Whenever Abigail looks at Charming, she looks like she's smelling something foul. She whines that she's tired of waiting, so Charming says they'll be on their way. "I thought we might take the scenic route." Abigail snorts and walks off. Widmore tells Charming to smile. "You're on the road to true love." Charming looks over the bag in his had that must contain his mother's ring.
As Charming's white carriage makes its way down the scenic route, Abigail complains, "I told you the Troll Road would have been quicker. Were you even listening to me?" We cut to Snow White, dressed as a highwayman, waiting for the carriage to fall prey to her ambush -- waiting to fall in love with Charming.
Storybrooke, Granny's Diner, Night: Dr. Whale finds Mary Margaret crying at the counter. When she tells him she doesn't feel like talking, he says, "Sometimes it's easier to talk to someone when you don't give a crap what they think." Mary smiles as she continues to spin her ring. "You ever walk into a situation where you know exactly what's going to happen, and then you go into it anyway? And then, when what you're afraid of happens -- you kick yourself, because you should have known better, but that's just who you are, so you keep punishing yourself." Dr. Whale shakes his head. "No." This surprises Mary. "How do you do that?" Whale: "By never doing what's expected. It keeps life interesting. Can I buy you a drink?" Mary: "You can buy me two." Whale smiles as he nods. Fade to black.
Well, I'm gonna go take a whole bunch of over-the-counter drugs and wash them down with even more wine. Hopefully, I'll be conscious again by Sunday night, and will see you Monday morning, with my recaplet of "The Heart Is A Lonely Hunter," which will be the last new episode for a few weeks. Please grade the episode at the top of the page and then join us in the forum, where someday, your prince will come, and hopefully, he'll come with a bottle of MacCutcheon.