On their way out of the library, Regina turns to Cora. Her voice is hesitant at first. "So...is this what it was all about? Getting Rumple's dagger so you can obtain his dark powers?" Cora is Cora, so of course her answer is both evasive and manipulative. If they possess the dagger they can control his actions, once he's back in Storybrooke. They can make him kill Snow, Charming and Emma. "Our enemies will be vanquished and you will be blameless in the eyes of the only person who matters." Regina looks her mother in the eyes. "Henry." Oh Regina, please don't be fooled by her. You're no longer an inexperienced young girl. Hell, you kept Graham as your magically compelled sex slave and then crushed his heart with your bare hands. Wake up! Wake up! We cut to...

Manhattan. Fire Escape. When Henry asks Emma why she didn't tell him the truth, Emma says she never thought she'd see Neal again and didn't want to. She explains that he was a thief and a bad guy who broke her heart. Henry: "I could have taken it, you know. The truth!" Emma knows. "He was just a part of my life I wanted to forget. That's why I didn't tell you. I was thinking of me. Not you." Eyes downcast, Henry says, "I thought you were different, but you're just like her. Regina. She always lied to me, too." This knocks the wind out of Emma. She blinks and then finally manages to say, "I'm sorry." Henry's face is red, but his voice is steady as he says, "I want to meet my dad." Emma nods silently. Commercial.

Back in the apartment, Neal tells Rumpy the clock is ticking. Rumpy acknowledges he's made mistakes, but he wants to make up for it. "There's no greater pain than regret." Neal says, "Try abandonment." There's no way Rumpy can make up for that. Rumpy then makes the worst offer he could possibly make. He invites his son to come back to Storybrooke. "There's magic, there. I can turn the clock back, make you 14 again. We can start over." Neal says, "I don't want to be 14, again. Are you insane?" I know, right. That would land him in middle school. Nobody wants that. Nobody. Rumpy says while he can't make up for the lost time, he can take away the memories. Neal would rather not have his mind raped, thanks. Rumpy continues to plead his case, but Neal wants none of it. "You have no idea what I've lived with. You're so worried about you -- you know what I've dealt with. Every night for more years than you can no, the last thing I see before sleep is the image of you and me at that pit. Your hand wrapped around mine, and then you open your grip, and as I fall away, all I can see is your face." Aping Rumpy's trademark hand-wave, Neal continues: "Choosing all...this crap over me. Letting me go. Now it's my turn. Now I'm letting you go." He doesn't care if his father is sorry. He didn't get closure so he's not getting it. He tells Rumpy to go. His time is up. It's time for a little self-plagiarism from me as we flash back to the...