Eliot: I don’t want her to think …
Dark King: Have you ever noticed that people generally think what the hell they want.
Eliot: I’m starting to think you’re a little bit of a shit-stirrer.
Dark King: I just fundamentally believe that the best way to honor someone is with the truth of them. You could give her more of that truth, but you won’t.
Eliot: I just want everyone to remember Quentin however they want to, and to get through the fucking day.
Dark King: I’m just pointing out that what you’ve got in that secret pocket could help her remember the real Quentin.

Death is so simple, and life is so complicated.

Dark King

Josh: Or you could walk away.
Margo: Can’t. This is for Fillory.
Josh: You’re a little wolf crazy right now and mad. You might actually kill her.
Margo: I know how to properly lightly maim someone, thanks for your concern.

Eliot: I can’t send it, but I can’t just let it go.
Alice: It’s OK. He was your friend.
Eliot: He wasn’t just my friend. I’m sorry. He loved you. Why would I want to take that away from you now? That would be so cruel.
Alice: Do you really think I didn’t know there was more? I knew Q really well, and if anyone was messy, it was him.
Eliot: Yeah.
Alice: He was pretty in love with you.
Eliot: I’m not sure that I’d say that.
Alice: I would. What was I supposed to do, huh? Demand that he only love me. Scream at him to be a less complicated person. I mean, it’s Quentin we’re talking about, and I loved him – the real him, all of him.

Eliot: Well, um, there’s something he probably didn’t tell you about: the mosaic. Um, there was this timeline. We somehow remembered pieces of it, these beautiful pieces, and we loved each other for a really, really long time. And, um, so you know, uh, I promptly told him to fuck off, and then, you know, he died for me.
Alice: Eliot. Eliot, I have done a lot of bad things, and I have hurt people. The one thing that I hold on to is that I know deep down that I was just doing my best. Were you doing the best that you could?
Eliot: Unfortunately, at the time, yes. I never even got to talk to him again; he just died.

Fen: Margo, can I saw one thing? I’m sorry I slept with Josh. We were just lonely …
Margo: Fen, stop apologizing. I don’t own Josh’s penis, and I don’t want to.
Fen: But you seem so …
Margo: Can I have a complicated emotion without having to resolve it so you can feel better?

Margo: Eliot sent the letter. I was going to let you die for Fillory. Kings, we have a job and we put it first. Right?
Fen: So, you didn’t save us, and then you stabbed me. Am I a fool? No, no, really, am I?
Josh: No more than me.
Fen: You’re a lovesick idiot.
Josh: Hey.
Fen: I went into battle for you, thinking you gave a single flea on a donkey’s ass for any of us, thinking that we owed you something. Stupid me.

Penny: I’ve been thinking about what Zoey said. It’s a valid question: When do you save the world enough? Look, I’m with you on anything, but I gotta be honest: If we survive this one, I want a life, Julia. Ideally with you.
Julia: Yeah, I want that too.
Penny: I’m not sure you do, and that’s OK. Right now we got shit to do, but if we don’t die, we gotta figure this out.

Alice: He’s …
Eliot: I think I almost fucked the Dark King.

The Magicians Season 5 Episode 3 Quotes

Eliot: Where are you going, and why are you dressed like a goth survivalist?
Alice: Fillory, just quick.
Eliot: What’d you got there?
Alice: Nothing. I did a thing; this is a byproduct. I just have to take care of it.
Eliot: Alice, do you need help? You seem a little bit distressed.
Alice: I’m fine. I just have to do it alone.

Eliot: Well, your subjects are rightly grateful.
Margo: For sending that letter, a.k.a. that thing I totally didn’t do. You did.
Eliot: Why split a hair? Let them bake cookies.
Margo: Lie cookies?
Eliot: It’s not a lie. You saved them through me, your advisor, acting on your behalf.
Margo: Nice retcon.
Eliot: Then as a wise king once said: ovary up. Let your subjects be inspired by a simple, uncomplicated story. That’s what the people want.