- Mokey Fraggle: Good morning.
- Philo: Listen to that! "Good morning" Oh!
- Gunge: Oh, the sting of a simple salutation.
- Philo: Can't you see that there's nothing good around here, little Fraggle?
- Gunge: We got an emergency on our hand!
- Philo: Marjorie's frozen!
- [Mokey gasped]
- Gunge: Iced!
- Philo: And we're to blame! Oh!
- Gunge: Boo-hoo!
- Ma Gorg: Junior, everything I learned as a tiny princess, I learned at the hairy knee of my mother, Queen Esmerelda, may she shed in peace.
- Boober Fraggle: Listen, Mokey, it's not really a big problem for me personally. I mean, I was working on my Dooxer stick consommé, but because of the big snowfall last night, I wanted to start on my traditional frozen radish bisque.
- Mokey Fraggle: The bit snowfall?
- Boober Fraggle: As high as a Gorg's knees.
- Red Fraggle: It's lucky for you I sprained my ankle, Gobo.
- Gobo Fraggle: Hah! Yeah.
- Red Fraggle: My team had broken your defense, and we were just about...
- Gobo Fraggle: The only thing you broke was your ankle, braid brain!
- [Wembley laughs at this]
- Red Fraggle: Listen, hathead, as soon as this heals, you're on. Team against team for the number one spot,
- Gobo Fraggle: Agreed.
- Red Fraggle: [forced to remain in her hammock] Oh, no! Oh, oh, stupid ankle! Now they're gonna have all the adventures.
- [hits her leg in frustration, then howls with pain]