Michael Brandon: Stepney Gets Lost. Stepney the Bluebell Engine works closely with his friend Rusty. One day, Sir Topham Hatt came to see him.
Sir Topham Hatt: Rusty tells me you're in need of a change. So I want you to help Toby and Mavis at the quarry.
Stepney: Oh, thank you, sir.
Michael Brandon: Said Stepney.
Stepney: Shall I be away long?
Sir Topham Hatt: Just today. But please be careful. It is easy to get lost up there so be back before dark.
Stepney's Driver: We will.
Michael Brandon: Said the driver. Stepney soon arrived at the quarry.
Toby: We're glad you're here to help us.
Michael Brandon: Said Toby.
Stepney: Are these my cars?
Alec Baldwin: Asked Stepney.
Mavis: Only some of them. There's masses more in the sidings.
Michael Brandon: Replied Mavis.
Stepney: The more the merrier.
Michael Brandon: Stepney was really enjoying himself. The dustier he became, the harder he worked. Mavis and Toby were impressed. Then the foreman spoke to his driver.
Foreman: We have a night special to take to building site at the new branch line. Do you want to pull the train?
Stepney's Driver: Yes please.
Michael Brandon: Said the driver. But he should have asked Sir Topham Hatt first. Night came.
Toby: Be careful, Stepney.
Michael Brandon: Advised Toby.
Stepney: I will and thank you for a lovely day. I do hope i can come back again.
Mavis: The line can be spooky.
Michael Brandon: Said Mavis.
Stepney: Thank you for the warning.
Michael Brandon: And with that, Stepney puffed away. Stepney arrived on time and made the delivery of rocks and stones for the workmen. Then he set off for home. That's when the trouble began. The fog came down.
Stepney: Mavis was right. Suddenly, everything does look spooky.
Stepney's Driver: There's a signalbox.
Michael Brandon: Called his driver.
Stepney's Driver: And the signal light is green. Someone must have been expecting us.
Michael Brandon: But they weren't. The points had been set in the wrong direction, but Stepney didn't realize this.
Stepney: Home here we come.
Michael Brandon: Then they approached an unknown area.
Michael Brandon: The driver made a decision.
Stepney's Driver: It's best if we rest here until the fog clears.
Stepney: What are those strange sounds?
Michael Brandon: Wondered Stepney. Then the fog slowly lifted.
Stepney: Oh, no. We're in the scrapyards.
Michael Brandon: His driver and fireman went for help. Stepney was all alone, but not for long. Two diesels approached.
Arry: Got ya this time, Stepney, you'll make very fine scrap indeed. Buffer him, Bert.
Michael Brandon: The diesels took him to the large smelter shed.
Arry: Bye bye, Stepney. (laughs)
Michael Brandon: Stepney looked up. Above him was a huge grabber.
Stepney: This engine's not for scrapping!
Michael Brandon: The grabber wasn't listening. But just as it was about to grab hold of him, it stopped. There stood Sir Topham Hatt.
Sir Topham Hatt: It's a good thing I'm visiting this yard tonight. Saving you from scrap is becoming a habit, Stepney, please stop it.
Stepney: Yes, sir. But I had learned something.
Sir Topham Hatt: What's that?
Stepney: There's no place like home.
Sir Topham Hatt: And that's exactly where you're going now.