Now You See Me 2 Page #8

She must be familiar with your work.

Excuse me.

Miss, have you seen these people?

Have you seen them?

My grandson and him,

their leader, have spoken.

He's inside.

Follow me.

She says her grandson

spoke to their leader.

Follow me.

She says her grandson

spoke to their leader.

He's in the back.

What?

No "Wow, you speak Mandarin"?

You deserve it.

You coming or what?

Coming.

Little Li.

Little Li.

Little Li, where are you?

Little Li.

Little Li...

Ah! The Coffin to the Beyond.

It was always a flap,

or a trap or mirrors.

The audience thought

he'd just disappeared.

But he was always

hidden somewhere inside.

I believe that's the prototype

for the one your father had made.

He, like many others over the years,

ordered his supplies from here.

Ah!

Of course.

That's why you gave me the look

when I said they were in Macau.

Your father used to come here

when you were young.

Can I please get some space here?

If you think you're the only one who'd

wondered for 30 years what happened...

...you're not.

Lionel was a master magician.

Either he gamed the hinges,

so he could kick the door

and they would pop out,

or he had access to the lock

from the inside so he could pick it.

Word is the safe was made

from cheap metal, and it bowed.

Still, he always had

something up his sleeve.

Unless he'd reached the limit of

his capabilities and his clock ran out.

Excuse me. My grandmother

has something you might want.

This was your father's.

He had several of these made.

Your father,

wanted me to hand this to you.

Thank you.

And the Horsemen?

I overheard them talking.

One of them, Atlas, he's meeting

someone at the market nearby.

.

As for former Agent Rhodes,

his location is now

your number one priority.

We're putting out an international APB.

We have Interpol, including cooperation

from local authorities.

Agent Cowan.

I'm assuming it was actually not you

who walked into Newburgh Federal Prison,

then walked out 30 minutes later

with Thaddeus Bradley?

- What?

- He used your ID.

What are you doing, Rhodes?

- Atlas, hey.

- Dylan.

- I blew it, I'm sorry.

- What are you doing here?

I'm here to help now.

Okay, we definitely

don't need your help.

I know I messed up, all right?

Yeah, you put everybody's

lives in danger.

- Where is everybody?

- Where is everybody?

I can't be seen with you,

actually, right now.

I got it now, okay?

I appreciate you taking

the time to take control

for a little while.

- Hey, I'm actually... Yeah?

- Yeah, but I got it now, all right?

- You do?

- Yeah.

You look like you can

get some rest, buddy.

- Who you meeting here?

- I'm not meeting anybody.

They told me at long's

you were meeting somebody.

At long's?

Okay, yeah, no, I am, um...

I'm meeting somebody from the Eye.

Yeah, no, they agreed to meet me

to exchange this computer chip

for our lives back.

So that's what it's come to now.

I hope you're happy

with the situation you've put us in.

You're talking to the Eye?

Yeah.

Why are you talking to the Eye?

Atlas.

Atlas, give me the stick.

Dylan, you're not our

leader anymore, okay?

You're not our hero.

You're not FBI.

You're not a magician.

You're not really anything.

And we trusted you for a year.

So if you really wanna help us...

If you really...

If you really wanna help us,

you would leave.

I get it. Cool. Bye.

Hello, hello!

Yeah, that was me you called

at the magic shop.

So much fun though, knowing you'd be

scurrying away from me at the lab

just to bring it to me here.

Did you actually think I'd let you go?

- How did you do that?

- Everyone has their button.

You push it and they go blind.

And yours, obviously, is ego.

"Stay the course.

Great changes are in store.

Trust that your unique talents

will not go unrecognized."

- That was you.

- Yeah.

Merritt downloaded all the files,

but how do you think

we were able to find him?

Your phone.

I asked to see the face

behind all of this.

What you actually put your phone on

was a bi-wave siphon pad.

Once again,

science beats magic.

- So, the stick?

- No.

I got it!

I got it. I got it.

- F***, Dylan!

- Wait, leave them!

You really think

I'm gonna walk away from you?

Give me the stick!

Give me it!

All right.

Don't ever question me again. Beat it!

- So, the stick.

- Go to hell.

Boys.

I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

There's like 10 of you.

Come on, he's just doing tricks.

He's there! Go!

Oh...

Get up.

Get up.

Move it.

Dylan, watch the pretty birdies fly.

And sleep.

- Doesn't work on me.

- Not even as a distraction?

- Good job.

- Nice to be involved.

Dumbass.

You want to break something?

Get up.

Hey, guys! Guys! Hey!

- I just saw Dylan, something happened.

- What do you mean you just saw Dylan?

Dylan's here?

What happened?

- Atlas.

- I don't know.

- Watch it. Watch it.

- Good. Okay, okay.

What are they doing?

- Watch it. Watch it.

- Good. Okay, okay.

What are they doing?

Those are Walter's men.

This is what they want.

What the hell?

How do you still have that?

Whoa. That's Lionel Shrike's safe.

What the hell

do they want with that?

Okay, we gotta

follow that truck.

They must have Dylan.

We don't have much time.

What do you want?

You to understand something

very important.

We are mirror images.

You see, because like you,

I share a very deep connection

with my father.

And like you, I'll stop at nothing

to avenge any wrongs done to him.

You know the only difference

between your father and mine?

Mine's still alive.

Get him up.

So, this is the man

who spent a lifetime

plotting against me.

I wouldn't have known your face

if it had been on a billboard

outside my bedroom window.

But you have spent, what,

30 years thinking about mine?

When my father died,

your insurance company

denied my mother her claims.

- I wouldn't even have known...

- She died a pauper!

...who your mother was.

She was a digit, a nanobyte

in a stream of data.

Because nothing is personal to you

and everyone and everything

is just a number, isn't that so?

That is where you are wrong,

Mr. Rhodes.

Once you made yourself known

it became very personal.

- My son...

- Yeah, the sociopath.

Funny thing is, I have seven

so-called legitimate children.

Sniveling, snobbish, stupid runts.

I have one illegitimate child

who is a lot like me.

The point is,

he wants something,

and like any good parent, I will

stop at nothing to get it for him.

Your Horsemen have it.

You will turn it and them

over to us, now.

No.

Dylan, I would like you

to really take this moment in

because this is the consequence

of your personal vendetta come to life

and staring you in the face.

I want you to know

that when you're gone,

we're not going to stop.

We're gonna destroy

everything you believe in,

starting with the Horsemen,

and ending with the Eye.

Now then, cast your mind back

to standing by the banks of the river

watching your father descend,

disgraced and discredited.

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