Thomas The Tank Engine And Friends (1984) s10e01 Episode Script
Follow That Flour
The island of Sodor is surrounded by beautiful blue sea.
It has fields of green and sandy yellow beaches.
There are rivers, streams and trees where birds sing.
There are windmills and a coal mine and docks where visitors to the island arrive.
The island also has lots of railway lines.
Who's that puffing down the track? It's Thomas! Hello, Thomas! Hello, everybody! Welcome to the island of Sodor.
Every day is a busy day for the engines of the Thin Controller's railway.
They toot "Hello" as they pass each other on the hills.
Huff and puff at the transfer yards, and push and pull trucks at the wharf.
One morning, Thomas was at the wharf.
He liked the wharf.
It was busy and he met his friends there.
But today he was shunting trucks, and the trucks were being troublesome.
It was taking all of his puff to keep them in order.
Then James arrived.
"I am to collect a truck of flour "for the children's Harvest Festival supper," tooted James.
"I wish I had that job," chuffed Thomas.
"It would be more fun than shunting trucks!" James was feeling pleased with himself.
"First, I have to take on water," he whistled grandly.
"Shunt the flour truck over for me.
" Thomas didn't want to.
This meant his job would go on even longer! "Bossy boiler!" he puffed.
Thomas found the truck outside the warehouse.
He wanted to move James' truck quickly, so Thomas wasn't taking care.
He biffed the truck very hard and the door came loose.
But Thomas didn't see.
An idea had flown into his funnel.
"I'll hide James' truck.
Then bossy boiler will have to find me!" Thomas thought hide and seek was a grand idea! James came back from the water tower.
He saw Thomas in the distance.
He saw that falling from the truck was a trail of flour! "Stop, Thomas!" whistled James.
"Flour is falling out of your truck!" But Thomas was too far away to hear.
Thomas puffed into the warehouse to hide.
More and more flour fell from the truck.
James chased after Thomas.
Thomas heard him coming.
"How does he know where I am?" Thought Thomas.
"Thomas, the flour!" whistled James.
But Thomas couldn't hear him.
"James won't find me this time," he thought.
He was having fun.
He found another good place to hide.
"He will never find me here!" he hooted.
But then he heard James' whistle again! "Bust my buffers!" chuffed Thomas.
"He's found me again!" So Thomas puffed off.
Thomas had reversed behind some trucks.
"James will never find me here," he tooted cheerily.
But just then, he saw James come around the bend.
"Thomas!" puffed James.
He was very cross.
"You've left a trail of flour all over the wharf!" "Cinders and ashes!" cried Thomas.
"I biffed the truck so hard that the door came loose!" Thomas didn't feel cheery any more.
"There'll be no cakes and bread "for the children's Harvest Festival supper," he wheeshed sadly.
"I'm sorry, James," he chuffed.
"I'll get you another truck of flour.
"Then you won't be late for the children.
" Thomas raced away.
Thomas puffed and he huffed, he wheeshed and he whooshed.
He had to get to the mill as fast as he could.
Then there was trouble! When Thomas arrived at the mill, it was closed.
Thomas looked around.
He could only see empty flour trucks.
Thomas felt sadder than ever.
Dusty Dave came to see Thomas.
He saw that Thomas was very upset.
"I'm going for my tea," he told Thomas.
"But there's one full flour truck, right at the back.
" Thomas saw the flour truck.
But there were other trucks in the way.
He needed help.
Thomas whooshed back to the wharf.
He would have to ask James to help him.
James was waiting.
He was still very cross.
Thomas pulled up alongside him.
"I know you tried to tell me about the flour.
"And I know I was silly, but I need your help.
" James knew that Thomas was sorry.
He knew Thomas needed his help.
So they set off for the mill.
James and Thomas worked hard.
There were lots of trucks to shunt.
But they worked well together.
The flour truck was coupled up to James, and he raced off.
Thomas felt proud of his friend.
Later that evening, the Fat Controller stood by a table of breads and cakes.
The children were very excited.
Thomas puffed by on his way home.
"Well done, James!" he tooted.
And James tooted back.
Thomas was pleased James was his friend again.
And Thomas smiled all the way back to Tidmouth Sheds!
It has fields of green and sandy yellow beaches.
There are rivers, streams and trees where birds sing.
There are windmills and a coal mine and docks where visitors to the island arrive.
The island also has lots of railway lines.
Who's that puffing down the track? It's Thomas! Hello, Thomas! Hello, everybody! Welcome to the island of Sodor.
Every day is a busy day for the engines of the Thin Controller's railway.
They toot "Hello" as they pass each other on the hills.
Huff and puff at the transfer yards, and push and pull trucks at the wharf.
One morning, Thomas was at the wharf.
He liked the wharf.
It was busy and he met his friends there.
But today he was shunting trucks, and the trucks were being troublesome.
It was taking all of his puff to keep them in order.
Then James arrived.
"I am to collect a truck of flour "for the children's Harvest Festival supper," tooted James.
"I wish I had that job," chuffed Thomas.
"It would be more fun than shunting trucks!" James was feeling pleased with himself.
"First, I have to take on water," he whistled grandly.
"Shunt the flour truck over for me.
" Thomas didn't want to.
This meant his job would go on even longer! "Bossy boiler!" he puffed.
Thomas found the truck outside the warehouse.
He wanted to move James' truck quickly, so Thomas wasn't taking care.
He biffed the truck very hard and the door came loose.
But Thomas didn't see.
An idea had flown into his funnel.
"I'll hide James' truck.
Then bossy boiler will have to find me!" Thomas thought hide and seek was a grand idea! James came back from the water tower.
He saw Thomas in the distance.
He saw that falling from the truck was a trail of flour! "Stop, Thomas!" whistled James.
"Flour is falling out of your truck!" But Thomas was too far away to hear.
Thomas puffed into the warehouse to hide.
More and more flour fell from the truck.
James chased after Thomas.
Thomas heard him coming.
"How does he know where I am?" Thought Thomas.
"Thomas, the flour!" whistled James.
But Thomas couldn't hear him.
"James won't find me this time," he thought.
He was having fun.
He found another good place to hide.
"He will never find me here!" he hooted.
But then he heard James' whistle again! "Bust my buffers!" chuffed Thomas.
"He's found me again!" So Thomas puffed off.
Thomas had reversed behind some trucks.
"James will never find me here," he tooted cheerily.
But just then, he saw James come around the bend.
"Thomas!" puffed James.
He was very cross.
"You've left a trail of flour all over the wharf!" "Cinders and ashes!" cried Thomas.
"I biffed the truck so hard that the door came loose!" Thomas didn't feel cheery any more.
"There'll be no cakes and bread "for the children's Harvest Festival supper," he wheeshed sadly.
"I'm sorry, James," he chuffed.
"I'll get you another truck of flour.
"Then you won't be late for the children.
" Thomas raced away.
Thomas puffed and he huffed, he wheeshed and he whooshed.
He had to get to the mill as fast as he could.
Then there was trouble! When Thomas arrived at the mill, it was closed.
Thomas looked around.
He could only see empty flour trucks.
Thomas felt sadder than ever.
Dusty Dave came to see Thomas.
He saw that Thomas was very upset.
"I'm going for my tea," he told Thomas.
"But there's one full flour truck, right at the back.
" Thomas saw the flour truck.
But there were other trucks in the way.
He needed help.
Thomas whooshed back to the wharf.
He would have to ask James to help him.
James was waiting.
He was still very cross.
Thomas pulled up alongside him.
"I know you tried to tell me about the flour.
"And I know I was silly, but I need your help.
" James knew that Thomas was sorry.
He knew Thomas needed his help.
So they set off for the mill.
James and Thomas worked hard.
There were lots of trucks to shunt.
But they worked well together.
The flour truck was coupled up to James, and he raced off.
Thomas felt proud of his friend.
Later that evening, the Fat Controller stood by a table of breads and cakes.
The children were very excited.
Thomas puffed by on his way home.
"Well done, James!" he tooted.
And James tooted back.
Thomas was pleased James was his friend again.
And Thomas smiled all the way back to Tidmouth Sheds!