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.