THOMAS THE TANK ENGINE
CARTOON SERIES 
DOUBLE-LENGTH EPISODE #2
THE PIRATE ADVENTURE (ALT Cut No. 3)
Part 2


� GULLANE (THOMAS) LIMITED 2021, 2024
� 2021, 2024 JOEY MORLEY LIMITED

Pre-Intro:

Voice-over: Previously on Thomas The Tank Engine & Friends�...

*Shows shots from Part 1 of The Pirate Adventure.*

Thomas: It's not over yet, folks. We only have four coins from the last adventure. This is going to be a VERY tough ride...

*End of Pre-Intro*
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Scene 1:

*Episode opens with drawings of the first part of The Pirate Adventure.*

Narrator: If you remember last time, Thomas and The Steam Team were sent to Dartmouth to help out. But during the voyage, their railferry got destroyed in a storm.
The engines thought they were lost forever until they awoke to find themselves rescued by a gang of pirates known as "The Dread Pirates". After many days at sea, attempting to find
magic coins and suffering dangers of the world, such as hippogriffs, animal magic and pie shops, the engines and the pirates were on their next adventure to find the
fifth coin. But back on the Island of Sodor, things weren't going quite so well for me...

*Episode opens on the Island of Sodor, Joey is gloomily working with Diesel, who's pulling a local passenger train on Thomas' branch line.*

Narrator: ...because there was still no sign of Thomas' whereabouts, I had to work with Diesel. But I still felt depressed over the disappearence of my friends.

Diesel: Are you still bummed out about the whereabouts of the steamies, Joey?

Joey: *sighs* Yes, Diesel.

Diesel: I can relate... without the steamies around, I haven't got anyone to torment on a daily basis.

Joey: You and me both, Diesel. You and me both.

*Diesel pulls into Ffarquhar station. Mavis is already there, dropping off some workman in Henrietta.*

Mavis: Afternoon, you two. *notices Diesel and Joey feeling down* Oh dear, you look down in the mouths. What's wrong?

Diesel: Apparently, Joey's still miserable after the steamies' disappearences. And not gonna lie, I'm starting to feel that way too. What's the point of working on this railway if there's no
steam engines to make fun of?

Mavis: You can always go back to work on the Other Railway.

Diesel: Nah, I don't think they do much with me since they rebranded themselves. I'm pretty much better off here nowadays.

Mavis: Oh, I wouldn't get too upset if I were you, guys. The Steam Team did bring their phones with them, I'm sure they probably might have not got Wi-Fi.

Joey: It depends, Mavis. Thomas is the only engine who actually HAS a SIM card on his phone, but it's not strong enough to work in a place that doesn't have good Wi-Fi.

Mavis: Oh, fair enough.

Joey: Anyway, Mavis. We have to go, our next journey leaves shortly.

Mavis: Oh, goodness! You're right. I'll catch you two later.

*Mavis honks her horn and departs from Ffarquhar and up to the quarry.*

Joey and Diesel: Bye, Mavis.

*The guard blows his whistle, Diesel honks his horn and eventually departs with his train bound for Ulfstead. Meanwhile, the ship is currently out at sea, voyaging for its next destination. 
Trento has cooked some pies for the Steam Team and the Dread Pirates. Thomas, Mila, Leeko and Oliver are busying eating some.*

Narrator: Meanwhile, out at sea, the engines were enjoying their life on the ocean waves. Trento, who ran the pie shop at Ilfracombe, was settling into his new life on The Pirate's Fate.

Trento: Well, don't leave me hangin', guys.

Mila: Wow, this is... this is... um...

Trento: Come on, out with it. You hate it, you hate my food, don't you?

Thomas: Hey, we never said that.

Mila: Hate's a strong word.

Oliver: Really? I use it all the time.

Trento: I knew it. Well, don't blame me! Your egghead captain said it wasn't safe to use the coins for cooking. So you're getting the Trento au naturale. Well, I better go serve
the rest of you ungrateful lot.

Thomas: Wait, you don't have to do...

*But before Thomas could reply, Trento walks off.*

Thomas: ...that.

Leeko: I see from your facial expression that you've had supper.

Mila: This wasn't what we thought we were in for when we invited a chef on board.

Leeko: You know, I wanted to be a chef when I was younger.

Oliver: Really?

Leeko: My dream was to cook for the royal family. Kinda sad to think about it now, a dream that will never happen.

Mila: You never know, Leeko. Maybe, when this is all over, you'll get a shot at it.

Leeko: Knowing my luck, I'll probably end up being as good a chef as I am a pirate. But thanks anyway, Mila. I've got to go help stir the pot. Otherwise things will get even more burnt.

Oliver: And I've got to help heat up the oven, catch you guys later.

*Just as Leeko and Oliver go back down to the kitchen. Trento returns to see Thomas and Mila.*

Trento: You guys want more?

Thomas: More what?

Trento: More pies?

Thomas: Oh, no thanks. I'm full.

Mila: Ummm... same here.

Trento: Well, just let me know if you do... so you call yourselves the Dread Pirates and the Steam Team, right?

Mila: Well, only the engines are members of the Steam Team, but yes, us pirates are known as the Dread Pirates.

Thomas: Well, as Darious would put it. They're not real pirates, they're treasure hunters.

Trento: Hey, even better. Getting rich sounds a lot more fun that fighting.

Thomas: Well, those can't be completely avoided. I mean when there's a treasure as valuable as the one we're looking for, it's going to attract a lot of attention from the media.

Trento: So, how big a payday we talking about here?

Mila: Payday? It's not really like that, you see...

Thomas: We're not a crew of thugs. We're both families, we care for each other and more than ANY trophy or prize. Each hardship only brings us closer together,

Mila: That's right, and THAT'S what makes us different from ordinary pirates.

Thomas: It's a fact... you'll understand.

Trento: You ask me, once you find them all. You ought to auction those coins off to the highest bidder on eBay. Then we could all live like kings!

*Trento walks off, leaving Thomas and Mila to ponder.*

Thomas: I wonder what he meant by that?

Mila: I have no idea.

*Just then, a thunderstorm sound is heard.*

Gordon: That wasn't me... was it?

Darious: Feel that? Squall's coming, Time to rig the storm sails. Mila, Thomas, take port. Tam-Tam, James, starboard. I'll try and navigate us through this.

Thomas: But who's gonna be steering the whole ship?

Voice: Up here, y'all.

*The seven turn to find that Percy has called shotgun.*

Percy: Chloe's swabbing the deck so I volunteered to fill her position.

*The others turn to Darious.*

Darious: Well, on the contrary, it's better than none.

Morgana: What's me and No. 4 gonna do?

Darious: Of course, Morgana, Gordon...

Gordon: Yeeeees?

*Gordon finds himself climbing the rungs of the ship's ratlines, he freaks out when a thunderstorm flashes.*

Tam-Tam: Having a little trouble climbing, guys? *snickers*

Gordon: Yes, very funny indeed, Tam-Tam.

Morgana: We'll get up there eventually, right No. 4?

Gordon: Er... yeah... I think so.

Darious: We don't need eventually, we need right now! We haven't got time, or that storm is going to destroy our sails. Mila, Thomas! Get up there, now!

Thomas: What's the magic word?

Darious: *sighs* Get up there and rig the sails... please.

Thomas: Thank you. Come on, Mila.

Mila: Right on it, Thomas.

*Thomas and Mila rig one of the sails.*

Thomas: There we go, wasn't so hard.

Percy: I wouldn't say that...

Mila: What'd you mean?

*Percy points towards the horizon, for the ship is heading towards a BIG whirlpool.*

Thomas: Oh... crud...

Percy: Don't worry, I know how to ride a boat. Have you ever rode in a speedboat?

Mila: No...

Percy: Well, what you're about to witness is going to be a VERY bumpy ride. For earlier at Ilfracombe, Bertha managed to fix up the ship and gave us these cool accelerators for a speedy trip. When us engines are driving the ship, we will use our steam
and power the ship whilst running, our wheels will being moving on these rollers which will the power the ship, like a treadmill.

Thomas: Percy, I don't understand how that is going to...

*But before Thomas can reply, Percy revs up the accelerators and the ship suddenly starts at full speed.*

Thomas: WOOOOOOOORK!!!!

*The Dread Pirates and the Steam Team are taken by surprise at this sudden force, they rock and roll violent on the ship.*

Percy: Yo-ho-ho and bucket of... er... bum! We're gonna ride this whirlpool in fine style. YEEEHAAA!

*The ship enters the whirlpool and spins around in it. Meanwhile, the engines are being bounced about like peas in a frying pan. Edward slips on the deck, Holly spins around really fast and Molly goes sliding past. Meanwhile, Gordon and Morgana do their best to hold
onto the ship's shrounds.*

Morgana: WHO INVITED THAT CREEP TO STEER THE SHIP?!

Gordon: DON'T LOOK AT ME, DARIOUS WAS THE ONE WHO HIRED HIM!

*Mila and Thomas hold on for dear lives.*

Thomas: I regret everything I do here, I really do!

Mila: Oh... I don't feel so good! *goes green in the face and nearly vomits.*

*The ship eventually flies out of the whirlpool and rocks and bounces as it hits the waves.*

Percy: This is better than double overtime on the North Western Railway!!!

Darious: PERCY! CUT THAT OUT! WE'LL GET SHIPWRECKED!

Percy: TRUST ME, DARIOUS! I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING!

*Suddenly, a sharp wave hits the boat and Percy is sent, flying off. Thankfully, he has a rope attached to his foot that Thomas and Mila grab on to.*

Thomas and Mila: PERCY!

*As the ship shoots through the waves, Percy rockets underwater with the rope attached to him. Percy gurgles and screams at the same time. Just then, he passes SpongeBob and Patrick.*

Percy: *gurgles* Oh hi, you guys!

*Percy continues to rocket pass whilst gurgling and screaming. He eventually flies out of the water with the rope attached to him, like a big catch. He falls back on the deck and accidently lands on Tam-Tam and James.*

Percy: Sorry! *races back to the ship's wheel and regains control.* Now then, to get us outta here and fast!

*Percy steers the ship through the rough waves in hopes of getting the Dread Pirates and the Steam Team out of high seas. Leeko and Trento walk outside to see what the fuss is going on.*

Leeko: Hmmmm... I guess they didn't show the engines how to control in ship in wet weather.

Trento: Tell me about it.

*The ship continues to rock and roll between the waves before making it's way out of the storm and into sunnier, safer seas.*

Mila: Phew! The storm's cleared up...

Morgana: Yeah... But we all had a near-death experience.

Thomas: That was scary indeed. Percy, you should be careful driving a ship like that in the future.

Percy: Sorry, Thomas.

*End of Scene 1*
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Scene 2:

*Scene shows a map of the ship, sailing through the channel, right near South West England.*

Narrator: The long voyage for the next coin continued, but the Steam Team and the Dread Pirates bravely fought their way through the rough seas and high winds to their destination. Until one night...

*Scene changes to the ship sailing through some fog. Gordon, James and Henry are sitting on the deck, fishing.*

James: You know, guys. Maybe the life on the ocean waves isn't as bad as I thought it would be...

Gordon: Yeah... We even said engines don't go fishing... but fishing for someone else... *smirks* It's a completely different story.

Henry: Couldn't agree more myself.

*Suddenly an explosion is heard, a cannonball is heading directly for the ship. Gordon, James and Henry see it and jump out of the way in time. The cannonball hits the ship and violently rocks it.*

James: Oh my God! CAPTAIN! Direct hit! They came right out of the fog!

*Thomas, Mila, Morgana and Darious arrive on the scene.*

Darious: Who?

Gordon: I don't know, we didn't see!

Thomas: Wait a minute... what's that in the distance?

*Thomas gets out his telescope and gasps. There is another pirate ship and there... who should be standing there but...*

Thomas: ROURKIE!!!

Rourkie: *laughs* How does it feel to sink on my ship, Darious! How do you like that? Half your port bow is gone.

Brock: Should we try to board them, boss?

Rourkie: Ah, of course not... The engines are likely to taunt me again. Keep firing, don't stop 'til that hunk of junk is at the bottom of the ocean.

Mary: Wait... but what about the engines?

Rourkie: They'll be alright, They'll die a couple of seconds. The same way the S.S. Thistlegorm killed some...

*The Dread Pirates and the Steam Team watch in agony.*

Mila: Isn't there some way to stop this cycle of senseless violence?

Percy: Mila, the world is not that simple.

Morgana: There's only one way to stop someone like Rourkie. Return fire, ASAP!

Thomas: I'm on it!

*Thomas steams to another part of the deck and shunts a cannon.*

Darious: No, Thomas. We're outgunned. We've got to lose them in the fog.

Thomas: What? Are you crazy?

Darious: I'll take the helm. Morgana, Rebecca, start bailing out the water.

Morgana and Rebecca: Ay-ay, cap'n!

*Morgana and Rebecca rush to the hull of the ship and start draining the water as quickly as possible. The ship eventually starts moving.*

Darious: Great! We're moving! Tam-Tam, Abigail, get Trento and Leeko up here to help!

*Tam-Tam and Abigail rush to the stern gallery to find Leeko and Trento.*

Tam-Tam: Leeko!

Abigail: Trento!

*Tam-Tam and Abigail rush inside the stern gallery to find Leeko and Trento.*

Abigail: Leeko? Trento?

Tam-Tam: Where are they?

*Suddenly, they step on something soft... they both look down and gasp in agony, trauma and devastation. Scene cuts to outside where the others hear Abigail's whistle.*

Thomas: That sounds like Abigail.

Percy: She must be in trouble.

Darious: I don't know... but something must be wrong.

*Just then, Tam-Tam and Abigail walk out of the stern gallery, both in tears.*

Thomas: Abigail? Tam-Tam? What's wrong?

Abigail: *sniffs* Oh, Thomas... It was terrible. We were hit below deck... Trento was knocked unconscious, and all this blood... and... and...

Tam-Tam: All that was left was this hat... *holds up a very familiar looking hat.* They're... they're both... both...

Thomas: Oh dear GOD....

Percy: Leeko... Trento...

Morgana: Leeko's... DEAD? Let's return fire! We've got to make them pay.

Percy: Not... this... time...

Thomas: No, Percy! If you do that, you'll give away our position, This brittle ship is barely staying afloat as it is. One more shot and we're done for.

Henry: Why live to fight another day, when we can follow Morgana and let foolish pride lead us into a watery grave?

Mila: Guys... if we want to avenge Leeko, we've got to fight them when they're most likely to win, but this is clearly not a fight.

Darious: I agree, this battle is over.

Percy: Botheration, I didn't even get to test out my tactical rocket launcher.

Thomas: Maybe another time, Percy. Maybe another time.

*Later, Thomas and Mila are mourning the loss of Leeko.*

Mila: I just can't believe it... Leeko's really gone...

Thomas: The first time you lose a friend, it's always the hardest, Mila. This is not an easy life we engines lead, and fate is often a cruel mistress. There's nothing I can say
that will ameliorate you and your friends' pain. But know this, Life must go on, always.

*Trento walks onto the deck, followed by Edward.*

Trento: *groans* Goodness me, I've got a splitting headache! What the hell just happened?

Darious: We were attacked by Rourkie and we lost a man.

Trento: Then why ain't we looking for him? Wait... you mean lost as in... killed?!

Thomas: Yes, Leeko. He's dead... *holds up Leeko's hat.*

Trento: Oh... dear God, no! That is just brutal.

Tam-Tam: Ah, and you thought this was a pleasure cruise. An easy mistake to make.

Trento: No, it's just...  I'm on this ship five hours and there's already fighting and dying out here.

Morgana: Either way, sounds like you're a coward.

Trento: Hey, I'm no coward! It's just... what use is treasure if I'm dead before I can spend it?

Edward: Let's save the ship first and we'll discuss all of this later.

*The others go back to work.*

Darious: How's the leak?

Thomas: The ship is taking on more water than we can bail out.

Mila: The nearest port is only three days away...

Thomas: Three days? But we'll be dead by that time.

Mila: Indeed, we won't last another day, let alone three.

Percy: YO! LAND-HO! I can see somthing off the starboard bow. It looks like... a floating city? I think we've found the lost city of Atlantis!

Thomas: So Atlantis isn't a myth after all...? Extrordinary! Bring us about!

Edward: Wait.. didn't you say... Atlantis? Maybe we should... I don't know... stay away from there.

Thomas: Edward... there could be another coin! What makes you say that and why?

Edward: Well, legend has it they aren't known for being friendly to pirates.

Darious: What about engines?

Edward: I don't know... my designers always told me to stay away from cities in unknown areas.

*Just then, Morgana walks up beside Edward.*

Morgana: Well, right after that... your designers told me they were just kidding.

Edward: They did? But you weren't around during the days of the Furness Railway, how would you know?

Tam-Tam: Oh, Morgana. I love this new side of you. Cowardice really brings out the colour in your cheeks.

Morgana: Call me a coward again or I'll...

Thomas: ENOUGH! We don't have the luxury of choosing a more favorable location. If we don't dock now, we're ALL going to drown!

Morgana: Yeah... but No. 1, I have to tell you that...

Thomas: Morgana, your objection is noted. Leeko, chart a course for... Oh, yeah, he's dead. *turns to Toby.* Toby! I need you to chart a course for the floating city.

Toby: Ay-ay, Thomas!

Morgana: In that case... I'll be just heading below deck.

Darious: Morgana, what's going on?

Mila: I see a group of guards coming... Oh God... we're going to be boarded.

Thomas: Son-of-a-b***h! We've only just arrived. HOW do they not know there's engines on board?!

*Just then, a guard walks onto the ship.*

Guard: Yes, this is the ship. Which one of yous is the pirate known as Rourkie?

Gordon: Ah yes, there's been a misunderstanding... You see, Rourkie stole our ship and whilst he was distracted, we were forced to take his...

Guard: Yeah, sure, sure. If none of you want to tell us the truth, we'll just search the whole ship to locate Rourkie, you can do this easy way or the hard way.

Percy: What about the medium way? Or the semi-medium-easy-hard way? Or the sorta hard with a touch of awkward-easy-difficulty-challenging way? 

*The guard just stares in confusion.*

Percy: So that's how you wanna play it, huh?

Guard: Ummmm... Anyway, which one do you want?

Thomas: Look! Rourkie just tried to kill us and we barely escaped with our lives. I survived with only a bullet wound in my right arm. WE'RE NOT HIS CREW! Besides, WE'RE NOT EVEN PIRATES! WE'RE...

Guard: OKAY, okay! I get it! I get it! You're still coming with us.

Darious: Officer, I assure you were are NOT Rourkie's crew and we do NOT know his whereabouts. However, our ship is currently taking in water and...

Tam-Tam: Officer, if you're interested in a search, I'd be more than happy to give you a hand... If you catch my drift...

Guard: Yeah... I'm done with this nonsense, search the boat.

*Just then, a few guards come out with Morgana in their hands.*

Morgana: GET YOUR FINS OFF OF ME!

*Another guard comes out with a cardboard box.*

James: THAT'S MY PORN STASH! GIVE THAT BACK! I JUST HAD IT REPLACED!

Tam-Tam: Really, officer? She can't be your type, and you know Rourkie doesn't read porn...

Darious: Actually, he does...

Tam-Tam: Oh...

Guard: I'll need a witness to verify, but she's a close to the description of one of Rourkie's lieutenants. We're taking her into custody.

Darious: Release my crewmate at once!

Guard: Like hell we will! Don't worry, we'll repair your ship. We wouldn't want to lose valuable evidence for the trial.

Thomas: Trial, what trial? On what grounds?

Guard: What grounds do you think? Piracy! *turns to Morgana.* Now come with me, sissy.

*The guards drag Morgana from the ship, the Dread Pirates and the Steam Team follow them.*

Percy: She can't go to hell. Do you know what they do to you in hell? I've witnessed all kind of things in hell, like bad politics.

*Scene cuts to cutaway of Donald Trump in hell with the Devil from Cuphead.*

Devil: So, it says here you were involved with the abuse of power and world domination?

Donald Trump: Well, that's what they said when Mexico wouldn't pay for the wall.

Devil: Okay, into the eternal pit you go.

*The Devil pushes Trump into the eternal pit.*

Donald Trump: Oh no...

*End of Scene 2*
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Scene 3:

*Scene changes to a courtroom where the engines and pirates are watching the trial of Morgana, The prosecutor steps forward.*

Prosecutor: There's no reason for the rest of you to stay. Morgana's the one we want. Leave now and we won't consider charging the rest of you with aiding a fugitive.

Trento: Hey, I'll take you up on that! I'm out of here. Nice knowin' ya, Dread Pirates. Later!

*Trento walks out.*

Thomas: Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, TRENTO! Come back! You're not to supposed to... AUGH! The nerve of some people!

Emily: Right! We have so much to gain by sticking around, right Darious?

Darious: Indeed we do, Emily. We have our honour.

Emily: Honor? Oh, sure, I forgot, abstract priniciples. That's the secret ingrediant to find those coins, right?

Thomas: There are some things more important than the mission, Emily. We'll be staying right here.

Emily: What? You're joking.

Darious: Nope, Thomas is right, Emily. Morgana is our comrade. I don't care if you put us all behind bars, we Dread Pirates are loyal, we're a family and no matter what, we don't abandon your family.

Thomas: The Steam Team is the same, Emily. If we're stuck in a jail cell, who's going to look after our passengers?

Emily: Oh, you're right, I forgot. I... yes, what you said.

Judge: We're ready to begin. Bring out the accused and read the charges.

*Morgana is brought forward towards the judge and the prosecutor.*

Prosecutor: Morgana... you are accused of two counts of assault, one count of piracy and one count of theft.

Judge: Does the crown have conclusive evidence of these crimes?

Prosecutor: We have, your honor. I give you my word.

Judge: Very well, that is sufficient.

Morgana: Hey, are you just going to take his word for it?

Judge: Why would I doubt his word? He's an honorable prosecutor.

Thomas: Are you sure? He happens to like hookers.

Judge: WHAT?!

Prosecutor: How did you know I dated hookers?

Thomas: *shrugs* I don't know, just a guess.

Prosecutor: I have no reason to lie, unlike you "landers".

Judge: Alright, let's just cut to the chase. Morgana, I declare you... GUILTY!

*The Dread Pirates and the Steam Team gasp in shock.*

Morgana: Oh no!

Thomas: Oh no!

Mila: Oh no!

*Just then, the Kool-Aid guy breaks through the wall.*

Kool-Aid Guy: OH YEAH!!

*The Dread Pirates and Steam Team look at him in annoyance.*

Thomas: You do realise they don't sell Kool-Aid in the UK... Oh wait... never mind, I just got a brain message. They do now... Carry on...

*The Kool-Aid Guy exits the building through the broken wall.*

Morgana: WHAT?! That's it? I'm already... Oh, what the hell. I'm on trial here, aren't I? But do I at least get a chance to tell MY side of the story?

Judge: You'll have a chance to do that during sentencing.

Percy: Sentencing? Does that mean she has to write 50 sentences on a blackboard?

Henry: No, Percy. It's completely different.

Prosecutor: You are guilty, after all. We're all eagerly awaiting the administration of justice.

Morgana: You... miserable little b*****ds. I should gut you all if I had the chance. At least let me speak with my crew before you continue this nonsense.

Prosecutor: She insults our traditions and she demonstrates violent tendencies. If she won't be quiet, she ought to be hanged from the rafters. Let's at least speed this trial along, shall we?

Judge: I agree, Let's keep this brief. Ten minute recess, so you can confer with your crew. Please choose a representative among them to act on your behalf of your advocate, and Morgana, if you cannot keep yourself quiet, we'll hang you from the rafters so
you don't present a distraction.

*Scene changes to outside the courtrooms where Morgana is consulting with Thomas and the Dread Pirates on what to do.*

Morgana: Alright, here's my plan. We've got to bust out of here.

Thomas: But how are we going to do that?

Darious: Violence, or the threat of violence, should be a last resort, lest we prove ourselves to be the monsters they believe we are.

Morgana: I'm already in the middle of a damn show trial. I'm going to be hanging from the rafters soon! I've already been found guilty, we're SO ready for a last resort.

Thomas: Not on my watch, Morgana.

Tam-Tam: You've been found guilty... but are you actually guilty?

Morgana: What difference does that make? I don't ask questions about what you did before you came aboard our ship, do I?

Darious: Hmmm, so it's true then. This certainly explains your reticence on coming here...

Morgana: Captain... it was many years ago, when I was still serving under Rourkie.

Thomas: We know, Morgana. It was another time, another ship, another you. We just have to explain the circumstances to them.

Tam-Tam: Oh yeah, admitting guilt. That'll work out just fine, Thomas.

Thomas: Hey, don't look at me, I don't come up with these ideas.

Darious: Well, what would you suggest?

Thomas: You're the Dread Pirates. You'll earn their respect by being proud, not apologizing. Challenge their very right to judge you.

Morgana: I'm not sure either of those tactics will work, No. 1. I... was born inside a jail, I'll die before I go back.

Thomas: Holy c**p, I never knew that.

Mila: Me neither.

Morgana: Well, I don't have to tell everyone everything, do I? It's not exactly my favourite topic.

Thomas: How long were you in jail, Morgana?

Morgana: What am I, on trial here?

Thomas: Well... now that you mention it...

Morgana: But still, what the hell am I going to do?

Thomas: I'LL explain everything. It's foolish to think admitting guilt will get you off, Morgana. Let's prove to them that their rules were made to be broken.

Mila: Thomas is right, Let's show them that we're an unstoppable force and it would be foolish to get in our way.

Morgana: Yeah... Mila, No. 1! I want you two be my spokespersons.

Thomas: What... me?

Morgana: You and your friends... I've actually started to take a bit of a liking to you. I mean, you may have messed up but you've done some really cool things whilst you were there...

Thomas: You know, Morgana... You're right! We'll do it! For you!

*The Dread Pirates all praise Thomas for his bravery.*

Mila: That's the spirit, Thomas. Show them what engines are made of!

*Scene changes to back in the courtroom where the Dread Pirates and the Steam Team await the sentancing of Morgana.*

Prosecutor: Members of the court, we've already had a verdict declared in this trial... GUILTY!

*Morgana steps forward nervously. She looks back at Thomas, who winks at her.*

Prosecutor: To show the viciousness of the crime, we will hear testimony of the victim of Morgana's heinous act. A crime that we, in our peaceful community can barely comprehend.
Tell the court, in your own words, what happened.

*An elderly shark called Breena stands up from her seat in the jury.*

Breena: It was my first day at sea. You landers don't know, but being a merchant is a great honor among our people. Suddenly, our ship was under fire. A ship pulled up and... And then that WOMAN swung overboard.

Prosecutor: Can you identify the woman?

Breena: I believe that's her, sitting there...

*Morgana grins deviously and carefully rubs her dagger, Gordon looks at her nervously and gulps.*

Breena: She held her sword to my throat, she said she'd kill me if I moved. Then one of her crewmembers carted off all my golden kelp. Worth years of work...

Prosecutor: And then?

Breena: And then they left...

Prosecutor: And did you suffer any other ill-effects because of that day?

Breena: Yes, my husband left me.

Prosecutor: I'm not sure I understand... Was Morgana somehow responsible for what happened to your husband?

Breena: ...No.

Prosecutor: I see. Well then, it is a harrowing fact nonetheless, but not part of Morgana's crimes. You've been very brave. The Crown thanks you for your service. 
There you have it... Morgana's crimes are undeniable. She's a common thug! If the rule of the law is to mean anything on these high seas... 
Then, your honor, I urge you... Give Morgana the most severe punishment available.

Morgana: We'd like to see you try, a*****e!

Judge: Quiet! Do not speak unless you are spoken to. Do your representatives have anything else to say before I issue my judgement.

Thomas: Yes, your honor.

*Thomas steams forward, with Mila standing on his running board.*

Thomas: You may have found Morgana guilty... but she shouldn't be subject to ANY consequences.

Prosecutor: What? Why not?

*Thomas stretches his axles so he and Mila can have a closer talk with the judge.*

Mila: You started this trial with Morgana being declared guilty, based on evidence we couldn't challenge.

Judge: But that's standard procedure.

Thomas: Exactly, maybe it is here! But NOT where I come from, not where Mila comes from and CERTAINLY not where Morgana comes from, either.

Mila: You can punish Morgana, but we pirates and steam engines will take it personally. Your culture values merchants? How would YOU feel if the entire pirate world
wants to get revenge against your vessels?

Prosecutor: Are you... threatening us?!

Thomas: We are the Steam Team AND the Dread Pirates, aren't we? What do you think? We have a fleet of allies. Four pirates and 21 steam engines. Can't top that much now, can you?

Prosecutor: You can't just let her threaten our world in open court.

Mila: We are NOT threatening your world. YOU ARE! Your economy, your secrecy AND your way of life WILL be destroyed if we are the victims of a show trial.

Thomas: But it doesn't have to be that way... You're rational people, aren't you? Is it really in your best interest to punish at least ONE pirate, only to fight a war you can't win?

Judge: But you see, good sir...

Thomas: And if I hear ONE more backchat about Morgana... *gets out knife and holds it against the judge's chest.* I will not be hesitant to slit your neck and asassinate all the others in the room. *turns to the entire court.*
Just be glad you're not in the Houses of Parliament listening to the goddamn Tories 24/7. OKAY?

Judge: *groans* Okay! I've heard enough, the locomotive has a point. I guess I'm ready to make my ruling. Morgana... I don't agree with what you did and you deserve punishment. However, I cannot in good conscience risk a war with pirates. You're free to go! Case dismissed.

*Scene changes to outside the courtroom where the Steam Team and the Dread Pirates are making their way back to the ship.*

Morgana: Come on, guys. Let's go! I don't want to spend a second longer here than I have to.

Edward: Patience, Morgana. We're going as fast as we can.

*Just then, Breena starts catching up with them.*

Breena: Wait, one moment.

Morgana: *sighs* What do you want?

Breena: Your friends talked about making the world a better place. You're hunting those coins, aren't you?

Darious: How did you...?

Breena: Well, they're... they're dangerous.

James: How'd you know about that?

Breena: That's not important. What's more important is that you learn to quit while you can. Those coins are cursed, I tell you...

Gordon: Well, we've got a somewhat different theory...

Tam-Tam: Save it, big guy! Think of the bravery it must've taken this woman to speak with us, hardened criminals. 

Edward: Indeed, All just to warn us that we're in terrible danger. Her selflessness ought to inspire us to change our ways.

Breena: Really?

Edward: Of course she means it. I honestly can't remember the last time I felt so looked out for. Come here, you! Let me give you a hug.

*Edward hugs Breena.*

Breena: Oh, you are a gentleman.

Edward: You take care now.

*Edward, the rest of the Steam Team and the Dread Pirates all leave back to the ship. Back at the ship, Morgana turns to Edward.*

Morgana: You certainly were... friendly with that woman.

Edward: You noticed? Oh, I'm most impressed with your powers of perception, Morgana.

Morgana: I didn't think she was your type.

Edward: I never said she was. When she mentioned the coins, she put her hand to her pocket and...

*Edward holds a coin that Breena gave to him.*

Darious: Wait... you mean...?

Tam-Tam: Guys, to be a great thief, you have to learn how to steal and not get caught. Stealing it was easy as pie...

Morgana: Yeah... Fine. Come on. We've got more coins to hunt.

Thomas: Right then, everyone. Back to the ship and set sail for our next course.

*The Steam Team and the Dread Pirates set sail for their hunt to find the next coin.*

*End of Scene 3*
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Scene 4:

*Scene changes to the pirate ship at dusk. Thomas is talking to Mila and Darious.*

Thomas: So... where to now?

Darious: This time, to safer shores... I promise. We're going to visit an old friend named Luprand. He's the steward of a man named Lazerby. a collector of rare artifacts.
So he may have come across those seeking the coins. Or, if we're fortunate... he may have procured some already.

Mila: But why are you up so late, anyway?

Thomas: There's just a lot to think over, Mila. My mind just isn't letting me sleep. It's been a odd week for us engines, hasn't it?

Mila: Yeah, I understand. It certainly has, Thomas.

Darious: But the coin isn't really what's bothering me. Mila, Thomas, I don't mean to add to your burdens. Morgana is the first mate, So I usually confer with her. But given everything
she's been through today... I feel you two are the right sorts to talk to about this.

Thomas: So... what's on your mind, Darious?

Darious: There's a twisted irony to work here, Thomas. We spent the day trying to excuse Morgana's thievery. Saying the Dread Pirates are something more than criminals, and yet we had to steal,
once again. *sighs* Thomas, when we first met, I told you we weren't real pirates, right?

Thomas: Right.

Darious: But from your perspective, well... given all that's happened since you came board, what do you think we are?

Mila: Tell us, Darious... what IS the difference between a pirate and a queen?

Darious: Hmmm... Well, there could be multiple points of distinction...

Thomas: A pirate steals a few small treasure with a ship, and a queen steals an entire nation with an army. The only difference is a matter of scale. Except queens don't steal nations anymore. This is the
21st century, we have something worse than kings and queens, politics.

Mila: Thanks, Thomas. *turns to Darious.* Have you ever met a queen who lamented the fact that he had to conquer to earn her crown? We shouldn't be ashamed of who we are.

Darious: I refuse to believe that makes us right and that we're just... pirates.

Mila: We're not "just pirates". We're the DREAD PIRATES, and we're on the grandest adventure the world has ever seen.

Thomas: And from what I know, you guys are actually reliable pirates. You saved me and the Steam Team's lives, we thought we would owe you the favour.

Mila: Thanks, Thomas. We should be proud of our ambition and our strength.

Thomas: Are you pirates? *scoffs* Doesn't feel like an interesting question to me.

Darious: It... doesn't? What question intrigues you two, then?

Thomas: Why is your crew loyal to you, Darious? Is it because you've promised to be better, nobler, or more honest than anyone else?

Darious: Erm... No, I suppose not.

Mila: You saved my life, Darious, and Thomas' life, if not the other engines too. You probably saved Morgana's life too.

Thomas: A life debt, then... is that it?

Mila: It's much more than that. Darious' quest has become our quest too, Thomas. I was merely a merchant. Morgana was just another pirate.

Thomas: I'm still a stowaway, you know.

Mila: Tam-Tam was bored and aimless. But now we have something bigger than ourselves to believe in. Like you said, this crew is my family now.

Thomas: The Steam Team's a family too. Right or wrong, we'll always stand with you, Darious. Little engines can do big things!

Darious: *smiles brightly* Thank you, Thomas. You may not be one of us, but I know you'll be a reliable sort to help.

*Thomas and Mila are both going onto the ship's deck when Morgana stops them.*

Morgana: Hey, you two! Where do you think YOU'RE going?

Thomas: Well... we were just...

Morgana: You know, I never liked you, No. 1. And last night, I saw you and the captain chatting away like best pals. Well, I just needed to remind you of your places around here.
I'M the first mate, you know. NOT YOU.

Thomas: Yes... yes... I know, Morgana... I know. You don't have be such a douche about it. We're all rookies here, so get used to it.

Mila: Did you really just want to bully us about rank? We did win the trial, didn't we?

Morgana: Hey, I'm getting there. I also wanted to say thanks... I know you two saved my ass back there. I wouldn't have been able to talk my way of that mess. Hell, you two
might've given Darious a good run for his money.

Thomas: Don't mention it. It's just what us engines do for a living.

Mila: Uh... you're welcome... I guess?

Morgana: I'm usually pretty good at sizing people up... but NOT in a way you think. But anyway, It's not so easy for me to admit I'm wrong. But I owe you guys my life. I'm glad you're on my side.
And hey, the next time you've got some theory about the coins, feel free to talk to me about 'em too.

Thomas: Ummm... sure?

Morgana: I mean, you and me... we know what it's like to be changed by 'em, you know. Darious only knows about it secondhand.

Mila: Yes... of course.

Morgana: And anything else you want to chat about, you've got my permission to bring that up too.

Thomas: Your... permission?

Morgana: Hey shut up, No. 1. I'm new at being nice.

Thomas: Alright, well... clearly.

*Thomas and Mila find Darious and James at the bow of the ship, looking out on the horizon.*

Darious: Ah! Thomas, Mila. We've reached landfall. James, I need you to drop anchor.

James: On it!

*James steams off the lower the anchor, Thomas steams forward.*

Mila: Ummm... Darious. Do you know which place is this?

Darious: I believe we're at Lynton, Mila.

Thomas: We're quite a walk away from the harbour, Darious...

Darious: We're not docking in the harbour, Thomas. I'm not risking anyone mistaking us for Rourkie again. We're docking near the woods, 
and we're taking our coins with us, just in case.

Thomas: *turns to Mila.* Oh dear... something tells me this is a very bad idea... And I would've been more happier if I just stayed with those narrow gauge engines that live in Lynton.

Mila: There's a narrow gauge line there?

Thomas: Of course, The Lynton and Barnstaple Railway is quite near here.

Mila: Why couldn't we stay there?

Thomas: Well, 1) We're on an important quest right now, and 2) Me and the Steam Team are standard gauge, so we're quite larger.

Mila: Oh...

*Scene changes to the outside of a manor house where the Steam Team and the Dread Pirates are there outside. Thomas is ringing the doorbell. The butler answers it.*

Butler: Oh, dear. More would-be guests? Whoever or whatever you're looking for...

Darious: I have business with your master, Luprand.

Butler: Luprand may be the steward for this manor... but he doesn't entertain guests, except on business and you don't have any business with him.

Thomas: Actually, we do. Me and my friends here are looking for some rare coins...

Butler: Oh... You're not getting are you? You don't have any, and I mean, ANY business with him. Please leave immediately...

Mila: Excuse me, but Darious is an old friend of his, and I'm sure he'll be more than perturbed if you...

Butler: Listen to me, ma'am. You have to...

Voice: Is everything quite all right out here? I heard shouting.

*Just then, a German Shepherd in 17 century clothing walks out. For he is known as Luprand.*

Luprand: Darious? Is that you? It's been 20 years if it's been a day.

Darious: Hello, old friend. *shakes Luprand's hand.*

Luprand: Come in, come in! Though if I may ask. Could your friends remain outside?

Thomas: Ah... yeah... Not a engine-friendly house... We can live with that.

Percy: But it's so dark... and cold... and musty.

Henry: Yeah, We're the Steam Team, and we...

Luprand: I'm sorry, I must insist. There is a matter of much delicacy I must speak with you about... Alone.

Darious: Crew, remain outside please. This shouldn't be long. In the meantime... Thomas, Mila and Morgana will be in charge.

*Thomas and Mila high-five each other. Morgana pouts in dismay.*

Thomas: Me in charge of the fleet. I can't wait...

Darious: And you three, I expect you to display some magnanimousness about this.

Thomas: Oh... erm... I'll sure show them... um...

Tam-Tam: It means to be gracious and humble.

Thomas: Oh, thanks Tam-Tam. But I think I know what it means now.

Morgana: Don't you worry, Darious. I can be gracious and humble all day long.

*Gordon turns to James.*

Gordon: *whispers* She can't even be kind for at least one second.

*James snickers quietly.*

Darious: Of course you can, you three. I'll see you soon.

*Just then, the butler walks out.*

Butler: I'll keep the crew company, sir.

Luprand: You'll do no such thing, Charleston. This here is my old friend Darious. Please go to the wine cellar and fetch us a bottle.

Charleston: Yes, sir.

Darious: Oooh, a bit of wine? Sounds lovely.

*Darious and Luprand enter the building, leaving the other pirates and the engines outside.*

Duck: So... er... should one of us return to the ship, just to keep an eye on it?

Morgana: Why bother, No. 8? Who would steal that old clunker?

James: That damn Rourkie. Those cannons cut through us like a hot knife through butter.

Henry: I'd give my Class 5 firebox for The Pirate's Fate back.

Gordon: Really?

Henry: Ehh... no.

Thomas: You know, guys. I miss it too...

Mila: Same here. If we had our ship back, do you think we would've defeated Rourkie?

Jade: Not that I know of.

Morgana: Well, damn right we would've!

Thomas: Which means... *gasps* Leeko's death! It's MY fault, isn't it? It's all my fault!

Mila: What makes you say that, Thomas?

Tam-Tam: Oh, darling, please. We don't need to see you engage in ANY self-flagellation.

Morgana: Tam-Tam, No. 1 and Mila may not be favourites of mine, but even I know they'd never do that out in public.

Thomas: No, no, Morgana, I mean it. Mila and I were the ones that gave away our ship. And with that, our edge in combat. There's no way to deny it, we're responsible.

Gordon: You just disobeyed orders, little Thomas. Didn't you expect there would be consequences?

Abigail: Even people who follow orders die out here, Thomas. It goes with the territory. Both Mila and Leeko were merchants before coming on board, right Mila?

Mila: Yeah... that's right.

Tam-Tam: I'm sure Leeko would've jumped at the chance to live to be a hundred, moving spices across the same safe trade route over and over again.

Thomas: What're you talking about?

Bertha: What Tam-Tam is saying, Thomas, Is that as far as she sees it, drudgery and meaninglessness is a fate worse than death.

Edward: And you two both did Leeko a favor.

Mila: Thanks, you guys. But how many other people will Rourkie kill before we can stop him?

Thomas: And how many will have to die for our mistake?

Mila: And HOW can we sleep at night knowing about this?

Chloe: You think YOU have trouble sleeping?

Morgana: Well, yeah. How many people do you think I killed before I joined up with Darious?

Thomas: I... erm... I don't know.

James: You were a heartless killer before coming on board...? Damn, I'm shocked. I thought for sure you would've been a purveyor of artisan soap cakes.

Morgana: Oh shut up, No. 5. Mila, No. 1, you feel bad because your actions got Leeko killed. But what if you two shoved daggers into their backs or forced them to walk the plank?
By the time I joined Darious, I'd lost track of the people who've died at my hands. Some for good reasons, some for...

Thomas: Oh, God... really?!

Morgana: Yes, really. But I'm sleeping just fine, thank you very much.

Mila: How?

Morgana: The coins, you guys. It's the coins.

Percy: So you're saying... the coins cure insomnia?

Morgana: No, you fool! Once Darious explained the mission to me, I knew everything we did was justified. When we succeed, we'll bring more light into the world than
all the death and destruction I could've done in a thousand lifetimes.

Toby: Oh, that's certainly impressive.

Thomas: So what you're saying is... we don't have to feel guilty, because the ends justify the means?

Morgana: Yeah, something like that.

Gordon: But if only we were stealing regular gold, we might be able to uprgrade our ship to something a little bit nicer...

Tam-Tam: Like that ship that just pulled into the harbour? She's a beauty, isn't she?

Morgana: I don't believe it... that's...

Thomas: What ship?

*Thomas and the other engines turn around to find a familiar ship.*

Thomas: It is! IT'S THE PIRATE'S FATE! IT'S BACK!

Edward: Hold it, Thomas! Rourkie could be lurking about on it... And Darious hasn't come out yet!

Thomas: You're right, Edward. We've got to get the captain! Leave it to me.

*Thomas blows his whistle and Luprand answers the door.*

Luprand: What do you want? You're coming at an inopportune time, you know...

Thomas: Sorry, Mr. Luprand, sir. But we've got to alert Darious. It's serious.

*Just then, Darious arrives at the door.*

Darious: Luprand, what's gotten into you? I'm sure my crew wouldn't be knocking and whistling quite ferociously if it wasn't so serious.

Mila: But captain! Look!

*Mila points to The Pirate's Fate and Darious gasps.*

Darious: Well, shiver me timbers... The Pirate's Fate! Rourkie's coming in from the east. That means his line of sight doesn't hit where we've moored on the coast.

Luprand: Darious, If I may borrow just one more moment of your...

Darious: Not now, Luprand. I've got a ship to stop.

Luprand: Alright, please yourself then, old chap. Cheerio.

*Luprand closes the door.*

Donald: So Rourkie doesn't know we're here? Och, that gives us the element of surprise.

Morgana: No time for that, No. 9! Let's ambush him!

Darious: Wait a minute...

Morgana: What is it, captain? This is our chance! We've got to strike now!

Darious: I don't want to risk a direct confrontation...

Morgana: And I don't want to risk letting that b*****d get away.

James: And I don't really want to be here. In fact, NONE OF US DO!

Gordon: James is right, the sooner we get the mission done, the better.

Darious: Just listen for a minute, please! Rourkie's looking for a coin! That trail will lead him straight to this door! And we're going to let him walk right in!

*The engines all gasp and mutter in shock.*

Darious: Trust me, engines. If he steps inside that house... he's not coming out.

Morgana: But captain...

Darious: I'll explain later. Right now we've got to find better cover.

Mila: I thought we weren't ambushing Rourkie...

Thomas: We're not, Mila. We've after something FAR more important that revenge. We're retaking that ship, now here's my plan...

*Thomas and the Dread Pirates gather close to each other and whisper the plan, the other engines eavesdrop on it too. Scene changes to out at sea where The Pirate's Fate is sailing, with Brock at the ship's wheel.*

Brock: *chuckles* Who knew trading ships would be so much fun? Mary, are you being a deafo again? Swab the desks!

Mary: On it, Brock!

*Meanwhile, Thomas, James, Percy and Nia are at the top of some trees near the cliff edge, ready to strike. Mila is on Thomas' footplate, Morgana on James', Darious on Percy's and Tam-Tam on Nia's.*

Thomas: Right then, you guys... Are you ready...?

*The others agree as The Pirate's Fate draws nearer to the trees.*

Brock: *smirks* Man, driving this thing is easy. I've had such a good week and a good run. Nothing will ever stop me!

Thomas: NOW!!!

*Thomas, the engines and the Dread Pirates jump from the trees. The other engines follow pursuit and jump on the ship.*

Brock: What the f-?

*The engines grab Brock and hold him hostage. Meanwhile, Mary abandons ship.*

Thomas: Check his pockets! Pronto!

*Percy checks Brock's pockets.*

Percy: Yo, I found a coin!

Edward: Alright, good sir. Where's Rourkie going next?

Morgana: Yeah, Brock. Where is he?

Brock: Nice to see you again too, Morgy.

*James slaps Brock on the back of his head.*

James: Don't you dare call her that, beaky!

Morgana: Tell us now, or I'll slit your throat.

Brock: I... I... er...

Thomas: Tell us now, feathers! Or I'm gonna do something VERY ILLEGAL!

Brock: ARRGH! Okay, okay! Fine! We were heading to Queen Nakhta's bay after this...

Mila: Hang on, hang on! You're telling us Rourkie would take his ship RIGHT to the doorstep of the most powerful pirate-hater on the planet? Do you think we're fools?

Brock: Good guess, but actually no. But that doesn't mean I was lying, right?

Darious: Rourkie wanted to challenge the Queen's navy? With such a small crew?

Brock: I said I'd tell you where we were going. I don't remember saying I'd tell you why we were going there. If you want more information, well... I'm happy to negotiate...

Holly: What ambition this guy has.

James: Ambition?! *scoffs* He stole our ship AND killed Leeko! And now he wants to negotiate with us? Well no, you guys! It's time for some revenge, hardcore Lank and York style! *gets out pocket knife.*

Gordon: J-James...

James: Don't you try and stop me, parrot-boy must PAY!

*But before James could slit Brock's throat, Percy blows his whistle.*

Percy: James, wait! We're not savages.

Brock: You know, you should listen to the small green engine.

James: Don't care, me and Morgana are still wringing your neck, Beaky!

Brock: My name's Brock, you know.

Percy: We can't just kill him, then we're no better than he is.

James: Oh my God, I'm sick to death of your holier than thou bulls**t, Percy!

Tam-Tam: But green one's right. If we don't kill him, what are we supposed to do with him? Let him go?

Mila: Indeed, what we have to do is obvious.

Thomas: It is?

Mila: We turn him over to Queen Nakhta!

Brock: YOU WHAT?!

Gordon: Yeah, we'll let him answer for his crimes, the RIGHT way.

Duck: Or the Great Western way. There are two ways of doing things...

James: SHUT THE HELL UP, DUCK! WE HAVE THIS UNDER CONTROL!

Nia: Of course, that would be a perfect idea to get our foot in the door with the Queen.

Molly: We could introduce ourselves as pirate hunters, bring her a deadly pirate who's plotted her harm...

Tam-Tam: And she'll be in the right mindset to tell us what we need to know about whatever Rourkie wanted. What a perfect idea!

Morgana: No, it's not! Brock should die by our hands and buffers, not rot in a jail cell.

James: Hold on, Morgana. I think the guys are onto something.

Brock: Rotting in a jail cell! Are you mad? Queen Nakhta will hang me before dawn. Just kill me right now, I'd rather die out here at sea, where I might've been a hero then be hanged in the town square where everyone will know
what I've done. Please... have mercy.

Morgana: Actually, No. 5. I'm starting to believe everything now. He's changed my mind, Mila and No. 6 were right! A quick death is too good for him. I want to see him suffer.

Thomas: Actually, it's not about making him suffer, and it's not about manipulating the queen, it's about doing the right thing. We engines always know when the time is right, don't we?

*The other engines agree.*

Morgana: Where do you get off talking like you're better than us all the time, No. 1?

Tam-Tam: Mila and Thomas are heaven sent, to be the better angels of our nature.

Brock: Oh yeah, they're angels, all right. The angels of DEATH!

Edward: Thomas isn't an angel...

Tam-Tam: Then why has he got a halo floating around his funnel?

*Sure enough, Thomas has a grey, cloudy halo floating around his funnel.*

Thomas: That? Oh, that's not a big deal. That's just a steam ring. *shoos off steam ring.* We engines always do that. Anyways, Molly! Chart a course for Kittering Castle. We've got a queen to see.

Molly: Ay-ay, Thomas!

*Molly steams away to chart the course. Thomas pulls up to Morgana and James.*

Thomas: And you two? I need you to dispose of Brock.

Morgana: Say no more, No. 1. I'd be happy to see him hanging by his feathery neck.

James: Ooooh, can I come too?

Morgana: Sure, No. 5.

*End of Scene 4*
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Scene 5:

*Scene changes to back on the Island of Sodor where Diesel is at Crovan's Gate with Annie and Clarabel, exhausted from doing all of Thomas' work as well as his own.*

Narrator: Back on the Island of Sodor, things still weren't going well without the Steam Team.

Diesel: *pants* This... is... exhausting... I miss the blue puffball, I miss the unrevolutionary, I miss everyone.

Joey: So do I, Diesel. But there's nothing we can do about it.

*Just then, The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt) walks onto the platform.*

The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt): Quite right indeed, Joey. Without the Steam Team, I've been having to work in overdrive to get their trains up and running.

Joey: You know, guys. I'm sick to death of doing all this extra work. I miss the engines really badly, I think it's high time we formed a search party.

The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt): Hmmmmm... But what about the passengers?

Diesel: Couldn't a bus service take over? I mean other buses, not just Bertie, Bulgy and Algy.

The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt): Seems like a fair idea, Diesel.

*Just then, The Thin Controller (Mr. Percival) walks onto the platform.*

The Thin Controller (Mr. Percival): Good morning, you lot. Still peeved about the loss of the Steam Team?

Joey: As a matter of fact, Mr. Percival, sir. Yes!

The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt): And as a result, Diesel and Joey are going to be forming a search party on the mainland.

*Diesel and Joey look at each other in angst.*

Joey: Us... sir? On the mainland?

Diesel: I don't know, sir. It's been an AWFUL long time since I've been on the mainland.

The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt): Yes, I know that. But you're not going alone, I'm coming too.

*Just then, Amy and the Female Furries walk onto the platform.*

Amy: And so are we!

Joey: Hey, girls. What're you doing here?

Amy: We were on this train for ages, we were waiting to go to Crovan's Gate.

Sandy: It's been so boring, not having the engines to torment on a daily basis.

Fifi: I really miss monsieur James.

Fidget: And we're all going to help find them too!

Lilac: We do come from different universes and we must stick together.

Darlene: Even if we make out alive or not.

The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt): Excellent. I knew I could count on you girls.

*Just then, Neville pulls into the station.*

Neville: What about me, sir? Can I come too?

The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt): I don't know...

Joey: I wouldn't mind, sir. Neville hardly hasn't had any work to do. I think he'll work perfectly with us.

The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt): Very well, then. Neville. You can come!

Neville: Thank you, sir!

*Just then, the Skarloey Railway engines all pull into the station.*

Skarloey: Are you sure you want to go? We want to come to...

The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt): I'm sorry, Skarloey. You and the others are much too small in gauge to help with this big mission.

The Thin Controller (Mr. Percival): Alright now, Topham. If my engines want to join, they can. Considering the Skarloey line is need of a HUGE major repair and there might
not be enough work for the engines whilst the repairs are being carried out.

The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt): But how? They are narrow gauge and they possibly can't fit.

Joey: What about the special haulage wagons you've specially built for the engines? They haven't even gotten to use those yet.

The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt): Hmmmm... I guess that could work, I mainly just planned on using them if one of the smaller engines on the NWR breaks down and I haven't
any spare engines.

Joey: *turns to the Skarloey engines.* Well, guys. What'd you say?

*The Skarloey engines all whistle and honk in delight.*

The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt): Very well then, it's settled. Tomorrow, we all go the mainland and find the Steam Team!

*Everyone cheers know that their plan will work.*

Narrator: So it was sorted. Tomorrow, me and the citizens of Sodor will travel through England to find the Steam Team...

*Scene changes to The Steam Team and the Dread Pirates, outside Queen Nakhta's court. A royal guard is talking to Thomas and Mila.*

Narrator: Meanwhile, on the other side of the continent, The Steam Team and the Dread Pirates had travelled all the way to Kittering Castle to meet with the queen.

Guard: Thanks for giving us this criminal, guys. Her Royal Highness would be thrilled.

Brock: Are you guys really allowed to be executing pirates in a local kingdom?

Guard: At this point, no talking.

*The guard walks Brock carefully to the gallows. Thomas and the other engines watch him disdainfully.*

Percy: A sad end for a sadder person. Come on, guys. We have a queen to see. *chuffs off to join Thomas and the pirates.*

*Thomas steams forward to the door of the court, Mila and Darious follow. Thomas blows his whistle to attract the sentry's attention.*

Thomas: Do you think the Queen will help us with the coins? I'm pretty sure turning Brock in went well, didn't it?

Tam-Tam: That's all you're curious about? What will the Queen say? You're not more concerned about any other recent developments, Thomas?

Toby: Lighten up, Tam-Tam. It's only a bit of fun.

Mila: We haven't the slightest clue what you're talking about.

Morgana: Oh come on, Mila and No. 1? Your brains are bigger than your brawns, you must've noticed that.

Edward: *whistles* Oh give it a rest, you lot. We're the Dread Pirates and the Steam Team. There's no need to fling insults at each other.

Darious: Especially when we've got a queen to see.

Mila: I don't think anyone was insulting us. It's only natural for them to be curious about the change in us. We certainly are, aren't we, Thomas?

Thomas: That's... very mature and humble of you, Mila. Hadn't thought of that.

Mila: Of course it is, Thomas. Humility and grace come naturally to us.

Thomas: And so are the three Rs of engines. Responsible, Reliable and Really Useful!

Tam-Tam: Now that you're bragging about it, yes... I can really see the humility in you, Mila.

Mila: Thank you, Tam-Tam.

Percy: But besides that, who's the sentry at the gates?

Voice: That would be me, Priscilla.

*The gates open and a pheasant dressed in royal clothes walks out.*

Priscilla: I'm dreadfully sorry, but the Queen's just too busy to see any old merchants right now. *notices Thomas and Mila.* My word! It's you! The steam locomotive with a face and the real life angel? I'm so happy you've graced
us with your presence, You're here for the coins, aren't you?

Mila: Well, I don't know if I'm actually a...

Priscilla: The queen will be SO overjoyed to see you. *turns to Thomas.* And you... may I ask, Who are you and where are you from? I don't mean to pry, it's just that, well, for us residents and staff of Kittering Castle, it can be difficult to find a place where public
rail transport is still a thing.

Thomas: My name is Thomas T. Tank Engine, Me and my sentient engine friends known as the Steam Team have come all this way from the Island of Sodor, Northwest England. We were stowaways of pir- I mean... sailors whilst
heading out on a trip.

Priscilla: Sentient? That means... you DO know about those coins. They touched me, too. Go right in and see the queen.

Thomas: Why thank you.

*The courtroom doors open and the crew enter where they find themselves in the queen's alley. It's full of different shops and cafes selling different things.*

Mila: That was easy...

Thomas: Indeed... but... do those coins REALLY make non-living things sentient?

Darious: One of them does indeed, Thomas.

Thomas: Interesting.

Edward: Hey, has anyone seen James?

*Just then, they notice a corner near the entrance where James is.*

James: Thank you! *steams out from the corner and catches up with the others, holding a bag.* Hanging Brock did us a good turn, guards said I can use his feathers as quills, quite handy if I say so myself!

Mila: O... kay?

Gordon: Hold on a minute, are you REALLY sure that she's a queen?

Tam-Tam: Positive, why?

Gordon: Well, here's the thing. Us Steam Team engines have actually MET the Queen, and not the queen we're seeing.

Mila: You mean, you engines actually met THE queen?

Gordon: Indeed, HM The Queen, that is.

Darious: Unbelieveable, you must be very lucky engines.

Thomas: Oh, that was years ago. There were only seven of us engines back then.

*Just then, some doors open and the engines find themselves in the courtroom of Queen Nakhta. Right at the back of the courtroom is the throne where the Queen is sitting,
she gazes in amazement.*

Royal Guard: Your Majesty, you have some visitors.

Queen Nakhta: Ah, One was wondering when you lot would turn up. One's hosted a lot of public hangings of pirates in their day. But upon my word, one's NEVER seen one quite like that. It was absolutely marvellous.

Mila: You need not flatter us, your majesty.

Queen Nakhta: And another thing, you have real locomotives? In ONE's courtroom?! One didn't think that was possible.

Thomas: *laughs* It is now, your majesty. I'm Thomas, Thomas T. Tank Engine and these are my friends known as The Steam Team.

Queen Nakhta: *steps forward from her throne and shakes hands with Thomas.* Well, one welcomes you to Kittering Castle, Thomas.

Thomas: Thank you. So how did the hanging go, by any chance?

Queen Nakhta: Well, the lever was pulled, and you suddenly became a vision of a steam-powered beauty. It was as though devine providence was celebrating one's... *clears throat* our
efforts to stamp our piracy. It was the talk of the town, one tells you. People are wondering when you'll deign to make your next public performance. They must've been thrilled to see such a famous engine in one's kingdom.

Morgana: Our next public appearence? As soon as we can, we can always crush anyone who stands in our way!

Queen Nakhta: Splendid, hence the need for this pedantic conversation.

Henry: Uh... what?

Gordon: *steams forward and clears his throat.* May I intervene this conversation? I'm not sure what we're getting at... you being a queen. *scoffs* I've obviously met the queen before and I know what she looks like.

Queen Nakhta: Wait... you know... Queen Elizabeth II?

Gordon: Yeah... so?

Queen Nakhta: Oh, one says! She was a friend of mine back in high school. *sighs* Them were the days. One wonders how things are getting back at Buckingham Palace? One hasn't heard from her in a long time, not since Prince Philip passed away.

Percy: Dang...

Queen Nakhta: But anyways, how precisely would you describe the bloodiness of your battles? Exceedingly bloody or obscenely so?

Thomas: Uhhh... the what now? But... your majesty...

Queen Nakhta: No, no. You're right. Best to leave some things firmly in the realm of imagination. At the very least, inform one as to the source of your little tiff?

Oliver: Tiff? Rourkie's crew was a gang of dirty thugs and killers, and...

Morgana: No. 11, you obviously don't know much more about Rourkie than I do.

Tam-Tam: That explains a lot, given that you used to be.

Darious: The source, your majesty, was that both Rourkie and I sought the same treasure. A collection of enchanted coins, with power to change the world, and we believe you know a little something about this treasure?

Queen Nakhta: Of course, One too, has sought their power. The situation here is more dire than you could possibly imagine.

Thomas: I can't blame you, the NWR's been suffering similar problems like that too. But at least it wasn't as bad as what happened with the real British Railway network.

Duck: Wait... what's going on?

Queen Nakhta: Oh, nothing much. Before we tell you, one must ask for a vow of silence from all of you on this matter. Don't speak to anyone and one means, ANYONE at all, about the subjects on which one is about to speak, on pain of treason. Does one make herself absolutely, crystal clear?

Edward: Your majesty, our lips are sealed, we'll hardly make a single puff about it.

Thomas: Yes, but... why?

Mila: Why such secrecy?

Queen Nakhta: Well, for the sake of your safety, enemies of the kingdom could be ANYWHERE.

Thomas: Alright, we understand.

Queen Nakhta: One's malicious sister, Bilba, has returned and she's laid claim to my throne. Already she's amassed many supporters, who are plotting insurrection in secret.
Before one heard of the coins, one had two choices. Surrender and let a crazed woman rule one's kingdom, or let the streets run red as we plunge into a bloody civil war.

Emily: Negotation was ruled out, I take it?

Duck: Not even a compromise.

Queen Nakhta: Well, negotiation with her is beyond futile. Bilba won't be satisfied until she's holding the entire country in her iron grip. But when one heard about the coins, one realized she had a chance.

Donald: Och, I dinna understand this. A kingdom still being ruled only to be anguished by a rival country.

Douglas: Aye, this is the 21st century, your majesty. We've already got the House of Commons running our country. Why couldn't you collaborate with the Royal Arm Forces to take her out?

Queen Nakhta: That could be a suggestion but as the kingdom is currently in a cost of a living crisis, the chances are unlikely.

Donald: Ach, cannae blame you. It costs more to run a kingdom than to run a railway.

Queen Nakhta: Yes, and now, it's presented itself. You lot can help me use the coins and keep the peace.

Thomas: Well, I don't know how that would work. But as a group of really useful engines who are working hard to obtain some coins for these treasure-hunters, we'll be happy to help.

Mila: And nothing is more important than working for the cause of peace.

Toby: But of course, your majesty. We don't exactly work for free, even back on Sodor.

Darious: Uhh... Toby...?

Queen Nakhta: Oh, it's alright. A deal's a deal! One'll throw in the coins she's collected so far. Sound like a fair bargain?

Darious: Of course. A bargain is a price worth paid.

Queen Nakhta: One knows how fickle these coins can be. So one sought out to help a pair of famous researchers, they help one to create what they call a talisman to pair with one's "Shape What You Were" coin. Eliminate all uncertainty. *turns to the guard.* Gabe, please fetch one's bill of sale.

Guard: Of course, your majesty.

*The guard walks off and Queen Nakhta turns back to the engines and pirates.*

Queen Nakhta: Whoever wears this talisman, will have his or her entire life re-written as one's younger sibling. Bilba and the rest of the kingdom will never even remember once who challenged one for the crown.

Thomas: What... are you sure?

Mila: Yeah, I'm not sure that will work...

Queen Nakhta: Oh, one knows you'll be up to the task at hand. Just look at you two, Both the loyal, awe-inspiring beings to set foot in the castle.

James: Mila has a point, we've never forced someone to change against their will. It sounds... well... too unethical.

Queen Nakhta: Unethical?! Unethical indeed! You're going to let that stand in the way of preventing a war?

Mila: No, what James means is that I don't believe the ends justify the means. We can't allow ourselves to become evil to prevent some hypothetical greater evil.

Queen Nakhta: Oh... *facepalms* One doesn't believe this.

Darious: There's another more practical problem. If your sister's life changes, it might be in some way you didn't imagine. I'm not sure if it will turn out as you want it.

Queen Nakhta: Well, we have to try SOMETHING! For heaven's sake, Mila and Thomas. You MUST have some idea. You're our kingdom's angels, aren't you?

Thomas: Why the hell is everyone calling me that? I'm not an angel, I'm only a tank engine!

Mila: Well, in a literal sense, Thomas, we MIGHT be. But I don't even know if our bodies makes us...

James: It does, honestly. He's the one built as the E2 class, Mila! We get it!

Morgana: My God... this is getting old, fast.

Thomas: Old... fast... 

*Suddenly, Thomas has an idea and blows his whistle.*

Thomas: That's it! Getting old fast! Morgana and James, you're geniuses!

Tam-Tam: Okay, what's the punchline?

Toby: This isn't a joke, Tam-Tam. I think Thomas could be onto something!

Thomas: Your majesty, you wanted to make it so your sister never challenged you, so you sought to make her younger. But why don't you make yourself OLDER?
I mean you'll still reverse the birth order, won't you?

Queen Nakhta: That's... a brilliant idea! A much simpler and more elegant solution. And best of all, one doesn't even need to involve dear Bilba. Why didn't one
meet you months ago? We'll have to see those merchants, there's no time to waste.

*Just then, the guard returns with Queen Nakhta's bill of sale.*

Queen Nakhta: Thank you, Gabe. *reads the bill of sale.* According to one's bill, these merchants are situated near Porlock Weir.

Thomas: Porlock Weir? You mean, right across the channel? Are you sure?

Queen Nakhta: You are up for the challenge, aren't you?

Thomas: Oh, yes. We are...

*Thomas gazes nervously back at Mila, Percy, Darious, Tam-Tam and Gordon, who look at him quite concerned.*

Thomas: Okay, now I'm getting a headache...

Queen Nakhta: So does one! How could this possibly be the process you described not a moment ago as "easy"?

Thomas: Hey, it was a long week. I'm exhausted, I've been on a scavanger hunt to find some coins that I don't know of and I STILL haven't gotten home back to Sodor. It's tiring, I know I love travelling the world
and all but this is getting too ridiculous! *turns to the other engines.* Anyway, you guys get back to the ship and I'll meet you lot later.

Queen Nakhta: Very well then, One'll be setting up diplomatic matters with Thomas here.

*The Dread Pirates and Steam Team exit the courtroom, Mila calls back to Thomas over her shoulder.*

Mila: Don't worry, Thomas. We hope you can get out of here whilst you can soon.

Thomas: Me too, Mila.

*End of Scene 5*
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Scene 6:

*The next morning, on the Island of Sodor. Joey and Diesel's search party are waiting at Vicarstown, ready to go and find the Steam Team.*

Narrator: Back on the Island of Sodor, The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt) sent me and Diesel's search party plans into action.

Diesel: Okay, once more, sir. Where are we going? 

The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt): To South West England. 

Diesel: And why are you and the Female Furries in the coaches? 

Amy: We're gonna help locate the whereabouts of Thomas and the Steam Team.

Diesel: And why is Joey here? 

Joey: I came up with the idea. 

Diesel: And why am I here? 

Sandy: Because you know the Other Railway better than we do, Diesel. 

Diesel: And why are the narrow gauge engines here? 

Skarloey: Because we couldn't find Duke to look after the railway. 

Diesel: And why is Duke here? 

Duke: 'Cause Bertram didn't wanna come by himself.

Bertram: *On a flatbed* Hi!

Diesel: And why is everyone else here?

Joey: *sighs* To be honest, Diesel. I think everyone else on Sodor had the same idea.

Diesel: *chuckles* Okay, fair enough.

*Just then, Salty and Porter arrive at Vicarstown, with Cranky, Carly and Big Mickey on the flatbeds. The two engines are quite out of breath.*

Salty: Ahoy... me hearties... *pants* You're not going to believe what I just found!

Joey: What is it, Salty?

Porter: *pants* Salty found a message-in-a-bottle, floating near the quay at Brendam.

Cranky: And I've told you multiples times, it's just rubbish. That should be at the waste dump.

Whiff: Now now, Cranky. Let's not jump to conclusions. Salty could be right.

Salty: Arrr... indeed. But the only thing is... I don't have a bottle opener.

Mavis: You can borrow mine. *gives Salty her bottle opener.*

Salty: Aaargh, Thank you Mavis.

*Salty uses the bottle-opener to open the bottle. He looks inside.*

Salty: I don't think there's any paper. You have a look, Joey.

*Salty gives Joey the bottle, Joey shakes the bottle upside-down and a piece of paper falls out from inside.*

Joey: *gasps* Salty, you're right. This IS a message-in-a-bottle!

Cranky: So he WAS telling the truth.

Diesel: What does it say, Joey?

*Joey reads the message and gasps again.*

Joey: It's from Thomas! HE'S ALIVE!!!

*The other engines all cheer and whistle.*

The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt): Alright, settle down, everyone! Let's not get carried away! Joey, what did Thomas write to us?

Joey: Well, he wrote...

*Scene cuts to Thomas in a cabin on the Pirate's Fate, writing a letter back to Sodor.*

Thomas: *thinking as he writes* Dear Joey and all my friends.
Me and the Steam Team are doing alright, all 21 of us engines are together. 
Unfortunately, we didn't arrive in Dartmouth as our railferry got destroyed in a storm. 
But luckily, we were rescued by a group of treasure hunters known as the Dread Pirates.
They're currently on a hunt for some magic coins that can change almost everything in the world.
We have found six coins in the process as of now and we're currently finding the seventh one.
But I hope you guys are doing fine. The Dread Pirates have promised us that we'll be home
on the Island of Sodor once the rescue mission is complete. Unless we take a turning to Dartmouth...

But my condolences go out to all the engines and friends who have managed without us.

Yours truly
Thomas and the Steam Team

*Thomas puts the letter in a bottle and throws it out to sea.*

Thomas: I hope they get the message in time.

*Scene cuts back to Joey reading the note.*

Joey: Well, won't you look at that? Thomas is alright, he's just been rescued by friendly pirates.

The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt): Well then, We better go to the many seaside lines we can find.

Joey and Diesel: Yes, sir!

*The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt) climbs on board Clarabel.*

The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt): Right then! Off we go, everyone! We're on a treasure hunt too, to find the Steam Team.

*The cavalcade sets off from Vicarstown, on their way to find the Steam Team.*

Joey: *singing* Come on everybody, let's hit the rails
We know this mission's never gonna fail.
We're gonna save Thomas and his Friends
from the dreaded pirate's end.
We're going to locate their whereabouts
I hope their fires haven't been put out.
We can all either bounce or jump or flip
'cos we're on a crazy railway trip!

Diesel: *singing* Come on everybody, and ride those trucks
I know this mission's never gonna suck.
Those silly l'il steamies are lost at sea.
And they're all suffering without me.
We're all going to work just like a team
Hoping this is never like a dream.
I hope we can all stay strong and hip
'cos we're on a crazy railway trip!

*The cavalcade cross over Vicarstown Bridge and on their way to the mainland.*

Joey: *speaking* We'll find the Steam Team and get them home before they know it!

Diesel: *speaking* Indeed we will, Joey!

Bertie: *singing* Trust me if we know who's lost out there.
We can show that we can always care.

Harold: *singing* Nothing ever stops us going on.
As we're only starting to have fun.

Skarloey: *singing* We'll all work together at all ends
and try and find our really useful friends.

Female Furries: *singing* We're going to help find our friend Thomas.
And we'll all behave so good, we promise!

Neville: *singing* Come on everybody, and run so fast.
We know our rescue's never gonna last.
Whoever really thought we'd work a ton?
'Cos we're on a supersonic run.

Murdoch: *singing* I'm hoping this long trip can stay quiet.
I don't really want to cause a riot.

Joey: *singing* But don't worry if we let one slip 'cos...

Cast: *singing* We're on a crazy railway trip!

Rheneas: *singing* The southbound seas are not so good.
Our friends could be surviving without food.

Annie: *singing* They might not live long, they're frail and old.

Clarabel: *singing* And the weather is really quite cold!

Mike: *singing* It could be a nightmare, I'll tell you this.

Frank: *singing* I wouldn't want to hear some possums hiss.

Sir Handel: *singing* Then why don't you stop being such old drips?

Duncan: *singing* 'Cos we're on a crazy railway trip!

Diesel: *speaking* Come on, you guys! The quicker we do this, the sooner things will be back to normal.

Joey: *speaking* And that's a fact!

*Diesel honks his horn.*

Cast: *singing* Come on everybody, let's hit the rails
We know this mission's never gonna fail.
We're gonna save Thomas and his Friends
from the dreaded pirate's end.
We're going to locate their whereabouts
We hope their fires haven't been put out.
We can all either bounce or jump or flip
'cos we're on a crazy railway trip!

Come on everybody, and ride those trucks
We know this mission's never gonna suck.
Those silly l'il steamies are lost at sea.
And they're all suffering without me.
We're all going to work just like a team
Hoping this is never like a dream.
We hope we can all stay strong and hip
'cos we're on a crazy railway trip!

The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt): *singing* Come on, all my engines! I'm counting on you!
We know some missions might even take two!

Joey: *singing* The Steam Team will be calling for heroic acts
And we'll all be switching on the right tracks.

Diesel: *singing* Those silly l'il puffballs, they can see
That their lives were never meant to be.

Annie and Clarabel: *singing* Oh please! Shut up, Diesel and get a grip.

The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt): *singing* We're going to find the tearaway...

Joey: *singing* We'll be going that-a-way...

Diesel and Joey: *singing* We're on a crazy railway trip!

Cast: *singing* We're on a crazy railway trip!

Joey: *singing* Yes, we're on a crazy railway trip!

*The engines all blow their whistles and honk their horns whilst they make their way to find the Steam Team. A map shows the cavalcade at Dalton-in-Furness, it pans out to
reveal the engines are far away near the Bristol Channel.*

Narrator: Meanwhile, on the other side of the continent, the engines and the pirates were on their way to find the seventh coin. But the engines were quite perplexed about having an unusual passenger on board...

*Scene changes to the ship at daylight. Thomas, Mila, Chloe and Jade are talking to Queen Nakhta.*

Chloe: So, Queen Nakhta. How did Thomas convince you to come on board?

Queen Nakhta: One begs your pardon?

Jade: What Chloe is trying to say is, what did he promise you? Money? Power? No, I bet it was... the ability to make a difference in some grand epic adventure, right?

Queen Nakhta: One believes he said something like that, Chloe.

Chloe: Oh, of course. Typical.

*Just then, Tam-Tam and Duck arrive on the conversation.*

Tam-Tam: Of course that's why Queen Nakhta's here. An appetite for adventure. Someone like Queen Nakhta would never be content to spend her life
doing something boring... like ruling an entire kingdom, right?

Queen Nakhta: Well... uh... One doesn't see quite what you're driving at...

Duck: Come on, fess up. Why are you really here?

Queen Nakhta: You want the truth, Duck? Fine, One's not here because they're brave. Quite the contrary, in fact. One's acutely, painfully aware of how fragile life really is. One's
here because they don't want to just one day become another snuffed candle. Your captain promised that once we have those coins, the world will change. And when it does,
One won't have to be afraid anymore.

Jade: I didn't expect an answer like that. I worry about that too, Queen Nakhta. Whether anybody will remember me when I'm gone. When I'll get to feel less afraid. Recent events
haven't exactly helped matters on that end...

Queen Nakhta: Fair point, young Jade.

Thomas: Well anyway, Darious told me we're docking at a rare merchant shop near a place called Porlock Weir, just as the Queen said. I just know it has something to do with the coins. 
Morgana, I want you and the other engines to stay on the ship. Me, Darious, Mila, Tam-Tam and the Queen will go in and see those merchants.

Tam-Tam: What... me?

Thomas: AND... Donald and Douglas will be coming with us.

Tam-Tam: Why those two Scotsboys?

Thomas: Trust me, Tam-Tam. You never know...

*Scene changes to a merchants shop in Porlock Weir where Thomas, Mila, Darious, Tam-Tam, Queen Nakhta, Donald and Douglas are going.*

Donald: So... Thomas thinks there could be another coin hidden in here?

Mila: Well, I suppose he's right, Donald.

*The septet enter the building carefully and quietly as they could.*

Thomas: Hello, is anyone there?

*Just then, two matchmakers (one rabbit and one cat) appear out of nowhere.*

Cat: Oh, hi there! Welcome one, welcome all, to Sherry and Threyon's love imporium! We have everything you could want for your most intimidating needs...

Douglas: Och, your what now?

Sherry: We sell trinkets to help fill the hole in the heart...

Mila: Intimidating needs? Erm... I think we're in the wrong place. We should go...

*But before Mila can leave, Donald grabs her by the collar.*

Donald: Now wait a minute, laddie! Thomas said we had to be here, whether we like it or not.

*Queen Nakhta climbs down from Thomas' footplate.*

Queen Nakhta: It'll only take a few minutes. Just be patient.

Sherry: Ah, good to see you again, your majesty! What can we do for you?

Threyon: Funny, you don't look any different. Didn't you use the crown we made for you?

Queen Nakhta: One did not.

Sherry: Oh... how come?

Threyon: Yeah, we worked really hard on it.

Queen Nakhta: Well, one's decided she needs something else. In order to find true love, one needs to become an older woman.

Threyon: Well, I don't care if you need to become a younger man. We have a strict policy. No refunds, exchanges or sublimations.

Douglas: Not even offers, lad?

Threyon: Nope, no offers. Or even discounts for that matter.

Queen Nakhta: Oh, what a shame. Maybe one should pay the tax office a little visit.

Sherry: Oh! Er... Of course, we're happy to make an exception for you, your majesty. Just give us a little moment together.

Threyon: Or a long moment together, you never know.

*Threyon and Sherry both walk to the back room, huddling each other.*

Tam-Tam: True love, your majesty?

Donald: Och, who's the lucky man that's soon to be king?

Queen Nakhta: There's no man, Tam-Tam and Donald. Just a little bit of exaggeration.

*Tam-Tam and Donald blush with embarrassment after asking that question.*

Tam-Tam: Oh... of course. My mistake.

Donald: Ach... right. *clears throat* Yes, I should've established that.

Douglas: But who's the lucky lady?

Queen Nakhta: *sighs* Nobody! These merchants... they fancy themselves as matchmakers. They'll only help you if they think it's to find true love.
The first time one came in here, one's assistant, Anora... well... One would rather not talk about it.

Donald: What happened? Did they change sexuality?

*Thomas smacks Donald on the back of his smokebox.*

Thomas: Enough s****y questions already, Donald. We're on a mission!

*Just then, Threyon and Sherry arrive back at the counter.*

Threyon: Well, we're all done.

Queen Nakhta: Excellent, now please hand over the crown.

Darious: Yes, and I believe there's something else you're going to need to hand over. The coins you are using to make these devices.

Threyon: Looking to open your own shop, are you?

Darious: For your information, we're going to use the coins to make our world a better place.

Sherry: Well, we're already living your dream. We're making the world a better place with 'em every day.

Darious: Wait... how? By using them to sell trinkets?

Threyon: Well, we're not just merchants! We're matchmakers! Love gurus! Romantic enervators...

Thomas: Well then, If you are the love-making duo... Do you know how to talk people into having *leans over to Threyon and Sherry and whispers.* S.E.X?

*Threyon and Sherry look at Thomas in disbelief and blush.*

Threyon: Ummmm... You're going to have to find out for yourself...

Sherry: Anyways, what could be better than a world in love, right?

Darious: What about a world at peace?

Sherry: Have you ever heard the phrase "Make love, not war"?

Mila: Sounds quite overrated.

Tam-Tam: And here I thought being a pirate would be fun. Do you two have an opening?

Sherry: Sorry, team of two over here...

*Douglas and Thomas gape nervously at the fact that Sherry's breasts are digging into the back on Threyon.*

Douglas: Dang... these guys are a proper wee lovey-dovey...

Thomas: Tell me about it...

Mila: *whispers to Tam-Tam.* Tam-Tam, carefully grab their coin and let's get out of here.

Tam-Tam: *whispers to Mila* How can I? It's around her neck. *speaks to Sherry and Threyon.* So... is there any info you can give us on that coin?

Threyon: You know, it took us quite a while to contemporize and figure them out... But it turns out there was a clue written on the coins all along!

Thomas: There was?

Threyon: Yep. It says "Become What You Seek".

Thomas: Hey, Mila's got one of those... It's around her neck.

Sherry: The coins amplify, among other things, desires. Normally, your own... But how is that going to help your love life?

Threyon: Maybe if you're in love with your own refraction...

Thomas: I never said I was.

Sherry: We managed to capture the desires of others into talismans. So you can become the perfect fit for your ideal partner. *holds up coin.* Combined with our coin, love will be
in the air before you know it.

*But before Sherry could put the coin back on her neck. Donald snatches it out of her hand.*

Donald: YOINK! Thanks for our little payment, lassies!

Sherry: You can't take that. How do you expect us to help people without it? Giving people advice? Creating a safe space to talk about their problems?

Threyon: We'll go broke. We might as well declare bureaucracy right now.

Thomas: Don't you mean bankruptcy?

Threyon: Yes, that.

Thomas: Oh... whoops.

Darious: Oh, trust me. Once we've managed to get all the coins, you'll never have to worry about that again.

Thomas: Leave it to me, guys. I've got this...

*Thomas aims a gun at Threyon and Sherry and opens fire at both of them.*

Thomas: There we go. If James can do it, so can I. Now then, Douglas, Darious. I want you to take the coin back to the ship. Mila, Tam-Tam and Queen Nakhta can stay and help me raid the store. *leans over to Mila and Tam-Tam.*
Trust me, we are helping the Queen.

Mila: I'm not sure about this... but okay.

Queen Nakhta: Are you sure, Thomas? One wanted to get outta here as soon as possible.

Thomas: It'll teach Sherry and Threyon not to knock some sense out of you, your majesty.

Queen Nakhta: Oh... alright. Makes sense when you glance at it.

*End of Scene 6*
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Scene 7:

*Thomas, Mila, Tam-Tam and Queen Nakhta arrive back on the ship with the loot of love potions and all from the merchants shop. Darious, Donald and Douglas are there waiting for them alongside Morgana, Percy, Gordon and Toby.*

Gordon: So... how did things...?

Thomas: Fine.

Queen Nakhta: Well, now that we've got this free love loot. One could probably convince our local Boots pharmacist to stock these up in a jiffy.

Darious: Very well then. Percy, Gordon and Toby. Why don't you make Queen Nakhta feel at home?

Percy: Yes, sir!

Toby: Right away.

Gordon: Consider it done, sir!

*Percy, Gordon and Toby lead Queen Nakhta to beneath the ship's deck.*

Donald: Och, I love it when there's suddenly a cool breeze in the air. Reminds us how quickly the winds of fate may shift.

Morgana: What are you talking about, No. 9?

Donald: Just a few days ago, you were on trial for piracy. Now, we're assisting the queen!

Morgana: Well, don't get too used to it. That woman's going to stab us in the back the first chance she gets.

Douglas: I assume a more thorough explanation is forthcoming?

Tam-Tam: I guess a stopped clock really is right twice a day.

Morgana: What are you guys talking about?

Donald: We're saying we agree, Morgana. As soon as the queen sees us as no longer useful, there will be no reason for her to want to help us, let alone have us around.

Douglas: Ach, I'm with him.

Tam-Tam: And, assuming this little scheme works, that time is rapidly approaching. Be prepared for those winds of yours to shift again.

Darious: The Queen has been nothing but kind to us, and you suspect her of ulterior motives?

Thomas: Come on, guys. Darious is right. There's no reason to suspect she'd want to turn on us.

Mila: And we'll have none of this talk when we do see Queen Nakhta again, alright?

Donald: If you dinna want someone to talk their way out, then if things go wrong. Morgana can always just swallow her whole, right?

Morgana: Hey!

Thomas: For your information, vore isn't going to make things any better, Donald!

Donald: What? It was just an expression, laddie. When I say "swallow her whole", I meant "kill her herself". Ach, you cannae get yer catchphrases reyt...

*Scene changes to back at Kittering Castle late at night. Queen Nakhta is just seeing the engines and pirates off.*

Thomas: Well, we've fulfilled our end of the bargain, your majesty. We've helped you as best as we can.

Queen Nakhta: Of course, Thomas. There's nothing more one needs from you. You've been admirably loyal servants and engines to the crown. But before one gives you the
coin and takes your leave, why not stay and watch the magic happen?

Thomas: Er... sure, why not?

Mila: Wouldn't mind seeing the end result.

Thomas: Let's hope it works... *crosses fingers*

Queen Nakhta: Very well, here goes...

*Queen Nakhta puts the crown on her head, a red flame glows around her body and suddenly, very slowly, she grows into an older, bustier incarnation of herself.*

Engines: Oooooohh...

Thomas: It worked! It worked! I say, the magic has worked!

Queen Nakhta: What worked?

*Thomas and Mila suddenly stopped smiling, as they realize what the final result has done...*

Thomas and Mila: Uh-oh...

Darious: *blushes* I... uh... believe you owe us something, my queen?

Queen Nakhta: And what is that?

Gordon: The coins?

Queen Nakhta: What coins?

Edward: Oh dear... those side-effects must have really done her brain in.

Percy: We mean THE coins, you know the magic ones?

Queen Nakhta: What? And why would one owe something so precious to the likes of you? Guards? GUARDS!

*A guard covers his ears over Queen Nakhta's shouting.*

Guard: Agh, dammit. Not so loud, your majesty. I'm right here!

Queen Nakhta: Oh, sorry. Didn't see you here.

*Tam-Tam steps forward followed by Holly.*

Tam-Tam: Your majesty? There's been a misunderstanding, Mila and Thomas here, lord, angel and saviours of the kingdom, were just 
about to do a public appearence with you.

Mila: Wha... we were?

Thomas: Us?

Holly: Well, pledging their fealty, encouraging loyalty to the crown, that sort of thing?

Queen Nakhta: And why would one be in need of something like that? Is one's throne in imminent danger?

Thomas: Good guess, but actually no. Maybe not today. But you DO have a younger sister, don't you? You know, Bilba? Always been a bit jealous of you? Maybe
one day, she'll try to take your place?

Queen Nakhta: Now that you mention it, one wouldn't put it past Bilba. She's always scheming against one.

Tam-Tam: Sisters are always like that, you can't ever trust family.

Jade: *off-screen* Hey, that's not true!

Queen Nakhta: Yes, quite right. So in exchange for your support, you do want those coins?

Darious: Yes, exactly.

Queen Nakhta: Fair enough. Gabe, please fetch one's coins and bring them to these folk.

*Queen Nakhta walks over to Thomas and climbs onto his footplate.*

Queen Nakhta: Come now, dear Thomas and Mila, we've got a public to greet.

Thomas: Very well, your majesty. I'll catch you lot later!

*Thomas puffs off with Queen Nakhta and Mila on his footplate to greet the crowds at Kittering Castle. Scene changes to back on the ship where Darious and Tam-Tam are talking with Percy, James, Molly, Abigail, Duck and Jade.*

Darious: A lot of fast thinking back there, folks.

Tam-Tam: Oh, it wasn't so fast. I'd been working on it since last night. I told you she'd betray us, didn I?

Duck: But she didn't betray us, did she?

Tam-Tam: Oh, you must be joking, GWR.

Abigail: No, Tam-Tam. Duck's right. She merely couldn't remember what happened, thanks to that coin. She clearly intended to help us, and she did eventually.

Tam-Tam: After she extracted another favour out of us.

James: And now, she's greeting the public with Thomas and Mila! Why those two? It should be ME considering I am the most splendid engine.

Percy: *crosses arms and smirks* I'm pretty sure we've all heard THAT one before.

*Just then, Thomas and Mila arrive back beneath the ship's deck, Mila climbs down from Thomas' footplate.*

Molly: There you are, guys. We were wondering when you'll return.

Darious: How was it?

Mila: Well, I must admit... Thomas probably proved more popular than Queen Nakhta and me. We could barely keep up. I knew he was popular but I didn't think he was THAT popular.

Thomas: Well, that's what happens when you've roamed the rails for more than 100 years, been in books for 75 years and on TV for more than 35 years. You gain a cult following and no mistake! So, what did we miss?

Abigail: Nothing special, just discussing about our favour with the queen, which Tam-Tam believes we extracted.

Thomas: A favour which reduced the probability of war? Hmmm... there's always another perspective, Tam-Tam.

Tam-Tam: If you say so, Thomas. Come on, red guy.

*Tam-Tam walks off, still pondering about the mission, followed by James. Just then, Duck pulls up to Mila, Darious and Thomas, followed by Molly, Jade, Abigail and Percy.*

Duck: We're glad you two are back, I just noticed something interesting on this map.

Thomas: You have?

Duck: You're all going to want to see this... *holds up map.* You see that X on the map there?

Mila: Yeah, I see it.

Thomas: So do I.

Molly: It's a very pretty X, Duck. Did you draw it yourself?

Duck: No, I didn't.

Percy: Well, who invited captain sunshine over here?

Duck: I didn't make the X. It just... showed up on its own. After we got that last coin!

Darious: It must be because we're nearly finished with our mission. We're so close, you two, I can feel it...

Jade: I think that thanks to what the queen gave us, we've almost got them all.

Thomas: Yeah... I guess.

Mila: Thomas, what's wrong?

Thomas: I'm worried, have we've been doing the right thing?

Darious: What are you talking about, Thomas? You've come so far since joining us and so has Mila. You two helped rescue Morgana, recovered the Pirate's Fate and now
your fortuitously timed fame has helped to win over the Queen's favour.

Thomas: But we've also managed to take the coins away from Circe, and Trento, and Breena, and Sherry and Threyon... goodness knows which coins we'll be taking next.
Now we've interfered with the lineage of the royal family. We've used trickery and lies to get us this far, and what if all of our misdeeds come back to haunt us? How could we possibly
call ourselves Really Useful when we've caused so much trouble?

Abigail: Thomas... we were made to cause trouble, it runs in the locomotive family. But no matter what mishaps we cause, we will always work together to put them right.

Percy: You are a good engine. I mean, look at you and Mila. You two have made the perfect duo since we came on board.

Darious: And surely, the changes in our lives are a representation of the coin's approval.

Mila: That's what I thought too, at first. We might look like we're helpful, but we couldn't save Leeko.

Thomas: We miss him too, Mila. We miss him too.

Darious: May I see you in my quarters for a moment, Thomas and Mila?

Thomas: Sure...

Darious: And the rest of you, set course for the final location of the coin.

Percy: Ay-ay, captain.

*The engines all chuff back to their duties whilst Thomas and Mila head off down to Darious' quarters. Scene changes to inside Darious' quarters with Thomas, Mila and Darious.*

Darious: So, Thomas and Mila. After seeing what that crown did to the queen. I have to ask, what is it like?

Thomas: What is what like?

Mila: You know very much what he's talking about.

Thomas: Errm... I pretty certain I don't.

Darious: You know what we mean, Thomas. It's an odd place to be, having sought them for so long and somehow never falling under their sway... 
What is it like to see yourself transform from a quiet, shunting engine to a brave, noble pirate?

Thomas: I'm not sure, Darious. When it happens, I know I could turn into anything. But you have to be brave, you know. It's a skill I've developed over time...

Mila: Thomas is right, cap'n. The coins said "Become what you seek" on them. Well... maybe, I'm just becoming the kind of person I was meant to be all along, We all are...

Darious: We all? Well, I don't want to sound self indulgent, but what about me?

Thomas: Don't you see, Darious? You haven't had to change, because you've been the man the world needed right from the start. I hope I've answered your questions to your satisfaction.

Darious: Of course, Thomas. That's a beautiful vision for us. I sincerely hope it is within our grasp.

Mila: I know it is, captain.

Thomas: Anyways, me and Mila have got to get back on the deck. We need to sweep the walks.

Mila: Oh... yeah... right. Thanks for reminding me.

Thomas: Catch ya later, Darious.

Darious: You too.

*Thomas and Mila make their way back up to the deck. As they make their way out, James steams up with a small microchip in his hand.*

James: Thomas! Mila! I found this hidden under the coal inside my tender! It's a microchip one of us formerly used. 

Thomas: Wow, what does it do?

James: Do you realise that this chip can be inserted into a GPS that can enter into someone's brain that...

*But before, James could reply. Percy steams up to the trio.*

Percy: Or it could be inserted into the mouth manually, and digest it. So we can battle hunger and taste good.

Thomas: Wait... Percy.

*But Percy ends up swallowing the microchip.*

James: Ohhh... man.

Thomas: Tell me you just didn't eat that f**king...

Percy: Hey, James said it was a chip. So where's the ketchup? Or am I looking at him?

James: OOOOOH! You did not even just do that! *chuckles* You are so dead! OOOH NO, you didn't! *laughs* Oh my God!

Thomas: Yeah... right.

*Later, Percy is sitting on a bucket. Mila gives him a drink in a beer mug.*

Mila: Alright, drink this.

Percy: I'm not thirsty.

Mila: I said drink it.

Percy: Well, what is it?

Mila: It's a mixture of mustard, vinegar and oyster sauce.

Percy: Oyster sauce, oh hell yeah!

Mila: You see that chip you ate. It's coming out of you, one way or another.

*Percy drinks the mixture.*

Percy: A little weak but you can fix that up a little half and half. But it was cool, so give me another.

*James steams up, quite jealous.*

James: I get it, they badmouthed you and they make delicious sugary energy shakes. And I open my mouth in a helpful way and I get slapped. We must be in topsy-turvy world.

*Just then, Thomas arrives with another drink for Percy.*

Thomas: Here's another, Percy. And I think I may have peed in this one.

James: NO WAY!

*James yoinks the drink out of Thomas' hands.*

Thomas: James! Wait, what are you doing?

James: I am now in training. *drinks the mixture.* It's kinda fruity when you... 

*James vomits over Thomas, Percy and Mila. Percy covers the bucket over his face to stop James from puking on him. James stops vomiting, the others take a closer look to see if he has. But then he vomits
again!*

James: *groans* Yeah... that was GOOD! *coughs* My teeth feel goody! And I'm gonna drink some water.

*James steams off to drink some water and Thomas follows. Percy sits back on the bucket.*

Percy: Well, not bad. Get some of that in a keg. That body needs nutrients...

Mila: ...and Thomas needs that chip, Percy. One way... or the other.

Percy: Oh, okay. Fecal matter. Stool sample.

Mila: Don't talk about it, just do it.

Percy: Well, I don't do it, Mila. Like most engines, My body consumes all waste material. It's like the Thunderdome in here. Only, two men enter... no man leaves. Rated R.

Mila: *stunned* No!

Percy: Starring Mel Gibson, and Tina Turner.

Mila: Are you serious?!

Percy: Yep.

Mila: You don't...

Percy: Don't what?

Mila: Uuuhh...

Percy: Come on.

Mila: You... you know...

Percy: Look, Mila. We're all adults here. You can say it. I promise I won't laugh.

Mila: Uh, poop?

Percy: YOU SAID POOP!! 

*Percy calls out to James from the forecastle.*

Percy: Hey James, Mila said poop out here!

James: Poop! *laughs before he vomits again.* Poop!

*Just then, Tam-Tam calls from the bottom deck.*

Tam-Tam: Hey, darlings? What's going on here? *notices the vomit that James has made.* Ohhh... I'll see myself out.

*End of Scene 7*
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Scene 8:

*Scene changes to the Sodor search party at Bury Bolton Street Station on the East Lancashire Railway.*

Narrator: The next morning, me and Diesel's search party were staying at the East Lancashire Railway whilst on our big search party tour.

*The Sodor Engines are sitting at the platforms of Bury Bolton Street talking to Jimmy the Jinty No. 47324, Lanky the Class 27 No. 52322, Belson the Class 28 Co-Bo Diesel No. D5705 and
Gothenburg the MSC 0-6-0T Engine.*

Joey: ...and so that's how it's been. So you see, Jimmy. We've travelled a LONG way to find our friends who've been lost at sea.

Jimmy: Yes, I can see that. But how do you know where they are in the UK?

Diesel: That's easy. They're sailing on the Bristol Channel, Joey's homeplace is right near that sea.

The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt): It's going to be a very long railtrip but it'll be worth it.

Belson: Quite so, sir. But, brother... are you really sure you want to go out on the main line again? Us Metrovicks aren't as popular as we used to be.

BoCo: Oh, we'll be alright, Belson. It's only South West England they've gone to.

Belson: I suppose.

Lanky: I'm worried for my cousin, James. I hope he's doing alright, I shouldn't like to see his paint grubby.

Amy: I don't think anyone does, Lanky. But we're doing our best.

Sandy: We've tackled long trips like this before. We can definitely do it again!

Gothenburg: Well then, good luck if you need it.

Sandy: Couldn't agree more myself, Gothenburg.

The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt): Well then, thank you for letting us stay the night. We have to be on our way.

Joey: Oh, yes. Thanks for all your needs, guys. Really appreciate it.

Jimmy: Don't mention it.

Gothenburg: Happy to help.

Belson: Be good!

*The search party depart for their next destination on finding the Steam Team.*

Diesel: So, Joey. If we can't find the steamies, what will be the last place we'll look before we give up hope?

Joey: I say we should look into Dartmouth. The engines there still need help with their work done.

The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt): Quite right, Joey. *turns to the other engines.* Alright, you lot. Get your pistons pumping and boilers bubbling. We've got some steam engines to find!

*The search party makes it way down the line in hopes to search for the Steam Team. Meanwhile, The Steam Team and the Dread Pirates have arrived at a library in Woolacombe.*

Narrator: Meanwhile, the engines and pirates had arrived at a library in Woolacombe, to find the eighth and final coin...

Percy: *whispering* Mila, are you sure this is the right place?

Mila: *whispering* Trust me, Percy. I gurantee this is where the next coin is.

James: *whispering* And hopefully, the last.

*The engines and pirates enter the library, it is full of corridors filled with books.*

Thomas: Look at the size of this place.

Librarian (not seen): Shhhh! This is a library!

*Just then, a gun shot is heard and the librarian flops onto the floor, dead.*

Tam-Tam: Damn...

Mila: What? Surprised you didn't witness someone being shot?

James: We just had to go on the one day where it's crowded.

Morgana: It doesn't look crowded, No. 5.

James: Well, not with commuters, no. With us, no offence on your weight but...

Morgana: No, no. You have a point. This doorway can't really handle the size of locomotives.

Tam-Tam: I'm just glad without Rourkie or anyone in particular, we'd never suffer anything horrendous whilst we're here.

*Just then, the others hear a familiar voice.*

Voice: Tam-Tam? I thought I might never hear that voice again!

Thomas: Who said that?

*Just then, a huge bear walks out wearing what looks similar to Darious' clothes but isn't.*

Mila: Uh... who are you?

Bear: Why, I'm Captain Darious Samuel Wright of the Dread Pirates.

*The engines all stutter in shock. Darious walks out, annoyed.*

Darious: That can't be, I'M Darious!

Bear Darious: I'm aware of that, we're both Darious, from different realities.

Darious: Different... realities?

Percy: So there ARE alternative universes now?

Bear Darious: Every choice we make affects us, changes the possibilities before us. Had you chosen a little differently, you'd still be in my shoes.

Henry: What should we call you then? Is Bear Darious alright?

Bear Darious: Of course, and shall I call my counterpart Dog Darious?

Darious: *blushes* Of course not, I'm not sure I'm comfortable with implications of any of this. I happen to believe in fate, if every possibility is an eventuality, there's
no order to the universe.

Edward: And for your information, sir. Our Darious is not a dog, he's a hound captain and proud.

Darious: Ah, thanks for clearing things up, Edward.

Bear Darious: Well, implications aside, you can't deny that I'm here, aren't I?

Douglas: Ach, this is giving us headscratchers, if you're Darious. Why do you look like... that?

Tam-Tam: I think I can take a guess, Scotsboy.

Bear Darious: On your journey, did you encounter a place called Circe's Island?

Mila: Yes, we did. Circe nearly turned me into a wild ape and Thomas into a reindeer! Is that what happened to you? Circe tried to turn you into a feral animal, a bear?

Bear Darious: She tried, alright. But she didn't quite succeed, and in addition to Douglas' question, he tried to sacrifice his life to save mine but he was too late and was already turned into a bear.

Douglas: Och, the Scots have a word for this... C**P!

Bear Darious: Yes, indeed.

Thomas: Hey, we've changed a lot in our journey but you don't see us complaining.

Bear Darious: So did I, we barely survived a battle on the seas with Rourkie. And then, negotiations with Queen Nakhta suddenly went sour and all of the crew, save for myself, Mila and Thomas, were killed and my coins were lost.

Thomas: What did we do?

Bear Darious: I spared you two to make sure Thomas made his trip to Dartmouth and Mila to safety. Unfortunately, the other engines weren't so lucky...

Percy: Wait... you mean... we were...?

Darious: The entire crew, dead? No! It can't be...

Gordon: How could the queen even hang engines? She can't...

Bear Darious: Actually, she had the cutter's torch fired up for you lot, and illegally cut up your parts and whatnot, on the spot.

Thomas: No... NO! That...

Bear Darious: Me, Mila and Thomas thought all hope was lost forever. Until I heard of a place with a library, with an enchanted mirror. One capable of transport between different realities. I made sure Thomas and Mila made it to Dartmouth
to survive and I took the helm of tracking down the mirror to change fate. I hoped to find some version of my crew here...

Thomas: Well, you have now.

Duck: But why did you hope to find us? What do you want?

Bear Darious: I want to help you finish the mission, of course. And get you lot to Dartmouth. Since that is impossible in my world, I figured we could join forces and together, use the coins to...

Darious: No! I'm sorry but we can't let this man have access to our coins. We have no way to prove he's not lying.

Toby: Trying to prove negative, captain? Doesn't sound possible, does it?

Darious: Well, we are happy to try, Toby. Regardless of how suspicious these facts are.

Thomas: Indeed, so Bear Darious... let's start with this magic mirror nonsense. Where is this mirror?

Bear Darious: Why, it's right upstairs. I can show it to you, if you'd like.

Thomas: Much obliged. Come on, guys.

Darious: Yes, let's do that.

*Bear Darious leads the pirates and engines to a magic mirror.*

Darious: So... you say if I walk through this, I'll enter a different reality?

Edward: Wait... Don't do it, captain! It might be a trick!

Morgana: No. 2's right, cap'n. You could get killed!

Thomas: We have no idea how this mirror works. How can we be sure it isn't dangerous?

Morgana: If it's dangerous, I'LL do it.

Darious: Morgana, wait!

Gordon: Hold on, captain. She's onto something.

*Morgana walks over to the mirror. But when she does, a feline-vixen hybrid princess suddenly walks out, she almost takes Morgana by surprise.*

Vixen: Oh, I say! Where am I? *notices Thomas and Mila.* Mila? Is that you? Oh, thank God, you're alive. And it's good to see you again, Thomas and Friends.

Thomas: Well, we... Wait, how'd you know our names?

Morgana: Mila and No. 1 are just fine. Who the hell are you?

Vixen: I'm Morgana, Princess Morgana Tess Batsfield if you don't mind.

Morgana: PRINCESS?! No, nonono! No way! No way that's me... God, I'm so freaked out right now...

Percy: Usually I hate Morgana, but this princess...? *Does a sexy meow.*

Princess Morgana: Oh, my word. I'm actually seeing myself, aren't I? *snaps fingers.* I've got it, brilliant! I've must've gone back in time, that would explain everything.
Mila, Thomas, tell me, this woman standing before me, is this what I looked like before I... I mean... WE used that crown?

Thomas: *looks in daze* WHAT?!

Princess Morgana: That's right, I'm afraid I'm being quite obtuse. If indeed I've gone back in time, I can't very expect you to be aware of what hasn't happened yet.

James: The f**k is she talking about?

Morgana: No idea...

Bear Darious: You haven't gone back in time, princess. This is an alternate reality. This is how the crew would be if we'd made different choices.

Darious: That's HIS theory, Morgana.

Morgana: I know.

Darious: No, not you, Morgana. PRINCESS Morgana. *turns to Princess Morgana.* Do you recognize this man here? This bear?

*Princess Morgana takes one look at Bear Darious and turns back to the others.*

Princess Morgana: *shrugs* I'm afraid I don't... I'm terribly sorry.

Darious: HA! I knew it, I knew you were an imposter. She knows I'm the real Darious.

Edward: Darious, please. Let's not jump to any conclusions. She might not even recognize who you are either.

Princess Morgana: Edward's right. I'm sorry to disappoint you again, but I don't know who you are, either.

Edward: Told you.

Darious: What?

Morgana: Princess Morgana? How can you not know him? That's Captain Darious Samuel Wright! The man who saved your life, if not mine as well! Darious, if anyone's a fake, it's her!
I'd never call myself a princess.

Princess Morgana: Please, Morgana. Allow me to explain. It's a complicated story. You see, my memory was...

*But before Princess Morgana can start, a shark librarian walks out.*

Librarian: Ah, there you are! I'm terribly sorry. I was detained with another patron. I'm Indigo Jack. Welcome to the Library of Forbidden Knowledge. Try not to mess up any of the books.

Tam-Tam: Forbidden knowledge? How interesting...

Darious: There's certainly a few things I'd like to know about what's going on around here.

Indigo Jack: I'd be happy to answer any questions you'd like. That is... afterwards.

Thomas: Afterwards?

*But before Thomas and the gang could answer, Indigo Jack opens up a book which sucks the gang through a portal. Before long, the engines and pirates along with Bear Darious and Princess Morgana
find themselves on a small island.*

Thomas: Ugh, where the hell are we?

Darious: Some kind of tropical island. But most importantly, how did we get here?

Bear Darious: I'll bet that librarian had something to do with it. Perhaps he used a spell of some kind.

Princess Morgana: Not a spell, a book.

Engines: A book?

Princess Morgana: From the shelves, it is a library, you know...

Thomas: How could he use... a book?

Princess Morgana: He trapped us inside it.

Abigail: How do you know that? Are you working with him or something?

Princess Morgana: I know because I've been in one before. Not this one, a different book. A different challenge for a different crew, I suppose. They're the last test a crew must face before they take possession
of the coins.

Darious: A test, eh? I'm sure we're up to the challenge.

Bear Darious: If we work together, there's nothing that...

Darious: Oh no, I'm not working with you. We don't know how long we'll be here, so we need to find fresh water. Tam-Tam, you're with me, Edward, Holly, Chloe, Bertha, Oliver and Henry.
Mila and Princess Morgana, along with Thomas, Percy, James, Toby, Emily, Donald and Douglas, you lot take a look around the coast and near those caves. See if you can find any clues to what's going on.

Thomas: Yes, cap'n.

Morgana: What about me?

Darious: I want you, along with Gordon, Rebecca, Molly, Duck, Nia, Rosie, Jade and Abigail, to keep an eye on my doppleganger. Make sure he's not up to any mischief.

Gordon: Oh, don't worry about that, Darious. He won't be getting past me!

Morgana: Dang... he took the words right out of my mouth.

Darious: Excellent, we reconvene in an hour.

*The engines and pirates all split up to explore the island. Scene changes to inside a cave with Thomas, Percy, James, Toby, Emily, Donald and Douglas all chatting with Mila and Princess Morgana.*

Percy: ...And that's why libraries use newspaper rods.

Princess Morgana: Wow, lots of weird stuff going on back on your own home, Percy.

James: Well, that's Sodor for you, Princess Morgana. Things appear when you least expect it.

Donald: I don't know why Darious is so suspicious of you, princess. You come to no harm.

Mila: It's been a long journey, Donald. I can see why he's cautious.

Donald: Yes, I can understand that, lad.

Mila: But what happened, exactly? How did you end up so different from the Morgana that we knew?

Princess Morgana: At some point, or in some other reality, you'll go to meet the queen, and she'll have you arrested for trying to steal the coins from her.

Thomas: In what way?

Princess Morgana: You tried to negotiate something with her older sister Bilba which led to your arrest.

Thomas: Oh, that's odd. We've already met the queen, and she was very happy to see us, and after we helped her, she gave us those coins.

Princess Morgana: *chuckles* You must be joking, happy to see pirates? And giving away those coins after she worked so hard for them? That doesn't sound like her at all.

Percy: Well... we helped to turn in a real pirate for her, and we didn't mention anything about us being pirates ourselves.

Emily: You must know the queen quite well.

Princess Morgana: You might say that... well... I'm her sister.

James: SAY WHAT?!!

Toby: But we thought you said you were Morgana.

Princess Morgana: I am, or at least I was. Morgana tried to save your lives by transforming herself into the queen's sister. Reality was re-written using one of the coins, or so I was told, anyway. I have no memory of that, or of you.
Before I met you today, I didn't even know what I used to look like.

Douglas: But what else was the ship like? In your reality that is?

Princess Morgana: The green lizard girl, Tam-Tam was her name? She was new to me too so I've never met her. But I was good friends with Leeko. Is he waiting for us, back on the ship?

Thomas: Er... no. Leeko's dead. Got killed by a rival pirate apparently.

Princess Morgana: Oh dear... I'm very sorry to hear that. I suppose we really are in a different reality, aren't we? It's hard to ignore that line of demarcation. Of course, I should've known that this world was different from the moment I stepped out of the mirror.
To tell the truth, it took me a couple of moments to recognize you lot.

Percy: So... did we look very different where you came from?

Princess Morgana: Not at all, Percy. You were unchanged. Everything about you. You carried yourself with a cheerful confidence, but also, you seemed less innocent somehow. I could gaze into your eyes and see the hard choices you two have been
forced to make. Of course, you only had to make even more of those once Thomas became the captain...

Thomas: Me? Captain? Well, I may be the Steam Team's leader but I don't know about being a captain...

Princess Morgana: You told me that the person I used to be... your Morgana... became captain when Darious died. Then, after I transformed. I didn't deem it proper to command a vessel without knowing so little about your mission, your ways. So, as the first mate, Mila took command.

Mila: That's just... *sighs* That's just a lot to take in. I'm not even the first mate around here.

Thomas: Neither am I. And now, with two of Morgana and Darious. What am I, seventh in rank? I'm supposed to be the number one engine.

Princess Morgana: Titles don't matter, dear Thomas. I'm a princess, remember? But I gave up that life to set sail with you.

Toby: But we might not be doing any sailing if we don't find a way out of here...

Princess Morgana: Oh, I'm very confident we will, Toby. Thomas and Mila led us out of one of these challenges before. I have no doubt you two will do so again.

Thomas: Well, if you say so...

*Thomas puffs out of the cave and eventually meets up with the others.*

Darious: After surveying this island, we weren't able to find a source of fresh water.

James: But isn't there water all around us?

Molly: He said FRESH water, not seawater. There's a distinction to that, James. *turns to Thomas and Mila.* I hope you two were able to find something interesting.

Thomas: Nope... not exactly. What about you, guys? Were you able to find any food?

Morgana: Unfortunately...

Mila: You didn't, did you?

Gordon: No, but she cannibalised my leg in order to survive. I'll might have to borrow one of your peg legs for now, Toby.

Toby: Don't mention it.

Edward: It's obvious what we need to do. What the challenge of this place is...

Tam-Tam: Not to everyone, it isn't, oldie.

Edward: We need to build a ship and set sail...

*The engines stare at Toby, who's handing his peg leg to Gordon.*

Toby: What? ... Oh, I get it. Because I'm a wooden-bodied engine and you want to cannibalise me to build a raft, well that ain't happening, folks.

Bear Darious: If we're not going to cannibalise Toby to build our ship, where are we going to find the wood for that? It'd be next to impossible.

Darious: Exactly, hence the challenge.

Toby: And you're not cannibalising me.

Edward: Nobody's cannibalising you, Toby. It's a challenge, we don't want to see you bare buffers in the middle of a book.

Tam-Tam: No, no no. Building a ship, determining our location, navigating a course, having enough supplies to survive the journey, piece of cake.

Percy: Cake? Where?

Tam-Tam: It's a figure of speech, green one!

Oliver: What if what we need to focus on is right here? What if one of those coins is buried somewhere?

Chloe: Oliver, please. If you think we're going to...

Princess Morgana: Um... excuse me?

Chloe: Yes?

Princess Morgana: We don't need to set sail, and we don't need to excavate half the island in a fruitless search for that which isn't there.

Morgana: Oh, really? Who died and made you captain?

Percy: Darious did, Morgana. Princess Morgana told us the whole story.

Princess Morgana: Well, I believe I happen to be the only one here who's successfully completed one of these library challenges. So, there's that.

Morgana: *scoffs* I find that hard to believe.

Darious: Alright, Morgana. Let her speak.

Princess Morgana: I believe all we need to do is... be happy.

*The engines and pirates look at Princess Morgana, confused.*

James: Be happy? What are you, on antidepressants or something?

Morgana: We're stranded on a desert island. How am I supposed to be happy about that?

Henry: Yeah, this challenge is making my brain hurt.

Princess Morgana: If we're content here, it proves we don't need anything other than each other. Because, when you're surrounded by friends... Oh, Mila and Thomas, you two put it so much more eloquently than I.

Thomas: Sorry, I... what?

Bear Darious: We need more than friends, we need food and water, or we'll die.

Darious: Well, you said the challenge you did was different than this one, right? So perhaps the solution here will differ as well?

Princess Morgana: Hmmm... perhaps I hadn't considered it from that angle.

Thomas: Yeah... it's getting late. Should we try to find some shelter? We can work all this out tomorrow.

Bear Darious: Well, I don't see any tree we can sleep under. I suppose we could try the caves.

Darious: Very well then, but we'll be up first thing tomorrow, building our ship.

*The engines all puff into the cave to tuck in for the night, followed by Princess Morgana, Bear Darious, Morgana and Tam-Tam. Darious stays to chat with Thomas and Mila.*

Darious: Thomas, Mila, before you go. I'd like to speak to you privately, if you two don't mind.

Thomas: Of course, captain. What's troubling your mind?

Darious: I have a bad feeling about this, Thomas. If we're not careful, things could turn ugly, fast.

Mila: Why does this other version of you bother you so, Darious? What do you see in him?

Darious: The way I see it, Mila. There's only two possibilities. Either I'm right, and that other Darious is an imposter or... *sighs* Somehow, I'm such a terrible leader, that we were one bad choice
away from me getting us all killed. I'm not sure which is more terrifying to think about.

Thomas: Oh, don't say that, Darious. Just because things didn't work out in that universe doesn't mean you're a terrible leader. Nobody has ever gotten this far searching for those coins, not even us.

Darious: Yes, but I still think about Leeko every night, but to lose you all. I can't imagine how miserable I'd be. And yet, this man carries none of that burden. I know perhaps seeing us has lightened his spirits. My spirits certainly
would be lighter if I could see Leeko again. Or even if I could see the Pirate's Fate again.

Thomas: I know exactly how you feel, Darious. I feel the exact same way. I miss my own home on Sodor too. I miss The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt), I miss Joey, I miss Annie and Clarabel, I miss my branch line. And I never thought I'd say this but...
*sighs* I even miss Diesel and the Female Furries.

Mila: Who?

Thomas: But that's not the point, guys. The point is... if it hadn't been for us engines, you wouldn't have been able to get this far. All we need to do is complete the challenge and we'll all be home free.

Darious: That's good, Thomas. We've got to stay positive, just like what Princess Morgana said. I'm afraid if we don't, well... Bad things can happen when a crew loses hope. That's my mission for you two, Do what you can to try to make sure everyone stays focused. Don't let despair cloud their judgement.

Thomas: We'll do our best, captain. *turns to Mila.* Come on, Mila. We better get some sleep, all this assuring Darious has made me tired.

*Thomas steams into the cave, followed by Mila and Darious. He parks himself close to Percy and Tam-Tam. Mila settles down beside Thomas.*

Thomas: Whoever thought life would be so hard?

Mila: We'll think of something, Thomas. Anyways, goodnight.

Thomas: Goodnight.

*Thomas and Mila settle down to sleep.*

Narrator: A few hours passed, but poor Thomas just couldn't sleep. He still felt sorry for Darious and wanted to help complete his mission. But he wasn't sure how...

*Thomas gently nudges Mila.*

Thomas: *whispering* Mila... I can't sleep, can you?

Mila: *whispering* No, Thomas. I can't... *turns to Percy and Tam-Tam, who're gazing at her.* Percy? Tam-Tam? Can't you sleep too?

Tam-Tam: Of course I can. I'm sleeping right now, actually. This is all just a dream.

Thomas: Nope. *tries shaking his hand in front of his eyes.* It's real, but I wish. So, what do you think of our new guests, guys? Seems like it's going to be a difficult time.

Tam-Tam: Really, now? And why would you say that?

Thomas: I'm just asking, how are we supposed to know who to trust?

Tam-Tam: Right. Before this, it was very easy to know who to trust. If you weren't a duplicate of another person, you were automatically trustworthy.

Mila: I think you know what I mean. Before this happened, at least we had some degree of confidence in one another.

Percy: Like the confidence Morgana had in us when we came on board? Let's be realistic, Mila. I'm sure if a duplicate of me came out of that mirror, neither the first Morgana nor her
delicate-doily double would take a shine to him.

Mila: Do you really disapprove of Morgana's suspicions, Percy?

Percy: Hardly! I mean, how could I blame her for distrusting anyone? It's the lesson life taught her, and it's taught me and Tam-Tam something similar.

Tam-Tam: We just don't wear it on our sleeves the way she does.

Thomas: Tam-Tam, Percy doesn't even HAVE sleeves.

Tam-Tam: I was speaking metaphorically, Thomas.

Mila: Well, Morgana might not have had much confidence in you guys at the start, but the captain always had faith in you, and so do I.

Percy: You know? For a little while, I almost believed that too. Then he invited Trento on board.

Tam-Tam: Well, if Darious was okay with someone like that. Let's just say I knew I was nothing special, what about you, Thomas?

Thomas: What about me?

Tam-Tam: Did you, Mila, green one and the others have total confidence in me from the start?

Thomas: Of course we did, why wouldn't we?

Tam-Tam: Oh, silly me, and I thought the high and mighty Thomas T. Tank Engine was too good to tell a lie.

Thomas: It doesn't matter what we engines thought at first, does it? All that matters is how we feel about you now.

Mila: I suppose, but how do you engines feel about us?

Thomas: We're friends, Mila.

Percy: And always will be, whatever the weather. And that includes the other pirates as well.

Tam-Tam: I never seem to keep friends for long. But thanks for the vote of confidence, anyway.

Mila: Yeah, you guys are quite friendly to talk to. How do you even have experience for it?

Percy: *smirks* Well, when you're best friends with the number one engine, you learn as you grow.

Thomas: And that's a fact!

*Just then, Toby wakes up.*

Toby: What time is it?

*Thomas checks his watch.*

Thomas: 1am. We must get ready to build that ship or something.

*The others get up.*

James: Well then, we better be on our way!

Toby: The only problem is, how do we get out?

Thomas: Leave that to me and Mila! I'll find a way out.

*Mila hops onto Thomas' footplate.*

Mila: Alright, Thomas! Lead the way!

*Thomas blows his whistle and he puffs away to find a way out of the cave, the engines follow behind.*

Toby: Boy, I hope he knows what he's doing...

Percy: I'm sure he does. You know Thomas, he's always full of ideas to help us out of perilous situations.

*End of Scene 8*
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Scene 9:

*Thomas, Mila, Percy, James, Morgana, Darious, Toby and Edward arrive at some cliffsides where they find Gordon, Bear Darious, Princess Morgana, Duck, Emily and Jade hunting for some wood to build a raft.*

Bear Darious: So, no luck on constructing your raft, I take it?

Edward: No luck.

Gordon: Why not at least try out some other ideas? It's not like we don't have the time.

Darious: And what other ideas are you interested in?

Duck: Beg pardon, captain. But other Morgana here suggested we all act happy, isn't that right?

Princess Morgana: *ahem* Princess Morgana is just fine, Duck.

Duck: Oh, of course. How uncouth of me.

Princess Morgana: And it was a little more complicated than that. We have to not just be happy, but pleased, content, satisfied.

Bear Darious: Well, I know what always makes me feel satisfied. A good ghost story.

Darious: You might like them, but how is that supposed to help the rest of us? Furthermore, any stories which focus on the subject of death are likely to...

Tam-Tam: What's the matter, Darious? Afraid if he tells a good one, people will start to like him more?

Darious: What, no! Of course not.

*Just then, Henry, Oliver, Donald, Douglas, Chloe, Holly, Bertha, Abigail, Molly, Rosie, Nia and Rebecca arrive.*

Henry: You're not scared, are you?

Darious: No, I'm not, Henry!

Donald: Ach, then what's the harm? Some of us wouldn't mind a scary story or two!

Princess Morgana: If Darious doesn't want to hear it, Donald. Then it defeats the purpose of telling it. He'll only feel more resentful and discontent.

Edward: Sorry, what?

Darious: No, no. Edward, she's got a point.

Thomas: Well, if you want my opinion, I'm not sure this is a good idea. A ghost story might not set the mood we want.

Abigail: Exactly, especially when I still need to go over my trauma from seeing that ghost engine of a Grange Class I witnessed three years ago.

Tam-Tam: Well, should I assume the "mood" you were going for was boredom, Abbie? That's all I'm getting over here.

Abigail: No, I didn't say that.

Bear Darious: The Mila I knew would've loved a good ghost story.

Mila: No, I wouldn't... Besides, she isn't here now, I am.

Gordon: I wouldn't mind a ghost story! I'm bored out of my wits.

Henry: Me too.

Bear Darious: As you wish, you can all rest. I'm going to stay here and tell some of you lot a good story I know. The rest of you can keep looking for the coins.

*The engines all split up, Gordon, Henry, Duck, Oliver, Emily, Holly, Jade and Rebecca all stay up to listen to Bear Darious' ghost story. Thomas, Percy, Edward, James, Toby, Donald, Douglas, Abigail, Chloe, Bertha, Rosie, Molly and Nia, along with Mila, Darious, Morgana, Tam-Tam
and Princess Morgana find a place to settle down for the night.*

Darious: I can't believe the nerve of that man. What does he hope to accomplish rooting around out there?

Nia: Perhaps he's trying to prove himself to you, to the crew. He's lost his own crew and his family.

Douglas: Ach, so he says.

Princess Morgana: He and I have been bedeviled by the same woes, Douglas. So I sympathize, but there's no way he can reach you, is there?

Darious: Hmmmm... perhaps I'm judging him a little unfairly, but I can't just ignore my intuition. But unless he's going to return with a way out of here, I don't want him to come back.

Edward: Precisely.

Nia: *yawns* Anyway, we're all going to tuck in for the night.

Thomas: You can go, I'm staying up.

Edward: Yes, I don't seem to trust this Bear Darious chap at all.

Princess Morgana: I think a few of us might need a bit of privacy for the time.

James: *yawns* Okay, you're lost. Wake us when it's daylight. G'night.

*The engines all chuff to find a place to settle down for the night, leaving only Thomas, Percy and Edward with Mila and Princess Morgana.*

Princess Morgana: Alright, we need to bring this crew together if we're ever going to leave. I already had a chat with my counterpart this morning, she may not like me but I feel like she no longer questions my legitimacy.
Reaching Darious will be more difficult, we've got to come up with a plan.

Percy: How?

Edward: You heard him, he won't listen until Bear Darious finds a way out of here.

Princess Morgana: And the solution presents itself at last, Edward.

Edward: What are you saying?

Princess Morgana: We've got a small amount of wood and some sharp impliments for carving. We could design a counterfeit coin, then bury it in a place where Bear Darious will find it. Then he'll look like he was right all along,
and Darious will HAVE to change his mind about him.

Mila: Won't Bear Darious notice the coin isn't real?

Princess Morgana: Unlikely, when determination breaches into obsession, the mind can start to play tricks.

Edward: Playing tricks? I'm not sure I'm comfortable with this level of dishonesty, Princess Morgana.

Princess Morgana: It's the only way to create a sense of unity and happiness, Edward. And that happiness is the only way to get us home, I'm certain of it. A little white lie never hurt anyone, right?

Mila: It doesn't matter if the lie hurts people, Princess Morgana. Lying is still wrong.

Princess Morgana: My admiration for your virtue outshines my frustration with your intransigence.

Percy: The wha-?

Princess Morgana: How about this, then? As soon as it's all over, we'll tell the rest of the crew the truth.

Edward: Well, if this is the only way.

Thomas: Good, it's fool-proof. Percy, have you got your golden Sharpie pen?

Percy: *pulls out a gold Sharpie from his bufferbeam.* Always!

Thomas: Mila, can I borrow your coin?

Mila: Sure. *hands Thomas the coin.*

*Percy hands Thomas the Sharpie and he starts scribbling on a round chunk of wood. In no time at all, he has drawn a good counterfeit version of the coin. Thomas places it gently on the ground.*

Thomas: Now... this is fool-proof.

*Thomas, Edward, Percy, Mila and Princess Morgana all leave to turn in for the night. Scene changes to the island in the morning where the coin is exactly where Thomas and the others have left it. Bear Darious picks it up.*

Bear Darious: I've done it! I've found the coin!

*The engines and pirates all arrive.*

Darious: What?

James: Already?

Bear Darious: It was precisely where I thought it might be.

Morgana: We're going home? Great, I'm starving.

Gordon: You're telling me!

Princess Morgana: Oh, marvellous news!

Tam-Tam: Guess we don't have to build a ship, do we?

Toby: Oh, it was just beginner's luck.

Darious: Maybe, but if this is all over, why are we still here?

*The other engines look at each other, for they don't know either.*

Mila: That... is a really good question.

Princess Morgana: Perhaps, first, you should give a little credit where credit is due.

Gordon: So it's not enough JUST to be found, the coins also demand that we GROVEL?

Princess Morgana: This is what Darious said he wanted from him, isn't it?

Darious: Oh... I suppose I was wrong, I'm sorry. Thank you for continuing to try to look out for this crew, even thought I didn't make it easy for you.

Bear Darious: I'm happy to be of service, it was my pleasure.

Percy: But what happens now?

*Suddenly, the engines and pirates find themselves sucked into a vortex and back outside the Library of Forbidden Knowledge, only to end up crushing a rubbish bin because Indigo Jack threw the book out.*

Percy: Oh... that!

*Indigo Jack walks out of the library to see what the fuss is going on.*

Indigo Jack: You made it, eh? It certainly didn't look like you would, for a while at least.

Edward: You were watching us?

Indigo Jack: Of course, most of the time, anyway.

James: Then why didn't you do something about it?

Indigo Jack: Would you prefer me to hand over the last of the coins to just anyone who approaches? Or do you see that this test has some purpose?

James: Shutting up, question withdrawn...

Duck: Why did you have us seek a coin? It just seemed so... simple.

Indigo Jack: If you think that coin was the goal, you're the one who's simple.

Darious: What's that supposed to mean? If the coin wasn't the goal, what was?

Princess Morgana: *blushes* About that coin, captain...

Tam-Tam: Oh, who cares about the coin. We passed, didn't we? That's what matters.

Darious: Yes, I suppose that's true.

Indigo Jack: I'll just go and sort the coins out for you, Your journey is nearly over.

Thomas: Thank f**king GOD!

Voice: I'm afraid that won't be necessary.

*Just then, a distinguished gentleman walks forward.*

Thomas: Is that... Rourkie?

Morgana: He looks a little different, but that's him alright.

Mila: Perhaps he's from another reality.

Gentleman: Please, Mila, Thomas, all of you... rest easy. I'm not Rourkie, okay.

Thomas: What?

*Just then, the others hear a familiar voice.*

Voice: Darious, my friend... please hear him out.

*And suddenly, who should walk into view but Luprand! Alongside him is Mary.*

Thomas: Oh... hello Luprand... Mary.

Gentleman: I see you've taken a great liking to my steward here. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Lazerby. I died many years ago... but I remained a spirit, kept
alive only by the magic of the coins. When Rourkie attempted to desecrate my home and destroy me. I took him as my host.

Thomas: Your... host?

Lazerby: In other words, I took possession of his body. Then I took possession of his ship. How fortunate that he was also hunting the coins.

Thomas: Oh my! I thought Rourkie was as good as dead!

Darious: I knew the house was haunted right from the start. I thought that the spirit was going to drag him away to the underworld, not...

Lazerby: Anyways, Darious. Between the two of us, I believe we've managed to find them all. You know what that means, don't you?

Darious: Why don't you tell me what you think it means?

Lazerby: Still skeptical, eh? Luprand said that you would be. He spoke so highly about your ability to command. It's a pity we never had a chance to serve together...

Darious: Did he also tell you I don't respond well to flattery?

Lazerby: Oh, please, Darious, spare me.

Darious: Fine, fine, let's just say I believe you. What do you want, then?

Lazerby: I want us all to finish this mission together. One coin remakes an individual, all of them remake the world. Isn't that right?

*But before Darious could reply, Thomas intervenes.*

Thomas: Sorry if I may interrupt, Mr. Lazerby, sir. But there's been some misunderstanding. The Steam Team made a deal that we'd help the Dread Pirates find
their missing coins, so they can help us back to our own homeland ALL the way back in the Island of Sodor, Northwest England. But so far, I've seen NO trace of the Dread Pirates making us go home. 
It's like Darious wants the Steam Team to become members of the Dread Pirates PERMANENTLY.

Darious: I don't see how any of this is true, Thomas.

Thomas: But what do you want to use the coins for? What kind of world do you want to make?

Lazerby: Well, Thomas. I've wanted to eliminate death.

Thomas: What... why?

Lazerby: Death is our greatest enemy, Thomas. It's already taken one of your friends, isn't that right?

Thomas: Not the Steam Team, no. But it did take Leeko.

Lazerby: But it will eventually take us all, as it took everyone that I ever loved.

Thomas: Oh... but us really useful engines can live forever if we're careful.

Gordon: So what? Everyone dies?

Lazerby: That's just it, Gordon. We all accept that, don't we? Well, what if nobody ever had to die?

Bear Darious: No more death? Sounds like Heaven!

Gordon: Heaven? Hmph, nonsense. It's more like Hell to us. People will still get old and sickly and they'll just be skeletons by then. Are you going to remake the world and cure all frailties and mortality?

Percy: And what about the overpopulation? Surely, the world cannot hold and feed an infinity.

Lazerby: Don't worry about any of those *clears throat* mechanistic concerns, Gordon and Percy. I've got it all worked out.

Holly: The fact that you're trying to sound confident makes us suspicious that there's some big problem you're hiding.

Lazerby: As I explained earlier, Holly. I was able to use the coins to prevent my own death. I instead became a spirit, and then I was able to take the body of Rourkie, so that
I may stand before you today. It's an extraordinary journey, isn't it? But... what if it wasn't quite so special? What if everyone could do what I did?

Mila: What are you talking about?

Lazerby: Allow me to explain, my friend. In my new world... whenever anyone dies, they'll become a ghost. Then they'll float around and find a new host... Or in worst case scenarios,
hijack the new host of its original body.

James: A new host? From where?

Lazerby: A baby or a young child would be an easy choice, given how much life they have ahead of them. All the ghosts' memories will be intact, Their life will carry on.

Thomas: So... if I give an example, my driver Joey is a cartoonist. So if he was reincarnated as a baby born in Japan, he'd grow up and reproduce my series in anime style, right?

Lazerby: That's right, and death will be vanquished.

Mila: But what about the life of the baby? If they are possessed, doesn't that mean they don't get to live their own life?

Lazerby: Well, as a baby, they won't really understand what it's like to have a will. So they'll never miss not having it.

Mila: So there never get to be any new people? Just the same old souls, stealing body after body after body, for all time?

Chloe: That sounds a bit grim.

Tam-Tam: Grim? I happen to believe in reincarnation, and this plan sounds similar enough to that. It might even help people retain memories of their past lives.

Gordon: Can't people just get reincarnated as engines? My designer Sir Nigel Gresley got reincarnated as one!

Rebecca: And one of my brothers obtains the soul of Winston Churchill!

Henry: And we let ghosts steal children, just so we can remember our past lives? This is crazy!

Percy: I don't even like ghosts, for God's sake!

Bear Darious: I've seen first hand all the suffering that death can wreck, all the quests for revenge it fosters. All the pain and agony. If we can put a stop to death, we'll change life for the better.

Princess Morgana: I'm not so sure. I mean, True, death is cruel but it also teaches us valuable lessons. That it may never come again is what makes life so sweet.

James: And there's an old saying, "You only live once.", and that's a fact.

Lazerby: You want to hold onto the weaknesses of the present, instead of embracing a future that will allow us to live our lives secure in the knowledge that death is not the end?
My plan is the only way to end the heartbreak of death, now and forever. We might have to make a sacrifice or two, but in the end, think of all the suffering we'll prevent.

Mila: Your plan is an abomination, destroying life in order to save it? We've collected those coins to make the world a better place. You'd be enslaving children to bring about a living death.

Thomas: And sometimes we just wish that we DO want to be dead. I mean, look what's already happened to you. You're a ghost! Who knows what will happen if Mila gave you another coin!

Mila: Thomas is right, it's the foulest, most profane idea we've ever heard!

Morgana: Yeah, I'd rather go to Hell than murder a kid just to keep sucking air!

Gordon: And I'd rather get destroyed in a head-on collision than become human!

Lazerby: You're just saying that because the idea came from me, and I look like Rourkie. You didn't even pay attention to a word I said.

Thomas: How... dare you question the crew's judgement, Darious is captain and I'm the proud leader of the Steam Team.

Bear Darious: No, I'M the captain! This is my crew too, you know. And I say this plan is perfect!

Darious: You've never been the captain and you never will be. You're nothing like me!

Bear Darious: Yeah... you've got that right. Who was it that got us out of that book, eh? If it wasn't for me, you idiots would all be trapped in that miserable place forever.

Tam-Tam: The captain I know would never call his crew idiots, Morgana maybe, and some of the engines, but NEVER Darious.

Bear Darious: Hold your horses, you're right. I merely lost my temper in a moment of anger. I'm sorry, okay?

Morgana: I don't buy that for one minute! Darious was right, he IS an imposter.

Princess Morgana: Hold on a moment. He may have a different personality than the Darious you remember, but let's not forget how much I differ from you, Morgana. And yet you I can't deny I'm her.

Edward: She's right, Morgana. You saw Princess Morgana in your reflection when you approached the mirror, didn't you?

Morgana: Yeah, but...

Darious: Wait a moment! Morgana saw her alter ego. But I never saw you walk out of that mirror, Bear Darious! You were already here when we arrived... Whose reflection are you, really?

Bear Darious: You really have to ask? If I can possess Rourkie in one world, then in another world? Why couldn't I possess you? Pathetic, ALL OF YOU, PATHETIC!

Lazerby: If you don't want to cooperate with us, fine! We don't need you, all we need are our coins!

*But before Thomas and his friends could do something, Bear Darious summons a ghostly blue alpha wall that traps the engines and pirates inside.*

Thomas: Hey! I can't move! My wheels are stuck!

Percy: We're all stuck!

*The engines start panicking and freaking out.*

Lazerby: Get their coins from their ship and bring them here, quickly. Let's finish this!

*Lazerby, Luprand, Mary and Bear Darious walk off to the ship. The engines and pirates watch sadly.*

Darious: I knew... I knew all along and I... I didn't do anything. I kept second guessing myself, wondering if my stupid pride was clouding my judgement and...

Thomas: Oh, Darious. It's not your fault...

Morgana: If anything, it's mine. I've known you the longest, captain. That b*****d shouldn't have fooled me for a second.

Princess Morgana: Who would've thought I'd walk out of one nightmare and into another? Perhaps this end is my fate no matter where I go?

Tam-Tam: Oh, cheer up, darling! Even if the worst comes, I'm sure I'll see you all in another life.

Thomas: No! Never! We're not going to die! This can't be the end!

Mila: What makes you so sure, Thomas?

Thomas: The coins won't let it be, the wizard created them so that he could heal the world! And THAT is exactly what we're going to do, me and Mila!

Mila: Yeah... *spreads a determined look on her face.* That's right! This can't be what he would've wanted. Two monsters creating Hell on Earth? We're pure of heart and pure of deed! That means we're the ones that triumph.

Thomas: Like I always say... little engines can do big things!

James: Good guys win, bad guys lose? Give me a break, welcome to real life, guys. You really believe that?

Thomas: Well, it's the way the world ought to be, anyway!

*Just then, Lazerby, Luprand and Bear Darious return, putting all the coins in the orb. But for some reason, it doesn't shine.*

Lazerby: That's all of them. Why isn't it working?! Bear Darious, you said they had all of the coins!

Bear Darious: That IS all of them... I swear! I stayed up on that island searching. Just to make sure there was one hiding... wait...

Thomas: *laughs cheekily* That coin you found... IT WAS A FAKE! A wooden one that I made to trick Bear Darious into succeeding. It was ME who got us all out of that book to trick you! The real Darious I know would tell what coin is real and what's not!

Bear Darious: Yes... I think I see the last one. Right on Mila's chest!

Mila: I can't let you have it!

Bear Darious: You don't have a choice.

Mila: Yeah... you're right. I don't, I have to stop you and your evil magic will hold us no longer.

Thomas: That's right, you've forgotten my most secret weapon... Gold Dust!

Lazerby: Gold what?

Percy: Oh dang... why didn't we think of that sooner?

*Mila's coin shines around her chest, Thomas lets off steam with his gold dust and a hole slowly melts in the alpha wall which Thomas and Mila walk out.*

Darious: Thomas! Mila! What are you doing?

Mila: Making our choice, those coins want me and Thomas to have their power.

Lazerby: Stop her! STOP HER!

*Thomas and Mila approach Bear Darious, Lazerby, Luprand and Mary. A goldish flame glows around their bodies.*

Thomas: Time to kick some poltergeist butt...

Lazerby: Wait, I...

*Before Lazerby could reply, Thomas and Mila beat him up along with Luprand, Bear Darious and Mary, The engines and pirates watch in shock and cringe at what they're witnessing.*

James: Ooooh, that's gonna leave a mark!

Princess Morgana: That looked painful...

Bertha: They're giving those folk a good ass-whooping by the looks of things.

Morgana: Urgh... that's gonna be sore in the morning.

Gordon: How the hell is Thomas beating that bear to a pulp, he can't even fight someone as strong as me.

Tam-Tam: Oh... I can't believe I just witness that.

Percy: *chuckles* Damn, they make WWE look like fools.

Chloe: Yup... brawling like they would do.

*Indigo Jack arrives on the scene, carrying an orb.*

Indigo Jack: Okay, here it is, change the... *notices Thomas and Mila fighting Lazerby and his crew.* Err... I'll... leave you fellows to decide. *runs sheepishly off.*

*Lazerby, Mary, Luprand and Bear Darious are all bruised and injured from the assault, now they're cowering in a corner. Thomas is holding an open book, another one that's a trial.*

Thomas: Here's the final chapter that I call "You're dead!"

*A portal opens up inside the book that sucks Lazerby, Luprand, Mary and Bear Darious inside.*

Lazerby: Agh! No! NOO! NOOOOOOOOO!

Mary: YOU DOOMED US AAAAAAAAAAAAALLL!

Bear Darious: I'LL BE BACK, YOU JUST WAAAAAAAIT!

Luprand: NOOOOO, YOU KILLED MEEEEEEE!

*Thomas hurtles the book to the ground, the alpha wall disappears freeing the engines and pirates and the flame disappears from Thomas and Mila. The two suddenly notice Queen Nakhta and Trento, who've suddenly seen the entire thing.*

Mila: Oh... Hi, you two. Sorry, you had to witness that.

Queen Nakhta: Oh dear... One has never seen quite the unexpected.

Trento: Dang, Now I see why you wanted those coins.

Thomas: Now do you believe us? Now do you understand that we wanted to use those coins for good?

Queen Nakhta: Yes... One apologises for any inconvenience, Thomas. You've not just saved my kingdom, you've saved the world.

Thomas: Hey, no worries! It's what we do for a living.

*Thomas and Mila exchange winks.*

Darious: I guess there's only one thing left to do. Change the world, you know what to do, Thomas and Mila.

Thomas: Right on it, Darious! Come on, Mila. We've got work to do!

Mila: Okay, Thomas. I guess I won't be needing this anymore. 

*Mila takes the coin off her neck and places it along with the other coins in the orb. the orb begins to shine right in front of their eyes.*

Narrator: Thomas and Mila said they wanted a world where the good triumph and the evil are defeated, and that's exactly what they created. The two friends used the coins to create a universal law of karma, whenever one did good, fame and fortune
would smile upon them. Every time they acted poorly, bad luck would follow. Moral behaviour between the engines and pirates dramatically increased as a result. However, people began to be good only to "earn" karma, and not for its own sake. The world
grew kinder in deed, but the motivating spirit of true kindess began to flicker and grow dim...

*The screen turns to black, only to reveal the orb had just gone out.*

Thomas: Well... we're done. Now what?

Darious: Well, the most important thing is, we all did this together. Our lifelong mission is complete and it's all thanks to you, Thomas, and all your engine friends. Without you lot,
none of this would've been possible.

Morgana: You know... he's right. I was wrong about you, No. 1. Maybe you are a good pirate.

Tam-Tam: And a heroic engine.

Mila: But most importantly, a good friend.

Thomas: *smiles broadly.* Thanks, Mila. You too.

*Thomas wraps his arms around Mila and gives her a hug.*

Percy: Well, now that's THAT taken care of. We should be on our way.

Edward: Exactly, I've texted Joey and told the engines we're making our way to Dartmouth.

Darious: Excellent.

Thomas: What're we waiting for? Let's set sail!

*But before Thomas could board the ship, Darious stops him.*

Darious: Hold on, Thomas. I don't think I will sailing the seas for the time being. I think we should all go to Dartmouth BY RAIL!

Mila: Are you sure? There's no railway line in Woolacombe.

Thomas: Mila's right. But I have an idea!

Darious: You do?

*Thomas steams onto the ship.*

Thomas: Yes, I do! Toby, chart a course for Watchet!

Toby: Aye-aye, Thomas!

*The engines and pirates board the ship.*

Darious: What's your idea, Thomas?

Thomas: Why don't we use the line in Somerset? I'm sure it has a main line connection and we'll be able to make it into Dartmouth before then.

Darious: Splendid idea!

Trento: Dartmouth, huh? Hey, that sounds like an awesome idea. Can I come too?

Queen Nakhta: Make room for one... a holiday in Dartmouth sounds most auspicious.

Thomas: You know what...? Sure! We helped you and you helped us, it's what friends do!

*Queen Nakhta and Trento excitedly board the ship.*

Trento: Sweet!

Queen Nakhta: One is going to have a real proper trip!

Thomas: Chloe! Set sail for Watchet!

Chloe: Ay-ay, Thomas!

*Chloe steers the ship off the shore and into deeper waters, ready for their expedition. A map shows the ship sailing towards Somerset.*

Narrator: It was a long and tough voyage to get to Somerset. But luckily, the old railway station at Watchet was still there, and it didn't take the engines and pirates long to find themselves on the rails again.

*The Steam Team disembark from the ship and places themselves onto the tracks.*

Thomas: Oh, it's so good to be back on the rails again!

*Just then, Odney Manor arrives.*

Odney Manor: Hey, it's you, guys. What're you doing here?

Thomas: Going to Dartmouth.

Odney Manor: Err... are you sure? You're going the wrong way.

Oliver: I believe the Bristol-Exeter line goes past here and into Dartmouth.

Odney Manor: Oh, right! Carry on, and take care!

Thomas: Thank you! *whistles* All aboard! Next stop, Dartmouth!

Engines and Pirates: Ay-ay, captain Thomas!

*The engines all whistle and cheer as they make their way down the line. The engines speed through the West Somerset countryside cheerfully.*

Thomas: *singing* Everyone will tell you how most pirates, they don't care.
They'll find a way to rob you and they'll find a way to scare.
But these young pirates, they won't make you slightly very glum.
As the Dread Pirates are the ones we call chums.

Mila: *singing* It's been a long, long voyage to find all those magic coins
We've only had six members and some engines who have joined.
Whilst all of us have only thought this mission was a dream,
but now it's been completed all thanks to the Steam Team. 'Cos...

Chorus:
Thomas and Mila: *singing* We're the Bestest Friends, by rail or sea!
The finest treasure-hunters that you have to agree.
Everywhere you go, you'll follow our minds
You'll never often know what you might find.
We're the Bestest Friends, that's what we are!
We'll always be together quite near or far.
Whatever the weather, or the railside ends
'cos you'll always have the really Bestest Friends!

*The engines make their way through Norton Fitzwarren. Thomas whistles cheerfully at a passing BR Class 150 Sprinter.*

Percy: *singing* I had a sudden feeling we'd all get ourselves quite stuck,
but we managed to succeed all thanks to proper sheer luck!

Morgana: *singing* I must admit, that challenge put our crew up to the test.
But thankfully, we all did our own best!

James: *singing* Sometimes, things are always left to better be untold
but nevertheless, we fought with all our hearts as grand as gold.

Tam-Tam: *singing* I always thought that we would never succeed on this quest.
But now we've finally finished and we all can have a rest. 'Cos...

(Chorus feat. Percy, James, Morgana and Tam-Tam)

Trento: *singing* Sometimes there are places in the darkest pits of hell...

Queen Nakhta: *singing* They'd always make you suffer... 

Princess Morgana: *singing* ...or you'll have a soul to sell.

Darious: *singing* But luckily, we never gave up with our sword and gun.

Thomas: *singing* With the Steam Team engines-

Mila: *singing* -and furry Dread Pirates!

Thomas and Mila: *singing* We've all helped everyone. That's because...

(Chorus feat. Gordon, Toby, Emily, Trento, Queen Nakhta, Darious and Princess Morgana)

Gordon and Henry: *singing* And now we're finally riding down the blummin' railway line.

Edward and Toby: *singing* We're all going to Dartmouth so it'll be our chance to shine!

Duck and Oliver: *singing* Let's all hope things won't go down to another bloody hell!

Donald and Douglas: *singing* For we have lots of sailing tales to tell!

Nia and Rebecca: *singing* We're already en route to a nice railway by the sea.

Rosie and Emily: *singing* It's going to be so much fun, that you'll have to agree.

Molly and Jade: *singing* Our treasure hunt's been worth it, and we have the right of way.

Bertha, Chloe, Holly and Abigail: *singing* Because we're on our mainline to our Dartmouth holiday! 'Cos...

*The cavalcade steam through Exeter St David station, people on the platform cheer and wave as they pass before continuing down the Bristol-Exeter line.*

(Chorus feat. Cast repeated three times)

Thomas: *speaking* And that's a fact!

*The engines all cheer and blow their whistles as they puff down the track, it isn't long before they immediately pull into Paignton station.*

Thomas: Well, we've done it! After weeks of being absent and tons of delays, we're FINALLY HERE! Dread Pirates, welcome to the Dartmouth Steam Railway!

*The Dread Pirates climb off the engines' footplates and look around.*

Darious: There's not really much here.

Tam-Tam: We should probably turn back, there's no one there.

Mila: *looks up.* Hang on... What's that?

*The Dread Pirates and the engines look up. In the sky, they see a helicopter, coming towards them.*

Trento: It's just a helicopter, nothing special.

Thomas: Wait a minute... That helicopter looks familiar.

*Sure enough, The familiar looking helicopter hovers into view. Thomas knows who the helicopter is right away and he blows his whistle in delight.*

Thomas: Is that who I think I it is?

Percy: Yes, it is!

Steam Team: Harold!

Harold: Aha! Great to see you again, chaps! We thought you were never coming, and on time too!

Thomas: Thanks, Harold. But we couldn't have done it without our new friends.

*The Dread Pirates all smile and wave.*

Harold: Splendid! Now then, chaps! Follow me to Kingswear station at the end of the line. The others are all waiting!

Thomas: Alright, Harold. *turns to the pirates and engines.* Come on, everyone! We're going to Kingswear at the other end of the line!

*The pirates all board the engines again, Thomas blows his whistle and follows Harold down the line with the Steam Team following behind him too.*

Narrator: Eventually, after their long voyage and a free trip down the Dartmouth line. The engines and pirates made their way, safe and sound into Kingswear Station on the Dartmouth Steam Railway.

*Scene changes to the engines racing into Kingswear station. Mila suddenly points to Thomas.*

Mila: Thomas! Look!

*Thomas turns to see, the Sodor search party and the Dartmouth engines all whistling and cheering under a big banner that says "WELCOME BACK, THOMAS & FRIENDS!".
Thomas pulls into the station platform, followed by the other engines. Joey, Diesel and The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt) all rush over to greet them. Joey throws his arms
around Thomas and hugs him.*

Joey: Thomas! Oh my goodness, we were so worried sick! I'm so GLAD you've made it back alive!

The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt): We heard everything, Thomas. Being lost at sea must've been very frightening for you.

Diesel: That was really cool, working with pirates. You must be very lucky engines.

Thomas: Thanks, guys. But I couldn't have done it without the help of my engine friends.

*The other engines look at Thomas and smile. The Dread Pirates, along with Queen Nakhta, Princess Morgana and Trento, disembark from the engines and come forward.*

Darious: *shakes The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt)'s hand.* My dear, Topham Hatt. I must say your Steam Team have been instrumental in completing my treasure hunt.

The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt): Indeed, I assume Thomas and the engines were well-behaved whilst they were with you?

Mila: Oh, we had a few issues, sir. But they were very helpful to us and they're what I'd like to call "really useful".

*Thomas blushes with pride.*

Morgana: Most certainly, thanks to your fine examples of famous steam locomotives, We finally achieved our lifelong dream of finding the wizard's magic coins and making
the world a better place.

The Fat Controller (Sir Topham Hatt): Splendid! Well then, Now that everyone's here. We'll all get the work done faster here in Dartmouth. Goliath, I want you to show the Steam Team to
your sheds.

*A GWR 5205 Class No. 5239 called Goliath steams up.*

Goliath: Consider it done, sir!

*Scene changes to the engine sheds at Dartmouth where Thomas and the Steam Team are talking about their BIG adventure.*

Narrator: And that night in the sheds, Thomas and the other engines told everyone about the greatest adventure they had with the Dread Pirates.

Thomas: So that's what it was all about. It wasn't an easy trip but we managed to get it done in the end.

Mila: It's been a very long voyage. But I have to hand it to Thomas, he and his friends saved the day.

Tam-Tam: I agree. He's a great adventurer.

Darious: Yes. But since our ship is still beyond repair, we can't go around roaming the channels for the rest of our lives. 

Tam-Tam: Yes. We need a proper place to stay so we can keep the ship in tip-top condition.

Mila: *gets idea.* I know... Thomas? You said you're from the Island of Sodor, right?

Thomas: Yes, and... *realises what Mila is saying.* Oh... what a perfect idea! Of course you can.

Joey: What's the idea, Thomas?

Thomas: Since Mila and the Dread Pirates have no place to live other than their own ship. How about they live with us, on the Island of Sodor?

*The Steam Team all agree in delight.*

Joey: Alright, it's settled! Once our two weeks on this line are up, you can move in with us on our little island.

Darious: Fantastic! Thanks, Joey. I'm really looking forward to all of this.

Mila: So am I.

Thomas: *turns to Queen Nakhta and Trento.* What about you two? Do you want to stay with us too?

Queen Nakhta: No thank you, Thomas. One's place is still at Kittering Castle. No kingdom can't be run without a monarch, you know. And one thinks that Trento fellow would be make a PERFECT cook for the royal family.

Mila: Really?

Trento: Yeah. I mean, why bother working in a pie shop when you can make pies for the royal family. Sounds like my cup of tea.

Thomas: Okay then, but you know where to find us! *winks*

Trento: Indeed I do.

Queen Nakhta: Certainly noted.

*Scene pans out from Dartmouth Sheds at night. Scene changes to back on the Island of Sodor where Thomas is travelling to Arlesburgh Harbour with Annie and Clarabel, he passes Mike on the way.*

Narrator: Several days later, Thomas was back on the Island of Sodor, doing all his jobs once more. He was glad that things were back to normal and hoped nothing
would stand in his way this time.

Thomas: *sighs* Such a fine day to be going to Arlesburgh Harbour. Nothing can ever go wrong on such a beautiful day. Right, Annie and Clarabel?

Annie: I couldn't agree more myself, Thomas.

Clarabel: Most certainly indeed.

*Thomas steams into Arlesburgh Harbour. But as he pulls up by the lighthouse, he hears something... familiar.*

Voice: So... THIS must be the Island of Sodor. Hello, Thomas!

*Thomas looks around and gets a very big surprise! For there, standing at the harbour, right next to the lighthouse, is The Pirate's Fate, and in front of it, Mila, Morgana, Darious, Tam-Tam and Princess Morgana.*

Thomas: Guys! You made it! I thought you'd never find us!

Mila: Well, it was a long voyage and a very tough sea to fight. But it's nice to be here, Thomas. So, which place is this?

Thomas: Why, you're in Arlesburgh Harbour, which is at the far end of Duck's branch line, The Little Western.

Darious: Interesting.

*Tam-Tam is looking at the views of Arlesburgh when he sees something.*

Tam-Tam: Hey, look! They've got a Maritine Museum.

Darious: They do? That would be a PERFECT place to keep our ship.

Thomas: Glad to hear it. Hop in, I'll show you my branch line.

*The Dread Pirates all board Annie in excitement, Thomas blows his whistle and sets off. Scene changes to Thomas puffing through the countryside with his two coaches.*

Mila: You know, Thomas. I had a thought, Maybe the pirate's life isn't as exciting as we thought it'd be.

Thomas: You think?

Darious: Why, yes, Thomas. I don't want to be a thief anymore. I think I'll just be a fisherman, I've always loved a spot of fish and chips.

Tam-Tam: And I think your home on the Island of Sodor is very colourful.

Thomas: Well... when you live on Sodor, it's the bestest place for an engine to live.

Mila: You really think so?

Thomas: Yep, there's an old song that us engines always brighten up to, and we all know that it's great to be an pirate! *whistles*

*singing* Oh yes, it's great to be an pirate and go sailing along
Yo-ho-hoeing along, Rush, rush, rushing along.
All the cannons firing as you speed along
Yo-ho-hoeing along all day

We're all so proud to be famous pirates
And travel through the ocean waves
We're always brave when there're storms to climb-

Thomas and the Dread Pirates: *singing* No rough sea is too high!

Oh yes it's great to be an pirate as you're sailing along
Yo-ho-hoeing along, Rush, rush, rushing along.
Fly along the ocean as your sails go high
Splash, splash, splashing around all day

Mila: *singing* It doesn't matter come rain or shine,

Tam-Tam: *singing* There's always things for us to do.

Darious: *singing* And in the cold-cold wintertime
We're ready!

Morgana: *singing* When you hoist the sails and...

Princess Morgana: *singing* Lift the anchor and- 

Thomas and the Dread Pirates: *singing* we'll be there for you!

Oh yes it's great to be an pirate as you're sailing along
Yo-ho-hoeing along, Rush, rush, rushing along
Feel the wind around you as you push along
Yo-ho-hoeing along all day! (Thomas: One more time!)

Oh yes, it's great to be an pirate and go sailing along
Yo-ho-hoeing along, Rush, rush, rushing along
All the cannons firing as you speed along
Yo-ho-hoeing along...

Thomas: *singing* Rush, rush, rushing and a Yo-ho-hoeing along and a-

Thomas and the Dread Pirates: *singing* Sailing around all day! Arrr!

*Scene freezes on a old sheet of paper with the words "The End" above it.*

THE END