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to the wrong place.

Silver doesn't

need me to know

whatever he wants

to know, get it?

This isn't one

of your shows.

I'm the guy

who put you in here.

Now tell me when

you spoke to Silver!

I hardly know Silver, you

f***ing sh*t for brains!

You worked with him

for over a year!

nobody tell you that?

I'm 37, Buckley.

I was just a f***ing

kid back then.

He used me!

I just had to cry and shut

up whenever he told me.

Do you think he spilled his

f***ing heart out to me?

I'm wasting

my time here.

You've got no idea what

you're getting yourself into.

Good seeing you

again, Leonardo.

You've got no idea what

you're getting yourself into!

Whoa, did you know...

Silver canceled his

last' performances in Denver

to do one more here?

I guess

he-'s afraid of flying-

I hope the theater

had insurance-

I mean, last show in

town almost spelled

the end of

the Columbus Theater.

Forget it. My nephew bends

spoons all the time

and all he's gotten

for his troubles

is to make my sister

hide the spoons.

If your nephew was blind,

God forbid

I would say that'-

If my nephew was blind,

my sister wouldnt '2' need

to hide the spoons.

That sure

would be cruel.

- You bet.

- Ow.

What' do you say we open the phone

lines so some people can call?

Anybody blind out there

who wants to sue us?

Anybody-- What?

No, no, please.

No- None of that

I challenge you

You'll leave us

with no aim in life!

Bring it on... bring...

F***!

What?

Okay, okay, Okay-

Come on!

Come on!

Come on.

Oh, f***!

I'm sor--

I'm sorry.

J In the summertime,

When the weather is hot J"

J' You can touch right up

And touch the--J'./'

Ah, f***!

F***.

Okay.

Do you have

an appointment, sir?

Can I help you?

I was--

I was just looking

for the way out.

Excuse me.

Right.

Tom.

Tom.

Open your eyes.

- Hey, what's the matter?

- Aw!

F***!

Wait, are you okay?

What happened?

Hey, hey.

Shh!

Tom... Tom...

Shh!

Tom...

Tom.

Shh. It's okay.

- Will you tell me what's going on?

- It's okay. It's okay!

Silver?

Silver!

Silver!

Tom, what's going on?

Come on.

Don't leave me here.

Don't leave me here!

Silver!

Silver!

You left me on my own.

I told you not

to leave me on my own.

You need to leave here.

What's going on?

Jesus, Tom,

you're bleeding.

You need to get

that cleaned up.

What's going on?

University sources

confirm that Simon Silver

has accepted

the invitation

of Paul Shackleton,

head of the Scientific

Paranormal Research Center

to be submitted to

an exhaustive scientific study

of his extrasensory abilities.

Isn/sn't that right, Dick?

Yes, that's

the way it is, Dana

For two weeks,

Simon Silver,

who had been called into

question in this university

by the late

Margaret's son

will put' himself through

all kinds of tests

designed by a committee

of experts from the SPRC.

University sources confirm that

Dr. Matheson had been suffering

from a rare and long-standing

vascular condition

which could

be the cause

of her unexpected illness

and sudden death-

Why didn't you tell me?

I don't understand

what you're talking--

- Why didn't you tell me?

- Why don't you step into my office?

I want to be on that

committee, Shackleton.

Whatever it takes,

I don't care what,

I wanna be there.

It's impossible. The team

has already been presented.

There's nothing I can do.

Don't give me your excuses,

Shackleton. Just do it.

The committee was

approved by Silver!

You know what that means?

It's a once

in a lifetime opportunity!

Whatever it

takes, Shackleton!

No more whining.

No more moaning.

Ask for more observers. Make

up whatever story you want.

Get that over-subsidized

brain of yours working.

I wanna be there.

I'll be waiting

for your call.

Don't leave me here.

Let me at least

try and help you.

I'm going to be fine.

It's just

for a little while, okay?

Look at you, Tom.

Margaret was right. Can't you see it?

Just let it go.

- I need to know how he does it.

- What difference does it make how he does it?

Forget about Silver, Tom.

There are certain things

it's better not to know.

Sally, I just

need to know.

Meters have been installed

to defect the exertion

of any physical force

or the use of irregular

chemical compounds

such as mercuric chloride,

known to alter the

resistance level of metals

Each piece has

been specially marked

to prevent the possibility

of any swap during the tests.

Thermoelectric heat meters,

radiation monitors,

everything in the Scientific

Paranormal Research Center /ab

is in place

to test Simon Silver,

who this morning

may have just canceled

a number of his

public appearances.

This just isn't fair.

We've been waiting

in line for two days.

Eating and sleeping here.

Who's standing up

for our rights?

It wasn't

just a show, for me.

For me it was more

important. And now--

I don't care.

Hell, I really don't.

If he thinks it's cool,

I think it's cool.

I just hope he shows those

smart-ass college know-it-alls.

Sh*t, what the hell are all

these people doing here anyway?

Like, they put on the TV for 15

minutes and obey like sheep.

What's this guy done

that's so incredible?

Like, has nobody

heard of Criss Angel?

It's a matter

of absolute priority

that science begins to learn

all it can about these forces.

We can't wait any longer.

The aim of my public

appearances

is just to generate

the necessary conditions

so that our blind

society will open

its eyes to the existence

of other forms of energy.

These forces can't

be ignored any longer.

They have to be verified and accepted

once and for all. Thank you.

Is it true that you

canceled some of your shows?

Nothing's been canceled.

We're just re-scheduling.

Mr. Silver.

One more question.

More than 100 journalists

have requested accreditation

to cover the SPRC experiments,

more like the numbers we

expect at a political summit

than scientific research.

However, only a handful

of media outlets

have been granted passes

to the inside of the building

and none are allowed

to remain there

while the tests

are faking place.

We're trying to guarantee control conditions.

We're scientists,

and for the first time we could

just obtain conclusive results

about the reality

of extrasensory perception,

the power of the

mind over matter.

Our priority has to be to ensure

the veracity of those results.

Today's a great day,

ladies and gentlemen.

We could just be about

to go beyond...

beyond a point of no return.

And... cut!

Great, we got it.

Thank you.

Thank you, everyone.

Thank you for coming.

From now on, no cameras

except the university's

will be allowed in the lab. Thank

you again for your cooperation.

Remember, Buckley,

you don't form

a part of this committee.

You're just an observer.

You'll make no contribution

to the design of the tests

or the control protocols.

You can look, you can listen and

you can shut your goddamn mouth.

Don't think

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