Now You See Me Page #11

His comeback attempt. His accident.

The insurer who denied the family's claim?

Tressier Insurance.

The bank that carried the note?

Credit Republican of Paris.

Credit Republicain de Paris.

DYLAN:
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?

DANIEL:
The Lionel Shrike tree.

HENLEY:
And the card encased in glass.

What do we do now?

Oh, nice!

(CAROUSEL MUSIC PLAYING)

DYLAN:
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 in...

DYLAN:
(WHISPERING) The inside.

- You.

- Mmm.

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?

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

Dylan!

Why?

Why?

MERRITT:
- Oh, my God.

(JACK CHUCKLING)

I did not see that coming.

That's impossible!

JACK:
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...

(HENLEY LAUGHING)

Merritt, you're in.

God bless.

DYLAN:
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.

(HENLEY GASPS)

it was all connected.

Credit Republican. Tressier Insurance.

Bonjour.

Bonjour.

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.

DYLAN:
The morning before the show

didn't feel like any other day.

When my father said he had to go to work, he

could see that I didn't want him to leave.

So he gave me his watch, and he told me

to count the seconds until he came back.

I have never let his watch stop since then.

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.

And 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.

DYLAN:
One more secret to lock away.

Come here!

Get back! Get back!

Dylan, let's go, man!

Come on, you...

FULLER:
Come on, man! Get out!

DYLAN:
He's gonna die in here.

Leave him! There's nothing you can do!

Let's go! Leave him!

DYLAN:
- The paper!

FULLER:
- Dylan!

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

DANIEL:
Please, stop, stop, stop.

All right, stop the van. Stop the van.

I'm gonna jump out of the van.

Oh, thank God.

HENLEY:
Where are we?

Great, another sh*t hole.

Okay, feeling it.

I'm exhausted, and hungry, and cranky.

HENLEY:
Check out this place.

MERRITT:
Where'd you bring us?

DANIEL:
Was there no

landfill where we were?

JACK:
This place is awesome.

- Is this our new gear?

DANIEL:
- There'd better not be, like,

matching jumpsuits in there.

You know I don't wear spandex.

It's locked.

Guys, the cards.

What card?

DANIEL:
What do you mean, "what card"?

Hmm.

Okay.

(UPBEAT SONG PLAYING)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

Rate this script:5.0 / 1 vote