Mavis Rescue Toby & Numberjacks (2)/Transcript

Michael Angelis: The siding arrangements are awkward. The put the trucks where Toby wanted them, Mavis had to make several journeys. She started making a plan.

Mavis: If we used the teeniest bit on Toby's line.

Michael Angelis: She said to her driver.

Mavis: We would save all this bother.

Michael Angelis: Her driver suspecting nothing allow them to go as far as the level crossing. A few days later, the weather changed. As the soon melted, the quarry grew busy again. Some trains were so long that before leaving the trucks for Toby, Mavis had to go beyond the level crossing with them. Now for her plan. She would go further down the line without it seeming her fault.

Michael Angelis: Toby was away. With the trucks screaming and yelling behind him. No one realize that melted snow had turned a stream into a torrent and the bridge above it was about to collapse. The rails were now like a tightrope against the thundering water.

Toby: Stop, stop!

Michael Angelis: Cried Toby. His driver thought for control. They came nearer and nearer by the bridge. The driver braked hard. Toby stopped still on the rails but with his wheels shredding the tightrope over the abyss.

Michael Angelis: Mavis was horrified and quickly came to the rescue. Workmen anchored Toby with chains while she pulled the trucks away.

Mavis: I'm sorry about the trucks.

Michael Angelis: Said Mavis.

Mavis: I can't think how you manage to stop them in time.

Toby: Oh well.

Michael Angelis: Said Toby.

Toby: My driver told me about circus people who walked tightropes, but I just didn't fancy doing it myself.

Michael Angelis: Later, the Fat Controller arrived.

The Fat Controller: A very smart piece of work.

Michael Angelis: He said.

The Fat Controller: Mavis, you did well too I hear.

Mavis: It, it was my fault about those trucks, sir.

Michael Angelis: She faulted.

Mavis: But if I could...

The Fat Controller: Could what?

Mavis: Come down the line sometimes, Sir? Toby says he'll show me what to do.

The Fat Controller: Certainly.

Michael Angelis: Replied the Fat Controller.

The Fat Controller: If your manager agrees.

Michael Angelis: And so it was arranged. Now Mavis is as happy as can be, and the Fat Controller thinks she's really useful indeed.