Thomas The Tank Engine And Friends (1984) s11e18 Episode Script
Thomas in Trouble
1 (TOOTING) They're two, they're four, they're six, they're eight Shunting trucks and hauling freight Red and green and brown and blue They're the Really Useful crew All with different roles to play Round Tidmouth Sheds or far away Down the hills and round the bends Thomas and his friends NARRATOR: 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? (TOOTING) It's Thomas! Hello, Thomas! (TOOTING) "Hello, everybody! Welcome to the Island of Sodor.
" (NARRATOR READING) It was a busy day for the engines on the Fat Controller's railway.
Gordon was taking passengers across the island.
He felt magnificent.
Henry was delivering logs to the timber yards.
He was right on time! Percy was pleased to be pulling mail trucks.
James was happy hauling flatbeds of paint.
And Salty was carefully shunting trucks of fish at Brendham Docks.
Thomas and Emily were at the fitter's yard for repairs.
"I can't wait to get back to work.
"I'm taking the school choir to their concert!" Emily was ready to go.
"Goodbye, Thomas," she whistled.
"Good luck with your final inspection.
" "Thank you, Emily," tooted Thomas.
Then James puffed in to deliver his paint.
"Bust my boiler," he laughed.
"You've broken down, Thomas!" "No, I haven't," huffed Thomas.
"You must have," snorted James.
"Otherwise you wouldn't be here.
"What a shame you're not a smart and useful engine like me!" This made Thomas cross.
The Fat Controller arrived.
"Thomas," boomed the Fat Controller.
"Are you ready to take the school choir to their concert?" "Nearly ready, sir," puffed Thomas excitedly.
"Nearly ready isn't good enough," said the Fat Controller.
Thomas didn't want anyone else to collect the school choir.
Carrying the children was his favourite job.
So Thomas decided he would leave before his final inspection.
"I'm ready now, sir," he puffed.
And Thomas chuffed away to pick up Annie and Clarabel.
Thomas was puffing up the line.
He began to make strange noises.
Annie and Clarabel knew something was wrong.
"Something's wrong, clangety-clong.
" But Thomas wasn't listening.
He was too excited about collecting the choir.
The school choir cheered when they saw Thomas.
"All aboard!" chuffed Thomas cheerfully, as he clangety-clonged into Knapford station.
"Who is making that nasty noise?" Wheeshed Emily.
Emily saw it was Thomas.
"Did you have your final inspection?" Asked Emily.
This made Thomas cross.
"I'm fine!" he huffed.
And he steamed away with the choir.
Thomas rattled even more, clangety-clong, clangety-clong.
Later, he had to stop at a signal.
He was feeling hot and bothered.
Toby saw that something was wrong.
Did you take on enough water at the fitter's yard? This made Thomas cross.
There's nothing wrong with me.
Just then, the signal changed.
Thomas puffed away.
Thomas was rattling and steaming more and more.
Clangety-clong, clangety-clong.
Further up the line, Percy was waiting at a crossing.
"What's happened to you, Thomas? "You look puffed out!" "Bother!" steamed Thomas.
He didn't like being told there was something wrong with him.
"There's nothing wrong with me," Thomas huffed.
The barrier opened.
Thomas rattled away.
Clangety-clong, clangety-clong.
Then there was trouble! Thomas began to chuff slower and slower.
"I need a rest!" he gasped.
Thomas clangety-clonged into a siding.
Steam burst from his boiler and black smoke flew from his funnel.
With a final clangety-clong, Thomas broke down! Thomas felt terrible! The school choir began to sing to pass the time.
"The children will be late for their concert.
"And it's all my fault.
I've let everyone down.
" Thomas was upset.
Just then, Gordon puffed around the bend.
"I've broken down," groaned Thomas.
"Sorry, Thomas," steamed Gordon.
"I'm a guaranteed connection.
" "What am I going to do?" cried Thomas.
He was worried.
Then Thomas heard a whistle.
It was James! "If I ask James for help, he'll laugh at me again! "But I don't want the children to miss the concert.
" So Thomas tooted as loud as he could toot! "Stop! Bust my boiler!" laughed James.
I said you were a broken-down little engine! "I am," sighed Thomas.
"So, I need your help.
" "Can you take the children to their concert?" Now, James didn't laugh at Thomas.
He could see Thomas was in trouble, and was happy to help his friend.
"I'll get the children there on time.
" Thomas knew he had to get back to be repaired as quickly as possible.
Henry was sent to collect Thomas.
He soon buffered up and shunted Thomas to the fitter's yard.
Before long, Thomas was as good as new! He had even waited for his final inspection! The Fat Controller arrived.
"You have been very patient, Thomas.
"I have a special job for you.
"You are to collect the choir and bring them home again.
" "Thank you, sir," chuffed Thomas.
He was delighted.
"Clangety-clong, nothing is wrong!" He laughed.
And Thomas smiled all the way to the concert! (TOOTING) (SINGING)
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? (TOOTING) It's Thomas! Hello, Thomas! (TOOTING) "Hello, everybody! Welcome to the Island of Sodor.
" (NARRATOR READING) It was a busy day for the engines on the Fat Controller's railway.
Gordon was taking passengers across the island.
He felt magnificent.
Henry was delivering logs to the timber yards.
He was right on time! Percy was pleased to be pulling mail trucks.
James was happy hauling flatbeds of paint.
And Salty was carefully shunting trucks of fish at Brendham Docks.
Thomas and Emily were at the fitter's yard for repairs.
"I can't wait to get back to work.
"I'm taking the school choir to their concert!" Emily was ready to go.
"Goodbye, Thomas," she whistled.
"Good luck with your final inspection.
" "Thank you, Emily," tooted Thomas.
Then James puffed in to deliver his paint.
"Bust my boiler," he laughed.
"You've broken down, Thomas!" "No, I haven't," huffed Thomas.
"You must have," snorted James.
"Otherwise you wouldn't be here.
"What a shame you're not a smart and useful engine like me!" This made Thomas cross.
The Fat Controller arrived.
"Thomas," boomed the Fat Controller.
"Are you ready to take the school choir to their concert?" "Nearly ready, sir," puffed Thomas excitedly.
"Nearly ready isn't good enough," said the Fat Controller.
Thomas didn't want anyone else to collect the school choir.
Carrying the children was his favourite job.
So Thomas decided he would leave before his final inspection.
"I'm ready now, sir," he puffed.
And Thomas chuffed away to pick up Annie and Clarabel.
Thomas was puffing up the line.
He began to make strange noises.
Annie and Clarabel knew something was wrong.
"Something's wrong, clangety-clong.
" But Thomas wasn't listening.
He was too excited about collecting the choir.
The school choir cheered when they saw Thomas.
"All aboard!" chuffed Thomas cheerfully, as he clangety-clonged into Knapford station.
"Who is making that nasty noise?" Wheeshed Emily.
Emily saw it was Thomas.
"Did you have your final inspection?" Asked Emily.
This made Thomas cross.
"I'm fine!" he huffed.
And he steamed away with the choir.
Thomas rattled even more, clangety-clong, clangety-clong.
Later, he had to stop at a signal.
He was feeling hot and bothered.
Toby saw that something was wrong.
Did you take on enough water at the fitter's yard? This made Thomas cross.
There's nothing wrong with me.
Just then, the signal changed.
Thomas puffed away.
Thomas was rattling and steaming more and more.
Clangety-clong, clangety-clong.
Further up the line, Percy was waiting at a crossing.
"What's happened to you, Thomas? "You look puffed out!" "Bother!" steamed Thomas.
He didn't like being told there was something wrong with him.
"There's nothing wrong with me," Thomas huffed.
The barrier opened.
Thomas rattled away.
Clangety-clong, clangety-clong.
Then there was trouble! Thomas began to chuff slower and slower.
"I need a rest!" he gasped.
Thomas clangety-clonged into a siding.
Steam burst from his boiler and black smoke flew from his funnel.
With a final clangety-clong, Thomas broke down! Thomas felt terrible! The school choir began to sing to pass the time.
"The children will be late for their concert.
"And it's all my fault.
I've let everyone down.
" Thomas was upset.
Just then, Gordon puffed around the bend.
"I've broken down," groaned Thomas.
"Sorry, Thomas," steamed Gordon.
"I'm a guaranteed connection.
" "What am I going to do?" cried Thomas.
He was worried.
Then Thomas heard a whistle.
It was James! "If I ask James for help, he'll laugh at me again! "But I don't want the children to miss the concert.
" So Thomas tooted as loud as he could toot! "Stop! Bust my boiler!" laughed James.
I said you were a broken-down little engine! "I am," sighed Thomas.
"So, I need your help.
" "Can you take the children to their concert?" Now, James didn't laugh at Thomas.
He could see Thomas was in trouble, and was happy to help his friend.
"I'll get the children there on time.
" Thomas knew he had to get back to be repaired as quickly as possible.
Henry was sent to collect Thomas.
He soon buffered up and shunted Thomas to the fitter's yard.
Before long, Thomas was as good as new! He had even waited for his final inspection! The Fat Controller arrived.
"You have been very patient, Thomas.
"I have a special job for you.
"You are to collect the choir and bring them home again.
" "Thank you, sir," chuffed Thomas.
He was delighted.
"Clangety-clong, nothing is wrong!" He laughed.
And Thomas smiled all the way to the concert! (TOOTING) (SINGING)