I've lost him at Bourbon.
Damn! Where are you?
Excuse me.
He's heading south on Exchange Place.
Stop!
What are you doing?
He's going in Napoleon House.
Move! Move!
Move out of the way!
Hey!
Move!
He's in the bathroom. I have him in the bathroom.
No! No! No!
Freeze!
Lower your weapons!
What?
I'm tracking myself!
The Horsemen left egg on the face of what they call the alphabet agencies,
calling into question
the efficacy of the FBI's task force
as well as the man in charge of the investigation,
Special Agent Dylan Rhodes,
who was publicly ridiculed,
and even tackled at tonight's performance.
Talk about a fumble.
This is quickly becoming a national story,
as The Horsemen have now seemingly pulled off the impossible
for the second time in as many days.
Two nights ago in Vegas, The Horsemen seemingly robbed a bank in Paris...
Hey.
What are you doing?
I'm having a drink.
I came to get you.
I'm worried about you.
You're worried about me. Well, I'm worried about you.
Atlas. You had him.
He didn't have a weapon.
I couldn't shoot him and you know that.
Yeah, but you... You let him go.
Didn't you?
A pretty French girl shows up out of the blue,
acts like she's my partner and then she lets the bad guy go?
Let go of my arm.
Who exactly are you anyway?
I thought you said you were a desk agent.
Not bad.
What is this?
What's the Eye of Horus?
Oh, certainly nothing I want to get into tonight.
You're dismissive enough about me when you're sober.
Find your way back yourself.
Mr. Bradley? Mr. Tressler would like you to join him for a drink.
Sir.
Thank you.
What is your role with them?
Role?
Yes. You seem to know everything about them.
What they're gonna do. Where they're gonna be.
If it makes you feel any better,
this wasn't about you.
Please tell me why this was not about me.
This is a magic trick, Mr. Tressler.
Played out on a global scale.
You, sir, are the abracadabra.
The distraction, while they set up the real trick.
I was a $140-million distraction?
Yes.
And that very ego that got you involved with them in the first place
is what keeps you from seeing that.
- You know... - "I can destroy you."
Yes, I do know.
Well, you won't.
And you won't destroy them.
Whatever this grand trick is,
it was designed a long time ago.
And I believe that what's about to follow is really going to amaze.
So I suggest you sit back and enjoy your front row seat.
You paid quite a lot of good money for it.
Whatever you stand to make
I'll double it, if you expose them now.
And destroy them.
I stand to make five million.
Am I flinching?
No, you're not.
Good morning.
I'm sorry. Good morning.
I'm sorry for your arm.
No.
I'm sorry I was a drunken asshole.
And I'm completely lost in this case.
Will you please explain to me what all this means?
Okay. Sure.
They are called "The Eye."
Known for thousands of years
as the keepers and protectors
of real magic.
"Candidates for initiations
"must follow a series of commands with blind obedience.
"For only by taking a leap of faith
"will their eyes truly be opened
"to the world of miracles."
So The Horsemen, the heists,
the shows, all of this is only to...
To join The Eye Come on. Don't you think that's a little extreme?
I mean, I had to pledge at a fraternity at Rutgers
and all they asked from me was to do four beer bongs and put a diaper on a squirrel.
What?
I like squirrels. I'm not a frat guy.
It's just... Never mind, I'm an idiot.
A sweet one.
Have you ever
felt something that you can't see
but you know it's there?
What?
- Shit! - What?
Look, a bug.
Someone has heard every call, read every text.
That's how they were able to stay ahead of us.
God damn it!
Get me Atlas' interrogation tape.
Yes, sir. I have it on the hard drive.
Picture's up.
Okay, fast forward.
Go on, go on. Freeze!
Okay. Frame by frame. Go on.
Play it through.
Stop. Zoom in tighter. Tighter.
There. That's where he took my phone.
Is that thing transmitting?
Only when you're making a call or sending a text.
Plus I removed the bug.
All right. Put it back in and turn on the phone.
They don't know that we know about the bug.
As of this instant, we are ahead of them.
We need to keep it that way. Understand?
Find my real phone and track it.
Already did. As of about 20 minutes ago, it's in New York City.
Good.
I wanna cut 'em off at the knees.
They got power? Cut it.
They got phones, electricity, water? Cut it.
Squeeze 'em out.
I want 'em to feel our presence.
And get me an airplane!
The firewall's down. Do they know about this?
They who?
"They," "them," whoever we're working for.
Who are we working for?
And are we prepared to go to jail for them?
Stop being paranoid.
It really does happen.
It happened to you. Doesn't mean it's gonna happen to us.
Guys, I don't know if can do this, all right.
I don't want to go to jail, you know?
Then don't screw up. You're always talking about wanting to be treated like an adult.
Now might be a good time to start acting like one.
Stick to the plan. Stay here and burn it all.
I don't know what I'm doing here.
I don't know what you would do anywhere else.
I'm here for the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.
That's it. Then I'm gone.
You can do whatever you want when this is over, Merritt.
But until then, you stick to the plan.
Hey, guys. They're here.
- My guys are ready to go. - Let's do this quickly...
- No. - What?
She doesn't have jurisdiction here.
She's Interpol. She's with me.
She stays.
What? What?
Stay in the car.
Let's go.
Okay. Let's do it.
FBI!
Ladies first.
Don't move!
Tell me.
Is my money being well-spent?
Exceedingly well.
Now you tell me,
how do you like your Horsemen?
Fricasseed or fried?
Shredded.
I'll tell the chef.
Freeze!
Dylan!
Hold on!
You little...
Come here!
Five is clear. Standing by for six.
You little shit!
- What game are you playing? - What game are you playing?
We're all good at six. Move to seven.
Copy that. Going to seven. Go, go, go!
Hey!
Come here!
All right, hold on, hold on!
- Really? - Yup.
You...
You little...
Shit!
Give me that!
All units, cover the north exit now!
Clear on Evan.
Block every possible exit.
Hey! Get back. Shit.
- FBI. Sort of. I need your car. Thanks. - What?
What?
Stop! Stop!
Hey!
Good. Follow him!
Don't ever tell me to stay in the car. Ever.
Fine! Now go!
There he is!
Move!
Left!
We're heading east on the FDR Drive.
- This is not east. - North! North!
We're coming to you live above the FDR,
where NYPD and federal agents, as you now see,
are engaged in a high-speed pursuit,
following a black sedan.
Fuller, where are you?
Right here. Trying to catch up to you now.
We're now trying to get you a better shot.
Come on!
It looks like they're turning onto the 59th Street Bridge.
As soon as we have them within range, we will bring you those pictures live.
Good. Just stay with him.
Go, go, go!
Behind... You're behind the bus!
Get over!
Oh, shit!
Come here!
Get back! Get back!
Dylan, let's go, man!
Come on, you...
- Come on, man! Get out! - He's gonna die in here.
Leave him! There's nothing you can do!
Let's go! Leave him!
'1-he Paper! - Dylan!
Let's go! Let's go! Come on!
Dylan, they just figured out what the paper was in Jack's car.
So they know what it is?
And why the kid died trying to protect it.
Evans is on his way to brief us right now.
Let's go.
You're gonna wanna take this first, though.
What's that?
Your friend Thaddeus Bradley.
Rhodes.
You do understand the function
of the magician's assistant, don't you, Agent Rhodes?
Yeah, she's there to distract them while he sets up the trick.
You'd be right if you weren't so wrong.
While you're watching the magician,
that lovely innocent is actually pulling the strings.
Don't you find it peculiar that Interpol would send you
a first timer off the desk to be your assistant?
Why did she request to be put on the case?
She was assigned to the case.
Luck of the draw.
Like choosing a random card in the deck.
I find it odd, your sudden act of generosity.
What's in it for you?
Just trying to even the game.
I feel like I'm playing with somebody wearing ankle weights and flippers.
Keep up, Agent Rhodes. Keep up.
Hey.
We got a problem.
Here's the safe.
No, no, no. Hey.
What's he doing here?
Giving us our first solid lead.
We've been investigating a private security contractor called Elkhorn
- for the last five years. - And?
They've been hiding close to a half billion dollars...
I didn't ask you. I asked him.
The money's in a vault inside a warehouse in Queens.
We think this vault is your magicians' final target.
The magician who died on the bridge...
You pulled our classified Elkhorn file right from his crispy little hand.
And despite their bullshit Robin Hood razzle-dazzle,
your magicians are nothing more than common thieves.
How did they get the file?
This is the part you're gonna find particularly interesting, Agent Rhodes.
They patched to my server after they accessed
your mobile command center in New Orleans with codes they got from your phone.
You ordered us all out to chase after them.
The level of incompetence displayed on this case,
that's a magic trick in and of itself.
Abracadabra. I'm taking over.
Boss, he's taking over?
Let's go, gentlemen.
Hey.
Hey. I want to have a word with you.
Don't ever talk to me like that again.
- Why the hell did you take this case? - What?
People say I'm "hard to read." That's an American expression.
Do you understand it?
Yes.
Good, then let me make myself perfectly clear to you.
If I find out that you are anything other than who you say you are, I swear...
And we French also have an expression.
"Faith can move mountains."
If we hope to capture The Horsemen, then you need to have a little faith in me.
Because I've done nothing to deserve otherwise.
I just got my ass handed to me.
I am losing this case.
So faith is a luxury I don't have any time for right now.
Approaching the warehouse.
Units 5 and 6 cover the north and south entrances.
We are going for the vault.
Hey. Where's the safe? Where's the safe?
What is this?
Where the hell is the goddamn safe?
We just moved it while you were outside.
- Evans' orders. - What?
I never said that.
Sir, you got a phone call and said Washington wants the safe moved.
You never heard that come out of my mouth, agent.
What happened?
You tell me what's going on, because this is bullshit!
No!
Jesus Christ.
Sir? Sir? What are you doing?
I think it's Beethoven's Concerto in D-Major.
Where's the safe?
His team is loading the truck.
- Hey! Hey! - Hey!
- Stop the truck! - Stop!
- Hey! Stop that truck!
What the hell's going on? We got our orders.
Now you've got new orders. Open it up.
Okay. Here's what I want.
At this moment, they think that safe's leaving this site.
So we stay with it.
We follow it all the way to... Where's it going?
5 Pointz. Up the street.
So we go to 5 Pointz. Wherever the safe goes, we go.
It'll lead us right to 'em.
You two are with me.
Guys.
Look. Office just called with this.
Horsemen posted it to YouTube 20 minutes ago.
The point of why we're here is to say that we are not...
We cannot quit now.
We've started something bigger than all of us.
We have to finish it.
Remember the name Jack Wilder when you see us live,
5 Pointz, Queens, 7:00.
Their show is in a half an hour.
It's exactly where we're headed.
I don't know, boss. I don't wanna be the naysayer, but these guys are kinda tricky.
Rhodes, they're entertainers.
A stunning turnout here in 5 Pointz
as the renegade Horsemen taunt the FBI into a final showdown.
The Horsemen have invited us to their final round
of their three-act face-off with the FBI.
What do they have in store? We're about to find out.
All eyes on the truck. Let's see who approaches.
Copy that.
Agents Rhodes, Fuller?
Go, for us.
We've got movement. Someone's walking toward the truck.
It's a woman.
- Freeze! - Oh, shit!
What the hell's going on?
Hey! It's the guy from the TV.
Put your guns down.
Look who it is. The fifth Horseman.
Are you kidding?
I'm following them, just like you are.
I'm not following anybody anymore.
You've been ahead of us this whole time.
But guess what? I'm ahead of you now.
Your ass is mine.
You guys are still idiots.
Yeah?
This happens to be the former rehearsal space for Lionel Shrike.
It's where I did my first show.
Now, if you wanna look like even bigger idiots,
why not open it?
And while you're doing it, Agent Rhodes, would you mind reenacting your look
of absolute befuddlement for me?
It will make a wonderful cover for my DVD.
Open the safe.
- Go ahead. - Open it.
What the hell?
What?
Give me that.
No.
No!
What is this?
Get back!
Who doesn't love a good magic trick?
They have you chasing empty safes again.
Once again, misdirection.
The show is starting. Move out!
The question I'd be asking now, Agent Rhodes is,
"What happened to the real one?"
Clear! Clear 'em out!
Come on. Move 'em out. Move 'em out of the way.
FBI! Give me a path!
Clear out! Clear out!
What is magic?
Magic is deception.
But deception designed to delight,
to entertain, to inspire.
Look out! Clear! Clear! Look out!
It is about belief.
Faith.
Trust.
Without those qualities,
magic, as an art form, would no longer exist.
But what happens if these qualities
are not used for their higher purpose?
And instead they're used to cheat, lie.
For personal gain or for greed.
Then it's no longer magic.
It's crime.
So tonight, for our final act,
you're gonna help us set a few things right.
What's going on here, Rhodes?
I don't know.
Showtime.
Look!
There they are on the roof. Let's move!
Go, go, go!
- Dylan! - FBI, coming through!
What are you doing here?
They're going in the wrong direction and you know it.
Rhodes! I need all personnel now!
You need to trust me. Take your leap of faith.
Wait.
I'm going to go with her.
Go. I got your back. I'll be right here.
Let's go, let's go! Now, now, now!
Daniel?
Yeah?
As our, let's call it, year of living dangerously
comes to a close, in a rare moment of vulnerability,
I'd like to express a sentiment
to you about our relationship.
Okay.
Well, when I first met you, I thought you were kind of a dick.
And?
No, that's it.
That's very nice.
- Yeah. - I'm touched.
Yeah. Just from the heart.
Well, I didn't tell you where I was touched.
Oh, you!
Oh, God. What are we gonna do when this is over?
We're on our own.
Our instructions run out after the show.
Even if there is no "Eye," if we were completely played and we spend
the next 20 years in jail, then,
I just want to say that...
I know. Me, too.
Little too sentimental for me.
There they are!
Go grab 'em! Put 'em down! Go, go, go!
Grab 'em!
Get up!
What the hell?
Shit!
Hello, New York!
Thank you for the magic.
And thank you for being such an incredible and dedicated audience.
Unfortunately, like all good things,
it must come to an end.
So we would like to start our show tonight...
BY Saying goodbye.
All we wanted was to
bring the world to a magic show.
And thereby bring a little magic back to the world.
Clear the way!
This has been one hell of a ride for all of us.
But it's time for us to disappear.
Good night, New York.
And thank you for believing in us.
Stop!
Freeze!
No!
God damn it!
I'm sorry.
You were right. It's bigger than all of us.
This is one time I'm not happy being right.
So I guess this is it.
Is it?
Dylan!
Dylan! Dylan!
Hey.
- You see that? - What?
Where's the real money?
You're under arrest! Hands in the air! Now!
I've been framed.
I'm sure you were.
Yeah, but I can prove it.
I always do.
Just like I predicted that you'd play the fool.
Let's just drop the theatricality, all right?
The cameras aren't rolling in here.
Fellas, can I have a few minutes with my friend here alone, please.
Sure.
All right.
I got information to trade.
I believe that's how it's done. Huh?
If it's of some value.
These bars give a man time to think.
And I'm pretty sure I know how they did it.
Remember the rabbit trick in the second show?
The box was never empty.
The room wasn't either.
After gaining access to the warehouse,
The Horsemen left the real safe
and transformed the whole room
into a giant rabbit box.
You go charging in there,
thinking the safe was already gone.
Hey!
Hey! Stop!
Missing the trick. Again.
Which was to make you think the safe had already been stolen,
so you'd drop your guard and leave.
Now, while you were busy playing with balloon animals,
someone was breaking into the warehouse.
Who?
Jack Wilder.
Holy shit.
No. No way. He died right in front of my eyes.
Unless, of course, he didn't.
It's locked.
Weren't you listening?
Nothing's ever locked.
Well done, Mr. Wilder! Good work.
You're a big boy now, Jack.
He escaped in a standard FBI vehicle, right?
Led you to the bridge.
Where the other Horsemen were waiting with an identical replacement car.
It only took a split second for you to lose contact with it and make the switch.
When you crawled into that burning car,
quite heroically, I might add,
you almost died trying to rescue
what I assume was a cadaver from the morgue.
Why go through such an elaborate and dangerous plan
just to frame one guy?
I don't know.
They never kept any of the money they took.
Yeah, that's the part I haven't been able to put together yet.
But I just gave you information that is substantially more important.
- No. Not really. - What?
I finally got a chance to really look into Lionel Shrike.
His comeback attempt. His accident.
The insurer who denied the family's claim?
Tressler Insurance.
The bank that carried the note?
Credit Republican of Paris.
Credit Republicain de Paris.
What do you make of that?
A sucker is born every minute.
What if all this was just leading up to
us getting mugged in Central Park at 2:00 a.m.?
No, I'm telling you, we're right where we need to be.
We just have to find...
That?
The Lionel Shrike tree.
And the card encased in glass.
What do we do now?
Oh, nice!
So, here's my new theory.
The legend is that the "Eye" is everywhere.
Waiting
for the truly great magicians to distinguish themselves
from the mediocre ones.
Maybe that was you.
Deep down inside you wanted nothing more
than to be part of the "Eye," but you were never invited.
So you try to destroy them. But instead what happens?
You pissed them off.
The Eye isn't real.
Okay, then, explain then. Who's behind all this?
Somebody with an obsession.
- Meticulous. - Who?
Somebody prepared to sacrifice everything.
Somebody so prepared to lose
that they wouldn't even be a suspect until the trick was done.
I don't want a profile. I need a name. Who? Who?
I don't know who.
But they had to have access to the warehouse
to plant the mirrors.
Always a step ahead of me. And the FBI.
Got past them not once, not twice, but consistently.
Almost as if they were on the...
The inside.
You.
Why?
That is the question, isn't it?
You're right.
I can't tell you how long I've waited
to see the look on your face.
Who are you?
What do you want from me?
What do I want?
I want you to spend the rest of your life in this cell,
staring at four walls and wondering how you missed it.
How you let yourself be so blinded by your ego
that you convinced yourself that you were one step ahead
when you were always two steps behind.
Dylan?
Wait a minute.
Dylan! How did this happen?
Dylan!
Why?
Oh, my God.
I did not see that coming.
That's impossible!
No way.
That was actually pretty good.
Thank you.
When I said, "Always be the smartest guy in the room."
We were in agreement.
Okay. Right.
Henley.
I've never seen her speechless.
I take that as a huge compliment.
Hey, man, I'm so sorry for kicking your ass. Really.
Hey, listen, for the record,
I have always been a 100% believer.
And the amount of energy I have expended to keep these infidels on point...
Merritt, you're in.
God bless.
Come.
The real magic is taking four strong solo acts
and making them all work together.
And that's exactly what you did.
So welcome.
Welcome to the Eye.
It was all connected.
Credit Republican. Tressler Insurance.
And Elkhorn?
What's the connection to Shrike?
Elkhorn started as a safe manufacturer.
They used cheap steel.
They cut corners.
When he got to the bottom of the river, the safe warped.
And he was trapped.
He was your father.
Of course.
I was 12 years old.
And from that moment on,
I created a persona.
I planned. I worked out every detail.
But the one thing that I couldn't imagine happening
was you.
I know that the logical conclusion for you
is to take this case to its resolution.
And for you to turn me in.
Yeah.
But you know how I feel about resolution and logic.
And you also know
that I think some things are best left unexplained.
One more secret to lock away.
Come in close.
Closer.
Because now you know our secret.
We could be anywhere. Watching you.
We're looking for someone to help us with our next trick.
On the count of three, open your eyes
and tell me what you see.
One.
Two...