03x23 - Bulgy

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(cheerful music)

(upbeat music)

- [Narrator] It was

a special holiday

on the island of Sodor.

Bertie the bus was working

harder than ever before.

All the engines were busy too.

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Duck was waiting for

his next journey.

Near him stood a red bus

but he didn't look

friendly like Bertie.

The bus growled as he gazed

at the happy passengers.

Stupid nonsense, he grumbled,

I wouldn't have brought

them if I'd known.

I'd have had a

breakdown or something.

I'm glad you

didn't, smiled Duck,

You'd have spoiled their fun.

(groans) Enjoyment is

all you engines live for.

One day railways

will be ripped up!

Duck felt shocked

at such an idea.

We have a friend called

Bertie and he's a bus

but he likes the railway.

Sometimes he teases us about it

but he'd never want

to see it ripped up.

Heh, growled the

bus, I know Bertie.

He's too small in

size to be of any use.

Duck took no notice.

(whistle blowing)

That bus is silly, he

thought as he steamed away.

At the junction, Duck

told Oliver all about him.

I call him Bulgy,

chuckled Oliver

and then he puffed happily away.

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But that afternoon when

the two engines met again,

Oliver was no longer laughing.

Bulgy's friend

has come, he said,

he's rude too, he's taking

Bulgy's passengers home

and leaving Bulgy

free to steal ours.

But he can't, objected Duck.

Bulgy says he can get them

to the big station before us!

Rubbish, replied Duck,

it's much farther by road.

Yeah, continued Oliver, but

Bulgy says he knows a shortcut.

That evening, the

engines were preparing

for the homeward rush.

Where are the passengers,

they wondered.

Look, shrilled

Oliver, look at Bulgy!

He's a mean scarlet deceiver.

Bulgy was wearing a large

sign saying Railway Bus.

Yeah, boo snubs, he

jeered as he roared away.

Come on, puffed

Duck to his coaches,

let's see what he's up to.

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Duck wanted to get back at Bulgy

but he wasn't sure how.

Then in the distance, Duck

saw a man waving a red flag.

That meant danger.

The line here

crosses a narrow road

and there was Bulgy, wedged

firmly under the bridge.

So this was his

shortcut, chuckled Duck.

He tricked us, shouted

Bulgy's passengers.

He said he was a railway

bus but he wouldn't

accept our return tickets.

He wanted us to think

railways are no good!

Ducks crew examined the bridge.

It's risky but we must

help the passengers.

Passengers are

urgent, agreed Duck.

Duck slowly and carefully

set off across the bridge.

Bulgy wailed as he

felt the bridge quiver.

Whoa!

Ohh!

Stop, he shouted,

it might fall on me!

That would serve you right

for telling lies, said Duck.

But the bridge didn't collapse.

(train whistle)

Duck made good time

and all the passengers

caught their trains.

The bridge is now mended,

but not unfortunately

Bulgy and his ways.

He never learned sense.

He's a hen house now.

And his lies can do no harm.

The hens never listen

to them anyway.

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