Thomas at Your Service

Thomas at Your Service is the ninth episode of the third season of My Little Engine: Friendship is Magic, and the sixty-first episode overall. It is a parody of the My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic episode, Spike at Your Service.

Cast

 * Emily as Twilight Sparkle
 * Belle as Applejack
 * Thomas as Spike
 * Molly as Rarity
 * Mavis as Rainbow Dash
 * Lady as Fluttershy
 * Rosie as Pinkie Pie
 * Flora as Granny Smith
 * Annie as Apple Bloom
 * Freight Vans as The Timberwolves
 * Henry as Big Macintosh (cameo)
 * Cora (from RWS) as Winona (cameo)
 * Lady Hatt as Princess Celestia (mentioned)

Transcript

 * Thomas: Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve.
 * Emily: Huh. That's not that many.
 * Thomas: Are you kidding? How are you supposed to read twelve books in one weekend?
 * Emily: Lady Hatt obviously thinks I can or she would never have assigned them to me. I'm not planning on letting her down.
 * Thomas: Well, I hope you're not planning on sleeping then, either.
 * Emily: Actually, Thomas, why don't you take the day off?
 * Thomas: Really?
 * Emily: Why not? These books are gonna keep me busy for a while.
 * Thomas: Hmm... I do have a long list of things I've been dying to do!


 * Thomas: "Touch nose with tongue." Eeeng... done! "Play a song with my whistle."
 * [whistle sounds]
 * Thomas: Done! "Smell my dirty wheels." [sniffs] [sigh] Done! Huh, that didn't take nearly as long as I thought it would.


 * theme song


 * Thomas: What to do, what to do...
 * [cat yowling]
 * Thomas: [gasps] A hot air balloon ride!
 * [thump]
 * Thomas: [gasps] Oh no! Wait! Runaway balloon! Gah!
 * [boing]
 * Thomas: [groans] Sorry!
 * [wheels rattling noisily]
 * Thomas: [yelps]
 * [screeching]


 * Thomas: [relieved sigh] That was a close one. I-if I didn't know better, I would swear that I was in the middle of the dark and scary scrapyard.
 * [twig snaps]
 * 'Thomas: [yelps] What was that?! C'mon, Thomas. Just because this yard is full of wild cars, doesn't mean that you're gonna see one! Hehe...[sniffs] [grunts]
 * [freight vans growling]
 * Thomas: [screams]
 * [freight van growling]
 * Belle: Come 'n' get me, ya big cars! [to Thomas] Run!
 * Thomas: I'm running! I'm running!
 * [growling]
 * Thomas: [yelping]
 * Belle: Whew!
 * Thomas: Wow, Belle! That was amazing! I mean, you rocketed those boulders at them like they were... rockets! Pow, pow, pow pow pow! You saved my life! [softly] You... saved... my life.
 * Belle: Aw, don't mention it, Thomas. C'mon, we should be headin' on back, now.
 * Thomas: Man, am I lucky you were out here. Uh, why were you out here?
 * Belle: Saw the balloon floatin' by with nopony in it, came out here to investigate. Guess you did too, huh?
 * Thomas: Uh... yeah... I was investigating the runaway hot air balloon too! So, uh, now that the mystery's been solved, let's get outta here, huh?
 * [distant howling]


 * Belle: Thanks for walkin' me home, Thomas. That was mighty kind of you. But now I have chores that need tendin' to, so see you later.
 * Thomas: What chores? I'll do them!
 * Belle: That's sweet, but you don't have–
 * Thomas: It's the least I can do! You saved my life! I need to repay the favor.
 * Belle: Shoot, Thomas, that's what friends do for each other. You don't need to repay the favor.
 * Thomas: Yes, I do!
 * Belle: Sugar, it's okay, it's not necessary.
 * Thomas: Belle, you don't understand! This is something I really need to do!
 * Belle: Well, I'd hate to get in the way of doin' somethin' you need to do...
 * Thomas: Great! What should I do?
 * Belle: Uh... Annie's over yonder givin' little Piggington a bath. I was gonna lend her a buffer, but maybe you could lend her one instead.
 * Thomas: On the double!


 * Thomas: Belle said I could help you!
 * [pig snorts]
 * Annie: Great! I could use all the help I can get!
 * [thud]
 * Thomas: Heh, wait 'til Belle sees how you sparkle!


 * [pig squealing]
 * Thomas: Ta-da!
 * [pig oinks]
 * Belle: Good job, you two.
 * Annie: Belle, is it okay if I get goin'? I don't wanna be late for my Coaches meeting. We're gettin' fitted for water skis!
 * Belle: Heh, you definitely don't wanna be late for that.
 * Annie: Water skiin' cutie mark, here I come!
 * Belle: Thomas, you can head on out too. I reckon you have repaid me in full so we are officially even Steven.
 * Thomas: What? Ohhh no. We aren't even close to being even Steven! Please, Belle, you must allow me to assist you further!
 * Belle: I dunno, Thomas. Just don't feel right to have you, uh, doin' things for me.
 * Thomas: Please?
 * Belle: Really, you don't–
 * Thomas: Pretty please?
 * Belle: It's just not necessary–
 * Thomas: Pretty pretty pretty please?
 * Belle: [sigh] Oh, all right. You can help Flora and me bake some–


 * Thomas: Pies! Pies! I'm helping Belle make some pies!
 * Flora: Uh, Thomas, little feller, could you get us some more eggs?
 * Thomas: Coming right up! [sounds of exertion]
 * [crash]
 * Thomas: Uh, oops, sorry, Belle. Lemme get something to clean that up!
 * [thud, splash]
 * [poof]
 * [splat]
 * Belle: [sighs] Appreciate all your help today, sugarcube, but... I can take it from here.
 * Thomas: Don't be ridiculous! It is my honor and my duty! Today's just the beginning!
 * Belle: What's that now?
 * Thomas: You saved my life! [belches] According to the "Thomas the Tank Engine Code", I owe you a life debt and must serve you.
 * Flora: Now, what about Emily? Doesn't she need your help and such?
 * Thomas: [wheeshes steam] Huh, you're right. I better break the news to Emily. I just hope she doesn't take it too hard... Be right back!
 * [splat]


 * Thomas: Come on, Thomas, this is your personal, moral, ethical blue tank engine code we're talking about! You have to do this! It's not like you and Emily won't be friends anymore... but it won't be the same... but it has to be done. Emily, Belle just saved my life from horrible, engine-eating freight vans!
 * Emily: Mm-hmm...
 * Thomas: And, as you are aware, I adhere to my blue tank engine code, and this means I must serve her for the rest of my natural born days! I'm sure you understand.
 * Emily: Mm-hmm...
 * Thomas: It's... been an honor... being your faithful assistant.
 * Emily: Sounds good.
 * Thomas: [sighs]


 * Thomas: She said it was okay.
 * Belle and Flora: Really?
 * Thomas: So, with Emily's blessing, I'm free to follow my code and serve you until–
 * [crash]
 * Thomas: Well, until forever!


 * Belle: Listen, sugarcube, I completely respect your "blue tank engine code"... Truly I do, but I just can't cotton with you permanently servin' me.
 * Thomas: Please, Belle, my blue tank engine code is a part of me! I have to be true to myself! If you don't let me do this, I won't be a noble engine anymore!
 * Belle: Oh, well, I can't have you feelin' like you're not a noble engine now, can I?
 * Thomas: Great! Then from here on in, your wish is my command.
 * [pause]
 * Belle: Oh, uh, okay... I would like you to... hmm... huh... oh! ...Help me take some of the pie you made to...
 * Thomas: Molly?
 * Belle: Uh, sure, why not?


 * Thomas: I helped bake it.
 * Molly: Eugh.
 * Belle: [squeaks neck]
 * Molly: [chewing]
 * Thomas: You even look good when you're chewing... [laughs nervously] W-who looks good when they're chewing?
 * Molly: [spits]
 * Thomas: Aren't you gonna have some more?
 * Molly: I... had a big lunch!
 * Thomas: It's ten in the morning.
 * Molly: Breakfast. A big breakfast.
 * Thomas: Ohhh. Okay.
 * Belle: Maybe you could take her plate back to the kitchen and wash it off?
 * Thomas: As you wish!
 * Molly: What was that all about?
 * Belle: [sighs] I saved Thomas from some freight vans in the scrapyard, and now he thinks he has to serve me forever.
 * Molly: [delighted squeal] Oh, what I wouldn't give to have someengine forever in my debt! I'd get them to organize my sheds, and give me pedicures, and help me with my sewing and–
 * Belle: Okay, I get it, havin' someengine to do things for you would be a dream come true. But I don't feel right havin' Thomas thinkin' he owes me somethin'. You tasted that pie. Sometimes, his help isn't that helpful.
 * [crash]
 * Thomas: Do you... have a broom I could borrow?
 * [soap bubbles bubbling]
 * Mavis: Belle, Molly, what's happening?
 * Molly: Belle saved Thomas' life and now he has to serve her forever.
 * Mavis: Sweet! What are you having him do? Wash your laundry? Clean your room? Help you with your unfinished novel? Mine's about this awesome diesel who's the fastest engine ever and becomes number 1 on a railway!
 * Molly: [sarcastic] How ever did you come up with that ingeniously woven intricate plot line?
 * Mavis: Just came to me.
 * Belle: Thing is, I don't really want him to serve me forever, but I don't know how to get him to stop.
 * Mavis: That's easy! Just make him help you with something really, really hard.
 * Belle: I dunno. I don't want him to get hurt.
 * Mavis: Puh-lease. He'll quit way before there's even a chance of getting hurt!
 * [crash]
 * Mavis: [hushed, to Belle] Leave this to me. [to Thomas] Sooo, Thomas, Belle was gonna help me stack some hay so I could practice smashing through it, but I'm feeling extra, extra powerful today.
 * Belle: You are?
 * Mavis: Yeah, I am. So instead of hay, I'm gonna smash through rocks!
 * Thomas: Rocks?
 * Mavis: Yeah! A huge tower of rocks! And you're gonna build it!
 * Thomas: I am?
 * Mavis: Yeah, I mean, unless you don't wanna help Belle...
 * Thomas: I do! It is Thomas' blue tank engine code!
 * Mavis: Then get to it! [to Belle] Trust me. This is gonna work like a charm!


 * Thomas: [sounds of exertion]
 * Mavis: Huh. I was sure he'd give up after, like, three rocks.
 * Lady: Oh, goodness. If it'd been me, I'd have just pretended I didn't have anything for him to do.
 * Belle: Why didn't I think of that?
 * Thomas: [yelling] Is this high enough?
 * Belle: That's plenty high! Come on down, Thomas!
 * Mavis: Bad news: He actually ended up building the whole rock tower. Good news... [nervously] I've got a rock tower to knock down.
 * Thomas: Haha, yeah! You can do it! Haha, hahah, alright, yeah!
 * [crash]
 * Thomas: That... was... awesome!
 * [thud]
 * Thomas: Wanna do it again, Mavis? Belle can rebuild it for you. And when I say "Belle", I of course mean me!
 * Mavis: [dazed] Sure! Why not...?
 * Belle: No! I mean, I don't think Mavis needs any more of your help. My help. She doesn't need it. Right, Mavis?
 * Mavis: Bbbbrrr. Yeah. I guess I'm good. For now.
 * Belle: And so am I! I just can't think of one more thing I need help with, so you don't have to do anything else.
 * [thud]
 * Thomas: W-What do you mean you can't think of anything else I can help with?
 * Belle: Exactly that! There's nothin' else. I don't want you to do anything.
 * Thomas: If I don't help you, how will I know I'm a noble engine?
 * Belle: Well, I–
 * Thomas: Maybe there's things you need help with, but you don't even realize you need help with!
 * Lady: If she needed help, I think she'd realize it.
 * Thomas: Maybe not! Maybe Belle needs help realizing what she needs help with. Like... maybe your back itches!
 * Belle: Huuuuh... that does feel... good...
 * Thomas: [laughs] See? Or you might need help remembering your favorite song! "The engine is the finest machine ever, there's more to it than just fine paintwork..."
 * Lady: I don't think that's her favorite s–
 * Thomas: Or... you might need help breathing!
 * Belle: Breathin'? I certainly do not–
 * [bellows pumping]
 * [air being let out of balloon]
 * Thomas: See? There are plenty of things I can help you with, and you don't even have to trouble yourself with thinking of them!
 * Belle: No, I'll think of 'em. Lemme think of 'em.
 * Thomas: As you wish.


 * Belle: Emily? Emily are you there? Emily!
 * [clatter]
 * Emily: Agh!
 * Belle: Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.
 * Emily: [sighs] No, it's okay, I need to take a break anyway. What's going on?
 * Belle: I know Thomas told you that he was gonna follow his blue tank engine code, and serve me forever for savin' him from the freight vans, and that you were okay with it, but–
 * Emily: Wait, what?
 * Belle: He said he told you all about it. I'm guessin' maybe you were a little distracted when he told you.
 * Emily: Um, maybe a little...
 * Belle: I should've realized you wouldn't have let him go so easily. Well, now that you know what's goin' on, maybe you could talk some sense into him!
 * Emily: Oh, Belle, I wish I could, but this is blue tank engine code we're talking about. Surely you know how important the blue tank engine code is to him!
 * Belle: I sure am startin' to.
 * Emily: Hm, there's only one other way Thomas is gonna fulfill the debt he feels he owes you.


 * Thomas: Seventy, seventy-one, seventy-two, seventy-three, seventy-four, seventy-five...
 * Belle: All right, y'all, here's the deal. Thomas needs to save my life.
 * Rosie: And you want us to shoot you out of a cannon towards a hornet's nest and give Thomas a net so he can catch you mere seconds before you hit the nest and are stung by a thousand angry hornets! I'll wear this mustache.
 * Belle: No. I am gonna be attacked by a freight van!
 * Rest of main cast: [gasping]
 * Rosie: Can I still wear the mustache?


 * Belle: When I give the signal, Rosie and Molly will come runnin' out of the woods, bein' pursued by the freight van. I'll start to run too, but then pretend to get my wheel stuck. I'll ask Thomas to help me dislodge it, and he will, and I'll be able to get away from the terrifyin' freight van! Havin' saved me from certain doom, Thomas will then consider us even. Everybody get it?
 * Lady and Mavis: Uh-huh.
 * Emily: I'll do my best.
 * Molly: Mm-hmm.
 * Rosie: Just one question.
 * Belle: Yes? [beat] No.
 * Rosie: [sighs] Suit yourself.
 * [crash]
 * Molly: [clears throat] We are all ready to play our parts, ahem, but are you sure you are ready to play yours, Belle?
 * Belle: What d'you mean?
 * Molly: Show us your best "damsel in distress" move.
 * Belle: Uh... Oh, well, aheh, how's this? Hooooooo.
 * Molly: Absolutely horrendous! Okay, this needs some serious work! Now, first, you must lift your forewheel up to your forehead, like so–
 * Thomas: [in distance] Belle?
 * Belle: No time! Here he comes! Uh... over here, Thomas!
 * Thomas: [pants] You said you had something else you needed me to do?
 * Belle: Oh, yes, I, I was just hopin' you could maybe, uh, sweep up all those leaves for a compost pile, and–
 * Thomas: But of course. Oh, by the way, there are exactly twenty-four million, five hundred and sixty-seven thousand, eight hundred and thirty seven blades of grass at the farm.
 * Belle: I can't believe you counted every single one of 'em...
 * Thomas: You asked me to.
 * Mavis: [inhales]
 * Thomas: And, as a noble engine and follower of my blue tank engine code, I–
 * Mavis: [roars like a freight van]
 * Lady: That was very convincing!
 * Molly: [screaming] Freight Van! [sobbing] We are doomed!
 * Rosie: [screams]
 * Molly: [to Belle] See? Like that.
 * [wood clacking]
 * [wood stomping]
 * Mavis: [quietly laughing] [roars like a freight van]
 * Belle: [unconvincingly] Oh no! I seem to have got my wheel caught in between two rocks! I cannot run away! I am a damsel in distress! Help me, Thomas!
 * Thomas: Wait a minute.
 * Belle: No, no, don't wait a minute. Save me from the terrifyin' freight van!
 * Thomas: Well, he would be terrifying if he wasn't a fake! You got the buffers...
 * [string snapping]
 * Thomas: ...The roar was spot on, and the detail on his face is pretty good. But you forgot one thing: his breath! You could smell a real freight van's breath from a mile– [sniffs] [laughs] Too late, I'm already on–
 * [magical poof]
 * Emily: [screams]
 * Mavis: Freight Van!
 * [van snorts]
 * [freight vans roaring]
 * Thomas: Freight Van!
 * [growling]
 * [crunching]
 * Belle: Whooooah!
 * [crash]
 * Belle: Ow!
 * [van growling in distance]
 * [wood clicking]
 * Thomas: Uh oh... Belle, come on!
 * Belle: [grunting] I can't! I'm really stuck!
 * Thomas: No more messing around! Let's go!
 * Belle: [grunting] Come on...
 * [giant freight van roaring]
 * Belle: Forget it, Thomas! You gotta get out of here! Would you just forget your blue tank engine code already and go?!
 * Thomas: No! I have to save you!
 * [crunch]
 * [giant freight van choking]
 * Thomas: Let's get out of here! [grunts]
 * [giant freight van coughing]
 * [crash]


 * Belle and Thomas: [panting]
 * Emily: What happened to you guys back there? Thought you were right behind us!
 * Belle: My wheel was stuck, and that freight van was coming right at me!
 * Molly: Wait, you were actually stuck?
 * Thomas: Uh-huh!
 * Belle: But Thomas picked up a pebble, and rocketed that thing right at the huge freight van's mouth, and saved my life!
 * Thomas: Aw, it was nothing.
 * Belle: It was somethin' alright! 'Course, I wouldn't've needed help if I hadn't been tryin' to stage a fake freight van attack in the first place.
 * Thomas: Yeah, what was that all about?
 * Belle: [sighs] I know this code thing's important to you, but if somethin' like this comes up in the future, think maybe we can go back to my code, say "that's what friends do" and leave it at that? I promise I won't think of you as any less noble.
 * Thomas: Sounds good to me. But, maybe let's just try to avoid situations where one of us actually needs the other one to save their life?
 * Belle: You got yourself a deal.


 * Emily: Thanks, Thomas.
 * Thomas: Happy to help!
 * Emily: Don't know what I'd do without you.
 * Thomas: No, really! I'm really really really happy to help you!
 * Emily: [laughs] Oh...