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01x08 - The Terrible Tunnel

Episode transcripts for TV show, "Fraggle Rock". Aired: January 10, 1983 – March 30, 1987.*
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Children's musical fantasy comedy puppet series about interconnected societies of Muppet creatures, created by Jim Henson.

01x08 - The Terrible Tunnel

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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!

A Fraggle!

Hey, look, Ma.

I caught a Fraggle!

Dance your cares away

Worry's for another
day Let the music play

Down at Fraggle Rock

Down at Fraggle Rock
Down at Fraggle Rock

Down at Fraggle Rock.

You've been digging in
the garden again, Sprocket?

You found something good?
What did you find? Let me see.

Come on, Sprocket, let me see.

Please.

It's a horseshoe.
Well done, Sprocket.

Horseshoes bring
good luck. Let's see.

This was made circa 1955

out of an alloy, 91.73% iron.

It's a nice horseshoe,
Sprocket. But nothing special.

Here. Fetch!

Okay, don't fetch it.

Hang it on the wall.

But be sure the ends are
upso the luck doesn't run out.

Just my luck.

The beast is between me and my
postcardfrom Uncle Travelling Matt.

Boober, what are you doing?

I'm knocking on my
lucky flowerpot, Wembley.

It keeps beasts away.

It does?

-Do you mind if I join
you?-No, come on.

The beast has moved
away. I'm going in.

Remember when I said your
horseshoewasn't special? Well, I was wrong.

That horseshoe is just what I
needto finish my collapsible bookcase.

Can I borrow it for a few years?

I can?

Thank you, Sprocket.
You're so kind.

Okay, okay, I get the message.
It's your lucky horseshoe.

Okay, okay, I get the message.
It's your lucky horseshoe.

Those two get strangerevery
time I come up here.

Hey, Boober, what's that?

That's my lucky flowerpot.

Wasn't too lucky
for the flower, eh?

Quick, grab your noses!

Rickaracka! Rickaracka!

What's that all about?

Didn't you see the
rockweed? Look!

Now grab your nose and say
rickarackatwice or you'll have bad luck.

That's a lot of hooey.

Yeah, I don't
believe a word of it.

Rickaracka. Rickaracka.

And look! Look at this!

The rock has cracked!

The rock and who else?

You know the old
saying about cracks.

"When one becomes
two, run and say ooh!"

And if you don't?

If you don't, you'll end
up in a Terrible Tunnel.

Boober, come off it!

-Yeah, could you give
us a break?-Wembley!

Wembley, two seconds ago, you
were doing the same thing as Boober.

-Yeah!-You never
know what you're doing.

-No.-You wemble from
one thing to the next

and back again.

You do believe in the
Terrible Tunnel, don't you?

-I do, I do!-No, you don't.

I guess I don't.

-You're wembling
again.-No, I'm not!

Well, maybe I am. What is
the Terrible Tunnel anyway?

It's an awful, horrible curse.

Hi, guys!

Hi, Mokey.

Hey. I am going to
see the Storyteller.

-Does anyone want
to come along?-I do.

-I do!-I don't.

Come on, now, Boober.

You might enjoy it. Come on.

The last time I was here,
The last time I was here,

the Storyteller told meall
about the Golden Bean.

-I'll never forget
it.-How'd it go?

I can't remember.

Coming! Coming, coming, coming!

She's coming.

I don't want any.

Just a joke!

Yes, you probably
want a story, no doubt.

Well, pick a story. Any
story. I know 'em all.

And if I don't, I'll fake it.

Yes. Well, what do you want to
hear? The Ring of the Radish?

Once upon a time...

Wait, wait. I would like to hear
aboutthe life and times of Fedora Fraggle.

Good choice. Yes.

Well, the famous
Fedora Fragglewas first...

Wait a minute! I know! How about
the tale of the Terrible Tunnel?

The Terrible Tunnel?

Please, anything
but that! Anything!

But why? It's only a story.
But why? It's only a story.

Please don't insist. Please.

We insist.

Well, then there's no way out.

Come gather round,
you Fraggle clan

And hear the tale I tell

About a grand disasterAnd
a wicked magic spell

About a Fraggle's bravery
About a Fraggle's brain

About a mighty knight at
arms The bold Sir Blunderbrain

About the tunnel back from
which He never came again

About the tunnel back from
which He never came again

A thousand years
ago or maybe even 33

The ancient Fraggles
wrestledWith a strange catastrophe

Every time they wandered
downA certain tunnel lane

One by one they disappearedLike
bubbles down a drain

The darkness closed around them

And they never came again
And they never came again

The darkness closed around them

And they never came again

Sir Blunderbrain went bravelyTo
the entrance of the tunnel

The wind was low and loathsome

And it wasn't any fun-nel

And then he heard the
spiritsWho cried their sad refrain

It was all the
Fraggles who had gone

And never come again Yes,
all the Fraggles who had gone

And never come again

Sir Blunderbrain,
he drew his sword

And took a mighty swing The
tunnel drew a sword as well

And swung right back at him

And so for hours they battled

They fought with might and main

And all the while
the tunnel cried

"You'll not go home again"

Yes, all the while
the tunnel cried

Ye'll nae gae home again

At last Sir Blunderbrain

He brought the
tunnel to its knees

He cried, "Give me my Fraggles
He cried, "Give me my Fraggles

Or I'll slice you
up like cheese"

And so the tunnel
coughed them up

They all went home again

Except our mighty heroThe
brave Sir Blunderbrain

For the tunnel sucked him under

-And he never came
again-Where'd everybody go?

The brave Sir Blunder stumbled
And he never came again

All ye Fraggles blubberFor
he'll not come home again

And as for the Terrible Tunnel,
no one has ever found it since.

Ever?

Ever.

So it's all made up, right?

You believe what
you want, my friend,

but somewhere in this
rocklurks the Terrible Tunnel.

Good night.

Wow!

Hidey! Hidey!

h*!

I tell you, Wembley,
it's just a story.

-Yeah, a really scary
story.-Scary is not the word.

If that tunnel is real, it could
k*ll us all, anywhere, anytime.

The horror of it!

Wembley, you don't
know what you're saying.

Look. They're playing hidey h*.

-Come on. Let's play.-Oh, no.

Hidey!

h*!

Hidey!

h*!

-h*.-Got you!

Oh, no.

Well, Wembley, you're it.

Start counting.

-Wembley, what's
happening?-I hate being it.

Here, take my lucky
flowerpot. It might help. Here.

-Thanks, Boober.-Count, Wembley.

Right.

One. Two. Three. Four. Five.
One. Two. Three. Four. Five.

Hidey!

h*!

h*.

Hidey!

h*!

h*.

Hidey!

-h*!-h*.

Hidey, hidey!

h*!

Hidey!

h*!

Hidey!

h*.

Hidey!

h*.

Hidey!

h*. h*.

Gosh, this Fraggle
sure knows how to hide.

I wonder where I am.

Hidey, hidey,
hidey, hidey, hidey!

h*.

I'm not scared of staying out

Or hanging round
when ghosts appear

I'm not scared of anything
Except of being here

I'm not scared of skeletons

Or spooky caves
or big black cats

I'm not scared of anything

Except a thing like that
Except a thing like that

Help!

It's no good, Sprocket.
I've tried everything.

What this collapsible
bookcase needsis a horseshoe.

Now, pass it over, please.

You're being
very difficult today.

I know. How about a
nice bribe? I mean, trade.

I'll give you my favorite
screwdriverfor your horseshoe.

Well, my drill?

My garden shears.

I know. What about
my ceremonial mask?

How about my slippers?
How about my slippers?

Good for chewing.

Slippers and the
quiltyou like to snooze on.

The slippers, the quilt...

A week's supply of tennis ba*ls.

Sprocket, you
drive a hard bargain.

-Where is Wembley?-Wembley!

Maybe he forgot he
was it and hid instead.

-You know Wembley.-Yeah.
He'll be back.

I tell you what. Let's
wait for him here.

I'll read the postcardfrom
my Uncle Travelling Matt.

-Good.-Wembley!

"Dear Nephew Gobo,

The other day I saw something so strange,
I just had to write to you about it."

It all started when I discoveredan
enormous Fraggle Pond.

As you can imagine, I felt very,
verycomfortable being around water again.

Hi! Isn't the Fraggle
Pond lovely today?

I saw many creatures who
make their homesaround this pond,

I saw many creatures who
make their homesaround this pond,

but the strangest inhabitants of
thisregion are the hole-sewing creatures.

Apparently, holes are
very powerfulin this world.

So powerful, in fact, that
these creatures devote their lives

to ridding the world of holes.

First they sew them together,

and then they loadthe
c*ptive holes into boats,

take them out into the middleof
the Fraggle Pond and dump them in.

I'm not sure why a simple
holeis so dangerous.

"But I think holes are
best avoided, don't you?

I'll write again soon. Love,
your Uncle Travelling Matt."

You couldn't make
up anything that weird.

Hey, guys, I can't find
Wembley anywhere.

Excuse me. Pardon me,

but have you seen a little
Fraggleabout this high, green hair...

Doozers can't help us.

He'll be okay. He has
my lucky flowerpot.

- No, I don't. I dropped it.-You what?
- No, I don't. I dropped it.-You what?

-I dropped it, Boober. I'm sorry.-That's
okay. I always carry a spare.

Wembley, where have you been?

You were it, remember?

But I found the Terrible Tunnel!

-You didn't!-But I did!

A big black hole opened
upand tried to swallow me.

Just like Sir Blunderbrain.

Let's be honest.

You never know what
you're talking about.

You can't help it. It's
just the way you are.

Wembley, listen to
me. Now, concentrate.

Maybe you did find the Terrible
Tunnel, and maybe it was so powerful

that it broke my
lucky flowerpot.

Now, Wembley, what I think isyou
had a horrible, terrifying nightmare

manifesting the darker
sideof your character.

-But... And besides,
there is no Terrible Tunnel.

Yes, there is. Wembley saw it.

Come on, Boober. Wembley
doesn't know what he saw.

Okay, okay, maybe he
did see a Terrible Tunnel,

Okay, okay, maybe he
did see a Terrible Tunnel,

but he didn't see the Terrible
Tunnel, because there isn't one.

Now don't you thinkthat
he had a mysterious dream?

-Well, possibly.-Now,
wait a minute!

You guys are wembling.

Now, I know what I
saw, and I'll prove it.

I'm gonna find the Terrible
Tunnelif it's the last thing I do.

-But, Gobo, I did see the Terrible
Tunnel.-You think you did, Wembley.

-I'm going back
there.-Wembley, don't!

Boober, you're justthe
Fraggle I need to see.

You know all about lucky flowerpotsand
rickaracka, rickaracka and stuff.

-Yeah?-Well,

if I'm going to the Terrible
Tunnel, what do I need to know?

You should knowthat it's bad
news, Wembley. Bad news.

If you step upon a crack

You'll break your mother's back

If a bee flies round your head

You'll spend a week in
bed Every day in every way

The universe will make you pay

Every day the curse gets worseThey say
Every day the curse gets worseThey say

It's gonna be bad
news, bad news All day

You gotta be real careful, huh?

Hey, Wembley.
Don't listen to him.

What do you mean, Gobo?

If you walk into a truck It
means your eyes are shut

If you swim where
sharks are thick

-It means you're
off your stick-I see.

If you meet a tiger in the zoo

And try to teach
him cootchie-coo

And ask him kindly
not to chew on you

Then it's gonna be bad
news, bad news It's true

Oh, no! Does that meanthere's
a tiger in the Terrible Tunnel?

If a raven should appear
You're bound to shed a tear

Always keep a-runnin'From
the Terrible Tunnel

Or you'll fall in up to here

Every day, come smile or frown

The universe will drag you down

Every day the fear and dread are near
Every day the fear and dread are near

It's gonna be bad
news, bad news All year

-Doesn't sound too
nice, Boober.-It's horrible.

It's gonna be bad
news Bad news all year

So that's why I'm not goinganywhere
near the Terrible Tunnel.

Then, Gobo, will you
come along? Please?

All right, but I'm telling
you, we won't find anything.

You could find
monstersand horrible ghouls

and creeping,
crawling repulsiveness.

I think I'll come along!

-Let's go,
then!-Wait, wait, wait.

Do yourselves a favor and tie
a knotin your tails for protection.

-Boober!-Just do
it, Gobo. I beg you.

-It can't hurt.-Ouch!

What's worse, a little knot in
the tailor a gruesome death?

Come on.

Yeah.

And this is where I
heardthe creepy voice.

Gobo, I remember
this dent in the wall.

You didn't scare me. Come back.

Then I went... that way. Yeah.

Hey, come on, Red.
Let's go find Wembley.

Wembley!

Wembley!

I'm here, Gobo.

Hey. Is this where you saw the... whereyou
thought you saw the Terrible Tunnel?

Look! There's the
flowerpot I dropped.

-Listen.-That's just Red
playing another joke.

This place is not nice.

What was that? What was that?

I think I'll tie a knot
in my tail, just for fun.

That's just an old story.

The sound seems to
be comingfrom over here.

No, don't touch that, Gobo!

Red, grab my tail!

Hang on!

Hang on, Red!

We're almost there! We'll
make it! We're making it!

We're making it!

Is everybody okay?

Let's get out of here!

One knot for Gobo. One knot for Red.
One knot for Gobo. One knot for Red.

One knot for Wembley.
Two knots for Boober.

Boober, what have you
doneto your beautiful tail?

It's the least I could
do for our friends.

Mokey, they're not back yet. The
Terrible Tunnel has devoured them.

I'm sure of it. They're
gone! Lost forever!

They probably just
stopped off at the...

We found the Terrible Tunnel.

Wembley was right.

You mean you battled the Terrible
Tunnel, and you lived to tell it?

That's what we did, all right.

Well, well, well!

That's certainly an
unprecedented event.

We'll have to change
the story now, won't we?

-Yeah!-Yes, we will.
No delay, no delay.

Let me see. Yes.

Come gather round,
you Fraggle clan

And hear the tale I tell
And hear the tale I tell

About a grim disasterAnd
a wicked magic spell

No, wait, wait. It
wasn't a grim disaster.

-No. We escaped.-Wembley
saved us. We're here.

-Yeah.-Oh, yes, so
you are. So you are.

Then how about this?

I know.

Come gather round,
you Fraggle clan

And hear the tale I tell
About a mighty triumph

And the one who broke the spell

The tunnel nearly slew
himAs it slew Sir Blunderbrain

He trembled and he wembledAs
he walked in paths of pain

His wine-dark muscles faltered

As he fought with might and main

But then he heard my
storyWith its echoing refrain

A bolt of strength renewed him

And he burst right
through his chains

And he gathered up the prisoners

And he brought them home again

Yes, he gathered
up the prisoners

And he brought them home again
And he brought them home again

Gosh, gee... Wembley, sorry
I gave yousuch a hard time.

For once, you did knowwhat
you were talking about.

Ah, well. It's never
happened before.

I guess next time,
I'll know better.

Next time?

There. How about all of this
and my dinnerfor your horseshoe?

Thank you, Sprocket. Thank you.

I'll put the lucky
horseshoe in place.

There! My collapsible
bookcase is complete.

And it works. And it works.

It works.

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 Let the music play

Down at Fraggle Rock

Down at Fraggle Rock

Down at Fraggle Rock