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Come in close

Closer

Because the more you think you see

the easier it'll be to fool you

I'm going to flip through this deck.

And I want you to see one card.

Not this one. That's too obvious.

Pay close attention.

That was too fast. I'll do it again.

Are you ready?

Okay.

- Now did you see one?
- Yes.

- Do you have one in mind?
- Yes.

Now, do you see your card here?

No.

That's because you're looking too closely.

And what have I been telling you all night?

The closer you look...

The less you see.

Now look into my eyes.

And sleep. Okay.

And...

If you can get this bill
from me, you can have it.

Go ahead. Take it. Get it.

If you can say your name, you can have it.

All right, just hang out there, wriggle a sec.

I'm gonna take a little peek under the hood

-of your hubby's brain.
- Oh, no, no, no.

I'm picturing...

- Don't tell me.
- Of course.

Beach. Cocktails.

Florida?

Look, it was a business trip.

I mean, it is a kind of business.

Maybe the oldest business.

You know what, Honey Bee, let's...

She can't move, Mack.

You're thinking of a woman's name.

A! B! C!

DI El Fl GI

H, I, J...

J? Jean. Jane. Janet.

Who's Janet?

You know Janet?

It's not your best friend, is it?

- Your sister?
- No, please.

Her sister? Oh, my God.

You weren't away on business.

- You were away on Janet.
- No.

Your wife's sister!

Okay. Now she's gonna get upset.

Let's move over here.

You want this to go away?

- Yes.
- Okay, pull out your wallet.

Come on, get it out.

Do you shake down everybody like this?

No, only the special few.

What is this? Two hundred seem fair?

You know what?
This is a big deal. Let's go $250.

You're a stick-up artist.

Yeah. Of course.

Okay, and sleep!

Now, when I snap my fingers,

you won't remember any of this.

And you, Warren Beatty,

every time you see or even think of Janet,

you're gonna picture me naked.

And that's not a pretty sight.

Yeah.

And... You're wide awake!

Well, we did the best we could,

but some people
just aren't to be hypnotized.

- I did it wrong?
- Come on, Honey Bee.

- Oh, no, you did it fine.
- Let me buy you dinner.

Look after her.

Just have to hit an ATM first.

Ladies and gentlemen,
I am the next great magician,

and I will give $100

to anyone who can tell me
how this trick is done.

I have an ordinary spoon from Mel's Deli,
right here in Brooklyn.

Check it out.

Now, everyone
please pay very, very close attention.

Because I'm about to
bend this spoon with my mind.

Thank you. Thank you. Pass that around.

- What's this?
- What are you doing, man?

Look at this! Looks like
we got a spoon and a stem.

I've got other tricks.

Or you could give me my 100 bucks.

You said you would.

Nice wallet.

You have a very good eye, sir.

Thanks.

Wallet.

My wallet. My watch!

Stop that guy!

Stop that guy in the leather jacket!

He's got my wallet!

Okay, Los Angeles,

are we ready to end this thing?

Yeah!

When that timer hits zero,

a tank full of flesh-eating piranhas

will fall from above.

A lady has to have handcuffs. Right, girls?

One, two, three!

Yeah!

Help! Stop it!

She's serious! She can't get out!

Go get some help!

Help, dude!

Get out of the way! Move! Move!

Come on! This is bullshit!

Whoever thought of this is a sick sadist!

Yes!

I am your biggest fan.

I could tell by the way
you're attacking my face right now.

Close the door. Bad apartment building.

- Magician, come here.
- Okay.

- Wait, wait.
- What? What?

How did you do that...

The seven of diamonds
on the side of the tower?

- Yes.
- That's a trade secret.

I'll give you a hint. It involved
bribing the tower electrician.

How much?

50 bucks.

- But it's so hard.
- Oh, thank you.

Is it always a seven?

I could do that trick 52 different ways.

Can you do 52 different tricks on me?

I'll see what I can do.

Magic man!

I love your shampoo.

- Hold up.
- What?

You need to leave.

Are you kidding me?

Oh, my God, this is so embarrassing.

Is this what you do?

Some kind of sick trick you do to women?

"45 East Evan Street."

Don't worry about it. I'll call you.

You don't have my number.

I'm magic. I'll find it. Have a good night.

You are such an asshole.

Hey!

Henley.

Danny? Hey.

You got a card, huh?

No,no,no,
it's good for you. Congratulations.

All right, so here's what I'm gonna do,

I'm gonna go inside.
I'm gonna scope the place out.

You wait out here. I will come back

and get you, okay? Do not come in.

Hey, Danny! I'm not your assistant anymore.

Nice hair.

So, actually, what have you been up to?

I think you know exactly
what I've been up to, Danny.

I saw all your anonymous
posting on my website.

You have a website. That's good.

Good for you. Get the word out.

Okay.

So apparently none of us
was the only one chosen.

Let me be the first one
to kick my ego to the curb.

Yeah. Excuse me.

- Door's locked.
- Is it? I'll check.

You. Now, hold it, don't tell me.

Helen? No, no.

Henley.

It's on your coffee cup.

Thanks for keeping me honest.

That wasn't mentalist, by the way.

It was just an observation.

Second observation, you are beautiful.

Thank you.

That's good. That's very nice.
Very well-polished. Nice bit.

J. Daniel Atlas. Nice to meet you.

Very nice. I know
who you are and I just want to say that

I'm not interested in you doing

your mentalist thing on us.

Especially when we don't know
who brought us here or even if it's real.

Hold on, I'm sensing...
I'm sensing you are a control freak.

I'm sorry, have we met before?

It doesn't take a mentalist to figure that out.

You are a control freak.

Well, I take that as a compliment.

Only he would take it as a compliment.

Good. Another compliment.

So that's why you're no longer a couple.

A couple? No, no.

We were never a couple.

He used to saw me in half.

She was a very good assistant.

But I was too fat for Danny.

No. I said that one time
because of the trap door.

No one could fit through there. No one.

Rebecca fit through.

Rebecca fit for years.

Do you know how hard it is to stay

in those tiny little costumes?

No. I'm the main attraction.

Okay. So he never made you feel special.

And, trust me, you deserve
to be made to feel special.

That's a really nice story.

Hope you guys enjoy each other's company.

No way.

J. Daniel Atlas?

Dude, I've seen everything
that you have ever done.

You're like...

I idolize you. Seriously.

From a true fan. It's so nice to meet you.

I'm Jack, by the way.

Question. Did you get one of these?

Yeah. Death.

The High Priestess.

I'm the Lover.

Three minutes.

Hermit.

So, what are we...
Are we waiting for someone?

- Why are we just...
- The door's locked.

Oh, no, nothing's ever locked.

What is this place?

Wow. Thought my apartment was nasty.

Man, it's freezing in here.

What's that?

I don't know.

What's it say?

"Now you don't."

"A rose by any other name..."

Guys, what's happening?

Look at that.

It's gag!

Relax. Just dry ice.

Cool.

Wait. What do you think this is all about?

Hang on. Hang on.

I got nothin'.

Okay. Thank you. Thank you for the delay.

I'm just trying to create
the space for wisdom.

Danny, be honest. Did you do this?

No. Wait, did you?

I Wish.

Why didn't anyone ask me if I did it?

Oh, great.

Electricity is out.

Well, let's check.

Blueprints.

They're incredible.

Who do you think did this?

I don't know, but I really want to meet them.

It's a show.

Merritt McKinney,

Daniel Atlas,

Henley Reeves,

Jack Wilder.

Arthur Tressler
and the MGM Grand proudly presents

The Four Horsemen.

Thank you.

Tonight we would like to try something

that will, well, set us a bit apart.

For our final trick,

we're gonna do something never before

seen on a Las Vegas stage.

Or any stage for that matter.

Ladies and gentlemen,

tonight

we are going to rob a bank.

That's a lot of excitement for a crime.

I'm getting excited.
What about you, people?

One, two, three!

Sorry, sir.
There's absolutely no recording allowed

during the performance.

Oh, yeah, yeah, sure, of course.

Let me just put this away.

Actually, I need to take that.

After the show, I can come
and give it back to you.

Okay.

Okay, okay.

Now, please, please, settle down.

Now who here has a bank
they would like us to rob?

That's a lot of people with a vendetta.

So we'll choose one at random then.

My associates will make sure
it's random. Right?

- Elvis, help me out, bud.
- Thank you very much.

In Jack's bowl
are ping pong balls with section numbers.

Jack, could you hand me a section number?

Thank you. We are looking at Section B.

Where is Section B?

Okay. There. It's gonna be
one of you guys. Get ready.

I don't know why everybody's happy.

It's only them.

Merritt, can I get a row, please?

Thank you, Merritt.

We are looking at row number 5.

Where is that?

And Henley, could I please
have a random seat number?

Oh. Lucky number 13.

B-5-13. Where are you?

Sir, please, stand up. There you are. Hi.

Could you just confirm for me that this

is, in fact, your seat? B-5-13.

Yes.

Okay. Wonderful.
Now, could you please tell us

your name and the name of your bank?

Well, my name is Etienne Forcier.

And my bank,
it's Credit Republicain de Paris.

French. Okay.

We were hoping for something
a little more local,

a kind of mom-and-pop
credit union with no security.

But that's fine. A promise is a promise.

Could you please come up to the stage

and we'll rob your bank.

And while he does that...

There is someone here tonight

without whom we would just be

four magicians working the circuit,

trying to get...

Well, actually, trying to get here.

You probably know this man,

if not from one of the many, many

companies he puts his name on.

He is our friend. He is our benefactor.

Mr. Arthur Tressler.

Please, stand up, Art. Please, stand up.

The only man here with

the Queen's cell phone number.

Actually, please, stay standing, Art.

I want to say that
when we came to Mr. Tressler,

we promised that, as a unit,
we could become

the biggest name in magic.

So we wanted to say, "Thank you."

And by the way, Art,
you notice on the sign out front,

we made sure we put your name on top.

If you turn out to be as good

as you think you are, dear girl,

that won't be necessary much longer.

We haven't done our closer yet.

Why don't you watch it

and then you can decide for yourself.

Ladies and gentlemen, Arthur Tressler!

Thank you. And, of course, once again,

the Cardinal of Clairvoyance,
Merritt McKinney.

Etienne, what Jack
is bringing to the stage now,

is what we in the magic world
call a teleportation helmet.

You will need to wear this,
as it will allow you

to literally fold through space and time

to your bank in the...

8th?

-9th arrondissement.
- Yeah.

Now, once you are there,

we will be able to speak
with you through this helmet.

NOW if...

Oh, my God, that's beautiful.

It has the added attraction
of being very stylish.

It's about time the French learned
from America on that subject.

Is that a beautiful piece of headgear?

- Thank you. Thank you...
- It is.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

But before you go anywhere,

could you please, pick a card, any card.

Not that card.

No, that's an old American joke.
You can take that one.

Okay. This one?

Show it to your friends in Section B.
But not to us.

Okay, great. Now if you could
just sign your name there.

- Yes.
- In English, if possible.

- That's good.
- Thanks.

Put it in your pocket.

And now for one tiny detail.

Now, Etienne, let's step into
this cockamamie contraption.

And I'll step off of it. Bonne chance.

It's 11:50 p.m. here in Vegas.

That's 8:50 a.m. in Paris.

Your bank opens in less than 10 minutes.

One,

two...

Three.

What the fuck?

- Etienne?
- Etienne?

It wasn't supposed to happen
like that, was it?

Etienne?

I liked that little French guy.

Where did he go?

Wait, there he is.

No, no, no, no, please, please, please.

This is Daniel Atlas. Can you hear me?

Etienne? Are you okay?

Yes.

Perfect. What do you see in there?

Money.

Is this real?

Yes. Looks like three million
or so Euros' worth.

Okay, now, here's what
we're gonna need you to do.

I want you to take the card that you signed

out of your pocket.

And I want you to take the ticket stub

from tonight's show

and I want you to put it right there

in the middle of the money.

Now drop it.

Now, on the side of your helmet
you should feel a button.

Don't press it just yet.

That button activates an air duct

that connects Paris to Las Vegas.

Okay, good. Now you can press it.

All right, now, Etienne, hold on tight.

You might feel a bit of a vacuum.

Wait a second.

Thank you, Etienne. Thank you, everyone!

We are The Four Horsemen.

And good night!

Good night!

Hold up here.

Dylan Rhodes.

What? I don't think I heard you correctly.

Did you say magicians?

Yeah, Dylan, magicians.

Where are you now?

I'm at Aria. I'm heading
up there to grab 'em now.

FBI! Hands where I can see them.

Let's go. Get 'em up. Come on.

Let's go. Get 'em up.

Put the book down.

Okay. You got me.

- Freeze! Hands in the air!
- Oh, my!

Do one of you guys
mind giving us a hand with our bags?

Boss, please tell me this is a joke.

I just got Willy Mears
to finger Paulie Attanasio.

I'm a month, two tops,

away from blowing this whole thing open.

Get Turkelson.

He's in Atlantic City.

What about Cowan? Look at him.

He's just sitting there on his ass.

Hilarious, Rhodes.

I love you.

Asshole.

I don't have time for this magic crap.

This crap just pulled
three million Euro out of a Parisian bank.

- That's how much they got?
- Yeah.

Actually, 3.2.

Who is she?

Alma Dray from Interpol.

I'll be working the investigation with you.

You gotta be kidding me.

It's bad enough they got me chasing down

David Copperfield and Friends.

Now I'm being saddled with,
no offense, with Interpol?

I look forward to working
with you, too, Agent Rhodes.

I'm sorry. I don't think I'm gonna
need your help on this. Okay?

- Where's the French guy?
- I already spoke to him.

Oh, you did? You spoke
to my witness before me?

Your witness? I thought
you didn't want the case.

Besides, he's useless.

Oh, really? Why is that?

Because he believes their magic was real.

Oh, he believes the magic was real?

You're right, he probably is useless.

Is it okay with Interpol if we talk to him, too?

Thank you.

I have never stolen a thing in my life, okay?

I tried to give
the money back, but they won't take it.

Okay, okay, Etienne.
Just 'cause I'm new to this,

can you explain to me how you went

from Las Vegas to Paris in three seconds?

With the teleportation helmet.

Okay, what the hell is going on here?

He was hypnotized during the show.

I told you, he's useless.

Okay, I'll deal with you when I'm clone

with this other bullshit.

Hey!

During the show,
half the audience was hypnotized

to believe they were in the Philharmonic.

I guess that "bullshit" was the trigger word.

Okay. Ecoutez, buddy. Come on down.

You're not in the Philharmonic.

- How do you say "stop" in French?
- Stop.

Tell him to stop.

No, I can't. You just have to
let him finish his movement.

Okay, I need a time-out.

Too many French people in one room.

Agent Rhodes!

I'm ordered by my bosses
to provide a report.

And until we have one,
I'm here, like it or not.

So we can work together,

or you can continue to follow behind

asking the same exact questions I'm asking.

It's up to you.

I'm not finished.

I just flew 12 hours,
after what was already a long day.

And I do not handle jet lag well.

So if you want to see who can be grumpier,

I promise you, you will lose.

Fine. So which one of these idiots

do you want to talk to first?

Him?

Dylan, for the record,

mentalism has never actually
been proven to be accurate.

Okay.

That is to say, that it's not a science.

It's more for entertainment.

All right.

Just don't believe
everything the guy says. That's all.

Please convey my deepest apologies

to your colleague out there.

I'm really sorry about this
whole Tranny Tuesday thing.

I was out of line.

Tranny Tuesday?

Well, it's an arrangement
he and his wife have.

Or might not have, if you believe

everything Agent Fuller
is saying to be correct.

But isn't there a proud tradition in the FBI

of men wearing dresses?

No shame, Agent Fuller. No shame.

I'm just having fun.

So, if you had nothing to do with it,

then how did
the playing card get into the vault?

Oh, yes. That would be...

What do the kids call it these days?

Oh, yes, that's right. Magic.

Just answer the question, okay, smartass.

All right. Sorry, sorry, sorry.

You can keep that. Don't share it with him.

It says here you are a mentalist.

What exactly is mentalism?

Tricks, mostly. Some science.

Targeted guessing
might be a most apt description.

Along with some intuition
and the occasional...

Voices in my head.

Says here you were
fairly famous at one point.

You can
even hypnotize people over the phone.

Some big tours
around the U.S. for a few years,

-two TV specials.
- Glory days.

Then your brother/manager disappeared
with all your hard-earned money.

Did your research, did you?

IRS audit. Back taxes.

You've had a long hard slog back

into the limelight,
haven't you, Mr. McKinney?

Yes, indeed, it has. And I do appreciate
that trip down Memory Lane.

As far as I understand it,
when the man from Paris

put on the magical helmet...

Listen to me.

If you didn't rob that bank,
then you knew about it.

Which makes you an accomplice.

So if you wanna walk out of here
today, I'd suggest you start...

Now you listen to me, unless you think

there's a D.A. in the state of Nevada

who'd be willing
to make sense of this to a jury,

then we have a show to perform.

And you, Agent Rhodes,

have a drawing board to get back to.

Is this your first date?

What?

No, I mean, obviously, you guys don't
know each other well, if at all.

But, like,
there is a palpable tension in this room.

And before you get involved,

you should consider the fact
that she has a lot of big secrets.

And I know the first one is that

this is your first time off the desk. Isn't it?

You should have said something to him.

This is a weird way for you to find out.

You are literally
begging to be arrested. You know that?

If it means you would
actually do it, then, yeah. But you won't.

Because if you did, it means that you,

and the FBI, and your friends at Interpol,

actually believe,
at an institutional level, in magic.

The press would have a field day.

And we'd be even more famous
than we already are.

And you guys would look like idiots

even more then you already are.

Well, no, not you. But him. Right?

You have,
what we in the business, like to call,

"nothing up your sleeve."

And you know it.

Don't draw him in and then dump him

because abandonment
is a big "area" for him.

Mommy?

Daddy.

You have big daddy issues.

- Okay, that's enough.
- I'll tell you what.

Your average therapist is gonna charge you
$200-$300 for this sesh.

Me? I'll take a tenner.

Okay, later, if you're feeling magnanimous,

I'll still take a tenner.

You wanna know who sat
in that chair before you?

Mob bosses, murderers, and thieves.

And you know who put them there?

The guy who's sitting in this chair.

So I warn you,
I can maintain my resolve much longer

than you can maintain
that phony arrogance.

And the instant that you even show

the slightest crack in that smug facade,

I'll be there.

I will be all over you like...

Like white on rice?

Sorry. That's unfair.

Let me warn you.

I want you to follow.

Because no matter
what you think you might know,

we will always be one step, three steps,

seven steps ahead of you.

And just when you think
you're catching up,

that's when we'll be right behind you.

And at no time will you be
anywhere other than

exactly where I want you to be.

So come close. Get all over me

because the closer you think you are,

the less you'll actually see.

I'm gonna nail you...

Something wrong with that soda, Miss?

Oh! Shit!

First rule of magic.

Always be the smartest guy in the room.

Boss, what are we doing?
We're letting them go?

They all but admitted
they're gonna do it again.

About a half an hour ago,
you didn't give a damn about them.

- What changed?
- I met them.

Hey. Guys.

Hey, I ran a check on the audience.

Most of it was just filler.

People that Tressler
dragged in to pack the room.

But guess who was sitting there in the back,

filming the whole damn thing?

I don't know.

Thaddeus Bradley.

Thaddeus Bradley,
the guy from TV with the DVDs and shows?

No.

Okay, well, he debunks magicians.

He exposes them.
He shows you how to do their tricks.

Get him on the phone.

I did. You're having lunch with him in 45.

Good.

So you were a magician first?

What made you jump over to this side?

Do you know how many people went
to see magic performed live

in the last half decade?

About 1.6 million.

You know how many digital downloads
I sold in the same period?

Five million.

Isn't there a cost, though?

Careers.

Even lives.

I assume you're referring to Lionel Shrike.

I'm sorry, who's that?

Lionel Shrike.

A middling magician. A fool, really,

who tried to make a name
for himself in the '70s.

My first show, I revealed all of his tricks.

Exposed him
for the two-bit hustler that he really was.

A year later, he tried to stage a comeback.

Had himself locked in a safe,

and dropped to the bottom of the East River.

But he never resurfaced.

The guy died in there?

The safe was never recovered.

Must have been great for ratings.

He attempted something
he was ill-prepared to handle.

You're about to do the same thing.

But I assure you, Vegas was just a start.

New Orleans will be to draw you in
so you think you know their routine.

All the while, setting you
up for the big punch,

show number three.

What makes you so certain
New Orleans is their next play?

What?

Flyer they passed out after the show.

You, my friend, are going to be played.

And your pathetic attempts
at fawning to gain my trust,

only show how really
far out of depth you are.

Okay. Here's the deal.

You're great at what you do.

We're trying to nail the same guys.

So why don't you give us a hand?

Now, why would I do that?

The longer you spin your wheels,

the more money I make.

How about I drag you in right now

on obstruction charges
and force you to tell me?

Unless what you're actually
really trying to say is,

you don't have any idea how they did it.

Showmanship and theatrics.

When a magician waves his hand and says,

"This is where the magic is happening."

The real trick is happening somewhere else.

Misdirection. A basic concept of magic.

Not interested in the concepts of magic.

I wanna know how they robbed a bank.

You're an idiot if you think
they robbed a bank.

But don't take my word for it.

How about a trip to Paris?

Hermia,
the teleportation helmet, please, darling?

You're joking, right?

You wanna know how they did it or not?

I'm just gonna put this on your head.

Step right up.

There you go.

Now we just pull this down
all safe and snug.

Make yourself comfortable. There we go.

And when you're ready to go to Paris,

just say the magic word.

Blow me?

- That'll suffice.
- Bon voyage.

I personally prefer to take the stairs to Paris.

Welcome to the City of Light, Agent Rhodes.

Hardy har har. What was with the helmet?

My fun.

What?

Nothing.

So they got a vault set.

Yes.

And it's the exact replica

of the little French guy's bank.

So he's a plant.

He was a dupe, not a plant.

They chose him. They knew
which seat he was in.

No, no, no, the audience picked the seat.

Unless, of course,
the audience didn't pick the seat.

They let them think they picked the seat.

We'll choose one at random then.

Actually, they were just palming the ball

with the seat number they wanted.

We are looking at row number 5.

Henley, could I please
have a seat number?

Lucky number 13.

Could you just confirm that this
is, in fact, your seat?

He was selected.

They programmed his mind
to make him go to Las Vegas.

Viva Las Vegas.

And then
they kept reinforcing it, until he did.

They trailed him.

They studied him.

Nothing was left to chance.

I got his measurements.

He had no idea he was their target.

And they simply activated him in Vegas.

When I snap my fingers...

And once again, Merritt McKinney.

But how did they know what bank was his?

- You're kidding.
- Really?

Can you be any more
of a condescending ass?

Yes.

Like this.

There's a very rare, very mysterious way

in which a magician divines
an audience member's bank.

You ready?

Yes.

Credit card.

And that's how they got
the signature for the card

they left in the vault in Paris.

Very good.

You're being one-upped, Agent Rhodes.

Okay, but they had to get
the signature card in the vault.

You said they didn't steal the money.

No, I didn't say they didn't steal the money.

I said they didn't rob the bank.

My guess is that they targeted

a shipment of freshly minted money

headed to the Frenchman's bank
on-board an armored truck.

Which, of course,
is just as hard to break into.

Unless you're already inside.

And despite what the banks
would have you believe,

the men who drive
these trucks are not exactly mental giants.

For our Horsemen...

...it was almost too easy.

Hey, boys.

So, how did they make the phony money
disappear from the vault?

Flash paper.

Magicians use it all the time.

Creates no smoke, leaves no residue.

Two days ago, no one heard of these guys,

but tonight's show sold out in 35 seconds.

I think these guys have cracked
the secret to show business.

Give your audience $3 million.

Puts 'em in a good mood, doesn't it?

Best finale ever.

They're gonna be
the first magicians in history to get laid.

Remember, if the oxygen mask comes down,

-put it on the lawyer first. Remember.
- Oh, yes.

I always do. It's lawyer first,

-then myself and then the children.
- Then yourself.

Yes. Then the children.

We'll be getting there a few minutes early.

So, sit back, relax.

We should be in the Big Easy soon.

Appreciate you flying with us today.

So, what's in it
for Tressler, besides the money?

Ego.

Okay, pick your card.

Look at it, put it in the deck, and tell me.

No, don't tell me.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Thaddeus was there that night.

He knows exactly
how they pulled it off. What about him?

You think they could be working together.

Like there's another
Horseman or something.

I don't know. All I know is that these guys

were a bunch of street magicians

a year ago with no resources.

So, how do they go from doing that to this

without some kind of outside help?

Is this your card?

No, my card is sitting
over there in that guy's lap.

Nice shuffle.

Allow me to make plain
what we've both been thinking.

And what's that?

Well, obviously, you have feelings
of affection for Daniel.

Unrequited and misguided,

owing to his lack of emotional availability.

Consequently, you're very tightly...

How should I put it?

Corked.

Oh, lam?

Now, recognizing that
you have physical needs not being met,

and strictly in the vein of
helping a sister out,

I invite you to think
of me as your own personal corkscrew.

Wow. Thanks.

Let me mull over
that offer of cheap and meaningless sex.

Cheap and meaningless, maybe,
but not time-consuming.

Is it magicians, in general,
you have a problem with?

Or specifically those guys?

I could care less about magicians in general.

What I hate is people
who exploit other people.

Exploit them how?

Try again.

By taking advantage of their weaknesses.

Their need
to believe in something that's unexplainable

in order to make their lives more bearable.

I see it as a strength.

My life is happier when I believe that.

Is this your card?

Yeah.

Yeah?

- Yeah.
- Cool.

That smile on your face. Is it real?

Maybe.

So let me ask you, Mr. Detective Man.

Do you feel exploited?

Or did you have maybe
a tiny, tiny bit of fun?

Guy goes to the doctor.

Doctor says, "Sir, you're gonna

"have to stop masturbating."

He Says, "Why?"

He says, "So I can finish the examination."

Oh, Danny, can I talk to you about

-my role in the show real quick?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah. Sure.

Hey, guys.

We got a show to prepare for.

Do we now?

No, no, no, don't do that.

You're not doing that thing to me. No.

What thing? I'm just looking at you.

No, you're not.
I've been watching you for a year.

I know all of your little tricks.

That what they are to you? Tricks?

Yes, it's gimmicks. It's Barnum statements.

It's reading the eyes. Body language. I get it.

If it's such an easy thing,
why don't you do Henley?

Yeah, Danny. Why don't you do me?

No, you're too easy. I'll do Jasmine.

No.

Do me.

Oh, yeah. Yeah. Do Art.

Okay.

Even better.

- Art.
- Yeah.

But I warn you, I can be difficult to read,

when I want to be.

Just stay with me, okay?

So, Art, you were a tough kid.

You know, kind of a real rapscallion.

You had a dog. A real tough dog.

A brutish breed. Like a real...

I want to say, Ben the bulldog.

Actually, I was a prissy little tot.

I had a fluffy white cat called Snuffles.

Sorry.

Wait, let me try one.

- I can do way better than that.
- Let him do it.

Come on, give me
one more time. One more time.

He can do way better than that.

Let's do family.

You had an uncle on your mother's side.

He had a real, kind of...
A real masculine name.

A real, kind of, salt-of-the-earth...

You know, a real stick-it-to-you...

Like it was some kind of Paul.
Thompson? Was it a Paul...

Okay. You know what? I got nothin'.

- Nearly though.
- Was I?

Yeah. My uncle's name
was Cushman Armitage.

Really? Snuffles and Cushman Armitage?

That was your childhood?

I certainly hope
tonight's show is gonna be better than this.

Don't worry. Just you wait.

Hey. Come on, give me some good news
on a hotel room, please.

What, are you kidding me?

No, it's Mardi Gras, Dylan.

There's nothing within sight of the theater.

Hold on a second. Hold on.
Where is this woman?

Hey, hey! There you are.

What, the French girl
doing a little sightseeing

while she's in New Orleans?

No. In fact, here, speaking French

is actually an asset.

Do you see that woman up there?

That's Marie Claire.

And she has a lovely apartment for us.

You're welcome.

Yeah.

We got a place.

This other guy, Maximillian...

I am not interested in a history lesson
on magic at this moment.

If you want to keep playing
into their hands, go for it.

I'm just
trying to understand how they think.

You think I'm playing
in their hands, do you?

I don't know how any of that
is gonna go against this.

This what? This magic?

Lionel Shrike.

In Central Park,
he has a guy pick a card and sign it.

Then he goes to a tree
that has been there 20 years.

They saw the tree in half.

Inside the tree, encased in glass,

is the card with the signature.

How did he do that?

I have no idea.
But I'm sure there's a logical explanation.

You guys got a guy in that lobby yet?

No, but I do have some good news.

Remember how Atlas is such a control freak,

he's got his whole crew
on those tracking bracelets?

What tracking bracelets?

He has every member of his crew

wearing a tracking bracelet.

Those bracelets are on a sub-8 flat-band.

So as long as Atlas is tracking them...

Next.

...our boys can track Atlas

from right here in the mobile command unit.

Okay, call me if you get any movement.

Copy that.

You are missing the big picture here, Dylan.

There is a place in Paris, Pont des Arts.

Sometimes in the mornings
I sit on a bench there.

And I watch the people make a wish

and lock it in a lock on the bridge.

Then throw the key into the Seine.

All day they do this.
Mothers, lovers, old men.

Watching the key sink into the water

and their secret is locked away forever.

Real and, at the same time, magical.

So,

do you really think it's possible
there's a fifth Horseman?

Yeah.

There is a legend of a secret order

born in ancient Egypt called

"The Eye."

It is said they perfected sleight of hand

to steal food from the Pharaohs

and give it to the slaves.

Their purpose?

Using magic
and illusion to even the scales of justice.

Are The Horsemen next in a long line
of fools to believe this myth?

Will they evade the rules of law and logic
like they did in Las Vegas?

Or will the dark mysticism
of this Southern swampland

get the better of them?

Bravo, Mr. Bradley.

Either you have a cease-and-desist,

which you don't, or you should leave.

If I want something to cease or desist,

it does.

Take five.

According to your potential backers,

you stand to make 2.5 million tops

from your best special.

I have here a check

for 3.5 million.

To walk away?

To fly away. My jet is at your disposal.

Let's not kid ourselves, Mr. Tressler.

You're in this to ride them up.

I'm in it to ride them down.

I take it that we do not have a deal.

And therein lies our conflict.

Let me be blunt.

My bank account
is much, much bigger than yours.

And my lawyers are much stronger.

And they will manacle you

with so many injunctions.

Until you stand by, hopelessly watching

everything that you own drain away

in front of your greedy little eyes.

This isn't the first time I've been threatened.

It is, however,
the first time you've been threatened by me.

You shouldn't have done that.

According to superstition,

one who uses a doll
to enact one's own wrath,

is likely to bring that
very wrath unto himself.

Isn't that funny?

And I thought you didn't believe in magic.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the Savoy management welcomes you

to tonight's special performance,

The Four Horsemen, Act Two.

Unlike traditional performances,

The Four Horsemen encourage you to film,

call your friends,

upload, stream, and tweet the show freely.

Thank you. The show
will begin in a few minutes.

By the way, I know how he did that trick.

- Who?
- Shrike.

So, when he was 14,

he saw a hole in a tree in Central Park.

He had a guy who worked at the carousel

sign a card for what looked
like a routine little trick.

At the guy's retirement, 18 years later,

Shrike performs, has the guy sign a card,

and presto!

The card is in the tree.

It was in the tree for 18 years.

The card was in the tree.

The tree grew around the card in 18 years.
That's not magic.

The point is, the trick
was not to look closely.

It was to look so far

that you see 20 years into the past.

After Shrike drowned,
they never found the body.

What are you suggesting?

Arthur Tressler presents

Jack Wilder,

Henley Reeves,

Merritt McKinney,

and Daniel Atlas.

The Four Horsemen.

What is magic?

Our argument,
nothing but targeted deception.

So I want you to look.

Look as closely as possible.

Because the tricks you are about to see

may not seem connected.

But we assure you, they are.

Is what follows 100 different tricks?

Or is it one giant illusion?

And now for one
of the oldest tricks in the book.

Danny, if you wouldn't mind
opening up the box,

and showing everybody
that it's completely empty.

Now, we're gonna need
12 courageous volunteers.

I'm gonna take sweet little Fluffy here,

and put her inside this mystery box.

There are two pencils out there.

Hold 'em up high. Let me see 'em.

- Here!
- Yeah!

And now, you will say the magic word.

Abracadabra.

Yes, and I will wave this magic wand

for no reason. And then...

Fluffy has
magically vanished before your very eyes.

If you haven't experienced mass hypnosis,

you're about to.

And sleep.

Down, down. Sleep, sleep.
Completely sleep.

Good, good. Sleep, sleep.

And now we are gonna debunk

a few magic myths this evening.

We all know that Fluffy is,
in fact, alive and well.

And Fluffy has miraculously appeared.

As has the mirror

which makes the box only
appear as though it's empty.

When you hear the word "freeze"

you are all football players.

And your job is to tackle,

dismantle,

crush,

tear limb from limb,

the quarterback.

You will know who the quarterback is.

He will be the one saying that word.

Freeze.

Three, two, one...

Put your hands in the middle.
One, two, three...

Kill the quarterback!

Get on back to your seats.

I got a feeling
I'm gonna be seeing you soon.

I guess you have lost some weight.

At the intermission,

we asked you to write down
your current bank balance,

and seal it in an envelope.

Now it's time to take those envelopes out.

Everyone take 'em out.

Now, everybody,

shout out your name. All at once. Go.

Shout 'em out.

Clement? Frannick?

- Yeah! Up here!
- Oh. Way up there.

Okay. Dina? Robertson?

That's me!

Okay. Names. Names. Let's go.

Josepha Hickey?

That's me!

Josepha, I want you
to focus on your balance,

and count from one to 10 out loud.

One, two, three, four, five...

Stop.

Is the first digit 5?

Yes.

Do it again. This time, faster.

One, two, three, four, five, six...

Stop.

Six. Again.

One, two...

Josepha, is your
bank balance $562 as of today?

Yeah. That's what I got.

Unfortunately, you're wrong.

Okay, Dina,

1 ,

4.

7.

-7.
- Yeah.

You think it is.
But in fact, you, too, are wrong.

Clement.

You do not have $6,500 in your account.

In fact, everybody stand up. Everybody.

Yeah. Put your envelopes to your forehead.

Focus on your number.

This is... Oh, dear. Just as I feared.

Oh, this is strange.

You know, I hate to say this,
but you're all wrong.

Every last one of you is dead wrong

about what you think is in your account.

Okay, you can sit down now.

Yeah. I almost forgot.

This evening would not be possible

if it weren't
for our great benefactor Arthur Tressler.

Big applause! Big applause!

Art, actually, why don't
you come up on stage

for the finale?

- Come on down, Art!
- Come on down, Art!

There he goes. Okay, good.

Are we on red?

Bright red. We're all standing by.

All right, no one leaves the theater. No one.

There he goes.

Now, Art, did you fill out your envelope?

Well, no need. We've done it for you.

Now, Art, I took a guess.

North of 140. Am I right?

That's 140 million, by the way.

I'm sorry, Merritt.

How can he be right about his balance

and everyone else be wrong?

I think possibly because he, too, is wrong.

Everybody, take out your paper.

And using the flashlight under your seat,

start to warm up that paper.

I think your correct balance
begins to appear.

Now, Art, don't worry,
we have a flashlight for you.

Yes.

Look.

What's going on there, Daniel?

Wait. This is weird. A second ago, it said

$144,579,651.

But now...

Now it says $70,000 less.

Josepha, can you stand up?

Yes.

Now, what is your new number?

$70,562 now in my account.

Is it possible that
Josepha's balance went up

the exact amount that Art's went down?

Hey. Check it out. It's happening again.

IS it?

Wow. It is.

Art's balance has gone down another 280K.

Dina Robertson? What did yours say?

$281,477.

We have a confession to make.

She's right. We lied about something.

Yes. None of you were chosen at random.

All of you have one thing in common.

Everyone in this room was a victim

of the hard times that hit one of
America's most treasured cities.

Some of you lost your houses, your cars.

Your businesses.

Your loved ones.

But all of you were insured
by the same company.

Tressler Insurance.

You were abandoned.

You were loopholed...

...out of your settlements.

This is all for show. Correct?

"All" meaning we're doing it onstage
in front of a paying audience?

- Then, yes, it's for show.
- Whoa! Whoa!

I've got $82,000 in my bank account!

It says it right here on my cell phone!

Everybody, look at your
cell phones right now! Everybody!

Is this for real?

I don't know.

Is this happening?

I don't know! I can't tell!

Hey! Did you do this?

How could we, Art?

We don't have your password.

We'd need access to information

we could never get our hands on.

Yes, security questions, for instance, like,

I don't know, your mother's maiden name

or the name of your first pet.

Where would we get that information, Art?

You certainly would never tell us.

We got confirmation.
It's really happening. They robbed him.

Do not let them get away.

Hey, we left you the jet and the Rolls.

You got hell to pay!

Stop!

Stop! Nobody move!

Freeze!

Quarterback!

We are The Four Horsemen.

Good night.

Get 'em off me!

Get off! Get off me!

Get off me!

All right. I want everyone
on the street! Everyone!

Fuller, meet me in front of the theater

and bring the tracker.

Let's go! Let's go! Now! Come on! Let's go!

Give me the tracker.

Let's go.

FBI! Clear!

- Dylan!
- Damn.

What have you got?

That's him right there. Follow the red dot.

All right, I'll take this.
Go. Box 'em. Cut 'em off that way.

He's turning left on Burgundy.

Hey! Move!

Move! Move!

I got him heading north on Bourbon.

- Sorry. Move, move!
- Hey!

Hey, excuse me. Move, move! Excuse me.

I've lost him at Bourbon.

Damn! Where are you?

Excuse me.

He's heading south on Exchange Place.

Stop!

What are you doing?

He's going in Napoleon House.

Move! Move!

Move out of the way!

Hey!

Move!

He's in the bathroom.
I have him in the bathroom.

No!No!No!

Freeze!

Lower your weapons!

What?

I'm tracking myself!

The Horsemen
left egg on the face of what they call

the alphabet agencies,

calling into question

the efficacy of the FBI's task force

as well as the man in charge
of the investigation,

Special Agent Dylan Rhodes,

who was publicly ridiculed,

and even tackled at tonight's performance.

Talk about a fumble.

This is quickly becoming a national story,

as The Horsemen have now
seemingly pulled off the impossible

for the second time in as many days.

Two nights ago in Vegas, The Horsemen

seemingly robbed a bank in Paris...

Hey.

What are you doing?

I'm having a drink.

I came to get you.

I'm worried about you.

You're worried about me.
Well, I'm worried about you.

Atlas. You had him.

He didn't have a weapon.

I couldn't shoot him and you know that.

Yeah, but you... You let him go.

Didn't you?

A pretty French girl
shows up out of the blue,

acts like she's my partner
and then she lets the bad guy go?

Let go of my arm.

Who exactly are you anyway?

I thought you said you were a desk agent.

Not bad.

What is this?

What's the Eye of Horus?

Oh, certainly nothing
I want to get into tonight.

You're dismissive enough
about me when you're sober.

Find your way back yourself.

Mr. Bradley? Mr. Tressler would like you
to join him for a drink.

Sir.

Thank you.

What is your role with them?

Role?

Yes. You seem to know
everything about them.

What they're gonna do.
Where they're gonna be.

If it makes you feel any better,

this wasn't about you.

Please tell me why this was not about me.

This is a magic trick, Mr. Tressler.

Played out on a global scale.

You, sir, are the abracadabra.

The distraction, while they
set up the real trick.

I was a $140-million distraction?

Yes.

And that very ego that got you involved
with them in the first place

is what keeps you from seeing that.

- You know...
-"I can destroy you."

Yes, I do know.

Well, you won't.

And you won't destroy them.

Whatever this grand trick is,

it was designed a long time ago.

And I believe that what's about to follow
is really going to amaze.

So I suggest
you sit back and enjoy your front row seat.

You paid quite a lot of good money for it.

Whatever you stand to make

I'll double it, if you expose them now.

And destroy them.

I stand to make five million.

Am I flinching?

No, you're not.

Good morning.

I'm sorry. Good morning.

I'm sorry for your arm.

No.

I'm sorry I was a drunken asshole.

And I'm completely lost in this case.

Will you please explain to me
what all this means?

Okay. Sure.

They are called "The Eye."

Known for thousands of years

as the keepers and protectors

of real magic.

"Candidates for initiations

"must follow
a series of commands with blind obedience.

"For only by taking a leap of faith

"will their eyes truly be opened

"to the world of miracles."

So The Horsemen, the heists,

the shows, all of this is only to...

To join "The Eye."

Come on.
Don't you think that's a little extreme?

I mean, I had to pledge
at a fraternity at Rutgers

and all they asked from me
was to do four beer bongs

and put a diaper on a squirrel.

What?

I like squirrels. I'm not a frat guy.

It's just... Never mind, I'm an idiot.

A sweet one.

Have you ever

felt something that you can't see

but you know it's there?

What?

- Shit!
- What?

Look, a bug.

Someone has
heard every call, read every text.

That's how
they were able to stay ahead of us.

God damn it!

Get me Atlas' interrogation tape.

Yes, sir. I have it on the hard drive.

Picture's up.

Okay, fast forward.

Go on, go on. Freeze!

Okay. Frame by frame. Go on.

Play it through.

Stop. Zoom in tighter. Tighter.

There. That's where he took my phone.

Is that thing transmitting?

Only when
you're making a call or sending a text.

Plus I removed the bug.

All right. Put it back in
and turn on the phone.

They don't know
that we know about the bug.

As of this instant, we are ahead of them.

We need to keep it that way. Understand?

Find my real phone and track it.

Already did. As of about 20 minutes ago,
it's in New York City.

Good.

I wanna cut 'em off at the knees.

They got power? Cut it.

They got phones, electricity, water? Cut it.

Squeeze 'em out.

I want 'em to feel our presence.

And get me an airplane!

The firewall's down.
Do they know about this?

They who?

"They," "them," whoever we're working for.

Who are we working for?

And are we prepared to go to jail for them?

Stop being paranoid.

It really does happen.

It happened to you.
Doesn't mean it's gonna happen to us.

Guys, I don't know if can do this, all right.

I don't want to go to jail, you know?

Then don't screw up.
You're always talking about

wanting to be treated like an adult.

Now might be a good time
to start acting like one.

Stick to the plan. Stay here and burn it all.

I don't know what I'm doing here.

I don't know
what you would do anywhere else.

I'm here for the pot of gold
at the end of the rainbow.

That's it. Then I'm gone.

You can do whatever you want
when this is over, Merritt.

But until then, you stick to the plan.

Hey, guys. They're here.

- My guys are ready to go.
- Let's do this quickly...

- No.
- What?

She doesn't have jurisdiction here.

She's Interpol. She's with me.

She stays.

What? What?

Stay in the car.

Let's go.

Okay. Let's do it.

FBI!

Ladies first.

Don't move!

Tell me.

Is my money being well-spent?

Exceedingly well.

Now you tell me,

how do you like your Horsemen?

Fricasseed or fried?

Shredded.

I'll tell the Chef.

Freeze!

Dylan!

Hold on!

You little...

Come here!

Five is clear. Standing by for six.

You little Shit!

You little Shit!

- What game are you playing?
- What game are you playing?

We're all good at six. Move to seven.

Copy that. Going to seven. Go, go, go!

Hey!

Come here!

Come here!

All right, hold on, hold on!

- Really?
- Yup.

You...

You little...

Shit!

Shit!

Give me that!

All units, cover the north exit now!

Clear on Evan.

Block every possible exit.

Hey! Get back. Shit.

- FBI. Sort of. I need your car. Thanks.
- What?

What?

Stop! Stop!

Hey!

Good. Follow him!

Don't ever tell me to stay in the car. Ever.

Fine! Now go!

There he is!

Move!

Left!

We're heading east on the FDR Drive.

- This is not east.
- North! North!

We're coming to you live above the FDR,

where NYPD
and federal agents, as you now see,

are engaged in a high-speed pursuit,

following a black sedan.

Fuller, where are you?

Right here. Trying to catch up to you now.

We're now trying to get you a better shot.

Come on!

It looks like they're turning

onto the 59th Street Bridge.

As soon as we have them within range,

we will bring you those pictures live.

Good. Just stay with him.

Go, go, go!

Behind... You're behind the bus!

Get over!

Oh, shit!

Come here!

Get back! Get back!

Dylan, let's go, man!

Come on, you...

- Come on, man! Get out!
- He's gonna die in here.

Leave him! There's nothing you can do!

Let's go! Leave him!

'The Paper!
- Dylan!

Let's go! Let's go! Come on!

Dylan, they just
figured out what the paper was in Jack's car.

So they know what it is?

And why the kid died trying to protect it.

Evans is on his way to brief us right now.

Let's go.

You're gonna wanna take this first, though.

What's that?

Your friend Thaddeus Bradley.

Rhodes.

You do understand the function

of the magician's assistant,
don't you, Agent Rhodes?

Yeah, she's there to distract them

while he sets up the trick.

You'd be right if you weren't so wrong.

While you're watching the magician,

that lovely innocent
is actually pulling the strings.

Don't you find it peculiar
that Interpol would send you

a first timer off the desk
to be your assistant?

Why did she request to be put on the case?

She was assigned to the case.

Luck of the draw.

Like choosing a random card in the deck.

I find it odd, your sudden act of generosity.

What's in it for you?

Just trying to even the game.

I feel like I'm playing with somebody
wearing ankle weights and flippers.

Keep up, Agent Rhodes. Keep up.

Hey.

We got a problem.

Here's the safe.

No, no, no. Hey.

What's he doing here?

Giving us our first solid lead.

We've been investigating
a private security contractor

called Elkhorn

-for the last five years.
- And?

They've been hiding close
to a half billion dollars...

I didn't ask you. I asked him.

The money's in a vault inside
a warehouse in Queens.

We think this vault
is your magicians' final target.

The magician who died on the bridge...

You pulled our classified Elkhorn file
right from his crispy little hand.

And despite their bullshit
Robin Hood razzle-dazzle,

your magicians are nothing
more than common thieves.

How did they get the file?

This is the part you're gonna find

particularly interesting, Agent Rhodes.

They patched to my server
after they accessed

your mobile command center
in New Orleans

with codes they got from your phone.

You ordered us all out to chase after them.

The level of incompetence
displayed on this case,

that's a magic trick in and of itself.

Abracadabra. I'm taking over.

Boss, he's taking over?

Let's go, gentlemen.

Hey.

Hey. I want to have a word with you.

Don't ever talk to me like that again.

- Why the hell did you take this case?
- What?

People say I'm "hard to read."
That's an American expression.

Do you understand it?

Yes.

Good, then let me make myself
perfectly clear to you.

If I find out that you are anything other than

who you say you are, I swear...

And we French also have an expression.

"Faith can move mountains."

If we hope to capture The Horsemen,

then you need to have a little faith in me.

Because I've done nothing
to deserve otherwise.

I just got my ass handed to me.

I am losing this case.

So faith is a luxury
I don't have any time for right now.

Approaching the warehouse.

Units 5 and 6
cover the north and south entrances.

We are going for the vault.

Hey. Where's the safe? Where's the safe?

What is this?

Where the hell is the goddamn safe?

We just moved it while you were outside.

- Evans' orders.
- What?

I never said that.

Sir, you got a phone call

and said Washington wants the safe moved.

You never heard that
come out of my mouth, agent.

What happened?

You tell me what's going on,
because this is bullshit!

No!

Jesus Christ.

Sir? Sir? What are you doing?

I think it's Beethoven's Concerto in D-Major.

Where's the safe?

His team is loading the truck.

- Hey! Hey!
- Hey!

- Stop the truck!
- Stop!

- Stop!
- Hey! Stop that truck!

What the hell's going on?
We got our orders.

Now you've got new orders. Open it up.

Okay. Here's what I want.

At this moment,
they think that safe's leaving this site.

So we stay with it.

We follow it
all the way to... Where's it going?

5 Pointz. Up the street.

So we go to 5 Pointz.
Wherever the safe goes, we go.

It'll lead us right to 'em.

You two are with me.

Guys.

Look. Office just called with this.

Horsemen posted it to YouTube
20 minutes ago.

The point of why we're here
is to say that we are not...

We cannot quit now.

We've started something
bigger than all of us.

We have to finish it.

Remember the name Jack Wilder
when you see us live,

5 Pointz, Queens, 7:00.

Their show is in a half an hour.

It's exactly where we're headed.

I don't know, boss.
I don't wanna be the naysayer,

but these guys are kinda tricky.

Rhodes, they're entertainers.

A stunning turnout here in 5 Pointz

as the renegade Horsemen
taunt the FBI into a final showdown.

The Horsemen have invited
us to their final round

of their three-act face-off with the FBI.

What do they have in store?
We're about to find out.

All eyes on the truck.
Let's see who approaches.

Copy that.

Agents Rhodes, Fuller?

Go, for us.

We've got movement.
Someone's walking toward the truck.

It's a woman.

- Freeze!
- Oh, shit!

What the hell's going on?

Hey! It's the guy from the TV.

Put your guns down.

Look who it is. The fifth Horseman.

Are you kidding?

I'm following them, just like you are.

I'm not following anybody anymore.

You've been ahead of us this whole time.

But guess what? I'm ahead of you now.

Your ass is mine.

You guys are still idiots.

Yeah?

This happens to be the former

rehearsal space for Lionel Shrike.

It's where I did my first show.

Now, if you wanna look
like even bigger idiots,

why not open it?

And while you're doing it, Agent Rhodes,

would you mind reenacting your look

of absolute befuddlement for me?

It will make a wonderful cover for my DVD.

Open the safe.

- Go ahead.
- Open it.

What the hell?

What?

Give me that.

No.

No!

What is this?

Get back!

Who doesn't love a good magic trick?

They have you chasing empty safes again.

Once again, misdirection.

The show is starting. Move out!

The question
I'd be asking now, Agent Rhodes is,

"What happened to the real one?"

Clear! Clear 'em out!

Come on. Move 'em out.
Move 'em out of the way.

FBI! Give me a path!

Clear out! Clear out!

What is magic?

Magic is deception.

But deception designed to delight,

to entertain, to inspire.

Look out! Clear! Clear! Look out!

It is about belief.

Faith.

Trust.

Without those qualities,

magic, as an art form,
would no longer exist.

But what happens if these qualities

are not used for their higher purpose?

And instead they're used to cheat, lie.

For personal gain or for greed.

Then it's no longer magic.

It's crime.

So tonight, for our final act,

you're gonna help us set a few things right.

What's going on here, Rhodes?

I don't know.

Showtime.

Look!

There they are on the roof. Let's move!

Go, go, go!

- Dylan!
- FBI, coming through!

What are you doing here?

They're going in the wrong direction

and you know it.

Rhodes! I need all personnel now!

You need to trust me.
Take your leap of faith.

Wait.

I'm going to go with her.

Go. I got your back. I'll be right here.

Let's go, let's go! Now, now, now!

Daniel?

Yeah?

As our, let's call it,
year of living dangerously

comes to a close,
in a rare moment of vulnerability,

I'd like to express a sentiment

to you about our relationship.

Okay.

Well, when I first met you,
I thought you were kind of a

dick.

And?

No, that's it.

That's very nice.

- Yeah.
- I'm touched.

Yeah. Just from the heart.

Well, I didn't tell you where I was touched.

Oh, you!

Oh, God.
What are we gonna do when this is over?

We're on our own.

Our instructions run out after the show.

Even if there is no "Eye,"

if we were completely played and we spend

the next 20 years in jail, then,

I just want to say that...

I know. Me, too.

Little too sentimental for me.

There they are!

Go grab 'em! Put 'em down! Go, go, go!

Grab 'em!

Get up!

What the hell?

Shit!

Hello, New York!

Thank you for the magic.

And thank you for being such

an incredible and dedicated audience.

Unfortunately, like all good things,

it must come to an end.

So we would like to start our show tonight...

By saying goodbye.

All we wanted was to

bring the world to a magic show.

And thereby bring a little magic

back to the world.

Clear the way!

This has been
one hell of a ride for all of us.

But it's time for us to disappear.

Good night, New York.

And thank you for believing in us.

Stop!

Freeze!

No!

God damn it!

I'm sorry.

You were right. It's bigger than all of us.

This is one time I'm not happy being right.

So I guess this is it.

IS it?

Dylan!

Dylan! Dylan!

Hey.

- You see that?
- What?

Where's the real money?

You're under arrest! Hands in the air! Now!

I've been framed.

I'm sure you were.

Yeah, but I can prove it.

I always do.

Just like I predicted that you'd play the fool.

Let's just drop the theatricality, all right?

The cameras aren't rolling in here.

Fellas, can I have a few minutes
with my friend here alone, please.

Sure.

All right.

I got information to trade.

I believe that's how it's done. Huh?

If it's of some value.

These bars give a man time to think.

And I'm pretty sure I know how they did it.

Remember the rabbit trick
in the second show?

The box was never empty.

The room wasn't either.

After gaining access to the warehouse,

The Horsemen left the real safe

and transformed the whole room

into a giant rabbit box.

You go charging in there,

thinking the safe was already gone.

Hey!

Hey! Stop!

Missing the trick. Again.

Which was to make you think

the safe had already been stolen,

so you'd drop your guard and leave.

Now, while you were busy
playing with balloon animals,

someone was breaking into the warehouse.

Who?

Jack Wilder.

Holy shit.

No. No way. He died
right in front of my eyes.

Unless, of course, he didn't.

It's locked.

Weren't you listening?

Nothing's ever locked.

Well done, Mr. Wilder! Good work.

You're a big boy now, Jack.

He escaped in a standard FBI vehicle, right?

Led you to the bridge.

Where the other Horsemen were waiting

with an identical replacement car.

It only took a split second

for you to lose contact with it

and make the switch.

When you crawled into that burning car,

quite heroically, I might add,

you almost died trying to rescue

what I assume was
a cadaver from the morgue.

Why go through
such an elaborate and dangerous plan

just to frame one guy?

I don't know.

They never kept any of the money they took.

Yeah, that's the part
I haven't been able to put together yet.

But I just gave you information that
is substantially more important.

- No. Not really.
- What?

I finally got a chance to
really look into Lionel Shrike.

His comeback attempt. His accident.

The insurer who denied the family's claim?

Tressler Insurance.

The bank that carried the note?

Credit Republican of Paris.

Credit Republicain de Paris.

What do you make of that?

A sucker is born every minute.

What if all this was just leading up to

us getting mugged
in Central Park at 2:00 a.m.?

No, I'm telling you,
we're right where we need to be.

We just have to find...

That?

The Lionel Shrike tree.

And the card encased in glass.

What do we do now?

Oh, nice!

So, here's my new theory.

The legend is that the "Eye" is everywhere.

Waiting

for the truly great magicians
to distinguish themselves

from the mediocre ones.

Maybe that was you.

Deep down inside
you wanted nothing more

than to be part of the "Eye,"
but you were never invited.

So you try to destroy them.
But instead what happens?

You pissed them off.

The Eye isn't real.

Okay, then, explain then.
Who's behind all this?

Somebody with an obsession.

- Meticulous.
- Who?

Somebody prepared to sacrifice everything.

Somebody so prepared to lose

that they wouldn't even be a suspect
until the trick was done.

I don't want a profile.
I need a name. Who? Who?

I don't know who.

But they had to have
access to the warehouse

to plant the mirrors.

Always a step ahead of me. And the FBI.

Got past them not once,
not twice, but consistently.

Almost as if they were on the...

The inside.

You.

Why?

That is the question, isn't it?

You're right.

I can't tell you how long I've waited

to see the look on your face.

Who are you?

What do you want from me?

What do I want?

I want you to spend
the rest of your life in this cell,

staring at four walls
and wondering how you missed it.

How you let yourself
be so blinded by your ego

that you convinced yourself
that you were one step ahead

when you were always two steps behind.

Dylan?

Wait a minute.

Dylan! How did this happen?

Dylan!

Why?

Why?

Oh, my God.

I did not see that coming.

That's impossible!

No way.

That was actually pretty good.

Thank you.

When I said,
"Always be the smartest guy in the room."

We were in agreement.

Okay. Right.

Henley.

I've never seen her speechless.

I take that as a huge compliment.

Hey, man,
I'm so sorry for kicking your ass. Really.

Hey, listen, for the record,

I have always been a 100% believer.

And the amount of energy
I have expended to keep

these infidels on point...

Merritt, you're in.

God bless.

Come.

The real magic is taking
four strong solo acts

and making them all work together.

And that's exactly what you did.

So welcome.

Welcome to the Eye.

It was all connected.

Credit Republican. Tressler Insurance.

And Elkhorn?

What's the connection to Shrike?

Elkhorn started as a safe manufacturer.

They used cheap steel.

They cut corners.

When he got
to the bottom of the river, the safe warped.

And he was trapped.

He was your father.

Of course.

I was 12 years old.

And from that moment on,

I created a persona.

I planned. I worked out every detail.

But the one thing
that I couldn't imagine happening

was you.

I know that the logical conclusion for you

is to take this case to its resolution.

And for you to turn me in.

Yeah.

But you know how I feel
about resolution and logic.

And you also know

that I think some things
are best left unexplained.

One more secret to lock away.

Come in close.

Closer.

Because now you know our secret.

We could be anywhere. Watching you.

We're looking for someone
to help us with our next trick.

On the count of three, open your eyes

and tell me what you see.

One.

Two...