Isn't this town starting to burst at its seams? The problem with too many bodies in too little space is that they all use up things. You start to run out of food or whiskey and what choice do you have but to use magic to bring in more? And then the magic goes wrong. Maybe it even brings in more people. And then all the things are gone, and just the people left.
This is how universes end, I think.
Isn't it a good thing we have the Mayor to guide us all through this? I'm sure you'll all want to fall into line behind someone your own stories call The Evil Queen.
I'm planting a vegetable garden. I doubt it will help in time.
[Private to Emma Swan]Some of them seem to have guns. If they're running around our town and in the woods my house is up against, where my daughter lives, I'd rather you be the only woman with a gun.
I can keep my own.I'm sorry about Henry, for what it's worth. He's a good kid.