Now You See Me 2 Page #2

better since then.

- Have you?

- Yeah.

Okay, come here.

What is it that you want?

I wanted to meet you.

Everybody, really.

I want to be a part

of the Eye, okay?

I said it. I do.

And I want to use my magic for good,

like you and Merritt

and Jack especially.

Oh, that's right.

I know that Jack is alive.

I know that he

faked his own death.

I am a huge fan of faking deaths.

That was crazy!

What is this?

A trucker's hitch?

- Yeah.

- It's terrible.

- Embarrassing.

- Okay.

By the way, I am so sorry

that Henley left you.

- Ow! God!

- Sorry.

That's actually a little better.

You know what I heard?

- What?

- About Henley?

I heard that she got tired

of waiting around.

She lost faith

and so she asked for an out,

and the Eye gave it to her.

But who knows, right?

In matters of the heart,

so difficult to tell.

I mean, maybe she got sick of you.

You ever think about that?

Control issues?

Maybe you just didn't

tie her up tight enough. Ow!

Mmm.

Here's what's going to happen.

You're going to stay

here and stop talking,

and I'm going to

make a phone call,

and in about five minutes,

some people are going...

- It's all in the wrist.

- Uh-huh.

Let the momentum

of the card do the work for you.

Mmm-hmm.

This last one I call the Stall.

Not bad.

Now you want to see

a thing of beauty?

- I do indeed.

- Here you go.

And bingo bango bongo.

That's good. No, no, no,

it's good to be positive

despite making zero

progress in a year.

Yeah.

Whereas when it

comes to hypnotism,

the student has almost

become the master.

I like your confidence, but you might

say that you have the better teacher.

- Ooh!

- Yeah.

You're right.

You're right.

Your teacher definitely doesn't

know what he's doing.

By the way, was this

your card yesterday?

- In fact it was.

- I thought so.

That's not bad.

If I can hypnotize Danny

before you hit him with a card,

I get top bunk for a week.

Okay, that's a deal.

- Danny, what's up, man?

- Hey.

Stare at the palm of your hand

and as your eyes change focus,

you will begin to notice...

Everything, because

I'm not hypnotized.

It's not working.

Please don't become him.

I didn't know you guys did party tricks

when there weren't floozies around

to impress.

Uh, I think we stopped

trying to impress floozies

in, like, 1937.

Okay, somebody broke into my apartment,

all right?

Some amateur who knew

everything about me,

everything about Henley leaving,

and everything about us.

- That's her.

- Hey!

- Hi.

- You met Lula.

I've met her.

What is she doing here?

I'm the new Horseman!

I'm the girl Horseman.

Whoo!

Yeah!

Nobody. No excitement.

Jack? Anything?

Dylan, tell me

what's going on here.

Well, Lula's been on the underground

scene for the last decade,

and I think she

has some real talent,

and I'd like to try her on stage

- to balance out the duo.

- What?

No, are you serious, man?

After Henley left, you said I could

get back on stage again.

Not someone who just showed up.

I told you I'd think about it,

and I have,

and I really need you behind the scenes

with me for a little while longer.

Dylan, come on. I've been

behind the scenes my whole life.

Which is a crime, might I add.

Have you seen that man's face?

Much as I appreciate the addition

of some femininity to the group,

over and above what Atlas provides,

I think the real issue

is we've been in this...

Yeah, the issue is that

we have been rehearsing for months

for something...

We don't even know what it is.

And you're going to

keep working until...

Until we work as a single organism.

I know, I've heard you say that.

The thing is, when you say that,

I think what you're

referring to is us, not you.

Listen, I'm getting my orders

directly from the Eye.

Okay? And then I give them to you.

Now, if you don't like that,

you're welcome to go.

No, I'm not going anywhere. But I'm...

Mmm. I'm taking care of myself.

Guys, can I just

weigh in here really quickly?

Because I think I see

what's going on here.

You guys are this amazing,

tight-knit family unit.

- I'm a new person...

- We are anything but a family.

Okay, well, my mother literally

knifed my father in the neck one time.

So you are actually

a little bit like my family unit.

- Literally?

- But, yeah.

It was an accident,

I think.

Okay. So, does this mean

we're actually going to do something?

Yes.

You've all heard of Octa

and their playboy CEO, Owen Case.

His partner, Walter Mabry,

died about a year ago.

You wanna know what all this

has been leading to?

Yeah.

Octa's hosting the launch

of the next-gen cell phone.

Once these phones

hit the streets,

they'll siphon their users'

information to the black market.

Meaning Octa's selling privacy

to up their profit.

So, the Eye has decided

to expose them for it.

Our mission

is to hijack the show.

Rehearsal's over, guys.

This is what we've

been waiting for.

Now it's time to get to work.

Welcome, Octa insiders,

bloggers and journalists.

We're delighted that you've joined us

to participate in our special event.

Today marks the beginning of a bright

new journey in social networking.

Our latest product, Octa 8...

Keys, cell phones,

iPads, in the bin.

Thank you, sir.

Can't have you texting,

tweeting, recording, or eating.

Sorry, we will take very good

care of it for you.

Oh, by the way.

Security memo from Case himself.

Couple of surprise guests.

Just follow his lead, yeah?

We're all good.

I'm heading to the control room.

All right. Thanks, Jack.

- Atlas, go.

- No, Dylan, I can't...

- What? What's the problem?

- No, there's too many people...

Atlas, I got Owen landing now.

Okay, I'm going now.

- Stop.

- Oh.

- Okay.

- Thanks.

Pascal, we need you in the kitchen.

Look, the speech is about freedom, okay?

That's what we're trying

to sell here, is freedom.

Which part of that

do you not understand?

- I know, I'm sorry.

- For goodness sake!

Mr. Case, John from legal.

Just need your signature for release.

Thank you so much.

Just get it done

and get it back to me.

Hey there, buddy! Smile!

- Who are you? What the hell?

- Who am I?

It is picture day.

Did Julie not tell you it's picture day?

- Picture day? What are you...

- Company-wide policy.

- Look, I got a job to do.

- I have a job to do, too.

Hold on a second.

What is that?

I'm going to need some backup here.

Who are you calling?

Hey! That's my ID.

Security, my name is...

- Bo Walsh, thank you.

- Hey, I'm Bo Walsh!

Not this guy.

He's not Bo Walsh.

Calm down, please.

Hey! Hey, what's going on?

This guy just came and

put a flashlight in my eyes.

I'm trying to do my job.

This guy, check his badge.

- Who is this guy?

- I'm Bo Walsh, not him.

It says here,

"Evans Mental Facility.

- Mark D. Stooge."

- Hold on a second.

I've never seen

this before in my life.

I'm sorry, Mr. Walsh.

- Come on, Mr. Stooge.

- Hold on. He's not Mr. Walsh!

- Come on. Let's go.

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