Frozen (I) (2013)
Jonathan Groff: Kristoff
Anna : Olaf, did Elsa build you?
Olaf : Yeah. Why?
Anna : Do you know where she is?
Kristoff : [examining Olaf's arm] Fascinating.
Olaf : Yeah. Why?
Anna : Do you think you could show us the way?
Olaf : Yeah. Why?
Kristoff : [still examining Olaf's arm] How does this work?
[gets slapped by Olaf's arm]
Kristoff : Ow!
Olaf : [talking to Kristoff while putting his arm back on] Stop it Sven. Try and focus here.
[back to Anna]
Olaf : Yeah. Why?
Kristoff : I'll tell you why, we need Elsa to bring back summer.
Olaf : Summer?
Anna : Mmm-hmm.
Olaf : Oh, I don't know why, but I've always loved the idea of summer, and sun, and all things hot.
Kristoff : Really? I'm guessing you don't have much experience with heat.
Olaf : Nope!
Kristoff : Hey guys!
Anna : They're rocks.
Kristoff : [off in the distance] You are a sight for sore eyes.
Olaf : [whispering] He's crazy!
Kristoff : Hey, whoa, I don't even recognize you. You've lost so much weight.
Olaf : [whispering to Anna] I'll distract them while you run.
[loud, slow voice]
Olaf : Hi, Sven's family! It's nice to meet you!
Olaf : Because I love you, Anna, I insist you run.
[loud, slow voice]
Olaf : I understand you're love experts. Ooh!
Olaf : Why aren't you running?
Anna : [after explaining the features of the new sled] Do you like it?
Kristoff : Like it? I love it!
[spins her around]
Kristoff : I could kiss you!
[puts her down]
Kristoff : I could. I mean, I'd like to. I. May I? We me? I mean, may we? Wait, what?
Anna : [kisses him on the cheek] We may.
[Kristoff kisses Anna]
Kristoff : So, uh tell me. What made the Queen go all ice crazy?
Anna : Oh well, it was all my fault. I got engaged, but then she freaked out because I'd only just met him, you know that day. She said she wouldn't bless the marriage and...
Kristoff : [Interrupts] Wait, you got engaged to someone you just met that day?
Anna : Yeah. Anyway I got mad and so she got mad and then she tried to walk away and I grabbed her glove...
Kristoff : [Interrupts] Hang on, you mean to tell me you got engaged to someone you JUST MET THAT DAY?
Anna : Yes, pay attention, but the thing is she wore the gloves all the time, so I just thought, maybe she has a thing about dirt...
Kristoff : [Interrupts] Didn't your parents ever warn you about strangers?
Anna : Yes, they did.
[Moves further away from Kristoff]
[Looking at the remnants of Kristoff's sled]
Anna : Whoa. I'll replace your sled, and everything in it. And I understand if you don't want to help me anymore.
Kristoff : [to Sven] Of course I don't want to help her anymore. In fact, this whole thing's ruined me for helping anyone ever again.
Kristoff : She'll die on her own.
Kristoff : I can live with that.
Kristoff : But you won't get your new sled if she's dead.
Kristoff : Sometimes I really don't like you.
Kristoff : Hold up! We're coming.
Anna : You are? I mean, sure, I'll let you tag along.
[Kristoff watches as his sled falls off a cliff and burns in a fiery explosion]
Kristoff : Ahh, and I just paid it off!
Kristoff : [to Anna, who put her feet on his sled] Whoa, whoa, whoa, put your feet down. This is fresh lacquer. Seriously, were you raised in a barn?
[Spits on sled to clean it]
Anna : I like the open gates.
Elsa : We are never closing them again.
[uses her magic to give Anna a pair of skates]
Anna : Oh, Elsa, they're beautiful, but you know I don't skate.
Elsa : [pulling her] Come on! You can do it!
Kristoff : Look out. Reindeer coming through.
Anna : I got it, I got it. I don't got it, I don't got it.
Olaf : Hey, guys!
Elsa : That's it, Olaf.
Olaf : Glide and pivot. And glide and pivot.
Elsa : Go!
[laughs, pan out with triumphant instrumental reprise of "Do You Want to Build a Snowman?"]
Anna : But Hans is not a stranger.
Kristoff : Oh yeah? What's his last name?
Anna : Of the Southern aisles.
Kristoff : What's his favourite food?
Anna : Sandwiches.
Kristoff : Best friends name?
Anna : Probably John.
Kristoff : Eye color?
Anna : Dreamy.
Kristoff : Foot size?
Anna : Foot size doesn't matter.
Kristoff : Have you had a meal with him yet? What if you hate the way he eats? What if you hate the way he picks his nose?
Anna : Picks his nose?
Kristoff : And eats it.
Anna : Excuse me sir, he is a prince.
Kristoff : All men do it.
Anna : Ew.
Anna : [seeing a mountain in their way] What now?
Kristoff : Hmm. It's too steep. I've only got one rope and you don't know how to climb mountains.
Anna : Says who?
Kristoff : What are you doing?
Anna : [having started to climb the mountain] I'm going to see my sister!
Kristoff : You're gonna kill yourself. I wouldn't put my foot there.
Anna : [plants her foot and it slips] You're distracting me.
Kristoff : Or there. How do you know Elsa even wants to see you?
Anna : All right, I'm just blocking you out because I gotta concentrate here.
Kristoff : You know, most people who disappear into the mountains want to be alone.
Anna : Nobody wants to be alone. Except maybe you.
Kristoff : I'm not alone. I have friends, remember?
Anna : [sarcastically] You mean the love experts?
Kristoff : Yes, the love experts.
Anna : [struggling] Please tell me I'm almost there.
[She's shown to be just a few feet off the ground]
Anna : Does the air seem a bit thin to you up here?
Bulda : Let me see: bright eyes, working nose, strong teeth! Yes, yes! She'll do nicely for our Kristoff!
Anna : Wait, um... no.
Kristoff : You've got the wrong idea; no, that's not why I brought her here.
Anna : Right, we're not - I mean, I'm not...
Bulda : What's the issue, dear? Why are you holding back from such a man?
Bulda : ["Fixer Upper" begins] Is it the clumpy way he walks?
Kristoff : What?
Cliff : Or the grumpy way he talks?
Girl Troll : Or the pear-shaped, square shaped weirdness of his feet?
Kristoff : Hey!
Troll : And though we know he washes well, he always ends up sort of smelly,
Bulda : But you'll never meet a fella, who's as...
Anna : [interrupting] That's nice, but...
Kristoff : [rolling on a rock troll] Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Troll : Like his peculiar brain, deer
Singing Troll : His thing with the reindeer,
Kristoff : This is not about me!
Kristoff : Can we please stop talking about this? We've got a real, actual problem here!
Bulda : I'll say! So tell me, dear:
Bulda : [song resumes] Is it the way that he runs scared,
Troll : Or that he's socially impaired,
Girl Troll : Or that he only likes to tinkle in the woods?
Anna : [interrupting] I did not need to know that.
Cliff : [isnging "Fixer Upper"] Are you holding back your fondness / Due to his unmanly blondness?
Female troll chorus : Or the way that he covers up that he's the honest goods?
Troll chorus : He's just a bit of a fixer upper, he's got a couple of bugs,
Kristoff : No, I don't!
Troll chorus : His isolation is confirmation / of his desperation for healing hugs / So he's a bit of a fixer upper, but we know what to do, /
Anna : Aww...
[the trolls toss lassos around Kristoff and Anna]
Troll chorus : The way to fix up this fixer upper / Is to fix him up with you
Kristoff : [the trolls pull on the lassos; Anna and Kristoff spin off to the sides of the valley] Whoa-ohh! Stop it, stop it, stop it! Enough! She is engaged to someone else, okay?