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[upbeat music]

- ♪ Muppet Babies ♪

♪ They make their dreams come true ♪

♪ Muppet Babies ♪

♪ They'll do the same for you ♪

♪ When your world looks kind of weird ♪

♪ And you wish you weren't there ♪

♪ Close your eyes and make believe ♪

♪ That you can be anywhere ♪

♪ Kermit loves adventure, Miss Piggy is a star ♪

♪ Summer loves to paint, and Fozzie's jokes are... ♪

- Wocka wocka! - Hey, that doesn't even rhyme.

- ♪ Animal's on drums, Gonzo's off in a flash ♪

♪ Everybody duck, 'cause I think he's gonna... ♪

- Is everything all right out here?

all: Yes, Miss Nanny.

- ♪ Muppet Babies, they make their dreams come true ♪

♪ Muppet Babies ♪

♪ They'll do the same for you ♪

[engine whirring]

Wa-ha-ha-ha-hoo!

[indistinct chatter]

- Hmm.

- Have you finished your drawing yet, Piggy?

- Almost.

- Um, you haven't colored anything in yet.

- Hmm. I can't decide which color

to use for my dress.

They all look so good on me.

- [groans]

- [grunting]

And done. Finished before Piggy.

I win! - Wow.

I didn't know you could win at coloring.

- You can't. We weren't racing.

- ♪ Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo, victory dance ♪

- Oh. He's been doing this ever since we got

the toy racetrack.

- Yeah. Now he thinks

everything's a race.

- Ah...ah...

- Choo! I sneezed first.

I win!

- Why was the cat afraid of the tree?

- Uh... - Because of its bark.

Told the joke first. I win!

- [grunting]

[toilet flushes] - I win!

- Gonzo!

- He took my tissue. - And my joke.

- And my turn to go to the bathroom.

- And then he does that dance.

- He wants to finish first so badly, nothing else matters.

Even us. - What'd you guys say?

- [gasps] My picture!

- Finished it first. I win!

- You colored outside the l--

- Linguine.

Finished your sentence first. I win again!

♪ Ooh-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, victory dance ♪

- [grunts] Gonzo, it's time you stop this.

- I wish I could, but there's no stopping these dance moves.

♪ Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo, victory dance ♪

- I mean the racing.

- Piggy's right. No one's been racing you.

- Well, why not? - Because it isn't any fun

when you're the only one racing.

- Then let's all race-- a real race

with silly cars and a trophy.

[gasps] We'll call it

The Great Gonzo's Grand Prix.

It'll be a blast!

- Oh, I don't know, Gonzo.

- I'll make you a deal. If I win,

you admit I'm greatest racer ever.

But if you win, I'll never do my victory dance again.

all: Deal.

- Then come on. I'll race you to the race.

[all laughing]

- Ooh. - Whee!

- [laughs]

- Hey, kids. What are you doing?

- Hiya, Mr. Statler and Mr. Waldorf.

We're gonna have a race.

You guys wanna be the announcers?

- Well, why not? - Yeah, we got nothing

better to do. - All right, here we go.

Vroom, vroom. Vroom, vroom, vroom.

- Welcome to the start of The Great Gonzo's Grand Prix.

- Grand Prix? Doesn't look very grand to me.

- That's because you left the lens cap on.

- Oh, that's better.

These racers have come from all over the playroom

to see who can get to the finish line first.

There's Summer driving the Atomic Bobsled.

- Ready to slide.

- Miss Piggy atop her Sparklecycle.

- Mwah, mwah. Thank you.

- Fozzie Bear in the Wockamobile.

[horn honks] - Wocka wocka!

- Animal driving his monster truck.

- Race! Race! - No subtlety there.

- At the helm of the Jolly Frogger,

it's Kermit the Frog.

- Yarr! You mean Captain Greenbeard.

- Mm, whatever, kid. - [sighs]

- Huh. Where's The Great Gonzo?

- Yeah, you'd think he'd show up for his own race.

- Wait. I think I see something.

[engine whirring]

[gear clicks]

[electric guitar riff]

- Who's ready for a race?

all: Wow. - Oh, come on!

How come your racer looks a lot faster than all of ours?

- There's no rule against super-awesome, souped-up,

superduper machines.

And I know because I'm the one that made the rules.

Prepare to be left in the dust.

- Finally. - Let's get this race started.

- [clucks]

[engines revving]

[clucks]

[engine revs]

[clucks]

[all coughing]

- Wahoo!

- Wow, he really did leave us in the dust.

- Come on! He's getting away!

- And they're off.

The Great Gonzo takes an early lead.

- Yep. Those other racers

sure got their work cut out for them.

[rock music]

- Huh. Company.

With all this hot pursuit, I'm starting to feel

a little thirsty.

♪ ♪

Ah. Delish.

And now a little drinksy for my friends.

♪ ♪

Hope you like mud pies. [laughs]

[all yelling]

- Ah! Oh, dear.

I can do this. I can do this.

I...

hate mud.

- And Piggy is out of the competition.

But the rest of the pack is keeping the pressure on.

- ♪ Winning the race, cha-cha ♪

♪ Winning the race ♪ - There he is.

- Hmm? [laughing] Oh.

Want another taste, do you?

Well, step right up for the second course:

banana peels.

[laughs]

- [gasps] Look out!

all: Whoa!

[foghorn blows]

- Hey, this is kind of fun.

- Come on, he's getting away!

- Keep going! - Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Okay. A little less fun, please.

Whoa, guys.

- Looks like Summer Penguin won't be beating Gonzo either.

- Whoa. - Yeah, but at least

she gave it a whirl. [both laugh]

- That means there's just three racers left

who can beat Gonzo the Great to the finish line.

- They'll never catch up to me now.

- Caught ya. - [stammers]

How did you-- - The Wockamobile

runs on jokes.

The better the jokes I tell it, the faster it goes.

I can catch anybody. - Runs on jokes, huh?

Hey, car, what's a car's favorite kind of book?

[horn honks] Tuna fish on rye.

- I don't get it. [engine sputtering]

Whoa! - That's 'cause it's not funny!

- Oh, no.

[foghorn blares]

All right, Fozzie Bear time to think

of your favorite joke.

Hey, car, did I ever tell you the one

about the Italian race car driver?

[horn honks] He always drove "past-ya."

"Past ya," "pasta"? Wocka wocka!

[sproing] [glass shatters]

Oh.

- And Fozzie Bear is out of jokes.

- Yep. Now it's up to the frog and the--

Hey, where'd that little red guy go?

- [laughing]

Fun! Race fun!

Beat Gonzo! - Right.

Hey, Animal. - Huh?

- How would you like to go for a little spin?

- Uh-oh. Ah!

- Looks like Animal's chances are up in the air.

- Yeah, and they may never come down.

- See you at the finish line. [laughs]

- [gulps] Guess it's up to me.

- The final two racers are entering Funnel Canyon.

[bell dinging]

- Look out, Gonzo.

Here comes Greenbeard the pirate.

- Ha, can't catch me!

- Why's it called Funnel Canyon? - Surrender, you scurvy dog!

- I think they're about to find out.

- Never!

[ship creaking]

- Uh-oh. - Canyon's getting narrow, huh?

But not for me.

[whirring]

- Oh!

[ding]

- [clucks]

- Phew.

- That's it. With the Jolly Frogger out,

there's no one left between Gonzo and the finish line.

- Told you. Racing is fun.

- Yeah, sure, for you.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- See for yourself.

[screeching]

- Help! - I don't think your friends

are having as much fun as you are.

- Whoa! - Yeah, what'd you think,

they'd like it when you ran them off the road

with a bunch of dirty tricks?

- [yelling]

[blubbers]

Bumpy landing.

- I wasn't trying to make them sad.

I just thought if we all raced together

that they'd see how much fun it was.

- And you wanted to win. - Yeah, I did.

But you're right. I shouldn't have cheated.

- First smart thing you've said all day.

- So what are you gonna do about it?

[electric guitar riff]

- I'll show you.

[whirring]

- Gonzo? - What are you doing?

- What I should have done before.

- Yay! - Aha!

- Hang on, Fozzie.

- Gonzo?

- Here, try this joke. - [gasps]

Hey, Wockamobile, what's a car's favorite kind of book?

[horn honks] An autobiography.

[crowd laughing]

[engine revs]

Wocka wocka!

- [laughs]

[whirring]

- Whoa-oh! Whoa, whoa!

- This will put the brakes on.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Phew. Thanks, Gonzo!

- Hey, wait!

- Oops, wrong way.

Still a little dizzy.

♪ ♪

- Huh?

Gonzo?

- Don't worry. I'm to help.

- What?

Gonzo, this isn't helping!

♪ ♪

[screams]

- What do you know? We got ourselves a race again.

- I can't believe you came back for us, Gonzo.

- Yeah, you could have been in the winner's circle by now.

- I'm sorry, you guys. I got carried away.

Racing's fun, but I realized there's

way more important things than winning.

- Like pizza? - Rubber chickens?

- Drums? - Like all of you.

all: Aw.

- Well, that's good, because Fozzie's about to win.

[horn honks] - Wocka wocka!

- Not yet, he's not. Come on, you guys.

Let's finish this. [all cheer]

- This is it. It's a free-for-all

as the racers head straight for the finish line.

Kermit takes the lead in the Jolly Frogger.

But here comes Summer in the Atomic Bobsled.

- No, it's Animal in the monster truck.

- But Piggy's not out yet.

Now it's Fozzie and Gonzo out in front.

- It's Fozzie. - No, Gonzo.

- No, Fozzie. - They're neck and neck.

It's anybody's race.

- Come on, Fozzie. Show me what you got.

- You watch. I'm a fast learner.

[crowd laughs]

Whoa! [laughs]

[all cheering] - It's Fozzie Bear.

Fozzie Bear wins! [crowd cheering]

[all cheering]

- That's it, race fans. The winner of the Grand Prix

receives the trophy from The Great Gonzo himself.

We sure got our money's worth on this race.

- What are you talking about? Our tickets were free.

- Exactly. [both laugh]

- Ah, thank you. You know what they say:

when life gives you a lemon, get inside and drive it.

- Great job, Fozzie.

- Great race. You deserve it.

- Actually, I don't. You deserve it.

- But I didn't win.

- You helped your friends, and that's always

a victory in my book.

Only today you get a trophy for it.

- I guess this means there's only one thing left to do.

Come on, everybody. Victory dance.

[all vocalizing]

all: ♪ Victory dance ♪

[all cheer]

- [grunting]

[yells]

Whoa!

I'm okay.

- Om. [soft indistinct chatter]

- Ah. - Oh.

- My turn.

- [laughs]

- Hey, Animal, wanna play a game

before quiet time's over? - Uh-uh.

Animal no wanna play game.

- Okay, how about you, Rizzo?

- Sorry, frog, I'm busy doing my exercises.

- Exercises?

- Hey, that reminds me of a joke.

What's a frog's favorite exercise?

Jumping jacks. Get it?

[excitedly] Frogs. Jumping--

both: Shh.

- [softly] Wocka wocka!

- Nah, that's not the kind of exercises I'm doing.

These are breathing exercises.

Watch. [inhales deeply]

[exhales]

Deep breathing helps me relax, see,

and get real calm-like.

Being a rat can be very stressful.

- Well, my mom runs a bubble bath for me

when I need to relax.

- Bubbles are all right, but you haven't lived

till you've belly-flopped into pool of pancake batter

while playing the kazoo.

Now, that's relaxing.

all: Uh... - Okay.

Well, I like to relax by playing my banjo.

- Bubble baths. Bubble baths are the only way to relax.

- Oh, I like to paint. [all talking at once]

- Have you tried singing songs about rainbows

while sitting on a lily pad?

- Ugh.

- Rizzo, wait. Where arevous going?

- Back to my rat hole.

Relaxing with you people is exhausting.

[door slams]

- Okay, well...

why don't we all play quiet tag together?

Come on, Animal.

- Animal no want quiet.

Animal want drums.

Drums. Drums!

Ugh. - Animal, your drums

aren't up there. - No, Kermie,

but his drumsticks are. See?

- Miss Nanny put them on the tippy-top shelf

until quiet time is over.

- [grunting] Animal want drum!

Now, now, now, now, now, now!

- Animal, it's quiet time.

Shouting isn't very, you know, quiet.

- Animal no want quiet!

Animal want drums!

[growling] - Animal, where are you going?

- [grunting]

- I've never seen him so upset.

[footsteps pounding]

- Drums. Drums.

[all yell]

- Moldy guacamole. What happened to Animal?

- Let's go outside and find out.

Come on, let's go!

[all laughing] - Whee!

- Huh? [all gasp]

- [grunting]

Me...

angry!

- Animal, arevous okay?

- Not Animal.

Animal Kong!

[yells]

- Oh, no. Animal's so angry,

he turned into a giant Animal.

- Maybe if we help him calm down,

he'll be Animal again.

- Then let's do it fast. He looks really upset.

- [grunting] Animal Kong want drums.

[yelling]

- What do we do now?

- I could tell a joke.

What's King Kong's favorite snack?

A two-ton banana.

[all laugh] Huh? Wocka wocka!

- Fozzie, that's brilliant. - Huh?

Well, if you like that, stick around.

I got a million of them.

- Not the joke, the banana.

Look. I saved this from breakfast.

Maybe Animal Kong will calm down if we give him a snack.

Once, Miss Nanny said I got cranky because I was hungry.

Hey, Animal. How about a little snack?

- [yelling]

- Kermit, I don't think he heard you.

- No problem. If Animal Kong won't come

to his snack, the snack will come to him.

To the trikes, everybody!

Get ready for takeoff!

Hang on, everyone. Wheels up!

[all cheer]

- [yelling] Huh?

[Wagner's "Ride of the Valkyries" playing]

- Bananas away!

[gunfire] - [grunts]

- Oh, no. He didn't eat any of them.

- We've gotta go in again. Let's go!

all: Yay!

- Ah, no want bananas. [growling]

- Hey, what's all the racket?

[gunfire]

- Did you just see what I just saw?

- I know. It was bananas.

[both laugh]

- Kermit, I'm down to my last banana.

- Me too, Fozzie.

Let's make one last run, everybody.

all: Yay!

- Eat the bananas, Animal. It's for your own good!

- Animal no want banana.

Animal want...

drums! [all yell]

[all grunting]

- Hmm, I get the feeling Animal might not want a banana.

- Well, we have to do something.

- Do not fear. I, The Great Gonzo,

know how we can calm Animal down.

A distraction.

- A distraction? What's that?

- [blubbering] Look over there!

all: Huh?

- What? Where?

- That's a distraction--

something that takes your attention away

from what you were doing.

- Oh, I knew that.

- And I've got the perfect stunt

to distract Animal with.

[rumbling]

Ta-da!

Hold this and follow me.

Stand here, please.

Perfecto.

Animal Kong!

- [yelling] Huh?

- Watch as The Great Gonzo flies across the backyard,

through a Hula-Hoop, and into that wading pool

filled with buttered popcorn.

Prepared to be amazed...

and distracted.

Three, two, one...

blastoff!

Whoo! [laughing]

[all cheer]

- Mmm. Not bad.

- Not bad? Clearly my stunt was

the perfect distraction for Animal.

Look. - Ooh, cool stunt.

- Yeah, you're right.

Animal totally forgot about his drums.

- Drums!

- Uh-oh, Animal Kong seems angrier than ever.

- Nice going.

- Miss Nanny is going to come looking for us soon.

Quiet time is almost over.

- Oh, forget it. We've tried everything.

[sighs]

- Piggy, that's it. - What's it, Kermie?

- Taking a deep breath.

Rizzo said deep breathing helps him relax.

Maybe he can teach Animal.

- [stammers] What?

No way. Forget about it.

- Why not? - I'm much, much too busy.

There's a lot of popcorn left to eat.

- Please, Rizzo. He needs our help.

- Yeah, and I mean, who knows the next time

we'll meet a rat as smart as you?

- Mm-hmm. The frog speaks the truth.

Okay, I'll do it.

- [yelling] - Hey, Animal.

- Huh? - Do like me.

Breathe in blue skies. [inhales deeply]

That means as you take a breath,

think happy thoughts.

- Um, okay. [inhales deeply]

[all yell]

- Good.

Then you breathe out gray skies.

Think about any sad, bad feeling

and blow it out. [inhales deeply]

[exhaling] Phew.

- [exhales] all: Whoa.

[all groan]

- Whoa, whoa. Gentler.

You're breathing too hard.

- Animal no want to breathe.

Animal want drums! - Whoa!

Ugh.

- Oh, I really miss regular-size Animal.

Animal Kong is so loud, and I can't talk to him.

- I miss him too. You know what?

I bet Animal Kong misses being regular-size Animal.

It probably doesn't feel very good to be that angry.

- Uh-huh. - Yeah, you're right.

- Poor Animal.

Animal... - Huh?

- I'm sorry you're feeling so bad today.

- [groans]

- Whoa. - I can't look.

- Summer! - Oh, this is getting good.

[laughs]

- I bet it feels crummy to have angry feelings this big.

- Uh-huh.

- Don't worry, Animal.

You aren't gonna feel like Animal Kong for always.

My angry feelings always get smaller eventually.

[soft acoustic guitar music]

♪ Big feelings can fill you up ♪

♪ Make you feel real small ♪

♪ I know ♪

♪ I've been there, buddy ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Sometimes you get so upset ♪

♪ You lose track of yourself ♪

♪ I know ♪

♪ I've been there, buddy ♪

♪ ♪

♪ So let a tear or two fall ♪

♪ Remember that your biggest angry feelings ♪

♪ Never last that long ♪

♪ ♪

all: ♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

- ♪ So let a ♪ all: ♪ Tear or two fall ♪

- ♪ Remember that your biggest angry feelings never ♪

all: ♪ Last that long ♪

- ♪ I promise you'll feel better, buddy, soon ♪

- [sniffles] Thanks, Summer.

- Wow, that was beautiful.

Hey, are you crying?

- Yeah, 'cause you're standing on my foot.

- You guys, look.

I think Animal's really trying to calm down now.

- [exhales]

- Come on, Animal.

Breathe in blue skies. Breathe out gray skies.

- Blue. [inhales]

[exhales] Gray.

[breathing deeply] - He's shrinking.

[all cheering]

- Animal Kong is just Animal again.

- Oh. Of course he is.

Big, angry feelings don't stay big forever.

- Right.

- Especially when you do Rizzo's

expert breathing exercises to calm down.

Good thing I thought of it. - He thought of it?

Sheesh. [laughter]

- Okay, everyone, quiet time is over.

Animal had a hard time when I had to put these away.

I know he'll be happy to get them back.

- Yeah! [laughs]

One, two, three-- [snoring]

- Oh, look at that.

His little tantrum must have tired him out.

- If that was a little tantrum,

I'd hate to see what a giant one looks like.

- [snoring] [laughter]

Drums.

[upbeat music]

- [giggles]

- Wocka wocka!

- [clucks] - [chirps]

[car horn honks]

♪ ♪

- Yay!

♪ ♪

- Yay!

[grunts]

♪ ♪

- Ooh!

♪ ♪