- Pa Gorg: Get me my armor.
- Wembley Fraggle: Daddy, wha-whatt are you going to do?
- Pa Gorg: I'm going to Outer Space to straighten a few things out with these so-called silly creatures. Eh... where is Outer Space, anyway?
- Boober Fraggle: On behalf of the Fraggles and the Gorgs, I hereby beg you to stop contaminating our water. I'm on my knees begging for that right now, okay? Oh, please, please stop poisoning us. We're just helpless creatures who mean you no harm. We don't want to die. I've tried to think about why you'd want to hurt us, but... it doesn't make any sense. We've never done anything to you, have we?