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.
And so, Doc, working from her home laboratory,
collects hundreds of samples in the hopes of finding an elusive bacteria
that could break down microplastics in the ocean.
Let me have my documentary moment.
I'm serious, dude. I think this bacteria is the one.
If I can just maintain the temperature,
I think this guy is gonna eat plastic for breakfast.
And if it does, I get to name it.
I think I'm gonna call it Munchie.
We might tweak that later.
Oh, no! The heater's broken.
You! A screw.
I'm not gonna let you kill Munchie.
I gotta get you back in and fix this thing.
Thank you, Sprocket.
This is one tiny screw.
Oh, to have baby hands right now.
Oh, dang it!
No, I'd like to--
-Please, just-- I'm coming through! -Pardon me. Excuse me!
So am I!
Well, the waterfall's still barely flowing for some mysterious reason.
I wonder why.
All the water is ours!
Gorgs, Gorgs, Gorgs, Gorgs.
Well, chant with me, Son.
And the water we do have is full of that gross goo.
I had to unclog my whistle.
Somebody's gotta figure this goo thing out.
The Merggles can't stay in Boober's laundry tubs forever.
Yeah, I'm not amped on being cramped, bro.
Okay! So who's up for some aqua aerobics?
And fin and splish and splash and sploosh.
-Soup bro. -What?
We'd love another pot of that seaweed stew when you canskies.
Yeah. Sure, sure. Hey, Red.
Is there anything I could do?
I mean, something more important?
Besides making soup?
-Melody! -Oh, no.
Tail at 90 degrees.
And fin and splish and splash and sploosh.
Fin and splish…
Careful, Craggles.
Chaotic vibes in here.
And fin and splish…
Hey, Mokey. I've just finished some pumpkin bisque for the Craggles.
Is there anything else I could do?
My water bucket.
I need it to get more fresh water from Sweetwater Creek for the Merggles.
Loving reminder, we share this bucket.
And I don't mean to lean into conflict,
but the Merggles' morning water aerobics have been keeping the Craggles up.
Well, there's no good time.
The Craggles are always dream-playing!
Don't let this energy in, Craggles.
Just breathe now…
and dance later.
Mokey, Craggles--
-Fin, splish, splash and sploosh! -Red?
-Fin and… -So many problems to solve, eh?
Here comes Wembley and the World's Oldest Fraggle.
Let's see what the Wise Council's come up with.
Young Boober?
The Wise Council could really use your help.
You could?
Can we get some more of that radish noodle soup?
One of us ate too much, and not everybody got some.
It was me. I ate too much.
Yeah, sure.
I love me some soup, eh?
Thanks, Boober.
That was a big sigh. You all right?
Yeah. It's just that everyone's doing something important
and I'm just the soup guy.
Don't get me wrong,
I love making soup.
Who doesn't love a tasteful gumbo or a sensible bouillabaisse, am I right?
Sure. Yeah. Yeah.
I just wish I was doing something more meaningful.
Everybody has something important to contribute.
My Uncle Matt was telling me about this in a postcard.
You just go right for it, huh?
"Dear Nephew Gobo…"
Sometimes it's easy to forget how much you have to offer to this world.
Not for me, of course, but for others, it can be.
Why, just the other day,
I came upon some Silly Creatures looking purposeless.
They needed some guidance.
Luckily for them, I was there.
Just seeing me brought them new life.
What an honor for all of you.
-Excuse me, sir. -Excuse me.
Sir, I'm in the middle of something.
-Security! -Yes. Yes.
Security! Security!
Are you ready?
One group of Silly Creatures were so excited by my presence
that they started to spontaneously play music.
Remember, Gobo, everybody has something special to offer.
I'm glad I could help.
Glad you're all happy. You're welcome.
"Love, your Uncle Travelling Matt."
See?
I have something to offer: soup.
That's not meaningful.
-That's lunch. -Boober, I--
Gee. He seems really down.
Hey, I'll write him a song. Yeah.
Bee-ba-Boober
You got that dee-dup-dup-dup-doober
Yep, yep. Another perfect Gobo song.
Yep, I am good.
Okay, I've got radish noodle soup for the Fraggles,
pumpkin bisque for the Craggles,
seaweed stew for the Merggles
and baby corn soup for the Doozers.
That is so bland.
This is gonna need a lot more radishes.
And of course I'm out of radishes.
Yeah. I don't know what happened to 'em all.
Thanks a lot, Bongo.
I guess I'll go to the Gorg's garden and get some more by myself.
If someone's gotta face sudden doom, might as well be the soup guy.
Yo, yo, yo, yo! Wish you didn't have to go.
It's wild how radishes just vanish, eh?
This is impossible.
What are you, a screw for ants?
You know what? Scientists adapt.
Sprocket, we need to keep this tank warm.
So blow your hot dog breath on this.
Okay, that wasn't my best idea. I'm glad nobody saw that.
It's just wild that this whole thing rides on one tiny screw.
I better get a teeny screwdriver.
There's a "Teeny-Tiny Hardware" on Juniper.
Who knew?
All right, Sprocket, just think warm thoughts in that direction.
I'll be back.
Okay. You can do this.
Just grab a radish and head back.
And don't get squished.
All right. No sign of the Gorgs.
I guess this is gonna be a quick, easy trip.
Help!
Come on. Come quick. We need you.
Yeah. Marjory's sick. Hurry!
-Hurry, hurry, hurry. -Come on, come on, come on!
Thank goodness you're here, little Fraggle.
-You are the only one who can save me. -Yeah.
Me?
Nothing beats a road trip.
Well, I mean, work is better,
but I need some inspiration to fix this goo problem.
I've never seen this tunnel before.
Yeah. Yeah, this'll do.
I may be trash, but I feel like garbage.
What's wrong, Madam Heap?
That's what I need you to find out, little Fraggle.
She hasn't been herself lately.
-No, her compost has lost its sparkle. -Yeah.
Yeah, but I'm the last Fraggle that you want.
You want Gobo or Red or Mokey or Wembley or…
or even Pogey.
I'm just the soup guy.
No!
You must go.
Go?
Go where?
Into the trash.
Yo, little, little Fraggle. You're the only hope I have.
Help me.
What am I even looking for?
Oh, well, I feel like I'm all broken up inside.
I need you to put it all together.
Put it all--
Oh, that looks nice.
Okay. Yeah.
Well, thanks for having me. I'll see myself out.
-No, no, no, no. -Oh, no, you don't.
No, no, no, no, you must go.
You have got to go and help me, little Fraggle.
Is this even sanitary?
Deep within you, you're brave. You can do it.
-I love a dramatic exit. -Sensational.
Okay--
I'm in a mountain of trash.
I'm in a mountain of trash!
I've done it!
I've scaled the hairy mountain!
Cave quake.
So many interesting machines.
Well, that screw doesn't belong down there.
It belongs over there.
Here we go.
There.
A place for everything, and everything in its place.
Okay.
This project uses nature to heal nature.
Everything in its place.
Nature healing nature.
Maybe I shouldn't be building something to get the goo out of the water.
Maybe the solution needs to come from nature.
The goo came from a vine.
Maybe the vine is the key to cleaning it back up.
All right.
I'm gonna handle this in a calm and logical--
Get me out of here.
There must be a way out.
Get me out of here! This'll work.
Or not.
Okay.
Got that out of my system.
Now think, Boober, think.
What did Trash Heap say?
I need you to put it all together.
Okay, thanks. Makes perfect sense.
There's gotta be a way out of here!
Mokey's old sketchbook?
Well, what's that doing down here?
And a Craggle pillow.
And a Doozer helmet.
Boy, I thought the trash heap was only for Gorg trash.
I can't believe it.
There's trash from the Fraggles and the Craggles
and the Merggles and even the Doozers!
I guess--
I guess the trash heap is made up of all of us.
All of us.
Oh, boy.
Okay, this is totally normal. Totally normal. Totally normal.
Now, Red, Mokey needs a bucket for the Craggles.
-I need it for the Merggles! -Yeah--
Well, maybe the Merggles don't want constant water aerobics!
It's aqua aerobics!
Then this is a ridiculous fight!
I know, but I wanna win!
What in Doozerdom are you doing?
If the Fraggles won't eat the buildings,
we'll just knock 'em down and rebuild ourselves.
Oh, no.
They call me the architect, but I never planned for this.
This'll do it.
Don't worry, Junior Junior.
We'll get all that goo off of you so you're clean and beautiful.
-Yeah. -Junior!
What are you doing?
I was just demonstrating what no Gorg should ever do.
Bad tree.
-Okay, good. -Bad tree.
Wait a minute. No!
You're wasting Gorg water on that tree.
But, Pa! He was getting sick from all the goo.
-I just wanted to clean him off-- -Now I don't wanna hear it.
You're a Gorg.
Now throw that tree down the well.
Down the well?
But, Pa, no!
Junior!
Down the well.
Oh, no.
Goodbye, my little big tree.
I'll never forget you.
Wembley, I tell ya.
-I've never seen Fraggle Rock like this. -I know.
I'm so sorry.
It feels like the sky is falling.
What?
Okay, this is totally normal.
What do I do?
Put it all together.
No, no, no. No. What does that mean?
-Put it all together. -Put it all together.
Maybe if I--
Come here. Yeah, that's good.
Yeah. Okay, you guys, come here.
Come on. Yeah.
Oh, no. Now what?
A soup pot?
So I'm just the soup guy down here too?
Is this a joke?
Did I even help Marjory?
-What happened down there? -Yeah, she's in worse shape than ever!
Well, of course I didn't.
-Talk to us, Marjory! -Please.
See? I told you.
I was the wrong Fraggle for this.
Hey, what's with the soup pot?
Yeah, what is that, brass?
Peace soup.
-Pardon? -Peace soup.
You want me to make pea soup?
The Trash Heap has spoken.
Maybe for the last time.
-Marjory! -Marjory!
Yuck.
Pea soup was never my specialty.
Now, worrying, worrying is my specialty.
If I can make a soup out of that, we'd be set.
It needs something.
But what?
Cupboard's bare. Don't know what happened.
Put it all together.
This again?
Some good it did inside Trash Mountain.
It didn't save you.
Put it all together.
Let's see.
I've got Fraggle soup, Craggle soup,
Merggle soup and Doozer soup.
What-- What if I--
Let's see what we got
All the puzzle pieces in one spot
A dab of you and me
Harmony
Could be when we
Put it all together in one mix
Put it all together, see how it fits
I think it might do the trick
It could bring them all together
-It smells wonderful. -Hot!
My!
That's really good.
Wow! Look at it go.
Everyone's included
The perfect combo.
A work of art
With all the hearts
I'd say I found a way to
Put it all together in one mix
Put it all together, the perfect fit
Feels like it could do the trick
It could bring us all
Together
Put it all together
Feels like it could do the trick
-It could bring us all -Bring us all
Together
I like the soup too!
Well, it may be all the warm soup in my belly,
but if we were to cooperate and work together,
we could solve all the problems.
-Yeah, we could. -That's a brilliant idea.
Yeah, we'll all ride that wave.
Hey, here's a start. I figured out how to get the goo out of the pond.
Wow.
Look. The vines can reabsorb the goo.
Wow.
Oh, look.
Look at that.
Nature wants to heal itself.
We can clean the pond.
-Yay! -Yes!
-Wow. That's great. -Yeah!
This is a clean pond. Oh, yes.
Which means the Doozers can build again!
Yeah!
That's great news.
And we can swim home when the water's clean.
After we help you Fraggles
figure out what's wrong with your waterfall
and how to redirect water back to Craggle Lagoon.
-Yes! -Yes, yes, yes!
You hear that, Henchy? The Wise Council figured it all out.
Well…
Boober, you know what? That was amazing.
Because of your delicious soup,
everyone's coming together and working on ideas in peace.
Yeah.
Wait a minute. Peace.
-Peace soup. Pea sou-- -Yeah?
Pea soup is peace soup.
-Now I get it. -I don't get it.
Guys, it's something that the Trash Heap said.
I saved her a bowl.
-Come on. Let's go get it to her. -Okay, come on.
Madam Heap, you're better!
Yes. And all thanks to you,
you brave, very smart and very important little Fraggle.
But what changed?
Fraggles, Doozers, Merggles, Craggles.
When you're not at peace, I cannot be either.
But you, Boober, you brought everyone together,
and that's what healed me.
-You're all better, Marjory. -Sensational. Dynamite!
You look neat.
-Powerful. -You're an icon.
Okay. That's plenty of that.
Now, there's always more to do,
but what you saw today is that
harmony is the path.
The Trash Heap has spoken.
And she will continue to speak in good health.
Nyah!
Okay, okay, okay. Now, give me that soup.
I could eat.
Yeah, please. Come on. Don't be shy.
Well, Teeny-Tiny Hardware on Juniper was actually a punk rock jewelry store,
but they did have a tiny screwdriver they lent me.
Sprocket! How--
Did you-- What happened?
It's fixed. It's a miracle.
You kept Munchie alive, buddy.
And pretty soon, we're gonna put him to work
and find out if he's the little guy that's gonna save the world.
Well, I can't wait to get to work.
Thanks to Boober's peace soup,
we have a solid plan for almost everything.
-Yeah. -The goo, Craggle Lagoon, the Merggles.
But we still don't know what happened to our waterfall.
-I mean, where did it go? -Yeah.
Yeah.
Maybe there?
Okay. So we just gotta get our water back from…
the Gorgs.
It's gonna be tough, but I think we can do it together.
Whatever you say, soup guy.
Fraggles!
They threw us in a cage
And there's no key
-We gotta find a way -I wanna sing too.
That we can get free
Just one thing that might be found
Gonna rock this joint Till the bars fall down
'Cause everybody here gotta shout Till we all break out
Fraggle Rock Fraggle Rock
We gonna rock our way to freedom
Gonna roll right back and seat 'em
Gonna flip flop skipity hop
Back to Fraggle Rock
Yeah!
Mokey took a stick and she banged bars
Red started rockin'…
Thank you for catching me.
Boober blew a horn like a wild thing
Got myself a guitar and began to sing
Everybody here gotta shout Till we all break out
Fraggle Rock Fraggle Rock
We're gonna rock our way to freedom
Gonna roll right back and seat 'em
Gonna flip flop skipity hop Back to Fraggle Rock
I'm sorry. I'd love to stay, but I cannot.
-Love you! -I love you too!
Unhand me.