Once Upon a Time

Previously on "Once Upon A Time"...

- Kill him. - Why? I don't understand.

I don't need you to understand.

I need you to obey.

Look. Whatever she wants you to do to me,

you don't have to do it.

You seem a lot nicer. I'm not.

I've seen your cold case.

The one with the missing girl.

That's one powerful rune.

If your lost girl was drawin' that,

I'd hate to meet whatever evil she was facing down.

You wanted to see me?

I found this.

I have no idea who that kid is.

I do.

That's me.

This is supposed to be a scene from my book

with us photoshopped in as the characters.

This me as the kid who believes in Fairy Tales,

and you as my mom.

The Evil Queen.

The Evil Queen?

Right. So Victoria's screwing with us.

Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Hey, hey, slow down there, Babe Ruth.

Geez.

We don't know that Victoria made the photo.

Can we at least look into it before it's clobberin' time?

Roni.

I am so glad you're still here.

Hey, uh, what's up?

It's, um... it's been a big night.

Sabine and I, uh, we sort of bought a food truck.

Well, that's great.

It needs a lot of work, and I sold my tools.

Do you have any?

Well, lucky for you, this place is falling apart, so...

I've got all the tools you'll need.

You are a lifesaver.

Well, hey.

Um, If you need some help, I'm pretty good around engines,

you know, for a writer.

No, I'm fine.

What was that?

Hey, if I were the Evil Queen,

I could look into my magic mirror and tell you.

But this is all the magic I got.

Okay, Zen and the art of fixing a busted motorcycle.

First lesson... Know thy tools.

Starting with the humble torque wrench.

I like this... torque wrench.

Thanks for letting me help. Really.

The magical carriage is real.

Bet it's worth its weight in gold.

And let me guess... You fine fellows

are here to kill us and take it?

Hey, he's smarter than he looks.

Yeah.

Good thing you're not.

Get away from my son.

It's okay, Mom. I got this.

Well, I guess you do know how to use a wrench.

Henry, you okay?

Oh, yeah. I'm fine. Nothing we can't handle.

Thanks to this.

You still have it.

You know, I bought this for you when you were 10.

And now here you are

with a sword and motorcycle and a girl.

Yeah, still figuring the girl part out.

The Resistance always come first, right?

As soon as we fix up the bike,

we're off on another recon mission.

Oh, that sounds dangerous.

Hey, you should come with us.

We could use you.

I can't.

- I-I'm busy. - With what?

Don't tell me you're going on naval patrol with Hook.

Not if I can help it.

But you don't need your mother around you all the time.

Not anymore.

And obviously, you can take care of yourself.

So...

Be safe.

Are you feeling all right, Mother?

Yes, Ivy.

I'm lying here in the dark because I feel fantastic.

It's a migraine.

Did you put the wrong sugar in my coffee?

I told you aspartame is a trigger.

I know, Mother, which is why I always put

real sugar in your coffee.

You know, something else might have triggered it.

Like these flowers.

I'm sure they're full of pollen.

Why don't you let me get rid of the revolting things for you?

Fine.

Anything to make your grating voice stop.

You got them!

Give them here. I can't wait any longer.

Ah!

So, do they have the magic we need?

Only the tiniest seed.

But it's still quite fragile.

It needs fertile ground.

I suppose I'm to get that, too?

I have spent too much time in this world fetching things.

You must be patient a little longer, my dear.

Remember what I taught you.

Remember how we survive.

I know.

I close my eyes.

I imagine my mother's destruction.

Mother isn't the only one to be wary of.

Regina.

I'm not sure it was wise to give her the photo.

Oh, don't worry.

By the end of the day, Regina won't be a problem.

Okay, so I figured out the mystery.

Look, Ivy's timeline from Halloween.

She posted a bunch of pictures of us getting drinks together.

Oh, this looks bad.

"#Drunkoween"?

#DrinkingBuddy.

Yeah, this looks bad.

Well, that's why I'm not on social media.

Yeah, but Jacinda is.

And now I'm worried

that whatever we had, I screwed it all up.

I want to see the picture!

How do you know about the picture, Lucy?

Ivy told me all about it.

She did? She...

Oh, boy.

This photo.

I know she's on your side now,

and I know what you found in Grandma's weird attic,

so come on!

Show me!

Wait a minute.

I remember reading this scene.

Um, so, Henry is Henry, obviously,

and Roni, you're...

You're Regina! I mean, of course you are!

Oh, my gosh. You're his mom.

Regina Mills adopted Henry Mills in the real world in Boston!

And it was the best thing that ever happened to her, to you!

Lucy, no.

Give it up.

The picture's obviously fake.

No, it's not!

Henry, you had something magical.

You had a book that had real stories in it,

and you never gave up.

And I won't give up, either.

You are going to break this curse

because you truly are Regina.

And all I have to do is make you remember.

And I know exactly how to do it.

This is where the real suffering begins.

Desk work isn't that bad.

I feel fine. I'm going back to work.

Well, Captain wants you to stick it out for at least a week.

I take it you want to walk out of here.

That's right. I'm going to walk

straight back to the precinct, have a word with the captain.

In the meantime, keep your eyes on your phone.

I might have some errands for you to run.

I was hoping you might help me while Weaver's resting up.

It's an important case. It's a missing girl.

So, what do you and Weaver do when he needs help?

Mm...

He buys me lunch.

All right.

Well, I was a little skeptical

with the stray dogs hanging out in the alley,

but Bella Notte has damn good pizza.

Now, what's up with you?

What do you mean?

You've been quiet ever since Lucy dropped the Regina bomb.

Are you worried about her?

No, it's not that.

It just, you know...

It just brought up a difficult memory is all.

I actually... I...

I did try to adopt once.

A beautiful baby boy.

Then at the last minute, the adoption agency decided

I wasn't a good fit.

Just left a mark, you know?

Well, for what it's worth,

you seem like mom to a lot of people around here.

Which is why we have to help Lucy.

If we pretend we believe her,

then she'll stop being defensive

and finally believe the truth when she sees it.

Trust me.

The sooner the fantasy fades, the sooner she can heal.