Junior Gorg: Oh, for a princely deed to perform... Something worthy of a Gorg of my stature.
Red Fraggle: Wembley, if you don't get rid of that monster, I will. He's a menace. He knocked me into the pond right in the middle of my lecture on water safety. I could have drowned!
Wembley Fraggle: I guess I'll just sit here and stare at the ceiling forever!
Boober Fraggle: [to Wembley] You have all the symptoms of someone whose life has no meaning.