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Previously on Once Upon A Time...

My parents... they had a problem with magic.

Would there be someone who could help them

with that kind of a thing?

There is one man a very powerful wizard.

Want to find who wrote this book and ask them

to write me a happy ending.

It'll be our own secret mission.

I've hunted you a long time, my old crocodile.

I know that that dagger you gave Belle was a fake.

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Show yourself, dark one.

You... Are not... the sorcerer.

No.

I am his apprentice.

And you are not the first dark one I have faced.

You don't want to know what you'll unleash

if you open that box.

Then the sorcerer

should not have put his faith in someone like you.

Fortunately, Zoso...

I am not the only thing he puts his faith in.

An enchantment!

Cast by the sorcerer himself.

And no one who has succumbed to the darkness in their heart

can ever break it.

Now be gone.

Every dark one has tried,

but no dark one will ever possess what is in that box.

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You sure you're okay with this?

No, but I want you to be happy.

The snow queen turn up? Did I miss the search party?

Oh, n-nothing to miss.

There's no sign of that ice witch yet.

That's all right, Swan. You'll find her.

Yeah, I know. Uh, that's not why I'm here.

Then why are you here?

Well, I thought about

what you said last night about being a survivor,

and you're right. It's like I said, love, you don't have to worry about me.

Good, 'cause I'm here to ask you out.

To dinner or something.

Shouldn't I be the one asking you out?

Should have known you'd be old-fashioned,

given your age... what are you, like 300?

Curses and Neverland may have given me experience.

But as you can see, I've retained my youthful glow.

I happily accept on one condition...

you let me plan the evening.

I know how to plan a date.

You know how to chase a monster.

I know how to plan an evening out.

Well, I don't pillage and plunder on the first date,

just so you know.

Well, that's because you haven't been out with me yet.

See you tonight.

What the hell?

Making yourself at home, are we?

I'm here to make another deal.

Not interested.

Oh, you will be, unless you want Belle

to learn the truth about your precious dagger.

Tread carefully.

I might just take your other hand.

It's funny you say that

'cause my hand is exactly what I'm here about.

You kept it all of these years?

Only to remind myself

I should have finished the job when I had the chance.

Can you reattach it?

Indeed. But the question is, why?

I've got a date with Emma.

Should things go well and she wants me to hold her,

I want to use both hands.

Oh, I see blackmail brings out the romantic in you.

But this hand may bring out the worst.

What the devil does that mean?

This hand belonged to the man you used to be...

cunning, selfish pirate.

If I reunite this with your body,

there's no telling what influence it could have on you.

Sorry, dark one.

I'm not gonna fall for your tricks today.

Nothing can change me back.

Now give me my hand,

or Belle finds out exactly who she's married to,

because unlike me...

You haven't changed one bit...

Crocodile.

Very well.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

From the first and second curses.

If Anna was ever in Storybrooke,

we'll find some trace of her here.

Your curses are very... thorough.

That's just "a" through "e."

Here are the rest of them.

Okay. I want honest opinions. What do we think?

Wow. What your mother said.

Is that just the corset? Where's the rest of it?

This is the rest of it.

Someone's sister is going on a very big date tonight!

Let's not oversell...

Wow, I really need to get my own place.

Cut your mother some slack.

It's not like we got to send you to a ball.

You sure you guys don't want help?

Maybe I can get hook to stay in for the night.

My sister put her wedding on hold because of me.

I don't want anyone else

to stop living their lives on my account.

Here we go.

Okay.

Uh...

You look stunning, Swan.

You... Look...

I know.

Now that I'm settling into this world,

I finally thought it was time to dress the part.

Wow, you really went all out.

Uh, Emma...

Is that...

Mine? Yeah.

The dark one kindly restored what he once took from me.

It seems he has indeed changed his ways.

So, what do I call you now... "captain hand"?

- "Killian" will do. - Okay, Killian.

We should get out of here before David

decides to give you his overprotective-dad speech.

Well, you can spare yourself the trouble, mate.

I assure you, your daughter couldn't be in better hands.

That's exactly what worries me,

especially now that you have two of them.

I can take care of myself.

- You sure you don't want me to drive? - Goodbye.

I wasn't too hard on him, was I?

You should have seen me when Kristoff started dating Anna.

It's the only time in my entire life

that I've ever made someone sweat.

Speaking of which,

let's see if we can figure out what happened to your sister.

Rumplestiltskin? Are you here?

The door was open.

End of the hall, first door on your right.

Come on in, dearie.

My name is Joan.

I was hoping you could help me.

Is there something wrong with your skin?

Not that it looks like anything's wrong with your skin.

You know, I have a cream...

your name isn't Joan.

You see, uh, names are my stock and trade, dearie,

and yours is... Anna of Arendelle.

No need to keep secrets from me.

I know more about you... than you think.

So you know why I'm here?

You want to know

why your parents ventured into this strange land.

My sister thinks it was because of her,

but I know she's wrong.

Can you help me?

As it happens,

your parents paid me a visit on their journey.

It would seem when one needs answers,

I'm the place to go.

What answers did they seek?

Well, I can't just tell you, dearie.

You see, aside from names,

I also have a penchant for making deals.

A deal? Sure, I'll make a deal.

I'll do whatever it takes to help my sister.

Whatever it takes?

Oh, I love it when they say that.

At the foot of the dark mountains

lives a very old man... prickly sort,

probably eats children for breakfast.

I want you to put this in his tea.

What will it do to him?

Sorry, dearie. That's not part of our agreement.

Oh, speaking of which...

our contract.

Sign here,

and I shall tell you why your parents came to see me.

Do we have a deal?

Can I help you?

Yes... uh, maybe. I-I-I mean...

Can I come in?

I just put a kettle on the fire.

Join me for tea and biscuits.

Biscuits.

You mean you don't eat children?

Is that what they're saying about me these days?

Yes.

No! Well...

Sorry.

So, what brings you so deep into the woods

to the home of an alleged devourer of children?

I'm on a quest to help my sister,

but I seem to have gotten myself a little bit turned around.

Well, you're welcome to stay as long as you wish.

I assure you, the biscuits are delicious,

and they are made with flour.

Do you take sugar?

Well, Swan, what do you think?

I like that it's not granny's.

I've only seen you go on one date,

and that was with a flying monkey.

Thought I had to top that.

He set the bar pretty high. He proposed that night.

He also tried to kill you.

Right. There's that.

Shall I order us some drinks?

Not tonight.

Why, love?

You a bit worried you'll find me even more irresistible

- after a few libations? - No.

I want to stay sober tonight

just in case the snow queen decides to crash our date.

You still think

her being here has something to do with you.

I don't think it. I know it.

There was a puddle next to my car this afternoon.

A puddle? What does that prove?

Look, Swan.

I didn't bring you here to worry about the snow queen.

I brought you here to show you a good time.

Oh, bloody hell. What's the sheriff doing here?

- Sorry. - Thank you.

- Oh! - Oh, my God. Are you all right, mate?

- Really? There you go. - Take your glass there, mate.

Apologize to the lady, mate.

Killian, look, it's okay.

You.

You're the thief that took off from the ice-cream shop.

Nope.

Not gonna do it. We are on a date.

And I am not gonna let some petty fairy-tale thief ruin it.

And there's an ice wall around the town...

He can't get away.

I'll find him, but he is not gonna ruin this night.

Killian?

Hey. Look.

It's okay. It was just a glass of wine.

Sorry, love.

I, uh, don't know what got into me.

Eye of newt? Dragon scale?

Adder's fork? Lizard's maw?

Careful, Henry,

unless you want to spend your teenage years as a toad.

So, which one of these is gonna unfreeze Marian?

None of them.

I don't think I have anything powerful enough

to counteract the snow queen's magic.

Is it because Robin Hood still loves you?

Who told you that?

No one.

But I know how this stuff works.

I know that true love's kiss didn't work on Marian

because he still loves you.

But isn't that a good thing?

Shouldn't you be happy?

In this case, Henry,

I'm afraid this may be something

you're just too young to understand.

Well...

Not bad.

You actually managed to make me forget

that Storybrooke was under siege from an evil snow queen.

I was worried

that our run-in with that thief might have cast a pall.

I apologize for overreacting.

Hey.

It's okay.

You want to come in and have coffee

with my parents, a newborn, and a human ice maker?

I really need my own place.

I suppose we'll just have to wait till next time.

Next time? I don't remember asking.

That's 'cause it's my turn.

Will you go out with me again?

Okay.

Good night, Killian.

Good night.

So, how was it?

You guys are still awake.

We want to hear everything about the date.

Just for the record,

some of us don't want to hear everything.

How was the restaurant? Did you go anywhere after?

Was there a good-night kiss? That, for instance,

is one of the things I don't want to know about.

I really need to get my own place.

Good night, guys.

She seems happy.

I guess he really has changed.

I can hear you guys.

Oh. We'll see about that, won't we?

Bloody hell.

That's what I say.

- You. - I've been a pirate long enough

to know there's nothing worth stealing in there.

That's what you think.

You're drunk, mate. Go home.

Get off me, man.

What the hell, mate?

You tell anyone about this, you're a dead man.

Bloody crocodile was right.

So, you poured it in the tea?

Just as you asked.

- And he drank it? - Every last drop.

Good! Then he'll live!

So, now can you tell me why my parents came...

wait, what?

What do you mean, "live"?

He'll live because he drank the antidote you gave him.

Antidote? To what?

Uh, poison.

I thought it was poison.

No! The poison's what he drank yesterday!

What you had was the cure for that.

I didn't give it to him.

Well, why not?

We had a deal.

We need more antidote.

We have to go back to the cottage.

- We have to help him. - Well...

I'm afraid it's far too late for that, dearie.

You should have listened to me when you had the chance.

He's got to be here somewhere.

Careful you don't step on it!

We have to find him. You have to change him back.

Oh, but I can't, dearie.

Why?

Because I don't want to.

He was protecting something that I need.

You were the one who poisoned him.

Then why did you send me there with an antidote

if you wanted to turn him into a mouse?

It was never about him. It was always about you.

It was all a test?

And one you performed admirably.

You see, he's but the first line of defense.

And what he protects is also guarded by an enchantment...

a spell that can only be broken

by someone who has been tempted by their inner darkness

and turned away from it, someone just like you.

I knew you wouldn't do it.

I knew you'd see the best in the old man.

I never faced my inner darkness.

- What? - As soon as I met the old man,

I knew what I had to do.

I could never hurt someone to get what I want.

Elsa wouldn't want me to.

So I was never even tempted

by that inner darkness you speak of.

In fact, I don't even think I have one.

I'm, unlike you, nice.

Well, then, dearie, I hope you're gonna enjoy

spending the rest of your life locked up in my tower.

It was part of our deal.

But I have to get back to Elsa.

Then you should never have left home in the first place.

Imagine the guilt she will feel

when you don't return home from your journey...

a journey you only took because of her.

She will finally become that monster

everyone fears she is.

I suppose the wedding's off.

No!

Rip it up.

Rip up the contract now!

Well, I can't do that, dearie.

No, I'm afraid the only way for you to escape your fate

is by killing... Me.

And we both know...

You're just... Too...

Nice.

Do it.

Go on.

Right through me.

Do it.

Do it.

Do it!

Do it!

Do it!

You may never have considered dosing the old man...

but you just thought about killing me.

And now I have exactly what I need...

the tear of someone who has faced their inner darkness

and turned away.

The love for your sister was all I needed.

I should have known.

I should have known the moment I met you...

you're a monster.

You take the most precious thing in this world...

Love...

and turn it into a weapon.

Love is a weapon, dearie.

Always has been.

It's just...

So few people know how to wield it.

- You were right. - Get out.

I don't want this infernal hand anymore.

It's taken possession of me.

You should have heeded my warning when I offered it.

I can't control it. Remove the damned thing

before it makes me do something you'll regret.

- Was that a threat? - Aye, mate.

Take it back, or Belle learns that the dagger she has

is as fake as your new disposition.

Oh, is it?

- Is it what? - Fake.

Well, you wouldn't have given me the hand if it weren't.

After you extracted that price,

I switched the real dagger back.

No, you're lying.

Am I?

Seems you've lost that leverage you once had.

So if you want to part ways with that hand

and get this back,

there's only one way I'll help.

Damn.

What do you want?

All in due time.

And you think I'm daft enough

to agree to that without knowing the terms?

I'll find another way to rid myself of this damned hand.

I'm afraid that's easier said than done.

You see, my magic put that hand on,

and only my magic can take it off.

Aah!

You'd think you'd have learned

the first time you buried that hook in me...

it never sticks.

That wasn't me.

You're losing control, dearie.

Next time, you might do something

to someone who can't be so easily fixed.

You have a deal. I'll do whatever it takes.

Oh, I do love it when they say that.

Meet me at the docks tomorrow morning, captain.

We have work to do.

That was "left of the dial" by the replacements

coming to you here on w-o-l-f 98,

home of the original party animals.

Current temps in the Storybrooke Metro area

are 70s in midtown, dropping to low 30s out by the ice wall.

Ain't it always something at the town line?

But don't sweat it, not that you can.

Wherever you are, chill out with us...

as we head into another five in a row,

brought to you by granny's diner.

Granny's diner... it's better than you remember.

All right, we've got a request here from Mr. rip van winkle,

who is looking for something classic to wake up to.

- Well, the doctor is in. - I knew it.

Why the hell are you following me?!

Hey! Stop!

What the hell?

Now's not a great time.

Emma, I need you to come down to the library.

We have a situation.

Good morning, captain.

Well...

I trust you're ready.

I'm ready to pay the price and get this over with.

Good.

What are we gonna do with that?

This is gonna help me find an old friend.

After you.

I helped you get what you want,

so give me what you promised.

Tell me about my parents.

Well, dearie, the king and queen of Arendelle

landed on my doorstep with an itsy-bitsy problem...

your sister.

They wanted something to take away her powers...

Forever.

My parents loved Elsa.

Sounded more to me like they feared her.

It's a thin line and, oh, so easy to cross.

You must have known.

They always wished she had been born a little bit more...

Normal.

Did they find what they were looking for?

I'm afraid not.

No one could lay their hands on that kind of magic...

Until now.

So, that's what the box does.

Not the box, what's inside...

a hat,

crafted thousands of years ago by a sorcerer for one purpose...

to steal magical power...

and guarded all these years by his apprentice.

What are you going to do with it?

When the hat has collected all its ill-gotten power

and is fully charged, I will be unstoppable.

I thought the dark one was already unstoppable.

There are limits, however small.

No. You can't.

That mouse... that apprentice...

he dedicated his life

to keeping it out of the hands of people like you.

Too bad he's not here to stop me.

What if he is?

Aah!

Aah!

Don't come any closer!

Wait...

You're not coming any closer just because I told you not to?

I get it.

As long as I have this wavy knife,

you have to do as I say, don't you?

Yes.

That's how it works.

Is that one of the limits you spoke of?

Is that why you want the hat...

to free yourself from the control of this dagger?

Answer me. To be free of the control and to keep my power.

Yes.

Yeah, I can't let you walk out of here with that.

So, please, give me the box.

Remember, dearie,

you can't keep hold of that dagger forever,

and you don't want to be

on the other end of it when I get it back.

Then I command you send me and this box home to Arendelle.

If I must.

Wait. And, also, you can never hurt me.

Or my sister.

And you have to turn the mouse back into a man.

Okay.

Now I'm ready.

To whom is our bristled guide leading us?

Someone who wronged me long ago.

And today, he's going to pay the price.

Hello, old friend.

Captain, please see our host a seat.

You have it.

Don't tell me you doubted me.

Every dark one tries. Every one fails.

Might be time to update the motto.

You may have the hat, but we both know

you will never collect enough power to do what you want.

Oh, I will.

But, alas, you won't be there to see it.

No!

Where the hell did he go?

Exactly where I need him.

Come on.

Just one?

Sven, stop pouting.

You love carrots. What is wrong with you?

Think maybe he missed me?

Hmm?

Oh!

Not nearly as much as I did.

Not now, Sven.

What is it?

I took a bath this morning, I swear.

No. No, you smell wonderful.

It's just...

my mission didn't go as planned.

So they did leave because of Elsa?

They got on that ship because they were afraid of her.

They wanted to change her.

They were looking for a way to take away her powers...

With this.

That is...

Horrible? Terrible?

The worst news you've ever heard,

and the world might as well end right now?

I was gonna say "bad,"

but, yeah, what... what you said.

What are you gonna tell her?

I...

I don't know.

Okay. We're done.

I've fulfilled our deal. Now take it off.

Our deal actually isn't complete.

I say it is.

You can no longer control me, mate.

I just saw you use the real dagger,

so I know you're lying to Belle.

You've got nothing on me.

Security tape...

from the house we just left.

How do you think miss Swan is gonna react

when she finds out what you did to that kindly old man?

I know how that device works. And if I'm on there, so are you.

And now I'm not.

But you are.

I only did what you asked

so I could rid myself of that cursed hand

so I could become a better man.

Emma will understand that.

Even when she finds out the truth?

What truth?

This hand isn't cursed.

No, you said...

You were right.

Dark one lies. Dark one tricks.

This hand is nothing but a lump of flesh.

The only thing it did was give you permission,

permission to be the man you really are...

not some puppy dog chasing after

the object of his affection, but a ruthless pirate

who will stop at nothing to get what he wants.

I did you a favor.

I helped you remember the darkness that lies beneath.

Then you know that that darkness

will have no problem crushing Belle's heart.

If you go after my love...

You will surely lose yours.

You threatened my marriage,

tried to destroy the only light in my life,

and for that,

you will owe me as long as you live.

What if I'm willing to take you down with me?

I think...

I know you better than you know yourself, dearie.

So here we are, captain, still in business together.

I think...

You and I are gonna have some fun.

Oh, bloody hell.

Good morning, sunshine.

Want to tell me why you broke into the library last night?

The what?

Oh, that's what that place was?

I just thought it was a poorly stocked pub.

Okay, I get it... every town needs a village idiot,

but your little stunt pulled me away from

an important investigation and interrupted my night off.

Start talking.

The last thing I remember is running away from you,

and then I celebrated my escape with a nice bottle of whiskey.

Did you celebrate with all your friends...

Alice and the white rabbit?

This was on you in the library.

This was in your pocket.

Mean anything to you?

Nope. Doesn't mean a thing.

How about your eye?

You get a look at whoever gave you that shiner?

Now, that is an interesting question, isn't it?

Where were you?

Sorry, love. I just got your message. I...

it's okay. I just need another minute here.

You were about to tell me who did that to your face.

It's a bloody mystery to me.

Your guess is as good as mine.

Must have been some party, eh?

Well, if you remember anything,

I'll know where to find you.

You're just gonna keep me in here

because I broke into a bloody library?

Because you crashed my date.

Which turned out pretty good,

despite the rude interruption.

What the hell happened to your hand?

It appears the dark one's magic

wasn't all I'd hoped it would be.

Emma, there's something I need to talk to you about.

Well, make it fast.

I want to go after the snow queen

before the trail gets... cold.

The name the snow queen's

been using in Storybrooke, Sarah Fisher,

that name doesn't appear anywhere in the census records.

- What does that mean? - You're right...

She didn't come here by any curse.

Then how did she get here?

What the hell does she want with me?

Mom.

How's it going?

No progress yet.

Look, I know I might not understand

everything that's going on with you and Robin Hood,

but there is one thing I understand

better than anyone else... operation mongoose.

The storybook?

We're gonna find the author,

make him change it.

I think I figured out

who has all the answers we're looking for.

Who?

- My grandpa. - David?

My other grandpa, Mr. Gold.

Everyone knows Rumplestiltskin doesn't get a happy ending,

but look at him now.

He just married Belle.

He must have figured out how to change his story,

which means he might know who wrote the book.

And I'm the last person he'd ever share that with.

That's why I'm gonna find out for you.

How?

By going undercover.

A job?

You know, after school and weekends.

Now that my father's gone,

I realized that you're the closest thing I've got to him,

but I-if you don't want me around...

No, well...

All right.

A few days a week. But, uh...

stay out of the back room,

and don't touch anything without asking.

You can be my apprentice.

What does an apprentice do?

Many, many things.

First, you can start by sweeping the floor.

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