The Magicians

Previously on "The Magicians."

I need your help.

Those who go into the Mirror World Rarely find their way out.

- Who's in the Mirror World? - My daughter.

What you need to do is pull her out.

I might have something.

It turns an ordinary object

into sort of a beacon.

Thank you, Alice.

Truly.

There was some fallout

from your tracker coins. Several hedges died.

Today we learned the true danger we're in.

What about Penny?

He still, uh, sweating you?

He's not sweating me.

I was a goddess and now I'm just your friendly neighborhood

bulletproof vest.

It would be best for you

that you make this state You find yourself in temporary.

Have any advice on how I do that?

You must seek the Binder.

A monster possessed you and is inhabiting your body.

What?

There's a door hidden deep in a forgotten remembrance.

Q, it's me. It's Eliot.

I'm alive in here.

Tell me my destiny.

A moment will come to protect the future of Fillory.

A moment to stand beside the High King

and then dethrone her.

Take her crown then.

Even if that means drenching it in her blood.

Hedge witches of the world,

this is your wake up call.

The Library has turned the flow

of ambient magic down to a trickle.

We fight for scraps.

It's time to cull the herd.

Defend yourself. Go on.

Throw something at me.

Cast anything,

this is what the worm does.

Try to remove it...

same effect.

We will find you.

We will infect you.

You've been warned.

Stop doing magic.

It's not for you.

Fuckers call themselves Serpent.

Branding's a B minus but

they are very much for real.

Wards are no help.

Last guy was attacked in broad daylight in his own kitchen.

Kady, it's Alice.

Can you let me in? I'm just here to talk.

Oh, good. So, you don't need the...

Crowbar.

Hi. Go to hell.

- Bye. - Wait, no, I'm coming in.

So hit me or hear me out.

You're trying to fight the Library.

Yeah, no, I'm not.

Well, they're calling you the new Marina.

Actually, they are calling you that.

Mostly even in good terms.

Hi. Listen.

We're not trying to step on the foot of big government.

We're just trying to, you know,

not die.

But you are doing something.

And I was inside the Library, okay?

I can help.

Look, I've been on an apology tour. Would you like to hear my speech?

No.

- Why do you want to help? - None of us went on that quest

so good people would have to be

slaves for the Library just to get a little magic.

I wanna fix it.

At least help.

I feel better.

So, we're having a crisis.

You can help, you can stay.

Damn.

Hi, my name's Pete, by the way.

I had no idea hedges were taking it this far.

So the Library turned down the ambient.

Is that how this started?

They did more than that.

Mandatory cards, bans,

meters in houses...

I've seen those.

What's your plan?

Well, we know this will keep happening If everyone's starving.

Well, I helped open a pipe in Modesto,

- But we can't get anywhere near that right now. - That was you?

Do you have any I...

What... I... we didn't blow anything up,

and we definitely didn't know anybody else would.

But you're right. You can't just open one.

You have to open 50, 100.

Everywhere. You need a...

You need a map of the entire system.

We're listening.

Junction boxes.

Drop a tracer.

Follow the pipe. Map the system.

Look for weak spots. Spots with the most magic.

Great, how do we find a box?

Well, the one person I knew who could help us, the Library took her.

Okay, so we need another way to get at a box.

We need a mole.

Recruit a mole inside the most powerful institution in the multiverse?

Sure, why not?

Stop doing magic.

It's not for you.

Is this even a Library matter?

Hedges murdering each other in the streets is a security concern.

Can we use the tracker deweys?

They stopped using those. They're not idiots.

Just psychopaths, then. So we continue to do nothing till what?

They start putting blood worms in card-carrying magicians?

We need a middle ground solution.

Temporary cure.

Reed's Mark.

I fail to see how hedges will interpret such as empathetic.

Agreed.

They might feel we're taking away their defenses.

Well, get a blood worm and cast, you boil alive.

So there's that.

Reed's Mark would prevent them from triggering the parasite,

even accidentally.

I'm barely aware half the time I cast little things.

Still, they'd never submit to it.

It would be voluntary.

For those already infected,

and those living in fear.

No paperwork, no questions asked.

Then once this...

Serpent group have been dealt with,

the mark is removed free of charge.

Sound.

I second.

Those opposed?

Motion passed.

Reed's Mark it is.

Anyone can be turned with the right leverage.

Well, it'll have to be someone high up in the Library.

Everyone's got a weak spot.

Mom, what's wrong?

What do you mean, inside?

Text me a picture.

Guys?

- What the fuck is going on? - What is she saying?

What?

What do you mean, you're in pieces?

- Guys, I think we have our leverage. - Okay.

How is it possible?

Is it shards?

No. It'll add up to the real her.

The beacon summoned the true Harriet.

It's just she's been in the mirror world so long.

It's a crazy place.

Something must have happened to her and shattered her Into three pieces.

And you, your mother, and I, we were the ones that made the beacon, so...

a part of her came to each of us.

So, what do you want?

The nearest pipe junction box.

Why would I ever... after Modesto...

Because you want your daughter.

Look, we are trying to stop what's happening out here.

More magic will lower the body count,

or this situation you created

blows up into a full-on war.

You put more out there

for anyone...

Hedges have always self-policed.

I consider it my full-time responsibility.

You have my word.

Your proposal is very risky.

So is putting Harriet back together.

But I can do it. Can you?

I can fix her.

If you give Kady the box.

Fine, we have a deal.

A moment? It's urgent. Sorry.

We'll give you a moment.

Alice, walk with me. A few details.

- An entire safe house? - In ten minutes,

everybody was infected.

Half of them are dead.

We have to find that guy in that stupid mask.

Now.

- Okay, start some locators. - Uh, casting spells

in the current socio-political climate is, uh...

I much prefer option B which is...

this guy gets Reed's Mark

and waits until this mushroom cloud dissipates.

You can't be serious.