Disney Princess

Tangled, Disney+, Walt Disney Pictures, Walt Disney Animation Studios

Disney+ original film Tangled was released November 24th, 2010.

#Tangled made $591.8M at the international box office.

rottentomatoes: 89%

metacritic: 71

imdb: 7.7

oscars: 1 nomination

Rapunzel

Rapunzel is marooned in a castle with her mother outside the kingdom.

“♪ Save what has been lost ♪ Bring back what once was mine ♪ What once was mine ♪. Why can’t I go outside? Yes, Mommy.” — Rapunzel

“Ha! Hmm. Well, I guess Pascal’s not hiding out here. Gotcha! That’s 22 for me. How about 23 out of 45? Okay. Well, what do you want to do? Yeah. I don’t think so. I like it in here, and so do you. Oh, come on, Pascal. It’s not so bad in there.” — Rapunzel

“♪ Seven a.m., the usual morning lineup ♪ Start on the chores And sweep till the floor’s all clean ♪ Polish and wax, do laundry and mop and shine up ♪ Sweep again and by then it’s, like, 7:15 ♪ And so I’ll read a book OR maybe two or three ♪ I’ll add a few new paintings to my gallery ♪ I’ll play guitar and knit and cook and basically ♪ Just wonder when will my life begin? ♪” — Rapunzel

“♪ Then after lunch it’s puzzles and darts and baking ♪ Paper-mache, a bit of ballet and chess ♪ Pottery and ventriloquy, candle-making ♪ Then I’ll stretch, maybe sketch ♪ Take a climb, sew a dress ♪ And I’ll reread the books if I have to time spare ♪ I’ll paint the walls some more ♪ I’m sure there’s room somewhere ♪ And then I’ll brush and brush and brush and brush my hair ♪ Stuck in the same place I’ve always been ♪ And I’ll keep wondering and wondering and wondering and wondering ♪ When will my life begin? ♪ Tomorrow night ♪ the lights will appear ♪ Just like they do ♪ on my birthday each year ♪ What is it like ♪ out there where they grow ♪ Now that I’m older ♪ Mother might just let me go ♪” — Rapunzel

“This is it! This is a very big day, Pascal. I’m finally going to do it. I’m going to ask her. It’s time! I know. I know. Come on. Don’t let her see you. Coming, Mother! Hi. Welcome home, Mother. Oh, it’s nothing. All right. So, Mother, as you know tomorrow is a very big day… okay. So, Mother, as I was saying, tomorrow is… oh! Of course, Mother. ♪ Flower, gleam and glow Let your power shine ♪ Make the clock reverse Bring back what once was mine ♪ Heal what has been hurt Change the Fates’ design ♪ Save what has been lost Bring back what once was mine ♪” — Rapunzel

“So, Mother… earlier I was saying tomorrow is a big day, and you didn’t respond. So, I’m just gonna tell you, it’s my birthday! Ta-da! That’s the funny thing about birthdays. They’re kind of an annual thing. Mother, I’m turning 18, and I wanted to ask… what I really want for this birthday… actually what I wanted for quite a few birthdays now… I want to see the floating lights. I was hoping you would take me to see the floating lights. That’s the thing. I’ve charted stars, and they’re always constant. But these, they appear every year on my birthday, Mother. Only on my birthday. And I can’t help but feel like they’re meant for me. I need to see them, Mother. And not just from my window, in person. I have to know what they are.” — Rapunzel

“I know, but… but… no! Yes? Yes, Mother. I love you more. I’ll be here. Huh. Okay, okay, okay. I’ve got a person in my closet. I’ve got a person in my closet. I’ve got a person in my closet! Too weak to handle myself out there, huh, Mother? Well, tell that to my frying pan. Huh? Hmm. Hmm. Oh! One moment, Mother! Uh… I do, too! I seriously doubt it. Well, Mother, there’s something I want to tell you. I’ve been thinking a lot about what you said earlier. ‘Floating lights,’ and, yes, I’m leading up to that. No, Mother, I’m just saying. You think I’m not strong enough to handle myself out there. But if you just… trust me! I know what I’m… oh, come on!” — Rapunzel

“All I was going to say, Mother, is that… I know what I want for my birthday now. New paint. The paint made from the white shells you once brought me. I just thought it was a better idea than the stars. I know I’m safe as long as I’m here. I love you more. Okay. Huh. Struggling… struggling is pointless. I know why you’re here, and I’m not afraid of you. Who are you? And how did you find me? Who are you, and how did you find me?” — Rapunzel

“Who else knows my location, Flynn Rider? Rapunzel. I’ve hidden it. Somewhere you’ll never find it. Now it’s hidden where you’ll never find it. So, what do you want with my hair? To cut it? Sell it? You… wait. You don’t want my hair? You’re telling the truth? Hmm. I know. I need someone to take me. I think he’s telling the truth, too. He doesn’t have fangs. But what choice do I have? Okay, Flynn Rider, I’m prepared to offer you a deal. Look this way. Do you know what these are? Lanterns? I knew they weren’t stars. Well, tomorrow evening, they will light the night sky with these lanterns. You will act as my guide, take me to these lanterns, and return me home safely. Then, and only then, will I return your satchel to you. That is my deal.” — Rapunzel

“Something brought you here, Flynn Rider. Call it what you will, fate, destiny… so I have made the decision to trust you. But trust me when I tell you this. You can tear this tower apart brick by brick, but without my help, you will never find your precious satchel. I promise. And when I promise something, I never, ever break that promise. Ever. Really? Oops.” — Rapunzel

“♪ Look at the world so close And I’m halfway to it ♪ Look at it all so big Do I even dare ♪ Look at me, there at last I just have to do it ♪ Should I? No Here I go ♪ Just smell the grass, the dirt ♪ Just like I dreamed they’d be ♪ Just feel that summer breeze The way it’s calling me ♪ For, like, the first time ever I’m completely free ♪ I could go running and racing ♪ And dancing and chasing ♪ And leaping and bounding Hair flying, heart pounding ♪ And splashing and reeling and finally feeling ♪ That’s when my life begins ♪. I can’t believe I did this! I can’t believe I did this. I can’t believe I did this! Mother would be so furious. But that’s okay. What she doesn’t know won’t kill her, right?” — Rapunzel

“Oh, my gosh! This would kill her. This is so fun! I am a horrible daughter. I’m going back. I am never going back! I am a despicable human being! Best day ever! What? ‘Break her heart?’ ‘Crush her soul?’ She would be heartbroken. You’re right. What? No. I am seeing those lanterns. I will use this. Is it ruffians? Thugs? Have they come for me? Oh! Sorry. Guess I’m just a little jumpy. Yeah, that would probably be best. Where? Well, I do like ducklings. Ruffians, stop! Hey! Leave him alone! Give me back my guide! Ruffians! Put him down! I don’t know where I am, and I need him to take me to see the lanterns because I’ve been dreaming about them my entire life! Find your humanity! Haven’t any of you ever had a dream?” — Rapunzel

Mother Gothel

“♪ Flower, gleam and glow ♪ Let your power shine ♪ Make the clock reverse ♪ Bring back what once was mine ♪ What once was mine ♪ Flower, gleam and glow ♪ Let your power shine ♪ Make the clock… ♪”

“The outside world is a dangerous place, filled with horrible, selfish people. You must stay here, where you’re safe. Do you understand, flower?”

“Rapunzel! Let down your hair! Rapunzel! I’m not getting any younger down here! Rapunzel, how you manage to do that every single day without fail. It looks absolutely exhausting, darling. Then I don’t know why it takes so long. Oh, darling, I’m just teasing. Rapunzel, look in that mirror. You know what I see? I see a strong, confident, beautiful young lady. Oh, look, you’re here, too. I’m just teasing. Stop taking everything so seriously.”

“Rapunzel, Mother’s feeling a little run-down. Would you sing for me, dear? Then we’ll talk. Rapunzel! No, no, no. Can’t be. I distinctly remember. Your birthday was last year. Rapunzel, please, stop with the mumbling. You know how I feel about the mumbling. Blah-blah-blah-blah. It’s very annoying! I’m just teasing. You’re adorable. I love you so much, darling. What? Oh! You mean the stars? You want to go outside? Why, Rapunzel…”

“♪ Look at you, as fragile as a flower ♪ Still a little sapling, just a sprout ♪ You know why we stay up in this tower ♪ That’s right. ♪ To keep you safe and sound, dear ♪ Guess I always knew this day was coming ♪ Knew that soon you’d want to leave the nest ♪ Soon but not yet ♪ Shh! ♪ Trust me, pet ♪ Mother knows best ♪ Mother knows best Listen to your mother ♪ It’s a scary world out there ♪ Mother knows best ♪ One way or another something will go wrong ♪ I swear ♪ Ruffians, thugs, poison ivy, quicksand ♪ Cannibals and snakes, the plague ♪ Yes. ♪ Also large bugs Men with pointy teeth ♪ And stop! No more, you’ll just upset me ♪ Mother’s right here Mother will protect you ♪ Darling, here’s what I suggest ♪ Skip the drama Stay with Mama ♪ Mother knows best ♪ Mother knows best Take it from your mumsy ♪ On your own, you won’t survive ♪ Sloppy, underdressed Immature, clumsy ♪ Please, they’ll eat you up alive ♪ Gullible, naive Positively grubby ♪ Ditsy and a bit… well, hmm, vague ♪ plus, I believe, getting kind of chubby ♪ I’m just saying ’cause I wuv you ♪ Mother understands Mother’s here to help you ♪ All I have is one request ♪ Rapunzel?”

“Don’t ever ask to leave this tower again. Oh. I love you very much, dear. I love you most. ♪ Don’t forget it ♪ You’ll regret it ♪ Mother knows best ♪. Ta-ta! I’ll see you in a bit, my flower! Rapunzel! Let down your hair! I have a big surprise! Ooh, I bet my surprise is bigger! I brought back parsnips. I’m going to make hazelnut soup for dinner. Your favorite. Surprise! Oh, Rapunzel, you know I hate leaving you after a fight. Especially when I’ve done absolutely nothing wrong. I hope you’re not still talking about the stars. Because I really thought we dropped the issue, sweetheart. Oh, darling, I know you’re not strong enough to handle yourself out there. Rapunzel, we’re done talking about this. Rapunzel. Enough with the lights! You are not leaving this tower! Ever!”

“Great. Now I’m the bad guy. And what is that? That is a very long trip, Rapunzel. Almost three days’ time. You’ll be all right on your own? I’ll be back in three days’ time. I love you very much, dear. I love you most.”

“A palace horse. Where’s your rider? Rapunzel. Rapunzel! Rapunzel! Let down your hair! Rapunzel? Rapunzel? Rapunzel!”

Flynn Rider

“This is the story of how I died. But don’t worry, this is a fun story, and the truth is, it isn’t even mine. This is the story of a girl named Rapunzel. And it starts with the sun. Once upon a time, a single drop of sunlight fell from the heavens. And from this small drop of sun grew a magic golden flower. It had the ability to heal the sick and injured. Oh, you see that old woman over there? You might want to remember her.”

“Centuries passed and a hop, skip and a boat ride away there grew a kingdom. The Kingdom was ruled by a beloved king and queen. And the queen was about to have a baby. But she got sick. Really sick. She was running out of time, and that’s when people start to look for a miracle. Or in this case, a magic golden flower. Ah! I told you she’d be important. Instead of sharing the sun’s gift, this woman, Mother Gothel, hoarded it’s healing power and used it to keep herself young for hundred of years. And all she had to do was sing a special song.”

“You get the gist. She sings to it, she turns young. Creepy, right? The magic of the golden flower healed the queen. A healthy baby girl, a princess was born, with beautiful golden hair. I’ll give you a hint, that’s Rapunzel. To celebrate her birth, the king and queen launched a flying lantern into the sky. And for that one moment, everything was perfect. And then that moment ended. Gothel broke into the castle, stole the child, and just like that, gone!”

“The kingdom searched and searched, but they could not find the princess. For deep within the forest, in a hidden tower, Gothel raised the child as her own. Gothel had found her new magic flower, but this time, she was determined to keep it hidden. But the walls of that tower could not hide everything. Each year, on her birthday, the king and queen released thousands of lanterns into the sky in hope that one day their lost princess would return.”

“Wow! I could get used to a view like this. Hold on. Yep. I’m used to it. Guys, I want a castle. Hay fever? Can’t you picture me in a castle of my own? Because I certainly can. All the things we’ve seen, and it’s only 8:00 in the morning! Gentlemen, this is a very big day!”

“Oh, no. No, no, no, no, no. This is bad. This is very, very bad. This is really bad. They just can’t get my nose right. It’s easy for you to say. You guys look amazing. All right. Okay. Give me a boost and I’ll pull you up. I just… I can’t believe that after all we’ve been through together, you don’t trust me? Ouch. Sorry, my hands are full. Come on, fleabag! Forward! No. No! Stop it! Stop it! Give it to me! Give me that! Ha! Alone at last.”

“Huh? Huh? What… is this hair? Huh? What? I know not who you are, nor how I came to find you. But may I just say… hi. How you doing? The name’s Flynn Rider. How’s your day going? Huh? All right, blondie. Gesundheit. Here’s the deal. I was in a situation, gallivanting through the forest. I came across your tower and… oh! Oh, no. Where is my satchel? It’s in that pot, isn’t it? Huh? Would you stop that?”

“What? No! Listen, the only thing I want to do with your hair is to get out of it, literally. Why on earth would I want your hair? Look, I was being chased, I saw a tower, I climbed it. End of story. Yes! Deal? You mean the lantern thing they do for the princess? Yeah. No can do. Unfortunately, the kingdom and I aren’t exactly simpatico at the moment, so I won’t be taking you anywhere. A horse. A horrible decision, really.”

“Let me get this straight. I take you to see the lanterns, bring you back home, and you’ll give me back my satchel? All right, listen. I didn’t want to have to do this, but you leave me no choice. Here comes the smolder. This is kind of an off day for me. This doesn’t normally happen. Fine! I’ll take you to see the lanterns. You broke my smolder. Are you coming, blondie? You know, I can’t help but notice you seem a little at war with yourself here. I’m only picking up bits and pieces. Overprotective mother, forbidden road trip. This is serious stuff. But let me ease your conscience. This is part of growing up. A little rebellion, a little adventure, that’s good. Healthy, even. I know. You’re way over-thinking this, trust me. Does your mother deserve it? No. Would this break her heart and crush her soul? Of course. But you’ve just got to do it. In half. Like a grape. I am. Aren’t I? Oh, bother. All right. I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I’m letting you out of the deal. That’s right, but don’t thank me. Let’s turn around and get you home. Here’s your pan, here’s your frog. I get back my satchel, you get back your a mother-daughter relationship based on mutual trust, and voila, we part ways as unlikely friends. Oh, come on! What is it going to take for me to get my satchel back? Stay calm. It can probably smell fear.”

“Probably be best if we avoid ruffians and thugs, though. Are you hungry? I know a great place for lunch. Oh, don’t you worry. You’ll know it when you smell it. I know it’s around here somewhere. Ah, there it is! The Snuggly Duckling. Don’t worry. Very quaint place. Perfect for you. Don’t want you scaring and giving up on this whole endeavor now, do we? Yay! Garcon, your finest table, please! You smell that? Take a deep breathe through the nose. Really let that seep in. What are you getting? To me, it’s part man-smell and the other part is really bad man-smell. I don’t know why, but overall it smells like the color brown. Your thoughts? She’s growing it out. Is that blood on your mustache? Goldie, look at all the blood in his mustache! Good sir, that’s a lot of blood! You don’t look so good, blondie. Maybe we should get you home, call it a day. Probably better off. This is a five-star joint. If you can’t handle this place, maybe you should be back in your tower. Now they’re just being mean. We can work this out! Gentlemen, please! Not the nose! Not the nose!”

“I’m sorry, me? No, no, no. Sorry, boys. I don’t sing.”

The Stabbington Brothers

“Rider, come on! We do this job, you can buy your own castle. Who cares? Give us the satchel first. Now help us up, pretty boy! What? Rider!”

The Snuggly Duckling

“That’s a lot of hair. Is this you? It’s him, all right. Greno, go find some guards. That reward is going to buy me a new hook. I could use the money. What about me? I’m broke! Get back! Mine!”

“I had a dream once. ♪ I’m malicious, mean and scary ♪ My sneer could curdle dairy ♪ And violence-wise my hands are not the cleanest ♪ But despite my evil look And my temper and my hook ♪ I’ve always yearned to be a concert pianist ♪ Can’t you see me on the stage performing Mozart ♪ Tickling the ivories till they gleam ♪ Yep, I’d rather be called deadly ♪ For my killer show tune medley ♪ Thank you. ♪ ‘Cause way dwn deep inside I’ve got a dream ♪ He’s got a dream He’s got a dream ♪ See, I ain’t as cruel and vicious as a seem ♪ Though I do like breaking femurs ♪ You can count me with the dreamers ♪ Like everybody else I’ve got a dream ♪”

“♪ I’ve got scars and lumps and bruises ♪ Plus something here that oozes ♪ And let’s not even mention my complexion ♪ But despite my extra toes And my goiter and my nose ♪ I really want to make a love connection ♪ Can’t you see me with a special little lady? ♪ Rowing in a rowboat down the stream ♪ Though I’m one disgusting blighter I’m a lover not a fighter ♪ ‘Cause way down deep inside I’ve got a dream ♪ I’ve got a dream ♪ He’s got a dream ♪ I’ve got a dream ♪ He’s got a dream ♪ And I know one day romance will reign supreme ♪ Though my face leaves people screaming ♪ There’s a child behind it dreaming ♪ Like everybody else, I’ve got a dream ♪ Thor would like to quit and be a florist ♪ Gunther does interior design ♪ Ulf is into mime ♪ Atilla’s cupcakes are sublime ♪ Bruiser knits, Killer sews Fang does little puppet shows ♪ And Vladimir collects ceramic unicorns ♪”

“What about you? What’s your dream?”