[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]
[steam hisses]
male narrator:
"P.A. Problems."
[whistle toots]
- Morning, Thomas.
- Hi, Emily!
Lovely morning.
I was just saying to--
[bell chimes loudly]
- All passengers for Vicarstown,
please move to platform three,
where your train
is about to depart.
- That's me!
[door clicks shut]
[whistle blows]
[whistle toots]
Sorry, Thomas.
Gotta go!
narrator: Every station
on the Island of Sodor
relies on its
public address system.
The loudspeakers
above the platforms
tell the passengers
where to go
to catch the right train.
[whistle blows]
[whistle toots]
[ladder thuds]
- Uh, here.
Let me steady
that ladder for you.
- [gasping and grunting]
[whistle toots]
- Hello, sir.
- Oh, good morning,
Edward!
- Uh, what's happening?
- I've splashed out
on a new public address system.
[laughs]
- Oh?
What was wrong
with the old one?
- Huh?
[screw thuds]
Uh--Oh.
- Sorry!
- Oh, nothing
wrong with it, Edward.
But this new one
is much more modern.
Oh, very state of the art.
[loud metallic clang]
Oh.
Oh, yes, sir.
One has to move with the times,
you know.
- Well, that sounds wonderful,
sir.
- Oh, it is, Edward.
It is.
[laughs]
I can't wait to get my new
super stylish speaker system
up and running.
Now, seeing as
you're off to the scrap yard,
I won't be needing
those old speakers anymore.
[laughs]
[whistle toots]
What have we here?
Ooh, now, "Thank you
for choosing
the TX
advanced P.A. system."
You're welcome.
[machinery whirring]
narrator: Down at
the scrap yard,
Reg was in a particularly
good mood.
- ♪ Any old dime,
copper or lead ♪
♪ Hubcaps or an old brass bed ♪
♪ An oil drum or
a great big tin ♪
♪ Any old scrap
will make me grin ♪
[humming]
[whistle toots]
- Hello, Reg.
I have something
here for you.
- Oh! More scrap!
Brilliant!
Thank you, Edward.
♪ Rusty garbage cans,
an iron hob ♪
♪ Any old scrap
will do the job ♪
- All done, sir.
- [laughs]
Yes!
Very smart.
Oh, I think I shall make
the first announcement
on my swanky
new speaker system.
[clears throat]
The train standing
at platform five--
[feedback screeches]
narrator: But Sir Topham Hatt
didn't realize
that his new
public address system
wasn't working
as well as it should have been.
- The --
[feedback screeches]
Bluff's Cove is about to depart
from platform--
[feedback screeches]
- Huh?
What did he say?
- Something about platform four,
I think.
- Did he say Bluff's Cove
or Brendham Docks?
[metallic clank]
- The train--
[feedback screeches]
Arriving at platform three
is the--
[feedback screeches]
For Callan Castle.
[whistle blows]
- Platform three?
[gasps]
That's me!
Uh-oh.
[whistle blows]
I better get these pigs
up to Callan Castle.
[whistle toots]
- Marvelous!
My new public address system
seems to be working perfectly.
[bells clanging]
- Here we are!
- Huh?
This isn't the beach.
Why did you
bring us here, Toby?
- Oh, dear.
kids: Seaside,
seaside, seaside!
- But what happened
to all the quarry workers?
[seagulls calling]
- Huh?
This isn't the quarry.
- Now we're gonna be
late for work, Thomas.
[ball smacks]
- Oof!
- But why did you
bring them here, Percy?
I don't need any pigs.
[pig squeals]
narrator: Sir Topham Hatt's
new public address system
was causing confusion
and delay.
[pig squeals]
Meanwhile,
Edward was on his branch line
when he heard
a curious sound.
[distant music]
[lively music]
- Hello!
Reg?
- Wahoo!
- Reg!
[whistle toots]
- Oh, Edward!
Thanks for bringing me
that old P.A. system.
It's still working
perfectly!
- [laughs]
I can hear that, Reg!
- You wouldn't believe
what people throw away.
I mean, this bike
may be a bit rusty,
but someone
could still ride it.
[metallic clang]
Oops.
[laughs]
[metallic clattering]
- Oh, Reg.
[whistle toots]
- Uh, sir.
It's about your new
public address system.
- Yes, it's wonderful,
isn't it?
- Well, actually,
the thing is--
- You can take over
the announcements.
Off you go, now.
Good man.
[whistle toots]
- Uh...
Oh.
- Ah, Thomas.
Marvelous!
Right on schedule.
- Oy!
I want to have a word
with you.
- Oh?
Um...
What's going on here?
- The quarry workers
got on the wrong train,
and I took them
to Hardwick Beach.
- I took all these
holidaymakers to the quarry
when they really wanted
to go to the beach.
- Well, I never.
[whistle toots]
[pigs squealing]
What are those pigs doing
back here?
Why is everyone getting on
the wrong trains today?
- It's your new
public address system, sir.
[dramatic musical flourish]
- It can't be!
- Passengers wishing to
travel to--
[feedback screeches]
- [gasps]
- At platform--
[feedback screeches]
- Oh.
Dear, oh, dear.
It's a--It probably needs
some final adjustments.
[chuckles nervously, gasps]
[feedback screeches]
[chatters indistinctly]
I did that.
Oh, no.
What is--Oh.
Oh, don't understand.
- Have you tried turning it off
and on again, sir?
- Um, oh.
narrator: Then
there was trouble.
- Oh, let's try this one.
[knob clicks]
[electricity zaps, sizzles]
[whimpering, gasping]
Oh!
[groans]
Oh, no.
Why did I ever
get this ridiculous
new public address system?
The old speakers
worked perfectly well.
Now they're down
at the scrap yard.
I expect they've been crushed.
[whistle toots]
[lively music]
[whistle toots]
- Reg!
- Whoo!
- Reg!
- Whee!
- Reg!
[whistle toots]
- Oh-ho!
That's it, Edward.
Join in with the music.
Beep! Beep!
- No.
Sorry, Reg.
I've come to get
Sir Topham Hatt's P.A. system.
- Oh, yes.
Sounds great, doesn't it?
- No, Reg.
Sir Topham Hatt
needs it back...
[music winds down]
Urgently.
- Oh.
That's a shame.
Oh, well.
I'll just have to
make my own music,
won't I?
- The : to Calsthorpe
will be leaving from platform...
Uh, four.
No!
[whistle toots]
Three.
No.
Uh, five.
- Sir...
- No!
- Do you think it might be
easier if you use this?
- Oh!
My reliable old P.A. system!
Oh!
You saved it!
You're a hero, Edward.
- You should thank Reg
for not crushing it, sir.
He saves lots of things.
Just because they're old
doesn't mean they're not useful.
[laughs]
- The train arriving at platform
two is the : to Maron.
- Crystal clear.
[laughs]
Now, that really is
a tip-top speaker.
[train engine chugging]
[Reg humming indistinctly]
- ♪ Any old dime,
copper or lead ♪
♪ Hubcaps or an old brass bed ♪
[whistle toots]
Hey!
I'm making my own music now,
Edward!
[laughs]
Feel free to join in!
♪ Hey! An oil drum or
a great big tin ♪
♪ Any old scrap
will make me grin ♪
Ha-ha!
Whee!
[laughs]
[steam hisses]
[gentle woodwind music]
♪ ♪
Children singing:
[whistle blasts]
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
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British series Based on The Railway Series books that follows the adventures of Thomas, an anthropomorphised blue steam locomotive on the fictional North Western Railway on the Island of Sodor, and several other friends Edward, Henry, Gordon, James, Percy, and Toby.
British series Based on The Railway Series books that follows the adventures of Thomas, an anthropomorphised blue steam locomotive on the fictional North Western Railway on the Island of Sodor, and several other friends Edward, Henry, Gordon, James, Percy, and Toby.