BONUS: Everyone on that scene except the Fat Controller was in on it. Gordon, Edward, their crews…
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… it’s possible the crews even managed to get a whole lot of plants on that particular train.
Their role was to drum up enthusiasm for Henry’s “rescue” so that the Fat Controller would be as well-disposed as possible towards Henry by the end of it all.
Yeah, it was all a massive, joint Mission: Restore Henry to Grace At Any Cost, All Else Be Hanged; We Love Him, Miss Him, and Even Those of Us Who Don’t Just Can’t Have This Disgrace Continue to Blight Our Railway Any Longer (needs a catchier name)
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BONUS x2: But it was totally Gordon’s plan to begin with.
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If for no other reason than I enjoy imagining Edward’s reaction when it was first broached. One distinct possibility:
Edward: Gordon, this is a lovely idea. And your volunteering for the breakdown role is truly selfless.
Edward: … so… are you, like… sick or something?
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Gordon: I am NOT lovely and am NOT selfless! I am too important, too enormous, existing, as I do, in an exalted plane far beyond and above your simple, quaint, rustic notions of (tchah!) “right” and “wrong”!
Edward: You’re sure? Because, actually, this kind of makes it seem like you’ve secretly got a very, very nice si—
Gordon: I JUST MISS HAVING ANOTHER PROPERLY-SIZED LONDON-MADE FLAGSHIP AROUND TO NOT CONSTANTLY IRRITATE ME WITH TINY HIGH-PITCHED NORTHERN-ENGINE CHATTER.
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