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 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 of our scripts have a runtime of under 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.


All of our pantomimes come with a full, suggested songs and 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…Exit Chorus [SR]

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

WILLY: Hiya folks! 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. But now I miss hearing people cheer whenever I come on, and it makes me a bit sad. Do you think you could all cheer loudly whenever I come on and make me feel happy again? Let’s try it then. [exits and re-enters] I wasn’t very happy with that. Let’s do it again. [exits and re-enters] I’m much happier now.

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

WILLY: I said, gofor, not golfer.

CHORUS 2: I thought gophers were large American rats.

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

WILLY: No! Gofor! As in whenever their majesties want anything fetching, I go for it. Although the thing they want more than anything in the world, I can’t get them.

CHORUS 4: And what’s that Willy?

WILLY: 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 1: Wouldn’t it be wonderful if the Princess returned home this year?

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

WILLY: That sounds like Nurse Hetty.

CHORUS 2: Some nurse! When I asked her how she drew blood she said, with a red crayon.

CHORUS 3: I once asked her what the difference was between an oral thermometer and a rectal thermometer? And she said, the taste!

CHORUS 4: Let’s scarper before she gets here.

CHORUS 5: Good idea!

Exit Chorus [SR]

Enter Nurse Hetty Hairspray [SL] singing.

HETTY: ’Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me…’ Hello Willy! [to audience] And hello to you too. I’m Nurse Hetty Hairspray, the royal nanny. I used to look after Princess Rapunzel before she was kidnapped by the evil witch, Gothel. [elicit sympathy] It’s sadder than that!

WILLY: Where are you off to Hetty?

HETTY: I’m off to the gym. I work out all the time to keep my body in shape.

WILLY: I can never work out what shape it’s meant to be.

HETTY: The same shape as always – perfect. By the way, I’d like your advice on something.

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 computers on the NHS?

WILLY: Oh, you mean your old Wii consul?

HETTY: What else?

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

HETTY: Thanks Willy! And afterwards, perhaps you could fix my Wii consul. 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 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: [to audience] You can see why he gave up being a jester, can’t you? Can I trust you with a little 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 to anybody.

WILLY: What’s the secret then?

HETTY: I fancy somebody at the palace and want to ask them out, but I’m a bit shy.

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 the fella.

HETTY: He died in a freak accident.

WILLY: Oh, dear! What happened?

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

WILLY: Have you ever been married, Hetty?

HETTY: Yes. My husband was a man of rare gifts. They were so rare I never saw any. He said, I was a fool when I married you. And I replied, 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. Anyway, I was wondering if you could help me win my heart’s desire.

WILLY: It’s very 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 win your heart’s desire?

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, lover boy!

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

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

WILLY: Sorry Hetty, but I’m tone deaf.

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.

WILLY: I suddenly feel faint!

HETTY: I’d better give you artificial recreation. [opens mouth wide]

WILLY: You mean, respiration? Recreation means having fun.

HETTY: I know what I mean.

WILLY: I can’t marry you Hetty, not after what I’ve heard.

HETTY: [releasing him] What’ve you heard?

WILLY: That some stranger grabbed you outside…[local pub]…yesterday and started kissing you all over, and you never said a word.

HETTY: Well of course I didn’t! Mother always taught me never to talk to strangers. [grabs him] Now give us a snog.