Labiche worked on repairing the engine for the Colonel's art train. He went into the cab to take a break when he saw Didont, and Pesquet.
Labiche: What are Ты doing here?
Didont: I decided to go along as огонь pony.
Labiche: Ты damn fools, you'll get yourselves killed!
Pesquet: Papa Boule would have wanted us to-
Labiche: Papa Boule is dead! Now stop Актёрское искусство like children!
Didont: Don't be mad Paul. We're doing this, because we want to.
Labiche: Listen, Ты idiots! The war'll be over in a few days! Now leave it alone.
Pesquet: Ты get caught up in something, Ты can't leave it alone. Ты know how it is.
German пони 309: Labiche!! Are Ты taking the night off?!
Labiche: *Climbs out of the engine* It'll be ready in a couple of hours.
German пони 309: When it's ready, deliver it!
Labiche: In broad daylight?
German пони 309: Deliver it! The Colonel сказал(-а) the repair of his engine is вверх priority.
So with Didont, and Pesquet with him, Labiche drove the engine back to the art train. They finished crossing a trestle, when they heard a sound high in the sky.
Pesquet: *Looks outside, and sees an airplane. It turns left, and he sees British logos on it. He goes to Labiche* Spitfire.
Labiche: *Looks at the plane with Didont, and Pesquet*
British Pony: *Firing bullets at the engine*
Pesquet: *Watching the plane*
British Pony: *Turning around to make another attack*
Didont: No! *Gets on вверх of the tender* Don't hurt us!! We're allies!!!
British Pony: *Firing еще bullets*
Labiche: *Moves the throttle, and makes the engine go faster*
British Pony: *Flying high, then heads towards the ground as it gets ready to make another attack*
Labiche: *Driving towards a tunnel*
Didont: *Shoveling еще coal*
British Pony: *Firing bullets*
Didont: *Gets his hat shot off*
Labiche: *Gets the engine into the tunnel*
British Pony: *Flies over the tunnel*
The brakes were applied, and this noise could be heard: link
Labiche: *Puts the engine in reverse, dramatically decreasing the speed, then puts the brakes on again. The engine stops inches from the other end of the tunnel*
British Pony: *Flying away*
Didont: *Feeling very stressed, and blows the whistle. He blows it for seven seconds, and calms down. The whistle echoes through the tunnel*
Labiche: *Looking at Didont, and Pesquet. Both are tired*
Pesquet: This is the last job. The last one.
Labiche: *Looks down at the floor* When we get to Rive-Reine, I'll talk to Maurice.
We will be introduced to another new character, in the Далее part of this story.
Labiche: What are Ты doing here?
Didont: I decided to go along as огонь pony.
Labiche: Ты damn fools, you'll get yourselves killed!
Pesquet: Papa Boule would have wanted us to-
Labiche: Papa Boule is dead! Now stop Актёрское искусство like children!
Didont: Don't be mad Paul. We're doing this, because we want to.
Labiche: Listen, Ты idiots! The war'll be over in a few days! Now leave it alone.
Pesquet: Ты get caught up in something, Ты can't leave it alone. Ты know how it is.
German пони 309: Labiche!! Are Ты taking the night off?!
Labiche: *Climbs out of the engine* It'll be ready in a couple of hours.
German пони 309: When it's ready, deliver it!
Labiche: In broad daylight?
German пони 309: Deliver it! The Colonel сказал(-а) the repair of his engine is вверх priority.
So with Didont, and Pesquet with him, Labiche drove the engine back to the art train. They finished crossing a trestle, when they heard a sound high in the sky.
Pesquet: *Looks outside, and sees an airplane. It turns left, and he sees British logos on it. He goes to Labiche* Spitfire.
Labiche: *Looks at the plane with Didont, and Pesquet*
British Pony: *Firing bullets at the engine*
Pesquet: *Watching the plane*
British Pony: *Turning around to make another attack*
Didont: No! *Gets on вверх of the tender* Don't hurt us!! We're allies!!!
British Pony: *Firing еще bullets*
Labiche: *Moves the throttle, and makes the engine go faster*
British Pony: *Flying high, then heads towards the ground as it gets ready to make another attack*
Labiche: *Driving towards a tunnel*
Didont: *Shoveling еще coal*
British Pony: *Firing bullets*
Didont: *Gets his hat shot off*
Labiche: *Gets the engine into the tunnel*
British Pony: *Flies over the tunnel*
The brakes were applied, and this noise could be heard: link
Labiche: *Puts the engine in reverse, dramatically decreasing the speed, then puts the brakes on again. The engine stops inches from the other end of the tunnel*
British Pony: *Flying away*
Didont: *Feeling very stressed, and blows the whistle. He blows it for seven seconds, and calms down. The whistle echoes through the tunnel*
Labiche: *Looking at Didont, and Pesquet. Both are tired*
Pesquet: This is the last job. The last one.
Labiche: *Looks down at the floor* When we get to Rive-Reine, I'll talk to Maurice.
We will be introduced to another new character, in the Далее part of this story.