The Star

Dont think I don't see you, little one.

I think there's enough

for both of us, though.

Mary.

Fear not,

for you have been favored by God

to conceive and bear a son.

A son?

But how?

The Holy Spirit will overshadow you,

and the child will be called

the Son of God.

For nothing is impossible with God.

Thank you.

Do I say thank you? I mean, yes.

Let it be done, just as you say.

Guys! Guys!

You're not gonna believe this!

Okay. You are not gonna believe this,

but I think a new star

just appeared in the sky...

No, no, no.

What have I said

about looking through that thing?

Come on. Wait.

This doesn't happen every day.

There's nothing out there for you, kid.

Things are changing.

That star means something.

And I'm not gonna be here forever.

I love the smell of freshly

ground grain in the morning.

Kid, your unemployed bird friend's here.

Dave!

-Hey, pal.

-What's new out there today?

You know, not a whole lot.

I mean, it's Nazareth.

That rooster on Fifth Street

overslept again.

And, that horse...

What is his name? Jeremiah? Hezekiah?

There's an "iah" in there. I know that.

He lost a shoe.

And then, well...

I mean, it's barely worth mentioning,

but the royal caravan is rolling

through town today.

What? The royal caravan?

-Are you kidding?

-No, buddy! For real!

I spotted them outside of town

and had to come

straight here to tell you.

Today's the day we've been waiting for.

Nazareth can kiss my gleaming

white tail feathers good-bye.

See? I told you that star was a sign.

We're meant for something

greater than this.

This is ourjob,

and once you accept that,

you'll be a glowing picture

of happiness.

Like me.

We're talking about

the royal caravan here.

It's the ultimate job.

You get to go from town to town,

see the world, visit important people,

and you get to march

with the biggest, strongest,

greatest horses in the world.

Dave! Dave! Dave! Dave!

All the animals in every town

watching us go by.

Dave! Dave! Dave!

And we'll nally be doing

something important.

A miniature donkey in the royal caravan?

-That'll be the day.

-Don't listen to him.

And what's a dove gonna do,

carry one grape at a time?

At least he's not

locked up in a mill like us.

I'm telling you,

folks in this town just don't get it.

And, I could carry two grapes,

one in each talon, thank you very much.

Bells.

Wait. Bells.

That's them.

It's time to activate

Operation Prison Break.

Okay.

All l have to do is kick

this sharp metal killer stick

towards my head and duck.

lt'll cut your harness...

And I'll finally be free.

I love Operation Prison Break.

-Such a good idea.

-Here we go.

Okay, that's not good.

Oh, boy.

See? I knew that would work.

Just like we planned.

With a momentary near-death hiccup.

Well, old-timer, it's been real.

-Good luck to you.

-Wait, Dave.

We can'tjust leave him.

Buddy, | get where you're coming from,

but it's the royal caravan,

not the retirement caravan.

Look at him. He's like 300 years old.

All right. What's going on in...

Now, this ought to keep you

where you belong.

You're nothing

but a great big, rotten...

Oh, boy.

...good-for-nothing bully!

Yeah, you better walk away.

Who needs the royal caravan?

There's plenty of excitement

here in Nazareth.

I'm gonna be honest.

I'm very upset right now.

I'm gonna go find someone to poop on.

If that miller thinks

this yoke is gonna stop me...

Boy, do l have a surprise for him.

I'll be riding with kings any day now.

You'll see.

Still no Mary.

Okay. Just a little late.

It's normal to be late

to your wedding feast. Totally normal.

Just like it's normal

to talk to yourself.

There he is!

-Hey.

-Hi, Joseph.

Looking good!

Mary. You made it.

You look beautiful.

So do you.

Well, handsome.

I've missed you.

You're a little late, you know.

I was starting to worry.

Sorry.

That's our fault. We're always late.

"We" who? You were driving.

She was such a big help to us

these past several months.

-Wasn't she, John?

-Sorry, big guy.

I know how great she is,

but I'm taking her back.

Joseph?

There's something

I want to talk to you about.

Of course.

And, just warning you,

it might be a lot to take in.

Mary, it's our wedding feast.

Of course. You can tell me anything.

She's here!

Sorry, what did you want to talk about?

It can wait.

Let's enjoy the party.

So, any new escape plans, kid?

What's the point?

I'm always gonna be stuck on the

same old wheel with the same old view.

What's wrong with the view?

I know it feels like

we're just going in circles.

-We are.

-Look, kid.

We're mill donkeys.

We grind grain. We don't carry kings.

Yeah.

Should've listened to you

and given up a long time ago.

What is happening?

Kid, it's my leg. Go get help.

These good-for-nothing animals.

What is it now?

Just what I needed.

-Are the gates open?

-What?

-Yeah.

-You!

What are you doing...

Kid, get out of here.

Wait, but I thought you said...

-What about you?

- | ' | | be fine.

| just hope you find

what you're looking for.

I don't know what to say.

You're welcome, kid.

Now, get going.

No, you don't!

You're free, kid. Make it count.

What?

Where do you think you're going?

Get back here!

Look, I'm not gonna be here long.

Runaway donkey! Somebody grab him!

Sorry, hon. Looks like I'm leaving

sooner than I thought.

Never forget me!

You broke out!

Yes, the dream is back on.

See, not free yet.

The miller! The miller's on my tail!

Yeah, and he does not look happy.

I am not happy!

Follow me.

-This way. Up here.

-No, no, not up.

No, donkey don't like up!

Sorry. Sorry.

I'm a really nice guy.

Get out of the way.

Get out of the way. Get out of the way!

-What now?

-Jump.

Jump? What, are you crazy?

Justjump!

A flying donkey!

Well, greetings, ladies.

Wait a second. Are they eating chicken?

Ladies, run!

Other way. Other way!

No, no. Where'd you go?

Dave? Dave? Where are you?

I got you now.

No.

-No, no, no.

-There's no way out of this.

Here we go!

Okay. Here goes.

He's a good man. He'll understand.

Thanks.

Zechariah! Party's over.

Let's go.

Great party, guys.

-Bye, now.

-Joseph,

you must be the happiest man

in the world.

Or second happiest.

Clearly, I'm the happiest.

You know, I think I liked you better

when you couldn't talk.

Our place is a mess.

"Our place."

I like the sound of that.

Me, too.

Well, this place

isn't gonna clean itself.

I'm starting with the dishes.

Okay. And I'll start down here.

Where I figure out

how to tell him about you.

It's all good news. Promise.

All good news.

Yep.

I'm caught again.

There's gotta be a better hiding place.

Okay, maybe not here.

Nope, not that one, either.

Why couldn't I be smaller?

The one time | wish I was smaller.

No.

You poor thing.

You're hurt.

What is she doing?

That can't be good.

If I'm going to help you,

you're gonna have to let me, okay?

Okay.

Better?

Good. Nice to meet you.

l'm Mary.

Hey. You gonna

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