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Come on, Harry. | 0:02:59 | 0:03:01 | |
Don't do this to me again! | 0:03:01 | 0:03:03 | |
Up! Up! Get the bloody thing up now! | 0:03:23 | 0:03:27 | |
CHEERING | 0:03:36 | 0:03:39 | |
HOOTER BLARES | 0:03:41 | 0:03:43 | |
'For some, the Four Winds and the sea bowed down before the Great Houdini. | 0:03:55 | 0:04:01 | |
'He was a god. | 0:04:01 | 0:04:03 | |
'That's what it said in my comics. | 0:04:03 | 0:04:05 | |
'If you were Houdini, you wouldn't be living | 0:04:06 | 0:04:08 | |
'in a place with a leaking roof, worrying how to pay the coal man. | 0:04:08 | 0:04:12 | |
'And you wouldn't be sitting on a damp step outside the pawnshop | 0:04:12 | 0:04:15 | |
'waiting for your mam to hawk her wedding ring. | 0:04:15 | 0:04:18 | |
'Yet again. No. | 0:04:18 | 0:04:20 | |
'You'd be inside somewhere warm and cosy eating cake.' | 0:04:20 | 0:04:25 | |
Rosa, we've got work to do. | 0:04:25 | 0:04:27 | |
That's the wedding ring, back in the window, is it? | 0:04:27 | 0:04:30 | |
Only good use I ever had for it. | 0:04:30 | 0:04:32 | |
Mary McGarvie, a dream come true. | 0:04:32 | 0:04:34 | |
-Not for you. -Oi! Leave my man alone, ya' gypsy strumpet. | 0:04:34 | 0:04:38 | |
I wouldn't have your hand-me-downs if you paid me. | 0:04:38 | 0:04:41 | |
Tarted-up hussy. | 0:04:41 | 0:04:42 | |
You frigid old piss-pants! | 0:04:44 | 0:04:46 | |
Floozie. | 0:04:46 | 0:04:49 | |
Bloody circumcision. | 0:04:49 | 0:04:51 | |
-What? -It's in the Bible. | 0:04:51 | 0:04:53 | |
Oh, give me that. | 0:04:53 | 0:04:54 | |
'We were a real double act, my mam and me. | 0:05:03 | 0:05:06 | |
'It was just us against the cruel world, living by our wits.' | 0:05:06 | 0:05:11 | |
'Scuse me. 'Scuse me, sir. | 0:05:14 | 0:05:19 | |
-Sorry. -Over here, Rose! | 0:05:21 | 0:05:23 | |
-I told you to wait on the corner. -Here you are, sir. | 0:05:23 | 0:05:25 | |
Thank you. | 0:05:25 | 0:05:27 | |
-You'll be after your usual posy of violets, Mr Robertson? -Aye. | 0:05:34 | 0:05:39 | |
There were always her favourites. | 0:05:39 | 0:05:41 | |
Oh, pockets, eh? | 0:05:41 | 0:05:43 | |
-Thank you, my dear. -Thank you, see you tomorrow. | 0:05:46 | 0:05:50 | |
"To Charles, with never ending love, your Violet." | 0:06:00 | 0:06:06 | |
'You play the game or you go under. | 0:06:09 | 0:06:12 | |
'That's what Mam always said. | 0:06:12 | 0:06:14 | |
'And if it wasn't for her, we would have drowned long ago.' | 0:06:14 | 0:06:18 | |
Deceased, Violet Robertson. | 0:06:20 | 0:06:23 | |
Died of heart failure. | 0:06:23 | 0:06:25 | |
You're that unfortunate? | 0:06:27 | 0:06:29 | |
It was your long-lost aunt a week ago, was it not? | 0:06:29 | 0:06:32 | |
My condolences, Mrs McGarvie. | 0:06:32 | 0:06:35 | |
You're so kind. | 0:06:35 | 0:06:37 | |
You'll be wanting to... | 0:06:37 | 0:06:40 | |
Examine the records, no doubt? | 0:06:40 | 0:06:43 | |
The information you need may be on the tenth shelf. | 0:06:43 | 0:06:48 | |
Or even the 11th. | 0:06:52 | 0:06:56 | |
It's the details of those dear departed one later cherishes. | 0:06:56 | 0:07:00 | |
Don't you think? | 0:07:00 | 0:07:02 | |
Cherishable details, Mrs McGarvie. | 0:07:02 | 0:07:05 | |
How right you are. | 0:07:05 | 0:07:07 | |
Hello again! | 0:07:25 | 0:07:27 | |
Courtship. Who's the baboon? | 0:07:32 | 0:07:33 | |
Who are you calling a baboon, you wee... | 0:07:33 | 0:07:36 | |
Enough monkey play. No juveniles with us, I trust. | 0:07:36 | 0:07:40 | |
Then this is your last chance to see | 0:07:40 | 0:07:43 | |
the Tantalising Princess Kali and her Dusky Disciple. | 0:07:43 | 0:07:49 | |
CHEERING AND APPLAUSE | 0:07:49 | 0:07:51 | |
EASTERN MUSIC PLAYS | 0:07:53 | 0:07:55 | |
CHEERING AND WOLF-WHISTLING | 0:07:55 | 0:07:57 | |
Oh, be still, girl! | 0:08:35 | 0:08:37 | |
-At least that's one of you decent! -Hurry! Hurry! | 0:08:39 | 0:08:42 | |
Where've you been? | 0:08:50 | 0:08:52 | |
Sorry! | 0:08:52 | 0:08:54 | |
Kali kasbah magicaram. | 0:09:03 | 0:09:07 | |
-I'm receiving a message. -About time, eh? | 0:09:09 | 0:09:11 | |
I sent it a week ago! | 0:09:11 | 0:09:13 | |
LAUGHTER | 0:09:13 | 0:09:15 | |
I see a flower... | 0:09:15 | 0:09:18 | |
-(Gallery, front.) -Is there anyone here named... | 0:09:18 | 0:09:23 | |
-..Rose? -'Aye! Up here! She's up here! | 0:09:25 | 0:09:28 | |
Darlin', get up! | 0:09:28 | 0:09:29 | |
That's a lovely pair of red knickers you're wearing tonight, Rose! | 0:09:29 | 0:09:33 | |
Oh! | 0:09:33 | 0:09:35 | |
-Get away with you! -Prove her wrong, hen! Wooh! | 0:09:35 | 0:09:38 | |
-Show us! -Go on, Rose! | 0:09:38 | 0:09:41 | |
There is one I can see... | 0:09:42 | 0:09:43 | |
Such a lady. Like a queen. | 0:09:43 | 0:09:49 | |
The lady's in a garden. | 0:09:51 | 0:09:52 | |
A beautiful garden. | 0:09:54 | 0:09:57 | |
(Third row.) | 0:09:57 | 0:09:58 | |
She's like a flower herself. | 0:10:01 | 0:10:04 | |
Not a rose. | 0:10:04 | 0:10:06 | |
A deep, dark flower. | 0:10:06 | 0:10:09 | |
Violet. | 0:10:09 | 0:10:12 | |
Violet's all alone. | 0:10:17 | 0:10:19 | |
But there's a space beside her for another. | 0:10:19 | 0:10:22 | |
One left behind in this world. | 0:10:22 | 0:10:26 | |
For a moment, I saw a funny wee man in a bowler hat. | 0:10:26 | 0:10:29 | |
Why, it's Mr Charles Chaplin! | 0:10:29 | 0:10:31 | |
No. | 0:10:34 | 0:10:35 | |
Another Charles. | 0:10:35 | 0:10:37 | |
Charles Robertson. | 0:10:37 | 0:10:40 | |
Charles! | 0:10:46 | 0:10:48 | |
Charles! | 0:10:48 | 0:10:50 | |
Oh, I'm sorry, Charles. | 0:10:50 | 0:10:52 | |
Violet says you're not looking after yourself. Those cuffs are frayed. | 0:10:52 | 0:10:57 | |
Violet! | 0:10:57 | 0:10:59 | |
She wants to say something. | 0:10:59 | 0:11:00 | |
She says...she's sorry her heart wasnae stronger. | 0:11:01 | 0:11:08 | |
Do you understand what she means, Charles? | 0:11:08 | 0:11:11 | |
It's how she went! | 0:11:11 | 0:11:13 | |
Her heart gave out. | 0:11:13 | 0:11:15 | |
It's true. It's true. | 0:11:15 | 0:11:18 | |
Tick-tock, tick-tock. | 0:11:20 | 0:11:22 | |
Who's the one who's lost his clock? | 0:11:22 | 0:11:25 | |
-Have you lost something, Charlie? -I lost my watch! | 0:11:25 | 0:11:28 | |
It comes. | 0:11:29 | 0:11:31 | |
It comes! | 0:11:31 | 0:11:33 | |
From another world, it comes! | 0:11:33 | 0:11:36 | |
It comes! | 0:11:36 | 0:11:39 | |
Now! | 0:11:39 | 0:11:40 | |
GASPS | 0:11:40 | 0:11:43 | |
There is an inscription, oh wise one. | 0:11:45 | 0:11:47 | |
No, no, no. Don't tell me! | 0:11:47 | 0:11:50 | |
I can see it. | 0:11:51 | 0:11:53 | |
"To Charles, | 0:11:53 | 0:11:56 | |
"with never-ending love. Your Violet." | 0:11:56 | 0:12:02 | |
There's a chill wind in the garden. | 0:12:11 | 0:12:14 | |
-Violet has to go. -Oh, no. -Until we meet again. Goodbye, Charles. | 0:12:14 | 0:12:20 | |
Goodbye. | 0:12:21 | 0:12:23 | |
-Goodbye. -Oh, don't go, Violet. -Don't cling to her, Charles. | 0:12:23 | 0:12:27 | |
Be patient. | 0:12:27 | 0:12:28 | |
-Until you meet again. -'A glimpse of the afterlife? | 0:12:28 | 0:12:32 | |
'Or just a glimpse of mam? It didn't matter. | 0:12:32 | 0:12:35 | |
'We gave them what they wanted. | 0:12:35 | 0:12:37 | |
'Showbiz isn't all it's cracked up to be. | 0:12:37 | 0:12:40 | |
'The manager skedaddled and owed us for a whole month. | 0:12:40 | 0:12:43 | |
'Mam said, "See? That's men for you!" | 0:12:43 | 0:12:46 | |
'And so we ended up livin' in a graveyard. | 0:12:48 | 0:12:50 | |
'A wee bit before our time.' | 0:12:50 | 0:12:53 | |
What have you got to laugh about? | 0:12:55 | 0:12:57 | |
The theatre's closed. | 0:12:57 | 0:12:59 | |
Those comics won't fill your tummy. | 0:12:59 | 0:13:01 | |
It's just a wee bit of fun, mam! | 0:13:01 | 0:13:03 | |
Oh, you sound just like your father. | 0:13:03 | 0:13:06 | |
"Just a wee bit o' fun, hen." | 0:13:06 | 0:13:08 | |
Then all of a sudden, there was you! | 0:13:08 | 0:13:10 | |
THUNDER RUMBLES | 0:13:10 | 0:13:11 | |
Hurry up! | 0:13:11 | 0:13:13 | |
Mr Houdini was the greatest trickster of them all. | 0:13:20 | 0:13:23 | |
And the whole world loved him for it. | 0:13:23 | 0:13:26 | |
You couldn't imagine someone like that could want for anything at all. | 0:13:26 | 0:13:29 | |
Feet off! | 0:13:37 | 0:13:39 | |
Oh, go on, Mam. Read to me. | 0:13:41 | 0:13:43 | |
It just says what's in the picture. You can read it yourself. | 0:13:43 | 0:13:48 | |
"On her death bed, Houdini's beloved Mother... | 0:13:48 | 0:13:51 | |
"...spoke her last words to the Great Man himself. | 0:13:51 | 0:13:55 | |
"Do Spirits Return? Houdini says, 'Prove it!' | 0:13:57 | 0:14:01 | |
"Now famous psychics try to discover those secret words." | 0:14:03 | 0:14:06 | |
"10,000 for whoever transmits his mother's last words." | 0:14:20 | 0:14:25 | |
No-one could pull off that one, could they? | 0:14:25 | 0:14:28 | |
How much is 10,000? | 0:14:29 | 0:14:33 | |
He's coming here! To Edinburgh! | 0:14:37 | 0:14:40 | |
So he is. | 0:14:43 | 0:14:45 | |
'Me and mam thought we could take on anyone. | 0:14:45 | 0:14:47 | |
'Even the Great Houdini.' | 0:14:47 | 0:14:49 | |
Harry. | 0:15:01 | 0:15:03 | |
-You still here? -Where else? | 0:15:13 | 0:15:16 | |
You look fine, Harry. | 0:15:21 | 0:15:23 | |
Come on. | 0:15:23 | 0:15:26 | |
Let's go! | 0:15:40 | 0:15:41 | |
Hurry up! Hurry up! | 0:15:45 | 0:15:48 | |
CHEERING | 0:15:48 | 0:15:51 | |
CHEERING | 0:15:55 | 0:15:57 | |
Hello, Edinburgh! | 0:16:13 | 0:16:16 | |
CHEERING AND APPLAUSE | 0:16:33 | 0:16:35 | |
Houdini! | 0:16:35 | 0:16:38 | |
GASPS | 0:16:40 | 0:16:42 | |
Mr Houdini! We love you, Mr Houdini! We love you! We love you! | 0:16:46 | 0:16:50 | |
-Welcome back to Scotland, Mr Houdini. -Thank you, son. | 0:16:52 | 0:16:55 | |
-That monster Nessie still here? -Aye, she's still here. | 0:16:55 | 0:16:59 | |
Well, tell her this time, Harry Houdini will tie a knot | 0:16:59 | 0:17:02 | |
-in her tail and fling her into the Ocean. -What about 10,000, Mr Houdini? | 0:17:02 | 0:17:05 | |
Are you psychic? I never met a reporter who didn't know the truth before it happened. | 0:17:05 | 0:17:09 | |
-I don't know about that. -You put me in touch with my mother, it's yours. | 0:17:09 | 0:17:13 | |
-Still in good shape? -Never better. -They say you can take a punch from any man. | 0:17:13 | 0:17:17 | |
-Get rid of these freeloaders. -Scared of my boy's punch? | 0:17:17 | 0:17:22 | |
I'll take your punch, sonny! | 0:17:22 | 0:17:24 | |
Now, ladies and gentlemen, give us some room, please. | 0:17:24 | 0:17:27 | |
(Watch yourself, Harry, this mob can smell blood.) | 0:17:27 | 0:17:30 | |
HE INHALES DEEPLY | 0:17:30 | 0:17:33 | |
Go on, son! | 0:17:36 | 0:17:38 | |
CROWD GASPS | 0:17:39 | 0:17:43 | |
-Have you done it yet? -CHEERING | 0:17:45 | 0:17:47 | |
Good luck, Houdini! | 0:17:51 | 0:17:54 | |
'Yes, the whole world loved Mr Houdini. | 0:17:54 | 0:17:57 | |
'But it could never be enough. | 0:17:57 | 0:17:59 | |
'There was something dark inside him. | 0:17:59 | 0:18:02 | |
'And poor Mr Sugarman's job was to keep that dark side at bay.' | 0:18:02 | 0:18:05 | |
-It's such an honour to have you with us. -Hey! | 0:18:05 | 0:18:09 | |
-Be careful with that trunk, you schmuck! -Sorry, sir! | 0:18:09 | 0:18:12 | |
-Mr Houdini's very tired after his journey. -I'll deal with it, boss. | 0:18:12 | 0:18:16 | |
Come on. Quick as you can. Quick as you can. There! | 0:18:18 | 0:18:22 | |
Carefully. | 0:18:22 | 0:18:25 | |
A dollar? Thank you, sir. Thank Mr Houdini! | 0:18:25 | 0:18:28 | |
Harry. Are you all right? | 0:18:31 | 0:18:33 | |
HE GRUNTS | 0:18:33 | 0:18:36 | |
HE COUGHS | 0:18:36 | 0:18:38 | |
Harry! | 0:18:38 | 0:18:40 | |
Are you all right? | 0:18:40 | 0:18:42 | |
I think I can wipe my own ass, Mr Sugarman, thank you. | 0:18:42 | 0:18:46 | |
It's OK, Morry. Nothin' to worry about. | 0:18:54 | 0:18:56 | |
The golden goose is still laying. | 0:18:56 | 0:18:59 | |
"Houdini's Mother Dies. | 0:19:01 | 0:19:03 | |
"Houdini In Mourning. | 0:19:03 | 0:19:05 | |
"Houdini Finds Hope In Spiritualism. | 0:19:09 | 0:19:13 | |
" 'It's a fake,' says Houdini. | 0:19:16 | 0:19:18 | |
"Very private man. | 0:19:20 | 0:19:23 | |
"My greatest ambition is to live and die being worthy of the mother who bore me." | 0:19:33 | 0:19:39 | |
Another believer Mrs McGarvie, | 0:19:46 | 0:19:49 | |
I'm always happy for you to | 0:19:49 | 0:19:51 | |
probe the higher shelves for...those cherishable details. | 0:19:51 | 0:19:56 | |
SHE COUGHS | 0:20:00 | 0:20:02 | |
I already have all the details I need. | 0:20:05 | 0:20:08 | |
Listen to this. | 0:20:13 | 0:20:15 | |
"Madame Claire de Lune, psychic extraordinaire, respectfully accepts | 0:20:15 | 0:20:19 | |
-"Mr Houdini's psychic challenge." -Clair de who? | 0:20:19 | 0:20:21 | |
Claire de Lune, it's French goddamn it, | 0:20:21 | 0:20:23 | |
get yourself an education, Sugarman. | 0:20:23 | 0:20:26 | |
What do you think? I look like a fruit? | 0:20:26 | 0:20:29 | |
Like a fruit, you look beautiful, Harry. | 0:20:29 | 0:20:31 | |
-No, I look like a fruit. -They've got class, I like them. | 0:20:31 | 0:20:34 | |
You want to look like a fruit, you wear them. | 0:20:34 | 0:20:37 | |
And as well you know I got an education, | 0:20:37 | 0:20:41 | |
in law and business management, I got a diploma. | 0:20:41 | 0:20:44 | |
I bought it in your glorious country. | 0:20:44 | 0:20:46 | |
Harry, everyone's a fake. | 0:20:46 | 0:20:48 | |
As soon as you scratch the gold leaves all of these so-called psychics | 0:20:48 | 0:20:52 | |
are just made of lead, it's all hocus-pocus, mumbo-jumbo. | 0:20:52 | 0:20:55 | |
-So? -So, why waste our time? | 0:20:55 | 0:20:57 | |
I don't want to be remembered for a bunch of dumb stunts. | 0:20:57 | 0:21:00 | |
For once this ain't about chains and padlocks it's about science. | 0:21:00 | 0:21:04 | |
It's about proof. | 0:21:04 | 0:21:06 | |
HE WINCES | 0:21:06 | 0:21:09 | |
You're pushing yourself too hard, Harry. | 0:21:09 | 0:21:11 | |
Get off me. | 0:21:11 | 0:21:13 | |
See this? | 0:21:13 | 0:21:14 | |
This is from the Scientific American. | 0:21:14 | 0:21:17 | |
The Scientific American. | 0:21:17 | 0:21:18 | |
And my psychic experiment is science. | 0:21:18 | 0:21:21 | |
Showbiz is showbiz, Harry. | 0:21:23 | 0:21:25 | |
It's not about science, it's about nickels and dimes. Nickels and dimes. | 0:21:26 | 0:21:31 | |
Yeah, well, you look after the nickels and dimes | 0:21:31 | 0:21:34 | |
and I'll look after the science. | 0:21:34 | 0:21:36 | |
DISTANT FACTORY HOOTER BLARES | 0:21:43 | 0:21:46 | |
'Mistress of the skies, that was my mam.' | 0:22:05 | 0:22:08 | |
Madam. | 0:22:08 | 0:22:10 | |
'She could just pluck a character off a shelf and act her as swish as the best of them. | 0:22:10 | 0:22:17 | |
'And just about managed to convince herself.' | 0:22:17 | 0:22:22 | |
LIFT BELL PINGS | 0:22:36 | 0:22:38 | |
They've got two hours to check the tank. | 0:22:48 | 0:22:50 | |
The boys will be set by the time we get there. | 0:22:50 | 0:22:53 | |
-Curtain's at eight. -How's security? | 0:22:53 | 0:22:55 | |
Like Mrs Glam with a headache. | 0:22:55 | 0:22:57 | |
Of course... | 0:22:58 | 0:23:00 | |
"I'm with you, my Harry, even in dreams. | 0:23:16 | 0:23:18 | |
"Your little darling wife, Bess." | 0:23:18 | 0:23:22 | |
Little darling wife. | 0:23:24 | 0:23:26 | |
Excuse me. | 0:23:50 | 0:23:53 | |
He's mine, I do Mr Houdini. Who do you think you are? | 0:23:53 | 0:23:58 | |
Who do I think I am? | 0:23:58 | 0:24:00 | |
I'm the one who does all the bloody work around here. | 0:24:00 | 0:24:03 | |
CROWD APPLAUDS | 0:24:08 | 0:24:12 | |
You little thief. | 0:24:35 | 0:24:37 | |
Come here! | 0:24:37 | 0:24:39 | |
-I was just looking. -Yeah, sure you were. | 0:24:39 | 0:24:42 | |
That's our audience you're kicking in the pants there, Mr Sugarman. | 0:24:42 | 0:24:45 | |
I'm sure she's OK, you can let her go. | 0:24:45 | 0:24:48 | |
What's your name, kid? | 0:24:48 | 0:24:50 | |
Lost your voice, huh? | 0:24:52 | 0:24:54 | |
When did you last hear it? Oh, wait, I know. | 0:24:54 | 0:24:58 | |
IN GIRL'S VOICE: "Help! Help! I'm in here. | 0:24:58 | 0:25:01 | |
"I'm in here. I'm in here. Come on, open up. | 0:25:01 | 0:25:04 | |
"Open up, open up. Open up." | 0:25:04 | 0:25:07 | |
How's that for size? | 0:25:07 | 0:25:09 | |
-Want a sandwich? -Yes, please, Mr Houdini. | 0:25:09 | 0:25:13 | |
Ah, the voice fits. A little gummed up still, but it works. What else can you say? | 0:25:13 | 0:25:17 | |
My name's Benji, Mr Houdini. | 0:25:17 | 0:25:19 | |
Benji Mr Houdini? I'd drop the second part it's already spoken for, | 0:25:19 | 0:25:22 | |
just plain Benji sounds good to me. | 0:25:22 | 0:25:24 | |
Just Plain Benji isn't much of a name either. | 0:25:24 | 0:25:27 | |
Well, we have a comedienne here, Mr Sugarman. | 0:25:27 | 0:25:30 | |
Maybe she can do the warm-up. HE GROANS | 0:25:30 | 0:25:32 | |
I'm not a comedienne, Mr Houdini. | 0:25:32 | 0:25:35 | |
No? What do you do for a living? | 0:25:35 | 0:25:36 | |
Rob banks, train fleas, dance the Highland fling? | 0:25:36 | 0:25:39 | |
Steal from dressing rooms? | 0:25:39 | 0:25:42 | |
I'm a psychic. | 0:25:42 | 0:25:44 | |
Well, more a sort of disciple. | 0:25:44 | 0:25:47 | |
A psychic sidekick, huh? | 0:25:47 | 0:25:50 | |
The tantalising Princess Kali and her dusky disciple. | 0:25:50 | 0:25:53 | |
-That's you, huh? -We were top of the bill at McTavish's Palace. | 0:25:53 | 0:25:58 | |
Top of the bill at the Palace, eh? | 0:25:58 | 0:26:00 | |
Well, I think I have a little something for you too. | 0:26:00 | 0:26:03 | |
Tonight's performance, don't be late. | 0:26:03 | 0:26:07 | |
SHE GIGGLES | 0:26:07 | 0:26:09 | |
Thanks, Mr Houdini. | 0:26:10 | 0:26:13 | |
MR SUGARMAN CLEARS THROAT | 0:26:13 | 0:26:14 | |
My mam doesn't do tricks, like, it's real, Mr Houdini. | 0:26:16 | 0:26:20 | |
-It's no jiggery-pokery. -I'm sure she's great, kid, goodbye. | 0:26:21 | 0:26:25 | |
-She's got the gift. -Bye-bye now. | 0:26:25 | 0:26:27 | |
CHEERING AND APPLAUSE | 0:26:29 | 0:26:30 | |
Fellow travellers, dear friends, modern science tells us that life | 0:26:37 | 0:26:43 | |
had its beginnings in the gloomy depths of the great oceans. | 0:26:43 | 0:26:47 | |
Our own little lives are but a brief gasp before we plunge back | 0:26:47 | 0:26:51 | |
down into that dreamy darkness from which there's no return. | 0:26:51 | 0:26:56 | |
Or is there? | 0:26:56 | 0:26:57 | |
I, Harry Houdini, shall discover the truth for all of us. | 0:26:57 | 0:27:01 | |
Naked we emerged from that sea of the unconscious | 0:27:01 | 0:27:05 | |
and that is how I now propose to travel. | 0:27:05 | 0:27:08 | |
Lights, please. | 0:27:14 | 0:27:16 | |
Ladies and gentlemen, | 0:27:24 | 0:27:26 | |
I entreat you do not attempt to hold your breath in emulation of me. | 0:27:26 | 0:27:31 | |
May God guide me and have mercy on my immortal soul. | 0:27:37 | 0:27:41 | |
HE INHALES | 0:27:41 | 0:27:42 | |
AUDIENCE GASPS | 0:27:43 | 0:27:45 | |
THEY HOLD THEIR BREATH | 0:27:49 | 0:27:51 | |
AUDIENCE MUTTERS | 0:28:11 | 0:28:13 | |
SHE EXHALES | 0:28:18 | 0:28:19 | |
Mum. | 0:28:42 | 0:28:43 | |
Mum. | 0:28:48 | 0:28:50 | |
Harry. | 0:28:50 | 0:28:53 | |
It's taking too long. | 0:29:10 | 0:29:12 | |
Get him out! | 0:29:12 | 0:29:14 | |
AUDIENCE GASPS | 0:29:16 | 0:29:18 | |
CHEERING AND APPLAUSE | 0:29:18 | 0:29:19 | |
Bravo. Bravo. | 0:29:21 | 0:29:24 | |
SHE GIGGLES | 0:29:31 | 0:29:33 | |
-Nearly two minutes over. -And that's two minutes you didn't know about. | 0:29:34 | 0:29:37 | |
You don't have to do this, you don't have to push yourself every time. | 0:29:37 | 0:29:41 | |
Yes, I do. | 0:29:41 | 0:29:42 | |
# I met Houdini, I met Houdini... # | 0:30:01 | 0:30:05 | |
I met him, Ma. | 0:30:05 | 0:30:08 | |
He's got these eyes that just burn through to the back of your head. | 0:30:08 | 0:30:12 | |
He's incredible, Ma. | 0:30:12 | 0:30:13 | |
You got caught. | 0:30:19 | 0:30:22 | |
What did I tell you? | 0:30:25 | 0:30:27 | |
Rule number one, never get caught. | 0:30:27 | 0:30:30 | |
So what did you find out? | 0:30:38 | 0:30:40 | |
Or were you too busy making eyes at him? | 0:30:40 | 0:30:42 | |
Do you think I like living like this? | 0:30:46 | 0:30:48 | |
Surrounded by grime and filth and other people's hand-me-downs. | 0:30:48 | 0:30:51 | |
I want new things... | 0:30:51 | 0:30:53 | |
nice things... | 0:30:53 | 0:30:55 | |
I want 10,000. | 0:30:55 | 0:30:57 | |
Did you find out anything, Mam? | 0:31:03 | 0:31:04 | |
There wasn't a single personal thing in his hotel suite. | 0:31:08 | 0:31:11 | |
Like he doesn't exist. | 0:31:11 | 0:31:13 | |
He had a fancy trunk with his initials on. | 0:31:13 | 0:31:16 | |
The kind of trunk you keep your secrets in. | 0:31:16 | 0:31:19 | |
Big trunk. | 0:31:19 | 0:31:21 | |
That only takes a tiny wee key. | 0:31:21 | 0:31:24 | |
Now where would Mr Houdini keep a key like that, eh? | 0:31:24 | 0:31:28 | |
Mmm. And this. | 0:31:28 | 0:31:32 | |
His mother. | 0:31:34 | 0:31:36 | |
It's a start, I'll busk the rest. | 0:31:38 | 0:31:41 | |
Eat your tea, now. | 0:31:43 | 0:31:45 | |
-Next. -Good afternoon, Mr Houdini. | 0:31:53 | 0:31:58 | |
Perhaps a secret message. It's from your mother. | 0:31:58 | 0:32:02 | |
It's in Hungarian, isn't it, Jock? | 0:32:02 | 0:32:05 | |
You should have done your homework, Hamish, she didn't speak Hungarian. | 0:32:05 | 0:32:09 | |
She spoke German. Next. | 0:32:09 | 0:32:11 | |
-You're a hoofer. -Aye, sir, a hoofer I am. | 0:32:26 | 0:32:29 | |
We're interviewing psychics. | 0:32:29 | 0:32:32 | |
Think of a number... | 0:32:32 | 0:32:35 | |
Message from your mama, very cold, very cold. | 0:32:35 | 0:32:39 | |
Message, little Harry, growing old, growing old. | 0:32:39 | 0:32:42 | |
THEY CHANT | 0:32:44 | 0:32:47 | |
Macbeth, act one, scene one, right? | 0:32:53 | 0:32:55 | |
Right, thank you very much, ladies, we'll let your mother know. | 0:32:55 | 0:32:58 | |
Out you go. Thank you, now, very good. | 0:32:58 | 0:33:01 | |
-She'll never forgive you, Harry. -What did you say? | 0:33:01 | 0:33:04 | |
Forgive me for what? I never hurt her in my goddamn life. | 0:33:04 | 0:33:07 | |
-What the hell's she talking about, Sugarman? -10,000 American dollars, | 0:33:07 | 0:33:11 | |
that's what she's talking about, Harry. | 0:33:11 | 0:33:13 | |
If God ever permitted an angel to walk the earth it's my mother. | 0:33:13 | 0:33:16 | |
-Ah, the psychic's sidekick. -Do I have permission to kick our audience in the pants this time? | 0:33:16 | 0:33:21 | |
Come on, kid, clear off. Mr Houdini's had enough for one day. | 0:33:21 | 0:33:25 | |
-Come on. -It's not me, I told you. | 0:33:25 | 0:33:28 | |
It's my mam. | 0:33:28 | 0:33:30 | |
I'm sorry for the intrusion, Mr Houdini. Mr Sugarman, is it? | 0:33:32 | 0:33:36 | |
HE GRUNTS | 0:33:36 | 0:33:38 | |
We have a psychic act, me and my daughter, here. | 0:33:40 | 0:33:42 | |
Not such a wonderful act, really. | 0:33:42 | 0:33:45 | |
I wear somewhat of a revealing costume. | 0:33:45 | 0:33:48 | |
I pretend to see those on the other side, sometimes I really do. | 0:33:48 | 0:33:54 | |
My mother would have called it a travesty, waste of a God-given gift, | 0:33:54 | 0:33:58 | |
she used hers for healing, didn't she, Benji? | 0:33:58 | 0:34:01 | |
Maybe I should have made more of mine, but... | 0:34:01 | 0:34:04 | |
there's no man at home and there's bread to put on the table. | 0:34:04 | 0:34:07 | |
I'm sorry, Mr Houdini, I'm so deeply sorry for your loss. | 0:34:11 | 0:34:15 | |
Last night I dreamed a dream. | 0:34:17 | 0:34:19 | |
I saw someone I've never met, in a place I've never been. | 0:34:20 | 0:34:24 | |
A lady in a garden. | 0:34:26 | 0:34:28 | |
Her hair was silver and she was small, | 0:34:29 | 0:34:32 | |
wearing a black dress. | 0:34:32 | 0:34:35 | |
And she was waving as if... | 0:34:35 | 0:34:38 | |
beckoning someone to her. | 0:34:38 | 0:34:40 | |
Does it mean something to you, Mr Houdini? | 0:34:40 | 0:34:42 | |
It means you read the New York Times, Mrs er... | 0:34:42 | 0:34:45 | |
McGarvie. | 0:34:45 | 0:34:47 | |
It was the Herald Tribune, actually. | 0:34:47 | 0:34:49 | |
That picture was syndicated all-over. | 0:34:49 | 0:34:51 | |
Sometimes it works. | 0:34:51 | 0:34:52 | |
Sometimes you have to help it along, is that a sin? | 0:34:52 | 0:34:56 | |
I read a page... | 0:35:00 | 0:35:02 | |
..I hear words... | 0:35:05 | 0:35:07 | |
yet spoken. | 0:35:07 | 0:35:08 | |
But they all seem like shapes | 0:35:13 | 0:35:15 | |
and colours to me now. | 0:35:15 | 0:35:17 | |
I'm sorry. Did you say something? | 0:35:22 | 0:35:25 | |
No, I... | 0:35:25 | 0:35:26 | |
It's you... | 0:35:28 | 0:35:31 | |
I think you're the one we've been waiting for. | 0:35:31 | 0:35:34 | |
'It was as if the earth stopped turning. | 0:35:34 | 0:35:36 | |
'That's what they say in the great romances, isn't it? | 0:35:36 | 0:35:39 | |
'But we didn't know the half of it.' | 0:35:40 | 0:35:43 | |
Are you sure you know what you're doing, Harry? | 0:36:01 | 0:36:03 | |
Oh, come on. It's got to be a sign. | 0:36:03 | 0:36:06 | |
You were there, you saw her. | 0:36:06 | 0:36:07 | |
Change that to scrupulous scientific conditions. | 0:36:07 | 0:36:10 | |
-Scrupulous? -Mm. | 0:36:12 | 0:36:13 | |
There are more things in heaven and earth | 0:36:19 | 0:36:21 | |
than in all your audit books, Mr Shakespeare. | 0:36:21 | 0:36:24 | |
More than 10,000? | 0:36:24 | 0:36:26 | |
Mr Harry Houdini announces the most extraordinary experiment ever staged | 0:36:28 | 0:36:34 | |
by modern science that will prove beyond all reasonable doubt | 0:36:34 | 0:36:39 | |
the existence of an afterlife. | 0:36:39 | 0:36:41 | |
APPLAUSE | 0:36:41 | 0:36:43 | |
Sealed inside this envelope, | 0:36:46 | 0:36:49 | |
Mr Houdini has written the last words spoken to him by his dear departed mother. | 0:36:49 | 0:36:55 | |
Known only to him, and shared with no-one. | 0:36:55 | 0:36:59 | |
APPLAUSE | 0:37:01 | 0:37:02 | |
This safe will be lodged at the Royal Bank of Scotland | 0:37:04 | 0:37:08 | |
until the day of the psychic experiment, which will | 0:37:08 | 0:37:12 | |
be conducted under scrupulous scientific conditions | 0:37:12 | 0:37:16 | |
in front of the world's press. | 0:37:16 | 0:37:18 | |
Mr Houdini intends to contact the departed soul of his beloved mother. | 0:37:18 | 0:37:24 | |
Oh! | 0:37:24 | 0:37:26 | |
We've died and gone to heaven. | 0:37:31 | 0:37:33 | |
Look at the castle, Mam! | 0:37:42 | 0:37:44 | |
And I can see right up Princes Street | 0:37:44 | 0:37:46 | |
all the way to the Scott Monument. | 0:37:46 | 0:37:48 | |
Oh. It smells of heather, and it's all free! | 0:37:49 | 0:37:53 | |
Nothing in this world is free. | 0:37:53 | 0:37:56 | |
Come Sunday, if we don't deliver the secret words | 0:37:56 | 0:37:59 | |
that Mr Houdini wants to hear, all this goes - just vanishes. | 0:37:59 | 0:38:03 | |
But he's taken a real shine to us. The plan's working. | 0:38:03 | 0:38:07 | |
That's as maybe. | 0:38:07 | 0:38:10 | |
But something is going on. | 0:38:10 | 0:38:11 | |
It's too easy. | 0:38:11 | 0:38:13 | |
I didn't do a thing. | 0:38:13 | 0:38:15 | |
KNOCKING | 0:38:15 | 0:38:16 | |
Benji! | 0:38:16 | 0:38:17 | |
Oh. Come in. | 0:38:24 | 0:38:26 | |
Madam, from Mr Houdini. | 0:38:28 | 0:38:30 | |
-Why, thank you very much. -Madam. | 0:38:32 | 0:38:35 | |
What does it say? | 0:38:37 | 0:38:39 | |
He's invited me to take luncheon. | 0:38:41 | 0:38:44 | |
Mam, this is it! | 0:38:44 | 0:38:46 | |
This is what we want. | 0:38:46 | 0:38:48 | |
But what does Mr Houdini want? | 0:38:51 | 0:38:53 | |
Would you stop skipping for a minute? | 0:38:55 | 0:38:57 | |
SCREECHING, WHOOPING | 0:38:57 | 0:38:59 | |
Excuse me, we've got kids here! | 0:39:09 | 0:39:10 | |
Women and children, you've got male and female in the same cage here! | 0:39:10 | 0:39:14 | |
-Ought to be a law against it. -It's nature, Mr Sugarman. | 0:39:14 | 0:39:16 | |
Well, maybe nature should learn a bit of decency. | 0:39:16 | 0:39:19 | |
-Monkeys are just like you and me. -You speak for yourself. | 0:39:19 | 0:39:22 | |
You're no different - the great Houdini says jump and you jump. | 0:39:22 | 0:39:26 | |
You're just a dancing monkey. | 0:39:26 | 0:39:28 | |
Let's go and look at the aquarium, | 0:39:29 | 0:39:31 | |
they've got sharks and underwater tortoises and all sorts. | 0:39:31 | 0:39:36 | |
Do you want to know something, sweetheart? | 0:39:36 | 0:39:38 | |
What's that, Mr Sugarman? | 0:39:38 | 0:39:41 | |
You ain't going to take my Mr Houdini for that ten grand. | 0:39:43 | 0:39:46 | |
'Mam and I were keeping them guessing. | 0:39:57 | 0:39:59 | |
'Luckily, men are fools for a bit of glitter and a borrowed frock.' | 0:39:59 | 0:40:04 | |
-Madam. -Mrs McGarvie. | 0:40:04 | 0:40:07 | |
Forgive the intimacy of our little restaurant. | 0:40:09 | 0:40:12 | |
News hounds are everywhere. | 0:40:12 | 0:40:13 | |
I've never stayed in a place like this before. | 0:40:13 | 0:40:16 | |
Something to tell the grandchildren! | 0:40:16 | 0:40:18 | |
-You got the flowers OK? -Oh, enough for a wedding. | 0:40:18 | 0:40:22 | |
-Won't you sit down, please? -Men don't spend money on flowers | 0:40:22 | 0:40:26 | |
just because they enjoy the smell of them. | 0:40:26 | 0:40:28 | |
Oh, I just meant to be friendly. Are you sure you won't sit down? | 0:40:28 | 0:40:32 | |
Is this part of the audition? | 0:40:32 | 0:40:34 | |
Sit down, please. | 0:40:34 | 0:40:37 | |
Oh. | 0:40:46 | 0:40:48 | |
Pick anything you like. | 0:40:51 | 0:40:52 | |
It's all in foreign... | 0:41:03 | 0:41:04 | |
Do what I do - pick a high number, you can't go wrong. | 0:41:04 | 0:41:07 | |
That, I'll have that one, please. | 0:41:12 | 0:41:14 | |
That's bread, madam. | 0:41:14 | 0:41:17 | |
-I'll have the same, bread all round. Plain and simple. -Of course, sir. | 0:41:17 | 0:41:21 | |
Bread, plain and simple. | 0:41:21 | 0:41:23 | |
And champagne for the lady, best in the house. | 0:41:23 | 0:41:25 | |
Mrs McGarvie, this isn't me, all of this. | 0:41:28 | 0:41:31 | |
I was raised in Appleton, Wisconsin. | 0:41:31 | 0:41:33 | |
I sold paper, shined shoes and did conjuring tricks. | 0:41:33 | 0:41:36 | |
-Just a regular Joe. -You've done your research, right? | 0:41:36 | 0:41:39 | |
You know everything there is to know about me already. | 0:41:39 | 0:41:43 | |
Not everything. | 0:41:43 | 0:41:45 | |
A little old-fashioned, maybe, but I like them. If you'll allow me... | 0:41:46 | 0:41:50 | |
I'm not a wee girl, Mr Houdini. | 0:41:59 | 0:42:01 | |
Harry, please. | 0:42:04 | 0:42:05 | |
What is it you want, Mr Houdini? | 0:42:07 | 0:42:10 | |
I want to treat you as the lady you so clearly are. | 0:42:10 | 0:42:13 | |
-That's all? -You're special, Mrs McGarvie. | 0:42:16 | 0:42:21 | |
You have a gift. | 0:42:21 | 0:42:22 | |
'The truth was she couldn't read him and she let him get under her skin.' | 0:42:22 | 0:42:28 | |
We went on the big wheel and Mr Sugarman was sick. | 0:42:28 | 0:42:31 | |
Back where I come from, Mr Sugarman, we always acknowledge a lady. | 0:42:32 | 0:42:36 | |
Mrs McGarvie, I do apologise. | 0:42:36 | 0:42:39 | |
I hardly recognised you. | 0:42:41 | 0:42:42 | |
I don't have the time, or the inclination, to figure out what it is you really want. | 0:42:45 | 0:42:49 | |
So I'll just leave you and Mr Sugarman to your silly games. | 0:42:49 | 0:42:54 | |
-Mrs McGarvie, please. -Benji. | 0:42:54 | 0:42:55 | |
Mrs McGarvie! | 0:42:55 | 0:42:57 | |
Harry, come here. Harry, you run after her now, make a scene, | 0:42:57 | 0:43:01 | |
it'll be all over the papers in the morning. | 0:43:01 | 0:43:04 | |
Then where is your great experiment? | 0:43:04 | 0:43:06 | |
Harry! Rise and shine. | 0:43:41 | 0:43:45 | |
Harry! | 0:43:45 | 0:43:47 | |
-What time is it? -It's late. | 0:43:47 | 0:43:48 | |
What did you let me sleep through for? | 0:43:48 | 0:43:50 | |
Get yourself a louder bell, Sugarman. | 0:43:50 | 0:43:52 | |
Gentlemen of the press, one o'clock, worshipful company of locksmiths, | 0:43:56 | 0:44:00 | |
2.30 and St Andrew's orphanage, four o'clock. | 0:44:00 | 0:44:04 | |
-Let's buy a bunch of shoes for the kids. -Shoes? | 0:44:06 | 0:44:09 | |
It's all right, Mam, he's going to be ages. | 0:44:19 | 0:44:21 | |
Sorry, Mam, I couldn't help it. | 0:44:27 | 0:44:29 | |
Come on, kid. Harry, do you want me... | 0:44:29 | 0:44:32 | |
You want to look inside Pandora's box, huh? | 0:44:34 | 0:44:36 | |
Take a peek at the real Houdini? | 0:44:36 | 0:44:39 | |
All yours. No psychic gifts required. | 0:44:42 | 0:44:46 | |
No? | 0:44:46 | 0:44:48 | |
You disappoint me. | 0:44:50 | 0:44:52 | |
Here was me thinking you was the genuine article, | 0:44:52 | 0:44:56 | |
solid gold, through and through. | 0:44:56 | 0:44:59 | |
I was embarrassed to ask. | 0:44:59 | 0:45:01 | |
I just needed something. | 0:45:01 | 0:45:03 | |
A personal item, a wee token, a handkerchief, that's all. | 0:45:03 | 0:45:08 | |
You see, it helps me channel the energy, my psychic energy. | 0:45:08 | 0:45:12 | |
Your psychic energy? | 0:45:12 | 0:45:13 | |
I've seen mediums, crystal gazers, palmists, spirit guides, | 0:45:13 | 0:45:17 | |
theatres fit to bust with psychic energy, Mrs McGarvie, | 0:45:17 | 0:45:21 | |
and do you know something? | 0:45:21 | 0:45:22 | |
Until someone proves me wrong, it's all moonshine, | 0:45:22 | 0:45:25 | |
con artists and cheap chiselers out to fleece poor folks | 0:45:25 | 0:45:29 | |
looking for a little peace of mind. | 0:45:29 | 0:45:31 | |
So that's what this whole charade's about? | 0:45:31 | 0:45:34 | |
Proving the great Houdini wrong. | 0:45:34 | 0:45:37 | |
I wasn't referring to you personally, Mrs McGarvie. | 0:45:39 | 0:45:42 | |
-Here. For your...psychic energy. -Thank you. | 0:45:46 | 0:45:50 | |
10,000 doesn't mean much to you, does it? It's just a game. | 0:45:52 | 0:45:57 | |
Don't mean that much to me? | 0:45:57 | 0:45:58 | |
When I was a kid, we used to sleep seven in a bed half this size. | 0:45:58 | 0:46:01 | |
Harry Houdini knows what it means to be cold and hungry and without a dime. | 0:46:01 | 0:46:05 | |
The difference is you left all that behind, didn't you? | 0:46:05 | 0:46:11 | |
This is the latest in slumber science I'll have you know, | 0:46:12 | 0:46:15 | |
internally sprung, just like me. | 0:46:15 | 0:46:17 | |
You never sleep that peaceful again, do you? | 0:46:21 | 0:46:23 | |
I don't think I've slept right since I was nine years old. | 0:46:23 | 0:46:27 | |
-Not at all? -Not a wink since I got a bed to myself. | 0:46:27 | 0:46:30 | |
You should start inviting people in! | 0:46:30 | 0:46:34 | |
I just can't hardly remember the old days. | 0:46:34 | 0:46:36 | |
The real days. | 0:46:38 | 0:46:39 | |
Like it was somebody else's dream. | 0:46:39 | 0:46:42 | |
Would you like to see something real, Mr Houdini? | 0:46:45 | 0:46:48 | |
VIBRANT FOLK MUSIC | 0:46:50 | 0:46:52 | |
-How am I doing? -Oh, you could pass for a native. | 0:47:10 | 0:47:12 | |
When in Rome, that's what my ma always used to say. | 0:47:12 | 0:47:15 | |
I wish you could have met her. | 0:47:15 | 0:47:17 | |
You'd have got on like a house on fire. | 0:47:17 | 0:47:19 | |
Don't go giving away too much about her. They'd say we cheated. | 0:47:19 | 0:47:23 | |
Cheated? No. I'm not like those fakers, Mary, those cheap chislers. | 0:47:23 | 0:47:27 | |
I'm like you - just trying to earn an honest dollar. | 0:47:27 | 0:47:30 | |
Heads or tails? | 0:47:32 | 0:47:34 | |
Um...you choose. | 0:47:35 | 0:47:38 | |
Then I choose neither. | 0:47:38 | 0:47:40 | |
My penny for your dollar. | 0:47:40 | 0:47:43 | |
-Heads or tails? -You choose. | 0:47:43 | 0:47:45 | |
Magic. | 0:47:51 | 0:47:53 | |
Magic. | 0:47:53 | 0:47:55 | |
Don't you love it? | 0:47:55 | 0:47:57 | |
I used to practise card tricks and table magic eight hours a day. | 0:47:57 | 0:48:00 | |
-Really? -I studied locks and handcuffs for five years. I got to know them all back to front. | 0:48:00 | 0:48:04 | |
I used to run ten miles a day, push weights for two hours. | 0:48:04 | 0:48:07 | |
-You couldn't have had much time for anything else. -I made time. | 0:48:07 | 0:48:10 | |
Do you know, when I was a kid, I was Eric, prince of the air. | 0:48:10 | 0:48:13 | |
I told Mama I'd be a flyer, done that, told her I'd be a movie star, done that too. | 0:48:13 | 0:48:17 | |
Swore I'd be the greatest escape man in the world. | 0:48:17 | 0:48:20 | |
Made all my wishes come true, but I had my own piece of immortality. | 0:48:20 | 0:48:23 | |
Mr Houdini, sir, could I get your autograph? | 0:48:23 | 0:48:25 | |
Of course you can. | 0:48:25 | 0:48:28 | |
-Thank you. -Shh. Quiet. | 0:48:32 | 0:48:34 | |
(Thank you!) | 0:48:34 | 0:48:36 | |
You're OK - you've got your own piece of immortality right there. | 0:48:38 | 0:48:41 | |
-Who, Benji? -Yeah. | 0:48:41 | 0:48:43 | |
You don't have children, I can tell. They make you old before your time. | 0:48:43 | 0:48:47 | |
That ain't so, you're the living proof. | 0:48:47 | 0:48:51 | |
The tantalising Princess Kali and her dusky disciple. | 0:48:51 | 0:48:55 | |
-Sounds like a fun act. -Hard graft. | 0:48:55 | 0:48:58 | |
If I fail, we starve. | 0:48:59 | 0:49:02 | |
Well, I fail and I die. | 0:49:02 | 0:49:04 | |
I don't think you want to get involved with someone like me, Mr Houdini. | 0:49:12 | 0:49:16 | |
Well, maybe I do. | 0:49:21 | 0:49:24 | |
EXCITED CHATTER | 0:49:28 | 0:49:30 | |
LAUGHTER | 0:49:40 | 0:49:42 | |
Ready? | 0:49:46 | 0:49:48 | |
-Come on! -Ha-ha! | 0:49:51 | 0:49:53 | |
Wait for me! | 0:49:55 | 0:49:56 | |
-It's locked! -Are you sure about that? | 0:50:03 | 0:50:05 | |
After you. | 0:50:08 | 0:50:10 | |
Benji! Stay away from the edge! | 0:50:24 | 0:50:26 | |
Look at that! It's beautiful. | 0:50:33 | 0:50:38 | |
Ladies and gentlemen! | 0:50:43 | 0:50:45 | |
I am to be suspended from the roof | 0:50:46 | 0:50:49 | |
of the very heavens with neither net nor harness. | 0:50:49 | 0:50:52 | |
Only a five-strand rope will prevent me from plummeting earthwards, | 0:50:52 | 0:50:57 | |
dashing my brains to a thousand pieces. | 0:50:57 | 0:50:59 | |
May God have mercy on my immortal soul. | 0:50:59 | 0:51:02 | |
No! | 0:51:04 | 0:51:06 | |
Oh, no, I can't. | 0:51:16 | 0:51:18 | |
Oh, come on. | 0:51:18 | 0:51:19 | |
A foot in both worlds. | 0:51:19 | 0:51:22 | |
Oh, I can't look. | 0:51:25 | 0:51:27 | |
Mary... | 0:51:47 | 0:51:49 | |
I guess I want to make it last. | 0:51:51 | 0:51:53 | |
No! | 0:51:55 | 0:51:57 | |
Mam! | 0:51:57 | 0:51:59 | |
THEY GIGGLE | 0:52:01 | 0:52:04 | |
HE WHISTLES | 0:52:04 | 0:52:06 | |
How did you do that? | 0:52:06 | 0:52:08 | |
Magic. | 0:52:09 | 0:52:10 | |
Ladies and gentlemen. | 0:52:15 | 0:52:16 | |
Ladies and gentlemen! | 0:52:16 | 0:52:18 | |
I beg your indulgence. | 0:52:18 | 0:52:20 | |
The Maestro Houdini has been taken ill with the condition | 0:52:20 | 0:52:24 | |
-of severe nervous exhaustion. -AUDIENCE BOOS | 0:52:24 | 0:52:28 | |
There will be... There will be a refund available from noon tomorrow. | 0:52:28 | 0:52:31 | |
ANGRY SHOUTING | 0:52:31 | 0:52:34 | |
Mr Houdini sends his regrets... | 0:52:34 | 0:52:37 | |
'To look into deep water and see things on the other side. | 0:53:00 | 0:53:04 | |
'Mr Houdini would've given anything to do that. | 0:53:04 | 0:53:08 | |
'It's a gift some are given, | 0:53:08 | 0:53:10 | |
'whether you want it or not.' | 0:53:10 | 0:53:12 | |
Mam! | 0:53:22 | 0:53:24 | |
Help me! Mam! | 0:53:29 | 0:53:33 | |
Not asleep? | 0:53:55 | 0:53:57 | |
-What happened...with him? -Nothing happened with him. | 0:53:59 | 0:54:05 | |
Harry's a gentleman. | 0:54:05 | 0:54:06 | |
So you didn't get the key, then? | 0:54:08 | 0:54:11 | |
I'm not sure I care so much about the key any more. | 0:54:11 | 0:54:14 | |
We're in it for the money, remember. | 0:54:16 | 0:54:18 | |
Not for a roll in the hay like you did with my dad. | 0:54:18 | 0:54:21 | |
'That was when I saw it for real. | 0:54:25 | 0:54:27 | |
'Mam was in love. | 0:54:27 | 0:54:29 | |
'And the trouble with love is this - | 0:54:29 | 0:54:32 | |
'some people get left out.' | 0:54:32 | 0:54:35 | |
"Harry Houdini Disappears." | 0:54:35 | 0:54:37 | |
"Harry Houdini Misses Show." | 0:54:37 | 0:54:39 | |
"Harry Houdini Messes Up." | 0:54:39 | 0:54:41 | |
This whole psychic thing is taking over. | 0:54:41 | 0:54:43 | |
Do you hear me? It's taking over! | 0:54:43 | 0:54:46 | |
These are from your wife. Did you remember you had a wife? | 0:54:47 | 0:54:51 | |
She's wiring you twice a day | 0:54:51 | 0:54:52 | |
and you're going ga-ga over some schiksa with a cute line in chat! | 0:54:52 | 0:54:56 | |
Mrs McGarvie's a lady. And I won't have you forget it. | 0:54:56 | 0:54:59 | |
We've got to get our priorities in order. | 0:55:01 | 0:55:03 | |
All right, Harry. I quit. | 0:55:06 | 0:55:08 | |
You want to play poker with me, Morry? | 0:55:10 | 0:55:13 | |
First, I'm "pushing it to the wire". | 0:55:15 | 0:55:18 | |
And now the "psychic thing" is taking over. | 0:55:20 | 0:55:22 | |
About time you got your priorities sorted, don't you think? | 0:55:23 | 0:55:26 | |
C'mon, buckle me up. | 0:55:30 | 0:55:32 | |
Put your shoulders back. | 0:56:06 | 0:56:08 | |
You're walkin' like an old man, ya moustache Pete. | 0:56:08 | 0:56:12 | |
'It was up to me and Mr Sugarman to keep things on the right path. | 0:56:21 | 0:56:25 | |
'The Great Houdini had fallen for Mam, all right. | 0:56:27 | 0:56:31 | |
'But it was as if he didn't want to admit it. | 0:56:31 | 0:56:34 | |
'Or couldn't. | 0:56:34 | 0:56:35 | |
'Maybe the secret that Mr Houdini had locked away in his heart | 0:56:49 | 0:56:53 | |
'was going to be a way out for all of us.' | 0:56:53 | 0:56:56 | |
KNOCKING | 0:57:12 | 0:57:13 | |
Mr Houdini gets some funny ideas in his head sometimes, you know. | 0:57:19 | 0:57:23 | |
Seven year itch, Mr Sugarman? | 0:57:23 | 0:57:25 | |
All marriages go through a rocky patch. | 0:57:25 | 0:57:28 | |
Mr Houdini has a most exceptional marriage. | 0:57:28 | 0:57:30 | |
Mr and Mrs Houdini are soul mates. They're like brother and sister. | 0:57:30 | 0:57:34 | |
-There's the problem, then. -That sort of talk give you a thrill, does it? | 0:57:34 | 0:57:38 | |
What do you want, Mr Sugarman? | 0:57:38 | 0:57:40 | |
What do I want? | 0:57:40 | 0:57:41 | |
Do you know what this is? | 0:57:44 | 0:57:45 | |
This is 500 Scottish pound notes. | 0:57:47 | 0:57:52 | |
I want you to take them and I want you to disappear. | 0:57:52 | 0:57:56 | |
-I'm not sure I want to disappear. -Yeah, you do. | 0:58:00 | 0:58:04 | |
What schtick you going to pull to earn that 10,000, eh? | 0:58:04 | 0:58:07 | |
It's not going to happen. It's specific. | 0:58:07 | 0:58:09 | |
Specific words he wants to hear. Take the money. | 0:58:09 | 0:58:13 | |
It's not on offer forever. | 0:58:13 | 0:58:15 | |
If I fail Mr Houdini's challenge, you'll never see me again anyway. | 0:58:15 | 0:58:19 | |
So why are you so worried? | 0:58:19 | 0:58:21 | |
He's right. | 0:58:23 | 0:58:25 | |
-You are special. -Thank you very much. | 0:58:25 | 0:58:28 | |
You don't know how special. | 0:58:30 | 0:58:32 | |
You have no idea. | 0:58:32 | 0:58:34 | |
But you're going to find out. | 0:58:37 | 0:58:40 | |
You don't scare me, Mr Sugarman. | 0:58:40 | 0:58:42 | |
We're going dancing. | 0:58:44 | 0:58:46 | |
Dancing? | 0:58:46 | 0:58:48 | |
Oh! Oh, yes. | 0:58:48 | 0:58:51 | |
It's a dance he's taking you on, all right. | 0:58:51 | 0:58:53 | |
You're way out of your depth on this one, Mrs McGarvie. | 0:58:56 | 0:58:59 | |
Believe me. | 0:58:59 | 0:59:00 | |
Shh! We're all incognito. | 0:59:25 | 0:59:27 | |
Polka. Polka! Come on, dance. We've all got to dance. | 0:59:27 | 0:59:30 | |
Shake a leg, Mr Sugarman. | 0:59:30 | 0:59:32 | |
Come on, you old moustache Pete. | 0:59:36 | 0:59:40 | |
What do you think? Do people choose the night to do strange things, | 0:59:40 | 0:59:43 | |
or is it the dark that makes them act funny? | 0:59:43 | 0:59:46 | |
-It's the night, Harry. -Of course. | 0:59:46 | 0:59:47 | |
You do things you wouldn't normally do. | 0:59:47 | 0:59:50 | |
Ask all kinds of questions. | 0:59:50 | 0:59:52 | |
Like the ones you never asked last night? | 0:59:52 | 0:59:56 | |
Foxtrot. | 0:59:56 | 0:59:57 | |
I've had enough. | 0:59:59 | 1:00:00 | |
Like men friends? Fathers? Mr McGarvies? You never asked. | 1:00:03 | 1:00:09 | |
Maybe I didn't want to know the answers. | 1:00:09 | 1:00:11 | |
Waste of time, all three of them. | 1:00:14 | 1:00:16 | |
Haven't seen him this crazy... | 1:00:20 | 1:00:23 | |
since his mother died. | 1:00:23 | 1:00:25 | |
That's not crazy, Mr Sugarman. | 1:00:26 | 1:00:28 | |
That's love. | 1:00:28 | 1:00:30 | |
You're a good dancer. | 1:00:35 | 1:00:37 | |
I've never danced like this before. | 1:00:37 | 1:00:39 | |
I thought you'd have a girl in every port. | 1:00:39 | 1:00:41 | |
No. Tango. | 1:00:41 | 1:00:44 | |
You'll be leaving, won't you? | 1:01:05 | 1:01:06 | |
Montreal. Final date. You'll go home. | 1:01:06 | 1:01:10 | |
-Chicken soup for supper. -Is it Mrs Houdini who makes this soup? | 1:01:10 | 1:01:15 | |
Cook makes the soup. | 1:01:16 | 1:01:18 | |
Mrs Houdini serves it up. You'd like her. | 1:01:18 | 1:01:21 | |
I can't see us washing dishes together. | 1:01:21 | 1:01:24 | |
Maid does the dishes. | 1:01:24 | 1:01:26 | |
Things change, Mary. | 1:01:26 | 1:01:27 | |
I'm the Great Houdini. I make things the way I want them to be. | 1:01:27 | 1:01:31 | |
-You can't. -Oh, I can. Believe me. | 1:01:31 | 1:01:33 | |
Stop it. | 1:01:33 | 1:01:35 | |
This is real. I'm real. | 1:01:35 | 1:01:37 | |
-What's happening to me? -You're dancing, Mary. | 1:01:37 | 1:01:40 | |
Well, I don't want to dance any more. | 1:01:40 | 1:01:42 | |
Hey. | 1:01:49 | 1:01:51 | |
Don't worry, kid. | 1:01:51 | 1:01:52 | |
There's no future in it. | 1:01:52 | 1:01:54 | |
I've got something that might interest you. | 1:01:56 | 1:01:59 | |
Mam! | 1:02:14 | 1:02:16 | |
Mr Sugarman doesn't like you. | 1:02:20 | 1:02:23 | |
Says you're just a gold-digger. | 1:02:23 | 1:02:25 | |
You don't listen to any word that Mr Sugarman says. Got it? | 1:02:25 | 1:02:29 | |
But, Mam... | 1:02:29 | 1:02:30 | |
-Mam. -What? | 1:02:30 | 1:02:33 | |
Mr Sugarman's on our side. | 1:02:33 | 1:02:35 | |
Go on, Mam... | 1:02:45 | 1:02:47 | |
A dress. | 1:03:03 | 1:03:04 | |
-It's his mother. -She looks like you. | 1:03:19 | 1:03:22 | |
You're the absolute image of her, when she was young. | 1:03:22 | 1:03:26 | |
Took my breath away. | 1:03:26 | 1:03:28 | |
Our Mr Houdini was closer to his mother than most sons ever dream of. | 1:03:28 | 1:03:35 | |
Maybe all this does something for you? Hm? | 1:03:38 | 1:03:42 | |
Like I said, Mrs McGarvie, way out of your depth. | 1:03:42 | 1:03:46 | |
-I thought you people were smart. -We are. | 1:03:56 | 1:04:00 | |
We're here for the star prize. | 1:04:00 | 1:04:02 | |
But you need the words. | 1:04:02 | 1:04:04 | |
You need his mother's dying words. | 1:04:04 | 1:04:06 | |
-It doesn't matter, Mam. -No, no. | 1:04:06 | 1:04:08 | |
I'd put on his Mam's pinny if I had to. | 1:04:08 | 1:04:11 | |
I'd dress him, feed him, clean him, whatever it takes. | 1:04:11 | 1:04:15 | |
You want me gone? | 1:04:15 | 1:04:17 | |
Well, you better start helping me, Mr Sugarman. | 1:04:17 | 1:04:20 | |
If anyone knows the words, you do. | 1:04:20 | 1:04:23 | |
-You win the ten grand and you disappear, right? -That was always the deal. | 1:04:23 | 1:04:27 | |
I used to be a nice man, you know. | 1:04:29 | 1:04:32 | |
Can you believe it? I just got old and mean. | 1:04:32 | 1:04:39 | |
There aren't any words. | 1:04:46 | 1:04:48 | |
At least, if there were, Harry Houdini never heard them. | 1:04:48 | 1:04:51 | |
He was doing a show. Oh, he talks like he was there. | 1:04:51 | 1:04:55 | |
He gives you every detail, makes himself weep. | 1:04:55 | 1:04:58 | |
I've heard it a million times. | 1:04:58 | 1:05:00 | |
His big regret. His deepest guilt. | 1:05:00 | 1:05:03 | |
The moment his mother needed him most... | 1:05:03 | 1:05:05 | |
..he wasn't there. | 1:05:07 | 1:05:09 | |
'At last. | 1:05:15 | 1:05:17 | |
'All Mr Houdini's secrets were out in the open. | 1:05:17 | 1:05:20 | |
'The question was, what would Mam do with his future? | 1:05:23 | 1:05:28 | |
'Give him a glimpse of the afterlife, | 1:05:28 | 1:05:30 | |
'or a bitter-sweet taste of the here and now? | 1:05:30 | 1:05:34 | |
'Love or money?' | 1:05:34 | 1:05:36 | |
The safe is untouched. You have my word on it. | 1:05:38 | 1:05:41 | |
Aye, Chief Constable. Good. | 1:05:41 | 1:05:44 | |
Mr Houdini asks that you wear his mother's wedding dress, Madam, | 1:05:44 | 1:05:50 | |
in order to channel the psychic energy, you understand. | 1:05:50 | 1:05:53 | |
Look at it, child. | 1:06:00 | 1:06:03 | |
Just look at it. | 1:06:03 | 1:06:05 | |
He doesn't want me. He just wants his mama. | 1:06:08 | 1:06:12 | |
-Mr Houdini! -Mr Houdini! -What do you hope to prove by this experiment? | 1:06:18 | 1:06:23 | |
Ah, the psychic reporter. | 1:06:23 | 1:06:24 | |
-We know the truth before it happens, right? -Not this time. | 1:06:24 | 1:06:27 | |
This experiment is a battle between love and death, gentlemen. | 1:06:27 | 1:06:30 | |
Is death final, or will love triumph? | 1:06:30 | 1:06:32 | |
-Place your bets, please! -What odds would you put on that, Mr Houdini? | 1:06:32 | 1:06:37 | |
Well, there's a headline, boys. Houdini says, "Is Death Final?" THEY LAUGH | 1:06:37 | 1:06:42 | |
Ladies and gentlemen. Fellow investigators. | 1:06:43 | 1:06:47 | |
The aim of the Scottish Institute for Psychical Research | 1:06:47 | 1:06:51 | |
is to evaluate the evidence for the paranormal | 1:06:51 | 1:06:53 | |
under the strictest scientific conditions. | 1:06:53 | 1:06:56 | |
I assure you, ladies and gentlemen, no phantom escapes us. | 1:06:56 | 1:07:01 | |
-LAUGHTER We want Houdini! -I'm tired of waitin'! -Come on! | 1:07:01 | 1:07:04 | |
CROWD BAYS | 1:07:04 | 1:07:06 | |
CHEERING AND APPLAUSE | 1:07:09 | 1:07:12 | |
As my dear mother lay dying, | 1:07:16 | 1:07:20 | |
departing this Earth for a better place, | 1:07:20 | 1:07:23 | |
she spoke her last sweet words to me. | 1:07:23 | 1:07:25 | |
Her devoted son. | 1:07:25 | 1:07:29 | |
Those words are engraved upon my heart. | 1:07:29 | 1:07:31 | |
My heart, ladies and gentlemen. | 1:07:31 | 1:07:34 | |
Those words are known only to me. | 1:07:34 | 1:07:38 | |
If Mrs McGarvie's psychic gift is genuine, | 1:07:39 | 1:07:42 | |
God willing, she shall receive | 1:07:42 | 1:07:44 | |
-those last words from the other side and transmit them to us today. -DOOR OPENS | 1:07:44 | 1:07:48 | |
CROWD MURMURS | 1:07:48 | 1:07:50 | |
'Mam looked beautiful. | 1:07:56 | 1:07:58 | |
'Like an angel. | 1:07:58 | 1:08:01 | |
'Maybe Mr Houdini saw her, | 1:08:01 | 1:08:03 | |
'or maybe he saw his own sweet mother. | 1:08:03 | 1:08:06 | |
'It didn't matter. | 1:08:08 | 1:08:10 | |
'In that moment, she was everything he'd been waiting for.' | 1:08:10 | 1:08:16 | |
There is no trickery here, ladies and gentlemen. | 1:08:22 | 1:08:25 | |
There is only faith and hope. | 1:08:25 | 1:08:27 | |
Mrs McGarvie. Are you ready? | 1:08:29 | 1:08:32 | |
-EXPLOSION -Mama, can you hear me? | 1:08:52 | 1:08:56 | |
Dear little Mother... | 1:08:59 | 1:09:01 | |
Mama, please try. | 1:09:06 | 1:09:09 | |
Ehrich's here. Your good boy's here. | 1:09:09 | 1:09:13 | |
-I can't do this. I can't take your money. -Mary, wait. | 1:09:48 | 1:09:52 | |
BENJI WHIMPERS | 1:09:52 | 1:09:55 | |
CROWD GASPS | 1:09:55 | 1:09:58 | |
SHE SPEAKS IN TONGUES | 1:09:58 | 1:10:01 | |
-IN GERMAN ACCENT: -Ehrich...? | 1:10:03 | 1:10:06 | |
Ehrich...? Where are you? | 1:10:06 | 1:10:10 | |
Go to your mother. I need you. | 1:10:10 | 1:10:13 | |
Come, Ehrich. | 1:10:15 | 1:10:16 | |
Your Mama's so alone. | 1:10:16 | 1:10:20 | |
So afraid. | 1:10:20 | 1:10:21 | |
-Ich bin hier, Mama. -Wo bist du? | 1:10:24 | 1:10:27 | |
Why you not come to me? | 1:10:29 | 1:10:31 | |
-Mama, I'm here. -Where are you? | 1:10:31 | 1:10:34 | |
Mein gutes kind... | 1:10:34 | 1:10:36 | |
-Mama, I tried to get there... -I can't see you! -I tried to get there... | 1:10:36 | 1:10:40 | |
-Mama can't see you. -..I had to finish the show. Mama, I'm sorry. | 1:10:40 | 1:10:46 | |
I'm sorry, Mama. Es tut mir leid, Mama. | 1:10:46 | 1:10:50 | |
Es tut mir leid. Mama, forgive me. | 1:10:50 | 1:10:54 | |
-Forgive me, Mama...! -HE SOBS | 1:10:57 | 1:11:00 | |
Oh, Mama...! | 1:11:00 | 1:11:02 | |
FAINT WHISPERING | 1:11:08 | 1:11:11 | |
WHISPERING SUBSIDES | 1:11:11 | 1:11:14 | |
He's waitin' for you. | 1:11:17 | 1:11:19 | |
The angel with fire-red hair. | 1:11:19 | 1:11:21 | |
Got wings too. | 1:11:21 | 1:11:23 | |
Clock says noon, sun goes black. | 1:11:23 | 1:11:27 | |
Watch out. Here he comes. | 1:11:27 | 1:11:30 | |
CROWD GASPS Benji! | 1:11:31 | 1:11:34 | |
CLAMOURING | 1:11:34 | 1:11:37 | |
The envelope! The envelope! | 1:11:37 | 1:11:41 | |
-The paper is blank! -There's naught on the paper! | 1:11:41 | 1:11:44 | |
-There are no words! -Can you explain this, please? | 1:11:44 | 1:11:48 | |
Mr Houdini! Explain! What does it mean? | 1:11:49 | 1:11:52 | |
To my eternal shame, I... | 1:11:55 | 1:11:57 | |
I never got there. I was... I was too late. I'm sorry. | 1:11:59 | 1:12:04 | |
-CLAMOURING -Harry! Are you all right, Harry? | 1:12:04 | 1:12:07 | |
'It wasn't death that scared Mr Houdini. | 1:12:24 | 1:12:27 | |
'He'd been diving into deep water all his life. | 1:12:27 | 1:12:31 | |
'What scared him was the truth. | 1:12:31 | 1:12:35 | |
'It wasn't his body that was in chains. | 1:12:35 | 1:12:39 | |
'It was his heart.' | 1:12:39 | 1:12:40 | |
God have mercy on my immortal soul. | 1:13:33 | 1:13:35 | |
DOG BARKS | 1:14:01 | 1:14:04 | |
DOOR OPENS, DOG BARKS AGAIN | 1:14:07 | 1:14:11 | |
Thanks for the money. | 1:14:22 | 1:14:24 | |
Or have you come to take it back? | 1:14:27 | 1:14:29 | |
It's not really about the money, is it? | 1:14:29 | 1:14:32 | |
-Well, look what you've done to me. -I only made you fall in love. | 1:14:32 | 1:14:36 | |
Don't flatter yourself. | 1:14:36 | 1:14:37 | |
-I'm sorry. -That's all fine, then. | 1:14:37 | 1:14:40 | |
Your Mama forgives you. Now you can get out. | 1:14:40 | 1:14:42 | |
-Mary... -That was not love. | 1:14:42 | 1:14:45 | |
That was infatuation. | 1:14:45 | 1:14:47 | |
Another dance. | 1:14:47 | 1:14:49 | |
What was it? A Polka or a foxtrot? | 1:14:49 | 1:14:52 | |
Another fling. Just another fling. | 1:14:52 | 1:14:55 | |
But it never quite happened, did it? | 1:14:56 | 1:14:59 | |
-Why was that? -I'd never been there before. | 1:14:59 | 1:15:01 | |
-I didn't understand what was happening. -Don't touch me. | 1:15:01 | 1:15:05 | |
-I didn't mean that. That ain't what I want. -So what does the Great Houdini want? | 1:15:05 | 1:15:09 | |
Cos he doesn't want me. | 1:15:09 | 1:15:12 | |
I'm not your little darling wife, and I'm certainly not your mama. | 1:15:12 | 1:15:16 | |
-Mary, I'm afraid. -Afraid of what? | 1:15:16 | 1:15:19 | |
-Of me? -Afraid of myself. Of what I feel for you, what I want. | 1:15:19 | 1:15:24 | |
I love you, Mary. | 1:15:26 | 1:15:27 | |
But... But it's just shameful. | 1:15:30 | 1:15:34 | |
Shameful? Who taught you that? | 1:15:35 | 1:15:37 | |
It's not shameful, Harry. | 1:15:42 | 1:15:45 | |
It's what men and women do. | 1:15:45 | 1:15:47 | |
It keeps the winter at bay. The loneliness at bay. | 1:15:49 | 1:15:53 | |
And sometimes, if you're really lucky... | 1:15:55 | 1:15:57 | |
..down amongst the sweaty sheets, you find a tiny bit of true human love. | 1:15:58 | 1:16:03 | |
Did you ever find it? | 1:16:05 | 1:16:06 | |
-A tiny bit of love? -No. | 1:16:07 | 1:16:09 | |
Not once. | 1:16:11 | 1:16:13 | |
They say it's easy, Harry. | 1:16:21 | 1:16:24 | |
They say it's like falling. | 1:16:24 | 1:16:25 | |
No, falling's easy. | 1:16:25 | 1:16:27 | |
I don't know if I've got the nerve for this. | 1:16:27 | 1:16:30 | |
Me neither. | 1:16:34 | 1:16:35 | |
-Do you know what it was made me fall for you? -No. | 1:16:50 | 1:16:55 | |
I mean, really you. | 1:16:55 | 1:16:56 | |
You looked so fierce. | 1:17:00 | 1:17:02 | |
A fighter. | 1:17:03 | 1:17:05 | |
I don't much like me. | 1:17:07 | 1:17:09 | |
Well, I do. | 1:17:11 | 1:17:13 | |
-It's easy, isn't it? -Just like falling. | 1:17:30 | 1:17:34 | |
SHE WHIMPERS | 1:17:46 | 1:17:49 | |
'Mr Houdini never asked about the strange words that came out of me. | 1:17:55 | 1:18:00 | |
'He never asked where I got them from either. | 1:18:00 | 1:18:03 | |
'He believed in me.' | 1:18:05 | 1:18:07 | |
Harry... | 1:18:35 | 1:18:36 | |
You'll catch your death. | 1:18:49 | 1:18:50 | |
No. Quite the reverse. | 1:18:52 | 1:18:54 | |
HORN BLARES | 1:19:19 | 1:19:22 | |
So, off to Montreal, is it? | 1:19:38 | 1:19:41 | |
Last one, last time. | 1:19:41 | 1:19:44 | |
-No promises? -No. | 1:19:44 | 1:19:49 | |
You saved me, Mrs McGarvie. | 1:19:55 | 1:19:57 | |
You saved yourself...Mr Houdini. | 1:19:57 | 1:20:01 | |
You saved me, too. | 1:20:05 | 1:20:08 | |
Lost your voice, huh? | 1:20:29 | 1:20:32 | |
When did you last hear it? | 1:20:32 | 1:20:34 | |
Take care of your mama for me. Hey, I'll see you again. | 1:20:42 | 1:20:46 | |
Harry! | 1:20:46 | 1:20:48 | |
Ma'am. | 1:21:07 | 1:21:08 | |
ENGINE STARTS UP | 1:21:16 | 1:21:19 | |
Angel with fiery red hair. Clock says noon, sun goes black. | 1:21:37 | 1:21:42 | |
Watch out, here he comes. | 1:21:42 | 1:21:45 | |
Just gave him what he wanted, it was easy. | 1:21:45 | 1:21:47 | |
You're going soft, you are. | 1:21:49 | 1:21:51 | |
It's like Mr Sugarman says, it's all just showbiz mumbo-jumbo. | 1:21:52 | 1:21:57 | |
All we've got is what we can touch and see. | 1:21:57 | 1:21:59 | |
That's my girl. | 1:22:04 | 1:22:05 | |
'When I was very small, I had a gift. | 1:22:14 | 1:22:18 | |
'I saw things other folk didnae see. | 1:22:18 | 1:22:21 | |
'As I grew up, the gift vanished, just like my mam said it would. | 1:22:23 | 1:22:27 | |
'But mam was wrong.' | 1:22:29 | 1:22:31 | |
CLAMOURING | 1:22:31 | 1:22:34 | |
Let them get a good look. | 1:22:36 | 1:22:38 | |
Harry! | 1:22:44 | 1:22:46 | |
?Are you going to follow in your mother's footsteps, Benji? | 1:22:46 | 1:22:50 | |
Benji, give us a look, you know, the psychic look. Yes! | 1:22:50 | 1:22:53 | |
Just had the message direct from heaven. | 1:22:53 | 1:22:57 | |
CHEERING AND APPLAUSE | 1:22:57 | 1:23:00 | |
-Bravo! -Get back. | 1:23:05 | 1:23:06 | |
Hello, Montreal! | 1:23:09 | 1:23:10 | |
CHEERING Mr Houdini! | 1:23:10 | 1:23:12 | |
I'm a student at the college, studying business management. | 1:23:12 | 1:23:15 | |
-Business management? -My friend wants to shake your hand. -Pleased to meet you. | 1:23:15 | 1:23:19 | |
You can take a punch, right? | 1:23:19 | 1:23:21 | |
-Any punch! -Get these kids out of here! | 1:23:21 | 1:23:24 | |
BELL TOLLS | 1:23:25 | 1:23:28 | |
-Isn't that right, Mr Houdini? -What did you say? -Trick or treat! | 1:23:28 | 1:23:32 | |
HE GROANS, CROWD GASPS | 1:23:32 | 1:23:34 | |
KO'd in the first round! | 1:23:34 | 1:23:38 | |
Mam, what's wrong? | 1:23:43 | 1:23:44 | |
-BACK! GET BACK! GET BACK! -I didn't mean to hit him so hard. | 1:23:54 | 1:23:58 | |
Oh, I saw that one comin'. | 1:23:58 | 1:23:59 | |
-SOMEONE GET A DOCTOR! -Yes, sir, right away, sir. | 1:23:59 | 1:24:03 | |
You're going to be OK, Harry. | 1:24:03 | 1:24:05 | |
-I don't know. -WILL SOMEBODY CALL A BLOODY DOCTOR?! | 1:24:05 | 1:24:09 | |
-My stomach... -You're going to be fine, Harry... | 1:24:09 | 1:24:14 | |
Oh, God, forgive me. | 1:24:14 | 1:24:16 | |
I told them, Harry. | 1:24:16 | 1:24:18 | |
That stuff about your mother, I... I told them. | 1:24:18 | 1:24:21 | |
I know. I know you did, Mr Sugarman. | 1:24:22 | 1:24:26 | |
Oh... Catch me... | 1:24:26 | 1:24:30 | |
SHE SOBS | 1:25:36 | 1:25:39 | |
-Shh... -My...Houdini... | 1:26:00 | 1:26:03 | |
'The Great Houdini changed our lives, | 1:26:25 | 1:26:28 | |
'and, for a wee short while, we taught him how to love. | 1:26:28 | 1:26:32 | |
'And me and Mam, | 1:26:34 | 1:26:37 | |
'we had the here and now, | 1:26:37 | 1:26:39 | |
'and we had each other.' | 1:26:39 | 1:26:41 | |
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