- Uncle Travelling Matt: [Matt has put an icecube in his pocket, but later finds only a puddle of water therein] And so I learned that in this world there are strange magical cold stones which cry when they are stolen.
- 'Doc': [angrilly picks up phone] Hello, what? Oh, Ned Shimmelfinney, don't shout 'boo' at me, it will not cure my hiccups!
- Junior Gorg: I just caught a Fraggle it's... it's terrible.
- Ma Gorg: No, no, Junior, I think catching Fraggles is terrible, you think catching Fraggles is wonderful. Go look in the mirror, you've forgotten which one of us you are again.
- Ma Gorg: Oh, come help me arrange these flowers, Junior. Why do you want to catch Fraggles, anyway?
- Junior Gorg: I don't know, ma... it's hard to explain.
- [points to the sky and closes his eyes dramatically]
- Junior Gorg: Because they're there.
- Red Fraggle: [sigh] I am so bored!
- Wembley Fraggle: We've been waiting for Mokey for hours!
- Boober Fraggle: This is my kind of boredome.
- Boober Fraggle: But if we can't get the radishes in the garden, we'll die!
- Wembley Fraggle: And if we can't get to the trash heap we won't have our wisdom!
- Boober Fraggle: We'll die without ever known why!
- Boober Fraggle: They say that when a Fraggle begins to starve to death, his nose itches.
- [Wembley, Red, Gobo and Boober all scrach their noses]
- Mokey Fraggle: Oh, how dare they call my "White Birds of Death" poem boring? It has to be long, to give the birds time to migrate.