who needs 'em?

Everything was fine around hereuntil Ma remembered what day it was.

Uh, what's so specialabout this ring anyway?

[chuckles] I got an idea.

Ooh!

Nah. No, it looked better on Ma.

Uh-oh.

Hey, ring. Let go of my finger.

[grunts]

-[grunts] Whoa!-[clinks]

[clanking] [clanking]

[grunts] Oh, what was that?

Wow! Oh, I gotta take thisback to Fraggle Rock.

Wow.

Hey, ring, ring? Are you down there?

I was just sitting therein this neat new cave...

-Uh-huh.-...when this thing fell from the sky.

Wow!

And sinceit's an ancient Fraggle tradition

-to share neat new things...-Uh-huh.

-I'm giving this to you.-[gasps] Oh, Gobo. What... Thanks, Gobo.

-Hey, Gobo, where you going?-Why, back to that neat new cave

-to see what else drops in.-Oh, yeah!

[chuckles] Wow!

Ring? Yo, ring!

I thought it went down here,

-[Ma Gorg singing]-but I can't see anything.

Oh, well. Ma and Pa will just have to havethe wedding without the wedding ring.

Junior! What are you doing?

Oh, well, it's like this, Ma. You see, I was just playing with the ring...

Oh, oh, oh. Be careful with it. Oh, oh, oh. Be careful with it.

Without that ring, the wedding ceremony cannot proceed.

But why?

Because no Gorg has ever been marriedwithout it.

By Gorgish tradition, without that ring, why,

your father and Iwould have to be apart forever. Oh!

And a tradition is a tradition!

Uh, who made-up these traditionsin the first place?

That's not important.

What is important is the ring is safeand sound with you.

[laughs]

♪ Laughter and love ♪

Oh, no! Oh.

If I lost that ring, I've disgraced the Gorgish throne

and the reign of the Gorgs will be over.

Oh, and Mommy and Daddywon't be together anymore,

and it'll be all my fault.

My fault! Oh, no.

Huh. I gotta redraw this map to make surel can find my way back to this place.

Huh. I gotta redraw this map to make surel can find my way back to this place.

Now, let's see. Oh, yeah. I turned right after twisting...

-[rumbling]-Whoa, oh!

What's that? Whoa!

Uh, the ring's just gotta be there.

A Fraggle!

Huh? Whoa!

Gotcha! [chuckles]

Way to go. You just destroyedthe neat new cave.

Oh, well, I'm sorry about that, but I gotta find the ring.

-It fell in there.-Ring?

Uh, this ring wouldn't be about yea big, would it?

You found it? Oh, my troubles are over!

[laughing]

-I gave it away.-[gasps] Oh, no! I gotta get it back!

-Pepper.-[chattering]

I wanna follow traditions, but who do I share this with?

[chuckles] Hi, Wembley!-Maybe I can give it to Red.

[chuckles] Hi, Wembley!-Maybe I can give it to Red.

-Yes, yes, yes that's... Let's see. Dear diary.

Oh, well, Mokey might really, really like this and then Red would...

Oh, no! I thinkl feel a big wembling fit coming on

because if I give it to Redthen Mokey wouldn't get it

and if Mokey gets itthen Red wouldn't get it.

What about everybody elsein the rock? Huh!

I think I'll break with tradition. Hmm.

My radish ratatouille. It's contaminated.

-[gasps]-[Fraggle] Looks like fun.

Oops.

And so, Ma and Pa can never get remarriedwithout that ring!

I had no idea it was important to you. But don't worry, I'll get it back.

-[door opens]-Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you.

[Ma Gorg and Pa Gorg laughing]

Forsooth, O son of mine, 'tis time for the nuptials.

Oh, no! What do I do now?

Uh, stall 'em!

- [kisses]-Oh, okay. - [kisses]-Oh, okay.

Uh-huh! We'll have none of that.

-Uh?-Not before the wedding, remember?

Huh, well then, get it over with.

I just love weddings! The flowers, the music...

-The honeymoon!-Ah! Pa!

Are you ready, my sweet, to renewour connubial bliss?

I am ready to walk to the endsof the universe

with you, duckykins!

-But, but, but I am not ready!-Huh?

Yeah. The garlic icingis not on the wedding cake.

But, but I am on a diet anyway.

Yeah, but your stinkweed bouquetisn't finished yet.

-Well. Uh.-Oh, we don't need one of those, Junior.

Well, these weddings only come alongonce every 513 years,

-and I'm gonna do it right.-[sighs]

I mean, after all, a tradition is a tradition!

-Uh-oh.-[Pa Gorg chuckles]

Where is that ring? Oh.

Oh, yuck! This thing has ruinedmy radish ratatouille.

-I'm gonna have to make a new batch.-Hi, Boober.

-Eh?-Oh, look, what a marvelous object.

Well, if you like it so much, I'll trade it to you for that radish.

-Really?-Yes.

-Oh, thank you, Boober.-Here. Thank you.

This is gonna make a wonderful centerpiecefor my new sculpture, ooh!

Well, just keep it awayfrom my ratatouille.

-Dum, dum, ba-dum, dum, dum, dum.-[kissing]

-I finally finished your wedding cake.-Oh!

-Now there's only 141 things left to do.-Oh!

Zounds, Junior. What's the holdup?

Gee, Pa. I did not know you wantedthe no-frills version of the wedding.

-No-frills?-Why, what do you mean?

Well, if you're willing to compromiseon quality, then so are we.

-Right, Ma?-Oh, so, that's all I'm worth to you?

But... Junior, I won't let you cut corners.

But... Junior, I won't let you cut corners.

-Just hurry up.-Anything you say, Dad.

Oh. Where, oh, where is that ring?

Hey, can you feel it in there, Wembley?

I know it's in here, 'cause I saw it go in.

Oh, Wembley, you've contaminatedthe second batch.

-Second?-You mean this isn't the batch

-that Wembley threw the ring into?-Why me? Why my radish ratatouille?

Boober, I've got a desperate Gorgon my hands, where is that ring?

-Probably a work of modern art by now.-[gasps]

-You gave it to Mokey?-You gave it to Mokey?

-Yup.-Oh, I just hope I'm not too late.

That's... There. Finished. The traditionalFraggle Rock whoopee wreath.

-Ah, isn't it... [Red] Ooh, whoopee!

Whoa! Oh, oh! Oh, dear. Oh, Red. Oh, my goodness.

-Are you all right? My goodness.-Oh, Mokey. Oh, I'm so sorry.

Huh? Oh, that? Oh, don't be silly. That's what whoopee wreaths are for.

And, uh, oh, here.

You may have the remains.

-Ooh, thank you.-You're welcome.

-Wow. Hey, watch this.-What?

-Whoa, whoa!-Hey, wait.

-[clanks]-Oh! Stop it, stop it. I swear...

Why, hello. Oh, this is a rather lethal object.

I shall take it to Outer Spaceand dispose of it.

[Pa Gorg] Oh! [laughs] No.

Psst. Hey, Fraggle. I can't stall 'em much longer.

How much longer must we waitto renew our love.

I don't know.

But it better be soon. My passion hath no patience.

Oh, come on. Where are you?

They're beginning to suspectsomething's wrong.

-Oh, that does it.-Hmm?

Junior is talking to a hole in the ground.

He can't take the pressure of the wedding.

Well, by gum, we're getting this over with.

-Junior?-Huh?

Produce the ring.

[stammers] But, Daddy, that's just it. I can't.

[gasps]

I lost the ring.

-[groans]-But... Then we... we can't be married!

-Oh, oh, oh! Oh, Pa. Oh, Pa!-But don't worry.

-The Fraggle said he'd bring it back.-What?

You mean, one of those disgusting Fragglestouched my ring.

-[groans]-Wait. Yeah, but... but... Whoa!

Yuck. Oh, well, here we are. Outer Space.

-[sighs] Oh!-[clattering]

Just gotta stop Uncle Matt before it's...

too late.

Oh, no.

Oh, oh. Don't worry, Pa, Ma.

This Fraggle is very reliable.

Once he gets here, I'll just soak the ringin

disinfectant and it'll be good as new.

Hey, Gorg.

Boy, at last. Quick let's have it. Boy, at last. Quick let's have it.

[panting] I tried...

-but the ring is gone for good.-[gasps]

-[stammers] Gone for good?-Hmm.

[groans]

Oh, no.

-[Uncle Matt pants]-[Sprocket barks]

All right. Sit, sit, sit down.

All right. How about an even trade. Um, my life for this shiny round thing.

-[sniffs]-Hmm?

Um, fetch!

-[Sprocket barking]-What's all the racket about, Sprocket?

Did you find that new washer, Sprocket?

Sprocket? Sprock... Oh, I guess he did.

-[clanking]-Oh!

[clanking continues] [clanking continues]

Working, working, working...

[clang]

-[engine sputtering]-Oh, it's all in the timing.

[chuckles]

My parents' marriage of 513 years is overand I'm to blame.

What are you gonna do?

There's only one thing to dowhen a Gorg's disgraced the throne.

Huh?

Hey! Where are you going?

-[door closes]-Oh.

-Pa! Where you going?-Son! Where you going?

-I'm leaving the Kingdom.-I'm leaving the Kingdom.

-But why?-But why?

-I... I... No, no, no, no.

You go first, lord of the universe.

Well, son. I have decidedto make my last royal decree.

I'm abdicating my throne, since I cannot be with the Gorg I love.

I'm abdicating my throne, since I cannot be with the Gorg I love.

-Oh, no!-Just because of a ring?

-Hey, Philo?-What?

You think we'll find any trashto take back to Marjory?

Well, I don't know, Gungie. It's pretty slim pickings in here today.

-Yeah.-Hey, what do ya know? Look at that.

[clanking]

-Whoa!-Whoa! Look at that.

-Oh, Gunge. Oh!-What a fascinating example

-of Doozer garbage.-Say, wait a minute, I saw it first.

What do you know? I'm the connoisseur of trash.

-Oh, oh, excuse me?-No problem.

-I'm sorry.-Don't worry about it.

-Will you give me that thing back?-But it's mine!

Kneel and pledge thy loyalty to thy liege.

-I so pledge, Pop.-Now, lad.

As my last act as king... [grunts]of the universe,

all-purveyor of all that I see, all that I don't see,

all that I might see, all that I want to see.

All that I might see, all that I want to see.

I dub thee protector of the realmwith all its various

-and attendant sundry duties.-Well, what do I have to do?

Look after your Ma, son. [cries]

Oh, poor Dad... Hey. Whoa! Hey!

[Ma Gorg] Junior, help me with my luggage.

Oh, yeah. Well, okay, Ma, but...

-Whoa!-Whoa! Oh, wait. Yeah... Where are you going?

Living in the castle without my duckykinsis just too painful for me to bear.

I'm leaving my beloved kingdom.

-Oh, boy.-Oh, but it's all my fault.

-I'm the one who should leave.-But you can't leave.

-Huh?-Why, I'm going into exile myself.

Oh, it's just like you to be contraryat a time like this.

-Oh, just like me to be contrary?-[chattering]

[Ma Gorg] You didn't want to do thisin the first place!

[Junior] Will you be quiet! [Junior] Will you be quiet!

Now, you both love each other, right?

-Oh, well, yeah.-Well, yeah.

Then why can't you stay together?

But tradition says that a Gorgmust give his bride a gift

as a token of his love.

Well, can't you think of something elseto give instead of a ring?

Well, uh... [snaps] What a good idea.

But, uh, what do we use?

Well, uh...

[gasps]

-The wedding will proceed as planned...-[both] Huh?

With this Fraggle as the gift.

-[Pa Gorg] What?-Oh, no.

[wedding fanfare]

She looks lovely, just like 513 years ago.

Dearly beloved, we are gathered hereto join these two Gorgs in wedded bliss.

Uh, this is loony.

So is this tradition.

But play along, will ya? Anything to get them married again.

Everything will be all right, my little garlic clove.

But the Fraggle will clashwith my bouquet.

Never you mind.

Now, repeat after me.

With this Fraggle, I thee wed.

-Hey, I saw it first.-Oh, what does that matter?

-Why, you little... Boys, boys, boys.

I've had it with you two.

Since you can't share this thing, then you can't have it.

And now we cometo the traditional giving of the gift.

-The ring!-The ring!

Oh, my wish cometh true. Oh, my wish cometh true.

-How'd you do that Junior?-Oh, well, it was nothing.

Oh, I now declare you emperor and empressof the universe, once again.

-Uh, you may kiss the bride.-Oh.

[both laugh]

Well, I don't know how, but everything worked out.

I guess, a tradition is a tradition, after all.

-Yeah.-[all laugh]

Oh, Sprocket. The pipesare no better than before.

Bad plumbinghas become a painful tradition with us.

[Sprocket whimpers]

-[gasps, barks]-Huh?

[metal clanks]

Start a new tradition? Sprocket, that's the best idea I've heard all day.

Go get it, boy.

[laughs] That a boy, Sprockie.

[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 ♪