Rapunzel and Flynn's Best Moments | Disney Princess

(jaunty music) - All right, listen, I didn't wanna have to do this,

but you leave me no choice.

Here comes the smolder. (saucy music) This is kind of an off day for

me.

This doesn't normally happen.

Fine, I'll take you to see the lanterns. - Really?

(crashes) Oops. - You broke my smolder. - Woo hoo!

Best day ever!

(sniffles) (clears throat) - You know,

I can't help but notice you seem a little at war with yourself here.

- What? - Now I'm only picking up bits

and pieces,

of course.

Over-protective mother, forbidden road trip, I mean 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. - You think? - I know.

You're way overthinking 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. - Break her heart? - In half.

- Crush her soul? - Like a grape. - She would be heartbroken,

you're right. - 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. - What? - That's right.

But don't thank me, let's just turn around and get you home.

Here's your pan, here's your frog.

I get back my satchel,

you get back a mother-daughter relationship based on mutual trust, and viola,

we part ways as unlikely friends. - No!

I am seeing those lanterns. - Oh come on!

What is it gonna take to get my satchel back? - I will use

this. - Well,

I've gotta say, I didn't know you had that in you back there.

That was pretty impressive. - I know!

I know. - I know not who you are,

nor how I came to find you, but may I just say, hi.

How ya doing?

The name's Flynn Rider.

How's your day going, huh? - Who else knows my location?

Flynn Rider. - All right, Blondie. - Rapunzel. - Gesundheit. - Flynn. (grunts) (dramatic music) Flynn,

look out! - Whoa, whoa!

You should see your faces because you look...

Ridiculous. (jaunty music) (crowd cheering) (gasps) (coughs) - We made it. - Her hair

glows. - We're alive.

I'm alive! - I didn't see

that coming. - Eugene. - The hair actually glows. - Eugene. - Why does

her hair glow? - Eugene! - What? - It doesn't just glow. - Why

is he smiling at me?

(calm music) Uh. (gasps) - Please don't freak out. (squeaks) - I'm not freaking out,

are you freaking out?

No, I'm just very interested in your hair

and the magical qualities

that it possesses.

How long has it been doing that exactly? - Uh,

forever I guess. - You okay? - I'm terrified. - Why? - I've been

looking out a window for 18 years.

Dreaming about what it might feel like when those lights rise in the sky.

What if it's not everything I dreamed it would be? - It will be.

- And what if it is?

What do I do then? - Well that's the good part I guess,

you get to go find a new dream. - Hm. - I know what

the big question is.

Did Rapunzel and I ever get married?

Well I'm pleased to tell you, that after years and years of asking,

and asking, and asking, I finally said yes. - Eugene. - All right,

I asked her. - And we're living happily ever after. - Yes we are. (upbeat music)