04x08 - A Brush with Jealousy

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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

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Down at Fraggle Rock.

Come, come, Sprocket.

Just becauseNed
Shimmelfinney's cat, Fluffinella,

beat you to the stickin a
game of fling and fetch...

So what if it was 27 times?

You need to develop a more generousattitude
towards your fellow creatures.

Look at me.

All right. I'm not perfect.

But I've learned that a
generous spiritpays dividends.

No, no. It's not different.

Just because Fluffinellabeat
you at that silly game...

Come, come, Sprocket. What
are yougoing to do, go into training?

Hold it. Hold it.

Now, if you're
determinedabout this idea...

I must say, I advise you against it.
I must say, I advise you against it.

All right.

Let's design the complete canine
coursein fling and fetch fitness.

Now, where do we begin?

There. Doesn't that
look great, Lanford?

-Thanks for lending a
hand, Wembley.-No problem.

This cave has been
simplycrying out for flowers.

It has?

Yes. Screaming, in fact.

Gee, I always thoughtit
was such a quiet cave.

Wembley, it is, it is. That's
just sort of an expression,

a way of saying that the
cave needssome prettying up.

-I see. An expression.-Yeah.

-That's interesting.-Yeah.

And, you know, it's going to be even
nicerwhen Red and I finish redecorating...

-Yeah.-Red?

-What's wrong?-Hi, Mokey.

-Look at this painting
Pedley gave me.-Wow.

He just got backfrom another
one of his painting trips.

He just got backfrom another
one of his painting trips.

Red... where's my painting?

It's right here.

Don't you like my painting, Red?

No. I mean, yes.

I mean, it's not that at all.

We were redecorating, so I
thoughtl'd try hanging Pedley's up

and taking yours down.

Well, what goes
up must come down.

Just an expression?

No. I'll drop by a little later.

Bye-bye. Bye, bye. Bye-bye.

-Look, Mokey, I did
have a suggestion.-Yeah?

I was gonna suggest that you hang
yourpainting in the Great Hall for a while.

-I mean, we've got the
real Lanford...-Well...

Unfortunately.

So why not share your painting
of himwith all the other Fraggles?

Do you really think so?

Yes, I do.

And Pedley's already gotone
of his set up down there.

You can hang yours right beside his.
You can hang yours right beside his.

Red.

Do you think they'll like it?

Like it? They'll
go crazy over it.

Yes, indeed.

There it is.

Let's see.

Yes. That looks
quite nice there.

Yes. They both do.

The paintings, the
rocks, the Doozers.

The Doozers?

Oh, goodness. That's
a curious looking tower.

Experimental taste
sitenumber five now completed.

Fraggle approaching.

That looks...

delicious.

It is.

A complete success.

On to taste site number six.

Hurry, hurry, hurry.

Look at that, Pedley. Your
painting right next to Mokey's.

Gee, Pedley. Your
painting looks terrific.

-Yeah. It's a
honey.-Why, thanks.

That last painting
tripwas a real inspiration.

-I sure love it.-Yeah.

-And Mokey's.-Yeah.

Typical Mokey.

Yeah. Once you've seen one
of Mokey's, you've seen them all.

I've got to get out of here.

"Once you've seen one,
you've seen them all."

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, she paints the
best pictures around.

And once you've seenone
of her paintings of anything,

you've seen all the paintingsyou
need to see about that thing. And...

-No?-No, Wembley.

Right idea but wrong expression.

Oh, gosh.

She sure does painta pretty
painting though, doesn't she?

She sure does painta pretty
painting though, doesn't she?

Typically great.

-Yes.-She's the best.

If only I could paint
the way she does.

And... they said thatPedley's
painting was just terrific,

and that mine was...

typical!

Yeah.

And that once you've seenone
of mine, you've seen them all.

Stand up and fight? How?

They hate my paintings.

And they just love Pedley's.

A new painting?

A new painting?

Lanford, you are absolutely right.
Lanford, you are absolutely right.

As a matter of fact, I
should get out there

and I should paint the best
paintingthat this rock has ever seen.

Yeah. Yeah, that's
what I'm going to do.

I'm going to paint a paintingthat
will really curl their baloobiuses.

Right? Right.

Right. Okay. I'm gonna go tothe
Trash Heap and get some fresh brushes

off that brush plant behind her.

Hi, Mokey. Everything
go okayin the Great Hall?

Okay?

Then that business about your
paintingisn't bothering you anymore?

It's still bothering
her, isn't it?

It may be ripped, it may be torn

It may not have as
many handles on it

As the day it was born

It may be kind of discombobulated'Cause
the kid next door sat on it

And made it go clunk

It may be garbage, But it sure ain't junk
It may be garbage, But it sure ain't junk

Sure ain't junk It may be
borrowed It may be blue

It may have gobs of greasy
gopher gutsAll over the front of it

Which is not a
very nice thing to do

It may come creepingAcross
the bedroom floor

In the middle of the
night'Cause it's left out and lonely

And everybody it
metAlways laughed at it

And told it that it stunk

It may be garbage,
But it sure ain't junk

Oh, no. This is
high-quality trash.

Can we make a deal or what?

Hello, little Fraggle.
You're a day early.

Yes. The swap meet and
garbage galaisn't till tomorrow.

We're still busy sorting.

Well, I just came to get some
brushesoff the brush plant over there.

Planning on doing
some painting, are you?

I certainly am.

I'm planning to paint the
best paintingin the whole rock.

You really wantto impress
everyone then, do you?

You really wantto impress
everyone then, do you?

I really do.

Well, I might have
somethingyou can use then.

Boys, where did we putthat
paintbrush we came across?

The magic paintbrush?

Magic?

No, Marjory, that
brush is dangerous.

Boys.

We know, we know. The
Trash Heap has spoken.

It's in that pileto your
right there, Marjory.

What do you mean by dangerous?

Come, come. It's only dangerousif
you use it for the wrong reasons.

So there's no problem.

Here. Borrow this.

That's amazing.

What are the wrong reasons?

-Jealousy.-Pride.

But you're not that
kind of Fraggle, are you?

Well, I never thought
of myselfthat way, no.

This is incredible. Thank
you, Madam Heap, thank you.

This is incredible. Thank
you, Madam Heap, thank you.

I'll return it when
I'm finished.

Hey, hey. You'll be luckyif
that brush returns you.

Yeah, you'll be
sorry, little Fraggle.

Yeah.

Well, at least with
thislittle baby I invented,

you'll be able to
get a training run in

and generate some helpful
energyat the same time.

You see, as you run on
this belt, you turn a generator

which makes electricity.

And then it stores itin
these batteries here.

But I've got to go outand get
a better regulator, Sprocket,

so don't get carried away.

Just run a little bitand
then rest. Got that?

Okay.

Gee, Gobo's Uncle Matt, are you
certainBlossom Boulder is out this far?

-Am I certain?-Yeah.

Travelling Matt
is always certain.

-Excuse me.-What?

But isn't this Blossom Boulder?

I beg your...

Ah-ha. Yes.

Yes.

There you are, Mokey.

-Blossom Boulder.-Yeah.

It is easy if you
just know the way.

Yeah.

Thank you, Gobo's Uncle Matt.

I never could've found
this placewithout you.

-That's what we great
explorers are for.-Yes.

Unfortunately, all
Fragglesare not like me.

Recently I met somewho
were positively stuck-up.

Jealous.

I had found my wayinto one
of the large storage caves

the Silly Creatures use, and
wasmaking observations, when suddenly...

I saw this wall full
of strange windows.

In each one, a devastatinglyhandsome
Fraggle could be seen.

Fraggles, what
are you doing here?

I thought I was the only
Fragglein Outer Space.

I thought I was the only
Fragglein Outer Space.

But none of them
would talk to me.

Pay attention. I
am talking to you.

I am not one to hold a grudge.

I simply turned and
leftin a dignified way.

Well, I have never been
so insultedin my entire life.

They were obviously
jealous of my fame.

Silly Fraggles.

I know you're
enjoying this, but I

reallycan't stand around
here yakking all day.

-Toodle-oo.-Toodles.

You're going the wrong... Yeah.

Thanks, again.

No problem, no problem.

You know, Gobo's
Uncle Matt is right.

When you're good at something,
everyone just gets jealous of you.

Well, when I finishthis
picture of Blossom Boulder,

they'll have somethingto be jealous about,
they'll have somethingto be jealous about,

especially that Pedley.

Okay.

What the...

Strange.

Oh, well.

Okay, brush. Do your stuff.

Oh, my. I don't
believe it. That's it.

It really is magic.

Oh, boy.

I can't wait to tell everybody.

There. Now, isn't that the most
amazingpicture that you've ever seen?

Yes. Now can you
call that typical?

Stop that.

Well...

It's very good...
- As usual.-Yes.

-Yeah!-Usual? Is that
another word for typical?

Well, I love it.

Beauty really is in the
eyeof the boulder, isn't it?

Beauty really is in the
eyeof the boulder, isn't it?

-What?-That's beholder, Wembley.

Beauty is in the
eye of the beholder.

Well, if you're not utterly
amazedby this picture,

you should have been
therewhen I was painting it.

But we weren't.

Well, I'll paint you
another one, then.

Watch.

May I?

Of course.

Thank you.

May I?

-Yes.-Thank you very much.

How did she do that?

Again, please. Thank you.

Thank you. Yes.

Nice, huh?

That's incredible.

How do you... Here
we go. Thank you.

It's amazing. Look.

It really is amazing.

-Yeah.-Yes.

Well, I knew you'd
find that impressive.

Impressive? I'm
totally in awe of it.

How do you do that?

Well...

finding the right toolsdoes
make a difference.

However, that comes
with experience.

Hey, everybody.

Boy, you should see this terrific
paintingMokey did inside her pocket. Look.

Such detail.

Yes, yes. Thank you. Thank you.

It was nothing.

Where are you going?

Nowhere, nowhere.

Yes.

Yes. I just felt a sudden
urgefor a little exercise.

Yes. I just felt a sudden
urgefor a little exercise.

All that standing in one
placepainting, I guess.

I'm back.

Do you feel okay?

Fine, fine.

What is with you?

It's this brush.

Madam Heap gave it to me,
and now it won't stop painting.

That sounds an
awful lot like magic.

Perhaps. But I'm
the one controlling it.

It doesn't look
like that, does it?

Maybe that's another
oneof those expressions.

Why don't you just drop it?

-I can't. It's stuck.-What?

-What?-It's stuck.
I said it's stuck.

-Here, let me help.-Thank
you, thank you.

Let go.

Pull.

Let go.

This is our best chance, Mokey.
This is our best chance, Mokey.

You got that brush
from the Trash Heap.

So maybe she's the onewho
has the power to take it back.

Careful. Careful.

Stupid brush.

But you told meyou
weren't that kind of Fraggle.

What kind?

The jealous kind.

Exactly.

And now you've painted yourself
intoa corner, haven't you, little Fraggle?

She has?

That's just an
expression, Wembley.

It is? Boy, is this talking
businessever tricky.

You're going to have to
paint yourselfout of this one.

But how? The problem
is I can't stop painting.

If you want to stop
painting, just start painting.

-What?-The Trash
Heap has spoken.

Whatever it means.

But I need help now.

It's not my fault.
It's this brush.

Hey, look out.

Mokey.

What happened?

You heard her. She said
the brush had all the power,

You heard her. She said
the brush had all the power,

so the brush took
her at her word.

That's how the brush works.

We've got to help her. Come on!

Yes.

Good luck, little Fraggles.

Stop it. Stop it, I say.

What am I gonna do?

-This stupid brush won't
stop painting.-I can see that.

Yeah. And all Madam
Heap could say is,

"If you want to stop painting,
you gotta start painting."

It makes no sense at all.

Well... gee, Mokey, I thought theTrash
Heap made it sound kind of simple.

You've painted yourself into this corner,
all you have to do is paint your way out.

That's just another
expression, Wembley.

What? Again?

Hold it.

Red, I think Wembley's right.

-See. See. See.-Yes.

I've got to do exactlywhat
the Trash Heap says. Come on.

Oh, no, you don't.
Oh, no, you don't.

This way.

-Oh, no.-After you.

-Where are we
going?-I don't know.

-Mokey! Mokey!-Oh,
no, you don't.

Wait. Wait. Wrong
way. I'm sorry.

Mokey.

Okay, okay. Easy, easy.

Okay. Okay.

-There's my stuff.
Right?-Yes. Yes.

-Stand back.-Okay.

Don't you need a
hand with your hand?

No, thanks, Red. I'll
manage. Thanks, though.

All right. The Trash Heap said that I
hadto paint myself out of this mess, right?

-Yeah.-Right.

So far, this brush hasbeen
doing all the painting, right?

-Yeah.-Right.

So I've gotta find a way to
paintwithout using the brush.

-My tail. Of course.-Your tail.

I have been so foolish.

I've just forgotten everythingl
ever loved about painting.

Show me the light in a butterfly's eye
Show me the light in a butterfly's eye

And show me the dreamsOf
the earth and the sky

Show me the night
Show me the day

Show me the secret
that dances away

There's a rainbow I wishl
could climb like a tree

A bug and a boulder
that beckons to me

Show me leaves in the spring

Show me love on the wing

Show me things that I long
to explore Show me more

Show me the color
Show me the sound

Show me the magicThat
plays all around

In the shapes of a rockl
see mountains and moons

And I sometimes believeThat
the colors are tunes

Show me tears in the stones

Show me thimbles and thrones

Show me things that I long
to explore Show me more

Show me the light
in a butterfly's eye

And show me the dreamsOf
the earth and the sky

Boy, that's alreadystarting
to look terrific.

Yeah. Better than
anythingPedley ever did.

Yes. Yes.

Red, I don't even careabout
that anymore, you know.

I'm just loving painting it.

I can't believe it.

Look. Oh, boy, I can't
wait to tell everybody.

-Come on. Come on, Mokey.-Yeah.

You know, you guys go on ahead,

'cause, well, I'd just liketo
finish my painting, okay?

'cause, well, I'd just liketo
finish my painting, okay?

Okeydokey, Mokey.

That's just a little
expression, Red.

You finally returned.

Yes... here's your
paintbrush, Madam Heap.

Thank you.

You're welcome, little Fraggle.

You finally got
over your little...

brush with jealousy?

Yes. Yes, I feel
quite free of it now.

And... well, I wanted
to give youa little gift.

-It's lovely.-Thank you.

Come. We must
swap for something.

-Let's see.-Oh, no,
no. Please. Please.

You've given me too much
already. Thanks again. Bye.

Don't forget the big garbage
galaand swap meet tomorrow.

Marjory, did you do
all that on purpose?

Yeah. Did you plan
the whole thing?

Boys. Boys. Boys. Boys.

How could you even
think such a thing?

Sprocket, I got the regulator.

Sprocket, stop. Stop.

You're overloading the battery.

Now, will you look
at that, Sprocket?

You see where your jealousyof
Fluffinella's success has led you?

It's okay.

Would you like a gameof
fling and fetch right now?

Well, tomorrow, then.

But just for the
fun of it, right?

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