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Episode 29: Around The World With 80 Trains Part 2
Narrated by Sean Bodine
Narrator: During a race from New York City to Rome, Gordon & Flying Scotsman were required to go through Chicago. Little did Scotsman know that Gordon took a shorter route west to avoid Chicago.
Flying Scotsman: *Stops at a fueling depot* Ah, now I can replenish my water supply, get extra coal, and stay ahead of my blue brother Gordon.
Harry: Excuse me. Is this Gordon an A4 like you per chance?
Flying Scotsman: *Looks at the C&NW F7 to his right* Why yes. We're racing from New York City to Rome.
Harry: I'm afraid he's ahead of you. I overheard two Union Pacific engines talking about how he took a shorter route to St. Louis.
Flying Scotsman: Bother! Driver, stop refueling at once! We need to catch up to my cheating brother.
The green pacific immediately left Chicago to pursue Gordon. Gordon had another plot to stay ahead. He put his plan in action when he reached San Francisco.
Gordon: *Looking up at a crane* Any boats here going to Indonesia?! It's urgent I get there before Flying Scotsman catches up to me!
Crane: I can help you. It'll only take a few minutes to get you on board.
Gordon: Great. Thank you.
Driver: Uh, Gordon? Aren't we supposed to go to the Island Of Errol?
Gordon: No. We're taking another short cut.
Driver: What about your friend? The Amtrak diesel.
Gordon: He was never my friend. He got along with the other engines sure, but he wanted to replace me from the express.
Fireman: Not this again.
Driver: He wasn't, and you know it. Even if he did, at least he wasn't an ignorant snob like you.
Narrator: 8 hours later, Flying Scotsman arrived.
Natalie: Welcome to San Francisco. Are you getting onboard a boat too sir?
Flying Scotsman: Yes, how did you know?
Natalie: We had a blue engine almost like you earlier this morning. He got on a boat to...either Errol Island, or Indonesia.
Flying Scotmsan: Errol Island please. We're supposed to go to Indonesia after our visit to a friend on the Eastern Pacific.
Natalie: I've heard a lot of good things about that railroad from some of the cargo boats visiting.
Flying Scotsman: Good. I'm ready to go, whenever you are that is.
Crane: One boat for Errol Island, coming up. *Picks up Flying Scotsman, and puts him on board a boat*
Gordon: *Gets unloaded in Pudang, Indonesia* Now we go non-stop to Rome. *Pulls his five coaches*
Flying Scotsman: *Resting on his boat*
Driver: *Looking at a map of the Eastern Pacific railroad*
Flying Scotsman: Oh good, there's a loop we can use to go back to the harbor.
Fireman: Any hills?
Driver: Nope. We're lucky too. We won't be going far enough west to reach it.
Flying Scotsman: Gordon's the one who's lucky. We know how bad he it at climbing hills.
Stop the song
Narrator: After crossing numerous bridges over small islands, Gordon got out of Indonesia, and entered Singapore. He would then travel north through Malaysia, Thailand, and Burma. After entering China, he would start going west again. As Scotsman mentioned earlier however, he was not good at climbing hills, and a steep one was just ahead of him after he crossed the bridge.
Gordon: *Gasps* What on earth is this?!
Driver: It's a hill.
Gordon: I know it's a hill! What's it doing in my path?!
Fireman: Being one with nature?
Gordon: I guess we'll have to soldier on. *Increasing speed*
Driver: *Looks at the speedometer, and sees Gordon going 90*
Gordon: *Starts to go up the hill* It's a long way, to Tipperary! It's a long way, to go!
Driver: It's a long way, to Tipperary!
Fireman: *Shoveling coal* The sweetest girl I know!
Gordon: *Decreasing speed* Uh oh. Hurry, more coal!
Fireman: I'm shoveling as fast as I can!
Driver: We're down to 80 lads!
Gordon: *Going slower while blushing* HNNNNNNG!!!!!! What idiot created this gradient?!?!?!
Driver: 70 miles an hour!
Fireman: *Shoveling coal*
Driver: 60 miles an hour!
Gordon: More coal fireman!!
Driver: 50 miles an hour!
Gordon: MORE! MORE! MORE!
Fireman: *Shoveling coal*
Driver: Ah, we're not gonna make it!
Gordon: YES! WE! *Brakes his siderods* are?
Narrator: Before he knew it, Gordon had no choice, but to roll backwards to the bottom of the hill.
Gordon: There better be a repair shop nearby.
Flying Scotsman was unloaded from his boat at Mossberg Harbor in the Island Of Errol.
Flying Scotsman: Interesting. The engines don't have gray faces like we do. And the diesels have eyes where their windshields ought to be.
Mily: *Stops next to Flying Scotsman* Flying Scotsman?
Flying Scotsman: Yes.
Mily: Thomas The Tank Engine told me about you once. He came to visit on Christmas a few years ago.
Flying Scotsman: Yes, he told me about you too. Does a Sean work here?
Mily: Yeah. He's an Amtrak F40. He used to work with Thomas on Sodor before he came here.
Flying Scotsman: I hope I meet him. I'm having a race with Gordon, but I'm afraid I'm falling behind. Have you seen him anywhere?
Mily: No. What's he like?
Flying Scotsman: He's like me, but painted in blue. The same shade of blue as Thomas.
Mily: Sorry, I haven't seen him.
Flying Scotsman: He cheated again! Driver, kindly get me back onto a boat. We need to go to Indonesia at once!
Mily: Too bad your visit was short. Will you come back anytime soon?
Flying Scotsman: Well I would certainly like to. It's not often I get to meet other steam engines as beautiful as you.
Mily: *Blushes while watching Flying Scotsman get back onto a boat* And it's not often I meet anyone as charming as you. *Sighs while hearts appear in her eyes*
Gordon's repairs were being done on the other side of the hill. Thankfully, a diesel towed him, and his train a few miles north.
Gordon: How long will this take?
Repairman: We need to wait for the delivery of your parts. It will arrive tomorrow.
Gordon: Tomorrow?! I'm in the middle of a race to Rome! I can't wait until tomorrow!
Repairman: Do you want to win or not?
Gordon: What kind of a question is that? Of course I want to win.
Repairman: Then you wait until tomorrow. *Leaves his shop, and closes the door*
Driver: Well, have a good night. *Leaving with the fireman*
Gordon: And where are you two going?
Fireman: We need dinner. We're going to grab a bite to eat, and then come back tomorrow.
Narrator: Gordon was speechless. Two days later, Flying Scotsman was in Girm Austria. He had just left Hungary, and was now in Austria.
Flying Scotsman: *Sighs* Gordon's probably in Italy already flirting with the ladies.
Narrator: Suddenly, he heard a familiar whistle.
Song (Start at 6:51): link
Gordon: *Rushes past Flying Scotsman*
Flying Scotsman: Well I never. I was in the lead this whole time. *Going faster*
Gordon: Oh no, he's catching up!
Flying Scotsman: *Side by side with Gordon* What happened little brother? Needed some repairs?
Gordon: Don't worry about it!
Flying Scotsman: You know I learned from a few other engines that you cheated by taking shortcuts.
Gordon: Too bad! *Goes faster*
Flying Scotsman: You're not going to win so easily little brother. *Catching up*
Gordon: Back off!
Flying Scotsman: This race is mine!
The two engines were still neck and neck when they crossed the Austrian Alps, and entered Italy.
Gordon: Why can't you get stuck on hills for a change?!
Flying Scotsman: You could at least apologize for cheating.
Gordon: Why should I? You're the one who needs to apologize for boasting, and being rude to me!
Flying Scotsman: I don't boast. Most importantly I'm not rude to you.
The high speed racing, and arguing continued as they steamed through Venice.
RABe 501: *In a station with an Ale 501*
Gordon: *Chasing Flying Scotsman* Shut up, and take that back!!
Ale 501: Stanno litigando, proprio come i miei genitori.
RABe 501: Quei due probabilmente sono innamorati.
Flying Scotsman started to gain ground in Abano.
Gordon: *His cheeks are red as he continues chasing Scotsman*
Narrator: What Gordon didn't realize was that his steam pressure was going up as he made himself work harder.
Fireman: Uh, we better stop. We're running low on water.
Gordon: *Slowly gaining on Scotsman*
Fireman: Can he hear us?
Driver: Gordon! You have to stop for more water!
Gordon: Never! I have to catch up to Scotsman before it's too late.
A tunnel was ahead of the two engines.
Flying Scotsman: Time to close the firebox.
Fireman: Right. *Tries to close Flying Scotsman's firebox doors* Uh, that can't be good.
Driver: What's the matter?
Fireman: The door's not closing. *Pushing on it* It isn't budging.
Driver: But the tunnel! We'll damage Scotsman!
Fireman: I know! I'm trying! *Pushing on the door*
Flying Scotsman: *Sweating* Oh no. Can I stop in time?
Driver: I don't think so. The blower's jammed too, so I can't open that. *Closes the regulator* Prepare for the worst!
Gordon: *Confused* Why is Scotsman slowing down?
Gordon's driver looked at Flying Scotsman's crew, struggling to close the firebox doors.
Driver: That's why. The tunnel.
Gordon: Scotsman's going to get hurt! We got to find a switch so we can get ahead of him!
Narrator: In the nick of time, Gordon raced ahead of Scotsman, applied his brakes, and helped him come to a stop before he could enter the tunnel.
The song also stopped as Gordon and Scotsman came to a complete stop.
Flying Scotsman: Gordon? You rescued me!
Gordon: You're welcome.
Flying Scotsman: But why? I thought you didn't like me.
Gordon: That doesn't mean I want you getting injured. Wasn't your rebuild expensive enough?
Flying Scotsman: *Laughing*
Narrator: The two engines laughed together, just as Flying Scotsman's fireman finally got the firebox closed.
Fireman: We're good to go now.
Gordon: Come on. Let's rest for a few minutes at the next station, then conclude our last leg of the journey.
Flying Scotsman: Sounds good to me. *Follows Gordon* And, you were correct when you said I owed you an apology. I haven't exactly been that fair to you recently.
Gordon: And I'm sorry for cheating. I promise, no more shortcuts on the rest of the race.
Flying Scotsman: And I promise not to call you little brother anymore.
Gordon: Well to be fair, that 2nd tender of yours technically does make you bigger than me.
Flying Scotsman: Touché.
The sun was setting as the two siblings arrived in Rome side by side.
Gordon: Well Scotsman, you won.
Flying Scotsman: What are you talking about? We made it at the same time.
Gordon: But I cheated. I don't deserve the glory of the fans. You do.
Flying Scotsman: Gordon, after what you did for me, saving me from having a fatal blowback, you deserve the victory.
Gina: You both deserve it.
Gordon: *Looks down at the green tank engine* How did you know we were racing?
Gina: It was all over the news, as soon as you came thundering into Italy. Didn't you come from Sodor?
Flying Scotsman: Why yes, we did.
Gordon: Didn't you join us in 1977's Great Railway Show?
Gina: Yes. Say hello to Thomas for me. I hope he comes back to join us soon.
Gordon: Will do.
Back on Sodor, the pacifics saw Sir Topham Hatt as they stopped at Vicarstown Station.
Sir Topham Hatt: How did it go?
Flying Scotsman: Sir, you must be very proud to have Gordon on your railway. He is a fine engine indeed.
Sir Topham Hatt: Well done Gordon.
Flying Scotsman: Yes. Well done indeed. We should do that again next year.
Gordon: I look forward to it.
Narrator: Gordon felt very happy with himself as he went back to the sheds. He won the race, and started to get along with his brother for the 1st time in a long time.
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