Michael Angelis: One morning, Gordon was in the yard taking on a large supply of coal.
James: That's the third load of coal you had today, Gordon.
Michael Angelis: Said James.
James: Some might say you're being rather greedy.
Gordon: I'm an important engine.
Michael Angelis: Replied Gordon.
Gordon: Important engines need plenty of coal, but I doubted if you would understand that, James.
Michael Angelis: James snorted and went about his work.
Pippi: Found two.
Duck: I wouldn't drink too much of that water if I were you, Gordon. It might give you boiler-ache.
Gordon: Pah!
Michael Angelis: Said Gordon.
Gordon: What's this? Educating Gordon day? First James, and now you, Duck. Big engines have big needs. Little engines are just annoying.
Duck: Don't say I didn't warn you.
Michael Angelis: Laughed Duck.
Michael Angelis: There emergent out of his sheds were two shiny tenders.
Gordon: Now, if I had two tenders.
Michael Angelis: Said Gordon.
Gordon: I wouldn't need to stop so often. And I wouldn't have to listen to silly little engines.
Driver: Those tenders belong to a visitor.
Michael Angelis: Replied his driver. Diesel sidled up alongside.
Diesel: Everyone knows that tenders are a mark and distinction, but I'm afraid that no amount of tenders will save you in the end. We diesels are taking over, and we don't need tenders to make us important, not even one.
Michael Angelis: Gordon was most upset.
Gordon: I'm not happy.
Duck: I know.
Michael Angelis: Put in Duck brightly.
Duck: It's boiler-ache.
Gordon: It's not boiler-ache.
Michael Angelis: Protested Gordon.
Gordon: It's...
Henry: Of course it is.
Michael Angelis: Interrupted Henry.
Henry: That water's bad. Your boiler must be full of sludge. Have a good wash-out, then you feel a different engine.
Gordon: Don't be vulgar.
Michael Angelis: Huffed Gordon.
Tom Clements: Numberjack Two was very great. Especially for Gordon, who was much better already.
Michael Angelis: But Henry started complaining. He banged some trucks angrily.
Henry: I always worked hard enough for two.
Michael Angelis: He puffed.
Henry: I deserved another tender.
Michael Angelis: Duck whispered something to Donald. He was going to play a trick on Henry.
Duck: Henry?
Michael Angelis: He asked innocently.
Duck: Would you like my tenders?
Henry: Yours?! What have you got to do with tenders?
Duck: All right.
Michael Angelis: Said Duck.
Duck: The deals off. Would you like them, Donald?
Donald: I wouldn't deprive you of the honor.
Michael Angelis: Replied Donald.
Duck: It is a great honor.
Michael Angelis: Continued Duck thoughtfully.
Duck: But I'm only a tank engine. Perhaps James might...
Henry: I'm sorry I was rude.
Michael Angelis: Said Henry hastily.
Henry: How many tenders have you and when can I have them?
Duck: Uh, hmm, I have six and you can have them this evening.
Henry: Six lovely tenders!
Michael Angelis: Chortled Henry.
Henry: What a splendid sight I'll be.
Michael Angelis: But Henry wasn't a splendid sight at all. His six tenders were very old, dirty and filled with boiler sludge.
Gordon: Have a good wash-out, Henry?
Michael Angelis: Called a voice.
Gordon: That's right. You'll feel a different engine now.
Michael Angelis: Henry was not sure, but he thought his voice belongs to Gordon's.