Previously on "The Magicians"...
This school exists for a single and timeless purpose: to reveal your innate abilities and hone them to the highest degree.
Holy sh1t. I'm doing this.
There you are.
All we can do is... make them Magicians.
That's not enough.
Marina didn't betray my mom.
She cleaned up her mess.
Cut to now Marina has to demand that I steal sh1t ten times a week.
Wait, you know who has a ton of new stuff?
911, what's your emergency?
You are a traveler.
It's a terrible, life-destroying burden.
I designed it myself.
Works by binding your body to Earth.
You must bare yourself in the presence of another magical adept and expose your utmost truth.
I'm falling in love with you.
I only flirted with you that first day because you looked useful, and you were.
We stole a lot of sh1t. So there it is.
It's all a lie.
Alice, I-- ugh!
M.E. thinks it was some kind of very rare brain hemorrhage.
Your friend have a history of that kind of thing?
She wasn't my friend.
Then why are you crying?
I don't know.
Anyway, you're free to go.
Somebody waiting out here to pick you up.
Says she's your sister.
That happened, right?
We flew... here to Antarctica?
I don't want to lose it-- how it felt.
I--it-- the sky, it, uh--
It's like you could feel it inside the air.
Part of it-- all of it, like--
Everything fit... all by itself.
Penny, can we--
I never sh1t so much in my life.
But at least I got to eat bugs, so...that.
Now snow. God, I hate snow.
Hey, you were told to report here, right?
By that TA or whatever?
I saw him herd another six or seven kids into the library.
So what is this then?
We're here to study with Mayakovsky.
Who I hear is crazy.
You heard wrong.
I do not ask and I do not order twice.
I hate you.
I hate all of you.
And you know why?
It's the Hammer Charm of Legrand.
We know this.
I hate all of you because you don't know anything.
You learn magic like parrot learns Shakespeare: tricks for birdseeds.
You are all clever pets.
What is the Hammer Charm of Legrand?
It's, um-- it's the--
One day your looks will be gone like that and unless there's a brain behind those batting eyelashes you will be selling oranges at an off-ramp.
It's a spell that makes nails go into boards perfectly straight.
You think you know how to do this, I assure you, you do not.
Ein saat schlug tief--
Your voices are your enemies.
A great Magician-- and as you gaze into your mirrors in the coming years, you may recall that I was the last great Magician you ever saw, a great Magician is magic in his bones, blood, heart, and dick.
Or lady parts. Whatever.
Does this say "Ibiza"?
Yes, but this... screams "Ibiza."
Hey, so Ibiza...
Is a place--
That we're going to.
I'm hearing Encanto Octulo this year is gonna be, like, off the chain, but you have to be invited by people who've been...
And you guys have both been.
Margo, you look so beautiful.
[whispering] Uh, I--I can't even--
I got this.
Tell me your name again.
Here's the thing.
Encanto Oculto is a solid week of sun, drugs, and magical art.
Time stops, reality bends, and you f*ck five times a day.
On a bad day.
[chuckles] It sounds awesome.
It is, Todd.
It is awesome, but honestly, you'd end up in a corner alone.
Bitter. Bumming everyone out.
Like last year at the bacchanal.
Poor-- Wait, what was his name?
How weird is that?
Todd, you don't want to end up like the other Todd.
What happened to him?
He just wasn't meant to be there.
He moped and whined and brought everything down.
Okay, we were a little wrecked, and for fun, someone-- someone not us...
No, not us.
Turned Todd into a pig.
And we ate him.
Wait, are you guys messing with me right now?
Well, I'm just gonna...
Oh, my God.
Last thing: the regalo.
The gift to the elders footing the bill for the debauchery.
Right. What did we get them last year?
An actual, working bag of dicks.
Right. It was lame.
You got anything?
[sighs] I wrote something down.
These TA's were whispering, so I figured it had to be good.
They were talking about--yes.
"How to make magical gin."
Mmm, gin and tonic.
No one kicks that out of a party.
Good, but this you hatey.
I only got part of the spell.
We have to dig out the rest in the library.
Why don't you two just f*ck?
Then try this: work!
I'm fine, okay I'm just-- [sighs]
I got hooked up with some sketchy people, but I'm fine. Okay?
I'll get to this tomorrow.
Blood's not going to come out of that sweater.
You should just throw it out.
For getting me home.
I'll call you.
To make sure you're okay.
You really don't have to do that, I'm--
The blankets still here?
What is this?
I flunked Arabic.
I got an A.
Well, partly because I paid for the exam answers in nipple clamps.
Bag Of Dicks is sounding awful good.
Ooh, copy that.
She means "Hi."
Are you guys trying to translate Arabic because I aced it here?
I mean, it was a couple years ago, but--
Cry for help.
By all means, congratulate yourselves.
You are both such winners.
Possibly your first intelligent communiqué.
You should have been rendered mute long ago.
Now you're probably wondering, "What next?"
Bujold's Nail Extraction, that's what.
You need help.
You can't keep going like this.
You have no idea what you're talking about.
This is just like Daddy.
Daddy was a drunk.
He was crazy. I'm not--
James told us he's worried.
Well, let me bring you up to speed.
James doesn't remember me... at all.
He called last month.
Said the reason you dropped out was your recovery.
Well, so much for "anonymous," right?
He cares, Julia. So do I.
It's why I left eight messages.
I mean if I had known that you were--
Mom knows you got arrested.
She has to keep this out of the papers.
She just got elected to the board of the Met and is trying to close on a new co-op.
Of course she is.
She said you're gonna get help, or--
You tell her that I'm not Daddy. I'm not crazy.
She's not sticking me someplace to rot where she stuck him.
She's not gonna let go of this.
Well, I'm sorry, what can she do?
You know, I'm an adult.
Who disappeared, confessed to being on drugs, got arrested.
You think she doesn't go to the opera with ten judges who would happily commit you?
[whispering] f*cking bitch.
Right down to her lizard pumps.
But I'm not.
I love you and I can keep her away and get you help.
Just please let me.
I called a place.
They can take you tomorrow.
You remain because you're best.
[snaps fingers] You may now speak.
You remain silent?
Perhaps you're teachable after all.
As that which you will now learn, few know and even fewer understand.
Are your first subjects.
Uh... isn't that kind of unethical?
I mean, even if they're bugs, they're alive.
They have free will.
We've been taught not to try to control living things.
How was your lunch today?
Excellent boeuf bourguignon, no?
And how much free will was exerted by the cow?
Mind control is in everything, everywhere.
We make only one choice: are you the controller or controlled?
You do not like the moth I see.
That which you hate-- or fear, will motivate you to enslave it.
You're also Traveler?
What idiot marked you there? Don't tell me.
A well-meaning educator.
It's saving my life.
It's chaining you to a rock.
You are free.
More free than almost anyone in this universe or any other. Ah.
Where you think you're sticking that?
They told you not to travel, eh?
Too unpredictable, too hard to control--
Yeah, because it is. I got zero control.
I don't--I don't even have a decent sense of direction.
Is like telling eagle to fear heights.
I teach you to soar.
So, um-- so, so you know Rick?
Oh, my God, Rick is-- is great.
This magic gin better make us see unicorns that fart rainbows.
Guys, we have a lot of work to do here.
Okay, that was weird.
Yeah, I was in my hometown in--in Florida.
Weird. Dull. Again.
Maybe Afghanistan. There were guys with guns.
Um, I think I saw a drone.
Which you survived. Gold star.
Well, you seem to be the only ones who can't complete the task.
In one case, surprising.
We try something new.
The rings are wired to zap.
Bug flies into ring.
Your fate is now tied to the lowest form of sentient life.
I deem that... appropriate.
Let's just get one.
Whoa, I am so-- Oh, my God, I'm so sorry.
I--I-- I don't, um--
I'm--I'm-- I'm sorry, really sorry--
Is that vodka?
You want me to flunk him so you can pass this test with flying colors alone?
Ha, yes! Yeah!
Oh, my God.
Where's the joy?
Why are you both determined to be so f*cking bland?
Wait, are you flunking us?
Sadly, I cannot.
Meet me in the entry at 5:00.
I almost, uh--
I almost died today and I--I realized I didn't want to die without knowing, so-- if you-- if you feel like telling me, I'm here.
I don't have to tell you anything.
I just have to drop my wards... let you in.
You can see everything.
Come on in.
[inhales, exhales deeply]
And she's the only person you love in the world.
Oh, my God.
You're too pretty.
Okay, listen, listen.
What if this--Marina?
Okay, what if she got this-- what if she got some serious sh1t?
I mean, like, really dope, one-of-a-kind magic.
Maybe it'd buy you out. For good.
It'd have to be pretty amazing.
It is. I've seen it.
I'd just like to point out that for the record, you guys basically did nothing except each other.
Todd was more helpful than you.
Don't. I'm just using you for effect.
You're right, Margo. I'm sorry.
Listen, I really hope we get a chance to get to know each other.
We'll give it a whirl after Ibiza... maybe.
Shall we magic some gin?
[sighs] Well, that was underwhelming.
Oh, yeah, smart guy?
Todd-- ice, olives, stat!
Not gin-- G-I-N.
This summons a djinn- D-J-I-N-N.
Shut up, Todd.
Wait, this could be great.
I mean, if he grants wishes for real, and we bring him to Ibiza, I mean-- that's a f*ckin' regalo!
Okay, this genie totally gets me.
Remove your clothes.
Oh, come on.
You think this is the worst it can be for you?
Being out there without fur...
Uh... this isn't gonna be weird, is it?
It doesn't have to be.
How am I supposed to know? This was your idea.
The genie looked at you. He was talking to you.
I don't even know what he said.
It was Arabic.
He said, "Yes, Mistress, I understand," and then something I didn't get, and then, "I will do exactly that to him."
To him. To Mike.
What did you tell him to do?
You were right there.
I didn't say a word.
You didn't have to.
You uncorked him.
He could read your thoughts.
That is f*cking rude.
God damn it, Margo.
Okay, just... okay, nothing bad.
I just wanted Mike to go back to where he came from.
What does that even mean?
It would be the place where you first saw him...maybe?
You wished my boyfriend away.
Boyfriend? He's a random cock.
You are unbelievable sometimes.
Other people aren't supposed to get between us.
He didn't get between us.
I want him with us-- maybe.
What's so special about him?
What makes him more interesting than the last 10?
What the actual f-- ugh!
He'll only listen to you.
Put him back, Margo.
You don't have to say anything.
Oh, God. Shh.
Okay, baby, come here.
I don't get this part.
My full wish: that Mike would go back to where he came from and suck on some other knob.
Good enough to trade you out of Marina's hold?
Small enough for bird flight.
I'll go mix some paste for the spell.
A few minutes, we're flying again.
Your mental wards are quite strong, Sultry-But-Damaged.
I couldn't read anything until you dropped them for Penny.
Then I saw it all.
You have suffered much for your mother.
And I'm afraid it's not over.
Your mother is dead.
A spell of some kind gone wrong.
I only learned yesterday through the school and only just now realized who she was...to you.
How it all fit together.
You are now free of Marina.
But also... they know everything at Brakebills.
Who you are, what you've done.
You cannot go back.
I was forced.
Brakebills is not a forgiving place.
You deserve better than their punishment, which would be... extreme.
You're planning to fly tonight with Penny.
You need to think about his future as well.
His gifts are a curse.
Without training and practice, they could kill him.
What am I supposed to do?
What we all do each moment.
Eliot, come on.
We're gonna miss the opening orgy.
You're not even dressed.
I'm not going.
You're still mad?
I mean yes, but that's not why.
I--Mike--Ibiza's not really his thing, so...
And will be again, along with the million other things that are just us.
I only have one Bambi.
You're gonna miss me so hard, you won't be able to get it up.
That's probably true.
It's your lucky decade.
Pack a swimsuit.
Ground rules: you need to fit in, so don't talk.
See that she hydrates, wears sunblock, and waxes.
Mama's down south can get jungly.
And you're in charge of the genie.
Come back to bed.
Be right there...
Hey, where's Kady?
Who gives a sh1t?
I got you both to drop your fears and inhibitions.
For that you should be eternally grateful, but I give you more.
I give you your life's purpose.
Go and live to prove me wrong.
Love each other, be honest and kind, faithful and happy, and then, come back here in 50 years with your perfect family and gloat over my frozen corpse.
Why the fox?
Why not mollusk or firefly? Why?
The fox knows and I knew... everything I needed to survive was me and it's not just to survive, but to be happy.
I was... happy.
The fox is in you now-- both of you.
You really are a great teacher.