WITCH:

(Far off mike) Lettuce and onions and radishes red,
Grow in the ground for winter is dead!
(Marion's line starts here -- under)
Lettuce grow tender and crisp and big
While I till the soil and I dig, dig, dig.
(Witch continues chant)

MARION:

What is that noise, John? It sounds so weird.

JOHN:

I hear nothing, Marion. What do you mean?

MARION:

Listen. It comes from the garden. Open the window and see.

SOUND:

(Window opens)

WITCH:

(Chanting) Lettuce and onions and radishes red,
Grow in the ground for winter is dead.

SOUND:

Witch should arrive at following line as window opens. Nearer mike but not full on.

WITCH:

Lettuce grow tender and crisp and big
While I till the soil and I dig, dig, dig.
(Laughs)

JOHN:

It's the old witch. She's out digging in her garden again.

MARION:

Oh, I thought I recognised that strange weird sound! Let me look at her, John.

JOHN:

Don't let her see you, Marion. She's a frightful person! She might put some kind of a curse on us! Please be careful. Hide behind that curtain, please.

MARION:

I will. Oh, John, she looks terrible. But look at that lovely lettuce in her garden. I've watched it ever since the first sign of it appeared above the ground. Oh, how good it looks, doesn't it? And I long for some of it. Oh, John, I've never wanted anything so much in my life as some of that lettuce. Call to her and ask her if we can buy some of it -- that can't do any harm. She might be very glad to sell some of it. Please, John!

JOHN:

Oh, very well, if you insist. I'll try. (Calls) Oh good morning, Madam!

WITCH:

(Slightly nearer mike) Eh? Who calls me?

JOHN:

I do. I'm up here at the window overlooking your garden.

WITCH:

Oh there you are! Well, well, well. What do you want?

JOHN:

Would you sell us some of that lovely looking lettuce? We'd be very grateful! Please say yes!

MARION:

Oh, please, good lady, we will pay whatever you ask for it. And we'll return your kindness, too. Will you?

WITCH:

Sell this lettuce? Indeed I won't.

MARION:

Oh! I wish you would! You've no idea how badly I want some of it.

JOHN:

And you have so much, neighbor. I'll be happy to pay you and pay you well.

WITCH:

You haven't enough money to to buy this! It's priceless. (Laughs) You have courage to ask that of me. Do you know who I am?

JOHN:

Why -- er -- only that you own the house next to ours -- and we have admired your garden very much.

WITCH:

Don't you know that I am a witch? That I enchant people?

MARION:

Why, we heard it, but we didn't believe it.

WITCH:

Well, it's true, my friend. And from this lettuce I make my magic potions. Of course you can't buy it. Now go about your business and don't bother me again if you know what's good for you.
(Chants)
Lettuce and onions and radishes red,
Grow in the ground for winter is dead.

JOHN:

But madam! Forgive me if--

WITCH:

Silence! Don't address me again! (Farther off mike to give impression she has turned her back) (Chants) Lettuce grow tender and crisp and big--

MARION:

(In tears) (Speaking thro the chant) Oh, the horrid old thing! Shut the window! I can't bear that idiotic chant.

(Window shuts . . . chant stops)

JOHN:

Now calm yourself, Marion. You'll be ill! Please stop crying!

MARION:

(Crying harder) You don't care if I die!

JOHN:

Of course I care. But what can I do?

MARION:

Get me some of that lettuce! I can't help it. I want it so.

JOHN:

Very well. Tonight when it is quite dark -- you shall have the lettuce. We won't even light the lamps so she'll think we aren't at home!

MARION:

Oh, John -- I know I shouldn't ask you to do this. I know I'm being unreasonable -- but I feel I shall be well and happy once more if I can only have a little taste of it.

JOHN:

All right, Marion -- if it's within my power, I'll get it for you tonight.

(Music cue 2)

 

WITCH:

Aha! I've caught you!

JOHN:

Oh! Let go of me! Please -- please let me go!

WITCH:

Trying to steal my lettuce, were you! After I told you, you couldn't have it! I have quite a score to settle with you!

JOHN:

Have pity on me, witch!

WITCH:

Why should I? No! I'll teach you to steal. I'll put a curse on you.

JOHN:

Oh, no, don't do that! I didn't want to steal! I tried to buy it first! I wanted to be honest but you wouldn't let me be. And my little wife, who has been terribly ill, says she will die unless she has some of this lettuce. Please try to understand and forgive me.

WITCH:

Well -- you were honest with me. All right, I'll make a bargain with you.

JOHN:

What is it?

WITCH:

You may have all the lettuce you want if -- if you will promise that should you ever have a daughter you will give her to me for my own!

JOHN:

Oh, no! I couldn't do that. I couldn't make that promise.

WITCH:

Very well, then. That was your only chance -- you refused it. Now, I shall put a curse on you and your wife. Prepare! From henceforth you shall both be--

JOHN:

No! I promise! I swear, our first daughter will be yours. Don't enchant us! Don't hurt my little wife -- please!

WITCH:

That's better. Very well, I have your word, and I'll hold you to it. Your first daughter belongs to me! Now take the lettuce and go back to your wife and tell her the good news.

(Music cue 3) (Rockabye Baby) (Baby cries)

 

MARION:

Oh, my sweet, sweet baby! Look, John! Look how she wrinkles up her funny little nose!

(Baby cries)

 

JOHN:

Of course, your mother shouldn't make fun of your nose. I don't blame you, daughter dear.

MARION:

What shall we call her, John? Something that goes with her beautiful golden hair! Look, dear! How tiny she is and even now her hair touches the ground!

JOHN:

Something that will be as beautiful as she is -- what shall it be?

WITCH:

(Door opens and bangs shut) I'll settle that. You didn't expect to see your daughter so soon -- did you?

JOHN:

What are you doing here, witch?

WITCH:

You promised your first daughter to me. I've come for her -- that's what I'm doing here. Now hand her over!

MARION:

Oh, no, witch! Don't take my baby!

WITCH:

Silence! A bargain's a bargain. You got the lettuce you wanted -- I was to have your daughter. She's mine! I know what I shall call her. Rapunzel. That means "little salad!" For that's how I got her; if you hadn't wanted the salad, I shouldn't have had her.

MARION:

You shan't have her! You shan't!

JOHN:

You can't take our baby! I won't let you!

WITCH:

No? All right, you've brought this on yourself. Mother of Witches! Attend me! (Roll of thunder) Turn these people into stone until I have taken the child that belongs to me away!

(Marion and John cry out) (Cries are wiped out by crash of thunder) (Witch laughs . . . Baby cries) (Music cue 4) (Two guitars)

WITCH:

Rapunzel! Rapunzel! Where were you, my little salad?

RAPUNZEL:

I was out in the garden, godmother.

WITCH:

What were you doing out there? Did you disobey me and speak to any one?

RAPUNZEL:

Well -- I didn't mean to -- but a man and a woman looked out of a window and they spoke to me so kindly -- I just couldn't help but answer them.

WITCH:

So? What was the name of the woman, Rapunzel?

RAPUNZEL:

Why -- the man called her "Marion."

WITCH:

And his name was John -- wasn't it?

RAPUNZEL:

Yes, godmother. How did you know?

WITCH:

I know a lot. Very well. We'll fix that. Listen to me, little salad. Tomorrow you pack your basket, comb out your hair, and braid it tightly and be ready to go with me.

RAPUNZEL:

Oh, godmother, you know I can't manage my hair by myself. I can't reach to the end to braid it and my arms grow so tired.

WITCH:

I'll help you. And braid it you will. I don't intend to have it trailing over the meadow. And have everything you want packed in your basket, for you'll be gone a long time.

RAPUNZEL:

Where are we going?

WITCH:

You're going to a place where strange people won't bother you. Where you'll never see a soul but me. I'll teach them to come snooping around again.

RAPUNZEL:

I've never seen you so angry! You frighten me. Where do I go?

WITCH:

To a high tower I have built where there will be no stairs for busy bodies to climb -- and no prying eyes to interfere.

RAPUNZEL:

But how can I go up and down from the tower without stairs?

WITCH:

You can't! That's the reason I'm taking you there, you will stay there until I see fit to bring you back. Until then you will see only me. (Laughs)

RAPUNZEL:

But why, godmother? Why do you punish me as if I'd done something terrible?

WITCH:

Well, you might as well be told now. I'm going to turn you into a powerful witch. You haven't long golden hair for nothing. Now listen to me. You'll climb up first on a rope ladder, which I'll take away once you're up there. After that, when I come to see you, I shall stand below the window! When I call, you will let down your long braids and I shall climb by them. (Laughs) I've planned a long time for this day.

RAPUNZEL:

Oh how awful! Why do you do this to me? Why should you want me to be a lonely unloved witch?

WITCH:

Because I know what is best for you. Now pack your basket and start braiding your golden hair.

RAPUNZEL:

(Starts to cry)

WITCH:

Another sound out of you and I shall beat you until you can't stand. Do you hear me? Well then -- get ready for the tower.

(Music cue 5) (Estrellita)

 

WITCH:

(Off mike) Rapunzel! Rapunzel! Let down your hair that I may climb without a stair.

(Echo chamber here. Keep the mike with Rapunzel.)

RAPUNZEL:

(Off mike) All right, godmother! Here you are!

SOUND:

Very slight indication of witch's feet scraping against tower.

WITCH:

(Climbing) Stand still, you idiot! You make my ladder worse than it is. How can I get a footing with you weaving back and forth like that? Steady there!

SOUND:

Increase scraping effect, pulling echo down.

RAPUNZEL:

Oh! Please be careful! Can't you brace your foot against the wall?

WITCH:

I'll climb up as I see fit!

RAPUNZEL:

Ow! Ow! Please be careful! It pulls me so -- I'll never get used to it -- never!

WITCH:

Oh yes you will! One more step -- stand still! Give me your hand! Help me over the sill! (Feet land) There!

(Kill echo)

RAPUNZEL:

Oh it's been so lonesome! I'm glad to see you. Even if you do pull my hair so.

WITCH:

Better rebraid it right away and not so tightly. It's easier to find a foot-hold when it's looser.

RAPUNZEL:

Oh godmother, I am so miserably lonely! Let me come back into the world where there are human beings -- please!

WITCH:

Nonsense. Here is your food for the month. I have work to do so I'll start back. Let your hair down so that I may climb down.

RAPUNZEL:

Oh please, please let me come back home!

WITCH:

(Fading out) Be quiet. I know what's best for you! Help me over the sill. (Echo) Goodbye, little salad! Careful now -- don't sway back and forth -- it's enough to make a body seasick. (Fading) Better measure your food carefully. You might be hungry before I come back. Goodbye.

RAPUNZEL:

Oh, how lonely I am. (Bird record sneaks in) Hello, little birds -- are you sorry for me? At least you are free -- you aren't locked in a cage as I am. Oh well, if I'm to live like the birds, perhaps I can sing like them and find comfort in my song.

(Kill echo)

(Suggest Elegy of Massenet) (Song continues softly in background. Horses' hooves sneak in during song.)

 

SOUND:

Mike is now panned to voices of two men.

PRINCE:

Whoa, Beauty! Listen, Edward. (Hooves stop) Do you hear that lovely voice?

EDWARD:

I do, your Highness. But I see no one! Where does it come from?

PRINCE:

By all the gods, I intend to find out. A voice like that must belong to a very beautiful girl. Listen.

(Song swells and down to background.)

PRINCE:

By Jove, what a voice! I must find it, Edward!

EDWARD:

Look, your Highness! There's a tower that reaches far above the trees. No -- there!

PRINCE:

Why, so there is. Strange we've never seen that before.

EDWARD:

We haven't ridden this way for over a year, Sire. (Song up) Listen! The voice comes from the tower.

PRINCE:

You're right, it does, and how sweet it is. How clearly it rises over the air! Edward, I must know the possessor of such a voice!

WITCH:

(Off mike) Drat these bramble bushes -- claw a body to pieces -- (Weeds crackle) Drat it, let me go!

EDWARD:

Sh! There's someone coming. Creep in these bushes, your Highness. Let's see what happens. Perhaps we will find out something important for us to know.

WITCH:

(Bushes crackling) Drat these bushes! They will tear a person to pieces with their thorns and stickers! Rapunzel, Rapunzel (Song stops abruptly), let down your hair that I may climb without a stair.

RAPUNZEL:

(Away from mike) (Echo) Why, godmother, what are you doing here? Did you forget something? Are you coming back up?

WITCH:

Certainly I am. Let down your hair and stand still, idiot. This ladder is bad enough to climb without you weaving around. Yes -- I forgot to tell you to stop that singing.

SOUND:

Slight scraping of witch's feet.

WITCH:

Hold still! Your voice echoes all through the forest. No one is to know where you are!

SOUND:

Clump of feet as she lands.

WITCH:

(At mike) There! (Kill echo) Whew! That's a climb! Now do you understand what I've said? Stop that singing!

RAPUNZEL:

Oh godmother, I shall die if I can't sing. I would want to -- there's nothing else to live for! Did you climb back up here just to break my heart completely? I must sing!

WITCH:

Obey me! And since I've come back, I may as well tell you the news now instead of waiting as I'd planned. I've decided that on your eighteenth birthday, I shall make you a full-fledged witch. Until then, you are to see no one -- you understand?

RAPUNZEL:

My eighteenth birthday? Why, that's two more years. I couldn't bear to live here that much longer alone! I warn you -- I'll jump out of the window before I'll stay here -- I will -- believe me!

WITCH:

Oh, no, you won't. You'll live and learn to work enchantments, and mix magic potions. Then everybody will fear you as they do me. (Laughs) And you'll grow old and ugly like me. Then I won't care who sees you -- for nobody will want to. Now let down your hair. I must get back to my hut and dig in the garden.

RAPUNZEL:

(Echo chamber) Oh, you are so cruel! Why did you adopt me? You don't love me! You know you don't! Why do you keep me here a prisoner? Why don't you kill me and be done with it?

WITCH:

(Off mike) (Echo) I enjoy thinking what an excellent magic worker you'll be. Goodbye, little salad! Stand still now! -- and -- remember! If I hear you singing I shall come back and beat you.

RAPUNZEL:

If you do I won't let down my hair for you to climb on -- even if I starve! And I shall sing too -- you wicked, wicked woman! I won't stop.

Song starts:

Suggest Solveig's song from Grieg's "Peer Gynt Suite." As witch speaks song fades down to give sense of distance and continues softly.

WITCH:

(Off mike) I'll fix you for disobedience, little salad -- wait and see! (Laughs) (Fades) You'll pay for this -- wait and see!

SOUND:

"Pan" mike back to dialogue of two men.

EDWARD:

The old woman has gone, your Highness.

PRINCE:

I can hardly believe my ears and eyes. Did you see that lovely face as that girl leaned out of the window? And those unbelievably long braids of golden hair! She is exquisite! And that old hag keeps her shut up like a rat in a trap!

(Song fades and dies)

EDWARD:

We have stumbled on the strangest thing I've ever heard of, your Highness.

PRINCE:

Do you know what I intend to do, Edward?

EDWARD:

(Laughs) Knowing you as I do, I can guess, your Highness, and certainly it would seem this girl needs help and quickly too.

PRINCE:

You're quite right. Tonight when it is dark, I shall return, I shall call as the witch did, and then we shall see what happens.

EDWARD:

I shall be eager to see just what is behind this mystery.

PRINCE:

So am I, Edward. Tonight you shall be the lookout and warn me if the old hag returns. I don't want harm to come to the girl. Come. We will return at dusk!

(Music . . . Segue to Song) Solveig Song. Music fades down. Rapunzel picks up vocal as orchestra fades smoothly out.

EDWARD:

Ready, your Highness? Make your voice light!

PRINCE:

(Imitating Witch) Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair, that I may climb without a stair.

(Song stops abruptly)

RAPUNZEL:

(On echo) Why, godmother! What are you doing here? You've never come to me before after dark. And your voice! What happened to it?

PRINCE:

The night air makes me hoarse. Let down your hair, instantly.

RAPUNZEL:

Oh! Oh, it pulls, it seems you're heavier than you've ever been! Oh! Please try to be careful! (Kill echo) (Feet land) I'm glad you're up! Oh! Who are you?

PRINCE:

Please, little lady, don't be frightened.

RAPUNZEL:

Oh, but I am! How did you know -- I mean -- who are you? Oh, go quickly, please! The witch will beat me. Go away.

PRINCE:

Please, beautiful lady. Don't be frightened. I wouldn't harm you for all the wealth in the kingdom. Please believe me and let me talk quietly with you, won't you?

RAPUNZEL:

(Pause) I can't be frightened when I hear the gentleness of your voice. But how did you know I was here?

PRINCE:

I heard you singing and the beauty of your voice alone was enough to intrigue me. Oh, little lady, what are you doing shut up like this? Who are you and what is your name? Please trust me -- and tell me about yourself.

RAPUNZEL:

I -- I do trust you. My name is Rapunzel. My godmother is a witch and -- oh sir -- the most dreadful thing of all, she intends to make me one, too.

PRINCE:

How unspeakably awful! It mustn't be! You must not stay here any longer. You're too lovely! It's not fair. You have a right to a happy life of your own.

RAPUNZEL:

You are kind; but you don't know the power of my godmother. She would kill me before she'd let me go. I know! Oh! (Laughs a little) Who are you? I don't think we've ever been properly introduced.

PRINCE:

Mademoiselle, permit me. I am Prince Terrence!

RAPUNZEL:

Oh! A Prince! did you say? A real Prince?

PRINCE:

To the rest of the world perhaps, but to you, lovely one, just an ordinary person who kneels at your feet and kisses your hand -- in tribute to your perfect beauty -- I want to be your friend and help you.

RAPUNZEL:

It's no use. The witch would find out and she would do terrible things to both of us.

PRINCE:

To be able to be of assistance to you, Rapunzel, I would face a dozen like her.

RAPUNZEL:

Thank you, your Highness, you are very kind and I feel brave and strong when I talk with you. Oh! I'm glad you found me. I have been so very lonely. Dare you come to see me sometimes? Please say you will, for I feel that you understand and will be kind to me. And I need a friend, indeed I do.

PRINCE:

Oh my love! If you will permit me -- I shouldn't speak so soon, and yet, one knows somehow, when the right one comes along.

RAPUNZEL:

What do you mean, Prince Terrence?

PRINCE:

That I adore you, Rapunzel. I want you to be my wife. Will you?

RAPUNZEL:

I don't know how or why I should listen, but -- I -- you see I've had no schooling in the ways of making love. I can only be myself, and being honest, I know I could be happy with you all the rest of my life!

PRINCE:

You darling! You beautiful golden haired little lady! You honor me with your trust! I shall be worthy of it.

RAPUNZEL:

Oh! But, my godmother! How can we get away from her! She'll kill us both or enchant us if she finds out! I can't have harm come to you. What shall I do?

PRINCE:

Leave that to me, Rapunzel! I pledge you my word to rescue you from this prison. Tomorrow night, I shall bring a rope ladder; be ready and I shall have to climb up on these lovely braids, just one more time. Then I'll adjust the rope, help you and we shall escape. Will you be ready?

RAPUNZEL:

Yes! Oh how happy I shall be, to get away from here.

PRINCE:

And with me, my dear?

RAPUNZEL:

(Softly) And with you, my prince.

PRINCE:

Bless you! Until tomorrow night, then. I hate to use this golden hair -- but I must. I'll be as gentle as I can. Forgive me!

RAPUNZEL:

(On echo) It's all right. I don't mind anything now. I hold on to the braids next to my head and it doesn't hurt too much.

SOUND:

(Feet scraping.)

PRINCE:

Just once more you must endure it, my dear. (Fading) Goodnight! Oh, what a lucky man I am. Be ready, my sweet -- and we shall leave this hideous place forever! (More distant) Goodnight!

RAPUNZEL:

Goodnight! My heart is singing with happiness. Goodnight, my dear.

(Music cue 9) Solveig's Song.

SOUND:

Song comes in forte. As orchestra picks it up voice fades and orchestra comes up forte to make the bridge.

WITCH:

Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair that I may climb without a stair.

RAPUNZEL:

Oh! Oh, I didn't expect you, godmother! (Echo) It -- it's almost dark! I -- I was just about asleep. Won't you come back tomorrow?

WITCH:

Give me the ladder instantly. How dare you question me!

RAPUNZEL:

Very well, godmother. There it is! Oh! Ow! Please be careful! You're pulling my hair terribly.

Sound of feet scraping -- increasing as she nears the window.

WITCH:

I mean to. I heard strange whisperings in the wind and I came to find out what they were. (At mike) Whew! Help me over the window! (Kill echo) (Feet land) That's better. What's this? Why is your basket packed? And you're all wrapped up? What's going on here, Rapunzel?

RAPUNZEL:

Why -- why -- I was just --

WITCH:

I was right! You have tried to trick me! A screech owl called three times last night to warn me! That's what he meant! Come here to me! Look at me! What's happening here?

RAPUNZEL:

Oh, godmother, I dare not lie to you! But please I beg of you, please let me go. Let me be happy with my prince . . . please!

WITCH:

So! You tried to deceive me. Me -- a witch who knows your every thought as soon as you do! Very well! I'll teach you to deceive me! Give me those scissors!

RAPUNZEL:

Oh, don't hurt me! What are you going to do?

WITCH:

I'll show you.

(Scissors clank)

RAPUNZEL:

Oh don't -- don't . . .

WITCH:

There! There go your golden braids. (Laughs)

RAPUNZEL:

Oh! You've cut off my hair! Oh, how can he climb to save me now?

WITCH:

Ha! Ha! I'll show you how. Wait until he comes, my pretty. (Laughs) Wait until he sees who's holding these golden braids for him to climb.

PRINCE:

(Whistles a signal off mike)

RAPUNZEL:

Oh! What shall I do! Oh, I don't . . .

WITCH:

If you want him to live, keep still! Tell him to come up. Remember -- tell him to climb up. And if you don't want him with a broken neck -- say nothing else! I warn you. (Whistle again) Tell him to come up.

RAPUNZEL:

(Faintly) Come up, my prince.

(Echo)

PRINCE:

(Faintly at first, increasing in voice volume as he approaches window) Just this one time I will use your lovely hair for a ladder, my dear -- and then -- you don't seem happy, my lovely lady! What's wrong? Aren't you glad to go away? Aren't you glad this is the last time you--

(Kill echo)

 

WITCH:

Ha! Ha! Aren't you glad to see me? Quite a surprise, isn't it? Better stay on the window sill -- you'll be more comfortable.

PRINCE:

Get out of my way, old woman. I don't want to hurt you.

WITCH:

No? Well, I'm different. Prepare to reach the ground more quickly than you came up! (Grunts) There you go!

PRINCE:

(Cries out and fades)

RAPUNZEL:

(Scream) Oh, don't let him fall. It will kill him. Don't! Oh!

PRINCE:

(Off mike) Oh -- Oh -- (actor's voice must prolong this indicating falling thro space)

A pause.

WITCH:

(Laughs) (Echo) Now, then, my fine young prince, pick yourself up out of those thorns and brambles. If you can.

RAPUNZEL:

Prince -- ah, my prince -- are you alive? Speak to me.

PRINCE:

(Away from mike) My eyes! I can't see. I'm blind.

RAPUNZEL:

Oh, you beast. You wicked, wicked woman. He's fallen into the thorns and they have scratched out his eyes. Oh my love! I'm coming to you. I'm coming.

WITCH:

Don't jump, you idiot. You'll break your neck! Don't jump!

RAPUNZEL:

Let me go! I'm coming, my love. I'm coming. (Screams as she jumps and fade out)

(Kill echo)

(Sound of her falling)

 

A pause.

PRINCE:

Oh, my precious love! Are you all right? Where are you? I can't see you, Rapunzel -- speak to me! Tell me you are all right.

RAPUNZEL:

(Weakly) I'm all right. I'm coming to you. Oh, my dear! Your eyes! Your poor blind eyes! And you did this for me!

PRINCE:

What do I feel-- Tears? Are those tears from your eyes or mine, my dearest love?

RAPUNZEL:

That wicked woman! I could kill her! I could! Oh my beloved -- I shall never leave you . . . never! We will be married at once and I'll take care of you always! And my eyes shall see for both of us!

PRINCE:

Don't weep, Rapunzel -- my face is wet with your precious tears and just to know that you care for me -- that you will marry me -- my eyes! I'm not blind! Rapunzel! I can see!

RAPUNZEL:

You can see? Your eyes are not scratched out?

PRINCE:

Your tears falling on my eyes have healed them, my dear -- look at me-- My eyes are well again!

RAPUNZEL:

Oh, thank heaven -- thank heaven -- for this miracle.

PRINCE:

The miracle of love, Rapunzel.

RAPUNZEL:

And the witch -- that dreadful woman has failed in every wicked thing she has tried to do.

PRINCE:

Evil can never overcome good. And our love for each other had destroyed her power. She's the prisoner in the tower now -- and she shall stay there until she changes her ways. She'll never see you again, my dearest -- for within an hour the wedding chimes at the castle will ring -- and you shall be my queen. Come, my dear!

RAPUNZEL:

To the ends of the world with you, my prince.