- Wembley: Oh, but what if Gobo never forgives me for beating him?
- Imaginary Gobo: [Wembley imagines Gobo pakcing up his stuff] Mokey, if you take my collection of Uncle Matt's postcards... I got my pack and my string gourd. Then we'll just have to make one more trip for everything else.
- Wembley: Gobo, you're not gonna move out?
- Imaginary Gobo: Tell you-know-who that ever since the big ra... ra... I can't say it!
- Imaginary Mokey: Oh, that's what's wrong with competition. Poor Gobo.
- Wembley: But he's still my friend. I want you to be my friend!
- Imaginary Gobo: It's hard to be friend with someone when they beat you in a ra... ra-a-a... I just can't say it!
- Rumple Fraggle: [shouts] Go, Gobo! Great Race, Gobo! That's the way to do it, Gobo. Beep! Beep!
- Boober Fraggle: But, but but, Rumple, Rumple, what are you doing? The race hasn't even started yet.
- Rumple Fraggle: Oh, I know Gobo's going to win, so I'm practicing.
- [shouts]
- Rumple Fraggle: Great race. Go, Gobo, yeah!
- Boober Fraggle: Rumple, one of the other Fraggles could win.
- Rumple Fraggle: Oh yeah? You wanna bet? I'll tell you what, I'll give you five radishes if someone else wins. If Gobo wins, you give me just one, eh, eh? How's that?
- Mokey Fraggle: Boober, Boober, don't listen to him. You know Rumple.
- Rumple Fraggle: How's that for ya, heh? You can't beat it! Ah, put your radish where your mouth is, heh? Yeah, come on.
- [chuckles]
- Boober Fraggle: Okay, all right. You're on, you're on.
- [shouts]
- Boober Fraggle: Come on, everybody but Gobo!
- Wembley Fraggle: [upset] What's so funny?
- Gobo Fraggle: Oh, I'm just reading my latest postcard from Uncle Travelling Matt.
- Wembley Fraggle: Oh.
- [laughs]
- Gobo Fraggle: Hey, look at this.
- [chuckles]
- Gobo Fraggle: Dear Nephew Gobo...
- Wembley Fraggle: Oh.
- [laughs hysterically]
- Gobo Fraggle: That's not the funny part.
- Wembley Fraggle: Oh.
- Boober Fraggle: Okay, we'll go double-or-nothing on this last race. If Gobo wins, you win. If Wembley wins, I lose, okay?
- Rumple Fraggle: Yeah, okay.
- [chuckles]
- Boober Fraggle: Good. But you have to promise never to bet again.
- Rumple Fraggle: Oh, you bet. I mean, sure, sure.
- [chuckles]
- Rumple Fraggle: Go, Gobo! Go, Wembley!
- Mokey Fraggle: I thought you said you weren't going to bet again.
- Boober Fraggle: Don't you see? If Gobo wins, Rumple wins. If Wembley wins, I lose and Rumple still wins. Either way, we'll be even.
- Mokey Fraggle: Oh!
- Red Fraggle: The only reason you won the race is because Wembley lost on purpose!
- Gobo Fraggle: [laughs] Get out of here, nobody would lose a race on purpose!
- [laughs, but stops when he sees Wembley's face]
- Gobo Fraggle: Is it true?
- Wembley Fraggle: Eh, I guess I just didn't want anything to hurt our friendship, and eh...
- Gobo Fraggle: Hurt our friendship? Wembley Fraggle, we're gonna run one more race and you better run it fair, or you can forget about our friendship!
- World's Oldest Fraggle: This is it, the big one, the super-duper, keeno-snazzy, Run, Hop, Swing and Run Race.
- Red Fraggle: Oh, come on, Gobo you're just being a sore loser.
- Gobo Fraggle: A sore loser? I'm no sore loser, I'm a winner. And a winner can't be a sore loser!