[upbeat music playing]
I Dance your cares away ♪
I Worry's for another day
I Let the music play }
I Down in 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 in Fraggle Rock ♪
I Down in Fraggle Rock ♪
Down in Fraggle Rock.
Dawn. And the birds are singing.
Isn't that the most beautiful
thing in the world, Sprocket?
[snorts]
The light. The music.
[yawns]
I wonder what the birds think about
when they're singing, Sprocket.
I wonder if they think
they are making the sun rise. [chuckles]
Well, we'd have to be
able to really communicate
with the birds to know that.
I wonder how you'd go about
communicating with another species.
Like you and me, for instance.
Could I find a way
for you and me to communicate?
Now, where would I start?
How could I, a human being,
communicate with you, a dog?
[sighs]
But suppose we miss it, Gobo?
[yawns] Don't worry, Wembley.
‘We'll make it.
-Yeah.
Hey, look how deserted these caves are.
You know, we haven't
seen a Fraggle in days.
Do you think everyone's at the Great Hall?
Of course, waiting for the Storyteller
to announce who's going
to write the Glory Song.
-Yeah.
-I can't wait.
Me neither.
-Hey, ooh...
Hey, did you see that?
Yeah, yeah. [stuttering] The light just...
[indistinct voices]
Did... did you hear something?
I felt something.
No, no. I mean a sound.
Like a voice, or voices.
Huh.
Nah.
Nah.
Come on, let's go find out
who's going to write the Glory Song.
-Yeah.
Hey, Wembley?
What if it were you?
“You?
-Or me?
-Me? Hoo-hoo!
[Gobo yawning]
[yawning]
-I don't know why I'm so tired.
I always get this way when it gets dark.
Yeah, I guess so.
Hey, come on, let's get going.
We don't wanna miss anything.
Yeah, yeah.
[indistinct voices]
Fellow Fraggles,
the future awaits our song.
I, your Storyteller,
have brought to you the Gourd of Guidance.
[Storyteller] Yes, yes.
And I am now ready to draw
the name of the Fraggle
who will write our Glory Song.
[all exclaiming]
To write the song that
will sing of our generation,
our entire cycle of the cave.
[all exclaiming]
Now, get on with it, will you?
I'm already the World's Oldest Fraggle
without waiting another cycle
for your announcement.
[Storyteller] And the winner is...
[Fraggle] Oh, brother!
And it's going to be...
[Fraggles clamoring]
The lucky Fraggle is...
Gobo Fraggle!
[Fraggles cheering]
[Storyteller] The Gourd of Guidance
has brought your name to the top.
Wow!
-It's never been wrong yet.
-Yeah, but
-[Red] Gobo!
[all chanting] Gobo! Gobo! Gobo! Gobo!
Really, really, Madame Storyteller,
I'm much more
of an explorer than a writer.
We can all help Gobo!
[Fraggles cheering]
[Storyteller] Well, as long as
you don't help him write the song.
Oh, no, no, no, no.
We wouldn't do that, would we?
No, no.
No, no, no.
This is a task
he must undertake by himself.
Yeah, but we'll all help him
in any other way we can, right?
[all] Yeah! Yeah!
We'll take
the Solemn Fraggle Oath on that.
[all] Yeah!
Weeba weeba, waffa waffa,
garpox gumbage, whoopee!
[indistinct voices]
[strumming guitar]
[sighs]
Boy, being chosen to write the Glory Song
is the most important thing
that's ever happened to me.
[sighs] And it's gotta be
the most important song I've ever--
[Fraggles] ♪ Flitzy witzy Ditzy §
I Your brain's so ftsy bitsy I
I Your toes so small, no nose at all
I You're smaller than a Ditzy
Hmm. Tsk.
It sure is hard to concentrate
with all that squawking and shouting.
Hmm.
['l have to att*ck this songwriting
more systematically.
I'l start with the lyric.
Let's see, um...
Ask me what's a Fraggle,
oh, what's a Fraggle for?
I Hup, two, three, four }
7 Set your shoulder?
I Move that boulder ♪
I Hup, two, three, four...?
What's a Fraggle for?
Two, three, four, hup, two...
No. No. No.
I Give me one, and give me two ♪
I Cover me with muck and goo ©
I Give me three, and give me four?
I Down my sock and... }
-Come on.
Uh-oh.
What?
-Uh, Gobo?
What's wrong?
[stutters] Did we do something wrong?
Well, how can I
possibly write the Glory Song with...
with all this singing going on?
But, gee, Gobo, we're sorry.
Yeah, we didn't realize.
Well, you all promised
to help me, didn't you?
[all] Yeah.
-So how about a little quiet?
-Oh.
-Oh.
Gobo, you are absolutely right.
Come on, you guys, let's go.
[all shouting] Gobo says stop singing!
-Gobo says stop singing!
-Everybody stop singing!
-Stop singing!
-Shh! Quiet!
-Stop singing!
-Stop singing!
Uh, I didn't mean to stop singing.
I meant...
[sighs]
[gasps] I've got it!
Ask me what's a Fraggle?
What's a Fraggle, please?
And I will show you something
with hair upon its knees.
[groans] No. No. No.
The Glory Song's got to be great.
My responsibility
is to make our cycle of the cave
come fo life for future generations.
[indistinct voices]
I Flitzy witzy Ditzy 3
I You're smaller than a Ditzy... }
[Red] Gobo says stop singing!
[all] Gobo says stop singing! Stop!
[all three] Stop singing?
[groaning]
Oh, come on, you three. We promised.
Besides, you don't have to sing
to be a Fraggle.
No!
I suppose we could speak it.
-Yeah.
-Yeah.
[all three] Flitzy, witzy, Ditzy,
your brain's so itsy bitsy,
your toes so small...
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no!
-It lacks a certain sparkle, somehow.
-Sparkle.
Yes, well, I suppose itis difficult
when you can't just let your essence
manifest at will.
-Hmm.
How true. How true.
True, true.
-Yes, yes, yes, yes.
Fraggle is as Fraggle does.
Afragile Fraggle thing.
A fleeting flight of flickering fluff.
Flah, flah, flah, flah, floo, flee.
No...
No, Gobo, that's great!
Is that the Glory Song? ‘Cause I love it.
[gasps]
Nah.
No. No.
I've been working on it all day, Wembley,
but I just can't get it right.
[sighs]
Well, let me help.
Well, thanks, Wembley, but I...
[shudders]
laughs]
Wembley, what are you doing?
Well, I'm trying for
a different point of view
on your problems.
[panting]
-Hmm.
“Whoa! Ooh. Oh.
-Yeah.
You know, there's
something in that, Wembley.
-Yeah.
“Hmm.
Maybe a walk could loosen me up.
Whoa!
Well, hey, no problem.
I know a really loose way of walking.
[grunting]
Whoops!
Shh!
Boy, it sure is quiet around here
without anybody singing
or playing music.
Yeah, I never thought I'd say it,
but it's depressing, too.
Yeah.
Boy, it's amazing how
a song brightens a day.
I sure hope Gobo
finishes that Glory Song soon.
I know we promised,
but one little song couldn't hurt.
I've never gone this long without singing
in my whole life.
But, Red!
Gobo is engaged in a huge undertaking.
I mean, our definitive song.
I know. I know.
I really appreciate your
trying to help, Wembley, but--
Hey, how about if I show
you how I att*ck a problem?
Watch. [grunts]
[making karate sounds]
[siren wailing]
-Hey, did you do that?
-Uh-uh.
[Flange] Blackout in the Great Halll
Blackout in the Great Hall!
[Fraggles clamoring]
What happened to the light?
It's gone! The light is gone!
[siren wailing]
[imitating barking]
Well, I'm trying, Sprocket.
Give me a chance.
[imitating growling]
[Sprocket grunts]
What did I say? What did I say?
[grunting]
This isn't working at all.
[stutters] This is doing no good. Come on.
Listen. It's that noise again.
Listen!
[indistinct voices]
[voice] Help!
There itis.
That voice I heard in the dark cave.
I hear it, too.
[voice] We need your help.
Who did you say needed our help?
[voice] We are the Ditzies.
That is our name.
But I thought Ditzy
was just a nonsense word.
[Ditzies] We have been
trying to speak to you.
But we've never met you before.
We have never gathered to speak until now.
[stutters] Well, that makes sense.
[Ditzies] The glow of
our bodies lights your caves.
Now we are dying.
We do not know why.
We must save our strength.
Help us.
[voice fading] Help us.
The light... spoke to us.
It's like a vision.
[Cotterpin] Oh, it's a vision, yeah.
Well, come on.
We got to do something.
-Yeah.
02x18 - The Day the Music d*ed
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Children's musical fantasy comedy puppet series about interconnected societies of Muppet creatures, created by Jim Henson.
Children's musical fantasy comedy puppet series about interconnected societies of Muppet creatures, created by Jim Henson.