R: Well mother, there's someting I want to tell you.
G: Oh Rapunzel, you know I hate leaving you after a fight especially when I've done absolutely nothing wrong.
R: Okay, I've been thinking a lot about what you've said earlier and...
G: I hope you're not still talking about the stars.
R: 'Floating lights', and, yes, I'm leading up to that, and...
G: Because I really thought we dropped that issue, sweetheart.
R: No, mother, I'm just saying, you think I'm not strong enough to handle my self out there.
G: Oh darling, I know you're not strong enough to handle yourself out there.
R: But if I just--
G: Rapunzel, we're done talking about this--
R: Trust me--
G: Rapunzel--
R: I know what I'm saying --
G: Rapunzel--
R: Oh, come on--
G: Enough of the lights, Rapunzel! You are not levaing this tower! Ever!
G: Ugh, grate. Now I'm the bad guy.

Låter som min flickväns "kommunikation" när hon frågar hennes mamma om hon får träffa mig (om man ser mig som stars/lights, tjejen som rapunzel, Mother Gothel som hennes mor och tornet som deras hem...

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February 2013