A Crooked Mile/Transcript

The following is a transcript of Episode 3: A Crooked Mile of Telltale Games' The Wolf Among Us.

The Open Arms Hotel
Bigby is standing in the hotel room with the picture of Crane and glamoured Lily.

That piece of shit!=

Bigby: That motherfucking piece of shit...


 * -|I'll kill him!=

Bigby: I'll kill him. I'll rip him apart!


 * -|Fucking creep!=

Bigby: That fucking creep. Spineless little fuckin' rat!



Bigby growls.

Bigby and Beauty start walking down the hallway.

Beauty: Crane? Ugh! God, you think you know a person. Bigby, you have to tell her.

Bigby: I know!

Bigby and Beauty walk downstairs into the lobby, where Beast is waiting.

Beast: What's going on? What did you find up there? You know, other than the...

Bigby picks up the phone in the lobby and starts dialing.

Crane is the killer.=

Bigby: Crane's the killer.

Beast: What? Ichabod Crane? How do you know?


 * -|I need to find Snow.=

Bigby: I just need to find Snow.

Beast: Why? What's going on?


 * -|Not now, Beast.=

Bigby: Not now.

Beast will remember that.

Beast: I have a right to know. If my wife is--

Beauty: Honey...



Bigby says nothing.

Bigby: Shit!

Beauty: Crane's been--

Bigby: Argh!

Bigby throws the broken phone to the floor.

Beauty: Whoa! Bigby, calm down. Everything's going to be fine, okay, it's gonna be fine.

Beast: Will someone please explain this to me?

Beauty: Crane has been stalking Snow White. The room was covered in evidence.

Snow is in danger!=

Bigby: That perverted little fucker might be after Snow. I need to find her right now.

Beauty: Okay, it's--it's going to be okay. Where did you see her last?


 * -|I need to tell Snow!=

Bigby: I have to tell Snow what's going on right now.

Beauty: Okay, it's--it's going to be okay. Where did you see her last?


 * -|Crane might be following her.=

Bigby: Crane might be following Snow. If I can find her, I can--goddamn it.

Beauty: Okay, it's--it's going to be okay. Where did you see her last?



Beauty: Where did you see her last?

Beauty: Did she say where she was going?

Bigby: She took Holly to the Business Office...to prepare for the funeral.

Beast: Lily's funeral?

Bigby: Yeah.

Beauty: How do you know--

Beast: I was just at the Trip Trap, and I heard Gren telling some folks about a funeral at the Buckingham Bridge--

Beauty: The Trip Trap? Are you drinking--

Bigby: When?

Beast: Right now. They were on their way out.

Bigby leaves the hotel.

Beauty: Bigby!

Beauty runs out onto the street after Bigby.

Beauty: Wait!

Bigby: What?

Beauty: Snow's...Snow's been through a lot. There are things she doesn't talk about. Just...please be careful...when you tell her. And you should tell her, but...

What do you mean?=

Bigby: What are you trying to say?


 * -|I know.=

Bigby: I know.

Beauty: No, you don't know.


 * -|I have to go!=

Bigby: Beauty, I have to go.

Beauty: Just...wait a second and listen! This is important.



Bigby says nothing.

Beauty: You know how you felt when you saw that picture? Well, it's going to be much worse for her. Just remember that.

Bigby walks away.

The Buckingham Bridge
The Buckingham Bridge 10:28 PM

Bigby steps out of a cab and enters the gate under the bridge. He approaches the gathering of people at the funeral. Snow is standing in front of them and delivering a eulogy. When she sees Bigby, she shakes her head at him.

Snow's Eulogy

Snow: I'm, um, honored to be asked to speak tonight. Even if it's tradition that everyone speak... Lily had many friends...but few Fables she was truly close to. If you're here...then you were a part of a very special circle. People she trusted and cared for. I won't...um, offend you...by claiming one day that...that the pain of losing Lily will ever subside. I know as well as you that it will never subside. But I also know that--that the memory of Lily will sustain as well. And it will, in time...equal in strength to our mourning her loss. And it is in that spirit that I'd like to talk about...what you've all been so grateful to share with me. Your memories of her. How she could be stubborn, and...patient. Rash and thoughtful. How she carried a torch for the "old ways", for tradition, for...um, pageantry. And most of all, it seems, how...Lily loved-- dearly loved--her friends and family. She loved being around them. In good times and bad. I never met Lily, but, from...what I've been told...I know, in my heart...that she would have liked to be here tonight. And now, we'll have our, um, moment of silence. Thank you.

Sorry, this is important.=

Bigby: I'm sorry, Snow, but this is important. I--I have something to tell you.

You interrupted Snow's eulogy.

Snow: Really, Bigby? It's so important it can't wait fifteen minutes until it's maybe not at the worst possible time?


 * -|We have to go.=

Bigby: Something's happened. We have to get out of here.

You interrupted Snow's eulogy.

Snow: Bigby, what the hell are you doing?!


 * -|[Wave her over]=

Bigby shakes his head, but Snow shakes it no.


 * -|[Don't interrupt] / ...=

Bigby says nothing.

Talk to Lawrence (Lawrence is alive)

Bigby: Your highness...

Lawrence: Oh, uh...Sheriff... I'm sorry, I, uh... I didn't see you there.

Lawrence: I was angry, at first...when I heard that Lily was getting a funeral. That Holly was getting..."closure". I wanted that too. And I wanted it for Faith. But then I remembered...Faith lived a story Lily never did. She had her adventure, she got to live in the light of "forever after" with me...for a while. So let Lily have the better finish. It all evens out. In the end.

Lawrence: Take care of things. Okay?

Bigby decides to talk to Snow.

You waited for Snow to finish.

Snow: Bigby, is everything okay?

Holly notices Bigby and stands up.

(Didn't interrupt the funeral)=

Holly: No, not you.

Snow: Holly, it's--

Holly: He wasn't fucking invited.


 * -|(Interrupted the funeral)=

Snow: I'm sorry, everyone. I don't...

Holly: Get the fuck out of here.

Snow: Holly, wait.

Holly: He has no right to be here. Not after what he did.

Holly, I'm sorry.=

Bigby: Holly, I'm sorry, but I had to come.


 * -|Settle down.=

Bigby: Holly, settle down, I'll only take a minute.


 * -|I don't want trouble.=

Bigby: Look, Holly, I'm not here to start trouble.



Bigby says nothing.

Holly: You throw my sister down the Witching Well...and you have the nerve to show your face here?

(Promised Holly the body)=

Holly: After you lie...after you promise me?


 * -|(Said he would check with Crane)=

Holly: After you lie...and say you'll "check first"?


 * -|(Said it was evidence)=

Holly: After you lie...and you say you need her for "evidence"?

Snow: Holly, wait, that was Crane, just Crane. He'd...disposed of Lily's body before Bigby could do anything about it. I'm telling you the truth.

Holly: Don't cover for him.

Snow: But this genuinely wasn't his fault.

Holly: You can't tell me Bigby gives a shit about this.

Vivian: Holly. It's gonna be okay.

That's not important now.=

Bigby: Holly...this just isn't important right now. I need to talk to Snow.

Holly won't forget that.

Holly: You are un-fucking-believable.


 * -|Sorry, I didn't know.=

Bigby: I'm sorry, Holly. I didn't know he put her down the Witching Well.

Holly will remember that.


 * -|Crane's a prick.=

Bigby: Crane's a fuckin' prick, so this doesn't surprise me.

Gren will remember that.

Gren: Hey, whaddya know, we actually agree on somethin'.



Snow noticed your silence.

(Interrupted funeral)=

Snow: Holly... Bigby's trying...in--in his own way.


 * -|(Didn't interrupt)=

Snow: Bigby cares, Holly. He's trying to help.

Snow: And I'm sure he has a very good reason for being here. But this one isn't on him.

Gren: Why are you here, anyway? And don't say it's 'cause you care about this.

Snow: Everything okay?

I think I know who murdered your sister.=

Bigby: I think I know who murdered your sister.

Holly: Who?

Snow: Maybe we should talk about this somewhere else?

Holly: What?! No! I deserve to know!

Snow: I know, I know, but... This isn't the way to go about this.

Holly: I don't give a fuck about "the way". I don't care about "procedure". If anyone should be told, it's me, it's us. Right now. So talk.

Gren: Yeah. Who was it?

Snow: Okay, everyone, just stop. Bigby and I are going to have a little chat while everyone else gets back to the funeral.

Holly: What?

Snow: Please. I promise I will tell you what the hell is going on just as soon as I know there's something to tell, but...just let us do our jobs, first.


 * -|I'm here to talk to Snow.=

Bigby: I'm here to talk to Snow.

Holly: Oh, really...

Bigby: Yes, Holly. This is serious.

Snow: Okay, okay, look, Bigby and I are going to have a little chat far away from the ceremony, alright?


 * -|To pay my respects.=

Bigby: I just came to pay my respects, Holly. I don't mean any harm.

Holly: Oh, really... You have no respect you can pay. You don't care about any of us.

Snow: Okay, okay, look, Bigby and I are going to have a little chat far away from the ceremony, alright?



Holly: I'm sure everything's okay in Bigby's world. You just walk through the fuckin' raindrops, right?

Snow: Okay, okay, look, Bigby and I are going to have a little chat far away from the ceremony, alright?

Snow: Look, Holly, I know how this must--

Holly: No. You don't "know" how this "must feel". You have no idea. (to Bigby) Don't fuck anything up. Don't bother anybody. And when the first sign of trouble comes--and it will come, because you're a goddamn walking trap for it--I want you the fuck out of here. You hear me?

Of course.=

Bigby: Of course. You won't even know I'm here.


 * -|I don't plan to stay.=

Bigby: Holly, I didn't even want to crash this, okay? I had to because of Snow. I'll be out of here soon.

Holly: See that you are.


 * -|I just want Lily's killer.=

Bigby: I just want to get Lily's killer, Holly. Nothing more.



Bigby says nothing.

Vivian: Let's just continue, okay?

Holly: This is such total fucking bullshit.

Nerissa: Let's go, Holly.

Vivian: It's your turn to talk.

Holly stands in front of the others as Snow and Bigby walk away.

(Said he knew who the killer was)=

Snow: Okay... You think you know who the killer is. What have you got? Bigby... What's going on?


 * -|(Said it was Crane)=

Snow: Crane?

Bigby: Yeah.

Snow: I can't believe this. This is someone I've worked with for decades. This is a guy...he gets the frickin' shakes when he has to order food. I mean, what are you telling me? It's all an act? Just what have you found? Bigby... What's going on?


 * -|(Didn't say either)=

Snow: It's been hard enough making a connection with these people. When you pull this kind of stuff it just resets the clock.

Crane murdered Lily.=

(If Bigby didn't say this previously.)

Bigby: Crane murdered Lily.

Snow: What?

Bigby: I followed a lead to this shithole motel. The Open Arms. Crane had a room there, and he's been taking prostitutes...or, at the very least, Lily...and making her look like you while he was...you know. The bed was covered in blood... I know it was him.


 * -|He killed Lily at a motel.=

(If Bigby said Crane was the killer previously.)

Bigby: I followed a lead to this shithole motel. The Open Arms. Crane had a room there, and he's been taking prostitutes...or, at the very least, Lily...and making her look like you while he was...you know. The bed was covered in blood... I know it was him.


 * -|Crane's obsessed with you.=

Bigby: Snow, Crane is completely obsessed with you.

Snow: Oh, my god, if this is about how Crane treats me at work--

Bigby: Just listen to me for a second, alright? I followed a lead to this shithole motel. The Open Arms. Crane had a room there, and he's been taking prostitutes...or, at the very least, Lily...and making her look like you while he was...you know. He replays your story. Over and over again.


 * -|Lily was Crane's prostitute.=

Bigby: Lily was Crane's prostitute. I followed a lead to this shithole motel. The Open Arms. Crane had a room there, and he's been taking prostitutes...or, at the very least, Lily...and making her look like you while he was...you know.



Snow: You drag me away from a funeral and now you wanna pull the lost little kid in a mall routine? Look, I can't read your mind, and I don't really feel like standing here trying, so I'm going back. We'll talk about this later.

(Didn't stay silent)=

Snow: This...is... I don't even know what to say right now... I really don't. I'm just trying everything I can right now...to not picture it. To not picture him.

Snow: You're sure this is what happened? This is what he's been doing? Because, please, Bigby...don't confuse things. Deposing Crane would be the next step. And if we get this wrong...it would mean more than our jobs. We'd get kicked out of Fabletown for messing all of this up so badly.

Nerissa walks up to the two of them.

Nerissa: Snow?

Snow: Nerissa. What is it?

Nerissa: I'm sorry, but Holly's asking for you.

Snow: Are they starting the burn?

Nerissa: Yes. Everyone who spoke should really be present for this part... She's kind of distraught. You're not leaving yet, are you?

Snow: Two minutes? I don't mean to be, um...

Nerissa: No, I understand.

Snow: It's just that something's come up.

We should go.=

Bigby: We really should go.

Snow: And we will, okay? Two minutes. This is important too.


 * -|Are you okay?=

Bigby: Are you okay? You don't have to do this right now.

Snow: I'll be fine.


 * -|Take your time.=

Bigby: No, I get it. Take your time.

Snow: It won't take long.



Bigby says nothing.

Snow walks away.

Nerissa: How'd it go? At the motel? Did you find anything? No?

Lily was killed there.=

Bigby: Yeah... Lily was killed there. It was an awful mess.

Nerissa: Oh...

Bigby: I'm sorry.


 * -|It was Crane's room.=

Bigby: It was Crane's room. But you knew that already, right?

Nerissa nods.


 * -|Yeah, thanks.=

Bigby: I, uh, did. It helped a lot. Thanks.



Bigby says nothing.

Vivian: Nerissa!

Nerissa: Yeah, um...coming!

Nerissa walks over to the others.

Dee: Constable.

Dee and Dum point their guns at Bigby's back.

Dee: Wait, wait, wait, easy now, girl. You know how this goes. The first thing in a visit? You say, "How do ya do?"

Dum: How do ya do?

Dee: That way, it's proper.

What are you doing here?=

Bigby: What are you doing here?

Dee: That is the question, isn't it?

Dum: Or at least a question.


 * -|Now is not the time.=

Bigby: Now is really not the time for whatever you jag-offs are planning to do.

Dee: Well, isn't that the thing of it? Plans.

Dum: Except it isn't our plans you should be concernin' yourself with.


 * -|You're about to regret this.=

Bigby: I'd tell you to run, but it won't do any good. Just make it more fun for me.

Dee: What're you dreamin' about? You ain't a fast enough pup to prevent me from emptying both barrels into Snow White's face over there.



Bigby says nothing.

(Hurt Dee)=

Dee: I'm still hurtin', you know, from our "talk" in the cell. And I'll be honest, I'd love nothin' more than to carve a sweet poem right into your face for the sufferin' you've caused me...but I am a professional, and we're here for a job.

Dee: We'll snip to the chase, for all's sakes. A little bird told us that you're fittin' to go after Crane. And you see, we have an interest in that particular boy.

Dum: So you leave Crane alone, and we'll leave you alone.

Dee: Just take a little vacation, is all.

Dum: Don't even have to go anywhere.

Dee: Just sit in your office and whistle to Heaven for a few short days.

Fuck off.=

Bigby: You have three seconds to fuck off before this goes to a place you don't want it to.

Dee: Oh, I don't have my stopwatch on me.


 * -|Don't do this here.=

Bigby: You're trying to pull this shit at a funeral? We can deal with this later.

Dee: No, not later.

Dum: Later's too late.

Dee: Right now.


 * -|You work for Crane?=

Bigby: Are you working for Crane? Did he send you?

Dee: No, see now, you're already askin' too many questions. Just pay attention.



Dee: Is that a yes? I don't know.

Dum: I don't know either.

Dee: So what's it gonna be? We have a deal? You leave Crane alone and we leave you to yours?

Holly notices the Tweedles and starts to approach them, along with the rest of the funeral-goers.

Dum: Brother...

Dee: Speak your mind. Fastly now. What's it gonna be?

You think I'm scared?=

Bigby: You think this act you got going scares me? 'Cause it doesn't.

Dee: Always wanting to do things the fun way...


 * -|Fine, it's a deal.=

Bigby: Yeah, fine, I'll leave Crane alone, just get out of here.

You agreed to a deal.

Dum: Pleasure to hear it.


 * -|Just don't hurt anyone.=

Bigby: Just don't hurt anyone, Dee.

They will remember that.

Dum: That don't sound like a yes to me.

Dee: Always wanting to do things the fun way...



They will remember that.

Dee: Always wanting to do things the fun way...

The group reaches Bigby and the Tweedles.

Dee: Ladies! Gentlemen! Invertebrates! Please! Rest easy, this is not--

Gren: What the hell is going on?

Snow: What's happening?

Dee: Very sorry to impose, but we only had a deal to work out with Bigby.

(Took the deal)=

Dee: And we're happy to report that everything went smoothly, so if you'll just allow us to get out of your hair.


 * -|(Didn't take the deal)=

Dee: And we're unhappy to report that things did not go as smoothly as planned.

Snow: Bigby, what is he talking about?

Dum: Never you mind that, it ain't any of your--

Gren: What deal?!

Dee: Settle down, settle down, now.

Dum: Yeah, everyone just stay where you are, nice and natural. Like we're just out havin' a spring picnic.

It's about Crane.=

Bigby: They want me to leave Crane alone.

Snow: Crane?

Dee: Awww, now you shouldn't have done that, old boy, really.

Dum: That wasn't right, tellin' everyone our dealings.


 * -|Dee, stop this shit!=

Bigby: Stop this shit. Right. Now.


 * -|Dee, no deals.=

(If Bigby didn't take the deal.)

Bigby: I'm not making any deals with you, so just get the fuck out of here and leave these people alone.

Dee: Naaaaah.


 * -|Dee, time to leave.=

(If Bigby took the deal.)

Bigby: I said alright already, just go.

Dee: And go we shall, as men of our word.

Dum We won't ruin any more of the wedding or whatever.



Dee: This is a private matter between Bigby and us, so if you all just please...

Holly and Gren remove their glamours.

Holly: What did I tell you? What did I say?

Bigby: Holly...

Gren: You think you motherfuckers can come here uninvited? You think you can just fuckin' interrupt Lily's funeral?!

The Tweedles point their guns at Gren and Holly.

Dee: Calm down, darling. It was just a simple business transaction.

Holly: You fuckin' freaks are not getting away with this!

Snow: Holly! Don't move!

Dee: Yeah, listen to your lady, love.

Dum: Things don't have to turn sloppy, now.

Calm down, Holly.=

Bigby: Calm down, Holly.


 * -|I'll handle this.=

Bigby: Holly, let me handle this.


 * -|It's not worth it.=

Bigby: It's not worth it, Holly. They'll leave on their own.



Bigby says nothing.

Dee: Yeah, let's spare all the fuss. It's just a dead whore.

Gren: I'm gonna kill you!

Holly growls. She and Gren charge at the Tweedles.

Snow: Holly!

Dee shoots Holly in the chest.

Gren: Holly!

Gren knocks Dum to the ground, then chokes him. Dee aims his gun at Gren.

Dee: I got it, Dum!

Grab gun=

Bigby charges at Dee.


 * -|Do nothing=

Dee: Gotta make everything a carnival!

Dee shoots Gren in the chest.

Bigby: Shit!

Bigby grabs Dee's and presses it against his throat. Dee stumbles backward into a stack of pallets.

Choke him=

Bigby hits Dee in the face with the gun, then drops it. He raises his fist.

Dum points his gun at Bigby, who charges at him. Dum shoots Bigby in the shoulder.


 * -|Do nothing=

Dee fires the gun, hitting Snow in the neck.

Bigby: Snow!

Dee shoots Bigby in the shoulder.

The Tweedles run off. Snow kneels next to Holly.

Fabletown Business Office
Fabletown Business Office The Woodland Building 11:43 PM

Bufkin is trying to piece together the shattered mirror while Snow observes. If she was injured during the fight, she has a bandage and stitches on her neck. Bigby leans against the desk, his injury now bandaged. Doctor Swineheart puts his medical supplies back in his bag.

Swineheart: I did as well as I could to take out the buckshot, but there's still some shards left embedded in your shoulder. They'll eventually worm their way out on their own, but...until they do, you're gonna be sore.

Snow: Bigby, Dr. Swineheart was appointed Fabletown physician for a reason.

Swineheart: It's okay, there's only one thing you have to take away from all this: take it easy.

Bigby stands up, inhaling sharply as he moves his arm.

Swineheart: Don't go looking for any more fights. Keep strain off your heart. And try and get some rest.

I have to find Crane!=

Bigby: I can't "take it easy". I have to--mph... I have to find Crane.

Snow: Bigby? What's wrong?

Swineheart: Lack of sleep, for one thing. Getting shot for another. He'll be fine.


 * -|How's everyone else?=

Bigby: How's everyone else? They all make it?

Swineheart: They're fine.


 * -|Snow, are you okay?=

Bigby: Are you okay?

Snow: Yeah, I'm good.

Bigby: Is she?

Swineheart: She's fine, Bigby.



Bigby says nothing.

Swineheart: I had everyone that got wounded sent home. Holly refused to let me see where she lived, so I left her and Grendel back at her bar with a dose of juniper and spring water.

Swineheart: Just remember what I said. The stitches won't hold up if you continue to act...like you normally do. Everything in moderation. And, uh, eat more chicken. Your blood pressure's through the proverbial roof.

I'll try.=

Bigby: I'll try to.

Swineheart: Alright, then. Very good.


 * -|Too bad.=

Bigby: Taking it easy's not really my thing, doc.

Swineheart: Well, whatever your "thing" is, try and make it work better for you next time.


 * -|It's not up to me.=

Bigby: Look, I'm not the one who creates the situations. I'm just the one who has to deal with them.

Swineheart: So you say.



Bigby says nothing.

The phone rings, and Snow picks up.

Snow: Business Office. I know, I'll have to call you back. (hangs up phone) The town is starting to find out...

Swineheart: Well, I've leave you two to it, then. Miss White. Bigby.

The doctor leaves the office.

Snow: So...to recap...

Bigby steps behind the partition and starts putting on his shirt.

Bigby: Crane watched me through the Magic Mirror uncover his room at the Open Arms. Then he smashed it so we couldn't use it ourselves to go after him. And we know this because Bufkin was drinking in the rafters. That about cover it?

Snow: Once he puts all the pieces back together...it'll be easy to catch Crane.

Bigby walks back over to Snow.

Snow: So...I guess that's the plan. Currently. But I don't know...

Just wait for the mirror?=

Bigby: That's the plan? Just wait for the mirror?

Snow: It's all we have right now.


 * -|Crane's getting away.=

Bigby: We don't have time to wait for the mirror. Crane could be getting on a train right now.

Snow: Well, I don't want to just go running off into the night without some direction.


 * -|Any other leads?=

Bigby: There's no other leads? This is it? Just wait for the mirror.

Snow: Yeah.



Bigby says nothing.

Snow: What the hell is going on? Just... I don't know what the Tweedles get out of this. I--I don't know if Crane sent them, I don't know if... I mean, this is gonna sound crazy, but... Do you really think Crane did it? Everything points to him, I get it, but... Do you really think he killed those women? Because it's just... It's incomprehensible to me.

He's behind everything.=

Bigby: He killed them. And he sent Dee and Dum to slow me down.


 * -|I think he killed Lily...=

Bigby: From what I saw at the Open Arms...everything points to Crane murdering Lily. What isn't adding up for me is Faith. Why would he kill her? It doesn't seem connected.

Snow: Yeah, it doesn't make sense.


 * -|I'm not sure.=

Bigby: I'm as confused as you are, to be honest. I don't know... It just doesn't make sense.



Bigby says nothing.

Snow: He's...he was a conniver, a...a coward, a liar. And I'll always hate him for that. And I'll hate him for how he...held me in his thoughts. But murdering prostitutes...

Bufkin: Ow.

Snow: Everything okay over there?

Bufkin: Yes, Miss White! Just cut myself on a piece of the glass. Nothing to worry about!

Snow: Thanks for tonight, by the way. That could have gone really terribly... I mean, even worse than it did. I'm glad you were there.

Any time.=

Bigby: Any time.


 * -|I feel bad for Holly.=

Bigby: I just feel bad for Holly, really.

Snow: Yeah... Time heals everything, eventually. At least, I hope so...for her sake.


 * -|The Tweedles got away.=

Bigby: I just can't fucking stand that they got away.

Snow: We'll catch up to them, Bigby. You did enough.



Bigby says nothing.

Snow: Can I, uh, ask you a question? It's kind of personal... And I don't want to offend you. But after tonight... It's on my mind.

Sure.=

Bigby: Sure.


 * -|What's on your mind?=

Bigby: Why? What's on your mind?


 * -|Let's keep this professional.=

Bigby: Snow...let's just, uh, keep this...

Snow: Oh, okay.

Snow will remember that.



Bigby says nothing.

(Didn't say to keep it professional)=

Snow: It's just...when stuff hits the fan...like--like it did tonight... It feels like before we came to the city. It feels kind of like home. And I've heard it said...that maybe...in some time, little, bottled-up way, deep inside...you kind of enjoy it...when things go wrong. Because it just gives you an excuse to...just, you know...stop pretending?

Snow will remember that.

Bufkin: Uh, guys? We have a problem...

Snow: What is it?

Bufkin: I can't finish the mirror. It's missing a piece.

Snow: What do you mean...missing a piece?

Bufkin: Yes, it's, uh... It's not here.

Crane must have taken it.=

Bigby: Crane must have taken a shard with him.

Snow: I can't believe this.


 * -|Sure it's not here?=

Bigby: Bufkin, are you positive it's not here? Maybe it just slid under one of these cabinets...

Bufkin: No, I'm sure it's not here. I checked every corner.


 * -|You wasted our time!=

Bigby: You waste an hour trying to fix this fucking thing and you can't even finish the job?

Bufkin will remember that.

Bufkin: I tried, alright?!

Snow: It's okay. It's just...maybe it's around here somewhere...

Bufkin: No, I'm sure it's not here. I checked every corner.



Bigby says nothing.

Bufkin: I saw Crane pick something up after he smashed it. I'm sorry... I didn't realize what it was until now.

Snow: The mirror can't work unless it's whole.

Bufkin: Well, that's not entirely true...

Snow: Or what, Bufkin? What? We sit around and wait until it mends itself? We have no idea how long that will take. We're just gonna have to do this the hard way.

Bufkin: I'm just saying, waiting is an option...

Snow: No. We can't depend on the mirror.

What's the "hard way"?=

Bigby: What exactly is the "hard way"?

Snow: We'll look through his things, his desk, everything.


 * -|I'll find Crane myself.=

Bigby: Just forget it, I'll find him myself.

Snow: How? We don't know where he went.


 * -|How long will the mirror take?=

Bigby: Alright, how long will it take for the mirror to reform?

Bufkin: It could take days...

Snow: Or months. Or years.



Bigby says nothing.

Snow: He had to have left something that tells us where he's going. He's a neat freak but he was never that smart.

Bufkin: Smart enough to take a piece of the mirror... We can still solve this ourselves... I know that it--

Snow: Never mind that, come help me look.

Talk to Bufkin

(Said Bufkin wasted their time)=

Bufkin: Hello, Bigby... I can still, you know, I can still help you with Crane.


 * -|(Said anything else)=

Bufkin: Hi, Mr. Bigby... I can still help you catch Crane, you know...

Bigby: Oh, yeah?

Bufkin: Yes! I saw him jump on the telephone before he left. He called up somebody. He said he needed to see "his witch", or that he would need to get to "the witch for that"...whoever that is.

Bigby: His witch?

Bufkin: Yes, it sounded like the one he got his "Snow" glamours from.

Bigby: Mm.

Why didn't you stop him?=

Bigby: Why didn't you try and stop him?

Bufkin: What do you want me to do, yank on his hair? I'm only three feet tall, there are limits here.

Bigby: Okay, okay.


 * -|See anything else?=

Bigby: You didn't see anything else, did you?

Bufkin: No, not, uh, not especially.


 * -|It's not your fault.=

Bigby: Look...the whole mirror thing. It's not your fault, alright?

Bufkin: You mean it?

Bigby: Yeah.


 * -|[Exit]=

Bufkin: I'll just...see if I can do anything about this.

Bigby: You do that.

Talk to Snow

(Talked to Bufkin)=

Bigby: Bufkin says that he overheard Crane call somebody before he left. It sounds like he's going to see a witch, or..."his witch". His glamour witch.

Snow: Wait, really? None of the 13th Floor witches would allow that sort of thing. They must be somewhere in the city. It's something, at least.

Bigby: Find anything?

Snow: No, but there's enough notes and stuff here to take all night. Maybe check that stuff there?

Talk to Snow again

Snow: Did you look through that stuff yet?

Bigby examines Crane's desk.

Optional interactions=

Bigby opens the drawer and examines the book inside. He sets it on the top of the desk and flips through the pages.

Bigby: There's a page here that was torn out.

Snow: Oh, yeah? Bufkin? Do you know what was here?

Bufkin flies over to the other two.

Bufkin: It's a ring, at least. Every magical item not retained in the armory is assigned to someone in Fabletown. It must be this witch he's going to see...

(Talked to Bufkin)=


 * -|(Didn't talk to Bufkin)=

Bigby: Wait, what? What witch? What meeting?

Bufkin: He called up somebody. He said he needed to see "his witch", or that he would need to get to "the witch for that"...whoever that is. Well, yes, it sounded like the one he got his, uh, "you" glamours from. I'm sure it's about this ring. They must have it.

Snow: Why not mention this before?

Bufkin: No one asked me!

Snow: Bufkin!

Bufkin: And I'm hungover, I'm sorry! He set the meeting at 2:00 AM. Tonight.

Bluebeard enters the office.

Bluebeard: What's going on? Is the mirror fixed yet?

Snow: Bluebeard, this isn't the time.

Bluebeard: Is the mirror fixed or isn't it? You called me to--

Snow: I called just to see if you knew where Crane could be, and that was it, okay? And I'm sorry I said anything more than that.

Bluebeard: Well, you did, and I know. The cat's out of the bag. So...can we find the dull pervert or not?

Bufkin: I tried to, but...

Snow: This isn't your concern.

Get out, Bluebeard.=

Bigby: Blubeard, get the hell out of here. This is none of your business.

Bluebeard: None of my business? Crane's the murderer, he escaped, it seems he's foiled your every attempt at locating him, and now it's none of my business?

Snow: We don't know if he's the murderer.

Bluebeard: Oh, please, of course he is.


 * -|The mirror can't be fixed.=

Bigby: No. It can't be fixed. It's missing a piece.

Snow: This is none of Bluebeard's business, Bigby.

Bluebeard: None of my business? Crane's the murderer, he escaped, it seems he's foiled your every attempt at locating him, and now it's none of my business?

Snow: We don't know if he's the murderer.

Bluebeard: Oh, please, of course he is.


 * -|Snow shouldn't have called you.=

Bigby: I don't know why Snow told you anything.

Snow: He and Crane talk all the time, okay? He was a resource...albeit one that turned out to be useless.

Bluebeard: We hardly talk all the time...besides, why spend time on such guttersnipe?



Bluebeard: Oh, it isn't?

Snow: No. And frankly, it's none of your business.

Bluebeard: None of my business? Crane's the murderer, he escaped, it seems he's foiled your every attempt at locating him, and now it's none of my business?

Snow: We don't know if he's the murderer.

Bluebeard: Oh, please, of course he is.

Snow: Look, this just isn't the time. He took a piece of the mirror, so we can't use it.

Bufkin: The only thing we know is that Crane's going to see a witch at two o'clock.

Snow and Bigby glare at Bufkin.

Bluebeard: AM or PM?

Bufkin: AM.

Snow: Listen, Bluebeard, you're not a part of this.

Bluebeard: I don't think you're in any position to turn away help.

Snow: Define "help".

Bluebeard, why do you care?=

Bigby: Why do you even care about this?

Bluebeard will remember that.

Bluebeard: Why? I'm invested in this enterprise we call Fabletown.

Snow scoffs and rolls her eyes.

Bluebeard: Literally invested, since it's mostly my money that keeps the whole thing running. And tonight I hear that Crane has been killing Fables? And there's no system in place to catch him?


 * -|What do you know about Crane?=

Bigby: What do you know about Crane, anyway?

Bluebeard noticed that.

Bluebeard: That he has the stones to kill prostitutes, like any common, sex-frightened serial killer, and not face a real challenge.


 * -|You're not needed here.=

Bigby: You're not needed here.

Snow: Just ignore him.

Bluebeard will remember that.

Bluebeard: Ignore me?



Bluebeard noticed your silence.

Bufkin: It's okay, we can all work together...right?

Snow: Look, we know that Crane is going to see a witch, and it's to acquire a magic ring.

Bluebeard: What's the ring?

Snow: We don't know what it does or who it's assigned to since Crane tore its page out of the book.

Bluebeard: This farce was your ridiculous idea for a plan. I mean, who put you in charge in the first place?

Snow: Fixing the mirror was the most logical thing!

Bluebeard: You're a secretary, he's the sheriff and none of you were chosen to run this office. Who elected you to make these decisions?

Snow: Nobody, but that doesn't--

Bluebeard: Who elected her to spend my money?

Snow: Well, I've been doing that unofficially for years now.

Bluebeard: "Unofficially" is not "officially".

I'm heading this investigation.=

Bigby: I'm heading up the investigation, okay, Bluebeard? That makes this a moot point.

Snow: And somebody needs to run the Business Office why he does so.


 * -|Snow can handle it.=

Bigby: Snow can obviously handle this, so let's drop it.

Snow noticed that.


 * -|That's not important now.=

Bigby: There's much bigger things to be worrying about right now, alright?



Snow: It'll have to do for now.

Bluebeard: Well, then...excuse me for having the commonwealth in mind.

Snow: Alright, let's just look on the bright side. We know Crane is going to see the witch that's been supplying him with black market glamours.

Bufkin: Thanks to me.

Snow: And that he'll be there at two. So that gives us... (checks watch) A few short hours to find out who it is and where they live and get them all at once.

Bluebeard: And a few shorter hours the more you babble about it.

Snow: We haven't been the ones "babbling".

No problem.=

Bigby: 2:00 AM. Piece of cake.


 * -|We're trusting Bufkin?=

Bigby: Yeah, and that's if he's even going there. We're trusting a monkey's interpretation of a phone call...

Bufkin: It's not an "interpretation", it's what he said, alright?

Snow: Yeah, and it's what we have, so let's go on it, okay?


 * -|Tell me where to look.=

Bigby: Yeah, yeah, just point me in the direction you want me to check first.



Bigby says nothing.

Snow: Since Lily used the glamours, she'd have known who the witch was...and I don't think Holly's burned her things yet. It would probably have the address or a phone number or something...

Bluebeard: And Bigby is free to go there if he likes, but I think the question you should be asking is just what do the two Tweedles know about this?

Snow: It doesn't matter what they know. After tonight, they'd never go to their office.

Bluebeard: They're not smart enough to try and go anywhere else--

Snow: The Trip Trap is the better option to track the witch down. That has to be our focus.

Lily's stuff might help us.=

Bigby: If Holly has Lily's things...that'd probably be the safer bet.

They will remember that.


 * -|I can always do both.=

Bigby: Look, chances are I'll have to swing by both anyways so--

They will remember that.

Snow: No, chances are you won't have the time.


 * -|The Tweedles' office sounds promising.=

Bigby: Even if they're not there...the Tweedles' office might have something on Crane or the witch.

They will remember that.



They noticed your silence.

Bluebeard: I don't really care what you two do, I'm going to his apartment.

Snow: What? You can't just go up there.

Bluebeard: And why the hell not?

Snow: We already looked for the key, remember? I don't know where it is.

Bluebeard: Then I'll pick the blasted lock! I've wasted enough time waiting for the mirror to find him. I won't waste any more.

Snow: You just can't go up there alone, alright?

Bluebeard: I've no interest in nicking his drapes, my dear, if that's what concerns you.

Snow: What concerns me is you traipsing through possible evidence.

Bluebeard: Oh, now it's evidence! Before you had no interest and now it's a crime scene!

Fine, go ahead.=

Bigby: Fine, I don't care, just go ahead.

Snow: We can't just let Bluebeard run amok in Crane's place.

Bluebeard: Ha!

Snow: He's after something, I just don't know what it is.


 * -|You're not going anywhere.=

Bigby: Bluebeard, you're not going anywhere.

Bluebeard: Really, now! And what, you're going to stand here and babysit me while the rest of your "leads" evaporate into mist?


 * -|Stay out of it.=

Bigby: Bluebeard, just stay out of it, alright? You'll just mess things up further.

Bluebeard: They can't get any more "messed up".



Snow: We can't just let Bluebeard run amok in Crane's place.

Bluebeard: Ha!

Snow: He's after something, I just don't know what it is.

Snow: We have to find the witch, Bluebeard, since that's where he's going.

Bluebeard: Or the sniveling weasel chickened out, never went anywhere, and is upstairs right now in his pitiful penthouse crafting a fort out of couch cushions! Look, this is how a smart person would do it, so this is how we're going to do it...whenever you go, I'll go to the other.

Snow: I don't like you going anywhere unsupervised. He's up to something, I don't know what it is, but we don't have the time to really worry about it now. Where ya gonna go, Bigby?

Dum: (in Bigby's memory) So you leave Crane alone, and we'll leave you alone.

Crane: (in Bigby's memory) I'd love to join you, but there's some business I need to attend to...

Holly: (in Bigby's memory) No, no, I'm better off dealin' with things alone. I don't need sympathy and I don't need charity.

DEE'S OFFICE=

Bigby: Dee and Dum must know where he is. I should go to their office first.

Bluebeard: Perfect. And I'll go to Crane's apartment.

Snow: I'll look up their address.


 * -|CRANE'S APARTMENT=

Bigby: Crane's place is right here. I should check that out first.

Bluebeard: Perfect. And I'll go to those two imbeciles' office.

Snow: Crane's penthouse number is 1903. Let me know what you find.


 * -|HOLLY'S BAR=

Bigby: The witch's identity must be with Lily's stuff. I should go see Holly first.

Bluebeard: Perfect. And I'll go to Crane's apartment.

Snow: I'll check in with you later.

Snow: I hope you know what you're doing.

Ichabod Crane's Apartment
(Went here first)=

Bigby exits an elevator and walks into the hallway.

Bigby enters Room 1903.

Ichabod Crane's Apartment The Woodland Building 12:05 AM 1 hour and 55 minutes left

Bigby: Crane? (looks at bust of Crane) Dammit, must've missed him. There's gotta be something about his witch here.

Bigby looks at the desk.

Bigby: (opens a drawer) Hmm.

Bigby picks up the envelope and opens it. He pulls out a piece of paper.

Bigby: Crooked Man. (reading letter aloud) "This is all I could get. I'm afraid Snow will start to notice. I'll have the rest for you next week. Ichabod Crane." What's going on here?

Bigby picks up the note.

Bigby: (reading aloud) "My dearest Snow, I know you must be aware of my feelings towards you." (skims through) "...watching you work..." (skims through) "If I am unable to control myself, it is because I love you"?!

He sighs and puts the note away. After examining the letter and note, Bigby notices a key underneath the items in the drawer. He takes the key.

Bigby: Might be useful.

Bigby uses the key on the door and opens it. He catches Jack Horner trying to leave out a window with a duffel bag.

Bigby: Jack.

Jack: Wow, it is just... unbelievable running into you here. I mean, of all the places. (Bigby crosses his arms) This weather, right? A little damp, I guess. But, you know, some people like that sort of thing. You know, I've always wondered... Do you get that wet dog smell when it rains? Like do you have to wear a poncho?

Jack: Okay okay okay, I know what it looks like, but before you go jumping to conclusions... Crane pays me to water his plants when he's gone. It's a stipend, but you know I need the work. I wouldn't do it for free, right? You know me... So, anyways, now that I'm done--

Bigby: I don't see any plants.

Jack realizes his fib failed and tries to rush past Bigby to escape.

Bigby: Hey!

Bigby lets go of Jack.

Jack: I heard Crane was leaving town. I figured he owed us "little people" a parting gift. Or just me a parting gift.

Bigby: You "heard"?

Jack: I have my sources, okay? You see how he lives. He doesn't need any of this shit. A little Robin Hooding never hurt anyone, right?

Bigby stares at Jack.

Jack: What else do you want me to say? I got bills to pay. Not like Crane's gonna use any of this stuff.

Bigby rubs his shoulder. He begins to pace around.

Jack: You know... This tortured, lonely pig eater bit's gonna get old eventually. Don't you get tired of it? I mean, what are you even doing here? Are you just wandering around Crane's apartment? What's the point? What are you looking for?

Jack: Well. Looks like you got it covered. It was really nice catching up with you, I mean that.

Jack tries to leave but Bigby blocks his way.

Jack: Bigby, I believe you're, um, blocking the doorway there... If I could just, uh, squeeze through? (Bigby glares at him.) You know, on second thought... it's actually funny I ran into you like this. I think I can help you out.

Jack: If it's information you want, I'm the guy to ask. I know things. I could be really useful to someone like you. If you make it worth my while.

Jack: If you're interested. Information comes at a price, though. But I'm sure you already knew that.

Jack: Let's make ourselves a deal. I tell you about Crane's witch, and you forget you saw me here. One hand washes the other sort of thing. Wipe the whole incident under the rug. (extends hand for a handshake) C'mon. What do you say?

Jack: Her name is Aunty Greenleaf. Crane's been trying to keep it under wraps for years. I'm not sure what kind of deal he's made with her, but from what I hear he's in pretty regular contact.

Jack: Uh, the thing is... I don’t know where you’d find her... exactly.

Bigby: You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.

Jack: But even a name is a good start! Right? I mean, that’s more than you came in with.

Bigby: Right.

Jack: I’ll keep my eyes open for you. If I find anything else you might be interested in, I’ll make sure to let you know. Well, uh... I think you’ve got plenty to keep you busy, so I’ll uh... (picks up bag) It was just lovely running into you, Bigby.

Bigby snatches the bag from Jack’s hand.

Bigby: Hang on a second.

Jack: Oh, come on.

Bigby opens the bag and sees a glamour tube, which he picks up.

Bigby: The white deer.

Jack: Do you always talk to yourself like that?

Bigby glares at Jack.

Jack: The white uses the white deer on everything. It’s her symbol, or trademark, I guess. Figured I could sell these at the Lucky Pawn.

Bigby: The Lucky Pawn?

Jack: It’s one of the Crooked Man’s places. I work there sometimes... when I need some “stability”. It’s a Pawn Shop, get it...?

Bigby: Yeah, yeah... You find any more of these?

Jack: Uh, no.

Jack takes two tubes from his pocket and Bigby takes the from his hand.

Bigby: That it?

Snow: (from outside the room) Bigby? Are you still here?

Snow enters the room.

Snow: What's he doing here?

Jack: Evening, Miss White.

Snow: Good evening... What's going on?

Snow: What did you find out?

Bigby: Her name is Greenleaf.

Jack: Aunty Greenleaf.

Bigby: But he doesn't know where we can find her.

Snow: Great. Crane's meeting her at two AM.

Bigby: And Snow...I found a note with some money attached. Crane has been embezzling from Fabletown.

Snow: Of course. Because why half-ass being a complete sleazeball. Do you think this is tied to the murders? I mean... I guess it doesn't matter yet. We still have to find him.

Snow: Crane's meeting Greenleaf at two AM. And we have no idea where she is. We're going to cut it close as it is. We have to figure out where he's meeting her.

Snow: You should try Holly's. She still has all of Lily's things.

Bigby: If she hasn't burned it already.

Snow: There's still Tweedle Dee's place. We know they're involved. And we know that's where Bluebeard went... Where do you want to go? We don't have much time.

Snow: I'll give Bufkin the name and hope he finds something in the records.

Bigby: Let me know what he comes up with.

Snow: I'll be in touch. I hope you'll do the same.

Bigby: We'll catch him, Snow.

Bigby walks away. Snow turns to Jack, who is trying to climb out the window again.

Snow: Hang on, Jack! I want to talk to you.

Jack steps back inside.


 * -|(Went there after going to the Tweedles' office/Holly's bar)=

Bigby walks through the hallway of the apartment building, and sees that the door to Crane's apartment is open.

Ichabod Crane's Apartment The Woodland Building 1:02 AM 58 minutes left

Bigby enters the apartment. Bufkin is perched on a table in the living room.

Bufkin: Bluebeard burned everything.

Bigby crouches near the fireplace, which is filled with several charred objects.

Bufkin: I tried to stop him, but I got here too late. He wouldn't listen to me! Threatened to strangle me if I got too close! There was nothing I could do, honest!

Bigby: Didn't think Bluebeard would mess things up this badly.

Bigby examines the burned photo or burned book.

Bigby: If there was something here I could use to find him...there isn't now. What a waste of fuckin' time.

Bufkin: What now?

Bufkin: I'd better go fill Miss White in on the circumstances. She's going to be very disappointed.

Bigby: Good luck.

Bigby leaves the apartment.

The Tweedle Brothers' Office
(Went here first)=

Bigby enters a building. Flycatcher is sweeping the floor.

The Tweedle Brothers' Office The Bronx 12:35 AM 1 hour and 25 minutes left

Bigby: (clears throat) Excuse me.

Flycatcher: Oh, hi... Sheriff Bigby! Great--great to see you. I...don't know if you remember me... I've, uh, seen you around, but you may have forgotten--

Bigby: I know who you are, Flycatcher. You've worked at the Woodlands for...how many years now?

Bigby starts smoking a cigarette.

Flycatcher: Heh. I think I've lost count. But, you know, Crane...uh, let me go...recently.

Bigby: Oh, yeah?

Flycatcher: Yeah, I mean, it's no big deal... So...what brings you here? I mean, can I help you with anything? Are you here to see one of the brothers? Dee or Dum? They--they aren't--they aren't here right now. Not sure when they'll be back. Did you make an appointment? 'Cause I can let you in if you want to wait.

Flycatcher: It's been a...quiet night so far. I think the twins are out... Probably working on a case. Sometimes I don't see them for days. They gave me the job after Crane told me to get lost. He said I was just in the way. But I like it here. Gotta stay busy, you know...? Otherwise... Well, it's nice working here anyway.

Flycatcher: I can let you in if you want. You can wait for them there...

Bigby: Sure. Thanks.

Flycatcher: No problem.

Flycatcher opens the door, and he and Bigby enter the office.

Bigby: I'm gonna have to take a look around.

Flycatcher: Uh... Well, I guess that would be okay.

Bigby: I wasn't really asking for permission.

Flycatcher: Right. You're the sheriff. I just don't want to get in trouble or anything. I'm sure it's fine. I mean, they never told me not to let you in...

Flycatcher: Right.

Bigby stubs out his cigarette with his shoe.

Talk to Flycatcher

Flycatcher: I'm sure you have your reasons, but it's just...they've done so much for me.

After Bigby examines a few items in the office, Flycatcher turns to him.

Flycatcher: I know these guys can come off...abrasive at times, but they aren't so bad once you get to know them. And they really care about helping people. They're kind of loud, at times. But you get used to it. I guess they have to be, in their line of work. Dee always tells me, "You have to be assertive."

Flycatcher: They're detectives. Anyone can come in here with a problem and they'll do their best to fix it. They way Dee explains it... It's like if someone lost their cat, they could hire them to, you know, track it down. Or like sometimes...they get packages for people...they can be like couriers, you know?

Bigby: For who?

Flycatcher: All kinds. Come to think of it, I don't really know where they keep them... Anyways, I'm just saying...you just don't know them like I do.

Bigby: Sure, Flycatcher.

After Bigby examines a few more items in the office, Flycatcher turns to him again.

Flycatcher: See, I knew you wouldn't find anything. Anything of interest, anyways... They're detectives. Like I said. Just--just trying to make an honest living! See?

Flycatcher: I'm just saying--

Bigby: Look, just trust me on this. Tweedle Dee and Dum are not "nice", they're not "helping" anyone.

Flycatcher: Well, they helped me.

Bigby: Okay, great, they helped you. That's one person. Now...please, just...let me concentrate here.

After Bigby examines almost all the items in the office, Flycatcher turns to him again.

Flycatcher: Wh--what i--what if you're wrong about them?

Bigby: I'm not.

Flycatcher: They're misunderstood, sure. But that doesn't mean everything people say about them is true. I mean, you know, like when I think about it, you guys aren't that different. You help people...and they help people... Not that it's any of my business, but...I just wanted to say, you know, give 'em a chance. People can surprise you.

Flycatcher: Bigby...?

Bigby: Shit. There's something here, I know there is, there has to be.

Flycatcher: Why would there be anything to--

Bigby: Because they're lying to you, okay, Flycatcher? That's why. They aren't "detectives"!

Flycatcher: Bigby, what happened to your...

Flycatcher gestures at the blood on Bigby's clothes.

Bigby: You wanna know what this is? This is them showing up to Lily's funeral with fucking shotguns!

Flycatcher: I--I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I--I didn't know...

Bigby: I didn't mean to...

Flycatcher: There's a door behind this file cabinet. I don't know what they keep back here, but...it might be what you're looking for.

Bigby approaches the file cabinet.

Bigby unlocks the cabinet and pulls it aside to reveal an entryway. He and Flycatcher enter it and go down the stairs into a storage room.

Flycatcher: Woooowww.

Bigby examines the package for the Crooked Man. He opens the can, which contains a note and a roll of bills.

Bigby: (reading note) "I'm sorry, I know I'm late. I'll get it to you soon. Ichabod Crane."

Flycatcher: Who was he sending money to?

Bigby: Crooked Man. "Care of the Lucky Pawn"? Do you know what that is?

Flycatcher: Is that what you needed?

Bigby: I don't think so, but it's interesting. There's more going on here. I still need to find that witch though.

Bigby picks up the container next to the coffee can.

Flycatcher: Hey... Bigby... Do you think, after all this... Do you think I could come back to the Woodlands? Since Crane let me go... I mean, I can still work here, but...I don't think I want to now. I don't want to work with bad people, you know? You and Snow, you're nice.

Bigby opens the container and sees a lock of hair.

Bigby: It's Snow's hair.

Flycatcher: Snow White? Why w--

Bigby: We found her hair like this inside Lily's glamour. (reading label) Aunty Greenleaf. This must be the witch Crane was using.

Flycatcher: I guess Dee and Dum were getting the hair for Crane and sending it to her? That's not a pleasant thought.


 * -|(Went there after going to Crane's apartment)=

Bigby enters a building.

The Tweedle Brothers' Office The Bronx 12:52 AM 1 hour and 8 minutes left

Bigby walks into the Tweedles' office to find Flycatcher sweeping while talking to himself. He has a bruise on his face.

Flycatcher: Oh, hi Bluebeard. Oh no, I'm sorry big guy, you can't come in! Yeah, yeah, cause the thing is, and I don't know if you'd heard, but I'm a third degree black belt in uh, you know, whatever, so I wouldn't take any chances, hombre. Last guy who messed with me got his marbles kicked right through his abdomen, alright?

Bigby: (clears throat) Excuse me.

Flycatcher: Oh! Hi, Sheriff.

Bigby: Flycatcher...

Flycatcher: (stops sweeping) What brings you here?

Flycatcher: Bluebeard was here. He was looking for something... I don't know what. He said it was an official investigation, but how was I supposed to know if he was telling the truth? When I wouldn't let him in...

Bigby: Shit.

Flycatcher: He found what he was looking for, I guess. It's just super annoying... I'd just finished cleaning.

Bigby crosses his arms.

Flycatcher: I don't know what he wanted. I didn't see what he did after... (rubs his face) I'm really sorry, Bigby.

Bigby unfolds his arms. He steps into the office.

Flycatcher: Was he telling the truth? He said you sent him... but, I dunno, I just thought he was lying. I'm not supposed to just let people in here. But then he got mad, saying... just terrible things. He said he'd make sure I got fired.

Bigby: Look, I'm running out of time. (checks clock on wall) Ah, shit.

Flycatcher: Is everything okay--?

Bigby: I've gotta go. (exits the office)

Flycatcher: What? Where?

Bigby heads to the door. Flycatcher steps out into the hallway.

Bigby: I'm headed to the Trip Trap. Just, uh, call Snow and tell her what's happened, okay? Can you do that for me?

Flycatcher: Okay! I-- I guess...

Just as Bigby reaches the door, he turns back to Flycatcher.

Bigby: Take care of yourself, Fly.

Flycatcher: You too, Sheriff Bigby.

Bigby exits the building.

The Trip Trap Bar
Bigby arrives outside the bar.

The Trip Trap Bar The Bronx

(Went here first)=

12:38 AM 1 hour and 22 minutes left


 * -|(Went to Crane's/Tweedles' first)=

1:15 AM 45 minutes left

Bigby walks down the stairs and up to the door. A sign on it says "SORRY WE'RE CLOSED - Due to Bereavement".

Gren and Woody's Conversation

Gren: (laughs) She's asleep, ya fuckin' idiot.

Woody: She didn't even give me a chance to explain!

Gren: What's left to explain?

Woody: Just...y'know, what happened.

Gren: We know what happened.

Woody: Or how it happened, then!

Gren: Why would she want to hear that?

Woody: Well... Can I--

Gren: Can you what?

Woody: Can I just, I dunno...wait here for a bit? Until she wakes up? Gren?

Gren: (laughs) Fuck do I care.

Optional interaction: open door=

Bigby tries to open the door, but it's locked. He slams his shoulder against it, then grabs his arm in pain.

Gren: Read the sign.

Talk to door=


 * -|Knock on door=

Bigby knocks on the door.

Gren: We're closed.


 * -|Kick door=

Bigby kicks the door, but it doesn't open.

Gren: Hey!

Gren opens the door.

Gren: Hey, look, Woody, it's the sheriff.

(Went after Woody)=

Woody: Okay, okay, before you get all huffy, it was Snow who let me go, alright? It just--there wasn't no sense in me stayin' in jail, she...she said so herself.

Gren: Don't soil yourself, Woody, I'm sure he understands. And if he doesn't, he can take it up with the missus later.

Gren: Well, come on in, buddy.

Woody: Gren...

Gren: What? He's a traveler, a weary traveler in search of some...hospitality, right? Right? I mean...you must not be feelin' too good after that shitshow.

Yeah...sure.=

Bigby: Yeah, sure. Thanks.


 * -|What's wrong with you?=

Bigby: Just what in the fuck is wrong with you?

Gren: Nothin's wrong with me. In fact, I'm in a good goddamned mood, so you should take advantage.


 * -|I need to see Lily's things.=

Bigby: Yeah... I'll only be here two minutes. I just need to check through Lily's things.

Gren: Whatever.



Woody: Gren, c'mon, sit down over here.

Gren: What the fuck, man? I'm in a good goddamned mood. You should all take advantage.

Bigby enters the bar, and Gren closes the door behind him.

Gren: I want a drink. Anybody else want a drink?

Woody: Gren, Swineheart said you shouldn't mix it with--

Gren: You think I give a fuck what that fuckin' guy says? Or what you say?

Gren walks behind the bar.

Woody: Gren. Really. You shouldn't drink right now.

Gren: I can't hear you when you mumble.

Where's Lily's stuff?=

Bigby: Have you seen Lily's things? What wasn't burned at the funeral?

Woody: Um, is that stuff supposed to be here or...?

Gren: Nope. Haven't seen it.


 * -|You should sober up.=

Bigby: You should quit while you're ahead with that stuff. I might need your help.


 * -|Where's Holly?=

Bigby: Swineheart told me that Holly was here... I need to talk to her.



Bigby says nothing.

The Woodsman sits down at the bar.

Woody: Holly's asleep in back, but you won't be able to wake her.

Bigby: Really?

Woody: The doc gave them both Barmecidal ambrosia. For the pain.

Gren: Look, the deal is...if you resist going to sleep...like I a right now...it gives you a very, very, very nice high.

Woody: And he said that he shouldn't mix it with alcohol.

Gren pours himself a drink.

Gren: Yes, he did, he certainly did, but lemme tell you something. I haven't felt this good in a long time, fat boy... And I feel like havin' a drink, okay?

No way to wake Holly?=

Bigby: There's no way to wake her up?

Gren: Ohhhhhh, no. And anyways, the doctor gave me strict orders to let the fine woman sleep. She's had a "very traumatic experience".


 * -|Seriously, where's Lily's stuff?=

(If Bigby already asked about her belongings.)

Bigby: You're sure you don't know where Lily's things are? You should care about this since it's important to the case.

Gren: What'd I tell ya before? I'm sure I don't know.


 * -|Seen Lily's things?=

(If Bigby didn't already ask about her belongings.)

Bigby: Have you seen her sister's things? What wasn't burned at the funeral?

Woody: I saw her come in with something, but I didn't see where she put it...

Gren: Nope. Haven't seen it.


 * -|I'm after Crane.=

Bigby: I'm after Crane, alright? The guy we all hate? And there's a time limit here, so try and focus for a minute.

Woody: Crane?

Gren: We'll get to whatever you're here for in a sec.



Bigby says nothing.

Gren: (takes a drink) The funeral back there? That was a shitty fuckin' sendoff for a pretty okay lady.

Woody: Yeah.

Gren: You weren't fuckin' there. I'm talkin' to Bigby now, okay? Can't say you being there helped things much...

Woody: Gren, don't start nothin'.

Gren: Who's startin' anything? I'm not.

Wasn't my fault.=

Bigby: You think I shot up the place? It wasn't my fault.

Gren: They got away though, didn't they?


 * -|You made it worse.=

Bigby: And you didn't exactly help things by charging in like that.

Gren: Oh, yeah...wait, what's that called? Uh, "blaming the victim", something? Holly and I were the ones who got shot.

Bigby: So did I.


 * -|I don't care what you think.=

Bigby: Right now, I couldn't give a shit what you think.

Gren: No?

Bigby: No.

Gren: Well, I can tell.



Bigby says nothing.

Gren: Whatever, it's alright, I'm too out of it to get into it. I wanna clear the air. We're all in this dungheap of a fuckin' shit town together, and we're all gonna have a toast. All of us.

Bigby: Fellas. I'm here for one thing: to look through Lily's belongings and get out of here. Now--

Gren: Yeah, yeah, I know, I know, and I wanna help you, okay? And I will...but first indulge me, it'll take two seconds. As a show of good faith...and after, we'll all hunt and peck for Lily's shit or whatever.

Woody: Gren, Bigby didn't come here to get loaded with you.

Gren: I don't wanna get loaded with him. It's just a quick slug. Not gonna hurt anybody. And then we'll, you know, help you out with your thing.

[Drink]=

Bigby picks up the glass.

Gren: To the dead.

Gren, Woody, and Bigby take a drink.

Bigby: Alright, now help me.

The glass falls out of Gren's hand.


 * -|I don't have time for this.=

Gren: I'm running out of time, Gren.

Gren and Woody take a drink. The glass falls out of Gren's hand.


 * -|[Smack drink away]=

Bigby smacks the drink out of Gren's hand.

Woody: Okay. Guys. Easy now. We'll help you with--

Gren: I'm in a happy place right now, Wolf. Pump the brakes, will ya?



Gren and Woody take a drink. The glass falls out of Gren's hand.

Woody: Gren, the doc said you needed to rest.

Gren punches Woody in the face.

Gren: How many times you fuckin' gonna wanr me about it, huh?! You're not my fuckin' mother, so just get off my back!

Woody: I said I was sorry, alright? I can't do anything about it, it's done!

The Woodsman shoves Gren. They charge at each other and start strangling each other.

[Separate them]=

Bigby pushes them away from each other.


 * -|[Do nothing] / ...=

The two of them shove each other backward.

Woody: What more do you want? What else can I fuckin' say here?!

Gren: I don't want anything from you, Woody. I want there to be a big black hole where your fat, dumb, fucking ass used to be.

What's the problem?=

Bigby: What is the problem here? What stupid shit will you both not let go of?


 * -|Cut this shit out!=

Bigby: Cut this shit out now! I don't care what it's about!


 * -|I can't babysit you two.=

Bigby: I absolutely cannot babysit you dumbasses right now, so end whatever this is so we can just move past it.



Bigby says nothing.

(Revealed that Woody hired Lily)=

Gren: Oh, wait, I forgot, it's great you're here...since you were the one who told us about it in the first place.


 * -|(Didn't reveal)=

Gren: Oh, I forgot! You haven't heard the news!

Gren: This walking lard cake was paying Holly's sister to let him fuck her! Behind all of our backs!

(Revealed truth)=

Woody: And none of it would have come out if Bigby hadn't've said nothin'!

Gren: Give me a break, like it's his fuckin' fault.

Woody: She liked me, okay? There wasn't anythin' wrong with it.

Gren: Oh, she liked him! Alright! Well, that changes everything!


 * -|(Didn't reveal)=

Gren: And Holly had to find out going through all of her sister's shit! What fun that must have been! Trick after trick of this fatass and Lily.

Woody: I didn't plan for that, alright? And our thing, whatever it was...it wasn't a big deal. It wasn't. I never fucked her when she was Snow, and I didn't know nothin' about that.

Gren: No, but you knew Holly would flip out, and you knew for a damned good fucking reason.

Woody: You know what? Fuck this. I don't need this shit.

Woody starts to walk away, bumping Gren with his shoulder.

Gren: Oh, yeah, that's it, now you're teary-eyed. You were always such a lowlife, I don't know why I never realized it 'til now. What do you think about this fuckin' loser, Sheriff?

Woody: He can think whatever he wants. I don't give a shit.

Gren: No, that's okay, 'cause I'll tell you what he thinks! He thinks you have to pay chicks to touch your fat hairy ass, that's what he thinks.

Woody, I have questions.=

Bigby: Wait, wait, wait, I have some questions for you.

Gren: What possible questions could you have for this piece of shit? Everything's a problem when I wanna talk...but when the Woodsman's about to leave, it's, "Oh, wait, I have questions."

Woody: What do you want?


 * -|Gren, give it a rest.=

Bigby: I think whatever happened was between them, and Lily is dead, so let's put this whole thing to rest, Gren.

The Woodsman will remember that.


 * -|Woody, get out.=

Bigby: Just get out of here, Woody.

The Woodsman won't forget that.



Bigby says nothing.

Woody leaves the bar. Gren sits down near the counter.

Bigby: Gren...

Gren: I don't know where Lily's shit is. Check Holly's room, I dunno. But I wouldn't wake her if I were you. Sleepwalkers and trolls, I think that's the rule. Maybe ogres too.

You said you would help.=

(If Bigby took a drink.)

Bigby: I thought you said you would help me look.

Gren: Actually, Bigby, if you'll excuse me, it seems that I'm gonna pass out.


 * -|Thanks for the advice.=

(If Bigby didn't drink.)

Bigby: Thanks for the--

Gren: Actually, Bigby, if you'll excuse me, it seems that I'm gonna pass out.


 * -|I might have to.=

Bigby: If I can't find her stuff, I might have to--

Gren: Actually, Bigby, if you'll excuse me, it seems that I'm gonna pass out.


 * -|You're a waste of life.=

Bigby: You're such a waste of fuckin'--

Gren: Actually, Bigby, if you'll excuse me, it seems that I'm gonna pass out.



Bigby says nothing.

Gren: What a day, am I right, Sheriff? What a fuckin' day.

Gren won't remember this.

Grenn passes out on the counter. Bigby enters the back room. Holly is asleep on a cot in the corner.

Optional interactions=

After Bigby performs two interactions, Holly turns over, moving her arm away from the edge of the cot. Bigby picks up the box underneath the cot and sets it down. Holly wakes up.

Holly: That you, Woody? (yawns) Woody... Is that you...?

Yeah, sure.=

Bigby: Yeah, sure.

Holly: Woody... Bar's closed. And Lily ain't around anyway, so...you can run off back to the woods, I guess...


 * -|No, it's me, Bigby.=

Bigby: No. Holly. It's me. Bigby.

Holly: Bigby...bar's closed. And excuse me, but...I'm not in the mood for entertaining. But what the fuck, I know you're not gonna leave. You do what you want, you always do what you want...


 * -|I'm here for Lily's stuff.=

Bigby: I'm just here for Lily's things, Holly. Go back to sleep.

Holly: Bigby...bar's closed. And excuse me, but...I'm not in the mood for entertaining. But what the fuck, I know you're not gonna leave. You do what you want, you always do what you want...


 * -|[Ignore her] / ...=

Holly: Woody... Bar's closed. And Lily ain't around anyway, so...you can run off back to the woods, I guess...

Optional interactions=

Bigby examines the photograph, which depicts Nerissa, Faith, and Lily, with Tweedle Dum in the background. He sets it aside in the box, revealing a book beneath it.

(After examining first item)=


 * -|(After examining second item)=

Bigby picks up the book beneath the photograph. It contains a list of Lily's contacts.

(Said he was Bigby)=

Holly: Be honest, Sheriff...why are you goin' after him? The guy that killed Lily. You coulda quit a long time ago...but you're still going. Why? Did they give you this job for a reason? Or was this the only thing the Business Office would let you do?


 * -|(Said he was Woody)=

Holly: Lily's funeral...it was just so fucked tonight. But I still wish you could've been there... I just don't know what Bigby's doing, if he...if he cares about it, if he even gives a shit. I don't know. I don't know why he showed up. I just wish he'd get out of my fuckin' life.

Holly falls asleep again, and Bigby continues to look through the book. The phone rings.

Bigby: If you were getting your glamour on this day...then one of these has to be the witch.

(Went here first)=

Bigby: But which one...


 * -|(Went to Crane's/Tweedles' first)=

Bigby sees an entry marked AG.

Bigby: Aunty Greenleaf... Got you.

The answering machine beeps.

Snow: Hello, this is Snow White calling... I'm looking for Bigby. Is anyone there? Bigby, if you're there, pick up, okay?

Bigby picks up the phone.

Bigby: Snow?

(Went here first)=

Snow: Hey, I just wanted to see how it was going. Did you find anything?

Bigby: Just an address book with her contacts' initials. Not sure which one is the witch, though.

Snow: Strange...these people keep cropping up. Before a few days ago...I thought I knew everyone in Fabletown.

Snow: You should try going up to Crane's place. I sent Bufkin up there to check on things. Bluebeard, you know... Or you could try at the Tweedles' Office. Just make it quick. We don't have a lot of time. The meeting is at two.

Bigby: See what I can find there.

Snow: Sounds good, just keep me posted. In the meantime, I'll see what I can do on this end.

Bigby: Okay.

Snow: Good luck, Bigby.

Bigby: We'll find him, Snow.

Snow: I hope you're right.


 * -|(Went to Crane's/Tweedles' first)=

Snow: Thank god. Tell me you found something.

Bigby: I got it, Snow. Her address was here with Lily's things. It's on, uh...White Plains Avenue. Twelve eighty-four. It's an apartment complex.

Snow: Great. Let's get going. Crane's meeting her in a few minutes.

Bigby: Alright, I'll see you there.

Bigby puts the phone down.

Aunty Greenleaf's Apartment
Bigby walks through the hallway of an apartment building.

Snow: Bigby! I just got here.

Bigby: Yeah, me too. It's number 23. I haven't seen it yet.

Aunty Greenleaf's Apartment 1284 White Plains Ave. 2:14 AM 14 minutes late

Snow: We're late.

Bigby: Yeah, I know.

Snow and Bigby reach apartment 23.

Bigby: This is it.

Snow: Alright. How do you want to do this?

Optional interaction: listen to door=

Bigby puts his ear against the door.

Snow: Hear anything?

Bigby: If anyone's in there, they're being awfully quiet...

Talk to door=


 * -|Kick door=

Bigby backs up, preparing to charge at the door.

Snow: Wait, wait, wait, wait, what are you doing?

Bigby: What does it look like?

Snow: Don't just kick it in! We don't know what's on the other side. Let's just save the last resort for last. Make sense?


 * -|Knock on door=

Bigby knocks on the door.

(Didn't kick down door)=

A little girl opens the door.

Rachel: Hello?

Snow: Hi...

Rachel: You woke me up.

Snow: Uh, sorry about that.

Rachel: Is something wrong? I don't think I've ever seen you before.

Rachel: Just so... We're not strangers...

I'm the sheriff.=

Bigby: Well, I'm the sheriff. And this is my partner.

Snow: Boss.

Rachel: Pleased to meet you. How do you do?


 * -|I'm the Big Bad Wolf.=

Bigby: Dearie... I'm the Big Bad Wolf.

Snow: Bigby.

Rachel: Really? Wow. I've heard about you.

Bigby: Have you?

Rachel: Yeah, all about how the Woodsman cut you open, fed you rocks for dinner, and then threw you into the ocean. And you can't even swim! Did it leave a scar? Can I see it? Are you and the Woodsman friends? I heard somewhere that you guys are friends. But, I mean, I wouldn't think you'd be friends after something like that.


 * -|I'm Bigby.=

Bigby: I'm Bigby, this is Snow.

Rachel: Pleased to meet you. How do you do?



Snow: I'm Miss White, and this is Mr. Wolf.

Rachel: Pleased to meet you. How do you do?

Rachel: Is there, um... Is there anything you need? I'm not allowed to let people in...

We're looking for a man.=

Bigby: We're looking for a man...a skinny, pale, nervous fella. Have you seen him?

Rachel: My art teacher says men are a waste of time.

Snow: Do you go to school?

Rachel: Sometimes.


 * -|Is Aunty Greenleaf here?=

Bigby: Is Aunty Greenleaf at home? Does she live here?

Rachel: You mean my mom?

Bigby: She ever...you know, make the nightstand levitate? Turn frogs into cats, that kind of thing?

Snow: Is she a witch, dear?

Rachel: Oh, no, I would never call my mommy that. She treats me alright.


 * -|Is your mother home?=

Bigby: Is your mother at home? Currently?

Rachel: I don't need a babysitter. I can cook my dinner all by myself.



Snow: Has a man been in here recently? Maybe, uh, seeming kinda nervous?

Rachel: My art teacher says men are a waste of time.

Snow: Do you go to school?

Rachel: Sometimes.

Rachel: Is there...uh, something you want? I don't think I can really help you. Maybe come back in the morning?

Snow, can you talk to her?=

Bigby: Snow, can you just...do something here? I never have any idea what to say to these people.

Snow: You mean children? (to Rachel) Do you mind if my friend here takes a look around? I promise we'll be quick so you can hurry back to bed.


 * -|Rachel, may I look around?=

Bigby: Rachel, do you mind if I take just a quick peek around?

Snow: We'll be very quick, and he won't touch anything.


 * -|I'm going to look around.=

Bigby: Well, this has all been thoroughly enlightening, but I'm still gonna have to search the partment, so...step aside, kid.

Rachel will remember that.

Rachel: Wait, please! I don't know if I'm allowed!

Snow: It's okay, really. We'll be very quick, and he won't touch anything.



Snow: Do you mind if my friend here takes a look around? I promise we'll be quick so you can hurry back to bed.

Bigby and Snow enter the apartment.

Rachel: I've been here all night! Nobody's been here!

(Asked to look around/said he'd look around)=

Rachel: I'm gonna trust you not to break anything...


 * -|(Asked Snow to talk to her/said nothing)=

Rachel: I'm gonna trust your friend not to break anything...

Rachel: Don't get me in trouble.

Snow: What are we looking for, specifically?

Bigby: Crane. He could still be here.

Rachel and Snow's Comments

Rachel: No one's been over all night, so...

Snow: He's just going to check, it will only take a moment.

Rachel: Where do you buy your clothes?

Snow: At a store...

Rachel: Oh. My mommy makes all of mine.

Rachel: I saw a spider over there, yesterday.

Snow: Oh?

Rachel: It was a pretty one.

Rachel: Do you like broccoli?

Snow: Not really.

Rachel: I love it.

Rachel: Do you have any pets?

Snow: Not technically...

Talk to Rachel

Rachel: How much longer do you think it will be?

Talk to Rachel again

Rachel: I can have my mom call you later or something...?

Talk to Rachel again

Rachel: Finished yet?

Optional interactions=

Bigby opens the closet door and sees an opened box inside. It says "Deliver to Aunty Greenleaf" with a return address of The Butcher.

Bigby: "The Butcher".

Snow: What's that?

Bigby: A package having to do with someone called "The Butcher".

(Went to Tweedles' office)=

Bigby: I saw one just like it at the Tweedles' office.


 * -|(Didn't go to the office)=

Bigby: It's empty.

Bigby: Goddamn it.

Rachel: Shouldn't say that...

Snow: Nothing?

Bigby: I keep getting whiffs of that aftershave of his...

Snow: I do too.

Rachel: Can I go to bed now? Please?

Snow starts to walk toward the door, and Rachel follows her. Bigby sees a glamour tube on the workbench Rachel was previously standing in front of.

Bigby: Is that a glamour tube?

Rachel: Mommy really doesn't let anyone play with that. Trust me, I've tried.

Bigby picks up the container.

Rachel: Oh, no, no, no, no, no, please, please, please just put that back exactly where you found it. No one is allowed to play with that.

Snow: It's alright, honey, Bigby's not going to break it.

Rachel: No, you don't understand. She will freak out if she discovers I've let people in here and let them touch her stuff, okay? She checks all the time to see if things move. I don't wanna get in trouble. Look, I'm already grounded! Just put it back exactly where it was, please.

I'll be careful.=

Bigby: I'm not gonna break it, I just want to open it.


 * -|Snow, something isn't right here.=

Bigby: Snow, c'mon, are you kidding? It's a glamour tube, something's going on here...


 * -|I have to check this.=

Bigby: Look, I have to check this out, I'm sorry.



Bigby says nothing.

Rachel: No! Put it down!

Rachel lunges forward, but Snow holds her back.

Rachel: Pleeeeease! Don't! This isn't what you think! You've gotta believe me, that guy isn't here! I promise!

Snow: It's going to be okay, Rachel!

Rachel: Please. I'm begging you. I don't wanna... I don't wanna get in trouble.

Bigby opens the glamour tube, and "Rachel" transforms into her real self.

Snow: Aunty Greenleaf.

Greenleaf: It hurts...when you do it that fast. What? Not spritely enough?

You think this is a game?!=

Bigby: You think we have time to waste on this shit? You think this is some kind of game?

Greenleaf: No. I don't. But congratulations on "winning" it...if that matters to you.


 * -|Why the little girl?=

Bigby: Why "Rachel"? Why the little girl?

Greenleaf: I don't think that's any of your business, Wolf.

Snow: Why?

Greenleaf: How about because it works, that's why. That good enough for ya?


 * -|No more bullshit.=

Bigby: You picked the wrong night to lie to me. No more lying, no more ring-around-the-rosie, no more bullshit non sequiturs, you're done, it's over, and you're gonna tell me what I want to know right now.



Snow: I should have known that it was this hideous wretch that's been handing out glamours like crack.

Greenleaf: You don't know anything, honey.

Snow: Alright. Start explaining. And from the beginning.

Greenleaf: I was born in the woods to a jackal and a deer...

Snow: Not. That.

Where's Crane?=

Bigby: Where's Crane? Speak quickly.

Greenleaf: I ain't a fortune teller, Wolf. I have no heavenly idea where he went to.


 * -|Please, help us catch Crane.=

Bigby: Please, Greenleaf, just help us catch Crane. That's all we care about.

Snow: That's not all we care about.

Bigby: Snow...

Greenleaf: You were...nicer than I thought you would be...when I was...her. But if I help you... I can promise that help will not go unpunished.


 * -|Tell me where Crane is!=

Bigby: None of this pathetic witchcraft crap is gonna prevent me from prying what I need from your gullet. Now tell me where Crane is!

Greenleaf: I ain't a fortune teller, Wolf. I have no heavenly idea where he went to.



Snow: Where's Crane? What was his plan?

Greenleaf: How am I supposed to know? He came, he went...like all young lads.

(Didn't say please)=

Snow: You have to know something.

Greenleaf: Unless you want a recipe for owl stew... There's nothing I know that would help.

Greenleaf: There's powers at work here beyond your pathetic authority.

Snow: Whatever it is, Greenleaf... Whatever it is that's keeping you from saying something? You have to forget it. This is more important.

Greenleaf: Is it?

We can protect you.=

Bigby: We can protect you, okay? Whatever it is you're afraid of...we can make sure that it won't come to pass.


 * -|I don't give a shit.=

Bigby: I don't give a shit about our problems, Greenleaf. Just talk. Now.


 * -|You should fear ME.=

Bigby: You should be a lot more afraid of me than whatever horseshit you think will come back to bite you.



Bigby says nothing.

Greenleaf: You have no idea what's going on, do you?

Snow: Okay, you know what I think? I think we've been more than patient with you. This witch has been selling illegal glamours that continue to undermine everything we've built... She's harboring a fugitive that took advantage of it, and now she's resisting every attempt to make things right. I frankly don't give a crap if she's afraid for her life, we can at least make sure she never hurts us again. We're destroying the tree.

Greenleaf: No! How dare you come in here and threaten to take from me the one thing that... That tree is ancient, it's part of the family, and it's the only thing paying for this shithole apartment! And the Fables who can't afford the glamours from you come to me for help. Without them, where do you think they could go?

Snow: Don't give me that! You're making money off of other people's misery. Two Fables are dead because of this crap. It's too dangerous leaving this stuff with her.

Greenleaf: You think I like being the old woman in these stories? The men are heroes, the ladies are whores...and the old hags like me get to watch everyone they love die.

Snow: We have very different ways of handling our fate.

Greenleaf: Very different means to handle it too.

Snow: And I don't use it as an excuse to wreck people's lives!

Greenleaf: I'm sorry, Sheriff, but please... Don't do this.

The tree has to go.=

Bigby: Greenleaf, Snow's right. The tree has to go.

Greenleaf: No! Look, look, I'll tell you, I'll tell you... Crane was here, he was here and he left.


 * -|Wait. Greenleaf could be useful.=

Bigby: Isn't there another way? She's a witch, can't she just...work for us? That way she'd be official...

Snow: You want to reward her for criminal behavior? We can't trust this woman on the Thirteenth floor.

Greenleaf: It doesn't matter, 'cause I'd never do it. I'm not a house cat and I don't play well with others.

Snow: Oh, trust me, no one would confuse you for a cuddly animal. Bigby...this is an order. Burn the tree.

Greenleaf: No! Look, look, I'll tell you, I'll tell you... Crane was here, he was here and he left.


 * -|We can't ruin this woman's life.=

Bigby: Snow, it's too much. We can't ruin this woman's life over this.

Snow: "Ruin this woman's life"? It's a slap on the wrist compared to what she's done! Bigby...this is an order. Burn the tree.

Greenleaf: No! Look, look, I'll tell you, I'll tell you... Crane was here, he was here and he left.



Greenleaf: Look, I'll tell you what's going on, just don't burn my tree. Crane was here, okay, he was here and he left.

Greenleaf: He went to the Pudding N' Pie to try to use my ring on the girls over there to get information.

Snow: What does the ring do?

Greenleaf: He thinks it's the Ring of Dispel...you know, that it will pierce the protection around the girls' speech. He says pulling the truth out of them will prove his innocence. It won't, though...damned thing lost its power decades ago.

(Said the tree had to go)=

Greenleaf: Just please, you can catch him if you leave, okay, just leave and don't--don't burn my tree. I'm begging you, I'm begging you... Don't destroy it. Please.


 * -|(Said she could be useful/said they couldn't ruin her life)=

Snow: I'm sorry, but...we still can't let you keep the tree. It wouldn't be right after what's happened. Bigby?

Grenleaf: Please, Sheriff. Don't.


 * -|(Said nothing)=

Greenleaf: Just please, you can catch him if you leave, okay, just leave and don't--don't burn my tree.

Snow: Hey. Greenleaf. Don't think this is over.

Greenleaf: I won't.

Bigby and Snow leave the apartment.

The Pudding & Pie
Bigby and Snow step out of a taxi in front of the Pudding & and Pie. They see another car nearby.

Snow: That's Crane's car.

Bigby kicks open the front door. He and Snow walk through the hallway and enter the main room, where Georgie is talking on the phone.

Georgie: No, it's nothin' you need to concern yourself with. I don't think so, at least. Shit. Hold on.

Georgie puts down the phone.

(Smashed up the club)=

Georgie: Oh, d'you miss a spot? Mr. Clean, come to smash up the rest of my place?


 * -|(Didn't destroy the club)=

Georgie: Sheriff, is there something more I can help you with? Decided you want a taste of the wares?

Georgie: Oh, I see...come to audition your bitch.

Out of my way.=

Bigby: Get out of the way.

Georgie: Ah, I'm in your way, love?


 * -|Where's Crane?!=

Bigby: Where's Crane?

Georgie: Ichabod Crane? What would that nerd have with a place like this?


 * -|[Punch him]=

Bigby punches Georgie in the face.

Georgie will remember that.

Georgie: Agh! Fuckin' fuck, man!



Bigby says nothing.

Crane: (from the next room) Tell me what you know! Now!

Snow pushes Georgie aside. She and Bigby walk toward the back room.

(Didn't punch Georgie)=

Georgie: Hey! You can't just go in there!


 * -|(Punched Georgie)=

Georgie: Egh, you can't just go in there!

Georgie dials the phone.

Georgie: (on the phone) We have a problem.

Bigby and Snow enter the back room. They see Crane wearing the Ring of Dispel and shaking a crying Nerissa.

Crane: Tell me who did it! Just tell me who did it, I know you know!

Vivian: Mr. Crane, please, she can't help--

Crane: I know you know what the plan is. I won't be held accountable for this!

Nerissa: I can't--I can't--I'm sorry, I--

Crane: You both know what's going on, just tell me!

Get away from her!=

Bigby: Crane, get away from her!

Crane lets go of Nerissa.


 * -|[Grab Crane]=

Bigby grabs Crane, making him let go of Nerissa, and raises his fist to punch him.

Crane: Oh, my god. Bigby.

Snow: Wait, don't!

Bigby releases Crane.


 * -|You're under arrest.=

Bigby: Don't move, Crane. You're under arrest.

Crane lets go of Nerissa.

Crane: Oh, my god, Bigby. I had nothing to do with this.



Snow: Crane! Get away from them.

Crane lets go of Nerissa.

Crane: I--I didn't do anything, I promise you, I didn't do anything! These girls, th--th--the girls--they'll back me up, I j--just have to get this stupid ring working, that's all! They can't talk because of that spell, but once this ring gets through, I'll know what's going on and this whole thing will be over! Th--that's all, please. I'm innocent, completely, completely innocent! It's just--just let me show you.

Talk won't save you.=

Bigby: No one's ever talked their way out of an execution, Crane.

Crane: No, no, no, no, really! This will work, I tell you!


 * -|The ring won't work.=

Bigby: The ring won't work. Greenleaf sold you out.

Crane: What? No! This will work, I assure you! I--it must!


 * -|[Slap him]=

Bigby slaps Crane.

Crane: Uggh! W--w--wait, I can't--you have to j--just give me the chance! This will work, I assure you! Everything will be solved!



Crane: This will solve everything!

Crane talks a step toward the girls, but is held back by Bigby. Crane reaches toward them with the ring, but nothing happens.

Crane: Damn you, c'mon! Please! Tell me who killed her!

Nerissa: My lips are sealed...

Crane collapses onto the floor and starts crying.

Snow: How many years?

Crane: W--what?

Snow: How many years has this been going on?

Crane: Too...too many. But I didn't kill those women, Bigby, please, I had nothing, nothing to do with that. I just--I--I just... Oh, god...

Snow: (to Nerissa and Vivian) Are you alright?

We found the photos.=

Bigby: We found the photos of you and Lily.

Crane: I know, I know, but that's--that was--I just...I just love you, Snow. I love you, I love you, and--and I'm sorry I'm not Prince Charming, okay! I'm sorry I didn't cheat on you and run away to Europe!

Snow: You don't love me, Crane. I know what this is. I've seen it before. It is not love.


 * -|You screwed up.=

Bigby: You screwed up, Crane.

Crane: Bigby, Sheriff, listen--

Bigby: The amount of evidence I have...the town wouldn't bat an eye if I were to throw you down the Witching Well tonight.

Crane: Please, Sheriff, I'm telling you the truth when I say that I did not kill that woman.


 * -|What happened to you?=

Bigby: What happened to you? Were you always like this?

Crane: Not always. It started as most things do: very, very small. Nothing more than a thought. But I didn't kill that woman.



Crane: Please, Sheriff, I'm telling you the truth when I say that I did not kill that woman.

Snow: Bigby... I don't think he did it.

Bigby: What?

Snow: Look at him. Do you really think this man murdered these women? He's not...he wouldn't be brave enough... Not to put his stamp on the world like that. He's a disgusting coward, not a murderer.

Crane: Thank you, my dear, it means so much to--

Snow: Shut up. Don't talk to me.

Crane: Okay, okay.

He's guilty.=

Bigby: Snow, of course he's guilty. If you'd seen the room...

Snow: I don't need to see the room.

Bigby: There's a lot he has to answer for.

Snow: There's a lot we all have to answer for.

Bigby: This is different, Snow, and you know it.


 * -|What do you mean?=

Bigby: What do you mean? You don't think he did it at all? If you'd seen the room...

Snow: I don't need to see the room.

Bigby: There's a lot he has to answer for.

Snow: There's a lot we all have to answer for.

Bigby: This is different, Snow, and you know it.


 * -|How do you know?=

Bigby: We've been chasing this guy--just...why now?

Snow: Because--look at him.



Bigby says nothing.

Snow: You said you found evidence of him defrauding Fabletown, of using our money for his own...ambitions. That's one thing. But don't you have doubts he's a murderer? We've both known him for so long.

Vivian: I can't believe I'm hearing this. Did you see how he was acting when you showed up?

Snow: Yes, I know how this--

Vivian: Why would he even come here if he wasn't covering his tracks?

Snow: He thought he was being framed. And maybe he is.

No, he's the killer.=

Bigby: No, Snow. I have no doubt. He's the killer.


 * -|He's the prime suspect.=

Bigby: There's nobody else that's even remotely--he's the prime suspect. There is nobody else.


 * -|He knows more than he's saying.=

Bigby: This fuck-up knows more than he's saying.

Crane: I don't! I don't!

Snow: Yes, okay, he probably does. But there's a difference between being involved and being the guy who did it.



Snow: I don't know.

(Said he's the killer/prime suspect)=

Snow: But why? Really. Think about it. Because circumstantial evidence is one thing. And I won't kill a man for that.


 * -|(Said he knows more/said nothing)=

Vivian: Okay, but if Crane didn't kill Faith and Lily, I'm sorry, but who the hell did? Y'know, when I saw you come back here...I thought this was over.

Snow: I know, and I'm sorry, but--

Vivian: If the killer's still out there, I wanna know who it is.

Crane: I didn't intend for any of this to get so--

Snow: You've been stealing money from Fabletown for years. Haven't you? Yeah. We're not going to kill you. So quit your shivering.

Snow: Ichabod Crane. You are under arrest for the misappropriation of Fabletown funds. You have the right to counsel... The right to depose witnesses. But as of right now, you're coming with us.

And suspicion of murder.=

Bigby: And for suspicion of murder.

Snow: No, Sheriff.

Snow: You have to respect this office, Bigby, and you have to respect me as its leader. Starting now.


 * -|You're lucky Snow is here...=

Bigby: You are extraordinarily lucky Miss White was here to save your ass. Because if it was up to me... I'd have your head swinging from the Washington Bridge.

Snow: Okay, Sheriff, that's enough.

Snow: You have to respect this office, Bigby, and you have to respect me as its leader. Starting now.


 * -|Get up.=

Bigby: Get the fuck up. Now.

Crane: I guess we know who's in charge, Sheriff.



Crane: I guess we know who's in charge, Sheriff.

Crane: You think...you have what it takes...to run that office? You think I didn't make sacrifices? I've made sacrifices. And you won't be in that chair one minute before you have to give up something you care about just so the wheels don't fall off the goddamned wagon. (stands up) I did the best I could with what I had. And the town took everything it could out of me. If I maybe took a little something back in return... Then so be it. I have no regrets.

[Break his nose]=

Bigby grabs Crane and punches him in the nose.

Crane: Aagh. Oh, god...

Bigby: If I were you...I'd keep that trap of your shut.

Snow will remember that.


 * -|We're better than you.=

Bigby: Yeah, see, the thing of it is... (pulls Crane close) we're better at this than you are.


 * -|You're going to prison.=

Bigby: Better save your energy, huh? (pulls Crane close) You're going away for a long time.



Snow: Except getting caught. Right?

Bigby grabs Crane and spins him around toward the other side of the room, then pushes him forward. Snow, Bigby, and Crane leave the building.

Alleyway
The group steps out of the building and into an alley. Crane stops walking, so Bigby shoves him forward.

Crane: Ouch, okay! Stupid girls and their preposterous schemes...

Snow: What are you saying?

Crane says nothing, and the group continues moving. A car pulls to a stop at the end of the alley, then starts driving toward them, forcing them to move backward.

Bigby: Shit.

The group tries to walk through a different alley, but the same car stops at the end of it, then another car stops by as well. Dee and Dum step out of the second car, and Bloody Mary steps out of the first one.

Mary: Hi. Whatchya got there? Look, it's recently come under our attention that you're...how shall I put this...attempting to claim what is the personal property of the Crooked Man.

Mary takes out and loads a revolver.

Mary: He's about yea high, a hundred and twenty odd pounds...pissed his sheets until he was fourteen...sound familiar?

Crane: I haven't told them anything!

Mary: Not now, not now, shhh. The grown ups are talking. Guys? Speak English?

Who are you?=

Bigby: Who are you?

Mary: No, no, no, no, no, that's not how this works. How this works is you are going to walk Crane over here...like a good doggie.


 * -|What do you want?=

Bigby: What do you want?

Mary: That sack of flour. Crane, dear. It's Crane.


 * -|Get out of my way.=

Bigby: If I were you, I'd get out of the way.

Mary: No, no, no, no, no, that's not how this works. How this works is you are going to walk Crane over here...like a good doggie.



Snow: You're interfering with Fabletown business...

Mary: No, no, no, no, no, that's not how this works. How this works is you are going to walk Crane over here...like a good doggie.

Crane: It wasn't my fault!

Snow punches Crane in the stomach.

Snow: Shut. Up. (to Mary) You're interfering with official Fabletown business. Step aside.

Mary: Tweedle Dee, what's the, uh, y'know, that thing the mundies call me?

Dee: Wh--what?

Mary: My nickname. You know what I'm talking about.

Dee: Uh... Bloody Ma--

Mary: Bloody Mary, that's it, thank you. And do you know why they call me that? Because some of them, they think it's funny to have their little sleepovers and go into their little bathrooms and say my name five times in the mirror. They find it less funny when I actually show up and feed their lungs to the family dog. Arf! And I do that for a hobby. Like golf, to relax. This is my job. I like my job. So think about what I'm gonna to do to you, your girl, and the rest of your friends if you don't hand over the sockpuppet now.

Crane is in my custody.=

Bigby: He's in custody, so move your car.


 * -|Fuck off.=

Bigby: You can fuck off if you think you're gettin' him.


 * -|Wrong day to pull this.=

Bigby: This was really the wrong day to try and pull this shit.



Bigby says nothing.

Dee: I told you he'd never just give him up.

Mary: Fuck it.

Mary walks away and leans against the car. The Tweedles aim their guns at Bigby. If he dodges, they fire, but he ducks, and the shots hit a trash can instead. The Tweedles shoot him several times in the torso, and he collapses against the wall.

Snow: Bigby?

Bigby opens his eyes, and stands up, now in his werewolf form. The Tweedles continuously shoot him, but he steadily moves forward. His skin starts to turn gray as he gets closer to his true form. After one of the bullets hits him, he falls to his knees, but stands up again, now covered in gray fur and in the form of a bipedal wolfman.

Throw dumpster=

Bigby throws the dumpster at the Tweedles, who jump aside.


 * -|Throw electrical box=

Bigby rips the box out of the wall and throws it at the Tweedles, who jump aside.


 * -|Do nothing=

Bigby gets shot, but is unfazed.


 * -|Attack Dee/Dum=

Bigby charges forward.

Bigby rushes at the Tweedles, and grabs Dum, smashing him against the wall. He can do so several more times, or do nothing. Dee shoots him in the back, making him drop Dum.

Attack Dee=

Bigby knocks Dee against the wall, then picks him up.


 * -|Do nothing=

Dee shoots Bigby, but the bullet ricochets and hits him in the face. He grabs his face in pain.

Dum brandishes his gun like a baseball bat. Bigby can take it out of his hands and throw it on the ground, or do nothing and get hit in the face with it. Bigby then grabs Dum and slams hi against the wall.

Dum: Fuck...you...Wolf...

[Kill Dum]=

Bigby rips out Dum's throat, then drops him on the ground.

Yo killed Tweedle Dum.


 * -|[Let Him Go] / ...=

Bigby releases Dum.

You let Tweedle Dum live.

Bigby gets shot in the back by Mary.

Bigby: Urhg!

Bigby stumbles and collapses on the ground.

Snow: Oh, God, Bigby!

Mary: It was a good show, but, you know... It just didn't know when to end.

Mary puts her gun away and opens the car door, taking out the Woodsman's axe. She drags it along the ground and she slowly approaches Bigby. He tries to get up, but fails.

Mary: You know...you wouldn't think silver bullets would work on anything but a pure werewolf, but...as it turns out...that's just not the case. Right, Wolfy? I mean, hey, look, I know it sounds ridiculous, but...really, guys... Can you argue with these results?

Mary kicks Bigby, turning him onto his back.

Mary: 'Cause I know I can't.

Mary hovers the axe over his neck, then raises it up, preparing to strike.

Snow: Wait! Stop! Just...take him, okay? Take Crane. Just stop. Please.

Mary: Mmmm... Yeah, I don't know.

Snow, stay out of it!=

Bigby: Snow--egghg...stay out of this!


 * -|Just get out of here!=

Bigby: Just--mmph--get out of here!


 * -|Don't do this!=

Bigby: Snow--emmph.. don't do this!



Bigby says nothing.

The window of the car rolls down, and the passenger gestures to Mary.

Mary: It's your lucky day, kid. The Crooked Man says it's okay with him.

Snow kneels next to Bigby.

Mary: Hello, Ichabod. Got a stomachache?

Crane walks over to Mary.

Mary: Oh, and just between us girls... Crane ain't no killer. (grabs Crane's ear) I mean, look at his face. Couldn't stick a pig if his life depended.

Crane steps into the car.

(Killed Dum)=

Mary: Nope. Not like your boyfriend here.


 * -|(Let Dum go)=

Mary: Kinda like your boyfriend here. Too pussy to ruin a Tweedle's day.

Mary stomps on Bigby's arm. It breaks, the bone sticking out of his arm. Bigby growls in pain.

Mary: Well, this is gonna be...a beautiful relationship we have with you guys. Really. I mean it. I'm jazzed about it. Out with the old... In with the new. Long live the Queen. I'm sure we'll be in touch. (waves goodbye) See ya 'round.

Nerissa peeks out from behind the corner of the back of the alley. Mary gets into the car and drives off.