Sprocket, wake up!
Look what I've found.
Sprocket, come here, boy.
Do you know what this is?
You think you know what it is but you don't.
You think it's a chandelier.
Well, it looks like a chandelier.
In fact it is a chandelier.
But when I'm finished with it it will also be a smoke detector
and a burglar alarm.
How do you like that?
This time even I am impressed.
I'm so glad you agree, Sprocket.
But you always agree, that's what I love about you.
You're so loyal, so helpful,
so tired.
Come on, Sprocky, gonna help me, aren't you?
A dog is a man's best friend and friends help.
Attaboy. I knew you would.
I said I'd help, Mockey. Here's the rock.
Where is everybody?
-Hey, Wembley, you in here? -Yeah, red.
Hey. Red, have you seen Wembley?
He is in here, Gobo.
Ready to help me with my racket balancing?
Sure, Red.
Hey, Wembley,
Are you going to come with me to get the postcard from my uncle Traveling Matt?
You bet. I always do that.
Wembley, did you find a rock for my still life?
It goes right in there.
I sure found the rock and it's right here just like I promised.
It's a bit lumpy.
Don't worry, I'll get another one.
-My clothesline! -Sorry, Boober.
I'll fix it for you, Boober.
-Come on, Wemb. -All right, Gobo.
-Come on, Wembley. -All right, Red.
I guess I need more paint.
Don't worry about the rock, I'll get another one for you.
But I told Gobo and I told Red...
But how do you think I feel. My clothesline is broken.
I'll help you fix it, Boober.
But how?
If I don't get those socks hung up soon they'll mildew.
There's not even any place to hang anything around here.
Unless...
-Wembley, I think you could do it. -What?
A clothesline. You'd be perfect.
-Me a clothesline? -Yes, you said you'd help.
Think of it as a calling.
I will get the socks.
Meet me in 5 minutes in the great hall.
I'll be a clothesline.
What about Gobo's postcard and Red's racket and Mockey's rock?
I'll never get it all done.
How come every time I take a walk and meet somebody,
And the somebody's got something to do?
And how come every time they say, "I need a special helper,"
And the special helper's gotta be you?
Well everybody's got somebody helpin'. Ain't it strange?
How come they won't help me for a change?
Give it a try. It's easy as pie.
It's something you could do on your own.
I'm easily found I'm always around
Just knock on my door and I'm home
And how come every—
Hey, Wembley. Over here. Keep your eyes on the racket.
I'm watching you, Red.
I'm ready for you, Wembley.
-I'll be— -Wembley!
Hey, Wembley, come on. Let's go get the postcard.
-Coming! -The rock, Wembley?
Everybody's got somebody helping. Ain't it strange?
How come they won't help me for a change?
Give it a try It's easy as pie
It's something you could do on your own
I'm easily found I'm always around
Just knock on my door and I'm home
Wembley!
I need a clothes line, Wembley.
Wembley!
And how come every time I—
Hey, Wembley, come on. Let's go.
-Coming. -Wembley.
Not yet.
Oh, oh, look Wembley. I almost got it.
Everybody's got somebody helping Ain't it strange?
How come they won't help me for a change?
Wembley, have you seen a rock yet?
Everybody's got somebody helping Ain't it strange?
How come they won't help me for a change?
How is this one, Mockey?
That's beautiful but I don't think I'll use a rock in a painting.
I think cheese would be a lot prettier.
Sure. I'll look for some cheese, then.
Oh, no.
Help!
Help somebody!
How did such a small Fraggle get in such a big mess?
I was easy, really.
I see. So you wanna lie here with a bolder on your belly.
Not exactly.
He could have fooled me. Let me help.
Now, what can I get for you?
Get for me? You wanna get something for me?
Sure. You just got hit by a falling rock.
Tell you what: I'll make you a moss pack.
Very soothing after rock falls.
Don't move. Relax.
I'll take care of you.
You will?
Ok, Wembley, time to be a clothesline. On your feet.
Just put your arms straight out to the sides.
Relax, I'll take care of you.
Don't worry about me. Just take care of my socks.
That's what she said: "relax, I'll take care of you"
A talent like yours should be taken care of.
After all there's not many Fraggles who have a nose you can hang a pair of socks on.
She helped me. Me, Wembley!
And I don't even know her name.
There. All finished. Don't move!
I'll be back in a couple of hours.
Here's your moss pack.
What's all this?
I promised Boober...
Well, I promise you you'll feel a lot better without all these socks.
Unless, of course, you want them there. Do you?
Not really.
Well, put your arms down.
How does that feel now?
-That's great, thanks. -You're welcome.
Wait, please.
Say it!
No, that's not what I meant.
What I wanted to ask...
-What's your name? -Lou. What's yours?
My name is Wembley.
Pleased to meet you, Wembley.
Are you hungry?
I was just gonna go and get a Doozer stick.
Want to come along?
Now, that's my kind of Fraggle.
Did Wembley come through here? I haven't seen him for a long time.
Neither have I. But don't worry, he's probably out getting cheese.
Hi, guys. Guess what.
I just met a really neat Fraggle.
What's his name?
Her name. It's Lou.
Her name?
I know Lou. She's on my rock rolling squad.
Nice Fraggle.
Nice is right, she's fantastic.
She helped me—see? and I like her.
And I 'd like to get to know her a lot better.
You would?
There's no time for that now.
We've got to get the card from my uncle Traveling Matt.
Wembley, let me see.
Yes, I can tell. Our little Wembley is in love.
In love? I didn't say that.
Why not? It's perfect.
You meet a strange and beautiful Fraggle,
she helps you out, your heart pounds,
your eyes meet and you fall in love.
-I do? -Yes, of course.
It's your destiny. You must follow your heart.
She's nice and I like her
and she makes a great moss pack.
You see, you are in love.
No, he's not.
Of course he is.
I am?
I've never been in love before, what do I do?
You help me get my postcard from my uncle Traveling Matt.
Right.
What do you do, Wembley? Do?
You think about your Lou. You adore her, you worship her.
You ditch her.
You make her love you.
Make her love me? How do I do that?
Duck!
You mean if I duck Lou will love me?
Forget it, Lou will never love a little wimp like me.
In the first place you're not a little wimp.
And in the second place,
what's a little wimp like you want with all this romance stuff anyway?
Outer Space, that's something to think about.
You wait here, I'll be right back.
I'm just a little wimp
I guess I'm kind of limp
And how could anyone Ever have any fun
If she loved a shrimpy, little wimp?
But you never have to scrimp
When you learn to love a wimp
If you don't like his mug, You can use him for a rug
If he's sort of badly built, You can use him for a quilt
If his color is green You can plant him like a bean
I can truly recommend A wimp for a friend
So that's why you should learn to love a wimp
I wonder what's taking Gobo so long.
I wonder why somebody didn't think about this before.
That's the burglar alarm!
I wonder what set it off.
Let's test the smoke detector while we're at it.
That's OK.
Of course, it still works as a light.
We've done it, Sprocket.
Thanks to you, my loyal dog, I reinvented the chandelier.
What we're gonna do now is put it up there.
You want to help?
It won't take long, I promise.
You hold on for this.
And watch out 'cause it's heavy.
Sprocket, what are you doing up there?
Come down and don't drop it.
Goodness sake.
Hello?
Thanks, Ned, I appreciate the tip.
Shimmelfinney called to say the hot-dog man is down the street.
What do you want, the usual?
Two hot-dogs?
Hold the onions, checked.
And don't move, I'll be back in a minute.
Wembley, listen to this.
Dear nephew Gobo
the silly creatures love some pretty bizarre things, you know.
And the Fraggle size silly creatures especially love something very odd.
Naturally I was curious so I decided to try one for myself.
It seemed to be a silly creatures' moss pack.
However the foolish thing didn't even keep my head warm.
I think I'd rather have the real thing.
Love, your uncle Traveling Matt.
There you are, Wembley, you poor lovesick soul.
I know the person that can solve all your problems.
You just come with me.
And does your heart sore when this Lou Fraggle is near?
Yeah, I guess.
Yes, Madam Heap.
His heart gets very sore. What should he do?
Nothing. He's obviously in love.
See? I told you.
Enjoy it. Relax.
Go with the flow. Follow your nose.
Not hard with a nose like that.
You can hang a pair of socks on that nose.
Excuse me, madam Heap, but what should he do to make Lou love him?
Well, young Fraggle, Love is not found in the market.
It's not found under any bush, I can tell you.
I think I should just forget the whole thing and go home.
No, it's found right here.
Come on, boys, where are those love potions.
help me find the stuff.
No. 6?
How about No. 27?
No, boys, I want the real stuff.
No. 9.
Not No. 9!
Not No. 9, whatever it is!
There you go.
This is a powerful love potion.
One sniff and your Lou Fraggle will love you like crazy.
Listen to this.
Lover, lover, number 9, Don't you pout and don't you whine
She will love you every time
Lover, lover, number 9
Don't you pout and don't you whine
She will love you every time
Lover, lover, number 9
The Trash Heap has spoken.
He'll use it right away.
-Oh, Wembley, isn't it romantic? -Sort of, I guess.
Lover, lover, number 9 Don't you pout and don't you whine
She will love you every time
Lover, lover, number 9
Nuts. I forgot to tell them that the potion only lasts for 20 minutes.
Never mind, dear. They'll find out soon enough.
In about half an hour.
Just think.
One sniff of that potion and Lou will be yours.
She will gaze deeply into your eyes and she will fall hopelessly in love.
Mockey, don't you think that Gorg will hear you?
Then you will take her in your little green arms
and you'll run with the wind to carve a new life.
You've got to be quiet!
I know lots of terrible things to do to a Fraggle.
Wembley, use the love potion.
But I don't wanna love a Gorg.
No. Make the Gorg love you, silly.
Oh, yeah.
First I'm gonna smash you.
Then I'm gonna take you back to my room and put you in a little dark cage.
Then I'm gonna feed you buns.
Then I'm gonna __
Then I'm going to kiss you 99.
Then I'm going to worship the ground you walk on.
This stuff really works.
What can I do, love of my life?
Put me down this instant.
Yes, my darling.
Oh, no. The potion is gone.
Nobody breathe.
Wembley, Wembley!
Hold your nose, Red.
Hold my nose?
Darling.
Sweetheart.
Sugar lips.
Wembley, Wembley, number 9, You're so fair and you're so fine
Love you till the end of time,
Wembley, Wembley, number 9
What is this, guys? This is a big mistake.
You see, there was this love potion.
Wembley, Wembley, number 9, You're so fair and you're so fine
Love you till the end of time
Wembley, Wembley, number 9
Wembley, Wembley, number 9, You're so fair and you're so fine
Love you till the end of time
Wembley, Wembley, number 9
Why am I letting them do this to me?
The love potion should be wearing off about now.
Oh, well, love him or leave him.
Love you till the end of time
What was that all about?
Faulty air vent. Back to work.
What happened?
Correct me if I'm wrong but am I holding Wembley?
You are.
Use your chance. You must declare your love
and demand that it be requited.
But I can't.
Just speak from your throbbing heart.
I can't.
-Hi, Lou. -Hi, Wembley. How are you?
Just say "Lou, I love you". Go on.
Lou, I love you, go on.
What?
Great start.
Get to the part about the undying passion.
No, Mockey, I won't.
What's going on?
Everybody's trying to tell me how I feel about you.
How do you feel about me?
I like you and I like being with you
and I'd like doing stuff together.
Terrific. What would you like to do?
See, you guys? I've had a terrible time today.
I've looking for rocks and cheese
and going to outer space and balancing rackets,
and drying socks and spilling love potion,
all at the same time.
And all for you, guys.
Only Lou asked me what I'd like to do.
We didn't mean to do all that.
Don't get me wrong.
I'll be happy to help you with all those things later
but one at a time.
Right now, I'm gonna spend time with my pal Lou.
Go for it.
-I'm chipper as a chimp -My heart is like a blimp
And how could anyone Ever have any fun
If she never learned to love a wimp?
I'm sorry but I'm simp- Ly mad about my wimp
-'Cause I really like his mug -And I'm better than a rug
-And he's awful nicely built -And I'm warmer than a quilt
-And his color is green -And I'm bigger than a bean
We can truly recommend A wimp for a friend
So that's why I have learned to love a wimp
Here we go, Sprocky. Your favorite!
Sprocket.
What happened?
Whose idea was this damn chandelier anyway?
I hate chandeliers.
Are you alright?
Sprocket, speak to me.
Oh, I see.
Poor old boy, fell asleep.
I guess I worked him pretty hard today.
But I don't know what I'd do without him.
Behind every great man there's a dog, huh?
And behind every great dog there's a hot dog.
There you go.