Emma: Eww, gross! How can everyone just stand and watch whilst my parents kiss like that? There should be laws against that kind of thing.
Rumplestiltskin: Want to erase the memory, Miss Swan?
Emma: I don’t want anything from you.
Emma: You put my father under a sleeping curse!
Rumple: I assure you, it was an improvement.
Rumple: How was your camping trip?
Emma: Don’t change the subject.
Rumple: Just trying to make polite conversation.
Emma: You drew on my father’s face.
Rumple: Actually, that was Regina. I was merely an innocent observer.
Emma: I can think of a million words to describe you. Innocent isn’t one of them. Why did you put my father under a sleeping curse?
Rumple: He forced me into being his friend then he wouldn’t leave me alone. I needed some space.
Emma: I don’t believe you.
Rumple: Believe me or not, I’m telling the truth.
Rumple: Glaring at me isn’t going to change my answer.
Emma: How about now?
Rumple: Nope!
Emma: What if I do it this way?
Rumple: You just look silly now, dearie.
All magic comes with a price!
Keeper of Felix