- Diesel (US): Rusty! Oh, Rusty! Don't you ever disappear like that on me again, got it? I missed you so much! What? I'm just glad to have it back. Whatever.
- Thomas (US): Don't worry, Diesel. I understand how much Rusty means to you now. After all, you did sing that great song about it!
- Thomas (US): That can is crusty and old. Kinda creaky and cold. No it can't hold your hand. And it's not made of gold. It ain't much of a talker. And it can't sit or stand, why you love that rusty can!
- Diesel (US): He may be squeaky and loud. And he can't race around. But if you tell him a secret. He won't make a sound! No he won't hug you back. But he'll stay till the end. Oh man, I love my rusty can!
- Thomas (US): Bum, bum, bum, bum! He's a thin piece of tin!
- Diesel (US): He's a bucket of junk.
- Thomas (US): He's so icky and sticky. And full of gunk.
- Diesel (US): But he means so much more to me than I ever planned! Oh man, I love my rusty can! That's right! Oh man, I miss my rusty can!
- Thomas (US): I see why you miss your rusty can!
- Diesel (US): I Miss my rusty can!