Once Upon a Time (2011–2018): Season 7, Episode 4 - Beauty - full transcript

Rumple! I said no pictures.

I'm... I'm not even
ready for the party yet.

I'm a mess.

You look beautiful.

You are gonna make me regret
giving you that camera.

Okay.

Regina, Zelena got balloons.

Emma and Hook... cake.

Snow and David are bringing bubble wands.
Hi.

I don't know. I guess Baby
Neal is obsessed with them.

- Belle?
- Yes.



Relax.

It's a children's birthday party.

As long as everyone turns up

and Gideon ends up with
birthday cake all over his face,

it's a success.

I know. You're right.

It's just after all these years,

I guess I'm used to the chaos.

Maybe I should get, unused to it.

Well, Storybrooke's certainly
been quiet this past year.

I can't even remember the
last time I used the dagger.

Hey.

I got something for you.

It's for all of us. It's a family thing.



Rumple, it's...

It's beautiful. I love it.

It's for our travels.

Belle, you have been so patient with me.

Too patient.

You've seen the man behind the beast

when no one else could.

Rumple.

That beast is a distant memory now.

So, let me do this for you.

You deserve to finally get
what you've always wanted...

to see the world.

Hey, Tilly.

Detective.

What brings you to
my humble bench today?

Well, the deli mixed up my order again.

They gave me orange marmalade
instead of my Reuben.

Orange marmalade... your favorite.

But how do I know it's my favorite?

Well, there's only one way to find out.

Take a bite.

Then maybe we can talk business.

This "business"...

It have anything to do
with Victoria Belfrey?

God, she's a wicked woman.

Had an exgirlfriend
who worked for her once.

Said Belfrey'd rather
scoop out her own eyes

than do something
nice for another human.

She's not like you.

Why do you work for her?

I don't.

And by the way, I'm the detective here.

I ask the questions.

Take off the mask. You look ridiculous.

But we're all wearing masks!

It's Halloween.

Is that why you're
playing with that toy?

Damn thing's broken.

What's the point of
an unsolvable puzzle?

What's the point of a solvable one?

Things are changing here, Detective.

I've started noticing things.

Bet you didn't know
you're wearing a mask, too.

But I'm not quite sure I like this one.

Think I'd much rather
see the man behind it.

Sandwich time is over. We're done.

Security, we have a
trash situation upstairs.

Thank you.

Look, Ivy.

I know I'm not supposed
to be anywhere near Lucy.

I just came by to drop off her costume.

After that little "Occupy
Garden" stunt you pulled,

you're lucky Mother
didn't exile you to Canada.

I don't expect you to
understand why I did what I did,

but what's with the hostility?

I thought you'd be
happy to see me punished.

Because who do you think

has to take the little
monster trickortreating now?

Me.

Ivy, if you don't want
to take her, let me do it.

And risk Mother finding out

I did something to make you happy?

I'd rather eat carbs.

Boo! Ha ha!

Always wondered...

Is it better to be feared or loved?

My God.

Feared it is, then.

That was kind of fun.

How did you get into my car?

I'm much more interested in
how I got to Hyperion Heights...

Or rather, how we all got here.

Who are you?

Doesn't matter.

What does is... who are you?

Let's see what's under
that silly mask of yours.

Aah! Aah!

Detective.

You wanted to see me?

Yes.

Can you tell me why I was accosted

by one of your street rats today?

How do you know it was one of mine?

Because she left me a gift.

Has your name all over it.

And...

Now, I telephoned her doctor.

These pills are the only
thing keeping this Tilly sane.

If she doesn't take them,

she becomes confused and dangerous,

and right now, she's off them.

Now, get her to take these pills

and let's get her the help she needs

before she hurts somebody.

She needs to be locked up.

You and I have always
had a clear understanding.

I help you when it suits me.

Drugging and locking up
one of my best informants

does not suit me.

Do you know what suits me, Detective?

Having someone I can trust.

Now, I thought you were that man,

but maybe I was wrong.

Maybe you're not the
man I thought you were.

Maybe I'm not.

Shame.

Well, I enjoyed our time together.

So much so, that I may
visit you in prison.

I imagine a corrupted detective like you

will feel right at home there.

Careful where you tread, Ms. Belfrey.

I've been careful enough
to tape where you've tread.

That was not our arrangement.

But it is now.

So, who's it to be?

You?

Or the girl?

I call it "The Poisoned Apple."

Scotch, Schnapps, and dry ice.

Could use a dash of cinnamon?

Cinnamon.

I never thought of that.

What's wrong with you?

You've been a gloomy Gus
since you walked in here.

Last time I saw you, you
were all smiles and ice cream

with Jacinda and Lucy.

What happened?

After we split that night,
I, took a detour home

through the cemetery where my
wife and daughter are buried.

It's just seeing the graves.

It just felt like losing
them all over again.

Hey, I get it.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Losing a love like that...
can make you afraid to move on.

But eventually,

you have to let go of those ghosts.

So, why don't you go ask Jacinda

if she wants to go to a Halloween party?

I don't know if I'm ready for that.

Well, then put on a
mask and pretend you are.

Moving forward doesn't
mean we forget the dead.

And if you loved once,

well, then you owe it to
yourself to at least try.

Find happiness again.

So, she's really got
it in for the girl?

No, that's not it.

I seen something in Belfrey's eyes today

I've never seen before... fear.

This is about something much bigger.

You think your informant
has the answers.

Tilly?

Best eyes and ears in Hyperion Heights.

Told me she's been
noticing things lately.

Things that Belfrey
doesn't want to get out.

Well, you need to find out what that is.

So you can use it as
leverage against her.

Well, that's how this
game works, Detective.

Is that all this girl
is to you and Belfrey...

A pawn?

Then why don't we split up

since one of us actually
wants to help her?

And I suppose you think that's you.

What? The Champion of Lost Girls?

Yeah, I've seen your cold case.

The one with the missing girl.

Little tip... do not bring
your baggage to my work.

Tilly is my informant, and
I will deal with her my way.

I thought you actually
cared about that girl.

But that's your mistake, Detective.

I don't care about anyone.

Gideon. Gideon, wait. Wait!

He's just excited.

And so am I.

Did you know that some books say

this bridge is older than time itself?

Thousands of years, people
have made sacrifices here,

begging their wishes in this very river.

Can you imagine that
kind of ancientness?

I don't have to.

It's not the only one to see
the generations come and go.

Rumple.

Belle, I've been alive
for many, many years.

And of all those years,

the last 10 have been the
happiest I can ever imagine.

Well, we're only just beginning.

I know.

But there's only one way I want
to live this life from now on...

as a mortal.

What are you saying?

I have a confession.

This isn't just another
stop on our, adventure.

This dagger has been a
burden to me for too long.

I've been a slave to its power,

and now, all I can hope
is this river can grant me

my one and only wish...

To live a singular,
natural life with you.

Rumple, that was beautiful.

No.

- Hey.
- No.

Hey, we can't be discouraged now, okay?

We will find a way to do it.

And you would go on
that journey with me?

There's nothing I'd rather do.

All I want is a life with you, Rumple.

I can't believe you
couldn't just paint my face.

Can we at least go to the
south end of the street?

They have an amazing
haunted house there,

and this block is so boring.

You think you're miserable?

I'm missing out on the
annual masquerade ball

because Mother wanted to be sure

her precious Lucy had a good time.

Well, I'm not. And you're
not missing anything.

You didn't get invited
to the ball this year.

I heard you complaining about it.

You know, I think you should
make that bag a yearround look.

Please be an Apollo Bar.
Please be an Apollo Bar.

Hi, there.

Hey, kid, you like Milk Duds?

Took you long enough.

Are you done begging for
candy? Can we go home?

I stepped in pumpkin vomit,

and these shoes are
worth more than your life.

Okay.

What?

Who the hell are you?

Lucy?

Lucy!

Damn it, Lucy, where are you?

Mother's gonna kill me.

Still playing with that puzzle, I see.

Solved it!

You seemed to be confused
about how this works.

No, I'm not confused.

I finally understand.

I just had to see the whole picture,

the whole story.

See, we all have stories.

I have a story. This troll has a story.

Even you, Mr. Weaver, have a story.

And it's a thing of beauty.

Well, it's Detective Weaver,

and the only story I'm interested in now

is why you assaulted Victoria Belfrey.

Did you see something?

See something? Well, I see everything.

Now, I'm 10 feet tall!

Enough with the riddles.

Why did you stop taking your pills?

Those pills... no.

Victoria wants to make me small again,

or she wants to make me
forget, make me blind.

And I don't want to be blind,
not when I can finally see.

Not when I'm so close,
so close, to remembering.

Remembering what?

How to make you see again, too.

See what?

Tilly, what do you know
about Victoria Belfrey?

If you tell me, I can help.

The answer is right here.

We're all pieces of the same puzzle.

But without each other,

it's impossible to see the big picture.

That's why Belfrey scattered us.

She made us all wear masks so
we can't recognize each other.

But soon, the masks will come off,

and soon, you will see
who you really are...

the good man behind the cop.

Or, wait...

is it behind the beast?

Come down. Come down.

Look, you know something,

something that's making
Victoria Belfrey quite nervous.

You have to tell me what that is.

I could tell you.

But if you believe me,
I'd rather show you.

You know, yyou could
just take a photograph.

No need.

I could remember how you
look right now forever.

Mother, Father.

Gideon.

Appreciate the commitment,

but maybe just one book at a time.

This isn't about getting
rid of the dagger.

These books are for me.

Why do you need so many books?

I've been accepted into Elphame Academy.

I'm to start in two weeks.

Gideon.

I'm so proud.

Look at you.

You're a scholar just like your mother.

And like Mother, I could
always use more books.

I didn't think he'd be
leaving us this soon.

Belle, III'm sorry.

We were spending all these years

running around trying
to break that damn curse.

We should have been raising our boy.

Rumple, we did.

We've had Gideon for 18 amazing years.

Years filled with...
with life and adventure,

and now, it's... it's time
for him to go and find his own.

He's ready.

Yeah, but what if I'm not ready?

Well, maybe this will help.

What's this?

A gift.

I, I think I've found

the answer we've been searching for...

How we can get rid of the dagger.

Or, at least, a guide to that answer.

Okay.

This scroll describes a fairy
prophecy about the Dark One.

And... and it says,

"When the Dark One finds Eternal Love"

at the Sun's brightest
set where time stops,

"the path will appear to where
the darkness shall rest."

I know where this is.

It's called the Edge of Realms.

Well, then, that's where we'll go.

The Edge of Realms.

Four 8piece nuggets

with a side of Scary
Sauce and Fright Fries.

So, this Scary Sauce... Is it like,

Exorcistlevel scary,

or is it more like
Gremlinslevel scary?

- Exorcistlevel.
- Good.

'Cause I can't handle Gremlins.

Henry, are you actually
gonna order something,

or did you just come here to tell me

you were scared of puppets?

Yeah.

Yeah, well, actually, I was...

I came by because,

I was just kind of wondering if...

- like, later, sometime...
- Excuse me.

Yeah.

Ivy. What are you doing here?

Where is Lucy?

I assumed she'd come to find you.

You lost her?

I didn't lose her.

She ran away from me.

Now, help me find her
before Mother finds out.

My daughter's running around on her own,

and all you care about is
what your mother will think?

Please, I'm sure she's fine.

This would have never happened

if you had just let me
take her trickortreating.

And if you could just
get your life together...

- At least I have a life.
- Please.

Running around with a guy you
hope will be your baby daddy

isn't a life... it's pathetic.

He is my friend, but you wouldn't know

what having one of those is, would you?

We don't have time for this.
We need to find your spawn.

I can't.

If I leave right now,
Louie will fire me.

You know that.

Then I guess it's up to me, then.

Ivy to the rescue again.

I guess I have to look
for another job tomorrow.

No, no, no. Hey, hey. Hey. It's okay.

I'll help Ivy find Lucy.
You need to stay here.

- You will?
- Yeah, absolutely.

Just, text me every
place you can think of

that she might have went to.

We'll find her.

No, II just... I
can't not look for her.

You need to take care of her.

Okay? We'll be in constant touch.

Here. Let me see your phone.

Okay.

Here's my phone number.

Lucy's gonna be all right.

Don't worry about her.
Everything's gonna be fine.

The answers we seek
are at the train tracks.

You must be starving.

Eat.

Guess I'm an orange
marmalade girl after all.

Wait, this... this tastes strange.

My pills.

You never believed me, did you?

I need you to think clearly,

and you can't do that
without your pills.

You mean her pills.

You're not listening to
me! No one ever listens!

Those pills don't make me
clear. They make me foggy.

They make the world go away,
and that's what she wants!

All people ever do is
take things away from me.

I just never thought it would be you.

Look.

I'm not who you think I am.

- No, that's not true.
- It is.

You're a good man with a pure heart,

and as soon as you remember that,

you'll realize you're not alone at all.

That you have someone who loves you,

who's waiting for you.

I wish you were right, Tilly.

I wish I was that good man, but I'm not.

It's only because you don't remember.

But you still can.

There's still time before
the pills make me small again,

but we have to go.

Go now.

Tilly!

The Edge of Realms.

Where time stops

and the sun sets
brightest in all the lands.

And when it does,

we will finally have our answer
to getting rid of the dagger.

You know, Belle,

we are on the outermost
ridges of existence here.

The normal rules of time
and space do not apply.

An eternity here

could be like the blink
of an eye back home.

It could be years to us
before the sun finally sets.

So, then, we'll wait.

Are you sure?

What better place to build our home

than on an eternal summer day?

Then how about a rose garden?

And a cozy nook to read in?

Your wish is my command, Mrs. Gold.

I...

We came here to get rid of the dagger.

Okay?

I want to build our home
right here, with our own hands.

No, no, no, no.

Belle.

Belle!

Hey, excuse me.

Have you seen a little girl

about yea high wearing
a skeleton costume?

No? Thanks.

Ivy?

I'm sorry. I don't
remember calling a Swyft.

I'm just trying to find Lucy.

Jacinda texted me a list
of her possible haunts.

Now Jacinda has you
tracking down her kid?

You really are desperate,

even for a selfpublished writer.

Hey, I sold that book, all right?

Look if you didn't really
want to take Lucy out tonight,

why didn't you just let Jacinda do it?

You could have made everybody happy.

You can't make everybody happy.

And you do not want to see
Victoria Belfrey unhappy.

Why do you think I'm always
cleaning up her messes?

Why are you?

Why do you let her force you
into a role you don't want?

Because...

without my mother's
approval, I have no one.

Lucy and Jacinda may be apart,

but they will always have each other,

and... I'm all alone.

Not that I expect you to understand.

You're practically already

a part of her little instafamily.

You want to talk about being alone?

Until last week, the
only human contact I had

was with my Swyft riders.

I spend all my time in
a onebedroom apartment

with unfinished manuscripts.

And ghosts.

- Ghosts?
- Yeah.

Yeah, you're not the only one
on this bench with baggage.

Okay, then. So, how do we get rid of it?

The baggage.

Take a chance?

Do the scary thing?

Hope it all works out.

Is that what you call what
you're doing with Jacinda?

The "scary thing"?

I don't know.

I'm just figuring it out, same as you.

Give me the list.

It's number three.

Lucy's been blabbering about
that haunted house all day.

That's where she'll be.

Well, let's go!

- What?
- Come on.

Tilly.

Enough with the games.

What do you need to show me?

I just need to find it.

But I remember what it is now.

Look, you help me, and I'll help you.

I am helping you! Now, quickly.

We haven't got much time.
I can feel the fog coming.

Geez.

Tilly.

Tilly? Who's Tilly?

Sorry. I'm afraid I'm not myself.

But you're so close to being yourself.

Okay. Who the hell am I?

That's the greatest puzzle, isn't it?

And this is the missing piece.

Belle.

I thought I'd lost you.

You'll never lose me.

I know. I don't have to.

JJust lllet me use
it. JJust this once.

I can fix whatever ails you.

- Make you young again.
- Rumple.

We need more time.
The sun hasn't set yet.

And we still don't
have the answer we need

to get rid of the
dagger so I can join you.

There's something I need to tell you.

When I translated the prophecy
all those years ago, I realized

that the sun that needed to
set at the Edge of Realms,

it wasn't the one in the sky.

It was mine.

"When the Dark One finds eternal love

at the sun's brightest set."

It means that you have to believe

our love is powerful
enough to outlast death.

Only then will you find

the path that will lead you back to me.

How could you keep that from me?

I knew you wouldn't accept it.

You would have spent all our lives

searching for another answer.

And... I wanted to live our lives.

And we did.

And now, it... it's time to let me go.

Belle, I can't.

I'm afraid.

Let me tell you a story, then.

Once upon a time,

there was a beast who
took a girl prisoner.

But he fell in love with her.

And then he let her go.

And that is when the girl
realized that she loved him, too.

He thought he would never see her again.

But in the end... she came back to him.

More than a few times.

I remember that story.

See?

You let me go once before,

and... we found our
way back to each other.

You're a good man, Rumple.

Your heart is pure.

You will find the answer you need

to get rid of the dagger,

and you will find your
way back to me again.

I promise.

Belle.

Belle.

No. Don't leave me.

Please don't leave me.

Belle.

Please don't.

Look at it.

Don't you remember?

You gave it to me.

You said it would help
you get back to her.

Remind you of how to get back to her.

This?

It's just a cup.

You said it would work.

No, II remember now.

We... We knew each other before...

Before in that other
place. Yes, that's it!

Though you had a different name then.

What was it?

Sheepshanks? Spindleshanks?

You've gone mad...

We're all mad here!

Tilly...

put the gun down.

- Now!
- No. Sorry.

I don't have a choice.

The teacup didn't work.

Why are you doing this?

Because you told me to.

Rumplestiltskin.

I can't believe she's gone.

Every time I'd come and
visit, time here seemed frozen.

Time was.

But she wasn't.

When you go on for too long,
you forget what really matters.

I never want to forget.

Give me the dagger, Papa.

Let me unburden you so
you can be with Mother.

I can bear it.

I took the dagger for one son.

I'm not gonna give it to the other.

There is only one who is
destined to hold such darkness.

The Guardian.

When I pass the dagger
on to this Guardian,

whoever it may be,

the Darkness will finally rest.

And I will be reunited with Belle.

It's time for me to leave this realm

and go to the moment where
this Guardian is waiting for me.

Even if they don't know it yet.

Ooh. Wonderful!

I lost him because of you,

and there's no time to
chase him down again.

Who the hell do you think you are?

Who I am doesn't matter.

The strangers here for the Ball

just keep getting stranger and stranger.

Are you here for the Ball?

The prince is looking for
a bride if the shoe fits.

Are you looking for a prince?

No, dearie.

I'm looking for someone
much more important.

Ooh. I like a good puzzle.

My name is Alice.

Well, I'm glad to see you're awake.

What's that?

This is a lucky bullet
for a lucky bastard.

Tore right through you.

You should be dead by all accounts.

You must be bloody immortal.

Immortal?

That was a joke, mate.

Where's Tilly?

She's out in the waiting room.

She's taken her pills.

She's quiet as a dormouse now.

Good.

I want you to file the report.

It was a masked robber.

Came out of nowhere.

Fled on foot.

A masked robber?

Find the girl.

Tell her she's free to go.

Well, perhaps you do care about her.

Did I ask your opinion, Rogers?

So, you're the informant

who got underneath that
tough bastard's skin.

Is he gonna be all right?

Yeah, he'll live, no thanks to you.

I can't believe I shot him.

Am I in trouble?

Look, you weren't in
your right frame of mind.

He doesn't blame you.

Just don't say anything.

We'll sort it all out.

I'm so sorry.

I never want to get
so upsidedown again.

I promise. I'll keep taking my pills.

Yeah, that would be advisable.

So, you, are you playing yourself?

We're our own greatest obstacle.

Do you play, Detective...?

Rogers.

Yeah, I've been known
to dabble a little bit.

Mom?

Lucy!

Where did you go?

I just wanted to see the haunted house.

Baby, I know, but you can't
keep running off like this.

Thank you.

No problem, but, actually,

it was Ivy who found her.

What?

And now I'm returning her to you.

I've had enough of the
little ghoul for one night.

There's an hour left
of trickortreating.

You should go.

All three of you.

But what about grandma?

I will handle her.

Ivy, thank you.

Yeah, I am not doing this for you.

Okay. I'll see you around.

So, what do you say?

Too much candy? A
crazy night on the town?

Yeah, and you should
help Mom paint my face.

Come on. It's a family tradition.

You know what? That's your thing.

I don't want to get in the way of that.

No, you'll fit right in.

Hey, what were you gonna ask me earlier?

Um, just, if
you would take a look

at my blog post about the garden,

you know, once it's finished.

Sure. No problem.

I got the makeup ready, Mom!

Happy Halloween, Henry.

Happy Halloween to you, too.

I hear you had the troubled
girl in your custody

and you let her go.

Well, you'll be happy to hear
that Tilly is back on her pills.

Didn't seem such a
public menace anymore,

so, yeah, I let her go.

You seem to be forgetting
about those tapes.

No, I remember. Quite clearly.

But...

it appears that I've found something

much bigger than what's
on those tapes... dearie.

And what might that be?

Trust me... something you
don't want anyone to find out.

And if I were you, I would choose

my next step wisely, Victoria.

Because, try as you may,

there's nothing you can
do to hurt me anymore.

Trick or Treat?

What's this?

Something better

than the cheap antifreeze
you're drinking.

It's a gift for helping me
put... me first for once.

And for listening to
my side of the story.

No one ever does that.

I know it's not gonna be easy
to stand up to your mother.

Yep.

Now, you are going to drink with
me until I'm ready to face her.

So, what happened to Lucy and Jacinda?

Thought you'd be out
getting adult onset diabetes.

I guess that you're braver than I am.

Couldn't take a chance and do
the scary thing after all?

It's complicated.

Well, to keeping things uncomplicated.