Rapunzel: 7 a.m. The usual morning line-up. Start on the chores and sweep 'til 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.
Rapunzel: Something brought you here, Flynn Rider. Call it what you will... Fate... Destiny...
Flynn Rider: A horse?
Rapunzel: Who's that?
Flynn Rider: They don't like me.
Rapunzel: Who's that?
Flynn Rider: They don't like me either.
Rapunzel: And who's *that*?
Flynn Rider: Let's just assume for the moment that everyone in here doesn't like me!
Rapunzel: So mother, earlier I was saying tomorrow is a really big day, and you didn't really respond, so I'm just gonna tell you: IT'S MY BIRTHDAY! Tada!
Mother Gothel: No no no, can't be. I distinctly remember, your birthday was last year.
Rapunzel: That's the funny thing about birthdays, they're kind of an annual thing.
Rapunzel: I have made the decision to trust you.
Flynn Rider: A horrible decision really.
Rapunzel: I can't believe I did this. I can't believe I did this! Mother would be so furious. That's okay though, what she doesn't know won't kill her? 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!
