Parody of Thomas the tank engine & Friends season 4

I don't own either Blackdder and Thomas the Tank Engine

Sorry for any of those felt insulted because it is a parody that dose not make no sense at all!

James Goes Forth

Main starring

James the Red Engine as Captain James Redadder

Thomas the Tank Engine as Lieutenant Thomas St. Matthias Brighton

Percy the Small Engine as Private Percy Small

Henry the Green Engine as General Henry Green "Inanity" Stanier

Oliver the Second Great Western Engine as Captain Oliver Great Western

Major Star
"The Southern Revolution produces two appalling results - an offensive by Skaries and a really offensive City Truro impression by Percy."

Guest Starred:
Molly the Yellow Engine as Driver Bob Molly Holden (Molly)

Scene 1: The dug out

James is sitting on his bunk reading a book with Thomas whistling an off-key tune in the background

Thomas: You a bit cheesed off sir?

James: Thomas, the moment this awful war began I was cheesed off. Withing ten minutes of you turning up...I finished the cheese and moved on to the coffee and cigars. And at this stage I'm in a taxi, with two maid friends heading for the Pink Pussycat Club in lower Regent Street

Thomas: Because sir if you are a bit cheesed off there's one that'll cheer you up, and that's a City Truro I love the old City, don't you agree sir!

James: Actually no. I find 'is films about as funny as getting an arrow through the neck and then discovering there's a gas bill tied to it!

Thomas: Begin your pardon Cap, but come off! His films are ball bounce funny!

James: They're rubbish

Thomas: Alright, why let's consult the men for a casting vote, shall we? (Calls) Percy!

(Enter Percy)

Percy: Sir?

Thomas: City Truro, Percy. What do you think of him?

Percy: Oh sir, he's as funny as a vegetable that's grown into a rude and amusing shape, sir.

James: So you agree with me then! Not funny at all!

Thomas: oh c'mon sir! In that last film of his when he kicked that Frenchmen in the ass-end I thought that I'd die!

James: Well if that's your idea of comedy, we can provide our own without spending a hay'penny for the admission

(James takes off Percy's hat and drops it on the floor. When Percy bends down to pick it up, James kicks him in the ass-end)

James: Did you find that funny?

Thomas: Well of course not sir! But City Truro is a geniuses

James: They certainly is a genius Thomas! They's found a way to get paid a $million a year for wearing a pair of stupid trousers! Did you find that funny Percy?

Percy: What funny sir?

(James did what he had done a second ago)

James: That funny

Percy: No sir! And you shouldn't do that sir. Cause that is a borjour act of repression!

James: What?

Percy: I think I smelt it sir, there's something afoot in the wind. The huddled masses yearning to be free!

James: Percy, have you been at Sergeant Charlie Purple's tank's oil again?

Percy: No sir! I've been sopping the milk of freedom. Already, our Southern' comrades are poised on the brink of revolution. And here too, sir, the huddled what's-names such as myself, sir, are ready to throw off the hated oppressors like you, and Lieutenant. Present company accepted, sir

James: Go clean out the bogs

Percy: Yes Sir! Right away sir!

Thomas: Now the reason why City is so funny...

James: Oh no

Thomas: ...is that he's part of the great music hall tradition

James: Oh yes! The great Sudric music hall tradition. Two man with completely unconvincing cockney accents saying, "What's up with you then?"
"What's up with me then?"
"Yeah, what's up with you then?"
"I'll tell ya what's what's up with me is that I'm right browned off! That's what's up with me!"
"Right browned off..."
(Shouts) GET ON WITH IT!

Thomas: (Chuckling) Now sir that was funny! You should go on the pulls yourself!

James: Why thank you Thomas, but I don't think I can keep up with the excitement!

(Cheering from outside. Enter Percy with a newspaper)

Percy: Sir, sir, it's all over the trenches!

James: Well, mop it up then!

Percy: No! No sir, the news. The Southern' revolution has started! The masses have risen up and shovelled their knobs!

Thomas: Well hoorah!

James: (Reading newspaper) Oh no! The Southern have pulled out of the war!

Thomas: Well we soon saw them off didn't we? Miserable, slant eyed, cake eating swine!

James: The Southern Railway were on our side

Thomas: Really? Oh!

James: And they've abandoned the northern front

Percy: And they've overthrown and shot Robert who used to be bizzare.

James: Who used to be THE TSAR! Any way, since this new communist regime has made peace with Kaiser Percival, over half a million Skarloey troops are leaving the north and coming over here. With the purpose of using my balls for target practice! There's only one thing, I'm going to have to desert, and I'm doing it right now

(Enter General Henry, unexpectantly)

Henry: You leaving us captain?

James: No sir

Henry: Good, because I want your help to shoot some deserters later on. There have been some adverse muttering amongst the men. You'll recall the Small army at Ballamaddey, where the top officers experienced horrendous uprisings from the bottom

James: Yes sir. But that was traced to a shipment of chocolate

Henry: Nonsense! And now that the Southern have followed suit, I'll be dashed if I let the same thing happen here

James: So, what are we going to do sir?

Henry: We're going to have a concert party to boost the men's morale

Thomas: A concert party?! Well hurrah!

Henry: You fancy a night at a concert party Captain?

James: Well, quite frankly sir, I'd rather spend a night on top of a step ladder in No Men's Land smoking endless cigarettes through an illuminous balaclava!

Henry: Yes, I knew it's wasn't quite your cup of tea. But we are looking for someone to organize it though. Not a tough grizzled soldier like yourself, but some damp eyed, Nancy boy who is prepared to spen the rest of the war in the Suddery Palladium

James: The show's going to the Suddery Palladium sir?

Henry: Well it's no use crushing a rebellion over here only to return to Suddery where everyman is wearing overalls and breaking wind in the halls of St. Louc! So I've come up with a cunning set of questions, in which to test a candidate's suitability

James: And what questions would these be sir?

Henry: Well the first question is, do you like City Truro

James: (To Thomas) Dismissed Lt. (Thomas exits) "Do you like City Truro?" Indeed a cunning question. To which my answer would be, yes! I love them! Especially the amusing kicks

(Thomas sticks his head round the dug-out's entrance)

Thomas: Funny sir! Cause I thought...

James: Goodbye Thomas!

Henry: And the section is do you like music hall?

James: Ah yes, another brilliant question. To which my answer would be yes! Absolutely love it sir! (Starts singing in a cockney accent) "Whoops! Mr. Breeching, 'Ow's ya axes an' knives!"

Henry: Yes, well if a candidate said yes to both of those questions, I'd assume that they were the perfect for the jo...WAIT A MINUTE! Without knowing it captain, you've shown me that you can do the job

James: Have I sir?

Henry: Yes sir! You have sir! And I want you to start work straight away. Let's say a couple of shows over this weekend and hopefully we'll start you off in Suddery, well, next Monday

James: Oh dash!

Henry: Now if you need help with backstage and so on, I'll lend you my driver if you want (Calls) Bob!

(Enter a young female girl)

Bob: (Militaristically.) Driver Bob Holden reporting for duty sir!

Henry: Stand easy Bob! Stand easy. Captain James, this is Bob Holden

James: Bob?

Bob: Good morning sir!

James: Unusual name for a girl

Henry: Well it would be an unusual name for a girl. But it's a pretty straight forward name for a young chap like you, eh, Bob? Now Bob I want you to bunk up with the captain here for a few days

Bob: Yes sir

Henry: I think you two'll get along James, he has a splendid sense of humour

James: He sir? He? HE?

Henry: You see! You're laughing already! If you two have got some spare time, you could get to know each other. Play a game of cribbage

(Henry departs)

James: So, you're a chap are you Bob Holden?

Bob: Oh yes sir. Hahaha! Grrrrr!

James: Well, let me put it another way Bob, You ARE a girl. And you're a girl with as much talent for disguise as a lion in dark sunglasses trying to get into a 'Wildcat Only' golf club! And I'm gonna tell, right now

Bob: Oh no sir! Please don't give me away! I just wanted to be like my brothers and sign up. I wanted to see how a war is thought, so badly

James: Well, you've come to the right place Bob! A war hasn't been fought this badly since Baxter the Insane, high chief of all the Vikings, accidently ordered 500,000 battle helmets with the horns on the inside

Bob: I want to do my bit for the boys sir!

James: oh really?

Bob: I'll do anything sir

James: Yes, but I'd keep that to myself if I were you Ok Bob?

Scene 2: The dug out

(Bob and James are sorting through the acts)

James: Right Bob. Th second half starts with Private Mavis and Toby as "The Three Silly Twerps". The big joke being there's only two of them

(Percy chuckles)

Percy: I know that, it always cracks me up, sir.

James: Followed by Percy's impression of City Truro

(Percy put's on a bowler hat)

Yes, Bob take a telegram will you?

Bob: Yes sir

James: City Truro
Great West Studios, Swindon
Congrats. STOP. Found only men in world less funny than you. STOP. Name: Percy. STOP. Yours Captain James. Oh and put a P.S. Please, please, please. STOP. Then we have ladies and gentlemen, the highlight of our show

Percy: Ta-da...

(Enter Thomas wearing a frock)

Thomas: I feel fantastic!

James: Gorgeous Tomelia. The traditional soldier's drag act

Percy: You look absolutely lovely, sir.

James: Percy, the Lt. looks like what all troopers look on these occasions as feninate as W.G. Grace! At least you've made an effort with the dress, what about your costume Percy?

Percy: I'm in it, sir.

James: I see, so you City Truro costume consists only of that hat

Percy: Yay sir. (Get's out a matchbox) Except that in this box, I've a dead slug as a brilliant false moustache.

James: How are you to attach it to your face?

Percy: Well, I was hoping to persuade the slug to cling on, sir.

James: Percy, the slug is dead. If it failed to cling on to life, I see no reason why it should cling on to your upper lip

Thomas: Percy, slugs are always a problem. What you want to do is to screw your face up like this, so you can clamp it between your top lip an' ya nose

Percy: What? Like this, sir? (Percy screws his face up and tilts his head backwards)

Thomas: That's it! Sir, sir, there's a visitor to see you

James: (Being sarcastic) Good lord, Mr. Truro! This is indeed an honour! This calls for some sort of celebration. Percy! Percy!

Thomas: Sir! That is extraordinary because this isn't Truro at all! This IS Percy!

Percy: It is, it's *me*, sir!

James: I know, I know. I was in fact being sarcastic

Thomas: Oh!

James: everything goes over you head doesn't it Thomas? You should go to Spain and become a limbo dancer

Scene 3: Opening night

(Applause. James is counting box office money. While Bob has watched Thomas finished performing)

Bob: They love him, sir. We're a hit!

James: Yes, within the span of one night, I've become the most successful impersonation since the manager of the Canadian Pacific Railway decided to put Brits and Yanks on the same bill

Percy: Sir, some people seem to think I was best! Do you agree?

James: Percy, there are tribes in the Amazon untouched by civilization that have developed more convincing City Truro impressions than yours

Bob: He's coming off

(Thomas enters through the curtain carrying a bouquet of flowers)

Thomas: What do you think, Bob, one more? God, I love attention! (goes off stage to join James and company) It's in my blood and in my soul! Percy put these in some water will you? Well what'd you think captain. I know I was hopeless wasn't I?

(Percy dunks the flowers into the vase upside-down)

Thomas: I need that applause in the same way that a osler needs his osle.

Bob: Well done, sir!

James: Well...

Thomas: Now, you're just trying to be nice sir, but I can take it. I mean I was hopeless wasn't I sir?

James: Well...

Thomas: Come now, be brutally honest

James: Thomas...you were completely awful!

(Thomas breaks into heavy sobs)

But you can't argue with the box office! Personally I thought you were the worst impressionist since Catch Me Who Can went through Rocket's lunch box and ate his coal. But since I'm in a minority, look out Suddery! Here we come...

Scene 4: Staff HQ

(Oliver is sitting at his desk. Enter James)

James: Ah, Oliver!

Oliver: Ah, Jamie. I must say James I had the most splendid evening

James: I'm glad you enjoyed the show

Oliver: The show? I didn't go to the show. I had important regimental business to take care of

James: A lorry load of paperclips arrive?

Oliver: Two lorry loads actually

(Enter Henry)

Henry: Welcome to the great director! Maestro!

James: You enjoyed it then sir?

Henry: Well it was mostly awful, but I did enjoy the slug balancer

James: Private Percy sir?

Henry: Yes, the slug fell off a couple times, but you can't have everything can you! I just suggest a little more practice and perhaps a little sparkly costume for the slug

James: I'll pass that on sir

Henry: But I saw the show as nothing but a triumph! Now, Oliver has all your all your travel arrangements, rooms at the Ritz and so on

James: Oh

Henry: However, there is one thing you can do for me

James: (Uneasy) Yes

Henry: Captain James, I would considerate a single honour, if you would let me escort your leading lady to the regimental ball this evening

James: My leading lady?

Henry: The fair Tomelia

James: Ah yes sir! Very amusing

Henry: Do you think she'll laugh in my face? I'm too old, too crusty?

James: No sir, it's just that as her director I don't think that I could allow it

Henry: I could always find another director who WOULD allow it

James: Well quite. But I insist sir that she'd be home by midnight and there is to be no hanky-panky of any sort

Henry: I will of course respect your wishes captain. But I don't think you have to be so protective. I think you'll find she a great deal more spunk than most do men you find!

James: Well...quite, sir

Scene 4: The dug-out

(Thomas is still wearing his frock)

Thomas: Absolutely not sir! It profoundly immoral and totally wrong! I shall not do it

James: We could always find another leading lady

Thomas: Well the dress will need a clean

James: Excellent. Now, there are three things you must do to make the general in no way suspect that you are a jack. The first is never remove your wig. Secondly don't say anything. I've told him that you're saving your voice for the opening night in Suddery

Thomas: And what's the third?

James: The third is simple. Don't get drunk and let him do perverted things to you on the ground!

Scene 6: Staff HQ

(Henry is putting on his dinner jacket with Oliver at his side)

Henry: How do I look Oliver?

Oliver: Girl bait sir!

Henry: Whiskers: springy enough?

Oliver: Absolutely sir. You'll be combing girls out of them for weeks

Henry: It's a gorgeous beautiful world and tonight's my night. I know exactly what I say to her. "I want to make you happy Oliver, I want to build a nest for your tiny toes. I want to cover every inch of your gorgeous body in pepper, and then...sneeze all over you!"

(Oliver is starting to feel sick)

Oliver: Sir, please! No more sir!

Henry: What is the matter with you today Oliver?!

Scene 8: The dug out

(James is still waiting for Thomas)

James: Where is that Thomas? It's three o clock in morning! He was supposed to be back three hours ago. He should be careful walking the trenches at night with nothing to protect his honour but a cricket bat

(Enter Thomas)

Thomas: Hullo captain

James: It's about time! Where have you been?

Thomas: Oh, it was all like a dream really, my very first ball. The candles, the music, the dancing

James: So, old Henry try for a snog behind the fruit punch did he?

Thomas: Certainly not! The general acted like a perfect gentlemen. We tired the night away with our talk of everything and nothing. The war, marriage, proposed changes to the LBW rule

James: (Concerned) Henry isn't married is he?

Thomas: Oh no sir. All of his life he's waited for someone special to come along and tonight, she did

James: So some poor do men had old walrus face dribbling in her ear all evening

Thomas: Now that you've come to mention it, I did have to drape a napkin over my shoulder

James: Thomas, are you trying to tell me that you are the general's perfect mate?

Thomas: (Thomas looks coy) Well, I suppose I am

James: Well just be lucky the old blighter didn't ask you to marry him

(Thomas looks coy again)

HE DID!? How did you get out of that one?

Thomas: I'm not at all sure I did sir

James: What!

Thomas: You didn't know what it was like sir

James: YOU SAID YES!?

Thomas: But, it was all so magical. And when we went out on the balcony, looked into that star strewn sky, those springy whiskers. Then he looked me in the eyes and said, "Kitty, I love you"

James: KITTY!?

Thomas: Yes sir, he say's my nose looks just like a kitty's

James: Oh God! We're in serious trouble. If the general were to find out that gorgeous Tomelia was in fact a six-footer from the rough end of the trench, it could put forward the fastest execution since someone said, "This Dodge bloke, do we let him off or what?"

(Field telephone rings)

James: Hullo?...Yes sir, straight away sir. (Hangs up) That was your fiancee...Kitty! He want's to see me. If I should die, think only this of me...I'll be back to get you!

Scene 9: Staff HQ

(Oliver is standing next to a desk to where Henry is sitting at. Enter James)

James: Sir, I can explain everything

Henry: Can you captain? Can you?

James: Well...not really

Henry: I thought not, I thought not. Who could explain the mysteries of love. I in love with Tomelia, I'm going to marry her on Saturday and I want you to be my best man

James: Well, before you continue sir, I must tell that...there's something wrong with fiancee sir

Henry: Oh my God, she's Russian is she?

James: No sir. This is a sad story but true. Just a minute ago, Tomelia arrived unexpectedly in my trench. She was dancing with joy as if something wonderful had happened to her

Henry: (To Oliver) Makes sense

James: Unfortunately, she was in such a daze that she danced over the top of the trench and straight out into No Men's Land. Before I could yell, "Don't tread on a mine," She trod on a mine

Henry: NO!

James: Well, it was actually a cluster of mines and she was rocketed up into the air. And she said something, not completely comprehensive to me. Something like, tell him his little...kitty will love him forever

Henry: Oh, Howl! Howl! Howl!

Oliver: Oh that's heart breaking sir!

James: I'm sorry sir

Henry: (Suddenly perking up) Oh well, can't be helped

Oliver: Bad luck isn't it sir?

Henry: Hey ho

Oliver: (To James) Because with out your leading lady, you won't be able to put on a show. So, no show, no Suddery Palladium

James: On the contrary, I simply have to rename it, "The Tomelia-Stanier memorial show"

Henry: Oh No! Tomelia was the only thing that made the show come alive. Apart from her it was all awful

James: Awful?

Henry: You'll never find another girl like Tomelia by tomorrow

James: That's where you're wrong sir, because I think I have

Henry: Who is she?

Oliver: Who is she?

Scene 10: The dug out

(Thomas and James are sitting at a table conversing)

Thomas: So c'mon sir, who is she?

James: Well that's the problem isn't it? I haven't a bloody clue! I haven't even got a clue, which is less than a clue

Thomas: So, we're a bit stuck are we?

(Enter Bob)

Bob: Mornin' chaps!

Thomas: Morning Bob

James: Morning Bob. You can say that again Thom, We're in the stickiest situation since Sticky, the stick insect, got stuck on a sticky bun

(Enter Percy wearing a dress)

Percy: Not anymore sir. May I present my cunning plan

James: Don't be ridiculous, Percy. Can you sing, can you dance? Or are you offering to be sawn in half?

Percy: I don't think those things are important in a modern marriage, sir. I offer simple home cooking

James: Percy, our plan is to find another leading lady for our show, what is your plan?

Percy: My plan is that I will marry General Henry. I am the other woman

Thomas: Well, congrats Private! I hope you two will be very happy together

Percy: I will, sir, cause when I get back from honeymoon, I will be a member of the Crewe friends and you will have to call me 'Milady'

James: What happened to your revolutionary principles Percy? I thought you hated the friends of Crewe

Percy: I'm working to bring down the system from within, sir. I'm a sort of a frozen horse. Any how I don't see what it be wrong to marry for money and not having to sleep in the puddle

James: First of all it Trojan Horse Percy and No! It's the worst plan since Ogmund the Smart decided, "Oh, I'm sick of fighting round the house tonight. Let's go take in a show." Secondly, the general is in mourning for the woman of his dreams. He's not going to be in the mood to marry a green hair idiot wrapped in a curtain. And lastly, we're looking for a great entertainer. And you're the worst entertainer since Dorchester the evangelist toured Canadian Pacific with his drinking act

Thomas: What about Corporal Harvey Dubs?

James: Harvey is a Raj. I've heard of the Métis, but the Intis just isn't on

Thomas: Barford?

James: Too short

Thomas: Kattlepot?

James: Too weak

Thomas: Neil?

James: Too old

Thomas: Godred

James: Too dead

Thomas: Sergeant Derek Paxmen?

James: Too gassed. Oh I give up! There just isn't anyone!

(They hear Bob singing)

Bob: Goodbyyyyeeeee
Goodbyyyyeeeee
Wipe the tear,
Baby dear,
From your eyyyyeeeee

James: What am I thinking? Bob!

(Enter Bob)

Bob: Sir?

Thomas: What a splendid notion sir! Bob, can you think of anyone who can be our leading lady

Scene 11: The theatre

(Thomas, Percy and James are backstage. Enter Bob)

Thomas: What do you think Bob? One more?

Bob: No Thom, always leave them hungry

James: I've got to admit Bob, I thought you were marvellous

Bob: Thank you sir. Permission to slip into something less comfortable

James: Permission granted

(Exit Bob)

Percy: Oh sir, it's going to be wonderful. Not just for me, but for my little partner, Graham. Doing our tour halfway 'round the world.

James: Yes, from the Suddery Palladium to Roadway they'll be saying, "I like the little black one, but who's the little green thing he's sitting on?"

Percy: I'm not with you, sir.

James: But don't worry, I'll have a lifetime in luxurious hotels to explain. Now you two get packing. The boat leaves at six and we're going to be on it

(Percy and Thomas exit. Percy leaves the dead slug behind. Enter Oliver)

Oliver: Jimmy

James: Ah Oliver! everything ok?

Oliver: (Unusually happy) Oh yes

James: Got the tickets?

Oliver: Oh yes

(Enter Henry)

Henry: James!

James: Hullo sir, enjoy the show?

Henry: Don't be ridiculous! It was the worst evening I spent in my life!

(James backs away)

James: I'm sorry sir

Henry: Will you stand still while I'm talking to you! If by a mens work shall ye know him. Then you are a complete scoundrel!

James: But sir, the show was a success

Henry: A SUCCESS!? The three silly twerps were one twerp short...again! The slug balancer seems to be now ding a feeble impression of Thomas Edison the Thief! And then the crowning blockage in the water pipe, the revolting drag act at the end!

James: Drag act?

Henry: Yes, poor Bobby Holden hade to look a total tender. With all that reedy voice singing and stupid feminate dancing

Oliver: So the show's cancelled (Oliver rips up tickets)

James: But what about the men's morale with the Southern out of the war?

Henry: Have you been living in a cave? The Great Western Railway joined the war yesterday

James: And how will that increase the men's, morale sir?

Henry: Because they've brought with them, the largest collection City Truro films in existence! Oh, I'm sick of talking to you, fill him in Oliver

(Exit Henry)

Oliver: We received a telegram from City Truro himself from studios. (Reading) "Twice nightly screening of films in trenches excellent idea. STOP. But must insist, that Captain James be projectionist. STOP." Oh and there's a P.S "Don't let him ever. STOP."

James: Oh

Oliver: No hard feelings eh, Jimmy?

James: Of course not Oliver. (Sees Percy's slug matchbox) Care for a liquorish allsort?

Oliver: Oh thank you! (Oliver takes the dead slug and eats it. A big smile creeps across James's face)

THE END

thegoldsaddletank- Thank you, praising of those parody, which of course funny beside the rest the ha ha is that use different main character for make it more amusing, that I cant stand star-billing blue bugger hog the series by using others to be star which is more funny than one star character