- Regina Mills: Peter Pan? What happened to you? What happened to this land?
- Peter Pan: My son happened. He never forgives, and he never forgets. Guess neither of us grew up.
- Regina Mills: We don't negotiate with villains. We kick ass and protect the people we love.
- Henry Mills: That would actually make a pretty good family motto.
- Henry Mills: Look, it's a long and complicated story, but basically, in another land, I am the True Author. Now, I need my pen, so whatever test you have to put me through to figure that out, do it.
- The Apprentice: As you wish.
- [Touches Henry, sees flashes of his life]
- The Apprentice: That is indeed a complicated story. The timelines alone would make one's head spin.
- Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones: Sounds like this Rumplestiltskin is even more dangerous than the last, if he got the better of you.
- Weaver: Ah, his victory is temporary. My revenge won't be.
- Regina Mills: *Our* revenge. You're not the only one he hurt today.
- Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones: To revenge, then. A companion we all know far too well.
- Mr. Gold: Can we get to the solution you promised? Because all I see is a cave where booze goes to perish.
- Regina Mills: Cruella De Vil. Well, I thought you were above being Rumple's lapdog.
- Cruella De Vil: I'm not anyone's anything. I was just promised a couple of new furs for a fun evening of killing whoever came knocking at the door.
- [Spots Henry]
- Cruella De Vil: Oh, then again, perhaps we can strike a bargain for you to be my chew toy. Fancy a little, uh, scratch behind the ear, darling?
- Henry Mills: Twisted's not really my type.
- Cruella De Vil: Your loss.
- Mr. Gold: You see, you made a miscalculation bringing me here. It did remind me of my weakness, but not because of that hammer. Because of you. You see, without Belle, you are just a pathetic beast who needs to be put out of his misery.
- The Apprentice: Every story an Author has ever written lives in his heart. You have done good work - could use a little more romance, perhaps, but maybe in your next book.
- Henry Mills: What happened? Where are my family? What did you do to them?
- Rumpelstiltskin: Well, I sent them back to my home. In the Wish Realm.
- Henry Mills: Your son took my family. I need to know where they are.
- Peter Pan: Your guess is as good as mine. But I recommend you abandon all hope of finding them and leave. Because while good things come into my son's castle... they never come out.
- [Henry visits Cruella, who is held in a cage]
- Cruella De Vil: Finally. It's filthy in here, and Dalmatian is a bitch to clean.
- Henry Mills: Try a dry cleaners.
- Mr. Gold: I've been trying to rid myself of my copy of the dagger for quite some time now. And every time I try to do it the right way, by giving it to someone pure, it's always a burden. A corrupting force. And foisting that onto an innocent? Well, that can never be right.
- Rumpelstiltskin: Indeed. That is a sticky wicket.
- Mr. Gold: But you - you *want* the darkness. Giving it to you, I'm not spreading it, I'm not burdening anyone. I think the real loophole I've been looking for all this time... is you.
- Rumpelstiltskin: So... you want to make a deal and give me the dagger now. What could possibly have changed?
- Mr. Gold: Well, I finally realized, the one enemy I can never defeat... is myself.
- Naveen: It's a crazy thing, isn't it? Remembering who you really are?
- Tiana: But that is just it. I don't know who I am. I mean, yesterday, I was Sabine, and all I had to worry about was the price of butter. And then the curse breaks, and now I'm Tiana, and... I was a... I mean, I was...
- Naveen: A queen. It's OK to say it.
- Tiana: Well, I sure don't feel like one. A real queen would be out there helping her people, and I'm hiding in here, stress baking. I mean, I was cursed a really long time. Maybe I just... forgot how to be Tiana.
- Naveen: Hey. Hey, hey. Come on. Did you forget yesterday? You can call yourself Sabine, or Tiana, or anything you want, but the woman who risked her life for me, that was a queen. 'twas my queen.
- Tiana: You always did have a way with words, Prince Naveen.
- [in exchange for Henry's family, Rumplestiltskin has asked Henry to get him Mr. Gold's dagger]
- Henry Mills: What makes you think I can get it? That I would get it?
- Rumpelstiltskin: I think we both know the answer to that, dearie. You're motivated. I prey on desperate souls, remember? And right now, with your family gone, that soul... is you.
- Mr. Gold: [looking around his old home] We really do hate this place.
- Rumpelstiltskin: Bane of our existence, dearie. And yet, after everything we've been through to escape it, all you want to do is give up our power and drag us right back. Might as well hobble both our legs this time.