Thomas & Friends quotes

I'm sorry, Mr. Oliver, if I caused you any embarrassment.

That's all right, Toad. So, what do you think of going forwards?

It was fun! But from now on, I'll be happy to look forward to the future, busy going backwards, so to speak!

[to Peter Sam] Fancy not securing your trucks on a hill. They'll come back to spook you and your special funnel. WHOO!

And who's to say you're not afraid of ghosts?!

Ghosts? Things that go bump in the night? Rubbish!

Well, I'll tell you a story that'll make your funnel quiver.

A long time ago, a little engine was returning home. It was a misty moonlit night. As the engine crossed the Old Iron Bridge, he suddenly lost control, and plunged over the side, into the swamps below.

He was never found again, but many a workman will tell you that when the moon is full, they have seen the little engine trying to get home. But he never reaches the other side.

So, what do you think of that, Duncan?

Rubbish!

Haunted bridge. Rubbish! It's as tame as a pet rabbit!

No one knew that the heat from Skarloey's engine had helped to make an igloo.

It's a snowball. It's a snow house. It's an engine!

They cleared away the ice, only to find Skarloey's driver and fireman drinking cocoa, as if nothing had happened!

[covered in snow] Help!

If Skarloey survived a snowfall, surely, a big, proud engine like you could do the same.

[furiously] Pah!

[to his driver] I think it's the boulder wanting us to go away.

[about the boulder] We should've left this part of the island... alone.

[sings] Yo-ho-ho and a bucket of prawns.

Here we go. Here we go. Here we go.

No, we don't. No, we don't. No, we don't, don't, don't!

Harvey's different.

He doesn't even look like an engine.

Surely the Fat Controller won't let him pull coaches.

He's just Cranky on wheels.

He's not taking my mail!

Maybe my coming here wasn't such a good idea, Sir.

Nonsense!

But the engines don't like me. I'm too different.

Different is what makes you special.

[after Cranky accidentally knocks down the shed] You've blown the main now, matey!

It was a bitter cold winter. The brave little ship was stuck, until the ice melted the next spring. He barely made it around the cape. After 100 scary days at sea without a scratch, he sailed into port and crashed his bow, not 15 feet from my buffers! Luckily, no one was hurt.

Except my ears!

It made me feel like a really useless engine.

Maybe we should take the mail bags a few at a time. They're very heavy.

I'd have to make too many trips, and then I'd be as slow as Percy!