"Previously on Warehouse 13..." "We finally get him back, and now he's farther away than ever." "Maybe he'll never be okay." ""Leena's list"?" "Yes, somebody has to keep doing it." "Get out of there before the thief sees you." "How are you going to save Claudia by jumping in front of a moving car?" "No one else is dying on my watch." "I'm really worried about him." "When you asked me to keep an eye on Artie, you said it was to help him." "Trust us." "Please live." "I know, I'm not her." "Okay, I'm not." "Just try not to die." "Okay, you know what?" "Go ahead, wilt." "See if I care." "Artie?" "You ever hear of knocking?" "Come in." "Thank you." "You rang?" "Two jockeys, they both fell into comas right after winning their races at Watford Racecourse." "It's right outside of London." "Both jockeys were in perfect health, and they were both riding extreme long-shot horses." "Their bodies, they were both drained, completely drained of adrenaline." "Well, obviously somebody's found a way to win it big on the long-shots." "Except that no one bet big on either horse." "So go, talk to the owners, ask questions, solve it." "You're not coming?" "No." "To England?" "It's the home of the scone." "And clotted cream." "Mrs. Frederic wants to talk to me about some Regent issue, and bring me back a tin of Digestives." "Regent issue?" "What?" "Like, what?" "All right, here's the dirt." "I'm not going to tell you!" "So go, ta-ta, goodbye, cheerio." "So long, be gone." "I don't like it." "Something's up." "No, I'm sure everything's fine." "I know where he is." "And I think I know how to get to him." "Pete, this Bishop novel that we got sucked into actually belongs..." "That's very mature." "You know, we're supposed to be re-shelving inventory." "I am, okay." "King Kamehameha's Hawaiian lei transports you to a tropical paradise." "So, I'm bonding with it to figure out where to shelve it." "Pete!" "Where the hell are you playing with that?" "Geez, Artie, I'm sorry." "Just trying to get some R and R. It's been a rough year." "Yes, and it has." "How about a weekend in Vegas?" "Now, you're talking." "Vegas, baby!" "Wait for it." "While you're there, maybe do me a favor, and look into something fun that just happened on a golf course." "Fore!" "Okay, so, apparently our victim was dead before he landed." "From what?" "Hypoxia, cerebral edema and a pulmonary edema." "They're all consistent with altitude exposure." "So, what, he fall out of a plane?" "No, air traffic control said there were no flights nearby, and the guy who found him said he was glowing orange." "Glowing orange?" "Yeah, is there anything on him?" "No, just his wallet." "Luke Rose from New Mexico." "Looks like he was staying at the Maximus Hotel  Casino." "Nothing artifacty." "Maybe the artifact is at the hotel." "We should get to his room before the maid does." "The jockey was on top form." "Just had his physical last week." "Was he taking any medications?" "Any sort of hormone therapy, maybe?" "No, no, no." "I had my riders tested for everything." "He was quite clean." "This probably would have been the biggest win of his life." "No doubt." "Trudie Stein was twenty-to-one." "It was going to be her last race." "That is quite the win." "Well, every win is nice." "Purse size stays the same no matter the odds." "Sure, but I bet she's worth a few more farthings now, say, if you wanted to sell her." "Are you making an implication?" "Are you dodging a question?" "I grew up in this sport, young lady." "I would never steal a race, nor injure a jockey." "Righto." "Good enough for me." "There she is, Trudie Stein." "Did you not know there were horses here?" "I'm sorry, I'm, uh..." "I'm more comfortable with animals that fit in my house." "Take her out, Ricky." "She needs a run." "Look around all you want, I have nothing to hide." "He wasn't lying." "Yeah, let's call Artie." "See if he's got anything on what this might be." "Well, I'm sure that he would call us if he had." "Yeah, but he's been so scattered lately." "Can't hurt to check." "Why do you want to bother?" "Oh, come on!" "Mrs. Frederic stops by with a "Regent issue,"" "and you're not just a little curious?" "No!" "No, I'm not." "You know something, don't you?" "I know that we need to talk to the owner of the second horse." "Now, we should check the papers on these horses and see if they were ever owned by the same person." "I mean, if there is any way to do that." "Lf?" "Seriously, who are you talking to?" "And I know what you did there, by the way." "Very tricksy of you." "New nickname." "No, no, no, no, no." "So, this would be Luke's room." "Oh, my God!" "Ugh!" "I hope that's a Snickers." "Well, we got to wake them up." "Look, we are very sorry about your friend, but we need to know everything that you can remember about last night." "Yeah." "Anywhere you went, anything weird you might have touched." "Did we go out last night?" "Dude, we went to this place where this wom..." "Uh, I mean, they were..." "Strippers." "Yeah." "Yeah." "After the tequila fountain at the pool, it's all kind of fuzzy." "I remember that feeling." "I was fuzzy for about 12 years." "Okay, boys, can you empty your pockets, please?" "All righty, all righty." "There you go, Mykes." "Why don't you, uh, take the San Auguston Steakhouse." "I'll take the Luxy Lounge, and then whatever this other place is." "This other place?" "Yeah." "Uh, what is it?" "I don't even know." ""Girls, Girls, Girls." This place?" "Fine, okay." "I'll take the Luxy Lounge and we'll do "Girls, Girls, Girls" together." "It'll be a lot of fun." "Thanks, dudes." "Oh, yeah, I remember them." "Totally out of control, especially that one." "Annoyed everybody in my section and no tip." "Did you notice anything unusual about them?" "Only that they remained conscious." "They were downing Irish Car Bombs like water." "I don't know how they stood upright, and lousy tippers." "So, nothing, you know, freaky or weird, then?" "No, we often get young men like that." "Too much time at the tequila fountain." "I tried to keep him in the hotel, but he was dead set on going to a strip club." "Was this one with them?" "You bet." "He was the big tipper." "He kept talking about how he floated." ""I was floating like a bird."" "Hmm." "Figured he's high." "Did you ever actually see him float?" "Mmm, trust me, nothing about that kid was going up, if you know what I mean." "He was hammered." "Oh, sorry." "I'm up." "That guy's talked about floating, and then he dies in the clouds." "The first time he mentioned it, it was here, so..." "Maybe it's something at the club." "All right, well, I suppose if I have to" "I could stick around here for a couple of days, you know, get to know the girls, see if an artifact pops up." "Or we could do an artifact search together in about 20 minutes." "Either way." "Yeah." "I wish I'd known earlier, I would have brought more money." "Oh, my God!" "Judy, look!" "A hundred dollars." "Is that..." "What?" "Hey!" "What's that?" "Okay, so, 48 years old, single, a compulsive gambler, who just hit it big at the blackjack table." "And probably not last seen floating around a strip club." "Fingertips have frostbite, her lips were blue and witnesses saw her glowing orange." "Just like Luke, but how does a teacher from the Midwest cross paths with our bachelor crew." "Maybe at the Maximus Hotel  Casino." "Now, I take the..." "What's this?" "This is a complete..." "Ahh!" "Hello, Arthur." "This is Abigail Cho." "Hi." "Yeah." "I'm just reorganizing here." "What are we having an open house?" "Miss Cho is the new owner of the Bed  Breakfast." "New owner?" "How did that..." "Was she..." "She has been briefed by the Regents, and there has been a request made that you show her around." "Around?" "Around the warehouse?" "Well, just enough to get her feet wet." "No need to frighten her off." "I don't frighten easily." "Arthur, is it?" "Artie." "So nice to meet you." "Mrs. Frederic has told me so much about..." "Yeah." "You'll grow to hate that." "So she was a big blackjack player?" "Yes, yes, a school teacher." "She was only supposed to stay here for two nights, but I kept her here for five." "What do you mean, you "kept her"?" "Well, that's what I do." "I keep high rollers in the hotel." "The longer they stay, the more they spend." "And how do you do that?" "Room upgrades, uh, lounge passes, Val Preston tickets, meal vouchers." "Val who tickets?" "Val Preston, the hottest act on the strip." "So, Val Preston's a magician?" "You're kidding?" "The top magician in Vegas." "Devil's Chamber, Sands of the Nile, Asrah levitation." "Levitation?" "Is there any chance you also gave tickets to those boys from the stag party last night?" "Of course." "Is Preston on tonight?" "I imagine he just turned a volunteer into a flock of doves." "There's points where a paranormal precedent..." "Right this way." "Step right up there." "Best seats in the house." "Best seats in the house." "Enjoy." "And slide it, underneath." "And upon my command, you will be able to lift her into the air." "Rise!" "Houston, we have lift off." "And Civility breaks first, followed by Horizon on the outside." "Morning Dew is third, followed by Early Sunrise." "So, Sir Henry Baker from Swindon owns Trudie Stein, and still owns horse number two." "He also owns this schmancy club and is the biggest racehorse broker in London." "You didn't even have to call Artie." "Reminding me, what do you know about this whole Regent issue?" "Oh, God, dog with a bone." "Nothing." "When has it ever worked out well for you to keep a secret from me?" "I'm not going to like this?" "Am I?" "I was approached by Adwin Kosan to keep an eye on Artie." "And..." "What?" "What, they don't trust him after..." "And I told them the truth." "That he'd been acting erratic." "You ratted on him?" "I'm worried about him." "Well, so am I, I didn't go squealing to Warehouse brass about it." "Look, one thing I learned at the ATF, if an agent is not in control he doesn't belong in the field." "Artie is in control." "He just..." "Jumped in front of a moving car with you in the trunk." "You both could have been killed." "Claud, I won't apologize for doing what is right, and what I was asked to do by my boss." "We are so not done talking about this." "And where do you think you're going?" "The Stallion Club." "No, no." "Not dressed like that, you're not." "I would suggest you contact your fairy godmother and have her turn you into a princess." "The closest thing I have to a fairy godmother besides you, is my boss' credit card." "Beg your pardon, Sir Henry Baker?" "That's right, love." "We're with the Royal Racing Commission, we just have a few questions..." "Rubbish." "I know everyone on the commission, and none of them would be seen dead wearing that hat." "Okay." "We're government agents investigating your involvement with the two horses whose jockeys fell into a coma this week." "Attempted murder type thing." "Now, I'm gonna need to see the records for every horse you've bought or sold in the last year." "I keep extensive records on all the horses at this track." "But pushy Americans waving badges are not going..." "Seems to have fallen from the horse." "He seems to be unconscious." "It's happening again." "Well, there you have it." "Silver Princess." "I have neither owned nor bid on that horse in my life." "Sir Henry, ah, I'm terribly ashamed." "Could you possibly forgive me?" "You're obviously beyond reproach." "Of course, I am." "If you'd let me take just a peek at your research," "I'd be happy to return it to you at my hotel." "Room 416 at the Cathcart Towers." "Well..." "I don't think I'll miss it for a few hours." "Shall we say, 10:00, tonight?" "Make it 9:45." "Hmm." "I wouldn't want to be whoever's in Room 416 of the Cathcart Towers Hotel." "Neither would I. Thanks, Jeeves." "Ooh!" "So, Mrs. Frederic tells me that you've been working here for quite a while now." "How long's it been?" "Around 400 years." "Really?" "Well, you look good!" "You must have built up quite a pension by now." "Yeah, artifacts are shelved according to specific properties that they've got." "Is this Julia Child's apron?" "That is not to be touched." "They're never to be touched without proper protection." "It's not a curio shop, Miss Cho." "The original Ginsu knife?" "Yeah." "Is that an artifact because it can cut through aluminum cans?" "You know, these are very dangerous..." "What did the Regents tell you, exactly?" "Are we allowed to check things out, like a library?" "No, no." "No!" "No!" "Uh..." "God!" "I'm sorry." "It's just that this place can..." "People can get hurt." "Okay?" "And it takes a while for people to really grasp just how dangerous these things can be." "So, I'm sorry, but..." "I apologize." "Yeah." "It must be a terrible burden to be responsible for all of these things." "Well, it can be." "Yes." "So, how do you deal with it?" "Apparently by slapping perfect strangers." "Uh, it's been a very tough year." "Well, we all have them." "In my case, it's all my fault." "So..." "Look, if you ever want..." "Never mind." "What?" "It's just, if you ever wanna talk about it..." "Oh, it's a rather long story with a very bad ending." "Well, I like long stories." "I don't know." "Uh..." "What exactly did you do before you bought the BB?" "Uh, a lot of things." "Why do you ask?" "Oh, anything in the field of psychotherapy?" "Yes." "You have got to be kidding me!" "And Mrs. Frederic tells me that you're an innkeeper." "What a great joke that is!" "You know how humiliating it is..." "The Regents just simply..." "Who are the Regents?" "The Regents are a part of this?" "Brilliant!" "Of course they're a part of this, otherwise I wouldn't come up with such a stupid plan." "You all have nothing better to do, then sit around and discuss my mental health." "You know what you can do?" "You can run back to them and tell them you failed." "Maybe they can come up with somebody to help you work through your disappointments." "See if you can psychoanalyze your way out of the stacks." "Whoo!" "Great show!" "Great Show!" "Terrific." "Why are there 48 empty seats out there, when the hotel is passing out free tickets like they're Halloween candy?" "Val, listen, listen, listen." "What good is a promoter who can't get me a full house?" "Val, listen, the present moment..." "Maybe not the present, but..." "Shut up when I'm firing you." "I'm thinking Mr. Preston might not be so cooperative." "Pete, look at this." "So the levitation trick was just a harness." "The desert around Las Vegas is littered with the bodies of nosy people." "Oh, yeah?" "We're not nosy." "We're Secret Service." "Secret Service?" "I know why you're here." "Do you want to see something truly magical?" "Truly, truly magical!" "Come on!" "Follow me." "Here's the trick." "I'm making you disappear." "And you can shove that badge where your search warrant ought to be." "Mr. Preston, we just have some questions about your levitation." "No, no, no!" "You want to know my secrets?" "Get an executive order." "Now..." "Woah!" "Pete?" "Oh, my God!" "Metro police is starting a search." "I told them a jet pack he was using for a new trick malfunctioned." "I don't think that the artifact's here." "Hey, hey." "Why was Val so ticked off?" "I've been telling him, you play the same venue for a decade, attendance drops." "He needs new material." "They said he was the hottest act on the strip?" "Val's a great performer." "He's a showman." "But as for the magic, I guess there's no magicians left to steal from." "Wait, so Val Preston steals his tricks?" "I found him in the Luxy Lounge right here at the Maximus." "He was taping Monty the Magnificent on his cell phone." "Okay, wait." "I saw the poster of Monty in the lobby, that guy's like 110!" "And that's an old picture." "But Val's panicked." "He's got a big outdoor promotional stunt planned, but he's got nothing new." "The word is, Monty actually has something new." "Pete, word is right." "Check this out, and remember that Val was the one filming it." "Monty the Magnificent has developed the ability to levitate anyone." "Uh-huh." "So, do I have any volunteers?" "Come on!" "Ooh!" "You, sir." "With the camera." "That's all right." "That's all right, come on." "Film away." "Real magic has nothing to hide." "So, Monty uses an artifact to levitate a volunteer, and then sometime later, the volunteer shoots up into the sky." "We have to get to Monty before his next show." "Abigail?" "That is annoying." "It's rather unorthodox to administer counsel without the patient." "You throw a man like Artie Nielson at me without so much as a warning?" "What would you have had me say?" "That he's exactly the kind of arrogant, closed off, know-it-all that drove me away from this work." "And I would argue that Arthur is exactly the kind of man that should make you stay." "Now, who's analyzing." "Look, If you really want to help, you'll tell me which of these artifacts will help Artie numb his pain." "Dr. Cho, we do not use artifacts to solve our problems, we prevent the use of them." "Yes, I know." "But if you want me to play in your sandbox," "I need to have access to your toys." "Hello." "Monty Dillman?" "No, I'm his cardiologist." "Is he all right?" "He needs to stop performing." "Are you family?" "No!" "No, we're..." "Fans!" "We're, uh, fans." "Great." "Well, try not to get him excited." "He's fragile." "Yes, yes, come in." "So, what hotel are you kids from?" "We're actually with the Secret Service." "We're just here to ask you a few questions." "Did you recently levitate a Val Preston?" "I knew it." "After all these years, I finally found it." "I'd only been doing it a few days, and that bozo Preston came trying to steal it." "Oh, I saw him, skulking around the audience with his little camera." "He was hoping to use my trick in his big bamboozle festival tonight." "Well, it doesn't look like he'll be, uh, bamboozling tonight after all." "Monty, if you knew Mr. Preston was trying to steal your trick, then why use him as a volunteer?" "Because, he'll go nuts trying to figure it out." "You know why?" "It's not a trick." "It's real magic." "Well, look, that's kind of why we're here, Monty, um..." "We need you to hand over whatever it is you're using to levitate these people." "You don't hand over magic." "You earn it." "Look, I was almost dead in this town," "Maximus gave me a month to clear my stuff out." "But not now." "Because you found this thing?" "Vegas has always known a "wow factor" when it saw one, and boy, have I got a "wow factor."" "Look," "Monty, we're not trying to mess with your "wow," okay?" "But whatever gadget or gizmo you're using to perform this trick, it might be dangerous." "You're such a nudge." "You know what I'm talking about, don't you, gorgeous?" "Come over here." "This is a trick." "What I'm doing is real magic." "So, you're levitating people with just your mind?" "And energy from the audience." "It's what I've..." "It's what I've lived for." "This is the moment." "See, the thing is, Monty, there might be some unfortunate side effects on the people you're levitating." "Is there any way that you could maybe show us how the trick works?" "Well, that would be my great pleasure." "I'd be delighted." "But I need an audience." "You know, I need the energy." "Come to the matinee, as my guests." "I'll waive the two drink minimum." "But not the cover." "Right." "Silver Princess was already stripped bare by the time I got to her." "Checked her equipment, nothing." "Nothing in Sir Henry's research either." "Horses had different breeders, different trainers, different everything." "What about race day routines?" "Nothing that..." "Wait." "All three horses saw the track vet with an injury the day before they raced." "So, why did the jockeys get hit?" "Something the vet used on them?" "Stitches, bandages, something the jockeys touched?" "And then it somehow drains the adrenaline from the jockey..." "And pumps it into the horse, to make it win." "A boost of adrenaline." "Let's go have a wee chat with Dr. Doolittle." "What?" "I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing with the horse." "See?" "Mmm-hmm." "I think, you have it." "The jack of diamonds, right?" "What are you?" "Some kind of a kleptomaniac?" "Come on, let's hear it for this guy." "Get off the stage, you bum." "So, when he gets to the levitation bit we pull the plug?" "No, we gotta get eyes on the artifact first, and then we stop him before he can use it." "My next trick is quickly becoming the envy of every magician in Las Vegas," "I dare say the world." "I have been performing this amazing feat on volunteers." "However, questions have arisen as to it's very safety, and so, tonight, in order to prove that it is in no way harmful," "I shall endeavor to levitate myself." "No!" "I mean..." "Monty, I don't think that's a very..." "Rose, my..." "My lovely Rose, the government has sent us two of its finest agents, to investigate my magic, and I must prove to them that it is safe." "I would ask you now to please put your hands over your hearts, and when I say, "Rise up,"" "you will lift me off the stage, with the combined power of your minds, and my magic." "Ah, sorry guys." "Um, Monty we..." "We can't let you do this." "Stand back, government man." "Rise!" "Rise up." "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" "Pete!" "I can't control it!" "Monty, where are you going?" "Come back!" "Hey, get me down!" "Pete!" "Pete, this isn't funny!" "This is the awesomest artifact whammy ever!" "How awesome will it be, when you asphyxiate in the clouds?" "A lot less awesome?" "Yes!" "Are you all right?" "I'm a little gassy." "Where is Monty?" "He ran off." "I think he was scared." "What?" "Scared?" "Why?" "We're not going to hurt him." "I don't think that he meant to levitate you, and if he thought that he couldn't control his trick, well, it might have scared him." "Does he have a dressing room here?" "No, he probably just went home." "Nobody's here, Mykes." "Monty's room is clean except for a bunch of heart medication." "The guy is hanging on by a thread." "You know his assistant, Rose, never told us that she lived here." "Ooh, nice." "No wonder he's got a heart condition." "Man, I hope I have a hot, young girlfriend when I'm his age." "Well, it's good that you have a five year plan." "No, Pete, I think that she's his, uh, granddaughter." "And now it's a turn off." "Check this out." "Saint Joseph of Cupertino." "Cupertino, California has a saint?" "No, it's a 17th century friar." "He was said to be able to levitate." "Oh, okay, so..." "Hot, young granddaughter finds magic Cupertino floaty thing, and gives it to lovable, sick grandpa." "It would be a great present for someone who's always dreamt of finding real magic." "Yeah, but Mykes, he was so sure that he did it himself." "Wouldn't it be a better gift not to tell him?" "And let him believe it is real magic?" "Right, and she knew Monty wouldn't come here." "Needed us out of the way, but why?" "So she could run?" "I mean, that doesn't feel right." "No, no, she's doing this for Monty." "Pete, what if Rose wanted to give her grandfather a last hurrah?" "Something so that this town will always remember Monty the Magnificent." "Like maybe an outdoor promotional event." "Mykes, we told Monty that Val couldn't make it tonight." "Let's go." "Knew I'd find you here." "The government fella, is he all right?" "He's with the government." "It's their job to pretend that things that they don't understand are dangerous." "Sweetheart," "I think I'm done." "Gramps, don't say that." "Mmm-mmm." "Listen, adorable Rose, when your eyes go, you stop painting." "When your knees go, you stop dancing." "And when you can't do what you do best, you walk away with dignity." "That's ridiculous." "Look, maybe you can't levitate yourself, maybe, you know, you..." "You were thinking about that man and that's why he went up." "We used to fill this place, your grandma and I." "Standing room only." "Well, then let's prove to the world that you're the greatest there is." "And then, walk away with dignity." "I'm not going to put anyone else in danger." "No, there's no danger." "Use me, I trust you." "You know, I hear Val Preston's disappeared." "Might not even show up for his Valapalooza." "Yeah, that's what they said, too." "So we'll steal his audience." "Levitate me outside." "We'll knock their socks off!" "Steal his audience?" "Now you're talking." "I have no idea why those particular horses are winning." "I know that you're telling the truth, but what about their injuries?" "Were there any similarities between them?" "No, the first one had a leg strain, the second one had lacerations on her abdomen, and the third one had minor burns on the back of his neck." "Burns?" "Some jockeys use a small handheld device called "the box" that delivers an electrical charge." "It makes the horses run harder." "Is that even legal?" "Of course not." "It's barbaric!" "If I ever caught a jockey using one, I'd apply it to his testicles." "Were the other injuries caused by abuse?" "Probably, the leg strain can come from running an animal harder than necessary, and, uh, the lacerations from an illegally long whip." "But all very difficult to prove." "What if somebody saw this, knew they couldn't prove it, wanted to do something about it?" "Punish the abusive jockey." "How did these injuries come to your attention?" "Uh, well, my assistant takes all of the bookings." "Can I have a look?" "Right, interesting." "All three injuries were reported by the same stable boy, a Ricky Jackson." "Has Ricky reported any other abused horses recently?" "Devil's Share." "Just in last night with a bruised deltoid." "Obviously, his jockey cropped him far too hard." "Devil's Share is in the next race." "You find this Ricky kid, I'm going to stop that horse from running." "Yes, Cupertino's medal, hasn't been seen in centuries." "Rumored to give the bearer the power to levitate whoever they choose." "Yeah, well, rumor confirmed." "But why are people shooting up into the sky?" "Well, that's inconclusive and Cupertino was not in control of his ability to levitate." "In fact the Church banned him from public ceremonies." "They were afraid that he would incite chaos." "Well, maybe that's the downside, the victims of levitation later lose control." "Yeah, something's got to trigger these victims going up a second time." "Yeah, well, let's look into that ASAP, shall we?" "Yeah, if we don't bag this artifact soon," "Pete here is hopping the stairway to heaven." "It's b..." "It's buying, buying the stairway to heaven." "Well, I'm not a Rolling Stones expert." " Oh, no." " In any case, make sure that y..." "Go ahead, I'll wait." "Artie, who's there?" "No one." "Just make sure you keep a roof over Pete's head until you bag the artifact." "Pancho Villa's boots?" "You're here to check them out like this is a library?" "You're hilarious." "Mr. Villa committed unconscionable acts in these boots, and yet he was never bothered by them." "It imbued them with..." "Power to numb any grief, or guilt caused by one's own actions." "I am not the one that is new here." "I know about this, Artie." "A man who insists on fighting his battle alone." "Who shuts everyone out until his grief consumes him, and there's nothing left, but fury and sadness and self-Ioathing!" "I'm glad I'm so easy to categorize." "Why don't you just save everyone the torment of watching you self-destruct, and put on the boots?" "So, the Regents briefed you on exactly what happened." "That does not mean you know me." "I don't know you, only your struggle." "I know this because I have seen it." "I've lived it." "And I promised myself I would never put myself in the position to live through it again, and yet here I am, trying to save the life of yet another man..." "No, no, no, no, no need to save me, I'm fine." "Yes, yes, yes, that's exactly what he said!" "And then I lost him!" "A patient?" "Grief, Agent Nielsen." "Real, gut-wrenching grief is not something you can power through or ignore." "There's no detours, no shortcuts." "You look it in the eye and you do battle." "And you keep doing battle until you are finished with it and it is finished with you." "And if you're not willing to accept that, then, it will eat you alive." "And yes, he was a patient." "Excuse me?" "Pardon me?" "Hello?" "Hello." "Um..." "Seems that Val's not going to make it..." "But, uh, I am." "I am Monty the Magnificent!" "And assisted by my lovely Rose!" "I will dazzle you with something never before seen on a scale this size!" "Real magic." "No wires, no hidden platforms." "Real magic has nothing to hide." "Tonight I will levitate this beautiful young lady across the entire plaza!" "That's right, folks..." "Pete!" "What?" "We still don't know what triggers people shooting into the stratosphere." "You can't be out here in the open air!" "Oh, come on, coach." "It's the fourth quarter, don't bench me!" "Pete!" "I left cookies in the glove compartment." "Ooh!" "To do this, I need all of you to put your hand over your hearts." "Liar!" "You, too, sonny." "Focus on Rose." "And on my command, you and I will lift her up into the air, together." "Pete, Rose has it." "Now rise up." "It's on a chain around her neck." "All right, all right, that's good to know." "Now, what's the..." "Oh, no!" "Oh!" "Mykes!" "I think I found out what the trigger is!" "Pete, what are you doing?" "Yeah, this is probably a bad idea!" "You think?" "Tonight's forecast, cloudy, with a 40%% chance of Pete!" "Oh, my God, let go of my arm!" "How did you get up here?" "Look, I know it's for Monty, okay?" "But every time you do this someone shoots up into the sky and dies!" "What?" "No, that's impossible!" "Unless you take us down and hand that thing over, I'm next." "Oh, my gosh, this is going to crush Monty!" "Uh, only if I fall on him." "Look, we won't tell him, okay?" "I promise." "Just take us down!" "Excuse me." "Thank you!" "Myka, wait!" "He said you wouldn't tell him." "Please, Monty has to believe." "Believe?" "In what?" "Ah." "So what I thought was real magic, was in fact just some cheap trick?" "And you two came here to confiscate it." "No." "No, Monty." "It's..." "It's real..." "Mykes?" "I..." "Like they say, there's no fool like an old fool." "Gramps!" "Ricky Jackson?" "I know why you're doing this, but it has to stop!" "They're getting what they deserve!" "Yeah, maybe they are, but you're not judge and jury." "Now, we're pulling Devil's Share." "This is stopping, Ricky." "Have you seen what the jockeys do to these innocent animals?" "It's awful!" "They should be punished!" "Yeah, what if one of them dies?" "Do they deserve to die?" "Are you a murderer, Ricky?" "Come on, at least tell me what you're using." "It's an old piece of an Indian blanket." "It was Sitting Bull's." "It should be underneath the saddle." "Ladies and gentlemen, our next race will be the..." "Oi!" "Yeah, you." "You got to get off that horse." "Are you mad?" "Get off the track." "I'm from the Racing Commission and I said dismount!" "And I said, piss off!" "What the bloody hell are you doing?" "Trying to save your ungrateful ass." "Claudia, where did you go?" "Feel that?" "See, that's a really bad feeling." "Listen, you ever mistreat a horse again, I'll send you to the glue factory." "Tell your friends!" "Are you all right?" "Uh, yeah." "I'm fine, thank you." "Thank goodness, I mean, you gave us quite a start." "It's right in here, Monty." "Robert Houdini, they called him the father of modern magic." "It was the 1840s and, no," "I did not know him personally." "Harry Blackstone Sr.'s lightbulb." "Another cheap trick." "There's no tricks here, Monty." "The world is full of magic." "Real magic." "Most people just aren't ready for it." "You're one of the few people who have seen this place." "We figured that you could keep a secret." "You know I could put together a whole new act." "Oh, oh." "Just kidding." "Huh?" "This guy." "Well, uh, you want to see some more stuff?" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Yeah, I know, kid was just trying to protect the animals he loves." "Yeah, people do all kinds of things when they want to protect somebody." "Are you reaching wildly for a metaphor over tattling on Artie?" "Who, me?" "Look, I get it." "You're worried about the animal we all love." "Still, you should have told me." "What the hell was that?" "Karma?" "What am I doing here?" "I killed someone I love," "I don't know what to do about it." "Let's talk."