- Percy: Hello, Thomas. You look splendid.
- Thomas: Yes, indeed. Blue is the only proper color for an engine.
- Toby: Oh, I don't know. I like my brown paint.
- Percy: I've always been green. I wouldn't want to be any other color either.
- Thomas: Well, well, anyway, blue is the only proper color for a really useful engine. Everybody knows that.
- Narrator: [as Thomas huffs away] Percy said no more. He just grinned at Toby.
- Narrator: Later, Thomas was resting, when Percy arrived. A large hopper was loading his trucks full of coal. Thomas was still being cheeky.
- Thomas: Careful. Watch out with those silly trucks.
- Troublesome Trucks: Go on! Go on!
- Thomas: And by the way, those buffers don't look very safe to me.
- [Percy accidentally hits said buffers; the last load of coal pours down on Thomas]
- Thomas: Help! I'm choking! Get me out!
- Narrator: Percy was worried, but he couldn't help laughing! Thomas' smart blue paint was covered in coal dust, from smokebox to bunker!
- Percy: Ha-Ha! You don't look really useful now, Thomas. You look really disgraceful.
- Thomas: [spluttering and cross] I'm NOT disgraceful! You did that on purpose! Get me out!
- Narrator: [after Thomas' incident with the coal] Thomas was grumpy in the shed that night. Toby thought it a great joke, but Percy was cross with Thomas for thinking he had made his paint dirty on purpose.
- Percy: Fancy a really useful blue engine like Thomas, becoming a disgrace to the Fat Controller's railway!