Rumplestiltskin: Now that we're being honest with one another, Your Majesty, let's be clear.
Rumplestiltskin: I despise you.
Rumplestiltskin: I did not design the curse to exclude leather-- that was your doing. My entire wardrobe was leather. Do you know what I have now? Gingham shirts and a cane. And the gingham chafes.