Make a transcript this…:

One day in the sheds, Percy is eager to tell a disinterested Gordon and James some news. He tells them that because the work in the yard is getting too hard for him, the Fat Controller is planning to bring a new bigger engine in to help. James scoffs and tells Percy that if he spent more time working and less time talking, the yard would be a happier place. Percy, unfazed, leaves to do his work.

As he works, Percy is grumbling to himself about how the larger engines see him as a “silly little engine” ever since he accidentally reversed at a signal and often order him about. Percy wants to teach them a lesson but does not know how to do it. He works very hard all day and by the afternoon he is worn out. After bringing some express coaches to the station, he sees the Fat Controller on the platform who notes that Percy looks very tired, which Percy confirms. The Fat Controller consoles Percy by telling him the new engine is bigger than him and can probably manage the work alone. He then asks Percy if he would like to help Thomas and Toby build his new harbour, to which Percy happily agrees.

The next morning, the new engine arrives. The Fat Controller asks the engine his name and the engine introduces himself as Montague but tells the Fat Controller he is often called “Duck” due to his supposed “waddle”. Although he does not believe that he does, he admits to liking Duck better than Montague. With that, the Fat Controller agrees that the new engine will be known as Duck. Percy arrives and the Fat Controller asks Percy to show Duck around.

Duck does his work quietly as he brings some coaches to the station, leading Gordon, James and Henry to decide to order him about like they do to Percy. Gordon and Henry then start to leave the station on either side of Duck, quacking and blowing steam at him. As Percy sees everything and is cross, Duck takes no notice and just wants to wait until the larger engines get tired. Duck then asks Percy if the larger engines boss him about and Percy confirms they do. Duck decides to take charge and put a stop to it and tells Percy what they will do.

That afternoon, the Fat Controller is sitting at his desk looking forward to having toast for tea when he suddenly hears a horrible commotion coming from the yard. Looking out his window, he sees Percy blocking the turntable and preventing an enraged Gordon, James and Henry from entering the sheds. The Fat Controller grabs his hat and rushes to the yard.

At the sheds, Gordon, James and Henry are furiously wheeshing and whistling loudly when the Fat Controller arrives and orders them to stop the noise before demanding Duck to explain his and Percy’s behaviour. Duck politely explains to the Fat Controller that, as a Great Western engine, he prefers to do his work without any fuss but wants the other engines to know that he and Percy will only take orders from the Fat Controller himself. As the three larger engines start whistling angrily again, the Fat Controller silences them. He then tells Duck and Percy that he is pleased with their work that day but not with their behaviour that night, as they have caused a disturbance. Gordon, Henry and James snicker at Percy and Duck’s dilemma, but the Fat Controller turns back to face them and reprimands them too, as their actions have been much worse, they made the disturbance by ordering the two tank engines around. He says that Duck is right; this is his railway and he is the one to give the orders, not them. With that, the three engines quickly fall back into line.

When Percy is sent to work at the new harbour, Duck is left to do the work by himself, which he manages to do with ease.


…to have the same humor as this example:

[Scene: The Shed. The Fat Controller stands before Gordon, James, and Henry.]

Fat Controller: “I hope you three have learned a little humility during your…sabbatical in the shed. In the grand scheme of things, you’re just big chunks of metal that occasionally whine less than my mother-in-law at Christmas.”

[The engines grumble.]

Fat Controller: “Cheer up, lads. Percy’s taken your place. Cute little thing, but half your size with double your work ethic. Meanwhile, Edward and Thomas have been running the show, and guess what? They didn’t implode. But, because I’m a soft touch, I’m willing to let you back on the tracks. Just remember, we’ve got more shunting than a line dance. Can you handle that?”

Gordon, Henry, James (in unison): “Yes, sir. Anything but the shed.”

Fat Controller: “Splendid. Off you toot.”

[Scene Change: The Branch Line. Thomas, Edward, and Percy are chatting.]

Fat Controller: “For your stellar performance, you get the branch line all to yourselves. It’s like Vegas for trains – what happens on the branch line, stays on the branch line.”

[Thomas and Edward chuckle. Percy looks confused.]

Edward: “What happens on the branch line?”

Thomas: "Mostly maintenance. But occasionally, a wild tea party.”

[Percy, eager to join the conversation, nods vigorously, almost causing his coal to spill.]

[Cut to: Percy on the mainline, being cheeky.]

Narrator: “Percy enjoyed his newfound freedom, especially if it meant irking the bigger engines. His cheekiness knew no bounds – which, in hindsight, was a precursor to becoming an involuntary thrill-seeker.”

[Scene: Percy and Gordon’s near miss.]

Narrator: “Percy, momentarily aspiring to be an action movie star, found himself on a collision course with Gordon.”

Percy (eyes shut, whispering): “I’ve seen my life flash before my eyes…and it was boring.”

[Gordon screeches to a halt, inches away from Percy.]

Gordon: “You absolute walnut! You nearly turned us into a modern art exhibit!”

[Percy, inadvertently propelled into a high-speed retreat, races backward.]

Percy: “I didn’t sign up for cardio!”

[Scene: Percy, now buried in soil.]

Narrator: “Percy, having mistaken momentum for bravery, found himself intimately acquainted with a bank of soil.”

[Percy is seen poking out of the soil, looking disheveled.]

Percy: “Guess I’m a plant now. Please water twice a week.”

[Workmen dig him out.]

Workman #1: “Want some coal and water to feel better?”

Percy: “I’d prefer a stiff drink and a therapist.”

[Gordon arrives with a rescue cable.]

Gordon: “Consider this your official welcome to the ‘I Survived a Brush with Death’ club. Meetings are every Friday.”

[Percy, fresh from his misadventure, smiles weakly.]

Percy: “Can we not do anything that involves adrenaline for a while?”

[Scene: Percy’s new job as a station pilot.]

Narrator: “Percy, now wiser and slightly more cautious, embraced his role as a station pilot with the zest of a seasoned bureaucrat. His penchant for mischief, however, remained unabated.”

Percy (to himself): “Maybe cheekiness on stationary tracks is my true calling. Adventure? I think not.”

[The scene ends with Percy cheekily blowing steam at the camera, winking.]

Narrator: “And thus concludes another day on the Island of Sodor, where lessons are learned, coal is burned, and life chugs along, one cheeky moment at a time.”

[The screen fades to black.]