— But it will be, Regina. I have faith in you. You will figure out a way eventually.
— That's what I'm trying to tell you. I'm not sure I can figure it out.
— I can't help but think you're avoiding me.
— Well. Not very well, it seems.
— You're upset because of what I said that I'm still in love with you. I suppose I should never have told you, not after I asked you to find a way to save my wife.
— That's not why I'm avoiding you.
— Then why can't you even look me in the eye?
— Because I don't know how to tell you the truth.
— You know you can tell me anything.
— I've read every spell book in my prossession, experimented with every potion in my vault. I even tried to defeat the Snow Queen so I could force her to reverse the spell. But nothing I do seems good enough.
— But it will be, Regina. I have faith in you. You will figure out a way eventually.
— That's what I'm trying to tell you. I'm not sure I can figure it out.
Why is she pregnant and I'm the one who's sick?
Yes, but I'm worried about something bigger than the law is at play. Fate. Destiny.
— You tricked me?
— You went to a long-dead octopus for advice, and you're going to blame me for your problems?
— Having trouble with your fin?
— I'll figure it out!