Rapunzel A Tangled Panto


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Princess Rapunzel has been kept locked up in a tower for almost eighteen years by witch Gothel, who she believes to be her mother. But her royal parents, have not given up hope that one day she may return to them. And every year they celebrate her birthday, by releasing one sky-lantern for every year she’s been gone.

Rapunzel’s solitude is broken by the arrival of three Fairies, who persuade her to let them transport her to the outside world. Gothel discovers Rapunzel has been freed, and enlists the help of two idiotic villains to return her to the tower.

The scene is now set for a daring rescue, with the use of a drone?


12 principals plus smaller speaking roles for Sergeant and Soldiers. And a chorus of children and adults with several lines.


All our scripts have a runtime of approximately 2hrs (not including any interval) but this is very dependent on your own production and can be edited by yourselves to suit your own needs.


Our pantomimes all come with a full, suggested songs, music cues and SFX list.


Traditional British pantomime, incorporating visual comedy, slapstick and audience participation.

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Sergeant Hawkeye
Dancers; Soldiers; Villagers; Ghosts; Palace Retinue; etc.



Music cue 1: Chorus. After song ends…

Enter Willy [SL] a sink-plunger sticks out of his back pocket.

WILLY: Hiya folks! And welcome to the village of Bouffant! I’m Willy, the royal gofer. I used to be the royal jester, but I gave it up because people kept laughing at me. If only they’d laughed at my jokes instead. But now I miss hearing people cheer whenever I come on, and it makes me sad. Would you all cheer whenever I come on and make me feel happy again? Let’s try it then. [exits and re-enters] That didn’t make me happy. Let’s do it again. [repeats business] I’m happy now.

CHORUS 1: I didn’t know you were a royal golfer, Willy.

WILLY: I said, ‘gofer,’ not golfer.

CHORUS 2: I thought gophers were large American rodents.

CHORUS 3: I think they’re called, ‘groundhogs.’

WILLY: No! Gofer, as in whenever their majesties want anything fetching, I go for it. Although the thing they want the most, I can’t get for them.

CHORUS 4: And what’s that Willy?

WILLY: Why, Princess Rapunzel, of course.

CHORUS 5: How long has she been gone now?

WILLY: Almost eighteen years, and every year on her birthday their majesties release a sky-lantern for every year she’s been gone.

CHORUS 6: Let’s hope this year’s the year she finally comes home.

Exit Chorus [SL]

HETTY: [singing off] ‘If you want my body, and you think I’m sexy…’

WILLY: That sounds like Nurse Hetty, although I use the term, ‘Nurse’ advisedly. I once asked her how she drew blood and she replied, ‘with a red crayon.’

Enter Nurse Hetty [SL] singing.

HETTY: ‘Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me…’ Hello boys and girls! I’m Nurse Hetty Hairspray, the royal nanny. I used to look after Princess Rapunzel, until she was stolen away by an evil witch named Gothel, and it broke everybody’s heart. [elicit sympathy] It’s sadder than that!

WILLY: Where are you off to Hetty?

HETTY: The gym. I work out every day to keep my body in shape.

WILLY: And what shape’s it supposed to be now?

HETTY: The perfect shape, as always. I’d like your advice on something Willy.

WILLY: What is it Hetty?

HETTY: My Wii’s gone all funny, what do you suggest I do?

WILLY: I suggest you see a doctor.

HETTY: Do they fix computer games on the NHS then?

WILLY: Oh, you mean your old Wii console?

HETTY: Yes, I still enjoy getting my nunchuk out and giving it a good bash.

WILLY: I’ll pop round later and take a look at it Hetty.

HETTY: Thanks Willy, and afterwards perhaps you could fix my Wii Console. Speaking of the NHS. I was at the doctor’s yesterday, and it drove me mad listening to the same record playing over and over again in the waiting room.

WILLY: I blame that new receptionist, she has a one-track mind. [laughs] One-track mind? Coincidently, I was also at the doctor’s yesterday. I said, ‘doctor I can’t stop my hands from shaking.’

HETTY: And what did he say?

WILLY: He said, ‘do you drink a lot?’ I said, ‘no doctor I spill most of it.’ [laughs]

HETTY: [aside] You can see why he gave up being a jester now, can’t you? Can I trust you with a secret, Willy?

WILLY: Yes, Hetty. It’ll just be between me, you and Facebook.

HETTY: Well, just tell this Facebook person not to breathe a word of it to anybody.

WILLY: What’s the secret then?

HETTY: I fancy somebody like mad, but I’m too shy to tell them how I feel about them.

WILLY: What happened to that Dutchman you were going out with?

HETTY: You mean, Vincent Van Pump, the man who invented inflatable shoes?

WILLY: That’s him.

HETTY: He died in a freak accident.

WILLY: What happened!?

HETTY: He stood on a nail and popped his clogs.

WILLY: Have you ever been married, Hetty?

HETTY: Once, and my husband was a man of rare gifts. They were that rare I never saw any. He said, ‘I was a fool when I married you.’ I said, ‘I know but I was in love and didn’t notice.’ Eventually, I filed for divorce on the grounds of ill health.

WILLY: Ill health?

HETTY: I was sick of him. After the divorce we split the house, he got the outside. How do I go about winning my heart’s desire, Willy?

WILLY: It’s quite simple, Hetty. You must summon up the courage.

HETTY: [hoists bosom] Summon up the courage!

WILLY: Be strong.

HETTY: [strongman pose] Be strong!

WILLY: Be a man, I mean…woman. Just be yourself.

HETTY: Be myself!

WILLY: Now, are you ready to seize the moment?

HETTY: Ready and willing!

WILLY: Then strike whilst the iron’s hot.

HETTY: Hot! It’s positively volcanic!

WILLY: Go right up to them.

HETTY: [excited] Yes!

WILLY: Take them in your arms

HETTY: [more excited] Yes! Yes!

WILLY: And give them a big sloppy kiss.

HETTY: Ooooh! [grabs him in a clinch] Kiss me, Willy!

WILLY: [horrified] You were talking about me!?

HETTY: Yes! Marry me Willy, and we’ll make beautiful music together.

WILLY: But I’m tone deaf Hetty!

HETTY: You just need a good tuning, and I have all the right tools.

WILLY: What do you think I am, a piano!?

HETTY: No, but life with me is sure to be grand.