Patrick Tells a Lie

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Characters

 * Lord Harry/Patrick
 * Patrick (The Pack)
 * Mr. Percival
 * Amber (Lord Harry's coach) (does not speak)
 * Ernest (cameo; seen passing Patrick at the Fuel Depot)
 * Wilfred (cameo; seen passing Patrick near the end)
 * Culdee (cameo; seen when Mr. Percival speaks to Patrick)
 * Shane Dooiney (cameo; seen when Patrick (The Pack) runs out of fuel)
 * Alaric (cameo; seen when Patrick collects the trucks of fuel)
 * Eric (cameo; seen when Patrick hides the fuel trucks)
 * Gene the Mountain Diesel (cameo; seen when the two Patricks first meet)
 * Marge (Ernest's Coach) (cameo; seen being pushed by Ernest)
 * Winifred (Wilfred's Coach) (cameo; seen being pushed by Wilfred)
 * Catherine (cameo; seen being pushed by Culdee)
 * Tanya (Shane Dooiney's coach) (cameo; seen being pushed by Shane Dooiney)
 * Miranda (Alaric's Coach) (cameo; seen being pushed by Alaric)
 * Sandy (Eric's Coach) (cameo; seen being pushed by Eric)
 * Tracy the Mountain Coach (cameo; seen being pushed by Gene)
 * Miss Jenny (mentioned)

UK and AUS

 * Kerry Shale as Lord Harry/Patrick
 * Jonathan Forbes as Patrick (The Pack)
 * Keith Wickham as Mr. Percival
 * Tom Stourton as Patrick's Driver

US

 * Kerry Shale as Lord Harry/Patrick and Mr. Percival
 * Jonathan Forbes as Patrick (The Pack)
 * Tom Stourton as Patrick's Driver

Transcript
Narrator: It was winter time on the Island of Sodor. Patrick the Mountain Engine had just taken passengers back to the summit in his coach, Amber, and was now going to collect fuel and take it to the fuel depot. He was proud to be a Mountain Engine. The fuel supply would need extra fuel for the long winter, so Patrick the Cement Mixer was called to help out. No.6 puffed in to talk to the Cement Mixer.

Lord Harry/Patirck: You were a long time getting here!

Patrick (The Pack): Oh really? Well you're lucky I came at all. I've got an important job to do later. I'm taking some children to a party tonight.

Lord Harry/Patrick: Is doing two jobs in one day too hard for you?

Patrick (The Pack): Ha! I can do more jobs in one day than that.

Lord Harry/Patrick: Prove it.

Patrick: Fine let's have a contest to see.

Lord Harry/Patrick: I bet I can take more fuel to the depot faster than you can deliver it!

Patrick (The Pack): You're on!

Lord Harry/Patrick: I'll show you who's fastest.

Narrator: But No.6 was worried. The Cement Mixer was a lot bigger than him.

Lord Harry/Patrick: I hope I can be as fast as that old-fashioned cement mixer.

Narrator: So No.6 delivered ten fuel tankers at the same time, as fast as he could.

Lord Harry/Patrick: Must beat that cement mixer, must beat that cement mixer.

Narrator: But when No.6 arrived back the cement mixer was waiting.

Patrick (The Pack): I told you road vehicles were the fastest.

Narrator: No.6 looked at the fuel drums the Cement Mixer was carrying. They was plenty to spare. But No.6 didn't want to lose.

Lord Harry/Patrick: Is that all you brought? The depot needs lots more fuel than that.

Patrick (The Pack): Then I'll bring more fuel than you'll have ever seen, eh No.6.

Lord Harry/Patrick: I may be No.6 but they call me Patrick.

Patrick (The Pack): But that's my name. Are you trying to mimic me?

Lord Harry/Patrick: Of course not.

Narrator: Patrick the Cement Mixer raced back to Miss Jenny's Yard, while Patrick the Mountain Engine delivered fuel to the depot. Now the entire depot had more than enough fuel for all the Mountain Engines. No.6 puffed back to the depot. But when he got back, they were still lots more fuel cars waiting. So No.6 decided to play a trick.

Lord Harry/Patrick: I'll hide the remaining fuel trucks before that cement mixer gets back.

Narrator: Soon all the trucks were safely hidden.

Lord Harry/Patrick: Now that cement mixer will think I've delivered all the fuel. (laughs)

Narrator: The cement mixer had collected loads more fuel drums from the Construction Yard. He was going harder than he had ever gone before. And he was using up lots of his own fuel. At last Patrick arrived at the fuel depot. There was No.6.

Lord Harry/Patrick: You still haven't brought enough fuel! (sniggers) I thought you were supposed to be really useful.

Patrick (The Pack): Oh yeah? I'll soon be back with so much fuel, it will take you all winter to deliver it.

Lord Harry/Patrick: Ah we'll see, Patrick.

Patrick (The Pack): For the last time that's my name.

Narrator: Patrick then remembered that he still had to take the children to the party. But he had being revving so hard, he had used up all the fuel in his tank. And soon he ground to a halt.

Patrick's Driver: I will have to call for help now.

Narrator: That evening Mr. Percival came to see No.6.

Mr. Percival: That cement mixer is stuck. He has run out of fuel. Now he won't be able to take the children to the party.

Narrator: No.6 felt bad. He thought about all the fuel trucks he had hidden. He thought about the cement mixer, and then he thougth about the children.

Lord Harry/Patrick: I have to tell you about the hidden fuel trucks.

Narrator: Mr. Percival listened hard.

Mr. Percival: You have caused confusion and delay. But at least you've told the truth, and a useful engine always tells the truth.

Lord Harry/Patrick: I'll only be a useful engine if I can help the old cement mixer.

Narrator: So Patrick collected two of the fuel trucks he had hidden. Snow started to fall. Patrick rattled along the icy tracks...

Lord Harry/Patrick: I wish that cement mixer would mention my proper name sometime soon.

Narrator: ...until at least he found the old cement mixer.

Patrick (The Pack): What are you doing here, No.6?

Lord Harry/Patrick: I played a trick on you. I didn't take all the cars to the depot. I hid it from you. You are the fastest and only cement mixer I've ever met and know.

Narrator: But Patrick the Cement Mixer told No.6 he could never find another friend like him either.

Patrick (The Pack): You brought the fuel to me so quickly that I'll still be able to take the children to the concert. Thank you Patrick.

Lord Harry/Patrick: It worked. You finally said my real name.

Patrick (The Pack): And I'm Patrick too.

Lord Harry/Patrick: I know. I'm sorry I lied to you.

Patrick (The Pack): That's okay. I'm sorry I was cheeky. Let's be friends for our New Year Resolution.

Lord Harry/Patrick: Good idea. Best friends too.

Patrick (The Pack): Yes.

Narrator: The fuel was quickly poured in Patrick's tank. Soon his engine was humming nicely and his vrooming sounds came roaring back to action. He steamed off to collect the children. No.6 felt happy.

Lord Harry/Patrick: That funny old cement mixer is as really useful as he'll ever be, but then again so am I.

Narrator: And he puffed happily away to deliver more fuel to the depot.