Julia: This was so insanely selfish.
Alice: I can’t sleep. I can barely breathe. I … I needed to fix something, finish something for him.
Julia: Well, you fucked up.

Yu-jin: You want to know if I drugged you? I left you my number. I showed up for a second date, which is big for me because I’m terrified of settling down. Oh, maybe I took a chance on you because you remind me of my cousin who I’ve been obsessed with since we were 13. Yes, my first cousin, but our mom’s a twin, so genetically my half-sister, which makes it worse. Why am I saying all of this?
Kady: Because I truffied your drink.
Yu-jin: You drugged me to see if I drugged you? You are insane, but I swear whatever happened to you, I didn’t do it. I mean I did some stuff to you, on you, I mean with you. The sex stuff because you asked for the record. God fucking truth serum.

Fen: Ooh, hey Josh, get in my Insta story.
Josh: Uh no, there is no Insta on Fillory.
Fen: But …
Josh: And so this is …
Fen: I have three bars.
Josh: We’re on a different planet. That’s not even … how do you have three bars?

Young Quentin: Endings are the worst part. Characters grow up, they move on, some of them die. It feels like …
Julia: Your best friend in the whole world has abandoned you. I’ve had this conversation before.
Young Quentin: So have I. The therapist my mom sends me to says I have transition anxiety as if it’s too much to ask that nothing ever change.
Julia: Well, your real friends won’t abandon you. That will never change.
Young Quentin: My best friend will start dating skeevy guys who smoke and spit, and she’ll forget I ever existed.
Julia: You’re just going to have to trust me on this one, but the skeevy guys thing, it’s just a phase. She needs you as much as you need her.

Eliot: So that’s it then?
Margo: In what conceivable universe is that it?
Eliot: I’m just saying, we’re doing all of this to save a man you ostensibly love who died of a bee sting because you forgot he was allergic.
Margo: What is your fucking point?
Eliot: I was gone. You were alone, and you hate being alone, so you grabbed the first dick that crossed your desk, and now you’re having a hard time letting go.
Margo: You think I should let go of our friends’ lives?
Eliot: I think you have a textbook case of cock blindness. You are Margo the Destroyer, not Margo the Pining Girlfriend.
Margo: I’m going to let your bullshit slide on the count of you being possessed by a homicidal monster, but I’m not changing my plan.

Yu-jin: How does a homemade psychic amplifier help if I’m not a psychic?
Penny: It lowers the bar just enough for the two of you to be able to connect your minds.
Kady: We’re both missing memories. If we combine the ones we have, it might be enough to give us an answer.
Yu-jin: Huh, so it’s like memory VR?
Penny: No.

Kady: You walk around having no idea what you do for a living.
Yu-jin: Why would I want that on my conscience?
Kady: Because that is what a conscience is for: to keep you from doing fucked up shit.
Yu-jin: The world is painful; that’s not going to change. So I use whatever crutch I have to keep going.

Margo: And you didn’t tell me?
Eliot: I’m not your subject; I’m your friend.
Margo: Fine, then what would you tell Josh to do? Run to the nearest dive and drink himself to death?
Eliot: Yes, I would run away because you try to save your friends, and they die anyway. You can’t stop the Takers, and you can’t stop the Dark King, and if we don’t focus on getting you out, you’re going to get decapitated. Fillory is fucked because it always is, and I don’t get why you keep trying to fix something that wants to be broken.
Margo: It may be broken, but it’s my home.
Eliot: It hasn’t been your home for 300 years.
Margo: You are right about one thing: I have gone soft. I’ve been telling myself if I can just keep Josh from dying, somehow I can get him and my kingdom back, but that’s not possible, is it?

Alice: I had this friend who I loved very much, and he died, and I didn’t get to say good-bye, and I honestly don’t know how I’m going to go on without him. And he gave me this gift I can never repay.
Young Quentin: What was the gift?
Alice: His life. He gave it up for mine. I brought you here because I wanted closure; I just wanted to fix something, finish something, for him. But the letter I showed you, you couldn’t read it.
Young Quentin: You’re skipping to the beginning of the book.
Alice: What?
Young Quentin: I can’t help you because you don’t want me to, because then your friend’s story is over. My dad says when I get sad about something it will end. I should just imagine this is the first page in a new book. The gift your friend gave you, it wasn’t his life; it was yours. That story just started. What?
Alice: I just shouldn’t be surprised that even at age 12, Quentin Coldwater is still the smartest person I know.

Penny: How are you feeling?
Kady: I thought that if I took on more power and more responsibility, that I’d want heroin less, but the truth is, when I thought I relapsed, I wasn’t disappointed. I wasn’t mad at myself. I was relieved. It gave me permission to relapse some more. Trying to lead the hedges, it’s only going to get harder. And I’m not sure I can do it without a crutch, which maybe means I shouldn’t do it at all.

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.