Thomas & Friends quotes

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.

[eyes Toby and Henrietta] Ugh! What dirty objects!

At last, Toby lost patience.

[offended] James, why are you red?

I am a splendid engine. Ready for anything. You never see my paint dirty.

Oh! That's why you once needed bootlaces, to be ready, I suppose.

Look here, Percy. Whatever is that dirty object?

That's James. Didn't you know?

It's James' shape. But James is a splendid red engine, and you never see his paint dirty.

James pretended he hadn't heard.

[in his sleep] It's really tiring to be such a large and splendid engine. One does have to keep up appearances so.

Peep-Peep-Peep-Peep! Hello, Fat face!

What cheek! That Henry is too big for his wheels. Fancy speaking to me like that. Me, who has never had an accident!

Aren't jammed whistles and burst safety valves accidents?

No, indeed! High spirits- Might happen to any engine. But to come off the rails like Henry did, well I ask you, is that right? Is it decent?

[on the phone] So Gordon didn't want to take the special train and ran into a ditch?! What's that you say? The special's waiting? Tell Edward to take it, please. And Gordon, leave him where he is. We haven't have time to bother him now.

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.

[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!

Fancy allowing cows to break his train!

They wouldn't dare do that to us. We'd show them!

Toby was cross.

You couldn't help it, Edward. They've never met cows. I have, and I know the trouble they are!

Some days later, Gordon rushed through Edward's Station.

Poop, Poop! Mind the Cows! Hurry, Hurry, Hurry!

What's this? A cow? I'll soon settle her. Be off! Be off!

Moo!

Henry backed away nervously.

I don't want to hurt her.

Peep-Peep! We're late! Where is Thomas? He doesn't usually make us wait.

[sings] Oh, dear. What can the matter be? Johnny's so long, and...

Never you mind about Johnny. Just you climb on the cab and look for Thomas.

Can you see him?

No. There's Bertie Bus in a tearing hurry. No need to bother with him, though. Likely, he's on a coach tour or something.

[to the passengers, after his second attempt to catch up to Edward has failed] I'm sorry.

Never mind. After him quickly. Third time lucky, you know. [to the driver] Do you think we'll catch him at the next station, Driver?

There's a good chance. Our road keeps close to the line, and we can climb hills better than Edward. I'll just make sure.

He spoke to the stationmaster. Bertie and the passengers waited impatiently.

Yes. We'll do it this time.

Hooray.