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Previously on "Once Upon a Time"...

I'll have something that will
make Regina do my bidding...

Forever.

You have forsaken your holy duty.

You must be punished.

Now, what do you say we let out The Author?

Think about this.

I'm not worried about it. Are you?

Oh!

We have a lot of questions.

Hey!

The Author, where is he?

We lost him.

We know him, Emma.

What?

We met him a long time
ago, before you were born.

- He, um...
- Manipulated us.

It's because of him we were put on the path

to causing Maleficent to lose her child.

It's true.

No, what's true is no matter
how you were manipulated,

you still did what you did,
and you lied to me about it!

You've been lying to me about everything!

- About you, about me...
- That's not the case.

It's one incident from our past.

- Don't downplay it.
- Well, we've changed.

We've tried to become
the parents you deserve.

I am only the savior

because you altered the
entire state of my being

at the expense of someone else's soul.

You're right.

What we did, it was wrong.

But we... we didn't fully
understand what we were doing.

We acted out of fear. We're human.

Yeah, well, right now I don't care.

None of that matters now.

We have to find that
Author before Gold does.

Well, I'm not much of a writer,

but I do know something about magic quills.

Such as?

Well, for starters,

they must be sculpted from the wood

of enchanted trees,

which, unfortunately for you,

is not an attribute any of the timber

in Storybrooke possesses.

Damn it!

I need to go.

Yes, you do. Or, um...

You could come with me.

Why would I do that?

You're quite possibly the
biggest pain in the ass

I have ever had the
displeasure of writing about.

Yes, there is that.

But there's also... this.

What do you want from me?

You are gonna write me a whole
bunch of new happy endings.

- Okay.
- I thought so.

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Your hands are tied, I'm afraid.

No more magic for you today.

So now I'm your prisoner.

You and The Author.

Well, actually, he had the
good sense to join the team,

whereas you... you backed the wrong one.

What about everything you said to me?

You wanted me to find my happiness.

Well, that's true. Just not at my expense.

You see, the affection
I have for you, well...

There are limits.

What happened to you?

I lost everything.

Just as you will if you don't do as I say.

I found this in your pocket.

Telephone number registered
to a Robin of Locksley.

Give that back.

I'm guessing you have this number

because you're worried
about poor Robin Hood

out there in the cold, harsh world.

And so you should be.

What do you know that I don't?

What happened to Robin?

Ask him yourself.

Call.

_

Hey! I'm walkin' here!

I'm walkin' here!

It's loud!

We'll get used to it.

What are we looking for?

Our new home.

Regina gave me the keys to
Mr. Gold's son's apartment.

Baelfire?

He came from the Enchanted
Forest just like us,

and he lived here for many years.

That means we can, too.

Yes.

Mama, I'm tired.

I'll carry him.

You lead the way.

Mama!

- Stop!
- Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hyah! Hyah!

Hyah!

Hyah! Hyah!

A thief that steals from
those in need has no honor.

What are you talking about, man?

_

Unless you're here for a pint,
Little John, the answer's "no."

I have a fresh lead.

King Midas' carriage is
passing through town tomorrow,

and he'll only have a few
of his royal guards with him.

You know I haven't so
much as lifted a penny

since Marian and I got married.

Look around. She and I
have made a new start.

This is my new life.

But you're not a barkeep. You're a thief.

Well, I had to see this for myself.

Robin of Locksley walking
the straight and narrow.

Nice apron.

M'lady.

Sheriff.

What can I do for you, Nottingham?

Hmm. What can you do for me?

Huh.

Well, for starters, your taxes are overdue.

I need time.

Well, because I'm in a generous mood,

I'm giving you two days.

After that, I'll have no choice

but to shutter your tavern and
throw you in debtor's prison.

And poor old Marian here

will have no arms to hold her but mine.

She'd never be with you.

I can speak for myself.
I'd never be with you.

Well, when you are on the street

and your husband is in jail,

perhaps you'll see my appeal.

I'll find your money. Somehow.

Really?

Two days.

If this is New York, I'd
hate to see the old one.

Oh, we've been in tougher
scrapes than this before.

I'll admit, this modern
world is a bit confusing.

This is all my fault.

Marian, if you hadn't left Storybrooke,

you'd have died.

I made the decision to come
with you and bring Roland.

Nobody forced my hand.

I know.

Your honor is your greatest strength.

But it's also the reason you're here

and not with the woman you truly love.

Do you remember

what you said to me our
first day as outlaws?

I said so many things.

Roland, come here. Stand behind your mom.

What the hell are you doing here?

What are you doing here?

That's none of your concern.

Your concern is removing
yourself from the premises.

This... this is my son's home.

- You're trespassing.
- No.

This is our home now, and
we're not going anywhere.

Look I really don't have time for this.

I've got business to attend to.

What business could you possibly have

in a world without magic?

The business of my happiness. Now get out.

Oh, you're here to find
The Author, aren't you?

So she told you.

Of course she did.

Well, then you'll also know

that if I don't find The Author,

Regina won't get her happy ending, either.

Which might be good for you, too.

I'm sorry, but I will
not succumb to your games.

I know better than to trust you.

I have a wife and child.

We need this home, and we're keeping it!

No, no.

Gah!

Gold?

Gold!

Gold?

Oh!

Great to see the sheriff
didn't scare everyone off.

What can I get for you?

Oh, I didn't come here for the ale.

Nor, clearly, for the ambience.

I came...

To make a deal.

I've asked around for the
best thief in the land, dearie.

And everyone's pointed me to you.

Yes, well, uh, I'm not in
that line of business anymore.

And soon, it seems,

you won't be in the
tavern business, either.

Is that a tax notice on the door?

Get to the point.

I...

I can solve all your problems.

I need you to go to a... a faraway land.

A land that's ruled by an old compatriot

who would not be, um, happy
to see my pretty face again.

I need you to break into the vault

and steal the elixir of the wounded heart.

That's a ridiculously
self-explanatory name.

And also probably a fool's errand.

Oh, it's far from that,
dearie. Far from that.

It does exactly what it says.

It cures wounded hearts
...physically, emotionally.

It's powerful stuff.

So, how would you like
to take a little trip?

Where would I be going?

Another realm. A land called Oz.

Would you do that for me?

Sir? Your friend's awake.

What did the doctors say?

Well, only what their
small minds can comprehend.

Prattling on about diets and exercise.

They tell me it was a heart attack.

But you have other ideas.

My problem isn't physical.

It's moral.

All the dark deeds I've done...

they've taken their toll,

poisoned my heart...

thickened the blood.

Back in Storybrooke,

I used magic to protect myself.

But out here...

I won't last without some.

Well, unfortunately for you, dark one,

there is no magic in this world.

True. We can't create magic here.

But we can use magical items

if they were brought from elsewhere.

Remember something from our past...

The elixir of the wounded heart.

Something I asked you to steal.

Well, I think I might know
where some of it exists.

Right here in New York City.

And I need you to get it for me.

And why would I help you?

For the same reason you
left the woman you love.

You left Regina because
you're a man with a code,

a man of honor.

And that, despite everything,

is the reason why you will save me.

Lovely view, ain't it?

Bloody hell.

- Thank you, mate.
- For what?

For saving me life.

I'm sure that guard had
it in for me. Nice landing.

Can I assume you were apprehended unjustly?

I was just trying to Nick
something to eat, man.

Well, then, consider this
a professional courtesy.

You're a thief, too, are you?

Former thief.

What's a former thief doing in Oz?

I've come to steal a potion

from a wicked witch that
can mend a broken heart.

So, I guess the "former"
bit was a bit premature.

Are you mad?

That's a right good way
to end up dead, that.

Well, that's a risk I'm gonna have to take.

I've been offered a
fortune to procure this,

and I need it to keep my tavern.

Risking your life for a tavern?

Nah. There must be a woman involved.

In fact, there is. My wife, Marian.

I promised her a better life,

and I intend to keep that promise.

How noble.

I'll tell you what, you steal
me some of this potion, too,

I'll see that this guard
wakes up far away from here.

Don't want him sounding
an alarm, now, do we?

Consider it a deal.

Oh, one last thing.

I'm gonna need your help
peeling him out of this uniform.

The Wizard of Oak.

That was his cover while in our world.

Well, apparently being great
and powerful did not mean witty.

But he was effective.

Zelena sent him to New
York to keep an eye on Emma.

She would have been a fool to
send him without precautions...

magical charms, potions.

And Zelena's no fool.

No, she wasn't.

Bloody hell!

Nothing.

There you are.

We'll stay here. You go around the side.

I hope you're happy.

You could have been arrested,

and then what would have happened to us?

I had to.

Juice, please.

Have milk, son.

It'll help you grow big and strong.

Never doubt that you and Roland

are the most important thing to me.

But to turn my back on the less fortunate,

especially a man that's dying...

it goes against everything
I stand for... my code.

Your father's right.

At least about milk.

Does your code really extend

to helping the likes of Rumplestiltskin?

Perhaps you should consider the
greater good and let him die.

Let him die?

That's not the Marian I know.

Look around you, Robin.
Everything's changed.

Not me.

What do you think you're doing?!

Hail, the wicked witch!

You're not my guard, are you?

Of course I am.

My guards know never to talk to me.

Who are you?

And why are you stealing from me?

You think you can kill me?

Don't make... the wrong...

choice, thief.

Last chance to save your life.

There's only one person

bold enough to steal from the wicked witch.

Why did Rumplestiltskin send you?

You okay, mate? How'd it go back there?

I'm afraid I failed.

What?

It was a trap.

Soon as I walked inside,

there was a witch waiting for me.

I never even got close to the elixir.

You didn't steal a single drop?

Nothing.

I'm sorry, Will.

You found it!

Indeed.

And now that I've made good on my promise,

we need to strike a deal.

Well, make it quick.

Before this potion heals
you, you will move on.

Your son's apartment belongs to me now,

and I never want to see you there again.

It's yours. Take it.

Now give me what's mine.

Good riddance, Rumplestiltskin.

Our dealings are done.

Goodbye, thief.

It's not working.

It's not working.

Why isn't it working?

Because it's not real magic.

What?

I tried to convince Robin to let you die,

but he just wouldn't listen to reason.

So here I am.

You switched the vials.

I did.

The one you drank won't cure your heart,

but it will lessen the effects
of seven cold and flu symptoms.

Don't worry, it's non-drowsy.

Why are you doing this?

I've done you no harm.

That's not exactly true.

Zelena...

How is this possible?

Imported magic, dear.

Never travel between realms without it.

You remember the six-leaf
clover from Oz, don't you?

It's quite the effective glamour spell.

No, no. I killed you.

Mm, you tried.

When you stabbed me in that
jail cell, I didn't die.

My life force simply fled my body

before it shattered.

I had somewhere to go.

Or should I say some time?

You followed Emma through the time portal.

Aah!

That I did.

And when I realized what
Emma had planned for Marian,

well, I knew I had to get in
while the getting was good.

So I bided my time watching
Emma and her one-handed lover

scurrying about trying to
right their mistakes, and...

When I saw they planned on
bringing Robin's wife back,

I mean...

Inspiration struck!

And then I struck.

For a few careless moments,
they left her unattended,

and that was all I needed.

I killed her.

And then I became her.

I took her form.

Do you know, it wasn't
easy not being me, but...

...knowing that it would
ruin Regina's happiness...

Oh

I mean, that made it worth
every dull moment in her body.

Marian...

Never made the trip...

To Storybrooke.

No.

No, dear. It was me all along.

And, you know, no one's been the wiser.

Not her husband, not even her child.

I mean, she's as dead as, well...

Your son.

Oh. Oh, that's right.

I suppose that means you
never avenged his death.

That... You failed.

Oops.

Code blue, 19. Code blue, 19.

Hollow.

What a beautiful echo.

Oh!

Oh, please! Help him!

Bag him.

Shh. Shush, dear.

Don't try to talk.

Look at the magic in this world, Rumple.

Hmm? A tube that breathes for you.

My, your predicament does look painful.

You know, there's a time
I would have relished this.

And with your vendetta against me

for the death of your son... wow.

That would make this a
strong practical choice.

But, see, I'm not done telling
you about my clever plan.

I was going to use my
little Marian-glamour

to steal Robin's heart,

to make him fall in love with me,

to steal Regina's fated true love.

How ultimate, you know?

But I think that loss

could finally be a wound that doesn't heal.

Sadly, it didn't take.

I can't win his heart.

Something is standing in the way like a...

like a stone wall.

Could be fate.

Could be true love or some
other bias in the universe

towards those who deserve happiness.

But whatever it is,

I am certain that there is an author

who can simply force a happy ending for me.

And if there's anyone that could find him

and bend him to their will,

well, my money's on the dark one.

Or should I say the deathly pale one?

Anyway,

whatever your plan is with The Author,

I want my happy ending built into it.

You'd also have to stop
trying killing me, of course.

But, dearie,

what does old Rumple get out of it?

I mean, you are aware

I have a certain potion that fixes hearts.

But I don't know if it could
cure this little lump of coal

you've got in your narrow little chest.

But it will get you back home.

Yeah.

Your life for mine.

That seems rather fair.

Do we have a deal?

So what do you think if we do?

Simply blink.

Before you go, I'd like to thank you.

For what? I failed.

For trying.

Not many have had the courage
to do what you just tried to do.

It was an inspiration.

I'm sorry you won't be
able to save your tavern.

Me too. But I'd be even more sorry

if you left here thinking
you'd let down your wife.

You're an honorable man, Robin of Locksley.

You did the best you could
for the people who needed you.

- Well... - And if your wife is anything
like the woman you said she is,

then she's gonna know what's
in your heart when you get home.

- You may be right.
- I know I am, mate.

Because when I was a kid,
I had somebody in my life

who knew me just like
your Marian knows you.

Who was it?

Me sister.

You lost her?

She fell through the ice
on a lake and drowned.

You never intended to
sell that potion, did you?

You wanted it to mend your own heart.

I can't move on, mate. I don't know how.

Is that why you're out here all alone?

Doesn't seem fair to ask
somebody for their heart

until I can fix me own, eh?

That is a noble sacrifice to make,

especially for a thief.

Well, sometimes having
a code is all we have.

Right, then.

Good luck to you, Will.

I hope you find what you're looking for.

And good luck to you with Rumplestiltskin.

It's not easy to get the best of that one.

Aah!

That bloody scoundrel.

I thought you never wanted to see me again.

Well, after all the trouble I went to,

I wanted to make sure you were well.

Well, I am. Thank you.

And I wanted to give you something.

It's from the apartment,
your son Baelfire's things.

There wasn't much left.

I thought you might want to have it.

No. No, thank you.

No?

Why not?

Because these are the
remnants of Neal Cassidy,

a boy who was in this land alone.

And all because his father
was too much of a coward

to hold on to what he had.

I don't want a reminder of my failure,

a reminder that all I
really wanted was happiness.

And when I had it...

Couldn't recognize it.

I know what you mean.

With Marian...

I wished her to come back every day.

And then when she did...

You were in love with another woman.

It's more than just that. She's...

She's like a stranger to me now.

Why did you marry her in the first place?

'Cause I loved her.

And you thought she was
gonna be your happy ending.

Yes.

And is she?

I don't know.

Well maybe you should
take a piece of advice

from a man who has pushed
away every chance at happiness

because it was never enough.

If it's within your grasp, if you know...

Where it is and who it's with...

Then you should run to it,

grasp it, and never let it go.

What a crowd.

Well, I'll try to get
the barkeep's attention.

You see if you can find us a table.

Business a little slow?

Well, I hope that didn't prevent you

from making the money that you owe.

I don't have any money for you.

Hmm.

Well, debtor's prison will be a fine place

for you to think about what you've done.

Not so fast.

Brigands! Seize them!

You were right about me, Nottingham.

Thieving is in my blood.

But how to be a thief with honor?

I think I've learned the answer...

by stealing from those who have too much

and giving it to those who have too little.

You know Nottingham will want you dead now.

I consider that a victory.

You're the most famous
hoodlum in all of Sherwood.

Robin of Locksley will be a walking target.

Well, I shall no longer be
known as Robin of Locksley. Hmm?

This famous hoodlum shall
henceforth be known as...

Robin Hood.

Yes. And that'll fool them.

It's symbolic.

And what of Rumplestiltskin?

You never gave him the potion.

If he ever sees your face
again, he'll kill you on sight.

Well, then I shall have to make sure

that he never sees my face again.

Should I ever run across
him, if I'm ever in a pinch,

the infamous six-leaf clover of Oz.

They say it can transform you
into anyone you wish to be.

Clever, Robin Hood.

Very clever.

Well, you didn't think I'd
leave here with nothing, did you?

I should've known better.

I'm sorry that I didn't
tell you what I was doing.

There's always now.

I was there to steal something
so I could keep the tavern.

I thought that was what was important,

but... I'm not a barkeep.

I'm a thief.

I could've told you that.

While I was there,

I learned that my thieving
can be put to good use.

I met a friend, someone who needed help.

And when I helped him, it showed me that...

When you steal for yourself,
that makes you a thief.

But when you steal for someone else,

that makes you a hero.

And you are.

And I want to keep making a difference.

This is no life for a family.

It is. As long as I'm with you.

You want to stay with me?

This isn't gonna be easy.

It also won't be boring.

Doesn't matter where we
are or what we face...

I want to be with you.

I love you.

And I you.

Robin?

What's this?

Why is Regina's number on here?

I'm sorry.

I have been thinking about her.

Do you want to be with her?

I feel like you're here
but you're not here.

I know this is hard.

But you need to make a choice.

I don't want to have to
worry about who I'm with.

I'm here.

Roland and I are fine.

If you want to go back to Regina,

then go back to her,

but you have to decide what you want.

I want to be with you.

I love you.

You once gave up everything to be with me,

to be a bandit in the woods,

and you said something to me once

that I should've taken to heart.

You remember?

Of course.

But I want to hear you say it.

No matter where we are or what we face,

I want to be with you.

And I meant every word.

And now so do I.

You once gave up everything to be with me,

and I lost sight of that.

You were once my happy
ending, and I was yours.

And we can have that again.

I thought you were dead.

And now that we're back together, it's...

It's a miracle.

And only a fool would
turn his back on a miracle.

_

Robin?

No, it's not Robin.

Marian?

Not exactly.

Hello, sis.

No.

No, it can't be.

Oh, but it is.

Zelena.

But how?

I saw you die.

You thought you saw me die.

Where's Robin?

This is his phone. What
have you done with him?

I haven't done anything except love

and honor him in sickness and in health,

to have and to hold and all
that other wifely nonsense.

I-I don't understand.

Well, you don't have to.

All you need to know is that
while your precious Robin

thinks it's his wide-eyed wife

cooking dinner for him every
night, it's actually me.

Oh, I've got to run, sis.

He'll be home soon, and I've
got a meatloaf in the oven.

No.

No.

Oh.

Oh, you sound like you need a moment.

Take it.

I'm sure we'll see each
other again very soon.

Ta-ta.

You knew.

And that's why you will
do everything I ask.

Because one phone call from me

and your beloved dies at
the hands of your sister.

She murdered your son!

Well, Zelena and I have
come to... an understanding.

And now you and I have
an understanding as well.

Regina, you are vital to my plan

to turn the savior towards darkness.

You made me a monster.

But I won't let you do the same to Emma.

So you've made your choice, have you?

You're choosing the savior
over your beloved Robin Hood?

Is that your final answer?

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