20x18 - Tit for Tat

[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]

[steam hisses]

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male narrator: Tit for tat.

male narrator: There are

three very small engines

that work on the miniature

railway,

and their names are Rex,

Mike, and Bert.

[whistles toot]

Rex, Mike,

and Bert are so small

that when standing,

their drivers are taller

than their cabs.

[upbeat music]

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One day, two visitors came

to the island of Sodor.

They traveled about

in a little car

taking pictures

of interesting engines.

[camera shutters clicking]

[camera shutters clicking]

- Cheese!

narrator: The visitors spent

the whole day

on Thomas's branch line.

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- Oh, ha-ha!

[bell dinging]

Huh?

narrator:

Thomas was rather surprised

that they kept taking pictures

of Toby instead of him.

- Hey! What about me?

- We already have lots

of pictures of t*nk engines.

- But we haven't seen

this many tram engines.

They're more unusual.

- What does that make me, then?

Am I a usual engine?

- Well, I suppose you are,

Thomas. Ha-ha!

- Yes.

You're usually very silly!

[both laughing]

narrator: Thomas spotted

the visitors again

at Ffarquhar Station.

[whistle toots]

And at last they took

his picture.

- Ooh!

[laughs]

Where are you going next?

- To visit

the miniature engines.

- But we might have to wait

until tomorrow.

I don't think we'll get

any more nice pictures today.

[rain pattering]

[whistle blows]

[whistle toots]

narrator:

It rained all afternoon

and all night.

But the next morning,

it was sunny again,

and perfect weather

for taking pictures.

- We've got visitors today.

- Oh, we have them every day.

- But these are special.

One takes moving pictures,

and the other writes books.

[chuckles]

Maybe you'll be in one of them.

- I don't want to be

in a moving picture and a book.

I want to stay as I am.

[laughter]

What? What's so funny?

[laughter continues]

What?

narrator:

Bert was just getting ready

to start his jobs for the day

when the visitors arrived.

- Hello, there.

- Aren't you a very smart

and shiny engine?

- Oh, my name's Bert.

You can ride with my driver

and my tender if you like.

- Thank you, Bert.

I'm sure we'd like

to do that later.

- You see, just now,

the sun is shining so nicely,

we'd like to take some pictures.

[whistle toots]

See you later!

- Hoo!

At least those visitors know

how to speak to engines nicely.

narrator: There were still lots

of puddles after the rain,

but wherever the line came

near the road,

Bert found the two men there

looking into their cameras.

[whistle toots]

- Hello! Hello!

Oh, you'd think they might wave

at an engine.

- They can't wave

and get good pictures.

- Hmm.

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[horn beeps]

They didn't say hello to me

when I whistled,

so I'm not going to say hello

to them anymore.

[camera shutter clicks]

Oh!

Ha!

[laughs]

They can't get enough of me.

[laughs]

Here they come again.

Aah!

[coughing and sputtering]

What was that for?

They splashed me.

They splashed me!

I have mud on my face.

And they even took a picture!

[mud squelching]

Ugh. Pictures, indeed.

I'm a nice picture

all covered in mud.

- Oh, no harm done, Bert.

There you are.

Clean face again.

Go on. Give us a smile.

- what about the rest of me?

I'm still muddy

on the rest of me.

I should pay them back.

They splashed me,

so I shall splash them.

Tit for tat.

- Don't be silly.

Forgive and forget, Bert.

It was an accident.

- Can I take you up

on that offer

of a ride in your tender now,

Bert?

- Uh, well,

I'm not sure about that.

Not after what you--

- Of course you can!

narrator: Bert was still

brooding to himself

as they travelled

along the line.

- Such a wet day.

- [laughs]

You can say that again.

[both laugh]

- Ooh.

[water drips]

[water dripping]

Hmm.

Ooh, I know how to pay him back.

[laughs]

It's a lovely plan.

I only wish the tall one was

here too.

narrator: Bert hurried along

until they reached the woods,

where the line begins to climb

steeply up the hill.

And then he slowed down.

- Come on, Bert.

What's the hold-up?

- Tit for tat.

Tit for tat.

It's payback time.

[laughs]

[steam hisses]

- Ah!

- Oh! I'm soaked!

I'm soaked!

- Bert! Bert!

What are you doing?

- Tit for tat.

Tit for tat.

[laughing]

narrator:

Back at Arlesburgh Junction...

[man clears throat]

narrator: The small controller

soon found out

what had happened.

- Bert, you're

a very naughty engine.

I won't have rudeness

to visitors.

- But they splashed me first,

sir.

I was only paying--

- No excuses, thank you, Bert.

I'm ashamed of you.

Go to your shed.

[whistle toots]

- Oh, gosh.

- Um, oh, poor Bert.

Oh, dear.

narrator: Bert was sitting

sadly in his shed

when he saw the two visitors

coming over to see him again.

- What do they want now?

- Hello, Bert.

- We wanted to say

how very sorry we were

for splashing you earlier

with our car.

- I'm afraid I really wasn't

looking out for the puddles.

- Nor was I.

I was too excited

about getting pictures of you.

- Oh? Well, uh, I suppose,

well, I mean, I am very sorry

for splashing you, too.

- We wondered if perhaps

there was some way

we could make it up to you,

Bert.

- Perhaps we can clean you up

and make you look smart again

like you did in the morning.

- Hmm.

[chuckles]

[upbeat music]

narrator: By the time Rex

and Mike came back,

Bert was looking

as shiny and clean

as he had been in the morning.

- Oh, we heard

you had a little argument

with some very rude visitors,

Bert.

- We heard you were covered

in mud.

- I was,

but they cleaned me up again.

They're actually very nice.

They're even gonna write

about me in a book

and show me off

in moving pictures

on the television, too.

- Ha! Don't be silly.

That's never gonna happen.

- He must be having you on.

[laughs]

narrator: But it did happen,

didn't it?

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[steam hisses]

[gentle woodwind music]

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[children singing]

[whistle blasts]

[upbeat music]

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