(started cry)
- Hey!
- I'm so sorry, but are you hurt?
- Hey, uh, no, no, I'm, I'm okay.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah, I, I just wasn't looking where I was going,
but I'm great, actually.
- Oh, thank goodness.
Oh, uh, Prince Hans of the Southern Isles.
- Princess Anna of Arendelle.
- Princess? My lady.
(started gasp)
(horse neigh)
- Whoa, whoa whoa...
- Hi, again.
(both cry out)
- Oh boy.
- This is awkward.
Not you're awkward, but just because we're, I'm awkward.
You're gorgeous. Wait, what?
- I'd like to formally apologize for hitting the
Princess of Arendelle with my horse
and for every moment after.
- No, no, no, it's fine. I'm not that princess.
I mean, if you'd hit my sister, Elsa, it would be
(awkward exclamation)
cause, you know....
Hello. But, lucky you, it's just me.
- Just you?
(soft chuckle)
(bells ringing)
- The bells, the coronation.
I, I, I better go.
I have to go. I better go. Bye!
(upbeat music)
(startled cry)
I was just wondering, has another young woman,
the Queen perhaps, I don't know, passed through here?
- Only one crazy enough to be out in this storm
is you, dear.
(bells ring)
(door slams)
You and this fellow. Yoo-hoo, big summer blow out.
- Carrots.
- Huh?
- Behind you.
- Oh, right. Excuse me.
- Oh, a real howler in July, yes?
Where ever could it be coming from?
- The North Mountain.
- The North Mountain?
- That'd be 40.
- 40? No, 10.
- Oh dear, that's no good.
See, this is from our winter stock,
where supply and demand have a big problem.
- You want to talk about a supply and demand problem?
I sell ice for a living.
- Ooh, that's a rough business to be in right now.
I mean, that is really, that's unfortunate.
- Still 40, but I will throw in a visit to Oaken's sauna.
Yoo-hoo, hi family.
- Yoo-hoo.
- 10 is all I got. Help me out.
- Okay. I will get you this and no more.
- Okay, just tell me one thing.
What was happening on the North Mountain?
Did it seem magical?
- Yes.
Now, back up while I deal with this crook here.
(ominous music)
- What did you call me?
- Okay, okay, ow...
(loud scream)
- Goodbye.
(door slams)
- No, Sven, I didn't get your carrots.
(Sven groans)
But I did find us a place to sleep, and it's free.
- I want you to take me up the North Mountain.
- I don't take people places.
- Let me rephrase that.
(hurt groan)
Take me up the North Mountain, please.
Look, I know how to stop this winter.
- We leave at dawn. And you forgot the carrots for Sven.
(startled cry)
- Oops, sorry.
Sorry. I'm sorry. I didn't...
(clears throat)
We leave now. Right now.
What now?
- It's too steep.
I've only got one rope
and you don't know how to climb mountains.
- [Anna] Says who?
- Hmm? What are you doing?
- I'm going to see my sister.
- You're going to kill yourself.
(Anna groans)
I wouldn't put my foot there.
- You're distracting me.
- Or there.
How do you know Elsa even wants to see you?
- All right, I'm just blocking you out
because I got to concentrate here.
- You know, most people who disappear into the mountains
want to be alone.
- Nobody wants to be alone. Except maybe you.
- I'm not alone. I have friends, remember?
- You mean the love experts?
- Yes. The love experts.
- Please tell me I'm almost there.
Does the air seem a bit thin to you up here?
- Hang on.
- [Olaf] Hey, Sven, not sure if this is going
to solve the problem, but I found a staircase
that leads exactly where you want it to go.
- Thank goodness! Catch.
Thanks. It was like a crazy trust exercise.
- Snow?
- Yeah, Snow.
- Are you all right?
- No.
- Did you know?
- No.
- Look, it's snowing. It's snowing!
The Queen has cursed this land! She must be stopped.
You have to go after her.
- Wait, no!
- You. Is this sorcery in you too? Are you a monster too?
- No, no, I'm completely ordinary.
- That's right, she is. In the best way.
- My sister is not a monster.
- She nearly killed me!
- You slipped on ice.
- Her ice!
- It was an accident, she was scared. She didn't mean it,
she didn't mean any of this. Tonight was my fault.
I pushed her, so, I'm the one who needs to go after her.
- What?
- Yes.
- Bring me my horse, please.
- Anna, no, it's too dangerous.
- Elsa's not dangerous.
I'll bring her back and I'll make this right.
- I'm coming with you.
- No. I need you here to take care of Arendelle.
- On my honor.
- I leave Prince Hans in charge.
- Are you sure you can trust her?
I don't want you getting hurt.
- She's my sister. She would never hurt me.
(intense music)
- Hang on, we like to go fast.
I like fast. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Get your feet down. This is fresh lacquer.
Seriously? Were you raised in a barn?
- No. I was raised in a castle.
- Hmm. So, tell me, what made the Queen go all ice crazy?
- Oh, well, it was all my fault.
I, I got engaged,
but then she freaked out because I'd only just met him,
you know that day,
and she said she wouldn't bless the marriage.
- Wait, you got engaged to someone you just met that day?
- Yeah, anyway, I got mad, and so she got mad,
and then she tried to walk away and I grabbed her glove...
- Hang on. You mean to tell me you got engaged to someone
you just met that day?
- 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.
- Didn't your parents ever warn you about strangers?
- Yes, they did.
But Hans is not a stranger.
- Oh yeah? What's his last name?
- Of the Southern Isles.
- What's his favorite food.
- Sandwiches.
- Best friend's name?
- Probably John.
- Eye color?
- Dreamy.
- Foot size?
- Foot size doesn't matter.
Have you had a meal with them yet?
What if you hate the way he eats?
What if you hate the way he picks his nose?
- Picks his nose?
- And eats it.
- Excuse me, sir. He's a Prince.
- All men do it.
- Eww.
Come on, come on, come one, come on...
- Okay, okay, here I come.
(metal clang)
- Pole.
- Whoops, sorry.
Okay. Okay. Here we are. Oh!
I owe you a sled.
- Are you serious?
- Yes! And it's the latest model.
- No, I can't accept this.
- You have to. No returns. No exchanges. Queen's orders.
She's named you the official Arendelle
Ice Master and Deliverer.
- What? That's not a thing.
- Oh, sure it is. And it even has a cup holder.
Do you like it?
- Like it? I love it!
(upbeat music)