Once Upon a Time (2011–2018): Season 1, Episode 12 - Skin Deep - full transcript

After Mr. Gold's house is robbed, Emma keeps a close eye on him when it looks like he wants to track down the criminal and dole out some vigilante justice as payback, and Valentine's Day finds Mary Margaret, Ruby and Ashley having a girls' night out. Meanwhile, in the fairytale land that was, Belle agrees to a fateful deal to give up her freedom in order to save her town from the horrors of the Ogre war.

Sir, there's news
from the battlefield.

Avonlea has fallen.

My gods.

If only he had come.

Well, he didn't, did he?

Ogres are not men.

- We have to do something.
- We have to stop them.

They are unstoppable.

He could be on his way
right now, Papa.

It's too late, my girl.

It's just... too late.



It's him. It has to be him.

How could he get past the walls?

Open it.

Well,
that was a bit of a letdown.

You sent me a message...

something about, um,

"Help. Help. We're dying.
Can you save us?"

Now the answer is...

Yes, I can.

Yes, I can protect
your little town...

For a price.

We sent you a promise of gold.

Ah. No you, see, um,

I, uh...



Make gold.

What I want is
something a bit more special.

My price...

Is her.

No.

The young lady is engaged to me.

I wasn't asking
if she was engaged.

I'm not looking for love.

I'm looking for a caretaker

for my rather large estate.

It's her or no deal.

Get out.

Leave!

As you wish.

No. Wait.

I will go with him.

- I forbid it.
- No.

No one decides my fate but me.

I shall go.

It's forever, dearie.

My family,

my friends...
they will all live?

You have my word.

Then you have mine.

I will go with you forever.

Deal.

Belle.

Belle.

You cannot do this.

Belle, please.

You can't go with this...

beast.

Father...

Gaston...

It's been decided.

You know...

She's right.

The deal is struck.

Oh.

Congratulations
on your little war.

Well, this is just perfect.

I've been looking for you,
Mr. French.

I'll have your money next week.

The terms of the loan
were fairly specific.

Take the van.

Wait.

No.

Tomorrow's Valentine's Day.

It's the biggest day of...

I've got a grand in roses
in the back.

Stop!
You've gotta let me sell 'em.

I'm gonna leave you two
to continue this conversation.

Oh, this is no way
to do business, Gold.

You are the lowest!

People aren't gonna
put up with this!

Mr. Gold.

That was quite a show
back there.

Well, Mr. French is
just having a bad day.

Happens to the best of us.

I've been meaning to talk
to you about something.

Yeah, and the moment you have
something I want to discuss,

we'll have that little chat.

No, we're gonna do this now.
It'll only take a moment.

Is there something eating you,
dear?

Something you need
to get out in the open?

'Cause it's gonna have to wait.

Please.

Oh, you got the book.

Yeah.
Yeah, I just started it.

It's great. Can't wait
to see how it ends.

Uh, I can push the tables
together if you guys...

- Oh, no, we're not together.
- No, it's...

Hey, David.

- Hey.
- Mary Margaret.

So...

How's your day going?

Henry's fine.

That's not what I asked you.

You sure?

Really. He's his normal self.

Regina won't keep you
separated forever.

When people are supposed
to be together,

they find a way.

Yeah.

So he's
his normal self. He's fine.

He's happy?

Yes.

No.

He misses you a lot.

Trust me. I'm with him,
like, six hours a day.

Six hours?

You take newborns?
'Cause I'd love six hours off.

Ashley.

I didn't... I didn't
even recognize you.

Oh. Baby on the outside?

How's it going?

It's, uh...

It's, uh...

I mean, the baby's great,
but, uh,

we really haven't had time to do
the whole getting married thing

so that's been rough,

and Sean's been working
double shifts at the cannery.

Well, he has to work.

On Valentine's Day? Yeah.

He couldn't get out of it.

I'm sorry. That sucks.

It doesn't have to.

Come out with me.
Let's have a girls' night.

We can all go.
Mary Margaret, Emma, too,

- if you leave the badge at home.
- I'm not really in the party mood,

but you guys can all go
and have fun.

What's that?

It's the station.

Something's up.

Sheriff Swan.

Your neighbor
saw your front door open.

They called it in.

It appears I've been robbed.

Funny how that keeps
happening to you.

Yeah, well...

I'm a difficult man to love.

Uh, where...
where are you taking me?

Let's call it... your room.

My room?

Well, it sounds a lot nicer
than "dungeon."

No!

Hey! You can't
just leave me in here!

And...

Hello?

Hello?

You will serve me my meals,

and you will clean
The Dark Castle.

I-I understand.

You will dust my collection
and launder my clothing.

Yes.

You will fetch me fresh straw
when I'm spinning at the wheel.

Got it.

Oh. And you will

skin the children I hunt
for their pelts.

That one was a quip.

Not serious.

Right.

Oh...

My. I'm so sorry, but, uh...

It's... it's chipped.

You... you can hardly see it.

Oh, it's just a cup.

Sheriff Swan, you can go now.

I know exactly what was taken
and who did it.

I've got it from here.

No, you don't.

This was a robbery.
Public menace.

And if you don't tell me
what you know,

I'll have to arrest you for
obstruction of justice.

I have a feeling you don't
want to be behind bars.

Indeed not.

All right,
his name's Moe French.

He sells flowers. He recently
defaulted on a loan.

A short time ago,

we had a little disagreement
over collateral.

Okay. I'll go get him,
check him out.

I'm sure you will,
assuming I don't find him...

Let's just say bad things tend
to happen to bad people.

Is that a threat?

Observation.

Good luck.

Why do you spin so much?

Sorry. It's just...

You've spun straw into more gold
than you could ever spend.

I like to watch the wheel.

Helps me forget.

Forget what?

I guess it worked.

What are you doing?

Opening these.
It's almost spring.

We should let some light in.

- What did you do? Nail them down?
- Yes.

Um... thank you.

Thank you.

It's no matter.

I'll, uh,
put the curtains back up.

Uh...

There's no need.
I'll get used to it.

You're welcome.
You're right.

Your man Moe ripped you off.

It was all still at his place.

And the man himself?

Closing in on him.

So job well half-done then.

In less than a day,
I got everything back.

- Is something wrong?
- You've recovered nothing.

There's something missing.

I'll get it when I find him.

Not if I find him first.

Oh.

Why did you want me here?

The place was filthy.

I think you were lonely.

I mean,
any man would be lonely.

I'm not a man.

So I've had a couple of months
to look around, you know.

And, uh, upstairs,

there's, uh, clothing, small,

as if for a-a child?

Was it yours or...

Or was there a son?

There was.

There was a son.

I lost him...

As I did his mother.

I'm...

I'm sorry.

So you... you were a man once.

An ordinary man.

If I'm never going to know
another person in my whole life,

can't I at least know you?

Perhaps...

Perhaps you just want to learn
the monster's weaknesses.

Nuh. Nuh.

Nuh, nuh, nuh.

You're not a monster.

You think you're uglier
than you are.

That's why you cover
all the mirrors up, isn't it?

Hmm?

I am sir Gaston,

and you, Beast, have taken...

Mm.

Who was that?

Just an old woman
selling flowers.

Here.

Huh.

If you'll have it.

Why, thank you.

You had a life, Belle,

before... this...

friends... family.

What made you choose
to come here with me?

Heroism.

Sacrifice.

You know, there aren't
a lot of opportunities

for women in this land
to... to show what they can do,

to see the world, to be heroes.

So when you arrived,

that was my chance.

I always wanted to be brave.

I figured,
do the brave thing and...

Bravery would follow.

And is it everything you hoped?

Well, uh...

I did want to see the world.

That part
didn't really work out.

But, uh...

I did save my village.

And what about your, uh...

Betrothed?

It was an arranged marriage.

Honestly, I never really
cared much for Gaston.

You know, to me, love is...

Love is layered.

Love is a...

A mystery to be uncovered.

Yeah, I could never truly
give my heart

to someone as superficial
as he.

But, um, you were going to
tell me about your son.

I'll tell you what.

I'll make you a deal.

Go to town...

And fetch me some straw.

When you return,

I'll share my tale.

But...

You... town?

You... you trust me
to come back?

Oh, no.

I expect I'll never
see you again.

Mmm.

Mmm!

Pace yourself, Ashley.

- Whoo! I am.
- Yeah.

This is the first night out
since I've had the baby.

I am making up for lost time.

Mmm!

Ooh, Ash, check out those guys.

Honey, I'm still with Sean.

You're not married,
and he's not here.

He's working.

He's always working.

Have fun moping.

She's right.

He is always working.

I thought love
would be different.

Me, too.

Did you find everything, Liz?

Two valentines.

Sounds like a complicated life.

Oh, no, I-I just
couldn't decide.

These are both
for the same woman?

Well, they're both so...
Us.

- I see.
- There you go.

Well, you're fortunate
you have someone that loves you.

- I really am.
- Have a good evening.

- Love.
- Okeydoke.

It's like a delicate flame.

And once it's gone,

it's gone forever.

Best of luck to you.

Thanks.

Oh, bless you.

Ah. Thank you.

Walk.

Now you see,
here's the thing...

I don't normally let people
get away.

Whoa!

Did my carriage splash you?

Oh. Oh, no, I'm... I'm fine.

You know, I'm tired of riding.

Let me stretch my legs and walk
with you for a spell.

You carry very little.

I don't want to be slowed down.

Mm. You're running
from someone.

The question is,
master or lover?

Oh.

Master and lover.

I might take a rest.

You... you go on ahead.

So if I'm right,

you love your employer,

but you're leaving him.

I might love him.

I mean, I could, except...

Something evil
has taken root in him.

Sounds like a curse to me.

And all curses can be broken.

A kiss born of true love
would do it.

Oh, child, no.

I would never suggest
a young woman

to kiss a man
who held her captive.

What kind of message is that?

Right.

Besides, if he loves you,
he would've let you go.

And if he doesn't love you,

well, then the kiss
won't even work.

Well, he did let me go.

Yes, but no kiss happened.

And a kiss...
a kiss is enough?

He'd be a man again?

An ordinary man.

True love's kiss

will break any curse.

Oh, you're back already.

Good.

Good thing.

I'm, uh,
I'm nearly out of straw.

Hmm.

Come on.
You're happy that I'm back.

I'm not unhappy.

And, uh,

you promised me a story.

Did I?

Mm-hmm.

Oh.

Tell me about your son.

Uh...

I lost him.

There's nothing more to tell,
really.

And since then,

you've loved no one,

and no one has loved you.

Why did you come back?

I wasn't going to.

But then...

Something changed my mind.

Oh.

What's happening?

Kiss me again. It's working.

What is?

Any curse can be broken.

Who told you that?!

Who knows that?!

I-I-I don't know. She, uh...

She... she...

"she."

You... evil... soul.

This was you!

You turned her against me!

You think you can make me weak?

You think you can defeat me?!

Who are you talking to?

The Queen!

Your friend, The Queen.

How did she get to you?

The... the Queen? I don't...

I knew this was a trick.

I knew you could
never care for me.

Oh, yeah.

You're working for her.

Or is this all you?

Is this you being the hero
and killing the beast?

- It was working...
- Shut up!

- This means it's true love!
- Shut the hell up!

- Why won't you believe me?!
- Because no one...

No one could ever, ever love me!

Let me explain.

Okay?

Let me explain.

Oh.

Well, that is...

Fascinating.

Truly fascinating.

I'm gonna let you breathe
in a second,

and you're gonna say
two sentences.

The first
is gonna tell me where it is.

The second is gonna tell me
who told you to take it.

Do you understand the rules?

Yeah.

Good. Let's begin.

I needed that van.

Ah, ta, ta, ta, ta.

Now you see, that is not
a good first sentence.

Oh! Gold!

Listen.

Tell me where it is!

Oh! Stop.

Tell me where it is!

Oh, stop!

It wasn't my fault.

"My fault"?

What are you talking about,
"my fault"?

You shut her out.

You had her love
and you shut her out!

Aah!

She's gone.

She's gone forever.

She's not coming back.

- And it's your fault!
- Aah!

Not mine!

Aah!

- You are her father!
- Aah!

Yours! It's yours!

It's your fault!
It's your fault!

Stop.

Girls' night's
really working out for you.

I thought it would
make me feel better.

But the truth is...

I need
a "be with my guy" night.

But he's never around.

And I'm at home with the baby
all day.

I mean, what's the point
of being together

if we're not together?

I get it.

Loving someone
you can't be with...

It's a terrible,
terrible burden.

Look, this was a bad idea.

I should... I should go home.

Ashley.

Sean?

Hey.

I thought that you were
working tonight.

I am. It's my break,

and I had to see you...

And ask you something.

Will you marry me?

I only have a 20-minute break,
so, um,

anytime now.

Yes!

My truck's outside
if you want to take a ride

before I head back to work.

It's not much of a date.

It's the best date.

Then your carriage awaits.

Get in.

How's girls' night?

David?

What are you doing here?

I knew you'd be here,

and I, uh,

I wanted to give you
your Valentine's Day card.

Check up on me?

Maybe a little.

I didn't want you
finding somebody else.

Like you?

"Kathryn, I woof you."

No. I'm so sorry.

I meant...

I meant this one.

I-I-I always thought
that if two people

were supposed to be together,
they'd find a way,

but, David, if this is our way,

I think we should find
another one.

Mary Margaret...

I think you should go home
to Kathryn.

I know.

You're right.

But it doesn't mean
I'm gonna give up.

We'll find that way.

I hope so.

Happy Valentine's Day.

Happy Valentine's Day.

So I heard you managed
not to break anything he needs.

You're lucky, Mr. Gold.

You got a funny definition
of "lucky."

You have a funny definition
of justice.

What did he really do?

He stole.

That reaction was about more
than taking a few trinkets.

You said something
about how he hurt "her,"

what happened to "her"?
Who was that?

What did he do?

If someone needs help,
maybe I can help.

No. I'm sorry, sheriff.
I think you heard that wrong.

You really don't want
to cooperate.

Look, we're done here.

Actually...

No, we're not.

You're under arrest.

So...

What are you going to do to me?

Go.

Go?

I don't want you anymore,
dearie.

You know,
you were freeing yourself.

You could've had happiness

if you just believed
that someone could want you.

But you couldn't take
the chance.

That's a lie.

You're a coward,
Rumplestiltskin.

And no matter how thick
you make your skin,

that doesn't change.

I'm not a coward, dearie.

It's quite simple, really.

My power...

Means more to me than you.

No.

No, it doesn't.

You just don't think
I can love you.

Now you've made your choice.

And you're going to regret it.

Forever.

And all you'll have...

Is an empty heart...

And a chipped cup.

Pastrami.

You want half?

You know
I still owe you that favor.

Nice, fatty pastrami.

Delicious way
to clear the books.

Well, I don't need a reminder
that you owe me a favor.

And when the day comes
that I make my request,

it'll be for more
than half a sandwich.

Sheriff Swan?

I'm letting you have
30 minutes with Henry.

Take him out.
Buy him ice cream.

You want me to leave you alone
with a prisoner?

291/2 minutes.

Hi, Emma.

Hey.

Bring me back a cone.

Just this once.

Come on. Let's go.

Well...

You really wanted
that little chat, didn't you?

Apparently, this is
the only way I could do it.

Please.

Sit.

Now when two people both want
something the other has,

a deal can always be struck.

Do you have what I want?

Yes.

So...

You did put him up to it, then.

I merely suggested that...

Strong men take what they need.

Oh, yeah, and you told him

just exactly what to take,
didn't you?

We used to know each other
so well, Mr. Gold.

Has it really
come down to this?

It seems it has, yeah.

But you know what I want.

What is it you want?

I want you
to answer one question.

And answer it simply.

What's your name?

It's Mr. Gold.

Your real name.

Every moment I've spent
on this earth,

that's been my name.

But what about moments
spent elsewhere?

What are you asking me?

I think you know.

If you want me to return
what's yours,

tell me your name.

Rumplestiltskin.

Now give me what I want.

Such hostility.

Oh, yeah.

Over this?

Such a...

Sentimental little keepsake.

Thank you...

Your majesty.

So...

Now that we're being honest
with each other,

let's remember how things
used to be, shall we?

And don't let these bars
fool you, dear.

I'm the one with the power
around here.

I'm gonna be out of here
in no time,

and nothing
between us will change.

We shall see.

Flimsy locks.

I have a deal to discuss.

A certain... mermaid.

I'm not dealing today.

Are you angry with me?

What is it this time?

Your little deception failed.

You'll never be more powerful
than me.

You can keep trying, dearie,

but you're never gonna beat me.

Oh.

Is this about that girl
I met on the road?

Hmm?

What was her name?

Margie?

Verna?

Belle.

Right.

Well...

You can rest assured I had
nothing to do with that tragedy.

What tragedy?

You don't know?

Wow.

After she got home...

Her fiance had gone missing.

And after her stay here,

her...

"Association" with you,

no one would want her,
of course.

Her father shunned her,

cut her off, shut her out.

So she needs...

A home?

He was cruel to her.

He locked her in a tower

and sent in clerics
to cleanse her soul

with scourges and flaying.

After a while, she threw herself
off the tower.

She died.

You're lying.

Am I?

We're done.

Fine.

I have other calls to make.

Hmm.

The place is looking dusty,
rumple.

You should get a new girl.

Pretty.

Well, I know how hard you work.

Has anyone been to see her?

No, ma'am.

Not today.

Not ever.