Elsa's sits. She's surrounded by stone. She looks to the nearby window. Tries to rush to it. She's pulled taut by giant shackles that fit like iron gloves. She's chained to the wall. Elsa strains to looks out a window...
Arendelle is outside, frozen solid and getting further buried under the ice and snow that is falling.
"No...What have I done?"
Hans enters. He hangs a torch by the door.
"Why did you bring me here?"
"I couldn't just let them kill you."
"But I'm a danger to Arendelle. Get Anna."
"Anna has not returned..."
Elsa looks to the storm with worry.
"If you would just stop the winter, bring back summer...please."
Elsa meets his eyes, desperate.
"Don't you see...I can't."
Hans sees the sincerity in her eyes.
"You have to tell them to let me go."
Hans walks to the door. He takes the torch.
"I will do what I can."
He opens the door and leaves.
Elsa, distraught, hears cracking. She looks down as her shackles begin to freeze over. The storm outside picks up.
Sven charges down the mountain with Kristoff and Anna on his back. Olaf slides along beside them, penguin-style. Anna shivers in Kristoff's arms. She's weakening. Kristoff takes off his hat and puts it on her head.
"Just hang in there."
"Come on, buddy, faster!"
They arrive at the walls of Arendelle. Olaf slides past them, out of control.
"I'll meet you guys at the castle!"
"Stay out of sight, Olaf!"
"I will!"
He disappears into the village streets.
"Hello!"
"Ah! It's alive!"
Guards see Kristoff and Anna approaching.
"It's Princess Anna!"
Sven skids to a stop outside the gates. Kristoff slides off, holding Anna, and carries her to the gate.
"I've got you."
Anna looks up at him, gratefully.
"...Are you g-gonna be okay?"
"Don't worry about me."
Just then the castle gates open. The two servants and a handmaid rush to help Anna.
"Anna! Oh, you had us worried sick."
"My Lady. You are freezing."
"You poor girl, you're freezing. Let's get you inside."
"Get her warm and find Prince Hans, immediately."
"We will. Thank you."
Anna is swept away from Kristoff and into the palace grounds.
"Make sure she's safe!"
Kristoff is shut out as the castle gates close on him. Kristoff stands there with Sven for a beat, staring with worry at the closed gates. Finally, he sighs, turns and walks off. Sven reluctantly follows.
Hans stands with the dignitaries and guards.
"I'm going back out to look for Princess Anna."
"You cannot risk going out there again."
"If anything happens to her—"
"If anything happens to the Princess, you are all Arendelle has left."
Hans hesitates, realizing how much this kingdom has come to depend on him. Is he really all they have left? Just then the door opens and the two sevants bring in Anna.
"He's in here. Prince Hans."
"Anna."
Hans rushes to Anna. She falls into his arms.
"You're so cold."
"Hans, you have to kiss me."
"What?"
"Now. Here we go."
She tries to kiss him, but is too weak to pull herself up in his arms.
"We'll give you two some privacy."
Everyone shuffles out, leaving Hans and Anna alone.
"What happened out there?"
"Elsa struck me with her powers."
"You said she'd never hurt you."
"I was wrong."
Anna crumbles, weak.
"Anna."
Hans carries her to a couch, sets her down.
"She froze my heart and only an act of true love can save me."
"A true love's kiss."
He takes her chin in his hand and gives her a tender smile. He leans in slowly...gently...Then he stops.
"Oh, Anna. If only there was someone out there who loved you."
"What?"
Hans gets up, leaving her there.
"...You said you did."
He goes to the window and shuts the curtains.
"As thirteenth in line in my own kingdom, I didn't stand a chance. I knew I'd have to marry into the throne somewhere—"
"What are you talking about?"
"As heir, Elsa was preferable, of course. But no one was getting anywhere with her. But you-"
"Hans?"
"You were so desperate for love you were willing to marry me, just like that."
Hans crosses the room, grabs a pitcher of water from a table and goes to the fireplace.
"I figured, after we married, I'd have to stage a little accident for Elsa."
Hans pours the water on the fireplace, putting out the fire. Anna tries to stop him. She falls to the floor, weak.
"Hans. No, stop."
"But then she doomed herself, and you were dumb enough to go after her."
"Please."
"All that's left now is to kill Elsa and bring back summer."
Hans approaches Anna.
"...You're no match for Elsa."
He bends down, takes her chin in his hand again, this time not so gently.
"No, you're no match for Elsa. I, on the other hand, am the hero who is going to save Arendelle from destruction."
She wrenches her face out of his hands.
"You won't get away with this."
Hans rises and crosses to the door.
"Oh, I already have."
Hans leaves and shuts her in, locking the door. Anna struggles to the door, yanks on the locked handle.
"Please, somebody help."
The rest of her hair turns white and she crumbles to the floor.
The Duke looks out the window at the growing snowstorm. He rubs his arms and shivers.
"It's getting colder by the minute. If we don't do something soon, we'll all freeze to death. Hans comes in, putting on his most distraught face."
"Prince Hans."
"Princess Anna is...dead."
"What...? No... Mon dieu."
Hans stumbles, weak with grief. The men help him to a chair.
"What happened to her?"
"She was killed by Queen Elsa."
"Her own sister."
"At least we got to say our marriage vows...before she died in my arms. He bows his head in a brilliant display of teary grief."
"There can be no doubt now; Queen Elsa is a monster and we are all in grave danger."
"Prince Hans, Arendelle looks to you."
Hans nods; he knows what he's being asked to do, and he'll do it with the perfect amount of authority and gravitas.
"With a heavy heart, I charge Queen Elsa of Arendelle with treason and sentence her to death."
The cell ices over. Elsa looks out at the storm that is devastating Arendelle, then hears the guards approaching.
"She's dangerous. Move quickly and with resolve."
Elsa pulls at her shackles. They crack. Just as the door busts open, the weight of the ice crumbles the walls. The men duck out of the way. Hans pushes his way into the room...sees...The back wall is blown open. Broken shackles rest on the floor. Elsa is gone.
Kristoff heads into the mountains. Sven lags behind, not wanting to follow. He looks back at the kingdom, then shakes his head. Enough. He runs past Kristoff. Stops and turns to face him. He snorts and grunts.
"What is it, buddy?"
Sven nudges Kristoff with his antlers.
"Hey, watch it. What's wrong with you?"
Sven snorts with more conviction, moos, brays.
"...I don't understand you when you talk like that."
Kristoff tries to walk on ahead, but Sven uses his antlers to lift Kristoff off the ground.
"Ah! Stop it! Put me down!"
Sven drops him hard then "yells" at him once more.
"No, Sven! We're not going back!"
Sven shakes his head, angrily.
"She's with her true love."
Sven makes an "of-course-she-isn't" face. Kristoff gets it; he's made his point.
Just then the wind picks up. Kristoff looks back at the kingdom. Sees a violent winter storm swirling over the castle. Sharp ice claws its way up the castle, encasing it.
"Anna."
Without hesitating, he dashes back down the mountain. Sven runs after him, catches up. Kristoff grabs Sven's harness and jumps onto his back.
Anna shivers by the door. She looks up to see ice overtaking the ceiling. The door handle suddenly jiggles. Stops. Jiggles again.
"Help."
CLICK. The door swings open. We see a carrot in the lock and hear a giggle of victory. Olaf takes the carrot, puts it back on his face. Then he sees Anna lying there.
"Anna. Oh no."
He runs to the fireplace. Throws in some fresh wood, including one of his own arms, which he quickly rescues, before striking a match and relighting the fire.
"Olaf? Olaf. Get away from there."
"Whoa! So this is heat..."
"I love it."
He reaches a twig finger toward the flames. It catches on fire.
"Ooh! But don't touch it!"
He shakes the flame out, as he rushes over to help Anna to the fire.
"So, where's Hans? What happened to your kiss?"
"I was wrong about him. It wasn't true love."
"Huh. But we ran all the way here?"
"Please Olaf, you can't stay here; you'll melt."
"I am not leaving here until we find some other act of true love to save you."
He sits down behind her, stubbornly. Leans his back against hers and thinks.
"...Do you happen to have any ideas?"
"I don't even know what love is."
"That's okay, I do..."
Olaf hops back up and puts a soothing hand on her shoulder.
"Love is...putting someone else's needs before yours, like, you know, how Kristoff brought you back here to Hans and left you forever."
"...Kristoff loves me?"
"Wow, you really don't know anything about love, do you?"
His face starts to melt.
"Olaf, you're melting."
"Some people are worth melting for."
But then...his face really melts. He panics, pushes the snow back in place.
"Just maybe not right this second."
Suddenly, the window blows open, cold wind sweeps in.
"Don't worry, I've got it!"
Olaf flitters to the window. He pulls one panel of it shut but struggles with the second panel.
"We're going to get through—"
"Oh, wait. Hang on. I'm getting something."
He breaks an icicle off the window, uses it as a telescope and sees...Kristoff and Sven running back down the mountain.
"It's Kristoff and Sven! They're coming back this way."
"...They-they are?"
"Wow, he's really moving fast. Huh... I guess I was wrong. I guess Kristoff doesn't love you enough to leave you behind."
Anna tries to get to her feet.
"Help me up, Olaf. Please."
He hurries over, tumbling over the couch, knocking over the chess set and water jugs.
"No, no, no, no, no. You need to stay by the fire and keep warm."
"I need to get to Kristoff."
"Why...?"
"Oh, oh, oh, I know why."
He hops around in an excited display of hope.
"There's your act of true love, right there, riding across the fjords like a valiant, pungent reindeer king! Come on!"
The walls crack under the ice pressure.
"Look out!"
They rush out the room just as the ceiling collapses. Anna and Olaf struggle down the hall. Ice spikes grow and block their path.
"We're trapped."
Anna looks around desperately for a way out.