Thomas The Tank Engine And Friends (1984) s17e20 Episode Script
The Frozen Turntable
Salty loves to be by the sea, but when he first came to the island of Sodor, the Fat Controller sent him to work at Ffarquhar Quarry.
All he could see around him was stone.
Stone, stone, stone.
Salty didn't like it much.
- Hello, Salty.
- Oh! I'm a dockside diesel, Mavis.
I need to be by the sea.
When the Fat Controller told Salty he had a new job for him at Brendam Docks, it made him very happy indeed.
One day, Salty sounded a little more spluttery than usual.
What's with all the noises, Salty? Are you all right? Huh? All shipshape and seaworthy, Cranky.
Must be a barnacle trapped in my exhaust.
Sounds like you need to go to the Dieselworks, Salty.
Oh! No, thank you, Thomas.
There's nothing wrong with me that a bit of fresh sea air won't sort out.
Thomas is right.
You should go to the Dieselworks.
They'll tell you what's wrong with you.
And risk being cast away in that quarry again? No chance.
No matter what anyone else said, Salty did not want to go to the Dieselworks.
A few days later, a little engine with three domes appeared down at the docks.
- Ahoy there, matey! - Hello.
My name's Porter.
Ho! Pleased to meet you, Porter.
They call me Salty, the dockside diesel.
Ha-har! Is your engine okay? Uh, shipshape and seaworthy.
How about yours? What's with all the domes? - You've got more humps than a camel! - Ha-ha-ha! Oh, the middle one's my steam dome and the other two are my sandboxes.
Why have you got your sandboxes on top of your boiler? The heat keeps the sand dry, so it's always ready to pour if the tracks get slippery.
I'll show you.
Ahh, is that so? And what brings an engine like you down to the docks? Porter is here to help out, Salty, while you go to the Dieselworks.
Oh, Cap'n, it's just a little splutter, sir.
I know, Salty.
But you won't be Really Useful if you break down.
Just get your engine repaired and you'll be back here at the docks in no time.
But Salty wasn't so sure.
He was afraid Porter might do his job better than he did and he wouldn't be needed at the docks any more.
Den and Dart were at the Dieselworks when Salty arrived.
Ahoy there, me hearties.
Oh, make it quick, now.
I need to get back to the docks on the double.
You can't rush maintenance, Salty.
What he means is maintenance work has to be done properly.
Ugh, you don't understand, me hearties.
There's a new engine at the docks.
And if I don't get back quick sharp, he'll have my job.
Then the Captain'll send me back to work in the quarry.
No! That would be terrible! You're a dockside diesel.
I know.
I know.
Back at the docks, Porter was proving himself to be a very hard-working engine.
He was learning fast.
Which shed is the timber again? Where do you want the oil trucks? How many flatbeds do you need? Cranky didn't like answering questions all the time.
But he could tell that Porter was going to be Really Useful to have at the docks.
Now you're fixed, Salty.
What he means is, you sound good as new.
Hoist anchor, boys.
It's time to set sail.
Haha-har! Salty was in such a hurry that he hadn't noticed the oil delivery had arrived.
Hold your pistons there, Salty.
We'd better have you back in for a wash.
Never mind about washing.
As long as my engine's working, I'm heading back to the docks.
Salty was dripping with oil as he hurried along.
Some of the oil even dripped under his wheels and made them slippery.
Luckily, like Porter, Salty had sandboxes too.
He dropped a lot of sand under his wheels to stop himself from slipping.
At the top of Gordon's Hill, Salty could see the sea in the distance.
He raced happily down the hill and all the way back to the docks.
Ahoy there, mateys.
It's your old pal, Salty.
Back where I belong.
Then there was trouble.
Whoa! Salty couldn't stop.
The oil was making his wheels slide on the tracks.
And his sandbox was empty.
Salty smashed into a new shipment of party decorations.
Porter saw what had happened and he knew just what to do.
Weigh anchor, laddie! Hooray! Ha-ha! You look festive.
Oh, thank you for helping me stop, matey.
Oh, but I've been a very silly engine.
And I know what the Fat Controller is going to say.
Salty.
You have caused confusion and delay.
- And I want you to go to - Yes, Cap'n.
I know, sir.
I must go back to work at the quarry again, far away from the sea.
No, Salty.
I'm not sending you away.
You have been very silly today, but you're still a Really Useful Engine.
Are you sending Porter away then, Cap'n, sir? Ha-ha-ha! I'm not sending anyone away, Salty.
You and Porter are meant to work together.
I just want you to go for a wash.
Oh! Ha-ha! Yes, Cap'n.
Right away, Cap'n! Haha-har! So, while Salty got cleaned up again, Porter used his sandboxes to put down sand on the oily rails, so they wouldn't be slippery.
Salty liked Porter, and he enjoyed working with him.
But most of all Salty was just happy to be able to stay in his favourite place at the docks.
Ha-ha-ha! Ha-ha-ha!
All he could see around him was stone.
Stone, stone, stone.
Salty didn't like it much.
- Hello, Salty.
- Oh! I'm a dockside diesel, Mavis.
I need to be by the sea.
When the Fat Controller told Salty he had a new job for him at Brendam Docks, it made him very happy indeed.
One day, Salty sounded a little more spluttery than usual.
What's with all the noises, Salty? Are you all right? Huh? All shipshape and seaworthy, Cranky.
Must be a barnacle trapped in my exhaust.
Sounds like you need to go to the Dieselworks, Salty.
Oh! No, thank you, Thomas.
There's nothing wrong with me that a bit of fresh sea air won't sort out.
Thomas is right.
You should go to the Dieselworks.
They'll tell you what's wrong with you.
And risk being cast away in that quarry again? No chance.
No matter what anyone else said, Salty did not want to go to the Dieselworks.
A few days later, a little engine with three domes appeared down at the docks.
- Ahoy there, matey! - Hello.
My name's Porter.
Ho! Pleased to meet you, Porter.
They call me Salty, the dockside diesel.
Ha-har! Is your engine okay? Uh, shipshape and seaworthy.
How about yours? What's with all the domes? - You've got more humps than a camel! - Ha-ha-ha! Oh, the middle one's my steam dome and the other two are my sandboxes.
Why have you got your sandboxes on top of your boiler? The heat keeps the sand dry, so it's always ready to pour if the tracks get slippery.
I'll show you.
Ahh, is that so? And what brings an engine like you down to the docks? Porter is here to help out, Salty, while you go to the Dieselworks.
Oh, Cap'n, it's just a little splutter, sir.
I know, Salty.
But you won't be Really Useful if you break down.
Just get your engine repaired and you'll be back here at the docks in no time.
But Salty wasn't so sure.
He was afraid Porter might do his job better than he did and he wouldn't be needed at the docks any more.
Den and Dart were at the Dieselworks when Salty arrived.
Ahoy there, me hearties.
Oh, make it quick, now.
I need to get back to the docks on the double.
You can't rush maintenance, Salty.
What he means is maintenance work has to be done properly.
Ugh, you don't understand, me hearties.
There's a new engine at the docks.
And if I don't get back quick sharp, he'll have my job.
Then the Captain'll send me back to work in the quarry.
No! That would be terrible! You're a dockside diesel.
I know.
I know.
Back at the docks, Porter was proving himself to be a very hard-working engine.
He was learning fast.
Which shed is the timber again? Where do you want the oil trucks? How many flatbeds do you need? Cranky didn't like answering questions all the time.
But he could tell that Porter was going to be Really Useful to have at the docks.
Now you're fixed, Salty.
What he means is, you sound good as new.
Hoist anchor, boys.
It's time to set sail.
Haha-har! Salty was in such a hurry that he hadn't noticed the oil delivery had arrived.
Hold your pistons there, Salty.
We'd better have you back in for a wash.
Never mind about washing.
As long as my engine's working, I'm heading back to the docks.
Salty was dripping with oil as he hurried along.
Some of the oil even dripped under his wheels and made them slippery.
Luckily, like Porter, Salty had sandboxes too.
He dropped a lot of sand under his wheels to stop himself from slipping.
At the top of Gordon's Hill, Salty could see the sea in the distance.
He raced happily down the hill and all the way back to the docks.
Ahoy there, mateys.
It's your old pal, Salty.
Back where I belong.
Then there was trouble.
Whoa! Salty couldn't stop.
The oil was making his wheels slide on the tracks.
And his sandbox was empty.
Salty smashed into a new shipment of party decorations.
Porter saw what had happened and he knew just what to do.
Weigh anchor, laddie! Hooray! Ha-ha! You look festive.
Oh, thank you for helping me stop, matey.
Oh, but I've been a very silly engine.
And I know what the Fat Controller is going to say.
Salty.
You have caused confusion and delay.
- And I want you to go to - Yes, Cap'n.
I know, sir.
I must go back to work at the quarry again, far away from the sea.
No, Salty.
I'm not sending you away.
You have been very silly today, but you're still a Really Useful Engine.
Are you sending Porter away then, Cap'n, sir? Ha-ha-ha! I'm not sending anyone away, Salty.
You and Porter are meant to work together.
I just want you to go for a wash.
Oh! Ha-ha! Yes, Cap'n.
Right away, Cap'n! Haha-har! So, while Salty got cleaned up again, Porter used his sandboxes to put down sand on the oily rails, so they wouldn't be slippery.
Salty liked Porter, and he enjoyed working with him.
But most of all Salty was just happy to be able to stay in his favourite place at the docks.
Ha-ha-ha! Ha-ha-ha!