Regina : Can you teach me how to use magic to bring back the dead?
Rumplestiltskin : That's what this is about? The stable boy?
Regina : I want true happiness.
Rumplestiltskin : Then find it elsewhere, dearie. Magic can do much, but not that. Dead... is dead.
Regina : Then I am lost.
Rumplestiltskin : And I've had my time wasted. I'm sorry, but, erm, transcending death is beyond even my reach.
The Mad Hatter : I got what you wanted.
[he holds out a glass ball]
Rumplestiltskin : [Wizard of Oz reference] What about the slippers?
The Mad Hatter : Ugh! Couldn't find them. Heard talk they've already been moved to another land.
Rumplestiltskin : That's what I needed to get to that other land!
The Mad Hatter : Well, come with me in my hat. I'm sure we can work something out.
Rumplestiltskin : No, no, your hat only transports between magical realms. I need to get to a land without magic.
The Mad Hatter : Why would anyone want that?
[Rumplestiltskin is supervising a girl practicing magic, when Regina enters the clearing]
Regina > Evil Queen : Who's this?
Rumplestiltskin : Uuh, your replacement, of course. I needed someone more dedicated.
Regina > Evil Queen : Dedicated?
[she turns to the girl, nonchalantly rips her heart out and crushes it]
Regina > Evil Queen : Now... where were we?
The Doctor : It's been a pleasure doing business with you.
Rumplestiltskin : Oh, the pleasure was mine. Thanks to your efforts, I've made my monster. Now, I do hope you'll be able to make yours.
The Doctor : I'm not "making" a monster.
Rumplestiltskin : Sure you're not. Good luck.
The Doctor : If these hearts are as strong as you say, I won't need luck.
Rumplestiltskin : Oh, just magic.
The Doctor : No. What I'm going to accomplish goes far beyond magic.
Rumplestiltskin : And yet, you need a magical heart to do it.
The Doctor : So small-minded. I need my powers to transcend the limitations of your magic.
Rumplestiltskin : This must be quite a land you hail from, if you think your abilities are more powerful.
The Doctor : They are.
Rumplestiltskin : Care to wager? I suspect someday, you'll see it my way.
The Doctor : I doubt it.
[Whale has asked Mr. Gold to reattach his arm]
Dr. Whale : You said you can do it.
Mr. Gold : Oh, yes. But there's a difference between 'can' and 'will'.
Dr. Whale : Name your price.
Mr. Gold : Say it.
Dr. Whale : Say what?
Mr. Gold : You know what. You came here, not the hospital. So say it.
Dr. Whale : [the penny drops] I need magic.
Mr. Gold : That's all I needed to hear.
[he magics Whale's arm back in its proper place]
Mr. Gold : Always a pleasure doing business with you, uh... Victor.
Rumplestiltskin : [to Regina] So long as you harbor foolish notions of bringing back the dead, so long as you live in the past, you'll never find your future.
Mr. Gold : When they say I charge an arm and a leg, that's meant as a figure of speech.
[when Whale enters Mr. Gold's shop with a cooling box containing his arm]