I literally changed to this because I can't believe this got released
Down The Mine The Pilot Episode Told by Ringo Starr One day, Thomas was at the junction when Gordon shuffled in with some trucks. Pooh! Remarked Thomas. What a funny smell. Can you smell a smell? I can't smell a smell, said Annie. A funny, musty sort of smell, said Thomas. No one noticed it 'till you did, grunted Gordon. It must be yours. Annie? Clarabel? Do you know what I think it is? It's ditch water! Before Gordon could answer, Thomas puffed away. Annie and Clarabel could hardly believe their ears. That was funny. That was funny, he chuckled. He felt very pleased with himself. Annie and Clarabel were deeply shocked. They had great respect for Gordon the big engine. Thomas left the coaches at the station and went off to a mine for some trucks. Long ago, miners digging for lead had made tunnels under the ground. Though strong enough to hold up trucks, their roofs could not bear the weight of engines. Silly old board, he thought. He had often tried to pass it and he had never succeeded. But this morning he had made a plan. He had to push the empty trucks into one siding and pull out full ones from another. Come on, waved the Fireman. The Driver leaned out of the cab to see where they were going. Now, said Thomas to himself. Hoorah! Laughed Thomas and he followed the trucks into the siding. Stupid old board, said Thomas. There's no danger. There's no danger. Look out! Shouted his Driver. Come back! Fire and smoke, said Thomas. I'm sunk! And he was. Thomas could just see out of the hole, but he couldn't move. Oh dear, he said. I am a silly engine. And a very naughty one, too. I saw you, said the Fat Controller. Please get me out, I won't be naughty again. I'm not sure, replied the Fat Controller. We can't lift you out with the crane the ground's not firm enough. Hmm, let me see. I wonder if Gordon could pull you out. Yes Sir, said Thomas nervously, but he didn't really want to meet Gordon just yet. Down a mine, is he? Ho, ho, ho, laughed Gordon. What a joke, he chortled, puffing to the rescue. Poof, poof, little Thomas. We'll have you out in a couple of puffs. Strong cables were fastened between the two engines. Are you ready? Heave! Called the Fat Controller. It was a lot harder than they all thought. But at last, he was free. I'm sorry I was cheeky, said Thomas. That's all right, Thomas you made me laugh. I'm in disgrace, Gordon went on pathetically. I feel very low. I'm in disgrace too, said Thomas. Why so you are, Thomas. We're both in disgrace. Shall we form an alliance? An al-ali-ali? What was it? Asked Thomas. An alliance, Thomas. United we stand, together we fall, said Gordon grandly. Right you are, said Thomas. Good, that's settled, mumbled Gordon. And buffer buffer, the allies puffed home.
