A Scarf For Percy/Transcript


 * George Carlin: It was a cold winter's morning on the Island of Sodor. The wind was bitter and the ground hard with frost. Thomas and Percy were cold and cross.
 * Thomas: All I want is a warm boiler.
 * George Carlin: Huffed﻿ Thomas.
 * Thomas: Firelighter knows that. He's late.
 * Percy: He's not late.
 * George Carlin: Replied Percy.
 * Percy: This weather woke us up early.
 * George Carlin: Gusts of wind swirled round the shed, tossing flakes of snow towards Thomas. Then they swooshed round Percy too.
 * Percy: Why don't we talk about something else?
 * George Carlin: Shivered Percy.
 * Thomas: Yes.
 * George Carlin: Replied Thomas.
 * Thomas: Like how silly we'll look when our funnels turn into icicles.
 * Percy: That's not funny. Maybe we'll stop feeling cold if we talk about warm things-like sunshine and steam.
 * Thomas: And firefighters.
 * George Carlin: Muttered Thomas.
 * Percy: Scarves!
 * George Carlin: Continued Percy.
 * Thomas: Scarves?!
 * George Carlin: Laughed Thomas.
 * Thomas: That's what you need, Percy. A woolly scarf round your funnel.
 * George Carlin: Thomas was only teasing, but Percy thought happily about scarves until the firelighter came. Sir Topham Hatt was enjoying hot porridge for breakfast. He was looking foward to taking important visitors on a tour of the railway, and had pressed his special trousers.
 * Sir Topham Hatt: I shall put them in my trunk.
 * George Carlin: Sir Topham Hatt said to his wife.
 * Sir Topham Hatt: And change into them just before the photographs are taken.
 * George Carlin: Then he set off to catch his train. Percy was now working hard. His fire was burning nicely, and he had plenty of steam, but he still hought about scarves. He saw them everywhere he went.
 * Percy: My funnel's cold! My funnel's cold!
 * George Carlin: He puffed.
 * Percy: I want a scarf! I want a scarf!
 * Henry: Rubbish Percy!
 * George Carlin: Said Henry.
 * Henry: Engines don't wear scarves.
 * Percy: Engines with proper funnels do.
 * George Carlin: Replied Percy.
 * Percy: You've only got a small one.
 * George Carlin: Before Henry could answer, Percy puffed away. Henry snorted. He was looking foward to pulling the special train. It was time for the photographs. Everyone was excited. Sir Topham Hatt was waiting on the platform for his trousers. They were in a trunk amoungst a big load of baggage. The porters were taking the baggage trolley across the line. They were walking backwards to see that nothing fell off. Percy was still being cheeky. His driver always shut off steam just outside the station. Percy wanted to surprise the coaches by coming in as quietly was he could. But the porters didn't hear him either. Percy gave them such a fright that boxes and bags burst everywhere.
 * (Sir Topham Hatt and the passengers watch in shock as a box, some trousers and the hat go flying)
 * Percy: Oh!
 * George Carlin: Groaned Percy.
 * (The crate falls on top of Percy, covering him, Sir Topham Hatt and all the passengers completely)
 * George Carlin: Sticky streams of jam trickled down Percy's face. A top hat hung on his lamp iron. Worst of all, a pair of trousers coiled lovingly round his funnel. Everyone was very angry. Sir Topham Hatt seized the top hat.
 * Sir Topham Hatt: Mine!
 * George Carlin: He said.
 * Sir Topham Hatt: Percy look at this!
 * Percy: Yes sir. I am sir.
 * Sir Topham Hatt: My best trousers too.
 * Percy: Yes sir. Please sir.
 * Sir Topham Hatt: We must pay the passengers for their spoiled clothes, and my trousers are ruined. I hope this will teach you not to play tricks with the coaches.
 * George Carlin: Percy went off to the yard. He felt very silly. On the way he met James.
 * James: Hello Percy. So you found a scarf, eh? But legs go in trousers, not funnels!
 * George Carlin: And he puffed off to tell Henry the news. That evening, Thomas and Percy were resting in the shed. Percy's driver has taken away the trousers and gave Percy a good rubdown.
 * Thomas: Firelighter's promised to come early tomorrow.
 * George Carlin: Said Thomas. Henry arrived. He'd enjoyed taking the visitors around and now he felt sorry for Percy too.
 * Henry: Driver says the weather will be warmer tomorrow. You won't need a scarf, Percy.
 * Percy: Certainly not!
 * George Carlin: Replied Percy.
 * Percy: Engines don't need scarves. Engines need warm boilers. Everyone knows that!