Numberjacks & Bulstrode/Transcript

Driver: Bulstrode is disagreeable barge. He never stops complaining.

Michael Angelis: His driver was right about Bulstrode. Today, the barge was more bad temper than ever.

Bulstrode: Come on! Come on! Why aren't you trucks where you should be?

Trucks: There's no engine, and we can only go where we put!

Michael Angelis: Shouted the trucks.

Trucks: You're in the wrong place, not us!

Michael Angelis: When Percy arrived, Bulstrode was sulking and the trucks were crosser still.

Trucks: Our stone is for Bulstrode. Please put us in a siding so that we can load him up and be rid of him.

Michael Angelis: But the trucks were being careless. As Percy was lining them up, they burst through some buffers.

Trucks: Help! Help!

Michael Angelis: They wailed. But it was too late.

(Percy pushes the trucks one by one on top of Bulstrode and is left horrified)

 Nine:  Oh my, goodness!

Bulstrode: Oof!

Michael Angelis: Cried Bulstrode.

Bulstrode: I'm sinking!

Trucks: Serves you right!

Michael Angelis: Giggled the trucks.

Trucks: You're always barging in and moaning.

Michael Angelis: It took a very long time to clear the mess.

Tom Clements: Percy, Seven, Eight and Nine watched as Bulstrode was tow and set off to the beach.

Workmen: There you are.

Michael Angelis: Said the workmen.

Workmen: Now you just stay here. Children can play you all day and at long last you'll be useful.