Magnus Bane: Relax. My reputation's on the line just as much as yours. I'd lose all my credibility if my people found out that I let a Shadowhunter spend the night.
Alec Lightwood: Then why'd you let me sleep here?
Magnus Bane: Trust makes you do strange things. Must be something in the air.
Magnus Bane: You're more than just a pretty face, aren't you?
Alec Lightwood: What is that supposed to mean?
Magnus Bane: You shared your strength with me to help your friend. It's rare to find a Shadowhunter with such a... open heart.
Alec Lightwood: I trust you. I don't know why. But I do...
Alec Lightwood: What's going on?
Magnus Bane: You tell me, Alexander. From the day I met you, the one thing I knew I could count on from you was honesty. Absolute, total... honesty.
Alec Lightwood: I can explain.
Magnus Bane: You knew about the sword?
Alec Lightwood: I just found out. I swear.
Magnus Bane: When? When did you know? Tonight? When I talked about trust. Did you know then?
Alec Lightwood: I did.
Magnus Bane: When I was tortured in Valentine's body, that agony rune made me relive my worst memory. And now... I can't get it out of my head. Every time I close my eyes...
Alec Lightwood: Hey... What is it?
Magnus Bane: Remember I told you how I found my mother dead by her own hand? My stepfather found me shortly after. He screamed at me. He called me an abomination.
Alec Lightwood: What?
Magnus Bane: He was right. He blamed me for her suicide. He said that she hated herself for giving birth to a monster. So I lashed out. With all the magic I had. I burned him, Alexander. Right where he stood. I murdered my stepfather.
Alec Lightwood: You were just a boy. You weren't in control of your powers.
Magnus Bane: Yes, actually, I was.
Alec Lightwood: This is like the fourth morning in a row that I've woken up to an empty bed. Is there something bothering you?
Magnus Bane: Nothing is bothering me. I've even gotten used to your adorable little snores.
Alec Lightwood: I requested an audience with her to discuss Kaelie's crimes. But she said she'll only meet with Valentine's experiments.
Clary Fray: Wow. Charming nickname.
Jace Herondale: You're taking over. You, Alec Lightwood, are now the Head of the New York Institute.
Alec Lightwood: Can you do that?
Jace Herondale: Yeah. I mean, like you said, being a Herondale comes with certain perks. Naming a successor is one of them. You were right. Downworlders and Shadowhunters, we're all a mix of human, angel and demon. If we let the Clave forget that... we deserve a revolt. I'll always be a soldier. But you're a leader, Alec.
Jace Herondale: It should've been you. I told her that.
Alec Lightwood: The Clave was never going to hand it to me. I'm dating a guy who's a Downworlder.
Jace Herondale: Look Alec, I didn't want this, I swear.
Alec Lightwood: You're a Herondale. Get used to the perks.
Alec Lightwood: Clary’s not your sister?
Jace Wayland: No, she never was.
Alec Lightwood: What are you gonna do?
Jace Wayland: I’m gonna tell her.
Alec Lightwood (to Clary): You did this. You activated the sword?
Clary Fray: No.
Jace Wayland: I did it. I thought I was destroying it, Alec, but…
Alec Lightwood: Where’s Magnus? He wasn’t here, was he?
Jace Wayland: I… I don’t know.
Clary Fray: We portaled in upstairs. We split up.
Alec Lightwood: Oh, God.