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QUENTIN: Previously on The Magicians...

I'll send you on an epic quest.

Q, I think this is it.

"The Tale of the Seven Keys."

DIONYSUS: Okay, if fixing magic is, like, so important to you,

then you should just talk to this crazy guy

that I met back in Athens one time.

You mean Prometheus? He's dead.

Damn it!

He told me this crazy story one time

about how there was, like, a secret back door

to magic.

JULIA: I have...

Magic.

I have to be able to do something with it.

I planted a seed for you to grow.

It doesn't matter where it comes from.

It matters what you do with it.

QUENTIN: "The Tale of the Seven Keys, "

chapter eight.

The knight remained imprisoned

at the Castle at the End of the World.

Not even a warrior as great as he

could break the bonds placed on him

by the witch.

He could not escape.

But his daughter, now every bit

the knight her father was,

and more so, never gave up.

She fought monsters, real and imagined,

without as well as within.

She had won all seven keys,

and now she set sail

for the Castle at the End of the World.

Okay, tick-tock.

Does it say where the castle is?

Shh ! Bambi. Let him read.

Just saying, ándale.

Okay, so she faces the door of the castle.

In the door, there were seven keyholes.

The door swallowed the keys whole

and slowly opened.

Up ahead, she saw her father, bound by seven chains.

"Father, " she cried, "I'm here to save you."

She placed the keys into the locks,

and when she turned the seventh...

ELIOT: Sorry, time out.

I thought the weird door swallowed the keys.

Yeah, no, it did, but then...

ELIOT: But then she has them again?

I'm not that drunk.

This is sloppy plotting.

JOSH: Or it's a paradox.

That's a clue.

KADY: Oh, we're fucked.

The fucking Library is ready to swoop in

with a... What's it called?

Siphon, and it's not that simple.

Takes a lot of power to charge it,

and they don't have those kind of reserves just lying around,

thanks to Julia freeing those fairies.

(SIGHS) Yeah, well, it's the Library. They'll think of something.

All we gotta do is beat them to it.

I mean, their window of time

to even use the whatchamacallit is super short, right?

Less than a minute, once we turn the key.

JOSH: There you go. Get all this done before...

MAN: Our Lady of the Tree, help us.

GIRL: Please, help me!

(VOICES ECHOING)

IRIS: Hi, Julia.

Pleasure to finally meet you.

I'm Iris, messenger goddess,

bon vivant, rainbow aficionado.

Let's chat.

JULIA: Who's...

Our Lady of the Tree?

IRIS: You are.

I presume they mean the trees you brought back in Fillory.

Lovely act of penance. Good moniker for you.

Just what are you saying?

You fulfilled the task Our Lady Underground gave you...

To grow the spark...

And now you are the flame.

So I'm...

A full-on goddess, correct.

(CHUCKLES)

Holy shit.

Shall we go? We have a lot of work

to do, love, all very exciting.

I'm sort of in the middle of this quest.

Oh, that. They can take it from here.

Your concerns are greater now.

Your duty to them is over.

And by the way, so is all that pain.

You can put it down.

Okay.

I mean, should I, like, bow?

No. I mean, I'm still me.

Well, you're clearly not.

I mean, it's been kind of hard to ignore the nuclear power plant

radiating off you the last couple weeks.

I don't know, just...

Wanted us to finish this together, you know?

Mmm. Me too, but...

I mean, let's be honest, like,

you deserve this.

Why me?

Life is unfair,

but I'm good with it occasionally working out

for people that I actually love.

Our Lady of the Tree.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

No, it's good.

Yeah, it's good.

It's formal.

Very formal.

I'm gonna miss you too.

What was that?

It's enough juice for a one-off spell.

You know, just in case, like,

a giant Indiana Jones boulder comes hurtling at you.

You can fight it off.

I love you, Jules.

I love you too.

Goodbye, Quentin.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

QUENTIN: Any headway?

Well, wasted a few hours

looking at castles, but...

Think I'm onto something,

or someone, who could help us.

I've been tripping on this, hard.

It's the witch, in the castle, sitting at a table,

on which another, smaller, castle...

Yeah? Well, either this is some

M.C. Escher, "the castle goes on forever" shit,

or that picture means something.

Do you see these?

These are drafting tools

for architects.

Right, she's the architect that...

That Reynard talked about,

that she's... Oh, my God,

she's the one that, she made the prison

for the mistakes of the gods,

and she hid it.

She knows where it is.

We need to find her, Q.

There are, like, 50 minor gods of architecture and the arts.

Well, come at me.

Let's get 'em all down here.

MARGO: I mean, full-on goddess, huh?

Look, I mean, I get that Julia has been through some shit,

but seriously, it just seems random.

ELIOT: So it's like life, then?

I don't know. I'm happy for her.

Me too. Might as well be.

Well, I'd be happier if she stayed, so she could help us.

QUENTIN: Look, she seemed pretty positive

that we could do this without her, so...

You forgot Calypso.

Like the musical style?

The witch that imprisoned Odysseus.

And I love you, El,

but how the hell did you pass AP Lit

without ever reading? I didn't.

KADY: So, according to the story,

she was a nymph, which...

Not a god, but I assume a pretty powerful creature,

considering she had him in lockdown

for, like, seven full years on an island called Ogai...

Ogiji?

Ogijia?

Ogygia. KADY: However that's pronounced.

Cool. Great.

So do we book tickets?

No, it's not a real place.

Hold on, okay, so...

Ogai, ogaiga,

or however you say it, is a island

in the fictional tale of "The Odyssey."

It's a clothing label,

a Eurovision band,

a tech company. They make games.

Oh, my God.

I know them. I worship them.

They're the Candy Collider people.

I nearly spent $600 on level 593.

It took me 12 straight days.

There are prisons, and there are prisons.

JOSH: Right?

We're all just 24I7, "Like my post."

Beep-boop. Selfie!

(CHUCKLES) Right?

No one's... No one...

Okay, so the CEO

is a woman named Callie.

Great. Vámonos.

Okay, look, I'll talk to you

because I promised Prometheus I would,

and I would never break my word to him,

but for the record, I'm not a fan.

Of you, this big magic quest, the whole fucking thing.

It's the reason Prometheus is dead.

So as far as I'm concerned,

you're a big part of why he's dead.

No, I... We don't...

Yeah, of course you don't.

You're humans.

Little human Magicians.

He loved you so.

All right, here it is.

The Castle was the greatest commission of my career.

To design a prison that secure

for clients of that caliber...

When I explained that I would need the most steadfast jailors,

Prometheus offered to help find them,

create them with a quest.

Always was good at quests.

So you trapped some poor girl

into being your slave for the rest of her life.

She's there of her own will,

as was her father,

who offered himself as, well, bait, really.

A sort of damsel in distress for his daughter to save.

I gave them each an opportunity

to perform a sacred task to keep the world safe.

I assure you,

she can leave if she wishes.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

Surely the quest has taught you,

sacrifice is part of everything.

So when Prometheus

was looking to hide his back door...

I had already designed the perfect place.

A place full of monsters

where no one wants to look.

He promised he would make his quest difficult,

so no quester could get anywhere near my prison

who couldn't ensure it remained secure.

He channeled every atom of power

into the keys.

MARGO: So he, like, Horcruxed himself?

JOSH: Jesus.

Someone got bit hard by the martyr bug.

CALYPSO: All I can say is he believed in you.

He said he saw a time to come

when you would save us

if you had magic.

He believed this completely.

QUENTIN: What does that mean?

Guess we'll find out,

if you get to the end.

He gave everything for you,

and then his enemies came,

knowing he was weak.

With his power gone,

he couldn't stop them,

and they were strong.

(SIGHS)

Sorry, uh...

It was a long time ago.

So you don't suppose

you want to tell us where your prison's at,

andlor how to get in? (CHUCKLES)

I've been waiting to tell you since the day he made the keys.

QUENTIN: Wait, this looks like...

Is that Fillory?

MARGO: It's upside-down.

CALYPSO: Looked like that before Ember and Umber got there

when it was just a distant, wild little world.

Oh, my God.

There's a...

A theory about Castle Whitespire, that the dwarves based it on

the most perfect design that they'd ever seen,

a castle called...

Blackspire, but Ember destroyed it.

More like flipped the whole thing over

and started over on the other side.

So my castle is based on your prison?

What can I say?

I'm constitutionally incapable of designing an ugly building.

So Blackspire's still there,

it's just underneath.

Yes.

Good luck with your quest.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey, lady, come on.

How do we get in? The key paradox.

Let me get one thing clear:

Everything I put the girl through,

I did to prepare her for what's locked inside.

You'll find your way in,

and you'll find a way to do it safely and securely,

but whatever you do, there's one simple thing

you need to understand above everything else.

What's locked inside that castle...

Can never, ever be allowed to escape.

(EXHALES)

Begging pardon, we need your official permission.

As acting High King.

Oh.

You have my permission to implement the new schedule.

Excellent, Your acting Majesty.

FEN: And if it's no trouble,

bring the tax collector's latest expense reports.

I would like to double-check them.

Sorry.

Of course. Right away.

FAIRY QUEEN: You need to stop apologizing.

You'd do well to remember, that power comes from High King Margo,

but it flows through you.

Is there something you need?

Yes.

Six fairies have disappeared in two days.

And how are you certain this is...

I found this.

I believe it's a part of a magical device

imparting night vision to paltry human eyes.

There is no magic.

Someone's hunting my people.

What is this?

My lab,

where I come to think, answer texts, create worlds.

Wait, do I get to create worlds?

I mean, we'll start with one.

You'll split your time between the lab

and answering the prayers of your choice.

But I'll be blunt.

The work we do here is much more vital to the big picture,

but we find that morale stays higher

if we heal a kid or two a few times a week.

One more thing.

My friends...

How come I can still feel them?

Takes a bit for those connections to dissolve.

Q is stressing, and Fen...

I know that she wants to help save these fairies' lives but...

This is the discipline.

You need to keep from being seduced.

You're wasted if you expend too much energy

trying to look after every last fairy

when you could be building and shaping worlds

where no fairy ever comes to harm.

Why don't I show you?

MARGO: So do we think the knight chick

is somehow still in there?

It's god magic, so anything's possible.

We really don't know what could be in there.

I'll travel in.

Excuse us for caring, but, no.

We don't know what you'd be blipping into,

and we still have enough Penny blood on our hands

from the last Penny.

PENNY 23: Okay.

Say we do find some window.

We know this knight is gonna help us?

Hi. You're asleep. (GASPS)

I'm in your head, not his.

It's a dream.

ORA: You have magic.

Had.

It's sort of a one-off.

Listen... Ora.

I'm Quentin.

I need your help.

You're here about the fountain?

The back door to magic?

Yeah. I can't help.

Because you're guarding all the...

No. They're all gone.

He's the only one left.

Did they all die, or?

He killed them all.

You can't imagine what he's capable of.

That's why I can't do anything for you.

I cannot risk the security of my charge.

I get that.

I have something to offer you too.

Julia gave you a hit of magic, and you did what?

Incepted the knight in the castle.

MARGO: That magic was for killing a monster.

Why waste it on chatting with the help?

When Calypso told us that Ora was there on her own accord,

I figured she must know more than one way

in and out of the castle, and she does,

and she's going to open it for us.

In exchange for... All you have to do is get in,

turn the key, and get out fast.

Um, what about the monster?

Ora will take care of the monster.

What about you?

I stay in the castle.

It's a fair deal.

She's been there for centuries, and she's tired,

and I'm... I'm strong enough,

thanks to the quest, so I'm the new jailor.

This isn't the solution. I second that.

Alice, who's the one that died for us?

You were willing to stay in Fillory for forever. How is this different?

Someone has to step up.

MARGO: Quick alternative pitch:

Take the gun with the god-killing bullet

and shoot the fucking monster in the face.

Second second that, yes.

No.

I promised, no clever stuff.

It's more bloody and straightforward.

Look, this monster,

it's not a joke.

We cannot let it escape,

and the only way to make sure that it doesn't

is to do this the hard way.

The quest taught us that it's like that sometimes.

I don't like this.

Me neither, but I'm going to do it.

Hello, love.

(LAUGHS)

Oh, shit.

It's a human. (SIGHS)

It's also the current ruler of Fillory.

Hello.

We've met, so we can get right to the part

where I tell you to stop stealing fairies to chop up.

They are full citizens of Fillory.

You will cease at once.

Full citizens. Well, la di da. (LAUGHS)

Escort them to the...

Uh-uh, uh. Know what a Traveler is?

We can blip on out of here and go about our beeswax

anytime we please.

I have something you very much need

in the castle.

They won't be but a moment.

And may I say, sir,

how much I admire your suit.

I've been passing bunnies with Margo.

They are very close to turning magic back on.

Hooray for them.

And you must know

the reason Irene is poaching fairies

is she needs a huge amount of energy

to power a thing that must be placed

just as it's connected, within seconds, in order to...

Let me save your breath.

I don't care.

You should.

If we keep her long enough,

we can stop her from derailing magic

and taking it for herself and for the Library.

This is the future we're talking about.

Not our future.

I cannot risk another soul.

I know exactly how to deal with this.

IRENE: So, what are you offering, exactly?

FAIRY QUEEN: I broke a deal.

It's my fault we're vulnerable.

I offer you the magic of 50 fairies

with a single body.

You know the power of royal marrow.

You're volunteering to die?

In exchange for a new agreement.

Wait. No fairy will be hunted

by a non-fairy anywhere, ever,

and this deal cannot be broken,

for any reason, by any being, ever.

Swear to that, and you have me.

Time is of the essence.

My offer expires in one minute.

IRENE: I'm gonna need a table

with restraints, a bone saw,

knives, and a grinder.

(CONTINUES SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

There must be another way.

The deal I struck with Irene

will finally make it possible

for my people to be safe and free.

Tears for your enemy?

DEAN: Any day now.

My God.

Where did it turn out to be, Alice?

This Castle at the End of the World?

Fillory. Underneath.

Castle Blackspire.

How did you... I was a fan, too, once.

(CHUCKLES)

I need a favor.

I have this,

and I know it's wrong, and I'll never use it again,

but I need it.

To?

I hear you have an experimental potion

that not only wipes your memory,

but creates a whole new persona.

I do, but what?

I'll always be tempted.

Once I can feel it everywhere again, and...

Unless I have no memory.

Alice,

you are...

You are one of the most brilliant Magicians

I've ever seen.

I didn't choose to be!

I want to live my life,

not how my parents raised me to think,

or what you taught me,

or what the Library wants me to do.

I'm not sure if that's the best path to happiness.

What if there is no best path, huh?

I don't know.

All I know is the one I'm on is a bad one...

And I'm stepping off.

Once you've... (SNIFFS)

Yes?

Drink this.

Give it about a full day

for everything to get rebooted.

After that,

you are on your own.

Thank you.

So?

We need to talk

about our arrangement.

You tell anyone else?

Please don't.

Of course not.

You're the only one that I...

Wanted... Had to tell.

Look, I know that I don't show it or act like it all the time,

but you're...

You're the one that I love, Q.

You're the one.

And the only thing I'm going to regret is not remembering that.

Well...

Well, I'll remember for the both of us.

(SIGHS)

(CLEARS THROAT)

(SIGHS)

You made a deal you will regret.

You'll never know.

True.

But I'll die a queen,

not some mediocre, power-hungry girl.

(WOMAN SINGING)

As I said, I'm only alive because I fulfill its need.

To be entertained.

Served, coddled.

Loved.

Loved, like...

A child.

Okay, that's better than my first thought.

Right now, he thinks we're playing a game.

Hide and seek.

It's the only way to ensure he'd stay diverted long enough

to let you in, and right now, he's getting bored.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

MARGO: What's up?

In case I get held up.

Don't. Hear me?

You got this, okay?

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

My love?

I found you ! I tag you!

Give it a moment.

Does it have a name?

No.

What makes it so dangerous?

ORA: The gods created something that simply wants.

So it has to know one secure place and constant love.

If not, if its appetite goes unfed

and it's unleashed,

even the gods can't stop it.

Love?

Come out! Did you fall asleep?

Yeah, but what can it do?

(MAN LAUGHS)

Will you play with me?

(CARDS FLUTTERING)

Eliot! No!

QUENTIN: Fuck, Eliot... How?

God-killing bullet.

This is not what we agreed on.

I didn't actually agree on anything,

but I did decide that one of my best friends

wouldn't spend the rest of his life locked in a prison,

guarding what turns out to be a really not-so-scary monster.

Wait, where'd she go?

Anyway, it's done.

You spent a little bit too much time as a king.

Well, that's really not the issue now, is it?

JOSH: Could've used some Goo Gone and a toothbrush,

but I think we're good to go. All right, let's go.

Let's go. Come on, come on.

MARGO: All right, bitches, everyone grab a key.

QUENTIN: Alice, what are you doing?

Nothing good.

JOSH: No! ELIOT: Margo!

KADY: She's destroying the keys!

I have to.

You don't get to decide that the whole universe doesn't have magic.

I'll never remember this.

(GRUNTS)

QUENTIN: Alice...

Why?

You...

You talked me out of working for the Library.

I realize there's no good side.

Magic just makes people different shades of bad,

selfish and irresponsible.

We can't handle it! You can't handle it.

It's wrong.

We're wrong.

And it stops now!

(ALL GASP)

QUENTIN: What are you doing?

MARGO: I'm gonna cut the bitch,

grab her fairy coke power-up,

and fix this.

IRIS: So, where shall we start?

Ocean?

Cute little landmass?

Dealer's choice.

I know you can still feel them.

You need to let them go.

I know, but it's bad.

In a blink, it'll be good again,

and in two blinks, they'll be long gone.

JULIA: He's on the floor. He's...

He's not getting up.

He'll die, not giving up.

Can't you feel his heart?

IRIS: No,

'cause I don't do what you're doing.

You need to let them go.

Remember the future we're creating.

(PANTING)

Will you play with me? (CHUCKLES)

(ALICE SCREAMS) Hey!

You think you can cast faster than I can stab? Go!

Please, just listen to me. The knight...

Ah, shut up the fuck up...

Fix this. Now.

(GRUNTS)

There's no point.

The magic's gone. It's done.

JULIA: He's right.

Jules.

None of your pain is what we'd call quiet,

especially yours.

I know you thought this was for everyone's good.

You'll see someday,

it wasn't.

For now, I need you to stay out of the way.

(ALICE GASPS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

I want you to know, it's your bravery...

Made me see.

See what?

What I need to do.

What are you doing?

What Prometheus did.

Whore-crotching.

Horcruxing. Oh.

Look, Jules, are you sure?

Julia, you could lose your power.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(CLATTERS)

(KEYS CLATTER)

(GASPING)

(SCREAMING)

Hurry. PENNY: You okay?

Okay, okay.

Hey, I got you. I got you.

Come on.

Are you okay?

It hurt.

And I'm not connected to anything anymore.

I got you. MARGO: Are you guys ready?

Match it with the key.

Let's do this.

(UNLOCKS)

(RUMBLING)

(WATER GURGLING)

ELIOT: Dean Fogg?

(ALL GROANING)

Travel, Penny, I kill them all.

(IRENE LAUGHS)

(ALL GROANING)

DEAN: Irene...

We do have a deal.

Unless you want to have a problem with the Library.

(ALL GASPING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

LIPSON: The very essence is altered

by the slightest deviation in finger position.

Watch closely.

The difference is in the position of the right middle finger.

(SIGHS)

Sorry, looks like we're having another...

Power issue.

The rations are wholly inadequate.

I can't even assign homework!

Do the best you can.

I'll attempt to renegotiate for our supply.

How?

I'm afraid we can't revisit your supply until next quarter.

I've spoken to the Board.

Which Board?

North American Fourth District.

Calgary enrollment

hasn't bounced back the way we have.

They're barely using 2I3 of their allotment,

and they've offered it to us.

Both you and they need to bring a written request to...

In triplicate.

You'll have a decision by the 31 st.

Excellent.

There's just one more request.

My answer hasn't changed.

She made a deal with us, then broke it.

Unlike the others,

she belongs to the Library.

I just would like to see her.

Please.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Where are they?

Per the deal, as struck with The Order,

safe.

No, no, no, no, no, they're not.

Alice, the McAllistairs can't find them,

and if they try,

the Library's retribution will be swift.

Not the McAllistairs! That thing!

It can jump bodies, I told you.

You should know,

that alone is a very dangerous ability.

If they don't know who they are,

if they don't have magic, they can't protect themselves.

Okay.

Hypothetically,

this thing gets loose.

Why would it go after them?

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

It's seen them.

It knows magic is back.

It knows they're Magicians, even if they don't.

Mmm-hmm. Mmm-hmm.

Sophie, hit pause on your idiocy for a sec.

Janet?

Hi, I'm Isaac.

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

You're late. Me, too.

Uh, luckily, I don't recognize the legality of red lights.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(INAUDIBLE)

(MAN SINGING)

Quentin.

I found you.

Oh, uh...

No, sorry, I'm Brian.

Do a card trick for me, Quentin.

(CHUCKLES)

Come on.

Will you play with me?

Uh, I'm sorry, I think you've got me

mistaken for somebody else,

but I... You know...

ALICE: I saw it.

I've felt it!

Even the gods are afraid of it.

This is your fault, just as much as it is mine.

Get me out of here!

Help me stop it.

(MAN SINGING)

Don't be scared.

This is great!

There's so much for us to do together.

I can't wait to get started

on all the people

who really deserve our wrath.

Um, no, look, please, I'm not...

This is gonna be so fun.

I think anything is more fun when you do it with a friend.

(MAN SINGING)

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