Thomas and The Big Bang Transcript

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 * Michael Brandon: Thomas is a cheeky little engine. He likes to have fun with his friends. He likes playing hide-and-peep with Percy. And he enjoys joking with James. One day, Thomas was fitted with a brand-new whistle. The whistle gleamed...and Thomas beamed. And he blew it all day long. He blew it softly...and he blew it loudly. He blew it in stations...and he blew it in Misty Valley. Thomas thought it was the most wonderful whistle he had ever had. Thomas puffed into the wharf with a train of freight cars. Mr. Percival was there.
 * Mr. Percival: Thomas!
 * Michael Brandon: The Narrow Gauge engines are bringing bricks, flour and lumber. They must be loaded into your freight cars by suppertime.
 * Michael Brandon: Mr. Percival left. Thomas felt very happy. So he blew his new whistle loudly. Rheneas was surprised. He jumped and biffed into his flatbeds. Skarloey and Sir Handel laughed. Even Rheneas thought it was funny.
 * Thomas: That was fun.
 * Michael Brandon: Tooted Thomas. Now he wanted to play more jokes and have more fun. So Thomas chuffed off to look for another engine to peep. Later, Rusty puffed into the wharf. He was shunting cars full of bright red bricks. They were to be unloaded into Thomas's empty freight cars, but Thomas wanted to have more fun. He rolled up behind Rusty. Rheneas and Skarloey held their puff. Thomas blew his new whistle.
 * (Thomas' whistle blowing)
 * Thomas: Peep!
 * Michael Brandon: Rusty jumped and he biffed his freight cars. Rusty was covered in red brick dust. Skarloey and Rheneas both laughed. Thomas thought it was great fun. Rusty thought it was fun, too. Now, he wanted to join in.
 * Rusty: Can't catch me!
 * Michael Brandon: Hooted Rusty. And he steamed around the wharf. Thomas puffed after him. Everyone was laughing and having fun, but no one collected the bricks. Then Thomas had another idea.
 * Thomas: Sir Handel will be arriving with the cars of flour soon.
 * Michael Brandon: He tooted.
 * Thomas: Why don't we all peep him at once?
 * Michael Brandon: The little engines were excited. And they all found hiding places. As Sir Handel puffed into the wharf, there was nobody to be seen.
 * Thomas: Now!
 * Michael Brandon: Cried Thomas. He blew his new whistle as loudly as he could. The little engines blew their whistles, too. Sir Handel biffed his freight cars in surprise. Flour flew up into the air like a great white cloud.
 * Rusty: You look like a ghost.
 * Michael Brandon: Laughed Rusty.
 * Sir Handel: Oo-oer!
 * Michael Brandon: Laughed Sir Handel.
 * Sir Handel: Look at me. I'm a ghost.
 * Michael Brandon: And he steamed away. Soon, all the engines were chasing each other and no one was doing any work! Thomas had another idea.
 * Thomas: Peter Sam is on his way. Let's peep him as well.
 * Michael Brandon: And the little engines agreed this was a very good idea. Peter Sam trundled into the wharf. Thomas got ready with his whistle. The little engines got ready, too.
 * (Thomas' whistle blowing)
 * Thomas: Peep!
 * Michael Brandon: Peter Sam shot forward. He bashed his flatbeds so hard they burst through the buffers, smashed through the oil drums stacked on the wharf and splashed into the canal!
 * Little engines: Oh, my!
 * Michael Brandon: Cried the little engines.
 * Thomas: Cinders and ashes!
 * Michael Brandon: Cried Thomas. Mr. Percival arrived at the wharf.
 * Mr. Percival: What has been going on here?
 * Michael Brandon: He said sternly.
 * Mr. Percival: There are bricks all over the rails, flour all over the warehouse, and now lumber is in the canal!
 * Thomas: I'm sorry, sir.
 * Michael Brandon: Wheeshed Thomas sadly.
 * Thomas: It's all my fault. I just wanted to play jokes and have fun.
 * Michael Brandon: Mr. Percival was very cross.
 * Mr. Percival: You must clear up this mess at once.
 * Michael Brandon: He cried.
 * Mr. Percival: And your freight cars must be loaded by suppertime.
 * Michael Brandon: As soon as the workmen had reloaded the bricks, Thomas started to work. But the little engines still wanted to play. They wanted to wheesh the dust and flour at each other.
 * Thomas: No more jokes.
 * Michael Brandon: Whistled Thomas.
 * Thomas: We have work to do!
 * Michael Brandon: And he shunted the freight cars into a siding. New cars of flour were now ready, and Thomas took them to the sidings as well. At last, the workmen had the lumber wagons ready and Thomas shunted them into the siding, too. Finally, Thomas had one long train of bricks, flour and lumber, and it wasn't even suppertime. Mr. Percival came back. He saw Thomas, but Thomas was hiding his freight cars.
 * Mr. Percival: Where are your freight cars?
 * Michael Brandon: Said Mr. Percival crossly. Thomas smiled. He was playing a trick. He puffed forward slowly.
 * Thomas: Here they are sir.
 * Michael Brandon: He whistled happily.
 * Thomas: Loaded up and ready to go.
 * Michael Brandon: The little engines laughed, and Mr. Percival laughed, too.
 * Mr. Percival: Thomas.
 * Michael Brandon: He said.
 * Mr. Percival: That was a good joke. You are a really funny engine.
 * Michael Brandon: And Thomas puffed happily away.