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.
Junior!
Hello!
My radish.
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.
You want peg leg potatoes with your parrot melt?
Laugh on, Sprocket.
I keep falling asleep in my uniform.
But remember,
waitressing at a pirate-themed restaurant pays for my tuition and your dog treats.
I can be a pirate waitress now if it means changing the world later.
"From Uncle Matt to Gobo Fraggle." Again?
I can't, I can't, I can't!
I have a deadline, Sprocket!
All right, sheroes.
I'm on four hours of sleep,
and I have a huge paper due on the bioremediation of microplastics.
You know, like bacteria.
Little munchy guys to eat away at the plastic in the ocean.
I shouldn't put it that way in my paper, but you get the idea.
Anyway, if you can handle yours, so can I.
I don't know if it's talking to you ladies or the cold, but I have goose bumps.
But it is awfully cold.
Yep. The thermostat is broken.
Perfect!
And the cold air coming from that hole in the wall isn't helping either.
First Frost!
Hey, Boober, it's the First Frost!
That it is!
Real sock weather.
Mokey, it's First Frost!
I know. Isn't it peaceful?
Look out! Coming through!
First Frost!
I'm okay. Thanks for asking.
Who knew you could slide on ice?
Hey, my clothesline!
Wembley, it's the First Frost!
First Frost! First Frost!
Okay, okay. Breathe, breathe.
Okay, First Frost traditions.
First we're gonna head to the Storyteller's cave
for the tale of the greatest explorer in all of Fragglekind,
the reason for the season, my personal hero…
My personal hero's personal hero!
The one, the only…
Icy Joe!
Hey, hey, ho
We're Fraggles who love Icy Joe
Okay. And then after we hear the Legend of Icy Joe,
we'll head to the Ice Caves…
…to retrace every step she dared make
before she…
Disappeared forever.
I'm gonna head to the Storyteller's cave. You get bundled up.
-I'll meet you there! -Okay. I call sitting next to you!
Sorry, Wembley. I'm already sitting next to my best friend.
-What? -Who's you!
First Frost!
-I'm so excited! -Me too!
Yeah. I can't wait to see her again. Hear the whole tale.
The Storyteller!
Here she is. Here she is. Hi! Hi! Hi!
Oh, my.
What a nice welcome.
Oh, yeah! Icy Joe! Icy Joe!
Icy Joe! Icy Joe!
Never mind. It's just you two again.
Okay. Legend of Icy Joe.
Where are my reading glasses?
Here they are.
Oh, wait, no.
Now all of you look like radish cobbler.
These must be my eating glasses.
There we go, there we go.
All right. The Legend of Icy Joe.
Where she is--
Nobody knows!
Okay. Okay, can I do my job?
-Sorry. -I'm sorry.
Rupert!
"Ballad of Icy Joe." Hit it!
One day you'll get there.
Bless you, sweetheart.
Hit it, Rupert.
So let me tell the story
'Bout the toughest Fraggle 'round
She wrestled Poison Cacklers
And then pinned them to the ground
The bravest of explorers
Forging tunnels underground
Always looking for adventure
And that's exactly what she found
Oh, oh, oh The courageous Icy Joe
We know that she's a hero 'Cause the stories tell us so
Oh, oh, oh The courageous Icy Joe
Blazing trails for every Fraggle
Now there's nowhere we can't go
She walked miles in a snowstorm
Climbed trees six Gorgs high
Discovered types of creatures That would make a grown-up cry
But on her last expedition
When fall's First Frost appeared
She just up and vanished
Some might say she disappeared
'Cause no one has seen Icy Joe In years
-Where'd she go? -Beats me!
Oh, oh, oh The courageous Icy Joe
We know that she's a hero 'Cause the stories tell us so
-Sing it! -Oh, oh, oh
The courageous Icy Joe
So someday if you see her Let me know
We sure will!
That's how you do it.
Okay, I'll see you next year.
Where are my napping glasses?
There we go. Okay.
You guys are gonna retrace Icy Joe's steps again?
Why not stay and play a new kind of rock hockey,
but instead of greaseberry leaves, we slide on ice?
-Hockey on ice? That'll never work. -Nope.
Besides, we go every year.
-It's tradition. -Yeah.
And here's my tradition: warning you not to go out into the frost.
How could you think that was fun?
Quality time with my friend?
Yes, please.
Two helpings' worth.
I'm a hungry Fraggle.
Well, if you need me, just send back energy.
My receptors are open.
Or you can just call us over the Doozer tube
if anything exciting happens.
It won't.
There's a huge ice wall blocking Icy Joe's actual trek,
so you can't get that close.
Red, that's not the Icy Joe spirit.
Hey, before we go, let's see what my Uncle Matt sent.
It might inspire! It usually does.
Oh, no, just as my earmuffs go on.
-"Dear Nephew Gobo"-- -What?
-"I have news." -What?
In my travels, I have discovered a frosty adventurer
equal to the heroic Icy Joe.
Me.
Wherever I go, I confront obstacles head-on.
Slide the tray down, deary.
Well, let me show them how it's done.
Coming through!
-Hey! -I was a hero, admired by all!
-Sure, there were casualties, but… -Pardon.
…naturally, I survived without a scratch.
And I received a perfect ten.
So on this First Frost, I give you my heroic artifact,
the Uncle Travelling Matt Traveling Flat.
This belongs in a museum!
-Well, you belong in a museum! -What? You do, Wembley!
No, you do, Gobo!
We're gonna go on an adventure!
-Oh, boy! Oh, boy! -Adventure! Adventure!
-Okay, we're off! -Adventure!
Have fun on your trip to nowhere!
We will!
Come on, Wembley!
Where do you wanna live, little fella?
Maybe right there.
Oh, honey!
Your father asked you to make a fountain, and you're really doing it.
-It looks Gorg-geous! -Thanks, Ma.
It looks terrible!
A light wind would blow it over.
Okay. Well, what should I do?
I don't know. Knock it over and start from scratch.
Okay. I guess you're right, Pa.
Course I'm right!
It's exhausting being right all the time.
-Okay. -Okay.
Oh, the courageous Icy Joe
Blazing trails for every Fraggle
Now there's nowhere we can't go
-Take it away! -Oh, oh--
Gobo, wait.
Have we made it this far into the Ice Cave before?
Hey, Wembley, no, I don't think so.
Well, normally the ice wall blocks us.
All that new water we have in Fraggle Rock must've melted that entranceway.
Hey, Wembley, in the spirit of Icy Joe,
let's see how far we can go!
Oh, oh, oh The coura--
The courageous Icy Joe
-Nice vocals, Wembley. -That wasn't me.
It's me, Icy Joe.
I'm half frozen.
Well, don't just stand there, you pebblets.
Help me.
Well, I can't feel my elbows or believe my eyes,
but Icy Joe is alive!
How long has Icy Joe been here?
A couple of weeks? A month or two?
-Well, more like hundreds of years. -Yeah.
That's-- That's a lot to take in.
Yeah.
Well, I just wanna say what an honor it is to meet you,
your Joe-ness? Your Iciness?
Ma'am?
I'm Wembley.
And I'm Gobo. And you are a huge hero of mine.
Oh, well…
It's nice to meet me, Bobo and Vembley.
Actually, it's Gobo and Wembley.
But that's fine.
Well, let's see.
Well, there you go. Yep, you're free.
Okay. Here I go!
Boy, where is it?
Come on, bottom sticks. Get it together.
Where is it?
Just another second and I'll have it under control.
So, this must've been a huge moment for you.
It is, yeah.
Well, back to my mission.
-Well, don't you wanna eat first? -Yeah.
I mean, it has been, you know,
-hundreds of years. -Yeah.
I'm not hungry at all.
That's just my insides thawing.
Okay.
-But since you're clearly fans… -Oh, yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
I'll give you the honor of feeding me.
Testing, testing. Wembley one, two, blueberry, five.
Come in, can you hear me? We found Icy Joe!
She's alive!
What? How is that possible?
I'll explain when we get back.
Just start cooking!
But th--
Icy Joe is alive, and we're going to prepare her homecoming feast.
I'm thinking a culinary tribute to the radish.
Purees, soufflés, hoorays!
The last one is because that's what she'll say when she tastes the food.
Well, what are you waiting for? Go, go, go, go, go!
Okay. Let's get cooking!
-Icy Joe is alive! -Yeah!
I totally called it.
Did you?
I can't believe I was frozen all that time, young Globo.
Tell me.
Is Ruby Fraggle still with us?
Probably not.
All the good ones are gone!
No offense. I mean…
Soft.
-Yeah, totally. -Hey. How come you didn't wait for me?
Well, if you're gonna walk slow, don't walk with Icy Joe.
I like that!
Flobo!
-Write that down. Yes. -Okay.
Gobo?
Would you like scuttle rings or treasure tots?
I'm up!
Back to my paper.
My landlord's gotta fix my heat.
And I'm starving.
Thanks.
I should eat. You're a lifesaver.
All right, let's do this.
That's not human food.
Yep, that's a dog treat.
Yeah.
-Hey. -Yes.
Everyone!
There she is!
It's Icy Joe!
Welcome home, Icy Joe!
-We have organized-- -Excuse me. Miss Joe?
I'm Boober Fraggle. I'm the head chef and maître d'.
Right this way, please, if you would.
So, have you dined with us before?
Of course not. You've been frozen for so long.
Allow me to take you on a culinary tour of the radish.
Hey!
When you're hungry, ask for me
Or if you're starved for company
It's nice to visit friends and see The lights are on inside
If you're sick or if you're well
Or bursting with some news to tell
All you have to do is yell The door is open wide
You know you are welcome in our home
I, you, me We're sharing and not alone
Yeah, come on, everybody.
You're not alone.
When you need a silly hat
Or you'd love to have a chat
It's nice to know the welcome mat Will never be worn through
Sharing's dandy and it's grand
Besides it sure can come in handy
When you know that understanding's Waiting there for you
You know you are welcome in our home
I, you, me We're sharing and not alone
Enough!
Icy Joe didn't come here for prancin'!
She came here for the food!
Yeah, she's just hungry.
Wouldn't you be?
Okay, maybe a different approach.
Is it just me, or is she mean?
-Hello, I'm Mokey. And I'm-- -Not interested!
Okay.
Yeah, she's mean.
Miss Joe? Here, try the stew.
There you go.
How's that? What do you think?
Too clean!
In Icy Joe's day, we ate our radishes straight up, dirt first!
Enough. I'll feed myself!
Prancin' and dancin'--
Oh, dear.
An explorer who knows what she likes.
Isn't she great?
Maybe it's too many shallots.
She's in my bed.
Excuse me? Just what do you think you're do--
Don't explode.
Keep breathing through difficult situations.
Right? Yeah? Yeah, watch.
Hello, Icy Joe.
Sunshine to you.
Just a point of clarity.
This is actually our cave,
and that's Red's bed you're sprinkling with soil.
-Icy Joe was here long before any of you… -Well--
…so this is my cave.
Thanks for keeping it warm, Dookie.
I'll keep you warm, all right!
Breathe deeply into difficult situations, remember?
Radical empathy! Radical empathy!
So this is where the party is.
I'm so glad you're all getting along.
There you are. Time to get back to the trail.
Now, go grab Waffle, and let's hit it!
Waffle?
You mean Wembley?
-You want us to come with you? W-- -Yes.
Well, we'd be honored! I'll go get him, I--
Wembley?
So, when are you two moving out?
One, two, th--
-No! You gotta wait till I say three. -Hey, Wembley!
Wembley! Wembley, neat news alert!
Icy Joe is going back out on the trail for the good of Fragglekind.
-And we are going with. Come on! -No.
-Gobo! -Oh, oh, oh
-No. -We're going with Icy--
What's wrong, Wembley?
All of our dreams are coming true in the same First Frost.
Gobo, I think-- No, I know…
For someone who wants to advance Fragglekind,
Icy Joe isn't very kind to Fraggles!
-That took a lot out of me. -Wha--
No, Wembley.
Well, she's just from a different time,
and great explorers are often misunderstood.
And besides, she's our hero. Come on.
Your hero!
What?
She's not mine anymore.
Gogo, Wabble, let's go!
Well-- Well, Wembley, I--
I… W--
Don't worry. Just go on without me.
Oh, boy, that Wembley's really missing out.
So, what are we gonna explore first?
The Icy Ridge or the Icy Roundabout?
Yeah, yeah. Silence, yep! I'm learning a lot from you today.
You're right. Silence is better.
We're here.
Gathering valuable treasure?
That's not why Fraggles explore.
Up you go!
-What are you doing? -Higher!
I need you to grab that crystal for my collection.
I almost got it before, but I slipped,
causing that avalanche that froze me.
This time I'm not leaving without it.
-I need it. -Wait a minute.
You're only in this for yourself?
I can't do this anymore.
You're not in this for Fragglekind.
In fact, you're not kind.
Fine! If you won't help Icy Joe, Icy Joe will help Icy Joe.
Move.
Hey, what are you doing?
Be careful! No!
-If I could just get a grip… -It's not worth it! No!
Oh, no!
Help! Help!
I should've listened to Wembley.
I wanted you to be a hero so badly, I couldn't see who you really are.
Well, I guess I've never been anyone's favorite cup of Joe.
-You know, Fofo-- -Gobo.
-Gogo. -Gobo.
-You know, Momo-- -Gobo.
-Dodo? -Gobo.
-Yo-yo? -Close enough.
I got my name not for the ice I explored but for the ice in here.
Fraggles like me now,
but in my own time, no one did.
You know, you're the closest thing I've ever had to a friend.
Well, the ice above will soon fall.
Same thing all over again.
Well, this time it's not the same thing because you're not alone.
Icy Joe's heart just got a little less cold, Gobo.
Wembley?
How do you stop this thing?
Wembley, how did you-- When did you--
Well, I was worried about you,
so I slipped the Doozer tube into your backpack.
What? Wembley.
You know, I don't know if I believe in heroes anymore,
but if there is such a thing, then you are mine.
The feeling's mutual, captain.
Captain? That's awesome!
-No, you're captain! -No, you're captain.
-No, you're captain! -You're captain!
Enough loveyfest!
Icy Joe has words to say.
I'm… amazing!
No, no, no, no. I'm thankful that you saved my life, Wilfred.
It's Wembley, but that's a good start.
Let's get outta here!
Come on! Hurry up!
Pa's right.
This fountain's spaghettic.
I'm gonna knock it down.
It's so flimsy, it'll be easy, yeah.
On a count of three.
One, four, lily pad, get set.
Well, I'll be!
Why, that's a sturdy fountain, son. Good job.
Everybody, my son's a fountain genius!
Our son.
-Thanks, Ma. -He sure is.
-I hope she likes it. -She's gonna like it this time, I bet.
-You know what? -What?
It's-- It's growing on me.
-That's hopeful. -Yeah, yeah.
Icy Joe likes it.
Boo-- Boober.
-Boober, that's me! Yeah. Me! -Yes.
Icy Joe was kind.
Personal growth is so exhausting.
And as the First Frost ends, progress is made.
-Sort of! -Let me help.
The landlord fixed the heater.
And perfect timing as I…
Follow the finger, follow the finger, follow the finger and boom!
We did it, Sprocket! My paper is in.
Today seemed impossible, ladies,
but with one foot in front of the other, we got it done.
Me?
Okay, but it's only going up there on one condition.
Yeah, you.
I couldn't have done it without you. You're my hero.
It's actually not that bad.