Song: link
Sean: This song has not been played in a long time.
Andrew: It's great to hear it again.
Stop the song and play this: link
Tom: *Dances while singing* Racing to the wharf. They're racing to the wharf. Thomas & James are racing to the wharf. *In a single file line with Master Sword, Saten Twist, Orion, Snowflake, Pete, Percy, Jeff, and Astrel Sky. They are kicking their legs up in the sky as they di chuyển forward* They're racing to the wharf. They're racing to the wharf. Thomas & James are racing to the wharf.
Andrew: Ugh.
Sean: I thought we would not hear this song again.
Mr. Wright: Unfortunately, I couldn't get rid of him. I'm Mr. Wright from Trainz and I'm your host tonight. Our một giây half of the hiển thị is startin' now.
Theme Song: link
The Island Of Sodor, 1976
It was a very foggy morning on the Island Of Sodor. Henry was going as fast as he could with the flying kipper. It was hours behind schedule.
SeanTheHedgehog Presents
A Thomas The Tank Engine fanfiction
The Great Race
Starring Thomas The Tank Engine (As if the earlier part of the credits didn't give that away)
Henry
Gordon
con vịt, vịt
Samson
Emily
And many others
Henry: *Crosses Vicarstown Bridge, and enters mainland, and sees a red signal ahead*
Jinty & Pug: *Resting in a siding*
Workmen: *Waiting bởi three pick up trucks built bởi Ford, and GMC*
Henry: *Stops at the station*
The song fades away as Henry begins the conversation
Henry: xin chào guys, sorry I'm late.
Pug: Would bạn mind telling us why you're late?
Henry: Bad track conditions. A train got derailed, and blocked my path. To make matters worse, Harold the helicopter.. Oh never mind, bạn wouldn't believe me.
Jinty: Rubbish. What happened?
Henry: He ran out of fuel, and blocked thêm parts of the line.
Pug: You're right, I don't believe you.
Henry: I knew it. Well, I better get going, and let bạn two shunt these freight cars after they get unloaded. I'm supposed to double head a freight train with a new engine named Samson.
Pug: How long has this Samson character been working on your line Henry?
Henry: No thêm then a couple of months. I remember he arrived sometime after the giáng sinh of 1975, but before last February. I'll ask him when he came to Sodor. *Leaves*
Speaking of Samson, he was shunting twenty coal cars for Donald & Douglas to pull. He was being careless though, and shunted the cars too fast.
Samson: *Bangs the coal cars into Donald & Douglas*
Donald: *Sees coal dust go over him, and Douglas* Losh sakes!
Douglas: Our beautiful blue coats of paint, ruined!
Samson: *Feeling silly* Sorry bạn two.
Donald: hiển thị off yer speed to Gordon bạn reckless tank engine. *Pulls coal cars with Douglas*
Douglas: If only con vịt, vịt wasn't so busy running his branchline with Oliver. He knows everything about... Everything.
Samson: He does not! That's my job!
The freight cars heard what Donald, and Douglas said. They agreed with the Scottish twins, and decided to tease Samson.
Freight Car 35: At least he's not afraid to admit whenever he's made a mistake.
Freight Car 28: At least he doesn't get coaches, and freight cars mixed up.
Samson: *Angry* Shut up! *Bangs the freight cars, then puffs away*
Henry: *Arrives at the yards* xin chào Samson-
Samson: No. *Leaves the yards*
Henry: What's the matter with him?
After Samson left the yards, he heard Thomas, and Gordon debating on who was the fastest.
Thomas: I can go really fast uphill.
Gordon: Only because bạn have those light out of ngày coaches, Annie, and Clarabel. If bạn had express coaches like me, bạn would never go fast at all.
Samson: But I could.
Gordon: Pfft, rubbish. No engine is as strong as me. Especially tank engines.
Samson: I'll prove bạn wrong. I am faster, and stronger then both of bạn combined.
Thomas: But we're talking about speed.
Gordon: bạn can't get that without power.
Henry: *Arrives* Samson-
Samson: Not now, this is an important conversation. I must prove my points, and hiển thị Thomas, and Gordon that what I'm saying is true.
Thomas: But, all bạn đã đưa ý kiến was that bạn were faster, and stronger then me, and Gordon combined.
Samson: Exactly. bạn two will never stand a chance against me.
Henry: Not if I have anything to say about it, but first we gotta pull a freight train together. *Couples up to Samson, and pulls him away*
Samson: No! Leave me alone! I must be a part of this argument!
Thomas: Bye Samson.
Gordon: Bye Samson.
Thomas: Don't come back until bạn finish your work.
Thomas, and Gordon continued on with their work, but they started arguing again at the sheds.
Thomas: I'm the fastest. Everyone knows that.
Gordon: No they don't.
Thomas: Yes they do.
Gordon: No they don't!
Thomas: Yes they do!
Sir Tophamm Hat: *Arrives* What's with all the shouting?
Thomas: Gordon thinks he's faster then me.
Gordon: It is true.
Sir Tophamm Hat: I think a race is in order. I'll make the preparations, and bạn two can have your race tiếp theo week.
Thomas: tiếp theo week?!
Gordon: Sir, that'll take too long.
Sir Tophamm Hat: You'll have to be patient. I'll see if others would like to race as well. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go play golf.
Gordon: At 9 PM?
Thomas: And since when did bạn start playing golf?
Sir Tophamm Hat: Just now. *Walks away*
Sir Tophamm Hat put posters around Sodor about the race Thomas, and Gordon were about to have. thêm engines wanted to tham gia in which made Thomas, and Gordon cross.
Thomas: Clearly none of those other engines will win. It should just be the two of us.
Gordon: That's pretty much the entire point of this race. Me, versus you.
Thomas: It's supposed to be the two of us.
Sir Tophamm Hat: *Arrives* It's supposed to be fun no matter who is racing. If bạn don't want to participate with the other engines, I'll gladly remove bạn from the race.
Gordon: No!
Thomas: We're okay with the other engines.
Sir Tophamm Hat: That's thêm like it. Now I want bạn two to pull freight trains from here to Maron station.
Gordon: Freight trains?!?! bạn know I hate that job.
Sir Tophamm Hat: Too bad. Do as I say, hoặc bạn will be removed from the race.
Gordon: *Puffs away* No matter what happens, Sir Tophamm Hat will threaten to remove me from the race .
Thomas: I guess he's just doing that to make bạn a really useful engine.
Gordon: I'm already useful pulling the express. I don't need to pull freight trains.
When they got to the trainyard, they saw a very long train, forty freight cars long.
Gordon: Who is pulling that train?
Thomas: *Sees the engine* It must be a new engine.
The new engine was at Maron station when Thomas, and Gordon got there.
Thomas: Whoa. You're really huge.
Sam: And because of that, I am very powerful. My name is Sam. And bạn two are?
Thomas: I'm Thomas.
Gordon: And I'm Gordon.
Sam: I heard there's going to be a race later tiếp theo Friday. I am going to take part in it.
Thomas: I bet you're really fast.
Gordon: Not as fast as me. I am the fastest engine on Sodor.
Thomas: No. I am.
Sam: We'll see who's the fastest in the race. *Pulls his train out of the station*
Station Master: Okay Thomas, and Gordon. bạn may run your branchline, and pull your express.
Thomas: Thank you.
Gordon: It's about time.
They left their freight cars to be unloaded, and cheerfully went to do their tiếp theo job.
While Thomas was running his branchline, he saw Percy with a sad face.
Thomas: *Stops at a station* What's the matter Percy?
Percy: There's a disease going around Sodor called Brandonitis.
Thomas: What's that?
Percy: It's a disease that makes bạn speak in a southern accent, just like how Michael Brandon would speak in a southern accent, if he was providing the voices for most of the characters.
Thomas: Oh yeah, I remember that.
Percy: So far, the only engine that got it is Emily. Thankfully, it's not contagious, and it's very difficult to get.
Thomas: How do bạn get Brandonitis?
Percy: If your wheels can't get any grip for ten giây nonstop.
Thomas: Well, we don't have to worry about that. All we gotta do, is make sure our wheels don't slip ten giây nonstop. *Puffs away*
Days later, the great ngày came where the engines would race from Knapford Station to Vicarstown. The engines participating in the race were Thomas, Gordon, Emily, Sam, Connor, Caitlyn, and Duck.
Thomas: I'm surprised Spencer isn't here.
Sir Tophamm Hat: He is busy on the mainland. And now.. *Grabs a gun*
Passenger: LOOK OUT, HE HAS A GUN!!
Sir Tophamm Hat: Wait a minute, wait a minute! The bullets are blanks. I will ngọn lửa, chữa cháy one off to signal the start of the race. Ready?
Engines: Yes sir.
Sir Tophamm Hat: 3, 2, 1. *Points gun at the ceilling, and fires a bullet*
Engines: *Take off to race*
Sir Tophamm Hat: *Looks at the ceilling* Hm, I could've sworn I put in blanks. Oh well.
Vicarstown was very far from Knapford. The engines had to go as fast as they could. So far, the positions are.
1st - Thomas
2nd - con vịt, vịt
3rd - Sam
4th - Caitlyn
5th - Connor
6th - Gordon
Last place - Emily.
Thomas was going very fast. Sam, Connor, and Caitlyn were right behind him.
Duck: *Passing Caitlyn* See bạn at the finish line!
Caitlyn: Yeah, after I pass you. *Passing Duck*
Emily: *Far behind everyone else, and sighs* First, I get a disease that makes me talk in a southern accent, and now I'm in last place. Things ain't going well for me.
Connor: *Trying to pass Sam* This engine is so big, I don't think I can pass him.
Sam: You're doing good Thomas.
Thomas: Thanks Sam.
A sharp turn was coming up ahead. The engines had to make sure they weren't going too fast. The only engine that didn't put his brakes on was Gordon. As he flew off the tracks, everyone passed him.
Emily: Yay, I ain't in last anymore.
Gordon: Ohh, the indignity!
Duck: Gordon's đồi núi, hill is coming up soon.
Caitlyn: Too bad Gordon won't be able to be with us as we go up.
Thomas: *The first one to go up Gordon's Hill* I'm far ahead of everyone else. I must be really fast.
Thomas was going so fast, that he went airborne at the top.
Thomas: Bust my buffers! *Lands on the rails* Hey, not a single wheel is derailed. I'm okay.
Sam: *Goes over Gordon's đồi núi, hill with Duck, Connor, and Caitlyn behind him*
Emily: *Slowly going up Gordon's Hill* Why does this đồi núi, hill have to be so steep? I'm strugglin', and I ain't even pulling anything. This is embarrassing. *Gets to the top* Finally. *Coasts down the hill*
Thomas: *Going 200 miles an hour* I'm glad I had those chemicals spill into my system two years ago. If that didn't happen, I would never be able to go this fast. *Passes Maron Station* And it's a good thing that this track stays straight. *Sees a curve in front of him* FOR A LONG TIME!! *Slows down. He leans to left as he goes fast on the curve going right. He doesn't derail, and stops leaning as he gets off the curve*
The other engines passed Maron station after Thomas did. So far, the positions are.
1st - Thomas
2nd - Sam
3rd - Connor
4th - Caitlyn
5th - con vịt, vịt
Last place - Emily.
Vicarstown was not far for the engines. They had travelled far at high speeds, and were now getting closer to the end of their race.
Thomas: *Gets to Vicarstown first* Yes! I won!
Sam: *Arrives second* Good race.
Caitlyn: *Passes Connor, and gets third* Yes it was indeed.
Connor: I should've gotten third.
Duck: *Arrives* Well, at least bạn beat me.
Emily: *Arrives last, and cries about it*
Thomas: Come on Emily. bạn cry about everything nowadays. Stop it.
Emily: *Stops crying* I wanted first place!
Duck: Too bad. Thomas got first.
Samson: *Arrives, and is very angry* What?! bạn raced without me! I demand bạn start another race, and I will be a part of it.
Thomas: No thanks Samson. We're tired.
Samson: I want to race bạn guys.
Thomas: No.
Samson: I want to race bạn guys.
Thomas: No.
Samson: I want to race bạn guys.
Thomas: No.
Samson: I want to race bạn guys.
Thomas: No.
Samson: Why can't I race you?!!?
Thomas: Because, the race is already over. Go be wrong about stuff somewhere else.
Samson: *Puffs away* I hate getting stuff wrong.
Emily: *Leaves with Samson*
The End
Mr. Wright: Is he gone? Is Tom Foolery done dancing with his friends?
Song: link
Tom: *Dances while singing* Racing to the wharf. They're racing to the wharf. Thomas & James are racing to the wharf. *In a single file line with Master Sword, Saten Twist, Orion, Snowflake, Pete, Percy, Jeff, and Astrel Sky. They are kicking their legs up in the sky as they di chuyển forward* They're racing to the wharf. They're racing to the wharf. Thomas & James are racing to the wharf.
Mr. Wright: *Moves his megaphone up, hitting the hàng đầu, đầu trang of it on purpose three times* At least this is almost over.
Hawkeye: You're wrong. It is over.
Sean: This song has not been played in a long time.
Andrew: It's great to hear it again.
Stop the song and play this: link
Tom: *Dances while singing* Racing to the wharf. They're racing to the wharf. Thomas & James are racing to the wharf. *In a single file line with Master Sword, Saten Twist, Orion, Snowflake, Pete, Percy, Jeff, and Astrel Sky. They are kicking their legs up in the sky as they di chuyển forward* They're racing to the wharf. They're racing to the wharf. Thomas & James are racing to the wharf.
Andrew: Ugh.
Sean: I thought we would not hear this song again.
Mr. Wright: Unfortunately, I couldn't get rid of him. I'm Mr. Wright from Trainz and I'm your host tonight. Our một giây half of the hiển thị is startin' now.
Theme Song: link
The Island Of Sodor, 1976
It was a very foggy morning on the Island Of Sodor. Henry was going as fast as he could with the flying kipper. It was hours behind schedule.
SeanTheHedgehog Presents
A Thomas The Tank Engine fanfiction
The Great Race
Starring Thomas The Tank Engine (As if the earlier part of the credits didn't give that away)
Henry
Gordon
con vịt, vịt
Samson
Emily
And many others
Henry: *Crosses Vicarstown Bridge, and enters mainland, and sees a red signal ahead*
Jinty & Pug: *Resting in a siding*
Workmen: *Waiting bởi three pick up trucks built bởi Ford, and GMC*
Henry: *Stops at the station*
The song fades away as Henry begins the conversation
Henry: xin chào guys, sorry I'm late.
Pug: Would bạn mind telling us why you're late?
Henry: Bad track conditions. A train got derailed, and blocked my path. To make matters worse, Harold the helicopter.. Oh never mind, bạn wouldn't believe me.
Jinty: Rubbish. What happened?
Henry: He ran out of fuel, and blocked thêm parts of the line.
Pug: You're right, I don't believe you.
Henry: I knew it. Well, I better get going, and let bạn two shunt these freight cars after they get unloaded. I'm supposed to double head a freight train with a new engine named Samson.
Pug: How long has this Samson character been working on your line Henry?
Henry: No thêm then a couple of months. I remember he arrived sometime after the giáng sinh of 1975, but before last February. I'll ask him when he came to Sodor. *Leaves*
Speaking of Samson, he was shunting twenty coal cars for Donald & Douglas to pull. He was being careless though, and shunted the cars too fast.
Samson: *Bangs the coal cars into Donald & Douglas*
Donald: *Sees coal dust go over him, and Douglas* Losh sakes!
Douglas: Our beautiful blue coats of paint, ruined!
Samson: *Feeling silly* Sorry bạn two.
Donald: hiển thị off yer speed to Gordon bạn reckless tank engine. *Pulls coal cars with Douglas*
Douglas: If only con vịt, vịt wasn't so busy running his branchline with Oliver. He knows everything about... Everything.
Samson: He does not! That's my job!
The freight cars heard what Donald, and Douglas said. They agreed with the Scottish twins, and decided to tease Samson.
Freight Car 35: At least he's not afraid to admit whenever he's made a mistake.
Freight Car 28: At least he doesn't get coaches, and freight cars mixed up.
Samson: *Angry* Shut up! *Bangs the freight cars, then puffs away*
Henry: *Arrives at the yards* xin chào Samson-
Samson: No. *Leaves the yards*
Henry: What's the matter with him?
After Samson left the yards, he heard Thomas, and Gordon debating on who was the fastest.
Thomas: I can go really fast uphill.
Gordon: Only because bạn have those light out of ngày coaches, Annie, and Clarabel. If bạn had express coaches like me, bạn would never go fast at all.
Samson: But I could.
Gordon: Pfft, rubbish. No engine is as strong as me. Especially tank engines.
Samson: I'll prove bạn wrong. I am faster, and stronger then both of bạn combined.
Thomas: But we're talking about speed.
Gordon: bạn can't get that without power.
Henry: *Arrives* Samson-
Samson: Not now, this is an important conversation. I must prove my points, and hiển thị Thomas, and Gordon that what I'm saying is true.
Thomas: But, all bạn đã đưa ý kiến was that bạn were faster, and stronger then me, and Gordon combined.
Samson: Exactly. bạn two will never stand a chance against me.
Henry: Not if I have anything to say about it, but first we gotta pull a freight train together. *Couples up to Samson, and pulls him away*
Samson: No! Leave me alone! I must be a part of this argument!
Thomas: Bye Samson.
Gordon: Bye Samson.
Thomas: Don't come back until bạn finish your work.
Thomas, and Gordon continued on with their work, but they started arguing again at the sheds.
Thomas: I'm the fastest. Everyone knows that.
Gordon: No they don't.
Thomas: Yes they do.
Gordon: No they don't!
Thomas: Yes they do!
Sir Tophamm Hat: *Arrives* What's with all the shouting?
Thomas: Gordon thinks he's faster then me.
Gordon: It is true.
Sir Tophamm Hat: I think a race is in order. I'll make the preparations, and bạn two can have your race tiếp theo week.
Thomas: tiếp theo week?!
Gordon: Sir, that'll take too long.
Sir Tophamm Hat: You'll have to be patient. I'll see if others would like to race as well. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go play golf.
Gordon: At 9 PM?
Thomas: And since when did bạn start playing golf?
Sir Tophamm Hat: Just now. *Walks away*
Sir Tophamm Hat put posters around Sodor about the race Thomas, and Gordon were about to have. thêm engines wanted to tham gia in which made Thomas, and Gordon cross.
Thomas: Clearly none of those other engines will win. It should just be the two of us.
Gordon: That's pretty much the entire point of this race. Me, versus you.
Thomas: It's supposed to be the two of us.
Sir Tophamm Hat: *Arrives* It's supposed to be fun no matter who is racing. If bạn don't want to participate with the other engines, I'll gladly remove bạn from the race.
Gordon: No!
Thomas: We're okay with the other engines.
Sir Tophamm Hat: That's thêm like it. Now I want bạn two to pull freight trains from here to Maron station.
Gordon: Freight trains?!?! bạn know I hate that job.
Sir Tophamm Hat: Too bad. Do as I say, hoặc bạn will be removed from the race.
Gordon: *Puffs away* No matter what happens, Sir Tophamm Hat will threaten to remove me from the race .
Thomas: I guess he's just doing that to make bạn a really useful engine.
Gordon: I'm already useful pulling the express. I don't need to pull freight trains.
When they got to the trainyard, they saw a very long train, forty freight cars long.
Gordon: Who is pulling that train?
Thomas: *Sees the engine* It must be a new engine.
The new engine was at Maron station when Thomas, and Gordon got there.
Thomas: Whoa. You're really huge.
Sam: And because of that, I am very powerful. My name is Sam. And bạn two are?
Thomas: I'm Thomas.
Gordon: And I'm Gordon.
Sam: I heard there's going to be a race later tiếp theo Friday. I am going to take part in it.
Thomas: I bet you're really fast.
Gordon: Not as fast as me. I am the fastest engine on Sodor.
Thomas: No. I am.
Sam: We'll see who's the fastest in the race. *Pulls his train out of the station*
Station Master: Okay Thomas, and Gordon. bạn may run your branchline, and pull your express.
Thomas: Thank you.
Gordon: It's about time.
They left their freight cars to be unloaded, and cheerfully went to do their tiếp theo job.
While Thomas was running his branchline, he saw Percy with a sad face.
Thomas: *Stops at a station* What's the matter Percy?
Percy: There's a disease going around Sodor called Brandonitis.
Thomas: What's that?
Percy: It's a disease that makes bạn speak in a southern accent, just like how Michael Brandon would speak in a southern accent, if he was providing the voices for most of the characters.
Thomas: Oh yeah, I remember that.
Percy: So far, the only engine that got it is Emily. Thankfully, it's not contagious, and it's very difficult to get.
Thomas: How do bạn get Brandonitis?
Percy: If your wheels can't get any grip for ten giây nonstop.
Thomas: Well, we don't have to worry about that. All we gotta do, is make sure our wheels don't slip ten giây nonstop. *Puffs away*
Days later, the great ngày came where the engines would race from Knapford Station to Vicarstown. The engines participating in the race were Thomas, Gordon, Emily, Sam, Connor, Caitlyn, and Duck.
Thomas: I'm surprised Spencer isn't here.
Sir Tophamm Hat: He is busy on the mainland. And now.. *Grabs a gun*
Passenger: LOOK OUT, HE HAS A GUN!!
Sir Tophamm Hat: Wait a minute, wait a minute! The bullets are blanks. I will ngọn lửa, chữa cháy one off to signal the start of the race. Ready?
Engines: Yes sir.
Sir Tophamm Hat: 3, 2, 1. *Points gun at the ceilling, and fires a bullet*
Engines: *Take off to race*
Sir Tophamm Hat: *Looks at the ceilling* Hm, I could've sworn I put in blanks. Oh well.
Vicarstown was very far from Knapford. The engines had to go as fast as they could. So far, the positions are.
1st - Thomas
2nd - con vịt, vịt
3rd - Sam
4th - Caitlyn
5th - Connor
6th - Gordon
Last place - Emily.
Thomas was going very fast. Sam, Connor, and Caitlyn were right behind him.
Duck: *Passing Caitlyn* See bạn at the finish line!
Caitlyn: Yeah, after I pass you. *Passing Duck*
Emily: *Far behind everyone else, and sighs* First, I get a disease that makes me talk in a southern accent, and now I'm in last place. Things ain't going well for me.
Connor: *Trying to pass Sam* This engine is so big, I don't think I can pass him.
Sam: You're doing good Thomas.
Thomas: Thanks Sam.
A sharp turn was coming up ahead. The engines had to make sure they weren't going too fast. The only engine that didn't put his brakes on was Gordon. As he flew off the tracks, everyone passed him.
Emily: Yay, I ain't in last anymore.
Gordon: Ohh, the indignity!
Duck: Gordon's đồi núi, hill is coming up soon.
Caitlyn: Too bad Gordon won't be able to be with us as we go up.
Thomas: *The first one to go up Gordon's Hill* I'm far ahead of everyone else. I must be really fast.
Thomas was going so fast, that he went airborne at the top.
Thomas: Bust my buffers! *Lands on the rails* Hey, not a single wheel is derailed. I'm okay.
Sam: *Goes over Gordon's đồi núi, hill with Duck, Connor, and Caitlyn behind him*
Emily: *Slowly going up Gordon's Hill* Why does this đồi núi, hill have to be so steep? I'm strugglin', and I ain't even pulling anything. This is embarrassing. *Gets to the top* Finally. *Coasts down the hill*
Thomas: *Going 200 miles an hour* I'm glad I had those chemicals spill into my system two years ago. If that didn't happen, I would never be able to go this fast. *Passes Maron Station* And it's a good thing that this track stays straight. *Sees a curve in front of him* FOR A LONG TIME!! *Slows down. He leans to left as he goes fast on the curve going right. He doesn't derail, and stops leaning as he gets off the curve*
The other engines passed Maron station after Thomas did. So far, the positions are.
1st - Thomas
2nd - Sam
3rd - Connor
4th - Caitlyn
5th - con vịt, vịt
Last place - Emily.
Vicarstown was not far for the engines. They had travelled far at high speeds, and were now getting closer to the end of their race.
Thomas: *Gets to Vicarstown first* Yes! I won!
Sam: *Arrives second* Good race.
Caitlyn: *Passes Connor, and gets third* Yes it was indeed.
Connor: I should've gotten third.
Duck: *Arrives* Well, at least bạn beat me.
Emily: *Arrives last, and cries about it*
Thomas: Come on Emily. bạn cry about everything nowadays. Stop it.
Emily: *Stops crying* I wanted first place!
Duck: Too bad. Thomas got first.
Samson: *Arrives, and is very angry* What?! bạn raced without me! I demand bạn start another race, and I will be a part of it.
Thomas: No thanks Samson. We're tired.
Samson: I want to race bạn guys.
Thomas: No.
Samson: I want to race bạn guys.
Thomas: No.
Samson: I want to race bạn guys.
Thomas: No.
Samson: I want to race bạn guys.
Thomas: No.
Samson: Why can't I race you?!!?
Thomas: Because, the race is already over. Go be wrong about stuff somewhere else.
Samson: *Puffs away* I hate getting stuff wrong.
Emily: *Leaves with Samson*
The End
Mr. Wright: Is he gone? Is Tom Foolery done dancing with his friends?
Song: link
Tom: *Dances while singing* Racing to the wharf. They're racing to the wharf. Thomas & James are racing to the wharf. *In a single file line with Master Sword, Saten Twist, Orion, Snowflake, Pete, Percy, Jeff, and Astrel Sky. They are kicking their legs up in the sky as they di chuyển forward* They're racing to the wharf. They're racing to the wharf. Thomas & James are racing to the wharf.
Mr. Wright: *Moves his megaphone up, hitting the hàng đầu, đầu trang of it on purpose three times* At least this is almost over.
Hawkeye: You're wrong. It is over.
