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Teleplay for episode 32 of FRAGGLE ROCK


















ALL WORK AND ALL PLAY

Fraggle Rock
Show Number 32
By Jerry Juhl
November 16, 1983
Final Shooting Script

Copyright © 1983 Henson Associates



The story is about: COTTERPIN DOOZER

Her goals: To avoid becoming a member of the Doozer work force
and to find an alternative role in life which she will find
satisfying, no matter how unusual it might be by Doozer
standards.

Her risks: Ostracism. The loss of her place in her society.

What we learn: It is all right to question the conventional
wisdom of your society, and to march to the beat of a different
drummer, though rebelliousness, too, has its limits.



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SCENE NO. 1 - OPENING THEME AND TITLES

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SCENE NO. 2 - DOC'S WORKSHOP. DAY

SPROCKET is slumped in his basket, staring at the pattern in the
carpet. He looks very bored.

DOC enters, sorting mail.

DOC:
Mail call, Sprocket. Another letter from
Duncan and a postcard to Gobo Fraggle. Got
to tell the postman. That Mr. Fraggle fella
must have moved out of here years ago.

He drops the card in the box at the corner of the workbench.

As he does so, Gobo comes quite calmly out of the hole and picks
the card off the pile,almost as soon as Doc has dropped it.

GOBO:
Hmmm. Easy for a change.

And he heads back.

DOC:
And look at this, Sprocket. DOG DAYS! Your
favourite magazine. With an Airedale on the
cover - you always like Airedales . . .
Sprocket? What's wrong?

SPROCKET has barely roused himself to look at the magazine.

DOC:
Sprocket, come here. Come on, boy.

SPROCKET drags himself up to the counter.

DOC:
You don't look happy, boy. In fact, you've
really been looking bored and wretched
lately.

SPROCKET allows as how that is true.




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DOC:
You know, Sprocket, if you're not happy with
your life, you should try to change it.

Fat chance. How would SPROCKET do that?

DOC:
Seriously, Sprocket. Don't just lie there.
Do something! Figure it this way: anything
is possible!

SPROCKET is fascinated by this thought.

DOC:
What would you really want to be in this
world, Sprocket? Do you know?

SPROCKET knows exactly.

DOC:
Name it, Sprocket, and we'll see what we can
do to help. What would you like to be?

SPROCKET reaches down and brings up a photograph of Secretariat.

DOC:
A horse? You . . . you want to be a horse???

Oh God! Does he ever!!!

DOC:
(In shock)
I have a dog who wants to be a horse . . .
Where have I failed?

DOC is in shock. SPROCKET tugs at his sleeve.

DOC:
I said anything is possible. But Sprocket,
this is impossible! Okay, okay, don't beg!
I said I'd help and I will. But I don't
think I know how to saddle-break a mongrel.

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SCENE NO. 3 - GENERIC TUNNEL

CAMERA follows GOBO and RED as they head back down the tunnel,
away from the workshop.

RED:
I think collecting that postcard of yours is
easy. It didn't look too dangerous out in
Outer Space to me.

GOBO:
It's unpredictable, Red. Sometimes it's very
dangerous. Today it was easy.

RED:
That's because I'm with you.

GOBO:
Are you saying that when you're here you
bring good luck?

RED:
No, I'm saying that when I'm NOT here you can
exaggerate about how dangerous it is.

They come to a PLATOON OF MARCHING DOOZERS which they have to
step around.

GOBO:
Hoho. Very funny. Red Fraggle, you know as
much about Outer Space as you do about
Doozers.

RED:
Outer Space reminds me of Doozers. Because
they are really, really boring!

RED waves a hand at the platoon of DOOZERS.

CAMERA follows the wave, down to the DOOZERS, and PANS to see
them march off down a small side tunnel.

CAMERA FOLLOWS DOOZERS as they disappear into a small tunnel
entrance.

(NOTE: This little parade of Doozers consists of the following:
At the head of the procession in WINGNUT, female Bulldoozer, wife





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of FLANGE, mother of COTTERPIN. She is riding the tricycle
vehicle and is followed by a platoon of walking Doozers, after
which comes one other vehicle.)

MUSIC underscores this - the Doozer Marching Song from The Great
Radish Famine.

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SCENE NO. 4 - THE DOOZER DOME

CLOSE-UP of an archway through which our DOOZER procession comes,
entering the dome.

And here we are for the first time in the series, inside the
crystalline dome where the Doozers live. It is a huge (in Doozer
scale) arched cavern, like the interior of a giant geode. The
ceiling glows a lovely fuschia for the moment. (The ceiling of
the Doozer Dome changes colours in an ever-rotating cycle. This,
in fact, is the way the Doozers tell time.)

Under the dome sits Doozercity: a high tech, Aztec, art deco
fantasy, like a space age condominium community with ramps,
escalators, moving sidewalks, etc., topped by a geodesic dome.
Doozers, most of them without helmets or utility belts, come and
go along the walkways.

It's all pretty spectacular, and the CAMERA dwells on it lovingly
in a series of very pretty LONG SHOTS.

WINGNUT AND THE PLATOON OF WALKERS come to a halt at one side of
the dome. CAMERA FOLLOWS OTHER VEHICLE as it heads across the
courtyard and down the inclined ramp into the subterranean
garage/maintenance area.

ANOTHER VEHICLE crosses the courtyard.

ANGLE on WINGNUT and DOOZERS

Still riding her tricycle. She has taken her helmet off, to
reveal her distinctive hairstyle (whatever it may be). She has
stopped to chat with a group of her platoon members, who are now
all holding their helmets under their arms and chatting amiably
like any work crew coming off duty.

The following dialogue overlaps, as the DOOZERS all start to
relax after the excitement of the job well done. These Doozers
should be approximately evenly divided in terms of male, female.
WELD and SOLDER are male, otherwise it's optional.

CROSSCUT:
Another day another Doozer Bridge!

LAGBOLT:
Anyone interested in a game of Techball?

SOLDER:
One quick game. I promised my wife I'd do
some gardening. Our glassflowers need work.



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LAGBOLT:
Pruning?

SOLDER:
No, singing lessons.

WELD:
Hey Wingnut, you hungry? I got some of those
great new blue food pellets!

WINGNUT:
I'd love one, but I have to go find my
daughter Cotterpin. She gets her helmet in
two days, and I have to make sure she's
studying for the ceremony.

WINGNUT pilots her tricycle away from the group.

WELD:
Poor Wingnut. That daughter of hers is a
trial.

CROSSCUT:
That child would say that sugar's sour just
to annoy a person. Contrary Cotterpin,
that's what they call her.

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SCENE NO. 5 - EXTERIOR - DOOZER DOME

Out in the middle of the courtyard, seated on a park bench under
a mushroom tree, we find COTTERPIN. Behind the bench runs a low
decorative wall, or perhaps a hedge of some sort. The wall
apparently hides a path from our view. During the scene various
Doozers are seen, from the waist up, strolling past.

COTTERPIN is a young Doozer with pigtails. She has a large book
on the bench beside her. But on her lap in a pad of paper on
which she draws.

After a few moments WRENCH, another young Doozer, appears behind
the wall, looking over at COTTERPIN.

WRENCH:
Hi, Cotterpin. Me 'n' Staple are going out
back to play Work Crew. Wanna come?

COTTERPIN:
Gimme a break, Wrench. We're gonna BE
workers in a couple of day. Who wants to
play at it? Besides I gotta study my dumb
Instruction Manual.

WRENCH:
Haven't you finished memorizing that yet?
The Architect is going to have a fit!

COTTERPIN:
Don't remind me.

COTTERPIN returns to drawing.

WRENCH:
You better stop drawing and start studying.
A Doozer'd think you didn't want to become a
worker.

COTTERPIN:
A Doozer'd be right.

WRENCH:
But getting your helmet and becoming a worker
is the greatest thing in life! Cotterpin
Doozer, you're nuts!

WRENCH turns and exits.




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COTTERPIN:
(Calling after him)
It's not the greatest thing in MY life!

COTTERPIN falls at once into self-absorbed silence as she draws.

WINGNUT:
(Calling off)
Cotterpin! What are you doing out here?

COTTERPIN looks off into the distance.

COTTERPIN:
Ohoh. It's Mama!

CUT TO WINGNUT

She pilots her tricycle over to the bench. There she finds
COTTERPIN, sprawled out on the park bench, arms limp, her head
resting on the instruction manual.

WINGNUT:
I hope you've been studying your Instruction
Manual . . . Cotterpin! What's wrong?

COTTERPIN:
I've overstudied. The weight of the
knowledge is squishing my brain.

WINGNUT:
Now you STOP that.

COTTERPIN:
My brain is being squished right down into my
legs.

WINGNUT:
Have you really been studying your
Instruction Manual?

COTTERPIN:
I have the smartest knees in Doozerdom!








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FLANGE enters on the pathway behind the wall. He stops and
waves.

FLANGE:
Well, lookit here. It appears to be a
family! And they seem to be mine!

COTTERPIN:
Hello, Daddy.

FLANGE:
Hi Cotterpin. Hi Wingnut, my little
sugarhinge. How was work?

WINGNUT:
Oh, Flange, darling, what a tower we built!
Why, I bet the Fraggles have already eaten
it!

FLANGE:
Every day's a great day on the work crew!

WINGNUT:
But your daughter here has obviously not been
studying her Instruction Manual. Look at
this, she's drawing weird pictures.

COTTERPIN:
It's a bridge!

WINGNUT:
Bridges don't look like that!

COTTERPIN:
Mine do.

WINGNUT:
Now Cotterpin, remember the story of the
Doozer Who Didn't. He didn't work and he
didn't build . . .









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FLANGE:
And he grew long fur and tail and turned into
a Fraggle!

COTTERPIN:
I wish that dumb old kids' story were right.
I don't want to be a Doozer! I'd rather be a
Fraggle!

FLANGE:
That does it, Little Miss Doozer! You go
report to the Architect! You deserve a
talking to!

COTTERPIN:
Aww, do I have to?

WINGNUT:
He's supervising construction down near the
Cave of the Rumblebugs. Now go!

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SCENE NO. 6 - GENERIC TUNNEL

A Doozer Construction is well under way, and a platoon of the
little guys, helmets on, are working busily away.

After establishing this scene, camera pans to find a drawing
board which has been set up in a niche of rock near the
construction. At the board stands the ARCHITECT. This is like
"mobile headquarters" for the ARCHITECT.

THE ARCHITECT is a fat Doozer with a fringe of white hair. He
wears a green eyeshade instead of a helmet.

He sits at his drawing board and fusses over an elevation he has
just completed. From time to time he looks up at the work in
progress, keeping an eye on it.

ARCHITECT:
No, no . . . cantilever it out further!
Check drawing twelve for the dimensions.

He returns his attention to the drawing before him.

ARCHITECT:
Workers! They get to having so much fun they
forget to look at the blueprints!

COTTERPIN:
Excuse me . . . Mr. Architect, sir.

REVERSE ANGLE

To see COTTERPIN. She is sitting on her Doozer tricycle. She
has modified the tricycle to reflect the little rebel that she
is. The clear plastic has been painted bright colours and
covered in fancy designs.

COTTERPIN:
(Small voice)
My . . . my parents told me to report to you.

ARCHITECT:
Not again! Three times in twelve work shifts
you've been sent here. What am I going to do
with you?






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COTTERPIN:
Why don't you just give up on me? Then we
could forget all this.

ARCHITECT:
Don't get sassy-smart with me. In just two
days I am scheduled to conduct your Ceremony
of the Helmet!

COTTERPIN:
I don't WANT a helmet. I want other things!

ARCHITECT:
Cotterpin, look around you.

ANOTHER ANGLE

To allow us to observe the construction crew as the ARCHITECT
speaks.

ARCHITECT:
(Off screen)
Happy Doozers building! The creative joy of
the work is the finest thing there is!

COTTERPIN:
How do I know there aren't finer things?

ARCHITECT:
Like what?

COTTERPIN:
Well, right now we are near the Cave of the
Rumblebugs. I've heard listening to the
Rumble-hums is a pretty fine thing!

ARCHITECT:
What nonsense!
(Calling off)
You there, in the purple helmet . . . you're
reading the blueprint wrong! Oh, I'll be
right back!

He rushes off.







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COTTERPIN, ever the rebel, turns her brightly-coloured tricycle
around and heads down a side tunnel.

COTTERPIN:
Am I the only one who wants to listen to the
hums of the Rumblebugs?

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SCENE NO. 7 - GENERIC TUNNEL

COTTERPIN drives down the tunnel, singing.

COTTERPIN:
I DON'T CARE
WHAT THEY SAY, 'CAUSE I
KNOW WHERE TO FIND MY WAY, IT
WON'T BE THE
WAY THEY SAID TO GO.

BUT I'M NOT
LIKE THEY SAY, I
JUST WANT TO
FIND MY WAY, I'M
GOIN' THE WAY I'VE GOT TO GO.

SO SHOW ME A
WAY TO GO AND I'LL
GO FREE, I HOPE YOU'LL SEE THAT I'M
GOIN' THE WAY I'VE GOT TO GO.

As the song ends, COTTERPIN sighs deeply.

GOBO:
(Shouting off)
Come on, Red. Let's go this way!

COTTERPIN:
Fraggles!

COTTERPIN hides her vehicle behind a rock outcropping.

A moment later, GOBO AND RED come into frame. COTTERPIN peeks
out.

RED:
Well, Fraggle Face, we've got your Uncle's
postcard, now I wanna go find some
Rumblebugs!

ANGLE GOBO AND RED

GOBO:
I thought we were going to play Kick Stone.






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RED:
Or how about we try to break the backwards-
walking record.

RED starts walking backwards in circles. Gobo does the same.

GOBO:
Okay!

SCENE NO. 7A - LOW ANGLE

To see COTTERPIN watching. In the background we see RED and
GOBO'S FEET, still walking backwards.

RED:
And after this, I'll race you to the
Whistling Tunnel.

GOBO:
I'll challenge you to a Nose Balancing
contest.

RED:
I'll beat you at both of 'em!

COTTERPIN:
I'll bet she will, too!

RED:
Wait a minute. Forget that stuff! Listen .
. .

They listen for a minute.

We hear a humming sound.

RED:
We're near the Cave of the Rumblebugs! Come
on, I know where to find 'em!

She rushes off. GOBO follows.

ARCHITECT:
(Off)
Cotterpin! Cotterpin, where are you? Come
back here and study your lessons.





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COTTERPIN has turned CAMERA right to hear the ARCHITECT shouting.
Now she hears RED shout, off camera left.

RED:
(Off)
Come on! Come on this way! It's gonna be
fun!

ARCHITECT:
(Off)
Get back here!

RED:
(Off)
Come on!

COTTERPIN:
It's true. I really would like to be a
Fraggle!

COTTERPIN turns resolutely, and follows the FRAGGLES.

FADE OUT.





















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COMMERCIAL NUMBER ONE































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SCENE NO. 8 - DOC'S WORKSHOP

SPROCKET's head is seen behind the bench beside DOC, who is
hefting a pony-sized saddle onto the counter.

DOC:
It's the smallest one I could find, Sprocket.
Now, are you sure you want to go through with
this?

SPROCKET is very, very sure.

DOC:
Okay, get down on the floor.

SPROCKET drops out of sight. DOC takes the saddle, bends over,
and, unseen by us, puts it on Sprocket.

DOC straightens up.

DOC:
How's that?

ANGLE ON SPROCKET

He is wearing his saddle. He rears up and whinnies.

CLOSE UP of DOC

DOC:
Okay, Sprocky. Giddyap!

We hear the sound of horse's hooves.

We see Doc watch in wonder as Sprocket walks, then trots around
the workbench.

DOC:
The cellophane tape holds those horse shoes
in place just fine. I gotta tell you,
Sprocket -this adds new meaning to the phrase
"Git along little doggie."

DISSOLVE TO

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SCENE NO. 9 - GENERIC TUNNEL - OUTSIDE GOBO AND WEMBLEY'S ROOM

RED AND GOBO come down the tunnel, toward camera.

RED:
Man those Rumblebugs are sensational. I wish
I could hum like that.

GOBO:
It was fun all right. Hey come on, let's see
if Wembley's home.

They turn and exit.

COTTERPIN sneaks in behind them.

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SCENE NO. 10 - GOBO AND WEMBLEY'S ROOM

WEMBLEY is there, listening to the others with interest.

In the background of this scene we see COTTERPIN peeking through
the window next to the door.

GOBO:
Hi, Wembley. We picked up Uncle Matt's
postcard, and on the way home we found
Rumblebugs!

RED:
I memorized one of their hums!

ANGLE COTTERPIN

COTTERPIN:
She did!?!

ANGLE FRAGGLES

WEMBLEY:
Neat!

GOBO:
And now we can read Uncle Matt's card!

RED:
Not neat.

GOBO glares, then pointedly turns to his card.

GOBO:
(Reading)
"Dear Nephew Gobo . . ."

DISSOLVE TO

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SCENE NO. 11 - EXTERIOR. VIDEO GAME ARCADE

MATT watches as several KIDS pile eagerly into the arcade.

TRAVELLING MATT:
(Voice over)
Today I discovered a very strange place.
Mostly young Silly Creatures go to these
places. They seem quite happy to be going .
. .

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SCENE NO. 12 - INTERIOR. VIDEO GAME ARCADE.

MATT watches as kids stuff quarters into video machines and start
playing with their usual passion and dedication.

TRAVELLING MATT:
(Voice over)
But once they get there, they don't seem
happy at all. They push round things into
slots and then wiggle a lot of levers and
buttons. I don't know why the creatures do
it. Just looking at them you can tell they
aren't having a good time.

MATT moves from one game to another, seeing the kids in glassy-
eyed concentration, watching the tension and anxiety on their
faces. Finally we see one kid lose a game. He swears and stomps
off angrily.

TRAVELLING MATT:
(Voice over)
Why are they doing it if they're not having
fun? They look to be having less fun than
Doozers. Love, Your Uncle Travelling Matt.

MATT has become fascinated by the games and is playing avidly.

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SCENE NO. 13 - GOBO AND WEMBLEY'S ROOM

WEMBLEY:
Boy, can you imagine that?

RED:
Nope. No one could have less fun than
Doozers.

ANGLE WINDOW to see COTTERPIN peering in, listening to every
word.

COTTERPIN:
(Quietly)
You know it.

RED:
(Off)
All they do is work. No games, no fun . . .

WEMBLEY:
. . . No lunch!

ANGLE THE FRAGGLES

COTTERPIN can still be seen in the back of the shot.

GOBO:
Now you're talking, Wembley. Lunch is just
what we need.

RED:
And afterwards we'll make up some Fraggle
words to go with the Rumble-hum I memorized.

GOBO:
I vote for that!

RED:
So do I!









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WEMBLEY:
So do I!

SCENE NO. 13A - OUTSIDE THE WINDOW

The reverse angle to see Cotterpin looking in at the Fraggles.

COTTERPIN:
So do I . . .

THE ARCHITECT rushes in and grabs COTTERPIN.

He pushes COTTERPIN away from the window.

ARCHITECT:
Enough of this silliness. You go home and
study! And that's final!

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SCENE NO. 14 - EXTERIOR DOOZERTOWN - NIGHT

The crystal dome over the city glows a deep blue: the Doozer
night.

CAMERA MOVES IN from a long shot of the city under its dome to a
balcony in front of an individual Doozer condo. The door is
open.

COTTERPIN stands at the rail, her instruction manual in hand.
She is studying at last.

COTTERPIN:
(Reading)
"Rule Number 1 - A Doozer's nature is to
build. Rule Number 2 . . ."

FLANGE looks out the door.

FLANGE:
I hope you're studying out here.

COTTERPIN:
I'm studying, I'm studying!

FLANGE:
You're not drawing any of those silly
pictures of yours?

WINGNUT peeks out the door.

WINGNUT:
I'll be out to quiz you in a minute!

FLANGE:
Just remember the old story: do your work or
you'll turn into a Fraggle.

The PARENTS exit.

COTTERPIN:
(Quietly)
What's so bad about Fraggles? The one called
Red even memorized a Rumble-hum.







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Still holding the book, COTTERPIN turns and goes inside. The
door to the condominium slides shut.

DISSOLVE TO:

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SCENE NO. 15 - EXTERIOR DOOZERTOWN - DAY

A match shot of the balcony, but now it's bright day.

The door slides open. Several Doozers come out, all in
confusion. The female doozers all wear little flowered hats and
the men are in bowlers. Otherwise they are nude. This,
apparently, is formal attire for state and religious occasions.

WINGNUT emerges in the middle of the confusion, directing
traffic. Some of the foregoing is directed to the Doozers on the
balcony, but a great deal of it can be directed indoors to unseen
Doozers.

WINGNUT:
I want to thank you all for coming to see my
daughter get her helmet today . . . Oh
Cousin Ball Peen, could you put the cake in
the kitchen. Granny Cantilever, why don't
you just stand over there, Cotterpin will be
here in a minute - Oh Nephew Deadbolt honey,
don't play with the dog, I just waxed him.

GRANNY CANTILEVER:
Oooo, look, here's the big little girl now!

ANGLE COTTERPIN and FLANGE coming out of the door. COTTERPIN
wears a Doozer workbelt. Her hair is in pigtails. she is
staring at the floor.

FLANGE:
Come everyone, to the square. My daughter
becomes a worker today!

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SCENE NO. 16 - EXTERIOR - DOOZERTOWN SQUARE

And this, folks, is the Ceremony of the Helmet.

It takes place on one side of the courtyard, where a couple of
rows of benches have been set up to accommodate the relatives.
The three enhelmetees, including a very downcast COTTERPIN stand
before them, wearing workbelts. The ARCHITECT stands by a table
on which rest three helmets. To one side sits a DOOZER CALLIOPE
which may - if Phil and Don buy the premise - provide
accompaniment for what follows.

ARCHITECT:
Are those who are about to receive their
helmets present?

INITIATES:
We are.

ARCHITECT:
Are the witnesses present?

WITNESSES:
We are.

The ARCHITECT nods to the calliope player, and the ceremony
begins.

ARCHITECT:
DO YOU LOVE THE DOOZER DAYS
WORKIN' ALL DAY LONG?
WILL YOU FOLLOW DOOZER WAYS
BUILDING WITH A SONG?
DO YOU KNOW THE DOOZER LORE,
LOVE IT AS YOUR OWN?
DO YOU DREAM OF DOOZER CHORES,
SLEEPING IN YOUR HOME?

INITIATES:
YES WE DO, YES WE DO
YES WE REALLY REALLY DO
YES WE DO, YES WE DO
YES WE REALLY DO!

ARCHITECT:
CAN YOU DIG AND FILL A TRENCH?





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FIRST INITIATE:
YES I REALLY CAN.

ARCHITECT:
CAN YOU MONKEY WITH A WRENCH?

SECOND INITIATE:
YES I REALLY CAN.

ARCHITECT:
CAN YOU DREAM A DOOZER TOWER?

COTTERPIN:
(Half-hearted)
YES I REALLY CAN.

ARCHITECT:
CAN YOU CALL ON DOOZER POWER?

INITIATES:
YES WE REALLY CAN!

THE THREE:
YES WE CAN, YES WE CAN
YES WE REALLY REALLY CAN
YES WE CAN, YES WE CAN
YES WE REALLY CAN

ARCHITECT:
DOES A DOOZER EVER DOZE?
DOES A DOOZER SHIRK?
DOES A DOOZER THUMB HIS NOSE
DOING DOOZER WORK?

INITIATES:
NO WE DON'T, NO WE DON'T
NO WE REALLY REALLY DON'T.
NO WE DON'T, NO WE DON'T
NO WE REALLY DON'T.










FRAGGLE ROCK NO. 32 ----- Page 28 ----- November 14, 1983



ARCHITECT:
WILL A DOOZER EVER SNOOZE?
WILL A DOOZER DO
THINGS LIKE DODGING DOOZER DUES
THAT DOOZERS NEVER DO?

INITIATES:
NO WE WON'T, NO WE WON'T,
NO WE REALLY REALLY WON'T.
NO WE WON'T, NO WE WON'T,
NO WE REALLY WON'T.

ARCHITECT:
Now everybody! Renew your Doozer vows!

WILL YOU MAKE YOUR PROMISE NEW?

ALL:
YES WE REALLY WILL.

ARCHITECT:
BUILD YOUR BUILDINGS STRAIGHT AND TRUE?

ARCHITECT:
ARE WE JOYFUL PARTNERS HERE?

ALL:
YES WE REALLY ARE.

ARCHITECT:
WITH A WORLD THAT WE REVERE?

ALL:
YES WE REALLY ARE.

YES WE ARE, YES WE ARE,
YES WE REALLY REALLY ARE!
YES WE ARE, YES WE ARE,
YES WE REALLY ARE!










FRAGGLE ROCK NO. 32 ----- Page 29 ----- November 14, 1983



YES WE DO, YES WE DO,
YES WE REALLY REALLY DO!
YES WE DO, YES WE DO,
YES WE REALLY DO!

As the ceremony reaches this joyous crescendo we suddenly

CUT TO COTTERPIN - an extreme closeup.

COTTERPIN:
No, no I don't! No, I won't! I won't build!
I won't wear a helmet! I'd rather be a
Fraggle!

COTTERPIN runs off.

FADE OUT.

























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COMMERCIAL NUMBER TWO































FRAGGLE ROCK NO. 32 ----- Page 31 ----- November 14, 1983



SCENE NO. 17 - GOBO AND WEMBLEY'S ROOM

RED has fallen asleep while lying on her stomach reading hear the
stairway. She snores softly.

COTTERPIN appears in the window of the room.

COTTERPIN:
There she is - Red! - the one who likes
Rumblebugs. She's my favourite Fraggle!
She's asleep. I'll go in and introduce
myself.

COTTERPIN disappears from the window. CAMERA PANS to the
doorway. COTTERPIN is blocked from view by the stone bannister.
We see only glimpses of her during the following.

COTTERPIN:
Oh boy . . . big steps! I'm sure she will be
my . . . oh dear . . .
(Thunk)
. . . ouch, . . . oh help! . . .
(Thunk)
Owwwww! when I explain she will . . .
Yiiii!!
(Thunk)
Maybe she'll even build some smaller stairs
for me.

COTTERPIN emerges at the bottom of the stairs, somewhat battered.
We see her from the waist up, behind RED's sleeping form.

COTTERPIN:
Miss Fraggle? I'm sorry to wake you! Let's
face it, I'm not waking you.

COTTERPIN beats on Red's back.

COTTERPIN:
Hello Red Fraggle, Ma'am. My name is
Cotterpin Doozer and I must talk to you.

RED slowly turns over to look at the Doozer. We see she is half
asleep

RED:
(Groggy)
Doozers don't talk to Fraggles.

RED brushes COTTERPIN away.



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COTTERPIN:
(Coming back)
If you please, ma'am, I've come to live with
the Fraggles.

RED:
Doozers don't live with Fraggles.

RED brushes COTTERPIN away.

COTTERPIN:
I think you are the most terrific Fraggle
I've ever seen.

RED:
Really?

RED sits up and stares at the quivering little COTTERPIN.

COTTERPIN:
Err . . . hi!

RED:
Hi. err, why are you talking to me?

COTTERPIN:
I want to be a Fraggle! Just like you.

RED reached down and picks up COTTERPIN using thumb and
forefinger at the nape of the neck, as we would pick up a kitten.
She sets the little Doozer on the table.

RED:
Like me?

COTTERPIN:
You do all the things the Doozers don't. You
play and sing. You even listen to
Rumblebugs. That's what I want to do.

RED:
(Lots of false modesty)
Well, I suppose I could teach you a thing or
two.







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COTTERPIN:
Then you'll do it! You'll let me stay!

RED:
What??? Hey . . .

COTTERPIN:
Don't worry, I won't eat much. Just a few
food pellets now and then.

RED:
Never heard of food pellets. If you're gonna
be a Fraggle you have to eat radishes or
Doozersticks.

RED rummages around and finds a radish.

COTTERPIN:
Radishes smell awful. But Doozersticks are
out of the question.

RED:
That's what Fraggles eat.

COTTERPIN:
Well, fine! I'll learn to love radishes.
Listen, Red . . . can we do something . . .
Fragglish?

RED:
This is really weird. How can you do
something Fragglish. You're so . . .
Doozerie.

COTTERPIN:
Please.












FRAGGLE ROCK NO. 32 ----- Page 34 ----- November 14, 1983



RED:
Like what?

COTTERPIN:
Like, I'll race you to Whistling Tunnel!

RED:
You know about racing to the Whistling
Tunnel?

COTTERPIN:
I heard you say it was fun.

RED:
Okay. Ready, set, GO!

And RED takes off up the stairs and out the door like a shot.

COTTERPIN:
Hey, wait a minute! I can't get off the
table!

RED rushes back in and down the steps.

RED:
Okay, shortstuff! We'll start the race in
the tunnel.

RED picks up COTTERPIN, sets her on the floor (our of the shot),
and races out the door.

RED:
(Off)
Ready, set, go!

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *












FRAGGLE ROCK NO. 32 ----- Page 35 ----- November 14, 1983



SCENE NO. 18 - GENERIC TUNNEL

RED is seen jogging along tunnel in the foreground, seen from the
waist up. She maintains a steady gait.

RED:
Listen, Cotterpin, I've never understood why
Doozers build all the time. I mean, I've
never even spoken to a Doozer till now, and
suddenly here you are . . .

RED looks down to where she thinks COTTERPIN is. Then she looks
around.

RED:
Here you are?

RED stops running.

RED:
Where are you???

COTTERPIN:
(Unseen)
I'm back here!

RED:
What are you doing back there?

COTTERPIN:
(Unseen)
I'm running my legs off trying to keep up
with you!

RED:
Oh, brother!

RED turns and jogs back from whence she has come.

RED:
Listen, there are going to be some real
problems here.

RED stops and looks down at the unseen COTTERPIN.







FRAGGLE ROCK NO. 32 ----- Page 36 ----- November 14, 1983



RED:
Don't call me names, shortstuff! Listen,
let's face facts. You are six inches tall.
You can't be a Fraggle.

RED has picked COTTERPIN up.

COTTERPIN:
But I really CAN'T be a Doozer.

RED:
Why not?

COTTERPIN throws herself on the mercy of the court.

COTTERPIN:
Because I told 'em I wouldn't put on a helmet
and build. I told 'em I was going to be a
Fraggle.

RED:
You did?

COTTERPIN:
If I go back now, I'll have to tell them I
was wrong.

RED:
Oh you don't want to do that! I hate to
admit I'm wrong. Ever.

COTTERPIN:
Me too.

RED:
So let's see what we can do for you.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *











FRAGGLE ROCK NO. 32 ----- Page 37 ----- November 14, 1983



SCENE NO. 19 - GENERIC CAVE - THE RUMBLEBUG CAVE

RED enters. COTTERPIN is sitting on her head, holding on to her
pigtails for balance.

RED:
Listen, we'll try to make this work,
Cotterpin. I mean, sure you may be a little
short, and sure you eat strange things. But,
we can make a Fraggle out of you yet.

COTTERPIN:
Oh, thank you!

RED:
Listen . . . Rumblebugs.

We hear the hum of some Rumblebugs. Red turns and we now see
four Rumblebugs on a stone.

COTTERPIN:
Could you sing me the Rumblebug hum you
memorized?

RED:
Why sure. It's a beauty. You guys start it.

HUM---HUM---HUM---HUM
SOME---SOME---SOME---SOME
DUM---DUM---DUM---DUM
FUN---FUN---FUN---FUN

WELL THE SUM OF THE HUM IN A RUMBLEBUG'S
TUM
IS A BUMPITY RUM-TUM-TUM
AND THERE'S SOME THAT ARE GLUM WHEN THEY
COME TO THE DRUM
OF A RUMBLE-BUG'S RUM-TUM-TUM
BUT IT'S DUMB TO BE GLUM OR BE MUM OR BE
NUMB
IN THE PIT OF YOUR CRANIUM
'CAUSE YOU STRUM ON YOUR THUMB OR YOUR BUM
OR YOUR TUM
TO THE DRUM OF A RUMBLE-BUG'S HUM.







FRAGGLE ROCK NO. 32 ----- Page 38 ----- November 14, 1983



WELL THE SUM OF THE HUM IN A RUMBLEBUG'S
TUM
IS A BUMPITY RUM-TUM-TUM
AND THERE'S SOME THAT ARE GLUM WHEN THEY
COME TO THE DRUM
OF A RUMBLE-BUG'S RUM-TUM-TUM
BUT IT'S DUMB TO BE GLUM OR BE MUM OR BE
NUMB
IN THE PIT OF YOUR CRANIUM
'CAUSE YOU STRUM ON YOUR THUMB OR YOUR BUM
OR YOUR TUM
TO THE DRUM OF A RUMBLE-BUG'S HUM.

COTTERPIN joins the last bit. When it's over they both laugh.

COTTERPIN:
That was wonderful!

RED:
Anyone who likes the hums of the Rumblebugs
has gotta make a great Fraggle!

COTTERPIN:
I'll do my best.

RED:
Hey, I know what we'll do now!

COTTERPIN:
(Really happy)
What are we going to do, Red?

RED:
The most Fragglish thing there is to do.

COTTERPIN:
Great! I love it already! What is it?

ANOTHER ANGLE

To see they are poised at the edge of a small pool.

RED:
(Flexing to dive)
We're going to take a swim!






FRAGGLE ROCK NO. 32 ----- Page 39 ----- November 14, 1983



COTTERPIN:
NO!!!!

COTTERPIN's scream is so loud, RED jerks back from her dive and
the little DOOZER goes flying head over utility belt across the
room. RED turns and goes to her.

RED:
Why not?

COTTERPIN:
A Doozer can't swim!

RED:
That's the craziest thing I ever heard of!
Swimming is the best thing there is in the
world!

COTTERPIN:
(In tears of terror)
It isn't! to a Doozer it's awful and
disgusting and horrible! A Doozer would
rather die!

COTTERPIN realizes what she's saying.

COTTERPIN:
Red . . . I'm really a Doozer.

RED nods her head. Slowly and sadly.

COTTERPIN:
I'll never be a Fraggle, will I?

RED shakes her head.

RED:
No. But . . . you can still come visit me.

COTTERPIN:
Doozers don't visit Fraggles, Red.

RED:
Yeah, but between you and me . . .







FRAGGLE ROCK NO. 32 ----- Page 40 ----- November 14, 1983



COTTERPIN:
No, Red. I have to go back, and admit I was
wrong. I have to put on the helmet and . . .
build.

RED:
Isn't there anything else you can do?

COTTERPIN:
Nope. I don't think so.

RED:
Don't give up until you're sure. Okay?

COTTERPIN pauses.

COTTERPIN:
Thank you for singing the Rumblebug's hum.

RED:
You're welcome, kid.

COTTERPIN turns and leaves. RED watches her go.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *



















FRAGGLE ROCK NO. 32 ----- Page 41 ----- November 14, 1983



SCENE NO. 20 - EXTERIOR DOOZER CITY - NIGHT

It is deserted. The dome is a very dark colour, and presumably,
most Doozers are in for the night, playing canasta and balancing
their checkbooks.

Lights glow from many of the windows.

CAMERA pans to find the ARCHITECT sitting on the park bench in
the semi-darkness.

After a moment we hear the hum of a Doozer vehicle.

ARCHITECT:
What's that?

COTTERPIN drives into the circle of light and stops.

COTTERPIN:
It's me.

ARCHITECT:
Cotterpin Doozer. I thought you had gone off
to be a Fraggle.

COTTERPIN:
It didn't work.

ARCHITECT:
Too bad that old children's story isn't true.
But Doozers who don't work DON'T turn into
Fraggles.

COTTERPIN:
What can I do?

ARCHITECT:
You could always take your helmet and build.

COTTERPIN:
No! I don't know what I'll do, but I won't
take the helmet! Not ever!

The Architect laughs.







FRAGGLE ROCK NO. 32 ----- Page 42 ----- November 14, 1983



ARCHITECT:
We don't get many of your kind. A Doozer
like you only comes along about once every
generation.

COTTERPIN:
You mean there have been others? Who?
Where?

ARCHITECT:
Oh, there was old man Pipe Wrench, back in
the first days. And Disk Drive. And Putty
Knife - she was really contrary. And a
Doozer named Modem. And then there was me.

COTTERPIN:
(The light slowly dawns)
You! But . . . wait . . . I've never seen
you wear the helmet. Not ever.

ARCHITECT:
I refused. All I really wanted to do was
draw.

COTTERPIN:
I like to draw, too.

ARCHITECT:
So I recall. You know, it isn't necessary
for all Doozers to take the helmet. A FEW of
us take the drawing board.

COTTERPIN:
The drawing board.

ARCHITECT:
Cotterpin Doozer, how would you like to be
Apprentice Architect?

COTTERPIN:
And draw instead of build? sure!









FRAGGLE ROCK NO. 32 ----- Page 43 ----- November 14, 1983



ARCHITECT:
Good.

CAMERA starts to pull back to a lovely longshot of Doozercity.

COTTERPIN:
Would I have to do everything you told me to?

ARCHITECT:
Of course.

COTTERPIN:
Oh. Well, I don't know . . .

ARCHITECT:
Then again, if I hadn't been contrary, do you
think Doozer constructions would look as they
do today? The last architect liked circled.
Took me years to get some nice squares.

COTTERPIN:
Personally, I like hexagons.

ARCHITECT:
There'll be no hexagons around here, young
lady.

COTTERPIN:
We'll see . . .

We PAN UP into the dome, glowing electric blue.

DISSOLVE TO

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *













FRAGGLE ROCK NO. 32 ----- Page 44 ----- November 14, 1983



SCENE NO. 21 - DOC'S WORKSHOP

DOC is behind the counter. SPROCKET hefts the saddle up onto the
workbench and sighs deeply.

DOC:
You must be tired after your first day of
being a horse.

SPROCKET's whinny indicates that he is very tired.

DOC:
Well, I suppose you are in the mood for
supper.

SPROCKET certainly is.

DOC:
It's right over here. A nice bale of hay.

ANOTHER ANGLE

To see SPROCKET's supper dish. Balanced on top of it is a bale
of hay.

SPROCKET looks stunned. He whines and barks.

DOC:
Sprocket . . . you're sounding like a dog
again.

SPROCKET sure as shootin' is.

DOC:
Does this mean that you've changed your mind?
Do you really want to be a dog again?

SPROCKET does.

DOC:
(Petting him)
A wise choice I think, Sprocket. I've always
thought you made an excellent dog. Besides,
I've been worrying all day that the health
inspector would show up. It's illegal to
keep horses in the house!

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

SCENE NO. 22 - THEME AND CREDITS



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