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Felix:
So this is "Beth-le-ham"?

Cyrus:
It is pronounced "Beth-le-hem".

Felix:
That's what I said, "Beth-le-ham".

Cyrus:
"Hem". Ah-heh-hem, as if you're clearing your throat.

Deborah:
Boys...

Felix:
That's what I been sayin'. You need to get your ears checked.

Deborah:
Boys, focus. The new king's in danger.

Felix:
Right. Let's go find him.

[the camels struggle to wander when they find out they're tied up]

Cyrus:
They secured our restraints!

Felix:
Yeah, and they tied us up too!

Deborah:
We have to find the new king.

Cyrus:
Wise men indeed.

Deborah:
Okay, okay, think. What do kings look like?

Cyrus:
In most cultures, a king is set apart from the plebeians with ornamental headdress.

Felix:
An ornamel what?

Deborah:
They wear hats.

Felix:
[spots a man wearing a hat] Ooh? [starts shouting] They're comin' for you, your Majesty! Run for your life! [the man runs away] Run like the wind!

Deborah:
Will you cut that out? We'll never find him tied up here. We have to go out and search.

Felix:
That's it! I'm biting through the reins!

Cyrus:
[stops Felix] Ah! Don't you dare! That is fine Corinthian leather. Do you have any idea how much that cost?

Felix:
Are you kiddin' me?

Deborah:
No, he's right.

Felix:
Ah... [drops reins]

Cyrus:
Well, we'll have to untie these knots ourselves. Just follow my instructions. First, Felix, we'll need you in the middle. Deborah, on the left.

[the camels begin struggling to get themselves untied]

Felix:
Ooh, excuse me. Pardon me.

Deborah:
No, over.

Cyrus:
Lemme...move.

Felix:
Would you move?

Deborah:
The other way!

Felix:
Sorry about that. Sorry. My bad.

Cyrus:
I got it.

Deborah:
No, around.

Cyrus:
No, the other... [jumps and spins] The other left.

Felix:
STOP! Will you stop pinchin' me?