Come here, Sprocket. I need your help.
What's in there?
One word?
How many letters?
Come on.
Sounds like...
Shimmelfinney!
Choke!
Cough!
Well, I'm trying, Sprockie.
Don't start getting your fur in a frazzle.
What did I say, "fur"?
You got fur in your throat?
I don't know what's gotten into you.
Your brain must be getting fragile.
No, thanks. I think I'll stand right where I am.
Outer Space gets weirder all the time.
Looks the same as always to me, Gobo.
What I meant was that—
You're losing your explorer's edge, right?
Don't worry, it happens to everybody.
Speed is the first thing that goes and then timing, and then...
Now wait!
I don't think it's your start particularly,
I think it's your turn and pivot
when you're picking up uncle Matt's cards.
Why don't you go out there and show me?
I couldn't do that.
Outer Space belongs to you and Traveling Matt.
I mean,
me going out there? It would just be wrong.
Not at all.
Uncle Matt and I'd love the company.
And I'd love to join you.
But believe me, it's just not right.
I guess I'll have to go out there and get on my own then.
Explorer's edge or no explorer's edge.
At least I've conquered all my fears.
Fear has nothing to do with it.
It's grace and style we're concerned with.
Rag?
You want me to make a hole with the awl.
What is it?
Rag, awl.
Rag, awl…
I don't know why I can't get it, Sprocket.
Don't get into a gaggle.
With all this carrying on I've forgotten the real reason I came here.
I've looked everywhere else.
I have to find the rent money.
I know I've put it some place safe but where?
And get your nose out of that old hole.
I never hide the money in there.
And you are too big to get through that little opening anyway.
But I thought I was pretty graceful getting the card this time, eh?
You didn't keep tight enough control over your tail.
You might have knocked something over.
Now I think—
Dear nephew Gobo,
the silly creatures of this world
love rolling stuff around.
They have rollers on everything.
Yellow things,
blue things,
red things.
And even things they sit on.
There are even some highly evolved ones
who have grown actual rollers on their feet.
I can't tell how thrilling it was to watch the way these creatures moved.
They were so graceful!
You can imagine how happy I was when one of these creatures
noticed my presence ??
and gave me some rollers of my own.
I couldn't wait to try it.
I simply had to experience that wind on the hair feeling for myself.
Believe me.
There's nothing like it in Fraggle Rock.
And keep it that way.
Love, your uncle Traveling Matt.
Besides which, you're getting fat.
I am not!
You're getting paunchy and it's slowing you down.
You should diet.
Diet!
No more Doozer constructions.
From now on, it's strictly radishes.
Well then,
how about you going up to the Gorg garden
and getting me the radishes.
The Gorg garden? By myself?
That's Mockey's job.
Mockey's got what it takes for that job:
courage.
What?
I'll get you all the radishes you want.
It's okay, Red, I was only kidding.
No, I want to.
There's nothing wrong with being afraid of the Gorgs.
I'm not frightened. I'm going right now.
Red, you don't have to! Really!
The crown of the kingdom.
Someday all of this will be mine.
Junior, what are you doing in there?
Nothing.
Sit down and wait for me so you don't get in trouble.
Okay.
Have you seen my favorite crown?
Here it is, daddy!
The crown your great-great-great grandpa entrusted to me!
Junior, how could you?
It was easy actually.
You just put it down and then you sit on it
and "troblemm" one nice flat crown.
A son, a son A dummy for a son
It's bad enough you huff and puff To make a kingdom run
Why, should I Be forced to satisfy
A witless, wonder, dunder, blunder Dummy of a son?
So come, someone And take away my son
My enemies attack and tease Until the kingdom's done
But worse, I curse The wretched Universe
That brought a witless, dunder, blunder Dummy of a son
My son, my son You're stupid as they come
I taught you all that I recall So how come you're so dumb?
I cry, good-bye I'll prob'ly go and hide ??
But always here behind my rear I see my stupid son
I was great.
Come along, pumpkin.
The skunk cabbage patch is at its freshest and we want to make sure to pick today.
All right, ducky-kins.
I'll have more to say to you when we return.
Oh, pa!
That's not how you announce the exit of the king and queen.
Come now. Do it properly.
Hear ye.
The king and queen are now departing
for the wild skunk cabbage patch.
All loyal subjects bow down and make way.
Oh, that's me.
Your highness.
I expect you to make this up to me, boy.
I will. I'll make it up to you.
Make way! Make way!
Your majesty.
Make way! Make way!
-Button it, Junior. -Yes, daddy.
They are gone! The Gorgs are all gone!
Now I can get out there, get a radish
and no problem.
Wonder where it is.
It wasn't that long ago.
I was up here with Gobo and I'm sure I saw a steam lily.
I do hope so.
Steam lilies are such beautiful flowers.
What's that?
Cave moss?
Not that. That.
Gobo!
Mockey, come back!
This radish ought to prove to Gobo I was here.
I'm always the one getting in trouble around here.
Why me, great Gorg?
I've gotta do something to get back in daddy's good graces.
That's it!
I'll get rid of that big ugly old rock that Fraggles always crawl out of.
Daddy will be really pleased.
What I need is this big old sledgehammer.
This is gonna be fun.
I'll turn that old rock to pebbles and cut it away!
Oh, no! Fraggle Rock!
You know that huge hairy monster in Outer Space
that's always chasing you?
He was trying to smash his way into Fraggle Rock.
Gobo, it was terrible!
We're doomed!
Emergency!
Exactly, we've got to get up to Outer Space right away.
Outer space? But there is a Gorg.
A Gorg!
He's got a hammer. He's trying to smash Fraggle Rock.
They're attacking from all sides!
We gotta go!
Red'll have to handle the Gorg for now.
Me?
You can do it, Red.
I know it's scary, Red. But just get up there and do the best you can.
It's not that I'm scared for myself.
It's Fraggle Rock.
Exactly.
Mockey, Wembley, let's get up to Outer Space.
Red, you can take Boober. I'll join you as soon as I can.
It's no good, Red. I'm useless to you.
I'm a quivering collection of the worst and least helpful emotions.
Fear, anxiety, terror, paranoia, indigestion,
dish pan hands.
Knocked itself out. That took care of that, eh?
You two stay here in case that thing wakes up
and starts to try anything.
I'll go see how Red and Boober are.
Such a Fraggle.
Red, why are we waiting for death?
-Get your plan moving! -I don't have a plan.
I should have known that. We're gonna die.
I feel it in my bones.
Keep your bones quiet and let me think!
It's no use.
You don't have a plan and Fraggle Rock is doomed.
Everything is gonna be destroyed.
All the Fraggles, and all my laundry.
I give up. Dumb old hammer!
I give up to let Pa beat me.
I think he's giving up.
It's hopeless. Everything is doomed.
Doomed!
Boom? Who said that?
Maybe I said that.
Boom! That's it! What a great idea!
I'll blow this whole rock up.
Oh, boy!
What I need is one of daddy's boom sticks.
It's as daddy always says: a broomstick sweeps clean
but a boom stick, that's mean!
Red, I'm gonna go get Gobo.
-Don't be afraid. -I'm not afraid!
Tell Gobo I'm not afraid.
Yes, I am.
Why am I afraid to cry?
And why am I so proud?
I seem to fear
To show my tears
And why am I afraid to cry?
Afraid of fear?
Afraid to be afraid?
I know my friends would still be friends
If I should reach the end
They'd hold me near
And dry my tears
So why am I so petrified?
Afraid of fear?
Afraid to be afraid?
-Gobo! -Boober!
-The Gorg… -The monster knocked itself out
-I'm sorry. -I'm sorry.
But Red and I need your help.
That's why I'm here.
I almost forgot.
Daddy said I should always wear a helmet before I blow anything up.
Okay, helmet, get ready for the big one.
Daddy will love this.
It's gonna look beautiful without that big ugly old rock there.
Boober, hurry up.
I'll just light that fuse and away we go.
Don't worry about Red. She in at her best when she's impulsive.
But where is she?
I gotta go find her.
The Gorg put a bomb stick in here. so I carried it back out there.
But Gobo is out there now!
Oh, no!
Now daddy will really kill me.
Gobo's hurt!
-Do you think he's dead? -No. But he could be hurt bad.
We've gotta get this hunk of wood off him.
Pa is gonna chop me into little chunks when he sees all of this.
and all because of that stupid old crown.
Red, this is no good. I'm gonna go get Mockey and Wembley.
A Fraggle!
Come back here, you little Fraggle!
All because of you and your dumb old rock.
I'm in real trouble with my daddy.
And I'm gonna thump you and you, Fraggles.
I know you're in there.
Come out of there, you little rat!
Now I'm gonna thump you the way my daddy's gonna thump me.
Hey, pumpkin face!
-Who said that? -I did.
I'm beginning to be sorry I did.
I'll get you too.
-Boober, you okay? -No.
You've got to help me now.
It's too dangerous out here to leave Gobo.
What did he say?
Hush, Red, he wants his uncle Matt.
I'm scared, uncle Matt. Sing me a song.
Please, uncle Matt. Muck and goo.
Red, sing "Mack and goo".
Give me one and give me two Cover me with muck and goo
Give me three and give me four Cover me with guck and gore
One, two, muck and goo Down my sock and in my shoe
Three, four, gunk and gore Spin me 'round and sing some more
Give me five and give me six Cover me with big, fat sticks
Give me seven, give me eight Cover me with slime and slate
Five, six and big, fat sticks An ice cream cone for me to lick
Seven, eight, slime and slate Sing it now and don't be late
Give me, give me number nine A bag of bones and a ball of twine
Give me, give me number ten Run back home and start again
Nine, nine, a ball of twine, First it's yours and then it's mine
Ten, ten, that's the end So run back home and start again
Run back home and start again
Gee, Daddy-Sag, you haven't sung that to me since I was a little baby Gorg.
Daddy! Oh, no!
I've gotta fix things up or my Pa will thump me till there's nothing left but Gorg dust.
Great Gorg! My castle!
Where is Junior? My baby!
Junior!
Infamy! My pastures have been breached!
Ma, Pa, it's not what you think.
Where are they?
It's not what you think.
Where are the vile villains who dare blow out the windows of the castle?
And went on to destroy the throne of the king and the queen of the Universe.
It is what you think!
-Did they try to hurt you? -Oh, yes, mommy.
Is there no end to the outrage?
It was terrible, daddy.
Brave baby-kins, mommy is here.
What courage it must have taken to stay here
while they bombarded the castle and assaulted you.
I tried to fight them, daddy.
But one tiny Gorg against a whole army?
And they were trying to chop me up into tiny pieces
and thump me till there was nothing left.
Great Gorg. I wished I'd been here to stand beside you.
To fight the enemy with you,
A king and his prince, back to back.
Front to front.
Fearless to the last hairy hair on our terrible bodies.
Look, mother.
Those criminals even had the nerve to try to destroy Kissing Rock.
Kissing Rock?
It's where your father first kissed me, Junior.
That rock is the traditional spot for the first loving kiss between Gorgs.
Some night, when the moon is full,
the way it was when we first kissed, my little cherub.
then you'll have your first kiss here too, Junior.
This rock is sacred. Nothing must ever happen to it.
Come along, Junior, we've got a lot of tidying up to do.
Yes, sir!
Does Ma kiss good? Does she?
Did you hear that? Fraggle Rock is sacred.
What's happening?
You're okay!
Red was incredible! She stopped the Gorg.
She saved Fraggle Rock, and you and me and my laundry…
Gobo, I was so frightened. And so worried about you.
I was worried about you too.
We've got to get out of here. Come on, let's go.
You're forgetting my radishes.
I'm back.
Catching a little snooze? It's a good idea.
I still can't find the rent money.
I know I put it somewhere completely safe.
But I can't think where.
Well, it's not as bad as that.
It's gonna be tough coming up with that money again.
That's a nasty bump you've got there, Sprocket.
How did you get that?
Stuff to remember?
The rent money! You found it!
I've got to go to the landlord with it right away.
Thank you, Sprocky.