Michael Brandon: Bye Geroge! One day, George the Steam Roller waiting for Percy to take him to a new workplace. George was being rude to Rheneas and Skarloey.
George: You're just worn out wheels on worn out rails!
Skarloey: You need rocks for your roads.
Michael Brandon: Replied Skarloey.
Skarloey: And we're helping you.
George: I need to flatten little engines in the scrapyard.
Michael Brandon: Retorted George. Then Percy arrived to take George away. He was still rebelling.
George: Railways are no good! Turn them into roads!
Michael Brandon: The little engines were pleased to see him go. Rollers are rubbish, So good riddance! They called. George grumbled all the way to the old branch line. He was going to turn it into a road. When they arrived, George was rude again.
George: Bumpy ride on rotten rails. I'm glad it's over.
Percy: So am I.
Michael Brandon: Said Percy.
Michael Brandon: Huffed George. Percy was still fuming when he met Thomas.
Thomas: What's up, Percy?
Percy: It's George. He makes me feel down.
Thomas: Just ignore him.
Michael Brandon: Puffed Thomas. George was now enjoying himself.
George: Ripping up rails!
Michael Brandon: He chortled.
George: What a life. What d'you think of this, Thomas?
Michael Brandon: Thomas took no notice. George felt insulting.
George: You're a useless blue puffball!
Michael Brandon: But Thomas didn't hear.
George: I'll show him who's boss?
Michael Brandon: At last, the workmen reached the level crossing.
Workman: What shall we do here?
George: Tear it up, tarmacket.
Michael Brandon: Said George. So they did but not properly and George knew it. Later, Thomas was travelling home on the same line. He was pulling freight cars filled with vegetables. The signalman had forgotten to warn his driver about the crossing.
Thomas: That's nice. We don't need to stop.
Michael Brandon: Said Thomas happily.
Thomas' Driver: Yes we do.
Michael Brandon: Called his driver. But it was too late.
(Thomas slides off the rails, rolls down a field and crashes into a barn)
Michael Brandon: Next day, Percy told Gordon all about George.
Michael Brandon: Snorted Gordon.
Gordon: You're just a small engine. That's why he's rude to you. He wouldn't dare cause me any trouble.
Michael Brandon: George had been taken to some yards to work. Duck arrived with a train of empty freight cars. George was blocking his way and a car was stuck on the main line.
Duck: Let me through.
Michael Brandon: Demanded Duck.
George: You'll just have to wait.
Michael Brandon: Replied George.
Duck: There's no time to wait. I must clear my freight cars from the main line to let Gordon through.
George: Pah! Said George. Then he'll have to wait too.
Michael Brandon: Duck's driver went to complain to the stationmaster. But the signalman had set the signal to allow Gordon to speed through. His passengers with singing his praises and he was making express time.
Gordon: I'm the greatest. Just watch me fly by.
Michael Brandon: He whistled long and loud as he approached the station. Suddenly, he saw a freight car on the line ahead.
Gordon: Get out of my way!
Michael Brandon: But the freight car wouldn't move until Gordon forced it...
(Gordon sends a freight car flying into the air and it lands onto the ground)
Alec Baldwin: ...by accident. Gordon was worried that Sir Topham Hatt would be cross. He was but not with Gordon.
Sir Topham Hatt: Whoever cause this disturbance will have me to answer to.
Michael Brandon: And he did, a few days later.
Thomas: Look who's here.
Michael Brandon: Said Thomas. George had been found out by Sir Topham Hatt and punished. He looked miserable.
Percy: Now we'll get some peace and last. Said Percy.
George: I wanna get rolling again. But I had to wait a whole week till I do.
Thomas: And then you'll be just as rude as ever. Eh, George?