Thomas quotes from Thomas & Friends

What are you doing here, Thomas?

I brought Edward's trucks.

Why did you come so fast?

I didn't mean to. I was pushed.

You've got a lot to learn about trucks then, little Thomas. After pushing them about here for a few weeks, you'll know almost as much about them as Edward. Then you'll be a really useful engine.

I see you are sorry, James. I hope now that you will be a better engine. You have given me a lot of trouble. People are laughing at my railway, and I don't like that at all.

I'm very sorry, Sir. I will try hard to behave.

That's a good engine! I want you to pull some trucks for me.

James was delighted and puffed away.

Here are your trucks, James. Have you got some bootlaces ready?

And he ran off laughing.

Oh! Oh! Oh! We want a proper engine, not a red monster.

Where have you been, lazybones?

Oh, dear. My system is out of order. No one understands my case. You don't know what I suffer!

Rubbish! You're too fat. You need exercise.

Peep! Peep! Peep! Where is the guard?

We've left him behind!

I want to fish!

But they all had the same answer.

Engines don't go fishing.

Silly stick-in-the-muds.

Inspector, can you see... fish?

Thomas was horrified upon hearing such news.

Gracious, goodness me! How did the fish get there, Driver?

We must've fished them from the river with our bucket.

Well, Thomas, so you and your Driver have been fishing. But fish don't suit you. We must get them out.

They all took turns at fishing in Thomas' tank, while The Fat Controller looked on and told them how to do it. When they had caught all the fish, they had a lovely picnic supper of fish and chips.

[finishes meal] Mmm! That was good! But fish don't suit you, Thomas, so you mustn't do it again.

No, Sir, I won't. Engines don't go fishing. It's too uncomfortable.

Hello! I'm Terence. I'm plowing.

I'm Thomas. I'm pulling a train. What ugly wheels you've got.

They're not ugly. They're caterpillars! I can go anywhere. I don't need rails.

I don't want to go anywhere. I like my rails. Thank you.

Hello. Who are you?

I'm Bertie. Who are you?

I'm Thomas. I run this Branch Line.

So you're Thomas eh? I remember now. You got stuck in the snow. I took your passengers, and Terence the Tractor pulled you out. I've come to help you with your passengers today.

Help me? I can go faster than you.

You can't.

I can.

I'll race you.

Their drivers agreed to the race going ahead. The stationmaster said:

Are you ready? GO!

Where's your cowcatcher?

But I don't catch cows, sir.

Don't be funny.

He looked at Thomas' wheels.

No side plates either.

And he wrote in his notebook.

Engines going on public roads must have their wheels covered and a cowcatcher in front to protect people and animals from being dragged under the wheels if they stray onto the line. [directly to Thomas] You haven't, so you are dangerous.

Rubbish! We've been along here hundreds of times and never had an accident.

That makes it worse.

He wrote "Regular Lawbreaker" in his book. Thomas puffed sadly away.

At the station, Thomas' driver told the Fat Controller what had happened.

Dangerous to the public, indeed! We'll see about that!

The Fat Controller spoke to the Policeman. But however much he argued with him, it was no good.

The law is the law, and we can't change it.

The Fat Controller felt exhausted.

I'm sorry, Driver. It's no use arguing with policemen. We will have to make those "cowcatcher" things for Thomas, I suppose.

Everyone will laugh, Sir! They'll say I look like a tram!

The Fat Controller stared, then he laughed.

Well done, Thomas! Why didn't I think of it before?! We need a tram engine! When I was on my holiday, I met a nice little engine called Toby. He takes trucks from the farms, but the lorries are taking over most of his work and he needs a change. He has cowcatchers and sideplates. I'll write to his controller at once.

PEW! What a funny smell! Can you smell a smell?

I can't smell a smell.

A funny, musty sort of smell.

No one noticed it 'til you did. It must be yours.

Not long ago, he had fallen into a dirty ditch. Thomas enjoyed teasing him about it.

Annie, Clarabel, do you know what I think it is? It's ditch water!

[after falling down the mine] Fire and smoke! I'm sunk! Oh, dear! I am a silly engine!

[smiles] And a very naughty one, too. I saw you.

Please get me out. I won't be naughty again.

I'm not sure. We can't lift you out with a crane. The ground's not firm enough. Hmm... Let me see... I wonder if Gordn could pull you out.

[nervously] Yes, Sir.

It's always the same before Christmas. We feel so full! We feel so full!

Oh, come on! Where's your festive spirit? Christmas Day is almost here!

Ha! Just look at us. Your driver will have to work fast to get you as smart as us.

Never mind that. I have something important to say. Do you realize it's been a whole year since Mrs. Kyndley saved us from a nasty accident?

You remember, when she was ill and bed, and...?

Yes, of course. You told us how she waved her red dressing gown out of her window to warn you about a landslide ahead.

And you and Toby gave her presents. And the Fat Controller sent her to Bournemouth to get better.

Exactly! So, now I think we should all give her a special Christmas party.

Hello, Thomas. You look splendid.

Yes, indeed. Blue is the only proper color for an engine.

Oh, I don't know. I like my brown paint.

I've always been green. I wouldn't wanna be any other color, either.

Well, well, anyway, blue is the only color for a really useful engine. Everyone knows that.

Percy said no more. He just grinned at Toby.