Rapunzel trapped in pitchs lair

I know I commented this before, but in the light of Netflix's latest hit...

PITCH
All of Corona is in danger.  All you have to do is confess to the murder of Eugene Fitzherbert.  Stand with me and silence all whispers of rebellion.  Only you can stop a war before it begins.

RAPUNZEL
What do YOU care about Corona?

PITCH

Why, Rapunzel, had I not intervened, you would be dead.

RAPUNZEL

But now, because you did intervene, we are all your slaves.

(Pitch laughs uproariously.)

PITCH

Oh, that's a rich one.  Let me ask you this, Rapunzel--if no one in Corona realizes he is a slave, would he be a slave?  Now, all of Corona is happy!  Eating, dancing, drinking, running like little Labrador puppies.

RAPUNZEL

We are not your pets!

PITCH

That is where you are wrong!  You humans live for only a few short decades.  I, on the other hand, am a god!  What I am to you, you are to mayflies.  The choice is either pets or enemies.  Choose wisely, Rapunzel...

(Rapunzel ponders for a few seconds.)

RAPUNZEL

If I say what you want me to say, will you stop threatening other people's lives?

PITCH

Mmm...I can't promise you anything.

RAPUNZEL

Hmph!  Then I refuse!

PITCH

ALL PEOPLE LOSE, OR FEW PEOPLE LOSE ALL!  WAR IS DEATH!

RAPUNZEL

PITCH

All right!  That's it!

(With a wave of his arm, a piece of the ceiling opens, letting light on Rapunzel.)

PITCH

Go, then!  Run away!  Have your precious little war!  But it will be on YOUR head, Rapunzel, if all of Corona dies because its lovely princess chose to run...again.

(Rapunzel hesitates, studies the light on top of her, but then...she lowers her head and sighs.  The light is shut off.)

PITCH

There, now.  That wasn't so hard, was it?  It is so exhausting being the voice of reason in such an insane world...