Episode 1 Now You See It

If you love magic, pranks and stunts, you're in the right place.

We've got things that will dazzle you, trip you up...

and grab you.

Welcome to Now You See It.

Now, here's some footage of a young Eddie The Eagle.

"Oops. I hadn't quite nailed it."

Still, lovely guy, he'd bend over backwards for you...

..or indeed forwards.

LAUGHTER

What's going on? Justin Flom here.

I'm out. Um...

Ah. The guy in the Batman sweatshirt.

He's syphoning off that man's drink, instead of buying one...

saving himself about 20 quid in the process.

HE LAUGHS

Ooh! The man's noticed.

I like the way he thinks his drink may have slipped

onto the floor, somehow.

After a hard day stealing someone's mango Frappuccino,

there's nothing a magician likes more than to put his feet up...

a tree.

Keep it to yourself, but the secret is to tie a squirrel to each ankle.

I wonder what he's reading.

Probably an article about how expensive hammocks are.

Sadly, he had to stop doing this when he caught Dutch elm disease.

And now it's Andrew Mayne,

who's "Mayne" objective seems to be bothering people in restaurants.

What we're doing is, I'm going to try to send my presence

through my video here, and move the napkin.

-BOTH:

-Ohhh!

-THEY LAUGH

-Isn't that cool?

-Come on.

-I like that.

-You ready? All right.

Andrew's a great magician. You could call him a safe pair of hands...

Check this out.

THEY SCREAM

..except that one, which is terrifying.

OK... OK...

Ahhhh.

-Wave your hand under there. Everything's fine.

-OK.

Wait up.

-OK.

-And we all believe, maybe there's something to that.

-Awesome.

Want to see that again? Check it out.

-Oh, gosh!

-Oh-ho!

THEY SCREAM

Are you serious? What?!

-Is that cool?

-There's nobody under there.

-How you doing?

-Is there people under there?

-How did you do that?

-Some kind of connection, right?

-Oh!

-Absolutely!

SHE SCREAMS

Let's give him a big hand!

Or we could just e-mail it to him.

I can't believe that happened!

Don't pay for your school dinner this way - it could take ages.

You feel naked without your phone, these days, don't you?

Huh?

Phew!

Ooh, great, it's one of those sofa summer sales.

50% off everything.

Don't worry, he was taken to hospital,

where doctors described his condition as "comfortable."

Time now to meet an Irish mentalist.

I'm not being rude, by the way - that's his actual job title.

Here's the magic of Keith Barry.

I've invited Nicole from The Pussycat Dolls

and the musical artist Eve out here today

for a drive which, believe me,

they're never going to forget.

-Oh!

-I've got a metal blindfold here which you need to slip on.

I'm going to say that blindfolded driving is not cool. Don't do it.

-Like you would.

-You can't see anything through that metal?

-I cannot see anything.

-OK, I'm going to put the bag on.

Can you see anything at all through those bags and blindfolds?

-No.

-There's no way you can see, correct?

-Mm-hmm.

-OK.

Nicole is going to extreme lengths here to hide from the paparazzi.

-Oh, no.

-OK, keep your hands there.

There's no way to see through that blindfold at all, correct?

-No, I can't see.

-OK. Let's take off the bag.

You take off the metal part yourself.

-Can I open my eyes?

-Yeah, open your eyes.

-Have you ever heard of second sight?

-No.

Second sight is whereby, basically, a mind control specialist

can see through somebody else's eyes.

Now, first of all, I want you to make sure...

there's no mirrors on me or anything. Have a look.

Genuinely, look down here. Cos I'm going to...

-No.

-Happy?

OK, the reason I got you to check... I'm going to try this right now.

And you say you've done this trick before, Keith?

I'm going to tuck this in.

-And you're going to drive?

-OK, I'm going to try and drive.

EVE AND NICOLE SHRIEK

Listen to that shrieking! It's like a Pussycats Dolls concert.

I... I meant the audience.

-NICOLE SHRIEKS

-I'm looking, I'm looking, I'm looking!

Look at the speed Keith's going!

Left, to the left, to the left.

EVE SCREAMS

OK, OK, OK, OK!

To the right, to the left, to the left!

I'm shaking right now!

Did I do OK?

No, I'm afraid to say you failed your driving test, Mr Barry.

Now, please let me out of the car!

It was the coolest, scariest thing I've ever done in my whole life.

-Like, nobody else can say they've ever done that!

-Right. Exactly.

All those other celebrities out there in Hollywood,

be afraid, because Keith is in town.

Still in the USA, with Roman Atwood's bewildering prank

in sunny California. Surely the last place you'd expect to get a cold.

HE SNEEZES VIOLENTLY

He's got a serious case of man flu.

HE SNEEZES

Unfortunately, he's got nowhere to throw his tissues.

HE SNEEZES

Well, you shouldn't have put all that pepper on his spag bol!

HE SNEEZES

On the plus side, he could use that sneeze

to clear the leaves off his lawn.

What was that? Was that you?!

That wasn't me, that was you.

Did you just sneeze the trash cans over?!

-Did you see that?

-What did you just do there?

-HE SNEEZES

-"Bless you" is what you should say.

Those bins will be left like that, now,

-until the second Tuesday of the month.

-Bless you.

HE LAUGHS

What's worse than one precocious teenage boy?

Three - no - four teenage boys.

And here's a VERY heavy sleeper.

Oh, it's sad to see Teletubbyland has gone to seed.

Or maybe this is just the worst Center Parcs ever.

Anyway, time for a motorbike stunt.

He'll be fine - he had his helmet on.

Well, as any self-respecting coward would do, the guy in headphones

elects to run away very quickly, and pretend it never happened.

Quite how he'll explain it to his friend's mum is beyond me, too.

Ha-ha! He's back. Now, that really was a Triumph.

Or was it a Kawasaki?

The subject of this Three Is The Magic Number is two,

and by that I mean twins.

Magic twins.

Yeah, I know what you're thinking -

"They're not twins - their jackets are different colours."

Well, it's the only way their mum can keep track

of the twin she likes.

Clearly, she prefers the one in the red, who responsibly

stops his sibling from messing about with giant matches.

Nice dramatic door-shutting, there.

But where's Mum?

Ah, here she is, looking great for 86.

Ooh - bit doddery, though.

Now, set cabin doors to manual - it's time for our Big Finish.

And this is what I call in-flight entertainment.

Extreme escape artist Robert Gallup performing his legendary

The Challenge Of The Death Dive, in which he risks certain death.

Not just any old death - certain death, which is much, much worse.

Robert is handcuffed and tied inside a mailbag.

At least if he doesn't get out in time,

he'll get posted back to his house.

Presumably in a package marked "Fragile."

Chucked out of the plane at 18,000ft,

he has just 50 seconds to escape and put on his parachute.

It's at about this stage of Robert's stunt

that the mailbag can never be used again.

He's out of the mail bag, but he's still inside a locked cage,

and falling fast.

It's a once-in-a-lifetime experience...

particularly if it goes wrong.

Of course, he's Robert Gallup...

it won't go wrong.

Yes! He's got the door open.

He straps on his parachute.

Yeah, you'd feel a fool if you forgot THAT. And...

# I believe I can fly

# I believe I can touch the sky

# I think about it every night and day... #

It was a good day. Nobody died.

That DOES sound like a good day.

Although a good day for me is usually just having a bit of lunch

and going to the park.

You should try it, Robert.

I'm looking, I'm looking, I'm looking!

That's it for this journey into the world of mystery and magic.

A world in which nothing is quite what it seems.

At least I hope not, for his sake.