Narrator: Tiffany's Golden Whistle.
Titlecard: See above
Narrator: The Island of Sodor is filled with lots of really reliable engines.......
Pete: (honks horn)
Bob: (whistles back)
Narrator: But sometimes, things don't quite go according to plan.
(Gordon, Spencer, and Carly race together when Gordon's safety valve nearly bursts)
Gordon: "Oh, the indignity!"
Narrator: That's why the Fat Controller (US: Sir Topham Hatt) sends in new engines to help them.
(The camera does a "Who's That Engine?"-style maneuver around a 0-6-0 Union Iron Works light tank with a pink paint scheme)
Take the case of Tiffany, the American tank engine who spoke with a British accent.
She had six small wheels, a headlamp on her funnel, two domes, and a brass bell. Her paintwork gleamed in the sunlight as she puffed her way toward Brendam Docks.
Porter: "Hello there! My name's Porter. What's yours?"
Tiffany: "My name's Tiffany."
Porter: "Oh! Nice to meet you, Tiffany."
Cranky: "What's with the holdup? My hook's getting tired!"
Salty: "Gee, we might as well cancel today's delivery then....."
Porter: (gasps) "No! Not that!"
Salty: "Sorry. As I was saying, I thought cancelling the delivery today was........who are you?"
Tiffany: "Tiffany. I'm a new tank engine and I want something better than my small, brass whistle........"
"That's it! A whistle! And I know which colour I would like it to be....."
(Stephen pulls up next to Tiffany. His golden-yellow paintwork gives her a idea for what her whistle's colour will be)
"Gold! That's the one!"
Stephen: "You better be careful with what you wish for."
Stephen: "Golden whistles are very scarce to find, you know."
Narrator: Tiffany knew right away what she wanted to do; she didn't like that she didn't have a special whistle, and wanted to find a golden whistle that suited her the most.
Narrator: That afternoon, she boasted to the other engines.
Tiffany: "......that paint gave me a idea of what colour I would like my whistle to be!"
Gordon: "Nonsense. I like my strong, loud whistle better."
James: "Nonsense again! My golden dome and bright, shiny paintwork are much better than that!"
Henry: "What about my strength? I bet that's much, much better than both of those combined! Just watch me!"
(Henry comes up to a bunch of trucks just as BoCo comes into Knapford)
BoCo: "Stop it! All of you! What's the matter?"
Tiffany: "I had a idea about receiving a golden whistle and wanted to tell it to you."
BoCo: "Settle down there. This is a railway mainline station, not a gold mine."
Tiffany: "Gold mine?! That gave me an excellent idea!"
BoCo: "You three, there's no need to argue about strength, whistle volume, and shininess, especially around the new engine."
Henry: "Yes, BoCo......."
Narrator: A couple of minutes later, Tiffany was set to do some shunting.