Whistles and Sneezes (Casey Jr. and Friends Episode)

Transcript
Narrator: Montana was cross.

Montana: why should Alfred have a new shape.

Narrator: he grumbled.

Montana: a shape good enough for me is good enough for him, he goes gallivanting off leaving us to do his work and comes back saying how happy he feels it's disgraceful, and there's another thing, Alfred whistles too much no respectable engine ever whistles loudly at stations, it isn't wrong, but we just don't do it.

Narrator: poor Alfred didn't feel happy anymore.

Tootle: never mind.

Narrator: whispered Tootle

Tootle: I'm glad you're home again I like your whistling.

Montana: goodbye Alfred.

Narrator: called Montana.

Montana: we're glad to have you with us again, but remember what I said.

Narrator: later Alfred stopped at Johnny's station.

Johnny: hello Alfred.

Narrator: said Johnny.

Johnny: you look splendid, I was pleased to see your happy whistle yesterday.

Alfred: thank you Jonny.

Narrator: smiled Alfred.

(MONTANA'S SCREECHING WHISTLE)

Johnny: shhhh, can you hear something, it sounds like Montana.

Narrator: said Johnny.

Johnny: and it ought to be Montana, but Montana never whistled like that.

Narrator: it was Montana, he came rushing down the hill of a tremendous rate, he didn't look at Alfred, and he didn’t look at Johnny, he screamed straight through the station and disappeared.

Johnny: well

Narrator: said Johnny.

Alfred: it isn't wrong.

Narrator: chuckled Alfred.

Alfred: but we just don't do it.

Narrator: and he told Johnny what Montana had said.

(MONTANA'S SCREECHING WHISTLE)

(MUSIC)

Narrator: meanwhile, Montana screeched along the line, the noise was awful.

(MUSIC)

Narrator: at the station, everyone covered their ears, Hoity Toity covered his ears too.

Hoity Toity: take him away.

Narrator: he bellowed.

Hoity Toity: and stop that noise.

(MONTANA'S SCREECHING WHISTLE)

Narrator: Montana puffed sadly away, but he wouldn't stop whistling until two fitters climbed up and knocked his whistle valve in place.

Narrator: that night, Montana slunk into the shed, he was glad it was empty.

Alfred: it isn't wrong.

Narrator: murmured Alfred to no one in particular.

Alfred: but we just don't do it.

Narrator: no one mentioned whistles, next morning Alfred was enjoying himself enormously.

Alfred: I feel so well, I feel so well.

Narrator: he sang.

Alfred's coaches: chickity truck, chickity truck.

Narrator: hummed his coaches.

Narrator: then he saw some little ponies on a bridge

Alfred: Peep Peep hello.

Narrator: he whistled.

(SHATTERING)

Alfred: oooohhh.

Narrator: he called, the little ponies didn't wave and take his number, they thought it funny to drop stones on him instead.

Alfred's coaches: they've broken our glass, they've broken our glass.

Narrator: cried the coaches, the passengers ponies weren't hurt, but they were cross.

A passenger Pony: call the police.

Alfred's Driver: no.

Narrator: said the driver.

Alfred's driver: leave it to Alfred and me.

Passenger Ponies: what would you do.

Narrator: they asked.

Alfred's driver: can you keep a secret.

Passenger Ponies: yes, yes.

Alfred's Driver: well then.

Narrator: said the driver.

Alfred's Driver: Alfred is going to sneeze at those little ponies.

(MUSIC)

(ALFRED's WHISTLE)

Narrator: lots of ponies were waiting at the station just before the bridge they wanted to see what would happen.

Alfred's Driver: Alfred has plenty of ashes.

Narrator: said the driver.

Alfred's Driver: please keep all windows shut till we've passed the bridge, Alfred's as excited as we are, aren't you old fellow.

Narrator: Alfred felt more stuffed up than exited.

(MUSIC)

Narrator: soon they could see the little ponies and they all had stones.

Alfred's Driver: are you ready Alfred.

Narrator: said the driver.

Alfred's Driver: sneeze hard when I tell you, now.

Narrator: he said.

Alfred: AAAAAACHOO!

(WHISTLE SOUND)

(MUSIC)

Alfred's Driver: we’ll done Alfred.

Narrator: laughed his driver.

(ALFRED'S WHISTLE)

Narrator: Alfred went home, hoping that next time he saw Montana and the little ponies, they would have learned not te be so mean.