Henry: I'm--I'm sorry, it was an accident.
Pan: Henry, don't you know the best thing about being a Lost Boy? You never apologize.
Hook: Do you need a hand, luv?
Emma: Is that a joke?
David: And let me tell you something else. You're never going to get her. I'll see to that.
Hook: It's a good thing you're going to die then.
David: I had a brother too, you know. A twin. He died before I ever met him.
Hook: There were two of you? I can barely stomach one.
David: Well, you would have liked him. He was a thief and a liar.
Hook: Yeah, you would have liked my brother. He could be a stubborn ass.
(as Mary Margaret and David share a long kiss)
Mary Margaret: I'm not complaining, but what was that...?
Emma: Okay, I'm complaining.
Regina: What I wouldn't give for another sleeping curse.
Emma: Thank you.
Hook: Well, perhaps gratitude is in order now.
Emma: Yeah, that's what the "thank you" was for.
Hook: Mmm. Is that all your father's life is worth to you?
Emma: Please. You couldn't handle it.
Hook: Perhaps you're the one who couldn't handle it.
(Emma kisses him)
Pan: What, you think that kiss actually meant something?
Hook: I do. I think it means she's finally starting to see me for the man I am.
Pan: What? A one-handed pirate with a drinking problem? I'm no grown-up, but I'm pretty sure that's less than appealing.