Moral: usefulness before cleanliness/a change is as good as a rest
Short Synopsis: Isobella enjoys staying clean and avoiding all the dirty work around the quarry, and even when Miss Jenny sends her to collect fuel drums, she still manages to keep clean. Isobella feels very pleased with herself, but when Jack gets stuck in the mud, Isobella comes to his rescue and gets more than she bargains for in the process!
(Scene starts with a sunset zooming over the quarry near Harwick with Miss Jenny's machines at work)
It was nearing the end of a busy day at the quarry near the Harwick branch line. Miss Jenny's machines were just finishing up their loads for the day. But Jack and Alfie were still digging near the construction site.
Jack: (lowers his bucket and stops by Alfie) We've dug up every last hole at the site today.
Alfie: (turns with a bucket full of dirt) More digging means more dirt.
Jack
And (together, chanting) And more dirt means more fun! (chuckle)
Alfie:
(Alfie stops but jumps when he sees Isobella roll by, dropping the dirt from his bucket)
Alfie: (gasps) Whoa!
Isobella: (rolling out of the way just as the dirt hits the ground) Oi! Careful, Alfie. Mind my paint, will you?
Alfie: Sorry, Isobella. Got a little distracted, that's all.
Isobella: Accidents happen, Alfie. But that gives no need to make a mess, especially of my paintwork…(rolling around to face Alfie, smiling)…which you're lucky you didn't dirty after all. That's what's important.
Jack: (rolling up beside Alfie and across from Isobella) Isobella, why are you always so concerned about keeping yourself clean?
Isobella: If either of you had a smart shiny paintwork like me, then I think you'd both realize how important being clean is.
Alfie: (sighs) But that's just it, isn't it, Isobella? We love digging so much that we don't even bother to fuss about our paintwork.
Jack: You're a lorry who hauls loads so that's the difference. Besides digging dirt is a fun job. Perhaps you'd enjoy it once given the chance.
Isobella: Better still, it's all about appearance as far as I'm concerned. Mark my words, the only reason Miss Jenny assigns to the work I do in this quarry alone is because she knows how important it is for me to keep myself shiny and clean. (honks her horn and rolls slowly around) Good day, you two. (rolls away)
Jack: (puzzled, jokingly) Hmm, I wonder what sort of fuel she's taken this morning. Getting dirty is all the benefit we receive from from working in The Pack. But for Isobella, it seems different.
Alfie: Never mind her, Jack. Isobella has her own perspectives of working with us, and like the rest of us, she is a credit to the crew; in her place. (raising his bucket) Just we have our place working here at the site. (rolls around and lowers his bucket to lift the next load, leading Jack to do the same)
And with that, the two friends set back to work.
(Kelly and Miss Jenny are in the yard when Isobella arrives)
Isobella returned to the yard where Kelly and Miss Jenny were waiting.
Kelly: (honking his horn) Good evening, Isobella.
Isobella: Sure is, Kelly. I managed to maintain my record of keeping myself clean all day.
Kelly: So I see. No other machine in this quarry has been able to hold that after all.
Isobella: (proudly) I know.
Miss Jenny: (clearing her throat) Indeed. Very useful. Once again, Isobella, I am very impressed. But keep in mind as long as you're in The Pack under my leadership that usefulness comes far before cleanliness in your line of work here in the quarry.
Isobella: I'm aware. And I don't need a load of gravel or a large bucket to prove it. (jumps at the sound of Max and Monty's horns)
Just then, Max and Monty raced speedily down the hillside, full of mischief.
Max: I'll get to the yard first!
Monty: No! I will!
Max: I will!
Monty: I will!
Max: I will!
Monty: I will!
Kelly: (as the twins reach the yard) Max! Monty! Look out!
(Max and Monty groan to a hard stop, blowing dust everywhere)
Miss Jenny: (coughing as the dust flows by) Well, I never!
Isobella: (qucikly reversing from the dust) Watch out, you great clumsy roadhogs! You could've spoilt my paintwork!
Max: Ooh. (sarcastically and tauntingly) Sorry, Isobella. (revving his wheels with Monty doing the same, blowing more dust)
Miss Jenny: That is quite enough! Max, Monty, return to your sheds now!
Max: (turning around) I'll get there first!
Monty: No! I will! (racing by Isobella) Later, "Your Cleanliness." (races out of sight)
Kelly: (sighs) Twins will be twins, Isobella. But with Max and Monty, you'd wish there was a prime exception.
Isobella: (coughing and spluttering) Say that again. My paint was nearly ruined.
Miss Jenny: (sighs) Well, you're lucky the day's work is over then, Isobella. Now it's best that both of you get a good night's sleep. You'll need it for the morning after all.
Isobella
And (laughing) Yes, Miss Jenny. (head out of the yard, Miss Jenny waving after
Kelly: them)
(Scene continues with nighttime over the quarry, Isobella fast asleep in her shed)
Later that night, Isobella went happily to sleep, dreaming of how clean she had kept herself all day and how she would continue doing so in the day's work that followed.
(Scene shifts to morning over the quarry with the machines running about)
The next morning, Miss Jenny sent her machines to a useful day's work. Jack and Alfie continued digging around the site. Patrick set off to collect concrete from the other side of the quarry, while Nelson took the workmen to destinations far across the site. Miss Jenny came to see Isobella at her shed.
Miss Jenny: Ah, there you are, Isobella.
Isobella: Good morning, Miss Jenny.
Miss Jenny: Oh, it sure is, Isobella. And I have an important job for you, as you have nothing else to do at the moment.
Isobella: Oh, no. Not at all.
Miss Jenny: Mmm, well, I'd like you to head over to the other side of the quarry and pick up some fuel drums from the depot.
Isobella: Oh. Well, sure, Miss Jenny. The machines can't run without fuel after all, now, can they?
Miss Jenny: (nodding) Mmm, no. It's very essential you got it here and back all in good time, Isobella.
Isobella: (confidently) You can count on me. (revs her wheels and starts up to leave her shed before suddenly stopping and thinking)
Just then, Isobella remembered the barrier that connected between the site and the depot.
Isobella: Wait a minute. Does that mean I have to cross the other side through that barrier?
Miss Jenny: (turning around) Yes, Isobella. That shouldn't be too much of a problem now for you, should it?
Isobella: Well, you see, I'd rather take the long way round because…
Miss Jenny: That won't be necessary. I wouldn't want to risk the chances of ones of my machines running out of fuel. We only found out about the shortage this morning.
Isobella: But…can't Jack or Alfie do it? They don't mind getting dirty and I wouldn't mind doing all the odd jobs in their place.
Miss Jenny: (sternly) Jack and Alfie have their own work to do, Isobella. Their place resides around the ground areas in the site, digging. Your place resides all around the quarry, hauling heavy loads. And really useful machines in my Pack don't argue.
Isobella: But…but…(Miss Jenny clears her throat and gives a stern look so she sighs and heads off)
Isobella wasn't happy being given work that could potentially spoil her paintwork. She didn't mind taking trips to the depot but she usually took the long way round to get through the journey without getting dirty. When she arrived at the barrier, she met Nelson, who was waiting for the workmen as they inspected the barrier.
Isobella: (looking at the workmen, curiously) What are those men doing inside, Nelson?
Nelson: It's plain and obvious. I was assigned to take them here to inspect the barrier in case of landslides occurring. However, it does seem safe enough to proceed from the looks of it.
Isobella: I'd never had any intention of going inside there anyway, but Miss Jenny insisted in me doing it over the long and clean way round.
Nelson: (chuckles) Usefulness before cleanliness, Isobella.
Isobella: (moving towards the barrier) Huh! (rolls inside as the workmen head back towards Nelson)
As Isobella made her way through the barrier, rubble fell from both sides towards the ground, but this didn't stop the machines from making their journey through and back again. Isobella had to be very cautious about her paintwork in this sort of condition…or at least she thought. However, it wasn't necessarily her paintwork that got affected along Isobella's journey. She had used her wheels to block the dirt away by treading the grounds constantly. Before she knew it, she had reached the other side.
Isobella: I made it! And all in one piece as well. Clever me. (races away)
As Isobella reached the depot, Patrick was there, picking an extra delivery of concrete. It was being stored in a large steel skip and loaded onto his flatbed. The men were working to seal the container so that it would be safe to transport.
Patrick: Well, now. Look who finally made her way through the barrier.
Isobella: (stopping across from Patrick) And not a scratch on me, Patrick. Being clean is surely a specialty of mine, isn't it?
Patrick: Not with a full flatbed, it won't be.
Isobella: What do you mean? It's only a load of fuel drums.
Patrick: Heavier loads slow you down, Isobella. And you only got lucky the first time making through the barrier because it was the only task you were focused on. On the journey back, the only thing you have to worry about is that you don't spill the load and disappoint Miss Jenny. Face it, Isobella. You won't be able to keep yourself clean with a heavy load. I've gone back and forth through this quarry loads of times. (rolls away)
Isobella thought hard about what Patrick had said, and began to wonder whether or not he could be right.
(Scene continuously shifts to Isobella's flatbed being filled up with fuel drums)
It wasn't long before the workmen finished loading Isobella's flatbed. As soon as the job was done, she was ready to go.
(Isobella honks and rolls away, the workmen waving after her)
Isobella arrived back at the barrier and looked inside. Rubble was still sliding down from both sides and the journey looked even more risky than ever. But she wasn't going to give up.
Isobella: (confidently) Dirty or not, I must find my way back to the site. My friends are counting on me. (rolls further into the barrier)
And with a brave effort, Isobella made her way through. But she was going so fast that eventually her wheels skidded out of control. Isobella found herself that she couldn't stop. She slammed her brakes hard before coming to a complete stop. Her driver was concerned.
Driver: That was a hard stop. We must never do that again, Isobella. We must reach the other side no matter what condition you may end up in.
Isobella knew her driver was right and slowly but carefully, she pressed on. She watched with caution as the rubble rolled down and formed into dirt from both sides. Right behind her, Max and Monty were racing down the slope at a tremendous speed. The two naughty dump trucks had left their operators at the site before going to pick up another load. They began their old tricks when they saw Isobella.
(Max startles Isobella by overtaking her)
Max: (racing by, blowing dust) Coming through! (laughs and races off, leaving Isobella and her driver coughing up dust)
Monty: (racing by, blowing more dust) Pardon me, "Your Cleanliness". (laughs and races off)
But Isobella just ignored them.
Isobella: (panting) Must keep going. As long as this barrier holds. (presses on at an increased speed)
Before she knew it, the barrier had come to an end…and Isobella had found her way back to the site. Nelson was there and so were the workmen. They cheered as Isobella passed through.
Nelson: Isobella! You did it! What a brave truck you are.
Isobella: (relieved) Thanks, Nelson.
When Isobella returned to the yard, Patrick was surprised to see her.
Patrick: How did you manage to stay so clean?
Isobella: The question is, Patrick, how did I manage to stay so clean and deliver your fuel with affecting my paintwork?
Patrick: (puzzled) But…but..
Isobella: (politely) You're welcome, Patrick.
Patrick: (indignantly) That's not what I was going to say.
But before he could say anything else, Miss Jenny arrived, and she was glad to see Isobella indeed.
Miss Jenny: Spot on, Isobella! You delivered the fuel drums all in good time. You'd surely make a mother proud.
Isobella: (sighs, relieved) Thanks, Miss Jenny.
Isobella was tired, but she never couldn't have felt more like a credit to The Pack.
Kelly: (rolling up) Congratulations, Isobella. And I see you've managed to keep yourself shiny and clean. You never do this work often, do you?
Isobella: Not through that barrier, I don't, Kelly. But now that I'm still in good form, I don't mind it anymore. Even though the work I usually do seems more relaxing.
Kelly: It just comes to show that a change is as good as a rest.
Isobella: I couldn't agree more, Kelly. And I was glad to witness it too…(chuckles slightly)…on occasion, that is.
But Isobella said that too soon. The moment Patrick's operator started up his engine, it came to a sudden stop. He started up it again a few times over, but the moment he did it every time, it would die down again.
Patrick: (confused) What has happened to me? I can't deliver my cement in a state like this.
Miss Jenny: (sighs) You're absolutely right, Patrick. You can't. But not to worry. I'll send Nelson down to pick you up and take you to the fitter's as soon as he's done dropping off the workmen for their tea. In the meantime, I'll need a volunteer to take the cement over the other side of the quarry.
Isobella: (confidently) Me. I'll do it, Miss Jenny.
Miss Jenny: (surprised) Isobella? Are you sure?
Isobella: Yes. If I was able to carry a load of fuel drums through the barrier, I believe I can do this.
Miss Jenny: Oh, that's fine, Isobella. You can take your time as well. The workmen won't need it probably until after their hourly tea break.
Isobella: Alright then. I'll take the long way round.
In no time at all, the workmen hauled the steel skip of concrete onto Isobella's flatbed and tied it down from side to side. Then they headed off for their tea break. Isobella felt confident, but Patrick still wasn't very impressed.
Patrick: (doubtfully) You may have kept yourself clean once, Isobella, but hauling concrete is obviously heavier then a load fuel drums, and I always get covered in dust as an aftereffect. You'll never keep clean doing my work. I guarantee it.
Isobella: I'll make it there and back on one piece, Patrick. Just you wait and see.
And before Patrick could say anything else, Isobella set off.
(Scene fades out on Patrick's puzzled face and shifts to Isobella rolling along the road)
Isobella had never felt so proud to be a steam truck. She could now work hard AND keep her paintwork nice and clean too. She was sure that delivering concrete would be a simple task to complete as well. Little did she know thought that trouble was racing right around the corner.
(Max and Monty race speedily down with their gravel load and approach Isobella from both sides)
Max: Hello, Bella. Care for a race?
Isobella: (assertively) No! Just run along now with your grimy loads and stay out of my way.
Monty: Have it your way then. (speeds up and blows dirt towards towards Isobella, Max doing the same)
Isobella: (coughing) That's enough! Both of you! Please stop!
But Max and Monty paid no attention. Isobella sped up and overtook them. Max and Monty were surprised as the dust blew towards them. Infuriated, the two dump trucks raced side-by-side to catch up with Isobella. She was trundling as fast as she could to get away from them, but it was a steep climb up the hill. Max and Monty were hot on her trail.
Isobella: (hearing Max and Monty laugh) I can't let those two spoil my paintwork. I can't.
Almost by the time she was at the top, she had a plan.
Isobella: (to herself) Max and Monty will probably form a surprise move on me. But they'll both have what's coming to them.
Trundling slowly, Isobella waited until she reached the top of the hill. Max and Monty were only a few inches behind when she came to a sudden stop.
(Isobella breaks hard and stops at the top of the hill, startling Max and Monty as they race by and down the hill)
Max and Monty raced down the hill at an uncontrollable speed.
Max: (wailing) Whoa! Whoa! I never expected to go this fast! Did you, Monty?
Monty: (wailing) No, Max! I didn't!
There was nothing their operators could do either. So they jumped clear at the bottom of the hill as soon as the twins swerved from side to side.
Max: (wailing, swerving towards) Whoa! Whooooa!
Monty: (shutting his eyes) Look out, Max!
(Max swerves towards Monty in a panic)
Max shut his eyes as the two dump trucks clashed into one another.
CRASH!
Gravel went flying into the air…(Isobella stops and watches in shock and amazement as the gravel falls back down again)…and landed right all over Max and Monty.
(Max and Monty's operators run over in shock at the incident)
Max: Cinders and gravel dust! (to Monty) I never expected that to happen. Did you?
Monty: Mmm…no. Not really.
Isobella: (chuckles) Neither did I. (cheekily) Sorry, Max and Monty, didn't mean to surprise you like that. But I'm not the filthy one now, am I? (chuckles even louder)
(Max and Monty sigh, groan and roll their eyes)
Max and Monty feel rather embarrassed. Isabella's plan had worked. She thought she had had the last laugh, but unfortunately, that didn't last too long.
(Isobella stops laughing when she sees Miss Jenny walking up in a huff, clearing her throat and glaring)
Miss Jenny: What on earth has happened here?
Max: Well, you see, Miss, it's not actually earth. It's…it's…
Monty: (sighs) Gravel dust.
Max: Yeah. Yeah…
Miss Jenny: (sighs frustratedly) Oh, enough, you two! You should know better than to race down the hill at such a dangerous speed. You could have hurt your operators too. What were you thinking?
Max: Well, it's not actually all our fault, Miss.
Monty: Yeah, we were kind of…distracted.
Miss Jenny: (sharply) I know. (looking at Isobella) I foresaw the whole thing from the top of the hill. (Isobella gulps nervously as Miss Jenny walks further towards her) Max and Monty would have never had an accident if it weren't for you, Isobella. You obviously stopped like that on purpose.
Monty: Yeah!
Miss Jenny: Silence! (sighs and continues) Now, Isobella, I'd find it much appreciative if you could explain yourself for all this.
Isobella: (sighs) I'm sorry, Miss Jenny. I didn't mean for this accident to happen. (indignantly) But Max and Monty were trying to filthy my paintwork with gravel dust. (Miss Jenny listens hard, looking sternly at Max and Monty who gulp) I thought I could keep those two out of my sight if I taught them a lesson and pulled a surprise move on them and that way, I could finish my delivery without fuss.
Miss Jenny: Hmm. Well that's the last load you'll be making to the other side of the quarry today, Isobella.
Isobella: Pardon?
(Max and Monty snigger at Isobella, until Miss Jenny faces them too)
Miss Jenny: Thanks to the unrelenting carelessness combined by the three of you, you will all confine to odd jobs in the yard. (coughs quietly) That is, of course, after you're done delivering your loads as of this instant.
And that was Miss Jenny's final word. Isobella dropped off her load at the cement works on the other side, while Max and Monty made the trip and back with a new load of gravel. Later, Isobella was dropping some supplies at the fitter's yard. Patrick was there, still under repairs.
Patrick: (half-suppressed laugh) Still managed to stay clean, did you?
Isobella: (sighs) Yes, I'm afraid. And at the expense of my work too. (indignantly) It's all Max and Monty's fault. Now all three of us are confined to odd jobs in the yard for the rest of the day, and Nelson's doing the concrete run instead.
Patrick: You're lucky to even still be standing on your own four wheels, Isobella. I mean, look at me. (sighs) You could say I still have a while to go before I can start work again.
But even Patrick's advice couldn't cheer Isobella up. She felt rather unhappy with herself.
(Isobella sighs and rolls away. Scene shits to Kelly and Miss Jenny at the yard)
Back at the yard, Kelly was putting the last of the slate tiles into place. They were being used to build a new storage shed, but construction was taking a lot of time and the grime dust pounded Kelly's paintwork as an aftereffect. But Kelly didn't mind. He taken his time with the slate tiles and Miss Jenny was more than proud.
Miss Jenny: (sighs) I believe that's all the tiles for today, Kelly. Ready for the workmen to use for building first thing in the morning. I'm very proud of you.
Kelly: Thanks, Miss Jenny. It surely takes time to haul the heaviest loads, but I don't mind. As long as I'm still running on my crane and four wheels, it doesn't matter to me.
Miss Jenny: (nodding her head, watching as Isobella pulls up) Mmm, yes.
Isobella: The supplies are all delivered to the fitter's, Miss Jenny.
Miss Jenny: (sternly) Yes, well, that's good to know, Isobella. I do believe that's all the tasks I need you to follow here in the yard. Max and Monty still have loads to deliver, but you may return to your shed now. Perhaps it will give you a clear mind on your work in the morning.
Isobella: (sighs) Yes, miss. (rolls away while Kelly sighs and expresses a look of sympathy)
Kelly felt rather sorry for Isobella, but he knew deep down that she had learnt her lesson, and that it was only for the best for a very special friend.
(Scene shifts to Jack and Alfie digging near the site)
Meanwhile, Jack and Alfie were digging a hole near the site where the new storage shed was going to be built. The two best friends were having great fun and didn't mind the dust affecting their paintwork.
Jack: More digging means dirt.
Alfie: And more dirt means more fun!
And the good friends laughed…until they saw Isobella. Isobella was still feeling very sorry for herself and Jack and Alfie could see this by the look on her face.
Jack: (raising his bucket) Hello, Isobella.
But even the sight of Jack and Alfie, or even the foundation could cheer up Isobella.
(Jack lowers his bucket in confusion as both he and Alfie look hard at Isobella)
Alfie: (puzzled) I wonder what's making her so down in the dumps.
Jack: Me too. (thinks for a moment, then feels better and raises his bucket) Ah, well. We'll ask her later. I'm off to collect more dirt. Let's go.
Alfie realized that Jack must be right. What neither of them realized was that a puddle of quicksand stood in their direction by the bridge crossing over the river. Some of the torrents swept and formed into the sand puddle, making it very muddy indeed. Jack thought the journey was going fine, but Alfie didn't detect the puddle from behind just yet. (Alfie's eyes widen) By the time he did, it was too late.
Alfie: Jack! Look out!
Jack: (surprised) What? (looks down at the puddle towards in shock) Uh oh!
Jack's operator jumped clear.
SPLASH!
When Jack opened his eyes, he found himself up to his wheels in quicksand.
Jack: Help! Help!
Isobella: (stops when she hears Jack calling) That must be Jack. He sounds like he's in trouble. (reverses and turns down in the distance)
Alfie: (running over the bridge and in front of Jack) Hang on, Jack. (edging closer and raising his bucket) Quick! Raise up your bucket!
Jack: (struggling) I…can't! (revs his bucket a 1/4 way up several times over) This is the highest it goes in this condition.
Then…the quicksand stopped. It couldn't take any more of Jack's weight, but Jack was well and truly stuck. Then, Isobella raced into view. The quicksand slowly took in more pressure to Jack's weight.
Isobella: (nervously) What's the problem, you two?
Alfie: Jack's arm won't reach up far enough. I'm far too small for my cable to reach out to him anyway. I might stick too.
Isobella: Don't worry, Alfie. I have a plan.
Jack: (jokingly) Um, excuse me too. Sorry to interrupt but I'd like to get out of the sand now, please? (chuckles nervously, then startles as the sand pulls him down even more)
Isobella knew there was no time to make haste with her paintwork now. Slowly but cautiously, she moved halfway until her front wheels reached the torrent. Jack and Alfie's operators quickly attached Isobella's cable between her and Jack.
(Jack and Alfie's operators give Isobella's driver the signal and he nods his head back)
Alfie: You can do it, Isobella. Careful now.
(Isobella revs her wheels hard, splashing dirt and mud across the ground)
Jack: (timidly) Watch it.
Isobella: (revving harder) Trust me on this, Jack. I'm your friend. We'll be out of this before you can say…(revving and grunting)…Safety First! (revs her wheels even harder and pulls)
Isobella revved her hardest until Jack was finally clear of the mud.
(Isobella pulls Jack roughly through the sand and the revving of her wheels causes mud to splash everywhere.)
As they made it out, mud shot into the air…(Jack, Alfie and Isobella watch in amazement as the mud splatters right down)…and splattered right all over Isobella. Her paint wasn't shiny and clean anymore. But Jack was safe and sound.
Alfie: (amazed) Isobella, you did it!
Isobella: (sighs sadly) My beautiful paintwork.
(Kelly, Nelson, Max and Monty race down the hill towards the site)
The other machines came rushing to the scene, just in time to see everything.
Nelson: My! Outstanding performance, Isobella!
Kelly: Indeed. We could see the whole show just from up the site there.
Max and Monty didn't know what to say, before anyone could say anything else, Miss Jenny pulled up in her car.
Jack: Thank you, Isobella. I'm sorry about your paintwork.
Isobella: (sighs) No problem, Jack. I'm just glad you're safe. That's what's more important after all.
Miss Jenny: (walking up) I agree. Spot on, Isobella. You have saved the day.
Isobella: Thanks, Miss Jenny. I just felt better to have put my friends before anything else that was important to me.
Miss Jenny: (chuckling) That's what matters the most, Isobella. And you've learnt that usefulness does come before cleanliness. But maybe a little wash down will fix that up. You deserve it.
Nelson: I'll take her and Jack there right away.
Isobella: (chuckling) Take your time, Nelson. I don't mind.
Miss Jenny: It's a good thing you don't. I'm glad you've learnt your lesson. That's why I'm proud to announce that you will start your usual jobs again first thing in the morning. We could use your help, perhaps, with building the new storage shed.
Isobella: With pleasure. (jokingly) Depending on the cost of the aftereffect of course.
(The machines share laugh, except for Max and Monty, who glance at each other and sigh, looking at Isobella)
Max: We know it's easy to say, Isobella, but…we're sorry.
(Isobella smiles back at the twins in forgiveness)
Monty: (jokingly) I must admit, though, we do like your new paint job.
When Isobella heard this, she could only laugh. She'd still keep in mind about her appearance in future, but she didn't mind doing dirty jobs, knowing that a wash down at the end of the day would keep her well satisfied.
(Miss Jenny and the machines all laugh as the scene zooms out over the quarry, ending the episode)
Up Next: Too Many Goods
Moral: everyone needs help sometimes/too much of anything is not good
Short Synopsis: Daisy enjoys both passengers and goods, and when Ryan is in need of repair at the SteamWorks, she vows to run the whole Arlesburgh branch line by herself. However, Donald and Douglas are sent to work in Ryan's place and Daisy constantly rejects their help...until she gets into a mix-up with her passengers.