Thomas and the Magic Railroad2000

[In the sheds, the steam engines are snoring. Mr. C writes in his book, yawns and swaps his nightcap from "thinking" to "sleeping". He winds up his alarm clock, and picks up baseball bat.]

Mr. C:
[chuckles] So, who dropped the ball then? [catches a beach ball] Oh, there you are. I'd like a nice cup of hot cocoa. Would you fellas care to join me? No? What would you rather do instead? [to the beach ball] Go outside and play? Well, I can understand that. [to the bat] What do you think? [makes the bat hit the ball; mock disappointment] Why do you keep hitting him like that? You gonna have to have a time out. [throws bat on his bed and makes his hot cocoa]

[Diesel 10 appears and laughs evilly]

Mr. C:
[sips cocoa] Just a little sweeter, I think. [adds sugar to cocoa]

Diesel 10:
All right, Pinchy, my little bucket of badness, time to feast yourself.

Mr. C:
[sips cocoa again, and is satisfied] Ahh. Now that's better. [Diesel 10 tears off part of the sheds] Whoa! [removes his night cap and puts on conducting hat, as the steam engines wake up in alarm, and Diesel 10 tears off more of the sheds and laughs evilly] Ahh! Whoa!

Thomas:
[alarmed] Cinders and ashes, it's Diesel( 10)!

Gordon:
Diesel( 10)!? Oh, no! Huh?! Hmm?! [Diesel laughs evilly] Ooh!

James:
Ohh!

Diesel 10:
Hello, Twinkle Toes! I got a plan and you're not in it!

Mr. C:
You can't catch me, Diesel( 10)! [blows on his magic whistle twice, but only a little gold comes out of it] (Huh? Why isn't it working?)

Diesel 10:
[laughs coldly] Losing your sparkle, huh? What perfect timing. Now where is that lost engine?

Mr. C:
You won't find her here.

Diesel 10:
You're not clever enough to stop me.

Mr. C:
Oh, yes I am!

Diesel 10:
No, you're not! Ah-- [sees Mr. Conductor hold up a bag of sugar] What–?! Is that…?!

Mr. C:
That's right, it's sugar, Diesel( 10), and if I throw this in your tank, it'll seize you up for good!

Diesel 10:
[grunts and chuffs away] Make the most of tonight, Twinkle Toes, because you won't like tomorrow… neither will that... that line of tin kettles! [Pinchy snaps] Shut up, Pinchy.

Thomas:
[after Diesel 10 leaves] Mr. Conductor, but what happened to your sparkle?

Mr. C:
I don't know, Thomas, I'll just have to sleep on that.

Thomas:
[confused] On your sparkle?

Mr. C:
No, Thomas. On the problem of what happened to it.

Percy:
Oh, but Mr. Conductor, without your sparkle or the Lost Engine, you can't travel here to help us anymore.

Mr. C:
I'll solve the problem. You just go to sleep now.

Percy:
Easy for you to say.