Previously on Shadowhunters...
Valentine wants to use the Soul-Sword to decimate the entire Downworld,
and he needs Clary to activate it.
I'm losing my patience.
Simon, drink. Stop him!
If Jace touches the Sword, his grip would destroy it.
Jace's plan is gonna work. Let's move.
Jace, it'll kill you!
He activated it!
You didn't inject me with demon blood. It was angel blood.
You are not my son. Clary is not your sister.
Jace! Don't!
The Mortal Cup is still out there. He's the only one who knows where it is.
You're hurting.
- You didn't even touch me. - I'm not talking about that.
I'm talking about the Downworlders.
Jace, you didn't know.
- It wasn't your fault. - I never said it was.
Come on, you got another round in you or starting to get tired?
So what does this pure angel blood do for you anyway?
I don't know. Other than the ability to activate that Sword,
maybe that's all it's good for.
Clary's got the ability to draw new runes,
so you must be able to do something special.
You mean other than kick your ass?
Wanna go hand to hand?
Ooh, I thought you'd never ask.
- So you gonna tell Clary? - Tell her what?
She's not your sister.
You're the only person I've told. You know, she's lost so much.
She's got a good thing going with Simon.
You know, I wouldn't wanna ruin that.
You think you're so irresistible
that she's gonna dump him as soon as she finds out you're not related?
I think you should worry a little less
about my love life...
and a little more about your fighting skills.
I don't think the sun has ever felt this good.
Yeah.
Hey! Look at us.
On our favorite bench, in the day...
We're like a normal couple.
It's funny how normal doesn't even feel normal anymore.
I'm not even a normal vampire.
- I'm a freak of vamp nature. - You are not a freak.
You're unique.
Special.
Sexy.
Don't you think there has to be some sort of downside?
We've already seen the downside, Simon.
It's... it's time to start focusing on the upside.
My Bubbie Helen always says there are no handouts in life,
- that everything comes with a price. - Well, that is not necessarily true.
What if I'm walking to the subway,
and then, next thing I know, I'm a scorch mark on Ninth Avenue--
Well, let's not think about that, okay?
Look, we've... we've been through so much.
Lost so much.
But now we have each other.
And it's good.
- It's really, really good. - Mmm-hmm.
So... enjoy it.
Okay.
- I will, starting right now. - Mmm, thank you.
Clary.
Sorry. What are you doing here? Is... is everything okay?
Inquisitor Herondale just arrived at the Institute.
She wants to speak with us. Now.
Let me get my stuff.
Jace, there's, um, something I want to tell you.
No matter what, your secret's safe with me.
What secret?
You know, how your pure angelic blood somehow made me immune to the sun.
You don't know that's what happened.
What else could it be?
Look, my point is that if any vampire were to find out,
there'd be a bull's-eye on your carotid artery.
You have nothing to worry about. I got your back.
- Get in here. - Stop it.
- I just-- - No. Never.
- Clary, you ready? - Yeah.
- I'll call you tonight. - Yeah.
Bye.
You!
I could keep going...
or you can tell me where you hid the Mortal Cup.
Now, where's the fun in that, huh?
You know, this quest of yours,
to collect the three Mortal Instruments to raise the Angel Raziel,
it was a fool's errand.
A fool doesn't demand this kind of attention, now, would he?
No one's ever seen the Mortal Mirror.
We have no idea if it even exists.
The Clave has no idea about a multitude of things.
Well, this much is certain.
At this point, your only way to avoid execution is hand over the Cup.
Actually, it's quite the opposite.
See, knowing where the Mortal Cup is...
that's the only thing that's keeping me alive.
Valentine, you and I both know the Cup can control demons.
In the wrong hands, it could be catastrophic.
In your hands, I'm a dead man.
Nineteen Shadowhunters died on your assault on this Institute,
along with hundreds of Downworlders that you massacred with the Soul-Sword.
Justice will be served.
Make it stop! Make it stop!
Dad!
- How long can you keep torturing him? - As long as it takes.
If you want the truth, why not just use the Soul-Sword?
- Are you telling me how to do my job? - No.
But you said you retrieved the Sword after the attack.
I just don't understand why you wouldn't--
The rune your sister drew to deactivate the Sword
ended up damaging it in the process.
It's been sent to the Iron Sisters to be purified.
You're Valentine's children. Tell me what you know.
Nothing.
Haven't we proven ourselves? Valentine attacked the Institute.
- We captured him. - At what cost?
By taking matters into your own hands,
you've planted the seeds for rebellion in the Downworld.
The Accords will be near impossible to maintain now.
Fall in line,
or you'll end up like Aldertree, in Idris facing reprimand.
Good evening, gentlemen.
I'll have a scotch, neat.
And the Mortal Cup, please.
- What did you just say? - Don't.
I know you're part of Herondale's security detail.
I also know that you've captured Valentine,
which means you have the Cup, or you know where it is.
I'd like you to tell me.
Nobody knows. Valentine won't tell anyone.
Pity.
- Hey, are you okay? - What the hell.
Let's make it a party.
See you in Hell.
Ladies.
Izzy, tell me what to do, and I can do it.
Whatever you need.
I'm okay.
I just need to sweat it out.
Izzy? Izzy?
Stop! It burns!
No one knows, right?
No. Nobody.
They all think you have the flu.
What is it?
There was a demon attack.
They need me.
Alec, you have to go.
No. Izzy, I'm not gonna leave you like this.
Alec, go.
I'm gonna be fine.
I promise.
Your wife, your sister...
your brother and my friend, our family... we can't replace them.
But if we don't move forward as a family...
It's getting pretty heated out there.
They just need to blow off some steam.
They're losing faith in you, Luke.
They think you brought us into a battle you knew we couldn't win.
- Is that what you think? - No.
They're scared, and so am I.
I mean, Russell's out there talking about hunting mundanes,
saying that's the only way we can rebuild the pack.
Turning innocent humans?
...as a family, then we will fade out of existence.
I mean, come on, does anybody else have any better ideas?
Hey, nobody's turning anybody.
Says the alpha who killed three quarters of the pack.
Luke didn't kill anybody.
And we can't just go around hunting mundanes.
Why not?
You think they'd hesitate to attack us if the tables were turned? Huh?
- All right, that's enough. - That's right, it is enough, Luke.
Because I challenge you, right here, right now.
Russell, you need to relax.
He is not fit to be our alpha. Not anymore.
Come on, let's go.
We've all had a rough time, so I'm giving you a chance to reconsider.
Because I've seen way too many wolves die to stomach seeing another.
Detective Garroway.
Yeah. Secure the crime scene. I'll be right there.
What's this sand on the floor?
This looks like a demon attack.
I've never seen a demon cause this kind of hemorrhaging.
- Is there any security footage? - Nothing in the bar.
Maybe CCTV caught something outside on the street.
- We should get them back to the Institute. - Yeah, that's a good idea.
Detective Garroway?
Who are you talking to?
Just dictating some notes while they're still fresh.
Something you should start doing.
That's a great idea. They didn't mention it in training,
but it makes perfect sense.
- Is there some special app for that? - Uh...
Can you pull the car up? I'll meet you out front.
Okay.
New partner?
She's driving me crazy.
Raphael.
Isabelle.
What are you doing here?
I... wanted to apologize.
It was a terrible night, and... and I took my anger out on you.
You were only trying to save your people.
It's not safe for a Shadowhunter to be at the DuMort right now.
Especially one looking for vampire venom.
Raphael, I think if I can have a small bite,
- over time I can have less and less-- - It doesn't work like that.
Why not?
We can manage it.
Together.
You really should go.
Wait! Okay.
What do you want from me? I'll give you anything--
I want you to leave.
I'm just asking for a little taste.
I know you want it.
I'm not doing this, Isabelle.
Seriously? This is how you treat me when I need you the most?
I thought you cared about me, but I guess I was wrong.
It's because I care.
I should've never given you a taste.
Oh, Isabelle...
Just got off the phone with Luke. He made it look like a tragic gas leak.
According to the autopsy,
the victims died of massive brain hemorrhaging.
- A demon can do that? - Greater Demon can.
What... what exactly is the difference?
Lesser Demons are a dime a dozen in New York.
Greater Demons, a whole different story.
They have names, personalities.
They're much more powerful and they're harder to stop.
They're also incredibly rare.
When they do show their face, there's a reason.
Jace, are you okay?
Yeah, why wouldn't I be?
Well, you've barely spoken about what happened with the Soul-Sword.
Yeah, well, there's not much to talk about.
Okay.
But if you do feel like talking, I'm here for you.
I'm your sister, Jace. I know what you're going through.
Like I said, there's nothing to talk about.
Open up!
I know there are vampires here!
Open up, please.
I can smell your weakness a realm away.
What do you want from me?
The Mortal Cup, please.
Hey! Let the girl go!
Hey!
You okay?
- Who are you? - I'm a Shadowhunter.
My name's Sebastian.
You're not showing up? Come on, Maureen, I said I was sorry.
Yeah! I know I should've called. I know I should've called. It's just...
Look, it's been a really hard time for me lately.
Okay, whoa, whoa, that was blunt. Uh, could I at least keep the band name?
Rock Solid Panda? Hello? Maureen?
Hello?
I didn't think I'd see you here.
Yeah, I was, um...
meeting someone. But I should... I should go.
Whoa, hey, daylight.
I mean, I know you're upset at me for attacking Clary,
but barbecuing yourself to avoid me seems like a bit much.
Come on, I don't hate you that much.
Just don't try that again.
- How did you get in here, anyway? - I drove.
Outside? In the sun?
How... What did Valentine do to you?
Okay, so, he slashed my throat open, like completely.
And then he used this nuclearized Sword,
and, like, swiped it. And next thing I know...
the sun doesn't fry me anymore.
- That's it? Just like that? - Yeah!
- Crazy, right? - Simon, that's amazing.
Don't you realize? You have what every Downworlder wants.
- A winning personality. You noticed. - The chance at living a normal life.
Simon, you hit the jackpot.
I never hit the jackpot.
Uh... I would be careful.
But isn't, like, the whole point of this now
that I don't have to be careful anymore?
I mean, yeah, sure.
But you don't need to flaunt it in people's faces.
No one likes a show-off. Especially Downworlders.
If I were you, I would try and keep a low profile.
To the new you.
- Gratis. - May I fly forever under the radar.
Hey!
You must be reading my mind. I was just about to call you.
There's a Greater Demon on the loose. And we need your help.
It's been leaving this on its victims.
Oh, dear.
This sand, it's from Duduael.
Which is a dimension of Hell?
The worst dimension.
- Did you find this on their face? - Mmm.
How did he get loose?
- He's been shackled for centuries. - Who, Magnus?
The demon who taught man the weapons of war.
A Greater Demon.
Azazel. One of the Princes of Hell.
Right, a real prince.
Why is it so dark in here?
Hello, Alec.
What is he doing here?
Raphael has something important to tell you.
Nothing he says matters to me.
- Your sister's in trouble. - You're damn right she is.
She's suffering withdrawal back at the Institute because of you.
She just came by the DuMort, begging for a bite.
What?
I didn't touch her. You have my word.
But there are plenty of vampires more than eager to take a bite.
I never should have left her alone.
It's not your fault. Don't worry, we'll find her.
Here's the address of the closest den.
There's a good chance she's there.
Let's go.
Azazel did this.
Izzy's necklace.
It's broken.
Where is she?
I thought Izzy had the flu. Why would she leave the Institute?
I don't know. But if he's hurt her...
Hey, she could have escaped. We don't even know if he has her.
She hasn't called.
And she's not answering her phone. But she's still alive.
I know it, it's just...
He's got her.
What does he want? I don't know,
but we should inform the inquisitor, okay?
She's in a meeting with the Alicante Council.
I don't understand. Why Izzy? What does a Greater Demon want with her?
I'm not sure.
But I think I know who we could ask.
I have no idea what you're talking about...
but it's so nice to see the both of you.
Azazel wouldn't leave Duduael on his own.
Someone broke him out. Someone with access to the Mortal Cup.
Circle members.
They released the Greater Demon to break you out of here.
I thought I raised you to have common sense.
If the Greater Demon wanted to free me,
how would I still be here, having this inane conversation with you two?
I want to banish demon filth from our realm.
If that's true, then tell your followers to give back the Cup.
- We can force Azazel to give us Izzy. - I don't know where the Mortal Cup is.
If you're lying, so help the Angel...
If you were smart, Jace, you'd use me as bait.
The only way to control a Greater Demon is with the Mortal Cup.
Azazel would do anything to destroy it.
So summon him with your warlock friend, and tell him I have the Cup.
Offer him a trade, me for Isabelle.
That could work.
Once we have Izzy, I can take him out with my sunlight rune.
This is a trap.
What could possibly make you think that we could trust him?
I'm not sure I would trust me either, if I were you, but...
the longer Azazel has Isabelle, the greater the chance she dies.
We don't have a choice, Jace.
This better not be a trap.
- Your life is on the line, too. - Clarissa...
I would never do anything to hurt you.
- You're my daughter. - Why would that stop you?
Jace is your son. You've hurt him plenty.
You didn't tell her.
Tell me what?
You must still have feelings for her, huh?
- Now isn't that a pickle? - Not another word.
- What is he talking about? - You want to do the honors, or shall I?
Shut up!
- It's rude to keep a girl waiting, Jace. - Jace, what is going on?
Valentine's not my father.
I'm not your brother, Clary.
Clary.
- How long have you known? - Just a few days.
Why didn't you say something?
You have a good thing going on with Simon.
You're happy. I wouldn't want to ruin that.
Why would that ruin anything?
Jace, what else are you hiding from me?
Nothing.
I swear.
Look, we need to be able to trust each other.
And that means being completely honest, even if the truth hurts.
I get it.
Emotions serve a purpose.
You don't go through what you just went through,
witnessing all that death, and not feel something, Jace.
It's not good for you.
Just feel something...
whether you think it clouds your judgment or not.
You know, jonesing for venom isn't exactly conducive to success when battling demons.
How did you know?
The darting eyes, the gray complexion,
that bloody wrist tremor. That's the worst.
I've never seen you at the Institute.
That's 'cause I'm not from around here. I'm from the London Institute.
Here.
One drop, and you'll feel like a new person.
- What is it? - It's medicine.
See?
It's from an extract of a root found in L'Isle-Adam.
It's a quaint little town.
Look, it'll help with the pain of your venom addiction,
speed up your recovery.
Come on.
Mmm-hmm.
Now, it's not a miracle drug.
It'll wear off soon and you'll feel like crap again. But it does helps.
So, why aren't you in London with your Institute?
I had to kick my yin fen addiction...
and let's just say that London wasn't the best place to do that.
So, I, um...
I took matters into my own hands. I left.
And I found my way to New York.
You went AWOL?
I like to think of it more like a walkabout, but...
The good news is, I was successful.
You can be, too.
Thank you so much. I should probably get going.
You walk out that door, and within an hour
you'll be back in a vampire den begging for a bite.
You need at least a day...
to get enough venom out of your system to be able to handle yourself.
If you want to leave, I won't stop you.
Well, I'll swing by the pho place on my way home.
I know, I know, not too spicy...
Will you stop? Stop. I'm at work. Bye.
Sorry. My girlfriend, Samantha. She was supposed to grab dinner, but--
She pho-got?
Oh, my God. A joke.
So you are human after all.
Well, what about you? You have someone?
Wife? Girlfriend?
Boyfriend?
First rule of being my partner, no personal questions.
You say that now, but I don't think it's normal
to sit in a car with someone all day and not chat.
I mean, if we're gonna be partners, we need to get to know each other.
- We need to talk. - Is that your girlfriend? Cute.
Young. Hi, I'm Ollie.
Luke's pretty private about his personal life, but I'm glad he has one.
She's not my girlfriend.
Russell's gone. He took all his stuff.
Good riddance. He was bad for the pack.
He also took Reed, Greg and Seegan. They don't trust you.
They're headed down to Philly to start their own pack.
They asked me to go with them.
Look, if you wanna leave, by all means...
I'm not going anywhere, Luke.
But there's only a few of us left. How's the pack gonna survive?
Look, I don't care if it's just you and me.
We'll figure out a way.
But I won't let it come to that.
I've been out recruiting other members from other packs.
Trust me...
plenty of wolves want to eat at the Jade Wolf.
- No, they don't. - Yeah, right.
There you are.
Magnus is downstairs, and the inquisitor's Council meeting
will be over in an hour. We don't have much time.
Jace, are you okay?
Mmm. Oh, my God, I haven't eaten in days, and this is amazing.
I ate at this café in Paris once.
And I watched this chef make his bouillabaisse.
And so the next time I wanted soup, I copied him.
What do you mean, you copied him?
I memorized everything he did. And then I did it myself and voilà!
Yeah...
Sometimes just knowing that someone else can do something remarkable
makes it possible for you to do it, too.
You need to call your Institute.
Let 'em know you're okay.
I know.
But I've just let so many people down,
especially my brother, that I don't know if he's gonna be able to forgive me.
Look, it might take some time, but my guess is he will.
You don't know Alec.
He's... he's just like my mom. Stubborn and strong-willed.
Yeah, I know all about stubborn and strong-willed mothers.
- Yeah? - Mmm.
Is she in London?
No. No, she, uh...
Well, she's gone now, so...
Oh, I'm sorry.
Oh, don't be. She was miserable.
Yeah. In the end, I forgave her. But she loved me.
She just had a strange way of showing it.
Look, don't let your brother worry.
Hey, Clary, it's me. Are we still on for tonight?
'Cause I can't wait to tell you about the day I had.
Headlines, I'm going back to NYU,
majoring in, wait for it... music.
Minoring in accounting for Mom. Everyone's happy. Call me back, bye.
Oh!
You ever tried not sneaking up on people?
I'm sorry, uh, didn't want to interrupt.
You said you were having a day?
Yeah, you know, inside.
Really? 'Cause I heard a funny rumor
that you were at the Hunter's Moon this afternoon.
What?
That's weird.
Who told you that? Why are people talking about me?
- Why are you panicking? - I'm not panicking.
It's true, isn't it?
You're a Daylighter.
- There's a name for it? - Yeah, in the legends.
I just never believed that they could be real.
Okay, yes, I can walk in the sun, but you don't need to advertise that.
- Not everyone needs to know. - How'd it happen?
Not sure, really.
There was a lot of carcinogens in here that I could have been exposed to, bugs--
Simon, I've been a vampire for 60 years.
You've been one for, what, two weeks?
This isn't the sort of information you should be hoarding for yourself.
Well, I swear, Raphael. I've told you everything I know.
Yeah...
I hope so.
- Is the courtyard glamoured? - No one can see us.
I don't know, it still seems like a risk.
We have no choice. It was the only space big enough.
Security cameras in the cell are down.
We've got a half hour until the inquisitor's done with her meeting.
Is Clary ready?
Let's do this.
I call upon the power of the pentagram. Azazel, I summon thee.
From within our realm, into this mystical confinement, I summon thee.
You seek the Mortal Cup. We seek the return of our friend.
For this exchange, I summon thee.
Well... if it isn't Magnus Bane.
Brave move.
Return Isabelle Lightwood...
and we'll hand over Valentine. He can lead you to the Mortal Cup.
Valentine Morgenstern. The man who dares to dream big.
It is a tempting offer, but I don't have your friend Isabelle.
He's lying.
I'm not so sure.
No time for a debate. The barrier's weakening.
We can still find Isabelle. We can't let Azazel get away.
Clary, now!
- It's... it's not working! - What are you talking about?
Nothing's happening.
You thought you could contain me?
Jace!
Magnus, stop him!
Stupid warlock.
Now, a present for you, my dear Valentine.
Jace!
How did you do that?
I have no idea.
It doesn't matter. He got away.
Hey. Are you okay?
Are you all right?
- I... I think so. - Okay.
Help me! Help me!
I'm fine, just a little tired.
Nothing a good night's sleep won't fix.
I can come back home with you, if you'd like.
No... No, it's okay.
I'll call you tomorrow.
- Izzy? - I'm okay.
Look... I know I shouldn't have snuck out.
It doesn't matter. You're... you're alive.
Of course I'm alive.
No, there was a Greater Demon attack. I just--
I'm so sorry. I should have called you, but...
I figured you'd be so angry with me and--
Izzy, I'm not angry. I just... I want you back home. Safe.
I'm safe. I promise.
And I'm in a good place. I'm getting better.
But I can't come home. Not now.
If it was something I said, I just want you to know I just...
No, no, it's not you.
You've been great. This is just a battle I need to fight on my own.
I love you, Alec.
- Love you, too. - I'll be home soon.
Bye.
- Uh, I think the tea's ready. - Yeah, it is.
Do you want milk? Honey?
You headed out?
Yeah, to Simon's. I, uh, gotta get out of here for a while.
- Okay. I'll catch you later. - Yeah.
Jace.
Wait.
I'm... I'm sorry I blew up at you.
After everything you've been through, that wasn't fair.
No, I, uh... I actually think you were right.
I should've told you.
This whole brother-sister thing, I finally thought I knew where we stood.
Yeah.
I don't know, I... I guess I just need time to process.
Join the club.
How you holding up?
Other than feeling like a total failure...
Great.
How did you do it?
You activated a rune without your stele.
I don't know.
I saw you lying there...
and it just kind of... ignited on its own.
None of this makes sense.
But we'll figure it out... The two of us.
Disgusting warlock.