Skarloey was taking Duncan to the sheds, since Duncan did not want to move by himself.
Skarloey: What happened is, Rheneas had to get a train to the next station, or else our line would close. Duncan: I do not care. Passengers are annoying. From now on, I will only pull freight trains. Skarloey: You're lazy, and rude. That's not good Duncan. You need to change your behavior before it's too late. Duncan: I don't care!
Skarloey: *Stops next to Rusty* You know, if I could't remember all of the sights, I'd think I was on a different railway. Rusty: We were hoping for that. Manager said let's rebuild this line, and make it so good that Skarloey won't recognize where he is. And we did, and you didn't, if you take my meaning. Skarloey: I do.
They rolled together, into the yard.
Rusty: There's still one bad bit. It's just before the station at the start of the line. Skarloey: You mean the curve? Rusty: That's the one. An engine might come off there, particularly Duncan. He will do Rock N' Roll. Look at him now. Duncan:...
The two engines soon arrived. One was green, and the other blue. Their names were Sir Handel, and Peter Sam.
Sir Handel: *Angry* What a small shed. This won't do at all. We're much too good for this old shack. Peter Sam: I think it's nice. Sir Handel: Hmph. *Looks at Skarloey* What's that rubbish?! Skarloey: *Looks at Sir Handel* Peter Sam: Shh, that's Skarloey. He's famous. *Whispers* I'm sorry Skarloey. Sir Handel's upset now, but he's quiet nice really. Skarloey: I'm sorry too. Sorry that you have to put up with his bad behavior.
Sir Handel ignored what Skarloey said, and saw the fireman walk towards...