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Previously on Once Upon A Time...

Soon I will have what I want. A family that loves me.

Sometimes, ordinary objects

can come to possess their own special kind of magic.

I'm ready to make that deal. I want my ribbons back.

I'm no longer convinced you have anything I want.

You want what all villains want.

Everything.

Every dark one tries.

Every one fails.

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

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

If you truly want to save Marian...

You're gonna have to forget about me.

You were planning to use this to strip away her magic.

No, that's not why I had it.

The family that you think you have...

They may love you...

Keep your distance. I don't want to hurt anyone.

- But they also fear you. - Let me go!

Emma!

Did you find her?

No. We looked everywhere.

She doesn't want to be found.

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I know who you are.

And I can be of no help to you.

No, of course not.

You're an errand boy long past his prime.

I wish to speak to the one you work for.

There are many who desire an audience with the sorcerer,

but he speaks only through his apprentice.

Then tell him, apprentice,

I wish to make a deal.

The sorcerer does not make petty deals,

especially with those who have succumbed to the darkness...

Like you.

I think in this case, he might make a small exception.

We'll see.

I have his hat.

You have no idea

the forces you are dealing with.

Hmm.

Tell me where it is.

Oh. No.

Did you think that I was foolish enough

to bring it with me?

The hat is hidden far away.

And unless he gives me what I want,

the sorcerer will never see his hat again.

And what is it that you so desire?

Happiness.

The kind I haven't known in a long time...

since I was a little girl,

running in a field with my sisters,

chasing a kite.

Our love made us strong.

Until it didn't.

My sisters could never accept who I was

because they were... ordinary.

I want two new sisters, born with magic, like me.

My niece, Elsa, will be joining me.

We need a third magical sister...

a perfect match.

A match like that

will be extremely hard to come by.

It could take time.

Tell the sorcerer I am a very patient woman.

I am willing to wait as long as it takes

to find a perfect sister.

Okay.

Okay, come on. Calm down.

Mom?

Henry, what are you doing here?

I've been out all night looking for you.

- Everyone has. - I told them all to stay away.

I can't control my powers right now.

Listen, don't worry about me.

I'm gonna find a way to fix this,

but until I do...

- You got to go. - No.

You always think that pulling away from people

will fix your problems, but it never does.

I can help you.

Henry, just wait. I...

Henry!

Henry, are you okay?

You okay?

Yeah, I'm... I'm fine.

Is that a cut? Henry, what did I do?

I-it's fine. I'm okay.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

Mom.

Stop! Please, don't come any closer.

I love you, kid, but you got to go.

Just go!

I know exactly how you feel...

Seeing the fear in his eyes.

You are out of control.

But, Emma, you're not going to hurt me.

Nor should you. I'm on your side.

Just leave me the hell alone.

You can run, but it won't help.

The only way this ends

is you embracing who you are.

If it means hurting people I love,

no, thanks.

Mm, good morning.

Well, look who's finally woken up.

I apologize, but, uh,

that was the best...

Sleep I've had in a very long time.

How would you like to come back to my camp...

And let me cook you breakfast?

Ohh, that sounds lovely,

but we both know we can't do that.

Yeah, you're probably right.

Little John is a bit of a gossip.

There it is.

There's that elusive but satisfying smile

I think about every time I close my eyes.

This makes me wonder why

we didn't do this a few decades ago.

I think you were suffering from a bit of heartbreak

and a touch of self-loathing.

And I was just some drunk in a bar with a tattoo.

Who tinker bell said I was destined to be with.

I should have listened to that stupid fairy.

Things might have turned out differently

had I chosen you over...

well, instead of...

- Evil. - Hmm.

You made mistakes.

And now you're making up for them.

Or digging myself in deeper.

You're married.

I know.

Even if there wasn't a Marian

I'm certain this would end badly.

Are you really that much of a pessimist?

Well, you would be, too, if you knew everything I did.

Have you seen this before?

No.

It's a magical storybook, which we're all written into.

And there's me,

walking away from you at the bar.

Where did this come from?

I don't know.

It just appeared when Henry needed it most,

full of stories about heroes and villains.

Guess which column I'm in.

This book is about the past.

Like you said, you're not the evil queen anymore.

Tell that to the author

because he seems to have made it a rule

that villains don't get happy endings,

even if they change, even if they try to be good.

Point him to me.

I'll be happy to have more than a conversation.

I wish it were that simple,

but I don't know where he is or who he is

or if it's a he or a she or an it.

I've searched everywhere, and I've been failing.

Regina, let me help.

You can't.

And this...

Cannot happen a second time.

You understand?

I know.

But...

If we don't leave this room,

then I think that this still...

this counts as the first time, doesn't it?

You'd think a big yellow driving machine

would be easier to find.

Perhaps she doesn't want to be found,

since, you know, that's what she bloody told us.

Well, the good news is

thanks to the ice wall, Emma can't leave town.

The longer she isolates herself, the worse it'll get.

Her magic will just keep spiraling.

Elsa's right. This was a bad idea coming home.

We should still be out there searching.

Hey, this isn't your fault.

It isn't.

We'll find Emma, but we've been searching all night.

Everyone's exhausted, yourself included.

So we refuel, we regroup.

And we go out, and we find our daughter, okay?

Okay.

You don't have to look anymore.

Henry. We thought you were asleep upstairs.

We told you to stay here. What happened?

I snuck out, okay? I'm sorry, but I found her.

How is she? Is she okay? Is she hurt?

She's out in the woods.

I thought I could help calm her down,

but when I showed up, it just made things worse.

Come with me. I'll clean you up in the bathroom.

This is bad news.

If anyone can calm her down, it's Henry.

When your powers are out of control,

everything's upside down.

You don't want to be anywhere near the people you care about.

Wonderful. Well, shall we send Sneezy after her, then?

Or happy? Which is the dwarf she despises?

I was so scared that I would hurt Ana

until I finally realized you can't run away

from the people who love you because, in the end,

they're the only ones who can help you.

Hurry, I want everything ready before Ana arrives.

Uh, chocolate fondue goes there.

Chocolate toast, chocolate julekake.

And chocolate ice cream.

Or is ice cream too obvious? Should we lose the ice cream?

Oh, Ana, don't come in yet. I haven't got everything ready.

I'm afraid Ana won't be at dinner tonight.

Something quite terrible has happened.

Could you leave please?

It's all right. We'll finish later.

What is it?

This will be hard to understand, but Ana,

she hasn't been entirely honest with you.

She didn't come back from Misthaven empty-handed.

She found the thing your parents were looking for.

Which was...?

A magical hat to take away your powers,

to cure you of the very thing that makes you special.

So that's why they left on that boat.

But why would Ana hide that from me?

Because your dear sister was planning to use it on you.

No, she would never. She tried it on me first.

Fortunately, I stopped her.

She's in the dungeon, awaiting your royal judgment.

Oh, there must be some misunderstanding. She called me a monster.

I'm afraid she was very clear

on her feelings about our powers.

She's my sister.

She's always supported me.

I felt that way about my sister,

your mother,

before she dropped me in that urn.

My mother put you in there?

Why have you never told me this?

You had such beautiful memories.

I didn't want to destroy them.

And I was hoping that Ana would be different.

But she is exactly like your mother.

She will never accept who you are.

I'm so sorry.

I-I felt that you deserved the truth.

Are you okay?

I'd actually like to be left alone, if that's okay.

Of course.

I'll be near, if you need me.

If you're trying to hide from me, Ms. Swan,

you're doing a poor job.

I'm not hiding from you. I'm hiding from everyone else.

Ah.

So Belle tells me.

She was watching Neal all night.

While my family was searching for me, I know.

My magic is hurting people, Gold... people I love.

I need you to help me control it.

What makes you think I'm your best option?

Because I...

Hurt Henry.

What?

I... he's okay, but it was just luck.

You're probably the only person

who's safe around me right now.

I need you to help before I hurt anybody else.

There's only one way to help with this affliction.

Well, just fine. Do it.

- You haven't heard what I have to say. - I don't care.

My son is in pain because of me. Just fix it.

This...

This is an ancient spell.

It's designed to take away light magic

from those who choose to part with it,

but the effect would be permanent.

- So I'd lose all my magic. I'd be... - Ordinary.

But...

Your magic would no longer hurt the ones you love,

and you would be able to embrace your son.

Do it.

Well, unfortunately, savior magic doesn't go quietly.

Though the spell won't hurt you, it will destroy

almost everything else within a city block.

That would make for quite a macabre sight at grannies,

don't you think?

So let's find somewhere else out in the woods.

As you wish.

I think I know...

Just the spot.

Here...

Is an abandoned manor.

Right here.

You meet me here at sundown.

And I'll have everything prepared.

Thanks, Gold.

Please don't tell anyone I was here.

Don't worry about me, dearie.

It'll be our little secret.

I need to see my sister, Ana, immediately.

Elsa!

I thought you'd never find me.

Our aunt Ingrid... she locked me in here.

Because you tried to attack her.

No, Elsa, you can't believe anything she says.

She lied about her past.

- She's lying about me. - Is she?

Did you learn what our parents were after and then hide it?

I was waiting for the right moment.

So you lied and kept this magical object,

this hat, which could strip me of all my powers.

Yes, but I would never hurt you.

Enough!

Leave me alone to speak with my sister...

Now.

Please.

You have to believe me.

Of course I believe you.

I'm so sorry about all that, Ana.

Wait. This was all a ruse?

It was a ruse!

Ohh.

I needed the guards to think I sided with Ingrid.

I'm so sorry. Don't apologize.

You were fantastic.

I believed every word. I was absolutely crushed.

Here. I got this back from the jailer.

Thank you.

When they took this, it...

it was like they were taking you.

I'm never going to take this off again.

Well, hopefully, you'll never end up in prison again.

Oh, speaking of which,

I'm really worried about Ingrid right now.

She's scary and powerful and smart and scary.

You already said scary.

So I'm really hoping you have a plan.

I have a plan... well, half a plan.

We're going to sneak you out of here

and then steal back the urn...

And then trap her inside it.

That sounds like a whole plan.

However, I don't know where she hides the urn,

and we live in a very, very large castle.

Don't worry about that part.

I grew up running around this castle.

I know every nook and cranny.

How is he?

I gave him enough ice for the week.

It should help with the swelling.

No. How is he?

Upset.

I just wanted him to understand

Emma's magic is tied to her emotions, like mine.

The reason she hurt him is

because she was trying so hard not to hurt him.

It sounds very convoluted when I try to explain it now.

No, no. Um...

It makes perfect sense.

Where's Henry? Is he okay?

He's fine. He's upstairs. We've been trying to call you all night.

Well, I'm sorry if I don't respond to your every summons!

Though I did bring that locator potion you wanted.

Maybe next time, try leading with, "thank you."

Now, may I see my son, please?

You might want to finish buttoning your shirt first.

Oh. Well, I was in a rush to get here.

A locator potion. How does this work, exactly?

We just pour it over anything

that belonged to Emma... something...

Something like this.

It's her.

Hey, mom. It's me. Did Henry come home?

Oh, yes, yes. No, he's fine.

Emma, I am so sorry about what happened yesterday.

I don't want you to ever think that we are afraid of you.

Don't worry. It doesn't matter.

No, of course it matters.

This is all gonna be over soon.

I just needed to tell you that I'm okay.

I-I have a way to fix everything.

Emma, no, wait.

What did she say?

She said she's going to get rid of her magic...

Forever.

How is that even possible?

She said it will all be over soon,

and she can't wait to be home for a cocoa with cinnamon.

Did she say anything about the method?

If it was a spell or... a magic object of some kind?

Who cares how she's doing it? That's not what matters here.

No, you're absolutely right.

I wonder if she tried to call me.

Bloody hell.

I left my talking phone in the back of your truck.

It's just called a phone.

What an impractical name. I'll be back in two shakes.

Emma, it's Killian.

Call me right away, or you may never make it home

for cinnamon and cocoa... Ever.

Damn it, Swan.

Don't tell me you trusted The Crocodile.

It's dusty in here.

I'm surprised it bothers you.

Hey, I may have slept in a barn,

but it was a spotless barn.

I've never been in this part of the palace.

What makes you think Ingrid hid the urn here?

Mother and father told me not to go in the east wing

because it was crumbling and dangerous.

So, of course, I had to.

Naturally.

But it didn't seem dangerous to me.

Just... forgotten.

Mother probably wanted to forget

the painful memories of her sister.

You royals sure go to exhaustive lengths

to ignore your issues.

You're still here?

You're supposed to be outside keeping watch.

And, remember, if you see Ingrid, use the secret signal.

Wait, do we have a secret signal?

Uh, I think "run" will work just fine.

What is it, Elsa? Is everything all right?

Yeah, I was just thinking about what it must have been like

when mother and Ingrid were younger.

I wonder what happened

that made them turn against each other.

Knowing Ingrid, I'm not surprised things got ugly.

You don't need to worry.

It's in the past.

And you and I both know that can never happen to us.

Now... We need to get searching.

We need to find that urn.

Hans!

Look, he's... he's...

He's frozen.

I guess I forgot to tell you

everything that happened since you were away.

Ingrid did this?

To be fair, it's the one good thing

she's done since getting out of that urn.

And look, there it is.

It's smaller than I imagined.

It must not have been very comfortable.

Well, she's going to have to make do

because she's going right back inside it.

Did you come here for a reason?

As I recall, I already told you what you need to do

to free yourself from your dagger.

Hmm.

I have nothing more to give you...

Unless...

you simply like watching me.

I never do anything without a good reason.

And watching your twisted mind at work does not qualify.

Twisted?

Says the man who betrayed everyone in Storybrooke.

I haven't betrayed a single person.

Not yet, anyway.

Did you forget that you gave me those?

Did you forget what they can do?

I don't forget much, dearie.

But if you plan to put that ribbon on Emma Swan,

you're about to be disappointed.

With her powers out of control,

I've now found my own use for her.

You think you can take her away from me now?

What did you do?

Look down.

Remember the urn your sister placed you in?

It had the power to limit your magic.

Elsa destroyed that urn.

Well, funny thing about magic...

it can never be destroyed completely.

It simply lives on in other forms.

Magic survives.

I visited the barn where the urn was destroyed,

collected its remnants grain by grain...

painstaking process.

And I must say... the effort paid off.

When I escape,

there will be a terrible price to pay.

Don't worry.

The dust won't last long,

just long enough to get what I want.

And, uh, you see,

I don't have to betray everyone in Storybrooke.

Just you.

And, I'm afraid...

Emma Swan.

Hands off. That's me lunch and dinner.

Sorry, friend, but I need to pick your brain.

And I need you sober

as friar Tuck on a Sunday when I do it.

I'm not sure Sunday's ever made any difference for that man.

What's happening?

Regina needs our help.

- This book. - Funny.

You were never much the reading sort, Robin.

It's not mine. I stole it.

Ah, well, that sounds more like you.

So, what's so important about a book?

Whoever wrote this imbued it with magical powers...

powers that could change Regina's future for the better.

We need to figure out who did this.

Information about the writer of a magical book.

I might just have an idea.

Excellent.

But I'm gonna need me lunch and dinner back.

See, you ain't been in this town as long as I have.

There wasn't always magic, but when it came,

it started at one place... the Clock Tower.

See, for 28 years, them hands didn't move.

Time stood still.

Then one day, tick-tock, it bloody did.

I'm afraid you've lost me, will.

I understand the significance of the magical clock,

but what's that got to do with this book or its author?

Do you know what's under that magical clock tower?

No.

A library.

Hmm.

I've always liked that picture.

Emma has your eyes.

She has your smile.

Do you remember when you took it? How could I forget?

That was the party we had at granny's

after Emma helped us go up against...

Pan or Anton the giant?

- Try Cora. - Oh.

We invited happy to that?

I guess it's easy to lose track.

She has saved Storybrooke a lot.

Mm-hmm.

I'm worried about her, too,

but Emma is tough.

She'll be fine.

What if she's making a mistake?

Because of us... shouldn't we be out there

trying to convince her not to give up her magic?

Well, it's her choice, not ours.

She knows we support her, no matter what,

and if losing her magic is what she wants,

well... maybe it's not such a bad thing.

But it's part of who she is... a savior.

I mean, she was born this way... a hero.

So isn't embracing that the right thing?

Well, if the Snow Queen is doing all this

because of Emma's power, maybe...

Getting rid of it is the heroic thing.

Do you remember the night Emma was born?

Before we put her in the wardrobe,

you said we had to give her her best chance.

Maybe now her best chance is for her to be...

Normal.

We can't let anyone see us.

Ingrid could have eyes and ears everywhere.

Of course, not literally. That would be gross.

And unhygienic.

Though she does have skeletons in her closet.

Because we did just find Hans in her closet.

And his body does contain a skeleton.

Aah.

Okay, that was a close one. Let's go.

You're not going.

Elsa.

Is what Ingrid said true?

That our parents went to Misthaven

to find something to take away my magic?

It is.

Sorry, Elsa, I should have told you

the second I got back home.

I just... I didn't know how.

I don't blame them.

When people look at this painting,

they see a king and a queen.

But the only thing I see is mama and papa.

They were only human. They made mistakes.

If they could see you today,

I bet they would never ask you to give up a part of yourself.

But they're not here.

And we'll never know.

What matters

is that your powers make you special.

And I wouldn't want you any other way.

I've tried this one before.

Probably easier when I'm not drunk and getting punched.

It's a pin tumbler with six pins.

Not the easiest.

With a bit of luck and a light touch,

the old will Scarlet...

"Opening hours till 10:00."

Very generous.

Indeed.

I can keep sitting here

pretending to read about Wolverine,

or you can talk about what happened with Emma.

Nothing to talk about.

Can I at least look at the wound?

Not that I don't trust the ice doctor's diagnosis.

Okay, fine.

Does that hurt?

A little.

Not anymore.

All better.

It must be nice to have magic and be useful.

What's that supposed to mean?

I went out there to help her,

but I couldn't do anything because I'm just...

Ordinary.

Henry.

We are each given our own gifts.

You have the heart of the truest believer.

You brought us all together.

Never think you're ordinary

just because you don't have magic...

Or claws or...

Ripped purple shorts.

Now, don't worry about Emma.

She's a hero, and, as we both know...

Heroes always win.

Crocodile?!

Where are you?!

Emma. No.

No, no, no.

Swan, it's Killian again.

You have to listen to me.

I know that you've been to see Gold.

I saw what you did.

And if he's promised to get rid of your powers,

don't listen to him.

He doesn't want to help you.

He wants... he wants to collect your powers

in a bloody magic hat.

And when he does, you'll be sucked in, too.

I-I don't know what he's planning,

but I know that he's been lying to Belle.

The dagger he gave her is a fake.

I only know all this because...

because I'm afraid I've been lying to you, too.

Gold blackmailed me into helping him.

He knew.

He knew I'd do whatever it takes to be with you,

and he used it against me.

I just wanted to be

a better man for you, Swan.

But I failed.

And now because of it, I might lose you.

I'm sorry.

But I hope you never forgive me because that means

that you'll get this in time to save yourself.

Goodbye.

He looks peaceful.

Though you should probably look into hiring some new guards

when this is all over.

Smart.

Now, are you sure you're gonna be okay down here?

Yes, it's not as bad as it looks,

except for the dankness and the darkness and the mice...

Who are cute, when they're not scurrying over your toes.

But I have shoes.

I promise, I'll be fine.

And I promise I won't be long.

As soon as I return to the palace,

I'll tell Ingrid you're to be banished

and that she's to see to your punishment personally.

Then when she comes down here, I'll surprise her with the urn.

Not like a party... "surprise!"

Something more dour to match the occasion, like, "surprise."

What if something goes wrong?

I should come down here, too, just in case.

No, you need to be as far away as possible.

We don't want you getting trapped in the urn by mistake.

Please don't worry.

I promise... everything is going to be fine.

Surprise!

How was that?

I'd have done it different.

Well, I'm afraid you won't get the chance.

You see, I was hoping

that Elsa would believe the lies I told her,

but I knew I had to be ready in case she didn't.

It doesn't matter.

You'll never turn us against each other.

"Never." That's a strong word.

Emma.

Stay back.

Wherever you're headed, turn around and go home.

You are in great danger.

Gonna listen to you about danger? Get out of my way.

My sweet girl, I am not the one that you should fear.

Rumplestiltskin is.

Whatever he's promised you, it's a lie.

How do you know he promised me anything?

So I was right.

You mustn't trust him, Emma.

He doesn't do anything unless it benefits him.

He doesn't care about you.

He would kill you to get what he desires.

You know what I think?

The fact that you don't want me to go means something.

It means I'm going.

I won't let you.

You're not gonna hurt me. You need me.

Don't do this.

What the...?

You're not here.

If I could be, I would.

I'm trying to protect you, and that is the truth.

I don't care what you say. That's the truth.

How's Henry?

Reading comic books. Refusing to sleep.

So, I think okay.

Or at least his version of a brave face.

Thank you, by the way, for earlier.

He has enough problems

without bringing my mess of a life into it.

By "mess," do you mean Robin Hood?

Did you guys, uh...

Oh, come on, Regina. You don't need to be ashamed.

Well, I know I don't have to be, but... I am.

Is everything okay?

What are you doing here?

Well, shouldn't someone be out looking for Emma?

Didn't Mary Margaret tell you? She called.

She figured out a way to get rid of her magic.

Get rid of it? And you're okay with that?

We support our daughter.

We're not talking about an old pair of Jimmy Choos here.

Tell me you're joking.

It may seem drastic, but it's the only way

Emma can be sure never to hurt anyone again.

This could be the worst idea you've ever had,

and you hired the wicked witch as your nanny.

Well, we actually think it'll be good for her.

We... she could be normal.

Let me ask you something.

Do you know what I regret most?

Countless innocent lives you destroyed?

That I didn't support Henry when he realized he was special.

You of all people should remember.

'Cause you started it all

when you gave him that storybook.

It opened up a whole world for him.

But I was so scared of losing him...

That I tried convincing him he was crazy...

and that being normal would make things better.

Thankfully, he had the good sense not to listen to me.

Regina's right.

David, we've been rationalizing, and you know it.

We cannot let her take away what's special about her.

I know.

Well, then let's go get her.

Regina, your locator potion...

it's gone.

Where's Elsa?

I'm sorry.

Elsa won't save you.

You don't know her. You don't know me.

But I do. We're a lot alike.

We had families,

but we both grew up in this palace, isolated and alone.

I liked to go to the library and bury myself in a good book.

My favorite was an ancient norse legend... The Trolden Glass.

Perhaps you read it.

Of course I did. I read everything in there.

Tell me what you remember.

Giving a book report would be a lot easier if you'd let me go.

The other option is I kill you.

It's about a norse king

who had a beautiful daughter he loved dearly.

- Go on. - He wanted his daughter

to be able to see the beauty he saw in her,

so he had a mirror made for her birthday.

But the day before it, she died,

so instead of reflecting her beauty,

it reflected the ugliness of his pain and sorrow.

Very good. What happened then?

- It's been awhile, okay? - I don't remember every detail.

Well, I do.

He was so devastated,

he decided his kingdom should share his pain.

So he spent years harnessing dark magic,

used it on the mirror,

and cast a spell over his entire kingdom.

It made his subjects

see only the worst in the ones they loved.

And they turned on each other, destroying themselves.

What does that story have to do with anything?

You were in my room. I'm sure you saw the mirror.

This is just a small piece of it.

I spent years gazing into that mirror,

but all I saw reflected back at me was pain,

just like the nordic king.

You're going to cast that spell.

The spell of shattered sight.

It would take an entire lifetime to cultivate enough power

to cast a spell over an entire kingdom.

Luckily I only need to cast it over you.

You're sure these are from her bug?

Oh, yeah, she definitely spun out here, and then...

She got out of the car and got back in.

Anyone else out here?

No. It's just her footprints. Come on.

These are so fresh, we can carry on on foot.

She can't have gone far.

So, before we were interrupted,

you were telling me about Robin Hood.

Oh, there's not much to tell. It's not gonna work out.

It's the story of my life.

Whatever's working against my happiness

is more powerful than I am.

Why does it have to work against you?

Look at me and David.

We have faced impossible odds numerous times...

often because of you...

And yet we've always worked out.

You know why? Because we have hope.

You get a quarter from the hope commission

every time you say that word.

Admit it.

I'm serious.

Well, it's easy for you to say... you're a hero.

Whenever you need help,

it just magically shows up, like Henry's book.

Yeah, I think that when you do good,

the universe takes care of you. That's why it showed up.

Well, it doesn't really matter why.

Your wishes are rewarded. Mine are crushed.

Well, I refuse to believe

that happiness is impossible for you to achieve.

You've come too far.

And, yes, you may be sleeping with a married man,

but guess what... so have I.

Well, I've done far worse than that.

Which doesn't mean that you can't earn forgiveness,

a chance at grace.

I have to believe that.

If you do good hoping to be redeemed,

is that... really good?

Maybe evil is born...

And that's just who I am.

Regina... you saw me grow up.

You know how selfish and shallow I could be as a child.

You know what I've done since.

You have literally seen my heart.

You know it's not untouched.

You are not all evil, and I'm not all good.

Things are not that simple.

Well, whoever's guiding all this seems to think it is.

You're the hero, and I'm the villain.

Free will be damned.

It's all in the book.

And we both know how it plays out.

Mm, maybe, but maybe not.

Your stories went poorly because you made bad choices.

But now you're making good ones.

It may not happen as quickly as you want, but...

If you stay the course, your happiness will come.

You honestly believe that?

It doesn't matter what I believe.

What matters is that you do.

She's really something, all right.

If evil queens are your type, which I get.

You're still together, then.

That is not relevant.

Hey, no judgments here, mate.

I was the one who told you to follow your heart.

I just want her to be happy,

even if she thinks that's impossib...

wait!

Ah.

Whoa!

"1988 Mercedes-Benz 560SL repair manual."

All due respect, I'm beginning to think

your magic-library theory might be a tad off.

Any book we want is hardly gonna be stacked beside...

"The cat in the hat."

Why would a cat want a hat?

I've seen stranger.

Wait.

This wasn't here before.

What wasn't here?

I'm not sure.

Incredible.

What is it?

I need to reach Regina.

Hello. Who is this? Regina, it's Robin.

I've just found something that you have to see right now.

Right now? I'm... I'm sorry, but I'm in the middle...

Go. We've got this.

He found something.

Maybe hope worked.

Well, if it did, I owe you a quarter.

I'll be right there.

Hello? Gold? You here?

Gold?

Gold?

Gold, you in there?!

There's no need to shout.

I'm right here.

You'll forgive me if I keep my distance.

It would appear your powers

are growing increasingly out of control.

Yeah, it was a rough night.

So, what do I need to do?

I've already cast the spell inside that room.

All you have to do is...

Step through the door.

Is something wrong?

Just...

I ran into the Snow Queen.

Did you?

Well, sort of.

It was a projection or a hologram,

or I don't know what it was.

She said I shouldn't do this, that you were trying to hurt me.

All right, so now we know

who doesn't want you to do this... the villain.

Sounds like an argument for it, but maybe that's just me.

That's what I said.

But you still have doubts.

Do you blame me?

No.

Is it safe? Will I be okay?

No magic is without risk,

even magic used to take away magic.

Look, this is very much your choice.

And, of course, it was also your idea.

But it's gonna stop me from hurting people.

That much I can promise, yes.

What would you do?

I wouldn't go in there for anything.

What? Why?

Because, Emma, I'm not like you.

I'm a man who makes wrong decisions, selfish decisions.

But you spent all that time looking for Neal.

You sacrificed yourself to save the town.

You married Belle.

And each time, I meticulously undid all the good.

Neal is still gone, the town is still in danger,

and Belle, for better or worse, she knows who I am,

and that's the man who always chooses power.

She believes you can change.

And I love her for that.

But I fear she's quite likely wrong.

But you, Emma?

You don't need to change.

Because you do the right thing.

Always.

Gold...

Thank you.

Of course.

We have no choice.

Swan!

Watch your step, captain.

The terrain's a little rough around here.

Get out of my way, Crocodile.

I'll die fighting

before I let you use that bloody hat on Emma.

Death can wait.

How about before you depart,

I'll treat you to a front-row seat

and we can watch her use that hat on herself?

No.

Oh, and, uh... In case you were counting on

Emma getting your message...

Don't.

No.

I'm not one for loose ends.

Don't worry.

You'll get over her...

Just like you got over Milah.

How many centuries did that take?

Oh, it matters not.

This might even add a little fuel to your fire.

Don't tell me you haven't missed the taste of vengeance.

She's mother to your grandson, Gold!

Don't do this.

I wish I didn't have to.

But I need miss Swan.

Surely you understand that.

Emma!

Emma!

Oh, thank goodness you're safe.

At first, I couldn't find Ingrid.

And ever since, I've been worried sick.

I suppose I should be grateful.

Did everything go all right?

You seem upset.

What's all this?

Oh, I wanted to surprise you with something special.

It's all chocolate.

I'm afraid the ice cream's long melted now,

but I can make you more if you'd like.

That's just like you...

Thinking some food and fancy jewelry

can make up for everything you did to me.

Everything I did to you?

Anna, what are you talking about?

It all came back to me

when we were in the east wing of the palace,

how you ignored me for all those years,

left me to wander this place like a ghost.

Is this a joke? Because of my ruse?

Because if you're trying to get back at me,

Anna, it isn't funny.

Do you want to know the worst part?

You let me believe it was all my fault,

that I had done something wrong.

How can you say these things?

We promised we'd never be like this.

What's happened?

I've come to my senses.

Anna, no!

Oh, this isn't you.

- It can't be. - I'm afraid it is.

Ingrid, you're not... in an urn. No.

Fortunately, I have a chance to show you

that I am the only one who will ever understand you.

Anna never will.

This is because of you.

You used your magic to cast a spell on her.

Yes, but a spell that reveals her true feelings,

even if she wasn't able to admit them before...

Her deepest, darkest emotions now brought into the light.

You wouldn't even talk to me.

"Go away, Anna. Go away, Anna."

You were supposed to be my sister!

I am your sister.

Anna, please, put the down the urn.

She won't listen to you, Elsa,

just like your mother wouldn't listen to me.

The only way to stop her is accept who you truly are.

Use your powers on her.

No. I won't give up on my sister.

Do it, Elsa! Freeze her! No, I won't.

I won't hurt my sister.

Do it!

Do what you will,

but know that no matter what, Anna, I love you.

Wait. What?

No!

Elsa?!

What did you make me do?

You foolish girl.

This is all your fault!

Stay away from her!

Oh. Here comes the noble hero.

I know that look in your eyes... in both of your eyes.

Just let her go.

Eventually, everyone sees me as a monster.

Maybe it's time to embrace that...

And be one.

Elsa...

You will accept who you are one day, too.

And we will find our third sister,

no matter how long it takes.

Emma, stop!

Elsa, what the hell are you doing here?

You have to leave now.

I'm sorry. I won't let you do this.

My powers are out of control. There's no other way.

- Please, go, now. - No.

You didn't give up on me

even when you nearly froze to death in that ice cave,

so I'm not giving up on you now.

I know how scary it is, hurting someone you love.

I've lived in fear of that my entire life.

But giving up your magic is not the answer.

There is another way.

Yeah, you told me all about how Anna's love saved you,

and that's great, but guess what.

My version of that with Henry didn't work.

This is all I have left.

I was wrong.

It wasn't just Anna's love that saved me.

What are you talking about?

When I landed in this strange town,

I was certain that without Anna, I was doomed.

But I got control over my powers again without her.

How?

I didn't really know until today,

until the same thing happened to you,

and then it finally hit me.

It's not only Anna's love or Henry's that can save us.

They accept us for who we are, and that's important.

But it's not enough. It's on us, too.

You have to love yourself, Emma, the good and the bad.

The only way to ever truly be in control of your powers

is to embrace them.

Because this...

This is who you are.

What are you doing?

It's time to stop being afraid.

But this could kill you.

I'll take that risk if you will.

No.

Well, I'm guessing she didn't go through with it.

So sorry.

Oh, but I do love the look of loss on your face.

I may not have the savior, pirate.

But I assure you, today won't be a complete loss.

I need to fill that hat with power, yes,

but that was only part of the equation.

Because I need something else, a secret ingredient,

one I didn't know about...

Until an associate clued me in.

A heart.

Well, if you need my help procuring it,

know the only help I give you is with your demise.

Oh, you're gonna help me, all right.

Ah.

You see, this spell

is gonna finally separate me from the dagger

so it no longer holds power over me.

But to cast it...

I need the heart of someone special,

someone who knew me before the dagger...

Before I was the dark one.

Unfortunately, everyone who fits that description

is already dead, but one still lives.

No.

No! Yes.

As luck would have it, dearie, you're my oldest friend.

Get on with it, then.

Just do it.

Oh, no. I promised you we'd have some fun first.

You're gonna do everything I say

because you're my puppet now.

You're gonna find another way

to fill that hat with the power it needs.

And then? Then I'll kill you.

I see someone's been practicing their rock-troll memory magic.

Quite impressive, dearie.

You know, I-I prefer her better this way.

More cooperative. Less mouthy.

Ooh.

But this?

This was much lovelier when it was around her neck.

You know... when she was breathing.

What do you want, Rumplestiltskin?

Just an old trinket your frozen niece stole from me... a hat.

I haven't seen it.

Ooh, lying is so un-queenly, Ingrid.

Where is she? Give her back...

Careful, dearie.

You're not the only one

who knows how to hide something of value.

We wouldn't want it lost forever, now would we?

Though I'm curious why you took memories from that poor girl.

I mean, you would have thought

being trapped inside a bread bin was punishment enough.

She learned more than she was meant to.

I wanted us to have a fresh start.

Don't we all, dearie? Don't we all?

You know, uh... I'm gonna make you a deal...

an urn for a hat, as simple as that.

And just to make it easy for you,

when you "find" the object of my desire,

just say my name three times, and I shall come to you.

See you soon!

Swan! Are you all right?

She didn't do it. She didn't take away her magic.

Wow, I've never seen people so happy

about me not doing something.

We'll find another way to defeat the Snow Queen... together.

Mm.

Mm. Easy, tiger, we've got company.

I didn't know you were such a fan of my magic.

Why would you say that, Swan?

I'm a fan of every part of you.

Are you all right?

Of course, love. Why?

If you look at me any harder,

you're gonna drill a hole in my head.

I'm just relieved.

You should go outside.

I have a feeling there are a lot of worried people

who will be glad to see you.

I got here as fast as I could.

What's so important you couldn't say over the phone?

I'll show you in a second.

But first, you remember this?

Uh, the book you apparently stole from me?

Yes, I remember it quite well.

You knew I was a thief when you met me.

All right, so, tonight, I came here looking,

trying to find a clue towards that author...

towards your happy ending.

In the public library?

Robin, my happy ending is not a Stephen King book-on-tape.

Hang on. But then the strangest thing happened.

I found something.

Is this... Us?

Yes.

Inside the pub.

I don't understand. This isn't what happened.

Is this from the book?

23...Page 23.

Is it missing from the book?

No. No, it's already there, and it's you leaving me.

This goes in the same place.

This is the meeting that we never had.

What does it mean?

It means that your fate could have gone many different ways.

It means you're not doomed to suffer.

There's a bright future for you around every turn,

even if you miss one.

Well, where did you find it?

Is there another book? What shelf?

No, it was in my satchel.

What?

Not at first. It wasn't there when I left.

It... appeared.

Like magic.

It's a sign.

And you can take it however you want, but to me,

it's showing you possibility... hope.

That's not something that would ever happen to a villain, is it?

What is it?

I owe someone a quarter.

Rumplestiltskin.

Rumplestiltskin.

- Rumplest... - Stop!

I have traveled far to find you.

Why are you conjuring the dark one

when you have a deal with the sorcerer?

Do you doubt he can find the sister you seek?

No. But I lost the one that I already had.

You told me you were a patient woman.

Happy endings can take a long time, but they do happen.

Does that mean you found a match?

The sorcerer did locate a third magical sister, yes,

and she... will be a perfect match.

What do you mean, "will be"?

Therein lies the catch. She is not born yet.

How does the sorcerer know something

that hasn't happened yet?

He knows many things.

For example, he knows that if you deliver that hat...

To the dark one, you will never find your happy ending.

But if I give it to you...

I will?

You will find this third sister

and be reunited with the one you've just lost.

This door will lead you to a new land...

Where your happy ending awaits.

Just hand over the box, and I will open it for you.

You said that the sorcerer doesn't make deals...

Especially with people like me.

Why is he doing this now?

The hat is important to him.

And sometimes, people surprise you.

Now take this.

When the time comes...

It will lead you to your third sister.

Hey, yo! Hold up!

Emma! Did you do it?

- Oh. - I didn't, thanks to Elsa.

I'm so, so glad. Just... Please don't change.

I don't want to.

We love you, no matter what.

I know.

Hey, kid. How are you?

Just glad you're okay.

So, your magic... are you in control of it again?

Absolutely.

Cool.

Mom, when did you get that?

I don't know.

Emma, what's happening?

It won't come off.

Mine won't, either.

- Aah. - I feel it, too.

It's like it's funneling all my magic away, like it's...

Harnessing it somehow.

Any idea what this is?

No.

But I have a pretty good idea where it came from.

You look disappointed.

Miss Swan did not behave as I had hoped.

Did you have a hand in it?

Of course not.

My hands were trapped here the entire time.

Although, as you said,

the urn dust didn't last long at all.

I'd keep my distance if I were you.

You really don't understand what's happening, do you?

I wasn't the one who saved Emma.

Elsa was.

They really are quite wonderful together... like sisters.

Your strange fixation really holds no interest for me.

Oh, but it should.

And it will.

You see, these ribbons were of no use to me

until this moment.

They can bond Three magical sisters together,

but only if all of us are a perfect match.

And what makes for this perfect match?

When all three have embraced their powers,

which we now have, thanks to you.

Now I wield the magic of my three sisters.

Now my mirror is complete.

And with this power,

I can finally cast a spell over all of Storybrooke.

I could probably even defeat you

and decorate this place with your bones.

Shall I try?

Dearie, I warn you... do not overestimate your power.

And I warn you... don't underestimate it.

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