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.
JJames
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.
JJames
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.
[Duck arrives at Tidmouth Sheds, only to get blockaded by the 3 big engines]
GJGordon, James, and Henry
[let off a lot of steam] WHOOSH!
GJGordon, James, and Henry
So are we. We're tired of you. We like Diesel. We don't like you. You tell tales about us to the trucks.
GJGordon, James, and Henry
You do!
GJGordon, James, and Henry
You DO!
The Fat Controller came to stop the noise.
Duck called me a galloping sausage!
JJames
Rusty red scrap iron!
I only wish, Sir, that I thought of those names myself. If the dome fits...!
[the Fat Controller clears his throat]
GJGordon, James, and Henry
He made trucks laugh at us.
The Fat Director recovered. He'd been trying not to laugh himself.
Certainly not, Sir. No steam engine would be as mean as that.
[Edward struggles to pull his train]
Did you see him straining?
JJames
Positively painful.
Just pathetic! He should give up and be preserved before it's too late!
Shut up! You're all jealous. Edward's better than any of you!
You're right, Duck. Edward's old but he'll surprise us all.
[finally puffs out of Knapford] I've done it! We're off! I've done it! We're off!
[a storm hits the island, awakening the engines in the middle of the night]
Listen! Can you hear a strange whistling sound?
It's the wind blowing outside our shed. But I've never heard it like this before.
JJames
Do you know? If Gordon wasn't here now, I'd say it was him thundering by with the Express.
Thomas was shunting shining new coaches.
JJames
Are those coaches for me?
No. These are for Gordon's Express. I'll fetch your trucks next.
But James was going to play a trick on the other engines.
JJames
Actually, Thomas, I'm taking the coaches. The Fat Controller asked me to tell you.
JJames
Uh, give them to Gordon.
TDThomas' Driver
Come on, Thomas. Orders are orders.
[Thomas sees James and Gordon looking miserable]
Cheer up. It's a beautiful day.
JJames
Yes, he is. I- I mean, I am! I don't feel well at all.
Don't worry. I'll help out if you're ill.
JJames
Hello, Trevor. You look as bright and cheerful as my red paint.
JJames
What's that noise?
It's the bees. They're all in these boxy things called beehives. I'm taking them to the station. The Vicar says his bees make good honey and he's giving some of them to his friends.
Just then, BoCo the Diesel Engine hummed in.
Take care, you two. Don't make the bees angry. They might sting you.
James didn't like being told what to do by a diesel, and he buzzed away.
I remember the first time I met those two. They nearly made my eyes pop out. Edward soon put a stop to their games.
Edward is the only one who can keep Bill and Ben in order. I sometimes call them the bees.
A good name. They're terrors when they start buzzing around.
JJames
What's that, Duck, are you afraid of bees? They're only insects after all, so don't let that buzz-box diesel tell you different.
His name is BoCo, and he didn't. We–
JJames
I wouldn't care if hundreds were swarming around! I'd just blow smoke and make them buzz off!