Ding-A-Ling Transcript

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 * Michael Brandon: Freddie was a fine old mountain engine. He knew more about the hills, the valleys, the hidden tracks, and the highland villages than all the other engines. But there were still some things that Freddie didn't know. One morning, Freddie, Peter Sam, and Mighty Mac were at the wharf. They were very excited. Mr. Percival was going on a family bicycling holiday. James was bringing a new bicycle.
 * Freddie: You are late, James.
 * Michael Brandon: Whistled Freddie grandly.
 * Freddie: The Thin Controller was waiting.
 * James: I came as fast as I could.
 * Michael Brandon: James wheeshed crossly. Freddie was to deliver the bicycle, so it was loaded onto his flatbed.
 * James: There's no bell.
 * Michael Brandon: James huffed.
 * Freddie: I don't think a bicycle bell is important.
 * Michael Brandon: Puffed Freddie.
 * James: It's very important.
 * Michael Brandon: Snorted James.
 * James: It's like a whistle. It let's everyone know you're there.
 * Michael Brandon: That made Freddie feel very silly.
 * James: One of you must find a bell for Mr. Percival's bicycle right away.
 * Michael Brandon: James steamed snootily. Peter Sam and Mighty Mac didn't know where to find one, so they looked at Freddie. Freddie didn't know, but he didn't want to ask James.
 * Freddie: Of course I know where to find a bicycle bell.
 * Michael Brandon: Freddie chuffed quickly. He didn't want James to think he was even sillier. So he puffed quickly out of the wharf. Freddie chuffed along.
 * Freddie: Ding-a-long, ding-a-ling, find a bell with the very best ring.
 * Michael Brandon: He whistled cheerfully. But he couldn't see a bicycle bell anywhere. Freddie puffed up to a farmer with his cows.
 * Freddie: Hooray!
 * Michael Brandon: He chuffed.
 * Freddie: A cowbell would be as good as a bicycle bell.
 * Michael Brandon: The farmer hung the bell on the handlebar. Just then, Mighty Mac puffed up. The cowbell clanged.
 * Freddie: Listen to that.
 * Michael Brandon: Chuffed Freddie proudly.
 * Freddie: This is far better than a bicycle bell.
 * Michael Brandon: But the cows didn't look up or even move.
 * Mighty: The cows aren't taking any notice at all.
 * Michael Brandon: Huffed Mighty Mac.
 * Mac: That'll never do for a bicycle bell!
 * Michael Brandon: He chuffed. Freddie felt silly, and he chuffed quickly on his way. Then Freddie puffed into top station. Cuffie the clown was waiting there. Cuffie had a string of bells around his neck. They jingled and jangled when he moved.
 * Freddie: Hooray!
 * Michael Brandon: Freddie chuffed.
 * Freddie: Cuffie's bells will be as good as a bicycle bell.
 * Michael Brandon: Cuffie hung the bells next to the cowbell. Just then, Peter Sam puffed up. The bells chimed and tinkled.
 * Freddie: Listen to that.
 * Michael Brandon: Whistled Freddie proudly. But the children kept laughing with Cuffie.
 * Peter Sam: The children aren't taking any notice at all.
 * Michael Brandon: Puffed Peter Sam.
 * Peter Sam: They'll never do for the bicycle bell.
 * Michael Brandon: Freddie felt even sillier, and again, he chuffed quickly away. Freddie had puffed all over the hills. It was getting late.
 * Freddie: I will have to go back to the wharf.
 * Michael Brandon: He steamed sadly.
 * Freddie: And tell them all I can't find the bell.
 * Michael Brandon: And he huffed slowly away. Freddie arrived at the wharf. He could see Peter Sam, Mighty Mac and James. They were waiting for him.
 * Freddie: I must find a bicycle bell somewhere before they see me.
 * Michael Brandon: He puffed, and he chuffed quickly away from them. Freddie looked everywhere, and then, he saw it. A shiny new school bell.
 * Freddie: Hooray!
 * Michael Brandon: He whistled.
 * Freddie: A big school bell is far better than a little bicycle bell. With a bell that big, everyone will know Mr. Percival was there.
 * Michael Brandon: The workman put the bell on the bike, but it was very heavy. The bicycle toppled off the flatbed and crashed to the ground. All the bells jingled and jangled. Peter Sam, Mighty Mac and James heard the clatter and rushed over. The yard manager was very cross, and everyone looked at Freddie.
 * Yard Manager: Mr. Percival is waiting for his new bicycle.
 * Michael Brandon: The yard manager said sternly.
 * Yard Manager: I'll have the bells taken off. Then you must deliver it to him.
 * Michael Brandon: Freddie felt sillier than he had ever felt. Later, Freddie was puffing glumly out of the wharf. He met Thomas chuffing in.
 * Thomas: What's the matter, Freddie?
 * Michael Brandon: Tooted Thomas. Freddie told Thomas everything that had happened.
 * Thomas: And it's all because I felt silly and didn't ask James where to find a bicycle bell.
 * Thomas: Don't worry.
 * Michael Brandon: Thomas whistled.
 * Thomas: I'm sure you'll find one soon.
 * Michael Brandon: Suddenly, Freddie saw a bright new foghorn on Thomas' flatbed.
 * Freddie: Where are you taking that bright new foghorn?
 * Michael Brandon: Freddie asked.
 * Thomas: It's not new; it's old.
 * Michael Brandon: Tooted Thomas.
 * Thomas: But it still works very well. It has been cleaned and painted.
 * Freddie: Now I know just what to do.
 * Michael Brandon: Freddie cried excitedly, and he puffed quickly out of the wharf. Mr. Percival looked at his new bicycle.
 * Mr. Percival: There's no bell!
 * Michael Brandon: He gasped.
 * Freddie: Yes, there is, sir.
 * Michael Brandon: Freddie whistled. He asked the yard manager to take the old bell from the old bicycle, and the yard manager polished it once. Then he polished it again and put it on the new bicycle. It was as good as new. Mr. Percival was very happy.
 * Mr. Percival: What a good idea, Freddie.
 * Michael Brandon: He smiled, and James had to agree. Freddie didn't feel silly anymore. He felt very proud. "Ding-a-ling," rang Mr. Percival bell, and Freddie toot-tooted back.