Now You See Me 2 Page #5

other people's perceptions.

In your heightened state of agitation,

you saw the simplest cues.

Black tube, roof.

And your minds filled in the rest.

But the tube you meant to go down

was 20 feet to your right.

Go on, sit down. There's no one

standing in your way.

Don't mind if I do.

Anyway, once in the tube,

yes, you're right...

Blah, blah, blah, the strobe contained

UV letters pulsing the word "sleep."

And that, combined with the sound,

put you into an instant alpha pattern.

Sleep, sleep, sleep.

And from then on,

it really was just fun.

And I can assure you,

you don't know what happened.

That's really creepy.

Really, really creepy.

That's not cool.

Yep, easy stuff, magic,

if you put your mind to it.

All right, that's enough.

So why are we here, then?

Besides you getting to show off

how adorably clever you are.

Well, to start with,

the man you stole from last year,

turns out I had invested quite a lot

of money in some of his companies,

so a lot of what you

stole was, in fact, mine.

Good news is, it's very easy for you

to pay me back.

I just need your skills.

Owen and I were like the Beatles,

if the Beatles had been...

Elfin?

...geniuses.

Pretty sure the Beatles were geniuses.

And like them, we had a dream.

Could we create actual, genuine magic?

And I'm guessing one of you achieved

that dream, and it wasn't you?

That is what he

would like you to think.

My vision was a perfect blend

of elegance and technology.

But Owen wanted it for himself

so he humiliated me

by exposing my private files

to the board of directors

and convinced them

that I am unstable.

Did you take a picture of him

while he was sleeping?

He had me kicked out of

my own company,

and now he goes around

taking credit for a chip

that's not just the key to one computer,

but every computer

system on the planet.

It can un-encrypt anything,

crack the defense firewall,

manipulate markets,

and spy on anyone.

And now it's being sold

to the highest bidder.

If you're so rich,

why don't you just buy it?

So he gets the money?

And the pleasure? No.

No, no, no. Besides, why would I buy it

when I could have you steal it for me?

Oh!

It's being previewed tomorrow

to the various suitors,

which will include your targets,

a crew lead by a South African gangster.

South African gangster.

Yes. How your team

gets past security, that's up to you.

But once you do, you just need

to inspect it and steal it.

That's it?

Come on, this is

perfect for you, isn't it?

You're magicians and thieves.

What makes you think we would even

consider doing this?

Um, oh, wait, I had a reason.

What was it? Oh, yes.

You see, back home,

you're wanted criminals.

But here, I control the police,

the casinos, the media.

I can give you a new life,

out of hiding.

And if you don't,

I'll have you killed.

You know what?

I'm not stealing a thing for you.

- Not unless Dylan tells me it's okay.

- Really? Dylan is where, exactly?

It doesn't matter. Yeah, I'm with him.

So you can go ahead and kill us

because I'm not gonna

steal anything for you either.

Strikes me that a consensus

seems to be forming, Walter,

and we're calling your bluff.

- Actually, we'll do it.

- What?

We're in Macau. The oldest

magic store in the world is here.

We'll get the supplies

we need, and we'll do it.

Thank you.

It should be fun.

Chase will take you

to the magic shop in the morning.

Badge.

Really?

Thanks.

Agent Cowan. Your ID.

Oh, yeah. Thanks.

It appears Mr. Bradley's

still at dinner.

Yeah? Tell him recess is over.

What?

All right, so I made my move.

Where are they?

I don't have time for bullshit.

Oh, I have all the time

in the world, thanks to you.

And I didn't get to finish my lobster,

which makes me very grumpy.

Okay, let's cut the crap.

What do you want?

You can dispense with

the tough guy act to begin with.

You're too desperate

for it to be believable.

I said, what do you want?

You used a form 219 warrant

to search my room.

You found a connection

between me and the Four Horsemen.

Which means you can take me

out of here on a 24-hour leave.

- You want me to break you out?

- I want you to take me out.

All you need is an extradition order,

which you'll find in

that tray by my printer.

Dylan, I had nothing to do

with the Horsemen's disappearance.

You were lured into a trap.

And like Dorothy did

when she landed in Oz,

you're beginning to realize

that the only way out is through.

And I'm the only one

who can get you there.

You got this place wired.

You don't need me to get out of here.

This is all about payback.

- I believe in an eye for an eye.

- So you're out to destroy me?

Oh, absolutely.

You think I'm still gonna

play your little game?

I know you will.

Because no matter how hard you try

to find a culprit behind all this,

you're going to blame only yourself.

When your little vendetta ended with you

putting me in jail 18 months ago,

you got tired, you got sloppy.

You stopped paying attention.

And that's where you lost.

So, you can save yourself,

or you can make a deal with me,

and save the Four Horsemen,

and stop wasting both of our time.

Steal something for this narcissistic

little man boy? I don't like it.

But what I like less

is you deciding for us.

Yeah? Do you like that we're the

laughing stocks of the magic world,

and the fugitives

of the actual world?

Walter is right.

We have nowhere to go.

But we can fix that.

- We can fix it?

- Yeah.

So you're officially

part of the team now?

- Excuse me?

- I'm sure this is what Dylan

meant when he said we should

all work as a single organism.

Yeah, that is a fairytale

that Dylan tells himself, and tells us.

Look, even if we get this stick,

he'll never let us go.

We can't trust Walter, okay?

The Eye has a history in Macau.

They're the only ones we can trust.

Now, if we can get it to them,

they can clear our names

and get us the hell out of here.

It's a bad plan, man.

(THE ROAD TO RICHNESS)

Hey.

Hi, how are you?

Um, we need some

things custom-made.

Actually, by tomorrow.

We're kind of in a rush.

And...

You have no idea what

I'm talking about, do you?

- Boy, customer.

- Okay.

Okay, don't rant.

I'm going.

Welcome to long's.

My name's Li. Not Bruce Lee.

- What?

- Got you.

- Okay.

- Look.

Where'd it go?

Oh! And now it's by my head. How fun.

- $20.

- $20?

No, thank you.

We're kind of in a rush.

- $10.

- Uh, no.

- Two for one.

- No.

Okay, all right.

Just give us the thumbs. Yeah?

Okay. Thanks a lot, Jack.

Please take these.

So, we need a Keplinger holdout,

and we also need roughing fluid,

a Sanada gimmick, sleeves, tracks.

This is all in plastic,

though, if you can.

This is all in plastic,

though, if you can.

Sleeves, tracks, all to be plastic.

All the props.

Sleeves, tracks, all to be plastic.

All the props.

Plastic?

What?

What?

No.

It would be too crude.

No.

It would be too crude.

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