The Magicians

Previously on "The Magicians"...

When the moment comes, do it.

Mayakovsky told you what your discipline is?

Repair of small objects.

You did always excel at Minor Mendings.

- I want you in my life. - I want that too.

The Binder knew Julia had many questions,

and he knew the answer.

So you can help me become a goddess again.

You're hoarding magic, trying to become a god?

By becoming one of them,

I can rip their secrets away from them.

I redirected the power I need into a reservoir.

You're saying Josh is a fuckin' fish?

This should fix the whole fish deal.

I'll bring Eliot back.

My sister... I need to find her body.

- So the Monster took Julia. - We need to find them.

We have the axes and the demon bottles.

- You have the incorporate bond. - Casting an incorporate bond

strong enough to hold a god

would take an insane amount of power.

The question is who put us here?

Our parents.

They're more vulnerable than you think,

if we can get to their realm.

We had a key, the scroll.

Julia, if you're in there, I'm sorry.

Hey, monster...

lady.

Adorable. So determined.

Maybe I'll keep you as pets.

Then again, I like my pets strong,

and you're weak.

You're already fading, aren't you?

It worked. Cue the bond.

I don't know how long it's going to hold.

We need to get to Brakebills.

I have something that can help.

- We need to get her help. - Wait, where's Eliot?

We don't even have enough. We have to go back

- to the Reservoir. - After we get her to a doctor.

No, he's right. We have to go to the reservoir.

She's right.

Always gotta be a fucking twist.

In my office, under my desk, trap door,

Popper 22 to unlock. Don't put your hand in there.

Temperature's at absolute zero.

Should slow her down a bit. Go!

You're okay.

You wanna hurry that up?

Give her something for the pain at least!

Yeah, I just did. Twice.

Damn it.

Here, my last one. Use it on her.

You'll be okay. Stay with me.

Thank you, Henry.

Restraints, please!

You're okay. What's happening to her?

So her body, which is very weird,

it keeps trying to close the wound

which is heavily enchanted

because the weapon was also very weird,

and it just tears itself right back open again.

- Well, make it stop! - I hadn't thought of that.

Thank you.

I will use this to keep her comfortable and...

How long is she gonna be like this?

We are not in what I would call

charted territory right now.

I think I might know someone.

It was a difficult choice for Penny 23

to even call upon The Binder.

The Binder was certain, however,

that Penny 23 had made the right choice.

Julia, The Binder explained,

would remain in a cycle of wounding, agony for millennia.

Her body required transformation.

Luckily...

this was The Binder's...

expertise.

Well, great. Let's get on with it.

The Binder needed direction:

Initiate her long and arduous journey

to full goddesshood

or revert her body to that of a mere human?

If it was up to me, that'd be a no brainer.

Yeah, but it's not.

It should be her choice.

The Binder paused for Julia to make that choice.

Then dryly noted she wasn't in a talking mood.

The Binder assumed he was speaking with her husband

- or master? - No. No!

And yet the decision had to be made...

surely not, The Binder reasoned,

by this spinster nursemaid.

Uh, I run this hospital, book.

Still, The Binder replied,

stating the obvious to the strident female,

someone needed to choose for Julia.

Reed's Mark.

Best of bad options. Damage was done.

I'd rather not die, so it's fine on that level,

but also...

look, I've no interest in being Batman,

but there comes a point

when even selfish bros need to mobilize.

Six hedges in the last 48 hours were pulled into vans

by men wearing gray.

Woke up at home with Reed's Marks.

Jesus.

The Library just stopped pretending.

They're rounding us up.

We need you.

You know what I wanted to do with my life?

To be?

Penny's goddamn girlfriend.

I acted tough, but all I wanted was him.

You're human.

I'm weak.

Kady, die when less people need you.

- Hey. - Hey.

Honestly, I feel like I've been run over

by six or eight trucks, but I'm fine.

And by fine, you mean...

What does it look like?

We need to talk about the Monster.

His sister. I saw her plan,

her goal. It's way worse than slaughtering the entire Library.

They want to take it up with their parents, the Old Gods.

Wait, what... what does that even mean?

I don't know, and neither does she.

She just knows it would feel good to kill them

and eradicate us in some sort of insane nuclear winter

which she could give negative three shits about.

Do they know how to get to the Old Gods?

They found a spell in the Library.

It opens a door to their plane.

My guess is the Monster wants to find his sister,

finish the plan, kill the Old Gods

or get smashed to a pulp trying.

That means smash Eliot.

The upside to them inhabiting our bodies is...

she left this in my pocket.

Whatever's in this is sure to unlock the door.

Holy shit, well done.

Well, shit, I was ready to give up.

Welcome back.

Oh, oh!

- Towel? - Uh, yeah. Thank you.

So was it weird being a fish?

It felt, uh,

very... natural.

The weird part was...

How you were so incredibly selfless

and, no offense, sweet.

Which is...

Not on brand? I know.

Anyone who really knows me

knows that I'll do anything if I love you.

Listen, Hoberman, don't be stupid.

I'm not actually fun or easy when I'm in love.

Fun and easy are overrated.

Oh, Christ.

- Not my day. - Oh! Uh...

Oh, hi! Sorry, I just un-fished.

So anyone else super hungry?

I... I... I'm craving fishsticks.

Is that weird? You know what? I'm just gonna go with it.

Where's Eliot?

Did you do it?

We got one so far.

You didn't save Eliot, did you?

Of course you didn't.

You cocked it up trying to save Julia.

That bitch has a bulletproof body.

- Not anymore. - We don't even know

- if Eliot's still alive. - Yeah, it was a shit-show.

You don't even know what the hell was going on.

You had one fucking job...

- Yeah, fuck off, Margo. - Oh, Jesus Herbert

Walker Christ... you're predictable, you know that?

Whoa!

What the shit?

Oh, my God!

It just came out of me so strong.

Guys, I think I have some special

fish magicks.

Oh, act out, right?

Or you touched the Reservoir, and you got dosed up.

Yeah, that makes a thousand times more sense.

But still pretty act out worthy, no?

Hello, Kady.

How are you, Zelda?

I understand you're angry.

No, see, that'd require actual human feelings.

- Kady. - You piece of shit

pearl-clutching sociopathic...

None of this was calculated on my part.

Everett?