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David: You know, when she stops trying to kill people, Regina’s not all bad.
Snow: And another idiot falls. For her cleavage.
Emma: Don’t say that. My life is complicated enough without my father perving on my girlfriend.
Regina: David, avert your eyes.
David: I was just thinking that your hair looks great, that’s all!
Rumple: Remind me why we got roped into this?
Ruby: Because despite the fact that Belle and I have been together for a year, you still can’t take a hint?
Belle: Ruby, don’t be mean—
Ruby: Okay, babe. But no matter how many times he asks, no threesome.
Henry: What’s a threesome?
Regina: Could you please stop corrupting my son?
Emma: Our kid has already faced down pure evil and death, a little bit of knowing about sex isn’t going to kill him.
Snow: These drinks need more alcohol.
Regina: Yes, they are a little weak.
Snow: Well, I would have asked you to make them, but we can’t trust you not to put us all to sleep for a century or two.
Regina: [through gritted teeth] Don’t tempt me.
David: Let’s have a toast, everyone! The food is almost ready.
Emma: Dad! Eyes up!