[upbeat music playing]
I Dance your cares away ♪
I Worry's for another day
I Let the music play }
I Down at Fraggle Rock
I Work your cares away
I Dancing's for another day
I Let the Fraggles play
We're Gobo, Mokey, Wembley, Boober, Red!
“Whoopee! Wowee!
Ooh, a Fraggle!
[chuckles] Look, Ma. I got a Fraggle!
Argh!
Whoopee!
I Dance your cares away ♪
I Worry's for another day
I Let the music play }
I Down at Fraggle Rock
Down at Fraggle Rock.
-Okay, Sprocket, up and at ‘em. [yelps]
Today, we finally get our workshop in order.
I'm spring cleaning.
And you're going to help. I plan to be ruthless.
Throw away anything and everything we don't absolutely, positively need.
Oh, sorry, Sprocket. I guess I got a little carried away.
[barking] What?
Oh. Oh, look, the box is almost full.
We're getting off to a flying start, eh, Sprocket?
Now, you sort through your things, and I'll take this load down to the trash.
[objects clanging]
[barking]
Oh, what's wrong with you, Sprocket?
[barking] -Oh, no!
Not the plumbing again.
Why today of all days?
Oh, I've been looking forward to this for a long time.
Today, I'm really going to have some fun.
That's great, Boober. What are you doing?
Well, today's the day I make my famous radish gumbo.
Gumbo! Oh, boy, I...
Uh, what's gumbo?
-It's soup. -Oh.
Yep. Everybody in Fraggle Rock is gonna love it.
I plan a culinary triumph.
-Uh, what about our laundry? -Oh, no!
Do I have to do it?
Well, Boober, I'm down to my last banana tree shirt!
-And you want same-day service. -Same-day service.
Allright, all right, I'l do it while the gumbo simmers.
-Oh, good. -[Boober sighs]
One thing you must have when you make radish gumbo is a radish.
Let's see, greaseberries, skunk cabbage. Maybe up there.
[grunts]
Rat. I have every vegetable but a radish.
Of all the times for Mokey to be out sketching spiderflies
when I need her to get me one.
[sighs] Well...
Well, I guess I'l just have to get one myself.
All by myself.
[sighs] I'm going to get a radish by myself.
[humming]
What am I saying?
[sighs heavily] Oh, gosh. I've got to keep calm
and remember this is all in the name of first-rate gumbo.
[sighs]
Nothing at all is going to stand in the way of me getting that radish.
[sniffles]
Except that.
Oh, truly, spring cleaning is such a chore.
-[Ma Gorg] Junior! What?
Forsooth, I've been trying to throw out this old clock every year,
and it always ends up back in the dungeon.
How does it do that, Ma?
With the help of your father,
the lord of the empire, who keeps saying he'll fix it.
He's been saying that for 104 years.
Now, take it right to the trash.
Yeah, your wish is my command.
[Pa Gorg sighs]
What ho, Junior!
Oh, what have you got there?
Oh, just some trash for the trash heap, Daddy.
Why, there's no point in throwing this clock away.
I can fix it.
Go put tin the dungeon, lad.
But, Pa, Ma's spring cleaning.
Oh, egad. Not again.
Why, she was spring cleaning, oh, just last spring.
Well, we're just gonna have to make sure she doesn't throw out anything important.
Now, put that clock over there.
[sighs] Here we go again.
[sighs] So much for getting a radish.
Now what do I do?
Oh, this must be it, Wembley.
-Boober's famous radish gumbo. -Boy, oh, boy!
-Ugh! -[coughing]
If that's soup, I'm on a diet.
Yeah. “What are you doing to the laundry?
-Laundry? -Laundry?
Oh, that's what it was.
What did you think it was?
Well, you said you were cooking soup.
Yeah, -And you thought the wash water was soup?
-[Boober chuckles] Well...
Oh, come on over here. This is the soup.
Why not give it a try?
Actually, it's sort of really rutabaga gumbo.
-Uh, I'had to improvise. Okay.
[both retching]
-Stunning, isn't it? -You could say that again.
Yeah, I'm stunned, all right. What's in that?
-Oh, dried greaseberries-- -Greaseberries?
-Skunk cabbage. -Ugh! Skunk cabbage!
-Oh! Yeah.
Whatever happened to good old radishes?
Well, I tried to get a radish, but I almost got thumped by a Gorg.
All could find was rutabaga and greaseberries.
Not to mention the skunk cabbage. Ugh!
Wait a minute. Do I detect a lack of enthusiasm for my soup?
[both] No. -Good.
[both] We just don't like it.
-Sorry. -[Boober sighs]
I was afraid of that.
♪ Oh, how I wish
Il could just swish up That one special dish I
♪ That they thought was delish ♪
I But when I make something terrif §
7 They pass out with only one whiff
I And they say take it away ♪
♪ Throw the stuff out
I Where there's a will There is always some doubt }
7 It may not be finished But why mess about? §
[sighs] It's probably yucky for sure.
I This soup's overdone
I That puree's too lumpy
I My ring mold's too jumpy 2
I My cakes weigh a fon}
I The turnip pie's burnt, or it's raw
♪ The souffle just walked Through the door ♪
I And so, it's take it away ♪
♪ Throw the stuff out
I Where there's a will There is always some doubt }
7 It may not be finished But why mess about? §
Oh, it's probably yucky for sure. Ugh!
Heh. ‘What a great song, Boober!
Yeah, too bad the soup's not as good as the song.
Yeah.
If only I'd gotten a radish.
Oh, don't worry, Boober. So what if the soup is lousy?
-I bet the laundry's great. Yeah.
Oh, no, the laundry. I forgot to put in the enzymes!
You mean the laundry's not done?
Oh, no, this banana tree shirt is so dirty,
the banana trees are starting to grow!
Well, come on, Wembley, we better go tell everybody
there'll be no famous radish gumbo tonight.
Oh! We might be going hungry.
Yeah, and dirty, too!
I better put in some rock soap.
Oh, now the soup.
Gee, it's too bad they don't like my rutabaga gumbo.
I even left in the peels.
Well, I guess I better throw this out before anybody else tastes it.
I guess my reputation's at stake.
-[water simmering] “Whoa! Hot.
Now for the laundry.
Oh, no!
Somebody put yeast in my rock soap again.
[grunting]
Now I'l have to start all over again.
[sighs]
[gasps]
What is this?
Wow!
T-handle pipe reamer.
Pipe wrench.
Sponge.
Sprocket.
[sighs]
Oh, Sprocket, I've fixed that plumbing once and for all.
We won't hear any more strange noises.
Just the gentle gurgling of water in the pipes.
So, thanks to Boober, there'll be no radish gumbo after all.
[all] Oh.
But there is a card from Uncle Traveling Matt.
-How does it start? -Same as always.
-Oh! -'Dear Nephew Gobo..."
[Matt] One day, while I was studying the silly creatures
who inhabit Outer Space,
I chanced upon one of their most important shrines.
1 had heard of these places,
but this was my first opportunity to observe the silly creatures
obtaining what they refer to as fast food.
Now, Gobo, we all know Fraggle food is not very fast.
In fact, radishes hardly move at all.
Therefore, I found it hard to believe that this could be any faster,
-but I was willing to find out. -On your marks!
Get set!
Go!
Go.
Time to start running.
Yes, why do they call it fast food?
As I suspected, it's just as slow as radishes.
-Love, your Uncle Traveling Matt. [snoring]
Your uncle would have to mention radishes.
[Boober] Hey, hey, everybody, look.
Something's wrong with my soup.
Of course, you used skunk cabbage.
Oh, no, no, no, no, I dumped the wash water into it,
[stutters] and it changed.
[Gobo] What is this stuff?
Maybe if I could just fish out that old skunk cabbage, it would stop,
but I can't seem to find it.
-Ow! What was that? -What was what?
-[others exclaiming] Hey, watch it!
[exclaims] I can feel the stick, but I can hardly see it!
Wow!
Look! [exclaiming]
t's back! -[Red gasps]
Boober's soup made the stick invisible! Wow!
Maybe I should get rid of this before something weird happens.
Don't you dare!
This is the greatest discovery
-in the history of Fragglekind. -Yeah.
Oh, Ma's throwing everything out, and Pa's making me keep it.
Wait a second.
Maybe I can throw this out before Pa notices. [chuckles]
-Uh... -Great Gorgocious!
My edition of Gorg Armor Through the Ages.
Why, I only just started to read that 47 years ago. Put that back.
[sighs] Okay.
My favorite blunderbuss! Has she gone mad?
[stammers] But, Pa...
Oh, she's throwing out half the kingdom.
What are you gonna do with the soup?
Boober, this soup has been given fo us for a reason.
We have been made guardians of its power.
[exclaiming] [others gasping]
Don't you see, Boober, the soup made the ladle invisible,
that means we can be invisible.
Well, that's fine if you want an alternative lifestyle.
It's also fine if you want to get radishes from the Gorgs' garden
-without being seen. Exactly!
[all exclaiming]
Hey, I could make my famous radish gumbo, after all.
-[Mokey] Exactly, Boober! -Mokey, are you still here?
[Gobo] Yeah, we're both here.
Oh, this is too good to be true.
[Gobo] Yeah, come on. Dot.
[Boober] Wait for me.
Ooh, this is great.
[Gobo] Come on, everybody, follow me!
[indistinct chatter] [Mokey] Where are you?
[Gobo] I'm sorry. -[Boober] That's an effective ointment.
[Mokey] Come on, Boober!
[Junior Gorg] Whoa. Ooh!
[grunts]
Whoa!
I Every spring it's the same old thing Tidy up?
-Junior! -Coming, Ma!
7 Soon, you're grime from your nose ♪
♪ To your old shoe string
! Things would be different If I was king ♪
I I got sores on my toes And sores on my fingees }
2 Dum dum dum De dum de didee
[chuckles] Oh, I know.
I, King Junior, declare spring cleaning banished
until further notice. [chuckles]
Thank you.
I Every March it's the same old starch Cleanup?
-Junior! -Coming, Pal
7 Soon, the castle is spotless From dungeon to porch ♪
! Things would be different If I was boss
I 1 gets dirty and grubby Trying to get the place tidy
2 Dum dum dum De dum de didee
Oh, yeah!
I You heard it first from King Junior
Oh, poor boy.
2 Dum dum dum De dum de didee
Hey, hey, what's that?
[grunts] My... My radishes!
-They're moving! [Fraggles gasping]
They were moving, weren't they?
Nah! [chuckles]
-They are moving! [Fraggles shuddering]
Oh, don't leave, radishes. Oh, was it something I said?
[Fraggles screaming]
Did you say something, radish?
[Boober] Uh... Who, me?
You did! My radishes can talk!
[Boober] Help! Gobo! Red!
-[Mokey] Oh, what are we gonna do now? [Wembley] We gotta save Boober.
[Gobo] Yeah, but how?
[Red] Hey, you big lamoose!
Uh, are you talking to me?
[Red] Uh, don't you know a magic radish when you see one?
Are you a magic radish?
No, I'm Boober. Put me down, please!
[Red] A Boober is the most magical kind of radish there is.
[others agreeing] -[Red] You better put it down.
Well, what are magic radishes doing in my garden?
[Red] Oh, well, we occasionally come by
-to check on the normal radishes. [others agreeing]
[Wembley] Just checking on the normals. -Oh.
Gee, I'm sorry. It's usually not this messy. [chuckles]
[Red] Oh, you're doing a great job!
[others agreeing] [Mokey] Keep up the good work.
Oh, gee, thanks!
Well... Okay, uh, good-bye, little magic radishes.
So long! [laughing]
Oh, boy. What a day to have magic radishes show up.
Yeesh!
[Gobo] He fell for it!
[Mokey] Whoopee!
[Boober] Hey, guys, wait for me!
[gasps] Oh, no! Oh!
[Wembley] A-hal -[Red] We made it.
We won't have to worry about Gorgs or monsters or anything
now that we've got Boober's soup.
Yes, yes. And being invisible was such a transcendent experience.
How about we transcend these radishes into our tummies. [chuckles]
Yeah, Boober can finally make some real radish gumbo.
Gumbo? How can you think about gumbo ata time like this?
I was almost eaten by a Gorg.
Oh, Boober, don't you see how great that soup is?
I I've picked my share of radishes ♪
I But it seems I always leave The best behind
A-ha!
I I've smiled at slimy sea monsters ♪
I And winked an eye And hoped that they'd be kind I
Whoo-hoo-hoo!
I We've crossed our toes, held our nose
7 Closed our eyes And hoped that fate was blind ♪
I But now, at last, those days are past
I It looks like we might have Some peace of mind }
7 Oh, you can't strum a mandolin That's fallen off your knee ♪
I And you can't ever hope fo count The spots on a bumble bee
I And don't expect to find no peaches On that cherry tree
I And you can't thump You really can't thump
I The Fraggle you can't see
I Trouble's got my number ♪
7 And his best friend danger's Always by his side ♪
Ya-hoo!
I Aw, heck, there's nothing Wrong with danger
I As long as you're near Some safe hole to hide 2
Jump in!
I It's tough to bluff or rough it out
7 When fear is gobbling up Your whole inside
♪ But not my friend We'll round that bend
I And let our travels Take us far and wide I
7 Oh, you can't strum a mandolin That's fallen off your knee ♪
I And you can't ever hope fo count The spots on a bumble bee
I And don't expect to find no peaches On that cherry tree
I And you can't thump You really can't thump
I The Fraggle you can't see
I And you can't thump You really can't thump
I The Fraggle you can't see
[Fraggles cheering]
But you can thump a Fraggle you can't see.
I almost was!
[shudders]
Oh! Oh, no! What's happening?
[rumbling]
Hang on, Snorkins!
Gobo, what's going on?
[Red] Hang on, everybody. It's a rockquake!
[Boober] What have I done?
But 1... [fixed it already!
Oh! Sprocket, bring me some rags, will you?
[sighs]
Now, what else can go wrong?
Oh, no!
Your rutabaga gumbo caused a rockquake?
Ha! -It's not rutabaga.
[stuttering] It's doomsday gumbo. -[all laughing]
I knew it was too good to be true.
Boober, your soup may have been bad, but it's not going to kill you.
Yeah.
I'm telling you, this soup will lead to death and destruction,
two subjects on which I am an authority.
Boober, I think you're having a negative reaction to the invisibility.
-Yeah. -I have a negative reaction to rockquakes,
and I'm gonna get rid of this soup no matter what you all say.
But, Boober, what will you do with it?
I'm gonna take this soup as far away from Fraggle Rock as there is to go.
-Boober, that's dangerous. -Yeah.
Look, I'l just leave it at the end of the world and come right back.
With this soup, we'll never have to worry about Gorgs again.
With this soup, we'll never have to worry about Fraggles again, either.
Boober, give it back!
We're not gonna let you do it, Boober.
Now, wait a minute. Hold it. Stop! Stop! Just a second here.
Whose pot is it?
Well, it's, uh...
[all] Yours.
Exactly.
But... Excuse me.
Oh, no, where am I gonna put all this trash?
Ma's gonna thump me if I don't throw anything away,
and Pa's gonna thump me if I do.
Oh, what am I gonna do?
Oh, there goes the soup.
Oh, now we'll never be invisible again.
Fine. Don't worry about me. [scoffs]
Well, well, welll What have we here?
Boober, look out!
[Fraggles exclaiming]
Get out of my way. Can't you see I'm in a hurry?
Wait a minute.
I'm a Gorg. Fraggles are afraid of Gorgs, remember?
I have not got time. Now, move it!
Oh, you must be a very cunning Fraggle.
What are you up to?
Oh, nothing much. Just saving the universe from destruction.
Huh? What have you got there?
Hey, put that back.
[sniffs] Oh, rutabaga gumbo. My favorite.
[Boober] No, don't do that.
It's dangerous.
Dangerous soup? [chuckles] That's a good one.
Tell me another one.
Oh, no, it's the end of the world!
What have you got there, Junior?
Oh, rutabaga gumbo.
Ah! Rutabaga gumbo.
[sniffs]
Oh, I'l just have a little taste.
He's going to blow up! He's going to blow up!
[grunting]
Oh!
[grunts]
[warbling]
[grunts] Wow!
Whoa!
Now, that's what I call gumbo.
[gasps] Junior!
Look at this mess.
Back to work. -Uh-oh.
[explosion]
Well, Ma, that's one way of getting rid of the trash.
[laughing]
I didn't know that Gorgs could fly.
-Oh, Wembley, the soup did that. -Oh!
What if that explosion had happened in Fraggle Rock?
Boober saved our lives.
Well, it just goes to show
if something seems too good to be true, it usually is.
Well, Sprocket, the leak is fixed, eh?
I thought we were gonna get the spring cleaning done today,
but look at it this way, we did get the floor washed.
[Sprocket laughing]
Oh...
[music playing]
[scatting]
I Dance your cares away ♪
I Worry's for another day
I Let the music play }
I Down at Fraggle Rock
I Dance your cares away ♪
I Worry's for another day
I Let the music play }
I Down at Fraggle Rock