04x10 - Rock 'n' Roll

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(bright music)

(upbeat happy ragtime music)

- [Mr. Conductor] Skarloey,

the little engine,

loves all the sights and

sounds along his line,

and knows them very well.

(bright music)

One morning, soon after he

returned from being mended,

he was enjoying his journey

more than ever before.

Along the way, he met Rusty.

"You know" he said,

"If I couldn't see these

familiar faces and places,

"I'd think I was on

a different railway.

"You've done wonders

with these rails."

Rusty laughed.

"I'm glad you're pleased.

"Manager said let's

mend the tracks so well

"that he won't know where he is,

"and we did, and you didn't.

"If you take my meaning."

Skarloey liked this

hard working diesel.

"There's still one

bad bit" warned Rusty.

"Just before the first station.

"An engine might come off there.

"Particularly Duncan.

"He will rock and

roll along the line.

"Look at him right now."

(silly music)

"I hope he doesn't

hurt his passengers."

"What's that about me?

"I'm a plain engine, and I

believe in plain speaking.

"Speak up!"

Rusty warned Duncan about

the bad bit of rail.

"Huh, I know my way about.

"I don't need smelly diesels

to tell me what to do."

Rusty felt hurt.

Duncan banged about the yard.

Then, he clattered

crossly to the station.

James was already

there waiting for him.

"You're late" he snapped.

"I know" said Duncan.

"It's that smelly

diesel's fault.

"Rusty tries to teach me

how to stay on the rails,

"and then goes off leaving

me to find my own coaches."

"You poor engine"

sympathized James.

"I know all about diesels.

"One crept into our yard

and ordered us about.

"I soon sent him packing."

Duncan was filled

with admiration.

He didn't know that

James was boastful,

and sometimes didn't

tell the truth.

"Send Rusty packing.

"Send Rusty packing"

snorted Duncan.

He climbed the hill furiously.

"Well done, boy",

encouraged his driver.

"Keep it up."

Soon they were near

the first station.

Duncan was pleased.

"Nothing happened,

nothing's happened.

"Silly old diesel.

"Clever me."

And he rocked and

rolled along the line.

"Steady boy",

checked his driver,

but it was too late.

"Sleepers and ballast, I'm off."

And he was.

"I warned him," said Rusty.

"But all he did

was call me names."

The little diesel

refused to move.

"I'm ashamed of you,

Rusty." Said Skarloey.

"Think of the passengers.

"What are they going to do?"

"Oh, I'd forgotten them.

"Yes, of course.

"We must help the passengers."

And Rusty roared into life.

Duncan stood sad and solitary.

He couldn't rock and roll now.

"Oh dear." He thought.

"Everyone will know

how silly I am."

The passengers had to

get out and help, too.

They weren't very

pleased about that,

but worked as hard

as they could.

They carefully levered

Duncan back onto the line.

After that, Duncan was

extra careful all day.

At last, evening came.

"Rusty" he whispered.

"Thank you for helping.

"I'm sorry I was rude to you."

"That's all right, Duncan."

"I wish all diesels

were like you.

Let's be friends."

"Suits me." Replied Rusty.

"We'll mend that bad bit of

rail first thing tomorrow."

(bright music)