Robin: The lady looks thirsty.
Regina: Robin? Is this a dream?
Robin: Well, if it is, it's an excellent one.

Rumple: I'm not weak.
Wish Rumple: You could have fooled me.

Rumple: This is all your fault.
Wish Rumple: Guilty. Look at you, you're pathetic. So weak.

Regina Mills, I now crown you the Good Queen. Long may she reign.