Milah: So, I hear you're dating Rumplestiltskin.
Belle: Yes, I am. Do you know him?
Milah: Of course I do. I used to be his wife.
Belle: You...but Rumple told me you were dead!
Milah: He should know. He is the one who killed me.
Belle: He...killed...his own wife!?
Milah: Afraid so.
Belle:...wait...you're dead? Are you a ghost!?
Milah: Yes.

Next: Graham and Capt. Hook

Hook: So Emma has the kiss o' death? Sounds dangerous. I like it. *Pervy smile*
*Angry*Graham: Her kiss didn't kill me and you'd better stay away from her!
Hook: Don't ruffle your feathers, angel boy. I'm not going to do anything to Emma that she doesn't want.
*Glare*Graham: If I were alive, you'd be wolf chow.
Hook: You'd still be Regina's puppet/sex slave if you were alive. Speaking of puppets, I'm off to get rid my competition. (Walks away whistling with a jar of termites.)

Next up: Daniel and Graham

(LOL! It took me a while, but I finally got that last part!)
Daniel: You're lying!
Graham: I am not!
Daniel: I know Regina. There is no way she did all the things you say she did.
Graham: People change.
Daniel: Not that much!
Graham: I'm afraid some do. If you were to see her now, I doubt you'd recognize her.
Daniel: I can't believe what I'm hearing. How could Regina do all this?
Graham: Well, it think your death is what did it.
Daniel: So...Cora is really responsible then.
Graham: I guess so.
Daniel: She should be punished.
Graham: Yeah (*gets an idea*) Hey! You want to go haunt her?
Daniel: I'd love to.

Next: Ruth and Emma

(I forgot who Ruth was for a while and had to look her up)
Ruth: I told your mother that you'd be a beautiful girl before my death. Seems I was right.
Emma: Thank you, ma'am...I don't know what say.
Ruth: It's nothing, dear. And call me grandma. Would you like some cookies?
Emma: Thank you. You're way nicer than my other grandmother.
Ruth: Really?
Emma: Yeah. You haven't tried to kill me with apples yet.

Next: Maleficent and Rumpelstiltskin

Maleficent: It's your fault I'm dead!
Rumple: How so, dearie?
Maleficent: First, you got that prince to put that egg in me and then his daughter came and killed me in order get it. So, it's your fault!
Rumple: Now, now, dearie. I think you're taking it all a bit too personally.
Maleficent: "Too personally"!? Of course, I'm taking it personally...I'm the one whose dead!

Next: Peter and Quinn