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I'm thinking we continue this conversation another time.
- At night? Over dinner? - I was thinking the same thing.
How about, um, Sunday?
Ooh, I made the weekend lineup.
- It's a date. - See you then.
- How'd you land Linda Hobbs? - I turned on the Wallace charm
and she thinks being seen with a dweeb will
- make her ex-boyfriend jealous. - You have no pride.
Which brings me my next question-- loan me 30 bucks.
You still owe me from the fifth grade.
Ho-ho money doesn't count. Come on.
Why ask me? Ask Lisa.
- I can't. I already owe her 7,000. - For what?
You think this hair styles itself?
Here's a thought-- why not earn the money.
I do earn the money. Look. I'm groveling.
I'm pleading. It's not that easy.
Or trying winning the money.
Talent shows are for feebs.
- First prize is 200 bucks. - I'm in.
What can you do?
I can drink soup through my nose.
- Anything else? - I can trick belch.
Shave my back without a mirror.
Edwin Mueller tried that last year.
- It wasn't pretty. - Who am I kidding?
My talents are freak talents. I suck at everything else.
Don't be so hard on yourself. I like your talents.
- Come on, belch my name. - For 30 bucks.
Maybe you need a partner. We could team up.
- I've got a special talent. - Great.
I'll crab walk, you name the state capitals.
Nope. I'm talking about my other special talent.
Ladies and gentlemen! I am the amazing Wyatt!
Master of the endless hanky.
Abracadabra!
Sleight of hand, you say?
An illusion, you ask?
No.
- Magic. - Make him stop.
You there, good sir.
Care to pull my ring?
- Care to pull my finger? - Come on, Gar. Play along.
Forget it. This is seriously lame.
What did you think?
I liked the music.
CHETT: Yoo-hoo, little brother!
[ Sucking Sound ]
Well, if it isn't the incredible wimpini.
I love this act. Weren't the hankies amazing?
- I can't get enough. - Chett, we're busy.
Want to see some real magic, Wallace?
Watch this.
Nothing here.
Nothing here.
# Ta-da da-da-da-da-da-da # # Ta-da da-da-da-da #
Ta-da!
Disappearing allowance.
How does he do it?
Sure, you give him money.
- So, did I miss anything? - Yeah.
- The show actually picked up there. - You're kidding?
Wyatt, I hate to break it to you but magic is for losers.
Wyatt, why don't you try some of these
- really cool tricks in the back. - Yeah, like "The Floating Skull."
- Or "The Yodeling Skull." - There's a reason
they're in the back of the book.
- It takes years to master them. - Well, I know some magic.
- Maybe I can help. - Hey, that's it!
If I had real magic powers I could win the talent show.
Wait. That's Lisa-magic. That doesn't require talent.
- I beg your pardon. - Wyatt, I don't have any real talent.
Let me use Lisa. Would you rather I snort soup?
Fine, but you'll never know the satisfaction of
pulling a quarter out of a young child's ear.
- I'll get over it. Lisa? - Okey-dokey.
- [ Electric Volts Sizzling ] - Ooh!
I feel all... tingly.
That's because you now have magical powers.
All you have to do is look up the right magic word
and you can do any trick in the book.
Cool. Where should I start?
- What about this one? - Now, that's magic!
Shalacazam!
Hey, man, watch the hair.
- [ Laughs ] - I think I found my talent.
[ Playing Off-Key ]
[ Horn Honks ]
[ Cymbals Crash ]
These tricks are awesome. There's no way I can lose!
We. No way we can lose. We're a team, remember.
Right. Sure I can't talk you out of doing those kiddie tricks?
They're not kiddie tricks, they're classics.
Look, you worry about you half of the show.
I'll worry about mine. I may need some help.
What do I do?
Stand perfectly still and let me cut your head off.
- Huh? - Let me cut your head off.
- No! - I say the magic word,
and your head's back on good as new.
Be a bud. Let me cut you head off, please?!
- Cut your own head off. - Fine.
I don't need your stupid head. I got something just as good.
That was certainly a spirited tribute.
I'm sure the beatles would be proud.
And next we have a team of magicians:
Wyatt Donnelly and Gary Wallace.
I don't know if you're aware,
but I'm somewhat of a magic buff myself.
Stop by the office and I'll show you
my collection of Siegfried an Roy videos.
- Okey-doke. - Whatever.
Okay, you go first, and knock 'em dead.
[ Russian Folk Music Playing ]
I call my first trick "The Dancing Napkin."
Dance, napkin, dance!
Thank you!
And for my next trick, I need a shoe--
- any kind of shoe. - Ladies and gentlemen...
The amazing Wyatt!
Now, sit back, take a deep breath
and prepare to be blown away.
Wienie... stick.
Wienie roast!
Alla-sheem-ballah!
Oops.
[ Everyone Yelling ]
That was quite a little trick. Perhaps for an encore
you can convince me not to expel you.
I don't understand it.
You singe a few eyebrows, everyone's on your case.
I'm sorry you're disqualified from the show.
We'll be lucky if we don't get disqualified from school.
If I'd cut your head off, this never would have happened.
- Come on, guys. - Sorry.
It's not just the money. I really wanted to win.
For the first time in my life, I have a great talent!
- Cooking wienies with your breath? - Better than dancing napkins.
Yeah? It's harder than it looks.
I don't care if you make a pool cover dance.
- We had a shot, and we blew it. - Maybe you need another shot.
Huh? What's with that?
- It's your second chance. - I'm out.
- You can't bail on Gary. - He's the one with magic powers.
- Why does he need me? - Good question.
Don't break up the team. You could be great together.
Gary may have the real magic but you've got style
and showmanship. It's what's you need.
Okay. I'm in. Wy?
Come on, man. This is my shot.
If I could be a winner just one night I can live
with being a no-talent dork the rest of my life.
- Okay... partners. - Great.
- But no costumes. - We got to have costumes!
- GARY: But no sequins. - Just on the hats.
Done.
- Hey, where's the book? - Don't need it.
Got it all in here.
[ Lukewarm Applause ]
[ Drum Roll ]
Ladies and gentlemen! I am the amazing Wyatt!
And I am Gary, the wicked awesome!
- [ Fanfare Playing ] - Meet our lovely assistant Lisa!
- [ Drum Roll ] - [ Fanfare Playing ]
[ Hooting and Hollering ]
Ours is not a traditional magic act.
Before your eyes, you will witness these spectacular
feats of prestidigitation handed down through the ages.
All in just 30 seconds.
WYATT: First, Gary, the wicked awesome will perform a
- stunning display of mind reading. - Zoe-allah!
You hate Broccoli, Rayon and your brother's second wife.
He's right!
Unbelievable.
Next, an astounding demonstration of...
- hypnosis. - Shinola!
- You're a duck! - Quack! Quack!
Quack! Quack! Quack! Quack! Quack! Quack! Quack! Quack!
- Amazing. - Quack! Quack! Quack! Quack!
Finally, a card trick... with a twist!
Pardon me, ma'am. Is that a royal flush up your nose?
Sim-sim-ballah-bim!
How does he do it?
Thank you.
You've been a great audience.
- But wait! There's more! - There's more?
That's right-- "The Lightning Round."
- What are you doing? - We're on a roll.
Go with me. I say these magic words--
- Budda-bing! - [ Audience Screams ]
Budda-bang!
Budda-boom!
Yo! back here!
Untoasted.
Gary Wallace! That was quite a show.
It reminded me of siegfried and Roy's "Rhinestone Tiger Tour."
- Principal Scampi. - You act is really coming together.
It's stylish, provocative and, uh...
No longer a fire hazard. I've never seen
anyone perform "The Arabian Swordsman" with such skill.
Thanks. You know the swordman trick?
The magician's handbook, page 417. You know
it take some people 20 years to master that trick?
You must be some sort of idiot savant.
What can I say?
I'm talented.
I'm throwing a dinner party tonight.
I'd love to have you perform.
There'd be some money in it for you.
Gee, I don't know. This is sort of a one-shot deal.
I'd hate to suspend such a promising young magician
but there was a great deal of fire damage.
- What time? - Be there around 9:30.
And, uh, lose the hat.
Got a minute, Svengali?
Look at this! We were great!
I particularly enjoyed the surprise lightning round
when you whacked me in half and made Lisa disappear.
- Come on, they loved it. - Gary, you don't get it.
- Lisa's still gone. - She is?
Yeah! Now say the magic word that bring her back.
- Um... sure. - You don't remember, do you?
Don't panic. It's in the book!
We'll go to your house and look it up.
I hope it's that easy. I got a bad feeling about this.
- [ Tearing Noises ] - [ Thud ]
Don't just stand there.
Get a wheelbarrow.
Okay, it's clear.
[ Grunting ]
Ease up on the choke hold, will you?
[ Groans ]
- [ Knocking ] - Who's that?
It's me. Open the door. I got to take a whiz.
- You're welcome. - [ Sighs ]
Whew. Okay, so where's the book?
- [ Knocking ] - CHETT: Butt-lick.
You in there?
- What's up, Chett? - I need new tires for my jeep.
That should do it.
Chett. That's a VCR.
As soon as I sell it it will be 15 inches
of mud-gripping quad-traction tire.
You got a problem with that?
No problem.
[ Toliet Flushing ]
Excuse me.
Okay. Here it is.
"The vanishing vixen. To summon those once
banished from sight say this word once into the night."
They sure don't make this easy. Meph-o-sto-pheles?
[ Roaring ] At last!
After 10,000 years, I'm free! Free to take my revenge
against the pitiful human race! [ Evil Laughter ]
That'll probably come back to haunt us.
You must have mispronounced the magic word. Try again.
Gary, the book! It's torched!
I may be stuck like this forever. We may never get Lisa back.
- Scampi's got a copy. - What?
We'll get it tonight when we're at his house.
Problem solved.
[ Thumbing ] Do you mind?
Here's the plan.
You search the house. I'll stall as long as I can.
- Right. - Wait!
Am I showing?
Hold on.
There. You're golden.
And the milk has vanished!
Thank you.
How many of you enjoyed farm-fresh eggs this morning?
Show of hands. I know I did.
In fact, I must have swallowed a whole carton.
Wyatt, a word.
Principal Scampi. Enjoying the show?
No. As a matter of fact...
I find it phenomenally painful to watch.
Where's your partner? Why aren't you doing
those show-stoppers I saw before?
We can't do that exact same act.
We're not prepared.
Uh... our beautiful assistant, she's home with the flu
and... we forgot to bring the sword.
Sure you did.
Oh. What luck.
Gary, hi. Did you find it okay?
No. I searched everywhere.
I combed this place inside the out.
I looked upstairs, downstairs, even the attic.
- There's no sign of it. - The bathroom?
Down the hall two doors just past the library.
- You have a library? - Where were you looking?
Gary, the wicked awesome will be taking over the show.
Whatever you do, no magic. Just stall.
Well, now I've got a real magician.
Say, how about a repeat performance
of that spectacular arabian swordman's trick?
Uh, sure. As soon as Wyatt comes back.
I understand that loyalty but let's face it--
Your partner bites and my guests are getting restless.
Tell you what. I'll be your assistant.
You can cut me in half. After all, what lad could
resist the opportunity to slice his principal in two?
Why is it never easy?
Come on. Chop away.
Principal Scampi, I can't hack, hack, hack.
We have to build up to that moment.
Oh, of course. Showmanship. Carry on.
Ladies and gentlemen you are about to witness one
of the baddest most awesome feats of magic ever attemped.
Who has a bowl of soup?
[ Slurping ]
Ta-da!
Now for my next trick
I will fold my body and walk like a crab.
And for my next fantastic feat I will belch a pearl Jam Medley.
[ Guest Groaning ]
Mr. Wallace, this is not a locker room.
I believed the mood has been sufficiently set.
Cut me in half so we can get on with dessert.
Let's, uh... let's make it interesting.
Take a little off the top.
- I've got the book! - Donnelly, what's going on?
Here's the word. Don't blow it.
- Mephostopheles? - [ Growling ]
[ Growling ] You dare to summon me dare?
I shall turn this soiree into an orgy of blood!
- [ Laughing ] - [ People Screaming ]
[ Growls ]
Ladies and gentlemen, you've just witnessed
Gary, the demon slayer! The latest addition to our act.
- Thank you and good night. - That... was spectacular!
Good work, Gary, the wicked awesome.
You got a real talent there.
Couldn't have done it without you, Wy.
- [ Cloth Tearing ] - [ Thumb ]
- [ Grunts ] - The topper!
I'll get the wheelbarrow.
Mm-hmm.
Lisa, when you disappeared where did you go?
I was transported to a dark corner
- of the fifth astral plane. - Wow.
- What was it like? - A little muggy.
- LISA: So what did I miss? - We conjured a demon.
Gary sucked soup through his nose.
- I missed the soup trick? - As much as I'd like to
wow you with a repeat performance I have a date.
Have fun.
Linda, good news-- I got plenty of cash.
We can do anything.
I've got good news too. When I told my ex-boyfriend
we were dating he got so jealous,
we got back together thanks to you.
Just one of my many talents.
Sim-sim-salabim.
[ Sneezes ]
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