Bad Case Of Purple Blobs/Transcript

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If there's one thing to know about the big engines on The Stout Director's railway, it's that they are very, very mean.

[Eddie passed by]

Gregory: Slow down there, old timer.

Rob: Yeah, wouldn't want to "pop a wheel" now, would ya?

But if there is one that is the meanest of all...

Yandall: Kill yourself!

...It's Yandall.

But there is a ray of sunshine in the world of darkness, and that is Jamie.

Jamie: Hello, birds! Hello, sun! Hello, dead rat on the side of the road!

It if wasn't clear already, Jamie is a very jolly engine.

[Scene cuts to train sheds]

One particularly fine morning, all the engines were slowly waking up to start their work.

Harrison: Good morning, all!

Tom: [waking abruptly] Agggghhhhh!!

Red Ted: [yawn] Like mornin', man.

Rob: Ugh, it's bright out. I hate it!

Everyone was happy, healthy and refreshed, except Jamie.

Jamie: Good mor- [coughed] morning...

Tom: Woah, Jamie. You okay? You don't look so good...

Jamie: I'm fine- [coughs harder]

Yandall: "Fine", he says...ha! Hardly even alright!

I told you he was mean.

Tom: SHUT UP, Yandall! Jamie is my friend! You ought to be ashamed!

Yandall: With a friend who looks like that, YOU ought to be ashamed!

Rob: [oblivious] HA-ha!

Tom: BE QUIET, Rob! At least I don't drive a 175 miles down the mainline to fail a race with Gregory!

Rob: Hey! That was an unconfirmed tie that was cut short, and you know it!

Harrison: Everyone, SHUSH! Perhaps we should do something about Jamie over here...

Soon, The Stout Director came to see Jamie.

The Stout Director: Something is definitely wrong with you...

Tom: Will he be okay, sir?

The Stout Director: I'm not sure. I might have to call...The Train Doctor...

And he did, too.

The Train Doctor: Hmm...yes. Please open your mouth for tongue inspection.

Jamie: T-that sounds like it's going to hurt...

The Train Doctor: That's because it is! ...Okay, inspections done. Let's see what it reads...

The Stout Director: Is it a bad cold?

The Train Doctor: No, it's worse than that. It's a bad case of Plumerix!

Tom: Huh?

The Train Doctor: It's where you're infected with tiny little purple boogey-men that bite your skin and give you purple blobs on your face.

The Stout Director: Is there anything we can do?

The Train Doctor: Not much, I'm afraid. Best thing to do is to keep him in the shed and keep him away from others. This stuff's VERY contagious.

So there, Jamie stayed.

Jamie: Huuuuuh...

Soon, word spread about Jamie's sickness.

Tom: And now, he has to stay in the shed for four weeks until he gets better. I heard no one's even allowed to go near him!

Eddie: Poor engine, I hope he's alright.

Rob: Well, we can't worry about him now. We've got our own work to deal with. Hey, Norman! Coaches, stat!

Yandall: Hmm, I think I might pay them a little visit... [laughs smugly]

Tom: But no one's allowed to go near Jamie! He's conta- he already left...

Yandall puffed all the way to the sheds to see how his good friend Jamie was doing. He soon spotted Jamie allll alone.

Yandall: Only a big jerk would bother his colleague... OR a big BLUE jerk! Hahahahahahah!

Jamie: Oh, no...

Yandall: Hey there, paaaal?

Jamie: Go away, Yandall. I'm highly conta...gious, and I'm a-a-a- achew! ...not supposed to talk to anybody...

Yandall: Oh, I just wanted to stop by to give you a little present! Enjoy...

Jamie: Oh, well! Than-

[A honey pie splats onto Jamie's face]

Yandall: [smugly] Ho-ney pie!

Jamie: Hey, that's not ba- [bees swarm round him] Yeeeaaaoooowwh!!!

Yandall: [laugh]

That wasn't very nice.

Jamie: [crazy laugh]

Yandall: [shocked] N-now, take it easy see... I-it was all a- gag, see... uh, we're good friends... see...?

Jamie: Huh-ah!

Yandall: Gasp?!

[Jamie starts to chase Yandall]

Yandall: HARRISON, HELP! HE'S GONNA KILL ME!

Jamie: I'M GONNA KILL YOU!!!!

Harrison: Well... that's not our problem.

As Jamie was getting closer and closer to Yandall, they were approaching a signalbox. And that signalbox stopped a crossing. And that crossing stopped Red Ted. And Red Ted stopped a train full of eggs. And that train full of eggs stopped on the same line as Jamie and Yandall!

Yandall: Gasp! ...again.

And then...

Red Ted: Huh?

On the bright side, Red Ted was unharmed. Albeit a little messy from some broken eggs...

Jamie: Ohhh...

Yandall: Ughhhh...

It took a whole for help to arrive, but soon Eddie brought the crane, The Train Doctor, and The Stout Director

The Train Doctor: Now, Jamie. You should know better than to go around at high speeds knowing you're sick.

Jamie: I'm so sorry, mr. Train Doctor, sir...

The Stout Director: And you, Yandall, should know better than to harass your own ill-ridden friend for your own amusement!

Yandall: S-sorry, uh, boss? ...sir.

It wasn't long before the mess was cleaned, and Jamie was put back on the rails.

The Train Doctor: Well, I have some good news and some bad news.

The Stout Director: What's the good news?

The Train Doctor: The good news is that, I've purchased a little bottle of Ploomerix Instant cure from far away islands. Mix this in with some water and have a wash, you'll feel better than ever.

Jamie: Wow, thanks a lot!

Yandall: Hey, never mind him! What about me?!

The Train Doctor: That's where the bad news comes in. When someone comes into close contact with the other with Plumerix and laughs at them, the little boogie-men go to that person, and they get it themselves.

Yandall: S-so that means... Oh, no!

The Stout Director: Oh, yes. You'll be staying here, until we can afford more Ploomerix!

Yandall: But, but, but, but...what about my trains?!

The Stout Director: Oh, don't worry. Ho-ho-ho-heh! I've got a solution for that...

And so the next day, Jamie was running down the line with Yandall's passenger trains across the countryside, along with Eddie. And every time Jamie puffs past sick Yandall in the shed, they always say...

Jamie: Bye, Yandall. Get well soon!

Yandall: Huh! "Get well soon", he says... Agh, dirty messy stupid old stup- oh stupid...

**THE END**