All At Sea - Michael Brandon (US)

All At Sea - Michael Brandon (US) is a fan-fiction thing to make. It was created by Pikachufreak.

Opening Credits

 * THOMAS & FRIENDS
 * Based on The Railway Series by The REV.W.AWDRY
 * Adaptation by BRITT ALLCROFT
 * ALL AT SEA
 * Told by MICHAEL BRANDON
 * Directed by DAVID MITTON

Transcript

 * Michael Brandon: All At Sea. Percy and Duck like working at the harbour by the sea. On a clear summer's night, there's no better place to be. The big ships bring passengers. Cargo ships carry machinery and other things. Duck and Percy puffed backwards and forwards with the crates of cargo as they are loaded and unloaded by the keyside. One morning, Duck and Percy noticed that the horizon was packed with sails flapping against the blue sky.
 * Duck: I wish i could sail to faraway lands.
 * Michael Brandon: Sighed Duck.
 * Percy: Engines can't go sailing.
 * Michael Brandon: Snorted Percy.
 * Percy: Because engines can't float.
 * Michael Brandon: Duck still had his dreams. Suddenly, they were rudely interrupted.
 * Harold: Wakey, wakey.
 * Michael Brandon: Hovered Harold.
 * Duck: I'm looking at the boats.
 * Michael Brandon: Replied Duck.
 * Harold: That's the regatta. Lots of boats, lots of races. Great fun. I hover around in case i'm needed.
 * Duck: Do you go to the horizon?
 * Michael Brandon: Asked Duck.
 * Harold: Yes and beyond.
 * Percy: I didn't know there was a beyond.
 * Michael Brandon: Whispered Percy.
 * Duck: Do you go to other places at sea?
 * Michael Brandon: Continued Duck.
 * Harold: Certainly. I can land on ships you know. Anywhere, anytime. Goodbye.
 * Michael Brandon: Duck sighed. He went on talking about the regatta all day. Percy lost patience.
 * Percy: Well, Duck, I rather had my wheels on solid ground. Our rails can take us to all the places we can ever wish to see.
 * (We hear a siren wailing)
 * Duck's Driver: That's an emergency.
 * Michael Brandon: Called Duck's driver.
 * Duck's Driver: I'll check with the harbourmaster.
 * Michael Brandon: He returned with bad news.
 * Duck's Driver: A man taking part in the regatta had hurt his hand. We're to take him to the hospital at the next station. Harold's bringing him now. Come on.
 * Harold: Good to see you again, Duck.
 * Michael Brandon: Whirred Harold as he landed carefully on the platform. The man was gently helped to safety.
 * Harold: My job is to stay at sea in case of other emergencies. Otherwise i will take this gentleman to hospital myself. Must fly. Goodbye.
 * Michael Brandon: Duck set off on his journey. Soon he was steaming well and his wheels were thundering along the track. When they reached the station, the man thanked everyone and Bertie got ready to take him to the hospital.
 * Bertie: You look splendid flying along the line, Duck.
 * Michael Brandon: Bloat Bertie.
 * Bertie: No wonder they called you great western.
 * Duck: Thank you, Bertie. Percy's right.
 * Michael Brandon: He thought to himself.
 * Duck: Engines are happiest when their wheels are firmly on the rails.
 * Michael Brandon: That night, Percy and Duck stayed a little longer at the key. The air was warm and the sea calmed.
 * Duck: There's a shooting star.
 * Michael Brandon: Said Duck.
 * Percy: Don't be daft.
 * Michael Brandon: Laughed Percy.
 * Percy: It's Harold. Look, he's hovering overhead.
 * Michael Brandon: Something fluttered down towards Duck. His driver caught it.
 * Duck's Driver: It's a flag from the regatta. Harold's giving it to you as a present, Duck.
 * Duck: That was kind of Harold.
 * Michael Brandon: Whispered Duck.
 * Duck: He may have whirly arms instead of wheels. But he seems to understand just what an engine needs.
 * Michael Brandon: Duck still wonders about the lands beyond the horizon. But i think he knows that, sometimes, the best travels are those we can only dream about. Don't you?