20x07 - Ryan & Daisy

[bunniefuu]

[bouncy music]

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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 ♪

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[whistle toots]

male narrator:

Saving time.

Samson

is a very proud engine

who usually works

on the mainland

but sometimes

comes over to help

on the Island of Sodor.

Thomas was collecting some cars

from the shunting yard

when Samson arrived.

- Hello, Thomas.

Diesel.

Stanley.

- Hello, Samson.

- Hello.

- [grumbles]

- Been asked to help out

with a big order of stone

from the Blue Mountain Quarry.

Sir Topham Hatt wants it moved

quickly and efficiently.

Said I was the only engine

for the job.

- Nonsense.

[whistle toots]

[laughs]

You're not the only engine

for the job.

- And how would you know,

Thomas?

- Because I'm helping too!

[laughs]

- [snickers]

narrator: Samson followed

Thomas up to the quarry.

- Hello, Sir Handel!

Hello, Peter Sam!

- Hello, Samson.

- Hello.

[whistle toots]

- Hurry up, Samson,

or we're never

going to get this job done

quickly or efficiently!

[laughs]

narrator: Samson collected

some stone,

determined to show everyone

just how important he was.

- And what about those cars?

Going to the docks,

are they, Sir Handel?

- Yes, Samson.

But you'll have to

come back for them.

You can't pull

that many cars in one go.

- Yes, I can!

They don't call me

Samson for nothing!

Don't want to travel

back and forth

more times than I have to.

I'll take them now

and save time.

[whistle blows]

[groans]

[grunting]

- Are you sure you're

saving time there, Samson?

- [panting]

Once I get going,

you won't believe

how fast I can be!

[grunts]

- You're right. I won't.

[laughs]

- And neither will I, Samson!

Good luck!

[laughs]

[both laughing]

[Samson grunts]

narrator: Samson slowly managed

to build up some speed...

- [scoffing]

Nobody thinks

I can do anything!

That's why Sir Topham Hatt

asked me to--

[gasps]

Stop?

No!

[grunts]

[brakes screeching]

Oh!

So now I can go?

[whistle blows]

[grunts]

narrator: But it was when

Samson came to Gordon's Hill

that his troubles

really began.

- [gasp]

Need a good speed

to get over that one!

[train engine chugging]

[grunting and groaning]

[huffing and puffing]

Come on now, Samson!

Show that hill...

what you're made of!

[grunts]

[groans]

narrator: Samson backed up

to try again.

[whistle blows]

- Right.

Okay.

We can do this.

[steam hissing]

[metallic thudding]

[grunting]

Come on, Samson!

Don't let it best you.

[grunting]

[wails]

[sighs]

It's no use.

- [whistle toots]

narrator: Thomas had already

delivered his cars to the docks

and was on his way back

to the quarry again.

- Oh.

[laughs]

Having a nice rest,

are you, Samson?

- No!

Working very hard,

as it happens.

Haven't you seen

how many car I'm pulling?

- Um...

too many?

[laughs]

- Trying to save time, Thomas.

Need to get the job done!

Perhaps you'd like to

give me a push,

instead of making

silly comments.

narrator: Thomas crossed over

to the other track

so he could give Samson a push.

- Best back up

a little, Thomas.

Need to get up some speed.

- Okay.

Back away!

The track's clear.

[whistle toots]

[whistle blows]

[whistle blows]

- [gasps]

Stop, Samson!

Stop!

[screeching]

- [gasps]

[brakes screeching]

- [grunting]

[both sighing]

- Hello, Thomas!

Am I going the wrong way?

- No.

I am.

I'm helping Samson

take his cars over the hill.

He took too many.

- I did not!

- Oh!

Shall I help?

- Oh.

[chuckles]

Good idea!

[metal clangs, steam hisses]

Ready, Samson?

- Of course I am!

Always ready!

- One...

both: Two, three.

- Push!

[whistles blow]

[train engines chugging]

- [grunting]

That's it!

That's it!

That's it!

Oh, knew we could do it!

I knew it!

I knew it!

[laughs]

- Thanks, Paxton!

- [giggles]

My pleasure.

[metallic thudding]

- Whoa!

Thomas!

No!

Slow them down!

Slow them down!

[brakes squealing]

That's it, Thomas!

Tip top!

Everything's under control!

- Okay, Samson!

Can you stop, please?

I need to be uncoupled now.

- Oh, there's no time to stop,

Thomas!

Already late.

narrator: So Samson

pulled Thomas

all the way to Brendham Docks,

whether he liked it or not.

[whistle blows]

- Samson here, sir,

at your service!

Brought more stone from

the quarry, sir.

As requested!

- What are you playing at,

Samson?

This is the first delivery

you've made all morning!

- Uh, yes, sir.

That's correct, sir.

Unexpected delay,

sir.

Got stuck

on Gordon's Hill.

- Well, I'm not surprised.

You're pulling

far too many cars!

And what on earth

is Thomas doing

at the back of your train?

Ooh.

I might have known you'd

be involved too, Thomas!

- It's my fault

Thomas is here.

Thomas only helped me

over the hill.

Didn't want to stop

to have him uncoupled.

Trying to save time

and be efficient, sir.

- But you're not saving time,

Samson.

You're causing confusion

and delay!

narrator: By the time Samson

got back to the quarry,

Thomas was already loaded

and ready to go again.

- Uh, sorry, Thomas.

Didn't mean to get you

into trouble back there.

- That's all right, Samson.

It was you who

really got into trouble.

- My own fault.

Never mind.

Need to learn

from my mistakes.

- So I guess you won't be taking

so many cars next time?

[whistle toots]

- Certainly not, Thomas.

That would be silly.

- [laughs]

narrator: But as Thomas

was approaching

Gordon's Hill again...

[whistle blows]

Samson came racing from behind,

and this time he was

pulling only one car.

- [chuckling]

Samson!

You can take

more than that!

- I know, Thomas!

But it's much quicker

this way!

Saves time

in the long run!

- Oh.

[laughs]

narrator: But Thomas

knew Samson

wasn't really saving time.

He was just

being silly again.

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[children singing]

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[whistle toots]

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