[Gordon refuses to go up the hill] Driver: You're not trying. Gordon: I can't do it! The noisy trucks hold an engine back so! Narrator: 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. .
Narrator: Everyone pulled except the Fat Controller, because... The Fat Controller: Ahem! My doctor has forbidden me to pull. Narrator: But still, Henry stayed in the tunnel. Then they tried pushing from the other end. The Fat Controller said... The Fat Controller: 1, 2, 3, PUSH!! Narrator: But he didn't help. The Fat Controller: My doctor has forbidden me to push. .
Gordon: I'm going to "Boop-Boop!" at Henry! [he nears the tunnel, until his safety valve bursts, causing him to slow down; Gordon stops] Gordon: What has happened to me?! I feel so weak! Driver: You burst your safety valve. You can't pull the train anymore! Gordon: Oh, dear! We were going so nicely, too! And look! There's Henry laughing at me! .
[Gordon notices Edward approaching the coaches] Gordon: Hmph! That's no use. Edward can't push the train! [Edward pushes as hard as possible, but the coaches are too heavy] Gordon: I told you so! Why not let Henry try? The Fat Controller: Yes! I will! .
Thomas: I spend my time pulling coaches about, ready for you to take out on journeys! Narrator: The other engines laughed. Thomas: Why can't I pull passenger trains, too?! Henry, Edward, and Gordon: You're too impatient. You'd be sure to leave something behind. Thomas: Rubbish! I'll show you! .
Signalman: Hello, Thomas. What are you doing here? Thomas: I'm pulling a train. Can't you see? Signalman: Where are your coaches, then? [Thomas looks back in shock] Thomas: Why, bless me! If we haven't left them behind! Signalman: Yes. You'd better go back quickly and fetch them. .
The Fat Controller: What are you doing here, Thomas? Thomas: I brought Edward's trucks. The Fat Controller: Why did you come so fast? Thomas: I didn't mean to. I was pushed! The Fat Controller: You've got a lot to learn about 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. .
[after James stops all of a sudden] James: What's the matter? Driver: The brakes are on. Leak in the pipe, most likely. You've banged the coaches enough to make a leak in anything! [he and the guard inspect the damage] Guard: How shall we mend it? Driver: We'll do it with newspaper and a leather bootlace. Guard: But where is the bootlace coming from? Driver: Ask the passengers! [the guard turns to the passengers] Guard: [to a smartly-dressed passenger] You have a leather bootlace there. Please give it to me. Passenger: I won't! Guard: Then I'm afraid the train will just stop where it is. .
The Fat Controller: I see you are sorry, James. I hope now that you will be a better engine. You have given me a lot of trouble. People are laughing at my railway, and I don't like that at all. James: I'm very sorry, Sir. I will try hard to behave. The Fat Controller: That's a good engine! I want you to pull some trucks for me. .
[Gordon tries to sneak into Knapford Station undetected] James: Hello, Gordon. Is it tomorrow? [Gordon only lets of a feeble puff of steam] 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 had to go all around and back again! James: Perhaps it was instinct! [the angry passengers shout at the ticket window] Passengers: We want our money back! [the Fat Controller climbs onto a cart and blows the guard's whistle loud enough to attract the passengers' attention] .
[the Fat Controller looks into Thomas' tank] The Fat Controller: Inspector, can you see... fish?! Gracious, goodness me! How did the fish get there, Driver?! Driver: We must've fished them from the river with our bucket. The Fat Controller: Well, Thomas, so you and your Driver have been fishing. But fish don't suit you. We must get them out! [everyone takes turns at fishing in Thomas' tank; after all fish have been caught, they have a picnic supper of fish and chips] The Fat Controller: [finishes meal] 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! .
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. .
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! Stationmaster: Are you ready?! GO! .
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 the Fat Controller to make us do shunting, fetch coaches, and go on some of those dirty sidings, it's... It's... Well, it's not the proper thing! .
Henry: It's shameful to treat tender engines like this, Gordon has to go backwards and people think he's a tank engine, James spins around like a top and everyone laughs at us! And to add to that, the Fat Controller makes us all shunt in dirty sidings! Gordon: UGH! Listen! Narrator: He whispered something to the others. Gordon: We'll do it tomorrow. The Fat Controller will look silly. Narrator: The engines had decided to go on strike. .
The Fat Controller: Come along, Henry. It's time your train was ready. Gordon: Henry's not going! We won't shunt like common 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! The Fat Controller: We'll see about that. No engine on my railway is too important for small jobs. [he gets into his car and drives off to get Edward] The Fat Controller: The yard has never been the same since Thomas left to run his branch line. .
The Fat Controller: Bless me! What a noise! Edward: They all hissed me, Sir. They say tender engines don't shunt, and last night, they said I have black wheels! I haven't, have I, Sir? The Fat Controller: 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. .
The Fat Controller: How are you, Henry? Henry: Beep-Beep-Beep! I feel fine! The Fat Controller: Have you a good fire, Driver? Driver: Never better, Sir, and plenty of steam. The Fat Controller: No record breaking. Don't push him too hard. Driver: Henry won't need pushing, Sir. I'll have to hold him back. .
[after the accident] Henry: The signal was down, Sir. The Fat Controller: Cheer up, Henry. It wasn't your fault. Ice and snow caused the accident. I'm sending you to Crewe, a fine place for sick engines. They'll give you a 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: [doubtful] Yes, sir. .
Gordon: Why should Henry have a new shape? A shape good enough for me is good enough for him. He goes gallivanting off to Crewe, 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! .
Grandchildren: Come on, Grandfather! Do look at this engine. The Fat Controller: That's a tram engine, Stephen. Bridget: Is it electric? Toby: [angrily] WHOOSH!! Stephen: Shh! You've offended him! Bridget: But trams are electric, aren't they? The Fat Controller: They are mostly, but this is a steam tram. Stephen and Bridget: May we go in it, Grandfather? Please? The Fat Controller: [to the guard] STOP! .
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 onto the line. [directly to Thomas] You haven't, so you are dangerous! Driver: Rubbish! We've been along here hundreds of times and never had an accident! Policeman: That makes it worse. [he writes "Regular Law Breaker" in his notebook as Thomas exits] .
James: [eyes Toby and Henrietta] Yecch! What dirty objects! Toby: [offended] 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. .
Gordon: [in his sleep] It's really tiring to be such a large and splendid engine. One does have to keep up appearances so. [Henry shows up unexpectedly] Henry: Beep-Beep-Beep-Beep! 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?! .
The Fat Controller: [on the phone] 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. .
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 it 'til you did. It must be yours. Narrator: 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 ditch water! .
Thomas: [after falling down the mine] Fire and smoke! I'm sunk! Oh, dear! I am a silly engine! The Fat Controller: [smiles] And a very naughty one, too. I saw you. Thomas: Please get me out. I won't do it again. The Fat Controller: 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: [nervously] Yes, Sir. .
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