SCENE: Land Without Magic. Past, October 24th, 2011, 8:15 A.M.. Phuket. August is in bed with a girl, sound asleep. He suddenly wakes up as if in pain, sits up and sees his leg turning into wood. He turns around.
August: (Speaking Thai.) Wake up. Wake up!
Isra: (Looks at the clock, then reluctantly at him.) It's only 8:15, go back to bed...
August: (Pointing at his leg.) Look at this. Right here. Isra, wake up! Help me!
Isra: (Gets up half way and looks at him.) August, it's early. I'm sleeping.
August: (Reaching out and touching his knee.) Look, don't you see it?
Isra: (Looking up.) I see your leg! Now please, be quiet...
August: I need to go to a hospital...
Isra: What the hell is wrong with you?
August: (Speaking English.) I'm turning into wood.
SCENE: Storybrooke. Present. Blanchard Loft. David brings a breakfast tray for Mary Margaret|.
Emma: Breakfast in bed? Seriously?
David: What happened has been really hard on Mary Margaret. The least we can do is make sure she's eating.
Emma: I think it's time to give the hot cocoa and the foot massages a rest. It's time to haul her ass out of bed and get her to move past this.
David: That's a little harsh, don't you think? She took Cora's life.
Henry: (Henry paces down the stairs.) Is everything okay?
Emma: Everything's fine, kid. Get your coat, we're gonna be late.
Henry: Bye, Gramps. (Henry leaves.)
Emma: I know you think that she needs our help. But at the end of the day, she's the only one who can help herself. (Emma leaves and Mary Margaret pops up from behind the island in the kitchen.)
Mary Margaret: Good morning.
David: Hey. Morning. I made you some eggs. But if you're craving something else, we can go to Granny's. Unless you have other plans?
Mary Margaret: I thought I'd head out to the woods, actually. I need to think things through.
David: Let me come with you.
Mary Margaret: David, I need to do this alone. And you have things to do. I know you've been looking forward to working in the bean fields.
David: Yeah. Yeah, Anton says we might have a crop soon. And once we do, we can go home. And none of what happened will matter. It will all be in the past.
Mary Margaret: I used Regina to kill her own mother. I don't think going back will erase that.
David: Mary Margaret...
Mary Margaret: Please. Give me time.
SCENE: Storybrooke. Present. Henry and Emma enter Granny's Bed and Breakfast where Neal is waiting for them. Henry shows Neal his storybook.
Neal: Hey, buddy. How are you?
Henry: I'm good. I brought this. I thought you could tell me what it was really like over there.
Neal: Sounds great. I tell you what, why don't you run into the diner, get us three hot cocoas and we'll dive in. (Henry leaves.)
Emma: I'm gonna have to take a rain check on that. I need to get down to the station to take care of some things.
Neal: Can it wait? There's a couple of things I wanna talk to you about. Tamara went to my place to get some of her stuff.
Emma: Okay...
Neal: Well, her bags were in the storage room, but Hook wasn't.
Emma: Lucky.
Neal: Yeah, but now he's out there.
Emma: I'm not sure how much more trouble he can cause anyway.
Neal: The second thing I wanna talk to you about is, the reason Tamara was getting her stuff is that she's on her way here.
Emma: Here? As in Storybrooke?
Neal: Yeah. She should be here at Granny's any minute now.
Emma: What are you thinking?
Neal: What do you mean?
Emma: I mean, what are you gonna tell her when she sees a giant or a werewolf run past her down Main Street? Between Greg Mendell, our food-obsessed tourist, and now your fiancée, this town is turning into a theme park.
Neal: Maybe I didn't think it all the way through. I'm sorry. I just... I need her. I'm sorry, I didn't mean it to...
Emma: You don't need to apologise to me. I'm not the one you're lying to.
Neal: Who's lying?
Emma: Does she know who you really are and where you're really from? Take my advice, don't let her find out on her own. Tell her the truth. Tell her everything.
Neal: (Neal's phone rings.) That's her. She's 10 minutes away. Why don't you stay and get to know her?
Emma: I really should be going.
Neal: I know, but we're all connected. Now, it might be nice for you two to talk. Just stay and say hello. She's bringing bagels.
SCENE: Storybrooke. Present. In the woods of Storybrooke, Mary Margaret is practicing her archery while listening to rock music. She hears a sound in the distance. She follows it to an old trailer.
Mary Margaret: Anyone in here?
August: Just me.
Mary Margaret: August?
SCENE: Land Without Magic. Past, October 2011. Hong Kong. August sits in a hospital in Hong Kong, waiting for his leg to be inspected.
Orderly: August W. Booth?
Doctor: (August shows his leg to the doctor. Through the doctor's eyes his leg looks perfectly normal.) I don't see anything.
August: My leg is turning into wood.
Doctor: I think you should go.
August: Wait, wait. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. I'll prove it to you. (He stabs his leg with a scalpel.)
Doctor: No! Stop! Aah! (Speaking Cantonese.) Orderlies! Restrain him! Take him to psych! (The orderlies chase August through the hospital.) Wait! Get back here! Hey! Get back! (He is taken into a restroom by a man.)
August: Who are you?
Quon: Someone who can help. I heard you yelling about your situation. And I work with a man who fixes those kinds of problems.
August: What kind of problems?
Quon: The kind most people just dismiss. For the right price, he can cure anything.
August: Who is he?
Quon: They call him The Dragon.
SCENE: Storybrooke. Present. August's trailer.
Mary Margaret: But the curse broke.
August: Not for me. When it lifted, I could move again. But I stayed like this. This is my own punishment. Not the Queen's. I did this to myself.
Mary Margaret: August, I'm so sorry. But you don't have to hide. There are people in Storybrooke who care about you. Emma, your father...
August: How is he? My papa?
Mary Margaret: He misses you.
August: I know. But I can't let him see me like this. Or Emma.
Mary Margaret: Please reconsider. They could all use you back. There's been a lot going on. Henry's father returned. Emma found him.
August: Wait, Emma and Neal? They're back together again?
Mary Margaret: Uh... Uh, no. Actually, he's engaged to someone he met in New York.
August: I was hoping... That's my problem. Hoping. Hoping that things can still work out. Hoping that I can find redemption for the mistakes that I've made. But maybe some things you just don't come back from.
Mary Margaret: No matter what you've done, you deserve a second chance.
August: That's easy for you to say. You've never had to worry about forgiveness and redemption. You've never needed it.
Mary Margaret: August, it's time to stop feeling sorry for yourself. Come back to town with me, we'll find Marco...
August: You expect me to face him like this? A wood pile of failure?
Mary Margaret: Don't say that!
August: You wanna help me? Leave. And don't tell anyone you saw me.
SCENE: Storybrooke. Present. Granny's Bed and Breakfast. Tamara has reached Storybrooke and is now visiting with Neal, Emma and Henry.
Henry: So, how did you guys meet?
Tamara: Um... Well, I was super late to work, rushing like crazy, guzzling my giant coffee, when this guy crashed into me. Hot coffee soaked my blouse. There was no time to change, so Neal gave me his scarf to hide the stains. And he said I could keep it or call him if I wanted to return it. I decided to call and, well, we've been together ever since.
Emma: Sounds like fate. I've gotta drop Henry off with his grandpa. Thanks for the bagel.
Henry: It was nice meeting you, Tamara.
Tamara: You, too.
Neal: Here you go, man. (Neal wants to give Henry his book back.)
Henry: Why don't you hold on to that?
Neal: Okay. See you.
Henry: See you later. (Henry and Emma leave.)
Tamara: Henry seems like a really great kid.
Neal: Yeah.
Tamara: He has your spirit.
Neal: You think?
Tamara: Yeah.
Neal: There's something I need to tell you. Here's the thing. I'm not from here. I'm from a place called the Enchanted Forest. I'm being serious. (Grabs the book) Here. Go ahead.
Tamara: (Tamara looks into the book.) These are fairy tales.
Neal: And they're real, all right? They're more than real. They're history. They're my history. See this litlle boy? (Points to a picture of Baelfire.) That's me.
Tamara: What the hell are you doing?
Neal: I'm trying to be honest with you.
Tamara: (Tamara closes the book and stands up.) If you wanted to be honest, you would tell me what this is really about. Cute blonde who was just here? Mother of your child?
Neal: Emma?
Tamara: I'm not a fool, Neal. I saw the way you two look at each other.
Neal: It's not like that.
Tamara: I think it is. I think it's why you wanted to hide under the table when Henry asked how we met. You didn't want her to hear the story. If you want to be with her, Neal, you could've told me instead of making up crap to force me away.
Neal: I don't want to force you away.
Tamara: Here's the thing, Neal. When you're ready to be honest with me about yourself and your feelings, then come find me. (She leaves.)
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