(theme song playing)
♪ I got the wind in my hair and a fire within ♪
♪ 'Cause there's something beginning ♪
♪ I got a mystery to solve and excitement to spare ♪
♪ That beautiful breeze blowing through ♪
♪ I'm ready to follow it who knows where ♪
♪ I'll get there, I swear ♪
♪ With the wind in my hair ♪
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Nothing makes me happier than a dream coming true!
Especially when that dream
belongs to a dear friend like Attila.
So, let me be the first to welcome
Attila the Bun Bakery to Corona!
(wind whistling)
(clears throat)
My mom always said that you can only get what you want outta life
by using the Three C's:
crime, carnage... and crime.
But thanks to Rapunzel,
who helped make all this possible,
I've learned there's a fourth C:
kindness.
(cheering)
- Uh, "kindness" doesn't start with... - Uhn-uh.
Now, who wants a treat?!
- Oh, I do! - Me!
One bimberry butternut, please.
(all cheering)
Attila: Hey, hey. Guys, come on.
You got to pay for those, you know.
I'm running a legitimate business here.
Huh?
Hey, you know I'm good for it, right?
(Attila grumbles)
Boy: I want a cookie and a croissant
and a baumkuchen and a muffin,
- and... - Good afternoon.
- Can I interest you in... - Mommy, look!
A big, scary no-faced man!
(stuttering) Look, mister, we don't want any trouble.
Oh, let 'em run. Ya know, once word gets out
about how good your baking is
no one is gonna care that you are...
- you. - Besides...
it's still early. Most people don't even like sweets in the morning.
Kid: I want something sweet this morning!
All: Uncle Monty!
Hi-ya, kids!
- Rapunzel. - Montgomery.
I just came by to wish my new neighbor good luck,
and to be one of his first customers!
Wow! Oh, my goodness.
(chomping)
I believe I will try one of these bimberry butternuts!
They're my specialty!
I grow the bimberries myself.
(chomping)
Attila, this are bimberry terrific!
(chomping)
Hey, Feldspar! You've simply got to try
one of these bimberry butternuts! They're outta this world!
Oh, thanks, Uncle Monty. I certainly wi...
Whoa! Oh, my... Oh, help!
Oh, my... he's a giant man!
Don't you worry.
Attila the Bun is going to be just as successful
as the Sweet Shoppe, if not more so.
And we are all going to help! Right guys?
- You bet! I'm in! - Hey, who can float me change for a carp?
You see, I figured we can get around the whole Attila-is-terrifying thing
by luring people in with the good stuff.
I was talking about the face, but sure, yeah, these could work, too.
Free samples! Who wants 'em?
Free samples! Come on, people, they are free!
Don't make me go full smolder on you... it might hurt.
Now, listen, pal. You're in the mood to buy cakes.
A lotta cakes. 'Cause if you don't, my friend and I...
will take you on a resplendent walking tour
of the Corona Art Museum.
- (mumbling) - Now, you have a wondrous day.
What is more welcoming for a bakery than a giant cupcake? Hello!
Now...
to get people's attention.
Rapunzel, no! Not bells!
(gasps) Milton hates bells!
(bleating angrily)
- Aah! - (snarling)
Milton, no! Down, boy!
Whoa!
Rapunzel: Seek higher ground!
High ground.
(squeaking)
So... how did we do today?
Okay, just a minute.
Nuts, I lost count.
Oh, here, let me count for you.
That would be two.
And me and Vlad been punching people all day.
And nothing!
People just don't respond to threats like they used to.
(scoffs) People.
Monty: Closing time, everyone.
Crowd: Aww.
Ah, what the heck. Come on in.
- Boy: Thank you, Monty. - (crowd cheering)
Oh, I know what you're thinking, old friend.
Sure, the Sweet Shoppe is a Corona institution.
Monty... Monty is a pillar of the community.
Not to mention... hm! His candy?
Truly, it's as if magical sugar fairies
descended from the heavens
and sprinkled blessings on all of us.
We are transformed by Monty and all that he makes,
and the fructose of his life.
Ahem! What Big Nose is trying to say, Attila,
is never give up on your dream.
- I believe in you. - I don't know, Princess.
maybe it was dumb to think a guy like me could ever be good enough
to pull off something like this.
Okay, okay. No need to worry.
There's plenty of everything for everybody.
(shoppers exclaiming)
Maybe some folks just ain't allowed to have dreams.
Rapunzel: I was up all night
and I think I came up with some really neat,
bell-free ideas to help Attila the Bun!
Wow! You are really committed to this.
I'm just tired of cutting ribbons,
and hosting parties,
and making appearances.
Well, Blondie, a statesperson's work is never done.
Being a statesperson is fine, Eugene,
but I want to do things that really matter
to the people of Corona.
Like helping Attila.
(gasps) Oh, no!
What happened?
Guard: Excuse us, Princess.
I'm innocent, Rapunzel!
Innocent!
He's under arrest for vandalism. It's the captain's orders
I'm sorry, Princess.
I guess I was right.
Some folks just ain't allowed to have dreams.
(horses whinny)
Court is now in session.
His Majesty King Frederic presiding.
Attila didn't do it! I know he didn't.
I'm sorry, Your Highness.
Not only does Attila have motive and no alibi,
the evidence is overwhelming.
There were two puncture marks in one of Monty's syrup vats
that match the horns on Attila's helmet exactly.
When we went to question Attila,
I found one of Uncle Monty's stolen secret family recipes
stuck to the bottom of his boot.
Not to mention, moments before the vandalism was reported,
two of my men happened to see Attila in the area.
When they called to him, he ran off.
Why would an innocent man run?
I'm sorry,
but after reviewing the evidence and his previous record,
I have no choice but to exile Attila
to the Prison Barge of the Lost Sea.
This is crazy! He's innocent.
Ah! There has to be a way we can prove it.
I don't think we're gonna have time.
Time... time...
(gasps) Onus procedendi!
What?
Uh, Your Majesty, I would like to cite onus procedendi.
Wait, what is that?
Shh! It's Latin. Smart people talk.
Don't worry. She'll go slow.
I've been reading all about Corona Law...
You've been what?
and by onus procedendi, Attila can be granted
a 24-hour period to prove his innocence,
provided that he has retained the sponsorship of a statesperson.
And I'm pretty sure that being princess
qualifies me as a statesperson
She is correct, Your Majesty.
Uh, very well.
Then you have 24 hours to prove his innocence,
Princess.
You know, you should open a book sometime.
It's really, really fun.
Shapes make letters. Letters make words.
Words communicate thought.
Circle of life.
Rapunzel: Everyone, listen up!
We need to prove where Attila was last night.
Can anyone give him an alibi?
- I can! - I can give him an alibi, absolutely.
I'm sorry, can anyone give him an alibi without lying?
That's the thing. Attila won't tell anyone what he did last night.
Only that he didn't do what they said he did.
You know, Attila is actually a very, very private person.
He's painfully shy.
He doesn't seem that shy.
Ever wonder why he wears that helmet?
I just assumed he was repugnant.
Well, obviously, there's that too.
All right, if no one can vouch for Attila,
then we're gonna need hard evidence.
I think it's time we checked out the scene of the crime.
I closed a little late last night,
and there was nothing out of the ordinary.
But when I came in this morning... well.
I'm so sorry this happened, Monty.
Oh, it's all right. I was thinking of remodeling anyway.
Although I suppose, a few months ago,
that thought never would have crossed my mind.
- (Pascal squeals) - Ah! Ugh.
(squeaking)
(chuckles)
Are you sure you don't want to rethink the whole barefoot thing?
Yep. These are about as far apart
as the horns on Attila's helmet.
(Eugene chuckles) Hey!
Here's Monty's secret recipe
for blondies, Blondie.
- What is it? - The door shards.
They're all over the sidewalk.
- Huh, - Yeah, Attila really did some damage, huh?
- (Pascal snarls) - I mean...
I mean, someone... someone did some damage.
(snarling)
(sniffs) Wow! Smell that?
Something in here really stinks, huh?
Yeah, all the, uh,
syrup in here must be going bad.
Hey, Cassandra,
let's go see if we can find someone to remove that foot from your mouth, shall we?
Listen, Princess. What you're trying to do for Attila
is incredibly noble,
but it's not looking good for him.
I know it's not, but I'm standing by him.
That's what friends do.
Hmm.
Ugh. Something's missing.
Yeah, sleep. Blondie, it's 4:00 AM.
Eugene, why don't you go get some rest?
No. No. We...
We are in this togeth...
(snoring)
(squeaking)
(sighs deeply)
I don't know, Pascal.
Maybe there is no way to prove Attila's innocent.
Or maybe he's not innocent.
Old lady: Oh, he's innocent all right.
- (gasps) Who's there? - (squeaking)
Attila couldn't have been responsible!
Old Lady Crow... Ms. Crowley?
I saw that half-wit plucking flowers from my garden
right about when they said the shop was vandalized.
Oh. You saw Attila picking flowers?
What did I just say?
Do you think you could testify before the king tomorrow?
You bet I could.
Oh, thank you!
Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.
I know a lot of people give you a hard time,
but I just knew deep down that you were...
I'm only doing this 'cause I wanna see that knuckle-dragging sod-horse
get what's coming to him.
No one messes with my plumbagos!
Okay then.
Your Majesty, you have seen that the evidence
undeniably places blame on Attila.
Unless evidence to the contrary comes forth,
I see no need to carry on.
I do!
I call to the stand Ms. Hortense Q. Crowley!
- (crowd exclaiming) - Uh, Blondie,
you probably shouldn't just be making up people. This is a court of law.
Ugh. Old Lady Crowley?
- Oh! - Oh, excellent.
- Captain of the Guard: Of course. - (grumbling)
Old Lady Crowley: That's right.
I saw Attila that night.
He was pickin' my precious plumbagos.
So, Dad, I think we can all agree
that it's impossible for anyone
to be in two places at once.
The defense rests.
I just have one question.
Old lady... er, Ms. Crowley,
would you be so kind as to point to the man
you saw picking the flowers?
Of course I can!
That's him!
Right there!
Huh?
(gasps)
(sobbing)
I couldn't help myself!
I'm a sucker for plumbagos.
Ms. Crowley, you told me you saw Attila the other night!
That's not him?
How should I know? Those boys all look the same.
(sighs)
Then, I am afraid I have no choice.
Attila will be exiled
to the Prison Barge of the Lost Sea.
(sighs) Attila!
I'm so sorry!
Raps, you gotta eat.
How can I?
Right now, Attila is being put on a ship
that will take him away forever.
(chewing) Look, Blondie,
I know you try to see the best in everyone,
and I think that's great. But sometimes, you know,
people let you down. Not us,
but other... (belches)
people.
Oh. You stink.
Stink! That's it!
Come on, Max! Fast as you can!
Captain of the Guard: This will take you to the Prison Barge.
You should be there in three days time.
- (horse whinnies) - Rapunzel: Wait!
- Hmm? - Don't leave!
Princess?
(groans) We can do it, Max!
Princess, we've been through this.
I'm sorry, Captain, but we're making a huge mistake!
I just want one more chance, please!
Captain of the Guard: Go! Go!
- You have two minutes. - That's all I need.
Captain, Attila did not break into Monty's that night.
Okay, so who did?
No one.
Huh?
Rapunzel: Something bothered me
about the broken pieces of the door all over the sidewalk.
Why would they be outside and not inside?
(rumbling)
It was like someone didn't break into Monty's shop.
More like... they broke out.
Captain of the Guard: That doesn't make any sense.
Rapunzel: Yeah, I didn't think so either,
until I noticed that the door had a bell.
A bell? Princess, where is this going?
I believe I can answer that!
- Look what we found at Monty's. - Just like you said, Raps.
Great, who's next? The mime?
Two words, Admiral:
sugar fairies.
As if magical sugar fairies
descended from the heavens.
Shorty: I once lent a walnut to a sugar fairy
and she never returned it.
So, I figured Monty's sugar fairies
might know how I could get it back.
(goat bleats)
'Course, it was about then,
I remembered it wasn't a sugar fairy
that borrowed my walnut.
It was a squirrel.
And he returned it two weeks ago.
So, we ate.
After our snack,
Milton thought it would be prudent to take a nap.
I wholeheartedly concurred.
But then...
the bell rang.
(bleating angrily)
Huh?
(bleating)
Luckily,
I recall Rapunzel's advice earlier
and sought higher ground.
(bleating)
Where I resumed
the aforementioned nap.
(snoring quietly)
(sniffs) Wow, smell that?
Something in here really stinks, huh?
That's why it smelled so bad in there.
I object!
(sniffs)
(coughing)
Withdrawn.
So the goat obliterated the door from the inside?
And where is this goat now?
Oh... probably not too far. Never is.
(whistles) Goat!
(bleating)
You see, Captain. It wasn't Attila's helmet
that punctured Monty's chocolate drum.
It was Milton's horns!
(slurps)
Mmm. I love me some goat.
Then why did we find stolen recipes on Attila's boot?
Those recipes got tossed all over.
Even onto the sidewalk.
Attila must've stepped on one... just like Pascal did...
and then it came unstuck back at his bakery.
That's a bit of a stretch.
Everyone who was near the scene of the crime, check your boots.
- Captain? - Huh?
Oh.
Uh, clearly there's been a mistake.
(clears throat) Attila, you're free to go.
(all cheering)
I can't thank you enough, Princess.
Almost everyone gave up on me, except you.
Aw. You're welcome.
I guess when I really believe in something,
I don't give up on it. Conviction.
Hey, maybe conviction can be the fifth "c."
Yeah. Too bad it starts on a K.
- "Conviction" doesn't start with a... - Uhn-uh.
Attila, can I ask you...
where were you that night anyway?
(sighs) You won't tell?
Okay. I was afraid Attila the Bun was a mistake.
I don't know nuthin' about runnin' a business, Princess.
I just wanna bake. That's my dream.
But everyone was so proud,
and I didn't wanna let anyone down.
So sometimes, when I get stressed,
I sneak out to my bimberry patch in the woods
and I sing to 'em.
♪ La, la, la, la, la ♪
Well, your secret is safe with me.
It's just too bad about the business part.
If only there were someone in Corona who could help out with that.
Hmm. I know just the person.
And it is with great pleasure I reintroduce to you
Monty's Sweet Shoppe
with Pastries by Attila!
(all cheering)
Here, Monty, I tracked down all your recipes for you.
- Hmm. - Wait, are you still upset?
Oh, no, son.
It's these silly glasses I'm always forgetting to put on.
Rapunzel, I'm proud of the way you represented Corona today.
Thanks, Dad.
Monty, I can't thank you enough for giving me this chance.
It's what friends do. Now come on, let's give you the grand tour.
I got new counters, new shelves.
- I even got a new door chime. - Yeah, I see...
Uh, wait a minute.
Door chime?
Hey, everybody. Who wants a treat?
- (bell rings) - (crowd gasps)
- (bleating angrily) - Attila: Milton, no!