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Mom. Dad. Where's my apple tree?
Oh, Laura, sweetheart.
Has your spaeraft survived the move in one piee?
And your flight?
Come on, tell us a bit about it.
It was all a bit muh, if you don't mind me saying.
During our landing we drifted slightly off ourse, as you know.
Then I opened my urtains and looked around, and what did I see?
My lovely apple tree's not there, nor my friends, the meadow has disappeared...
...and the birdhouse, my seesaw, my flowers...
...and my absolutely favorite plae in the hill, and my...
My Protet-Me-Dog.
Typial Tommy. Just like bak home, if not worse.
Come on, let's go. We'll find your Protet-Me-Dog.
We'll all look together. Then we're all gonna go home.
It's not under here.
- Nor here. - Nor here.
- Maybe in the toy box. - Already there.
It's suh a...
It must be somewhere.
I see him. He's down there.
It's my dog.
Come on, Tommy. Let's go feth him.
You be areful down there.
- Yeah, yeah. - Yeah, yeah.
- Tommy, hurry up. - Yeah.
Sorry.
Hey, you're the kids from the fifth floor, aren't you?
No, we're not. And tomorrow we're going bak home.
- You've got me there. - Right, bak home.
You've only just moved in.
- Don't you like your new home? - No.
No.
Someone's lost their dog.
Where are you from, you little sausage on wheels?
Can you see him yet?
Where is he, Laura?
There. It's on the ar.
My Protet-Me-Dog!
My pizza! My glider.
Hey, stop! Please, stop!
- Wath where you're going! - You're mad, Max.
His wheel's ome off!
A dog and salami pizza.
Look, here omes the Olympi limper.
Very funny. Stupid kids.
Oh, look at you.
Oh, my dog's all stiky.
Don't worry. A quik wash, and it'll be as good as new again.
Come on, Tommy. Let's go.
We'll have nothing to do with these kids.
Right, we don't.
See you, and enjoy your meal.
To you too.
Wait.
Just stay still a seond.
There you go.
Oh, great. Not even a day here, and you've already hurt yourself.
Hurt myself?
I was this muh away from dying.
All right, let's all the emergeny servies.
No, thanks, Dad. I'll be all right on my own.
All right.
Hey, that's the...
Tommy, guess what I found?
The wheel off your dog.
Hey, Laura, Dad said I should sleep in my new bedroom on my own.
We don't want that, do we, Laura?
Laura? Laura?
Laura.
Dad, where's Laura?
- In her room, perhaps. You had a look? - No. Laura.
Laura.
Come, Pussat.
Pussat.
Come here.
Come here.
Pussat, not that way.
No. Not in there.
Come bak.
Hello?
Anyone there?
Pussat, ome out now.
Hey, I an see you.
Just you wait.
I'm oming for you. It's no use you hiding.
What...? What are you doing here?
Hi. Real ool hut you got.
- I mean, airplane. - You... You've gone and broken it.
Why did you do that?
It was an aident.
Just like this morning, when you ran into me.
But it was you that ran into me.
- Didn't you? - No way.
You ran into me.
And it was you, no doubt, who put Tommy's dog on the ar, didn't you?
You see, I knew I was right.
Oh, great. You really have a knak of making new friends.
So what? I don't need friends. Tomorrow we're getting out of here.
As if I are. Then I won't ever have to see you again.
- Oh, Laura, there you are. - What are you doing in here?
We want to sleep in your room tonight.
Look, this is not my room!
Why not? Where will you sleep?
- I don't understand... - In my spaeship.
And tomorrow, in my real home.
Please, an we ome in your spaeship?
- No. - Why not?
Beause... Beause there's not really enough oxygen for all of us.
Tommy, what are you doing?
Is that any way to treat your poor dog?
We're not going to sleep in this silly house anymore.
- And why would that be? - There's no soks again.
What? Who's got no soks again?
Probably "oxygen" here in the ity, I think he means.
Oh, Tommy, don't you dare start with that now.
- Not so fast, little Tommy. - Oh, my love.
There's no way Laura will ome down here.
She wants to sleep on the roof, in her little spaeship.
Don't worry. Tomorrow we're all gonna go bak home.
See? Look.
We'll need to follow that big, bright star up there.
That's it.
That'll take us home.
Do you wanna go on the train?
Is that a yes?
Of ourse you an ome too.
- It'll work out if we all stay together. - That's quite right, sweetheart.
Of ourse we'll all stay together. You know that.
I know it's not easy to move to a totally new town...
...but believe me, you'll see that it's not so different here.
Do you see the stars?
They're all still there.
And all in the same plae.
When we were looking for our new home...
...we thought you, Tommy and Pussat would like to live up here.
Is there any way you'll give our new home a try?
Well, okay.
Just a teeny-weeny, itsy-bitsy, weeny one.
Okay, then, my big astronaut girl.
And now, time to take off for bed.
Don't look at me as if I've done something wrong.
You try and turn down one of Mom's wishes.
We'll stay a ouple more days here. That's all we gave her.
Max, time for bed.
- Max. - Only 10 minutes more, Mom.
Ten minutes.
Am I seeing things? Did that thing go up on the roof?
Hey, you.
What are you doing up here?
What are you doing? Why are you so exited?
What a wind.
What was that, then?
What's that?
A little star.
What are you doing here?
What's happened?
Oh, you poor thing.
Have you hurt yourself?
Oh, you've lost a foot.
Are you sure you've lost it here?
Perhaps it's up there.
You're quite a way from home, aren't you?
And you're a stranger around here and don't know anyone.
Guess what? You're just like me.
Really, quite like me. But don't worry, nothing an happen to you.
It's luky we found eah other.
I have an idea. I'll just take you bak to my house...
...then you'll never need to be alone again.
It'll be okay. My bedroom's only five minutes away.
Well, this isn't my real bedroom, but I have a omfy bed and loads of toys.
You know what toys are, right?
My Bear and Minnie Rabbit will be really happy to see you.
And, by the way, my name's Laura.
So I'll have to look into this.
Where did I put it?
It's got to be in here somewhere.
There it is.
Say, let's have a loser look at you under the lens, shall we?
I'm going razy. That thing was there a seond ago.
Not out there.
It's got to be in here somewhere.
Hello? It's not in there.
I must have imagined it all.
Strange.
What? Down there, and it's moving.
The thing an move on its own. Wait! Stay there! Hey, wait.
Oh, no.
Look what I found in the park, a star.
He makes twinkly dust.
Isn't he nie?
Beautiful.
Wasn't the star just over there?
Hey, you just moved.
Daddy. Mommy.
Mommy.
Daddy. Mommy.
What an that have been?
I'll get it bak out.
You're alive.
And what's that?
It's also alive.
I must be dreaming.
Is that your broken-off foot?
Hey, I'm not gonna hurt you.
I just wanna help both of you.
Just wait a minute.
Come here.
You don't have to be afraid of me.
Stop.
Could you please keep still for a seond?
You've got that from all your rough and tumbling.
Why don't you just listen to me.
I told you you ould trust me, didn't I?
So, what am I gonna do with you now?
Let's have a go at this.
So, what olor would you like?
This one?
And now just stay still.
Don't worry, it doesn't hurt.
So all done.
I hope it's not too tight.
Look, it's just like mine.
Do you like it? Exatly the same.
You're flying.
You're a real star.
A flying star.
What are you doing here?
You did it. You ast a magi spell.
Cool.
What was that?
Tommy? Are you asleep?
Strange.
Hey, where are you?
Playing hide-and-seek?
Got you. And you.
It's all right. I thought that my little brother, Tommy, was spying on us...
...but he's asleep in his room. You know what little brothers are like, don't you?
You're really funny.
So time for bed.
Good night, Bear.
Good night, Minnie bunny.
I have my very own star now.
I'm so luky.
Good night.
And sweet dreams.
A star. A real, magi star.
Can you turn the light off, please?
Thank you.
My star!
He's gone.
Star? Where are you?
Star?
Could he have my...?
No. How ould he possibly know about my star?
Star?
No way. I must have been dreaming.
Hey, Bear.
Bear. Minnie bunny.
So it wasn't a dream.
You are alive.
Where's my star, then?
That's the... The wheel from...
Tommy. Oh, no, Tommy. Just you wait.
Really, Mommy, it twinkles, and it glows.
Laura's hidden it in her bed.
Don't believe a word he said, Mom. Tommy's fibbing.
- I'm not fibbing, Mommy. - Yes, he is.
Honest, Mommy. It's a real star.
- And Laura's hid... - Keep it shut or there'll be trouble.
Pussat, stay there.
Wait.
- Hi, Dad. - Good morning, Laura.
Hey, Pussat. Stop!
No.
For goodness' sake.
Missed again.
Over here. No, not there. No.
Pussat, leave him alone.
Now, stop it. Pipe down.
Hold still.
Gotha.
Look, Mom, I got them.
Daddy, I an show you.
- Goodness, Tommy. - Mom, the star did it!
- Give them to me. - Mom...
Keep it shut. And keep your nose out of my business.
Absolutely no one must know about him. This is my star.
All right, you have to grant me a wish then.
And what might that be?
Make him alive.
All right. Shake hands, you blakmailer.
Oh, no. I've just this minute tidied up.
It looks like a storm's been through here.
A hurriane, perhaps? A tornado?
Our daughter?
So there's a little spae.
Laura.
Come and help us tidy up, please. Laura.
Laura.
Where are you?
Laura.
Laura, where have you got to?
Laura.
Alone at last.
Is there enough spae in there?
Sure, loads of it.
Climb aboard. All empty.
- We've lots of spae. - No, thanks.
I don't like ages.
Hey, wath out.
It's fun.
Flying ruksaks?
Oh, the kids of today have everything.
Lovely, isn't it? Look, this is an oak.
Just like bak home.
So nie.
I've got her bag! Yeah!
Give it bak. It's mine!
Come and get it!
Throw it here, Harry. Over here. Here.
- Here! - Leave us alone!
- To me! - Give me my bag!
- There. - What sort of trik was that?
That's no trik. Believe me, the girl's a with.
Thanks, star. That was great.
But we must be areful not to overdo it. It makes people a little nosy.
Espeially those boys, they're so razy.
This whole town is razy.
"Let's invite a ouple of friends, Laura...
...and we should have a housewarming party."
No, thank you.
Great.
Now, Laura, you promised.
Be patient. Come in and shut the door, Tommy.
I have something to show you first.
- Laura. - Wait!
- When Laura? - Just a seond.
I have a little present for him.
So let's put you here.
Okay?
Cover your eyes.
And no peeking until I say.
Are you ready?
Really ready? And now...
...you an open them.
Careful, don't hurt yourself.
It's only a poster, little star. It's not really outer spae.
Hey, you. Where are you from?
Hey, you've forgotten something, your ring.
Here.
We'll be together forever and ever.
Yeah, then I've got one in for 2-1.
Okay.
- So, guys, here we are. - Wow, this looks like a museum.
The opera house is more than 200 years old.
Many famous musiians have played here.
And now you're playing here.
Great, isn't it? Now then, ome in, ladies and gentlemen.
- Hi, Maria. - It's you. A last rehearsal before tonight?
No, not today. I want to show my family where I work now.
Right, then. Fingers rossed for this evening.
- Fingers rossed. - Dad, what's "fingers rossed"?
"Fingers rossed"?
We say that before a premiere. You know, brings good luk.
Hey, Mom, why didn't you say you worked in suh a lovely building?
Wait until you see the onert hall and hear the musi.
Hey, Daddy?
Not now.
Star? Little star? Where are you?
Hello?
Hello?
You like it here, don't you?
Does that remind you of home?
Up there, where you ome from.
Is that it? Yeah?
Star, where are you going?
You're too high.
Please be areful.
Hey.
Come bak, little star.
We an't stay here. Let's go bak.
What's the matter with you, huh?
You had me really worried there.
- Dad. - Yes?
Where are stars from?
Stars? Up there in spae.
- Also, maybe, kids' bedrooms? - Kids' bedrooms?
Do you have any idea how enormous a star is?
Mommy, an stars be sad?
Who knows? Maybe, when they feel all alone and are far away from home.
They're far away from home...
- 19, 20. Here I ome.
Hey, don't you want to play?
Why aren't you glowing properly?
Are you not feeling well? Do you feel ill?
Or...
Or maybe you're homesik.
You want to go bak home.
Shall I open the window for you?
If you really want to go, then...
Of ourse. Now I understand.
Come on, you're not homesik, just a teeny-weeny bit tired.
That must be it.
That not so bad, right, Minnie bunny?
Of ourse, you've had a busy, busy day today...
...and now you need to rest a little bit.
All right, let's get you to bed. You'll see.
You have a good night's sleep, now.
And in the morning, you'll be as right as rain.
So you sleep now. Night, little star.
And sweet dreams.
And you two? You be quiet.
Mommy.
Oh, Mommy.
- Dad, where's Mommy? - She's gone to work.
- To the opera! - But I didn't give her a kiss...
...before she went. Mommy! Mommy!
See you later! Fingers rossed!
- Bye, Laura. - Bye!
Oh, no. The bow for Mom's ello.
Mom!
No.
Mom, wait!
- Wait for me! - You'll never ath her.
Mommy!
Laura! Laura? Now where's she gone? Time for bed.
Chop, hop. Come on, brush your teeth and then hop into bed.
Laura?
Oh, you're already asleep.
Another goodnight kiss?
No? All right, all right. Stay under the overs.
So good night then, my sweetheart.
Looks like rain.
Where's my bow?
Oh, no.
What's happening over at Laura's, then?
That is... I'm seeing things.
A star!
I knew it.
Well, where is it flying off to? Let's go. After him.
He's right overhead.
How did I end up here, then? Mommy!
I got lost.
Could you help me? I an't find my way to the opera house.
My mom's playing there now, and she needs her ello bow.
It's you.
I'm so happy you're bak.
Hey, stop.
Am I too heavy for you? No?
We're flying!
Quik, to the opera house.
Yeah!
What...? What is that? No way, I must be dreaming.
The onert, it must be about to start.
What? You want to land on the roof?
Then ome on. Hurry, or we won't make it in time.
Easy does it.
Great landing. Thanks, little star.
Wait for me here, okay? I'll be straight bak.
Oh, no. Now I've lost her again.
That's luky, it hasn't started yet.
That's strange.
In the drawer?
Not there either? This happens to me on my first night.
Yes, of ourse I an get another...
...but I'm very attahed to that old bow.
It brings me luk. Oh, well.
Sorry? Yeah, yeah, fingers rossed.
That's strange, it's there. I ould've sworn that l...
Oh, well. The main thing is that I've got it. My luky bow.
Yes! Mission aomplished. We're a great team.
- Hey, there they are. - What do you think?
One around over the ity before we go home?
Are you very tired, or would you show me the sights from up here?
I'm telling you, flying is the best in the world.
If only it wasn't raining.
Careful. What are you doing?
That's not funny!
Hey, the plaster! Don't let it ome off!
Oh, no!
Laura! Hold on! Laura!
Star?
Star? Where are you?
Are you in there?
This isn't the time for playing hide-and-seek.
Little star.
Where are you?
Hey, stop!
I think my star's on your roof.
Under here? No.
Star.
Hey, where are you?
Come bak.
He ould have fallen into the water here.
He ould be anywhere.
Little star, show me where I an find you.
Laura.
Star!
Hello?
Star, is that you? It is you!
Hold on. I'll ome and get you.
Oh, no! What's up?
What is it? You must keep glowing. Please.
No. I didn't want it to be like this.
Please glow for me.
Laura? Is that you?
What are you doing here?
No idea. Looking for you, maybe?
Well, you found me now.
And why are you so wet?
I slipped. Up there, next to the water mill.
What were you doing there?
I found something. Something you'd lost.
I haven't lost anything. Please leave me alone.
Are you all right?
Of ourse. Never better.
My star's rashed. Instead of being in the sky, shining between...
...the sun and the moon, he's old and lifeless like a stone. Understand now?
And at least if I had his foot, I ould take him bak to where he belongs.
But no, I lost his foot, and you know why?
Beause my stupid plaster fell off in the rain.
Would you be looking for this?
His foot.
It stopped glowing right at the moment that I found it.
I know it's too late, but...
Well, I think it's better off with you than with me.
No, wait. Here, ould you hold onto him for a seond?
So...
Please.
Yes.
Oh, no.
- Maybe... - I have to take my little star home.
- Home? Between the sun and the moon? - He showed me.
Okay. Hold on tight!
Don't worry, little star. You'll be all right.
Just hold on a little longer, an you?
We're almost there.
They've gone.
No, there.
Up there.
That's right, Laura. Let him go.
- What is that, then? - This is my star.
Star? But he's not glowing at all.
Doesn't make sense to drag him up here.
Oh, don't listen to him. Trust your feelings.
Be brave. Let him go.
Believe that he will shine again.
I do believe.
Oh, poppyok. That will never work. He'll fall down there...
...and break into a thousand piees, and you an ollet them all up.
Take him home with you. He's already broken a foot off.
You mustn't look to us.
It's you, you must deide.
Fly, little star. Fly.
Please.
Yes.
Laura! Laura! Up here!
It's razy! We're flying!
It's magi.
We're flying, Max!
Yeah.
Have fun, you tiny little star. Look after yourself!
I shall never forget you!
Max.
- It's your at. - My at? I thought it was yours.
- Laura, look at me! - Hey, Tommy.
I'm a pilot! Minnie bunny and Bear are my "olipots."
Hey, Tommy, ould we be your first two passengers?
Of ourse. Me and my olipots have lots of room.
Max, your airplane is super ool.
Hello, Pussat.
We've lost Pussat.
Tommy, turn bak.
Well done, Pussat. You're the world's first outer-spae, plaster-fething at.
All right, aptain, all passengers bak onboard.
Okay, understood. Bak to Earth!
And home.
- Poor thing. - Strange.
So, what do you think? Should we wake them both up now?
Morning. We're getting up now, sweetheart.
- Mom? - Get up now, my little angel.
- Laura! Laura, Laura. - Oh, wide awake?
Did you have pleasant dreams?
Yes. Yes, we did.
- It was great, wasn't it, Tommy? - Yeah.
Good morning, hildren.
Chop, hop. Get up, get dressed, get ready.
What for? Is something wrong?
We thought you'd like to go to the ountryside this weekend...
...to see our old house one more.
Hi!
Laura!
But, Dad, an we hoose another weekend to go out in the ountryside?
Why's that, then?
We've only just got here, Mom.
- Our new home. - Home.
Hey, Max.
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