Once Upon a Time (2011–2018): Season 4, Episode 8 - Smash the Mirror: Part 1 - full transcript

Previously on
Once Upon A Time...

Soon I will have what I want.
A family that loves me.

Sometimes, ordinary objects

can come to possess their
own special kind of magic.

I'm ready to make that deal.
I want my ribbons back.

I'm no longer convinced
you have anything I want.

You want what all villains want.

Everything.

Every Dark One tries.

Every one fails.

You will never collect enough
power to do what you want.



Oh, I will. But, alas, you
won't be there to see it.

If you truly want to save Marian...

You're gonna have to forget about me.

You were planning to use
this to strip away her magic.

No, that's not why I had it.

The family that you think you have...

They may love you...

Keep your distance.
I don't want to hurt anyone.

- But they also fear you.
- Let me go!

Emma!

Did you find her?

No. We looked everywhere.

She doesn't want to be found.

Once Upon A Time: "Smash the Mirror (1/2)"
Season 4 Episode 8



Original Airdate Nov. 16, 2014

I know who you are.

And I can be of no help to you.

No, of course not.

You're an errand boy
long past his prime.

I wish to speak to the
one you work for.

There are many who desire an
audience with the sorcerer,

but he speaks only
through his apprentice.

Then tell him, apprentice,

I wish to make a deal.

The sorcerer does not
make petty deals,

especially with those who have
succumbed to the darkness...

Like you.

I think in this case, he
might make a small exception.

We'll see.

I have his hat.

You have no idea

the forces you are dealing with.

Hmm.

Tell me where it is.

Oh. No.

Did you think that I
was foolish enough

to bring it with me?

The hat is hidden far away.

And unless he gives me what I want,

the sorcerer will never
see his hat again.

And what is it that you so desire?

Happiness.

The kind I haven't
known in a long time...

since I was a little girl,

running in a field with my sisters,

chasing a kite.

Our love made us strong.

Until it didn't.

My sisters could never
accept who I was

because they were... ordinary.

I want two new sisters,
born with magic, like me.

My niece, Elsa, will be joining me.

We need a third magical sister...

a perfect match.

A match like that

will be extremely hard to come by.

It could take time.

Tell the sorcerer I am
a very patient woman.

I am willing to wait
as long as it takes

to find a perfect sister.

Okay.

Okay, come on. Calm down.

Mom?

Henry, what are you doing here?

I've been out all night
looking for you.

- Everyone has.
- I told them all to stay away.

I can't control my powers right now.

Listen, don't worry about me.

I'm gonna find a way to fix this,

but until I do...

- You got to go.
- No.

You always think that
pulling away from people

will fix your problems,
but it never does.

I can help you.

Henry, just wait. I...

Henry!

Henry, are you okay?

You okay?

Yeah, I'm... I'm fine.

Is that a cut? Henry, what did I do?

I-It's fine. I'm okay.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

Mom.

Stop! Please, don't come any closer.

I love you, kid, but you got to go.

Just go!

I know exactly how you feel...

Seeing the fear in his eyes.

You are out of control.

But, Emma, you're not
going to hurt me.

Nor should you. I'm on your side.

Just leave me the hell alone.

You can run, but it won't help.

The only way this ends

is you embracing who you are.

If it means hurting people I love,

no, thanks.

Mm, good morning.

Well, look who's finally woken up.

I apologize, but, uh,

that was the best...

Sleep I've had in a very long time.

How would you like to
come back to my camp...

And let me cook you breakfast?

Ohh, that sounds lovely,

but we both know we can't do that.

Yeah, you're probably right.

Little John is a bit of a gossip.

There it is.

There's that elusive
but satisfying smile

I think about every
time I close my eyes.

This makes me wonder why

we didn't do this a few decades ago.

I think you were suffering
from a bit of heartbreak

and a touch of self-loathing.

And I was just some drunk
in a bar with a tattoo.

Who tinker bell said I
was destined to be with.

I should have listened
to that stupid fairy.

Things might have
turned out differently

had I chosen you over...

well, instead of...

- Evil.
- Hmm.

You made mistakes.

And now you're making up for them.

Or digging myself in deeper.

You're married.

I know.

Even if there wasn't a Marian

I'm certain this would end badly.

Are you really that
much of a pessimist?

Well, you would be, too, if
you knew everything I did.

Have you seen this before?

No.

It's a magical storybook,
which we're all written into.

And there's me,

walking away from you at the bar.

Where did this come from?

I don't know.

It just appeared when
Henry needed it most,

full of stories about
heroes and villains.

Guess which column I'm in.

This book is about the past.

Like you said, you're not
the Evil Queen anymore.

Tell that to the author

because he seems to
have made it a rule

that villains don't get happy endings,

even if they change,
even if they try to be good.

Point him to me.

I'll be happy to have
more than a conversation.

I wish it were that simple,

but I don't know where
he is or who he is

or if it's a he or a she or an it.

I've searched everywhere,
and I've been failing.

Regina, let me help.

You can't.

And this...

Cannot happen a second time.

You understand?

I know.

But...

If we don't leave this room,

then I think that this still...

this counts as the first
time, doesn't it?

You'd think a big
yellow driving machine

would be easier to find.

Perhaps she doesn't want to be found,

since, you know, that's
what she bloody told us.

Well, the good news is

thanks to the ice wall,
Emma can't leave town.

The longer she isolates
herself, the worse it'll get.

Her magic will just keep spiraling.

Elsa's right. This was a
bad idea coming home.

We should still be
out there searching.

Hey, this isn't your fault.

It isn't.

We'll find Emma, but we've
been searching all night.

Everyone's exhausted,
yourself included.

So we refuel, we regroup.

And we go out, and we
find our daughter, okay?

Okay.

You don't have to look anymore.

Henry. We thought you
were asleep upstairs.

We told you to stay here.
What happened?

I snuck out, okay?
I'm sorry, but I found her.

How is she? Is she okay? Is she hurt?

She's out in the woods.

I thought I could help calm her down,

but when I showed up, it
just made things worse.

Come with me. I'll clean
you up in the bathroom.

This is bad news.

If anyone can calm her
down, it's Henry.

When your powers are out of control,

everything's upside down.

You don't want to be anywhere
near the people you care about.

Wonderful. Well, shall we
send Sneezy after her, then?

Or happy? Which is
the dwarf she despises?

I was so scared that I would hurt Ana

until I finally realized
you can't run away

from the people who love
you because, in the end,

they're the only ones
who can help you.

Hurry, I want everything
ready before Ana arrives.

Uh, chocolate fondue goes there.

Chocolate toast, chocolate julekake.

And chocolate ice cream.

Or is ice cream too obvious? Should
we lose the ice cream?

Oh, Ana, don't come in yet. I
haven't got everything ready.

I'm afraid Ana won't
be at dinner tonight.

Something quite terrible has happened.

Could you leave please?

It's all right. We'll finish later.

What is it?

This will be hard to
understand, but Ana,

she hasn't been entirely
honest with you.

She didn't come back from
Misthaven empty-handed.

She found the thing your
parents were looking for.

Which was...?

A magical hat to take
away your powers,

to cure you of the very
thing that makes you special.

So that's why they left on that boat.

But why would Ana hide that from me?

Because your dear sister was
planning to use it on you.

No, she would never.
She tried it on me first.

Fortunately, I stopped her.

She's in the dungeon,
awaiting your royal judgment.

Oh, there must be some
misunderstanding.

She called me a monster.

I'm afraid she was very clear

on her feelings about our powers.

She's my sister.

She's always supported me.

I felt that way about my sister,

your mother,

before she dropped me in that urn.

My mother put you in there?

Why have you never told me this?

You had such beautiful memories.

I didn't want to destroy them.

And I was hoping that
Ana would be different.

But she is exactly like your mother.

She will never accept who you are.

I'm so sorry.

I-I felt that you deserved the truth.

Are you okay?

I'd actually like to be
left alone, if that's okay.

Of course.

I'll be near, if you need me.

If you're trying to
hide from me, Ms. Swan,

you're doing a poor job.

I'm not hiding from you. I'm
hiding from everyone else.

Ah.

So Belle tells me.

She was watching Neal all night.

While my family was
searching for me, I know.

My magic is hurting people,
Gold... people I love.

I need you to help me control it.

What makes you think
I'm your best option?

Because I...

Hurt Henry.

What?

I... he's okay, but it was just luck.

You're probably the only person

who's safe around me right now.

I need you to help
before I hurt anybody else.

There's only one way to
help with this affliction.

Well, just fine. Do it.

You haven't heard
what I have to say.

I don't care.

My son is in pain because
of me. Just fix it.

This...

This is an ancient spell.

It's designed to take away light magic

from those who choose to part with it,

but the effect would be permanent.

- So I'd lose all my magic. I'd be...
- Ordinary.

But...

Your magic would no longer
hurt the ones you love,

and you would be able
to embrace your son.

Do it.

Well, unfortunately, savior
magic doesn't go quietly.

Though the spell won't
hurt you, it will destroy

almost everything else
within a city block.

That would make for quite
a macabre sight at grannies,

don't you think?

So let's find somewhere
else out in the woods.

As you wish.

I think I know...

Just the spot.

Here...

Is an abandoned manor.

Right here.

You meet me here at sundown.

And I'll have everything prepared.

Thanks, Gold.

Please don't tell anyone I was here.

Don't worry about me, dearie.

It'll be our little secret.

I need to see my sister,
Ana, immediately.

Elsa!

I thought you'd never find me.

Our aunt Ingrid...
she locked me in here.

Because you tried to attack her.

No, Elsa, you can't
believe anything she says.

She lied about her past.

- She's lying about me.
- Is she?

Did you learn what our parents
were after and then hide it?

I was waiting for the right moment.

So you lied and kept
this magical object,

this hat, which could
strip me of all my powers.

Yes, but I would never hurt you.

Enough!

Leave me alone to speak
with my sister...

Now.

Please.

You have to believe me.

Of course I believe you.

I'm so sorry about all that, Ana.

Wait. This was all a ruse?

It was a ruse!

Ohh.

I needed the guards to
think I sided with Ingrid.

I'm so sorry. Don't apologize.

You were fantastic.

I believed every word.
I was absolutely crushed.

Here. I got this back from the jailer.

Thank you.

When they took this, it...

it was like they were taking you.

I'm never going to
take this off again.

Well, hopefully, you'll
never end up in prison again.

Oh, speaking of which,

I'm really worried about
Ingrid right now.

She's scary and powerful
and smart and scary.

You already said scary.

So I'm really hoping you have a plan.

I have a plan...
well, half a plan.

We're going to sneak you out of here

and then steal back the urn...

And then trap her inside it.

That sounds like a whole plan.

However, I don't know
where she hides the urn,

and we live in a very,
very large castle.

Don't worry about that part.

I grew up running around this castle.

I know every nook and cranny.

How is he?

I gave him enough ice for the week.

It should help with the swelling.

No. How is he?

Upset.

I just wanted him to understand

Emma's magic is tied to
her emotions, like mine.

The reason she hurt him is

because she was trying
so hard not to hurt him.

It sounds very convoluted
when I try to explain it now.

No, no. Um...

It makes perfect sense.

Where's Henry? Is he okay?

He's fine. He's upstairs. We've
been trying to call you all night.

Well, I'm sorry if I don't
respond to your every summons!

Though I did bring that
locator potion you wanted.

Maybe next time, try
leading with, "thank you."

Now, may I see my son, please?

You might want to finish
buttoning your shirt first.

Oh. Well, I was in a rush to get here.

A locator potion. How
does this work, exactly?

We just pour it over anything

that belonged to Emma... something...

Something like this.

It's her.

Hey, mom. It's me.
Did Henry come home?

Oh, yes, yes. No, he's fine.

Emma, I am so sorry about
what happened yesterday.

I don't want you to ever think
that we are afraid of you.

Don't worry. It doesn't matter.

No, of course it matters.

This is all gonna be over soon.

I just needed to tell
you that I'm okay.

I-I have a way to fix everything.

Emma, no, wait.

What did she say?

She said she's going to
get rid of her magic...

Forever.

How is that even possible?

She said it will all be over soon,

and she can't wait to be home
for a cocoa with cinnamon.

Did she say
anything about the method?

If it was a spell or... a
magic object of some kind?

Who cares how she's doing it?
That's not what matters here.

No, you're absolutely right.

I wonder if she tried to call me.

Bloody hell.

I left my talking phone
in the back of your truck.

It's just called a phone.

What an impractical name.
I'll be back in two shakes.

Emma, it's Killian.

Call me right away, or
you may never make it home

for cinnamon and cocoa... Ever.

Damn it, Swan.

Don't tell me you
trusted The Crocodile.

It's dusty in here.

I'm surprised it bothers you.

Hey, I may have slept in a barn,

but it was a spotless barn.

I've never been in this
part of the palace.

What makes you think
Ingrid hid the urn here?

Mother and father told me
not to go in the east wing

because it was crumbling
and dangerous.

So, of course, I had to.

Naturally.

But it didn't seem dangerous to me.

Just... forgotten.

Mother probably wanted to forget

the painful memories of her sister.

You royals sure go to
exhaustive lengths

to ignore your issues.

You're still here?

You're supposed to be
outside keeping watch.

And, remember, if you see
Ingrid, use the secret signal.

Wait, do we have a secret signal?

Uh, I think "run" will work just fine.

What is it, Elsa? Is
everything all right?

Yeah, I was just thinking about
what it must have been like

when mother and Ingrid were younger.

I wonder what happened

that made them turn
against each other.

Knowing Ingrid, I'm not
surprised things got ugly.

You don't need to worry.

It's in the past.

And you and I both know
that can never happen to us.

Now... We need to get searching.

We need to find that urn.

Hans!

Look, he's... he's...

He's frozen.

I guess I forgot to tell you

everything that happened
since you were away.

Ingrid did this?

To be fair, it's the one good thing

she's done since
getting out of that urn.

And look, there it is.

It's smaller than I imagined.

It must not have been
very comfortable.

Well, she's going to have to make do

because she's going
right back inside it.

Did you come here for a reason?

As I recall, I already
told you what you need to do

to free yourself from your dagger.

Hmm.

I have nothing more to give you...

Unless...

you simply like watching me.

I never do anything
without a good reason.

And watching your twisted
mind at work does not qualify.

Twisted?

Says the man who betrayed
everyone in Storybrooke.

I haven't betrayed a single person.

Not yet, anyway.

Did you forget that you gave me those?

Did you forget what they can do?

I don't forget much, dearie.

But if you plan to put
that ribbon on Emma Swan,

you're about to be disappointed.

With her powers out of control,

I've now found my own use for her.

You think you can take
her away from me now?

What did you do?

Look down.

Remember the urn
your sister placed you in?

It had the power to limit your magic.

Elsa destroyed that urn.

Well, funny thing about magic...

it can never be destroyed completely.

It simply lives on in other forms.

Magic survives.

I visited the barn where
the urn was destroyed,

collected its remnants
grain by grain...

painstaking process.

And I must say... the effort paid off.

When I escape,

there will be a terrible price to pay.

Don't worry.

The dust won't last long,

just long enough to get what I want.

And, uh, you see,

I don't have to betray
everyone in Storybrooke.

Just you.

And, I'm afraid...

Emma Swan.

Hands off. That's me lunch and dinner.

Sorry, friend, but I
need to pick your brain.

And I need you sober

as friar Tuck on a
Sunday when I do it.

I'm not sure Sunday's ever made
any difference for that man.

What's happening?

Regina needs our help.

- This book.
- Funny.

You were never much
the reading sort, Robin.

It's not mine. I stole it.

Ah, well, that sounds more like you.

So, what's so important about a book?

Whoever wrote this imbued
it with magical powers...

powers that could change
Regina's future for the better.

We need to figure out who did this.

Information about the
writer of a magical book.

I might just have an idea.

Excellent.

But I'm gonna need me
lunch and dinner back.

See, you ain't been in
this town as long as I have.

There wasn't always
magic, but when it came,

it started at one place...
the Clock Tower.

See, for 28 years, them
hands didn't move.

Time stood still.

Then one day, tick-tock,
it bloody did.

I'm afraid you've lost me, will.

I understand the significance
of the magical clock,

but what's that got to do
with this book or its author?

Do you know what's under
that magical clock tower?

No.

A library.

Hmm.

I've always liked that picture.

Emma has your eyes.

She has your smile.

Do you remember when you
took it? How could I forget?

That was the party we had at granny's

after Emma helped us go up against...

Pan or Anton the giant?

- Try Cora.
- Oh.

We invited happy to that?

I guess it's easy to lose track.

She has saved Storybrooke a lot.

Mm-hmm.

I'm worried about her, too,

but Emma is tough.

She'll be fine.

What if she's making a mistake?

Because of us...
shouldn't we be out there

trying to convince her
not to give up her magic?

Well, it's her choice, not ours.

She knows we support
her, no matter what,

and if losing her magic
is what she wants,

well... maybe it's not
such a bad thing.

But it's part of who
she is... a savior.

I mean, she was born
this way... a hero.

So isn't embracing
that the right thing?

Well, if the Snow Queen
is doing all this

because of Emma's power, maybe...

Getting rid of it is the heroic thing.

Do you remember the
night Emma was born?

Before we put her in the wardrobe,

you said we had to
give her her best chance.

Maybe now her best
chance is for her to be...

Normal.

We can't let anyone see us.

Ingrid could have eyes
and ears everywhere.

Of course, not literally.
That would be gross.

And unhygienic.

Though she does have
skeletons in her closet.

Because we did just
find Hans in her closet.

And his body does contain a skeleton.

Aah.

Okay, that was a close one. Let's go.

You're not going.

Elsa.

Is what Ingrid said true?

That our parents went to Misthaven

to find something to
take away my magic?

It is.

Sorry, Elsa, I should have told you

the second I got back home.

I just... I didn't know how.

I don't blame them.

When people look at this painting,

they see a king and a queen.

But the only thing I
see is mama and papa.

They were only human.
They made mistakes.

If they could see you today,

I bet they would never ask you
to give up a part of yourself.

But they're not here.

And we'll never know.

What matters

is that your powers make you special.

And I wouldn't want you any other way.

I've tried this one before.

Probably easier when I'm not
drunk and getting punched.

It's a pin tumbler with six pins.

Not the easiest.

With a bit of luck and a light touch,

the old will Scarlet...

"Opening hours till 10:00."

Very generous.

Indeed.

I can keep sitting here

pretending to read about Wolverine,

or you can talk about
what happened with Emma.

Nothing to talk about.

Can I at least look at the wound?

Not that I don't trust
the ice doctor's diagnosis.

Okay, fine.

Does that hurt?

A little.

Not anymore.

All better.

It must be nice to have
magic and be useful.

What's that supposed to mean?

I went out there to help her,

but I couldn't do anything
because I'm just...

Ordinary.

Henry.

We are each given our own gifts.

You have the heart of
the truest believer.

You brought us all together.

Never think you're ordinary

just because you don't have magic...

Or claws or...

Ripped purple shorts.

Now, don't worry about Emma.

She's a hero, and, as we both know...

Heroes always win.

Crocodile?!

Where are you?!

Emma. No.

No, no, no.

Swan, it's Killian again.

You have to listen to me.

I know that you've been to see Gold.

I saw what you did.

And if he's promised to
get rid of your powers,

don't listen to him.

He doesn't want to help you.

He wants... he wants
to collect your powers

in a bloody magic hat.

And when he does, you'll
be sucked in, too.

I-I don't know what he's planning,

but I know that he's
been lying to Belle.

The dagger he gave her is a fake.

I only know all this because...

because I'm afraid I've
been lying to you, too.

Gold blackmailed me into helping him.

He knew.

He knew I'd do whatever
it takes to be with you,

and he used it against me.

I just wanted to be

a better man for you, Swan.

But I failed.

And now because of it,
I might lose you.

I'm sorry.

But I hope you never
forgive me because that means

that you'll get this in
time to save yourself.

Goodbye.