Michael Brandon: Something in the Air. One day, Thomas was at the keyside of a small village. Fish were being loaded into his cars. The work took a long time, the fishermen were using old equipment and Thomas was worried.
Thomas: I'm going to be late for Henry at the docks. He won't like this. Please hurry up.
Michael Brandon: Thomas was rudely interrupted.
(The crate containing fish inside falls on top of Thomas)
Michael Brandon: His driver and fireman laughed.
Michael Brandon: Sniffed Thomas.
Thomas: What a pong!
Michael Brandon: He was glad when they were speeding along the beautiful coastal run. Then, they saw a man waving a red flag.
Thomas: What's the matter now?
Man: High tides are damaging the track.
Michael Brandon: Reported the man.
Man: I've marked the spot.
Thomas' Driver: We'll go and inspect.
Michael Brandon: Said the Driver.
Thomas' Driver: It would be dangerous for heavy engines like Henry.
Michael Brandon: Agreed the driver.
Thomas' Driver: But for Thomas, it's safe enough.
Michael Brandon: The guard left a red oil lamp by the damaged track to warn engines.
Guard: When we get to the docks, i'll tell them to close the line.
Michael Brandon: Henry was waiting for Thomas' cars.
Henry: Pah! You're late and that smell is making me ill!
Thomas: It's the fish!
Michael Brandon: Replied Thomas.
Thomas: And there's danger on the rails. That's why we're late.
Henry: Pah! You're the only danger on the rails, Thomas. Now stop wasting time and get my cars hitched to my train.
Michael Brandon: Thomas' driver and fireman were in the yard master's office when they heard Henry's whistle. He was steaming out of the station with his long heavy train called The Flying Kipper.
Thomas' Driver: What rude is Henry taking tonight?
Michael Brandon: Asked the Driver.
Yard Master: The coastal run. It's the quickest.
Thomas' Driver: But i told you!
Michael Brandon: Gasped the driver.
Thomas' Driver: That's dangerous for a big engine like Henry!
Michael Brandon: The yard master quickly phoned the signalman. Henry roared past the signalbox.
Henry: I'll soon make up for lost time.
Michael Brandon: The signalman couldn't hear the warning. By the time he did, Henry was far away in a cloud of steam. But when Henry reached the coastal track, his hopes for a fast run were dashed. Fog floated everywhere.
Henry: I can't see!
Michael Brandon: Cried Henry. Nor could his driver. And when he could, it was too late.
(Henry falls down into the deep water)
Michael Brandon: As soon as the tide was high enough, Henry was craned out of the water.
Sir Topham Hatt: Engines don't swim, Henry. You were meant to deliver fish not swim with them. You should know that by now.
Henry: Yes, sir. I'm sorry, sir.
Michael Brandon: When Henry arrived at the docks, Cranky the Crane looked down on him.
Cranky: My, my, Henry. I expect you'll have some fishy tales to tell. But take my advice, have a long hosedown first.
Michael Brandon: Hissed Henry. But there was worse to come.
Boy 1: Look! They've caught all this fish and a green whale too.
Boy 2: It's not a whale, it's a monster.
Michael Brandon: Henry was most upset. Thomas now felt sorry for Henry.
Thomas: Come on. Your driver says it's time for a nice washdown. Then you'll feel much better.
Michael Brandon: And Henry did.
Henry: I'm sorry i was rude to you, Thomas.
Thomas: That's all right. But can you smell something?