Thomas the Babysitter Transcript

(BABY CRYING)

Narrator: It was a busy morning at Knapford Station. Thomas Annie and Clarabel hand one last journey to make before they could take a break.

Annie: Oh My! What a racket, Clarabel!

Clarabel: I  know, Annie! but at least they aren't trying to get on board.

Thomas: (LAUGHS) I didn't know something so small could make so much noise.

Narrator: But the mother and baby did want to travel on Thomas's branch line.

Annie: Oh I don't think babies like trains.

(BLOWS WHISLTE)

Clarabel: I'm not looking forward to this journey, at all.

(BABY CONTINUES CRYING)

Narrator: But as soon as Thomas got on his way, the baby stopped crying.

Annie: Oh. the poor thing, it was probably just tired. I think it likes me, Clarabel. (LAUGHS)

Clarabel: I'm good with children, too (LAUGHS)

Thomas: Don't Forget who's pulling you, maybe it's me the baby likes!

Narrator: Whatever has stopped the baby crying, didn't last long.

(TOOTING)

(BABY CRYING)

Bertie: Oh, Why are you Crying. Thomas? Have you Lost Another Race?

(CHUCKLES)

Thomas: It's Not Me Crying Bertie, I've Got a Baby on Board

(BELL RINGING)

Toby: Hello Thomas! What that awful noise?

Henrietta: It's a baby, silly! Has anyone tried singing a lullaby?

Clarabel: That's a splendid idea, Henrietta!

Annie: Ahem!

Both: Rock-a-bye baby on the treetop, When the wind blows the cradle will rock, When the bough breaks the cradle will fall...

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

(TOOTING)

Clarabel: and down will come baby cradle and all.

(BABY STOPS CRYING)

Annie: Oh, I always did have a lovely singing voice.

Clarabel: I can sing too, you know! (2 CHUCKLES)

(TOOTING)

(BABY CRYING)

Annie: Oh!

Both: Rock-a-bye baby, on the treetop, When the wind blows the cradle will rock, When the bough breaks the cradle will fall

Grumpy Passenger: Well, Really!

Annie and Clarabel: and Down will come baby cradle and all

(TOOTING)

(BABY STOPS CRYING)

Thomas: (LAUGHS) Annie, Clarabel! It isn;t your singing that's calming the baby. it's me!

Narrator: Every time Thomas had to stop at a station or a signal, the same thing happended.

Annie: Oh, why is everyone getting off execpt the lady with the baby?

(TOOTING)

Annie: She has to get off here!

Clarabel: It's the very last station!

(TOOTING)

(BABY CRYING)

Mother: Er.. Excuse Me. Thanks.

Clarabel: (SIGHS)

(WHISTLES BLOWS)

(TOOTING)

Narrator: Thomas went to turn "round on the loop, ready for his return to Knapford.

Thomas: Phew! This journey back should be a lot more peaceful without that... OH NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(BABY CRYING)

(TOOTING)

Annie: Not the baby again!

Clarabel: and it's sill crying!

Thomas: I suppose it is very tired like you said before Annie.

Annie: Oh! How on earth can it possibly still be tired?

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

(TOOTING)

Narrator: The baby fell asleep again as soon as Thomas left Ffarquhar.

Thomas: (GASPS) I Know what to do! Every time I stop, the baby starts crying. So, I won't stop at all!

Clarabel: That's a terrible idea, Thomas!

Annie: What about the other passengers?

Clarabel: and you'll get into trouble with Sir Topham Hatt.

Thomas: (SIGHS) I suppose you're right.

Annie: (CHUCKLES) Silly you!

Clarabel: (CHUCKING) Clever us!

Narrator: So Thomas stopped at every station and the baby started crying every time he stopped.

(BABY CRYING)

(TOOTING)

Narrator: By the time, Thomas got back to Knapford, everyone was exhausted.

(TOOTING)

(BABY CRYING)

Annie: Oh! Thank goodness that's over! Off to the sidings for a rest.

Clarabel: (SIGHS) A whole glorious house before our next journey!

Sir Topham Hatt: (LAUGHING) Oh, hello there! coochy, coochy cool! Oh! Uh-oh.

(BABY CONTINUES CRYING)

Narrator: But Thomas was watching the mother trying to calm her baby.

Thomas: Sir! Sir! Permission to miss my break, please, Sir.

Sir Topham Hatt: Oh Whatever For?

Thomas: I want to make a special journey without stopping so the baby and it's mother can get some rest!

Annie: (GASPS AND STAMMERS) But Thomas. No!

Clarabel: What if it doesn't work?

Thomas: It did before.

Sir Topham Hatt: Well I think it's very kind of you. Thomas. Well done. you go ahead.

(BABY CRYING)

(TOOTING)

(BABY STOPS CRYING)

Annie: Ooh, Thomas, the baby's falling asleep!

(BELL RINGING)

Thomas: SHH!

(HONKING)

Bertie: Hey! Hello, Thomas!

Thomas: Shh, Bertie! The baby's asleep!

Bertie: Oh!

(SNORING)

Narrator: and so was his mother.

(TOOTING)

Narrator: Finally, they were back at Knapford, where someone was waiting for them.

Albert: Oh, Thomas, thank you for baby-sitting all morning. That's my wife and son you've been looking after.

Thomas: (LAUGHS) Is It?

Albert: I didn't know that. I think this is the longest either  of them have slept for days.

(YAWNS)

Albert: we haven't even named him yet. we've all been so tired!

Thomas: I'm not surprised, I never knew babies were so demanding!

Sir Topham Hatt: Excelent work today, Thomas, and you, Albert, I think you deserve a week's holiday, so you can help out with your little boy.

Albert: Oh, thank you, Sir Topham! Perhaps we should name him in honour of today, do you agree darling?

Mother: Oh, Yes we must call him... Thomas. (LAUGHS) Thank you again for all your help.

Thomas: My pleasure! I'm so sorry for making you miss your break, Annie and Clarabel, but i think it was worth it, don't you? Annie? Clarabel?

Sir Topham Hatt: I think you'll find they're fast asleep, Thomas!

(BOTH SNORING)

(BOTH CHUCKLING)