21x06 - P.A. Problems

[bunniefuu]

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

- ♪ 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 blows]

[jaunty music]

male narrator:

"Dowager Hatt's Busy Day."

♪ ♪

narrator: It was early

morning at Tidmouth Sheds.

The engines were ready for

a busy day ahead

when Sir Topham Hatt arrived.

- Ah-ah-ah--

Achoo!

[moaning]

- Oh!

Uh, bless you, sir.

- T'ank you, Henry.

- Oh, are you feeling

all right, sir?

- Oh, yes, yes,

I'll be fine, Thomas.

Just a little--

ah-ah-ah-achoo!

- Oh, that's a nasty cold

you have there, sir.

- Oh, it's nothing.

I feel as fit as a f--

Achoo!

[coughing]

Now listen up, everybody.

Here are your jobs for the day.

- Ahem!

- Huh?

[rock music]

- Topham.

I thought I told you not

to come to work today.

- But I have a railway

to run, Mother.

- Not with a stinking cold

like that, you don't.

Now, back home

immediately.

- Impossible! Somebody

has to be in charge here.

- Well...

Well...

I'll do it then.

How hard could it be?

[chuckles]

- But you don't know

anything about railways.

- But I know a lot

about naughty boys

who won't stay in bed

when they're sick.

Take him back home, boys.

- But--but--I-I'm feeling

perfectly fine.

Achoo!

- [gasps]

- [groans]

- Ah, that's better.

Now let's get down to business.

You, Thomas, I'd like you to

pop down to Brendham Docks

and collect my new hat.

- But, ma'am,

I usually start my day

pulling passengers

on my branch line.

- Ah.

Hmm...

Uh, you, what's your name?

- Emily, ma'am.

- Emmeline can take

your passengers, Thomas,

while you're collecting my hat.

- Uh, excuse me,

but I already know my first job

is to take cars of scrap

to the scrapyard today.

- Ho-ho, don't worry about that,

Emerald.

I'll sort something out.

Right, then,

I'm off to Knapford.

I'll be able to run things

more efficiently from there.

[engine turning over,

tires screeching]

[rock music]

- Well, I guess I'm off to

Brendham Docks

to collect the hat.

[whimsical music]

♪ ♪

[whistle toots]

- Why is Thomas

picking up a hat?

- Dowager Hatt

is in charge today

and she's making

a few little changes.

- Ha, at least I'm not being

sent off on some silly errand.

- Ah, excellent.

Now, Jeffrey...

- Jeffrey?

Who's Jeffrey?

- Listen, Gregory,

since Ermentrude is tied up,

I'd like you to take her cars

of scrap to the scrapyard.

- Scrap?

Impossible!

I'm here to pull the express!

- [clicks tongue]

Goodness me!

You wouldn't talk to my son

like that, would you, Gerald?

- Uh, no, but--

- And I'm sure you wouldn't

want to disappoint

his sweet old mother.

- Uh, no, ma'am...

- Lovely, thank you, Gavin.

Off to the scrapyard

you go, then.

- Oh, the indignity.

[whistle blowing]

narrator: Meanwhile,

Thomas was still waiting

for Dowager Hatt's hat

to arrive.

- I mean, engines should be

doing important jobs,

not carrying hats.

- I agree, Cranky, but

while Sir Topham Hatt is ill,

Dowager Hatt is in charge.

[whistle tooting]

- Ahh, now, here's someone

who's ready to do a proper job.

- Sorry, Cranky, Dowager Hatt

wants me to go to Vicarstown

and deliver a cake to

her friend Lady Toffington.

- Cakes? Hats?

What next, balloons?

[exciting music]

[whistle blowing]

- Oh, no!

[whistle blowing,

elephant trumpeting]

[horns blaring]

- This is absurd!

None of us knows what job

Dowager Hatt wants us

to do next.

We're all stuck here,

waiting for her to finish

pruning her pelargoniums.

- Left a bit.

No, right a bit.

Back a bit.

Hold it.

Oh, yes, that certainly

brightens up

this dreary old platform.

Left a bit.

- Uh, excuse me.

- Hold it.

[whistle blowing]

- No...no!

Helena, what's the problem?

- The problem is

confusion and delay!

And it's all over Sodor.

- Surely not!

All the engines

are working hard.

- But nobody's doing the jobs

they need to do.

I was carrying

Thomas' passengers,

Gordon was

carrying my scrap--

[gasps]

Oh, dear.

If Gordon was

at the scrapyard,

then who was

pulling the express?

- Ah, now who did I ask

to pull the express?

- [straining]

- Percy! But Percy isn't strong

enough to pull the express!

- But he seemed

such a willing little engine.

- Dowager Hatt,

there are certain engines

that are suitable

for certain jobs

and other engines that are not.

- [sighs]

Oh, dear.

I didn't realize

it was so complicated.

Now Topham is going

to be all cross

and say I don't know

how to run his railway.

- Well, yes...

Or we can try

to get things sorted!

I'm happy to help you out.

- Really?

Would you?

Oh, that would be marvelous,

Esmeralda.

- It's Emily, ma'am.

And don't worry!

You and I will soon get

Sir Topham's engines

back on the right tracks.

- Oh!

[whistle toots]

Ah, no, you, up there,

I told you to hold it.

[jaunty music]

♪ ♪

narrator: Working together,

Emily and Dowager Hatt

started to get all the engines

back doing their regular jobs.

- Gordon, you're back

pulling the express.

♪ ♪

[whistle blowing]

♪ ♪

narrator: With Emily's help,

Dowager Hatt sorted out

the engines

so that they were all doing

their proper jobs again.

- That's right.

No, I said over there.

Nope, you're going to Knapford.

narrator: And just in time.

♪ ♪

- Oh...

- Topham?

What are you doing out of bed?

- I'm feeling

a lot better, Mother.

[chuckles]

Hmm...

Everything seems to be

running smoothly.

- Of course it is, dear, but I

can't take all the credit.

Emily here helped me.

- [gasps]

She called me Emily!

[laughs]

- I bet you thought I wouldn't

be able to run your railway.

But I think I've done

a pretty perfect job.

- I have to admit,

I had my doubts.

[chuckles]

I-I mean, well done, Mother.

- Ah!

- [laughs]

[whistle toots]

- Sorry I've been so long.

I've been waiting at

Brendham Docks all day

for this hat to arrive!

- B-but why?

- Everything's fine now, Topham.

Let's go and have ourselves

a nice cup of tea.

- Is there cake?

- Yes, Topham.

- Thank goodness

everybody's back

doing their proper job!

- I got this!

Not a problem!

I'm fine!

[groans]

[upbeat music]

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[whistle tooting]