So, James was locked up in his room for being 'naughty', and The Hefty Bag is like, "Guess what, James. Because you violated that poor coach, everyone's spreading rumors that my employees get abused."

And James is like, "Well…aren't we?"

"Yeah, but I don't want everyone to actually believe it! My business would get shut down, and then where would we be? Thomas would be working for some white supremacist, Gordon and Edward would be destroyed in some stupid kid's YouTube video, Henry would have to go back to his abusive sugar daddy, and you'd have to work at some rundown whore house. Is that what you want, James? 'Cause that's exactly what's gonna happen if you don't get your shit together."

So, James breaks out crying right there, and Sir Fatness gets so annoyed by his screeching that he lets him out for another job.

But as soon as he gets to the yard, Tommy's like, "Here's your freight train, Dude! Be careful with your dick this time, 'kay? Wouldn't want people thinking you hit your faithful trucks!"

And James is like, "Fuck you, Thomas!"

And the trucks are all, "Oh, come on! Did ya have to dump us onto this red dickhead?!"

And I'm just like, "Dude, I'd be grateful for some red dick right now. The redder, the better.*clicks tongue*"

Anyway, James ignores them and drags them all the way down the line, despite that they literally have their brakes on the whole way. But when they get to Gordon's Bitchass Hill, the tail end of the train brakes off and rolls back down to the bottom.

When Edward nearly crashes into them, James comes back down and cusses the trucks out before pulling them back up.

And Edward's like, "Hey, Dude! Need some help?"

And James is all, "Nope! I got it! Thanks for not bein' an asshole!"

"No problem! Just don't inhale anymore cows on your way! Steak is easy to choke on!"

"Nevermind…"

So, James takes the whole train over the hill and gets it to the train, and The Fat Guy pops up.

And he's like, "Ya know, James, I learned something today." (imagine them talking in slow, condescending tones)

And James is like, "What's that, Sir?"

"I learned that sometimes, domestic abuse is a necessary evil if you want troublesome trucks to listen."

"Does this mean I get to keep my red paint?"(the condescending tones end here)

"Look, I lied about taking your red paint, ok? I just said that to keep you in line. I can't paint you a different color because I need at least one red rocket on my railway to attract the bitches."