Storybrooke (OUAT Fanfic)

Finding Emma's Old Boyfriend

SCENE: The . Past. , Oregon. Emma exits a building, checks to see if anybody is watching her, breaks into a car and steals it. As she drives away a pops up from the backseat of the car.

Man: Impressive. (Emma screams) But really, you could've just asked me for the keys. (smiles)
Man: Just drive. It's fine.
Emma: I just stole your car. Your life could be in danger.
Man: Neal Cassidy.
Emma: Yeah, I'm not telling you my name.
Neal: No, I don't need it to have you arrested when the robbery's in progress.
Emma: Emma. Swan.
Neal: Good name.
Emma: So do you just live in here, or are you just waiting for the car to be stolen?
Neal: Why don't I tell you over drinks?
Emma: Excuse me? (turns to look at him and unknowingly runs a stop sign)
Neal: Hey! Eyes on the road.
Emma: I am not having drinks with you. You might be a pervert.
Neal: I might be a pervert, but you're definitely a car thief.
Emma: I said I was sorry.
Neal: You didn't, actually. (Police sirens)
Neal: Oh.
Emma: Damn it.
Neal:That's why I said, "eyes on the road." Screwdriver. (Emma gives him the screwdriver and he puts in the keys)
Police Officer: License and registration.
Emma: Hi.
Neal:Terribly sorry, officer, but this is actually my car. I'm... I'm trying to, uh, teach my girlfriend how to drive stick.
Police Officer: She's got a lot to learn.
Neal: I know. But, you know... women. (Emma looks at him)
Police Officer: All right, I hear you. It's a warning... this time.
Neal: Yeah. Thank you so much.
Emma: What are you, some sort of a misogynist?
Neal: You're welcome. Oh, go. We got lucky.
Emma: "We"? This isn't your car either, is it?

Neal: Hmm?

Emma: I stole a stolen car?

Neal: Now how about that drink? (smiles)

Context: Emma and Neal become boyfriend and girlfriend. Currently they are living off robbing convenient stores.

Neal: I think this little guy is hungry. Go ahead and get whatever you want, sweetie. I'm gonna get directions.
Emma: I will.
Neal: Hey, man. How are you?
Store Keeper: I've been better.
Neal: Listen, my wife and I...are really lost. I'm trying to get to Eugene, and I think we've been going the wrong way. Can you show me what's going on here? Where are we, first of all?
Store Keeper: Okay, wait. Do I look like a tour guide? Why don't you buy the map? Then I can help you.
Neal: Okay. (gives him money)
Store Keeper: Okay. Now your problem is... Is you're way up here. You see that?
Neal: Oh, my God. That is a problem.
Store Keeper: Yeah. Now what you wanna do is you wanna go all the way south. You have to take 5 all the way south towards Salem. (Neal steals chocolate bars) That's right down there. You see that?
Store Customer: Hey.
Neal: Okay.
Store Keeper: That's where you're going. You got it?
Store Customer: Hey, mister, that guy's stealing that...
Emma: Oh, God! Oh, God.
Neal: Honey?
Emma: Oh. Oh. I think... I think it's time.
Neal: He's ready?
Emma: Oh, yeah.
Store Customer: You didn't see him take the chocolate...
Emma: Oh! Oh! It hurts really bad!
Store Keeper: You guys need help?
Store Customer: No, no, mister, you didn't see...
Emma: Oh, my God! It hurts really bad!
Neal: Whoa. Whoa. Okay. Okay.
Store Keeper: You want me to call an ambulance?
Neal: No, it's fine! My car's out front. I know, I know. Breathe, baby.
Breathe. Let's go! Come on.
Emma: Oh, God!
Store Customer: (distraught) You know they were stealing.
Neal: The little guy saved us.
Emma: He sure did! The miracle of birth! (They get into the car)
Neal: Wow. Good haul.
Emma: Thanks.
Neal: I got you a key chain. Do you like it?
Emma: Yeah.
Neal: Okay. We gotta go.
Motel Guest: All right, come on, kids.
Neal: 20 minutes till housekeeping. You wanna shower first?
Emma: Oh, look, the Granola family left this. (picks up dream-catcher)
Neal: What is that?
Emma: It's a Native American dream catcher. It's supposed to keep all the nightmares out and only let the good dreams in to protect your home.
Neal: It's flypaper for nightmares?
Emma: Mm-hmm.
Neal: Let's keep it.
Emma: Yeah? Hang it where, the car?
Neal: It's not much of a home. Maybe it's time we get a real place.
Emma: Are you saying...
Neal: Why not? We've been on the road long enough. Maybe it's time we retire the "Bonnie and Clyde" act. So I think... I think it's time.
Emma: Together?
Neal: Don't you wanna?
Emma: Like where, ?
Neal: I'm serious. We could do this.
Emma: Where?
Neal: (sees board) Where? I'll tell you where. Close your eyes and point. Whatever spot you pick...that's our home.
Emma: (points at a location) Tallahassee.
Neal: We got a winner.
Emma: Is it near a beach?
Neal: Yeah, it's Florida. Everything's near a beach.
Emma: Okay, then Tallahassee it is.
Neal: (smiles) Tallahassee it is.
Emma: Are you sure? Is this... what you really want?
Neal: What I really want is you. (They kiss)