This is the story of how I died. But, don't worry, this is actually 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. Now, 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.
Tangled (2010) · 62 quotes
Most-quoted character in Tangled (2010): in 40 of its 62 quotes
Most scenes with: Rapunzel (15), Hook Hand Thug (3), Captain (3)
Can't you see me in a castle of my own because I certainly can. All the things we've seen and it's only eight in the morning! Gentlemen, this is a very big day!
More lines from Flynn Rider/Eugene Fitzherbert
18 quotesGothel broke into the castle, stole the child, and just like that, gone!
Oh, no! No! No! No! No, no! No! No! Oh, no! No, no, no, no, no, no! No! No, no, no, no, no, no, no! This is bad! This is very, very bad! This is really bad! [pause] They just can't get my nose right!
Enjoy prison! I'll miss the sound of your laughter!
Stay calm. It can probably smell fear.
You smell that? Take a deep breath through the nose. [inhales] Really let that seep in. What are you getting? Because to me, that's part man-smell, and the other part is really bad man-smell! I don't know why, but overall it just smells like the color brown. Your thoughts?
Ugh! Now they're just being mean.
Oh, no, no. Sorry, boys. [Quietly] I don't sing. [Bunch of swords pointed at him, and he starts singing and dancing]
Well, I hope you're here to apologize.
Oh, mama, I've got to get me one of these!
YOU SHOULD KNOW THAT THIS IS THE STRANGEST THING I'VE EVER DONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [Max flicks the frying-pan from Flynn's hands] ...How about two out of three?!
HA! You should see your faces! Because you look... [Crashes into a beam; Strained] ...ridiculous!
So, you're being strangely cryptic as you wrap your magic hair around my injured hand...
Frying pans! Who knew, right?!
Max, you brought them here? [Maximus nods] Thank you. [Maximus whinnies] No, really, thank you. I feel maybe this whole time we've just been misunderstanding one another, and we're really just-- [Maximus has annoyed look] Yeah, you're right. We should go.
Max?! Max! MAX!!!! [Max jumps off the wall] AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rapunzel?! Rapunzel, let down your hair!
Well... you can image what happened next, the kingdom rejoiced for their lost princess had returned. The party lasted an entire week, and honestly, I don't remember most of it.
Scenes with Flynn Rider/Eugene Fitzherbert
21 scenesAlright, okay, give me boost, and I'll pull you up.
Give us the satchel first.
What?! I just-- I can't believe that after all we've been through together, you don't trust me?
Ouch.
Now, help us up, pretty boy.
Sorry. [Reveals the satchel] My hands are full. [Takes off]
What?! [Sees that he no longer has the satchel] RIDER?!?!?!?!
A tree side in a horse?!
Got that?!
Is this... hair?
Huh?
I know why you're here and I'm not afraid of you.
What?
Uh-huh...
I know not who you are, nor how I came to find you, but may I just say... [changes his demeanour] Hi. How ya doin'? The name's Flynn Rider. How's your day goin'? Huh?
Alright, Blondie.
Rapunzel!
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?
AH! [Pascal jumps off him] Would you STOP THAT?!
Now it's hidden where you'll never find it. So, what do you want with my hair? To cut it?
What?
Sell it?
NO! Listen, the only thing I want to do with your hair is to get out of it, lit-er-al-ly!
Eat-- Wait, you don't want my hair?
Why on Earth would I want your hair? Look, I was being chased, I saw a tower, I climbed it. End of story.
You're telling the truth?
Yes!
Something brought you here, Flynn Rider. Call it what you will: Fate... Destiny...
A horse.
So I have made the decision to trust you.
A horrible decision, really.
But trust me when I tell you this: [pulls Flynn close to her face with a glare] you can tear this tower apart brick by brick, but without my help, you will never find your precious satchel.
Let me just get this straight. I take you to see the lanterns, bring you back home, and you'll give me back my satchel?
I promise.
And when I promise something, I never ever break that promise.
Alright, listen. I didn't want to have to do this, but you leave me no choice. Here comes the smoulder.
This is kind of an off-day for me. This doesn't normally happen. [gives in] Fine! I'll take you to see the lanterns.
Really?! [She jumps in excitement, letting go of the chair Flynn is sitting on. Flynn falls on his face.] Oops.
You broke my smoulder.
I can't believe I did this! [fearfully] I can't believe I did this. [squealing with joy] I CAN'T BELIEVE I DID THIS!!!!!! [giggles, then puts her hands on her throat] Mother would be so furious. [later, looking at a flower, optimistic] Well, that's okay. I mean, what she doesn't know won't kill her, right? [later, in a cave rocking back and forth, fearful with her heart beating in her chest] Oh, my gosh! This would kill her. [later, running through a pile of leaves and making them rain down on the irritated Flynn. Joyous] THIS IS SOOO FUUUUUN!!!!!! [later, standing in a tree with her head against the trunk and her arms hanging limp, depressed] I am a horrible daughter. I'm going back. [later, doing cartwheels and rolling down a hill, ecstatic] I AM NEVER GOING BACK!!! Woo-hoo! [later, laying next to Flynn in a patch of flowers with her face in the ground, ashamed] I am a despicable human being! [later, using her hair as a vine and swinging around a tree with an annoyed Flynn standing there staring into space, joyous] WOO-HOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! BEST!!!!!!! DAY!!!!!!!! EVER!!!!!!!!!!
You know, I can't help but notice you seem a little at war with yourself here.
Now, I'm only picking up bits and pieces, of course; overprotective mother, forbidden road trip. I mean, this is serious stuff! But let me ease your conscience. This is just a part of growing up. A little adventure, a little rebellion... that's good. Healthy, even.
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 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. Alright, 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 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 voila! We part ways as unlikely friends.
No! I am seeing those lanterns.
OH, COME ON! What is it gonna take for me to get my satchel back?
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?
Well... I do like ducklings!
YAY!!!!!!!!!!
That's a lot of hair.
She's growing it out. Is that blood on your moustache? [to Rapunzel] Goldie, look at this. Look at all the blood on his moustache! Good sir, that's a lot of blood!
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'tcha see me on the stage performin' Mozart? Tickling the ivories 'til they gleam? Yes, I'd rather be called deadly, for my killer show-tune medley. Thank you! 'Cause way down 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 I 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, rowin' 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
Tor would like to quit and be a florist. Gunther does interior design. Ulf is into mime. Attila's cupcakes are sublime. Bruiser knits, Killer sews, Fang does little puppet shows!
And Vladimir collects ceramic unicorns! [to Flynn] What about you?
I'm sorry, me?
What's your dream?
No, no, no. Sorry, boys, I don't sing. [The thugs point their weapons at Flynn; singing] I have dreams, like you-- no, really! Just much less touchy-feely, they mainly happen somewhere warm and sunny. On an island that I own, tanned and rested and alone, surrounded by enormous piles of money!
She's got a dream!
I've got a dream!
She's got a dream!
I just want to see the floating lanterns gleam!
Yeah!
And with every passing hour, I'm so glad I left my tower, Like all you lovely folks, I've got a dream!
She's got a dream! He's got a dream! They've got a dream! We've got a dream! So our differences ain't really that extreme! We're one big team...! Call us brutal, Sick
Sadistic
And grotesquely optimistic!
But way down deep inside, We've got a dream!
I've got a dream!
I've got a dream!
I've got a dream! I've got a dream! I've got a dream!
I've got a dream!
Yes, way down deep inside, I've got a dream! Yeah!
I will.
Your dream stinks. I was talking to her.
Thanks for everything.
[She kisses him on the cheek, causing him to smile, before she and Flynn escape]
So, Flynn. Where are you from?
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Sorry, Blondie. I don't do back-story, however, I am becoming very interested in yours. I know I'm not supposed to ask about the hair.
Nope.
Or the mother.
Uh-uh.
Frankly, I'm too scared to ask about the frog.
Chameleon.
Nuance. Here's my question, though. If you wanted to see the lanterns so badly, why haven't you gone before?
RIDEEEER!!!!!!!!!!
Run! RUN!!!!!!!!!!
They don't like me.
They don't like me either.
Let's just assume for the moment that everyone in here doesn't like me!
It's no use! I can't see anything! [Rapunzel takes a deep breath and dives underwater. Flynn dives after her and pulls her back to the surface] Hey! There's no point! It's pitch black down there.
This is all my fault. She was right, I never should have done this. [sniffs] I'm so... I'm so sorry, Flynn. [sobs]
Eugene.
My real name is Eugene Fitzherbert. Someone might as well know.
What?
Her hair glows...
We're alive. We're alive!
I didn't see that coming! Her hair actually glows!
Eugene...
Why does her hair glow?!
EUGENE!
WHAT?!
It doesn't just... glow.
Why is he smiling at me?
Please don't freak out!
I'm not freaking out-- are you freaking out? No, I'm just very, very interested in your hair and the magical qualities that it possesses. How long has it been doing that exactly?
Uh... forever, I guess? Mother says when I was a baby, people tried to cut it. They wanted to take it for themselves. [shows Eugene her only brown lock] But once it's cut it turns brown and loses its power. A gift like that, it has to be protected. That's why Mother never let me... [sighs] That's why I never left and...
You never left that tower. And you're still gonna go back?
No! Yes. [covers her face] It's complicated. [Pascal gently holds her foot. She notices Eugene watching her and calms down] So, "Eugene Fitzherbert", huh?
Ahh.. yeah, well. I'll spare you the sob story of poor orphan Eugene Fitzherbert. It's a little bit of a... it's a little bit of a downer.
There was this book. A book I used to read every night to all the younger kids. The Tales of Flynnigan Rider! Swashbuckling rogue, richest man alive, not bad with the ladies either. Not that he'd ever brag, of course.
Hmm. Was he a thief, too?
Uh... well, no. Actually, he had enough money to do anything he wanted to do; he could go anywhere that he wanted to go. And-- and for a kid, with nothing, I don't know. It just seemed like the better option. You can't tell anyone about this, okay? It could ruin my whole reputation.
Ah! We wouldn't want that.
Well, a fake reputation is all a man has.
Well, I should, um... I-- I should-- I should get some more firewood.
Hey. [Eugene looks back] For the record, I like "Eugene Fitzherbert" much better than "Flynn Rider".
Well, then you'd be the first. But thank you.
Well...
Hello, dear.
But I-I-I-I-I don't, uh... How did you find me?
Oh, it was easy, really. I just listened to the sound of complete and utter betrayal and followed that.
Y-You don't understand! I've been on this incredible journey, and I've seen and learned so much... I even met someone!
Yes, the wanted thief. I'm so proud. Come on, Rapunzel!
You okay?
Why?
I've been looking out a window for eighteen years, dreaming about what it might feel like when those lights rise in the sky. What if it's not everything that 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.
[Rapunzel smiles, feeling reassured]
I have something for you too. [holding up Eugene's satchel] I should have given it to you before, but I was just scared. And the thing is, I'm not scared anymore. You know what I mean?
I'm starting to.
Let's get this over with, Rider.
Where are we going?
Oh.
How did you know about her?! Tell me! NOW!!!!
It wasn't us! It was the old lady!
Old lady?! Ahh! Wait! [the guards come and drag him away] No, wait! You don't understand! She's in trouble! WAIT!!!!
What's this?! Open up!
What's the password?!
What?!
Nope!
OPEN THIS DOOR!!!!
Not even close!
You have three seconds! One...
Frying pans! Who knew, right?!
Head down.
Head down.
Arms in.
Arms in.
Knees apart.
Knees apart-- [flabbergasted] Knees apart?! Wh-Why do I need to keep my knees apart?!
[Vladimir jumps down from a balcony to where Eugene is standing on a wheelbarrel sending him flying.]
Oh, I'm so sorry. [Places her hair on the wound] Everything's gonna be okay, though.
No, Rapunzel.
I promise. You have to trust me.
No.
Come on, just... breathe.
I can't let you do this.
But if you do this-
Shh, shh, shh.
-then you will die.
Hey, it's going to be all right.
Rapunzel. [Rapunzel looks at him] Wait.
Eugene, what have you done?!
NO!!! [Grabs the hair as it turns brown] Oh, no. No. [Her skin begins to wrinkle] What have you done? [Her hair turns white] WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!?!?!?! NO!!! [She desperately goes to the broken mirror, and sees her old, haggard face; She shrieks, and covers her eyes with her cloak] Oh, no. No. NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!!! [Pascal makes her trip in Rapunzel's cut hair before she falls off the tower window and screams] AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! Eugene! [Eugene weakly coughs] No! No! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! Look at me! Look at me, I'm right here! Don't go! Stay with me, Eugene! [picks up his hand and places it on her head; singing] Flower gleam and glow...
Rapunzel.
Let your power shine...
Hey...
Make the clock reverse, Bring back what once was mine...
Rapunzel!
You were my new dream.
Heal what has been hurt... Change the fate's design... Save what has been lost... Bring back what one was mine... [whispers] What once was mine.
Rapunzel?
Did I ever tell you I've got a thing for brunettes?
But I know what the big question is: Did Rapunzel and I ever get married? Well, I am pleased to tell you that after years and years of asking and asking and asking, I finally said "yes".
Alright, I asked her.
Yes, we are.
