- Red Fraggle: Look at this inscription: this map was drawn by Dwight at the time of the Third Drafting.
- Gobo Fraggle: The Third Drafting? But that's about a zillion squintillion days ago!
- Red Fraggle: Well, you wanted an adventure. Let's move it, Captain Danger.
- Gobo Fraggle: After you, Major Disaster.
- Gobo Fraggle: [points at the Gorg's door to look for the treasure] Look, there's our chance! All we have to do is get up there.
- Red Fraggle: Oh, terrific. Do we do that before or after we flap our arms and fly to the moon?
- Mokey Fraggle: Now, wait a minute. There must be a way to get in.
- Boober Fraggle: I'd rather flap my arms and fly to the moon.
- Gobo Fraggle: I know! I know the way!
- Wembley Fraggle: What's the way, Gobo?
- Gobo Fraggle: [points at a pie on the ground by the door] Peach and garlic pie.
- Wembley Fraggle: Peach and garlic pie!
- Mokey Fraggle, Red Fraggle, Boober Fraggle: [in unison, disgusted] 'Peach and garlic pie'?
- [Boober is bouncing on a pie on the ground to catch up with the four Fraggles]
- Gobo Fraggle: Doing good, Boober.
- Boober Fraggle: [bouncing out of control] I'm too high! I'm sure I'm too high!
- [Boober falls falling through the pie crust]
- Boober Fraggle: [strains] I'm neck-high - in peaches and
- [sniffs in disgust]
- Boober Fraggle: ... garlic!
- Gobo Fraggle: Oh, boy. Boober broke through the pie crust. Wait there.
- Boober Fraggle: Do I have a choice?
- Red Fraggle: [pacing to the treasure] ... 36, 37, 38, 39 - that's it! According to the map, the treasure is right behind this stone!
- Gobo Fraggle: [seeing Junior Gorg sleeping] To tell you the truth, Red, I don't like the neighborhood.
- Doc: See, Sprocket, any lock can be opened with a piece of bent wire, some chewing gum, a soda cracker and an innate ability bordering on genius. Fortunately, I have everything, except the cracker.