Emma: You know what, I'm--I'm going to go make some tacos.
David: You know, it's impressive that we can still provide her with a few traumatic childhood memories at this stage in the game.
Emma: Tacos. I cannot tell you the relief of cooking something that I didn't have to kill first.
Granny: Don't I know it? Meat loaf back home? What a bitch.
Regina: Oh, I made lasagna.
Leroy: What's the secret ingredient? Poison?
Regina: Red pepper flakes. Gives it some kick.
Archie: I would never betray the doctor-patient confidentiality?
Regina: Doctor? Doctor? Need I remind you you got your PhD from a curse?
Ruby: Hey! Is everything okay here?
Regina: Private conversation. Go take yourself for a walk.
Henry: So what was it like over there?
Emma: Well, let's see. There were ogres, the dead rising, people trying to kill me. And more ogres.
Emma: Kid, we got to work on your sense of awesome.