SCENE: Storybrooke. Present. Mr. Gold's pawnshop. Henry, surrounded by Emma, Neal, Mary Margaret, David and Mr. Gold, blows out eleven candles on a cake. The adults cheer and clap their hands.
Mr. Gold: (leans towards Henry.) And now, my boy, for your present. Pick one object from this shop. Anything you like.
Henry: (walks around looking for something, then suddenly stops and points at one of the wands.) That. (takes the wand and waves it around.)
Neal: Alright, careful, buddy! Wands are powerful.
Henry: (turns to Mr Gold.) So how does it work?
Mr. Gold: Here, let me show you.
(Henry hands Mr. Gold the wand. Mr. Gold waves it through the air for a moment, and then turns Henry into a ceramic statue with a flick of his wrist.)
David: Gold, why would you do that!?
Mr. Gold: The prophecy. The seer said the boy would be my undoing. So I have no choice: I must be his. (takes his cane and shatters the statue)
SCENE: Storybrooke. Present. Mr. Gold's House. Mr. Gold suddenly wakes up from his dream and looks around in distress.
SCENE: Storybrooke. Present. A park. Neal and Henry are sword fighting while Mr. Gold watches on. Regina Mills approaches Mr. Gold.
Regina: Seems like we both have been pushed to the side lines.
Mr. Gold: What are you doing here?
Regina: The real question is what's your son doing with mine?
Mr. Gold: Oh that... (turns towards Regina.) That's right, you didn't get the birth announcement, did you? That's Henry's father.
Mr. Gold: Do I have to spell it out for you? Miss Swan and my son-
Regina: (Interrupting.) You're Henry's grandfather?
Mr. Gold: Guess that makes us family! He's got my eyes, don't you think? (walks away from Regina)
Regina: You did this!
Mr. Gold: Trust me, dearie, it was as much a shock to me as it is to you.
Regina: No! You must have known! When I adopted him, it was you who procured him for me. You expect me to believe that that was a coincidence?
Mr. Gold: No, not coincidence. Fate. And apparently, fate has a sense of humor.
Regina: Fate. So, you're playing the part of the loving grandpa now? They won't accept you, no matter what you do. Not your son, not any of them.
Mr. Gold: We'll see.
Regina: I've already seen, Gold. I've seen your dark heart and it always wins out. You always choose darkness.
Mr. Gold: You think you know me, dearie. But you don't.
Regina: I know you well enough. If your own son couldn't bring out the good in you, who will?
SCENE: Storybrooke. Present. Storybrooke General Hospital. Belle's room. Mr. Gold comes in.
Belle: You're alive.
Mr. Gold: Indeed, I am. I imagine my last phone call was a bit alarming.
Belle: Yeah. Sounded like you were on your deathbed.
Mr. Gold: I'm really sorry if I startled you. I know that you have no memory of me. But my feelings for you are real. And I just needed you to know that in case... well in case I died.
Belle: I'm glad you're okay. And I could tell your feelings were true.
Mr. Gold: You could?
Belle: I have a sense about people. I can't explain how, but I... I could just tell.
Mr. Gold: So, you believe we know each other?
Belle: I believe that whatever caused me to forget myself, means that I have a past, and... that past probably included you.
Mr. Gold: It did.
Belle: When I, uh... when I was injured... this is gonna sound crazy. I remember you healing me.
Mr. Gold: You've been through a lot. Serious injury. All the drugs you've been on since you've been in here. Once you remember who you are, it'll all become clear.
Belle: Can you help me do that? Remember who I am?
Mr. Gold: Only if you help me remember who I am.
Belle: Sorry, what?
Mr. Gold: Belle, you always brought out the best in me. And right now I need that. So, yes, I will do everything I can to bring you back, for you and for me.
Belle: We can help each other.
Mr. Gold: Yeah. Let's talk to someone about getting you out of here. You've been locked up long enough.
SCENE: The Enchanted Forest. Past. The Dark castle. Belle is crying in her cell. Rumplestiltskin comes in.
Rumplestiltskin: When you so eagerly agreed to come and work for me, I assumed you wouldn't miss your family quite so much.
Belle: I made my sacrifice for them. Of-of course I miss them, you beast!
Rumplestiltskin: Yes, yes, of course. But the crying must stop. Night after night! It's making it very difficult for me to spin. You know, I do my best thinking then. (creates a pillow) Perhaps this'll help?
Belle: For me?
Rumplestiltskin: Not quite so beastly now, am I?
Belle: Thank you. Maybe now I can actually get some sleep.
Rumplestiltskin: No, no, no. It's not to help you sleep, dearie. It's to muffle the cries so I can get back to work!
(They hear the sound of glass shattering. Rumplestiltskin and Belle find a man who wants to steal a magic wand.)
Rumplestiltskin: Are you sure you wanna do this, dearie?
Thief: (takes hood off) Pretty sure.
Rumplestiltskin: If you don't know how to use that wand, it can do nasty things to you.
Thief: Well, then... I'll stick to what I know works. Do you know what this arrow can do to you?
Rumplestiltskin: Has to hit me first. (teleports)
Thief: Shouldn't be a problem. An arrow fired from this bow always finds its target. Don't you just love magic? (fires the arrow)
(Rumplestiltskin teleports, but the arrow hits him)
Thief: I know I do.
Rumplestiltskin: As do I! (pulls the arrow out of his chest, giggling.) But don't you know? All magic comes with a price! And in your case, that's me.
SCENE: Storybrooke. Present. Storybrooke General Hospital. Belle's room. She is preparing to leave. Regina comes in.
Regina: I don't think we've been properly introduced. I'm Regina. I'm the Mayor of this town. Just wanted to make sure you're okay.
Belle: That's, uh, very thorough of you. Thank you, but I-I'm fine. I think I am. M-Mr. Gold's getting me discharged. He believes he can help me remember who I am.
Regina: Does he now? (bends down, pretending to pick something up, but she uses magic to summon a matchbook with the logo of the local bar-- The Rabbit Hole.) What's this, dear? Did you drop it?
Belle: (takes the matchbook.) Don't think so.
Regina: Keep looking, dear.
Belle: (stares at the card for a few seconds.) Wait. I know.. I know what this is. I think I remember who I am.
Regina: Well, I'm sure Mr. Gold will be thrilled.
SCENE: Storybrooke. Present. Tamara and Greg are looking at a map of Storybrooke. Greg has marked all the places he has witnessed magic.
Tamara: These are all the places you saw it?
Greg: Yeah. This town's lousy with magic. Now you should go. If Neal suspects anything, it's gonna make everything we have to do that much harder.
Tamara: Don't worry. He won't. Greg, have you had any luck... finding him?
Greg: My dad? No. But he's here. I'm sure of it.
Tamara: We will find him.
Greg: I know. But one thing at a time. Now, you were able to get the package here, right?
Tamara: It's right outside town. Couldn't just drive in with it.
Greg: And it's... it's stable?
Tamara: Very. I'll bring the package in tonight. Be ready.
SCENE: Storybrooke. Present. David drives Mary Margaret and Emma. They get out of the car.
Emma: Why are we in the middle of nowhere? Why aren't you guys telling me what's going on? Why the secrecy?
Mary Margaret: Because you need to see it.
Emma: Great. That always goes well for me. Listen, whatever it is, it can wait. August was trying to warn me about something-someone dangerous.
David: Doesn't matter.
Emma: Why not?
Mary Margaret: Because of this.
(They enter the cloaked fields of magic beans)
Anton: Are you here to help? It's not quite harvest time yet.
Emma: Beans. You're growing magic beans. That's what you were up to when I was in New York? Why didn't you tell me?
David: We are telling you. We kept it a secret to protect the crop. Mother Superior, she cloaked the area. That way Anton can do what he does best.
Anton: Actually, you haven't seen me play darts. But, yeah, I do this pretty good.
Emma: Um, Anton, don't take this the wrong way, but w-why-why are you so...
Anton: Small? Cora. She and Regina brought some magic to make me human-sized. Kind of like it.
Leroy: Enough lollygagging! Back to it.
Anton: Wow. Dwarves really like to work. It's great to see you, Emma.
Emma: (to Anton) You too. (to Mary Margaret and David) You want to use the beans to make a portal, to go back to the Enchanted Forest. That's the real reason you didn't tell me. What about Ogres and destruction and danger?
David: We can fix all that. We did it before, we can do it again.
Mary Margaret: We can start over, Emma.
Emma: So, you've changed your mind. You wanna go now, too.
Mary Margaret: Not my mind. My heart. After what I did to Cora, I think restoring our land is the best way to mend it.
David: It'll be good for all of us, the whole family. Henry and you.
Mary Margaret: We're from there. You're from there.
Emma: No, this world is.. my home.
David: And it's been nothing but cruel to you. If we go back, I think you might be able to have your happy ending.
SCENE: Storybrooke. Present. Storybrooke General Hospital. Belle's room. Mr. Gold comes in, but Belle is gone.
Mr. Gold: Nurse! Nurse! There was a patient here suffering from amnesia. Where is she?
Nurse: Belle? She should still be here.
Mr. Gold: So where is she?! (sees the matchbook with the Rabbit Hole on it.)
SCENE: Storybrooke. Present. Rabbit Hole Bar. Mr. Gold enters.
Bartender: Uh-yes, Mr. Gold?
Mr. Gold: Someone I care for has gone missing. Only thing she left behind was a matchbook to this vile joint.
Bartender: Vile? Really? Yeah, okay... We could clean it up some.
Mr. Gold: I don't understand this. If you knew her, this is the last place she would go for.
Bartender: Really not a fan of the Rabbit Hole, are you? Describe her.
Mr. Gold: Brown hair, beautiful blue eyes. An accent you wouldn't soon forget. Her name's Belle.
Bartender: Belle, are you sure? Cause that sounds an awful lot like Lacey.
Mr. Gold: Who the hell is Lacey?
(Bartender points to Lacey. Mr. Gold sees a changed Belle, ordering shots and playing pool. He approaches her.)
Mr. Gold: Belle?
Lacey: Uh, name's Lacey.
Mr. Clark: Her name should be "Fast Eddie" cause she's a hustler. She's hustling me.
Mr. Gold: Do you-Do you remember me?
Lacey: Guy who visited me in hospital. Sure I do. But now I remember who I am, and that's Lacey. Now, if you'll excuse me, you're kinda in my shot.
SCENE: The Enchanted Forest. Past. Dark Castle. Belle is sweeping the floor while the Thief is heard screaming in the background.
Rumplestiltskin: I'm gonna need another apron.
Belle: Uh, they're uh... They're on the line drying. It'll be some time.
Rumplestiltskin: Fine, fine. Get to cleaning this one as well. (removes bloody apron.) I'll be back later.
Belle: All this because he tried to steal a magic wand?
Rumplestiltskin: No, because he tried to steal from me. The Dark One. You try that, you get skinned alive. Everyone knows that.
Belle: Actually, no, They don't.
Rumplestiltskin: Well they will after they discover the body. (giggles and walks away.)
SCENE: The Enchanted Forest. Past. Dark Castle. Belle enters the dungeon to release a Thief.
Thief: What? Did he send you to finish the job?
Belle: Uh-no, no. Not at all. Here, drink this. I couldn't let this continue, it's inhuman.
Thief: I-I couldn't agree more. But I fear now he'll turn his wrath on you.
Belle: If he does, I'll stand up to the beast that he is, because no one... no one deserves to be tortured.
Thief: Well, he may beg to differ.
Belle: Well, I don't care. He doesn't frighten me. Hurry up. He'll be back soon. Hurry.
Thief: But he will-he will kill you. Unless-unless you run away with me.
Belle: I can't run. I made a deal to serve him, in exchange for him protecting my kingdom and my family from the Ogres. If I were to leave, I might survive, but my family surely won't.
Thief: All I can do is wish you luck.
Belle: Thank you. Now go. Go.
SCENE: Storybrooke. Present. Storybrooke Town Hall. Mayor's Office. Mr. Gold enters to confront Regina.
Mr. Gold: What have you done with Belle?
Regina: I'm sorry, do I look like a one-handed pirate with a pistol? You know who shot her.
Mr. Gold: Stop playing games! She's gone and now she's someone else.
Regina: Oh, you mean she has her memories back? You're welcome.
Mr. Gold: Not her memories, her curse memories.
Regina: Yeah, from the curse you gave me. You see, all I did was jog things back in place.
Mr. Gold: Well, undo it, bring her back.
Regina: You know I can't. She crossed the town line. Her old self is gone. These curse memories she has are now real. Lacey's here to stay.
Mr. Gold: Any curse can be broken, dearie. Now you are gonna help me...
Regina: Or what? You'll kill me? No you won't.
Mr. Gold: Oh, won't I?
Regina: You're on your best behavior because of your son. You don't want him to know who you really are, now do you? So I suggest you get used to Lacey.
Mr. Gold: All right. I'll find a way.
Regina: Finding a way isn't the problem, dear. We both know what is.
Mr. Gold: Yeah, true love's kiss.
Regina: And I don't think our new resident feels the same way about you as you do her.
Mr. Gold: Then I'll make her!
Regina: There's the charm that should easily woo a lovely young lady. She'll most certainly fall in love with you at first sight. Oh wait, that didn't happen, did it?
Mr. Gold: She will, or I promise you, there will be suffering.
Regina: Finally something we both can agree on. Good luck, Gold. Oh, and... Give my best to Lacey.
SCENE: Storybrooke. Present. Granny's Diner. Gold enters to confront Regina.
Granny: Ten bowls of chilli. No beans. You and the dwarfs got something against beans?
David: Let's just say we've had our fill over the past couple of weeks.
Granny: What exactly are you boys up to, anyway?
Leroy: Just a little landscaping.
Mr. Gold: Is this seat taken? You might want to run along. I need to chat to the Prince.
David: It's all right, Leroy. I got this. (Leroy leaves.) What do you want to chat about, Gold?
Mr. Gold: Regina. She helped jog Belle's memory.
David: That's good, then.
Mr. Gold: No, no. Wrong memories. She now thinks she's a scantily-clad barfly named Lacey. She has a false life. As you did, under the curse with Kathryn. Only hers apparently involves a lot more alcohol.
David: What do you want with me?
Mr. Gold: I want to know how you did it. Even when both your heads were filled with false memories, David Nolan still won Mary Margaret's heart.
David: You want me to help you?
Mr. Gold: Well, I'm certainly not here for the over-praised lasagne. (Granny turns around and looks to Mr. Gold.)
David: You got my wife to murder someone.
Mr. Gold: Someone who would have killed all of you. Look, if you don't want to help, that's fine. But if you do, for the first time ever, I'm gonna owe you a favour.
David: All right. When Regina cursed Mary Margaret and me, there was still a sliver of Snow and Charming, the real us, inside.
Mr. Gold: So how do I bring back the real Belle?
David: Show her the man she fell in love with.
SCENE: The Enchanted Forest. Past. Dark Castle. Rumplestiltskin sharpens the tools that he plans to kill the thief with.
Rumplestiltskin: I'll try not to be too loud. Can't promise the same courtesy from our prisoner. (He leaves the room.) Belle! (Enters the room again.) Where is he?
Belle: Gone. I let him go.
Rumplestiltskin: What? He was a thief.
Belle: Which doesn't give you the right to kill him.
Rumplestiltskin: It gives me every right. Oh, let me guess. You think he's a hero? Stealing from me for some noble cause? You read too many books, dearie! There. (He makes Belle's book disappear) Maybe that'll stop filling your head with poisonous thoughts!
Belle: I didn't free him because of what I read in my books. I saw good in him. That man only wanted to escape with his life.
Rumplestiltskin: Oh, is that what you thought? Our thief escaped with more than his life. (The place where the wand had been no longer holds it.) You were tricked, you foolish, gullible girl!
Belle: There must be an explanation. We don't know why he needed that wand.
Rumplestiltskin: He took the wand because he wanted magic! People who steal magic never have good intentions!
Belle: No! No! You can't tell what's in a person's heart until you truly know them.
Rumplestiltskin: Oh, we'll see what's in his heart, all right. When I shoot an arrow straight through it. And because I am a showman, it'll be with his bow. And because this is your fault, you get to come with me and watch, and know, as the blood drips from his carcass, it will be you and your rags to wipe it up.
SCENE: Storybrooke. Present. The Rabbit Hole. Belle is taking shots at the bar.
Keith: Another round for the lady. I've had my eye on you for a while.
Lacey: Thank you. Not my type. (David and Mr. Gold enter the Rabbit Hole. Mr. Gold observes Keith and Lacey from a distance.)
Mr. Gold: You might want to wait outside.
David: Yeah, yeah. Bad idea. (Keith walks away from the bar and from Lacey.) Come on. (Mr. Gold and David approach Lacey. Mr. Gold takes a seat beside Lacey.)
Lacey: Huh! Mr. Gold. You're... uh... you're back.
Mr. Gold: As are you.
Lacey: Well, what can I say? Love the ambiance. (Lacey takes a another drink from where glass, and turns around.) What the bloody hell is that? Let's get some Panama goin' on in here. (She turns back to Mr. Gold.) You- uh... You like Van Halen? You're a Hagar man, aren't you? Huh? (She leaves the bar.)
David: What are you doing?!
Mr. Gold: We have nothing in common.
David: That doesn't matter. You just... need a way in. Ask her out. Go on. (Mr. Gold approaches Lacey at the jukebox.)
Mr. Gold: Uh... Lacey?
Mr. Gold: Now that you're... back to your old self... Perhaps we could spend some time together.
Lacey: Like a date?
Mr. Gold: Yes, a date.
Lacey: Well, you do know that I'm not this 'Belle' that you're always talking about?
Mr. Gold: Yes, of course.
Lacey: I've heard about you, you know? People in town... They're afraid of you, Mr. Gold.
Mr. Gold: Don't let that deter you. Give me a chance, please.
Lacey: (She pauses in hesitation.) Okay. Tonight. Granny's. 8 o'clock. (Lacey exits, and David approaches Mr. Gold at the jukebox.)
David: Not bad, Don Juan.
Mr. Gold: Don Juan was nothing before he made his deal with me.
David: Regardless, you got her to go out with you. Congrats.
Mr. Gold: Indeed. Now I just need her to fall in love with me.
SCENE: Storybrooke. Present. Storybrooke Harbor. Emma is looking through the storybook as Regina approaches.
Regina: Reading up on Henry's father? Or maybe his grandfather. How long did you think you could keep that from me?
Emma: Well, I was going to tell you. But I was kinda busy trying to stop you and your mother from killing me and my entire family.
Regina: What is he doing here?
Emma: Neal? Relax. He just wants to spend a little time with his son.
Regina: Funny. He didn't seem to want to spend time with him the first 10 years of his life. But then again, neither did you.
Emma: You know what, Regina? How about instead of worrying about everyone else, you start focusing on trying to be the person Henry wants you to be, before you lose him for good?
Regina: For good? What does that mean?
Emma: Nothing. Unlike you, the rest of the world isn't always scheming to get what they want.
Regina: No. (With suspicion.) You're hiding something. Well, whatever it is, I can assure you of one thing. I'm going to find out. (Regina exits.)
SCENE: Storybrooke. Present. Granny's Diner. Mr. Gold and Lacey are on their date.
Mr. Gold: (Appearing to be fidgety, Mr. Gold drops his menu and chuckles.)
Lacey: (Giggles.) Are you- uh... Are you nervous, Mr. Gold?
Mr. Gold: No! No, of course not. I'm just... deciding what to have. (Granny approaches their table to take their order.)
Granny: (She notices Lacey's new look, from Belle to Lacey, and is shocked.) What the hell happened to you?! You raid the back of Ruby's closet?
Mr. Gold: Uh... Perhaps Lacey and I could order. Two burgers, two ice teas, please.
Lacey: Actually, I'm gonna go... Chicken parm and white wine. And make it the bottle.
Granny: Alrighty! Comin' right up! (She exits.)
Lacey: I've never really been much of a burger girl.
Mr. Gold: Well, whatever you want, you shall have.
Lacey: You know? You're- You're a classy guy, Mr. Gold. This is... not what I was expecting from you. Given all the... stuff people say about you.
Mr. Gold: Oh, that again! My reputation. What is it you hear?
Lacey: Oh, just that, you know, you're the most powerful man in town, and you got that power from being ruthless. And that when people cross you, they get... hurt. (Granny returns to the table with beverages.) Thank you. (To Granny.)
Mr. Gold: (He reaches for the wine bottle to pour.) I am simply a shop owner. And procure of difficult-to-find objects. (Finishes pouring Lacey's glass, and puts the bottle down. Lacey picks up the bottle and pours more wine into her glass.) People like to believe the worst in me, but Lacey, I would rather you believe the best.
Lacey: Well, I just don't get why people are scared of you. You know, I see a man who wouldn't hurt anyone.
Mr. Gold: (He appreciates Lacey's complement and smiles.) Thank you, Lacey. I really needed to hear that. Especially now.
Lacey: Well, you know what they say. You can't tell what's in a person's heart until you truly know them. (Mr. Gold appears dazed and accidentally tips over his ice tea.) Whoa! Did I say something wrong?
Mr. Gold: No! No, it's just that... I-I knew someone once who said exactly the same thing to me. Gosh, I'm so sorry. Your dress.
Lacey: A bit of water will take it right out. (She chuckles, then exits to clean herself off.)
Mr. Gold: (Mr. Gold appears to be content.)
SCENE: Enchanted Forest. Past. Rumplestiltskin's carriage. Rumplestilskin and Belle are travelling to find the thief.
Rumplestilskin: I'm losing track of him. This forest is too thick.
Belle: Maybe we should return home.
Rumplestilskin: What, and let the thief escape? What would people think if I spared the life of someone who stole from me?
Belle: That there's actually a man hiding behind the beast?
Rumplestilskin: There isn't.
Belle: Then why didn't you kill me when I freed the prisoner?
Rumplestilskin: Well, I would have. But good help these days is very really to find.
Belle: I think that you are not as dark as you want people to believe. I think that deep down, there's love in your heart. And for something more than power.
Rumplestilskin: You're right. There is something I love. (Belle leans in, intrigued.) My things! (Rumplestilskin halts the carriage.)
Belle: You really are as dark as people say.
Rumplestilskin: Darker, dearie. Much darker.
Man: Whoa. (Rumplestilskin and Belle exit the carriage.)
Sheriff of Nottingham: Uhh! (Sniffs) What are you doing in my woods?
Rumplestilskin: Pardon the intrusion, sheriff. Uh, I'm looking for a thief. He attacked me with this bow. Uh, I-I traced him as far as these woods, and then he vanished.
Sheriff of Nottingham: Yes, I know exactly who you're after. But I also know who you are, Rumplestiltskin.
Rumplestilskin: My reputation precedes me. Excellent.
Sheriff of Nottingham: Yes, as does your penchant for making deals. I'll tell you where you can find your thief... if you give me something in return.
Rumplestilskin: What do you want?
Sheriff of Nottingham: A night with your wench.
Rumplestilskin: She's not for sale.
Sheriff of Nottingham: (Laughs) You can't part with her for, say, an hour? 20 minutes?
Rumplestilskin: Let me think. Um... (Conjures the Sheriff's tongue out of his mouth, and into his hand. Giggles) I propose a new deal. I give you this back, and in return, you tell me everything you know about the man I am hunting. (Sheriff gagging) You ought to be more careful with your possessions. Do you agree to my terms? (Continues gagging) What was that? (Grunts) All right, I'll take that as a "yes" then.
Sheriff of Nottingham: Aah! Aah! (Gasping)
Rumplestilskin: Start talking.
Sheriff of Nottingham: The thief that you're after—I've been chasing him for years. He ruined me! He stole the woman I love and... made me the laughing stock of all of Nottingham.
Rumplestilskin: Where can I find him?
Sheriff of Nottingham: Well, the last I heard, he was hiding out in Sherwood Forest.
Rumplestilskin: And his name?
Sheriff of Nottingham: Robin Hood. He goes by "Robin Hood."
SCENE: Storybrooke. Present. Granny's Diner. Granny brings over Mr. Gold and Lacey's food, but Mr. Gold is still sitting alone at the table. Mr. Gold goes to check on Lacey, but she is not in the bathroom where she said she would be, so Mr. Gold goes out the backdoor of the Diner to look for Lacey.
SCENE: Enchanted Forest. Past. Rumplestilskin and Belle continue travelling to find the thief.
Belle: You, uh, you know it's still not too late to... to turn back. You know, I am not going to stand by and watch you kill a man.
Rumplestilskin: Well, you're welcome to sit if you like, but you are gonna watch. That's the whole point of our little expedition, remember? To see what your actions wrought. (Rumplestiltskin can see the thief from afar.) Found him.
Belle: Look, he's... he's waiting for someone. (A carriage comes bearing a sick woman.) That woman.
Rumplestilskin: That must be the one he stole from the sheriff.
Belle: She's sick. She's going to die.
Rumplestilskin: Yeah, and so is he.
Belle: Stop! (The thief uses the wand to heal the sick woman.) I'm right about him, about why he stole the wand. He did it so he could heal the woman he loves.
Rumplestilskin: He's still a thief.
Belle: And she would have died if he hadn't stolen your wand.
Rumplestilskin: And now he gets to die! And she can tell all of Sherwood Forest what happens when you cross Rumplestiltskin. There! (Magically places the lower half of her body into the soil.) That should give you a good view.
Belle: You don't have to do this. There's good in you. I was right about the thief, and I am right about you. Look, she's pregnant. You are not the kind of man to leave a child fatherless. (Exhales) No! (He shoots the arrow, but it hits the carriage.)
Robin Hood: We've been found. Marian, we must go.
Belle: What happened?
Rumplestilskin: I missed. (The thief and the woman get onto a horse, and ride off into the distance.) Get back to the carriage. I'm bored of this forest.
Belle: You're—you're not going after him?
Rumplestilskin: He's not worth the effort.
Belle: You spared his life.
Rumplestilskin: What? I did nothing of the sort.
Belle: That bow has magic in it. It never misses its target.
Rumplestilskin: Well, perhaps the magic just simply wore... off. (Belle hugs Rumplestilskin.)
Belle: Aren't you coming? (he picks up the quiver and follows it with a smile)
SCENE: Storybrooke. Present. Behind the Diner. Mr. Gold finds Lacey making out with Keith, and rips him away from her.
Mr. Gold: What the hell do you think you're doing?!
Keith: Wait, you two are here together?
Mr. Gold: Yes, we are.
Keith: I-I'm sorry. I-I-I didn't know.
Mr. Gold: Go! Now! (Keith runs away.) Are you—are you all right?
Lacey: Yeah, I'm--I'm fine.
Mr. Gold: Let's get you inside.
Lacey: No! Look, I said I'm fine, okay? I'm...
Mr. Gold: Whoa, whoa, whoa. You came out here because you wanted to be with him?
Mr. Gold: But I don't understand. Our date—I thought it was—it was going well.
Lacey: No. No, it—it wasn't.
Mr. Gold: What?
Lacey: It never was. The only reason I agreed to go out with you was because I was trying to be nice. But that's not me. That's... that's you.
Mr. Gold: But that's what you liked about me—the nice part of me, the—the good part.
Lacey: This is still about Belle, isn't it? Look, Mr. Gold, I'm sorry. She may have loved you. But I am not her. (Leaves)
Mr. Gold: No, you're not.
SCENE: Storybrooke. Present. David and Mary Margaret drop the dwarves and Tiny at Granny's Diner, while they drive off.
Leroy: Sure you don't wanna grab some grub with us? Tiny's buyin'.
Anton: I am?
Leroy: New guy always buys.
David: You guys go ahead. We're gonna... we're gonna head on home. See you tomorrow!
Anton: But I don't have any money. No, really. I don't even know what you guys do that. (Regina watches their car drive away, and when she touches the ground, their tire tracks light up, allowing her to trace them. She drives her car along the tire tracks, until they abruptly stop. She waves her hand, and the invisibility spell is gone, revealing all of the magic beans that have been planted.)
SCENE: Storybrooke. Present. Outside of The Rabbit Hole. Keith runs up to Mr. Gold.
Keith: M-mister—Mr. Gold, I'm... I'm so sorry about what happened back there. I... I-I didn't know that you two were still together.
Mr. Gold: We're not.
Keith: Oh. (Laughs) Oh, so we're good then, right? (Laughs) There's no hard feelings?
Mr. Gold: You know, I have tried so hard to be on my best behavior. But I guess there's no point now. (Summons Keith's tongue.) So no one can hear you scream. (Attacks him with his cane.)
SCENE: Enchanted Forest. Past. The Dark Castle.
Belle: Looks like you won't be needing that bow anymore.
Rumplestilskin: Actually, I think I'll hold onto it. You never know. Could come in handy someday.
Belle: Well, uh, if you don't need me for anything else, good night, Rumplestiltskin.
Rumplestilskin: No, wait. There is something else. (He takes her to a room in his castle that has thousands of books lining the walls.) Temper your excitement, dearie. This is merely another room for you to clean.
Belle: It's... it's beautiful. There's more books in here than I could read in a lifetime.
Rumplestilskin: Well, I hope you can clean faster than you can read.
Belle: Did you do all this for me?
Rumplestilskin: I better not see a single speck of dust gathering on any of these books. What are you smiling at? I'm serious.
Belle: You're not who I thought you were. And I'm glad.
SCENE: Storybrooke. Present. Mr. Gold beats Keith with his cane over and over again.
Mr. Gold: I should have done this to you a long time ago. (Lacey sees it.) Lacey.
Lacey: So it is true then, what they say about you.
Mr. Gold: Yes. It's all true.
Lacey: You are... you are not who I thought you were. (Chuckles) And I'm glad. You really are as dark as people say.
Mr. Gold: Darker, dearie. Much darker. (Continues beating Keith with his cane.)
SCENE: Storybrooke. Present. Blanchard Loft. Neal comes to the loft, with Henry asleep and over his shoulder.
Emma: What, did you tranquilize him?
Neal: I just gave him a couple bourbons. Kid's a real lightweight.
Emma: Sounds like you guys had a full day.
Neal: Spent most of it at the park. He's getting pretty good with those wooden swords. I guess that makes sense, considering where his family's from. What?
Emma: You ever thought about going back?
Neal: Back where?
Emma: Home. Where we're from.
Neal: Uh... I spend most of my life trying to forget that place. I didn't exactly have a fairy-tale childhood. You know what I mean. Why do you ask?
Emma: No reason.
Neal: August came by the park today. He and Henry seemed to really hit it off.
Emma: That is gonna take a while to get used to.
Neal: You know, I gotta say, he's actually a lot cooler as a kid. Steals less of my money.
Emma: He'd be way cooler if he could remember what he was trying to warn us about before he got...
Emma: "Storybrooke isn't safe?" Isn't safe from who?
Neal: Well, he always had a knack for being cryptic. (Inhales deeply) Don't worry about it. You'll figure it out. If there's one thing I know about you, you don't stop till you find what you're looking for.
SCENE: Storybrooke. Present. Greg waits for Tamara at the Storybrooke border.
Greg: Hey, beautiful. We all good?
Tamara: Better than good. Now should we unwrap the package?
Greg: You think he'll cooperate?
Tamara: Wouldn't worry about that. From what I know of him, I don't think he'll need much convincing to help us.
Greg: What makes you say that?
Tamara: Because if there's one person you can always count on to do your dirty work... (She opens trunk. Greg then flashes his light on Hook, who is bound and gagged.) it's a pirate.