Percy quotes from Thomas & Friends

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.

[watches the hopper load coal into Percy's trucks] Careful. Watch out with those silly trucks.

Go on! Go on! Go on!

And by the way, those buffers don't look very safe to me.

The last load poured down.

HELP! I'M CHOKING! GET ME OUT!

Percy was worried, but he couldn't help laughing. Thomas' smart blue paint was covered in coal dust, from smoke-box to bunker.

Ha-ha! You don't look really useful now, Thomas. You look really disgraceful.

I'm not disgraceful. You did that on purpose. Get me out!

Edward is impossible. He clanks about like a lot of old iron, and he is so slow, he makes us wait.

Thomas and Percy were indignant.

"Old iron"? Slow?

Why, Edward could beat you in a race any day.

Really? I should like to see him do it.

I say, you engines, I'm to take some trucks to Thomas' junction. The Fat Controller chose me especially. He must know I'm a really useful engine.

More likely, he wants you out of the way.

Gordon looked across to James. They were making a plan.

James and I were just speaking about signals at the junction. We can't be too careful about signals, but then, I needn't say that to a really useful engine like you, Percy.

Percy felt flattered.

We had spoken of backing signals. They need extra special care, you know. Would you like me to explain?

No, thank you, James. I know all about signals.

Hello, Percy. You look tired.

Yes, Sir. I am, Sir. I don't know if I'm standing on my dome or on my wheels.

You look the right way up to me. Cheer up. The new engine is bigger than you, and can probably do the work alone. Would you like to help build my new harbor? Thomas and Toby will help.

Oh, yes, Sir! Thank you, Sir!

Hello. Who are you?

I'm Harold. Who are you?

I'm Percy. What whirly great arms you've got!

They're nice arms. I can hover like a bird. Don't you wish you could hover?

Certainly not. I like my rails, thank you.

I think railways are slow. They're not much use, and quite out of date.

He whirled his arms and buzzed away. Percy found Toby at the top station.

I say, Toby, that Harold, that stuck-up whirlybird thing, says I'm slow and out of date! Just let him wait! I'll show him!

[to the engines beside Percy] What are you engines doing here?! This shed is for the Fat Controller's engines. Go away! [to himself] Silly things.

They're not silly!

They are silly, and so are you. [mocks] "Water's nothing to an engine with determination." Ha!

Anyway, I'm not afraid of water. I like it!

He ran off to the harbor singing.

[singing] Once an engine attached to a train

No one ever lets me forget the time I wouldn't come out of the tunnel in case the rain spoiled my paint.

[about to take Percy to the works] Well, well, well. Did you like the water?

No!

I am surprised. You need more determination, Percy. Water's nothing to an engine with determination, you know. Perhaps you will like it better next time.

Percy is quite determined that there won't be a "next time".

Edward says we need... a... a depot station!

Of course! The question is...

What is a... desperation?

It's when engines tell the Fat Controller something's wrong.

Did you say "tell the Fat Controller"?

There was a long silence.

I propose that Percy be our... uh... disputation.

I?! I can't!

Rubbish, Percy! It's easy.

That's settled, then.

Poor Percy wished it wasn't.

Hello, Percy. It's nice to be back.

Percy jumped.

Uh, uh, yes, Sir! Yes, Sir! Please, Sir!

You look nervous, Percy. What's the matter?

Please, Sir, they've made me a "desperation", Sir, uh, to speak to you, Sir. I don't like it, Sir.

The Fat Controller pondered.

Do you mean a deputation, Percy?

Yes, Sir, please, Sir. Uh, it's Donald and Douglas, Sir. They say, Sir, that if you send them away, Sir, well, they'll be turned into scrap, Sir. That would be dreadful, Sir. Uh, please, Sir, don't send them away!

Thank you, Percy. That will do.

Hello, Percy. I see Daisy's left the milk again.

I'll have to make a special journey with it, I suppose. Anyone would think I had nothing to do.

Tell you what, I'll take the milk. You take my trucks.

And every year, on the date of the accident, it runs again as a warning to others, plunging into the gap, shrieking like a lost soul!

Percy, what are you talking about?

The ghost train. Driver saw it last night.

Where?

He didn't say. Oh, it makes my wheels wobble to think of it!

Ha! You're just a silly little engine. I'm not scared!

Percy's had an accident!

Poor engine! Botheration! That means I'll be late!

They've cleared the line for you, but there's something worse!

Out with it, Toby! I can't wait all evening!

I've just seen something! [stutters] It looked like Percy's ghost! It said it was coming here to warn us!

Ha! Who cares?! Don't be frightened, Toby. I'll take care of you.

[imitates a ghost] Peep! Peep! Pip-Pip-Pip-PEEP! Let me in! Let me in!

No! No! Not by the smoke on my chimney-chim-chim!

I'll chuff, and I'll puff, and I'll break your door in!

[whistles as if he were a ghost] WHEESH!

Percy gave a ghostly whistle.

Don't be frightened, Thomas. It's only me!

Your ugly fizz is enough to frighten everyone. You're like...

Ugly, indeed! I'm....

A green caterpillar with red stripes. You crawl like one, too.

I don't!

Who's been late every afternoon this week?

It's the hay!

I can't help that. Time's time, and the Fat Controller relies on me to keep it. I can't if you crawl in the hay until all hours.

Green caterpillar, indeed!

[arrives at the station, covered in hay] Sorry I'm late!

Look what's crawled out of the hay.

What's wrong?

Talk about hairy caterpillars. It's worth being late to have seen you.