[narrating] He was soon back at the Star Dock….
Slow down! You know better than to travel in fog at that rate of knots!
You alright? You look as if you've seen a ghost.
I…. I, Well, I saw something…. I… er… No, I can't tell you, you'll only… laugh.
Oh, come on, we weren't even serious.
Well… I have seen ghosts!
Ghosts! You know Scuttlebutt's story about those tugs that sank in the Great Storm of 1912?
[jokingly] And they come back to get you….
Oh, Big Mac… You're not taking Scuttlebutt's story for real, are you?
Aye, well I'm not going out there again 'til the fog lifts.
Ha, Well I never thought I'd hear that from a harbour tug!
Well, he- He could have seen something…. There could be ghosts! You never know…
Don't be ridiculous. Really…
[narrating] Izzy Gomez (the old tramper) had failed all day to get a cheap tow into port. So, he decided to try and sneak in for Free, with the help of the fog.
[Izzy pulls his anchor, but Zorran pulls alongside him]
Ha ha! You never learn, do you, Izzy? Eh? [Chuckles] Crime doesn't pay, you know!
Don’t know what you talk about.
Slipping into port, on your own, without a tow? Well I hope you run aground! I'll be there; you'll be my salvage!
Hey, I no salvage! Okay. Fifty, most I give you for a tow.
Eh?! Get lost! Not for Five Hundred! You'll be worth more as scrap! [leaves]
Well, I did ask about a tow, and I did not get a tow, so…. [pulls up anchor]
Heh. That Izzy. I'll get him one day! Anyway, with luck, there should be a few distress calls today, eh? Suckers always pay at least double to get 'em out of trouble.
[sneaks into port in the fog] It’s very foggy, but if I see nobody, nobody can see me, Hmm. So I get into port free. It's good! [Izzy sees the White Fleet] Hey! You watch where you're going! ….Why they don't answer? Is funny…. Ay Carumba, is-a Ghosts! Oh, don't take me, I got a tow already, he's on his way, please don't take me! AHHH!!!
[narrating] The Ghost Tugs slid silently into the fog. Zorran was so shaken, he sailed around in a circle and met Izzy again.
Ooof, Ahh! Oh, er, Oh it's you… Heh heh… Not got far, have you?
Amigo, give me a tow, I pay what you want, any price you say!
Er, no Izzy, my old friend, er- I'll tow you in for free, I need some Company getting back to port. Ha ha…
[narrating] O.J. returned from escorting two tramp steamers out to sea. Tired, and still some way from our pier, he decided to take a shortcut through the inlet where old cranes were kept. The fog gave everything a creepy look. Being out for so long in thick fog was playing tricks with him.
[A crane's light flickers on and a crane resembling Big Mickey is seen working in the fog] What's happening? Oh!
[calling through the fog] O.J.!!!
Who's that?! Are those Scuttlebutt’s ghosts? Can’t be. Drat this fog! [O.J. hears Scuttlebutt Pete’s engine working in the fog] What’s that? Sounds like an engine! A crane, working in this stuff? [O.J. jumps as Scuttlebutt Pete's arm suddenly swings out in front of him] Oh, it’s you, Scuttlebutt.
Oi! You stupid tug! You sailed right between us! You scared the daylights out of us altogether!
Thought I was a ghost tug, did ya?
Don't joke about those things!
[Scuttlebutt Pete raises his arm to let O.J. get past him]
Not seeing things, are you? You're beginning to believe those tales you tell.
Cheerio! [stops as the ghost fleet passes before him] Now I'm seeing things…. They're there! That's the ghost tugs! Right before my eyes. Ooooh, I hope they don't see me…
[narrating] Top Hat had been out all day too.
That’s funny. I can't recognize a thing! Not even hear a fog horn. That can't be right. I'll try once more. [Blows his fog horn] No one’s replying! When I get back, I’m certainly going to complain to the port authority… If I ever get there.
[Puffa's loud whistle startles Top Hat as he rushes across the railway bridge with an evening train]
Oh! Ah! What is it?! Ah, no! Ah, it-it's a… What? Oh, I say. The rail bridge, silly me!
[Puffa's train crosses the bridge and Top Hat continues on his way]
I never thought I'd get as jittery as the others, but I am! Oh dear, where am I?! But if I steer between these trampers, I should be in open water, yes. Ah. [2 of the White Fleet tugs cross Top Hat's path] Yeh--! Oh! The ghost fleet! It’s true! Oh! Oh no! They haven’t seen me. No, they've missed me. Oh good. [A 3rd White Fleet tug passes the other White Fleet tugs in the opposite direction] Ohh! Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear! What? Oh no. I’m sorry. That’s enough for me. I’m not moving from here until daylight! [Top Hat hides behind the trampers] It’s far too dangerous out there! I’ll dock here for the night. They won’t see me. Miles from home.
[narrating] Ten Cents and Sunshine were taking fuel out to Lillie Lightship.
Ohhh, how're we gonna find her in this?
O.J taught me to wiggle, to keep the breeze on the same cheek all the time. That way we'll beat the currents, sail in the right direction. She can't be too far away now.
What's that? That sounds like ice breaking. It can't be, can it? Oh, I don't like it, Ten Cents, what's happening?!
How should I know? It's weird! [the ghost fleet appear in front of them] Look!
Ohhh….. jeepers creepers! Aww, oh, we're for it! Our number's up… It is! They've come to get us!
[narrating] An early sun had burned off the fog, but Top Hat was still asleep where he'd tied up.
D- Oh! Go away, ghosts! No, don't hurt me! Please! Please! I- Oh, Grampus…
What are you doing here, Top Hat? What's this about ghosts?
Did I say 'ghosts'? Oh, I must've been dreaming. I lost my bearings in the fog and moored here for the night….
[chuckling] Here? That is funny.
You're only 500 yards from the Star Tugs Pier! It's there! Look!
Listen everybody, I've seen Ghost Tugs for myself!
We've all seen them. Ten Cents and Sunshine have seen a Galleon too.
But these were ghosts, I assure you! I saw them! Really! Silent! Phantoms of the sea!
So, you admit ghosts exist now, Top Hat?
Ghosts? What's that about, m'dears, hmm?
Yeah. White Tugs, and a big galleon!
You're all going crazy! Seeing things that aren't there! [laughs]
I'm not sure. I don't know what I saw now….
Well, I'll tell you: They're the White Fleet, down here from Northern waters on a trail of an iceberg. These Tugs sail, at times, with engines off, listening for cracking ice. There was a wooden galleon frozen in this iceberg which must have melted in our warmer water. That's why you saw the Old Vessel bob up to the surface. I doubt you saw Neptune, Sunshine, he's for fairy tales. You let the fog get to you, m'dears! [laughs]
Well that's your ghostly galleon.
[narrating] They watched with embarrassment as Burke and Blair towed away the rotting galleon. Later on, Star Tugs found they could laugh about it. But they never forgot the fog, that nearly sent them Crazy!
Hi, Hercules. Seen Ten Cents?
I think he's up the River, Sweetheart. Why?
I'm waiting for him to refuel me. My gauge shows I'm pretty low!
Well, He'd better look after you, cause I'm bringing Vienna in on the night tide. If your light isn't on to guide her in, she doesn't come in!
What's Keeping Ten Cents? It's not like him…
Big shortage of fuel barges, all frozen up in Bigg City Port. They'll be here soon. Keep smiling M'dear.
If they want this barge; they can't have it. See?
No, no- You keep it, Zorran!
I will. Right, Fill 'er up; Kerosene.
FDThe Fuel Depot
't'll Take a while in this cold.
Anybody got a stupid one then? Come on, say it. Might lead to something, you never know.
….I could set fire to my garbage.
What? What on earth for?!
Well, make a light for Vienna, wouldn't it?
I think that's a smashing idea.
[narrating] Just Lillie's approval was good enough for Warrior. The others stared, speechless, as he quickly towed his barge away and got himself alongside it, Revved his engine to full steam, to make sparks fly out of his stack.
How'd you get past that fire barge, Ten Cents?
'Ere, what's up with you two?
Ah, well, we blocked them up the creek to save the fuel contract for you, Zorran!
We only went for the light barge!
Huh?! You IDIOTS! We needed that light here, didn't we? To get Vienna in, for US, as well as for Them. Now, what's this about a fire barge? Have you taken one from its station?!
We only jammed it a little way!
Well, get back up there quick before the Fire Chief gets there!
Fire Chief won't be pleased with you two! 'Ere, it'll take 'em all night to get that fire barge free.
Aye, it will, aye-aye. Maybe they should've thought of that when they jammed it in.
[narrating] Big Mac had a healthy respect for logs.
Hey, this is a nasty jam, Big Mac.
Aye, could sink you. Logs don't care about no one.
Never thought there'd be this much trouble logging. Ah!
It's a tricky job. Logs have got to be roped just right: Not slack, but not too tight!
….Isn't tighter the better?
Ha, you'd think so, but too tight causes friction as they bob up and down and that creates heat and they can catch fire.
And that'll happen here, if we can't get this jam shifted!
Aye. Wet logs catching fire… I can never get used to that.
Aye, always surprises me. Well, we'll have to keep at it.
Oi, Puffer, you in trouble?
No, you are, Ten Cents! Sunshine's trapped in a log jam!
Well, he's up at the lake!
Oh, right! I'm on my way! Thanks!
Good luck, old kid! You'll need it!
