Alice: Quentin?
Young Quentin: Where am I? Where are my pants? If this is a dream – and it seems like it’s a dream – shouldn’t knowing it’s a dream wake me up? Unless it’s a lucid dream, like that episode of Voyager, or I’ve been kidnapped by aliens who are trying to get secrets out of me like that other episode of Voyager. Something wrong?
Alice: No, it’s just you sound like someone I used to know.

Eliot: This isn’t real.
Fen: Eliot. Hey.
Eliot: Hey. How are you talking right now?
Fen: I’m dead, not rude.
Eliot: Oh, you’re a ghost.
Fen: Am I?
Eliot: Sorry.
Fen: It’s hard to be mad. I was a terrible High King, or that’s what a lot of people screamed at me, and a lot of strangers screaming at you can’t be wrong.
Eliot: Right.
Fen: Eliot: This isn’t real.
Fen: Eliot. Hey.
Eliot: Hey. How are you talking right now?
Fen: I’m dead, not rude.
Eliot: Oh, you’re a ghost.
Fen: Am I?
Eliot: Sorry.
Fen: It’s hard to be mad. I was a terrible High King, or that’s what a lot of people screamed at me, and a lot of strangers screaming at you can’t be wrong.
Eliot: Right.
Fen: Anyhoo, they hung me. Fen out bitches.

Which one of you beefy twats built a Magician-proof dungeon? All right, let’s brute force this mother.

Margo

Fen: On the count of three, we charge.
Josh: I don’t have a weapon.
Fen: You are the weapon.
Josh: I’m just saying, you have two.
Fen: One, two, three, charge.

Fogg: There’s too much god damn magic. Yes, I know.
Julia: Some surges come and go, and hardly anyone notices.
Fogg: And sometimes it’s a cluster fuck of catastrophe and death.
Julia: I’m trying to figure out a pattern. Why some surges and not others.
Fogg: Well, if you’d had a proper Brakebills’ education, you’d know the answer: circumstances, dear – the phase of the moon, the nearest body of water. You must factor them all into your castings.
Julia: Even us filthy hedges know about circumstances.

Fogg: I may know someone who can help you. Professor X.
Julia: Wait, like the X-Men?
Fogg: No, she’s my ex-lover. I like calling her that because she hates it.

Yu-jin: Your friend is like if cocaine was a person.
Kady: It’s a hedge bar. That description fits half the people here.
Yu-jin: Not you.
Kady: What am I?
Yu-jin: A Mosad assassin undercover as a lumberjack.
Kady: And you play bass in a J-Pop cover band.
Yu-jin: Close. K-Pop.

Kady: Finally getting that GED?
Penny: Have some respect. I’m a professor.

Eliot: So what do you say? Wanna go back in time, save my friends, and unfuck history for old time’s sack?
Jane: If I change anything, it could undo every sacrifice we’ve all made to stop the Beast.
Eliot: Why did you build a workshop full of time travel gadgets if you aren’t willing to use them?
Jane: The lesson I’ve learned from a life of trying to change the past, is, well, you almost always make things worse.

Jane: Back when Quentin first came to Fillory, in the very first timeline, he was running from grief. His best friend had died tragically.
Eliot: Julia.
Jane: You, a victim of your own vices. I was worried that I was taking advantage of him, of his sorrow. So the first change I made was to save you, to see if he would still answer Fillory’s call, and he did, and then he died 39 times. I’d hoped this time would be different.
Eliot: It still could be. You saved him 39 times. Why not 40?
Jane: Because he won. If you took away his sacrifice, you’d lose everything that it brought you. Your life and the lives of everyone around you. Same with your friends Josh, and was it Flenn?
Eliot: It was not.
Jane: You have to let go of the past Eliot. Let the dead stay dead. Time is a motherfucker, isn’t it?

Young Quentin: Why are you staring at me?
Julia: Because. Holy shit.
Young Quentin: You look like somebody I know. My friend Julia. Her grandma.
Julia: Yeah, OK, great. Um, you know, I actually have to talk, so maybe you could go play with rocks or something.

Julia: So you built a golem out of living clay and used the book of Quentin’s life to fill it with his memories?
Alice: It’s not so crazy.
Julia: And then you animated the whole thing with his essence?
Alice: No, it’s just a tiny grain of Q’s soul that I pulled from the Underworld.
Julia: You wouldn’t help with a séance, and then you go and do this?
Alice: I knew it was risky, but it worked.
Julia: But it didn’t. That is not the Quentin you knew. How could you do something like this?

The Magicians Season 5 Episode 2 Quotes

Eliot: This isn’t real.
Fen: Eliot. Hey.
Eliot: Hey. How are you talking right now?
Fen: I’m dead, not rude.
Eliot: Oh, you’re a ghost.
Fen: Am I?
Eliot: Sorry.
Fen: It’s hard to be mad. I was a terrible High King, or that’s what a lot of people screamed at me, and a lot of strangers screaming at you can’t be wrong.
Eliot: Right.
Fen: Eliot: This isn’t real.
Fen: Eliot. Hey.
Eliot: Hey. How are you talking right now?
Fen: I’m dead, not rude.
Eliot: Oh, you’re a ghost.
Fen: Am I?
Eliot: Sorry.
Fen: It’s hard to be mad. I was a terrible High King, or that’s what a lot of people screamed at me, and a lot of strangers screaming at you can’t be wrong.
Eliot: Right.
Fen: Anyhoo, they hung me. Fen out bitches.

Alice: Quentin?
Young Quentin: Where am I? Where are my pants? If this is a dream – and it seems like it’s a dream – shouldn’t knowing it’s a dream wake me up? Unless it’s a lucid dream, like that episode of Voyager, or I’ve been kidnapped by aliens who are trying to get secrets out of me like that other episode of Voyager. Something wrong?
Alice: No, it’s just you sound like someone I used to know.