Thomas The Tank Engine And Friends (1984) s11e12 Episode Script
Thomas Sets Sail
The island of Sodor is surrounded by beautiful blue sea.
It has fields of green and sandy yellow beaches.
There are rivers, streams and trees where birds sing.
There are windmills and a coal mine and docks where visitors to the island arrive.
The island also has lots of railway lines.
Who's that puffing down the track? It's Thomas! Hello, Thomas! Hello, everybody! Welcome to the island of Sodor.
It was a blustery, buffety day on the island of Sodor.
Edward's coal trucks creaked and cranked against the wind, Percy's mail trucks shuttled and shivered, but Thomas hardly noticed the wind at all.
He puffed into Brendham Docks.
The mayor of Sodor had ordered a new sailing boat.
"I am to take the sailing boat to the launch party," tooted Thomas excitedly.
"The mayor, the Fat Controller and Lady Hatt "will see the boat go into the sea for the first time.
" The boat had a tall mast and was painted bright red! "It's wonderful," gasped Thomas.
"It's red.
I should be taking it," huffed James.
"It's heavy.
I should be taking it," wheeshed Gordon.
Cranky lowered the sailing boat onto Thomas' flatbed.
"It's not too heavy for me," tooted Thomas.
"You must wait for the engineer to lower the masts," snapped Cranky.
"The masts will be no trouble," Thomas whistled.
And he raced away.
Thomas puffed proudly along.
The wind was strong, and the boat was heavy.
But not too heavy for Thomas! Thomas came to a steep hill.
He chuffed hard, pulling the heavy boat.
"I can do it.
I can do it," he puffed.
Soon he reached the top.
"Hoorah," Thomas tooted.
"I did it!" He felt very pleased.
And he steamed on.
Then Thomas met Emily.
"Look at my sailing boat, Emily.
" "Don't you look grand," wheeshed Emily.
And Thomas knew he did.
Thomas felt very grand as he steamed past Elisabeth.
"Be careful with that tall boat," she hooted.
"It's a very blustery day!" Thomas felt too important to take any notice.
Next, Thomas puffed towards a low bridge.
Rosie was waiting at the signal.
"Watch out, Thomas," whistled Rosie sharply.
Thomas applied his brakes and stopped just in time.
"The mast is too tall to go under the bridge," puffed Rosie.
"Then I shall take another track," huffed Thomas.
Thomas chuffed proudly on.
Then there was trouble.
He heard a loud crunch.
Thomas looked up.
"Oh, no," cried Thomas.
"The tall mast must have caught in the trees.
" Thomas couldn't move forwards or backwards.
So he huffed and chuffed, and with a mighty puff, Thomas broke free.
"Hooray," tooted Thomas.
But Thomas didn't know the ropes holding the sails had untied.
Thomas was feeling very grand.
The wind was strong.
It was blowing him along.
"Whee!" Thomas cried happily.
He was going faster and faster.
The wind grew stronger.
Thomas raced around a bend.
"Be careful, Thomas," Molly tooted.
"The wind is filling the boat's sails.
" But Thomas wheeshed by so quickly he didn't hear her.
The mayor, the Fat Controller and Lady Hatt were waiting at the harbour.
They could see Thomas racing towards them.
"Slow down, Thomas," boomed the Fat Controller.
But Thomas couldn't slow down.
Thomas whooshed past and raced away from them.
Faster and faster, around a bend in the track.
Suddenly the wind dropped and Thomas stopped.
"If the wind picks up again, "I'll never be able to stop at the harbour.
" "The boat will not be launched.
"The mayor and the Fat Controller will be very cross.
" Thomas knew he had been wrong not to wait for the engineer.
"I must chuff to the docks quickly, "and I must bring the engineer to lower the masts.
" Thomas was uncoupled from the flatbed, and he steamed off.
Thomas's wheels whirred to a stop at the docks.
"Has the engineer arrived, Salty?" Puffed Thomas.
"Yes, me hearty," smiled Salty.
Thomas was very relieved.
The engineer climbed quickly into Thomas' cab, and Thomas steamed off.
Soon Thomas arrived at the sailing boat.
The engineer rolled the sails and lowered the masts.
Slowly, Thomas chuffed back to the harbour.
The boat was heavy.
Thomas had to puff hard.
This time the wind couldn't help him.
The mayor, the Fat Controller and Lady Hatt were still waiting.
They were happy to see Thomas, and the mayor's sailing boat.
"Thomas, I see you have decided that full steam is better than full sail.
" "Yes, sir," tooted Thomas.
As he watched the boat slide into the water, Thomas was very proud to be Really Useful.
It has fields of green and sandy yellow beaches.
There are rivers, streams and trees where birds sing.
There are windmills and a coal mine and docks where visitors to the island arrive.
The island also has lots of railway lines.
Who's that puffing down the track? It's Thomas! Hello, Thomas! Hello, everybody! Welcome to the island of Sodor.
It was a blustery, buffety day on the island of Sodor.
Edward's coal trucks creaked and cranked against the wind, Percy's mail trucks shuttled and shivered, but Thomas hardly noticed the wind at all.
He puffed into Brendham Docks.
The mayor of Sodor had ordered a new sailing boat.
"I am to take the sailing boat to the launch party," tooted Thomas excitedly.
"The mayor, the Fat Controller and Lady Hatt "will see the boat go into the sea for the first time.
" The boat had a tall mast and was painted bright red! "It's wonderful," gasped Thomas.
"It's red.
I should be taking it," huffed James.
"It's heavy.
I should be taking it," wheeshed Gordon.
Cranky lowered the sailing boat onto Thomas' flatbed.
"It's not too heavy for me," tooted Thomas.
"You must wait for the engineer to lower the masts," snapped Cranky.
"The masts will be no trouble," Thomas whistled.
And he raced away.
Thomas puffed proudly along.
The wind was strong, and the boat was heavy.
But not too heavy for Thomas! Thomas came to a steep hill.
He chuffed hard, pulling the heavy boat.
"I can do it.
I can do it," he puffed.
Soon he reached the top.
"Hoorah," Thomas tooted.
"I did it!" He felt very pleased.
And he steamed on.
Then Thomas met Emily.
"Look at my sailing boat, Emily.
" "Don't you look grand," wheeshed Emily.
And Thomas knew he did.
Thomas felt very grand as he steamed past Elisabeth.
"Be careful with that tall boat," she hooted.
"It's a very blustery day!" Thomas felt too important to take any notice.
Next, Thomas puffed towards a low bridge.
Rosie was waiting at the signal.
"Watch out, Thomas," whistled Rosie sharply.
Thomas applied his brakes and stopped just in time.
"The mast is too tall to go under the bridge," puffed Rosie.
"Then I shall take another track," huffed Thomas.
Thomas chuffed proudly on.
Then there was trouble.
He heard a loud crunch.
Thomas looked up.
"Oh, no," cried Thomas.
"The tall mast must have caught in the trees.
" Thomas couldn't move forwards or backwards.
So he huffed and chuffed, and with a mighty puff, Thomas broke free.
"Hooray," tooted Thomas.
But Thomas didn't know the ropes holding the sails had untied.
Thomas was feeling very grand.
The wind was strong.
It was blowing him along.
"Whee!" Thomas cried happily.
He was going faster and faster.
The wind grew stronger.
Thomas raced around a bend.
"Be careful, Thomas," Molly tooted.
"The wind is filling the boat's sails.
" But Thomas wheeshed by so quickly he didn't hear her.
The mayor, the Fat Controller and Lady Hatt were waiting at the harbour.
They could see Thomas racing towards them.
"Slow down, Thomas," boomed the Fat Controller.
But Thomas couldn't slow down.
Thomas whooshed past and raced away from them.
Faster and faster, around a bend in the track.
Suddenly the wind dropped and Thomas stopped.
"If the wind picks up again, "I'll never be able to stop at the harbour.
" "The boat will not be launched.
"The mayor and the Fat Controller will be very cross.
" Thomas knew he had been wrong not to wait for the engineer.
"I must chuff to the docks quickly, "and I must bring the engineer to lower the masts.
" Thomas was uncoupled from the flatbed, and he steamed off.
Thomas's wheels whirred to a stop at the docks.
"Has the engineer arrived, Salty?" Puffed Thomas.
"Yes, me hearty," smiled Salty.
Thomas was very relieved.
The engineer climbed quickly into Thomas' cab, and Thomas steamed off.
Soon Thomas arrived at the sailing boat.
The engineer rolled the sails and lowered the masts.
Slowly, Thomas chuffed back to the harbour.
The boat was heavy.
Thomas had to puff hard.
This time the wind couldn't help him.
The mayor, the Fat Controller and Lady Hatt were still waiting.
They were happy to see Thomas, and the mayor's sailing boat.
"Thomas, I see you have decided that full steam is better than full sail.
" "Yes, sir," tooted Thomas.
As he watched the boat slide into the water, Thomas was very proud to be Really Useful.