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"NARRATOR". There is a town in Maine...
I'd like a room.
Welcome to Storybrooke.
"NARRATOR"...where every storybook character you've ever known
- (GAS PS) - is trapped between two worlds.
An evil queen sent a bunch of fairy tale characters here?
And now they don't remember who they are.
"NARRATOR". Victims of a powerful curse.
Everything you love,
everything all of you love,
will be taken from you.
Only one knows the truth,
and only one can break her spell.
It's your destiny.
You're gonna bring back the happy endings.
You enjoy your stay-
Do not despair, my dear. You will attend that ball.
Who are you?
I'm your fairy godmother,
and I'm here to change your life, Cinderella.
But my stepmother told me that I couldn't go.
She forbade me to leave.
Your stepmother doesn't have this.
This wand has the power to take you to your ball,
to your Prince, and to a life...
What?
What did you do?
Now, now, I got what I wanted.
There's no need to be frightened.
No need?
You just killed my fairy godmother!
She was trying to help me.
Was she?
Do you know what this is?
Pure magic.
Pure evil.
Trust me. I've done you a favor.
All magic comes with a price.
Go on back to your life,
and thank your lucky stars you still got something to go back to.
My life is wretched.
Then change it.
You can't handle this.
Wait, please, wait.
I can handle it.
Please, I will do anything to get out of here, anything.
Anything?
Do you know how to use that wand, Mister...
Rumplestiltskin.
And, yes, of course I do.
Then help me.
Well, if I do,
and you can indeed shoulder the consequences,
then you'll owe me a favor.
Name it. What do you want?
Something precious.
But I have nothing.
But you will.
With this wish will come riches more than you know.
I care nothing for riches.
I'll give you anything you want, just get me out of here.
Now we're talking.
- How does it work? - Fear not.
My needs are small.
And all you have to do is sign on the dotted line.
Do we have a deal?
Yes.
Yes, thank you.
Mmm.
Glass?
Every story needs a memorable detail.
Let's see how they fit, shall we?
Now, you have a good time.
But be sure to watch the clock.
You sure we can be out in the open?
Enough sneaking around.
If your mom has a problem with me walking you to a school bus,
I am more than happy to have that chat.
You're brave. We'll need that for Operation Cobra.
Speaking of, do you think we need code names?
Isn't "Cobra" our code name?
That's the mission. I mean us.
I need something to call you.
Oh. Um.
You could just call me Emma for now.
Okay. Well, then, I'll see you later, Emma.
What's with the siren?
It's so hard to get your attention.
Well, you got it. Are you arresting me again?
I'm thanking you.
For your help finding that coma patient.
We all owe you a debt of gratitude.
Well, what do I get? A commendation? A key to the city?
How about a job? I could use a deputy.
Thank you, but I have a job.
As a bail bondsperson?
There's not much of that going on here.
I don't see a lot of sheriffing going on around here either.
Well, here's your chance to see it up close.
There's dental.
Why don't you think about it?
And stay awhile.
Thank you.
How was your walk with Henry?
That's right, I know everything.
But relax, I don't mind.
- You don't? - No.
Because you no longer worry me, Miss Swan.
You see, I did a little digging into who you are,
and what I found out was quite soothing.
It all comes down to the number seven.
Seven?
It's the number of addresses you've had in the last decade.
Your longest stint anywhere was two years.
Really, what did you enjoy so much about Tallahassee?
If you're wondering, I did find a place here in town.
I know, with Miss Blanchard.
How long is your lease?
Wait, you don't have one.
You see my point?
In order for something to grow, Miss Swan, it needs roots.
And you don't have any.
People don't change. They only fool themselves into believing they can.
- You don't know me. - No, I think I do.
All I ask is as you carry on your transient life,
you think of Henry and what's best for him.
Perhaps consider a clean break.
It's going to happen anyway.
Enjoy your cocoa.
Oh!
Really?
Eesh!
Do you have a laundry room I can use?
Mmm-hmm.
No, no, no, no, no.
You okay?
The sheets, they're pink.
Have you tried bleach?
Oh.
Last night, I felt contractions and the doctor said
that the baby could come any day now.
So, that's great.
It's just that when the baby comes,
no one thinks that I can do this.
No one thinks I can do anything.
Maybe they're right.
Screw them.
- What? - Screw them.
- How old are you? - Nineteen.
I was 18.
When you had a kid?
Yeah. I know what it's like.
Everyone loves to tell you what you can and can't do,
especially with a kid.
But ultimately, whatever you're considering doing,
or giving UP,
the choice is yours.
It's not exactly what you might think it is.
It never is.
People are gonna tell you who you are your whole life.
You just gotta punch back and say, "No, this is who I am."
You want people to look at you differently? Make them.
You want to change things?
You're gonna have to go out there and change them yourself
because there are no fairy godmothers in this world.
Ashley?
What are you doing?
Changing my life.
I know you think otherwise,
but I don't enjoy these Saturday city council meetings.
Sometimes they're just unavoidable.
Now, you know the rules?
Yes on homework, no on TV, and stay inside.
Good boy.
Under no circumstance do you leave this house.
You mean don't see my mom.
She's not your mother. She's just a woman passing through.
Now, do as I say or there will be consequences.
I'll be back at 5:00 sharp.
So glad my stuff is here.
Oh, thanks.
So that's all your stuff?
What do you mean?
Is the rest in storage?
No, this is all of it.
I'm not sentimental.
Well, it must make things easier when you have to move.
Miss Blanchard?
Is Miss Swan here?
Hi, my name is Mr. Gold. We met briefly on your arrival.
- I remember. - Good.
I have a proposition for you, Miss Swan.
I need your help. I'm looking for someone.
Really? Um.
You know what, I'm going to go jump in the bath.
I have a photo.
Her name is Ashley Boyd,
and she's taken something quite valuable of mine.
So why don't you just go to the police?
Because...
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