
Apple: Please! It has to be a daughter of he Evil Queen
Raven: How many times do we have to tell you?
Evie: We've said no and we mean it.
Apple: But you're ruining my happily ever after!
Mal: [quietly] Apple won't give it up. She's worse than a dog with a bone. Those you can shut up.

Mal: Apple
Apple: Oh. What do *you* want?
Mal: Such a vicious tone. I'm only here to give you what you want. You want someone to give you a poison apple, right? There'll be a price.
Apple: I'd give anything for my fairy-tale to go the way it should.
Mal: Well, for anything, what about me doing it?

Apple: Oh my fairy godmother, thank you!
-they shake hands, signing the deal. Mal's eyes glow a little-
Apple: I'm going to get my happily ever after!

Mal: My happily ever after, you mean.
Apple: What?
Mal: You said you'd give anything. That's my price. One happily ever after.
Apple: No! You can't do that!
Mal: Think you'll find I can. Rule number one? Never make deals with the Fae.