Once Upon a Time (TV Series)

Beauty (2017)

Robert Carlyle: Rumplestiltskin, Weaver

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• Belle French : There's something I need to tell you. When I translated the prophecy all those years ago, I realized that the sun that needed to set at the Edge of Realms, it wasn't the one in the sky. It was mine. "When the Dark One finds eternal love at the sun's brightest set." It means that you have to believe our love is powerful enough to outlast death. Only then will you find the path that will lead you back to me.

  Rumpelstiltskin : How could you keep that from me?

  Belle French : I knew you wouldn't accept it. You would have spent all our lives searching for another answer. And... I wanted to live our lives. And we did. And now, it... it's time to let me go.

  Rumpelstiltskin : Belle, I can't. I'm afraid.

  Belle French : Let me tell you a story, then. Once upon a time, there was a beast who took a girl prisoner. But he fell in love with her. And then he let her go. That is when the girl realized that she loved him, too.

  Rumpelstiltskin : He thought he would never see her again.

  Belle French : But in the end, she came back to him. More than a few times.

  Rumpelstiltskin : I remember that story.

  Belle French : See? You let me go once before, and... we found our way back to each other. You're a good man, Rumple. Your heart is pure. You will find the answer you need to get rid of the dagger, and you will find your way back to me again. I promise.

• Belle French : Regina and Zelena got balloons. Uh... Emma and Hook, cake. Oh, Snow and David are bringing bubble wands. I don't know. I guess baby Neal is obsessed with them.

  Rumpelstiltskin : Belle.

  Belle French : Yes?

  Rumpelstiltskin : Relax. It's a children's birthday party. As long as everyone turns up and Gideon ends up with birthday cake all over his face, it's a success.

• Alice : [bumping into Rumple while chasing a white rabbit]  Oh, wonderful! I lost him because of you, and there's no time to chase him down again. Who the hell do you think you are?

  Rumpelstiltskin : Who I am doesn't matter.

  [Henry rides by on his motorcycle] 

  Alice : Strangers here for the ball just keep getting stranger and stranger. Are you here for the ball? The prince is looking for a bride if the shoe fits. Are you looking for a prince?

  Rumpelstiltskin : No, dearie. I'm looking for someone much more important.

  Alice : Ooh. I like a good puzzle. My name is Alice.

• Detective Weaver : Still playing with that puzzle, I see.

  Tilly : [tossing the mixed-up cube to him]  Solved it!

  Detective Weaver : You seem to be confused as to how this works.

  Tilly : Nah, I'm not confused. I finally understand. I just had to see the whole picture, the whole story. See, we all have stories. I have a story. This troll has a story. Even you, Mr. Weaver, have a story. And it's a thing of beauty.

  Detective Weaver : Well, it's "Detective Weaver", and the only story I'm interested in now is why you assaulted Victoria Belfrey.

• Rumpelstiltskin : Belle, I've been alive for many, many years. And of all those years, the last ten have been the happiest I can ever imagine.

  Belle French : Well, we're only just beginning.

  Rumpelstiltskin : I know. But there's only one way I want to live this life from now on: as a mortal.

  Belle French : What are you saying?

  Rumpelstiltskin : I have a confession. This isn't just another stop on our, uh, adventure.

  [taking the Dark One's dagger out] 

  Rumpelstiltskin : This dagger has been a burden to me for too long. I've been a slave to its power, and now, all I can hope is that this river can grant me my one and only wish: to live a singular, natural life with you.

• Rumpelstiltskin : What's this?

  Belle French : A gift. I, uh, I think I've found the answer we've been searching for; how we can get rid of the dagger. Or, at least, a guide to that answer. Okay, this scroll describes a fairy prophecy about the Dark One. And... and it says "When the Dark One finds eternal love at the sun's brightest set where time stops, the path will appear to where the darkness shall rest."

  Rumpelstiltskin : I know where this is. It's called the Edge of Realms.

  Belle French : Well, then that's where we'll go.

• Rumpelstiltskin : The Edge of Realms. Where time stops and the sun sets brightest in all the lands.

  Belle French : And when it does, we will finally have our answer to getting rid of the dagger.

  Rumpelstiltskin : You know, Belle, we are on the outermost ridges of existence here. The normal rules of time and space do not apply. An eternity here could be like the blink of an eye back home. It could be years before the sun finally sets.

  Belle French : So then we'll wait.

  Rumpelstiltskin : Are you sure?

  Belle French : What better place to build our home than on an eternal summer day?

• Gideon : [at Belle's grave]  I can't believe she's gone. Every time I'd come and visit, time here seemed frozen.

  Rumpelstiltskin : Time was. But she wasn't. When you go on for too long, you forget what really matters. I never want to forget.

  Gideon : Give me the dagger, papa. Let me unburden you so you can be with mother. I can bear it.

  Rumpelstiltskin : I took the dagger for one son. I'm not gonna give it to the other. There is only one who is destined to hold such darkness. The Guardian. When I pass the dagger on to this Guardian, whoever it may be, the darkness will finally rest. And I will be reunited with Belle. It's time for me to leave this realm and go to the moment where this Guardian is waiting for me. Even if they don't know it yet.

• Detective Weaver : Take off that mask. You look ridiculous.

  Tilly : But we're all wearing masks! It's Halloween.

  Detective Weaver : [gesturing to her Rubik's Cube]  Oh, is that why you're playing with that toy? Damn thing's broken. What's the point of an unsolvable puzzle?

  Tilly : What's the point of a solvable one?

• Detective Weaver : You wanted to see me?

  Victoria Belfrey : Yes. Can you tell me why I was accosted by one of your street rats today?

  Detective Weaver : How do you know it was one of mine?

  Victoria Belfrey : Because she left me a gift.

  [handing over a business card] 

  Victoria Belfrey : Has your name all over it.

• Victoria Belfrey : These pills are the only thing keeping this Tilly sane. If she doesn't take them, she becomes confused and dangerous, and right now, she's off them. Now, get her to take these pills and let's get her the help she needs before she hurts somebody. She needs to be locked up.

  Detective Weaver : You and I have always had a clear understanding. I help you when it suits me. Drugging and locking up one of my best informants does not suit me.

  Victoria Belfrey : Do you know what suits me, Detective? Having someone I can trust. Now, I thought you were that man, but maybe I was wrong. Maybe you're not the man I thought you were.

  Detective Weaver : Maybe I'm not.

  Victoria Belfrey : Shame. Well, I enjoyed our time together. So much so that I may visit you in prison. I imagine a corrupt detective like you will feel right at home there.

  Detective Weaver : Careful where you tread, Ms. Belfrey.

  Victoria Belfrey : [he stands to leave]  Oh, I've been careful enough to tape where you've tread.

  Detective Weaver : That was not our arrangement.

  Victoria Belfrey : But it is now. So who's it to be? You? Or the girl?

• Detective Weaver : I seen something in Belfrey's eyes today I've never seen before: fear. This is about something much bigger.

  Rogers : You think your informant has the answers.

  Detective Weaver : Tilly? Best eyes and ears in Hyperion Heights. Told me she's been noticing things lately.

  Rogers : Things that Belfrey doesn't want to get out. Well, you need to find out what that is. So you can use it as leverage against her.

  Detective Weaver : Well, that's how this game works, Detective.

• Rogers : Is that all this girl is to you and Belfrey, a pawn? Then why don't we split up since one of us actually wants to help her?

  Detective Weaver : Oh, and I suppose you think that's you. What, the champion of lost girls? Yeah, I've seen your cold case. The one with the missing girl. Little tip: do not bring your baggage to my work. Tilly is my informant, and I will deal with her my way.

  Rogers : I thought you actually cared about that girl.

  Detective Weaver : Oh, but that's your mistake, Detective. I don't care about anyone.

• Detective Weaver : Did you see something?

  Tilly : See something? Well, I see everything. Now I'm ten feet tall!

  Detective Weaver : Enough with the riddles. Why did you stop taking your pills?

  Tilly : Those pills... no. Victoria wants to make me small again, or she wants to make me forget, make me blind. And I don't want to be blind, not when I can finally see. Not when I'm so close - so close - to remembering.

  Detective Weaver : Remembering what?

  Tilly : How to make you see again, too.

  Detective Weaver : See what? Tilly, what do you know about Victoria Belfrey? If you tell me, I can help.

  Tilly : The answer is right here. We're all pieces of the same puzzle. But without each other, it's impossible to see the big picture. That's why Belfrey scattered us. She made us all wear masks so we can't recognize each other. But soon the masks will come off, and soon you will see who you really are, the good man behind the cop. Or wait. Is it behind the beast?

• Detective Weaver : Look, you know something; something that's making Victoria Belfrey quite nervous. You have to tell me what that is.

  Tilly : I could tell you. But if you believe me, I'd rather show you.

• Detective Weaver : Enough with the games. What do you need to show me?

  Tilly : I just need to find it. But I remember what it is now.

  Detective Weaver : Look, you help me and I'll help you.

  Tilly : I am helping you! Now, quickly. We haven't got much time. I can feel the fog coming.

  Detective Weaver : [following her]  Jeez. Tilly.

  Tilly : Tilly? Who's Tilly? Sorry. I'm afraid I'm not myself. But you're so close to being yourself.

  Detective Weaver : Okay. Who the hell am I?

  Tilly : That's the greatest puzzle, isn't it?

  [showing him his and Belle's chipped teacup] 

  Tilly : And this is the missing piece.

• Tilly : Look at it. Don't you remember? You gave it to me. You said it would help you get back to her. Remind you of how to get back to her.

  Detective Weaver : This? It's just a cup.

  Tilly : You said it would work. No, I... I remember now. We... we knew each other before. Before, in that other place. Yes, that's it! Though you had a different name, then. What was it? Sheepshanks? Spindleshanks?

• Detective Weaver : Oh, you've gone mad

  Tilly : We're all mad here!

  Detective Weaver : Tilly, put the gun down. Now!

  Tilly : No. Sorry. I don't have a choice. The teacup didn't work.

  Detective Weaver : Why are you doing this?

  Tilly : Because you told me to. Rumplestiltskin.

  [gunshot] 

• Detective Weaver : What's that?

  Rogers : This is a lucky bullet for a lucky bastard. Tore right through you. You should be dead by all accounts. You must be bloody immortal.

  Detective Weaver : Immortal?

  Rogers : That was a joke, mate.

• Victoria Belfrey : I hear you had the troubled girl in your custody and you let her go.

  Detective Weaver : Well, you'll be happy to hear that Tilly is back on her pills. Didn't seem such a public menace anymore, so, yeah, I let her go.

  Victoria Belfrey : You seem to be forgetting about those tapes.

  Detective Weaver : Oh, no, I remember. Quite clearly. But... it appears that I've found something much bigger than what's on those tapes... dearie.

  Victoria Belfrey : And what might that be?

  Detective Weaver : Trust me, something you don't want anyone to find out. And if I were you, I would choose my next step wisely, Victoria. Because try as you may, there's nothing you can do to hurt me anymore.