Ryder: huh? Ahh, will you stop that.

Rapunzel: now it's hidden where you’ll never find it. So what do you want with my hair? To cut it?

Ryder: what?

Rapunzel: sell it?

Ryder: no! listen, the only thing I want to do with your hair, is to get out of it, literally.

Rapunzel: wait, you don't want my hair?

Ryder: why on earth would I want your hair? Look, I was being chased, I saw a tower, I climbed it, end of story.

Rapunzel: you’re, telling the truth?

Ryder: yes!

Rapunzel: (I know, I need someone to take me. I think he’s telling the truth, too. Doesn't have fangs, but what choice do I have?) Uh, okay Flynn Ryder, I’m prepared to offer you a deal.

Ryder: deal?

Rapunzel: look this way. Do you know what these are?

Ryder: you mean the lantern thing they do for the princess?

Rapunzel: lanterns… I knew they weren’t stars. Well, tomorrow evening they will light the night sky with these lanterns. You will act as my guide, take me to these lanterns, and return me home safely. Then, and only then, will I return your satchel to you. That is my deal.

Ryder: yeah, no can do. Unfortunately, the kingdom and I aren’t exactly, simpatico /sɪmˈpætɪˌkoʊ/ at the moment. So I won’t be taking you anywhere.