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Once upon a time, there was a young man...
who believed there was nothing more important than a wish.
Not just any wish, of course.
The one that drives your heart.
The one that makes you who you are.
But he also understood just how impossible it can be...
to make that wish come true.
How easily dreams can be destroyed.
And so, he set out to do something about it.
He studied the magic of the world tirelessly...
and became a mighty sorcerer...
able to protect from harm or ill will any wish given to him...
and for the good and the worthy, even grant that wish.
The sorcerer didn't know if the world would want his gift.
But he and his loyal wife found the most perfect island...
deep in the Mediterranean Sea.
And there they built a kingdom like no other...
where anyone, any family, no matter where they came from, were welcome.
Can this boat go any faster?
And to their joy, people came...
settled there from far and wide...
gave their wish and appreciation for his protection...
and with the very real hope it could one day be granted.
And everyone agrees...
there is no one more deserving...
than my grandfather.
A most loving...
and handsome...
man who turns 100 years old today.
That's it?
Now you're done talking?
Valentino's never done talking.
If only we could understand you.
The King has called a wish ceremony today!
This is it!
No, it can't be a coincidence the King is calling a wish ceremony...
on your birthday.
Putt, putt, putt, and knock on wood.
Tonight's your night, Saba.
I can feel it.
Asha, let's bake a cake.
No.
But I love cake.
I mean, I can't.
I'm giving a tour and then...
I'm helping. I'm helping Dahlia.
Yeah. So...
-Why'd you say it like that? -Like what?
What are you up to?
What makes you think that I'm up to something?
Because I know your pauses.
I'm maturing.
My pauses are changing.
Asha!
Can't talk now, I'm gonna be late.
I'll see you at the wish ceremony.
I wouldn't miss it.
I've got a good feeling about it!
I'm here!
I'm here. I'm here.
Just one second.
Let me catch my breath.
Hola, shalom, salam.
Everyone ready?
Welcome to Rosas Come on, come this way
Where the greatest creations Are all on display
There's no other place Just as full of surprise
Where your dreams and your reality Can collide
You wanna dance on beat?
Or to have hair touch down to your feet?
Go to outer space
Well, hey, you've come to the right place
'Cause here in the city of Rosas
You can turn all your wanting to wishing
No what ifs and no wonders
Oh, here in the city of Rosas
It's unlikely that you'll be unhappy
With so much to discover
A home for me, for you
And all of us
The City of Rosas
So, like, we have this king named Magnifico
And he built Rosas many years ago
With lightning for hands And eyes that can glow
No, no, no, I'm totally kidding.
But he is powerful
He's just like us
With a twist
And someone that I'd like to kiss
Oh, dear!
A magic swish
And there you have it, poof! There's your wish
And hey, did I mention when you turn 18
You get to give your wish In a ceremony
And he keeps them safe Every wish he acquires
And once a month He grants someone's greatest desire
It could be you someday
Or my Saba Sabino's Oh, I can't wait
Does it hurt?
Do you cry?
Oh, no and you won't even miss it When you say "goodbye"
'Cause here, in the city of Rosas
You can turn all your wanting to wishing
No what ifs and no wonders
Oh, here, in the city of Rosas
It's unlikely that you'll be unhappy With so much to discover
A home for me, for you
And all of us
The City of Rosas
I'll give my wish.
Do you really forget your wish once you give it?
You forget without regret.
I want to meet the King.
You're in luck. There's a wish ceremony tonight.
You're welcome to stay and watch.
-I love food! -Enjoy.
This is amazing!
-I want to live here. -So do I.
-I'm never leaving. -This is delicious!
Help me!
Best friend and honorary doctor of all things rational.
My interview is in one hour...
and I'm so nervous I think I'm going to explode.
Interview. What interview?
Dahlia?
You mean the interview with our velvety sweet buttercream of a king.
Oh, please don't say it like that.
My best friend, the King's apprentice.
I'll be famous.
I have forgotten how to talk.
I have no words.
Is my mouth drooping? I feel like it's drooping.
Quick, ask me an interview question.
Okay, Asha, what's your weakness?
Weakness?
I get irrational when I'm nervous.
No, no.
You care too much.
I do? Wait. Is that a weakness?
That's why it's perfect.
You're welcome.
Just relax.
You're surrounded by friends.
Cookies?
-Cookies. -I like cookies.
-Me first. -Look out.
-Out of my way! -Yes, yes, yes.
Cookies.
Give me the cookies.
-Out of the way! -Slow down.
-Move over. Okay, okay. -I love cookies.
-Safi, they're lemon. -Oh, no.
Yes.
Life is so unfair.
Take mine.
Bazeema, where did you come from?
Hi.
Oh, take mine, too. I can't eat.
Oh, right. Your interview with the King.
Hey, look at me.
Don't worry. We'll be here for you when you fail.
Gabo.
Oh, there are the cookies.
Safi sneezed on those.
Oh, thanks.
Ew.
Anyway.
Not that I blame you for trying to cheat the system.
What? I'm not trying to cheat at anything.
Come on.
Everyone knows the racket.
The King's apprentices get their wishes granted...
and usually their family's wishes, too.
Not always.
Maybe always.
Wait, isn't your Saba turning 100 today and still waiting?
Ignore him.
Not to mention the fact that you're also turning 18.
Happy birthday.
In a few months...
not today.
And when you give your wish to the King...
you don't wanna have to end up like Simon here, do you?
Huh, what's wrong with Simon here?
I don't know.
You're kind of boring now.
No offense.
Have I become boring?
Do you all think that?
-Achoo. -No, not boring. Just...
Calmer.
Oh, Simon, don't worry. You're still you...
and I bet you'll get your wish granted really soon.
Unlike your poor old Saba who's still waiting...
The Queen.
-Your Majesty. -Queen Amaya.
Oh, my goodness.
Asha, the King is ready for you.
Now? Am I late? I thought I...
You're fine. The last interview...
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