"DieselD199's TOMICA Thomas & Friends"
THOMAS: What exactly are we doing here, James?
I told you. I've invited you two here tonight on Halloween
so we could pay tribute to the Ghost Engine of Sodor
THOMAS: Uh-huh
PERCY: The Ghost Engine?
Have you two never heard of the tragic tale of Timothy?
Ugh, no. But I have a terrible feeling that I'm going to
Well, then you're in for a treat
A long, long time ago
Spare me the history lesson
THOMAS: Fine. But make it quick
A long, long time ago on Halloween night
back when the North Western Railway was still in its earliest days
NARRATOR: A little engine named Timothy was pulling a passenger train
The late night special ran from Knapford through to Maron
where the line terminated, as the Viaduct was still under construction
"Short 41: The Tedious Tale of Timothy"
Timothy was a kind little engine of the E2 class, like Thomas, in fact
THOMAS: I guess that means he was a pretty good looking engine
Ugh, sorry
NARRATOR: Timothy was of the E2 class like Thomas
although he was an older design without the extended side tanks
He had silver paint that shone in the moonlight
and the number zero on his side
The trip was going well
and Timothy was making good time as he pulled into Wellsworth Station
But as you and I know, strange things can happen on Halloween
DRIVER: All right Timothy, off we go
Timothy?
Sure thing
NARRATOR: Timothy continued to run smoothly for a time
but as they approached the final station, it happened
Neither the Driver, nor Fireman, could shut off steam and apply the brakes
Instead Timothy started to go faster and faster
STATION MASTER: Hmm?
NARRATOR: The Station Master tried to flag him down
but Timothy raced right through Maron Station and into the distance
towards the unfinished Viaduct
DRIVER: Ermahgerd Timothy! Stop! You'll kill us all!
NARRATOR: But Timothy didn't stop and he didn't reply
he just kept going, faster and faster
The Driver and Fireman desperately fiddled with the controls but they wouldn't budge
The Guard tried to apply the brakes but they wouldn't work either
TIMOTHY: (laughs demonically) I'm going to send you all to the Scrapyard!
(demonic laughing)
This is it, your end has come! (laughs)
Wha-wait, what?
Oh crap
Ow! (crash)
My face! My horrible demon-face! Ow...
NARRATOR: The next morning they hauled Timothy out of the ravine
The Fat Controller came to see him
He was most annoyed
THE FAT CONTROLLER: Really Useful Engines don't try to kill their passengers and crew
TIMOTHY: I know sir, I'm sorry sir
THE FAT CONTROLLER: Yes well, let's get you fixed up
We need you back to work at once
Really?
No of course not, you maniac
We only hauled you out for the scrap metal
Wait, what?!
Hey, this guy looks just like me!
Well that story sucked
PERCY: That's only because James didn't tell it right
My Driver told me the real story
This is what actually happened
Subtitles by DieselD199