Tangled: Before the lights come up

Rapunzel: I’ve been looking out of the window for eighteen years, dreaming about what I might feel like when those lights rise in the sky.  What if it’s not everything I dreamed it would be.
Flynn:
  It will be.
Rapunzel:
 and what if it is? What do I do then?
Flynn: Well, that’s the good part I guess. You get to go find a new dream.

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