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. Would you 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 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, 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.

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.

CHORUS 6: [to Chorus] Let’s scarper in case she wants to practice on us.

Exit Chorus [SR]

WILLY: I don’t blame them. Yesterday I asked Hetty how she drew blood and she said, with a red crayon. I said what’s the difference between an oral thermometer and a rectal thermometer, and she said, the taste.

Enter Nurse Hetty Hairspray [SL]

HETTY: [singing] ‘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 before she was kidnapped by an evil witch called, 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 daily to keep my body in shape.

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

HETTY: The same as always Willy – perfect. Actually, 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 then?

WILLY: Oh, you mean your old Wii consul?

HETTY: What else?

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

HETTY: Wonderful! 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? And 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 and want to tell them how I feel, 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 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: Yes, I was sick of him. After the divorce we split the house – he got the outside. Anyway, do you have any advice on how to win my heart’s desire?

WILLY: You must summon up the courage Hetty.

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 and go for it?

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 Willy, 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 will be grand.