Thomas The Tank Engine And Friends (1984) s15e12 Episode Script
Spencer the Grand
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 READING) NARRATOR: It was a foggy day on the island of Sodor.
The fog rolled in from the sea.
It hid the hills and filled the valleys.
The engines of the Fat Controller's railway couldn't see to puff as they peered out from Tidmouth Sheds.
The Fat Controller arrived.
Today, the fog is too thick to chuff.
You must all stay at Tidmouth.
I do not want any lost engines.
Spencer was there.
He had been visiting Sodor with the Duke and Duchess.
Spencer, you may stay in Percy's place until he chuffs back from delivering the mail.
Spencer huffed huffily.
Tidmouth Sheds is not a place for a grand engine like me.
I will steam back to the Duke and Duchess' summerhouse.
I will easily find my way.
And Spencer steamed snootily away.
It was very foggy.
Spencer could hardly see beyond his buffer.
But he was sure he would find the summerhouse.
A little bit of fog won't bother me.
I'm Spencer the Grand.
I can puff perfectly! At last, Spencer saw a building ahead.
He was delighted! (WHISTLING) It's the summerhouse! I knew I would whoosh my way home! Then Spencer heard a voice.
Hello, Spencer! (BLOWING HORN) It's Mavis! What are you doing at the quarry? Spencer sighed smugly.
This is not the quarry, Mavis! It's the Duke and Duchess' summerhouse! Mavis was puzzled.
The summerhouse, Spencer? Spencer chuffed forward.
He was now buffer to buffer with a slate wall.
Then Spencer gasped.
Fizzling fireboxes! The building was not the summerhouse at all.
It was the slate wall of the quarry.
Spencer felt silly.
Grand to see you, Mavis.
Goodbye! And Spencer huffed huffily away into the fog.
A little bit of fog won't bother me.
I'm Spencer the Grand.
I can puff perfectly.
Then Spencer saw a platform.
That made him very happy.
(WHISTLING) Silver steam! This is the summerhouse halt! I knew I would wheesh my way home! Then Spencer heard a voice.
Spencer! What a nice surprise! (WHISTLES) It's Whiff! Welcome to my waste dump! Spencer snorted smugly.
This is not your waste dump, whiffy Whiff! It's the platform of the Duke and Duchess' summerhouse! Platform? What platform? Spencer chuffed forward.
He was now buffer to buffer with the platform.
Then Spencer gasped.
Fenders and funnels! The platform wasn't the summerhouse halt.
It was the rubbish crusher at Whiff's waste dump.
Spencer felt even sillier.
Uh, fine to see you, Whiff.
Goodbye! And Spencer raced away into the fog.
A little bit of fog won't bother me.
I'm Spencer the Grand.
I can puff perfectly.
Then, through the fog, Spencer saw some tall windows.
Blistering boilers! Those are the tall windows of the summerhouse! Hoorah, at last! Hip, hip, hooray! Spencer the Grand has found his way! (WHISTLING) Then Spencer heard a voice.
Hello, Spencer.
What are you doing back at Tidmouth Sheds? Spencer was surprised! - SPENCER: Thomas? - (TOOTING) We thought you were whooshing to the summerhouse.
Spencer puffed closer.
He stuttered and stammered.
Flatten my funnel, I'm not at the summerhouse.
I'm back at Tidmouth Sheds! I didn't puff perfectly home.
And the fog did bother me! Spencer the Grand is Spencer the Silly.
The engines felt sorry for Spencer.
You can ease your axles here, Spencer, if you'd like to.
I don't deserve your kindness, Thomas.
Then Spencer spotted that Percy's place was still empty.
- Where's Percy? - He's still not back from his mail round.
We're worried.
Perhaps he is lost in the fog, like me! Then Spencer knew how he could be kind to his friends.
I will go and find Percy.
I will chuff back carefully with him.
And Spencer whooshed away with a whistle.
(SPENCER WHISTLING) Spencer clattered and clicked down the track.
A little bit of fog won't bother me.
I'm Spencer.
I'm strong.
And I will find Percy.
But Spencer didn't know how he would find Percy in the fog.
Then he heard a faint whistle.
(DISTANT WHISTLING) That sounds like Percy! If I follow the sound of his whistle, I will find him! (WHISTLING CONTINUES) Percy's whistle is louder.
So I must be puffing closer to Percy.
At last, Percy's whistle was loud and near! Through the fog, Spencer saw Percy.
(WHISTLING) Percy! I've found you! Percy was surprised! Hello, Spencer.
I'm lost in the fog.
Don't worry, Percy.
I'll chuff home with you.
Wheel turn by wheel turn, Spencer pushed Percy towards Tidmouth.
When he was lost, Spencer blew his whistle and Thomas whistled back.
(THOMAS TOOTING) A little bit of fog won't bother us.
We'll soon be back at Tidmouth.
No delay and no fuss.
At last, Spencer and Percy puffed back to Tidmouth.
The engines whistled and whooped in welcome! Thank you, Spencer.
Would you like to stay here, Spencer, until the fog lifts? The other engines tooted in agreement.
Thank you, all.
I would like to very much.
And steely Spencer smiled the sweetest smile of all.
(TOOTING) (SINGING)
The fog rolled in from the sea.
It hid the hills and filled the valleys.
The engines of the Fat Controller's railway couldn't see to puff as they peered out from Tidmouth Sheds.
The Fat Controller arrived.
Today, the fog is too thick to chuff.
You must all stay at Tidmouth.
I do not want any lost engines.
Spencer was there.
He had been visiting Sodor with the Duke and Duchess.
Spencer, you may stay in Percy's place until he chuffs back from delivering the mail.
Spencer huffed huffily.
Tidmouth Sheds is not a place for a grand engine like me.
I will steam back to the Duke and Duchess' summerhouse.
I will easily find my way.
And Spencer steamed snootily away.
It was very foggy.
Spencer could hardly see beyond his buffer.
But he was sure he would find the summerhouse.
A little bit of fog won't bother me.
I'm Spencer the Grand.
I can puff perfectly! At last, Spencer saw a building ahead.
He was delighted! (WHISTLING) It's the summerhouse! I knew I would whoosh my way home! Then Spencer heard a voice.
Hello, Spencer! (BLOWING HORN) It's Mavis! What are you doing at the quarry? Spencer sighed smugly.
This is not the quarry, Mavis! It's the Duke and Duchess' summerhouse! Mavis was puzzled.
The summerhouse, Spencer? Spencer chuffed forward.
He was now buffer to buffer with a slate wall.
Then Spencer gasped.
Fizzling fireboxes! The building was not the summerhouse at all.
It was the slate wall of the quarry.
Spencer felt silly.
Grand to see you, Mavis.
Goodbye! And Spencer huffed huffily away into the fog.
A little bit of fog won't bother me.
I'm Spencer the Grand.
I can puff perfectly.
Then Spencer saw a platform.
That made him very happy.
(WHISTLING) Silver steam! This is the summerhouse halt! I knew I would wheesh my way home! Then Spencer heard a voice.
Spencer! What a nice surprise! (WHISTLES) It's Whiff! Welcome to my waste dump! Spencer snorted smugly.
This is not your waste dump, whiffy Whiff! It's the platform of the Duke and Duchess' summerhouse! Platform? What platform? Spencer chuffed forward.
He was now buffer to buffer with the platform.
Then Spencer gasped.
Fenders and funnels! The platform wasn't the summerhouse halt.
It was the rubbish crusher at Whiff's waste dump.
Spencer felt even sillier.
Uh, fine to see you, Whiff.
Goodbye! And Spencer raced away into the fog.
A little bit of fog won't bother me.
I'm Spencer the Grand.
I can puff perfectly.
Then, through the fog, Spencer saw some tall windows.
Blistering boilers! Those are the tall windows of the summerhouse! Hoorah, at last! Hip, hip, hooray! Spencer the Grand has found his way! (WHISTLING) Then Spencer heard a voice.
Hello, Spencer.
What are you doing back at Tidmouth Sheds? Spencer was surprised! - SPENCER: Thomas? - (TOOTING) We thought you were whooshing to the summerhouse.
Spencer puffed closer.
He stuttered and stammered.
Flatten my funnel, I'm not at the summerhouse.
I'm back at Tidmouth Sheds! I didn't puff perfectly home.
And the fog did bother me! Spencer the Grand is Spencer the Silly.
The engines felt sorry for Spencer.
You can ease your axles here, Spencer, if you'd like to.
I don't deserve your kindness, Thomas.
Then Spencer spotted that Percy's place was still empty.
- Where's Percy? - He's still not back from his mail round.
We're worried.
Perhaps he is lost in the fog, like me! Then Spencer knew how he could be kind to his friends.
I will go and find Percy.
I will chuff back carefully with him.
And Spencer whooshed away with a whistle.
(SPENCER WHISTLING) Spencer clattered and clicked down the track.
A little bit of fog won't bother me.
I'm Spencer.
I'm strong.
And I will find Percy.
But Spencer didn't know how he would find Percy in the fog.
Then he heard a faint whistle.
(DISTANT WHISTLING) That sounds like Percy! If I follow the sound of his whistle, I will find him! (WHISTLING CONTINUES) Percy's whistle is louder.
So I must be puffing closer to Percy.
At last, Percy's whistle was loud and near! Through the fog, Spencer saw Percy.
(WHISTLING) Percy! I've found you! Percy was surprised! Hello, Spencer.
I'm lost in the fog.
Don't worry, Percy.
I'll chuff home with you.
Wheel turn by wheel turn, Spencer pushed Percy towards Tidmouth.
When he was lost, Spencer blew his whistle and Thomas whistled back.
(THOMAS TOOTING) A little bit of fog won't bother us.
We'll soon be back at Tidmouth.
No delay and no fuss.
At last, Spencer and Percy puffed back to Tidmouth.
The engines whistled and whooped in welcome! Thank you, Spencer.
Would you like to stay here, Spencer, until the fog lifts? The other engines tooted in agreement.
Thank you, all.
I would like to very much.
And steely Spencer smiled the sweetest smile of all.
(TOOTING) (SINGING)