1 (mysterious music) (music continues) 1 (wind chimes jingling) Yeah, no, I know, but when you tell me to do something, I'm gonna do it, so I'm emailing him right now. (typing) Well, I don't know how quick he's gonna get back 'cause you know sometimes he doesn't check, so... Yeah, and after the poetry reading, I'm not going home. I mean, it's my birthday, so I- I want to go to a club. Mm-hmm. No, Simon, I'm... (sighs) I'm not gonna lie to her. I'm just... I'm just not gonna tell her. (chuckles) LUKE: Let me go park the truck. - See you later, all right? - Okay. (sighs) Hi, Dorothea, how are you? (lock clicks) I'm good, thanks for asking. CLARY: So I'll just call, I guess, and get extra tickets. Yeah, sure. - I'll do it right now. - Hey, you. Simon. Yeah. - Hi, Simon. - Yeah. He says, "Call me." Mm-hmm. Yeah, yeah, she just got home. I'm sure she can hear you; she's standing right here. - Uh, hey, Luke. - How's it going, Clary? - No, I'll get dressed quick. - Do you want some coffee? - If we keep talking, I'm gonna be late. Yeah, I'll meet you there. Bye. (sighs) Did you just use the...? How are you feeling? Fine, why? You make sure you come straight home tonight. Mom, come on. Just a poetry reading. I know. Bye. You need to talk to her, Jocelyn. She's not ready, not yet. Yes, she is. You're not. By the way, thanks for doing this. His poetry means a lot to him. That's what friends are for. ERIC (voice-over): Come - My faux juggernaut - (high hat cymbals tapping) - My nefarious loins - (chimes jingling) Slather Every protuberance with arid zeal - (pounding drums) - Agony... (microphone feedback squeaks) Agony Torment... I can't listen to this. You want another coffee? Yeah. ERIC: Like tiny crocus petals whisper death... (sighs) Cappuccino and espresso. Rain drowns the earth... Hi. - Hey. - ERIC: Shivering breezes Weave through a morbid tapestry Of festering disease - (giggles) - Turgid Is my torment... There you go. Thank you. Rain drowns the earth... That blonde girl over there was totally flirting with you. Ask her out. Nah, it wouldn't be fair. Why? Well, because... because I'm saving myself for someone else. Who? - ERIC: ...is my torment. - Hey. - (applause) - Thank you, thank you very much. Thank you. CLARY (voice-over): Think he's getting worse. As his friend, you should probably tell him. Maybe his poetry is great; we just don't know it yet. Hey. Uh, let's go in here. I want to ask what that symbol means. Clary, we'll never get in. Such the eternal optimist. This is so not like you. Just go with it for once. Um... hi. What does that symbol mean? - What symbol? - Yeah, what symbol? It's right there. You don't... you don't see it? No. Hey, that was cool. (heavy rock music playing) Yeah, we're fitting in. Move it, go with it. Clary, you want a drink? Yeah. (dance music blares) (music continues) 1 1 1 1 (gasps) (grunting) (eerie music) (dramatic music) (groans) (screams) (screaming) Clary, Clary, what is it? You didn't see that? I know what I saw. They killed the guy that let us in the club. - Did you drink something? - Yeah, no, Simon. You know, I've heard sometimes they pump hallucinogenic stuff into the air vents to make sure people have a good time. Okay, then how come you're fine? Did we breathe different air? - I don't know. Let's just go home. - (exasperated sigh) (classical piano music playing quietly) (music continues playing) 1 (sighs softly) (yawns) (mysterious music) (music continues) - You okay? - Yeah, fine. You've been sleeping all day. And you didn't come home till late last night. Yeah, well, I'm home, okay? Well, you can't go. Well, I sold another painting. I wanted to celebrate with you. To what, your one buyer? Who is this guy anyway? He probably just buys your stuff 'cause he's into you. I'm sure you'll just string him along like you do with Luke. You really want to have that conversation? What's that supposed to mean? Simon. He's like my brother. I doubt he feels that way. Okay, well, I'm gonna go. - No, no, you can't. - (door opens) - This is ridiculous. - (door closes) Where are you going? I'm just going to Java Jones. Jesus! Oh` no, just me. Come on, Simon. Clary... there's something I want to tell you, okay? (sighs) - We can talk about this later. - Bye, Mrs. Fray. Look, suddenly I'm drawing hundreds of these things, and I have no idea what they are. Huh. I don't know. I think I'm going out of my mind. You know, maybe you're like the guy in Close Encounters. Everybody thought he was paranoid, and then there turned out to be, well... UFO, reasonable, like... Oh, God, this isn't happening. - What? - This isn't happening. Okay, now you're freaking me out. Clary, are you... (chuckles) SIMON: What are you looking at? Wait here. (knock at door) (knocking) (loud knock) (groans) Where's the Cup, Jocie? Huh? (grunts) (barking, snarling) How did you find me? You can thank your daughter for that. -(Pangborn grunts) -(crash) Why can I see you and no one else can? I was going to ask you the same question. I don't even know why I'm talking to you. You're a killer, a cold-blooded killer. As opposed to a peace-loving killer? I know what I saw. You think you know. Why am I drawing this? So I was right-- you're not a mundane. Excuse me? What's a mundane? Someone from the human world. If I'm not a human, then what am I? -(Pangborn grunts) -(Jocelyn whimpering) Go find the Cup. (growls) (panting) (grunting) (yells in pain) (both grunting) (groaning) (groaning) (loud clang) (cell phone ringtone playing) When did this start? No, no. Why am I drawing this?! Answer me! (ringtone stops) Simon. (phone ringing) Uh-oh. (ringtone resumes) Maybe you should answer that. Could be your boyfriend. He's not my boyfriend. Does he know that? Please. It's annoying. Mom, I'm coming home. No, no, no. You can't come home. You understand me? You don't come home. You call Luke. Tell him Valentine's alive and that he found me. -(crashing) -(grunts) JOCELYN: I love you. -Mom! -No, no! Mom! (banging) (grunting) You tell Valentine he'll never have the Cup. (grunting) Don't you... don't drink...! Come here! Don't...! What? (yells) (panting): Oh, come on. (rapid ticking) (cell phone vibrating) (groans) -(screams) -MAN (grunts): Hey. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. You okay? MAN: All right, look, don't move, all right? -(horns honking) -(tires screeching) (screams, grunts) (panting) Mom? Mom? (growling) (barking) (screams) (barking) (snarling) (fierce growling) (gasping) (banging, growling) (gasps) (growling) (screams) (screams, grunts) (screams) (grunting) (whimpers) (quiet growl) (snarling) - (grunting) - (gasps) Come on. Come on. (grunts) (screaming) That's enough! That's enough. That's enough. That's enough. Shh. Shh. It's dead. - (both panting) - What the hell was that? You wouldn't believe me if I told you. Try me. It was a demon. You're right. I don't believe you. And that thing... that you saw me kill at the club, that... that was also a demon. Demons can take possession of any living creature. You can't trust anyone. Even people you think you know. So, why should I trust you? (door opens and closes) I did just save your life. Dorothea, open up, please. (grunts) Can you...? CLARY: Do you know what happened to my mom? (knocking) Do you? Wait, you can see this guy? Of course she can. She's a witch. Downgraded from a gingerbread house to a one-bedroom? CLARY: Do you know where my mom is? Sorry. I have no idea. Well, she mentioned a name-- um, Valentine. -You better leave. -No, please. Not until you tell me something-- anything. (door creaks) (beads clacking) (drawer closes, beads clacking) Let's see what the cards have to say. I'm sorry, but you know that I don't believe in any of... Sit. (groans) Run your hands over the cards. My mom painted these. DOROTHEA: Yes. They were a gift. Let's see which card gets picked. (mysterious music) (music continues) DOROTHEA: The Ace of Cups. That's the Mortal Cup. So? Ignore him. It's a Mortal Instrument, one of the three holy objects of my people. What's it doing here? I don't understand what any of this has to do with my mom. Your mother was a Shadowhunter-- like him. N-No, my mom is a painter. She never told you any of this, did she? Look, all I know is that she's gone, and I have no idea where to start looking for her. Let me read you. (gasps, sighs) There's something blocking your mind. My guess is your mother hired someone very skilled to protect you. From what? Your own memories. Why? I don't remember anything she'd want me to forget. (distant footsteps) (grunts) Wait. Nice to meet you. - (grunts) - (yelling in pain) Ow! What the hell?! -Ow. -You scared me. What the hell happened here? -My mom's missing. -What? Someone took her... and destroyed the place. (panting): Well... so, um... this guy is helping me find her, but you can't see him, and he... Clary. Great. Okay, now I can't see him, either. Jace Wayland, demon hunter. Uh... Simon Lewis, keymaster. Are you the gatekeeper? I have no idea what you're talking about. CLARY: Wait. What, so you can see him now? -What? Of course I can see him. -But I thought... -No, no... -What are you talking about? This... this is so confusing. Who's this? That's my dad. He died when I was two. Clary, a moment. So, wait, your mom is gone, and you're hanging around with some dyed-blond wannabe Goth weirdo? I mean, where'd you come across this guy? No, I-I didn't. He found me. SIMON: What? He found you? -No, I know it sounds... -You should check this. Oh, and for the record, my hair is naturally blond. Clary, Clary, Clary... Simon? She called you? Why didn't you pick up? If I'd known it was serious, I would have picked up. Well, how would you know if you didn't pick it up? (groans) What's that? Nothing good. Do you have any idea where she got this? I've got to find Luke. 1 (thunder rumbling) It's so weird. His truck's here. Come on. This way. -No, you wait here. -Who made you the boss? It's okay. Just let us know if anyone comes. (thunder rumbling) I've known Luke all these years, but I've never been down here. What? PANGBORN (in distance): Come on, mate! (men chatting indistinctly in distance) PANGBORN: Now, listen... all you got to do, mate, is tell me the truth. LUKE: I'm telling you, I don't know what the truth is. PANGBORN: I know you and Jocie are close. I'm not stupid, am I? Don't answer that. Listen to me, mate. Just tell me -where the Mortal Cup is. -(quiet high-pitched whirring) And then Jocie will be fine. -(rumbling) -Lukey, tell me. Tell me the truth. - LUKE: I don't know. - PANGBORN: You don't want to make me angry. -I'm telling you... -Do you?! Hmm? I'm going to ask you again, mate-- where's the Cup, huh? -I don't know. -(grunts) We all want the same thing, Lukey boy, don't we? Huh? Difference is, I think you know where it is. Don't you? -Come on. Come on. Talk! -(grunting) We need to go. No, please, you have to help him. You don't understand. They work for Valentine. He's a dead man. I can't help him. He's like family. PANGBORN: You know what's really amazing is how much you actually look like a human. Isn't it great? Huh? (laughing) (grunts) Please. PANGBORN: Well, you're going to get mad. You're going to change. I want to see you change. (grunts) Show me how you can change. Huh? Look at that. Look at that. (grunts) Dog boy's coming on. You want to hump my leg? You hump legs? You like that? You want to smell my derriere? (Pangborn howling) (grunts) I want to see you change! -(punch lands) -You just got to tell me where Jocelyn hid the Cup. Then you can have her back. She'll be safe and sound. (growls) I don't want her back. I couldn't care less. I have spent years cosying up to that woman and her brat for the Mortal Cup. Pangborn, listen to me. I want to be the one to give her to Valentine. PANGBORN (chuckles): Yeah, right. LUKE: You are making a big mistake. I don't believe you. Do you believe him? (thunder rumbling) (grunting) -Clary, run! -Clary, listen! (grunting) (siren wailing) Excuse me. Officer? I-I'd like to report a break-in. And a missing person. (grunting) (grunting) (panting) (grunting) (grunting) (rapid ticking) SIMON: My friend's house got broken into, and, uh... - Her mom's missing. - Oh, no. Run! (grunting) (grunting) You killed two cops! They weren't cops. Let's go! (Clary panting, whimpering) (gasping) (coughs) Clary. You can't stay here. They'll find you. How could Luke say that he didn't care? I've known him for as long as I can remember. He... he used to read to me every night. He's been picking me up at school for years. Look, maybe those memories aren't real. Do you remember what I told you? You can't trust anyone. No, I need to find my mom. I have to go home. -There must be something that I missed! -Listen to me, okay? We'll figure this out, but not here and not now. We need to get you to a safe place. I'm a Shadowhunter, Clary, and I will protect you with my life. SIMON: There you guys are. I thought you were right behind me. I thought I'd lost you. Okay. I'll follow you. SIMON: Are you sure about that? 'Cause he just killed two cops. JACE: Yeah, they weren't cops. SIMON: They looked like real cops to me. They weren't real cops. (chuckles): Okay. So, where did they get the car? They weren't real cops. We'll be safe in here. What is this dump? This isn't a dump. You just can't see it. (wondrous music) (mechanical clicking, whirring) (locks thumping) (panting) -Hey! -Oh! ALEC: What the hell is going on? What are they doing in here? -JACE: It's a demon bite. -SIMON: Clary. Jace, do something! Is this the part when you start tearing off pieces of your shirt to bind my wounds? If you wanted me to take my clothes off, you should've just asked. (Clary grunts softly) (panting weakly) WOMAN (echoing): It's just a fever. (chuckles): Hey. Hey, she's waking up. (hisses in pain) I passed out, and you guys tattooed me? Thought that only happened in Vegas. -It's not a tattoo. -It's a rune. They have them for everything-- they make you invisible, strong, they heal. They also make you visible. That's why I could suddenly see him. -Even if you're hungry... -No. The fact that the rune had an effect on you explains why you can see us. I don't get it. Mundanes can't survive the process. The runes are too strong for them, so... well, now we definitely know you have Shadowhunter blood. SIMON: Wait, it wasn't definite before? Well, it became definite when she didn't die. Yes. Here, see if these fit. It's not every day we get guests in here. Especially not girls. (Clary clears throat) Oh. Yeah. Shouldn't we call the cops? I mean, the real ones. That's a great idea. I just don't know why we haven't thought of that for the past thousand years. Hodge is ready for her. He wants to see her alone in the library. Who's Hodge? He's in charge of the Institute. Okay, let's go. Hundreds of Shadowhunters used to seek asylum here. But, as you can see, right now, we're the only ones. Without the Mortal Cup, we're a dying breed. Either you're born of a Shadowhunter, or you have to drink from the Mortal Cup. You coming? Pretty far from Brooklyn, isn't it? Stay away from Jace. You may find Hodge a little eccentric, but he's one of the greatest Shadowhunters that's ever lived. Here, give me that. (wondrous music) (music continues) (music continues) ALEC: Don't you think it's a bit risky inviting a complete stranger into the heart of the Institute? No. I think we can trust her. And what about her mundane friend? Well, that was impulsive. When you're impulsive, things go badly. Just be careful-- the rune to fix a broken heart is the most painful one. They'll be out of here in a day, I promise. ALEC: Jace. HODGE: She was one of the best, your mum. But I don't understand why sh... Yesterday you were just a normal girl. Today you feel as though your whole world has been turned upside down. There's only one thing you need to know. The stories you were told as a little girl about monsters, nightmares, legends whispered around campfires... they're all true. Demon? Yes. Demon? No. Werewolves aren't demons. We have a truce with Downworlders. Oh. Downworlders? What is that, like... people below 14th Street? Well, "Downworlders" pretty much sums everything up-- vampires, werewolves, warlocks. (chuckles): Warlocks. Cool. So, how do you kill a zombie? We don't. Oh, of course; they're already dead. No. They don't exist. Oh. So, that's the famous Cup everyone's talking about. A replica. But yes. You know, Jace has got a real chip on his shoulder. You would, too, if you saw your father murdered when you were a child. If it weren't for him, we'd be dead. He saved our lives more times than I care to admit. Right. HODGE (voice-over): The legend goes, the Crusaders summoned an angel-- the Angel Raziel. Raziel poured his blood into a cup, and those who drank from it became half angel, half human. Shadowhunters. As did their children and their children's children. Beings of immense power, strong enough to restore balance and protect the world in a war against evil. A war that can never be won... but must always be fought. Demons don't die easily. (sighs): Whereas we... we remained all too mortal. Why didn't they just use the Cup to create more Shadowhunters? Valentine's exact words. The Clave-- the Keepers of the Cup-- they were afraid of using its power. They knew that hardly anyone who drank from it survived. (voice-over): Valentine Morgenstern drew a circle of friends together-- young, idealistic Shadowhunters... ...to help him steal the Mortal Cup from the Clave. But he didn't want to protect humanity. He believed there had to be an evolution of Shadowhunters, something more powerful. He began experimenting, using the Mortal Cup. He learned how to summon demons. (yelling) (voice-over): He even injected himself with demon blood so he could control them. He wanted to rule. Your mother, to prevent that, stole the Cup from him, and vanished into thin air. But if she's the only one that knows where the Cup is, then... Maybe she isn't. Maybe she told someone else. Someone who doesn't know she knows. The Silent Brothers are ready for her. CLARY: Why didn't Hodge come with us? He hasn't left the Institute in years. Some say it's a spell. He's agoraphobic. Is that him? JACE: No, that's Harold, the groundskeeper. That's him. (mysterious music) DEEP VOICE ECHOES: Are you sure you want to go through with this? We will help you to remember. (gate creaks) (eerie music) (music continues) Ow! Shh. You'll wake the dead. I can't believe this place is just outside the city. (gate creaks) Welcome to the City of Bones. This is where the Silent Brothers draw their power, from the bones and ashes of Shadowhunters. All of them are buried here? Yes. One day... that's gonna be me. (gate creaks) This is as far as I go. You'll be fine. So you've done this before? No. You must listen with your mind. (low, echoing growls) (voices whispering indistinctly) (whispering grows louder) (whooshing) (whispering fades) # La, la, la # La, la-la-la, la, la... Mom? Mom? (door creaks quietly) Go. Go. JOCELYN: Clary, this is Luke, my dearest friend. You can trust him. LUKE: Hi, Clary. (whispers): Don't tell. (voices whispering briefly) (humming melody) JOCELYN: Don't touch that old thing. JOCELYN (voice-over): It's just an old cup, Clary. (gasps) Clary! Clary, are you okay? -Clary? -(gasping) JACE: Your block is stronger than I anticipated. It can only be undone by the one who put it there. I have no idea who put it there. You wrote it. Your mind remembers the inverted image. Just have to look at it differently. "B-A-N-E." Bane. -Who? -Magnus Bane. He's a Warlock. I should have known. Well, let's go talk to him then. Not like that. We're gonna need some help from Isabelle. 1 CLARY: This is a top. It's a dress. (Clary sighs) I can't pull this off. Well, actually, with the right shoes... No, I mean... this dress is so tight, it's like a second skin. (sighs) Don't you have anything else? If you go out looking like your mundane self, we won't get within a hundred feet of Magnus Bane. He's the High Warlock of Brooklyn. Now, stop complaining, come over here. -(Clary sighs heavily) -Hold this. That guy Alec doesn't like me very much. That guy Alec is my brother. Does Jace know how Alec feels about him? Is it that obvious? It's really not that big of a deal. It isn't to me either. But it is to the Clave. I don't make the rules. See? You look pretty. How is being dressed like a hooker gonna help me find my mom? Easy now, those are my clothes. Doesn't she look great, Alec? She looks like someone whose phone number should be on a bathroom wall. I think you look great. Wait, I've... been here. (knocking) (lock clicks) (rock music) -Wait. -What? Is that better? It's better. (music continues) Well, well, well. Look-a here. I don't remember inviting any children of the Nephilim. Magnus Bane. We need to talk. MAGNUS: You know I don't like you guys. But I'll let you stay, but only because of the hot one. -Thanks. -Thank you. What? I meant him. The one with the blue eyes. And because of Clary. Wait. How do you know her name? Come with me. (sighs) - Where's your mother? - She's missing. That explains it. Every year, she brought you here. She never missed an appointment. Not every spell turns out as perfect as the one I did on you. (voice-over): As soon as you started drawing the angelic rune, it was a sign your memory was surfacing. I had built that into your mind so that she knew when to bring you back. What you saw from the shadow world, you would forget, even as you saw it. But as you grew older, you needed my treatment more frequently. She knew she had to tell you one day, but until you were ready, she wanted to keep the block on your mind. It was exactly how she wanted it. SIMON: So how long do you think we're gonna be here? ISABELLE: Relax, Simon, okay? (exhales) Don't drink that! (glass shatters) (choking) -Simon! Simon! -(laughter) It'll wear off over time. It's already wearing off, or we wouldn't be here. I need to remember. My mom doesn't have time. Please, there must be something you can do. (sighs) You're the one who's been buying all my mom's paintings. Why did you buy all of them? I knew she needed the money. You even have a portrait of my dad. That's not your dad. He's a soldier who died in Iraq. Jocelyn never even met the guy. She was asked to paint his portrait, but it was too painful for the widow. She kept the picture so... She could pretend he was my dad. Everything she did, she did for you. Your mother's whole existence-- the running, the hiding, the lies-- were to keep you safe. Was anything she ever told me true? There's a treasure map inside your head, Clary. Find the Cup, and it will lead you to your mother. They've taken Simon. -Who? -Vampires. Just remember, it was Shadowhunters your mother was running from. Let's go find Simon. ALEC: We can't break into a vampire's lair; we never learned. -JACE: Don't start again. -Jace, you know the rules. CLARY: Guys, what are we doing here? I thought we were trying to find Simon. We know where he is. We just need to pick up a few things. (grunts) What is this, some kind of deal you have with the church? Demons exist all across the world in their varying, different forms. Shadowhunters cling to no particular religion, and in turn all religions assist us in our battle. We could have as easily gone to a Jewish synagogue or a Shinto temple or... Here it is. (sighs) (clanking) Beneath every altar in every church... -(Alec grunts) -...you'll find this. So, what do you believe in? JACE: I believe in myself. I know my job is to kill demons. I don't have to believe in anything else. What about the Angel Raziel? JACE: Yeah, makes for a nice story. -But Hodge thinks... -Yeah, Hodge. He, uh, needs to get out more. -I thought... -Listen, I've been hunting demons for over a third of my life, and in all that time, I've never seen an angel. Here. Here, you take this one. I don't... (chuckles) Here, let me show you. It's a vampire gun. Must pierce the heart. Push it up against the chest. Fire. -(gasps) -Recharge. Then you're good to go again. CLARY: Hotel of Death? You can't say they don't have a sense of humour. Come on. What is it about her? She's brave. We're Shadowhunters, we're all brave. She wasn't raised like us; she's different. She's gonna get us all killed. (door opens) (door closes) (panting quietly) -(distant howling) -(gasping) (panting quietly) Simon's shirt. (gasps) (panting quietly) (distant grunt) He's up here. (gasps) Simon. (gasps) Oh, my God, oh, my God, Simon. Clary. (grunts) No, I can feel him! (panting) Give me a hand. Come on, come on. (grunting) These damn boots! (shuddering) Here. JACE: Come on. Guys, steady. Slowly. (wood creaking) He's alive! Careful. (coughing) (weakly): Go on. Get out. They don't want me. They want you, they want the Cup. (Clary and Simon grunting) - (rubble crumbling) - (groaning) Come on. -Let's go. -Oh, God. -JACE: Let's go! -(Simon groaning) No, here. (Simon groaning) (Clary gasps) (screaming) -In here! -Go! (both panting) (gasps) Jace. (panting) (vampires yelling) (grunting) (grunting continues) (grunts) Behind you! (both scream) (screams) (vampire grunting, Clary screaming) Come on! Come on! (grunts) (hisses) (grunts) (panting) -(vampire grunts) -(Clary screams) -(snarling) -Clary! (gunshot) (hisses) (panting) There's too many of them. Have a little faith. (rumbling) (vampires yelling) (werewolves growling) (panting) -(vampire growls, Clary screams) -Run! (grunting) (growling) Jace, I need a knife. (barks) -The sun. -JACE: Let's go. You help Simon. (straining) -(screams) -JACE: Clary! SIMON: Hold on! (all straining) -(skin sizzling) -(vampire screaming) (panting) Thank you. For saving Simon. (sighs) (coughing) Are you okay? I'm okay, I'm okay. 1 1 ALEC: Clary. Can I talk to you? Yeah, I was just gonna go see Simon. I want you to leave here. What? You almost got us killed. Well, I-I'm sorry, we didn't have a choice. I mean, we had to save Simon, and Jace... Jace thinks he needs to save the world. But you don't need to encourage him to do it. But that's what you guys do. Yes, us-- what we do. We're a team, you're deadweight. -A mundane. -I'm not a mundane. And if you were half as brave as you pretend to be, you'd admit that... What? You'd admit that you're in love with Jace, and that's what this is really about. (gasps) If you ever say anything like that again... I'll kill you. (gasping) Hey. (sighs) How long was I out? All day. Found your glasses. -One of the lenses cracked. -Yeah. How weird. I don't seem to need them anymore. So, what are you drawing? Nothing. (sighs) You okay? SIMON: Yeah. -It was crazy. -(Clary laughs) I'm sorry I didn't believe you before. Now I get it. -Mm-hmm? -Mm-hmm. And... and I must have passed out, and... and then you showed up. Listen, I know I've always been the one who needed you more than you needed me. That's not true. Yes, it is, but I never cared. I've only ever had my mom, Luke and you. Don't ever imagine that you weren't important to me. -(chuckles): Okay. -Okay. Yeah. (mumbles softly) (snoring) (piano playing classical music) (music stops) (music resumes) (slams piano keys) Whoa. What did that piano ever do to you? You play it like you've lost your only love. Unfortunately, my one true love remains myself. Well, at least you don't have to worry about rejection. Not necessarily. I turn myself down occasionally just to keep it interesting. You do play that with a lot of passion. Well, that's the problem. I play it with too much emotion. It's supposed to be played with a simple representation of notes-- no interpretation. Music is supposed to have emotion. Demons react to certain frequencies when two tones cross. Drives them crazy. See, Bach discovered this and put it into a system using a mathematical progression of tonal combinations that allows us to expose demons. So Bach was a Shadowhunter? Yes. So... Bach is to demons what garlic is to vampires. Kind of. I mean, you can run out of garlic. You can't really run out of music. CLARY: Is that where you keep all your toys? It's way more fun. Come on. It's a portal. Like the Bermuda Triangle, it's a natural phenomenon. The Institute was built around it. Some say that the Institute was the first building in New York. Huh. So it's... Dimensions aren't all just straight lines. There's bends, folds and nooks. It's a little bit difficult to explain, but the portal can take you wherever you want to go in this dimension. So, as soon as you break that surface, you're transported to wherever your deepest thoughts lie. So that means -my mom... -Wait. We spend our entire lives training how to use it, visualizing where it will take us before we step into it, and that takes incredible focus. If you were to step into it without the proper training, you could end up in limbo, lost in your own mind forever. Here. Let me show you. Come on. No peeking. (wondrous music) (music swells) (music turns gentle) Pretty cool, isn't it? Now... you and I... have a birthday to celebrate. How did you know? Research. When I was trying to find you. 1 (voice-over): No one comes up here anymore. We have the place to ourselves. This is breathtaking. (birds chirping) (twinkling) Sorry there's no cake. Well, I was expecting nothing, so this is great. Well, everyone should get something for their birthday. (Clary chuckles) What did you get? Weapons mostly. I'm sure that doesn't surprise you. At this point, nothing really does. When I was nine... my father gave me a falcon. He told me to make it obedient. I was supposed to keep the bird blind, but I, uh, couldn't bring myself to do it. Instead, I touched and stroked its wings until it trusted me. I tamed it to perfection. I took it to my father, expecting him to be proud of what I'd done. He said, "I told you to make it obedient. "Instead, you taught it to love you. "You didn't tame it, you broke it." Then he took the bird and he broke its neck. I cried all night and I never cried again. Did you ever forgive him? He did it to make me stronger. Does that stand for Wayland? -Mm-hmm. -(bell tolling) Midnight. Watch this. # When your soul finds the soul it was waiting for # When someone walks into your heart through an open door. # when your hand finds the hand... When a girl says she wants a big rock, she doesn't literally mean a big rock. Every Shadowhunter should have their own witchlight. # when you're one... (bird screeches) # ...you were meant to find. We have company. JACE: That's Hodge's bird. We should probably go. # Don't let go. # Someone comes into your life. # It's like they've been your life forever. (gasps) # No, there's no one else's eyes # that can see into me. # No one else's arms can lift, # lift me up so high. # Your love lifts me out of time, # and you know my heart by heart. # Woh, oh, oh, woh, oh, oh. (chuckling) Yeah. We should definitely go. (both laugh) # And you'll know my heart by heart. # Woh, oh, oh, woh, oh, oh. # And you'll know my heart by heart. # Woh, oh, oh, woh, oh, oh. # And you'll know my heart... # (laughs): Sorry about the sprinkler system. - (laughs) - I forgot about that. You going to sleep? Are you tired? I've never been more awake. Simon, I thought you were... Asleep? Yeah, I was. Um, we were just... Next time, it might be a nice idea to mention that you already have a man in your bed, so we can avoid such uncomfortable situations. You invited him to bed? I know, it's ridiculous, isn't it? We would never have all fit. I didn't invite him into bed. We were just kissing. How swiftly you dismiss our love. Jace... Simon, it's late, and I'm sorry we woke you. So am I. JACE: Go ahead. Go after him, go apologize to him, go tell him just how special he really is. -Stop acting like that! -Like what? -Like nothing ever hurts you. -Well, maybe you should have thought about that before you kissed me. I kissed you? Don't worry, it wasn't that special for me either. I'm really sorry, Simon, but weren't you just in the... (scoffs) I was just looking for you. Where are you going? Home. It's clear I overstayed my welcome. Look, I'm sorry, okay? It wasn't like it was planned. Let me guess, it just happened. Please. Look, I know you don't like him, but... Actually, I hate the guy. Why? I thought you were better than that. What's that supposed to mean? I'm the one who's always been there for you, not him. (sighs) I'm in love with you. (sighs) And it's clear that you don't feel the same way. -It's... -Don't. There's nothing to say. And, Clary, he's just using you to get the Cup. Simon... (sighs) (grunting softly) (mysterious music) (music continues) 1 1 1 1 Your mother was the only other person who could do that. But I've never been able to do this before. Apparently the block wasn't just repressing your memories, but your abilities as well. (knocking) (sighs) (knocking continues) -Jace, I... -D-Don't tell me. You have a drawing emergency and you need a nude model. I'm not in the mood. Listen! I know where my mom hid the Cup. (sighs) 1 Hey. -Hi. -Clary... Wow, you look different. Yeah, it's just something I borrowed. I mean, nice outfit; it's good. Yeah, I-I can't talk now. Sorry. What? (fast-paced mysterious music) (slow mysterious music) (music turns fast-paced) Clary. I came for the tarot cards. -Why? -I need them. You know, the ones that Mom painted? I just need to look at them really quickly, and I'll give them back, I promise. DOROTHEA: Those can't come in here. This is a peaceful house. Put them in there. (clattering) (clattering continues) (sighs) (eerie music) (music continues) How are you feeling today? Fine. Just fine. (tense music) (music continues) (plays notes) Young man, that piano is out of tune. Please don't. (playing Bach) Young man. Stop. (chuckles) (music continues) (groaning) That song... (shudders) Not one of my favourites. (groaning) (snarls) Stop! Let's have a look. -(Dorothea growling) -(Clary screams) (grunting) (choking) (Dorothea hisses) (grunting continues) (pounding on door) (snarling) (screaming) -(snarling) -Get out! (grunts) (growls) (groaning softly) Oh, hey, Madame Dorothea. Have you seen Clary? I just got a text that said she was here. No. -(knocking on window) -Oh, okay. Well, I'll just... Simon! Simon! Simon! Simon, it's not really her! Simon! -(knocking continues) -Simon! (grunting) I'll take care of him. (knocking continues) Simon! She's got the Cup! (sighs) (neck cracks) (Simon yelling) (Dorothea screaming) Simon! (screaming) (screaming continues) (panting) (gasps) SIMON: I'm sorry. I'm sorry. (sizzling) Jace! The runes aren't working. 1 ISABELLE: (voice-over): Simon, you follow me. You cut these up. (zipper unzips) Don't. You've done enough. Don't talk to her like that; this isn't her fault. No, you're right; this is your fault. -Isabelle! -Alec kept telling you that you were going to get hurt. You were going to get us all hurt. -Now he's the one dying. -Well, we needed to get the Mortal Cup. But there were other ways to do it than getting your best friend killed. Why don't you go get Hodge. I never wanted anything to happen to Alec. I'm sorry. We agreed to do this together. We're a team. Since Clary got here, we haven't been a team. Hodge! Hodge! Alec's getting worse. (whispers): I know. I've already sent for someone. Did you get the Cup? (magical music) (gasps) (sighs) What now? Hodge? You have no idea what it's like living with the Clave's curse, unable to set so much as a foot outside, afraid to even open a window. Try not to judge me too harshly, Clary. (door rumbling) Hodge, what have you done? I always knew you would bring me the Cup. It was only a matter of time. Where is she? She's fine. You got what you want. Now let her go. I have to make sure you gave me the real one. Everybody wants the Cup for their own reason. (groans) And you don't? With this Cup, I can cleanse our bloodlines, save our race. You might not know much about mundane history, but I can tell you when people start talking about preserving a race, it never goes well. (chuckles softly) That's why my mom spent her whole life hiding it from you. No. She wasn't hiding the Cup. She was hiding you. Drink. I'm not gonna drink that. Why are you so afraid? You've been drinking this since before you were born. I fed it to your mother while you were in her womb. Oh, come on, Clary. You must have guessed by now. All these amazing talents that your mother so desperately tried to suppress, where do you think they came from? (whispers): You're my daughter. My blood runs in your veins. Now... drink. Drink! Take it out! No! (rumbling) Someone just went through the portal. I'll go check. (panting) (gasps) (panting) GIRL: # La, la, la, la, la... # (humming continues) (growling) -(wolf snarls) -(girl screaming) -(screaming continues) -(car alarm blaring) (gasps) (alarm stops) (gasps) (gasps) (demon groaning) (demon screaming) Sorry. I got a bit carried away. Luke, you're a... Clary, listen to me, listen. Don't be afraid. -Listen, right? -Don't touch me! Hey, hey, there's no need for that. That thing will be back. We are not safe out here. I jumped through the portal to get away from Valentine. I thought I'd end up with my mom. -(doorbells jingle) -Instead, I ended up in the last place I wanted to be. Listen, the portal brought you here because you must have been thinking of me. Deep inside, you know you can trust me. You said you couldn't care less what happened to either of us. You just want the Cup, like everyone else. I said that to protect you. What else could I do? Been keeping an eye on you this whole time. (growling) That was you at the hotel. Good throw, by the way. What about me? What about you? We had a deal. Well, I still don't have my Cup, do I? I held up my end of the bargain. No, you didn't. I gave you the Cup. You handed it to Clary. That's not my fault. Now lift it. (Valentine speaks Latin) Listen, it's all in your head. No. No! There's... there's a spell. Really? A spell? That's just an excuse for a real problem... in there. Do you really think I can fix that? I give you the Cup, you take away the fear. (Valentine yells, grunts) Without the Cup, I'm as stuck as you are. Except my fear is real. Every Downworlder, every member of the Clave, every Shadowhunter on both sides of the portal is looking for me right now. I'm going to need all the help I can get. You don't have to go through with this, Valentine. A demon has never set foot in the Institute. Well, maybe it's time they did. (Valentine speaking Latin) I've been waiting all these years to do this. Clary's given me no choice. (Valentine speaks Latin, then yells) She'll come back. Really? And what makes you so sure? There's someone here she wants as much as her mother. If you lie and tell them they're both your children... ...you'll break their hearts. What can I say? The broken make the best followers. Look at you. To love is to destroy. (dramatic music) (whooshing, rumbling) (buzzing, whooshing) (clicking, ratcheting) (grunting with effort) (buzzing increases in pitch) ISABELLE: Where the hell is Hodge? We don't have much time. SIMON: Does this look right to you? ISABELLE: No. -Hey, look. -Hey! Magnus? I'm going to need all of this. Lots of it. Take this. (buzzing, whooshing) (cawing) (people shouting) Lock this place down. 1 Don't do that! Valentine. Jonathan. How do you know my real name? Nobody calls me that. Is it true? Is Valentine my father? You know, he was a great man, until his conflict with the Clave. LUKE (voice-over): But when your mother ran away with the Cup, he was just so afraid of retribution from the Clave, he burned their house down to the ground. He wanted the world to believe he was dead. In the ashes, we found the remains of a man and a child. Wait a second-- there was a child? Valentine was so enraged, he wanted her to believe he killed himself and their son, your brother. I have a brother? Jonathan Christopher Morgenstern. (grunts) You're lying. My name is Jace Wayland. And my family are the Waylands. You think Clary is the only one with a block in her mind? Let me show you the truth. (yelling) You didn't tame him. You broke him. No! You... ...you are not my father. I came back to help you understand who you really are. I know you're unhappy here. Plagued by rules. Your place... is next to me. You're a Morgenstern. And you're my son. (fluttering, cawing) My name is Jace Wayland. I'm a Wayland. VALENTINE: Sorry to break this to you, but it's time you heard the truth. Don't. VALENTINE: It's all a matter of perception. You see, Morgenstern. -Take this. -Okay... Isabelle. (magical music) (ringtone playing) SIMON (over phone): Clary? Yeah, we found your mom. They found her. She's at the Institute. (cell phone ringing) -(distant rumbling) -Alaric. LUKE (over phone): It's Luke. Can you see it? Yeah, I see it. (deep, distant rumbling) Hey, guys, we have to go. Luke needs us. Where are we headed? The Institute. We'd be breaking the accords. Not if we stay human. ALARIC: Let's go, guys! GUYS: Go, go, go, go! ALARIC: Come on, move it! (engines rumbling) Ready to go! They've all been briefed. This is Alaric. He's one of us. -(engine starts) -Go ahead. You can hang your head out the window if you need to. I'm a werewolf... not a golden retriever. (tires screeching) ISABELLE: Simon! - Just wait here, I'll be back. - What? No. Isabelle, I can't just... No... Isabelle! (cawing in distance) Come on, Isabelle, where are you? (tires screeching outside) ALARIC: All right, move it! Come on, move it! - (growls) - Whoa. (growls) (sighs): All right. The werewolves are here to save us. Never thought I'd say that. (rattling in distance) Hey. Finally! Isabelle. PANGBORN: Hey, open up the door. (tense music) (music continues) It looks like he's responding. He'll survive. Oh, and be careful. You're being invaded. PANGBORN: Summoning all these bloody demons... -(cawing) -(Isabelle grunts) (cawing, screeching) (demons hissing, snarling) Run! (cawing) (eerie screeching) (demon roaring, howling) Run! -Where are we going? -There's another exit! -(screeching in distance) -Wait. Oh... Isabelle! I almost killed you. Yeah. Hey. You okay? -Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. -Come on. This place is full of demons. That's impossible. The Institute is hallowed ground. Yeah, no one seems to have told them that. Someone on the inside must have let them in. (cawing in distance) This is a rescue mission. We are not equipped to fight demons. -(demons screeching, growling) -(man screaming) (snarling, roaring) (roars) - (man screaming) - Spread out! - That way! That way! -(demon growls) -(woman screams) Move back! Come on! (clamouring) -(demon growling) -(man screaming) (screaming) We could use some help here, Alaric! Alaric! (man screaming) Come on, there must be some other way out of here, right? No, there isn't, Simon! LUKE: We can't hold them much longer! (dramatic music) (music continues) (sizzling) (gasps) Step away. Step away! (roaring) Clary, which rune is that? I don't know, it's just... -I've never seen it before. -Really? It's not in the book. It's fading. (crackling) (crackling) Here-- they're coming in through somewhere. I'm going to stop them. Come on. You guys go. We'll catch up. (growling, screeching) (screaming) (screaming) (roaring) (grunts, gags) (gasps) No! Oh... (screeches) (roaring) (cawing) They're coming from the dome. Come on. (cawing in distance) Jocelyn... you never left my heart. I've come to take you home. She's not going anywhere. How did you get up here? You're even more powerful than I anticipated. Get away from her. What the hell? Just listen to what he has to say. It's not what you think. Finally... both my children together. My daughter... and my son. I'm so sorry, Clary. I didn't know. Valentine's lying. You're Michael Wayland's son. Luke said my brother is dead. He died in a fire, and they found his remains in the ashes. I took Jonathan with me when I ran. The bones were of a child killed by wolves. I wish it wasn't true. She doesn't want to believe you... because she is in love with you... Jonathan. I thought your name was Jace. Jace is a nickname. Jonathan Christopher... J.C. Jace. (cries quietly) (sobs) 1 (cawing) ISABELLE: There's the lever. You go close the dome and I'll hold them off. (screeching) Take out the Cup, Clary. Take out my Cup! I want that Cup! You said you wouldn't hurt her! Enough! (cawing) That's enough. Now! (groaning) It's stuck! - ISABELLE: Close it! - I ca... I can't! I think there's a piece missing! (Clary screams) (grunts) JACE: Clary! (grunting) (blades clanging) I really need this. (grunting) Mom? (grunting continues) (blade whipping) (grunts) (rumbling) Find the others. All right. All right... you want to take the upstairs or the down? (distant screeching) I'm not too crazy about the basement. (distant cawing) I can't hold them back any longer! (screeching) Simon, hurry! (groaning) PANGBORN: Oh, Clary! Hello, Mr. Garroway. Looks like you're having a rough day, eh? I guess the, uh, humane thing to do in this situation would be to put you down. But you wanted to see me change. Oh, I do. (snarling) (screaming) - Get up! - (grunting) So, boy, how far do you want to take this? Huh? (panting) To the end. (grunts) (yelling) (grunting) (cawing) (gasps) -(Simon grunting) -Simon! (choking) (grunts) (grunting continues) (screeching) (demons bellowing, screeching) Isabelle! Hey. -(demons screeching) -(Simon grunts) Lean on me. (groans) Get out! Go on! -Get out of here. -(cawing) Come on! Go! (panting) Somebody told me that you like to play music. (groaning) Johann would be very proud. (grunting) (grunts) Now you shall die by Raziel's sword. -(yells) -Stop! Or I'll drop it! You don't want to do that. Don't give it to him, Clary. I need you to listen to me. As your father, I'm begging you. If you'd been a real dad, you'd know me well enough to imagine where the Cup is, where my deepest thoughts are taking it. You don't know the first thing about me. You're not my dad... and you never will be. I promise, you'll never have to see me again. Thank you, Clary. Without this Cup, we are lost. Not "we." You. (screaming) (grunts) -(Clary screams) -JACE: Clary! (grunting) -No! Don't let go! -Never! -Here! -(panting) (screams) (crackling) - (crackling) - (screams) (wind roaring) (wind fades) Are you okay? I don't know. (poignant music) (music continues) 1 1 I understand why you did what you did. And I forgive you. I want you to know... ...your secret's safe with me. (sighs) (sobs softly) (sobs softly) (monitor beeping steadily) -Hey. -Hey. So... how's she doing? Stable. The doctors don't know what she took, so we just have to wait. I'm sorry. I guess I'm an old romantic. I always hoped that when I finally said "I love you" to someone, she'd say the same thing back. And that someone will. (whispers): Yeah, I know. Hey, you're tired. Go sleep; we'll take care of her. Yeah, come on. # Underneath the echoes # buried in the shadows. # To see your ghost. # But you must know I'll be here waiting. # Hoping, praying that # this light will guide you home # When you're feeling lost # I'll leave my love... I like what you've done with the place. I've got a few tricks up my sleeve. Clary, we're afraid you're not coming back. It's just really hard to be around you right now. It's hard for me as well. But this is about more than us. You have an incredible gift, and we need you. I need you. I just don't know. Remember when I said I'd never seen an angel? Well, I lied. You're still the bravest mundane I've ever met. I'm not a mundane. Wait, Jace! # Be here waiting You took your time. You said you needed me. (chuckles) JACE: You should keep that safe. Yeah. Is it okay if I, um... Do I... -Is it... is it okay if I... -Yeah. Look, Clary, I don't believe it. It doesn't feel like the truth, not in my heart. I-I just don't know how to look at the world anymore. I don't see streets and traffic lights and cars. I see demons and angels. - Everything's different. - The world's the same. You're the one who's different. (engine starts) Don't you remember what Hodge said? What? All the stories are true. # When the darkness comes. # www.able.co.nz Captions were made possible with funding from NZ On Air. Able 2016