Thomas & Friends: All Stars: The Movie/Transcript

This is a transcript for Thomas & Friends: All Stars the Movie.

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[Fade to a dark background with steam flying.]

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''[The title shows up: Thomas & Friends: All Stars The Movie. The text fades away. The steam turns into a starry night sky. The moon is shown as a wolf can be heard howling from deep in the forest. Instruments music is heard, along with Trucklos Torress singing Never Never Never Give Up, along with the Kids from the Sandlot the Classic Movie.]''

Part 1: Bus Trip and Seafood
Kids and Trucklos: If you climb the highest mountain,

Cross the river deep,

Maybe you'll find it's never as easy

As it first appears

Trucklos: As it first appears

Just remember not to worry,

Or get down at heart

Never lose faith in positive thinking

You'll be amazed when you achieve

All the things you start,

(All the things you start.)

''[A black and yellow Volkswagen Bus drives past. Trucklos is shown in the bus.]''

Scott: So,

All: Never, never, never give up, even though the going's tough

Don't stop trying, when you're tiring, and you're out of puff

''[Allison Toress is shown driving the bus with Trucklos right next to him. Allison is fumbling with a road map.]''

Trucklos: No!

Allison ...Route 59, where's Route 59?

''[Trucklos inadvertently whacks Allison in the back of the head with the guitar's neck. The wife cries out in pain and glares at Trucklos.]''

All: Never, never, never give up, even though you're feeling rough

If at first you don't succeed, never, never, never give up

If at first you don't succeed, then try and try again

Nothing in life is ever as easy

But you get there in the end

(Get there in the end)

So blow your Truckes and woes behind you

Start a brand new day

Nothing can stop you reaching your goal

If you're determined, you can do it

You will find a way

Scott: You will find a way.

Trucklos: So,

All: Never, never, never give up, even though the going's tough

Don't stop trying, when you're tiring, and you're out of puff.

Never, never, never give up, even though you're feeling rough

If at first you don't succeed, never, never, never give up

[Trucklos accidentally hits Allison again, hard enough to smack his face in the dashboard, sounding the horn, and shutting off the headlights.]

Allison Aah! Lights! AAAAHH!!!

Some things seem impossible, answers hard to find

Allison: Whoa! Lights! Lights! Where is that button?

No matter how improbable, you won't know until you try

You can do whatever you choose it just takes a little luck

Allison: Switch! No! Where is it?

So remember: never, never, never give up

Never, never, never give up even though the going's tough

Don't stop trying, when you're tiring, and you're out of puff

Trucklos: No!

All: Never, never, never give up even though you're feeling rough

If at first you don't succeed, never, never, never give up

Never, never, never give up, even though the going's tough

Don't stop trying, when you're tiring, and you're out of puff

Scott: No!

Kids & Trucklos: Never, never, never give up, even though you're feeling rough

If at first you don't succeed, never, never, never give up

[''As Allison turns the lights back on, Trucklos still plays the instruments while Allison is stressed. Benny looks down at her ticket, smiling.]''

Benny: (whispers) I get to meet Sir Topham Hatt.

''[Scott looks at Benny, unamused. The bus passes a porcupine sign. Camera switches to the front of the bus.]''

All: Never, never, never give up!

(Billy Joe McGuffrey ends.)

All: Yay! Twippo!

Ham: Let's do another Twippo song!

Squints: I love Twippo.

Scott: Me too!

Benny: But I'm the one who gets to meet him because I won the Twippo sweepstakes.

Scott: You don't have to rub it in.

Trucklos: It's great that you won the contest, Benny. But let's try not to brag about it. Nice one with the lights, Allison.

Allison: My pleasure, for the next song maybe I can drive into the river!!

Kids: ''Yeah! Drive into the river, Allison! Oh, drive into the river, Allison!''

Allison: Or maybe you could help me with the MAP!!!

Trucklos: Oh. I'm sorry.

Benny: Is there anything you want me to tell Twippo, when I meet him?

(Trucklos gets shocked, and turns to Benny, inadvertently whacking Allison in the face with his guitar.)

Trucklos: Benny!

Allison: Ow!

(Allison loses his concentration, and the bus swerves, making Benny's ticket fly out of her grip.)

Benny: (gasps) MY TICKET!!

Trucklos: Aah! Quick get it!

(Trucklos tries to catch the ticket, but gets in Allison's way.)

Allison: The map!

Trucklos: Sorry.

(Allison screams in horror as the ticket flies out of his open window of the bus.)

Benny: MY TICKEEEET...!

(The ticket lands on the side of the road. Cuts back to the veggies in the bus. An annoyed Allison tries to get Trucklos out of his way.)

Allison: Do you mind?!

Trucklos: (his guitar is stuck in the steering wheel) I'm stuck!!

(Trucklos tries to pull the guitar out of the steering wheel, but he accidentally rips the wheel off of the dashboard. Allison gasps in horror. Trucklos frantically shakes his guitar to try to get the wheel off of his guitar. The veggies all cry out in fear as the bus swerves all around the road. Meanwhile, in the forest, a mother porcupine is walking with her two babies. Cuts back to the bus, which is still driving like crazy.)

Allison: (takes the steering wheel off the guitar) Get it! (tries to put the steering wheel back on the dashboard) We gotta fix it! Put it! Stick it in! Put it!

(Cuts back to the porcupines, who are now walking on the road. Suddenly, the bus Truckeens around the corner. Allison sees the porcupines and is horrified.)

Allison: PORCUPINE!!!

(The mother porcupine jumps in front of her babies and aims several quills at the Truck tires. The front tires are both deflated. As the bus heads toward the porcupines, Allison steers to the left. The bus then starts rolling down a steep hill and approaches a...)

Trucklos: Tree! (Allison steers right. Now they're headed for a...) Cabin! (Allison steers left. Finally they're headed for..) Underwear!

(The clothesline holding the underwear stops the bus. Allison looks past the underwear to see the river below.)

Allison: (chuckles) Well, I'm glad that's over. (A line snaps. Allison turns to Trucklos.) Did you say something? (Trucklos shakes his head. Another line snaps.) Oh...

Trucklos: Dear.

(Three more lines snap and the bus continues down the hill toward the river. The bus then hits a stump and the airbags activate.)

Allison: Am I in heaven?

Trucklos: (sniffs) It smells like... Wisconsin.

(everyone jumps out of the Truck.)

Allison: Well, nobody got hurt.

(A quill comes out of nowhere and hits Allison in the behind)

Allison: Aah!

(The porcupines look down happily.)

Trucklos: Wow! What a shot!

(Allison groans.)

Scott: Hey, what's that?

(They all notice a restaurant that reads SEAFOOD with the D light out.)

All: Ooh.

Squints: What's seafoo?

Ham: Maybe it's like tofu?

Trucklos: Only saltier!

(The D lights up.)

All: Ahh.

(cut to inside the restaurant, with the sound of arguing from outside)

Allison: Oh yeah, well if it wasn't for you we wouldn't be in this mess!

Trucklos: I said I was sorry. I'll do better next time.

Allison: Well, there probably isn't gonna be a next time!

Squints: Mrs. Toress, how are we going to get to the Topham Concert?

Ham: Yeah, we're going to miss Toby's song that I remembered.

Allison: I don't know! I don't know about...Toby!

Ham: North of the Island, there lives a dear old train, A little tram engine, Toby is his name. Benny: (while Ham continues singing) Even if we do make it to the concert, I can't get in because I lost my ticket.

Scott: Serves you right! It's your own fault for waving it around in my face!

Squints: I have to go to the bathroom.

Trucklos: I'm not usually that bad as a co-pilot.

Allison: Two flat tires!!

Trucklos: Usually, I'm quite dexterous!

Allison: How in the world are we going to change two flat tires? Where's the phone?

Benny: I lost my ticket.

Scott: If you hadn't been teasing me, we wouldn't been in this mess, Benny!

(Benny looks depressed.)

Timmy Timmons Pea: (clears his throat after a pause)

The French Peas: May we help you?

Allison: The Asparagus whacked me in the head with a guitar and our bus got taken out by a mad porcupine, then another one got me... here.

Ham: (singing) Toby, oh Toby, What will become of you? The world's much nicer whenever we see you. Toby, dear Toby, There's still lots that you can do

Oldies but Goldies, we still Trucke about you. All of the children came to say goodbye They clapped and cheered as Toby rang his bell, "Bye bye."

Trucklos: Maybe it's because I'm used to the ukulele, The neck is so much shorter... Yeah... that's why. Say, I need to call my wife!

Scott: Benny was teasing me with her "special ticket," and then it flew right out the window and she screamed and made the bus crash.. (Scott turns to Benny) ..and now none of us get to see Twippo!

Squints: May I please use the bathroom?

Philippe: Down the hall, first door on the left.

Squints: Thank you.

Ham: Ooh, captain, they have Mario Bros.! My favorite! (He hops up to the game.)

Timmy Timmons: What do you want?

Allison: Well, sirs, my husband hit me in the head with a guitar, and an angry mother porcupine shot out our tires, and one of her babies got me.

(Allison shows a thorn stuck onto his back, while Trucklos tries not to look.)

The French Peas: Ooh!

Trucklos: And I need to use your phone to call my-

Allison: A tow truck?

Trucklos: My wife!

(Allison is not amused.)

Timmy Timmons: I see.

Philippe: Next to the Moby Blaster.

Trucklos: Thanks.

(Trucklos proceeds to walk to where the phone is.)

Timmy Timmons: Well, in the meantime, would you like to have a seat? Maybe enjoy a nice...combo platter?!

The French Peas: Steak, steak, eat it, eat it!

Shrimp, shrimp, need it, need it!

Steak and shrimp, steak and shrimp!

Need to, need to, eat it, eat it!

(scatting portion)

Philippe: Got to, got to, got to get the steaky, wakey, shrimpy! Do you prefer poking or non-poking?

Allison: (sarcastically laughs) Non.

The French Peas: (laughing)

Timmy Timmons: Good one, Philippe! You are one clever pea, no?

The French Peas: (laughing)

(Philippe takes the torn out of Allison's back)

Allison: Aaahh!

Philippe: Voila! A skewer for the scampi!

(The French Peas leave while Allison looks unamused. Everybody then looks back to hear singing)

The Pirates Who Don't Do Anything: We are The Pirates Who Don't Do Anything

We just stay home and lie around

Timmy Timmons: Please, make yourselves comfortable. I will be back to take your order.

Allison: Why don't you two wait here? I'm gonna go call a tow truck. Maybe we'll still make it to the concert on time!

(Allison leaves. Cut to Benny looking depressed over what Scott said.)

Benny: Yeah, everyone but me.

Scott: Hey, it's your own fault for teasing me. You're just getting what you deserve.

Benny: Hmph, I'm coming with you, Mr. Allison.

(Benny leaves. As Scott looks at the menu, he sees "Thomas" written in it. Suddenly, Jim Burgin starts talking to him.)

Jim Burgin: Hey, excuse me.

Scott: Aaahh!!

Alec Baldwin: How's it going?

Pierce Brosnan: Hey, what's up?

Scott: Who are you?

Jim Burgin: Who, us?

Scott: Yeah.

Jim Burgin: Oh, we are The Conductors of The Island of Sodor.

Pierce Brosnan: Oh you know that's right.

Alec Baldwin: Nothing.

Pierce Brosnan: Zilch.

Alec Baldwin: Nada.

Jim Burgin: Didn't you hear our song?

Scott: Well, yeah, but-

Jim Burgin: Look, Sonny, can I call you Sonny?

Scott: Scott.

Jim Burgin: Eh, pretty close. Look, uhh..Scott, we couldn't help but notice you were havin' a little thing with your friend over there.

Pierce Brosnan: Yeah. You weren't being very nice.

Scott: Well, it's her own fault. She was teasing me, and now he's getting what she deserves!

(brief pause)

Jim Burgin: Right. Scott, we've seen these types of situations before...

Pierce Brosnan: ...happen all the time.

Jim Burgin: What you need is a little compassion.

Alec Baldwin: And maybe some scampi.

Scott: Hey, I saw that in the menu! (looks in the menu) What is that? What's compassion?

Pierce Brosnan: Ooh, that's a hard question.

Alec Baldwin: Mmm-hmm.

Jim Burgin: Well, compassion is when you see that someone needs help, and you wanna help them. (Scott looks confused) That's what I thought you'd say.

Pierce Brosnan: They all do.

Alec Baldwin: Yep.

Jim Burgin: So we find it helpful to illustrate with a little story.

Scott: A story?

Jim Burgin: Yep. You know, we call ourselves The Pirates Who Don't Do Anything, but that's not entirely accurate.

Pierce Brosnan: Remember when we did that one thing with that one guy?

Jim Burgin: Oh, do I ever.

Alec Baldwin: I remember it like it was yesterday.

(Alec Baldwin sips his root beer, cuts to The Knapford Station while Alec Baldwin puts his root beer down. The Conductors are standing at a booth selling their favorite snacks.)

Sir Topham Hatt: Are you guys still doing that "pirate thing"?

Pierce Brosnan: Aargh! Watch your tongue, matey, or we'll have to... what will we do?

Alec Baldwin: We won't do anything. We're The Conductors, get it?

Pierce Brosnan: Oh, that's right. Aargh! you got off easy today!

Alec Baldwin: We need more Mr. Twisty's Twisted Cheese Curls!

Jim Burgin: Yeah, and root beer!

Sir Topham Hatt: I told you boys - no more cheese curls until you pay your tab! You still owe me from last week!

Pierce Brosnan: But, you'll take away out chance to win the "Mister Twisty's Twisted Cheese Curl Sweepstakes!"

Sir Topham Hatt: Come again?

Jim Burgin: Inside one of those bags of cheesy goodness is a golden ticket that'll change our lives forever!

Sir Topham Hatt: Well, you could work here for me. That way you could earn more cheese curls.

Conductors: (overlapping in agreement)

Sir Topham Hatt: So, uh... Whadaya know how to do?

Jim Burgin: Well, I'm pretty good at lawn darts.

Alec Baldwin: Ping-pong! I can play ping-pong!

Pierce Brosnan: Croquet is my spe-ci-al-ity.

(beat)

Jim Burgin: When do we start?

(Sir Topham Hatt closes the booth.)

Jim Burgin: Monday's good for me!

Jim Burgin (narrating): We were short on cash. It seems not doing anything didn't pay very well.

Pierce Brosnan: So, what do we do now?

Alec Baldwin: Uh...nothing!

Pierce Brosnan: You are a genius.

(As the pirates are walking, as Alec Baldwin sees the fish market.)

Joppa citizen: Uh, are these fish fresh?

Timmy Timmons: You bet!

Tommy Timmons: Oh yeah!

(The citizen smells it and falls back, due to the bad smell.)

Joppa citizen: Ooooh!

Timmy Timmons: What? They were fresh when they caught them.

Tommy Timmons: That's right.

Timmy Timmons: ...two weeks ago!

Timmy Timmons and Tommy Timmons: Ho-ho-ho! He-he!

(The French Peas start slapping each other with their fish while Alec Baldwin is concerned.)

Alec Baldwin: Hmm, Kids.

Jim Burgin (narrating): Beside the fact that we were low on funds, this was a memorable day because he showed up: Thomas! (The Conductors meet Thomas riding through the town.) Now Thomas is a tank engine who lives at the big station on the Island of Sodor. He's a cheeky little engine with six small wheels, a short stumpy funnel, a short stumpy boiler and a short stumpy dome. He's a fussy little engine too. Always pulling coaches about ready for the big engines can take on long journeys. And when trains come in, he pulls the empty coaches away so that the big engines can go on rest. Thomas thinks no engine works has hard as he does. He loves playing tricks on them, including Gordon the biggest and proudest engine of all. Thomas likes to tease Gordon with his whistle.

Part 2: Thomas & Gordon
Thomas: Wake up, lazybones. Why don't you work hard like me?

Jim Burgin: One day after pulling the big express, Gordon had arrived back at the sidings very tired. He was just going to sleep when Thomas came up in his cheeky way.

Thomas: Wake up, lazybones. Do some hard work for a change. You can't catch me!

Jim Burgin: And off he ran laughing. Instead of going to sleep again, Gordon thought how he can back at Thomas. One morning, Thomas wouldn't wake up. His driver and fireman couldn't make him start. His fire went out and there was not enough steam. It was nearly time for the express. People were waiting, but the coaches weren't ready. At last, Thomas started.

Thomas: Oh dear, oh dear!

Jim Burgin: He fussed into the station where Gordon was waiting.

Gordon: Hurry up, you!

Thomas: Hurry up yourself.

Jim Burgin: Gordon the proud engine began making his plan to teach Thomas a lesson for teasing him. Almost before the coaches had stopped moving, Gordon reversed quickly and was coupled to the train.

Gordon: Get in quickly, please!

Jim Burgin: Thomas usually pushed behind the big trains to help them start, but he was always uncoupled first. This time, Gordon start so quickly they forgot to uncouple Thomas. Gordon's chance had come.

Gordon: Come on, come on!

Jim Burgin: The train went faster and faster. Too fast for Thomas, he wanted to stop, but he couldn't.

Thomas: (whistles) Stop, stop!

Gordon: Hurry, hurry, hurry!

Coaches: You can't getaway, you can't getaway!

Jim Burgin: Poor Thomas was going faster than he had ever gone before. He was out of breath and his wheels hurt him, but he had to go on.

Thomas: I shall never be the same again. My wheels will be quite worn out.

(Gordon continues to speed ahead)

Jim Burgin: At last, they stopped at the station. Thomas was uncoupled and he felt very silly and exhausted. Next he went on to the turntable thinking of everyone laughing at him.

(Thomas is on the turntable as it turns around)

Jim Burgin: And then he ran on to a siding out of the way.

Gordon: Well, little Thomas. Now you know what hard work means, don't you?

Jim Burgin: Poor Thomas couldn't answer. He had no breath. He just puffed slowly away to rest and had a long long drink.

Thomas: Maybe I don't have to tease Gordon to feel important.

Jim Burgin: Thomas thought to himself. And he puffed slowly home.

Jim Burgin: Yep. It sounded like Thomas wanted to offer Edward to the People.

Allison: The tow truck is on it's way. You know, Scott, I love your dad and all, but that's the last time I pick him for a co-pilot. (Sees the Conductors; Pierce Brosnan sips his root beer.) Heh, wha-what's going on?

Jim Burgin: Ahem. We're telling a little story. You should listen too. As I was saying, it sounded like God wanted to offer mercy to Jonah's enemies.

Benny: Who's Edward?

Pierce Brosnan: He's the number 2 Steadiest Engine on Sodor.

Scott: I thought it was about Thomas. Remember? The name?

Pierce Brosnan: Oh, ye-yeah, well there's that too.

Jim Burgin: Better check your menu again, we got two specials today, and they go hand in hand.

Alec Baldwin: Thomas, is the number 1 engine on Sodor. Edward is the number 2 Blue Engine. and Gordon is the fastest..

Jim Burgin: That's right, my friend. You can't work together without Thomas, but Edward is even more important. Thomas was afraid Gordon was gonna get the express, and that he was gonna help them, even though he went home.

Benny: So, what did he do?

Part 3: Edward and Gordon
(Back to the story.)

Jim Burgin: Well, One day, Edward was in the sheds where he lived with the other engines. They were all bigger, just like Edward, and boasted about it.

Gordon: The driver won't choose you again.

Gordon: He wants strong engines like us.

Jim Burgin: But the driver and fireman felt sorry for Edward.

Edward's Driver: Would you like to come out today?

Edward (Season12 Version): Oh, yes, please.

Jim Burgin: So they lit his fire, made lots of steam, and Edward puffed away. The other engines were very cross at being left behind. Edward worked hard all day. The coaches thought he was very kind, and the driver was very pleased.

Edward: I'm going out again tomorrow.

Jim Burgin: Edward told the other engines that night.

Edward: What do you think of that?

Jim Burgin: But he didn't hear what they thought, for he was so tired and happy that he fell asleep at once. Next morning, Edward woke to find nothing had changed. Gordon was still boasting.

Gordon: You watch me, little Edward, as I rush through with the Express. That will be a splendid sight for you. Goodbye, little Edward. Look out for me this afternoon.

Trucks: Oh!

Trucks: Whatever is happening?

Jim Burgin: Edward played till there were no more trucks, then he stopped to rest. Presently, he heard a whistle. Gordon was very cross. Instead of nice shining coaches, he was pulling a lot of very dirty trucks.

Gordon: A goods train! A goods train! A goods train!

Gordon: The shame of it, the shame of it, oh, the shame of it!

Porter: Gordon can't get up the hill.

Jim Burgin: The porter called to Edward's driver.

Porter: Will you take Edward and push him, please?

Jim Burgin: They found Gordon halfway up and very cross. His driver and fireman were talking to him severely.

Gordon's Driver and Fireman: You're not trying.

Gordon: I can't do it.

Gordon: The noisy trucks hold an engine back, so.

Jim Burgin: Edward's driver came up.

Edward's Driver: We've come to push.

Gordon: No use at all.

Edward's Driver: You wait and see.

Jim Burgin: They brought the train back to the bottom of the hill.

Edward: I'm ready.

Gordon: No good.

Jim Burgin: They pulled and pushed as hard as they could.

Gordon: I can't do it, I can't do it, I can't do it!

Edward: I will do it, I will do it, I will do it!

Jim Burgin: Edward pushed and puffed and puffed and pushed as hard as ever he could, and almost before he realized it, Gordon found himself at the top of the hill.

Gordon: I've done it! I've done it! I've done it!

Jim Burgin: He forgot all about Edward and didn't wait to say "thank you". Edward was left out of breath and far behind. He ran on to the next station, and there, he found that the driver and fireman were very pleased with him. The fireman gave him a nice long drink, and the driver said.

Edward's Driver: I'll get out my paint tomorrow and give you a beautiful coat of blue with red stripes. Then you'll be the smartest engine in the shed.

Part 4: The Sad Story of Henry
Jim Burgin: Once an engine attached to a train was afraid of a few drops of rain. It went into a tunnel and squeaked through its funnel, and wouldn't come out again.

(Edward's whistle blows)

Jim Burgin: The engine's name is Henry. His driver and fireman argued with him, but he would not move.

Henry: The rain will spoil my lovely green paint and red stripes.

Jim Burgin: He said.

(The conductor's whistle blowing)

Jim Burgin: The conductor blew his whistle till he had no more breath, and waved his flag till his arms ached, but Henry still stayed in the tunnel and blew steam at him.

Henry: I'm not going to spoil my lovely green paint and red stripes for any of you.

Jim Burgin: Then, along came Sir Topham Hatt, the man of charge of all the engines on the Island of Sodor.

Sir Topham Hatt: We will pull you out.

Jim Burgin: Said Sir Topham Hatt. But Henry only blew steam at him. Everyone pulled except Sir Topham Hatt.

Sir Topham Hatt: Because...

Jim Burgin: He said.

Sir Topham Hatt: ...my doctor has forbidden me to pull.

Jim Burgin: But still, Henry stayed in the tunnel. Then, they tried pushing from the other end. Sir Topham Hatt said...

Sir Topham Hatt: One, two, three, push!

Jim Burgin: ...but he didn't help.

Sir Topham Hatt: My doctor has forbidden me to push.

Jim Burgin: He said. They pushed, and pushed, and pushed, but still, Henry stayed in the tunnel. At last, Thomas came along. The conductor waved his red flag and stopped him. Everyone argued with Henry.

Everyone: Look, it has stopped raining.

Jim Burgin: They said.

Henry: Yes, but it will began again soon.

Jim Burgin: Said Henry.

Henry: And what will become with green paint with red stripes then?

(Thomas arrives at that moment)

Jim Burgin: Thomas pushed and puffed and pushed as hard as ever he could.

(Thomas attempts to push)

Jim Burgin: But still Henry stayed in the tunnel.

(Thomas continues to push but fails)

Jim Burgin: Eventually, even Sir Topham Hatt gave up.

Sir Topham Hatt: We shall take away your rails...

Jim Burgin: He said.

Sir Topham Hatt: ...and leave you here until you're ready to come out of the tunnel.

Jim Burgin: They took up the old rails, and built a wall in front of Henry, so the other engines wouldn't bump into him.

(Everyone locks Henry in the tunnel with bricks)

Jim Burgin: All Henry could do was to watch the trains rushing through the other tunnel. He was very sad, because he thought no-one would see his lovely green paint and red stripes again. As time went on, Edward and Gordon would often pass by. Edward would say...

Edward: Peep, peep! Hello!

Jim Burgin: And Gordon would say...

Gordon: boop, boop, boop! Serves you right.

Jim Burgin: Poor Henry had no steam to answer. His fire had gone out. Soot and dirt from the tunnel had spoilt his lovely green paint with red stripes anyway. How long do you think Henry would stay in the tunnel before he overcomes his fear of the rain, and decides to journey out again?

Part 5: Edward, Gordon, & Henry
Jim Burgin: Gordon always pulled the big express. He was proud of being the only engine strong enough to do so. It was full of important people like Sir Topham Hatt and Gordon was seeing how fast he can go.

Gordon: Hurry, hurry, hurry!

Coaches: Trickety-trock, trickety-trock, tricktey-trock!

Jim Burgin: In a minute, Gordon will see the tunnel where Henry stood bricked up and lonely.

Henry: Oh, dear. Why did I worry about rain spoiling my lovely coat of paint? I'd like to come out of the tunnel.

Jim Burgin: But Henry didn't know how to ask.

Gordon: I'm going to boop boop at Henry.

Jim Burgin: He was almost there when... And there was proud Gordon going slower and slower in a cloud of steam. His driver stopped the train.

Gordon: What has happen to me?

Gordon: I feel so weak.

Driver: You burst your safety valve.

Driver: You can't pull the train anymore.

Gordon: Oh dear. We were going so nicely too. And look, there's Henry laughing at me.

Jim Burgin: Everyone came to see Gordon.

Sir Topham Hatt: Huh.

Sir Topham Hatt: These big engines are always causing me trouble. Send for another engine at once.

Jim Burgin: While the conductor went to find one, they uncoupled Gordon who had enough puff to slink on the siding out of the way. Edward was the only engine left.

Edward: I'll come and try.

Gordon: Huh.

Gordon: That's no use. Edward can't push the train.

Jim Burgin: The kind Edward puffed and pushed and pushed and puffed but he couldn't move the heavy coaches.

Gordon: I told you so.

Gordon: Why not let Henry try?

Sir Topham Hatt: Yes.

Sir Topham Hatt: I will. Will you help pull this train, Henry?

Henry: Oh yes.

Jim Burgin: When Henry had got up steam, he puffed out. He was dirty and covered with cobwebs.

Henry: Oh, I'm stiff, I'm stiff.

Sir Topham Hatt: Have a run to ease your joints and find a turntable.

Jim Burgin: When Henry came back, he felt much better. Then they coupled him up.

Edward: (whistles).

Edward: I'm ready.

Henry: Pip pip pip.

Henry: So am I. Pull hard, we'll do it! Pull hard, we'll do it!

Jim Burgin: They puffed together.

Edward and Henry: We've done it together! We've done it together!

Coaches: You've done it hurray! You've done it hurray!

Jim Burgin: Sang the coaches. Everyone was excited. Sir Topham Hatt leaned out on the window to wave at Edward and Henry. But the train was going so fast, that his hat blew off into a field where a goat ate it for tea. They never stopped til they came to the station at the end of the line. The passengers all said thank you, and Sir Topham Hatt promised Henry a new coat of paint. One their way home, Edward and Henry helped Gordon back to the shed. All three engines are now great friends. Henry doesn't mind the rain now. He knows that the best way to keep his paint nicely is not to run into tunnels, but to ask his driver to rub him down when the day's work was over.

Part 6: Thomas' Train
Jim Burgin: Thomas the Tank Engine was grumbling to the other engines.

Thomas: I spent my time pulling coaches about ready for you to take out on journeys.

Jim Burgin: The other engines laughed.

Thomas: Why can't I pull passenger trains too?

Gordon: You're too impatient. You'd be sure to leave something behind.

Thomas: Rubbish! I'll show you.

Jim Burgin: One night, he and Henry were alone. Henry was ill. The men worked hard, but he didn't get better. He felt just as bad next morning. Henry usually pull the first train and Thomas had to get his coaches ready.

Thomas: If Henry is ill.

Jim Burgin: He thought.

Thomas: Perhaps I shall pull his train.

Jim Burgin: Thomas ran off to find the coaches.

Thomas: Come along, come along.

Coaches: There's plenty of time, there's plenty of time!

Jim Burgin: Thomas took them to the platform and wanted to run round in front at once. But his driver wouldn't let him.

Driver: Don't be impatient, Thomas.

Jim Burgin: Thomas waited and waited. The people got in, the conductor and stationmaster walked up and down, the porter banged the doors and still Henry didn't come. Thomas got more and more excited. Sir Topham Hatt came to see what was the matter, and the conductor and stationmaster told him about Henry.

Sir Topham Hatt: Find another engine.

Both: There's only Thomas.

Sir Topham Hatt: You'll have to do it then, Thomas. Be quick now.

Jim Burgin: So Thomas ran round to the front and back down on the coaches ready to start.

Driver: Let's not be impatient. We'll wait till everything was ready.

Jim Burgin: But Thomas was too excited to listen. What happened then, no one knows. Perhaps they forgot to couple Thomas to the train, or perhaps the Driver pulled the lever by mistake. Anyhow, Thomas started without his coaches. As he pass the signal tower, men waved and shouted, but he didn't stop.

Thomas: They're waving because I'm such a splendid engine.

Jim Burgin: He thought importantly.

Thomas: Henry says it's hard to pull trains, but I think it's easy. Hurry, hurry, hurry!

Jim Burgin: He puffed, pretending to be like Gordon.

Thomas: People had never seen me pulling a train before. It's nice of them to wave. (whistles)! Thank you.

Jim Burgin: Then he came to a signal at danger.

Thomas: Oh, Bother! I must stop, and I was going so nicely too. What a nuisance signals are.

Jim Burgin: He blew an angry "(whistles)!" on his whistle. The signalman ran up.

Signalman: Hello, Thomas. What are you doing here?

Thomas: I'm pulling a train. Can't you see?

Signalman: Where are your coaches then?

Jim Burgin: Thomas looked back.

Thomas: Why bless me. If we hadn't leave them behind.

Signalman: Yes. You better go quickly and fetch them.

Jim Burgin: Poor Thomas was so sad he nearly cried.

Driver: Cheer up. Let's go back quickly and try again.

(Thomas reverses back to the big station)

Jim Burgin: At the station, all the passengers were talking at once. They were telling Sir Topham Hatt what a bad railway it was. But when Thomas came back, they saw how sad he was and couldn't be cross. He was coupled to the train, and this time he really pulled it.

(Thomas pulls the coaches away with ease at all)

Jim Burgin: Afterwards, the other engines laughed at Thomas and said...

Henry: Look! There's Thomas, who wanted to pull the train, but forgot about the coaches.

Jim Burgin: But Thomas had already learned, not to make the same mistake again.

Part 7: Thomas & the Trucks
Jim Burgin: Thomas the Tank Engine wouldn't stop being a nuisance. Night after night, he kept the other engines awake.

Thomas: I'm tired of pushing coaches. I wanna see the world.

Jim Burgin: The other engines didn't take much notice, for Thomas was a little engine with a long tongue. But one night, Edward came to the shed. He was a kind little engine and felt sorry for Thomas.

Edward: I've got some freight Troublesome Trucks to take home tomorrow. If you take them instead of me, I'll push coaches in the yard.

Thomas: Thank you. That would be nice.

Jim Burgin: Next morning, Edward and Thomas asked their drivers, and when they said "yes", Thomas ran off happily to find freight Troublesome Trucks. Now the freight Troublesome Trucks were silly and noisy. They talk a lot and don't attend to what they are doing. And I'm sorry to say they play tricks on an engine who is not used to them. Edward knew all about the freight Troublesome Trucks. He warned Thomas to be Truckeful but Thomas was too excited to listen. The shunter fastened the coupling and when the signal dropped, Thomas was ready. The conductor blew his whistle.

Thomas: (whistles).

Jim Burgin: But the freight Troublesome Trucks weren't ready.

Freight Troublesome Trucks: Oh! Oh! Wait, Thomas, wait!

Jim Burgin: But Thomas wouldn't wait.

Thomas: Come on come on.

Freight Troublesome Trucks: All right, don't fuss! All right, don't fuss!

Jim Burgin: Grumbled the Troublesome Trucks. Thomas began going faster and faster.

Thomas: Wheesh!

Jim Burgin: He whistled, as he rushed through Henry's tunnel.

Thomas: Hurry, hurry.

Jim Burgin: He was feeling very proud of himself. But the Troublesome Trucks grew crosser and crosser. At last Thomas slowed down as he came to Gordon's Hill.

(Thomas is at the top of Gordon's Hill, but is all exhausted)

Thomas' Driver: Steady, now, steady.

Jim Burgin: He began to put on the brakes.

Thomas: We're stopping, we're stopping!

Jim Burgin: Called Thomas.

Freight Troublesome Trucks: No, no, no!

Jim Burgin: Answered the Troublesome Trucks bumping them to each other.

Freight Troublesome Trucks: Go on! Go on!

Jim Burgin: Before the driver could stop them they had pushed Thomas down the hill and were rattling and laughing behind them. Poor Thomas tried hard to stop them from making him go too fast.

Thomas: Stop pushing, stop pushing!

Jim Burgin: But the Troublesome Trucks took no notice.

Freight Troublesome Trucks: Go on! Go on!

Jim Burgin: They giggled in their silly way.

Thomas: There's the station! Oh dear, what shall I do?

Jim Burgin: They rattled straight through and swerved into the goods yard. Thomas shut his eyes.

Thomas: I must stop!

(Thomas comes to a halt)

Jim Burgin: When he opened his eyes, he saw he had stopped just in front of the buffers. There watching him was...Sir Topham Hatt.

Sir Topham Hatt: What are you doing here, Thomas?

Thomas: I brought Edward's freight Troublesome Trucks.

Sir Topham Hatt: Why did you come so fast?

Thomas: I didn't mean to. I was pushed.

Sir Topham Hatt: You've got a lot to learn about freight Troublesome Trucks, Thomas. After pushing them about here for a few weeks you'll know almost as much about them as Edward. Then you'll be a Really Useful Engine.

(Thomas reverses into the same station as we start the next story)

Part 8: Thomas & the Breakdown Train
Jim Burgin: Every day, Sir Topham Hatt came to the station to catch his train.

Sir Topham Hatt: Hello. Don't let the silly freight Troublesome Trucks tease you. Remember, you have an important job as a special helper in the train yard.

(Thomas' whistle toots)

Jim Burgin: There were lots of freight Troublesome Trucks and Thomas worked very hard pushing and pulling them into place. There was also a small coach and two strange things his driver called cranes.

Thomas' Driver: That's the breakdown train. The cranes are for lifting heavy things like engines and coaches and freight Troublesome Trucks.

Jim Burgin: One day, Thomas was in the yard. Suddenly he heard an engine whistling.

James: Help! Help!

Jim Burgin: A freight train came rushing through much too fast. The engine was James and he was frightened. His brake blocks were on fire.

James: They're pushing me, they're pushing me.

Troublesome Trucks: On! On!

Jim Burgin: Still whistling...

James: Help! Help!

Jim Burgin: Poor James disappeared.

Thomas: I like to teach those freight Troublesome Trucks a lesson.

(We hear an alarm ringing)

Jim Burgin: Soon came the alarm.

Signalman: James is off the line. The breakdown train quickly.

Jim Burgin: Thomas was coupled on and off they went. Thomas worked his hardest.

Thomas: Hurry, hurry, hurry!

Jim Burgin: He wasn't pretending to be like Gordon. He really meant it.

Thomas: Bother those freight Troublesome Trucks and their tricks. I hope poor James isn't hurt.

Jim Burgin: James' driver and fireman were feeling him all over to see if he was hurt.

(Cows mooing)

James' Driver and Fireman: Never mind James. It was those silly troublesome trucks and your old wooden brakes that caused the accident.

Jim Burgin: Thomas pushed the breakdown train alongside. Then he pulled away the unhurt freight Troublesome Trucks.

Troublesome Trucks: Oh, dear. Oh, dear.

Thomas: Serves you right, serves you right.

Jim Burgin: He was hard at work puffing backwards and forwards all afternoon.

Thomas: This'll teach you a lesson, this'll teach you a lesson.

Jim Burgin: He told the freight Troublesome Trucks. And they answered...

Troublesome Trucks: Yes it will, yes it will.

Jim Burgin: They left the broken Troublesome Trucks. Then with two cranes they put James back on the rails.

(The cranes lift James away from the field. An o-face Thomas watches as James is put back to the rails)

Jim Burgin: He tried to move, but he couldn't so Thomas helped him back to the shed. Sir Topham Hatt was waiting anxiously for them.

Sir Topham Hatt: Well, Thomas. I heard all about it and I'm very pleased with you. You're a really useful engine. James shall have some proper brakes and a new coat of paint and you shall have a branch line all to yourself.

Thomas: Oh thank you sir.

Jim Burgin: Now Thomas is as happy as can be. He has a branch line and two coaches called Annie and Clarabel. He puffs proudly backwards and forwards with them all day. He is never lonely. Edward and Henry stop quite often and tell him the news. Gordon is always in a hurry but never forgets to say...

Gordon: Boop Boop.

Jim Burgin: And Thomas always whistles...

Thomas: (whistles).

Jim Burgin: In return.

(Thomas' whistle toots)

Part 9: James & the Coaches
Jim Burgin: James was enjoying his life on the Island of Sodor, but he still had a lot to learn.

Sir Topham Hatt: You're a special mixed traffic engine. You can pull coaches or freight Troublesome Trucks quite easily, but you must learn by your mistakes.

Jim Burgin: James knew what Sir Topham Hatt meant. He could well remember that dreadful accident on his first day.

Edward: Be Truckeful with the coaches James. They don't like being bumped.

Jim Burgin: Everyone came to admire James.

James: I'm really a splendid engine.

Jim Burgin: He thought and suddenly let off steam.

James: Wheesh!

Jim Burgin: A shower of water fell on Sir Topham's nice new top hat. Just then, the conductor blew his whistle and James thought they had better go.

James: Go on, go on!

Edward: Don't push, don't push!

Jim Burgin: The coaches were grumbling too.

Coaches: Don't go so fast, don't go so fast!

Jim Burgin: But James wouldn't listen. When at last they stopped at the next station two coaches were beyond the platform. They have to go back to let the passengers out. But no one seems to know about Sir Topham's new hat so James felt happier. Presently they came to the station where Thomas was waiting with his two coaches.

Thomas: Hello James. Feeling better? That's good. Oh, that's my conductor's whistle. I must go. I don't know what Sir Topham Hatt would do without me to run this branch line.

Jim Burgin: And he puffed off importantly. Edward and James passed the field where James had his accident. The fence was mended and the cows were back again. They ended their journey and rested before setting off for home. James was still wondering what Sir Topham would have to say about his new hat. Next morning, he spoke severely to James.

Sir Topham Hatt: If you can't behave, I shall take away your red coat and have you painted blue.

Jim Burgin: James didn't like that at all. He was very rough with the grumbling coaches as he brought them to the platform.

James: Don't talk, come on! Gordon never fetches his own coaches.nAnd he's only painted blue.

Jim Burgin: To make James even more cross, this time no one came near him.

James: I'll show them. They think Gordon is the only engine who can pull coaches. Hurry, hurry, hurry!

Coaches: You're going too fast, you're going to fast!

Jim Burgin: James laughed and tried to go faster, but the coaches wouldn't let him.

Coaches: We're going to stop, we're going to stop!

(James soon comes to a complete halt)

James: What's the matter?

Driver: The brakes on on, leak in the pipe most likely. You banged the coaches enough to make a leak in anything.

Conductor: How shall we mend it?

Driver: We'll do it with newspaper and a leather bootlace.

Conductor: But where's the bootlace coming from?

Driver: Ask the passengers.

Conductor: You have a leather bootlace there. Please give it to me.

Man: I won't.

Conductor: Then I'm afraid the train will just stop where it is.

Jim Burgin: The passengers all said what a bad railway it was. Then they told the man how bad he was instead. Everyone was very cross. At last, he handed his laces over. The driver tied a pad of newspaper tightly round the hole in the brake pipe, and James was able to pull the train. But he was a sadder and wiser James, and took Trucke never to bump coaches again.

Part 10: Troublesome Trucks
Jim Burgin: James had not been out to push coaches or freight Troublesome Trucks in the yard for several days. He was feeling miserable.

James: Oh dear. I wonder how long I shall have to stay in the shed would anyone else see my coat again? Why did I go so fast that I made a hole in one of my coaches that had to be mended with of all things a passenger's bootlace.

Jim Burgin: At last Sir Topham Hatt arrived.

Sir Topham Hatt: I know you are sorry, James, and I know too that you want to be a useful engine. People are laughing at my railway and I do not like that at all.

James: I will try hard to do my best.

Jim Burgin: Said James.

Sir Topham Hatt: That's a good engine. There's nothing like determination. I want you to pull some freight Troublesome Trucks for me.

Jim Burgin: James was delighted and puffed away.

Thomas: Here's your freight train, James. Have you got some bootlaces ready?

Jim Burgin: And he ran off laughing.

Troublesome Trucks: Oh, no!

Jim Burgin: Said the freight Troublesome Trucks.

Troublesome Trucks: We want a proper engine, not a red monster.

Jim Burgin: James took no notice and started as soon as the conductor was ready.

James: Come along, come along.

Jim Burgin: He puffed.

Troublesome Trucks: We won't, we won't.

Jim Burgin: Screamed the Troublesome Trucks. But James didn't Trucke and he pulled the screeching Troublesome Trucks sternly out of the station. The Troublesome Trucks tried hard to make him give up but he still kept on. Sometimes their brakes will slip on and sometimes their axles will run hot and each time the trouble had to be put right and each time James will start again, determined not to let them beat him.

Troublesome Trucks: Give up, give up! You can't pull us! You can't, you can't!

Jim Burgin: Called the Troublesome Trucks.

James: I can and I will! I can and I will!

Jim Burgin: Puffed James and slowly but surely, he pulled them along the line. At last they saw Gordon's Hill.

Driver: Look out for trouble, James.

Jim Burgin: Warned his driver.

Driver: We'll go fast and get them up before they know it. Don't let them stop you.

Jim Burgin: So James went faster and soon they were halfway up.

James: I'm doing it, I'm doing it.

Jim Burgin: He panted.

James: Will the top never come?

Jim Burgin: Then with a sudden jerk, it all came easier.

James: I've done it, I've done it. Hooray! It's easy now.

Jim Burgin: But his driver shut off steam.

Driver: They've done it again. We've left our tail behind. Look.

Jim Burgin: The last Troublesome Trucks were running backwards down the hill. A coupling had snapped. But the conductor stopped the Troublesome Trucks and got out to warn approaching engines.

James: That's why it was easy.

Jim Burgin: Said James as he backed the Troublesome Trucks Truckefully down.

James: What silly things freight Troublesome Trucks are. They're might have been an accident.

Edward: Shall I help you, James?

Jim Burgin: Called Edward.

James: No thank you. I'll pull them myself.

Edward: Good, don't let them beat you. You're doing well!

Jim Burgin: Whistled Edward as James slowly struggled up the hill.

James: I can do it, I can do it.

Jim Burgin: He puffed. He pulled and puffed as hard as he could.

James: I've done it, I've done it!

Jim Burgin: He panted. James was resting in the yard when Edward pulled up.

Edward: (whistles)!

Jim Burgin: He whistled. Then, James saw Sir Topham Hatt.

James: Oh dear, what will he say?

Jim Burgin: He asked himself. But Sir Topham Hatt was smiling.

Sir Topham Hatt: I was in Edward's train and I saw everything. You made the most troublesome train on the line behaved. After that performance, you deserve to keep your red coat.

Part 11: James and the Express
Jim Burgin: One night, Henry and Gordon were alone with James. Although Sir Topham Hatt was beginning to think well of them. Whenever a chance came the other engines would talk of nothing but bootlaces.

Henry: Remember when they had to use a bootlace to get you out of trouble James?

Jim Burgin: They would tease. James tried to get back by talking about Henry who got shut up in a tunnel and Gordon who got stuck on a hill. But they wouldn't listen.

Gordon: You talk too much little James. A fine strong engine like me has something to talk about. I'm the only engine who can pull the express. When I'm not there, they need two engines. Think of that. I've pulled expresses for years, and have never once lost my way. I seem to know the right line by instinct.

Jim Burgin: Every wise engine knows that the signalman sets the switches to make the engines run on the right tracks. But Gordon was so proud he had forgotten.

Gordon: Wake up, James.

Gordon: It's time for the express. What are you doing? Odd Jobs? Ah well. We all have to begin somewhere, don't we? Run along and get my coaches. Don't be late.

Jim Burgin: James went to get Gordon's coaches. They were all shining with new paint. He was Truckeful not to bump them and they followed him smoothly into the station, singing happily...

Coaches: We're going away, we're going away.

James: I wish I were going with you. I should love to pull the express and go flying above the line!

Jim Burgin: Gordon with much noise and blowing off steam, got ready to back on to the train. Sir Topham Hatt was on the train with other important people and as soon as they heard the conductor's whistle, Gordon started.

Gordon: Look at me now! Look at me now!

Jim Burgin: He puffed and the coaches glided after him.

Gordon: Boop boop boop boop boop! Goodbye, little James, see you tomorrow!

Jim Burgin: James watched the train disappeared and then went back to work. He pushed some freight Troublesome Trucks into their proper sidings and went to fetch the coaches for another train. James had just brought the coaches into the platform when he heard a mournful noise. There was Gordon trying to sneak into the station without being noticed.

James: Hello Gordon. Is it tomorrow?

Jim Burgin: Gordon didn't answer. He just let off steam feebly.

James: Did you lose your way, Gordon?

Gordon: No, it was lost for me. I was switched off the main line onto the loop. I have to go all around and back again.

James: Perhaps it was instinct.

Jim Burgin: All the passengers were shouting at the ticket window.

Passengers: We want our money back!

Jim Burgin: Sir Topham Hatt climbed onto a Truckt and blew the conductor's whistle so loudly that they all stopped to look at him. Then he promised a new train at once.

Sir Topham Hatt: Gordon can't do it. Will you pull it for us, James?

James: Yes sir, I'll try.

Jim Burgin: So James was coupled on, and everyone got in.

Sir Topham Hatt: Do your best, James.

James: Come along, come along!

Coaches: You're pulling us well, you're pulling us well!

James: Hurry, hurry, hurry!

Jim Burgin: Puffed James. Bridges and stations flashed by, the passengers cheered and they soon reached the station. Everyone said thank you to James and Sir Topham Hatt was very impressed.

Sir Topham Hatt: Well done. Would you like to pull the express sometimes?

James: Yes please.

Jim Burgin: Next day when James came by, Gordon was pushing freight Troublesome Trucks.

Gordon: I like some quiet work for a change. I'm teaching these Troublesome Trucks manners. You did well with those coaches I hear. Good, we'll show them.

Jim Burgin: And he gave his Troublesome Trucks a bump. James and Gordon are now good friends. James sometimes takes the express to give Gordon a rest. Gordon never talks about bootlaces, and they are both quite agreed on the subject of freight Troublesome Trucks.

Part 12: Thomas and the Guard
Jim Burgin: Thomas the Tank Engine is very proud of his branch line. He thinks it's the most important part of the whole railway. His two coaches Annie and Clarabel agree with him. Annie could only take passengers but Clarabel can take passengers, baggage and the conductor. They were both old and need new paint but Thomas loves them very much. As they run backwards and forwards along the line, they sing songs to each other. When Thomas starts from the station he sings...

Thomas: Oh, come along, we're rather late. Oh, come along, we're rather late.

Jim Burgin: And the coaches sing...

Annie and Clarabel: We're coming along. We're coming along.

Jim Burgin: They don't mind what Thomas says to them because he know he was trying to please Sir Topham Hatt, and to know to that if Thomas is cross, he's not cross with them. One day, they had to wait for Henry's train which made Thomas very cross.

Thomas: How could I run my line properly if Henry is always late? He doesn't realize that Sir Topham Hatt depends on me.

Jim Burgin: He wanted to leave, but he have to wait for Henry's passengers. At last Henry came.

Thomas: Where have you been, lazybones?

Henry: Oh dear, my system is out of order. No one understands my case. You don't know what I suffer.

Thomas: Rubbish! You're too slow. You need exercise.

Jim Burgin: The conductor blew his whistle and Thomas started so quickly that he left him behind. The conductor waved his red flag to stop Thomas, but Thomas was on his way steaming out of the station.

Thomas: Come along, come along.

Jim Burgin: but Clarabel didn't want to come.

Clarabel: I've lost my nice conductor, I've lose my nice conductor.

Jim Burgin: Annie tried to tell Thomas what had happened.

Annie: We haven't a conductor, we haven't a conductor!

Jim Burgin: But he was hurrying and wouldn't listen. Annie and Clarabel tried to put on their brakes, but they couldn't without their conductor.

Annie and Clarabel: Where's our conductor? Where's our conductor?

Jim Burgin: but Thomas didn't stop till they came to a signal.

Thomas: Bother that signal. What's the matter?

Driver: I don't know. The conductor will tell us in a minute.

Jim Burgin: They waited and waited but the conductor didn't come.

Thomas: (whistles) peep, where's the conductor?

Annie and Clarabel: We've left him behind!

Jim Burgin: Everyone looked, and there he was running as fast as he could along the line, with his flags in one hand and his whistle in the other. He was very hot, so he had a drink, and told them that Thomas had left him behind.

Thomas: I'm very sorry.

Conductor: We all made mistakes. Look, the signal's down. We can go. Let's make up for lost time.

Jim Burgin: Annie and Clarabel were so pleased to have their conductor again, but they sang...

Annie and Clarabel: As fast as you like, as fast as you like!

Jim Burgin: ...to Thomas all the way. They reached the end of the line quicker than ever before.

(Thomas arrives at the last station)

Part 13: Thomas Goes Fishing
Jim Burgin: When Thomas puffed along his branch line, he always look forward to something special. The sight of the river. As they rumble over the bridge, he would see people fishing. Thomas often wanted to stay and watch, but his driver said...

Driver: No! What would Sir Topham Hatt say if we were late?

Jim Burgin: Every time he met another engine he say...

Thomas: I want to fish.

Jim Burgin: But they all had the same answer.

James: Engines don't go fishing.

Thomas: Silly stick in the muds.

Jim Burgin: Thought Thomas. One day, he stopped as usual to take him water at the station by the river. Out of order.

Thomas: Bother! I'm thirsty.

Driver: Never mind. We'll get some water from the river.

Jim Burgin: They found a bucket and some rope and went to the bridge. Then the driver left the bucket down to the water. The bucket was old and have 5 holes, so they had to fill it, pull it up, and empty it into Thomas' tank as quickly as they could several times over. They finished at last.

Thomas: That's good, that's good.

Jim Burgin: Suddenly, Thomas began to feel a pain in his boiler. Steam began to hiss with his safety valve in an alarming way.

Driver: There's too much steam!

Thomas: Oh dear! I'm going to burst! I'm going to burst!

Jim Burgin: They damped down his fire and struggled on.

Thomas: I've got such a pain, I've got such a pain!

Jim Burgin: Thomas hissed. They stopped just outside the last station, uncoupled Annie and Clarabel and ran Thomas, who was still hissing fit to burst, on a siding right out of the way. Then, while the conductor telephoned for an engine inspector, the driver found notice in large letters, which he hung on Thomas in front and behind. Danger: Keep Away. Soon, the inspector and Sir Topham Hatt arrived.

Inspector: Cheer up, Thomas. We'll soon put you right.

Jim Burgin: The driver told them what had happened.

Inspector: So the feed pipe is blocked. I'll just look in the tanks.

Jim Burgin: He climbed up and peered in, then he came down.

Inspector: Excuse me, sir, please look in the tank and tell me what you see.

Sir Topham Hatt: Certainly, inspector.

Jim Burgin: He clambered up, looked in and nearly fell off in surprise.

Sir Topham Hatt: Inspector. Can you see fish?

(Thomas is horrified upon hearing this)

Sir Topham Hatt: Gracious goodness me! How did the fish get there, driver?

Driver: We must have fished them from the river with our bucket.

Sir Topham Hatt: Well, Thomas, so you and your driver had been fishing. But fish don't suit you. We must get them out.

Jim Burgin: They all took turns and fishing into Thomas' tank while Sir Topham Hatt looked down and told them how to do it. When they had caught all the fish, they had a lovely picnic supper of fish and chips.

Sir Topham Hatt: Mmm. That was good. But fish don't suit you, Thomas, so you mustn't do it again.

Thomas: No, sir, I won't. Engines don't go fishing. It's too uncomfortable.

Part 14: Terence the Tractor
Jim Burgin: Autumn had come to the Island of Sodor. The fields were changing from yellow stubble to brown earth and a tractor was hard at work as Thomas puffed along. Later Thomas saw the tractor close by.

Terence: Hello. I'm Terence, I'm plowing.

Thomas: I'm Thomas, I'm pulling a train. What ugly wheels you've got.

Terence: They're not ugly, they're caterpillars. I can go anywhere. I don't need rails.

Thomas: I don't want to go anywhere. I like my rails, thank you.

Jim Burgin: Winter came with dark clouds full of snow.

Driver: I don't like it. A heavy fall is coming. I hope it doesn't stop us.

Thomas: Puh! Soft stuff, nothing to it.

Jim Burgin: And he puffed on feeling cold but confident. They finished their journey safely but by now the country was covered.

Driver: You need your snowplough for the next journey, Thomas.

Thomas: Puh! Snow is silly soft stuff it won't stop me.

Jim Burgin: The snowplough was heavy and uncomfortable and made Thomas cross. He shook it and he banged it and when they got back it was so damaged that the driver had to take it off.

Driver: You're a very naughty engine.

Jim Burgin: Next morning, Thomas' driver and fireman came early and worked hard to mend the snowplough, but they couldn't make it fit. Thomas was pleased.

Thomas: I shan't have to wear it, I shan't have to wear it.

Jim Burgin: He puffed to Annie and Clarabel. But they were rather worried.

Annie and Clarabel: I hope it's all right, I hope it's all right.

Jim Burgin: They whispered to each other. The driver was worried too.

Driver: It's not bad here. But it's sure to be deep in the valley.

Thomas: Silly soft stuff. I didn't need that stupid old thing yesterday and I shan't today. Snow can't stop me.

Jim Burgin: He rushed into a tunnel thinking how clever he was. But there was trouble ahead.

(Thomas crashes into a snowdrift)

Thomas: Cinders and ashes! I'm stuck.

Jim Burgin: And he was.

Driver: Back, Thomas, back.

Jim Burgin: Thomas tried but his wheels spun and he couldn't move. The conductor went back for help while everyone else tried to dig the snow away. But as fast as they dug, more snow slipped down until Thomas was nearly buried.

Thomas: Oh, my wheels and coupling rods. I shall have to stop here till I'm frozen. What a silly engine I am.

Jim Burgin: And Thomas began to cry. At last a bus came to rescue the passengers. And then who should come to Thomas's rescue but Terence. Snow never worries him.

(Terence hooks up to Clarabel and pulls her and Annie out of the snow)

Jim Burgin: He pulled the empty coaches away, then came back for Thomas. Thomas' wheels were clear but still spun when he tried to move. Terence tugged and slipped and slipped and tugged and at last dragged Thomas clear of the snow ready for the journey home.

(Terence goes away into the tunnel with Thomas following him)

Thomas: Oh, thank you, Terence. Your caterpillars are splendid.

Driver: I hope you'll be sensible now, Thomas.

Thomas: I'll try.

Jim Burgin: he puffed slowly away.

Part 15: Thomas & Bertie
Jim Burgin: Thomas was waiting at the junction when a bus arrived.

Thomas: Hello. Who are you?

Bertie: I'm Bertie. Who are you?

Thomas: I'm Thomas. I run this branch line.

Bertie: So you're Thomas. Ah, I remember now. You got stuck in the snow. I took your passengers and Terence the Tractor pulled you out. I've come to help you with your passengers today.

Thomas: Help me? I can go faster than you.

Bertie: You can't.

Thomas: I can.

Bertie: I'll race you!

Jim Burgin: Their drivers agreed for the race going ahead. The stationmaster said...

Stationmaster: Are you ready? Go!

Jim Burgin: Thomas never could go fast at first and Bertie drew in front.

Annie and Clarabel: Why don't you go fast, why don't you go fast.

Thomas: Wait and see, wait and see.

Annie and Clarabel: He's a long way ahead.

Jim Burgin: But Thomas didn't mind. He remembered the level crossing. There was Bertie fuming at the gates while they sailed gaily through.

Thomas: Goodbye, Bertie!

Jim Burgin: After that the road left the railway so they couldn't see Bertie. Then, they had to stop at the station to let off passengers.

Thomas: (whistles)! Quickly please!

Jim Burgin: and off they went again.

Thomas: Come along, come along.

Annie and Clarabel: We're coming along, we're coming along.

Thomas: Hurry, hurry, hurry!

Jim Burgin: then he looked ahead. There was Bertie tooting triumphly on his horn.

Thomas: Oh deary me, oh deary me!

Driver: Steady, Thomas. We'll beat Bertie yet.

Annie and Clarabel: We'll be Bertie yet, we'll beat Bertie yet.

Thomas: We'll do it, we'll do it. Oh bother! There's a station.

Jim Burgin: Then he heard Bertie.

Bertie: Goodbye, Thomas. You must be tired. Sorry I can't stop. We buses have to work you know. Goodbye.

Thomas: Oh dear. We've lost.

Jim Burgin: But he felt better after a drink. The signal dropped.

Thomas: Hurrah, we're off! Hurrah, we're off!

Jim Burgin: As they crossed the bridge, they heard an impatient...

Bertie: Honk honk!

Jim Burgin: There was Bertie waiting at the traffic lights. he started with a roar and chased on after Thomas again. Now Thomas reached his full speed. Bertie tried hard but Thomas was too fast. Whistling triumphantly he plunged into the tunnel leaving Bertie toiling far behind.

Thomas: We've done it, we've done it!

Annie and Clarabel: We've done it, hooray! We've done it, hooray!

Jim Burgin: Chanted Annie and Clarabel as they whooshed into the last station. Everyone was there to celebrate Thomas' victory. But they gave Bertie a big welcome too.

Bertie: Well done, Thomas. That was fun. But to beat you over that hill, I should have to grow wings and be an airplane.

Jim Burgin: They now keep each others very busy. They often talked about their race, but Bertie's passengers don't like being bounced like peas in a frying pan, and Sir Topham Hatt has warned Thomas not to race at dangerous speeds. So although, between you and me, they would like to have another race. I don't think they ever will, do you?

Part 16: Tenders And Turntables
Jim Burgin: Henry and Gordon were lonely when Thomas left the yard to run his branch line. They missed him very much. They had more work to do and had to fetch their own coaches. The big engines thought they were too important to fetch coaches. James grumbled too.

Henry: We get no rest, we get no rest!

Jim Burgin: But the coaches only laughed.

Coaches: You're lazy and slack, you're lazy and slack!

Jim Burgin: All together, the engines were causing Sir Topham Hatt a great deal of trouble. The big stations at both ends on the line each have a turntable. Sir Topham Hatt had made them so that the tender engines can be turned round because it is dangerous for them to go fast and backwards. Little tank engines like Thomas don't need turntables. They can go just as well backwards as forwards. But to hear Gordon talk, you would've thought that Sir Topham Hatt had given him a tender just to show how important he was.

Gordon: You don't understand, little Thomas. We Tender Engines have a position to keep up. It doesn't matter where you go, but we are important, and for Sir Topham Hatt to make us shunt freight Troublesome Trucks, fetch coaches and go on some of those dirty sidings it's, it's, well, it's not the proper thing.

Jim Burgin: Thomas went off with Annie and Clarabel.

Gordon: Disgraceful!

Jim Burgin: Gordon hissed as he ran backwards to the turntable. The turntable was in the windy place close to the sea, and he was not on it just right, he put amount of balance and made a difficult to turn. Today, Gordon was in the bad temper, and the wind was blowing fiercely. His driver tried to make him stop in the right place but Gordon wasn't trying. The fireman tried to turn the handle, but Gordon's weight and the strong wind prevented him.

Driver: It's no good. Your big tender upsets the balance. If you're a little tank engine, you be all right. Now you have to pull the next train backwards.

Boys: Look! There's a new tank engine! Oh, it's only Gordon, back to front.

Thomas: Hello! Playing tank engines? Sensible engine. Take my advice, scrap your tender and have a nice bunker.

Jim Burgin: Gordon said nothing. Even James laughed when he saw him.

Gordon: Take Trucke. You might stick too.

James: No fear. I'm not so fat as you. I mustn't stick.

Jim Burgin: He stopped on just the right place to balance the table. It could now swing easily. Gordon arrived in time to see everything. James turned much too easily. The wind puffed him round like a top. He couldn't stop!

(James spins faster and faster until he slows down, and as the turntable stops, he is all green and dizzy)

Gordon: Well, well! Are you playing roundabouts?

Jim Burgin: Poor James feeling quite giddy rolled off to the shed without a word. That night, the three engines had an indignation meeting.

Gordon: It's shameful to treat tender engines like this. Gordon has to go backwards and people think he's a tank engine, James spins like a top and everyone laughs at us. And added to that, Sir Topham Hatt makes us all shunt in dirty sidings. Ugh! Listen.

Jim Burgin: He whispered something to the others.

Gordon: We'll do it tomorrow. Sir Topham Hatt will look silly.

Jim Burgin: The engines had decided to go on strike.

Part 17: Trouble in the Shed
Jim Burgin: Sir Topham Hatt sat in his office listening to the noise outside. The passengers were angry. The stationmaster came in.

Stationmaster: There's trouble in the shed, sir. Henry was sulking. There's no train and the passengers are saying this is a bad railway.

Sir Topham Hatt: Indeed. We cannot allow that.

Jim Burgin: He found Gordon, James and Henry looking very cross.

Sir Topham Hatt: Come along, Henry. It's time your train was ready.

Gordon: Henry's not going! We won't shunt like little tank engines. That was Thomas' job. We are important tender engines. You fetch our coaches and we will pull them. Tender engines don't shunt.

Sir Topham Hatt: We'll see about that. No engine on my railway is too important for small jobs.

Jim Burgin: And he hurried away to find Edward.

Sir Topham Hatt: The yard has never been the same since Thomas left to run his branch line.

Jim Burgin: Edward was shunting.

Sir Topham Hatt: Leave those freight Troublesome Trucks please, Edward. I want you to push coaches for me in the yard.

Edward: Thank you, sir. That will be a nice change.

Sir Topham Hatt: That's a good engine. Off you go then.

Jim Burgin: So Edward found coaches for the three engines and that day, the train's ran as usual. But next morning, Edward looked unhappy. Gordon came clanking pass hissing rudely.

Sir Topham Hatt: Bless me! What a noise!

Edward: They all hiss me, Sir. They say tender engines don't shunt and last night they said I have gray wheels. I haven't have I, sir?

Sir Topham Hatt: No, Edward, you have nice blue ones, and I'm proud of you. Tender engines do shunt, but all the same we do need another tank engine here.

Jim Burgin: He went to the workshop and they showed them all sorts of engines. At last, he saw a smart little green engine with four wheels.

Sir Topham Hatt: That's the one.

Jim Burgin: He thought.

Sir Topham Hatt: If I choose you, will you work hard?

Percy: Oh sir, yes sir.

Sir Topham Hatt: That's a good engine. I'll call you Percy.

Percy: Yes sir, thank you sir.

Jim Burgin: And Sir Topham Hatt brought Percy back to the yard.

Sir Topham Hatt: Edward. Here's Percy. Will you show him everything?

Jim Burgin: Percy soon learned what he had to do and they had a happy afternoon. Then Henry came by hissing as usual.

Percy: Wheesh!

Jim Burgin: Henry jumped and ran back to the shed.

Edward: How beautifully you wheeshed him! I can't wheesh like that.

Percy: Oh. That's nothing. You should hear them in the workshop. You have to wheesh loudly to make yourself heard.

Jim Burgin: Next morning, Thomas arrived.

Thomas: Sir Topham Hatt sent to me. I expect he wants help.

Edward: Sh, sh, here he comes.

Sir Topham Hatt: Well done, Thomas, you've been quick. Listen, Henry, Gordon and James are sulking they say they won't shunt like little tank engines, so I have shut them up and I want you both to run the line for a while.

Thomas: Little tank engines indeed. We'll show them.

Sir Topham Hatt: And Percy will help too.

Percy: Oh sir, yes sir, please sir.

Jim Burgin: Edward and Thomas worked the main line greeting each other as they pass by. Percy puffed along the branch line. Thomas was anxious about Annie and Clarabel, but both driver and conductor promise to take Trucke of them. They were fewer trains but the passengers didn't mind. They knew the three other engines were having a lesson. Gordon, James and Henry were cold, lonely and miserable. They wish now they haven't been so silly.

Part 18: Percy Runs Away
Jim Burgin: Henry, James, and Gordon were miserable. They had been shut up for several days for being naughty, and long to be let out again. At last, Sir Topham Hatt arrived.

Sir Topham Hatt: I hope you are sorry. And that you understand that every job on the railway is important. We have a new tank engine called Percy who helps pull coaches and Thomas and Edward have worked the main line nicely, but I will let you out now if you promise to work hard.

Gordon: Yes, sir.

James: We will.

Sir Topham Hatt: That's good, but please remember that this no shunting nonsense must stop.

Jim Burgin: Sir Topham Hatt then told Percy, Edward, and Thomas that they could go and play on the branch line for a few days, and they ran off happily to find Annie and Clarabel at the junction. The two coaches were very pleased to see Thomas again. Edward and Percy played with the freight Troublesome Trucks.

Troublesome Trucks: Stop, stop, stop!

Jim Burgin: they were pushed into their proper sidings. But the two engines laughed and went on shunting till the Troublesome Trucks were tightly arranged. Next, Edward took some empty Troublesome Trucks to the quarry. Percy was left alone. He didn't mind that a bit. He liked watching trains and being cheeky to the other engines.

Percy: Hurry, hurry, hurry!

Jim Burgin: He would call, and they got very cross. After a great deal of shunting, Percy was waiting for the signalman to set the switch so he could get back to the yard. Percy was being rather Truckeless and not paying attention. Edward had warned Percy.

Edward: Be Truckeful on the main line. Whistle to the signalman that you were there.

Jim Burgin: But Percy didn't remember to whistle, and so the busy signalman forgot him. Percy waited and waited. The switch was still against him so he couldn't move. Then, he looked along the main line.

Percy: Peep, peep!

Jim Burgin: He whistled in horror, for rushing straight toward him was Gordon with the express.

Gordon: Ooooooooooohhhhhhhhh! Get out of my way!

(Gordon approaches Percy, who then shuts his eyes and the big engine comes to a frightening halt)

Jim Burgin: Percy opened his eyes. Gordon had stopped with Percy's buffers just a few inches from his own. But Percy had begun to move.

Percy: I won't stay here, I'll run away!

Jim Burgin: He went straight through Edward's station, and was so frightened that he ran right up Gordon's hill without stopping. After that, he was tired, but he couldn't stop. He had no driver to shut off steam and apply the brakes.

Percy: I want to stop! I want to stop!

Jim Burgin: The man in the signalbox saw Percy was in trouble, so he kindly set the switch. Percy puffed wearily onto a nice empty siding, ending in a big bank of earth. He was too tired now to Trucke where he went.

Percy: I want to stop, I want to stop! I have stopped!

Jim Burgin: He puffed thankfully.

Workmen: Never mind, Percy. You shall have a drink and some coal, and then you feel better.

Jim Burgin: Presently, Gordon arrived.

Gordon: Well done, Percy. You started so quickly that you stopped a nasty accident.

Percy: I'm sorry I was cheeky.

Gordon: You were clever to stop.

Jim Burgin: Then Gordon helped pull Percy out from the bank. The two engines are now good friends, but Percy is always most Truckeful when he goes out on the main line.

Part 19: Henry's Special Coal
Jim Burgin: One morning, Henry was feeling very sorry for himself. Sometimes he could pull trains, but sometimes he felt he had no strength at all.

Henry: I suffer dreadfully and no one Truckes.

James: Rubbish, Henry! You don't work hard enough!

Jim Burgin: Sir Topham Hatt spoke to him too.

Sir Topham Hatt: What's wrong with you, Henry? You have had lots of new parts and new paint too, but they've done you no good. If we can't make you better, we must get another engine instead of you to do the work.

Jim Burgin: This made Henry, his driver and fireman very sad. Sir Topham Hatt was waiting when Henry came to the platform. He had taken off his hat and coat and put on overalls. Henry managed to start, but his fireman was not satisfied.

Henry's Fireman: Henry is a bad steamer. I built up his fire, but it doesn't give enough heat.

Jim Burgin: Poor Henry tried very hard, but it was no good. He didn't have enough steam, and came to a stop outside Edward's station.

Henry: Oh dear! I shall have to go away! Oh dear, oh dear!

Jim Burgin: All he could do is to go slowly onto a siding, and Edward took charge of the train. Sir Topham Hatt and the Fireman went on discussing Henry's troubles.

Sir Topham Hatt: What do you think is wrong, fireman?

Henry's Fireman: Excuse me, sir. But the fact is the coal is wrong. We've had a poor lot lately, and today's it's worse. The other engines can manage. They have big fireboxes. Henry's is small and can't make the heat. With Welsh coal, he'd be a different engine.

Sir Topham Hatt: It's expensive. But Henry must have a fair chance. James shall go and fetch them.

Jim Burgin: When the Welsh coal came, Henry's Driver and Fireman were excited.

Henry's Driver and Fireman: Now we'll show them, Henry old fellow.

Jim Burgin: They Truckefully made his fire, putting large lumps of coal like a wall round the outside, then the glowing middle part was covered in smaller lumps.

Henry: You're spoiling my fire.

Jim Burgin: Complained Henry.

Henry's Fireman: Wait and see. We'll have a roaring fire just when we wanted.

Jim Burgin: The fireman was right. When Henry reached the platform, the water was boiling nicely, and he had to let off steam.

Sir Topham Hatt: How are you, Henry?

Henry: (whistles) I feel fine!

Sir Topham Hatt: Have you a good fire, driver?

Henry's Driver: Never better, sir, and plenty of steam.

Sir Topham Hatt: No record breaking. Don't push him too hard.

Henry's Driver: Henry won't need pushing, sir. I'll have to hold him back.

Jim Burgin: Henry had a lovely day. He had never felt so well in his life. He wanted to go fast, but his driver wouldn't let him.

Henry's Driver: Steady old fellow. There's plenty of time.

Jim Burgin: They arrived early at the station. Thomas puffed in.

Henry: Where have you been, lazybones? Oh, I can't wait for dawdling tank engines like you. Goodbye.

Thomas: Whoosh. Have you ever seen anything like it?

Jim Burgin: Both Annie and Clarabel agreed that they never had.

Part 19: The Flying Kipper
Jim Burgin: One winter evening, Henry's driver said...

Henry's Driver: We'll be out early tomorrow. We've got to take the Flying Kipper. Don't tell Gordon, but I think if we pull the Kipper nicely, Sir Topham Hatt will let us pull the express. The special coal they gave you is working well.

Henry: Hooray! That will be lovely.

Jim Burgin: All kinds of ships use the harbor at the big station by the sea. There are passenger ships, Truckgo ships and fishing boats also come here. They unload their fish on the key. Some of it goes to shops in the town, and the rest in a special train to other places far away. This is the train the railway men called the Flying Kipper. Henry was ready at five o,clock. There was snow and frost. Men hustled and shouted loading up the crates of fish. The last door banged, the guard showed his green lamp, and the Flying Kipper was ready to go.

Henry: Come on, come on, don't be silly, don't be silly.

Jim Burgin: The Troublesome Trucks shuttered and groaned.

Troublesome Trucks: Trickety-trock, trickety-trock, all right, all right!

Henry: That's better, that's better.

Jim Burgin: Cloud of smoke and steam poured from his funnel into the cold air, and the fire's light shown brightly.

Henry: Hurry, hurry, hurry!

Jim Burgin: They were going well. The light grew better, signal light shown green as they passed. Then, a yellow signal appeared ahead. His driver prepared to stop, but the home signal was down.

Henry's Driver: All clear, Henry. Away we go.

Jim Burgin: They couldn't know the switches from the main line to a siding were frozen, and a home signal should have been set a danger, but snow had forced it down. A freight train was waited in a siding to let the Flying Kipper past, and a Driver and Fireman were drinking cocoa in the caboose.

Conductor: The Kipper is due.

Fireman: Who Truckes? This is good cocoa.

Jim Burgin: The driver got up.

Driver: Come on, fireman, back to our engine.

Jim Burgin: They got out just in time.

(Henry crashes into the break van and comes off the rails completely)

Jim Burgin: Henry's driver and fireman had jumped clear before the crash, but Henry lay dazed and surprised. Sir Topham Hatt came to see him.

Henry: The signal was down, Sir.

Sir Topham Hatt: Cheer up, Henry. It wasn't your fault. Ice and snow cause the accident. I'm sending you to Crewe, a fine place for sick engines. They'll give you your new shape and a larger firebox. You'll feel a different engine, and you won't need special coal anymore. Won't that be nice?

Henry: Yes, sir.

Jim Burgin: Henry liked being a Crewe, but was glad to come home. A crowd of people waited to see him arrive in his new shape. He looked so splendid and strong that they gave him three cheers.

Henry: (whistles) Thank you very much!

Jim Burgin: I'm sorry to say that a lot of little children were often late for school, because they waited to see Henry go by. They often see him pulling the express. He does it so well that Gordon is jealous. But that's another story.

Part 20: Whistles And Sneezes
Jim Burgin: Gordon was cross.

Gordon: Why should Henry have a new shape? A shape good enough for me is good enough for him. He goes gallivanting off, leaving us to do his work, and comes back saying how happy he feels. It's disgraceful. And there's another thing: Henry whistles too much. No respectable engine ever whistles loudly at stations. It isn't wrong, but we just don't do it.

Jim Burgin: Poor Henry didn't feel happy anymore.

Percy: Never mind. I'm glad you're home again. I like your whistling.

Gordon: Goodbye, Henry. We're glad to have you with us again. But remember what I said.

Jim Burgin: Later, Henry stopped at Edward's station.

Edward: Hello, Henry. You look splendid. I was pleased to hear your happy whistle yesterday.

Henry: Thanks, Edward.

(We hear a screeching noise)

Henry: Shh, shh. Can you hear something?

Edward: It sounds like Gordon. And it ought to be Gordon. But Gordon never whistles like that.

Jim Burgin: It was Gordon. He came rushing down the hill of a tremendous rate. He didn't look at Henry and he didn't look at Edward. He screamed straight through the station and disappeared.

Edward: Well.

Henry: It isn't wrong. But we just don't do it.

Jim Burgin: And he told Edward what Gordon had said. Meanwhile, Gordon screeched along the line. The noise was awful. At the station, everyone covered their ears. Sir Topham Hatt covered his ears too.

Sir Topham Hatt: Take him away! And stop that noise!

Jim Burgin: Gordon puffed sadly away. But he wouldn't stop whistling until two fitters climbed up and knocked his whistle valve in place.

(Two fitters fix Gordon's whistle with progress)

Jim Burgin: That night, Gordon slunked into the shed. He was glad it was empty.

Henry: It isn't wrong. But we just don't do it.

Jim Burgin: No one mentioned whistles. Next morning, Henry was enjoying himself enormously.

Henry: I feel so well, I feel so well.

Coaches: Trickety-trock, trickety-trock.

Jim Burgin: Hummed his coaches. Then he saw some boys on a bridge.

Henry: (whistles) Hello.

(The boys smash the coaches' windows with stones)

Henry: Ohh.

Jim Burgin: The boys didn't wave and take his number. They thought it fun to drop stones on him instead.

Coaches: They've broken our glass, they've broken our glass.

Jim Burgin: The passengers weren't hurt, but they were cross.

Passengers: Call the police!

Henry's Driver: No. Leave it to Henry and me.

Passengers: What will you do? Can you keep a secret?

Henry: Yes, yes.

Henry's Driver: Well then.

Jim Burgin: Said the driver. Henry is going to sneeze at those boys.

Jim Burgin: Lots of people were at the station just before the bridge. They wanted to see what would happen.

Henry's Driver: Henry has plenty of ashes. Please keep all windows shut until we haved passed the bridge. Henry is as excited as we are. Aren't you, old fellow?

Jim Burgin: Henry felt more stuffed up. Soon, they could see the boys. And they all had stones.

Henry's Driver: Are you ready, Henry? Sneeze hard when I tell you. Now.

Henry: Ah-choo!

(Henry sneezes at the boys and they were covered in ashes)

Henry's Driver: Well done, Henry.

Jim Burgin: Henry went home, hoping that next time he saw Gordon and the boys, they would have learned not to be so mean.

Part 21: Toby The Tram Engine
Jim Burgin: Toby is a tram engine. He has cowcatchers and side plates and doesn't look like a steam engine at all. He takes freight Troublesome Trucks from farms and villages to the main line and rings his bell cheerfully to everyone he meets. He has a coach called Henrietta who has seen better days.

Henrietta: It's not fair at all.

Jim Burgin: She grumbles remembering she used to be full and nine Troublesome Trucks would rattle behind her. Now there were only three or four for the farms and factories send their goods mostly by truck. Toby is always Truckeful. The Troublesome Trucks, buses and trucks often have accidents. Toby hasn't had an accident for years. But the buses are crowded and Henrietta is empty. A lady and a stout gentleman stood on Toby's platform. He was of course Sir Topham Hatt. But Toby didn't notice this yet.

Children: Come on, grandfather. Look at this engine.

Sir Topham Hatt: That's a tram engine, Stephen.

Bridget: Is it electric?

Toby: Whoosh!

Stephen: Shh! You've offended him.

Bridget: But trams are electric, aren't they?

Sir Topham Hatt: They are mostly, but this is a steam tram.

Children: May we go in it, grandfather, please?

Sir Topham Hatt: Stop!

Jim Burgin: They all scrambled into Henrietta. Toby was still crossed.

Toby: Electric indeed. Electric indeed.

Jim Burgin: He snorted. He was proud of being a steam tram.

Sir Topham Hatt: What is your name?

Toby: I’m Toby, sir.

Jim Burgin: Thanks again Toby for a very nice ride.

Toby: You’re welcome. This gentleman...

Jim Burgin: He thought.

Toby: ...is a gentleman who knows how to speak to engines.

Jim Burgin: The children came every day for two weeks. Sometimes they rode with the conductor, sometimes in empty Troublesome Trucks. On the last day of all the driver invited them into his cab. All were sorry when they had to go away and Sir Topham Hatt and his family thanked everyone.

Toby: Come again soon.

Children: We will, we will.

Jim Burgin: And they waved till Toby was out of sight. The months passed. Toby had few Troublesome Trucks and fewer passengers.

Driver: Our last day, Toby. The manager says we must close tomorrow.

Jim Burgin: That day, everyone wanted the chance of a last ride. The passengers joked and sang, but Toby and his driver wish they wouldn't.

Passengers: Goodbye, Toby. We're sorry your line was closing down.

Toby: So am I? Nobody wants me.

Jim Burgin: Toby thought and went unhappily to sleep. Next morning, the shed was flung open and old Toby woke with a start to his driver waving a piece of paper at him.

Driver: Wake up, Toby! The mail has just arrived and there's a letter for us from the stout gentleman! Maybe it's good news.

Part 22: Thomas Breaks The Rules
Jim Burgin: There's a line to a quarry at the end of Thomas' branch. It goes for some distance along the road. Thomas was very Truckeful to whistle here in case anyone was coming. Early one morning, a large policeman was sitting close to the line. Thomas liked policemen. He had been a great friend of the officer who had just retired.

Thomas: (whistles) Good morning.

Jim Burgin: Thomas expected that the new officer would be friendly too. But he was sorry to see that he didn't look friendly at all. He was red in the face and very cross.

Policeman: Disgraceful! I didn't sleep a wink last night. It was so quiet, and now engines come whistling suddenly behind me.

Thomas: I'm sorry, sir. I only said good morning.

Jim Burgin: The policeman pointed to Thomas.

Policeman: Where's your cowcatcher?

Thomas: But I don't catch cows, sir.

Policeman: Don't be funny.

Jim Burgin: Snapped the policeman. He looked at Thomas' wheels.

Policeman: No sideplates either.

Jim Burgin: And he wrote in his notebook.

Policeman: Engines going on public roads must have their wheels covered and a cowcatcher in front to protect people and animals from being dragged under the wheels if they stray under the line. You haven't so you are dangerous.

Thomas' driver: Rubbish!

Driver: We've been along here hundreds of times and never had an accident.

Policeman: That makes it worse.

Jim Burgin: The policeman answered. He wrote "Regular Lawbreaker" in his book. Thomas puffed sadly away. Sir Topham Hatt was having breakfast he was eating toast and marmalade. The butler came in.

Butler: Excuse me, sir, you're wanted on the telephone.

Sir Topham Hatt: Bother that telephone!

(Phone chattering)

Sir Topham Hatt: I'm sorry, my dear. Thomas is in trouble with the police and I must go at once.

Jim Burgin: At the station, Thomas' driver told Sir Topham Hatt what had happened.

Sir Topham Hatt: Dangerous to the public indeed. We'll see about that.

Jim Burgin: Sir Topham Hatt spoke to the policeman. But however much he argued with him it was no good.

Policeman: The law is the law. And we can't change it.

Jim Burgin: Sir Topham Hatt felt exhausted.

Sir Topham Hatt: I'm sorry, driver. It's no use arguing with the policeman. We will have to make those cowcatcher things for Thomas I suppose.

Thomas: Everyone will laugh, sir. They say I look like a tram.

Jim Burgin: Sir Topham Hatt stared, then he laughed.

Sir Topham Hatt: (laughing) Well done, Thomas. Why didn't I think of it before? We need a tram engine. When I was on my holiday, I met a nice little engine called Toby. He takes freight Troublesome Trucks from the farms but the trucks have taken over most of his work and he needs a change. He has cowcatchers and sideplates. I'll write to his superintendent at once.

Jim Burgin: A few days later, Toby arrived.

Sir Topham Hatt: That's a good engine. I see you brought your coach Henrietta.

Toby: You don't mind, do you, sir? The stationmaster wanted to use her as a hen house, and that would never do.

Sir Topham Hatt: No indeed. We couldn't allow that.

Jim Burgin: Toby made the silly Troublesome Trucks behave even better than Thomas did.

Policeman: Hey you!

Jim Burgin: At first, Thomas was jealous, but he was so pleased when Toby rang his bell and frightened the policeman, they've been firmed friends ever since.

Part 23: James In A Mess
Jim Burgin: Toby and Henrietta were enjoying their new job on the Island of Sodor, but they do look old fashioned and did need new paint. James was very rude whenever he saw them.

James: Yech! What dirty objects!

Jim Burgin: He would say. At last, Toby lost patience.

Toby: James? Why are you red?

James: I am a splendid engine. Ready for anything. You never see my paint dirty.

Toby: Oh. That's why you once needed bootlaces to be ready I suppose.

Jim Burgin: James went redder than ever and snorted off. It was such an insult to be reminded of how the time a bootlace had been use to mend a hole in his coaches. At the end of the line, James left his coaches and got ready for his next train. It was a slow freight, stopping at every station to pick up and set down Troublesome Trucks. James hated slow freight trains.

James: Dirty Troublesome Trucks from dirty sidings! Yech!

Jim Burgin: Starting an only a few, he picked up more and more Troublesome Trucks at each station till he had a long train. At first, the freight Troublesome Trucks behaved well, but James bumped them so crossly that they were determined to get back at him. Presently, they approached the top of Gordon's Hill. Heavy freight trains halt here to set the brakes. James had an accident with Troublesome Trucks before and should have remembered this.

Driver: Wait James, wait!

Jim Burgin: but James wouldn't wait. He was too busy thinking what he would say to Toby when they next met. The freight Troublesome Trucks' chance had come.

Troublesome Trucks: Hurrah! Hurrah! (They laughed, and banging their buffers they pushed him down the hill.) On, on!

James: I've got to stop, I've got to stop!

Jim Burgin: They thundered through the Station. Disaster lay ahead.

(James crashes into the tar wagons)

Jim Burgin: Something sticky splashed all over James. He had run into two tar wagons, and was black from smokebox to cab. He was more dirty than hurt, but the tar wagons and some Troublesome Trucks were all to pieces. Toby and Percy were sent to help and came as quickly as they could.

Toby: Look here, Percy! Whatever is that dirty object?

Percy: That's James, didn't you know?

Toby: It's James' shape. But James is a splendid red engine and you'll never see his paint dirty.

Jim Burgin: James pretended he hadn't heard. Toby and Percy cleared away the unhurt Troublesome Trucks and help James home. Sir Topham Hatt met them.

Sir Topham Hatt: Well done, Percy and Toby.

Jim Burgin: He turned to James.

Sir Topham Hatt: Fancy letting your Troublesome Trucks run away. I am surprised. You're not fit to be seen. You must be cleaned at once. Toby shall have a new coat of paint.

Toby: Please sir, can Henrietta have one too?

Sir Topham Hatt: Certainly Toby.

Toby: Oh thank you sir. She will pleased.

Jim Burgin: All James could do was watch Toby as he ran off happily with the news.

Part 24: Gordon Takes A Dip
Jim Burgin: Gordon was resting in a siding. Sometimes he thought...

Gordon: It's really tiring to be such a large and splendid engine, one does have to keep up appearance is so.

Henry: (whistles) Hello, lazybones!

Gordon: What cheek! That Henry is too big for his wheels. Fancy speaking to me like that. Me who has never had an accident.

Percy: Aren't jammed whistles and burst safety valves accidents?

Gordon: No indeed. High spirits. Might happen to any engine. But to come off the rails like Henry did. Well, I ask you. Is that right? Is it decent?

Jim Burgin: Then it was Henry's turn to take the express. Gordon watched him getting ready.

Gordon: Be Truckeful, Henry. You're not pulling the Flying Kipper now. Mind you keep on the rails today.

Jim Burgin: Henry went off in a huff, and Gordon yawned and went to sleep. But not for long.

Driver: Wake up, Gordon. A special train's coming and we're to pull it.

Gordon: Is it coaches or freight Troublesome Trucks?

Driver: Troublesome Trucks.

Gordon: Troublesome Trucks. Puh!

Jim Burgin: Gordon's fire was slow to start, so Edward had to push Gordon to the turntable to get him facing the right way.

Gordon: I won't go, I won't go!

Edward: Don't be silly, don't be silly.

Jim Burgin: At last, Gordon was on the turntable. The movement had checken his fire. It was now burning nicely and making steam. Gordon was cross and didn't Trucke what he did. He waited till the table was halfway round.

Gordon: I'll show them, I'll show them.

Jim Burgin: He moved slowly forward to jam the table, but he couldn't stop himself and slithered into a ditch.

Gordon: Oosh! Get me out, get me out!

Driver: Not a hope.

Jim Burgin: Said his driver and fireman.

Fireman: You're stuck, you silly great engine. Don't you understand that?

Jim Burgin: They telephoned Sir Topham Hatt.

Sir Topham Hatt: So Gordon didn't want to take the special train and ran into a ditch? What's that you say? The special's waiting? Tell Edward to take it please. And Gordon? Leave him where he is. We'll get him out later.

Jim Burgin: On the other side of the ditch, some little boys were chattering.

Boy 1: Oh, doesn't he look silly?

Boy 2: They'll never get him out.

Jim Burgin: They began to sing.

Boys: Silly old Gordon fell in a ditch, fell in a ditch, fell in a ditch, silly old Gordon fell in a ditch all on the Monday morning.

Jim Burgin: Gordon lay in the ditch all day.

Gordon: Oh, dear. I shall never get out.

Jim Burgin: But that evening, they lifted Gordon and made a rope of sleepers under his wheels to keep him from the mud. Strong ropes were fastened to his back end, and James and Henry pulling hard, managed to bring him to safety.

(Gordon is pulled to safety, we show a close up of his wheels, and finally a shot of him on the turntable)

Jim Burgin: Late that night, Gordon crawled home, a sadder and wiser engine.

Part 25: Down The Mine
Jim Burgin: One day, Thomas was at the junction when Gordon shuffled in with some freight Troublesome Trucks.

Thomas: Phew! What a funny smell. Can you smell a smell?

Annie: I can't smell a smell.

Thomas: A funny musty sort of smell.

Gordon: No one noticed until you did. It must be yours.

Jim Burgin: Not long ago, he had fallen into a dirty ditch. Thomas enjoyed teasing him about it.

Thomas: Annie, Clarabel, do you know what I think it is? It's ditchwater.

Jim Burgin: Before Gordon could answer, Thomas puffed away. Annie and Clarabel

could hardly believe their ears.

Annie: He's dreadfully rude I feel quite ashamed.

Clarabel: I feel quite ashamed he's dreadfully rude.

Jim Burgin: And to Thomas they said.

Annie and Clarabel: You mustn't be rude, you make us ashamed.

Jim Burgin: But Thomas didn't Trucke a bit.

Thomas: That was funny, that was funny.

Jim Burgin: He chuckled. He felt very pleased with himself. Annie and Clarabel were deeply shocked. They had great respect for Gordon The Big Engine. Thomas left the coaches at the station and went off to a mine for some Troublesome Trucks. Long ago, miners digging for led had made tunnels under the ground. Their roofs are strong enough to hold up Troublesome Trucks but not the weight of engines. A large notice warns them not to enter the area: Danger! Engines must not pass this board.

Thomas: Silly old board.

Jim Burgin: He had often tried to pass it but had never succeeded. But this morning he had made a plan. The fireman went to throw the switch.

Thomas: Now for my plan!

Jim Burgin: Bumping the Troublesome Trucks fiercely he jerked his driver off the footplate and followed them into the siding.

Thomas' Driver: Come back!

(A loud splash is heard as Thomas screams and falls to the mine)

Thomas: Fire and smoke! I'm sunk.

Jim Burgin: And he was.

Thomas: Oh, dear. I am a silly engine.

Sir Topham Hatt: And a very naughty one, too. I saw you!

Thomas: Please get me out. I won't do it again.

Sir Topham Hatt: I'm not sure. We can't lift you out with a crane. The ground's not firm enough. Hmm, let me see. I wonder if Gordon could pull you out.

Thomas: Yes sir.

Jim Burgin: But he didn't want to meet Gordon just yet.

Gordon: Down a mine is he? Ha, ha, ha! What a joke! Boop, boop! Little Thomas, we'll have you out in a couple of puffs.

Jim Burgin: Strong cables were fastened between the two engines.

Sir Topham Hatt: Are you ready? Heave!

(Gordon pulls Thomas out of the mine)

Jim Burgin: It was a lot harder than they all thought. At last Thomas was free.

Thomas: I'm sorry I was cheeky.

Gordon: That's all right, Thomas. You made me laugh. I'm in disgrace.

Thomas: So am I.

Gordon: Why so you are Thomas. Shall we form an alliance. You help me and I help you.

Thomas: Right you are.

Gordon: Good. That's settled.

Jim Burgin: Rumbled Gordon. And buffer to buffer the allies puffed home.

(Gordon and Thomas head home as we end the episode)

Part 26: Thomas' Christmas Party
Jim Burgin: It was Christmas on the Island of Sodor. All the engines were working hard. Thomas and Toby were busy Truckrying people and parcels up and down the branch line. Everyone was happy. Only the coaches Annie and Clarabel were complaining.Annie and Clarabel: It's always the same before Christmas!

Jim Burgin: They groaned.

Annie and Clarabel: We feel so full! We feel so full!

Thomas: Oh, come on! Where's your festive spirit? Christmas day is almost here.

Jim Burgin: By the side of the track was a little cottage with a familiar figure waving to them.

Thomas: It's Mrs. Kyndley! (whistles) Merry Christmas!

Jim Burgin: Thomas always felt better for seeing her.

Thomas: Christmas just wouldn't be Christmas without Mrs. Kyndley.

Jim Burgin: He said to himself. When work was over, Thomas went to see the other engines. All their coats had been polished.

Gordon: Pooh! Just look at us. Your driver will have to work fast to get you as smart as us.

Thomas: Never mind that. I've something important to say. Do you realize it's been a whole year since Mrs. Kyndley saved us from a nasty accident? You remember when she was ill in bed and...Edward: Yes of course.

Edward: You told us how she waved her red dressing gown out of her window to warn you about a landslide ahead.

Percy: And you and Toby gave her presents.

Jim Burgin: Percy joined in.

Percy: And Sir Topham Hatt sent her to the seaside to get better.

James: But...

Henry: The rest of us never thanked her properly.

Thomas: Exactly. So now I think we should all give her a special Christmas party.

Jim Burgin: Everyone was getting very excited and the drivers felt sure that Sir Topham Hatt will agree as indeed he did. The engines were all busy making plans, when silence fell. Sir Topham Hatt had bad news.Sir Topham Hatt: The weather's changed badly. Mrs. Kyndley is snowed up. Toby says he'll help to rescue her. You must help too, Thomas. There's no party unless you do.Jim Burgin: Thomas hated snow, but he said bravely.

Thomas: I'll try, sir. We must rescue her, we must.

Sir Topham Hatt: There's a good engine. You and Toby will manage splendidly.

Jim Burgin: Thomas charged the snowdrifts fiercely. Sometimes he swept them aside, sometimes they stuck fast. And the men had to loosen them. But at the cutting near the cottage, they could go no further.Thomas' Fireman: Look at that!

Jim Burgin: Exclaimed Thomas' fireman.

Thomas: (whistles) Here we are!

Jim Burgin: An answering wave came from an upstairs window. Then they heard a familiar sound.

Thomas: That's Terence the Tractor! He's come to help too!

Jim Burgin: Sure enough, Terence had a snowplough and was working hard to clear a patch to the railroad line to safety. At long last, the rescue was complete. Percy took the tired workmen home. Terence said goodbye to Mrs. Kyndley and promised to take Trucke of her cottage as he watched them all set off. The engines made good time. No more snow had fallen, but the yard was dark. There was no one to be seen. Thomas' heart sank. Suddenly, all the lights went on. What a marvelous site awaited Mrs. Kyndley.

Sir Topham Hatt: Well done! I'm really proud of you all.

Jim Burgin: Mrs. Kyndley especially thanked the smaller engines.

Mrs. Kyndley: Thomas and Toby are old friends. And now Percy, you are my friend too.

Jim Burgin: Percy was very pleased.

Percy: Three cheers for Mrs. Kyndley!

Jim Burgin: He called.

Engines: (whistle) (singing) We wish you a merry Christmas, we wish you a merry Christmas, we wish you a merry Christmas and a happy new year.

Jim Burgin: Thomas the Tank Engine and his friends thought it was the best Christmas ever and Mrs. Kyndley could think of nowhere should rather live than here with them on the Island of Sodor.

Part 27: Double Trouble
Jim Burgin: It was a beautiful morning on the Island of Sodor. Thomas the Tank Engine's blue paint sparkled in a sunshine as he puffed happily along his branch line with Annie and Clarabel. He was feeling very pleased with himself.

Percy: Hello, Thomas. (whistles) You look splendid.

Thomas: Yes indeed. Blue is the only proper color for an engine.

Toby: Oh, I don't know. I like my brown paint.

Percy: I've always been green. I wouldn't want to be any other color either.

Thomas: Well, well, anyway.

Jim Burgin: Huffed Thomas.

Thomas: Blue is the only color for a really useful engine. Anyone knows that.

Jim Burgin: He just grinned at Toby. Later, Thomas was resting when Percy arrived. A large hopper was loading his Troublesome Trucks full of coal. Thomas was still being cheeky.

Thomas: Truckeful. Watch out with those silly Trucks.

Trucks: Go on, go on!

Thomas: And by the way. Those buffers don't look very safe to me.

Jim Burgin: The last load poured down.

Thomas: Help, help!

Jim Burgin: Cried Thomas.

Thomas: Get me out!

Jim Burgin: Percy was worried, but he couldn't help laughing. Thomas' smart blue paint was covered in coal dust from smokebox to bunker.

Percy: Ha, ha! You don't look really useful now, Thomas. You look really disgraceful.

Thomas: I'm NOT disgraceful. You did that on purpose. Get me out!

Jim Burgin: It took so long to clean Thomas that he wasn't in time for his next train. Toby had to take Annie and Clarabel.

Annie: Poor Thomas.

Jim Burgin: They were most upset. Thomas was grumpy in the shed that night. Toby thought thought of a great joke, but Percy was cross with Thomas for thinking he had made his paint dirty on purpose.

Percy: Fancy a really useful blue engine like Thomas becoming a disgrace to Sir Topham Hatt's railway.

Jim Burgin: Next day, Thomas was feeling more cheerful, as he watch Percy bring his Trucks from the junction. The Trucks were heavy and Percy was tired.

Driver: Have a drink. Then you'll feel better.

Jim Burgin: The water column stood at the end of the siding with the unsafe buffers. Suddenly, Percy found that he couldn't stop. The buffers didn't stop him either.

Percy: Ooh! Help!

(Percy falls into the deep coal)

Jim Burgin: The buffers were broken and Percy was wheel deep in coal. It was time for Thomas to leave. He had seen everything.

Thomas: Now Percy has learned his lesson too.

Jim Burgin: He chuckled to himself. That night, the two engines made up their quarrel.

Percy: I didn't cause your accident on purpose, Thomas. You do know that, don't you?

Thomas: Of course. And I'm sorry I teased you. Your green paint look splendid again too. In future, we're both be more Truckeful of coal.

Part 28: A Cow on the Line
Jim Burgin: Edward was getting old. His bearings were worn, and he clanked as he puffed along. He was taking empty cattle Trucks to a market town. The sun shone, birds sang, but Edward was heading for trouble.

Edward: Come on! Come on!

Trucks: Oh! Oh!

Jim Burgin: Edward puffed and clanked, the Trucks rattled and screamed. Some cows were grazing near by. They were not used to trains. The noise and smoke disturbed them. As Edward clanked by, they broke through the fence and ran across the line. A coupling was broken and some Trucks were left behind.

(Cows bleating)

Jim Burgin: Edward felt a jerk, but didn't take much notice. He was used to cattle Trucks.

Edward: Bother those Trucks! Why can't they come quietly?

Jim Burgin: He was at the next station before either he or his driver realized what had happened. When Gordon and Henry heard about the accident, they laughed and boasted.

Gordon: Fancy, allowing cows to break your train! They wouldn't dare do that to us. We'd show them!

Jim Burgin: Old Toby was cross.

Toby: You couldn't help it, Edward. They've never met cows. I have, and I know the trouble they are.

(Edward's whistle toots and puffs away)

Jim Burgin: Some days later, Gordon rushed through Edward's Station.

Gordon: Boop, Boop! Mind the cows! Hurry, Hurry, Hurry!

Coaches: Don't make such a fuss! Don't make such a fuss!

Jim Burgin: A long stretch of line lay ahead. In the distance was a bridge. It seemed to Gordon that there was something on the bridge. His driver thought so too.

Gordon's Driver: Whoa, Gordon!

Gordon: Pooh! It's only a cow! Shoo! Shoo!

Jim Burgin: He moved slowly on to the bridge, but the cow wouldn't "Shoo"! She had lost her calf, and felt lonely.

Cow: Moo!

Jim Burgin: Everyone tried to send her away, but she wouldn't go. Henry arrived.

Henry: What's this? A cow? I'll soon settle her. Be off! Be off!

Cow: Moo!

Jim Burgin: Henry backed away nervously.

Henry: I don't want to hurt her.

Jim Burgin: At the next station, Henry's Conductor told them about the cow, and warned the signalman that the line was blocked.

Porter: That must be Bluebell. Her calf is here, looking for her mother. Percy will take her along.

(Percy's whistle toots)

Jim Burgin: At the bridge, Bluebell was very pleased to her calf again, and the porter led them away.

(Cows bleating)

Henry: Not a word.

Gordon: Keep it secret.

Jim Burgin: They felt rather silly, but the story soon spread.

(Crickets chirping; owl hoots)

Edward: Well, well, well! Two big engines afraid of a cow.

Gordon: Afraid? Rubbish! We didn't want the poor thing to hurt herself by running up against us. We stopped so as not to excite her. You see what I mean, my dear Edward?

Edward: Yes, Gordon.

Jim Burgin: Gordon felt somehow that Edward "saw" only too well.

Part 29: Bertie's Chase
Jim Burgin: One morning, Edward was waiting to pick some passengers from Thomas' train.

Edward: (whistles) We're late! Where is Thomas? He doesn't usually make us wait.

Fireman: Oh dear, what can the matter be? Johnny's so long and...

Driver: Never you mind about Johnny. Just you climb on the cab and look for Thomas. Can you see him?

Fireman: No. There's Bertie Bus in the terriying hurry. No need to bother with him though. Likely, he's on a coach tour of something.

Bertie: Stop, stop! I've got Thomas' passengers!

Jim Burgin: It was no good. Edward was gone.

Bertie: Bother. Bother Thomas' fireman not coming to work today. Why did I promise to help the visitors catch the train?

Driver: That will do, Bertie. A promise is a promise and we must keep it.

Bertie: I'll catch Edward or bust. Oh, my gears and axles!

Jim Burgin: He groaned, toiling up the hill.

Bertie: I'll never be the same bus again. Hooray, hooray! I see him! Oh no! Edward's at the station! No, he stopped at a crossing. Hooray, hooray!

Jim Burgin: Bertie toured down the hill.

Passengers: Well done, Bertie! Go it!

Jim Burgin: Bertie skidded into the yard.

Bertie: Wait, wait!

Jim Burgin: He was just in time to see Edward puffed away.

Bertie: I'm sorry.

Passengers: Never mind. After him quickly. Third time lucky you know. Do you think we'll catch em at the next station, driver?

Driver: There's a good chance. Our road keeps close to the line and we can climb hills better than Edward. I'll just make sure.

Jim Burgin: He spoke to the stationmaster. Bertie and the passengers waited impatiently.

Driver: Yes! We'll do it this time.

Passengers: Hooray!

Coaches: This hill is too steep, this hill is too steep!

Jim Burgin: They reach the top at last and ran smoothly into the station.

Edward: (whistles) Get in quickly please.

Jim Burgin: The conductor blew the whistle and Edward's driver looked back. But the flag didn't wave, Then he heard Bertie. Everything seemed to happen at once, and the stationmaster told the conductor and driver what had happened.

Edward: I'm sorry about the chase, Bertie.

Bertie: My fault. Late at junction. You didn't know about Thomas' passengers.

Edward: (whistles) Goodbye, Bertie! We're off!

Passengers: Three cheers for Bertie!

Jim Burgin: Bertie raced back to tell Thomas that all was well.

Thomas: Thank you, Bertie, for keeping your promise. You're a very good friend indeed.

Part 30: Saved from Scrap
Jim Burgin: Sir Topham Hatt works his engines hard, but they are very proud when he calls them really useful.

Edward: I'm going to the scrapyard today.

Thomas: What? Already? You're not that old.

Jim Burgin: Thomas was only teasing. The scrapyard is full of rusty old parts and machinery. They are broken into pieces, loaded into Trucks and Edward pulls them to the steelworks where they are melted down and used again. Today, there was a surprise waiting for Edward in the yard. It was a traction engine.

Edward: Hello. You're not broken and rusty. What are you doing here?

Trevor: I'm Trevor. They're going to break me up next week.

Edward: What a shame.

Trevor: My driver says I only need some paint, polish and oil to be as good as new, but my owner says I'm old fashioned.

Edward: People say I'm old fashioned, but I don't Trucke. Sir Topham Hatt says I'm a useful engine. What work did you do?

Trevor: My owner would send us from farm to farm. We threshed corn, hauled logs and did lots of other work. The children loved to see us.

Jim Burgin: Trevor shut his eyes, remembering.

Trevor: Oh, yes. I like children.

Jim Burgin: Edward set off for the station.

Edward: Broken up, what a shame. Broken up, what a shame. I must help Trevor, I must.

Jim Burgin: He thought of all his friends who liked engines. But strangely none of them would have room for a traction engine at home.

Edward: It's a shame, it's a shame.

Jim Burgin: He hissed. Then...

Edward: (whistles) Why didn't I think of him before.

Jim Burgin: There on the platform was the very person.

ViTruck: Hello Edward. You look upset. What's the matter Charlie?

Edward’s Driver: There's a traction engine in the scrapyard ViTruck. He'll be broken up next week. Jem Cole says he never drove a better engine.

Edward: Do save him, sir. He saws wood and gives children rides.

ViTruck: We'll see.

Jim Burgin: Jem Cole came on Saturday.

Jem Cole: The reverend is coming to see you, Trevor. Maybe he'll buy you.

Trevor: Do you think he will?

Jem Cole: He will when I've lit your fire and cleaned you up.

Jim Burgin: The ViTruck and his two boys arrived that evening. Trevor hadn't felt so happy for months. He chuffered about the yard.

ViTruck: Show your paces, Trevor.

Jim Burgin: Later he came out of the office, smiling.

ViTruck: I've got him cheap, Jem, cheap.

Jem Cole: Did you hear that Trevor? The reverend's saved you and you'll live at the viTruckage now.

(Trevor whistles)

Jim Burgin: Now Trevor's home was in the ViTruckage Orchard, and he sees Edward every day. His paint is spotless and his brass shines like gold. Trevor likes his work but his happiest day is the church fair. With a wooden seat bolted to his bunker, he chuffers round the orchard giving rides to children. Long afterwards, you will see him shut his eyes, remembering.

Trevor: I like children.

Part 31: Old Iron
Jim Burgin: One day, James had to wait at the station till Edward and his train came in. This made him cross.

James: Late again!

Jim Burgin: Edward laughed and James fumed away. After James had finished his work, he went back to the yard, and puffed on to the turntable. He was still feeling very bad tempered.

James: Edward is impossible! He clanks about like a lot of "old iron" and he is so slow, he makes us wait!

Jim Burgin: Thomas and Percy were indigent.

Percy: "Old iron?!" Slow?!

Thomas: Why, Edward could beat you in a race any day.

James: Really? I should like to see him do it.

Jim Burgin: Next morning, James' driver was suddenly taking ill. He could hardly stand, so the fireman uncoupled James ready for shunting. James was impatient. Suddenly, the signalman shouted. There was James puffing away down the line.

Signalman: All traffic halted!

Jim Burgin: Then he told the fireman what had happened.

Signalman: Two boys were on James' footplate fiddling with the controls.

Fireman: Phew.

Signalman: They tumbled off and ran when James started.

(Phone rings)

Jim Burgin: The signalman answered the telephone.

Signalman: Yes? He's here? Right, I'll tell him. The inspector's coming at once. He wants a shunter's pole and a coil of wire rope.

Fireman: What for?

Jim Burgin: Wondered the fireman.

Signalman: Search me, but you better get them quickly.

Jim Burgin: The fireman was ready when Edward arrived. The inspector saw the pole and a rope.

Inspector: Good man, jump in.

Edward: We'll catch him, we'll catch him.

Jim Burgin: James was laughing.

James: What a lark! What a lark!

Jim Burgin: Suddenly, he was going faster and faster. He realized that he had no driver.

James: What shall I do? I can't stop! Help! Help!

Edward: We're coming, we're coming!

Jim Burgin: Edward was panting up behind with every ounce of steam he had. At last, he caught up with James.

Charlie Sand: Steady, Edward.

Jim Burgin: The inspector stood on Edward's front holding a noose of rope in the crook of the shunter's pole. He was trying to slip it over James' buffer. The engines swayed and lurched. At last...

Inspector: Got him!

Jim Burgin: He pulled the noose tight. Gently braking, Edward's driver checked the engines' speed, and James' fireman scrambled across and took control.

Edward: So the "old iron" caught you after all.

James: I'm sorry. Thank you for saving me. You were splendid, Edward.

Edward: That's all right.

Jim Burgin: The engines arrived at the station side by side. Sir Topham Hatt was waiting.

Sir Topham Hatt: A fine piece of work. James, you can rest, and then take your train. I'm proud of you, Edward. You shall go to the works and have your worn parts mended.

Edward: Oh, thank you, Sir. It'll be lovely not to clank.

Part 32: A New Friend for Thomas
Jim Burgin: Trevor the Traction Engine enjoyed living in the ViTruckage Orchard. Edward came to see him every day, but sometimes Trevor didn't have enough work to do.

Trevor: I do like to keep busy all the time. And I do like company. Especially, children's company.

Edward: Cheer up. Sir Topham Hatt has work for you at his new harbor. I'm to take you to meet Thomas today.

Trevor: Oh. The harbor, the seaside, children. That would be lovely.

Jim Burgin: Thomas was on his way to the harbor with a trainload of metal pilings. They were needed to make the harbor wall firm and safe.

Edward: Hello, Thomas. This is Trevor, a friend of mine. He's a traction engine.

Jim Burgin: Thomas eyed the newcomer doubtfully.

Thomas: A what engine?

Trevor: A traction engine. I run on roads instead of rails. Can you take me to the harbor, please? Sir Topham Hatt has a job for me.

Thomas: Yes, of course.

Jim Burgin: But he was still puzzled. Workmen coupled Trevor's Truck to Thomas' train and soon they were ready to start their journey.

Trevor: I'm glad Sir Topham Hatt needs me. I don't have enough to do sometime you know. Although I can work anywhere. In orchards, on farms, in scrapyards, even at harbors.

Thomas: But you don't run on rails.

Trevor: I'm a traction engine. I don't need rails to be useful. You wait and see.

Jim Burgin: When they reached the harbor, they found everything in confusion. Trucks had been derailed, blocking the line and stone slabs lay everywhere.

Driver: We must get this pilings past. They are essential. Trevor, we need you to drag them round this mess.

Trevor: Just the sort of job I like. Now you'll see, Thomas. I'll soon show you what traction engines can do.

Jim Burgin: Trevor was as good as his work. He dragged the pilings clear with chains and towed them into position.

Trevor: Who needs rails?

Jim Burgin: Later, Thomas brought Annie and Clarabel to visit him. Thomas was most impressed.

Thomas: Now I understand how useful a traction engine can be.

Jim Burgin: The coaches were full of children. Trevor gave them rides to all the harbor. He liked this best of all.

Annie: He's very kind.

Clarabel: He reminds me of Thomas.

Jim Burgin: Everyone was sorry when it was time for Trevor to go. Thomas pulled him to the junction. A small tear came into Trevor's eye. Thomas pretended not to see. He whistled gaily to make Trevor happy.

Thomas: I'll come and see you if I can. The ViTruck will look after you and there's plenty of work for you now at the orchard. But we may need you again at the harbor someday.

Trevor: That would be wonderful.

Jim Burgin: That evening, Trevor stood remembering his new friend Thomas, the harbor, and most of all, the children. Then he went happily to sleep in the shed at the bottom of the orchard.

Part 33: Percy and the Signal
Jim Burgin: Percy works in the yard at the big station. He loves playing jokes, but they can get him into trouble. One morning, he was very cheeky indeed.

Percy: (whistles) Hurry up, Gordon, the train's ready.

Jim Burgin: Gordon thought he was late.

Percy: Ha, ha, ha, ha!

Jim Burgin: Gordon thought how he can pay Percy back for teasing him. Next it was James' turn.

Percy: Stay in the shed today, James. Sir Topham Hatt will come and see you.

James: Ah! Sir Topham Hatt knows I'm a fine engine. He wants me to pull a special train.

Jim Burgin: James' driver and fireman could not make him move. The other engines grumbled dreadfully. They had to do James' work as well as their own. At last, the inspector arrived.

Inspector: Show a wheel, James. You can't stay here all day.

James: Sir Topham Hatt told me to stay here. He sent a message this morning.

Inspector: He did not. How could he? He's away for a week.

James: Oh. Oh, where's Percy?

Jim Burgin: Percy had wisely disappeared. When Sir Topham Hatt came back, he was cross with James and Percy for causing so much trouble. But the very next day, Percy was still being cheeky.

Percy: I say, you engines, I'm to take some Troublesome Trucks to Thomas' junction. Sir Topham Hatt chose me specially. He must know I'm a really useful engine.

James: More likely, he wants you out of the way.

Jim Burgin: Gordon looked across to James. They were going to play a trick on Percy.

Gordon: James and I were just speaking about signals at the junction. We can't be too Truckeful about signals, but then I needn't say that to a really useful engine like you, Percy.

Jim Burgin: Percy felt flattered.

James: We've had spoken about backing signals.

Jim Burgin: Put in James.

James: They need extra special Trucke you know. Would you like me to explain?

Percy: No thank you, James. I know all about signals.

Jim Burgin: Percy was a little worried.

Percy: I wonder what backing signals are. Never mind, I'll manage.

Jim Burgin: He came to a signal.

Percy: Bother, it's a danger.

Jim Burgin: The signal moved to show line cleared. It's arm moved up instead of down. Percy had never been that sort of signal before.

Percy: Down means go and up means stop. So upper still must mean go back. I know. It's one of those backing signals.

Driver: Come on, Percy. Off we go. Stop! You're going the wrong way!

Percy: But it's a backing signal.

Jim Burgin: Percy protested and told him about Gordon and James. The driver laughed and explained.

Percy: Oh, dear. Let's start quickly before they see us.

Jim Burgin: He was too late. Gordon saw everything.

(Percy heads his way back to the sheds)

Jim Burgin: That night, the big engines talked about signals. They thought the subject was funny. Percy thought they were being very silly.

Part 34: Duck Takes Charge
Percy: Do you know what?

Gordon: What?

Percy: Do you know what?

Gordon: Silly! Of course I don't know what. If you don't tell me what what is.

Percy: Sir Topham Hatt says that the work in the yard is too heavy for me. He's getting a bigger engine to help me.

James: Rubbish! Any engine could do it. If you work more and chattered less, this yard would be a sweeter, a better and a happier place.

Jim Burgin: Percy went off to get some coaches.

Percy: That stupid old signal.

Jim Burgin: He thought. He was remembering the time he misunderstood a signal and gone backwards instead of forwards.

Percy: No one listens to me now. They think I'm a silly little engine and order me about. I'll show them, I'll show them.

Jim Burgin: But he didn't know how. By the end of the afternoon, he felt tired and unhappy. He brought some coaches to the station.

Sir Topham Hatt: Hello, Percy. You look tired.

Percy: Yes sir, I am sir. I don't know if I'm standing on my dome or on my wheels.

Sir Topham Hatt: You look the right way up to me. (laughs) Cheer up. The new engine is bigger than you and can properly do the work alone. Would you like to help build my new harbor? Thomas and Toby will help too.

Percy: Oh yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

Jim Burgin: The new engine arrived.

Sir Topham Hatt: What's your name?

Duck: Montague, sir, but I'm usually called "Duck". They say I waddle. I don't really, sir, but I like Duck better than Montague.

Sir Topham Hatt: Good. Duck it shall be. Here, Percy, show Duck around.

Jim Burgin: The two engines went off together. Soon they were very busy. James, Gordon and Henry watched Duck quietly doing his work.

Henry: He seems a simple sort of engine.

James: We'll have some fun and order him about.

Henry, Gordon, James: QUAAAAAAAAAACK! QUAAAAAAAAAAAACK! QUAAAAAAAAAAACK! QUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESH!

Jim Burgin: Smoke billowed everywhere. Percy was cross, but Duck took no notice.

Duck: They'll get tired of it soon. Do they tell you to do things, Percy?

Percy: Yes they do.

Duck: Right. We'll soon stop that nonsense.

Jim Burgin: He whispered something.

Duck: We'll do it later.

Jim Burgin: Sir Topham Hatt was looking forward to hot buttered toast for tea at home. Suddenly, he heard an extraordinary noise.

Henry, Gordon and James: WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESH! (snorting noises)

Sir Topham Hatt: Bother!

Jim Burgin: Duck and Percy calmly sat on the switches outside the shed, refusing to let the engines in. Gordon, James and Henry were furious.

(Gordon, James and Henry blew their whistles loudly)

Sir Topham Hatt: What's that noise!

Gordon: They won't let us in!

Sir Topham Hatt: Duck, explain this behavior.

Duck: Beg pardon, sir, but I'm a Great Western Engine. We do our work without fuss, but begging your pardon, sir. Percy and I will be glad if you like to inform these, um, engines that we only take orders from you.

(James and Gordon blew their whistles loudly)

Sir Topham Hatt: QUIET! Percy and Duck, I am pleased with your work today, but not with your behavior tonight. You have caused a disturbance.

Jim Burgin: Gordon, Henry and James sniggered.

Sir Topham Hatt: As for you. You've been worse. You made a disturbance. Duck is quite right. This is my railway and I give the orders.

Jim Burgin: After Percy went away, Duck was left to manage alone. He did so...easily!

Part 35: Percy Proves A Point
Jim Burgin: Percy worked hard at the new harbor. The workmen needed stone for their building. Toby helped, but sometimes the loads of stone were too heavy, and Percy had to fetch them for himself. Sometimes, he'd see Thomas.

Thomas: Well done, Percy. Sir Topham Hatt is very pleased with us.

Jim Burgin: An airfield was close by. Percy heard the airplane zooming overhead all day. The noise-st of all was a helicopter.

Percy: Silly thing! Why can't and go and buzz somewhere else?

Jim Burgin: One day, Percy stopped at the airfield.

Percy: Hello. Who are you?

Harold: I'm Harold. Who are you?

Percy: I'm Percy. What whirly great arms you've got.

Harold: They're nice arms. I can hover like a bird. Don't you wish you could hover?

Percy: Certainly not. I like my rails, thank you.

Harold: I think railways are slow. They're not much use and quite out of date.

Jim Burgin: He whirled his arms and buzzed away. Percy found Toby at the quarry.

Percy: I say Toby. That Harold, that stuck up whirlybird thing, says I'm slow and out of date. Just let him wait. I'll show him.

Jim Burgin: He collected his Troublesome Trucks and started off still fuming. Soon, they heard a familiar buzzing.

Driver: Percy. There's Harold. He's not far ahead. Let's race him.

Percy: Yes, let's do it.

Jim Burgin: Percy pounded along, the Trucks screamed and swayed.

Driver: Well, I'll be a ding-dong dang!

Jim Burgin: There was Harold. The race was on!

Driver: Go it, Percy! You're ganging!

Jim Burgin: Percy had never been allowed to go fast before. He was having the time of his life.

Percy: Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!

Trucks: We don't want to, we don't want to.

Jim Burgin: They grumbled. It was no use. Percy was bucketing along with flying wheels and Harold was high and alongside. The fireman shoveled for dear life.

Driver: Well done, Percy! We're ganging! We're going ahead! Oh good boy, good boy!

Jim Burgin: A distant signal warned them that the harbor wharf was near.

Percy: (whistles 3 times) Brakes, conductor, please?

Jim Burgin: The driver Truckefully checked the train's headlong speed. They rolled onto the main line, and halted on the wharf.

Percy: Oh dear! I'm sure we've lost.

Jim Burgin: The fireman scrambled to the cab roof.

Fireman: We've won, we've won! Harold's still hovering. He's looking for a place to land. Listen, boys. Here's a song for Percy. (singing) Said Harold the Helicopter to our Percy you are slow. Your railway is out of date and not much used you know, but Percy and his stone Trucks did the trip in record time, and we beat the helicopter on our old branch line.

Jim Burgin: Percy loved it.

Percy: Oh, thank you!

Jim Burgin: He said. He liked the last line best of all, and was a very happy engine.

Part 36: The Runaway
Jim Burgin: Thomas the Tank Engine was ill. Workmen had tried to make him better, but it was no use.

Sir Topham Hatt: Edward must take you to the works.

Jim Burgin: Thomas felt very miserable. Then, Sir Topham Hatt spoke to Duck.

Sir Topham Hatt: I want you to help Percy and Toby while Thomas is away.

Jim Burgin: Duck was delighted. He already knew Percy and soon made friends with Toby and Bertie. Terence the Tractor gave him a big welcome too.

Terence: Take Trucke of Thomas' coaches. He's sure to miss them while he's away.

Jim Burgin: Duck was very gentle with the coaches. Annie and Clarabel were impressed.

Annie and Clarabel: Such nice manners. It really is a pleasure to go out with him.

Jim Burgin: When Thomas came back, Annie and Clarabel told him how well Duck had managed. Thomas was so pleased to be home that he soon forgot to be jealous. The works have left Thomas' handbrake very stiff. It made his brakes seen they were on, when in fact they were not. As a result, he and his coaches often overran the platform. Thomas found this most embarrassing. Gradually, his driver and fireman learned to be extra Truckeful. But one day, Thomas' fireman was ill and a relief man took his place. The fireman had fastened the coupling and joined the driver and stationmaster on the platform to wait for Henry's passengers. The fireman had forgot all about Thomas' handbrake. Thomas simmered happily.

Thomas: Not long now.

Jim Burgin: He thought. As he saw Henry slowly approaching. But Thomas' brakes were not on and suddenly he felt his wheels begin to move. He tried to stop, but he couldn't without his driver and fireman. He tried to whistle a warning, but he couldn't do that either. The Conductor, driver, fireman and passengers were all stranded on the platform.

Annie and Clarabel: Stop! Stop!

Jim Burgin: But Thomas, with plenty of steam, kept on going. The alarm went down the line.

Signalman: Stop the runaway!

Jim Burgin: There ready for action was Harold the Helicopter. The inspector had made a plan and together they took off into the sky. At last Thomas was tiring.

Thomas: I need to stop, I need to stop.

Jim Burgin: As they neared the next station Thomas saw Harold land. They entered the platform slowly enough for the inspector to act. Judging his moment the inspector scrambled into the cab and screwed the brakes on.

(The inspector brakes with all his strength)

Jim Burgin: At last Thomas stopped. Both he and the inspector were very relieved. Then they thanked Harold.

Harold: Think nothing of it. Glad to be at service anytime.

Inspector: Thomas. We must never let this happen again.

Jim Burgin: Wearily, Thomas agreed with him.

Part 37: Percy Takes The Plunge
Jim Burgin: One day, Henry wanted to rest, but Percy was talking to some engines. He was telling them about the time he had brave bad weather to help Thomas.

Percy: It was raining hard. Water swirled under my boiler. I couldn't see where I was going, but I struggled on.

Bill: Oh, Percy, you are brave.

Percy: Well, it wasn't anything really. Water's nothing to an engine with determination.

Ben: Tell us more, Percy.

Henry: What are you engines doing here? This shed is for Sir Topham Hatt's engines. Go away. Silly things.

Percy: They're not silly.

Jim Burgin: Percy had been enjoying himself.

Henry: They are silly and so are you. "Water's nothing to an engine with determination". Huh!

Percy: Anyway. I'm not afraid of water, I like it.

Jim Burgin: He ran off to the harbor singing.

Percy: Once an engine attached to a train, was afraid of a few drops of rain.

Henry: No one ever lets me forget the time I wouldn't come out of the tunnel in case the rain spoiled my paint.

Jim Burgin: Thomas was looking at the board on the key.

Thomas: Danger. We mustn't go pass it. That's orders.

Percy: Why?

Thomas: Danger means falling down something. I went pass danger once, and fell down a mine.

Percy: I can't see a mine.

Jim Burgin: He didn't know that the foundations of the key had sunk. The rails now sloped down into the sea.

Percy: Stupid board.

Jim Burgin: He made a plan. One day, he whispered to the Trucks.

Percy: Will you give me a bump when we get to the key?

Jim Burgin: The Trucks had never asked to bump an engine before. They giggled and chattered about it.

Percy: Driver doesn't know my plan.

Trucks: On, on, on!

Jim Burgin: Percy thought they were helping.

Percy: I'll pretend to stop at the station, but the Trucks will push me pass the board. Then I'll make them stop. I can do that wherever I like.

Jim Burgin: Every wise engine knows that you cannot trust Troublesome Trucks.

Trucks: Go on, go on!

Percy: Ow!

Jim Burgin: Percy was frantic.

Percy: That's enough!

(Percy falls into the water)

Jim Burgin: Percy was sunk.

Sir Topham Hatt: You are a very disobedient engine.

Jim Burgin: Percy knew that voice.

Percy: Please, sir, get me out, sir, I'm truly sorry, sir.

Sir Topham Hatt: No, Percy, we cannot do that till high tide. I hope it will teach you to take Trucke of yourself.

Percy: Yes, sir.

Jim Burgin: It was dark when they brought floating cranes to rescue Percy. He was too cold and stiff to move by himself.

(Percy is lifted onto a flatbed)

Jim Burgin: Next day, he was sent to the works on Henry's freight train.

Henry: Well, well, well! Did you like the water?

Percy: No.

Henry: I am surprised. You need more determination, Percy. "Water's nothing to an engine with determination" you know. Perhaps you will like it better next time.

Jim Burgin: Percy is quite determined that there won't be a next time.

Part 38: Pop Goes the Diesel
Jim Burgin: Duck is very proud of being Great Western. He talks endlessly about it, but he works hard too, and makes everything go like clockwork. It was a splendid day. The Trucks and coaches behaved well.

[Whistle blows]

Jim Burgin: The passengers even stopped grumbling.

[Whistle blows]

Jim Burgin: But the engines didn't like having to bustle about.

Duck: "There are two ways of doing things," "The Great Western Way, or the wrong way. I'm Great Western and--"

Henry, Gordon and James: "Don't we know it!"

Jim Burgin: The engines were glad when a visitor came. He purred smoothly towards them. Sir Topham Hatt introduced him.

Sir Topham Hatt: "Here is Diesel. I have agreed to give him a trial. He needs to learn. Please teach him, Duck."

Diesel: "Good morning,"

Jim Burgin: Purred Diesel in an oily voice.

Diesel: "Pleased to meet you, Duck. Is that James and Henry and Gordon too?"

[Whistle blows]

Diesel: "I am delighted to meet such famous engines."

Jim Burgin: The silly engines were flattered.

Engines: "He has very good manners," "We're pleased to have him in our yard."

Jim Burgin: Duck had his doubts.

Duck: "Come on,"

Jim Burgin: Diesel purred after him.

Diesel: "Your worthy Top--"

Duck: "Sir Topham Hatt, to you,"

Jim Burgin: Diesel looked hurt.

Diesel: "Your worthy Sir Topham Hatt thinks I need to learn. He is mistaken. We diesels don't need to learn. We know everything. We come to a yard and improve it. We are revolutionary."

Duck: "Oh," "If you're revo--revo-thing-amy, perhaps you would collect my Trucks while I fetch Gordon's coaches."

Jim Burgin: Diesel, delighted to show off, purred away.

[Whistle blowing]

Jim Burgin: When Duck returned, Diesel was trying to take some Trucks from a siding. They were old and empty. They'd not been touched for a long time. Diesel found them hard to move. Pull! Push! Backwards! Forwards!

Trucks: "Oh! Oh!" "We can't! We won't!"

Jim Burgin: Duck watched with interest. Diesel lost patience.

Diesel: "Grrrrrrr,"

Jim Burgin: The Trucks jerked forward.

Trucks: "Oh!" "We can't! We won't!"

Jim Burgin: Some of their brakes snapped and the gear jammed in the sleepers.

Diesel: [Growls]

Duck: "Ho, ho, ho!"

Jim Burgin: Diesel recovered and try to push the Trucks back, but they wouldn't move. Duck ran quietly around to collect the other Trucks.

Duck: "Thank you for arranging these, Diesel. I must go now."

Diesel: "Don't you want this lot?"

Duck: "No, thank you." "And I've taken all this trouble? Why didn't you tell me?"

Duck: "You never asked me. Besides," "You were having such fun being re-whatever it was you said. Goodbye!"

Diesel: [Growls]

Jim Burgin: Diesel had to help the workmen clear the mess. He hated it. All the Trucks were laughing and singing at him.

Trucks: ♪ Trucks are waiting in the yard, tackling them with ease'll, ♪ ♪ "Show the world what I can do," gaily boasts the Diesel ♪ ♪ In and out he creeps about, like a big black weasel ♪ ♪ When he pulls the wrong Trucks out, "Pop!" goes the Diesel ♪

Diesel: "Grrrr,"

Part 39: Diesel's Devious Deed
Jim Burgin: Diesel the new engine was sulking.

Troublesome Trucks: Trucks are waiting in the yard...

Jim Burgin: The Troublesome Trucks would not stop singing rudely at him.

Troublesome Trucks: "Show the world what I can do", gaily boasts the Diesel. In and out he creeps about like a big black weasel...

Jim Burgin: Duck was horrified.

Troublesome Trucks: When he pulls the wrong trucks out...

Duck: Shut up!

Jim Burgin: He ordered, and bumped them hard.

Troublesome Trucks: Pop Goes the Diesel!

Duck: I'm sorry our Trucks were rude to you, Diesel.

Jim Burgin: Diesel was still furious.

Diesel: It's all your fault! You made them laugh at me!

Henry: Nonsense. Duck would never do that. We engines have our differences, but we never talked about them to the Trucks. That would be des...des...

Gordon: Disgraceful.

James: Disgusting.

Henry: Despicable.

Jim Burgin: Diesel hated Duck. He wanted him to be sent away, so he made a plan. He was going to tell lies about Duck. Next day, he spoke to the Trucks.

Diesel: I see you like jokes. You made a good joke about me yesterday. I laughed and laughed. Duck told me one about Gordon. I'll whisper it. Don't tell Gordon I told you.

Jim Burgin: And he sniggered away.

Troublesome Trucks: (chuckling) Gordon will be cross with Duck when he knows. Let's tell him and get back at Duck for bumping us.

Jim Burgin: They laughed rudely at the engines as they went by. Soon Gordon, Henry, and James found out why.

Gordon: Disgraceful.

James: Disgusting.

Henry: Despicable.

Henry: We cannot allow it.

Jim Burgin: They consulted together.

Henry: Yes. He did it to us, we'll do it to him and see how he likes it.

Jim Burgin: Duck was tired out. The Trucks had been cheeky and troublesome. He wanted a rest in the shed. The three engines barred his way.

(Gordon, James and Henry wheesh steam with fury, causing Duck to get dazed)

James: Keep out!

Duck: Stop fooling. I'm tired.

James: So are we.

Gordon: We're tired of you. We like Diesel. We don't like you.

Henry: You tell tales about us to the Trucks.

Duck: No, I don't!

Gordon, and Henry: Yes, You do!

Duck: No, I don't!

James: Yes, You do!

Jim Burgin: Sir Topham Hatt came to stop the noise.

Gordon: Duck called me a "Galloping Sausage"!

James: "Rusty Red Scrap Iron"!

Henry: I'm "Old Square Wheels"!

Sir Topham Hatt: Well, Duck?

Jim Burgin: Duck considered.

Duck: I only wish sir. That I thought of those names myself. If the dome fits...

Sir Topham Hatt: (clearing throat)

Gordon, James and Henry: He made Trucks laugh at us.

Jim Burgin: Accused the engines. Sir Topham Hatt recovered. He been trying not to laugh himself.

Sir Topham Hatt: Did you, Duck?

Duck: Certainly not, Sir. No steam engine will be as mean as that.

Jim Burgin: Diesel lurked up.

Sir Topham Hatt: Now, Diesel, you heard what Duck said.

Diesel: I can't understand it, Sir, to think that Duck of all engines. I'm dreadfully grieved, Sir, but know nothing.

Sir Topham Hatt: I see.

Jim Burgin: Diesel squirmed and hoped he didn't.

Sir Topham Hatt: I'm sorry, Duck, but you must go to Edward's station for a while. I know he'll be glad to see you.

Duck: As you wish, Sir.

Jim Burgin: Duck trundled sadly away, while Diesel smirked with triumph.

Part 40: A Close Shave For Duck
Jim Burgin: Duck the Great Western Engine puffed sadly to Edward's station.

Duck: It's not fair. Diesel has been telling lies about me and made Sir Topham Hatt and all the engines think I'm horrid.

Edward: I know you aren't, and so does Sir Topham Hatt. You wait and see. Why don't you help me with these Trucks?

Jim Burgin: Duck felt happier with Edward, and set to work at once. The Trucks were silly, heavy and noisy. The two engines have to work hard pushing and pulling all afternoon. At last, they reached the top of the hill.

Duck: Goodbye!

Jim Burgin: Duck love coasting down the hill, running easily with the wind whistling past. Suddenly...It was the conductor's warning whistle.

Troublesome Trucks: Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! We've broken away, we've broken away! Chase him, bump him, throw him off the rails!

Duck's Driver: Hurry, Duck, hurry!

Jim Burgin: They raced through Edward's station, but the Trucks were catching up.

Duck's Driver: As fast as we can, then they'll catch us gradually.

Jim Burgin: The driver was gaining control.

Duck's Driver: Another clear mile and we'll do it. Oh, glory, look at that!

Jim Burgin: James was just pulling out on they're line through the station ahead. Any minute, there could be a crash.

Duck's Driver: It's up to you now, Duck.

Jim Burgin: Duck put every ounce of wait and steam against the Trucks.

Duck: It's too late!

Jim Burgin: He veered into a siding where a barber had set up shop. He was shaving a customer.

(Duck screams and crashes into the barber shop)

Jim Burgin: The silly Trucks had knocked their conductor off his van, and left him far behind after he had whistled a warning. But the Trucks didn't Trucke. They were feeling very pleased with themselves.

Duck: Beg pardon, Sir. Excuse my intrusion.

Barber: No, I won't. You frightened my customers! I'll teach you!

Jim Burgin: And he lathered Duck's face all other. Poor Duck! Thomas was helping to pull the Trucks away when Sir Topham Hatt arrived.

Barber: I do not like engines popping through my walls.

Sir Topham Hatt: I appreciate your feelings. But you must know that this engine and his crew had prevented a serious accident. It was a very close shave.

Barber: Oh. Excuse me.

Jim Burgin: He filled a basin of water to wash Duck's face.

Barber: I'm sorry. I didn't know you were been a brave engine.

Duck: That's all right, Sir. I didn't know that either.

Sir Topham Hatt: You were very brave indeed. I'm proud of you.

Jim Burgin: Sir Topham Hatt watched the rescue operation, then he had more news to Duck.

Sir Topham Hatt: And when you are properly washed and mended, you are coming home.

Duck: Home, sir? Do you mean the yard?

Sir Topham Hatt: Of course.

Duck: But, sir, they don't like me. They like Diesel.

Sir Topham Hatt: Not now. I never believed Diesel, so I sent him packing. The engines were sorry and want you back.

(Engines whistling)

Jim Burgin: A few days later, when he came home, there was a really rousing welcome for Duck the Great Western Engine.

Part 41: Better Late Than Never
Jim Burgin: The engines were finding life difficult. Workmen were mending the Viaduct on the Main Line. The arches needed strengthening. Sir Topham Hatt did not want to close the railway while the work was done and so repairs took a longtime. The engines had to take great Trucke when crossing the Viaduct and the delay often made them late on their journey to the junction where they knew Thomas would be ready to collect his passengers. Thomas grew crosser and crosser.

Thomas: Time's time. Why should I keep my passengers waiting while Henry and James dawdle about all day on viaducts?

Henry: Don't blame me. If we hurry to cross the Viaduct, it might collapsed, and then you'd have no passengers at all. What would you do then?

Thomas: Run my train on time for one thing.

Jim Burgin: He hurried away before Henry could answer. Bertie was impatient too. He was timed to arrive just after Thomas. His passengers found that, instead of going straight from the bus to their train, they were kept waiting till Thomas arrived. Soon Bertie grew cross with Thomas.

Bertie: Late again!

Jim Burgin: He remarked as Thomas panted wearily in.

Bertie: We may be friends, but I thought you could go fast, Thomas. It's time we had another race. I reckon I can beat you now.

Jim Burgin: Thomas let off steam loudly.

Thomas: Rubbish! It's those Main Line Engines. They dither about on the Viaduct, and they blamed Sir Topham Hatt's workmen. It's just an excuse for laziness if you ask me.

Jim Burgin: One day, James was later than ever at the junction.

James: I'm sorry, Thomas. I was held up at the station, and the Viaduct made it worse.

Thomas: It's lucky for you I'm a guaranteed connection.

Jim Burgin: Before James could answer, he puffed importantly away.

Thomas: Come along, come along!

Jim Burgin: Annie and Clarabel did their best but Thomas soon found that he couldn't save much time. Suddenly, Thomas saw Bertie ahead. His radiator was steaming.

Thomas: What's the matter? You should be at the station by now. You're late.

Bertie: I feel dreadful. All upset inside and driver says he can't make me better. Thank goodness you're late too. Can you take my passengers please? They'll never get home otherwise.

Thomas: Of course.

Jim Burgin: He now felt sorry for Bertie, and promised to get help at the next station. Thomas set off again already he felt much more cheerful and Bertie's passengers, traveling in Annie and Clarabel all reached home safely. When Bertie was better he came to thank Thomas.

Bertie: I'm sorry I teased you about being late.

Thomas: That's all right. I'm glad I can help. There are times when being late isn't such a bad thing after all.

Jim Burgin: For the last cheerful greeting, the two friends went back to work.

(Bertie's horn honks and Thomas' whistle toots)

Part 42: Donald and Douglas
Jim Burgin: Donald and Douglas are twins and have arrived from Scotland to help Sir Topham Hatt, but only one engine had been expected. The Twins meant well, but did cause confusion. Sir Topham Hatt had given them numbers: Donald 9 and Douglas 10, but he was still planning to send one engine home. There was a brake van in the yard that had taken a dislike to Douglas. Things always went wrong when he had to take it out. His trains were late, and he was blamed. Douglas began to worry. Donald, his twin, was angry.

Donald: You're a muckled nuisance. It's to leave you behind I'd be wanting.

Brake Van: You can't. I'm essential.

Donald: Och, are you?

Jim Burgin: Donald burst out.

Donald: You're nothing but a screech and a noise when all is said and done. Spite Dougie, would ya? Take that!

Brake Van: Oh! Ooh!

Donald: There's more coming should ya misbehave.

Jim Burgin: The van behaved better after that. Until one day, Donald had an accident. The rails were slippery. He couldn't stop in time. Donald wasn't hurt, but Sir Topham Hatt was most annoyed.

Sir Topham Hatt: I am disappointed, Donald. I didn't expect such clumsiness from you. I have decided to send Douglas back and keep you.

Donald: I'm sorry, sir.

Sir Topham Hatt: I should think so, too. You have upset my arrangements. Now, James will have to help with the goods work while you have your tender mended. James won't like that.

Jim Burgin: Sir Topham Hatt was right. James grumbled dreadfully about extra work.

Douglas: Anyone would think. That Donald had had his accident on purpose. I heard tale about an engine and some tar wagons.

James: Stop it! It's not funny!

Jim Burgin: He didn't like to be reminded of his own accident.

Douglas: Well, well, well. Surely, James, it wasn't you. You didn't say!

Jim Burgin: James didn't say. He slouched sulkily away.

Brake Van: James is cross.

Jim Burgin: Snickered the spiteful brake van.

Brake Van: We'll try to make him crosser still.

Troublesome Trucks: Hold back.

Jim Burgin: James did his best, but he was exhausted when they reached Edward's station. Luckily, Douglas was there.

James: Help me up the hill, please! These Troublesome Trucks are playing tricks.

Douglas: We'll show them.

Jim Burgin: Slowly, but surely, the snorting engines forced the Troublesome Trucks up the hill, but James was losing steam.

James: I can't do it! I can't do it!

Douglas: Leave it to me!

Jim Burgin: The conductor was anxious.

Conductor: Go steady. The van's breaking!

Jim Burgin: The van was in pieces. No one had been hurt and soon Edward came to clear the mess. Sir Topham Hatt was on board.

Sir Topham Hatt: I might have known it would be Douglas.

Edward: Douglas was grand, Sir. James had no steam left, but Douglas worked hard enough for three. I heard him from my yard.

Sir Topham Hatt: Two would have been enough. I want to be fair, Douglas, but I don't know. I really don't know.

Jim Burgin: Sir Topham Hatt was making up his mind about which engine to send away, but that's another story.

Part 43: The Deputation
Jim Burgin: Snow came early to the Island of Sodor. It was heavier than usual. Most engines hate snow. Donald and Douglas were used to it. Coupled back to back with the van between their tenders and a snowplough in their fronts, they set to work. They puffed backwards and forward patrolling the line. Generally, the snow slipped away fiercely, but sometimes they found deeper drifts. Presently, they came to a drift which was larger than most. They charged it, and were just backing for another try when...

Henry: Help, help!

Douglas: Losh sakes, Donald! It's Henry! Don't worry yourself, Henry! Wait a while! We'll have you out!

Jim Burgin: Henry was very grateful. He saw all was not well. The twins were looking glum. They told him Sir Topham Hatt was making a decision.

Donald: He'll send us away for sure.

Percy: It's a shame.

Gordon: A lot of nonsense about a broken signal box.

Jim Burgin: Grumbled Gordon.

James: That spiteful brake van, too. Good riddance. That's what I say.

Henry: The twins were splendid in the snow. It isn't fair.

Jim Burgin: They all agreed that something must be done, but none knew what. Percy decided to talk to Edward about it.

Edward: What you need... ...is a deputation.

Jim Burgin: He explained what that was. Percy ran back quickly.

Percy: Edward says we need a depostation.

Gordon: Of course. The question is...

Henry: What is a desperation?

Percy: It's when engines tell Sir Topham Hatt something's wrong.

Duck: Did you say tell Sir Topham Hatt?

Jim Burgin: There was a long silence.

Gordon: I propose that Percy be our...um...disputation.

Percy: Me?! I can't!

Henry: Rubbish, Percy. It's easy.

Gordon: That's settled then.

Jim Burgin: Poor Percy wished it wasn't.

Sir Topham Hatt: Hello, Percy. It's nice to be back.

Jim Burgin: Percy jumped.

Percy: Uh, yes, sir, please, sir.

Sir Topham Hatt: You look nervous, Percy. What's the matter?

Percy: Please, sir, they made me a desperation, sir, to speak to you sir. I don't like it, sir.

Jim Burgin: Sir Topham Hatt pondered.

Sir Topham Hatt: Do you mean a deputation, Percy?

Percy: Yes, sir, please, sir. It's Donald and Douglas. They say, sir, that if you send them away, sir, well, they'll be turned to scrap, sir. That would be dreadful, sir. Please, sir, don't send them away.

Sir Topham Hatt: Thank you, Percy. That will do.

Jim Burgin: Later, Sir Topham Hatt spoke to the engines.

Sir Topham Hatt: I had a deputation. I understand your feelings and I give a lot of thought to the matter. Donald and Douglas, I hear that your work in the snow was good. You shall have a new coat of paint.

Jim Burgin: The twins were surprised.

Donald: Thank you, sir.

Sir Topham Hatt: But your names will be painted on you. We'll have no more mistakes.

Douglas: Thank you, sir. Uh, does this mean that the both of us?

Jim Burgin: Sir Topham Hatt smiled.

Sir Topham Hatt: It means...

Jim Burgin: But the rest of his speech was drowned in a delighted chorus of cheers and whistles. The twins were here to stay.

(Engines whistling)

Part 44: Thomas Comes To Breakfast
(Thomas' whistle toots)

Jim Burgin: Thomas the Tank Engine has worked his branch line for many years, and knows it very well.

(Thomas arrives at the station)

Thomas' Driver: You know just where to stop, Thomas. (laughs) You could almost manage it without me.

Jim Burgin: Thomas had become conceded. He didn't realize his driver was joking. Later, he boasted to the others.

Thomas: Driver says I don't need him now.

Percy: Don't be so daft.

Toby: I never go without my driver. I'd be frightened.

Thomas: Pooh! I'm not sTrucked.

Toby: You never dare.

Thomas: I would then. You'll see.

Jim Burgin: The next day the firelighter came. Thomas drowsed comfortably as the warmth spread into his boiler. Percy and Toby were still asleep. Thomas suddenly remembered.

Thomas: Silly stick-in-the-muds! I'll show them! Driver says I can manage without him. I'll just go out and then I'll stop and "wheesh!" That'll make them jump.

Jim Burgin: Thomas thought he was being clever and really he was only moving because a Truckeless cleaner had medal with his controls. He soon found his mistake. He tried to "wheesh!", but he couldn't. He tried to stop, but he couldn't. He just kept rolling along. He didn't dare what it look what's coming next. There was the stationmaster's house! The stationmaster was about to have breakfast.

Thomas: (gasp) Horrors! AAAAAAAAAAAH!

(Thomas crashes into the stationmaster's house)

Jim Burgin: The house rocked, broken glass tinkled, plaster was everywhere. Thomas had collected a bush on his travels. He peered into the room through its leaves. He couldn't speak. The stationmaster was furious. His wife picked up her plate.

Stationmaster's Wife: You miserable engine! Just look what you've done to our breakfast! Now I shall have to cook some more!

Jim Burgin: She banged the door. More plaster fell. This time, it fell on Thomas. Thomas felt depressed. Workmen propped up the house with strong poles and laid rails through the garden. Then, the Scottish twin engines, Donald and Douglas arrived.

Donald and Douglas: Dinna fash yourself, Thomas. We'll soon have you back on the rails.

(Donald and Douglas begin to rescue Thomas)

Jim Burgin: Donald and Douglas, puffing hard, managed to haul Thomas back to safety. Bits of fencing, the bush, and a broken window frame festooned his front, which was badly twisted. The twins laughed and left him. Thomas was in disgrace. There was worse to come.

Sir Topham Hatt: You're in a lot of trouble, Thomas.

Thomas: I know, sir. I'm sorry, sir.

Jim Burgin: Thomas' voice was muffled behind his bush.

Sir Topham Hatt: You must go to the works and have your front mended. It will be a long job.

Thomas: Yes, sir.

Sir Topham Hatt: Meanwhile, a diesel railTruck will do your work.

Thomas: A d-d-d-diesel, sir?

Sir Topham Hatt: Yes, Thomas. Diesels always stay in their sheds 'til they are wanted. Diesels never gallivant off to breakfast in Stationmasters' houses.

Part 45: Daisy
Jim Burgin: Percy and Toby were worried. Thomas' recent accident had caused a great deal of trouble, and Sir Topham Hatt was waiting for them with important news.

Sir Topham Hatt: Here is Daisy the Diesel Rail-Truck, who has come to help while Thomas is...indisposed.

Percy: Please, sir, will she go when Thomas comes back, sir?

Sir Topham Hatt: That depends. Meanwhile, however long she stays, I hope you will both make her welcome and comfortable.

Percy and Toby: Yes, sir, we'll try, sir.

Sir Topham Hatt: Good. Run along now and show her the shed. She will want a rest after her journey.

Jim Burgin: Daisy was not easy to pleased. She shuddered at the engine shed.

Daisy: This is dreadfully smelly. I'm highly sprung, and anything smelly is bad for my swerves.

Jim Burgin: Next, they tried the Truckriage shed.

Daisy: This is better. But whatever is that rubbish?

Jim Burgin: The rubbish turned out to be Annie, Clarabel and Henrietta who were most offended.

Annie: We won't stay here to be insulted.

Jim Burgin: Percy and Toby had to take them away and spend half the night soothing their hurt feelings.

(Percy and Toby take Annie, Clarabel and Henrietta away)

Jim Burgin: The engines woke next morning feeling exhausted. Daisy, on the other hand, felt bright and cheerful.

Daisy: Oooh! Oooh!

Jim Burgin: She tooted, as she came out of the yard and back to the station.

Daisy: Look at me. I'm the latest diesel, highly sprung and right up to date. You won't need Thomas' bumpy old Annie and Clarabel now.

Jim Burgin: The passengers waited for Daisy to start, but she didn't. She saw that a milk van was about to be coupled to her and was most indignant.

Daisy: Do they except me to pull that?

Daisy's Driver: Surely. You can pull one van.

Daisy: I won't. Percy can do it. He loves messing about with Troublesome Trucks.

Jim Burgin: She began to shudder violently.

Daisy's Driver: Nonsense. Come on now, back down.

Jim Burgin: Daisy lurched backwards. She was so cross that she blew a fuse.

Daisy: Told you.

Jim Burgin: Everyone argued with her but it was no use.

Daisy: It's fitter's orders.

Passengers: What is?

Daisy: My fitter's a very nice man. He comes every week and exams me Truckefully. Daisy, he says, never never pull. You're highly sprung and pulling is bad for your swerves. So that's how it is.

Stationmaster: Stuff and nonsense.

Shunter: I can't understand. Whatever made Sir Topham Hatt send us such a feeble...

Daisy: Feeble? Feeble?! Let me...

Passengers: Stop arguing! We're late already.

Jim Burgin: So they uncoupled the van, and Daisy purred away feeling very pleased with herself. She can now enjoyed her journey.

Daisy: That's a good story. I'll do just what work I choose, and no more.

Jim Burgin: But she said it to herself.

Part 46: Percy's Predicament
Jim Burgin: Daisy the Diesel Rail-Truck's work in the countryside was full of surprises. But she was frightened to bulls and cows, and she remained very lazy and stubborn. One day, Toby brought Henrietta to the station where Percy was grumbly shunting.

Toby: Hello Percy. I see Daisy's left the milk van behind again.

Percy: I'll have to make a special journey with it I suppose. Anyone would think I've nothing to do.

Toby: Tell you what? I'll take the milk, you fetch my Troublesome Trucks.

Jim Burgin: Their drivers and stationmaster agreed. Percy had never been to the quarry before. He began ordering the Troublesome Trucks about.

Percy: Hurry along.

Jim Burgin: The Troublesome Trucks grumbled to each other.

Trucks: This is Toby's place! Percy's got no right to poke his funnel in here and pushed us around.

Jim Burgin: They whispered and passed the word.

Trucks: Pay Percy back! Pay Percy back!

Percy: Come along. No nonsense.

Trucks: We'll give him nonsense.

Jim Burgin: But they followed so quietly that Percy thought they were under control. Suddenly, they saw a notice ahead: All Trains Stop To Pin Down Brakes.

Percy: (Percy's whistle toots) Brakes, Conductor, please!

Jim Burgin: But before he could check them the Troublesome Trucks surged ahead.

Trucks: On! On!

Percy: Help! Help!

Jim Burgin: The man on duty at the crossing rushed to warn traffic with his red flag but was too late to switch Percy to the runaway sidings. Frantically trying to grip the rails Percy slid into the yard.

Percy: (Percy's whistle toots again) Look out!

(Percy crashes into the break van)

Jim Burgin: The break van was in smithereens. Percy's driver and fireman had jumped clear but Percy was stranded. Next day, Sir Topham Hatt arrived. Toby and Daisy had helped to clear the wreckage but Percy remained on his perch of Troublesome Trucks.

Sir Topham Hatt: We must now try. To run a branch line with Toby and a diesel. You have put us in an awkward predicament, Percy.

Percy: I am sorry, sir.

Sir Topham Hatt: You must stay here till we are ready. And you really must be more Truckeful with Troublesome Trucks.

Jim Burgin: (Percy sighes) The Troublesome Trucks groaned beneath his wheels. He quite understood about awkward predicaments. Sir Topham Hatt spoke severely to Daisy too.

Sir Topham Hatt: My engines work hard. I send lazy engines away.

Jim Burgin: Daisy was ashamed.

Sir Topham Hatt: However, Toby says you worked hard after Percy's accident. So you shall have another chance.

Daisy: Thank you, sir. I will work hard. Toby says he'll help me.

Sir Topham Hatt: Excellent. What Toby doesn't know about branch line problems isn't worth knowing. But our Toby's an experienced engine.

Jim Burgin: Next day, Thomas came back, and Percy was sent to be mended. Annie and Clarabel were delighted to see Thomas again and he took them to a run at once. All were now friends, and Toby has taught Daisy a great deal. She shooed a cow the other day all by herself. That shows you, doesn't it?

Part 47: The Diseasel
Jim Burgin: Bill and Ben are tank engine twins. Each has four wheels, a tiny chimney and dome, and a small squat cab. Their Troublesome Trucks are filled with China Clay. It is needed for pottery, paper, paint and many other things. The Twins are now kept busy pushing and pulling the Trucks for engines on the Main Line and for ships in the harbor. One morning, they arranged some Trucks and went away for more.

(The Troublesome Trucks disappear)

Jim Burgin: They returned to find them all gone. The Twins were most surprised. Their drivers examined a patch of oil.

Drivers: That's Diesel.

Bill: It's a what'll?

Ben: A diseasel, I think. There's a notice about them in our shed.

Bill: Coughs and sneezles spread diseaels.

Ben: You had a cough in your smokebox yesterday. It's your fault the diseasel came.

Bill: It isn't!

Ben: It is!

Drivers: Stop arguing, you two. Let's go and rescue our Troublesome Trucks.

Jim Burgin: Bill and Ben were horrified.

Bill and Ben: But the diseasel will magic us away like the Troublesome Trucks.

Drivers: He won't magic us. We're more likely magic him. Listen, he doesn't know you're twins. So we'll take away your names and numbers and then this is what we'll do.

Jim Burgin: Puffing hard, the Twins set off on their journey to find the diesel. They were looking forward to playing tricks on him. Creeping into the yard, they found the diesel on a siding with missing Trucks. Ben hid behind, but Bill went bodily alongside.

(Bill passes the Troublesome Trucks and stops next to BoCo)

Jim Burgin: The diesel looked up.

BoCo: Do you mind?

Bill: Yes. I do. I want my Trucks back.

BoCo: These are mine. Go away.

Jim Burgin: Bill pretended not to be frightened.

Bill: You're a big bully. You'll be sorry.

Jim Burgin: He ran back and hid behind the Trucks on the other side. Ben now came forward.

Ben: Truck stealer!

Jim Burgin: He ran away too. Bill took his place.

(Bill and Ben begin to taunt BoCo several times)

Jim Burgin: This went on and on 'til the diesel's eyes nearly popped out.

BoCo: Stop! You're making me giddy.

Jim Burgin: The two engines gazed at him.

BoCo: Are there two of you?

Bill: Yes, we're twins.

BoCo: I might have known it.

Jim Burgin: Just then, Edward bustled up.

Edward: Bill and Ben, why are you playing here?

Bill: We're not playing.

Ben: We're rescuing our Trucks. Even you don't take our Trucks without asking, but this diseasel did.

Edward: There's no cause to be rude. This engine is a Metropolitan Vickers, diesel electric type 2.

Jim Burgin: The Twins were most impressed.

Bill: We're sorry, mister...er...

BoCo: Never mind. Call me BoCo. I'm sorry I didn't understand about the Trucks.

Edward: That's all right then. Now off you go, Bill and Ben. Fetch BoCo's Trucks, then you take this lot.

Edward: There's no real harm in them. But they're maddening at times.

Jim Burgin: BoCo chuckled.

BoCo: Maddening... ...is the word.

Part 48: Wrong Road
Jim Burgin: Thomas' branch line is important and so is Edward's. But their tracks and bridges are not so strong as those on the main line. Sir Topham Hatt does not allow the heavier main line engines like Gordon to run on them. But one day, the way Gordon was talking, you would've have thought Sir Topham Hatt had given this order for quite another reason.

Gordon: It's not fair!

Edward: What isn't fair?

Gordon: Letting branch line diesels pull main line trains.

Edward: Never mind Gordon. I'm sure BoCo will let you pull his Troublesome Trucks sometimes.

Gordon: I wont pull BoCo's dirty Trucks. I won’t run on branch lines.

Edward: Why not? It would be a nice change.

Gordon: Sir Topham Hatt would never approve. Branch lines are vulgar.

Jim Burgin: Gordon puffed away. Edward chuckled and followed him to the station. Every evening the two engines pulled two fast trains from the station. Gordon always leaves first with an express for the main line. Edward follows five minutes later with his train for the branch line. Usually everything runs like clockwork. But tonight there was trouble. A lady in a green floppy hat was saying goodbye to her friend. It was nearly time for Gordon to start. The fireman looked back towards the conductor's van and saw something green waving.

Gordon's Fireman: Right away, mate!

Jim Burgin: He thought the conductor had waved his flag. Gordon started, leaving luggage, his passengers and the conductor all standing on the platform. Everyone was very surprised and cross. To make matters worse, by the time Gordon had been stopped and brought back, Edward was already late with his train. So now, he set off first. But the signalman at the junction wasn't told about the change. By mistake, he sent Edward along the main line. Gordon was sent along the branch, and arrived cold and cross on 1 of the sidings near the harbor. Next morning, Bill and Ben peeped into the yard. There were no Trucks for them but they didn't mind that. Teasing Gordon will be much better fun.

Bill: What's that?

Ben: Shush! It's Gordon.

Bill: It looks like Gordon, but it can't be. Gordon never comes on the branch lines. He thinks them vulgar.

Jim Burgin: Gordon pretended he hadn't heard them.

Ben: If it isn't Gordon. It's just a pile of Old Iron.

Bill: Which we better take it to the scrapyard.

Ben: No Bill, this lots useless for scrap, we'll take it to the harbor and dump it in the sea.

Jim Burgin: Gordon was alarmed.

Gordon: I am Gordon. Stop, stop!

Jim Burgin: When BoCo suddenly arrived, Gordon thought him the most beautiful sight he had ever been.

Gordon: BoCo, my dear engine, save me.

Jim Burgin: BoCo quickly sized up the situation and threatened to take away the Trucks he brought for Bill and Ben. This made the twins behave at once. Gordon thought BoCo was wonderful.

Gordon: Those little demons. How do you do it?

BoCo: Ah well. It's just a knack.

Jim Burgin: Gordon still believed that BoCo saved his life. But he knows the twins are only teasing. Don't we?

Part 49: Edward's Exploit
Jim Burgin: Bertie the Bus was giving some visitors a tour of the Island of Sodor. It was their last afternoon, and Edward was preparing to take them to meet Bill and Ben. He found it hard to start the heavy train.

Henry: Did you see him straining?

James: Positively painful.

Gordon: Just pathetic. He should give up and be preserved before it's too late.

Duck: Shut up!

Jim Burgin: Burst out Duck.

Duck: You're all jealous. Edward's better than any of you.

BoCo: You're right, Duck. Edward's old, but he'll surprised us all.

Edward: I've done it, we're off! I've done it, we're off!

Jim Burgin: Bill and Ben were delighted to see the visitors. They loved being photographed. Later, they took the party to the China Clay Works in the break van special.

(Bill and Ben take the visitors to their home)

Jim Burgin: Everyone had a splendid time, and the visitors were most impressed. Then, Edward took the visitors home. On the way, the weather changed. Wind and rain buffered in Edward. His sanding gear failed, and his fireman rode in front dropping sand on the rails by hand. Suddenly, Edward's wheels slipped fiercely and with a shrieking crack...

(Snap!)

Jim Burgin: ...something broke. The crew inspected the damage. Repairs took some time.

Driver: One of your crank pins broke, Edward? We've taken your side rods off. Now you're like an old fashioned engine. Can you get these people home? They must start back tonight?

Edward: I'll try, sir.

Jim Burgin: Edward puffed and pulled his hardest. But his wheels kept slipping, and he couldn't start the heavy train. The passengers were anxious. The driver, fireman and conductor went along the train, making adjustments between the coaches.

Driver: We've loosened the couplings, Edward. Now you can pick up your coaches one by one, just as you do with Troublesome Trucks.

Edward: That'll be much easier. Come on!

Jim Burgin: He puffed, and moved cautiously forward. The first coach moving helped to start the second and the second helped the third.

Edward: I've done it, I've done it!

Driver: Steady, boy. Well done, boy! You've got them, you've got them!

Jim Burgin: And he listened happily to Edward's steady beat, as he forced slowly but surely ahead. At last, battered, wearily, but unbeaten, Edward steamed in. Henry was waiting for the visitors with the special train.

(Edward's whistle toots)

Jim Burgin: Sir Topham Hatt angrily pointed to the clock, but excited passengers cheered and thanked Edward, his driver and fireman. Duck and BoCo saw to it that Edward was left in peace. Gordon and James remained respectfully silent.

Part 50: Percy's Ghost Train
(Owl hooting twice)

(Ghost whistle blows)

Percy: And every year on the date of the accident, it runs again as a warning to others, plunging into the gap, shrieking like a lost soul.

Thomas: Percy what are you talking about?

Percy: The ghost train. Driver saw it last night.

Thomas and Toby: Where?

Percy: He didn't say, oh it makes my wheels wobble to think of it.

Thomas: Pooh! You're just a silly little engine. I'm not sTrucked.

Percy: Thomas didn't believe in your ghost.

Jim Burgin: His driver laughed.

Percy's Driver: Neither do I. It was only a pretend ghost story.

Jim Burgin: Percy was disappointed. That evening, he came back from the harbor. Percy knew where he was, even in the dark.

Percy: Crowe's Farm Crossing. We shan't be long now.

Jim Burgin: He liked running at night. The rails hummed and the signal light shown green. But a broken Trucktload of lime lay ahead. Sam the Farmer had just gone for help.

(Percy's whistle toots and a loud crash is heard as he hits the Truckt)

Jim Burgin: Percy broke the Truckt to smithereens. Lime flew everywhere. He puffed quickly to the nearest signal box. Percy's driver explained what had happened.

Signalman: I'll see to it. But you'd better clean Percy, or people will think he's a ghost.

Percy: Do let's pretend I'm a ghost and sTrucke Thomas. That'll teach him to see I'm a silly little engine.

Jim Burgin: Toby promised to help.

(Toby leaves Percy and heads back to the sheds)

Jim Burgin: Thomas was being oiled up for his evening train.

Toby: Percy's had an accident!

Thomas: Poor engine. Botheration! That means I'll be late!

Toby: They've cleared the line for you, but there's something worse.

Thomas: Out with it, Toby, I can't wait all evening.

Toby: I've just seen something. It looked like Percy's ghost. It said it was coming here to warn us.

Thomas: Pooh! Who Truckes? Don't be frightened, Toby. I'll take Trucke of you.

(We can hear Percy's whistle and a loud brake sound)

Percy: (ghostly voice) (His whistle toots 6 times) Let me in, let me in!

Toby: No, no! Not by the smoke on my chimney chim, chim!

Percy: (ghostly voice) I'll chuff and I'll puff and I'll break your door in!

(The doors open and reveal Percy all along)

Thomas: Oh dear! It's getting late. Oh, I had no idea. Oh, I must find Annie and Clarabel.

Jim Burgin: It was morning when Thomas returned.

Toby: Where have you been?

Thomas: Ah well. I knew you be sad about Percy, and I didn't like to intrude. I slept in the freight shed and...

(Percy's whistle is heard again, along with a ghostly one)

Thomas: Oh, sorry, can't stop. Got to see a coach about a train.

Jim Burgin: Percy was none the worse for his adventure, and was still enjoying himself enormously. He had heard everything.

Percy: Well, well, well! What do you know about that?

Toby: Anyone would think... ...that our Thomas was just seen a ghost!

(Percy shrieks and whistles loudly.)

Mike O Donnell & Kids: See how the night sky glows,

See the light from the night train,

The fire glow from the night train.

On down the line he blows...

Woooooo-oooooo!!!

On down the line he blows.

All through the night he goes.

Hear the sound of the night train,

The chugga-chug-chugg of the night train.

Hear how his whistle blows...

Woooooo-oooooo!!!

Hear how his whistle blows.

Pulling, heaving, big engine breathing.

Pistons pushing side by side.

Driver checking, gauging, peering,

Fireman stoking by his side.

On down the line they go.

Fast track for the mail train,

Clear away for the post train.

Non-stop all night they go...

Woooooo-oooooo!!!

Non-stop all night they go.

See how the night sky glows.

Clear ahead for the night train,

Green light for the night train.

On down the track he blows...

Woooooo-oooooo!!!

On down the track he blows.

Dawn is breaking, sleepy town waking.

Children waving, watch him go.

Freight trains, milk trains,

Boat trains waiting,

Stand aside to let him go.

There in the morning glow

The sunlight on the night train,

Silhouettes the night train.

On down the line he blows...

Woooooo-oooooo!!!

There in the morning glow.

On down the line he blows

Hear the sound of the night train,

The chugga-chug-chugg of the night train.

Hear how his whistle blows...

Woooooo-oooooo!!!

Hear how his whistle blows.

On down the line he blows,

On down the line he blows.

Into the mines we go

We're a little bit sTrucked but

Now we're together

Together here we go (Woooo woooo!)

Together here we go

When you are all alone

The mine seems so sTrucky

Dark, dark and so sTrucky

Friendship will light the way (Woooo woooo!)

Friendship will light the way

Thomas leading, Percy shaking

Thomas bravely leads the way

Percy's nervous but he knows

With Thomas he will be okay

When you are all alone

The mine seems so sTrucky

Dark, dark and so sTrucky

Friendship will light the way (Woooo woooo!)

Friendship will light the way

Friendship will light the way.

Part 51: Woolly Bear
Jim Burgin: In the summer, the work crews cut the long grass along the tracks raking it into heaps to dry in the sun. At this time of year, Percy stops where they have been cutting. The men load up his empty wagons and he pulls them to the station.

(Percy leaves with the loaded Trucks)

Jim Burgin: Toby then takes them to the hills for the farmers to feed their stock.

(Toby also leaves with the same load)

Percy: Wheesh!

Jim Burgin: Percy gave a ghostly whistle.

Percy: Don't be frightened, Thomas. It's only me!

Thomas: Your ugly fizz is enough to frighten anyone. You're like...

Percy: Ugly indeed. I'm...

Thomas: ...green caterpillar with red stripes. You crawl like one too.

Percy: I don't!

Thomas: Who's been late every afternoon this week?

Percy: It's the hay.

Thomas: I can't help that. Time's time, and Sir Topham Hatt relies on me to keep it. I can't if you crawl in the hay till all hours.

Percy: "Green caterpillar" indeed. Everyone says I'm handsome, or at least nearly anyone. Anyway, my curves are better than Thomas' corners. Thomas says I'm always late. I'm never late, or at least only a few minutes. What's that to Thomas? He can always catch up time further on.

Jim Burgin: All the same, he and his driver decided to start home early. Then came trouble.

(The crate of treacle appears held by a crane it falls down and lands on Percy with a loud Wham!)

Jim Burgin: A crate of treacle was upset all over Percy. Percy was cross. He was still sticky when he puffed away. The wind was blowing fiercely.

Percy's Driver: Look at that!

Jim Burgin: The wind caught the piled hay, tossing it up and over the track. The line climbed here.

Percy's Driver: Take a run at it, Percy.

Jim Burgin: Percy gathered speed. But the hay made the rails slippery and his wheels wouldn't grip. Time after time he stalled with spinning wheels and had to wait until the line ahead was cleared before he could start again. Everyone was waiting. Thomas seethed impatiently.

Thomas: Ten minutes late. I warned him. Passengers will complain and Sir Topham Hatt...

Jim Burgin: Then they all saw Percy. They laughed and shouted.

(Passengers laughing)

Percy: Sorry I'm late.

Thomas: Look what's crawled out of the hay!

Percy: What's wrong?

Thomas: Talk about hairy caterpillars. It's worth been late to have seen you.

Jim Burgin: When Percy got home, his driver showed him what he looked like in the mirror.

(Percy gets shocked in the mirror)

Percy: Bust my buffers! No wonder they all laughed. I'm just look like a woolly bear. Please clean me before Toby comes.

Jim Burgin: But it was no good. Thomas told Toby all about it.

(Workmen are seen clearing the hay out of Percy)

Jim Burgin: Instead of talking about sensible things like playing ghosts, Thomas and Toby made jokes about "woolly bear" caterpillars, and other creatures which crawled about in hay. They laughed a lot, but Percy thought they were really being very silly indeed!

Part 52: Thomas and The Missing Christmas Tree
Jim Burgin: It was two days before Christmas. Many children were expected on the Island of Sodor. All the engines were busy with the final preparations. Sir Topham Hatt wanted this year's Truckol party to be an extra special celebration. Sir Topham Hatt was now waiting impatiently for Thomas.

Sir Topham Hatt: Quickly now. Our Christmas tree has arrived just in time. I want you to fetch it, Thomas. Duck can look after Annie and Clarabel until you get back.

Thomas: Will we be able to sing Truckols too?

Sir Topham Hatt: We'll see.

Thomas: It would be nice to sing Truckols again.

Jim Burgin: Thomas collected the tree safely but large snowdrifts lay ahead.

Thomas: I mustn't be late. Sir Topham Hatt is relying on me.

Jim Burgin: Thomas tried to move. But he couldn't. There was worse to come. Thomas was snowed undered. Meanwhile the other engines waited and waited. They were grumbling about Thomas for being late.

Sir Topham Hatt: Silence! Thomas left the works safely, but snow had brought the telephone lines down. We must assume he is stranded.

Jim Burgin: The engines now felt sorry for Thomas, and cold but confident the twins set off to the rescue. Suddenly, they came to a drift that was deeper than the rest.

Thomas: Help!

Donald: Hush! I can hear something.

Douglas: Probably the wind.

Thomas: Help!

Donald: No listen.

Thomas: Over here!

Douglas: Oh, it's Thomas. Come on the poor wee engine must be frozen to the frames in there.

Jim Burgin: When the workmen arrived, it took some time to decide how to dig away the heavy drifts of snow. Thomas' driver and fireman, who had taken shelter at a nearby cottage, joined the rescue. At last, Thomas and the precious Christmas tree were free from the snowdrift. (Thomas Shakes The Snow Off) Then they set off once more to finish their long journey. Sir Topham Hatt greeted them warmly.

Sir Topham Hatt: As a reward for all your hard work, you may go and enjoy the Truckols. Be quick now.

Jim Burgin: At the big station, all were soon ready.

Sir Topham Hatt: One, Two, Three!

Jim Burgin: Suddenly like magic the station was flooded with lights.

Sir Topham Hatt: Ladies and gentlemen and children, I give you three cheers for Thomas the Tank Engine and all his friends who had made this occasion possible.

Jim Burgin: Then there was a familiar whirring sound. Percy and Toby smiled, they knew who it was. With landing lights shining brightly, Harold the Helicopter touched down gently in the snow. Bringing the greatest surprise of all, Santa Claus. Everyone cheered and the party began.

Thomas: It's no fun getting stuck in the snow. But it was worth it for this party. Happy holiday, Percy. Happy holiday, everyone.

(Wipe back to the seafood restaurant)

Jim Burgin: Then there was a familiar whirring sound. Percy and Toby smiled, they knew who it was. With landing lights shining brightly, Harold the Helicopter touched down gently in the snow. Bringing the greatest surprise of all, Santa Claus. Everyone cheered and the party began.

Allison: So did he get really useful?

Jim Burgin: Shouldn't you be looking out for your tow truck?

Allison: Yeah yeah yeah, that can wait. Did Thomas get really useful?

Jim Burgin: Well, Thomas celebrated Christmas, Just like a Really Useful Engine.

Scott Smalls: That's Thomas!

Allison: But did Thomas the Train celebrate Christmas after being useful? You know, It's Percy?

Part 53: A STruckf for Percy
Jim Burgin: It was a cold winter's morning on the Island of Sodor. The wind was bitter and the ground hard with frost. Thomas and Percy were cold and cross.

(Fade to a cold winter's morning on the Island of Sodor. The wind was bitter and the ground hard with frost, and It happened to know where Thomas and Percy would be.)

Thomas: All I want is a warm boiler. Firelighter knows that. He's late.

Percy: He's not late. This weather woke us up early.

Jim Burgin: Gusts of wind swirled round the shed, tossing flakes of snow towards Thomas. Then they swooshed round Percy too.

Percy: Why don't we talk about something else?

Thomas: Yes. Like how silly we'll look when our funnels turn into icicles.

Percy: That's not funny. Maybe we'll stop feeling cold if we talk about warm things, like sunshine and steam.

Thomas: And firefighters.

Percy: STruckves!

Thomas: STruckves? (laughs) That's what you need, Percy. A woolly sTruckf round your funnel.

Jim Burgin: Thomas was only teasing, but Percy thought happily about sTruckves until the firelighter came. Sir Topham Hatt was enjoying hot porridge for breakfast. He was looking forward to taking important visitors on a tour of the railway, and had pressed his special trousers.

Sir Topham Hatt: I shall put them in my trunk.

Jim Burgin: Sir Topham Hatt said to his wife.

Sir Topham Hatt: And change into them just before the photographs are taken.

Jim Burgin: Then he set off to catch his train. Percy was now working hard. His fire was burning nicely, and he had plenty of steam, but he still thought about sTruckves. He saw them everywhere he went.

Percy: My funnel's cold! My funnel's cold! I want a sTruckf! I want a sTruckf!

Henry: Rubbish Percy! Engines don't wear sTruckves.

Percy: Engines with proper funnels do. You've only got a small one.

Jim Burgin: Before Henry could answer, Percy puffed away. Henry snorted. He was looking forward to pulling the special train. It was time for the photographs. Everyone was excited. Sir Topham Hatt was waiting on the platform for his trousers. They were in a trunk amongst a big load of baggage. The porters were taking the baggage trolley across the line. They were walking backwards to see that nothing fell off. Percy was still being cheeky. His driver always shut off steam just outside the station. Percy wanted to surprise the coaches by coming in as quietly was he could. But the porters didn't hear him either. Percy gave them such a fright that boxes and bags burst everywhere.

(Sir Topham Hatt and the passengers watch in shock as a box, some trousers and the hat go flying)

Percy: Oh!

(The crate falls on top of Percy, covering him, Sir Topham Hatt and all the passengers completely)

Jim Burgin: Sticky streams of jam trickled down Percy's face. A top hat hung on his lamp iron. Worst of all, a pair of trousers coiled lovingly round his funnel. Everyone was very angry. Sir Topham Hatt seized the top hat.

Sir Topham Hatt: Mine! Percy look at this!

Percy: Yes sir. I am sir.

Sir Topham Hatt: My best trousers too.

Percy: Yes sir. Please sir.

Sir Topham Hatt: We must pay the passengers for their spoiled clothes, and my trousers are ruined. I hope this will teach you not to play tricks with the coaches.

Jim Burgin: Percy went off to the yard. He felt very silly. On the way he met James.

James: Hello Percy. So you found a sTruckf, eh? But legs go in trousers, not funnels!

Jim Burgin: And he puffed off to tell Henry the news. That evening, Thomas and Percy were resting in the shed. Percy's driver has taken away the trousers and gave Percy a good rubdown.

Thomas: Firelighter's promised to come early tomorrow.

Jim Burgin: Henry arrived. He'd enjoyed taking the visitors around and now he felt sorry for Percy too.

Henry: Driver says the weather will be warmer tomorrow. You won't need a sTruckf, Percy.

Percy: Certainly not! Engines don't need sTruckves. Engines need warm boilers. Everyone knows that!

Part 54: Percy's Promise
Jim Burgin: Every summer, the Island of Sodor is very busy. Holidaymakers love to sight see. When the weather is fine, there's no better place to visit. Some people like to go to the mountains. Others like the valleys. Children love the seaside. One morning, Thomas was puffing along the line that runs by the coast. His two coaches Annie and Clarabel were packed with children going to the beach. Everyone was happy. Percy was taking some Troublesome Trucks to the Harbor.

Percy: Hello, Thomas. You look cheerful. I wish I can take children today instead of Troublesome Trucks.

Thomas: They're the viTruck's Sunday school. I'm busy this evening, but the stationmaster says I can ask you to take the children home.

Percy: Of course I will.

Jim Burgin: Later, Percy saw Harold.

Harold: Sorry, Percy. Can't talk. I'm on high alert.

Percy: Why?

Harold: Bad weather's due. My help's always needed. Mind how you go, Percy.

Percy: Huh! As long I've got rails to run on, I can go anywhere in weather, anyhow. Goodbye.

Edward: Be Truckeful. There's a storm coming.

Percy: A promise is a promise. No matter what the weather.

Jim Burgin: The children had a lovely day, but by teatime, dark clouds loomed ahead. Annie and Clarabel were glad when Percy arrived. He was just in time. The rain streamed down Percy's boiler.

Percy: Ugh!

Jim Burgin: He shivered and thought of his nice dry shed. Percy struggled on past coastal villages and into the countryside. The river was rising fast.

Percy: I wish I could see, I wish I could see!

Jim Burgin: More trouble lay ahead.

(Percy falls into the water and inside him, the fire gets sloshed)

Percy: Oh! The water is sloshing my fire!

Jim Burgin: Percy's driver and fireman had to find some more firewood.

Fireman: I'll have some of your floorboards, please!

Conductor: I only swept the floor this morning!

Jim Burgin: Soon, Percy's fire was burning well. He felt warm and comfortable again. Then he saw Harold.

Percy: Oh dear! Harold's come to laugh at me!

Jim Burgin: Something thudded onto Percy's boiler.

Percy: Ow! He needn't throw things.

Driver: It's a parachute! (laughing) Harold's dropping hot drinks for us.

Percy: Thank you, Harold!

Harold: Good to be at service.

Jim Burgin: The water lapped Percy's wheels. Percy was losing steam again, but he plunged bravely on.

Percy: I promised. I promised.

Jim Burgin: He made one more big effort, and at last exhausted by triumphant, he brought the train home.

Thomas: Well done, Percy! You kept your promise, despite everything!

Jim Burgin: Sir Topham Hatt arrived in Harold. First, he thanked the men, then Percy.

Sir Topham Hatt: Harold told me you were uh a wizard. He said he can beat you at somethings, but not a been on submarine. I don't know what you two get up to sometimes, but I do know that you're a really useful engine.

Percy: Oh sir.

Part 55: Time for Trouble
Jim Burgin: The Island of Sodor had many visitors, and Sir Topham Hatt had scheduled more trains. Gordon the Big Engine had to work harder than ever before.

Gordon: Come on. Come on, come on, come on. The passengers rely on me to be on time.

Jim Burgin: Whenever Gordon finished one journey it was time for another to begin.

(The conductor blows his whistle)

Gordon: Never mind. I like a long run to stretch my wheels.

Jim Burgin: Even so, Sir Topham Hatt decided that Gordon needed a rest.

Sir Topham Hatt: James shall do your work.

Jim Burgin: James was delighted. He liked to show off his smart red paint and was determined to be as fast as Gordon.

James: You know, little Toby. I'm an important engine. Everyone knows it. I'm as regular as clockwork. Never late, always on time, that's me.

Toby: Says you.

Jim Burgin: Just then, Sir Topham Hatt arrived.

Sir Topham Hatt: Your parts are worn Toby, so you must go to the works to be mended.

Toby: Can I take Henrietta, sir?

Sir Topham Hatt: No. What would the passengers do without her?

Jim Burgin: Toby saw Percy by the water tower.

Percy: Don't worry Toby. I'll take Trucke of Henrietta until you get back.

Jim Burgin: Soon Toby was out on the Main Line. He clanked as he trundled along. He's a little engine with small wheels. His tanks don't hold much water. He had come a long way and began to feel thirsty. In the distance was a signal.

Toby: Good. There's a station ahead. I can have a nice drink and a rest until James has passed.

Jim Burgin: Toby was enjoying his drink when the signalman came up. He had never seen Toby before. Toby's driver tried to explain but the new signalman wouldn't listen.

Signalman: We must clear the line for James with the express. You'll had to get more water at the next station.

Jim Burgin: Hurrying used a lot of water and his tanks were soon empty. Poor Toby was out of steam and stranded on the Main Line.

Toby's Fireman: We must warn James.

Jim Burgin: Then he saw Percy and Henrietta.

Toby's Fireman: Please, take me back to the station. It's an emergency.

Jim Burgin: Henrietta hated leaving Toby.

Percy: Never mind. You're taking the fireman to warn James. That's a big help.

Jim Burgin: Henrietta felt much better. James was fuming when he heard the news.

James: I'm going to be late.

Signalman: My fault. I didn't understand about Toby.

James' Driver: Now James. You'll have to push Toby.

James: What me?! Me?! Push Toby and pull my train too?!

Jim Burgin: He came up behind Toby and gave him a bump.

James: Get on you!

Jim Burgin: James had to work very hard. When he reached the works station he felt exhausted. Some children were on the platform.

Boy: Coo! The express is late and it's got two engines. I think James couldn't pull it on his own so Toby had to help him.

Toby: Never mind, James. (whispers) They're only joking.

James: Huh!

Jim Burgin: Toby just smiled.

Part 56: Gordon and The Famous Visitor
Jim Burgin: It was an important day in the yard. Everyone was excited, making notes and taking photographs. A special visitor had arrived, and was now the center of attention.

Thomas: Who's that?

Duck: That... ...is a celebrity.

Percy: A what?

Jim Burgin: Asked Percy.

Duck: A celebrity is a very famous engine. Driver says we can talk to him soon.

Thomas: Oh. He's probably too famous to even notice us.

Jim Burgin: Just then, Gordon arrived.

Gordon: Puh! Who Truckes? A lot of fuss about nothing, if you ask me.

Jim Burgin: And he steamed away. Later that night, the engines found that the visitor wasn't conceited at all. He enjoyed talking to the engines, till' long after the stars came out. He left early next morning. Gordon was still complaining.

Gordon: Good riddance. Chattering all night. Who is he, anyway?

Thomas: Duck told you. He's famous.

Gordon: As famous as me? Nonsense.

Thomas: He's famous-or than you. He went One hundred miles an hour before you were thought of.

Gordon: Puh! So he says. But I didn't like his looks. He's got no dome. Never trust dome-less engines. They're not respectable. I never boast, but I'd say that a hundred miles an hour would be easy for me. Goodbye.

Jim Burgin: Duck took some Troublesome Trucks to Edward's station.

Edward: Hello. That famous engine came through this morning. He whistled to me. Wasn't he kind?

Duck: He's the finest engine in the world.

Jim Burgin: Then he told Edward what Gordon had said.

Edward: Take no notice. He's just jealous. He thinks no engine should be famous but him. Look, he's coming now.

Jim Burgin: Gordon was running very fast. His wheels pounded the rails.

Gordon: He did it, I'll do it. He did it, I'll do it!

Jim Burgin: Gordon's train rocketed past, and was gone.

Duck: He'll knock himself to bits!

Jim Burgin: Gordon's driver eased him off.

Gordon's Driver: Steady, Gordon. We aren't running a race.

Gordon: We are, then.

Jim Burgin: but he said it to himself. Suddenly, Gordon began to feel a little strange.

Gordon: The top of my boiler seems funny. It feels as if something is loose! I'd better go slower.

Jim Burgin: But it was too late. On the viaduct, they met the wind. It was a teasing wind that blew suddenly at hard puffs. Gordon thought it wanted to push him off the bridge.

Gordon: No, you don't!

Jim Burgin: But the wind had other ideas. It curled round his boiler, crept under his loose dome, and lifted off and away into the valley below.

(The dome falls into the water)

Jim Burgin: Gordon was most uncomfortable. The cold wind was whistling through his hole where his dome should be and he felt silly without it. At the big station, the Troublesome Trucks laughed at him.

(Troublesome Trucks laugh)

Jim Burgin: Gordon tried to wheesh them away.

(Troublesome Trucks continue laughing)

Jim Burgin: But they crowded round', no matter what he did. On the way back home, he wanted his driver to stop and fetch his dome.

Gordon's Driver: We'll never find it now. You'll have to go to the works for a new one.

Jim Burgin: Gordon was very cross.

Gordon: I hope the shed is empty tonight.

Jim Burgin: He huffed to himself. But all the engines were there waiting.

A Voice: Never trust dome-less engines. They aren't respectable.

Part 57: Donald's Duck
Jim Burgin: Duck the Great Western Engine works hard in the yard at the big station. Sometimes, he pulled coaches. Sometimes he pushed Troublesome Trucks. But whatever the work, Duck got the job done without fuss. One day, Duck was resting in the shed when Sir Topham Hatt arrived.

Sir Topham Hatt: Your work in the yard had been good. Would you like to have a branch line to your own?

Duck: Yes please, sir.

Jim Burgin: So Duck took charge of his new branch line. The responsibility delighted him. The line runs along a coast by sandy beaches till it meets a port were big ships come in. Duck enjoyed exploring every curve and corner of the line. Sea breezes swirled his smoke high into the air and his green paint glistened in the sunlight.

Duck: This is just like being on holiday.

Driver: Well you know what they say. A change is as good as a rest.

Jim Burgin: Soon, Duck was busier than ever. Sir Topham Hatt was building a new station at the port. Duck pulled the heavy Troublesome Trucks whenever they were needed. Bertie looked after Duck's passengers and the other engines helped too. But the work took a long time. Noise and dust filled the air.

Toby: Don't worry. The station is nearly finished.

Duck: And on time, too.

Jim Burgin: Duck felt his responsibility deeply and talked endlessly about it.

Duck: You don't understand, Donald, how much Sir Topham Hatt relies on me.

Donald: Och aye.

Duck: I'm Great Western and I...

Donald: Quack, quack, quack.

Duck: What?

Donald: You heard. Quack, quack you go. Sounds like you'd an egg laid. Now wheesht and let an engine sleep.

Duck: Quack yourself!

Jim Burgin: Later, he spoke to his driver.

Duck: Donald says I quack, as if I laid an egg.

Fireman: Quack do you?

Jim Burgin: He whispered something to Duck and his driver. They were going to play a joke on Donald and pay him back for teasing Duck. The engines were busy for the rest of the day and nothing more was said. Not even a quack. But when at last, Donald was asleep, Duck's driver and fireman popped something into his water tank. Next morning when Donald stopped for water, he found that he had an unexpected passenger aboard. A small white duckling popped out of his water tank.

Donald: Na doot, who's behind this.

Jim Burgin: The duckling was tame, she shared the fireman's sandwiches and rode in the tender. The other engines enjoyed teasing Donald about her. Presently, she grew tired of travelling and hopped off at a station and there she stayed. That night, Donald's driver and fireman got busy and in the morning when Duck's crew arrived to look him over they laughed and laughed.

Driver: Look, Duck. Look what's under your bunker. It's a nest box with an egg in it.

Jim Burgin: Donald opened a sleepy eye.

Donald: Well, well, well. You must've laid it in the night, Duck. All unbeknownst!

Jim Burgin: Then Duck laughed too.

Duck: (laughs) You win, Donald. It'd take a clever engine to get the better of you.

Jim Burgin: There's a pond near the duckling station. Here she often swims and welcomes the trains as they passed by. The stationmaster calls her "Dilly". But to everyone else, she is always Donald's Duck.

Part 58: Thomas Gets Bumped
Jim Burgin: Every afternoon, Thomas the Tank Engine puffs along his branch line with Annie and Clarabel. First they pass the water mill. Next, they come to a big farm. Then, they can see a bridge with a village nestled either side of it. This is a special place. Whenever children hear Thomas coming along, they stand on the bridge, waving until he is out of sight. One day, Thomas was running late. He had stopped at a red light before the bridge to talk to some new children. Percy the Green Engine was waiting, too.

Percy: Hurry up, Thomas.

Jim Burgin: when the signal dropped.

Percy: If you're late, Sir Topham Hatt might get a new engine to replace you.

Thomas: He would never do that!

Jim Burgin: but he was worried. Next day, Thomas hurried along the line. Just ahead was the goods yard. There, on the platform, was an inspector waving a red flag. Next, Thomas saw some children. They were waving, too.

Thomas: Something must be wrong. This station is for goods, not passengers.

Children: Help, Thomas, help! We're glad to see you. Please, will you take us home?

Jim Burgin: The stationmaster explained to Thomas' driver that the school bus had broken down, and all the parents would be worried if the children were late. Thomas waited as the children walked down from the bridge. Then he took the children to the next station, where Bertie was waiting to take them home. When Thomas finished his journey, he was very late. He was worried that Sir Topham Hatt might be cross with him.

Percy: I warned Thomas. He's been late one time too many. He'll be in trouble now.

Jim Burgin: But next morning, when Thomas pick up his passengers, Sir Topham Hatt was nowhere to be seen.

(Thomas looks around and finds nothing)

Thomas: Thank goodness.

Jim Burgin: Thomas knows every part of his line. Just ahead was a stretch where the hot sun had bent the rails on the track.

Thomas' Driver: Truckeful, Thomas!

Jim Burgin: But it was too late.

(Thomas falls off the rails)

Thomas' Driver: That's done it! We shan't get any further today!

Thomas: But what about my passengers?

Thomas' Driver: Don't worry, they'll be looked after.

Jim Burgin: While workmen repaired the line, Thomas had to shunt Troublesome Trucks in the yard. Bertie came to see him.

Bertie: I understand you need my help again.

Thomas: Yes, Bertie. I can't run without my rails.

Jim Burgin: Bertie set off to collect Thomas' passengers.

Passengers: Hello, Bertie. We're glad you're here.

Jim Burgin: Bertie drove along the road that runs by the railway. He stopped at each station along the line. Sometimes he stopped between stations to let people off closer to their homes. Thomas felt miserable.

Thomas: I've lost my passengers to Bertie. They'll like him better than me.

Jim Burgin: Sir Topham Hatt arrived.

Sir Topham Hatt: Your branch line is repaired. I'm going to change your timetable so that you and Bertie can work together more.

Jim Burgin: When Thomas reached the station, there, to his relief, were all his passengers.

Passengers: Bertie is a good bus, but we missed our train rides with you.

Jim Burgin: They said. Later, Thomas spoke to Bertie.

Thomas: Thank you for looking after my passengers.

Bertie: That's all right, Thomas. I like to make new friends, but I'm glad to share them with you.

Thomas: You're a good friend, indeed. And always will be.

Part 59: Thomas, Percy and The Dragon
Jim Burgin: Thomas and Percy are good friends, but sometimes Percy teases Thomas about being frightened and he doesn't like that at all. One evening he was dozing happily in the shed, but Percy wanted to talk.

Percy: Wake up, Thomas. Are you dreaming about the time you thought I was a ghost?

Thomas: Certainly not. Anyway, I was only pretending to be sTrucked. I knew it was your really.

Jim Burgin: Percy went on teasing him.

Percy: I hope the guard leaves the light on for you tonight.

Thomas: Why? I quite like the dark.

Percy: Oh really? I am surprised. I'd always thought you were afraid of the dark. I wonder why?

Jim Burgin: Thomas decided to say nothing and went to sleep instead. Next day, Sir Topham Hatt came to see him.

Sir Topham Hatt: I would like you to go to the harbor tonight. You have to collect something rather unusual.

Thomas: What sort of something?

Sir Topham Hatt: Wait and see.

Jim Burgin: Meanwhile, Percy was moving some Troublesome Trucks into a siding. Henry arrived with his goods train. The signalman changed the switches and Percy waited on the siding until Henry had steamed by. Then, there was trouble.

The Signalman: The switches are jammed. I can't switch them back for Percy. The workmen will have to mend them in the morning. It's too late now.

Percy's Driver: Hmmm. I'm sorry, Percy. But you will have to stay here for the night.

Percy: Where are you going?

Percy's Fireman: Home for tea.

Jim Burgin: Percy was speechless. He watched as the other engines went home to the shed. Night-time came and Percy began to feel very lonely.

Percy: Oh dear. It's very dark.

(A screeching noise can be heard)

Percy: Oh! Oh! What's that?!

Jim Burgin: It was only an owl, but Percy didn't realize this.

Percy: Oh, I wish Thomas was here too.

Jim Burgin: Thomas was waiting for his mysterious load at the harbor. Suddenly, there it was.

(The Chinese Dragon appears)

Thomas: Cinders and Ashes! It's a dragon!

Thomas's Driver: Don't worry. This dragon is made of paper. It's for the Trucknival tomorrow.

Jim Burgin: Workmen lifted the dragon onto Thomas' load loader and put lights all around it for protection. Then, Thomas set off into the misty night. Percy was asleep on his siding and had no idea that Thomas was approaching him.

Thomas: Buwahahahaha!

(Thomas and the dragon approach Percy and sTrucke him)

Jim Burgin: Percy woke up with a start.

(Percy yells)

Percy: Help! I'm not going to open my eyes until my driver comes.

Jim Burgin: Next morning the switches were mended and Percy puffed back to the junction. Gordon was just about to leave with the express.

Percy: You'll never guess what I saw last night.

Jim Burgin: Gordon was in no mood for puzzles.

Gordon: I'm a busy engine. I don't have time for your games.

Percy: I've seen a huge dragon. It was covered in lights.

Jim Burgin: Gordon snorted.

Gordon: You've been in the sun too long. Your dome has cracked.

Jim Burgin: When the other engines heard the news, they laughed too.

James: Look out, Percy!

Jim Burgin: Chuckled James.

James: Or the dragon may gobble you up!

Percy: No one believes me. Maybe I did imagine the dragon after all.

Jim Burgin: But Percy soon found out that he hadn't.

Percy: Help! Save me!

Thomas: It's alright. (whistles)

Jim Burgin: And he explained about the Trucknival.

Thomas: By the way, how was your night out?

Jim Burgin: Percy decided to tell Thomas the truth.

Thomas: Well, Percy. Maybe we do get sTrucked sometimes, but if we're not afraid to tell each other, then that means we're quite brave too.

(Percy whimpers, screams and whistles)

Kids & Mike O Donnell:

See how the night sky glows,

See the light from the night train,

The fire glow from the night train.

On down the line he blows...

Woooooo-oooooo!!!

On down the line he blows.

All through the night he goes.

Hear the sound of the night train,

The chugga-chug-chugg of the night train.

Hear how his whistle blows...

Woooooo-oooooo!!!

Hear how his whistle blows.

Pulling, heaving, big engine breathing.

Pistons pushing side by side.

Driver checking, gauging, peering,

Fireman stoking by his side.

On down the line they go.

Fast track for the mail train,

Clear away for the post train.

Non-stop all night they go...

Woooooo-oooooo!!!

Non-stop all night they go.

See how the night sky glows.

Clear ahead for the night train,

Green light for the night train.

On down the track he blows...

Woooooo-oooooo!!!

On down the track he blows.

Dawn is breaking, sleepy town waking.

Children waving, watch him go.

Freight trains, milk trains,

Boat trains waiting,

Stand aside to let him go.

There in the morning glow

The sunlight on the night train,

Silhouettes the night train.

On down the line he blows...

Woooooo-oooooo!!!

There in the morning glow.

On down the line he blows

Hear the sound of the night train,

The chugga-chug-chugg of the night train.

Hear how his whistle blows...

Woooooo-oooooo!!!

Hear how his whistle blows.

On down the line he blows,

On down the line he blows.

Part 60: Diesel Does It Again
Jim Burgin: Duck and Percy enjoyed their work in the harbor, pulling and pushing Troublesome Trucks full of Truckgo to and from the key. But one morning, the engines were exhausted. The harbor was busier than ever. Sir Topham Hatt promised that another engine would be found to help them.

Percy: Huh! It's about time.

Duck: I ached so much I can hardly get my wheels to move.

Jim Burgin: They waited for the engine to arrive. It came as a shock when he did.

Diesel: Good morning.

Jim Burgin: The two engines had not worked with Diesel for a long time.

Duck: (gasp) What are you doing here?

Diesel: Your worth Top...er, Sir Topham Hatt sent me. I hope you are please to see me again. I'm to shunt some dreadful tiresome Trucks.

Percy: Shunt where?

Diesel: Where? Why from here to there. And then again from there to here. Easy, isn't it?

Jim Burgin: With that, Diesel as if to make himself clear bumped some Trucks hard.

Trucks: Ooh!

Diesel: Grrr!

Jim Burgin: Percy and Duck were horrified. They did not trust Diesel at all. They refuse to work and did not leave their shed. Sir Topham Hatt was enjoying his tea and iced bun when the telephone rang.

Sir Topham Hatt: So there's Trouble in the Harbor Yard? I'll be there right away.

Jim Burgin: Diesel was working loudly and alone. Truckgo lay on the key. Ships and passengers were delayed. Everyone was complaining about Sir Topham Hatt's Railway. Percy and Duck were sulking in their shed.

Sir Topham Hatt: What's all this?

Jim Burgin: Demanded Sir Topham Hatt.

Percy: We're on strike, sir.

Duck: Yes. Beg pardon, sir, but we don't work with Diesel, sir. You said you sent him packing, sir.

Sir Topham Hatt: I have to give Diesel a second chance. I'm trying to help by bringing Diesel here. Now you must help me, he was the only engine available.

Jim Burgin: Percy and Duck went sadly back to work. Next day, things were no better. Diesel's driver did not put on his brakes on properly and Diesel started to move. He went bump straight into Percy.

Diesel: Wake up there, Percy. You have work to do.

Jim Burgin: He didn't even say he was sorry to Percy. Later, Diesel bumped the Trucks so hard that the loads went everywhere.

Percy: (gasp) What would Sir Topham Hatt say?

Duck: He won't like it.

Diesel: So who's going to tell him I wonder? two goody-goody tattletales like you I suppose?

Jim Burgin: Percy and Duck did not wanna be tattletales, so they said nothing. Diesel thinking he can get away with his bad behavior was ruder than ever. Next day, he was shunting Troublesome Trucks full of China Clay. He banged the Trucks hard into the buffers, but the buffers weren't secure. The silly Trucks were sunk! Sir Topham Hatt heard the news. The Trucks were hoisted safely from the sea but the clay was lost. Sir Topham Hatt spoke severely to Diesel.

Sir Topham Hatt: The harbormaster has told me anything. Things worked much better here before you arrived. I shall not be inviting you back. Now Duck and Percy, I hope you don't mind having to handle the work by yourselves again.

Percy: Oh no, Sir.

Duck: Yes please, Sir.

Jim Burgin: Whistling cheerfully, they puff back to work while Diesel sulked slowly away.

Part 61: Henry's Forest
Jim Burgin: Henry the Green Engine has lived on the Island of Sodor for many years. He wouldn't want to be anywhere else. He liked every part of it from the fields filled with flowers to the white sandy beaches. But there is one place that Henry always enjoyed visiting more than any other. His driver knew this too.

Henry's Driver: Come on, Henry.

Jim Burgin: He would sometimes say.

Henry's Driver: We made good time today. We'll stop for a while by the forest.

Jim Burgin: Henry loved it here. The forest was full of broad oaks and tall pines. Henry could remember the day long ago when he and Toby brought some new trees to be planted and Terence and Trevor helped haul them into place. Now he could see the trees growing amongst the others on the hillside. Henry always felt better for being here. He couldn't really explain why but his driver understood.

Henry's Driver: It's peaceful.

Jim Burgin: He said to Henry. But one night, everything changed. The engines were resting in the shed.

Thomas: Listen. Can you hear a strange whistling sound?

Toby: It's the wind blowing outside our shed. But I never heard of like this before.

James: Do you know. If Gordon wasn't here now, I say it was him thundering by with the express.

Jim Burgin: All the engines laughed, except Henry.

Henry: I hope the wind won't harm the forest.

Jim Burgin: By morning, the fierce winds had gone but the damage was done. Henry's driver came to see him in the yard.

Henry's Driver: Trees have fallen on the line. We must help clear the tracks.

Jim Burgin: Donald set off with the breakdown train and Henry followed. Trees lay everywhere. The hillside now looked so bare. Henry felt sad.

Henry: What will happen to all the animals who live here?

Jim Burgin: When Henry's flat Trucks were full of logs, he took them to the timbermill where they would be turned to furniture and other things. Henry was glad the wood was being put to good use, but he was still sorry to lose part of his forest.

Toby: Oh dear. (to Thomas) I wish there was something we can do to make things better again.

Thomas: Yes indeed. But what? We can't mend broken trees.

Sir Topham Hatt: Hello, Toby. You do look glum.

Toby: I'm sad about the trees. And so is Henry. The forest is a special place to him. Now some of it is gone.

Sir Topham Hatt: We'll soon put that right. I have an important job for you, Toby. I would like you to take some Troublesome Trucks to the forest.

Jim Burgin: When the Troublesome Trucks arrived, Toby was delighted. They were full of splendid young trees already for plating.

Toby: This is the best job I've ever had.

Jim Burgin: When Henry returned, he was most surprised. There were Terence and Trevor busily helping the workmen clear the torrents stumps and branches.

Terence: Look, Henry. We're beginning again. The hillside will look better than ever before. You'll see.

Jim Burgin: Now whenever Henry stops by the forest, he could see the new trees growing strong and tall. Sometimes, everywhere is very quiet, and at other times, Henry could hear leaves rustling, or birds a wing brushing the air. Often he can hear the distance sound of children laughing, and always he is happy here.

Part 62: The Trouble With Mud
Jim Burgin: One morning, Thomas was being cleaned when Gordon arrived. Mud had blown all over his smart blue paint.

Thomas: Hello, Gordon. You look as if you've had a mud bath. Be a sensible engine and have a shower instead.

Gordon: (snorts) I haven't time to dawdle over my appearance like fussy tank engines do.

Jim Burgin: The wind blew stronger.

Driver: Gordon, slow down!

Jim Burgin: This made Gordon crosser still.

Gordon: Now I'll be dirty and late, dirty and late!

Jim Burgin: At the next station was a sign: All Trains Must Wash Down Daily. James had just finished being cleaned.

Driver: Come on, Gordon. You feel better too after a good hosedown.

Gordon: Bah! (lets of steam)

Driver: You're a very naughty engine! Now James will need another shower. You'll have to wait your turn till later.

Gordon: Good riddance. (huffs) I'm far too busy to waste time with water.

Jim Burgin: He finished his journey safely and steamed into the big station. Sir Topham Hatt was waiting. So were Gordon's coaches and the passengers.

Sir Topham Hatt: Goodness gracious! You can't pull the train, Henry will have to do it. Gordon you'd better get clean straight away.

Jim Burgin: Gordon was soon being washed.

Gordon: Mind my eyes!

Jim Burgin: Then he pulled Trucks for the rest of the day.

Gordon: (gasp) Freight trains, freight trains!

Jim Burgin: He felt his position deeply.

Gordon: That's for you, and you, and you!

James: Trucks will be Trucks.

Gordon: They won't be with me. I'll teach them.

Jim Burgin: James got ready to take the express when Gordon returned.

Gordon: Be Truckeful. Those hills are slippery. You may need help.

James: I don't need help on hills. Gordon thinks he knows everything.

Jim Burgin: Earlier a storm had swept Gordon's Hill blowing leaves on to the tracks which made them slippery. Even know the storm had passed, the hill was still difficult to climb. James knew this. The signal showed cleared, and James began to go faster.

James: I'll do it, I'll do it.

Jim Burgin: Halfway up, he was not so sure.

James: I must do it, I must do it.

Jim Burgin: But his wheels slipped on the leaves. He couldn't pull the train at all.

James: (whistles) Help, help!

Jim Burgin: His wheels were turning forward, but the heavy coaches pulled him backwards. The whole train started slipping down the hill. His driver shut off steam and put on the brakes, then Truckefully he stopped the train. Gordon saw everything.

Gordon: Ah well, we live and learn. Never mind, little James. I'm going to push behind.

Jim Burgin: Clouds of smoke and steam billowed from the snorting engines as they struggled up the hill.

James: We can do it!

Gordon: We will do it!

Jim Burgin: At last they reached the top.

James: (whistles happily) Thank you, goodbye!

Gordon: boop boop! Goodbye!

Jim Burgin: That night, Sir Topham Hatt came to see the engines. Gordon was miserable.

Thomas: Please, sir? Can Gordon pull coaches again now?

Sir Topham Hatt: If you understand that having a washdown is a sensle to every engine, then yes, Gordon, you may.

Gordon: Thank you. Dirty or clean, I'm a famous machine!

Jim Burgin: But no one heard but him.

Part 63: No Joke For James
Jim Burgin: James is a mixed traffic engine. He can pull both Troublesome Trucks and coaches. He's proud of his smart red paint and so is his driver.

James' Driver: Everyone says you brighten up their day, James.

Jim Burgin: One morning, James whistled loudly at the other engines.

James: "Look at me! I am the smartest most useful engine on the line!"

Thomas: "Rubbish. We're all useful. Sir Topham Hatt says so and he's head of the whole railway."

Percy: "You know what, James?"

James: "What?"

Percy: "You're getting all puffed up."

Jim Burgin: James huffed away. Later, he was still boasting.

James: I'm the pride of the line.

Gordon: I saw you pulling Troublesome Trucks. You're only a goods engine.

James: I pull coaches too.

Gordon: Not as much as I do.

James: But Sir Topham Hatt has plans for me.

Jim Burgin: James was only making this up but Gordon believed him.

Gordon: What plans?

James: Uh wait and see. Oh dear. Now what'll I do?

Jim Burgin: Thomas was shunting shiny new coaches.

Thomas: Good morning, James.

James: Are those coaches for me?

Thomas: No, these are for Gordon's Express. I'll fetch your Troublesome Trucks next.

Jim Burgin: But James was going to play a trick on the other engines.

James: Actually, Thomas, I'm taking the coaches. Sir Topham Hatt asked me to tell you.

Thomas: What about the Trucks?

James: Uh give them to Gordon.

Thomas' Driver: Come on, Thomas. Orders and orders.

Jim Burgin: So when James' driver returned, James was coupled to the coaches and he puffed away. Thomas returned with the Troublesome Trucks. And a few minutes later, Gordon arrived.

Gordon: Where's the express?

Jim Burgin: Thomas told him about James.

Thomas: And so here are your Trucks.

Jim Burgin: Gordon was very cross and so was his driver.

Gordon's Driver: Wait'll Sir Topham Hatt hears about this.

Jim Burgin: Meanwhile James was enjoying himself enormously.

James: What a clever plan! What a clever plan!

Jim Burgin: Then he saw Sir Topham Hatt.

Sir Topham Hatt: Some jokes are funny, but not this one, James. You have caused confusion.

James: Yes Sir.

Sir Topham Hatt: You will now stay in your shed until you are wanted.

Jim Burgin: The other engines teased James.

Gordon: I wonder who'd be pulling the express today?

Henry: I expect it'll be you. James is stuck in the shed for being silly.

Jim Burgin: James felt sad. Next morning, he went back to work.

Thomas: (whistles) Hello. Good to see you out and about again.

James: I'm sorry I tricked you. Are these my Trucks?

Thomas: (kindly) Yes. They're please to have you back.

Jim Burgin: James set off to the harbor with his train of Troublesome Trucks. He bustled about all day pushing and pulling them into place.

James' Driver: Time to go home now, James.

Jim Burgin: Said his driver at last.

James' Driver: No Trucks or passengers. Just we too.

Jim Burgin: But his driver was wrong.

Railway Inspector: Excuse me. I have a meeting with Sir Topham Hatt and I mustn't be late. May I ride back with you?

James' Driver: Of course.

Jim Burgin: Then he whispered to James.

James' Driver: This gentleman is a railway inspector.

Jim Burgin: James was most impressed. He steamed along the line as smoothly and quickly as he could. Sir Topham Hatt was waiting on the platform and the railway inspector greeted him warmly.

Railway Inspector: This clever engine gave me a splendid ride. You must be proud of him.

Sir Topham Hatt: Yes indeed. Once again, you are a really useful engine.

Part 64: Thomas, Percy and the Mail Train
Jim Burgin: That night, when the other engines are tucked away in their sheds, you can still hear the faraway call of an engine's whistle, and the clickity-clack a train wheel's turning. This is the sound of a mail train. One train is pulled by Thomas, and the other by Percy, as the loads are too heavy for one engine to do the work alone. The mail is loaded into Troublesome Trucks at the harbor and the engines pull their trains through the silent stations delivering their precious loads. One a clear night, a big shiny moon brightens their journey, but often Thomas and Percy can even see the stars. But whenever the weather, lamps along the track always light their way. One night, Percy was waiting at the junction. The main line train was late. At last, Henry arrived.

Henry: Sorry. The mail boat from the mainland was delayed.

Percy's Driver: Come on, Percy. Let's makeup for lost time.

Jim Burgin: Percy puffed along as quickly as he could. The sun was already rising as he finish his work.

Percy: Never mind. It's nice be up in about, when it's the start of a new day and there's no one else around.

Jim Burgin: Percy was not alone for long.

Percy: Bother! It's that dizzy-thing Harold.

Harold: Good morning. I only said railways were out of date, but you're so slow with the mail. You should give everyone their stamps back.

Jim Burgin: Percy was too tired to explain.

Percy: Birdbrain.

Duck: Good morning, Percy. You're up early this morning.

Percy: No, you're wrong. I'm back, tired and late.

Jim Burgin: He rolled into the shed and fell asleep, almost before his buffers touched the bar. His driver decided to set off early that evening. Thomas was waiting at the station.

Thomas: Thank goodness I have a chance to speak to you. Driver says that the person in charge of the mail has complained to Sir Topham Hatt about the delay last night.

Percy: But that wasn't my fault.

Thomas: I know. And so does Sir Topham Hatt, but this mail person wouldn't listen. Tonight, we'll just have to be quicker than ever before.

Jim Burgin: The engines were just leaving when they heard a familiar buzzing.

Harold: I say, you two, there's news flying about.

Percy: Where?

Harold: All other the place. They're going to scrap the mail train and use me instead. Wings work wonders you know. Always.

Thomas: Rubbish.

Jim Burgin: That night, everything ran like clockwork. Thomas and Percy steamed through the stations making good time everywhere they went. At a station, Thomas noticed a man looking cold and worried. He had missed his train home.

Thomas' Driver: We can give you a ride. But it'll be rather uncomfortable.

Man: Thank you. Anything's better than sitting here.

Jim Burgin: The next afternoon, Percy past the airfield and saw Harold.

Percy: Hello lazywings. Are you too tired to fly today?

Harold: The winds too strong. I've been grounded.

Percy: You need rails. They work wonders you know. Always.

Jim Burgin: That night, Sir Topham Hatt showed the two engines a letter. It was from the man who missed his train.

Sir Topham Hatt: He thinks you are both splendid, and everyone says that the mail train is the pride of the line.

Part 65: Trust Thomas
Jim Burgin: Thomas the Tank Engine was feeling bright and cheerful. It was a splendid day.

Thomas: Good morning.

Jim Burgin: but the cows didn't reply.

Thomas: Never mind. They're busy with their breakfast.

Jim Burgin: Next he saw Bertie.

Thomas: Hello, Bertie. Trucke for a race today?

Jim Burgin: But all Bertie could say was...

Bertie: Ouch! That's another hole in the road!

Thomas: I'm sorry, Bertie.

Jim Burgin: Thomas was still in good spirits when Bertie arrived at the next station.

Thomas: Bad luck, Bertie. Now if you're a steam engine, you would run on a pair of reliable rails.

Bertie: Huh! The railway was supposed to deliver the tar to mend the road two weeks ago. You can't trust a thing that runs on rails.

Thomas: I run on rails. You can trust me, Bertie. I'll see if I can find out what's happened.

Jim Burgin: And Thomas puffed away towards the big station. James was snorting about in the yard.

James: It's too bad! Percy goes to work at the harbor and I do his job, here, there and everywhere! Take that!

Troublesome Trucks: Ooh! Just you wait, we'll show you!

(Gordon laughs)

Jim Burgin: Gordon laughed.

Gordon: I'll tell you what, James. If you were pretended to ill, here or everywhere, or go to the quarry there, could you?

James: What a good idea. Look, here comes Thomas. I'll start pretending now.

Jim Burgin: Thomas was sorry to see the engines looking miserable.

Thomas: Cheer up. It's a beautiful day.

Gordon: Yes. But not for James.

Thomas: What's the matter?

Gordon: He's sick

James: Yes he is. I mean I am. I don't feel well at all.

Thomas: Don't worry. I'll help out if you're ill.

Jim Burgin: Gordon and James sniggered quietly to each other. Some of James' Trucks were coupled behind Thomas and he steamed away to the quarry. The Trucks were still cross.

Troublesome Trucks: We couldn't pay James back for bumping us, so we'll play tricks on Thomas instead. one engine is as good as another.

Jim Burgin: But Thomas didn't hear them. He collected all the stone from the quarry and set off back to the junction. Danger lay ahead.

Troublesome Trucks: Now for our plan!

Jim Burgin: Giggled the Trucks.

Troublesome Trucks: Go faster, go faster!

Jim Burgin: They pushed Thomas over the switches.

Thomas' Driver: Slow down!

(Thomas screams and hits the buffers, and a log snaps apart, sending him floating into another set of buffers)

Jim Burgin: Poor Thomas stood dazed and surprised in a muddy pond, as a Toad eyed him suspiciously.

Thomas: Bust my buffers. The day started so well too.

Jim Burgin: Duck pulled away the Trucks, and Edward helped Thomas back to the junction. Suddenly, Thomas remembered the missing tar. He told Edward all about it.

Edward: That's strange. A Truck full of tar has been left in my station. That must be it. Driver will make sure it gets to Bertie now.

Jim Burgin: Later, James spoke to Thomas.

James: I'm sorry about your accident. And so is Gordon. We didn't mean to get you into trouble.

Gordon: No indeed. A mere misunderstanding, Thomas, all's well that ends well.

Jim Burgin: Just then Bertie arrived. He looked much more cheerful.

Bertie: My road's being mended now.

Thomas: Oh, I am glad.

Bertie: Thanks for all you did. Now I know I can trust an engine especially if his name is Thomas.

Jim Burgin: Gordon and James puffed silently away to the shed, but Thomas still had company.

Thomas: Well, well. What a day for surprises.

Jim Burgin: The toad who was looking forward to a ride home noisily agreed.

Part 66: Mavis
Jim Burgin: Mavis is a diesel engine who works for the quarry company shunting Troublesome Trucks in their sidings. She has six small wheels hidden by sideplates just like Toby's. Mavis is young and full of her own ideas. She loves rearranging things too and began putting Toby's Trucks in different places everyday. This made Toby cross.

Toby: Troublesome Trucks... ...should be where you want them when you want them.

Mavis: Fiddlesticks!

Jim Burgin: Said Mavis and flounced away. At last, Toby lost patience.

Toby: I can't waste time playing "Hunt The Trucks" with you. Take them yourself.

Jim Burgin: Mavis was pleased. Taking Trucks made her feel important. At the station, Diesel oiled up to her.

Mavis: Toby's an old fusspot.

Jim Burgin: Diesel sensed trouble and was delighted.

Mavis: Toby says only steam engines can manage Troublesome Trucks.

Diesel: How absurd. Depend upon it, Mavis. Anything steam engines can do, we diesels can do better.

Jim Burgin: Diesel knew nothing about Trucks, but Mavis didn't realize this. Toby's line crosses the main road behind the station, and for a short way follows a farm lane. Frosty weather makes the muddy lane rock-hard and very slippery. Toby stops before reaching the lane. His fireman halts the traffic at the crossing and then he sets off again. By using the heavy Trucks to push him along, he has no trouble with the frosty rails in the lane and across the road. It is the only thing safe thing to do in this kind of weather. Toby warned Mavis and told her just what to do.

Mavis: I can manage, thank you. I'm not an old fusspot like you.

Jim Burgin: The Troublesome Trucks were tired of being pushed around by Mavis.

Troublesome Trucks: It's slippery.

Jim Burgin: They whispered.

Troublesome Trucks: Let's push her around instead. On, on, on!

Jim Burgin: They yelled. Mavis took no notice. Instead, she brought the Trucks Truckefully down the lane and stopped at the level crossing. All traffic halted.

Mavis: One in the headlamp for fusspot Toby.

Jim Burgin: But Mavis had stopped in the wrong place. Instead of taking Toby's advice, she had given the Trucks the chance they wanted.

Troublesome Trucks: Hold back! Hold back!

Mavis: Grrrr up!

Jim Burgin: The Trucks just laughed and her wheels spun helplessly. Workmen sanded the rails and tried dig away the frozen mud, but it was no good. Everyone was impatient.

Mavis: Grrrr agh!

Jim Burgin: Toby was in the yard when he heard the news.

Toby: I warned her.

Toby's Driver: She's young yet.

Jim Burgin: Soothed his driver.

Toby's Driver: And...

Toby: She can manage her Trucks herself.

Toby's Driver: They're your Trucks really. Mavis is suppose to stay at the quarry if Sir Topham Hatt finds out.

Toby: Mmmm, yes.

Jim Burgin: He and his driver agreed that it would be best to help Mavis after all. An angry farmer was telling Mavis just what she could do with her train.

Toby: Having trouble, Mavis? I am surprised.

Mavis: Grrrr osh!

(Toby starts to couple up to Mavis)

Jim Burgin: With much puffing and wheels slipped, Toby pushed Mavis and the Troublesome Trucks back. The hard work made his fire burn fiercely, and his fireman spread hot cinders to melt the frozen mud.

(Toby pushes Mavis and the Trucks all the way to the top)

Jim Burgin: At last they finished.

Toby: Goodbye! You'll manage now, I expect.

Jim Burgin: Mavis didn't answer. She took the Trucks to the sheds, and scuttled home to the quarry as quickly as she could.

Part 67: Toby's Tightrope
Jim Burgin: One day, Percy arrived in to the quarry to collect some stone for his Troublesome Trucks. Snow and frost lay everywhere. There was not a sound to be heard. Percy ventured further. He found Mavis the new diesel engine resting in the shelter of some rocks.

Percy: (whistles) Cheer up, Mavis.

Jim Burgin: Mavis was still remembering the trouble she had with Trucks.

Mavis: Manager says I don't listen to advice. He says I've no business chortling down Toby's line. Toby's a fusspot.

Percy: Toby has forgotten more about Troublesome Trucks than you'll ever know. You must put the Trucks where he wants them, then you'll be a really useful engine. Now if you excuse me, I have to take these stones to the harbor.

Jim Burgin: Mavis liked Percy but she still wouldn't to his advice.

Mavis: Why shouldn't I go on Toby's line.

Jim Burgin: The siding arrangements are awkward. To put the Trucks where Toby wanted them, Mavis had to make several journeys. She started making a plan.

Mavis: If we used the tiniest bit of Toby's line. We would save all this bother.

Jim Burgin: Her driver suspecting nothing allowed them to go as far as the level crossing. A few days later, the weather changed. As the snow melted, the quarry grew busy again. Some trains were so long that before leaving the Trucks for Toby, Mavis had to go beyond the level crossing with them. Now for her plan. She would go further down the line without it seeming her fault.

Mavis: Can you keep a secret?

Trucks: Yes, yes, yes!

Mavis: Will you bump me at the level crossing and tell no-one I ask you?

Jim Burgin: The Trucks promised. But while Mavis was away, Toby arrived. He decided to shunt the Trucks himself. The Trucks decided to bump him anyway. They reached the level crossing and Toby's brakes came on. This was the signal for the Troublesome Trucks.

Trucks: On, on, on!

Jim Burgin: Toby was away. With the Trucks screaming and yelling behind him. No-one realized that melted snow had turned a stream ahead into a torrent and the bridge above it was about to collapse. The rails were now like a tightrope across the thundering water.

Toby: Stop, stop!

Jim Burgin: His driver thought for control. They came nearer and nearer to the bridge. It was all of nothing now. The driver braked hard.

(Toby reaches the broken bridge)

Jim Burgin: Toby stopped still on the rails but with his wheels shredding the tightrope over the abyss. Mavis was horrified and quickly came to the rescue. Workmen anchored Toby with ropes while she pulled the Troublesome Trucks away. Then, she helped Toby to safety.

(Mavis rescues Toby)

Mavis: I'm sorry about the Trucks. I can't think how you manage to stop them in time.

Toby: Oh well. My driver told me about circus people who walked tightropes, but I just didn't fancy doing it myself.

Jim Burgin: Later, Sir Topham Hatt arrived.

Sir Topham Hatt: A very smart piece of work. Mavis, you did well too I hear.

Mavis: It was my fault about those Trucks, sir. But if I could...

Sir Topham Hatt: Could what?

Mavis: Come down the line sometimes, Sir? Toby says he'll show me what to do.

Sir Topham Hatt: Certainly. If your manager agrees.

Jim Burgin: And so it was arranged. Now Mavis is as happy as can be, and Sir Topham Hatt thinks she's really useful indeed.

Part 68: Edward, Trevor and The Really Useful Party
Jim Burgin: Trevor the Traction Engine was old-fashioned but he doesn't Trucke. He knows that he is really useful, like his friend Edward the Blue Engine. Early one morning, Trevor was chuffing about the ViTruckage Orchard. He had important news for Edward.

Trevor: The ViTruck says that not all children are able to have holidays by the sea, so he's having a garden party to raise money for a seaside trip. I'm going to be the star attraction. Giving rides to all the visitors. The ViTruck is putting up posters all about it.

Edward: I'd like to help too. But without my rails, I wouldn't be much good at a garden party.

Jim Burgin: It was a beautiful day, but Edward was worried.

Edward: I wish there was something I can do for the party. I'd like to be helpful like Trevor.

Jim Burgin: Edward's driver laughed.

Driver: You're helpful in your own way, and that's on the railway.

Jim Burgin: Next day, it was Trevor's turn to look disappointed. He had bad news.

Trevor: The ViTruck's been so busy that he forgot to put up the posters. Now no one will know about the party.

Jim Burgin: But Edward had an idea.

Edward: Don't worry. Everything is going to be all right.

Jim Burgin: Then he explained to his driver.

Edward: The ViTruck can paste his posters on my cab and coaches, so wherever I go, they'll go too.

Driver: Well done, Edward. I'm sure Sir Topham Hatt would agree.

Jim Burgin: As indeed he did. Edward steamed happily through the stations collecting his passengers.

Passengers: Look! The ViTruck is holding a party. We must go do that.

Jim Burgin: Later Trevor was resting in the orchard shed when Bertie rolled by.

Bertie: Hello Trevor. Why are you dozing there like an old stick-in-the-mud?

Trevor: I'm not dozing, I'm resting.

Jim Burgin: Then he told Bertie about the ViTruck's party.

Bertie: I'll be there too. I'm not sure people would wanna ride on an old traction engine after traveling in a smart red bus like me.

Jim Burgin: The party day arrived. It had rained heavenly during the night and the orchard ground was soaked.

Trevor: Rain and mud won't spoil my day.

Driver: No indeed. We'll stay on the road then we won't get bogged down.

Jim Burgin: Trevor was soon busy trending up and down the quiet country lane, Truckrying lots of laughing children. He was just turning a corner when he heard Bertie.

Bertie: Hello old timer. I'm taking everyone to the party. People have come from all other the island.

Jim Burgin: Trevor gave Bertie a cheerful whistle, and turned backed toward the orchard. Then there was trouble.

Bertie: Help, I'm stuck!

Jim Burgin: His wheels had sunk deep in the orchard mud. Terence the Tractor arrived just in time.

Terence: I'm the one who has to plough fields. We better get you out of here.

Jim Burgin: Using strong ropes, Terence and Trevor pulled Bertie clear of the mud.

Trevor: This will teach Bertie a thing or two.

Jim Burgin: Trevor chuffered to himself. At last, Bertie was on the road again.

Bertie: Thank you Trevor. You're not a stick-in-the-mud at all.

Trevor: (smiles) No. But you were. Just for a little while.

Jim Burgin: That evening, the ViTruck arrived to see Edward and his driver.

ViTruck: Thanks to your good idea about the posters. hundreds of people payed to come to the party. We've raised lots of money for the children.

Jim Burgin: Edward was very pleased and Trevor fell happily asleep thinking of all the children who would now get to the seaside at last.

Part 69: James Goes Buzz, Buzz
Jim Burgin: Trevor the Traction Engine was enjoying his work in the ViTruckage Orchard. Birds were singing and apples were ripening on the trees. It was a lovely day.

James: Hello, Trevor. You look as bright and cheerful as my red paint.

Trevor: Oh, I am.

James: What's that noise?

Trevor: It's the bees. They're all in these boxy things called beehives. I'm taking them to the station. The viTruck says his bees make good honey and he's giving some of them to his friends.

Jim Burgin: Just then, BoCo the Diesel Engine hummed in.

BoCo: Take Trucke you two. Don't make the bees angry. They might sting you.

Jim Burgin: James didn't like being told what to do by a diesel and he buzzed away.

BoCo: Goodbye, Trevor.

Jim Burgin: Bill and Ben the tank engine twins were busy arranging Trucks. But they scampered off when they saw BoCo.

BoCo: I remember the first time I met those two. They nearly made my eyes pop out. Edward soon put a stop to their games.

Duck: Edward is the only one who can keep Bill and Ben in order. I sometimes call them "The Bees".

BoCo: A good name. They're terrors when they start buzzing around.

Jim Burgin: James bustled in.

James: What's that, Duck? Are you afraid of bees? They're only insects after all, so don't let that buzz box diesel tell you different.

Duck: His name is BoCo, and he didn't. We...

James: I wouldn't Trucke, if hundreds were swarming around. I'd just blow smoke and make them buzz off.

Duck: Buzz, buzz, buzz.

Jim Burgin: The next morning, James arrived at the station to collect his coaches. The passengers were excited and keened to get on board. The platform was crowded and the porter was in a hurry.

Porter: Mind your backs.

Jim Burgin: Then there was trouble. The beehive fell and broke open. The station cleared like magic. James heard a familiar buzzing. The bees were too cold to be cross so they buzzed around the fireman hoping he'd mend their hive. But he didn't understand, nor did his driver. So the bees turned to James. His boiler was nice and warm.

James: Buzz off! Buzz off!

Jim Burgin: One bee burnt his foot.

Bee: Ooh! Aah! Aah! Ooh!

Jim Burgin: The bee thought James had burnt him on purpose, so it stung James right back on the nose. (Doink!)

James: EEEEEEEEEEEE!

Jim Burgin: He had had enough so did his fireman and driver. They didn't notice till too late that they had left all their coaches behind. They tried everything to get rid of the bees. First they spun on the turntable but to no avail. They tried washing them off but the bees clung harder to James' warm boiler. Then they tried smoking them off by going through a long tunnel. But still the bees wouldn't go away.

James: Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Driver: It's no good, James. We'll just have to get back to the orchard and fetch another hive.

Jim Burgin: James' reply was drowned by the sound of buzzing. The ViTruck was waiting anxiously for James. When he arrived, the bees swarm straight into their new home.

Driver: Come on, James. What you need now is a good hose down.

Jim Burgin: Later that evening, James was resting in the shed when the ViTruck came to see him.

ViTruck: Thank you for saving my bees. It's a pity it's not Christmas, then we could call you "James the Red-Nosed Engine".

Jim Burgin: Everyone laughed, even James. But instead, they decided to call James "The Bees Knees", which means they thought he was more useful than ever.

Part 70: All At Sea
Jim Burgin: Percy and Duck like working at the harbor by the sea. On a clear summer's night, there's no better place to be. The big ships bring passengers. Truckgo ships Truckry machinery and other things. Duck and Percy puffed backwards and forwards with the crates of Truckgo as they are loaded and unloaded by the keyside. One morning, Duck and Percy noticed that the horizon was packed with sails flapping against the blue sky.

Duck: I wish I could sail to faraway lands.

Percy: Engines can't go sailing. Because engines can't float.

Jim Burgin: Duck still had his dreams. Suddenly, they were rudely interrupted.

Harold: Wakey, wakey.

Duck: I'm looking at the boats.

Harold: That's the regatta. Lots of boats, lots of races. Great fun. I hover around in case I'm needed.

Duck: Do you go to the horizon?

Harold: Yes and beyond.

Percy: I didn't know there was a beyond.

Duck: Do you go to other places at sea?

Harold: Certainly. I can land on ships you know. Anywhere, anytime. Goodbye.

Jim Burgin: He went on talking about the regatta all day. Percy lost patience.

Percy: Well, Duck, I'd rather have my wheels on solid ground. Our rails can take us to all the places we could ever wish to see.

(We hear a siren wailing)

Duck's Driver: That's an emergency. I'll check with the harbormaster.

Jim Burgin: He returned with bad news.

Duck's Driver: A man taking part in the regatta has hurt his hand. We're to take him to the hospital at the next station. Harold's bringing him now. Come on.

(Duck hurries to the scene just in time to see Harold land)

Harold: Good to see you again, Duck.

Jim Burgin: The man was gently helped to safety.

Harold: My job is to stay at sea in case of other emergencies. Otherwise I would take this gentleman to hospital myself. Must fly. Goodbye.

Jim Burgin: Duck set off on his journey. Soon he was steaming well and his wheels were thundering along the track. When they reached the station, the man thanked everyone and Bertie got ready to take him to the hospital.

Bertie: You look splendid flying along the line, Duck. No wonder they call you great western.

Duck: Thank you, Bertie. Percy's right. Engines are happiest when their wheels are firmly on the rails.

Jim Burgin: That night, Percy and Duck stayed a little longer at the key. The air was warm and the sea calm.

Duck: There's a shooting star.

Percy: Don't be daft. It's Harold. Look, he's hovering overhead.

Jim Burgin: Something fluttered down towards Duck. His driver caught it.

Duck's Driver: It's a flag from the regatta. Harold's giving it to you as a present, Duck.

Duck: That was kind of Harold. He may have whirly arms instead of wheels. But he seems to understand just what an engine needs.

Jim Burgin: Duck still wonders about the lands beyond the horizon. But I think he knows that, sometimes, the best travels are those we can only dream about. Don't you?

Part 71: One Good Turn
Jim Burgin: Bill and Ben are the most mischievous engines working on Sir Topham Hatt's Railway. They're kept busy pushing and pulling Trucks up and down the line that runs from the china clay works to the harbor yard. They like to have fun together and often play tricks on the workmen.

(Bill pulls the Trucks away and soot falls on the tracks)

Jim Burgin: But sometimes, their teasing ways can get them into trouble. One morning, Sir Topham Hatt came to see them.

Sir Topham Hatt: Important goods have arrived in the big yard. Bill and Ben, I need you to help the other engines.

Bill and Ben: Oh yes, of course, sir.

Jim Burgin: They set-off happily on their important mission. BoCo was resting in the yard when suddenly he heard a pair of familiar whistles.

BoCo: Hmm. Here comes trouble.

Bill: Sir Topham Hatt told us you were tired. He asked us to take all your Trucks for you.

BoCo: You two never stop do you? But I'm wise to your pranks and we do need help here.

Jim Burgin: The twins were soon busy pushing and pulling the heavy Trucks into place. At last, the day's work was done. The twins now became excited. They were going to use the turntable for the 1st time. Bill went first.

Bill: This is fun!

Jim Burgin: He didn't want to move off at all. The foreman stopped the turntable.

Foreman: Please make way for the other engines.

Jim Burgin: Bill did so, but the foreman had accidentally stopped the turntable in the wrong place. Bill was on the wrong track and there was Ben puffing directly toward him. The engines came to a grinding halt.

(Bill and Ben stop against each other)

Jim Burgin: They gazed grimly at each other.

Bill: I was here first!

Ben: But you're in my way! You'll have to back up again!

Bill: I won't!

Ben: You will!

Bill: I won't!

Jim Burgin: Sir Topham Hatt came to stop the noise.

Sir Topham Hatt: If you don't behave, I shall not allow you here again.

Jim Burgin: The next day, Ben was still grumpy.

Ben: That Bill! Imagine getting in my way on the turntable. He's a really silly engine!

BoCo: The way I heard it. It sounded like you were both to blame.

Ben: Pooh! You must have heard it all wrong!

Jim Burgin: The twins grumbled about each other all day. Even kind Edward lost patience.

Edward: All this grumbling spreads bad atmosphere in the yard.

BoCo: You're quite right and that's why I've come up with a plan.

Jim Burgin: BoCo whispered his plan to Edward. Then his driver told Sir Topham Hatt.

Sir Topham Hatt: I'll start making arrangements right away.

Jim Burgin: The next morning he called Bill and Ben into the yard.

Sir Topham Hatt: BoCo is taking a special train to the harbor. His regular heavy goods train is waiting on the siding. You can pull it together.

Ben: But...

Bill: But...

Sir Topham Hatt: Good. I knew I'd could rely on you two.

Ben: I'll take the train myself.

Bill: Go right ahead.

Jim Burgin: Ben was coupled up to the train of Troublesome Trucks, but they were too heavy for him to move alone.

(Ben attempts to pull a train)

Bill: Go on.

Ben: I can't!

Jim Burgin: Then suddenly, both twins laughed.

Bill: I don't think we'll take turns this time, Ben. I think we better pull together!

Jim Burgin: Ben was delighted. It was good to be helping each other. Best of all, it was good to be friends again.

Part 72: Tender Engines
Jim Burgin: One morning, Gordon was in the yard taking on a large supply of coal.

James: That's the third load of coal you had today, Gordon. Some might say you're being rather greedy.

Gordon: I'm an important engine. Important engines need plenty of coal, but I doubt if you would understand that, James.

Jim Burgin: James snorted and went about his work. Later, Gordon was taking on water from a standpipe because the water tower was under repair.

Duck: I wouldn't drink too much of that water if I were you, Gordon. It might give you boiler-ache.

Gordon: Pah! What's this? Educating Gordon day? First James, now you, Duck. Big engines have big needs. Little engines are just annoying.

Duck: Don't say I didn't warn you.

Jim Burgin: Later, Gordon steamed into the yard at the big station.

Gordon: That's what I need.

Jim Burgin: There, emerging out of the sheds were two shiny tenders.

Gordon: Now If I had two tenders. I wouldn't need to stop so often. And I wouldn't have to listen to silly little engines.

Driver: Those tenders belong to a visitor.

Jim Burgin: Diesel sidled up alongside.

Diesel: Everyone knows that tenders are a mark of distinction, but I'm afraid that no amount of tenders will save you in the end. We diesels are taking over, and we don't need tenders to make us important, not even one.

Jim Burgin: Gordon was most upset. He was feeling just the same next day.

Gordon: I'm not happy.

Duck: I know. It's boiler-ache.

Gordon: It's not boiler-ache. It's...

Henry: Of course it is. That water's bad. Have a good washout, then you feel a different engine. Your boiler must be full of sludge.

Gordon: Don't be vulgar.

Jim Burgin: He backed on his train hissing mournfully.

Sir Topham Hatt: Cheer up, Gordon.

Gordon: I can't, sir. Is it true what diesels says, sir?

Sir Topham Hatt: What does his say?

Gordon: That diesels are taking over.

Sir Topham Hatt: Don't worry, Gordon. That will never happen on my railway.

Gordon: One more thing, sir. Why did the visitor have two tenders?

Sir Topham Hatt: Because he lives on a railway with long difference between coaling depots.

Jim Burgin: Gordon felt better. But Henry started complaining. He banged some Trucks angrily.

Henry: I always worked hard enough for two. I deserve another tender.

Jim Burgin: Duck whispered something to Donald. He was going to play a trick on Henry.

Duck: Henry? Would you like my tenders?

Henry: Yours?! What have you got to do with tenders?

Duck: All right. The deals off. Would you like them, Donald?

Donald: I wouldn't deprive you of the honor.

Duck: It is a great honor. But I'm only a tank engine. Perhaps James might...

Henry: I'm sorry I was rude. How many tenders have you and when can I have them?

Duck: Uh, hmm, I have six and you can have them this evening.

Henry: Six lovely tenders! What a splendid sight I'll be.

Jim Burgin: Henry was excited all day.

Henry: Do you think it'll be all right?

Duck: Of course. They're already now.

Jim Burgin: The other engines waited where they could each get a good view. But Henry wasn't a splendid sight at all. His six tenders were very old, dirty and filled with boiler sludge.

Gordon: Have a good washout, Henry? That's right. You'll feel a different engine now.

Jim Burgin: Henry was not sure, but he thought the voice belonged to Gordon.

Part 73: Escape!
Jim Burgin: One day, Edward was talking to Trevor when Douglas steamed by. He was pulling a train of heavy coal Trucks.

Douglas: Come on, Edward. Stop gossiping in the sun when there's work to be done.

Jim Burgin: Later, Edward spoke to Douglas.

Edward: Trevor and I are old friends and you and he have a lot in common too.

Douglas: We do? And what would that be?

Edward: Scrap.

Jim Burgin: Douglas gasped.

Douglas: Don't mention that word! It makes me wheels wobble!

Edward: It does the same to Trevor. He was being sent to the scrapyard, but the ViTruck and I saved him and now he's really useful again. Even so, Sir Topham Hatt certainly does need another steam engine here.

Douglas: Aye, he does, and quickly.

Jim Burgin: That night, Douglas was still working. He had taken the midnight goods train to a station at a faraway part of the island where only the diesels worked. He was just shunting, ready for his return journey, when...

Douglas: That sounds like a steam engine.

Jim Burgin: The hiss came again.

Douglas: Who's there?

Jim Burgin: A whisper came.

Oliver: Are you Sir Topham Hatt's engine?

Douglas: Aye, and proud of it.

Oliver: Well, I'm Oliver and I'm with my break van, Toad, we've run out of coal and have no more steam.

Douglas: But what are you doing?

Oliver: Escaping?

Douglas: From what?

Oliver: Scrap.

Jim Burgin: Then, he remembered Edward's story about saving Trevor.

Douglas: I'll be glad to help you. It'll have to look those if you're ready for scrap and I'm taking you away.

Jim Burgin: Their drivers and firemen agreed to help too. Everyone worked fast.

Douglas: No time to turn round. I'll run tender first. Come on.

(Dog barking)

Jim Burgin: But before they could clear the station they were stopped.

Foreman: Aha! A great western engine and a brake van too. You can't take these.

Driver: Aye, but they're all for us. See for yourself.

Jim Burgin: The foreman looked all over Oliver.

Foreman: Seems in order. Right away, guard.

(Douglas and Oliver make an escape)

Douglas: That was a near thing.

Oliver: We've had worse.

Jim Burgin: It was daylight when their journey ended.

Douglas: We're home!

Driver: Shh! There are the works. We'll find a place for Oliver.

Jim Burgin: Oliver said goodbye and thank you, and Douglas puffed away. The next day, Douglas told the other engines all about Oliver.

James: Sir Topham Hatt would have to know.

Gordon: Douglas should tell him at once.

Sir Topham Hatt: Well, here he is. Now what's this all about?

Duck: Beg pardon, sir, but we do need another engine.

Gordon: Yes sir. A steam engine, sir.

Sir Topham Hatt: Well, unless one saved from scrap, there's little hope.

Douglas: But sir, one has...

Sir Topham Hatt: And thanks to you, Douglas, he is now at our works. Oliver is just what we need for Duck's branch line.

Jim Burgin: Everyone cheered. Now Oliver and Toad are mended and painted in full great western colors. Duck and Oliver are happy on their branch line. The others laughed at first and called it "The Little Western". Duck and Oliver were delighted and so the little western, it will always be.

Part 74: Oliver Owns Up
Jim Burgin: On a clear day when the sky is blue and there is just enough breeze to blow the clouds away, you can stand on the big hill above the valley and watch Duck and Oliver far below, busily at work on Duck's Branch Line near the sea. The two engines are very proud of their matching coats of gleaming color. Oliver often talks about the time that Douglas saved him from scrap.

Oliver: If it wasn't for his help...

Jim Burgin: Oliver will say.

Oliver: I might have been caught when I ran away from the scrapyard, and I would never have come to live here on Sir Topham Hatt's Railway.

Jim Burgin: The other engines all wanted to know about Oliver's adventures.

Henry: Amazing!

James: Oliver... ...has Resource...

Gordon: ...and Sagacity.

Percy: What does that mean?

Thomas: I think... ...it's about being clever and wise.

Gordon: He is... ...an example to us all.

Jim Burgin: I'm sorry to say that Oliver became very puffed up in his smokebox.

Oliver: Henry says I'm amazing. He's right.

Jim Burgin: He whistled as he swooshed along the line. One morning, Sir Topham Hatt came to see him.

Sir Topham Hatt: You are doing well. Now you must learn how to look after Troublesome Trucks.

Jim Burgin: Every wise engine knows that you cannot trust Troublesome Trucks. The other engines warned Oliver but he took no notice.

Oliver: You think I can't manage. Gordon knows better. Hes says I'm sagacious.

Duck: You may be good gracious or whatever you call it, but Trucks can be troublesome and...

Donald: Say no more, Duck. It's a pity, but the wee engine will just have to learn for himself.

Jim Burgin: Oliver pulled some loaded Trucks into a siding and pushed the empties into the chute. Then he came back to take the loaded Trucks away. But they were comfortable and didn't want to move.

Truck 1: What right is he to poke his funnel in here?

Truck 2: We want Duck...

Truck 3: ...or Donald...

Truck 4: ...or Douglas!

Oliver: Look sharp.

Trucks: That's not the way to speak. We'll get even.

Jim Burgin: Oliver heard nothing. The Trucks moved smoothly at first, then suddenly, Oliver felt them push forward. His driver applied the brakes, but they were useless against the surging Trucks.

Trucks: On, on, on!

Jim Burgin: Oliver fought hard, but still they forced them on and on. At last, the Trucks grew tired.

Oliver: I'm winning.

Jim Burgin: But it was too late.

(Oliver falls into the turntable well)

Jim Burgin: Oliver lay bruised and bemused, bunkered down in the turntable well. Duck surveyed the damaged.

Duck: Hello, Oliver. Are you being a good gracious engine? Beg pardon but, we really don't like this sort of surprise. Donald and Douglas will miss their turntable until it is mended.

Jim Burgin: That evening, Oliver was hauled gently to safety.

Oliver: I'm sorry, sir. I should've listened to Duck's advice. I don't feel good gracious or whatever it is. I just feel silly.

Sir Topham Hatt: Well, Oliver. Now you know the damage Trucks can do.

Oliver: Yes I do, sir. I look like a load of scrap iron.

Sir Topham Hatt: Oh, I don't think so. But you do need to go to the works to be mended.

Jim Burgin: The other engines now felt sorry for Oliver.

Duck: The branch line won't be the same without you. Come back soon.

Jim Burgin: A few days later, Oliver did come back. His coat gleamed brighter than ever. He was a wiser engine too and never made a mistake about Trucks again.

Part 75: Bulgy
Jim Burgin: It was a special holiday on the Island of Sodor. Bertie the Bus was working harder than ever before. All the engines were busy too. Duck was waiting for his next journey. Near him stood a red bus. But he didn't look friendly like Bertie. The bus growled as he gazed at the happy passengers.

Bulgy: Stupid nonsense. I wouldn't have brought them if I'd known. I'd have had a breakdown or something.

Duck: I'm glad you didn't. You've spoiled their fun.

Bulgy: Bah! Enjoyment is all you engines live for. One day railways will be ripped up.

Jim Burgin: Duck felt shocked at such an idea.

Duck: We have a friend called Bertie and he's a bus. But he likes the railway. Sometimes he teases us about it, but he'd never want to see it ripped up.

Bulgy: Huh! I know Bertie. He's too small and size to be in any use.

Jim Burgin: Duck took no notice.

Duck: That bus is silly.

Jim Burgin: At the junction, Duck told Oliver all about him.

Oliver: I call him "Bulgy".

Jim Burgin: But that afternoon when the two engines met again, Oliver was no longer laughing.

Oliver: Bulgy's Friend has come. He's rude too. He's taking Bulgy's passengers home and leaving Bulgy free to steal ours.

Duck: But he can't.

Oliver: Bulgy says he can get them to the big station before us.

Duck: Rubbish. It's much further by road.

Oliver: Yeah. But Bulgy says he knows a shortcut.

Jim Burgin: That evening, the engines were preparing for the homeward rush.

Duck: Where are the passengers?

Oliver: Look! Look at Bulgy. He's a mean scarlet deceiver.

Jim Burgin: Bulgy was wearing a large sign saying: Railway Bus.

Bulgy: Ya, boo, snubs.

Duck: Come on. Let's see what he's up to.

Jim Burgin: Duck wanted to get back at Bulgy, but he wasn't sure how. Then in the distance, Duck saw a man waving a red flag. That meant, danger. The line here crosses a narrow road and there was Bulgy wedged firmly under the bridge.

Duck: So this was his shortcut.

Bulgy's Passengers: He tricked us. He said he was a railway bus, but he wouldn't accept our return tickets. He wanted us to think railways are no good.

Jim Burgin: Duck's crew examined the bridge.

Duck's Driver: It's risky, but we must help the passengers.

Duck: Passengers are urgent.

Jim Burgin: Duck slowly and carefully set off across the bridge. Bulgy wailed as he felt the bridge quiver.

Bulgy: (groaning) Stop! It might fall on me.

Duck: That would serve you right for telling lies.

Jim Burgin: But the bridge didn't collapse. Duck made good time and all the passengers caught their trains. The bridge is now mended, but not unfortunately Bulgy and his weights. He never learned sense. He's a henhouse now and his lies can do no harm. The hens never listen to them anyway.

Part 76: Heroes
Jim Burgin: One morning, Bill and Ben were busy at the quarry, pushing and pulling cars filled with clay into their proper places. The twins are cheeky and love playing tricks. But they were growing restless.

Ben: Listen, Bill. Can you hear something?

Bill: What sort of something?

Ben: Something different.

Bill: I can't hear anything different.

Ben: Exactly. Everything is the same. Sounds the same, looks the same. What we need is a surprise.

Bill: Surprise what?

Jim Burgin: Before Ben could answer, the quarry master arrived.

Quarry Master: I have just received a message from Sir Topham Hatt. He wants you to go to the station at the harbor.

Bill: I wonder what we've done this time.

Ben: It must be you.

Bill: Why me? I've not done anything.

Jim Burgin: Sir Topham Hatt was waiting for them.

Sir Topham Hatt: Edward is taking the children on a special trip today. I want you to go to the station and look after cars there.

Ben: We'll do our best, sir.

Jim Burgin: Gordon spoke severely to them.

Gordon: You must behave here. You're on the Main Line now.

Ben: Actually, Gordon. When we saw you, we thought this was the scrapyard.

Jim Burgin: Gordon was cross.

Gordon: Just make sure that my coaches are ready for my evening train.

Jim Burgin: And he fumed away. (The twins laughed and set to work.)

Bill and Ben: This was easy. We know all about cars.

Jim Burgin: But I'm afraid they didn't.

Freight Cars: No need for that.

Jim Burgin: Shouted the cars, as the twins pushed them into place.

Freight Cars: We'll show you around, we want to help.

Bill and Ben: Thank you very much.

Jim Burgin: The cars giggled and began their tricks. Evening came. The yard was in a dreadful muddle. The twins had left the cars tell them where to put things. Gordon and the passengers waited impatiently outside the station while Bill and Ben tried to sort things out. But by the time Gordon was able to leave, it was very late indeed. Next day,+ the twins were working at the quarry again.

Bill: That's a strange noise. I never heard a noise like that before.

Bill's Driver: I have. It sounds like a rock slide to me.

(We hear a loud siren)

Jim Burgin: Then came the alarm.

Quarry Master: Danger! Clear the quarry!

Jim Burgin: Workmen scrambled into the cars.

Bill and Ben: Thank goodness we're here.

Jim Burgin: They were just puffing out of the quarry when...

Quarry Master: Help! Wait for me!

Jim Burgin: A workman had been left behind. Ben waited as the man climbed quickly aboard. The twins left the quarry just in time.

(The avalanche buries the entire quarry completely)

Jim Burgin: Everyone was safe, but rubble lay all around.

Bill: Oh dear. This wasn't our fault. I hope Sir Topham Hatt will understand.

Jim Burgin: And indeed, he did. Next day, he arrived with Edward.

Sir Topham Hatt: Bill and Ben, you still have a lot to learn about cars, don't you? But you acted quickly and bravely an emergency. So, three cheers for Bill and Ben our heroes. Hip hip, hooray, hooray, hooray!

Bill: Oh, thank you, Sir. Being called heroes, well, it's, it's...

Ben: It's a really nice surprise.

Part 77: Percy, James And The Fruitful Day
Jim Burgin: It was a splendid morning on the Island of Sodor. James was feeling very pleased with himself. His red paint gleamed in the sunshine as he sped along the line. He reached the junction just as Percy puffed in with some freight cars. James was surprised to see him.

James: What are you doing here, Percy? You should be at the station by now!

Percy: I know. These cars had been troublesome all morning.

James: That's no excuse, Percy! Nothing should stop us! Sir Topham Hatt relies on us to be on time! Now if you'll excuse me, I'll be on my way!

Jim Burgin: And James puffed importantly away.

Percy: Bossy buffers.

Jim Burgin: James arrived at the harbor. It was market day. The harbor yard was filled with the sweet smell of fruits from faraway lands. The fruit was delivered in big ships. James watched as strawberries, oranges, melons and bananas were carefully loaded onto his cars. Then, he set off for the station on the Main Line. On the way, he met Thomas.

James: Really reliable, that's me! Pity the same can't be sent for Percy! Goodbye!

Annie and Clarabel: What was all that about?

Thomas: That was trouble. Trouble for James, just wait and see.

Jim Burgin: Percy was back in the yard and busy shunting. He had the cars in good order and was making up for lost time. But the stationmaster had bad news.

Percy's Driver: What's happened?

Stationmaster: James' brakes are jammed we need Percy's help right away.

Jim Burgin: Percy quickly set off to the rescue. James was stuck on the line and looking glum. Percy couldn't help laughing.

Percy: Got yourself in a bit of a jam eh, James, a "sticky situation"?

James: Be quiet! It's not funny having jammed brakes!

Percy: And not very reliable either. I'm surprised you let it happen, James. Nothing should stop us engines.

Percy's Driver: That's enough Percy. Can you push these cars?

Percy: Of course I can. There's no time to lose. James has done too much of that already.

Jim Burgin: James angrily hissed steam as Percy was coupled to the cars.

Percy: Off we go! I'll have to go fast to get there in time. Those big engines are so unreliable.

James: I'm so driving nuts!

Percy's Driver: Be careful, Percy.

Jim Burgin: But Percy was in a hurry. He didn't see that the switch had failed and that he had been diverted into a siding.

Percy's Driver: Look out, Percy!

Jim Burgin: but it was too late.

(Percy crashes into the van)

Jim Burgin: The driver and fireman had jumped clear but squashed fruit squirted all over Percy.

(The squash fruit covers Percy completely)

Jim Burgin: No one was hurt. Sir Topham Hatt arrived.

Sir Topham Hatt: Percy, you were not to blame for the switch failure. But I do not run a jam factory.

Percy: Yes sir, no sir.

Jim Burgin: And Percy squelched sadly away. That night, the shed was silent. James and Percy felt very sorry for themselves. At last, Thomas spoke.

Thomas: You know...

Jim Burgin: He said to no engine in particular.

Thomas: There's more than one way to get jammed. We all learned that today.

Jim Burgin: Still there was silence.

Thomas: What's more, we also learned that sometimes when engines helped each other out of a jam, things can still go wrong.

Voice: So.

Thomas: So, that means we learned a lot today. And there for...

Jim Burgin: Then came a chorus.

Engines: We're really useful engines after all!

Part 78: Thomas and Percy's Mountain Adventure
Jim Burgin: If someday you should see Thomas the Tank Engine puffing happily along the line, he may be on his way to a village nestled deep in the heart of the Island of Sodor. One November morning, Thomas whistled to all his friends.

Thomas: It's nearly Thanksgiving and I'll bring you lots of letters and parcels.

Jim Burgin: But then, an early snowstorm came. The island was covered with thick snow. The engines found work difficult. Some had to help clear snow from the track and workmen hacked away at the frozen banks of ice. Thomas and Percy were collecting important mail for Thanksgiving.

Thomas: Driver says there's lot of mail for the village. I'll need an extra car for it all.

Jim Burgin: Percy was feeling left out.

Percy: It's not fair, you're not leaving any mail for me.

Jim Burgin: But Percy's chance had come.

Thomas' Driver: There's been a change of plans. Sir Topham Hatt needs us at the big station. Percy, you are to take Thomas' train to the village.

Jim Burgin: Percy was delighted, but Thomas was sad.

Thomas: I won't be able to say happy thanksgiving to all my friends.

Percy: Don't worry. I'll do it for you.

Thomas: It's not the same.

Jim Burgin: Percy was making good time on his way to the village when suddenly...

Percy's Driver: What's that?

Jim Burgin: There ahead was a fogman by the line. He was holding a red light.

Fogman: The village is cutoff by the snow. We need snowploughs, workmen and a helicopter. Leave your cars on the sidings and go back quickly.

Jim Burgin: Percy was soon steaming to Harold's airfield.

(Percy whistles)

Percy: Wake up, lazy-wings, the mountain villagers need your help. They're stranded.

Harold: With help. I like an emergency to keep me warm.

Jim Burgin: And he buzzed away.

Percy: Now. What's next?

Jim Burgin: Suddenly, there was Thomas with Terence the Tractor and a works train.

Thomas: Come on, Percy. Follow me.

Jim Burgin: The two engines battled their way through the snow. At last, they reached the village. Harold was already there busily dropping food for thanksgiving dinner to the people below. Terence quickly got to work.

Terence: Lovely stuff.

Jim Burgin: He said as he pushed the snow aside.

Villagers: Well done, Percy. Well done, Thomas.

Thomas: Percy, I just remembered. Your mail train is still back at the siding isn't it.

Jim Burgin: Percy hurried back to fetch it. Just then, Toby arrived with Henrietta.

Toby: We've brought lots of hot drinks and food for the villagers.

Jim Burgin: That night all the engines had gone back to the sheds, except Toby. The villagers had made a plan to thank the engines. They loaded paint pots and parcels into Henrietta and then they set off through the moonlit countryside. All the engines were fast asleep in the sheds as Toby ran silently into the yard. He had no idea what the villagers were going to do, but he knew it was going to be a big surprise. When the engines woke the next morning they could not believe their eyes. The sheds had been repainted and decorated. The engines whistled in delight and everyone agreed that it was a really happy thanksgiving.

Mike O Donnel: It's Thomas the Tank Engine.

Hip, hip, hip, hip, hooray!

Chugga-chugga, chugg, chugg

Chuff, chuff, chuff.

He rides along the way.

And when you hear that whistle,

It can only be one train.

Our favourite little engine,

Thomas is his name!

Kids and Mike O Donnel: Thomas the Tank Engine rolling along, [whistle]

All of his friends will be coming along.

Thomas, we love you.

Mike O Donnel: He's a Really Useful Engine

With a heart that's big and strong.

He chugga-chugga, chuff-chuffs working hard

Helping everyone.

Thomas, he has lots of friends

And you can be one too.

Just clap, clap, clap and sing-along

Thomas, we love you.

Chorus: Thomas the Tank Engine rolling along, [whistle]

All of his friends will be coming along.

Thomas, we love you.

Mike O Donnel: There's Gordon, and Henry,

Edward, James, and Toby,

Annie and Clarabel,

Kids: And don't forget Percy!

Mike O Donnel: Terence and Bertie,

Diesel, Duck, and Daisy.

Lots more friends for you.

Mike O Donnel: He's always up to mischief,

That cheeky little train.

He chugga-chugga-chuff-chuffs everywhere,

He's always playing games.

The Fat Controller scolds him,

But loves him just the same.

Our favourite little engine,

Thomas is his name!

Kids & Mike O Donnel: Thomas the Tank Engine rolling along, [whistle]

All of his friends will be coming along.

Thomas we love you.

Kids & Mike O Donnel: Thomas the Tank Engine rolling along, [whistle]

All of his friends will be coming along.

Thomas we love you,

Thomas we love you,

Thomas,

We love you!

Part 79: Granpuff
Jim Burgin: One winter's night, when the cold wind blew, the engines found it hard to sleep.

Toby: What we need... ...is to listen to a story.

Percy: Yes. A mysterious story.

Duck: But... ...it must have a happy ending.

Thomas: Driver told me a story. Once upon a time...

Story: There were three little engines who lived in their own little shed on their own little railway. Their names were Duke, Stuart and Falcon. Duke was the oldest and was named after his grace, the Duke of Sodor. He was proud of this and love to keep the little ones in order.

Jim Burgin: Whenever they did anything that Duke thought wrong, he would say...

Duke: That would never suit his Grace.

Jim Burgin: Other engines came and went but Duke outlasted them at all. Stuart and Falcon used to call him "Granpuff". They were fond of him, but they got very tired of hearing all about his Grace. Sometimes they would tease him and chant...

Stuart and Falcon: Engines come and engines go, Granpuff goes on forever!

Duke: You impurant scallywags! Whatever are you engines coming to?

Falcon: Never mind, Granpuff. We're only young once.

Duke: Well you better mind, unless you want to end up like Smudger.

Stuart: Ooh! Granpuff, whatever happened?

Duke: Smudger... ...was a showoff. He rode roughly and often came off the rails. I warned him to be careful, but he took no notice.

Smudger: Listen, Dukie. Who worries about a few spills?

Duke: We do here, I said, but Smudger just laughed.

Smudger: (laughs)

Duke: Until one day, manager said he was gonna make him useful at last. Smudger stopped laughing then.

Stuart: Why? What did he do?

Duke: He turned him into a generator. He still out there behind our shed. He'll never move again.

Jim Burgin: After that, Stuart and Falcon became really useful engines and all three were happy together for many years. Then hard times came. The mines and the hills closed and the railway was closed too. People came to buy the engines.

People: We'll take Stuart and Falcon.

Jim Burgin: No-one wanted Duke. They thought him too old.

Stuart: Cheer up, Granpuff. We'll find you a nice railway and then you can come and keep us in order.

Jim Burgin: They tried to be brave and cheerful, but no-one really thought their dreams would come true. Duke's Driver and Fireman oiled and greased him one last time. They sheeted him snugly and said goodbye, then they had to go away and find work.

Jim Burgin: Duke was alone. Duke: Oh well. I'll go to sleep. It'll help to pass the time.

Jim Burgin: Winter torrents washed soils from the hills. Trees and bushes grew all around. You wouldn't have know a shed was there, let alone a little engine sleep inside.

Percy: That's not a happy ending!

Thomas: Ah. There will be one, but that'll have to wait until next time.

Part 80: Sleeping Beauty
Jim Burgin: It was a beautiful night on the Island of Sodor. The day's work was done and the engines puffed safely home.

Percy: Thomas. Will you tell us the end of the story?

Thomas: You mean the one about "Duke the Lost Engine"?

Henry: Exactly.

James: But please remind us of the story so far.

Jim Burgin: So Thomas began and here's the rest of the story he told. Duke was old and lived with two young engines called Stuart and Falcon. They teased Duke and called him "Granpuff", but they were happy together. Then their line was closed down and the young engines went away. Duke was left alone in the shed. He went to sleep and everything around him changed. But Duke was never forgotten. Years went by until one day not long ago, visitors came to see Sir Topham Hatt.

Visitors: We want to find Duke. And make him happy again.

Jim Burgin: Maps lay everywhere.

Visitor: If we follow the old line shown here on the map. We'll travel north of the village and then into the mountains. And look. There's a sign for the old station. If Duke's anywhere, he's there.

Jim Burgin: Everyone set off to the mountains faraway. The days went by, the search grew harder, but the rescuers wouldn't give up.

Rescuers: Let's go this way.

Jim Burgin: But there was still no sign of Duke.

Rescuers: He's here somewhere.

Jim Burgin: They scrambled over hills, struggled over ditches. At last their search ended, quite by accident.

(One of the rescuers falls on top of Duke)

Rescuers: We found him! We found our "Sleeping Beauty"!

Duke (the CGI version Remastered): Excuse me. Are you a vandal? Driver told me vandals break and smash things.

Rescuers: Bless you no. We dropped in because we couldn't find your door. Falcon and Stuart will be pleased to see you.

Duke: So they did remember!

Jim Burgin: Then they all set off for Duke's new home. Stuart and Falcon were ready for a big welcome.

Stuart and Falcon: He's here! Sh! Sh!

Duke: You woke me up. In my young days, engines were...

Stuart: Seem and not heard, Granpuff, we know.

Falcon (the CGI version Remastered): We're all being back to work tomorrow. We're glad you've come back. We can keep you in order now.

Duke: Keep me in order? Be off with you! Impudant scallywags!

Jim Burgin: But Duke's old eyes twinkled, and for the first time in years, he smiled as he dozed in the sun.

Thomas: And that... ...is the whole story. Did you like it?

Percy: Yes indeed.

James: Especially the happy ending.

Jim Burgin: And soon, they were all asleep too.

Part 81: Bulldog
Jim Burgin: One morning, Percy was impatient. He was wearing a new coat of paint and longed for everyone to see it. The other engines were still dozing, but not Percy.

Percy: Driver should be here by now. What's he doing?

Gordon: Sleeping.

Percy: But that means I'll be late. The coaches will be waiting and the passengers will get cross.

Henry: Rubbish!

James: It's still early. You just wanna showoff.

Percy: No I don't.

Thomas: Never mind, Percy. It'll soon be time for work, but be careful, or you might run into danger and Duke is not here to save you.

Toby: Duke? You mean our hero?

Jim Burgin: A large painting of Duke hung on the engine shed.

Thomas: The very same. Driver told me the story. Listen.

Jim Burgin: And this is the story Thomas told them. Long ago, when Peter Sam was still called Stuart and Sir Handel Falcon, they worked with Duke on his old railway, but Falcon still had a lot to learn. The Manager came to see him.

Manager: Falcon, I'm pleased with your work so far. Now you must learn a difficult part of the line. We call it "The Mountain Road".

Jim Burgin: Falcon was excited.

Falcon: Yes, please, sir.

Manager: So, tomorrow, when you have a new coat of paint, you will go on it. Duke will explain everything.

Falcon: Huh! Duke's an old fusspot.

Jim Burgin: Next day came.

Duke: Listen. The Mountain Road is difficult. I'll lead.

Falcon: No. I'll lead. How can I learn the route with you lumbering ahead and blocking the view?

Duke: Suit yourself. But never mind the view. Look at the track.

Jim Burgin: The engines set off.

Duke: Look at the track. Never mind the view.

Falcon: Fusspot, fusspot. Fuddy-duddy, fuddy-duddy, fuddy-duddy.

Jim Burgin: The engines' speed grew slower and slower.

Falcon: Don't dawdle, don't dawdle!

Duke: No hurry, no hurry.

Jim Burgin: Soon, they approach a tunnel. Falcon didn't like the tunnel. It was curved and he couldn't see.

Falcon: I wanna get out! I wanna get out!

Jim Burgin: One moment, everything seemed safe. But then suddenly...

[Falcon falls into the edge]

Jim Burgin: Falcon was derailed and hung dangerously over the edge. Duke bravely held on with all his strength.

Duke: Stop shaking! I can't hold you if you shake!

Jim Burgin: Duke's driver and fireman work quickly to make the two engines safe again. Then came more trouble.

Fireman: Water! Duke needs water quickly!

Jim Burgin: Luckily there was the workers' cottage nearby. Soon everyone was passing jugs, buckets, kettles and saucepans filled with water until Duke's first was quenched. All the while, Duke was building more strength. At last, with everyone's help, he was able to pull Falcon back on to the rails.

[Duke pulls Falcon back on the rails]

Jim Burgin: Then they started off once more. The manager was waiting at the top station. He apologized for that accident.

Passengers: Your Duke... ...is a hero! He stood firm like a bulldog and wouldn't let go.

Jim Burgin: Falcon was grateful too.

Falcon: Thank you for saving me, Duke. I don't know why you bothered after I've been so rude.

Duke: Oh well. You just had a new coat of paint. It would’ve been a pity if you rolled down the mountain and spoiled it.

Part 82: You Can't Win
Jim Burgin: Duke is the hero of all the engines. This is a story about him. It happened long ago when Peter Sam was called Stuart and Sir Handel: Falcon. Many people came year after year to see the Mountains and the Lakes and most of all, Duke. He always pulled his train, even on days when he didn't feel well.

Duke: I mustn't disappoint my friends.

Jim Burgin: He would say. Every morning he took his passengers up the line and stopped anywhere they want him.

Duke: (whistles) Please be ready when I come back for you. Otherwise we might miss your boat to the mainland and that would never do.

Jim Burgin: One day, Duke didn't feel well. He was short of steam and needed to rest. His driver and fireman had just finish clearing his tubes when Stuart bustled in.

Stuart: Hello, Granpuff! Are you short of puff?

Duke: Nothing of the sort. This is routine maintenance.

Stuart: Tell you what.

Jim Burgin: Went on Stuart.

Stuart: You're getting old. We must take care of you in case you breakdown.

Duke: Huh! That'll be the day.

Jim Burgin: Duke couldn't stay cross for long. It was a lovely evening.

Duke: Couldn't be better! Couldn't be better!

Jim Burgin: They began to climb, but Duke didn't mind.

Duke: I've plenty of steam. We'll be up in the couple of puffs.

Jim Burgin: But soon, Duke's puffs changed to wheezes. He vows were leaking steam.

Duke: It's not so easy, it's not so easy. But I'll manage.

Jim Burgin: At last they reached the station. Duke's driver examined him carefully. Anxious passengers waited for news.

Conductor: Duke is going to take you to the harbor, but he might be late. So two engines are coming to help. You'll still catch your boat.

Jim Burgin: Falcon buffered up in front.

Falcon: Poor old Granpuff. What a shame you broken down.

Stuart: (whistles three times) This is the day!

Jim Burgin: He was coupled on behind.

Falcon: Are you ready?

Stuart: Yes I am!

Jim Burgin: When the reached the next station, the cavalcade split up. Falcon took Duke's passengers to the boat. Stuart headed Falcon's train with Duke coupled behind.

Stuart: Fancy me rescuing Granpuff! This is the day! This is the day! Poor old engine! Poor old engine!

Jim Burgin: But Duke still had plenty of steam left at him. His valves sounded worse when they were. He and his driver had their own little joke ready. They waited until they reached the hill.

Driver: Now!

Jim Burgin: Duke puffed and roared as though he was pushing a whole trains' weight before him. The noise echoed everywhere. When they reached the last station, everyone cheered.

Boy: What happened? They don't usually need two engines.

Father: Well. Stuart broke down. Duke had to help him. It sounds as if he had a hard job too.

Jim Burgin: Duke and his drivers' joke had worked.

Stuart: FIDDLESTICKS!

Jim Burgin: Duke wheezed alongside.

Duke: Poor old engine! It's no good, Stuart. You can't win.