Hook: Miss Swan. I knew you wouldn't let me rot in that cage. I've been in my fair share of brigs, but none as barbaric as that. They force-fed me something called "bologna."
Emma Swan: Can I ask you something?
Henry Mills: Sure.
Emma Swan: Do you... believe in magic?
Henry Mills: Of course. And the Tooth Fairy. And Santa Claus, and the Easter Bunny. If it gets me a present, I believe.
Emma Swan: We've only been together eight months. I've had leftovers in my fridge for longer than that.
Evil Queen: [on Robin Hood] So, what do you think of our new friend? Can we trust him? He is a thief.
Snow White: Think of it from his perspective. How do you think he looks at you?
Evil Queen: Point taken.
Snow White: He's kind of cute, huh?
Evil Queen: He smells like forest.
Emma Swan: Henry, this is Killian. He's... I'm, um... I'm helping him with his case.
Henry Mills: Did you skip bail?
Hook: Ah, he's still a little spitfire.
Henry Mills: "Still"?
Emma Swan: He's not a perp, he's a client.
Henry Mills: Why are you dressed like that?
Hook: [indignant] Why are *you* dressed like that?
Hook: What do you say, love? Take a leap of faith. Give it a go.
Emma Swan: Call me "love" one more time and you lose the other hand.
Zelena: The Queen may be evil; but I'm wicked. And wicked always wins.
Belle: You'll see them again. Emma and Henry.
Neal Cassidy: Well, let's hope I don't have to curse an entire kingdom to get back to them.
Little John: [motioning to Regina] If you're really Snow White, then why are you with her?
Evil Queen: *Her*? Show some respect! Or at least some restraint at the buffet.
Evil Queen: [referring to Aurora] Why is she pregnant and I'm the one who's sick?
Henry Mills: So, what'd you say? To Walsh?
Emma Swan: You knew? How?
Henry Mills: Come on, Mom. First-date restaurant, special night out... Writing was on the wall.
Emma Swan: Technically, the writing was in the dessert.
Henry Mills: So, what did you say?
[Emma remains silent]
Henry Mills: Poor guy.
Emma Swan: I didn't say no.
Henry Mills: If you didn't say yes, I stand by my "poor guy" assessment.
Hook: Just hear me out. I don't do this very often. So treasure it, love: I've come to apologize.
Evil Queen: A protection spell. The entire castle is encircled by it.
Prince Charming: Didn't you do this? Undo it.
Evil Queen: Well, don't you think, if I could I'd be half way home by now? No, someone hijacked it.
Snow White: Who? Who's in there?
Evil Queen: I don't know, but I'm gonna find out whoever 's eating my porridge.