Eliot: I vote that we don't touch it on the grounds that exploding Fillory wouldn't help. Quentin: Okay. We need a new plan. Margo: What plan? The Beast is gone. Our squad is a joke. What plan, exactly? Eliot: We'll figure it out. We always do. Margo: When it's a test to cheat on. Not when we're stuck in some epic fantasy that likes to behead heroes halfway through season one. If we even are heroes. We might be comic relief.
