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By Cindy McLennan | Season 3 | Episode 5 | Aired on 10.27.2013
Emma takes the flask, toasts to Hook, and also drinks. As her parents walk one way, Emma heads toward the brush. Stopping, she turns back to Hook and asks if he really saved David's life, since they're not exactly mates and all. Hook says, "It doesn't mean I'd leave your father to perish on this island." When Emma thanks him, Hook dials up the flirtation, touches a finger to his lower lip and says, "Perhaps gratitude is in order, now." Emma smiles, knowingly. "Yeah. That's what the thank you was for." Hook wonders if that's all her father's life is worth to her. Emma: "Please. You couldn't handle it." Hook: "Perhaps you're the one who couldn't handle it." Their faces are inches apart, now." Emma grabs Hook by his jacket, pulls him to her and kisses his face off for a good ten seconds. Yes, I counted.
When their lips part, they're still nose to nose for a moment. Is Hook blushing? I believe he's blushing -- probably at how much of a woobie "Bad Form" has made him. He whispers, "That was uh..." Emma releases her hold on his jacket, stumbles back a pace or two and finishes the thought. "A one-time thing." It's always a one-time thing 'til the next time, Emma. I hear.
Turning her back, Emma starts off and tells Hook not to follow her. "Wait five minutes. Go get some firewood or something." Our Dread Pirate Roberts who's pining to be Westley to Emma's Buttercup, bows and says, "As you wish." Going by Emma's grin, I think she gets the Princess Bride reference too, although it's most probable Hook is ignorant of it. Once Emma is out of sight, Hook raises his finger to his mouth, probably to make sure he still has lips. He exhales so hard, it blows us into a commercial break.
In the Enchanted Past, we're aboard the deck of HMS Jewel of the Real. Lieutenant Killian Jones presides, as a stricken crew prepares to bury Captain Liam. Once his brother's corpse is committed to the deep, the crew looks to Killian as their leader. Chin up, Kill. Liam will wind up in Davy Jones' locker -- a relative of yours, surely.
A sailor hands over Liam's satchel. "This belongs to you, now... Captain." Killian hesitates for a moment, but then takes it, and rubs his fingers over the crown imprinted on the insignia. After whispering, "You'll never leave my side, brother," Killian addresses his crew. "We are sworn to serve the king and the realm. They sent us to retrieve an unthinkable poison -- one that killed our dear captain."