Pinocchio: [Rumpelstiltskin tore out pages of a book] Uh, sir? You're gonna have to pay for that.
Rumpelstiltskin: Um, m-m-maybe we can make a deal for it, little boy?
Pinocchio: Oh, I'm not a real boy.
Rumpelstiltskin: [smiling wickedly] Do you want to be?
[gets evicted from the library]
Pinocchio: Nobody needs YOUR deals anymore, Grumpel Stinkypants!
Rumpelstiltskin: [glares at a torn page with Shrek on it, lividly] I wish that ogre was never born!