05x09 - Ring Around the Rock

[bunniefuu]

[upbeat music playing]

♪ 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!

-[female Fraggle]
Whoopee!-Wowee!

Ooh, a Fraggle!

[Gobo groans]

[chuckles] Hey, look, Ma.

-I caught a Fraggle!-[screams]

[Gobo] Whoa! Whoopee!

♪ Dance your cares away ♪

♪ Worry's for another day ♪

♪ Let the music play ♪

-Yahoo!-♪ Down at Fraggle Rock ♪

♪ Down at Fraggle Rock ♪
♪ Down at Fraggle Rock ♪

Down at Fraggle Rock.

-[Sprocket] Oh.
Uh-oh.-[Doc sighs]

Say when, Sprockie.

[pipes clanking]

-[barks]-All right.

Sprockie, how long have we been
havingproblems with these pipes?

[whimpers]

That's right, years. It's getting
to bea tradition around here.

You know, Sprockie, sometimes I
thinkwe'd be better off without plumbing.

-[Doc screams]-[Sprocket yelps]

Sprocket. Sprocket! Sprockie.

Uh-oh.

[chuckles]

There you go, time to givemy
darling radishes their breakfast.

-[clattering]-[Pa Gorg grunts]

Ma! Ma!

-Oh!-Oh! Oh!

Go and never darken these doors
againuntil you make an honest Gorg of me!

-[cries]-Oh, but pumpkin
rind, what have I done?

Oh, it's what you haven't
donethat matters. Oh, the shame!

-[cries]-Oh, Mother,
Father, what's going on?

It's our 513th anniversary.

-Did you forget
again?-I just woke up!

I haven't had time to forget.

Oh, dost thou know
nothingof Gorgish tradition?

Well, of course I know what
to doon our 513th anniversary.

Back me up, Junior.

Huh? Oh, yeah. Um, eh, yeah...

-Yeah! Oh, Pa was gonna
surprise you.-There you go!

-Attaboy, son!-Thanks.

Oh! When you didn't propose,
me thought you didn't want to.

Oh! When you didn't propose,
me thought you didn't want to.

-Oh, of course I want to.-Ah!

Propose what?

You mean you'll go
throughwith the wedding?

-Wedding!-Wedding?

I'll wear white!

Oh, but we did
this 513 years ago.

Why bother with
it all over again?

Oh, you silly love turtle!

You know about the ancientGorgish
tradition to renew vows of love

and lifelong... [inhales]

passion between each
otherevery 513 years.

Oh, all right. Well,
let's get it over with.

Not so fast! It must be a proper
weddingwith all the trimmings.

Oh! There's a lot to do.

Yeah, good thing
Junior'saround to help this time.

Ah, I was afraid of that.

And until then, we must
be as if we were never wed.

- Oh, duckykins!-Here...
- Oh, duckykins!-Here...

my wedding ring. Keep it...

until our appointed hour.

-[sighs]-[Pa Gorg chuckles]

Hey, Pa? Papa? What's so
special about this wedding?

Why? It's a tradition
and a tradition is...

-is a tradition.-Oh,
well, that explains it.

-Yeah.-Huh?

Well, another day,
another expedition.

I just don't feel right,
unless I'm exploring

some new place every day.

Say, whoa! This
is a neat new cave.

I don't think I've ever
beendown here before.

-[Ma Gorg] Oh!-Okay, I
found the royal saxophone.

-Now what?-Why, you're
going to accompany us

as we singthe traditional
Gorgish proposal song.

-Aha!-Hit it, Ma.

[harp music playing]
[harp music playing]

♪ I give to thee little of me ♪

♪ Lips like the fruitOf
the sweet cherry tree ♪

♪ Laughter so free,
love like the sea ♪

♪ These are the
giftsThat I give to thee ♪

♪ Gifts from the
dear heart of me ♪

[Pa Gorg chuckles]

-I feel just like I did


[saxophone playing]

Junior! Junior!
Junior, cut that out!

[sighs, clears throat]

♪ I give to thou,
pledging my vow ♪

♪ Courage as keen as
a bulldog's bow-wow ♪

♪ Hand to the plow,
crown on my brow ♪

♪ These are the
giftsThat I give to thou ♪

♪ Gifts that I
give to thou now ♪

♪ Come to my heart,
we'll never part ♪

♪ Now is the time
for true loving ♪

♪ To start ♪

♪ Laughter and loving ♪

♪ Alive in our hearts ♪

♪ These are the gifts ♪

♪ That I give to thee ♪

♪ Gifts from the
dear heart of me ♪

[saxophone playing]

[music ends]

[sighs]

-Oh, Junior spoiled everything.-Oh,
don't worry, duckykins,

nothing could
ruin our reuniting,

-my prince of passion.-Oh!

[laughing]

-Well, let's get this
wedding underway.-Aha!

And that's where
you come in, Junior.

[stammers] What do I do, Dad?
I've never been to a wedding before.

This is the traditional
listof things to do.

This is the traditional
listof things to do.

Okeydokey. [chuckles]

-Is this all?-[door closes]

First thing you can do is take
careof the ring until the wedding.

'Tis my traditional
gift to my bride.

Righty-h*, your
gorgitudenessness.

-[door closes]-Uh,
traditions. Who needs 'em?

Everything was fine around hereuntil
Ma remembered what day it was.

Uh, what's so specialabout
this ring anyway?

[chuckles] I got an idea.

Ooh!

Nah. No, it looked better on Ma.

Uh-oh.

Hey, ring. Let go of my finger.

[grunts]

-[grunts] Whoa!-[clinks]

[clanking] [clanking]

[grunts] Oh, what was that?

Wow! Oh, I gotta take
thisback to Fraggle Rock.

Wow.

Hey, ring, ring?
Are you down there?

I was just sitting therein
this neat new cave...

-Uh-huh.-...when this
thing fell from the sky.

Wow!

And sinceit's an
ancient Fraggle tradition

-to share neat new
things...-Uh-huh.

-I'm giving this to you.-[gasps]
Oh, Gobo. What... Thanks, Gobo.

-Hey, Gobo, where you going?-Why,
back to that neat new cave

-to see what else
drops in.-Oh, yeah!

[chuckles] Wow!

Ring? Yo, ring!

I thought it went down here,

-[Ma Gorg singing]-but
I can't see anything.

Oh, well. Ma and Pa will just have to
havethe wedding without the wedding ring.

Junior! What are you doing?

Oh, well, it's like this, Ma. You
see, I was just playing with the ring...

Oh, oh, oh. Be careful with it.
Oh, oh, oh. Be careful with it.

Without that ring, the wedding
ceremony cannot proceed.

But why?

Because no Gorg has
ever been marriedwithout it.

By Gorgish tradition,
without that ring, why,

your father and Iwould
have to be apart forever. Oh!

And a tradition is a tradition!

Uh, who made-up these
traditionsin the first place?

That's not important.

What is important is the ring
is safeand sound with you.

[laughs]

♪ Laughter and love ♪

Oh, no! Oh.

If I lost that ring, I've
disgraced the Gorgish throne

and the reign of the
Gorgs will be over.

Oh, and Mommy and
Daddywon't be together anymore,

and it'll be all my fault.

My fault! Oh, no.

Huh. I gotta redraw this map to make
surel can find my way back to this place.

Huh. I gotta redraw this map to make
surel can find my way back to this place.

Now, let's see. Oh, yeah. I
turned right after twisting...

-[rumbling]-Whoa, oh!

What's that? Whoa!

Uh, the ring's
just gotta be there.

A Fraggle!

Huh? Whoa!

Gotcha! [chuckles]

Way to go. You just
destroyedthe neat new cave.

Oh, well, I'm sorry about
that, but I gotta find the ring.

-It fell in there.-Ring?

Uh, this ring wouldn't be
about yea big, would it?

You found it? Oh,
my troubles are over!

[laughing]

-I gave it away.-[gasps]
Oh, no! I gotta get it back!

-Pepper.-[chattering]

I wanna follow traditions,
but who do I share this with?

[chuckles] Hi, Wembley!-Maybe
I can give it to Red.

[chuckles] Hi, Wembley!-Maybe
I can give it to Red.

-Yes, yes, yes that's...
Let's see. Dear diary.

Oh, well, Mokey might really,
really like this and then Red would...

Oh, no! I thinkl feel a
big wembling fit coming on

because if I give it to
Redthen Mokey wouldn't get it

and if Mokey gets
itthen Red wouldn't get it.

What about everybody
elsein the rock? Huh!

I think I'll break
with tradition. Hmm.

My radish ratatouille.
It's contaminated.

-[gasps]-[Fraggle]
Looks like fun.

Oops.

And so, Ma and Pa can never
get remarriedwithout that ring!

I had no idea it was important to
you. But don't worry, I'll get it back.

-[door opens]-Oh, thank
you, thank you, thank you.

[Ma Gorg and Pa Gorg laughing]

Forsooth, O son of mine,
'tis time for the nuptials.

Oh, no! What do I do now?

Uh, stall 'em!

- [kisses]-Oh, okay.
- [kisses]-Oh, okay.

Uh-huh! We'll have none of that.

-Uh?-Not before the
wedding, remember?

Huh, well then,
get it over with.

I just love weddings!
The flowers, the music...

-The honeymoon!-Ah! Pa!

Are you ready, my sweet,
to renewour connubial bliss?

I am ready to walk to
the endsof the universe

with you, duckykins!

-But, but, but I am
not ready!-Huh?

Yeah. The garlic icingis
not on the wedding cake.

But, but I am on a diet anyway.

Yeah, but your stinkweed
bouquetisn't finished yet.

-Well. Uh.-Oh, we don't
need one of those, Junior.

Well, these weddings only
come alongonce every 513 years,

-and I'm gonna
do it right.-[sighs]

I mean, after all, a
tradition is a tradition!

-Uh-oh.-[Pa Gorg chuckles]

Where is that ring? Oh.

Oh, yuck! This thing has
ruinedmy radish ratatouille.

-I'm gonna have to make
a new batch.-Hi, Boober.

-Eh?-Oh, look, what
a marvelous object.

Well, if you like it so much,
I'll trade it to you for that radish.

-Really?-Yes.

-Oh, thank you,
Boober.-Here. Thank you.

This is gonna make a wonderful
centerpiecefor my new sculpture, ooh!

Well, just keep it
awayfrom my ratatouille.

-Dum, dum, ba-dum,
dum, dum, dum.-[kissing]

-I finally finished your
wedding cake.-Oh!

-Now there's only 141
things left to do.-Oh!

Zounds, Junior.
What's the holdup?

Gee, Pa. I did not know you
wantedthe no-frills version of the wedding.

-No-frills?-Why,
what do you mean?

Well, if you're willing to
compromiseon quality, then so are we.

-Right, Ma?-Oh, so,
that's all I'm worth to you?

But... Junior, I won't
let you cut corners.

But... Junior, I won't
let you cut corners.

-Just hurry up.-Anything
you say, Dad.

Oh. Where, oh,
where is that ring?

Hey, can you feel it
in there, Wembley?

I know it's in here,
'cause I saw it go in.

Oh, Wembley, you've
contaminatedthe second batch.

-Second?-You mean
this isn't the batch

-that Wembley threw the ring
into?-Why me? Why my radish ratatouille?

Boober, I've got a desperate
Gorgon my hands, where is that ring?

-Probably a work of
modern art by now.-[gasps]

-You gave it to Mokey?-You
gave it to Mokey?

-Yup.-Oh, I just
hope I'm not too late.

That's... There. Finished. The
traditionalFraggle Rock whoopee wreath.

-Ah, isn't it... [Red]
Ooh, whoopee!

Whoa! Oh, oh! Oh, dear.
Oh, Red. Oh, my goodness.

-Are you all right? My
goodness.-Oh, Mokey. Oh, I'm so sorry.

Huh? Oh, that? Oh, don't be silly.
That's what whoopee wreaths are for.

And, uh, oh, here.

You may have the remains.

-Ooh, thank you.-You're welcome.

-Wow. Hey, watch this.-What?

-Whoa, whoa!-Hey, wait.

-[clanks]-Oh! Stop
it, stop it. I swear...

Why, hello. Oh, this
is a rather lethal object.

I shall take it to Outer
Spaceand dispose of it.

[Pa Gorg] Oh! [laughs] No.

Psst. Hey, Fraggle. I
can't stall 'em much longer.

How much longer must
we waitto renew our love.

I don't know.

But it better be soon. My
passion hath no patience.

Oh, come on. Where are you?

They're beginning to
suspectsomething's wrong.

-Oh, that does it.-Hmm?

Junior is talking to
a hole in the ground.

He can't take the
pressure of the wedding.

Well, by gum, we're
getting this over with.

-Junior?-Huh?

Produce the ring.

[stammers] But, Daddy,
that's just it. I can't.

[gasps]

I lost the ring.

-[groans]-But... Then
we... we can't be married!

-Oh, oh, oh! Oh, Pa.
Oh, Pa!-But don't worry.

-The Fraggle said he'd
bring it back.-What?

You mean, one of those
disgusting Fragglestouched my ring.

-[groans]-Wait. Yeah,
but... but... Whoa!

Yuck. Oh, well, here
we are. Outer Space.

-[sighs] Oh!-[clattering]

Just gotta stop Uncle
Matt before it's...

too late.

Oh, no.

Oh, oh. Don't worry, Pa, Ma.

This Fraggle is very reliable.

Once he gets here,
I'll just soak the ringin

disinfectant and
it'll be good as new.

Hey, Gorg.

Boy, at last. Quick let's have it.
Boy, at last. Quick let's have it.

[panting] I tried...

-but the ring is gone
for good.-[gasps]

-[stammers] Gone for good?-Hmm.

[groans]

Oh, no.

-[Uncle Matt
pants]-[Sprocket barks]

All right. Sit, sit, sit down.

All right. How about an even trade.
Um, my life for this shiny round thing.

-[sniffs]-Hmm?

Um, fetch!

-[Sprocket barking]-What's
all the racket about, Sprocket?

Did you find that new
washer, Sprocket?

Sprocket? Sprock...
Oh, I guess he did.

-[clanking]-Oh!

[clanking continues]
[clanking continues]

Working, working, working...

[clang]

-[engine sputtering]-Oh,
it's all in the timing.

[chuckles]

My parents' marriage of 513
years is overand I'm to blame.

What are you gonna do?

There's only one thing to dowhen
a Gorg's disgraced the throne.

Huh?

Hey! Where are you going?

-[door closes]-Oh.

-Pa! Where you going?-Son!
Where you going?

-I'm leaving the Kingdom.-I'm
leaving the Kingdom.

-But why?-But why?

-I... I... No, no, no, no.

You go first, lord
of the universe.

Well, son. I have decidedto
make my last royal decree.

I'm abdicating my throne, since
I cannot be with the Gorg I love.

I'm abdicating my throne, since
I cannot be with the Gorg I love.

-Oh, no!-Just because of a ring?

-Hey, Philo?-What?

You think we'll find any
trashto take back to Marjory?

Well, I don't know, Gungie. It's
pretty slim pickings in here today.

-Yeah.-Hey, what do
ya know? Look at that.

[clanking]

-Whoa!-Whoa! Look at that.

-Oh, Gunge. Oh!-What
a fascinating example

-of Doozer garbage.-Say,
wait a minute, I saw it first.

What do you know? I'm
the connoisseur of trash.

-Oh, oh, excuse me?-No problem.

-I'm sorry.-Don't
worry about it.

-Will you give me that
thing back?-But it's mine!

Kneel and pledge
thy loyalty to thy liege.

-I so pledge, Pop.-Now, lad.

As my last act as king...
[grunts]of the universe,

all-purveyor of all that I
see, all that I don't see,

all that I might see,
all that I want to see.

All that I might see,
all that I want to see.

I dub thee protector of
the realmwith all its various

-and attendant sundry
duties.-Well, what do I have to do?

Look after your Ma, son. [cries]

Oh, poor Dad... Hey. Whoa! Hey!

[Ma Gorg] Junior, help
me with my luggage.

Oh, yeah. Well, okay, Ma, but...

-Whoa!-Whoa! Oh, wait.
Yeah... Where are you going?

Living in the castle without my duckykinsis
just too painful for me to bear.

I'm leaving my beloved kingdom.

-Oh, boy.-Oh,
but it's all my fault.

-I'm the one who should
leave.-But you can't leave.

-Huh?-Why, I'm
going into exile myself.

Oh, it's just like you to be
contraryat a time like this.

-Oh, just like me to be
contrary?-[chattering]

[Ma Gorg] You didn't want
to do thisin the first place!

[Junior] Will you be quiet!
[Junior] Will you be quiet!

Now, you both love
each other, right?

-Oh, well, yeah.-Well, yeah.

Then why can't
you stay together?

But tradition says that a
Gorgmust give his bride a gift

as a token of his love.

Well, can't you think of something
elseto give instead of a ring?

Well, uh... [snaps]
What a good idea.

But, uh, what do we use?

Well, uh...

[gasps]

-The wedding will proceed
as planned...-[both] Huh?

With this Fraggle as the gift.

-[Pa Gorg] What?-Oh, no.

[wedding fanfare]

She looks lovely,
just like 513 years ago.

Dearly beloved, we are gathered hereto
join these two Gorgs in wedded bliss.

Uh, this is loony.

So is this tradition.

But play along, will ya? Anything
to get them married again.

Everything will be all
right, my little garlic clove.

But the Fraggle will
clashwith my bouquet.

Never you mind.

Now, repeat after me.

With this Fraggle, I thee wed.

-Hey, I saw it first.-Oh,
what does that matter?

-Why, you little...
Boys, boys, boys.

I've had it with you two.

Since you can't share this
thing, then you can't have it.

And now we cometo the
traditional giving of the gift.

-The ring!-The ring!

Oh, my wish cometh true.
Oh, my wish cometh true.

-How'd you do that
Junior?-Oh, well, it was nothing.

Oh, I now declare you emperor and
empressof the universe, once again.

-Uh, you may kiss the bride.-Oh.

[both laugh]

Well, I don't know how,
but everything worked out.

I guess, a tradition
is a tradition, after all.

-Yeah.-[all laugh]

Oh, Sprocket. The pipesare
no better than before.

Bad plumbinghas become
a painful tradition with us.

[Sprocket whimpers]

-[gasps, barks]-Huh?

[metal clanks]

Start a new tradition? Sprocket,
that's the best idea I've heard all day.

Go get it, boy.

[laughs] That a boy, Sprockie.

[upbeat music playing]

[scatting]

♪ 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 ♪-[Red] Whoopee!

♪ Let the music play ♪

♪ Down at Fraggle Rock ♪

♪ Down at Fraggle Rock ♪

♪ Down at Fraggle Rock ♪