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Henry, are you sure
about this? I...

I was hoping after high school,
you'd think about college...

I know. But college isn't going anywhere.
I just... I need to do this.

Operation cobra is over. We did it.
We have our happy endings.

So then why leave?

Because I'm still the author,
I've been writing everyone else's stories.

I need to figure out what my story is,
and it's not here.

- And where do you think it is?
- I don't know.

But when I finished the book,
I returned it to the sorcerer's mansion.

And you know what I found?

Hundreds of other books.

With the stories I thought I knew,
but told differently.

Like you know,
how there's a French snow white

and an Italian one...

There's endless possibilities.

And what does that
have to do with you? Hm?

I'm not in any of them.

I'm the only me.

It's time I figure out
where I belong.

Henry, if that's the only bean
you have, getting back here is...

Will be an adventure.

That's why I'm going.

I love you, mom.

I love you, too.

Cinderella?

- Uh... hello?
- Hi.

Are you Henry mills?

Yeah. Who are you?

My name's Lucy.
I'm your daughter.

Is this some kind of a joke, kid?
I don't have a daughter.

That's just the curse,
it changed all your memories.

- A curse, huh?
- Lucy: Huh.

Kind of expected my favorite writer
to have a little more... success.

This place is a dump.

You know, I didn't exactly write
Harry Potter...

Or anything
since that one book...

"Poetic opening line goes here."
You got some work to do.

Not all stories come easy.
Sophomore albums are hard...

And, actually,
this is none of your business.

What are you,
some kind of stalkery super fan?

- No. I'm your da...
- Daughter. Right.

- Wrong.
- Uh-uh. It's like your book.

You just don't remember
because you're cursed.

This is why
you're not writing now.

It's because you're not living
your own story.

Come with me
to my neighborhood, hyperion heights.

- Hyperion heights?
- It's like your storybrooke.

No, it's not. It's a real neighborhood
in Seattle.

- A real city with real people.
- And living with them, your family.

And the other cursed fairy tale
characters.

Come with me, you can meet your true love
and break the curse...

- My true love?
- My mom?

Cinderella.

You met her in the last chapter,
remember?

Kid, none of that was real.

Snow white isn't my grandma.
My shrink isn't jiminy cricket.

I never flew with Peter Pan
and I never crashed

- into cinderella's carriage...
- It was true.

You returned
all the happy endings.

And now my mom and all the others need
you to do it again.

The curse put most people
in hyperion heights, but...

I hear that's an up and coming
neighborhood.

Doesn't really sound
like a curse to me.

- Come on.
- Lucy: It is!

It's up and coming
because my step-grandma,

cinderella's step-mom, is trying to bring
people from this world in,

so all the fairy tale
characters move out.

Move away, get separated.

Just like you lost cinderella...
Everyone will lose each other...

Forever.

Sad story, kid.

But that's all it is.
Now come on, I got stuff to do.

- But my mom, she needs...
- Look, kid, I'm sorry about your mom.

But, I'm not some magic fairy tale
character who can swoop in

and change her life.

She's got to do
what we all do...

She's got to save herself.

You're late, again.

I ran here as fast as I could,
but my roommate took too long

in the bathroom
and then the door got stuck.

I don't give a crap.

I'm paying you for thirty-nine hours...
Really, Carl?

- That's coming out of your paycheck.
- Hey, Louie, lay off.

It's just chicken.
No need to be a jerk about it.

Apologize.

Now or get out.

I can't, because it's true.

You're a jerk.

You think you know me
so well, huh?

I know you.

I've known a million yous.

Single mom. Kid to take care of.

No real skills,
other than that temper.

You need this job.

This is the best you can do
and you know it.

So, yeah,
you're gonna apologize.

Right?

Never.

Uh, cinderella, are you okay?

Come one. Come on, wake up.
Come on.

Are you okay?

I think so.

- The hyacinths broke my fall.
- Your lucky flower.

And you broke my carriage.

And scared off Felipe.

- Fehpe?
- My... my steed.

It's the one
with an actual head,

unlike your headless-horse
contraption.

Motorcycle.

What the hell
were you doing there, anyway?

Uh, heading home and well,
time is kind of... of the essence.

- Is your home going somewhere?
- No. But the way home is.

I'm from another realm.

- Portals and well, they don't stay open...
- Enough.

I have somewhere to be too
and I am not walking

- the rest of the way in glass slippers.
- Right. The slippers.

Your story.

- My story?
- Well, yeah, sure.

Everyone knows it.
You know from the books,

- and there was the cartoon...
- Who are you?

And it doesn't really matter right now
because it's your story we gotta fix...

Don't you have a prince to find?

Yeah. I do.

Well,
maybe I can give you a ride.

You want me
to get on that thing?

Well, yeah.
You're gonna love it.

"If you wanna see your laptop again,
meet me at roni's.

"Take a left at the troll
under the Aurora bridge."

Really?

Uh... hello?

Uh, excuse me. Is this roni's?

I sure hope so.

Or else I put the wrong sign,
out front.

I'm roni.

What can I get ya?

Well, it's your lucky day, kid.

Whole bar's half off
till midnight.

Midnight? Then what?
Place turns into a pumpkin?

More like a juice bar,

or whatever the bitch
who bought us out, drinks.

- You're selling, huh?
- Well, neighborhood's changing.

And not by choice.

By... belfrey.

- By what-frey?
- Victoria belfrey?

She's buying up everything.

Bringing folks in.

This used to be...

Used to be a community here.

Used to be nice.

But now...

Everyone's scattering.

Hmm.

Can't fight the power, right?

Might as well take the money.

And you don't exactly look
like you're having a banner day either.

Been interesting,
that's for sure.

What gives?

Imagine if I walked through that door
and told you that I was your son.

That would be a kicker.

Pretty simple.
You turn here, give it gas.

Squeeze here for the brakes
to slow it down.

Squeeze here to shift gears.

- A lot of squeezing.
- Yeah.

Here, how about you hop on
and I can show you.

All you have to do
is hold on tight.

Well, I suppose there are worse ways
of getting to a ball

than getting escorted by a handsome man
in a tiny, smoke-breathing carriage.

Motorcycle.

- Did you say handsome?
- Would you show me the gas

- and brakes again?
- Yeah.

See?

- Simple.
- One more thing.

- Yeah.
- My story, how does it end?

Do the prince and I just dance
and live happily ever after?

There's usually a complication
before that.

He has to find you.

- How does he do that?
- In most versions, you leave him a sign.

The glass slipper, which he uses
to find the girl who fits it.

And that is ridiculous.

Do you know how many girls have
the same size foot as me?

A plot hole for sure.

- And, I don't believe in signs.
- Well, that's how it goes...

- Usually.
- Well, maybe it could use a twist.

Thanks for the lesson.

Sabine: Whoa!

- What're you doing home so early?
- I quit.

- What?
- You know...

- Louie, he's...
- Yeah, I know what Louie is.

He's what you grin and bear
so that the singles in the rentjar,

don't get lonely.

- I'll figure something out.
- What's your step-mom gonna say?

I know she wasn't thrilled to let you have
custody of Lucy with a job.

- So now...
- She's not gonna say a thing,

because she is never gonna know.

Here.

Speaking of that uptight crone,
it's time for Lucy to go to her.

Is she almost ready?

Don't know.
Door's been closed all morning.

If she's still asleep, her grandma
will kill me if she's late.

Hey.

Lucy!

Hey!

Uh, no. I'm gonna kill her.

And my step-mother's
going to kill the both of us.

She's coming up.
Come on, people, look alive.

You, clean up that up.
You, take off that ridiculous tie.

Everybody, look busy!
And remember,

no eye contact!

- Good morning.
- Is it?

So, tell me, how is it that I have
three assistants and none of them know

where my granddaughter is.

- Why wasn't she at the house?
- I don't know.

I've been trying to get a hold
of jacinda all day.

Stop trying. Start succeeding.

Or must I do everything myself?

So you're cinderella's
fairy godmother?

You're not very impressive
without your wings.

My wings... they're gone.

I cut them off
while you were sleeping.

Surprise.

But why?

- Why are you doing this?
- Consider it a teaching moment.

- For my other daughter.
- Are you done here, mother?

I have a ball to get to.

- And the prince won't...
- Isn't going anywhere, drizella.

And if you're going to be a Princess,
you need to understand

what real power looks like.

You have her wand.

- Can I...
- Never rely on magic.

Magic isn't power,
because magic can be taken.

But fear... fear lasts forever.

Of course, mother. I'm sorry.

As you should be.

I suppose there's no harm
in using this wand just the once.

How does this work?
Something like...

Bibbidi bobbidi boo?

I guess that was it.

If cinderella ever returns,
have her clean that up.

Lucy!

Hey.

What are you doing?

Making a wish before grandma demolishes
this whole place for condos.

Demolishes what place, baby?

This is just a sad
and abandoned lot.

No. This used to be a garden.

Things used to grow here.

They can again.

See, I found this quarter
right here.

It's a sign.

- Things can change.
- I don't believe in signs.

Throwing that in there,
it's just a waste of a quarter.

- Not if the wish comes true.
- Okay.

Huh...

- Still empty.
- Give it time.

Okay, now, come on.
Gotta get you ready for ballet class.

You already got me in enough trouble
with my stepmom today.

- Sorry.
- Yeah. I know.

- Where did you go anyway?
- I found my dad.

Roni: Oh, hey, jacinda.
How's it going?

Great.

Lucy's stealing computers now,
so that's new.

Never a dull moment with that kid.

Speaking of my little felon,
you must be Henry.

I'm so sorry about all this.

I don't know what's gotten into her,
but I promise you, it won't happen again.

What?

Oh. Oh, oh. Uh, nothing.

Nothing. I'm just, uh, relieved.

You know I was starting
to wonder if I really did have a kid,

but clearly I don't because meeting you,
I would definitely remember.

Well, that's a...

- Yeah...
- Looks like you two kids need

an ice breaker.

On the house.

Jacinda: Cheers.

Oh, frog legs. No.
No, thank you.

Alice: Drink?

May I have this dance?

Thanks, but I'm not really
the dancing type.

Yeah, I picked up on that.

I brought your lucky flower.
Hyacinth.

I promise not to knock you
over again...

It is lovely.

One dance.

If you're here about your headless horse,
it's out back.

Actually, I'm less concerned with that
than the dagger you stole.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

Oh, really? Then what's this?

It has my initials engraved
on the hilt.

"H.m." Henry mills.

Are you crazy?

You didn't come here to fall in love
with the prince, did you?

No. I didn't...

I came here to kill him.

Why would you do that?

Because that "prince"
took everything from me.

He killed my father and had me locked up,
sweeping floors ever since.

You're going to throw your life away
for revenge?

Once you kill him, they'll kill you.
That's not a happy ending.

- There is no happy ending for me.
- Maybe things are changing.

Maybe me crashing into your carriage
was a sign, you can start over.

I told you,
I don't believe in signs.

What if I told you
I know a place?

A land where people start over
all the time.

I'm going back tonight,
and you can come with me...

Start over.

Find your own story.

Sounds lovely but...

My father,
he meant the world to me.

- I just can't let it go.
- Henry: No, no, no.

No. Hey, wait...

What did you do?

Alice: You should really
be more careful what you drink...

I'm Alice.

I need to see Weaver.

- Someone to see you, Weaver.
- What?

There's someone new in town.

Thought you'd want to know.

So, I take it there's no father
in the picture?

Well there was this guy,
but it was just a fling.

Not my proudest moment, but,
uh, it gave me Lucy.

And I wouldn't change that
for the world.

As for the rest of my life...

Hmm... not too happy
about your story?

What would you change?

Well, every day on my way
to work, I see this island out in the bay.

And I always imagine,

what if Lucy and I
had a little home there?

There's a lighthouse and gardens
and it just...

Looks like the kinda place
where people live quiet, happy lives.

I guess it's not much
of a story.

I think it sounds perfect.

The bar's yours at midnight, Victoria.
Take a hike till then.

Happy to. As soon as jacinda

tells me what the hell
is going on.

Lucy is sneaking out of your house
in the middle of the night

to meet up
with some strange man.

- Victoria: This is...
- I can explain that.

- I...
- It, it's okay, Henry.

This isn't your fault.

- Jacinda: I'll fix it.
- How?

By day-drinking?

If I remember, that's how we ended up
with Lucy in the first place.

- That's not fair.
- Life isn't fair, jacinda.

Lucy needs some stability.
She needs someone she can count on.

What are you saying?

As of tomorrow,
Lucy moves back in with me.

Permanently.

I'm starting to understand
the whole cinderella thing.

I don't know what you're doing here,
but you're not helping anyone.

Lucy is a lonely,
little girl, Mr. Mills.

Whatever hole you're trying to fill,
she's not your answer.

So do her a favor,
and go back to your books.

Your fairy lands.
Whatever nonsense you write.

Because in this world,
the real world, people get hurt.

And if that happens, you'll be sorry
you ever stepped foot on this street.

Hey. Hello.

- I think my car was stolen.
- Really?

That sucks.

Yeah. So... can you look for it?

Sure. No problem.

How 'bout I look
under my desk here.

Nope. I'm stumped.

Don't worry. I'll help you.

Some of us still care about police work.
Some of us still want to help people.

Have at it, eagle scout.

So what happened, mate?

Missing auto?

All right. Here, fill this out.

- Well, how long is this going to take?
- Well, it's hard to tell.

I'll call around the impound lots,
but honestly...

Most people find them stripped
in a parking lot somewhere.

So, our best bet
is hitting the pavement.

Yeah. Okay. Fine.
Whatever it takes.

I got to get out of this place.

Can you get me
out of this, please?

Out of what?

Wait, "Alice."
You're the Alice, from wonderland?

And other places.

You have one weird trip
and it's all anyone knows about you.

Okay, well, I don't know
what this is about Alice from...

- Uh, wherever, but I got to get back now.
- Uh, no. Mm.

- You can't do that.
- Why not?

Because this isn't your story,
Henry mills.

- How do you know who I am?
- I don't.

But rumplestiltskin...

- Does.
- You know rumple?

Don't you know by now your grandpa knows
everyone?

He's watching out for you.

Okay, look, I don't have time
for mind games.

This isn't a game. Trust me.

When it's not your story...

Bad things happen.

- You gonna stop me?
- Oh, no.

When bad things happen,
I want to be far, far away.

Forget that cinderella
and go home.

When someone needs help,
I help 'em.

- Been looking for you.
- So, tell me.

- I want to hear everything.
- My car was stolen.

- What?
- You didn't help

- with that in any way, did you?
- Of course not.

My feet can't even
reach the pedal.

Uh-huh, well, if you remember anything,
you let me know, okay?

Wait.

Where are you going?

To look for my car
and then I'm going home.

But you are home.

Lucy, listen to me.

Your mom is really nice.

And I get the feeling
that you don't have the easiest life

and I'm sorry about that,
but I am not the one who can save you.

You still don't believe me.

- But you always believe.
- I can't go through this again.

Wait.

It didn't happen right away
with Emma either.

Lucy, it was just a book.

- You are not my daughter.
- But how do you know that?

- Because I know.
- That's the curse.

Stop it, Lucy. It's not a curse!

I know because I had a family, okay?
And I lost them.

- What?
- I had a family.

I had a wife and a kid that I loved
more than anything and...

Lucy, there was a fire.

And they died.

No,
those are your cursed memories.

I'm your daughter and my mom is your wife
and your true love.

Lucy, listen to me.
I would give anything

for another chance
at a family, but...

You don't need another chance.

We are your family.

Please, you have to believe me.
You have to.

It's why you can't write.

You're waiting
for the perfect first sentence.

But no story is perfect.

It just needs to start.

I'm sorry, Lucy. I really am.

- Get in.
- Why? Where are we going?

To live our story.

Damn it.

Stupid car.

It's not the car,
it's the curse.

It wants us to stay here.

Come on, baby. We're walking.

I must say, when my father suggested
this garish affair as a way to find

a royal bride, I had my doubts.

But who knew I'd find a girl
as stunning as you.

You don't recognize me, do you?

Simple girl from a simple family
that you destroyed.

I can't.

Thank you.

You won't regret...

You never quite manage
to finish your chores, do you, cinderella?

- Why?
- That fool rejected my drizella.

But his younger brother,
now there's a man of taste.

He's taking quite a shine
to my girl.

I had hoped that you would do
my dirty work for me.

But at least there's one thing
you can still do...

Guards!

This woman assassinated
the prince!

- Henry.
- Take my bike and wait

for me where we first met.
The portal to my land opens at midnight.

You'll be safe there.
You need to go!

Stop that girl!

That girl killed the prince!

Henry: Really?
You checked every lot and chop shop

- and none of them have my car?
- Yes.

And seeing as I'm the only one here,
willing to help you,

you might want to curb
your agitation a bit.

- Sorry.
- Look, I'm on your side.

- Just give me time.
- Officer Rogers,

- whatever you're working on can wait.
- Ms. Belfrey,

- what can I do for you?
- Find my granddaughter.

- Lucy is missing?
- Mr. Mills,

- you're still here.
- Believe me, I'm trying not to be.

- I just need to find my car.
- Hm, jacinda's also missing.

I don't suppose you have any idea
where they ran off to, do you?

Uh...

No.

Mr. Mills, I do know
what you think of me...

- But I do care about my girls.
- Sure have a funny way of showing it.

Jacinda tends to make mistakes.

If she wants to build a better life
for herself and her daughter,

she simply can't do it
by running away from her problems.

Tell me what you know.

You want your car back?

Help me find my girls.

- I'm not going.
- Lucy, no.

- Hey, we can't stay.
- No.

Jacinda: Listen, baby...

There's something
you don't know...

Grandma wants you to live
with her permanently.

What?

- Why?
- Doesn't matter.

See that island over there?

That's where our story begins,
luce.

That's where we can have
a fresh start, together.

But what about Henry
and breaking the curse?

You have such a big
and beautiful imagination.

And I know why you want
to believe in fairy tales.

Because life is hard,
and you gotta believe in something.

Butjust this once,

can you believe in me?

I believe, mom...

I believe in you.

Ivy: Lucy.

Come here. Now...

Your grandmother
is worried sick.

Is not worried enough
to show up.

How did you find us?

Mr. Mills told us about your little
island fantasy.

- He was only trying to help.
- That's not true.

- He wouldn't do that.
- The truth hurts more than fiction.

Speaking of which...

No.

Officer Rogers, can you please
put this in evidence

or get rid of it or destroy it
or I don't care.

It has caused enough trouble.

Everything okay?

Yeah, everything's okay.

They found it, hm?

Yeah.

Cops found it abandoned
on the side of the road.

Nothing taken. No damage.

Doesn't make any sense.

Yeah, well, life doesn't make
any sense sometimes.

But you got what you wanted,
so that's good, for you.

I hope it was worth it.

Look, I didn't ask to be dragged
into your family drama.

Goodbye, Henry mills.

And good luck
on that second book.

Cinderella!

Cinderella, I'm here!

Cinderella!

Yeah, I know.
I was crazy to think she'd come.

Ah, you get it.

Operation glass slipper is a go.

Hey, eagle scout.

I hear congrats are in order.

- What are you talking about?
- You made detective.

Looks like somebody
has a fairy godmother.

Ms. Belfrey

must have taken a liking to you.

Come on.

I'll introduce you
to your new partner.

- And did he?
- Weaver: No but I broke his finger anyway.

Hey, detective.
Special delivery for ya'.

Meet your new partner.

Pleasure...

Detective.

We'll do great work together.

Nah.

I don't think I'm gonna give you
my bar today.

What?

- We have a deal.
- Yeah, well, that was yesterday.

- And what happened today?
- Your step daughter.

She inspired me.

- By running away?
- By not giving in to you.

You're so used
to pushing people around,

I think it's time you felt
what it's like, when someone pushes back.

You can't win.

Maybe.

Maybe not...

Today, I watched you march
into my bar,

acting like you owned the place.

And you know what,
I didn't like it.

Then I realized if I sign this
piece of paper,

you will own this place
and that I really don't like.

This is my bar.

It's my home...

It's my life...

Roni: Sure, it's seen better days,
but that doesn't mean it won't,

have better days again.

And just because life isn't
what you want it to be right now,

it doesn't mean
you should tear it down.

I started thinking about all the things
I wanna do and have...

That I'm not doing or having...

Excuse me.

- This is tenth and oak, right?
- Uh-huh.

- Shouldn't there be a cemetery right here?
- Not that I know of.

Been like this
long as I can remember.

Roni: And how everyone
in this neighborhood,

seems to have given up imagining
what a better life might look like...

But if we can admit to ourselves

what we want
is out there somewhere...

Well, then maybe
we can fight for it.

And if we do that, then we're halfway
to getting it...

That's the thing
about the people of this town.

Things can seem...

Hopeless.

When suddenly,

someone...

Gives the rest of us...

Inspiration.

Because the first step
to a new beginning...

Is imagining that one
is even possible.

And I'll be damned if! Stand by

and let a bully like you...

Take that away from us anymore.

Now if you'll excuse me.

- You'll regret this, roni.
- Doubtful.

Regret's not really my thing.