#020609

(Emma pulls Hook out from under the debris.) Emma: Hook. Hook: You are bloody brilliant. Amazing. May I see it? The compass. (Emma holds out the compass for Hook to see.) Hook: It’s more beautiful than legend. (Suspicious, Emma withdraws her hand and pockets the compass.) Hook: Come. Let’s go. (Hook extends his hand to Emma, but, instead of taking it, Emma grabs a nearby shackle and chains Hook to the wall.) Hook: What are you doing? What are you doing? Emma: Hook, I… I… I can’t… Hook: Emma, look at me. Have I told you a lie? I brought you here. I risked my own safety to help you. The compass is in your hand. Why do this to me now? Emma: I can’t take a chance that I’m wrong about you. I’m sorry. Hook: You’re sorry? You’re sorry?! I got you here! I got you the compass! Emma: I got the compass. Hook: Well, you’re just going to leave me here to die? Have that beast to eat me, to crush my bones? Emma: He’s not a beast. And you’re not going to die. I just need a head start – that’s all. Hook: Swan. Swan! Swan!