03x05 - Pebble Pox Blues

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We're Gobo, Mokey,
Wembley, Boober, Red!

A Fraggle!

Hey, look, Ma.

I caught a Fraggle!

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I tell you, Sprocket, that
wind is really blowing out there.

Winter is definitely on its way.

Sprocket, where are you, boy?

I can't believe he
would've gone outside.

He hates the cold weather.

There you are, Sprocket.

Sprocket, what
are you hiding from?

You weren't hiding,
you were sleeping.

Now, why do I find
that hard to believe?

Well, something tells methat
you've got something up your sleeve.

I know you don't have sleeves.

But I know you, and I knowyou're
trying to avoid something.

Sprocket.

Aha!

You wanted to avoid your annual
visitto the vet's for your shots.

Why, Sprockie, you still can't
be scaredof a little needle?

You just fetch your leash,
and let's get it over with.

It's for your own
good, you know.

Sprockie.

Do you know what just happened?

Morty Fraggle just
sneezed all over me.

How any Fraggle can havesuch
a careless attitude towards germs,

I just will never understand.

In fact...

Gobo, what's wrong with you?

It's nothing, Boober.

Well, how can you
say it's nothing?

You look terrible.

You have a fever, don't you?

Yeah.

Yeah, I guess I do.

All right, Gobo, I'm gonna ask
yousome medical questions now.

Does your fur feel frizzy?

Yeah.

Do your teeth feel ticklish?

Yeah.

Does your tail ache?

Now that you mention it, yeah.

You fool, you fool, you fool.
Don't you realize what's happening?

Not really.

You're coming down
with the Pebble Pox.

Is that all?

"Is that all"? "Is that all"?

The Pebble Pox is only the
mostcontagious disease a Fraggle can have.

But, Boober...

All right, Gobo, I don't want
youto take this personally...

But I gotta get out of here!

Well, yeah, sure, Boober.

The germs, they're everywhere.
They're all over everything.

They're on the rocks, and
they're crawling through the slime.

It's horrible. You can't...
It's horrible. You can't...

Is there no escape
from contagion?

I don't know that,

but I do think I could think
betterif you put me down.

-I'm sorry.-Yeah.

-I'm sorry, it's
just...-It's okay.

It's just Gobo has been
strickenwith the Pebble Pox.

We've gotta do
something to cure him

before his germs
spread any further.

That's a good idea.
How do we do that?

The only thing that can possiblycure
the Pebble Pox is doogenberries.

-Yeah.-And the only place

we can get doogenberriesis
in the Cave of Shadows.

The Cave of Shadows?

Yes.

Normally, I wouldn't
goanywhere near the place.

But we have got to
stop the spread of germs.

Yes! I'll go with you.

-You will?-I'll go get my stuff.

I was hoping you'd say that.

Wembley, whatever you do,
don't get too close to Gobo.

Gobo, can I borrow your
mapof the Cave of Shadows?

I told Boober I'd
go there with him.

It's right over there.

Gee, Gobo, you... you really look sick.
Gee, Gobo, you... you really look sick.

Yeah, but... Well...

It's no big deal.

But Boober says
it's the Pebble Pox.

Look, the Pebble Pox is just oneof
the challenges that life has to offer.

You know, Gobo,
you're really brave.

I've never been sick, but if I
ever am, I bet I'd get real scared.

Well, Wembley,

-I've faced a lot of
danger in my time.-Yeah.

I've been chased
by monsters and...

-thumped by Gorgs.-Yeah.

I hardly think a little thinglike
being sick is gonna get me down.

Yep.

I'm the kind of guy who can take a
tusslewith a few germs right in stride.

Yeah. You know, Gobo, I
wish I could be more like you.

I'd really hate it if I had
thoselittle red dots all over my face.

Yeah.

You know, Wembley, I wish
more Fraggles were like you.

You mean clumsy?

No, I mean interested in
preventingthe spread of germs.

Yeah, but do you really thinkdoogenberries
are gonna cure Pebble Pox?

Well, I hope so, Wembley,

because the Pebble
Pox is one of the

mosthorrible experiences
a Fraggle can have.

I'd heard that
they're not that bad.

Well, Gobo says that you justhave
to learn to take germs in stride.

Wembley, let me tell
youabout the greatest evil

the world has ever known.

Contagion.

They'll come from the east
They'll come from the west

They're comin' to get youWhen
you wake and when you rest

They'll come from the front
They'll come from the rear

Look out!

They're comin' to taste
youAnd they don't know any fear

Oh, no.

Their name is contagiousTheir
numbers outrageous

They're wrigglin' and ragin' like
wormsAnd it wiggles and squirms

-Wiggles and squirms?-I'm
talkin' 'bout germs

You're just walkin' along

Just singin' a song

You're mindin' your business'Cause
you ain't done any wrong

I ain't done nothing wrong.

They'll come from the drains

Look out, Wembley! They'll
come in their planes Oh, no.

They're comin' in cabs and
trainsAnd clouds and hurricanes

Look out!

You know, you'll never get
rid of themNever be hidden

They're wigglin' and
squirmin' like worms

-Wiggles and
squirms-Wiggles and squirms

I'm talkin' 'bout germs Wembley.

They're everywhere.

It's bad. It's bad.

So I understand about contagion.

And I didn't go near Gobo.

That's good.

I feel weird.

Do you think I could
get sickfrom his map?

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Boober!

Wembley.

Boober... Boober...

Germs.

This is ridiculous, Sprocket.

You've gotta come outfrom
under that blanket sometime and...

Hello.

Ms. Ardath, you're probably
callingabout the storm windows.

Well, I'll come over as soon as I can
getmy dog to come out from under the...

What?

You're not calling
about the windows?

It's about your
Airedale, Marigold?

She's sick? How awful.

And she's afraid
to go to the vet?

Yes, I do understand.

I see, she's hiding
under the porch of the Inn,

and she won't come out?

And you were wonderingif
Sprocket could come over

and convince her
to go to the vet's?

Well, I'd love to help, but...

We'll be right over.

Germs.

I gotta get out of here.

Boober.

What am I doing?

I'm deserting a sick friend.

I can't do this.

Wembley, I'm coming.

What am I saying? He's sick.

He's covered with germs.

What am I gonna do?

This is a nightmare.

If I run away, I'm a coward,
the lowest of the low.

-Slime.-Boober.

But if I help him, I risk
being exposed to his germs.

I think I need
another pillow, Red.

But you just asked meto
take that other pillow away.

I know, but my neck hurts.

Okay.

Okay, take it easy.

Every muscle in my
bodyis wracked with pain.

Well, sorry.

Could you fluff it up a bit?

Why, sure I can.

You know, I don't think you
realizehow serious the Pebble Pox is.

It isn't that bad, you big baby.

Didn't I have it last time?

Well, yeah, but it couldn't
have been as bad as this.

And watch who
you're calling a baby.

Okay, you're not a baby.

You have a much worse
caseof Pebble Pox than I had.

Mm-hmm. I thought so.

In fact, you probably havethe
worst case of Pebble Pox

that any Fraggle has ever had.

I bet you're right.

So, why don't we settle
downand have a nice little nappy.

So, why don't we settle
downand have a nice little nappy.

And soon, Boober will be
back with your medicine.

Medicine?

I'm not taking any medicine.

Yes, you will,

because I am going to pour
it downyour little baby throat.

Hey, you're supposed
to be nice to me.

I want some barley tea.

Okay.

And radish toast.

Okay.

And a moss pack...

for my head.

Boober, where are
you when we need you?

Boober...

I'm right here, Wembley.

Where are you? You
sound so far away.

Well, I'm coming, Wembley.

I was just...

I was just looking
for something.

Uh-huh.

Here I am, Wembley.

Well, you sound closer,
but I still can't hear you.

Well, I'm right here.

Oh, no. This is scary.

I think there's something
wrongwith my ears.

Well, there's nothing
wrongwith your ears.

I can hear.

Well, of course you can.

You just can't do
much of anything else.

I guess this is a
pretty bad case, huh?

Well, not necessarily.

In a bad case, your fur
starts to frizz... My fur?

And your teeth get
ticklish... My teeth?

And your tailwould
start to ache like crazy.

Wembley, what is
it? What's wrong?

It's my tail, it's k*lling me.

-No. I knew it. I knew it.-Yeah.

You are going to have the worst caseof
Pebble Pox in the history of sickness.

I knew it. I knew it.

What am I gonna do?
What am I gonna do?

Boober, don't be afraid.

What? You, the sickest
Fragglel have ever seen

are telling me not to be afraid?

Sure, Boober, because...

it isn't you that's
going to die.

Well, neither are you.
Well, neither are you.

Don't even say such a thing.

Don't even think it.

He's gonna die.

Boober, but the germs have
got me, and I'm so scared.

Wembley, just
try to be like Gobo.

-Like Gobo?-Yes.

There. He...

He wouldn't be scared of a little
thinglike Pebble Pox, would he?

Gobo?

What's wrong?

Red and I could hear you
moaningall the way over in our cave.

It's this horrible Pebble
Pox. I can't stand it.

Oh, Gobo.

Will it help if I tell youthe secret
of how I turned the Pebble Pox

into one of my most
gratifyingexperiences?

You found the Pebble
Pox... gratifying?

Yes, yes.

And I'm sure when I tell
you about it, so will you.

Okay. What's the secret?

First, hold out your arm.
First, hold out your arm.

Now...

What do you see?

You know what I see.

Miserable, horrible,
itchy Pebble Pox!

Exactly, exactly, and
that's your problem.

Mokey, I don't understandwhat
you're talking about.

You are not looking at
itfrom the Pox's point of view.

-What?-Well, how do you
think a Pebble Pox feels

when you call it
horrible and miserable?

I bet you never thought
about that, now, did you?

No, I didn't think so.

Well, I have, and let me
tell you, it's not pleasant.

That is why you have to
learn to loveyour Pebble Pox.

Accept it on its own terms.

And I have not told
you the best part yet.

Yeah.

-The best part, sure.-Yes.
Now, see this? See this?

Each little Pebble
Pox is different.

No two are exactly alike.

Like snowflakes.

And... if you look closely,

you can see a pattern.
You can see a pattern.

Here, here, look at this.

A field of dandelions.

Here, Mokey. Why
don't you read this?

Well, yes, but...

I was just getting to the
middleof my philosophy on...

I know, and it really
helped me a lot.

It did?

Thanks.

Yeah, well, that's why I
wanna sharethis card with you.

I'm sure you'll find
it very gratifying.

Oh, gee.

I guess I'll read it, then.

"Dear Nephew Gobo..."

The life of an explorercan
be a lonely one,

especially here in Outer Space.

Occasionally, you meet
some fellow travelers,

but it's rarethat you
make any real friends.

But every once in a
while, destiny steps in...

Hubba-hubba.

And you find someoneyou
were meant to know.

So your name's Bessie?

"Love, your Uncle Travelling Matt."
"Love, your Uncle Travelling Matt."

You're right, Gobo.

That really is gratify...

Gobo?

Isn't that nice?

He's sound asleep.

Well, I just love
helping Fraggles.

Here I am,

the one Fraggle who's devoted
his lifeto the avoidance of illness,

and what do I get?

Stuck out in the middle of
nowherewith my friend, the germ farm.

Well, might as welllook
on the bright side.

While I'm at the Cave of
Shadowscollecting doogenberries,

I won't have to be exposedto
Wembley's Pebble Pox.

Help! Poison Cacklers!
Poison Cacklers!

I'm coming, Wembley!

I'm coming.

Boober!

I'm coming, Wembley.

-Boober!-I'm coming, I'm coming.

What is it? What's wrong, Wembley?
What is it? What's wrong, Wembley?

They're all over me!

What? There's nothing on you.

The Poison Cacklersare
crawling all over me, Boober.

Oh, no, he's delirious.

Now, Wembley, listen to me.

-What?-You have
a very high fever.

Do you understand me?

It's very, very high.

-A fever?-Yes, that's right.

And it's making you see
thingsthat really aren't there.

Not here?

That's right. There
are no Poison Cacklers.

No Cacklers?

No. There's nothing
herethat can hurt you.

No Cacklers.

Okay. Now, Wembley,

I have to go to the Cave of
Shadowsfor your medicine.

What? No, you can't go!

Please don't leave me, Boober.
What about the Cacklers?

-I told you, there are no Poison
Cacklers.-Don't go, Boober.

No, Boober! Please stay.

Don't go.

Don't worry, Wembley.

Come on. We'll go to the
Cave of Shadows together.

Come on. Come on.

Yes. That's it. Yes. That's it.

-Boober, I can't...-Don't
worry, Wembley. I'm right here.

I just... Pox.

All right, germs.

This is the dayyou've
all been waiting for.

Come and get me.

Boober, what about
the Poison Cacklers?

It's all right, Wembley.
I'll carry them too.

We're almost there, Wembley.

Just a few more turns.

Thanks.

Sorry, Wembley.

All right, you
shadows! Back off.

Jungle grass.

That'll ward off infection.

Moon rose.

That'll reduce his fever.

Yeah.

There's what we
came for, Wembley.

Doogenberries.

Yes.

Well, Wembley... we did it.

We got what we need.
We got what we need.

Ha, shadows.

There, Wembley.

Drink this doogenberry tea.

It'll make you feel better.

Here. Come on, head up.

There.

How's that?

It's nice, but I don't
thinkit's gonna do any good.

What do you mean?
Of course it will.

I still think I'm gonna die.

Wembley, don't say that.

But, Boober, the germs got
mefrom the east and from the west.

-But...-And I'm contagious,

which is the greatest
evilthe world has ever known.

You're just trying to
make the endeasier for me.

The end? Wembley,
stop it. Stop it.

Stop it.

Sometimes, although
not very often,

I guess I exaggeratehow
terrible being sick can be.

Yes. You see, I guess...

Well, I suppose the Pebble
Poxis just a natural part of life.

I don't believe I said that.

I'm confused.

Well, you're confused because of me.
Well, you're confused because of me.

I put it in your headthat the
Pebble Pox was unbearable.

Actually, you called it the mosthorrible
experience a Fraggle can have.

Well, yes. No. I mean...

Don't you see? Your
suffering is partly my fault.

You mean, if I think that being
sickisn't that bad, then it won't be?

Well, what you thinkcertainly
can make a difference.

Do you believe that?

-Well, sure.-Well, so do I.

I'm feeling a lot
better already.

But, Wembley, you are sick
and you do need your rest.

Well... Yes. There,
just settle down.

Yes.

You know... But I'm
not tired anymore.

Wembley, listen to me.

If there's one thing I do
know about, it's being sick.

Yeah.

Well, you know about cooking.

-Well, yes, but... And laundry.

That's true, I... Wembley.

Just go to sleep.

Okay.

Yeah.

You know, Boober, I'm
real glad you're here with me.

I'm glad too.

-Red.-Hi.

Is that for Gobo?

Oh, yeah.

He had this sudden
cravingfor parsnip stew,

right after I finished making
himsome rutabaga soup.

Red.

Don't be so hard on him.

Being sick can
be very difficult.

Gobo's not being difficult.

He's being impossible!

Now, Wembley, just
remember what I told you.

It's just a natural
part of life.

Wembley. Poor Wembley.

Great, another patient.

Boober saved my life.

-Well...-He did?

-Yeah.-But, Boober...
weren't you afraid of catching

whatever it is
Wembley had? I mean...

Well, I know how worried
you areabout getting sick.

Don't be ridiculous, Mokey.

I'm not afraid of being sick.

-You're not?-You're not?

Nah, of course not.

Well, that's good.

Then you won't mind it when I tell you
Then you won't mind it when I tell you

that little red dotsare starting
to appear all over your face.

Oh, no.

Boober.

Boober, remember,

the Pebble Poxare
just a natural part of life.

-Come on. We'll look after
you.-That makes three patients.

-Come on.-So, remember, boys,

it's just a natural
part of life.

I want to commend you,
Sprocket, for being so brave.

You set quite an
example for Marigold

when you leapt upon
the vet's examining table

and demanded your shots.

Yes, you were magnificent,

and I'm sure she thought so too.

That's it, boy.

Have a nice, long
rest. You deserve it.

Would this help?

There we are.

Good boy.

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