07x14 - Snow Engine

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(happy music)

(train whistling)

- [Narrator] Oliver and Duck

are great western engines.

They deliver goods

and passengers

when the roads are

closed by deep snow.

But Oliver thinks snow

is messy and cold.

"I'm a great western

engine," he chuffed one day.

"I shouldn't have to shiver."

"Begging your

pardon, Mr. Oliver,"

said Toad, "but i think snow

"is splendid."

"Harrumph!"

Later, Oliver saw some children

building a giant snowman

for their winter festival.

(engine chugging)

Each time Oliver passed by,

the snowman grew bigger,

(engine chugging)

and bigger,

(engine chugging)

and bigger,

(engine chugging)

and bigger.

"Just an observation, Mr.

Oliver, snow is magical!"

"Ugh!"

(engine chugging)

Finally, the snowman

was completed.

Oliver chuffed back to

his warm, cozy shed.

(engine whistling)

Sir Topham Hatt was

waiting for him.

"You have to return to the

mountain village," he said.

"Some goods are needed

for the festival."

"But all this snow makes

my wheels feel chilly."

"Really useful engines work

hard whatever the weather."

(train whistling)

(engine chugging)

Soon, Oliver was

loaded and on his way.

The snow was cold, it

had frozen the points,

and diverted Oliver into

the station sidings.

"Oh, shiver my

boiler!" cried Oliver.

His driver applied the brakes.

(brakes squealing)

"Is there a problem,

Mr. Oliver?"

"Yeah, there is!"

(wood crunching)

(thudding)

(sad music)

"Uh, that could've been

a little smoother."

(thudding)

Oliver felt awful, he thought

the children would be

upset about their snowman.

Oliver's driver went for help.

Sir Topham Hatt was

just leaving his office

when he got the call.

(phone ringing)

(cat meowing)

"Duck will bring

the breakdown crane

"first thing in the

morning," he said.

Oliver's driver returned

and told him the news.

"I'll be out here all

night," moaned Oliver.

"I'm afraid so."

Luckily the village inn had

a toasty-warm room

for Oliver's driver,

but Oliver was getting

colder and colder.

His fire had gone

out, and his funnel

was covered in icicles.

"I was right all along, brrrrr!

"There's nothing magical

about snow, brrr!"

Toad was beginning to think

Oliver might be right.

"Brrrrrrrr!"

(serious music)

Next morning, the children

saw the situation.

"Look," a little girl shouted.

"Our snowman has

eyes in its tummy!"

"No, it doesn't," laughed a

little boy, "it's Oliver!"

That gave the children an idea.

When Oliver woke up, he was

surrounded by happy children.

"Oliver's a wonderful

snow engine," they cried.

Oliver was so relieved

that suddenly,

he didn't even

feel cold anymore.

When Duck arrived with

the breakdown crane,

Oliver didn't want to leave.

He was enjoying the

winter festival so much.

"You were right

Toad," Oliver called.

"There are some magical

things about snow."

"P-p-p-perhaps, Mr.

Oliver," shivered Toad.

"Absolutely!"

(happy music)