The Small One/Transcript

(Song: "Small One")

Boy: Time to get up Wake up, Small One You don't want father to catch you sleeping again

Kinda stiff, huh? How's that? Better?

So, you wanna play? Well you better not get tired now.

Father: Come on Son! We have to get to work.

Boy: Here. Eat your breakfast.

Father: Are those donkeys ready yet?

Boy: Coming Father! Hurry Small One!

Father: Don't you have enough work, without doing Small One's too?

Boy: Oh no, Father. It's no trouble at all.

Father: Son, are you aware that Small One eats as much as the other donkeys?

Boy: Well he has a big appitite

Father: That's what I'm trying to say, Son. He can no longer carry a big enough load to pay for his food.

Boy: He's just a little tired today. His strength will come back.

Father: No, he's old my Son. We can't afford to keep him any longer.

Boy: No, Father! You don't mean that!

Father: I'm sorry, Son. But tomorrow I must take him to the market and sell him. He'll bring a piece of silver.

Boy: No, Father! No! You can't sell him. You can't.

Father: Please, Son. Try to understand. Small One is old. He shouldn't have to work so hard. In the city, he'll have an easie life. You must be strong my Son.

Boy: Father?

Father: Yes, Son.

Boy: Please, can I take him?

Father: Very well. You can leave in the morning and be back by nightfall. But understand, Small One must be sold.

Boy: Yes, Father.

Don't worry Small One. You won't have to carry those heavy sticks anymore. I won't sell you to just anyone. He'll will be someone special. Someone who'll feed you and brush your coat and get the burrs out of your tail. There must be such a man somewhere.

(Song: "A Friendly Face")

Boy: Goodnight, Small One

Guard: Halt! State your buisness, Boy!

Boy: I've come to sell my donkey, Sir. I--

Guard: Hmm...I know a man who is need of just such an animal! Third shop inside these gates.

Boy: Oh, thank you Sir!

Now don'tbe nervous. And try to keep them straight, Small One. Hello? Hello?

Tanner: Yes? You have a donkey to sell?

Boy: His...His name is Small One.

Tanner: One piece of silver.

Boy: Will you take good care of him?

Tanner: Heh, I only want his hide, Boy. I'm the tanner.

Boy: The tanner!? You wanna make leather out of him?!

Tanner: One piece of silver.

Boy: No, I won't sell him! No! No!

I'm sorry, Small One.

(Song: "Merchant's Song")

Boy: I'm sure we'll find a home for you here. We've got to fix you up. Now try and keep it straight.

Auctioner: Fifty peices of silver! Ho ho ho! Are you all blind? This is a magnificent animal! Gentelmen, how can you pass up a bargain like this? I need fifty-five! I must have fifty-five! I won't let this gorgeous creature go, for less then fifty-five!

Man 1: Fifty-five!

Auctioner: Fifty-five is the bid! Thank you my good man! Do I hear sixty? Sixty would be music to my ears!

Man 2: Ah, ah, ah...Si...Sixty!

Auctioner: Sixty pieces of silver! Do I hear more? Sixty-once! Sixty-twice! Sold to that lucky buyer over there, for sixty pieces of silver!

Now, the next animal will truley amaze you! A fine steed of great breeding! So--WHAT?! What? You, you there boy! Get out of here! Off there! I have no time for this! Go away, Boy! Go away!

Boy: But please, Sir. This donkey's for sale.

Auctioner: Well this is a horse market! I haven't got time to waste on a scrawny donkey!

Boy: He's not scrawny! He's a strong donkey. He's gentle and kind. And good enough to be in a king's stable!

Auctioner: A king's stable?! Did you say? Did you hear that gentlemen? It seems we have the Prince of Donkeys with us today! Yes! Take note of this wel muscled animal! The alert stance! And deer heart! Come gentlemen! Do not hesitate! Who will start the bidding at one thousand pieces of silver? But look closly my friends! Observe the sleek coat! And the tail! This is a tail?!

Boy: Stop it! Let go of his tail!

Auctioner: I assure you gentlemen! He is as strong as a bull!

Boy: Get off him!

Auctioner: Move! Move!

Boy: Get off him! Get off!

Auctioner: The king's donkey!

Get that miserable beast, out of here!

Now gentlemen! Now that we had our fun and disposed of the King's donkey! I wish to direct your attention to a truley amazing...

Boy: I'm sorry, Small One.

Joseph: Tell me, Son. Are you the owner of this small donkey? I need a gentle donkey, to carry my wife to Bethlehem. Is he for sale?

Boy: Yes, Sir.

Joseph: What do you call him?

Boy: Small One.

Joseph: Small One? Well, he looks strong enough.

Boy: And kind.

Joseph: I can only offer you one silver coin. I know that's very little.

Boy: No that's fine. I just want Small One, to have a good home.

Joseph: Well, my son, he will have. Aww, there. I'll take good care of him.

Boy: Goodbye, Small One. Be strong and sure of foot and follow your new master.

Joseph: Come along, Small One. Come along.

Boy: Goodbye.

(Song "Small One (Reprise)")