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00:48:49
Jason Ralph, Stella Maeve, Hale Appleman
13
I have gifted you my bestowal,
my largesse, the seed of my power.
God. Jules!
Smells like an outhouse in here.
trickster of the faithful, the pure of heart,
Plus headstone, unmarked graves.
and make haggis of any one of us.
and you'd think it would be centaur or something, right?
Granite statue, good likeness, mind the chin.
I knew it started as a blob of crazy magic energy floating in space
Made in haste, likely by a Hedge.
and loneliness, and magic.
Drugs, sex, food, booze.
In which we run into my favorite random, scary villain from the books,
and not just because, as I later found out, the air is .02% opium,
JULIA: Is that semen?
Your stalling tactic haven't gotten any less pathetic.
(WHISPERS) ...avert your gaze.
a bulldog named "Bristlycoat."
QUENTIN: And the ruler of Fillory can only be from Earth.
Spank my cheek. You're usually dead by now.
I was eight. Apprentice to my father.
Sometimes a stray vine just keeps coming back. It volunteers.
We summon a goddess.
where the book rewind to fill in all the blanks.
He snare me and my dear, departed Umber.
No, I just stab my own hand.
He lure me into a trap, of course.
nod like you're smart when you say incredibly obvious shit,
You scare the hell out of everybody.
inspire me to learn magic to fight her.
Kady, that was my hermit who heal your heart.
it just keeps scream that it's you.
He snared me and my dear, depart Umber.
You killed Umber. And you trap Ember.
I gather the crowd you usually hang with
If you survive, see to it that I get a proper temple in my honor.
KADY: Spells only work if you channel 100% clean.
From the first moment you pray, I felt your body.
QUENTIN: I admit, I was 100% sure that I was definitely the High King.
Fillory's magic belong to no one, not even a god.
The kind of monster who destroy childhood.
Every time that Jane reset the loop,
The Chatwins, they mostly get chase around
I gather the crowd you usually hang with
"Enchanted this to find you if you ever arrive.
Crudely made.
nods like you're smart when you say incredibly obvious shit,
Well, I can barely travel me.
Bottling our emotions, literally.
we could get to the present and back to my friends somehow,
QUENTIN: We'd hoped that Martin was still out there somewhere,
Apparently, it wasn't enough.
QUENTIN: I admit, I was 100% sure that I was definitely the High King.
Us being together and falling apart,
This is taking forever.
Indeed, I grew up to be just a touch stronger than that Watcher Woman.
QUENTIN: Previously on The Magicians...
MARTIN: So, what exactly did we promise the knife-maker last night?
Shall we go fuck some shit up?
Sometimes a stray vine just keeps coming back. It volunteers.
I'm so fucking bored, children of Earth.
finally going to make my life
could you zoom us forward
Still not sure I quite understand
JOSH: So much less idiotic, it's almost good.
Outside you there is no place to go
I would actually go there and seek out the gods themselves.
now I'm going to do that thing I kind of hate
Makes certain instinctual sense, I guess.
Okay, I have a much less idiotic idea.
Plus headstones, unmarked graves.
The mediocre are always so sentimental.
Roaring success, and a twofer.
You know, he grew a little aggravated
The mediocre are always so sentimental.
It's so insignificant.
in horrid, arid, cake-deficient Loria,
Your stalling tactics haven't gotten any less pathetic.
to be invisible primarily for budgetary reasons.
I am miserable.
If I die while he's balling himself limp,
QUENTIN: I know! Shocking, right?
Q, what if it was literal?
which is a pretty unfair trick to get you to love a place,
I'm so fucking bored, children of Earth.
There's a patch on your friend's memory, quite crude.
I see. Do I die doing something brave?
Julia. You dumb little witch.
Because it's invisible.
Brilliant. Thank you, witch and fool. Ta-ta!
so, hunters have sort of an ethical dilemma.