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There you are.

You're late.

I have a school to run. There are more important things.

It's always something with you, isn't it? It's always an emergency.

It's happening.

They're not even at break bills yet. I know.

Get them there.

Pray that they get little.

Something under their belts before he finds a way to them.

Your ability to think that we have the slightest molecule of control over

anything never ceases to amaze me. It's not that.

I want to try.

We? Look, this is your responsibility.

You have to get them ready.

Infants, they know nothing.

Especially, especially him.

I will do what I can.

And you know this.

I do know.

Yeah.

Just in case.

You still have an eye on our boy, don't you?

Yes. Great.

Not exactly.

Why not?

Where is he?

Well, I'm sure you're a kid at parties.

So, you think you're ready?

I do.

Why?

I feel better.

On admitting, you reported you couldn't concentrate, eat, get out of bed.

You said the feeling of not belonging anywhere was overwhelming.

It's not quite a hand if you're going to use CGI.

Well, I'm sorry. That's insulting to anyone who's ever done any kind of ghost

magic. And that you were the most useless person who ever lived.

And now?

You feel better?

It's the original version, the Danish version, that it's like, it's dark. It's

like a hundred times better because the Danish people, they're a, they're a,

they're a, they have a dark soul.

I mean, I get it.

Get?

You're a kid and your whole life's ahead of you and you have these notions.

about what life is and what it

could be.

But eventually you have to let all that go.

So that's what I'm going to do. That's what I'm doing.

It's a part of growing up, you know, selling the comic book collection and

getting serious.

You graduate soon.

And then?

I'm supposed to have a grad school interview on Tuesday.

Yeah.

Quentin. I'd really recommend further treatment.

Look, I've never threatened to hurt myself or anybody else.

So you can't make me stay.

Can you?

The Chatwin twins and their older brother had been sent to a countryside.

From a young age, Martin Chatwin had a gloomy nature.

And to combat his melancholy, he would lose himself in stories of wonder.

So he knew that he would have trouble convincing his brother and sister that

this was no fantasy.

Rupert wounded in the war and the first Chatwin to put away childish things.

And Jane, the family skeptic.

This was Fillory.

End of magic.

Rupa! Martin!

Have a look at this!

Martin thought they needed Fillory.

No.

Fillory needed them.

It is here that our story begins.

But be warned.

This adventure is no mere children's tale.

Where'd she go?

Yeah, the girl in the rainbow shorts.

Yeah, you just missed her. And?

Not my type.

Dude, she was wearing a unicorn t -shirt. She's clearly into fantasy.

How would you know? You're in here reading obscure fantasy.

And she's out there.

Honestly, like 73 of her.

I'm kind of waiting for you to finish reading the books you've already read

times and come out of your room. I'm about to. It's just the first edition.

And I am looking at it one last time before I sell it on eBay.

Oh, I'm sorry. This is a serious conversation. Should I sit down?

Called you.

All weekend.

Where were you?

I was at my dad's. I got angsty prepping for the interview, and I... I fled from

the magical hills of Jersey.

Don't do it.

Never.

Oh, my God.

My girl.

My friend.

Have you no decency?

Not even a little.

Excellent. Three ways.

Okay,

we have got to pull you together. This is it.

I'm still high.

You know what?

It's only the alumni interview. Right.

And it's only Yale.

Right. Lester, Ivy. And honestly, it's probably like anyone conscious of

philosophy. Philosophy conscious of the detriment.

So I'm good.

You're great.

Yeah, you can go.

I'm an angel protecting the future, Popla.

Take no shit.

Yes, ma 'am.

Hello?

Um... It's quitting cold water.

For the...

grad school interview?

I don't believe it.

Holy shit.

He's dead.

Why, look at him. He was a big... I'm sorry?

Why, did you kill him?

No, Jesus.

Just kidding.

Can we go now?

Wait.

I think he left something for you.

Here, go on.

Oh, look at that.

Fillory and Furler, book six, The Magician. Look at the date.

1952. All right, please.

There are five Fillory books, Julia. Five. Yeah, I know, Quentin. Everyone

knows. There's always good rumors of a sixth book that disappeared. Yeah, I

know. There's just some stupid rumors off a superfan message board. Come on,

don't be naive. Maybe, but maybe it's... What? It's a very special art project

that the dead guy made up? Because, I don't know, you wrote your admissions

essay on the glory of Fillory? Come on, Q.

Come on. No, you have to stop.

Stop what? You can't run away hard enough, can you?

What happened to giving up on the Fillory house?

You used to like Fillory.

Yeah, I liked it. I loved it. You got me into it, Julia. I learned magic tricks

just to keep up with you. It was our thing.

Yeah, it was our thing, and it was fun, silly, nerdy bullshit, and it got us

through high school. I'm just a silly bullshit nerd then, huh? Hey, I'm not

saying that. I never seemed to bother you until right around the second you

James.

I know where you were all weekend.

At the hospital?

No.

I feel exactly like you did the last time.

Life is raw. Everybody medicates.

No. Life is starting.

For real.

Look, I am just saying that you are good at so much stuff.

Take something.

Please.

Start living your life.

I gotta go.

I love you. Call me.

Quinton Coldwater?

Uh -huh.

I'm Elliot.

You're late.

Follow me.

Um, okay.

Um, hey.

Where am I? Upstate New York.

Upstate, but I wish to... Hey.

Okay, what is this place?

Brakebills University, you've been offered a preliminary exam for entry

graduate program.

Am I hallucinating?

If you were, how would asking me help?

Come on, or you'll miss it.

Ladies!

Be seated.

Welcome.

You may address me as Dean.

I know you have questions.

They will be answered in time.

Now, your only job is to pass the examination before you.

Begin.

Please report to this next room for your final examination.

Thank you.

Next.

Please report to this next room for your final examination.

Thank you.

Jules. Oh, my God, Kim.

Oh, my God.

Why did you get here?

Well, I can't really explain that.

No, me neither. It was so weird. I went into an elevator, and then I got out of

the elevator. Oh, yeah, thank God. Thank God. Thank God what? No, thank God that

you're confused, too. I just started these new meds today, and I thought

maybe... Stop talking, please.

Stay focused.

You've just been given an examination of your magical aptitude.

Magical?

We had reason to believe you possessed certain nascent abilities.

Okay.

I mean...

I used to think that... And perhaps you did at one time.

Regrettably, you failed the written exam.

I'm here to prepare you to go home.

What? It's all right.

We'll provide an alibi for your missing time. That test was crazy.

Any sane person... I mean, all the questions kept changing.

Be that as it may.

Don't you want students who make actual inquiry instead of just accepting like

sheep?

I'm sorry.

Can I start over?

Please.

I can't just go to Yale if I know this place exists.

Which is why I'm going to make sure that you don't remember a thing.

This won't hurt a bit.

Quentin.

Let's see some magic.

Magic. Real magic.

Please.

Hey.

Quentin.

Do you like this place?

You have a gut feeling that... Something special?

You want to go back to Columbia?

That pointless, miasmic march to death you call life?

Family that never calls and friends that don't really get you and feeling alone

and wrong until it crushes you.

No.

Then quit.

Stop it!

Oh my god.

Holy shit.

I am doing this.

I wouldn't.

Playing with time is such difficult magic.

You'll just make it worse.

Jane Chatwin.

From the books.

Make what worse?

And it won't stop him coming.

Who? The Beast.

You're in the school.

He's going to find you.

You're the one he wants.

You have to learn.

Learn what? What do you... Look down.

You're on the garden path.

Stay on. The beast will kill you.

Kill everyone.

Step off the path or...

Magic is real.

But you've gathered that, haven't you? Have I?

Three -year program, graduate -level studies program begins immediately.

How did you find me?

Globes. Sense magic.

It's not always right, so we test it.

How did my friend do, Julia?

I'm afraid she didn't make the cut.

And my apologies for the rocky road. We certainly didn't intend for Bob to die

on you.

The alumni guy. He works for you.

Is he murdered?

Snuck a box of Oreos.

Magicians can't eat Oreos.

Diabetics can't have Oreos.

And the paramedic who gave me Fillory Book Six?

Right. Scout. Freelance. Sort of.

Any more questions?

I've got another 24 of you today.

Um, okay.

So, be a magician?

Is that illegal?

Are you guys trying to take over the world?

This school exists for a single and timeless purpose. To reveal your innate

abilities and hone them to the highest degree.

Now, what you do with it after that is entirely up to you. If you want to take

over the world, we don't teach that, but give it a go.

Quentin, I need an answer.

Friends and family will be given the exciting news of your early acceptance

prestigious master's program. And with a little illusion work, all their

questions will be answered.

Good.

Now, your meds.

Winton, you haven't been depressed.

You've been alone.

And you are not crazy.

You're angry.

And you are correct.

Everyone.

Everyone medicates.

Out there.

Here, we hope you won't need to.

Um... Are you my, uh...

What up, roomie?

Uh, hey, I had a, okay, um, I had a notebook right here if you'll read

book six.

And you what, you think I stole it?

Some dumbass kid's book?

Where do you have all that nerd boy dragon porn shit anyway? Are you 12?

This is the interruption you've been waiting for. Hi, I'm Margo.

This is him.

Hmm.

He's not that cute.

So, first years live in these dorms. Then, depending on your talent, you go

the house with your emphasis.

Or you flunk out, in which case, bye -bye. But you wouldn't care, because you

won't remember.

Good morning, Professor.

Physical kids, telekinesis, move shit, lift shit.

Most can fly.

Also, magnificent heart ears. Do not come by our house if you have anything

important to do the next morning.

Then there's illusion, healing, nature, knowledge.

Psychic. You know what they are?

Okay, we heard that.

Eat shit, Elliot.

Like I said.

What, who are they?

Don't. You'll scare the child.

Maybe he should be scared.

You're so dramatic.

That is what's left of the third year class.

We're 20, now 4.

No one knows why.

They're just gone.

Hmm, rumor has it, killed.

Or flunked. Or got bored.

Or died 16 perfectly natural deaths, whatever.

We all find this waver, hope you read yours. It says, spellwork is not

to murder you, and if so, oh well.

To stay on the garden path, kid.

Yeah.

Wait, did you say the garden path?

Yeah, enough maudlin blah.

Let's go find something magic to smoke.

At the exam, each of you did magic.

What was inside you was coaxed.

The question is, who can grow this magic into something more?

Who can be a magician?

Alice, please.

Ooh, looks serious.

Please.

An artist is at work.

The answer is yes.

Until you pass out and then again when you wake up.

Did you just remember? Nah.

It's just a guess.

One of those every year.

One of what?

Overachiever. Shy.

Yet knows they're smarter than everyone, therefore everyone hates them.

Yeah, Alice, like... I don't know how she does it.

That's Alice Quinn?

Yeah. Don't bother trying to compare yourself.

I heard she comes from a whole family of magicians.

It's good to be aware the world is inherently unfair.

Act accordingly.

Hey, Alice!

Come join us! Make some friends. Take a load off.

Poor little magic girl.

Hey, Ella.

Look, my friends.

Earlier, they were just... Cruel? Unoriginal?

Yeah, sorry.

Um... Look, honestly, uh... It's my fault that they said that.

They felt how jealous I am, and... You're the best, and it's easy for you.

study. Then you get it. I barely... I'm terrified I'm gonna get kicked out.

I need this place.

And I never had friends or parents who understood... Look, my parents are

useless, crazy people who never taught me a drop of magic.

Okay, so if you think that my family's some sort of advantage, you've been

misinformed.

There, is there anything else I can do to make you feel better, or are you

Sorry, I just got your email.

Cell phones aren't working up here.

My fifth email.

Sorry, I was working.

You just tell me what you meant by... I mean, not herself.

I mean, barely talks to me. Not eating.

She looks like a goddamn ghost.

She's not Julia.

Why? What happened?

If I knew, would I need high and mighty mega -genius you back here?

It's her birthday. I'm sure you forgot that, too.

I'm throwing a party.

Okay, party. Good. Oh, party?

Oh, we're coming.

No, it's not... Yeah, you go back out there to the great big boring world,

you'll never find your way back without us.

Trust.

So is it black tie or, um...

This is super

risky. Super risky.

All right. Oh, no. Okay. What is this? It is a... Screwnicorn.

You! Holy shit!

Back from the war.

Hey. Hey.

Hey.

I can't see you.

Me too.

Yeah.

It's hard to eat.

There's other balloons over there.

Happy birthday.

Or not.

Yep. Go jump off a cliff, please.

I need you to tell them they were wrong about me.

Who?

Breakbells. I'll tell you what's Breakbells, and I won't tab you.

Tell them to test me again.

How did you... Remember.

I don't know.

Maybe I'm a mutant.

Maybe I won't let myself forget.

I'll just wipe your memory again.

I should be there.

Well, what happened to should be at Yale? That was before I knew there was

something else of theirs about business school, would you?

But you have to go to do certain things.

You're always a smug.

You have no idea how long it took me to find a spell that was real.

Yeah, it's real. Yeah, because I'm a magician.

Not necessarily.

There's some stuff out there. There's a lot of nothing spells that you don't

even know they're doing. You go online and there's a video of George Bush that

they keep taking down. He's drunk and he's laughing. He's making magic air

ripples.

And you're pointed.

It doesn't mean you have potential.

I'm sorry, but they would know.

No, they meant it. I know that I... No, you know that you don't want to fail.

What?

It's not about that. I'm sure, Jules, because you can do everything else.

It's really okay if it's not your thing.

You're hurting yourself.

You're not okay.

They cut off my life.

Your life is here.

How's my

hair?

How does it feel to know that I can do whatever I want to do?

Awesome.

Thank you so bad.

I knew it.

What the hell was that? What?

What are you, some kind of crazy psycho rapist? Hey.

No.

No. I would never.

I swear. I just needed to see if I was right.

Oh, you thought the school was the only place to track the gift?

We've been watching you for quite a while now.

Who are we?

Blood, you need help?

Funny thing about Fillory, you don't really decide when to go.

It decides.

You deserve to.

You haven't listened, Quentin.

I'm stuck firm to that path.

It's going to kill you. Do you understand?

No, I don't understand. Stop talking, you child.

Look.

I know you like breakbills. I know you feel you finally belong. But that place

isn't the point. You won't be there long.

Shut up. This is a dream. And you are a fictional English schoolgirl stuck in my

head from a book. You know I'm not.

Look. Breakables is the first place that feels right to me that is not literally

a fairy tale.

Breakables is a tool. You feel right because you're starting toward your

destiny. That's all.

Quit clinging. Start questioning.

Seek real answers that will help you fight. All right, back off.

I know that symbol. What is it?

Find out, won't you?

No!

You were looking for something in the cafe the other day. There was a page

a thing. Go away.

What does that mean?

How did you get this?

I'll tell you if you tell me.

Okay, fine.

Tonight, 10 p .m. Meet me at the admin building.

I'm bringing Estonian -English dictionary.

What does it mean?

Contact the other side.

The other side looks like seance shit.

Summoning, technically, but yeah.

When I'm trying to contact the dead, I like to summon them whenever possible.

Yeah, that's the plan.

As soon as we get the book that I need, it apparently got pulled off the shelves

two years ago.

Pulled? Was it locked up?

It's in the dean's private collection. Which means it needs to be stolen,

Okay.

Look, I really, I don't want to get kicked out.

And I really don't want to be the guy who died in the first ten minutes of the

movie because he's like, you know what? Let's take out the Ouija board. What

could possibly go wrong?

Do you want to cheat off my labs, huh? Do you want to tutor? Do you want to get

straight A's? I can do that for you.

So just help me with this.

Okay, for some reason you're involved, so be involved.

Hey, attitude number eight.

Left or right hand?

Yo, Pacey, what's your deal?

Nothing. I... Look.

Hold that thought, okay? I got it. I don't... What?

Penny, I'm all ears.

Don't be a douche. What?

I can...

Look, I hear voices.

What, psychic? No, God, I hate that word.

Okay, mind slut.

Come on, Penny, you're not the first I've met.

I mean, you're not even the first to get in their pants, so... Look, so I gotta

go somewhere, right?

I'm obviously coming with you.

Great. Well, that makes me feel a whole lot less nervous.

Let up, will you?

There's no such thing as safe magic. You should know that, Quentin.

Might as well take a risk.

Great. Well, put it like that.

Who are we trying to contact? It says we need a name.

Charlie.

Who's Charlie?

My brother.

He died.

It'd be nice to say hi.

What?

How did he die?

Horribly, I assume.

Since no one will tell me what happened.

All I know is that it happened here at Breakville five years ago.

Did you think that I came here because I just love magic so much?

No.

I need an answer.

He deserves that.

So can we just concentrate? We need to get this done by exactly midnight, okay?

Sorry. I mean... To hear that, I mean... Shit.

No.

What? No, this is good.

They're all making sense.

Yeah, no, it is. It's just, we can do this.

We can't do this.

Oh.

Hi.

So... You've got to be kidding me.

You're up in here to help these losers?

Sent?

Wait, who sent you? No one.

Look, I gather you guys need some extra hands or something.

Yes. I can't. Yes.

I have. Yes.

Everything you think is so boring, I replaced it with dubstep.

What's dubstep? It says we need four people.

Each one a magical adept.

And here they are.

Please come sit down.

This is perfect timing.

I'm hungry.

What? I am.

There's no shit gets exciting.

Get the bed cleaning up.

A few helpful rules.

Don't demand.

Ask. Safety first.

Be patient.

Nobody levels up in a day.

And don't leave your purse lying around.

And this is what, exactly?

This is the real world, babe.

Always pay close attention to the alloy.

Iron has a neutral quality, whereas silver and gold have the effect of

magnifying the effects of other components of the alloy. And I would

to test for this each time before using a knife for ritual work, because a spell

can alter the metal at a quantum level.

The hunting stupor.

From the famous German poet and

wizard, Hercke.

So, for instance, this first device.

Went in cold water.

There you are.