Now You See Me 2 Page #9

The horrid psychic pain

as you have relived for years.

I felt that same thing two years ago

as you drained not just my father's

fortune, but his dignity!

And yet you took pleasure from it.

This should bring back

some childhood memories.

This should bring back

some childhood memories.

Get up.

Get up.

Get up.

Get up.

- Get over there!

- Get up!

Get moving.

Get over there.

Don't move!

- Would you like some tea?

- Oh. Thank you.

- You ready?

- Over to you.

Splash!

Job done!

Hell is going to

seem like a day at the spa

by the time we're through

with these Horsemen.

- Wouldn't you say?

- You had me at "hell."

I love you so much.

Always keep something up my sleeve.

I wish I could dredge

from the muck of my soul

one speck of remorse,

but I can't.

So I'll stick to the business at hand

and try not to smile too broadly.

And, uh, thank you for delivering

Mr. Dylan Rhodes.

I take it it's done.

Literally hit the bottom.

- Now, where are the Horsemen?

- They're performers.

Their pride, their ego, their need

to be adored are all too powerful

to keep them out of

the limelight for long.

If they don't make themselves known,

you will find yourself

in a very similar position

to Mr. Rhodes.

- Are we clear about that?

- As clear as the water he's under.

You'll have the rest

when I have the Horsemen.

Dylan!

Dylan, come on, buddy, breathe!

- Dylan.

- Dylan?

Dylan, come on!

You're okay.

Jesus! You scared

the hell out of us, man.

- Are you all right, bro?

- Okay!

- Thank you!

- This is the least I could do.

No. There's a hell of a lot

less you could've done.

That was not an option.

You took a bullet for us, it was huge.

You really did, man.

Thanks for pulling me out.

Seriously.

Yeah.

You got yourself out.

We did the easy part.

Literally, in my case,

I was just standing on the shore

while Atlas jumped down and got you.

I'm serious.

Hey, you guys.

Something's not right.

- What's wrong?

- What?

- It's fake.

- What?

No, I had the stick.

The actual stick.

I swear, it was in my hand,

in the lab, and then I put it in

the little case thing.

- And I gave it to Atlas.

- Right, which I then gave to Dylan.

Is there any chance you've possibly

misplaced it at any point?

No, I took it from you

and then slipped it back in your coat

when I pushed you out.

Either way, we're left holding

a whole sack full of nada.

Yeah, but they're gonna come after us

as if we do have something.

No. Okay. I agree that somebody

got the better of us. Okay? Somehow.

But I don't agree

that we have a sack full of nada.

Because we're all here.

That's a sack full of something.

Listen, we all know that Walter is not

going to stop until he gets that chip.

And we're the only ones

that even know that he's alive.

We can't just walk away.

That's not what the Horsemen do.

There's a quote. Um...

It's actually by the magician

that made me wanna do this

in the first place.

It's, uh...

"A magician's greatest power lies

forever shrouded in his empty fist."

"And the very idea

that he can convince the world

that he is, in fact,

carrying with him a secret."

- That's Lionel Shrike.

- Right.

So what are you saying?

That we should pretend like

we have something we don't?

- What is Walter's greatest fear?

- Being seen.

- And what does the stick do?

- The stick can unencode anything.

It can open up a back door

into any computer on the planet.

- Including his.

- Yeah.

Right, we not only make him

think that we have it,

but that we're going to use it

to expose and destroy him.

We need a plan.

But we don't have time.

We have each other

and there are five of us.

But we also need supplies, right?

And resources.

And probably more than five people.

Do you really think

you don't have help?

Oh, she speaks English.

Of course. Yeah.

Do you know why the Fool is

the most powerful card in the tarot?

Not because the person

who draws him is a fool.

He's a fool because he's a clean slate,

and, therefore, can become anything.

You were chosen.

All of you.

Not because of who you are,

but because of who you might become.

When you say "chosen"...

Are you part of the Eye?

Yes. We are part of the Eye.

You've each doubted our existence.

Wondering if we,

indeed, were watching.

We are.

We always have been.

This is the best

magic shop in the world.

- You know what she's saying, right?

- Yes.

That now we have

resources and help.

Thank you.

So, who's in?

- I'm in.

- Yeah, I'm in.

Let's do this.

- Cheers.

- Cheers.

- Cheers.

- Cheers.

No, no, no.

Not long ago, we were tricked.

I was exposed

and brought back from the dead.

So we thought it was only fitting

that we do the same thing

- to the person who did it to us.

- Midnight, New Year's Eve. London.

We will be performing a series of shows

that all connect to our big finale,

so pay close attention to each trick.

Get my father.

Run!

I want Interpol, Scotland Yard,

whoever we have in London.

What do we know about Rhodes?

Wherever the Horsemen are,

that's where he is.

Let's get to the airport.

So leave your kiddies

at home and get ready for a wild night,

because we, too, will bring

someone back from the dead.

Let's move, everyone!

In front of

the largest stage in the world...

The actual world.

You know they're playing you, right?

Leading you into a trap?

Yeah, but the threat is real.

This card can hack into any system

on the planet, including ours.

They have it, why wouldn't

they use it to expose us?

Me. Everything we've done.

Is it real, Mr. McKinney?

The threat is real.

So, how do we stay

ahead of them?

We need to get

to London by midnight.

We are here in London

on this New Year's Eve,

and the crowds are out in force.

Locals and tourists alike

getting ready for

the party of the year.

A video gone viral from the infamous

Horsemen magicians has surfaced.

They promise

to make a grand reappearance.

But will it end in

their arrest on national television?

Or some sort of vindication?

Who knows where they'll show up...

But we do know, wherever,

whenever that is,

people will be watching.

Yeah, texts, tweets, Instagrams.

Anything that says "Horsemen,"

brags about seeing the Horsemen,

tag them and bundle them.

Dad, who do we have security-wise

on this? Your guys?

Whoever you want.

Well, we want all of them

and all their friends.

Anyone who wants to work

stationed throughout the city,

so they can be anywhere in 60 seconds.

Hello! Hey!

My name's Jack Wilder.

Goddamn, it feels good to be back.

All right, gather around. Indulge me.

I wanna talk to you about

something real quick.

You all know Three Card Monte,

also known as "Find the Lady"?

Trick performed by street hustlers all

over the world. And why street hustlers?

Because as soon as you walk up

to the table, you lose.

Every time.

Let me demonstrate.

While we're at it,

let's find ourselves a life-sized Queen.

Ma'am, would you

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