(Man) Once upon a time, an Evil Queen
banished every storybook character you've ever known
to our world.
Who knows the truth?
And who can break the spell? (Thunderclap)
You don't play with the curse.
Emma, this is a mistake. I didn't kill Kathryn.
(Regina) She is a woman who's had her heart broken.
That can make you do unspeakable things.
- Ever seen this before? - That's my jewelry box.
That's what we found the heart in.
The evidence is piling up by the hour. (Key thuds)
(Mary Margaret) Okay, what are you saying?
(Emma) You should think about hiring a lawyer.
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Once Upon a Time - S01E17 Hat Trick
Original air date March 25, 2012
Sync and corrections by Gatto for www.addic7ed.com
(Panting)
(Crickets chirping)
Henry. What are you doing here?
I came to congratulate you.
For what?
Your genius plan.
And what plan's that, Henry?
Right.
Sorry. I thought Mr. Gold was in on it
now that he's Ms. Blanchard's lawyer,
in on what?
The escape plan.
The what?
(Mr. Gold) Sheriff, could you join me, please?
She's gone.
Henry, what did you do?
Nothing. She was gone when I got here.
Her arraignment's tomorrow. If she's not there--
she's a fugitive. Doesn't matter if she's
convicted for Kathryn or not, she's screwed.
I have to go find her before someone notices she's missing.
Oh, you mean Regina?
The arraignment's at 8:00 A.M. I'm sure she'll be here
bright and early to celebrate her victory.
You have until 8:00 A.M. then.
Uh, what about me? How can I help?
Go home.
Emma.
- If she leaves Storybrooke-- - not now, Henry. Come on.
Ms. Swan, I know time is of the essence,
but if Ms. Blanchard doesn't return,
her future's in jeopardy,
and if you're caught helping her, so is yours.
I don't care. I'd rather lose my job than my friend.
(Closes door)
(Engine rumbling)
(Tires screech)
I'm so sorry! Are you okay? (Coughs)
- I didn't see you there. - Uh, I-I think so.
Are you sure?
I'm fine.
I'm not used to sharing the road with cars so late.
You're the sheriff, aren't you?
Yeah.
What brings you out here in the middle of the night?
Oh, nothing to worry about.
I'm just looking for a lost dog.
Well, I hope you find it.
Thank you.
Oh, you are hurt.
No, I just twisted my ankle, I think. (Chuckles)
I live just a mile down the road. I'll make it okay.
No, let me drive you.
I insist.
(Chuckles)
Thank you.
I'm Jefferson.
Emma.
(Exhales deeply)
(Girl) Papa, I found you.
(Chuckles)
You certainly did.
You must be part bloodhound, my dear Grace.
Now it's my turn to hide and you seek.
I'm afraid playtime's over.
Though you can still use that nose of yours
to hunt mushrooms, enough to sell at market tomorrow.
Do you think you can do that?
Ready or not, here we come.
(Laughs)
(Horse whinnies)
Wait.
(Horse whinnies)
Whose carriage is that?
The Queen's.
In our house?
Do you know her?
Of course not.
Now listen carefully. Hey.
I want you to stay hidden in the woods,
like our game.
I'm gonna find out what she's doing here.
I'd like to say you're looking well, Jefferson,
but I'd be lying.
Poverty doesn't suit you.
What are you doing here, Regina?
I have a job for you.
I don't do that anymore.
Yes, I heard you hung up your hat. Why?
Is it because of your sweet daughter Grace?
Because of my work, she lost her mother.
I don't want her to lose her father, too.
So now you're foraging for fungus.
What kind of future does your daughter have here with you?
Do this one last favor for me,
and you can give her the life she deserves.
That's why I'm staying.
You don't abandon family.
That's...
What she deserves.
Now please leave.
All I need is your special skills to get me somewhere.
Somewhere you've been before.
Do it, and I can change your life.
What business could you possibly have there?
Something of mine was taken and found its way over there.
I want it back.
Then find someone else to get it.
I see.
Hard living has strengthened your resolve.
Well, I'm sorry I couldn't convince you,
but I understand.
There's nothing more important than family.
(Chuckles)
(Door opens)
(Door closes)
(Engine rumbling)
(Engine idling)
Wow. This is your house?
It looks more like a hotel.
You must have a huge family.
No. It's just me.
Here. Wait.
(Turns off engine)
(Keys jangle)
(Fire crackling)
(Door opens) (Strained voice) Here we go.
I thought you might want to warm up for your search.
It's cold out there.
That is kind of you, but I think I should get back to it. (Pouring liquid)
I know.
That's why I brought this.
I'm a bit of an amateur cartographer.
Mapping the area is a hobby.
Maybe this will help you track down your dog.
Wow.
What's his name?
Spot.
(Chuckles)
Cute.
(Clears throat)
(Utensil clatters) Well, route 6 runs the boundary of the forest,
so... (Sips)
So if I just follow that,
I should...
Be able to...
Is something wrong?
(Teacup clatters)
I'm just, uh, feeling a little...
Oh. Let me help you.
(Pants)
Dizzy.
Let's just lie you down here.
There you go.
(Groans)
Let me get you some air.
Your limp...
Oh.
(Sighs)
That.
I guess you caught me.
(Clatter echoes)
Who are you?
(Bell tolling, crow cawing)
(Grace) The toy cart!
(Bell jingling)
Come.
Wouldn't this make the perfect guest for our tea parties, papa?
Can I have him? Please?
Excuse me. How much for the rabbit?
That costs one silver.
(Coins clink)
(Scoffs)
Would you take it for 8 coppers?
It's all I have.
Oh, you are a good father.
Your last coppers for your little girl's happiness, ah?
(Chuckles)
Thank you.
Oh, I did not say I accept.
Alas,
I cannot take less than one silver.
The economy. (Grunts)
You understand.
(Man) Make up your mind. Come on. Let's go.
It's okay, papa.
Come on. People are waiting.
I will not take "no" for an answer.
Papa, please.
I don't need it.
Come on, sweetie.
Well, that was awfully cruel.
You could've at least let the girl have her toy.
Where's the fun in that?
Hmm?
(Laughs)
(Moans)
(Breathing heavily)
(Teacup shatters)
(Fabric rips)
(Scraping sound)
(Scraping continues)
I know it's not the same as what you wanted.
I love it, papa.
Thank you.
(Sighs) (Teapot clatters)
(Sips)
Mmm. This is really good.
Don't you think so, Mr. Tortoise?
Papa.
Do you like your tea?
Grace...
I want you to go to the neighbors'
for the rest of the day.
There's work I have to do.
Can't I come with you?
I like being with you in the forest.
I'm not going to the forest, sweetie.
This has to do with the Queen's visit, doesn't it?
Whatever she wants you to do, don't do it.
Grace, I have to.
I want you to have what you need.
All I need is you, papa.
Please stay.
Come here. I know.
I'm sorry, baby. I have to go.
Just promise me you'll come back.
You have to promise.
Of course.
For our tea party.
Promise?
I promise.
I won't miss it for the world.
(Door creaks)
(Whispers) Go.
(Scraping continues)
(Floorboard creaks)
(Muffled) Emma.
Help me.
(Whimpers)
(Whispering) What is going on?
(Whispering) Emma, thank God.
What are you doing here?
I was in the woods, trying to get away.
This man appeared out of nowhere and grabbed me.
Why are you here?
(Tape rips) I've been trying to find you. You escaped, remember?
How did you get out?
There was a key...
In my cell, under my pillow. Someone put it there.
Who?
I don't know. I'd like to know just as much as you.
(Whispers indistinctly)
(Gun cocks)
I see you found "Spot."
I've already called for backup. They'll be here any second.
You haven't called anybody...
For the same reason you didn't tell me about her.
You don't want anybody to know you're here,
which means nobody does.
So now tie her back up.
(Whispers) Emma.
(Whispers) It's gonna be okay.
Your telescope.
You've been watching me.
Why?
I need you to do something.
(Muffled shouting)
Jefferson.
So good to see you looking more like yourself.
I assume you're here because you've reconsidered my offer?
I want your guarantee
that if I do what you ask,
my daughter will want for nothing.
You have my word.
Now let's open that box of yours
and see what it can do.
(Laughs)
I do so like a man who dresses for the occasion.
Step back.
(Wind whipping)
(Wind whistling loudly)
After you!
Together.
Hold on!
I don't know what you think you're doing,
but if you hurt my friend, I swear I'll make you regret it.
Hurt her?
I'm saving her life.
How do you figure that?
Don't play stupid.
We both know what happens when people try to leave Storybrooke.
- What are you talking about? - The curse.
What curse?
The one keeping us all trapped.
All except you.
Have you been reading Henry's book?
Henry?
You mean the Queen's father?
Henry, the mayor's adopted kid.
Oh, Henry. Your Henry.
And his book of stories,
the ones that you choose to ignore.
Maybe if you knew what I know,
you wouldn't.
Why have you been spying on me?
Because for the last 28 years, I've been stuck in this house,
day after day,
always the same,
until one night, you,
in your little yellow bug,
roll into town,
and the clock ticks and things start to change.
You see...
I know what you refuse to acknowledge, Emma.
You're special.
You brought something precious to Storybrooke--
magic.
You're insane.
Because I speak the truth?
Because you're talking about magic.
I'm talking about what I've seen.
Perhaps you're the one that's mad.
Really?
What's crazier than seeing and not believing?
Because that's exactly what you've been doing
since you got to our little Hamlet.
Open your eyes.
Look around.
Wake up.
Isn't it about time?
What do you want?
I want you to get it to work.
(Grunts)
You want me to get what to work?
You're the only one that can do this.
And you're gonna get it to work.
I forgot how magnificent you are.
I'm not here to relive the past.
I'm here for my daughter.
Here.
This is the entrance.
It's important that we stick together.
Same amount of people that go through have to come back.
No more, no less.
It's the hat's rule, not mine.
I understand.
(Chimes tinkle)
(Gasps)
Who are you?
Who...
I hate Wonderland.
Make one like that.
You want me to make a hat? You don't have enough?
Well, none of them work, do they?
Or else you wouldn't be here.
Now make a hat and get it to work.
I don't--
you have magic. You can do it.
The hats,
the tea...
Your psychotic behavior.
You think you're The Mad Hatter.
My name's Jefferson.
Okay.
You've clearly glommed on to my kid Henry's thing.
They're just stories.
The Mad Hatter is in "Alice in Wonderland,"
a book. A book I actually read.
Stories.
Stories?
What's a story?
When you were in high school, did you learn
- about the civil war? - Yeah, of course.
How? Did you read about it, perchance, in a book?
How is that any less real than any other book?
History books are based on history.
And storybooks are based on what, imagination?
Where does that come from?
It has to come from somewhere.
You know what the issue is with this world?
Everyone wants a magical solution for their problem,
and everyone refuses to believe in magic.
Now get it to work.
Here's the thing, Jefferson,
this is it.
This is the real world.
A real world.
How arrogant are you to think yours is the only one?
There are infinite more. You have to open your mind.
They touch one another, pressing up in a long line of lands,
each just as real as the last. All have their own rules.
Some have magic. Some don't.
And some need magic...
Like this one.
And that's where you come in.
You and your friend are not leaving here
until you make my hat.
Until you get it to work.
And then what?
(Sighs) (Snipping)
Then I go home.
You want to go in there?
(Regina) What I want is a short walk through.
A short walk?
You know who this belongs to.
The Queen of Hearts.
She's not one for subtlety.
This wasn't part of our deal.
You know what she does to anyone that crosses her.
Indeed.
Better than most.
You can't leave Wonderland without me.
Two go through. Two go back.
You're not gonna let the Queen of Hearts
keep you from returning to your daughter, are you?
That's what I thought.
Wait.
Stay away from the walls.
I've got a better idea.
The walls should stay away from me.
(Clank in distance)
(Creak)
(Whoosh)
Okay?
You got what you need.
Shall we?
(Man) Trespassers! Halt!
(Whoosh) (Grunts)
(Grunting)
Aah!
(Man) Don't let them get away!
(Whoosh)
(Men panting)
The looking glass. There it is!
C-- what are you doing? We can't stop now.
We gotta get out of here.
There's something I need to do first.
(Grunts)
A little snack.
Are you mad? Do you know what the food here does?
I'm well aware.
(Lid creaks)
(Whooshing)
Oh, daddy.
This is what she took from you?
Your father?
The Queen of Hearts has always seen me as a threat.
(Men shouting in distance)
So she wanted some leverage.
I got it back.
The Queen's soldiers. We must hurry.
You knew only two can go through the hat.
Which is why you didn't tell me about your father.
It was the only way to make sure you'd help me.
(Grunts)
Uhh! Wait! Wait!
Please.
My daughter...
My Grace-- she's--
she's waiting for me.
I promised her I'd be home for tea.
A promise which you now have broken.
If you truly cared for your daughter,
you never would've left her in the first place.
You were right, Jefferson.
You don't abandon family.
No!
(Whispers) No.
(Footsteps approach)
Take him to the Queen.
(Whispers indistinctly)
Her majesty says she knows you're responsible
for helping to steal from her.
The Queen. She tricked--
that woman's name is Regina.
There is only one Queen--
the Queen of Hearts.
Yes, of course. My apologies.
Now please... (Whispering indistinctly)
Her majesty wishes to know how you got to this world.
How did you come to Wonderland?
If I tell you,
will you let me go home to my daughter?
(Chuckles)
(Voice echoing) Off with his head.
(Jefferson) No.
(Thud)
(Gasps) I'm alive?
I'm alive! (Pants)
If you wish your body back,
then answer.
How did you get here?
The-- the--- the hat. My hat. We used my hat. (Whispers indistinctly)
Where's the hat now?
She took it.
Regina.
If all you require to travel to your homeland
is this magic hat, then surely, you could make another.
I can't.
A hat without magic is just a hat. It won't work.
Then there's your task.
Get it to work.
I can't make it work. What you're asking me is impossible.
No! It has to be. If it's not, I'm never going home.
I'll be cursed to live in this house forever.
What is so cursed about your life?
Look at this place. It's beautiful.
It doesn't seem cursed to me.
It's cursed because like everyone else here,
what I love has been ripped from me.
Take a look.
(Breathing heavily)
Her name is Grace.
Here it's Paige.
But it's Grace.
My Grace.
Do you have any idea what it's like
to watch her day in and day out,
happy,
with a new family,
with a new father?
You think she's your daughter?
I don't think.
(Whispers) I know.
I remember.
She has no idea who I am,
our life together,
where we come from.
I do.
That's my curse.
To remember.
What good is this house, these things,
if I can't share them with her?
If you really think she's your daughter,
why don't you reach out to her? Why don't you tell her?
And destroy her reality?
I'm trapped by knowledge.
How cruel do you think I am?
You think I'd inflict that awareness on my daughter?
It's hard enough to live in a land where you don't belong,
but knowing it,
holding conflicting realities in your head...
Will drive you mad.
That's why you want me to make the hat work, isn't it?
You just wanna take Grace home,
to your world.
It's the one world where we can be together...
Where she'll remember who I am.
I know what it's like to be separated from your kid.
(Sighs)
Yeah, you do, don't you?
It can make you feel like you're losing your mind.
I'm not losing my mind.
I'm not crazy.
This is real.
Maybe.
Maybe it is.
You believe?
If what you say is true,
that woman in the other room
is my mother.
And I want to believe that more than anything in the world.
So maybe you're right.
Maybe I need to open myself up more.
Maybe if I want magic,
I have to start believing.
So you're gonna help me?
You can get it to work?
I can try.
(Grunts)
Crazy son of a bitch.
(Panting)
(Muffled shout) Hey. It's all right.
I'm gonna get you out of here. You're gonna be okay.
He can't hurt you anymore. Emma, look out!
(Panting)
(Grunts)
Aah.
(Grunts)
(Jefferson and Emma grunting)
Uhh!
(Jefferson and Emma panting)
Off with his head.
(Grunts)
Yah!
(Thud)
(Panting)
- Are you okay? - Yeah.
There's no sign of him anywhere.
Who was he?
A very lonely man.
By the way, have you been taking kickboxing
and not telling me about it?
I have no idea where that came from.
Oh.
Emma, look.
(Sighs)
(Keys jangling) (Sighs)
(Car door closes)
So, sheriff, I guess you'll be taking me back now.
Here. Go. (Keys jangle)
You want me to run?
No, but it's your choice.
Just know something--
running ain't easy. I've done my share of it.
And once you go, there's no stopping.
Emma, everyone thinks I killed Kathryn.
Mary Margaret, you have to believe me.
You have to trust me.
I know it seems impossible, but I can get you out of this.
Why is it so important to you what happens to me?
Because when Regina framed me, and you bailed me out,
I asked you why, and you said you trusted me.
And then when I wanted to leave Storybrooke
'cause I thought it was best for Henry,
you told me I needed to stay
because that was the best for him.
And I realized, all my life, I have been alone.
Walls up.
Nobody's ever been there for me except for you.
And I can't lose that. I cannot lose my family.
Family?
Friends.
Whatever.
You know what I mean.
Wouldn't you rather face this together than alone?
(Keys rattle)
(Bell tolling)
The arraignment.
Regina.
(Crow cawing)
Madame mayor.
Good morning.
Excuse me, but my client is not having any visitors.
Of course not.
I'll see you out.
(Footsteps retreat)
What is she doing here?
She came back.
You said this was going to work,
that she'd take the key, that she'd go.
And she did.
But it seems that Ms. Swan is
rather more resourceful than we thought.
Fear not, your majesty.
Ms. Blanchard is still guilty of murder.
You may yet get what you want.
Oh, I better.
The only reason I made a deal with you, Gold,
is because I wanted results.
And results you shall have.
See you at the arraignment.
(Footsteps retreat)
Henry.
Well...
I found Mary Margaret.
How is she?
She's okay.
Other than being on trial for murder, she's fine.
Hi, Henry.
Who is that?
Her name is Paige. She goes to school with me.
Henry, do you have your storybook with you?
Can I see it?
Yeah. Why?
I'm just curious about something.
(Sighs)
What?
What is it?
Nothing.
(Snip)
(Whispering) Get it to work. Get it to work. Get it to work.
(Normal voice) Get it to work! Get it to work!
Get it to work. Get it to work. Just get it to work.
Get it to work. Get it to work. Get it to work. Get it to work.
Get it to work. Get it to work. Get it to work.
(Voice echoes) Get it to work!
Emma?
(School bell rings)
I gotta go.
Right. Can I hold on to this?
Absolutely.
Sync and corrections by Gatto for www.addic7ed.com