(In the Enchanted Forest, Rumpelstiltskin holds up a vial of the bottled ‘true love’.)
Rumpelstiltskin: Behold. The most powerful magic of all…
Prince Charming: True love.
Rumpelstiltskin: Ah! Careful. This is all I have left of it.
Prince Charming: What do you know of true love?
Rumpelstiltskin: Well, not so much as you, perhaps, but not so little as you might think.
Prince Charming: You? You loved someone?
Rumpelstiltskin: It was a brief flicker of light amidst an ocean of darkness.
Prince Charming: What happened?
Rumpelstiltskin: She died. That’s the thing about true love, dearie. It can slip through your fingers. It’s the most powerful magic in the world. The only magic powerful enough to break any curse. It must be protected at all costs.
Prince Charming: I don’t understand. What exactly is it you want me to do?
Rumpelstiltskin: I want you to help me protect it by putting it in a safe place for me. (Rumpelstiltskin produces an egg shaped container, which he puts the vial in.)
Prince Charming: And where is that?
Rumpelstiltskin: Inside the belly of a beast, of course. (Rumpelstiltskin shuts the egg container and tosses it to Prince Charming.)
Prince Charming: Why hide it?
Rumpelstiltskin: Let’s just say, I’m saving it for a rainy day.
(Emma and Regina enter Mr. Gold’s Pawn Shop.)
Mr. Gold: Do my eyes deceive me, or is that the look of a believer?
Emma: We need your help.
Mr. Gold: Indeed, you do. It seems quite the tragic ailment has befallen our young friend. I told you, magic comes with a price.
Regina: Henry shouldn’t have to pay it.
Mr. Gold: No, you should, but alas, we are where we are.
Emma: Can you help us?
Mr. Gold: Of course. True love, Miss Swan… The only magic powerful enough to transcend realms and break any curse. Luckily for you, I happen to have bottled some.
Regina: You did?
Mr. Gold: Oh, yes. From strands of your parents’ hair, I made the most powerful potion in all the realm. So powerful, that when I created the dark curse, I placed a single drop on the parchment. Just a little safety valve.
Emma: That’s why I’m the savior. That’s why I can break the curse.
Mr. Gold: Now you’re getting it.
Emma: I don’t care about breaking the curse. All I care about is saving Henry.
Mr. Gold: Which is why it’s your lucky day. I didn’t use all the potion. I saved some… for a rainy day.
Emma: Well, it’s storming like a *****. Where is it?