20x05 - Bradford the Brake Van

[bunniefuu]

[bouncy music]

♪ ♪

children:

♪ They're two, they're four ♪

♪ They're six, they're eight ♪

♪ Shunting trucks

and hauling freight ♪

♪ Red and green

and brown and blue ♪

♪ They're the really

useful crew ♪

♪ All with different roles

to play ♪

♪ Round Tidmouth Sheds

or far away ♪

♪ Down the hills

and round the bends ♪

♪ Thomas and his friends ♪

♪ ♪

[whistle toots]

[ship horn blows]

male narrator:

Diesel and the ducklings.

[seagulls crying]

narrator:

It was early morning,

and Thomas had brought

some cars to Brendam Docks.

[whistle toots]

- Hello, Cranky.

Hi, Salty.

- Ahoy there, shipmate.

- Hello, Thomas.

[seagulls crying]

- Whoa!

Watch out!

Who's that pushing?

- It's me--Diesel.

[laughing]

Out of the way, slowcoach.

- There's no need

for that, Diesel.

- Yes, there is, Thomas.

I'm a diesel.

Hard as nails, always gruff,

a diesel should be

rough and tough.

- Aargh.

That's not true, matey.

I'm a diesel, too.

I may be gruff,

but I'm never rough.

- Well, you must be

a softy, then.

[horn blows]

[laughing]

- Why does he always have

to act like that?

narrator:

Later that morning,

on his way back

from the docks,

Thomas stopped to talk to Percy

at The Washdown.

- Hello, Percy.

- Hello, Thomas.

I'm just having a quick wash

before I start work.

[grunts]

What?

Hey. Who's doing that?

[horn honks]

- [chuckles]

Don't pop a piston, Percy.

- Diesel!

But I was here first.

- And now I'm here.

Good-bye.

- You know, Diesel, if you were

nicer to other engines,

you'd have more friends.

- My friends don't like me

because I'm nice, Thomas.

They like me

because I'm rough and tough.

Isn't that right, lads?

- Yeah, Diesel.

[horn blows]

- Yeah.

[horn blows]

both: Rough and tough!

Rough and tough!

Rough and tough!

narrator:

Later that day,

Thomas was still thinking

about Diesel,

when he suddenly saw him

stopped up ahead.

- Oh, no,

not Diesel again.

- [laughs]

Look at you.

Oh...

- I've had quite enough

of him already today.

What's he doing?

- [cooing]

- Who's he talking to?

- Oh, what cute

little duckies.

[chuckles]

Aren't you lovely and fluffy?

Yes, you are.

narrator:

Thomas couldn't believe it.

He'd never heard Diesel being

so sweet and gentle before.

- [giggles]

Hard as nails?

Strong and tough?

- [gasps]

- Oh, if everyone

could see you now, Diesel,

they would think

you were the big softy.

Oh, I can't wait to tell them

all about this.

- No! Thomas, please!

Please don't do that!

They'll all laugh

and make fun of me!

- Just like you do

to them, Diesel.

If you can be nice

to these ducklings,

then why can't you be nice

to the rest of us?

- Uh, well, uh...

I could, but--

- Diesel.

- Okay, all right,

I'll be nice

a-and friendly

and kind a-a-and--

if you promise not to tell them

about the, uh, you-know-what.

- Okay, I promise

I won't tell,

as long as you're nice

to everyone.

- [sighs]

Thanks, Thomas.

[chuckles]

You're a pal.

[horn blows]

[whistle toots]

[playful music]

narrator:

So Diesel tried to be nice

to everybody he met that day.

[horn honks]

Lovely day, Gordon.

[chuckles]

Say hello to Thomas for me.

[laughs]

And tell him

how nice I'm being.

[horn honks]

Looking good, Henry.

Tell Thomas I said hi.

[giggles]

♪ ♪

Good morning, Edward.

Have a nice day.

[horn honks]

You going to see Thomas later?

[gasps]

- Huh?

[suspenseful music]

[whistle toots]

♪ ♪

[upbeat music]

- Oh, look,

it's Little Lady Long Funnel.

[laughter]

- That's very good.

- Little Lady Long Funnel.

- [chuckles]

Are you sure you have the puff

to pull

those heavy coaches, Emily?

- Stop being

so horrid, Diesel.

- I'll be

just as horrid as I like.

Hard as nails...

together:

Always gruff.

A diesel should be--

- Diesel!

[whistle toots]

Quack, quack, quack?

- Oh, Thomas, please...

[stammering]

[clears throat]

I just wanted to say...

what a fine, strong,

helpful engine you are, Emily.

And your funnel is fabulous.

Well, I'll be off, then.

- Hey?

- What, Diesel?

- Bye now.

[horn honks]

- What's the matter

with him?

- I have no idea.

[upbeat music]

narrator:

Diesel just couldn't help

going back to his old ways.

♪ ♪

- Ugh.

Get a move on, Diesel.

- Diesel,

you're making us all late.

- Oh, dear.

Don't get steamed up about it.

[laughing]

- Quack, quack, quack.

narrator:

So Thomas kept on quacking

to remind Diesel

of his promise.

♪ ♪

- Ah, it's about time.

- Carry on.

Carry on.

I know you both have

very important jobs to do.

[chuckles]

[groans]

narrator:

But no matter how many times

Thomas reminded him

of his promise,

it was very hard for Diesel

to change his ways,

especially in front

of his friends.

- Aah!

both: Stop that, Diesel!

Not so rough!

- But it's fun.

[laughing]

[horn honks]

- Oh, no!

[both laughing]

- Diesel,

quack, quack, quack!

- Oh, Thomas, it's too hard

to be nice to everyone

all the time.

I can't do it anymore.

- But you were nice

to those ducklings.

- Ducklings?

- What ducklings?

- Follow me, Arry and Bert,

and let me introduce you

to Diesel's new best friends.

- No, Thomas! No!

- I still don't get it.

- Where are we going?

- You'll see.

- Thomas!

You promised not to tell!

- And you promised

to be nice.

Faster, Arry and Bert.

Keep up!

[ducklings chirping]

- Thomas, look out!

The ducklings!

[suspenseful music]

- [quacks]

[Thomas gasps]

Cinders and ashes!

[wheels squealing]

- Oh, no!

[squealing continues]

[both grunting]

- What are you

playing at, Thomas?

- [quacking]

[ducklings chirping]

- Thomas, you were going

much too fast.

You have to be more careful

when you're around

these lovely little ducklings.

- I'm sorry.

I didn't see them.

You're a hero, Diesel...

[chuckles] Not to mention

a really big softy.

- No, I'm not.

I'm rough,

and I'm tough, and I'm--

- So sweet.

Aw, who's a little

fluffy ducky, then?

[laughing]

- Cuddly, buddly boo-boo.

- So cute and fluffy wuffy.

- You see, Diesel?

Nobody's laughing at you.

- Uh, yes, but--

- You don't have to be rough

and tough all the time.

It's okay to show

your soft side.

- Well...

[duck quacks]

They are adorable, aren't they?

[chuckles]

Aw, coo-ee!

Nice duckies!

- Oh, look at their tiny,

little wings.

- And they way

they widdle waddle.

Oh, little diddums.

- You try to be tough

and play the part,

but when it comes to ducklings,

you're all softies at heart.

[ducklings chirping]

- Aw. [chuckles]

- Coo-ee.

- You little fuzzy.

- Nice duckies.

- You are cuties, aren't you?

[bouncy music]

♪ ♪

[children singing]

[whistle toots]

[whistle blows]

[whistle toots]