Previously on Shadowhunters...
Go ahead. Kill her.
Clary!
I just... I just want to hold you.
What is that?
Proceed.
What are you doing?
Who's the possessed?
First I thought it was purely mundane.
Woman's throat slashed with a knife, her husband missing.
She probably knew her attacker.
Welcome to the Church of Talto.
Our time will come.
Well, here we are.
You're sure bringing me here was a good idea?
It's better than coming by myself.
I'm joking. They'll love you.
Oh, just because you're the only Shadowhunter at a party full of warlocks
doesn't mean you can't have fun.
Yeah, well, that's easy for you to say.
You've known these people for centuries.
You think that's a good thing?
Trust me. I don't wanna be here any longer than I have to.
But it's tradition for the outgoing High Warlock
to pass the baton on to his replacement.
Is that him?
The one and only: Lorenzo Rey,
the new High Warlock of Brooklyn.
Magnus. Magnus Bane.
You made it, and you brought a friend.
Yes. Hi, I'm--
Alec Lightwood, Head of the New York Institute.
I expect we'll be seeing quite a bit of each other
at your Downworld cabinet meetings.
No hard feelings, right, Bane?
On the contrary. I'm very content in my new position.
Being the High Warlock is a thankless job.
Long hours, little pay.
But I'm sure it doesn't matter to a young, civic-minded person like you.
Oh, don't be so jaded. I may only be 484, but I'm no stranger to service.
All those years working for the High Warlock in Madrid
have prepared me well.
Although, I may not be as easy on you as he was.
After all, I'm here to serve the warlocks,
not Portal you around, like some glorified shuttle service.
I wouldn't have it any other way.
In that case, I look forward to our first cabinet meeting.
Enjoy the party.
Who appointed him?
Nobody. There was a vote. And Lorenzo can be very charming,
as long as you're into phony, no taste, egomaniacal pieces of--
- Language. - Alec.
Madzie! Hey, my favorite little sorceress.
I can't believe you brought him just to piss Lorenzo off.
No, I brought him because he's my boyfriend.
Ah.
Well, he's good with kids. I'll give you that.
Something wrong with your drink?
Mine tastes weak as hell.
I can't control my magic.
I'm out of here, man.
What's going on?
I have no idea.
Will you please just hold still?
We've been doing this for 15 minutes already.
How much longer do we have to do this?
As long as it takes to figure out what the Seelie Queen did to you.
I already told you.
She branded something on my forehead, and then it healed and now I'm fine.
What did it look like?
I don't know. I can't see my own forehead.
Well, there wouldn't have been a whole ceremony about it
if it didn't do something.
What if the ceremony was just for her to get my blood?
And now she's making some mutant Daylighter fern.
Yeah, you might be on to something there.
The point is, even if you could find out
what Seelie Queen did to me, then what?
You kiss my boo-boo and make it feel better?
Maybe.
It was actually a little to the left.
Here.
Now you're just stealing moves from Indiana Jones.
I did learn from the best.
Clary?
Oh. Hey. What's up?
I wanna apologize.
For what?
For never taking you anywhere that didn't involve seraph blades.
Look, I know I've been preoccupied lately.
I'd like to make it up to you.
How about we do something normal?
You don't consider a day normal unless you come home covered in ichor.
No, I don't.
But what about you?
Well, I could use a better model.
Don't worry. You don't have to take your clothes off,
unless you want to.
What would you say to dinner tonight?
Some place mundane. Just the two of us.
Like a date?
Yes, Clary, yeah, if you want to call it that. A date.
Where?
Uh, it's a surprise.
All right, but don't think that gets you out of modeling.
Right. Rain check.
Please don't tell me you broke your stele again.
Nope.
Hey, actually, I was hoping you could give me a dinner recommendation.
You're asking the wrong Lightwood.
Alec and Magnus have been to every restaurant in New York.
Yeah, but Alec doesn't know Clary like you do,
and I wanna take her on a date.
Like, a real date.
Who are you, and what have you done with Jace?
What are you talking about? I've been on tons of dates.
With who? Your book club?
Yeah. Among others.
But never with a girl you actually care about.
Maybe.
Does that really change where I take her for dinner?
You tell me.
See, that's not usually how dinner recommendations work.
Okay, look, I'm not exactly an expert on the subject, but...
I don't know. Why don't you get her flowers?
Take her to the movies?
Ugh. No, I don't do movies.
Maybe she does.
Look, Izzy, I want to take her someplace mundane, not boring.
She deserves to have fun, a night she's not gonna forget.
What's the most romantic thing you two have done together?
I did steal a demon motorcycle from a seedy vampire bar.
Uh, you know, maybe a mundane restaurant isn't such a bad idea, after all.
Hey, Magnus.
Your magic working okay?
Totally back to normal.
And since I'm not the High Warlock,
whatever doesn't affect me is no longer my problem.
Is something wrong with my shampoo?
Uh, no, it's actually way better than what I have back at the Institute.
Where do you buy it?
I don't buy it. I brew it.
It's a special blend of Indian sandalwood
that I started mixing back in the 18th century.
You make this?
Alexander, mixing potions is the cornerstone of the warlock arts.
I know, I just...
I mean, if you can wash your hair magically,
why do you go through the trouble?
Because I enjoy taking showers.
All right, well, if you're not too busy, can you brew me a bottle?
Hold that thought.
Lorenzo.
What are you doing here?
I didn't wanna give you the chance to avoid me.
Why would I do that?
Because you thought you could get away with sabotaging my party.
The ley line under my home was intentionally corrupted.
I knew you were petty.
I just didn't realize you'd go this far to make me look bad.
You saw my eyes.
- My magic was as useless as anyone's. - An exposed Mark proves nothing.
You think I don't recognize Asmodeus' handiwork when I see it?
I haven't seen Asmodeus in centuries.
Yet you do know him...
far better than anyone in this dimension.
I know what he's capable of.
More importantly, you know how to use his demonic magic.
If Asmodeus truly escaped from Edom, all of New York is in danger.
Now, as High Warlock, it's your--
My job is to keep my people safe, Bane.
And if I have to banish problematic warlocks
to the lower reaches of the Spiral Labyrinth for their crimes,
then so be it.
I know you're behind this.
And it's only a matter of time until I prove it.
Why would Lorenzo accuse you of working with a Greater Demon,
especially one like Asmodeus?
Asmodeus and I have a history.
He's one of the few demons capable of doing something like this.
But we've fought Greater Demons before.
But I've never seen anything like what happened at that party.
It has to do with the ley lines.
Couldn't that mean the Seelie Queen is involved?
What do demons have to do with ley lines?
Healthy ley lines are the energy source for all magic,
Seelie and warlock alike, but they can become corrupted.
Asmodeus isn't just a Greater Demon. He's the most powerful Prince of Hell.
And if Lorenzo is right,
what happened at the party is just the beginning.
And... and you knew him personally?
Asmodeus is my father.
Look, I'm sorry I never told you.
I was ashamed.
I knew every warlock had a demon parent. It just...
Asmodeus.
Well, we have to stop him.
First, we need to track him down.
And my father... His magic is unique.
But if I can study the corrupted ley lines,
we might be able to find him.
What are we waiting for?
We need to get into Lorenzo's mansion,
and I'm afraid we'll never be able
to Portal through his wards without him knowing.
We don't always have to use magic.
Like, taking a shower, right?
Breaking and entering isn't exactly like taking a shower.
Who mentioned breaking in?
- Focus. - Okay, okay.
Heterotroph.
Oh, come on, that one's easy.
Any animal incapable of making its own food.
Yes. Sounds like someone I know.
I don't need to make my own food,
not when I'm one card away from you buying my dinner.
See, you have it backwards.
You're one wrong answer away from buying me dinner. So...
Okay. You don't even eat food.
Not yet, but I'm working on it.
- It's a very slow process. - Give me a second.
Sorry, were you gonna eat this?
What is your problem?
Are you kidding me?
It's bad enough when the vampire was just sleeping here.
Now you're shacking up with him?
Oh, yeah, we can all smell it on you. It's disgusting.
My sex life is none of your business.
Take it out of the Jade Wolf.
Some of us are trying to eat.
Simon and I aren't going anywhere.
And just because Luke let you back into the pack,
doesn't mean I won't kick your ass.
Don't ever speak to me like that again.
- Hello. - Hi.
- Jace? - Do you know any good mundane restaurants?
How did you get my number?
Don't worry about that. Do you know any or not?
Um...
There's a really good Chinese fusion place on Canal Street.
Ooh, Woods, up in Williamsburg.
And then, if you want pizza, there's always Rizzo's, which--
Hello, Jace?
Hey, how's Ollie?
Uh, she's fine. She got a bit banged up, but she'll be all right.
Good.
Is there a special occasion I don't know about?
Not really. I'm grabbing dinner with Jace.
Dinner?
What are you doing here anyway?
Uh, I'm running this case by whoever's on duty.
I could help. Jace'll understand.
No, no, no. I got it covered. You go. Have fun.
I pulled some surveillance footage off the NYPD server
of our nurse who got possessed.
Tim Dempsey.
I got a feeling this possession isn't just a one-off.
Three homicides in 48 hours.
All suspects good, decent folk,
suddenly becoming unhinged and killing their loved ones.
I'll search the footage for the exact moment of Tim's possession.
It might take all night, but it's worth a shot.
All right. Takeout on me.
Señor Lightwood, I suppose you're here to defend Magnus Bane?
No, actually, I'm here to defend you.
And as head of the New York Institute, it's my job to keep you safe.
What if I can prove Magnus is involved?
Seems you have a conflict of interest, no?
My interest is in stopping the person who corrupted your ley lines.
You have my word.
Not a very loyal boyfriend, are you?
I believe in justice, Mr. Rey.
Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to come in and take an official statement.
But of course.
You really believe Magnus did this out of spite?
Magnus Bane is the only warlock I know
capable of conjuring that type of demonic magic.
Well, I assure you,
if Magnus is behind this, I will turn him over to the Clave myself.
Spoken like a true Shadowhunter.
The law is hard, but it is the law.
Yes, well...
How about a toast to our new partnership?
An excellent idea. Scotch? Whiskey?
- I'll have whatever you're having. - An Old Fashioned, then.
And I do mean old-fashioned.
I've been drinking this recipe for over 200 years.
You're absolutely going to love it.
I could conjure it, but I find mixing by hand
to be the only way to achieve...
perfection.
- These ceilings are spectacular. - Thank you.
Cheers.
- To our new partnership. - Cheers.
Perfection, truly.
Oh, glad you like it.
It's my favorite.
Wow, this place is amazing.
How did you hear about it?
Oh, you know, I hear things.
What's the name of the reservation?
- The what? The reservation? - Do we need one?
I could squeeze you both in at a communal table,
if you're okay with that?
Um...
What do you think? We can go somewhere else if you want.
No, no. This is perfect.
Okay.
- Clary. - Hey.
Such exquisite taste in fabric.
- You have a beautiful home. - Mmm-hmm.
I seem to remember
that you have an amazing antique pot upstairs.
It's a 16th century Ming vase.
I procured it from a Castilian trader when it was still new.
Incredible craftsmanship.
You're interested in ceramics?
- I dabble. - Huh.
Would it be too forward of me to ask for a tour?
Not in the least! I must show you my Fabergé egg.
It was a gift from the tsar himself in the spring of 1887.
Or was it 1888?
I know. It was late 19th century.
Anyway, I was at the Romanov Easter party, and Nicholas comes up to me.
Nicholas. I can barely remember the color of his eyes.
Okay. So, why are you the only one here?
I took on a little extra work so everybody could go out tonight.
Just make sure you don't burn yourself out.
You deserve a life, too.
Yeah, well, my life is not important right now.
For a while, I felt guilty about my role with the Circle.
And I thought that joining the NYPD would make up for it.
Did it?
For the most part.
But I stopped spending as much time with Jocelyn.
That's time I can't get back.
I get it, but I don't have a Jocelyn.
Maybe that's because you're not looking.
If you don't make time for yourself, you're not gonna find him.
So, you called Simon for dating advice.
No, I called Simon for restaurant advice.
Had he called me for dating advice,
I would have advised against this situation.
Okay, not a problem.
You guys just do your own thing. Ignore us.
- There's no reason this has to be weird. - Yeah. Right.
It's not weird. Not weird at all.
Uh, you want to split an appetizer?
Sure. Uh, you pick.
Okay. Can't go wrong with oysters, right?
Uh...
Wrong. Crab legs?
Uh...
- Clary hates crab... - Thank you.
...lobster, shrimp, crawfish.
That is not true.
I'm okay as long as there's no shells or claws involved.
Got it. Um, okay, then flat bread?
- Burrata salad. - Burrata salad.
Let's do a burrata salad.
- My favorite. - Great.
- Who's up for cocktails? - Yes, please.
- Good idea. - Yeah.
- I'm liking this margarita. - Coming from a bartender, that says a lot.
Oh, ketchup on fish? That's disgusting.
It is not ketchup.
- That's more disgusting, right? - It's gotta go down some way, chief.
Okay, I have kind of a personal question for you.
Go for it.
What happens to your clothes when you...
you know?
- Wolf out? - Yeah.
- Um...
Nothing good. I've shredded some of my cutest outfits that way.
It's kind of wolf protocol to stash pairs of pants all over town.
Smart. Have you ever tried, uh, spandex?
Have you ever seen a wolf in spandex? It's horrifying.
Well, my deepest condolences to your wardrobe.
Don't worry about it.
You know, I still think I'd wanna be a werewolf over a Shadowhunter.
I don't think I could remember all those runes.
Um, it's actually not that hard.
You just kind of stick to your favorites, like Strength, or Speed or iratze.
Anyway, I don't know that I'd want my whole body covered in tattoos.
Says the girl with the butterfly tattoo.
Butterfly tattoo?
How do you know about that? It's pretty well hidden.
You saw it after one of her transformations, or...
Not exactly, no.
Yeah.
Does this baby look familiar?
- Yes. - It's actually me.
El Greco was a friend of my mother's and he used me as his inspiration.
Oh, of course.
Needless to say, growing up in Toledo
during the Siglo de Oro was quite the experience.
Needless to say.
- Did you hear something? - No.
I'm sure I heard something.
Strange.
What was going on down there?
Whoever did this is definitely from Edom.
But, judging by the energy signature, it's not my father.
That's good, right?
I'm afraid not. This magic is very old and very evil.
The demon responsible is as powerful as they come,
unlike anything I've seen before.
So, worse than Asmodeus?
Much worse.
Who was it that you sacrificed?
My husband.
And how did you do that?
I strangled him with an extension cord.
Wonderful.
You must have loved him a great deal.
Yes, I did, but my love for him was nothing compared to my love for you.
And I love you, too.
Together we will usher in a new dawn.
Still as bad as yesterday, Mr. Harris?
This will help. Hold still.
- Oh, no, not now!
Turns out it was just a freak power surge.
Couple of tweaks to the grid, Con Ed said it shouldn't happen again.
Is Mr. Harris okay?
He'll pull through.
And everyone else?
A patient upstairs on a ventilator.
Oh, God.
It's all my fault.
Catarina, you had no way of knowing that this would happen.
This proves Lorenzo's mansion wasn't the only place affected.
We have to get back to the Institute.
Uh, well, the food was great.
- Delicious. Great. That was... - It was amazing.
- Thank you. - Yeah, any time.
Uh, see you guys.
That was a nice save. The way you asked for the check.
- That could have been awkward. - Could've been?
Simon, about the tattoo--
You don't have to apologize.
I wasn't going to. I was single at the time.
I know,
and I'd just assumed that pretty much everyone's slept with Jace at this point.
It's only a matter of time before I sleep with him myself, I guess.
That's not the point I'm trying to make.
It doesn't matter who we've been with in the past.
What's important is who we're with now,
and I want to be with you.
- Are you okay? - I'm fine.
I'm sorry I didn't tell you about Maia.
I'm not upset about Maia. Not really. I just...
I don't understand why I seem to be the only girl
that you don't wanna be with.
Is it me?
Yeah, it is.
I've never felt about anyone the way I feel about you, Clary.
When I met you, I thought I knew everything,
but you've shown me that there's so much more
to being a Shadowhunter than just killing demons.
Come on, you still think you know everything.
- Well, except restaurants, apparently.
I'm serious.
You're special.
Everything about you.
Like how you scrunch your face when you're thinking.
Like how you always double knot your shoes before you train.
Like how you always have a piece of charcoal in your pocket.
But more than that, it's how you always see the best in people.
In me.
And I am scared that if we take things too quickly...
you're gonna see something in me that you don't like.
I just don't wanna ruin this.
You're gonna use the angelic core? Are you serious?
This is our only chance to stop the corruption.
We're gonna flood the ley lines with angelic energy,
put an end to this, once and for all.
So, your plan is basically divine Drano?
The only problem is the Institute is not built on any ley lines.
At least, not yet. That's where Magnus comes in.
I know a spell that will allow me
to temporarily divert the flow of magic at the core.
Once the ley line's in place, you'll tap into the core,
and we can kiss the demonic corruption goodbye.
Right. What happens if a demon shock wave hits while you're using your magic?
The core... will be totally exposed.
Well, that doesn't look good.
If we're lucky, it'll only vaporize the Institute.
- What if we're not lucky? - Better not to think about that.
This a risk that we have to take.
The whole point of building the Institute away from the ley lines
was to avoid something like this.
Why not just quarantine the warlocks outside the city?
Because kicking innocent people out of their homes isn't going to solve anything.
Neither will blowing up the Institute!
- You can't quarantine Downworlders.
That's enough!
This isn't just about the warlocks.
You know what happened at the hospital. Everyone is at risk.
We are under siege by a Greater Demon. It is our job to solve this problem.
Evacuate the Institute. Essential personnel stay behind.
You sure about this?
You have a better idea?
I could try it on my own.
It'll be far more difficult, but at least you'll be safe.
Let you hog all the glory?
Maybe.
As long as you're here, I'm not going anywhere.
Well, then let's get started.
A little further.
Now!
Alexander, I can't hold it much longer.
Do it now!
I can't. Someone's locked me out.
Come on, move it. You don't wanna be inside if this goes bad.
We're not going anywhere.
- Your orders were to evacuate. - Yeah, I know the orders.
I'm all for helping out the Downworlders,
but we can't let Lightwood destroy the Institute to do it.
Without it, we leave New York completely defenseless.
That is not your call to make.
Doesn't matter. I've already locked him out of the system.
Then unlock it.
Now.
Not possible.
Even if it was, my answer would still be the same.
Can you undo it?
No, not anytime soon.
It's too late.
Alec!
I need to release the energy manually.
Well, whatever you do, do it quickly!
Alexander!
I'm working on it!
It's rusted.
It's rusted shut.
Come on. Come on.
What happened?
It's a minor setback.
But the altar is safe.
That's all that matters.
I did it.
You did it?
Yeah.
Oh, well, maybe I got a little help.
Mmm.
That's quite the drink.
It's been quite the day.
I'm guessing Raj and his friends didn't take their banishment well?
Oh, Wrangel Island isn't banishment.
It's more like character-building.
Lorenzo Rey could use a bit of character-building.
He's been taking all the credit for fixing the ley lines.
Such an ass.
Hmm.
Whatever corrupted those ley lines is still out there.
Lorenzo has to stop blaming you for being Asmodeus' son
and help us track the demon who's responsible.
Alexander... about my father,
I hope you don't think less of me.
Are you kidding? I don't care who your dad is.
I care who you are.
And you're the furthest thing from a Greater Demon.
Jace.
Clary?
Why?
Izzy, it's 3:00 a.m. What are you still doing awake?
I was gonna ask you the same question.
But how did that date go?
- It went fine. I'm just not tired. - Hmm.
Look, Izzy, why don't you go get some sleep?
I can search through this footage for you.
It's not the searching I need help with.
Check this out.
I've never seen a possession like that before.
Just keep watching.
What kind of demon is that?
I have no idea.
But whatever it is, we have to stop it.
It's open.
I said it's...
This is just a guess, uh...
You guys aren't here to rent boats, are you?
I'm afraid not.
We're here to help you move out...
permanently.
Seriously? I'm pretty sure it was you wolves
that put me there in the first place.
Well, now we're putting you out.
Come on. I know you guys are territorial, but this is stupid.
Luke's gonna be pissed when he hears about this.
Luke's not going to find out about it.
You're going to leave here on your own, or there's gonna be trouble.
I'm not going anywhere.
Okay.
Really?
Simon, watch out!
Holy crap.
What just happened?
Oh, my God.
Your forehead.