Skarloey: *Stops inayofuata to Rusty* wewe know, if I could't remember all of the sights, I'd think I was on a different railway.
Rusty: We were hoping for that. Manager alisema let's rebuild this line, and make it so good that Skarloey won't recognize where he is. And we did, and wewe didn't, if wewe take my meaning.
Skarloey: I do.
They rolled together, into the yard.
Rusty: There's still one bad bit. It's just before the station at the start of the line.
Skarloey: wewe mean the curve?
Rusty: That's the one. An engine might come off there, particularly Duncan. He will do Rock N' Roll. Look at him now.
Duncan: *Arrives, swaying to the left, and right*
Rusty: I hope he takes care on that part of the line.
Duncan: What's that about me? I'm a plain engine, and I believe in plain speaking. Speak up!
Rusty: The curve.
Duncan: What about the curve?
Rusty: You'll come off there if wewe do Rock N' Roll.
Duncan: Hmph. I know my way around. I don't need smelly diesels telling me what to do. *Leaves*
He collected his coaches, and trundled down the line.
James was waiting at the first station for him.
Duncan: *Stops*
James: *Cross* You're late.
Duncan: I know. It's that smelly diesel's fault. Rusty thinks he can teach me how to stay on the rails, and then leaves me to go find my own coaches.
Percy: *Passes with freight cars, blowing his whistle twice*
James: wewe poor engine. I know all about diesels. One crept into our yard, and ordered us about. I soon sent him packing.
Duke: *Passes by, also pulling freight cars*
Duncan was filled with admiration. He didn't know that James was boastful, and sometimes didn't tell the truth.
Duncan: *Passes Sir Handel, and his freight train* Send Rusty packing. Send Rusty packing. *Going faster. He goes up a first hill*
Driver: Well done boy. Keep it up.
Duncan: Nothing's happened. Nothing's happened. Silly diesel. Clever me. *Does his Rock N' Roll* wewe ain't nothin' but a hound dog, just crying all the time.
Driver: Steady boy.
Duncan: Shut up. I'm doing my Rock N' Roll. *Does his Rock N' Roll* wewe ain't nothin' but a hound dog, just crying all the time.
Then, it happened.
Duncan: *Derails on the curve* Sleepers, and ballast, I'm off.
Word of Duncan's derailment quickly got to the sheds. Skarloey told Rusty about it.
Rusty: It serves him right after what he alisema to me yesterday.
Thomas: *Passes in the background with a freight train*
Skarloey: I'm ashamed of wewe Rusty. Think of the passengers. What are they going to do?
Rusty: Oh, I forgot. Yes of course. I'll go help at once.
As Rusty leaves the sheds, everything dissolves back to Duncan's accident.
Duncan: Oh dear. Now everyone will know how silly I am.
Rusty: *Arrives with the work crew*
Work Crew: *Walking towards Duncan* Don't worry everyone, we'll get Duncan back onto the tracks.
They used rails to carefully raise him, and get his wheels back on the tracks. After that, Duncan was very careful.
Duncan: *Blows steam after coming out of a tunnel*
That evening, he spoke to Rusty.
Duncan: Rusty, thank wewe for helping me. I'm sorry I was rude to you.
Rusty: That's all right.
Duncan: I wish all diesels were like you. Let's be friends.
Rusty: Suits me. We'll mend that bad bit first thing tomorrow.
2 B Continued
Rusty: We were hoping for that. Manager alisema let's rebuild this line, and make it so good that Skarloey won't recognize where he is. And we did, and wewe didn't, if wewe take my meaning.
Skarloey: I do.
They rolled together, into the yard.
Rusty: There's still one bad bit. It's just before the station at the start of the line.
Skarloey: wewe mean the curve?
Rusty: That's the one. An engine might come off there, particularly Duncan. He will do Rock N' Roll. Look at him now.
Duncan: *Arrives, swaying to the left, and right*
Rusty: I hope he takes care on that part of the line.
Duncan: What's that about me? I'm a plain engine, and I believe in plain speaking. Speak up!
Rusty: The curve.
Duncan: What about the curve?
Rusty: You'll come off there if wewe do Rock N' Roll.
Duncan: Hmph. I know my way around. I don't need smelly diesels telling me what to do. *Leaves*
He collected his coaches, and trundled down the line.
James was waiting at the first station for him.
Duncan: *Stops*
James: *Cross* You're late.
Duncan: I know. It's that smelly diesel's fault. Rusty thinks he can teach me how to stay on the rails, and then leaves me to go find my own coaches.
Percy: *Passes with freight cars, blowing his whistle twice*
James: wewe poor engine. I know all about diesels. One crept into our yard, and ordered us about. I soon sent him packing.
Duke: *Passes by, also pulling freight cars*
Duncan was filled with admiration. He didn't know that James was boastful, and sometimes didn't tell the truth.
Duncan: *Passes Sir Handel, and his freight train* Send Rusty packing. Send Rusty packing. *Going faster. He goes up a first hill*
Driver: Well done boy. Keep it up.
Duncan: Nothing's happened. Nothing's happened. Silly diesel. Clever me. *Does his Rock N' Roll* wewe ain't nothin' but a hound dog, just crying all the time.
Driver: Steady boy.
Duncan: Shut up. I'm doing my Rock N' Roll. *Does his Rock N' Roll* wewe ain't nothin' but a hound dog, just crying all the time.
Then, it happened.
Duncan: *Derails on the curve* Sleepers, and ballast, I'm off.
Word of Duncan's derailment quickly got to the sheds. Skarloey told Rusty about it.
Rusty: It serves him right after what he alisema to me yesterday.
Thomas: *Passes in the background with a freight train*
Skarloey: I'm ashamed of wewe Rusty. Think of the passengers. What are they going to do?
Rusty: Oh, I forgot. Yes of course. I'll go help at once.
As Rusty leaves the sheds, everything dissolves back to Duncan's accident.
Duncan: Oh dear. Now everyone will know how silly I am.
Rusty: *Arrives with the work crew*
Work Crew: *Walking towards Duncan* Don't worry everyone, we'll get Duncan back onto the tracks.
They used rails to carefully raise him, and get his wheels back on the tracks. After that, Duncan was very careful.
Duncan: *Blows steam after coming out of a tunnel*
That evening, he spoke to Rusty.
Duncan: Rusty, thank wewe for helping me. I'm sorry I was rude to you.
Rusty: That's all right.
Duncan: I wish all diesels were like you. Let's be friends.
Rusty: Suits me. We'll mend that bad bit first thing tomorrow.
2 B Continued