All language subtitles for The Irrational S02E10 Now You Dont.en

Mmm.

So that's
what the stove is for.

- Good morning.
- Morning.

Mm, coffee.
- Yes.

I got an early lecture
this morning.

We were up pretty late.

Mm.

By the way,
is the flat too cold?

It's great.
Why?

You've spent the night here
a few times.

I've never really seen you
without a shirt on.

- Oh.
- Oh, it's not--

No, no, no, no.

I hadn't realized
I've been doing that.

Next time, I promise.

But first...
- Mm.

The Trick Door.

It's D.C.'s top magic club.

You're into magic?

Good magicians
are like practitioners

of social science.

They manipulate us using
our own irrationality--

a lot like our casework,
just more rabbits.

These are for tonight.

Yeah, a friend of mine
is headlining the main stage

for the first time, invited us.

These are sold-out shows.

So what do you say?

Mm, it's a date.

All right.

Are you sure you don't want
to, um, stay around for brunch?

I make a mean mimosa.

Mm, tempting,
but my folks are in town.

I'm going to take 'em
to the Washington Monument.

But I'll text you after.
- Sounds good.

Dinner?
- Mm-hmm.

- Okay, I got to go.
- Mm. Okay.

- Ooh, Joyce.
- Hi, hi.

- Hey.
- Okay, bye.

Uh...

So good date?

Whatever.

Um, hey, you, um--you want me
to throw away these pamphlets

for scar surgery?

You're done with them, right?
- Hold on to them.

I haven't made
my final decision yet.

And don't deflect
from your date.

You're into her.
- Okay, so?

We've only hung out
a couple of times.

Don't make it a thing.

But it is sort of a thing.

I'm just saying,

if, um, you want to spend
extra time at Rose's,

I'm not complaining.

We have a date tonight,
in fact.

I'm here for my suit.

Ah, fancy.
Where you going?

The Trick Door.

You're taking her
to the magic club?

She's going to love it.

Just, uh,
try to play it cool, okay?

Take a lesson
from your little sis.

Don't go around listing
your favorite magic tricks.

Mm.

There's the death saw,
metamorphosis,

that's a classic one.

But I got to say, I am a sucker

for just
a great sleight of hand.

I've never been
to a magic club.

And it's hard to believe
they fool you.

Magic is less
about being fooled

and more about being surprised.

- Alec.
- Helena.

Rose, meet Helena Jansen,
tonight's headliner.

- So nice to finally meet you.
- Likewise.

It's your big night.

How's it feel?
- Surreal.

You earned it.

No one's worked harder
than you.

Your mother would be so proud.

Oh, I wish she could be here
to see this.

My mother
was an amateur magician.

These, in fact, belong to her.

That's a lovely way
to honor her.

Thank you.

I should head
to my dressing room.

Enjoy the show.

Break a leg.

Welcome to The Trick Door.

A Rose... by any other name.

Why, thank you.

Stewie, the usual.

I'm sorry, sir.
We don't accept that card.

Very good.

Cheers.

Don't you know
what trick he's using?

I do, but it doesn't matter.

My brain makes the same mistake
as everyone else's.

Ladies and gentlemen,
your attention, please.

They're twins.
That one's got a neck injury.

Ooh, Ben's here.

This is
Benjamin Franklin's study.

That glass harmonica
is one of his inventions.

They say his ghost visits
just to play it.

He even takes requests.

Ben Franklin lived
in Philadelphia, not D.C.

He died before the city
was ever built.

Wonder who's playing
his ghost here.

Wow!

It's a big deal
for a magician

to headline the main stage.

Helena's the first woman
to ever do it.

Her show sold out
in four minutes.

- So she's good?
- She's great.

And there's some heavy hitters
here to see her.

Collins Key.

He performed at the
Magic Castle when he was 15.

Kendra Harvey--

she owns Toil and Trouble,
a new magic club

on the other side of town.

Oh, I got to take this.

Would you get our seats?

I'll be right back.

As some of you
might have guessed,

I am not Helena Jansen.

Helena wants me to give you
a little primer

on something called
choice architecture.

Do we have any volunteers?

Would you choose any card?

Now...

your card should be

the 8 of diamonds.
- Yeah.

I'll tell you
how I knew that.

All of the other cards
are blank.

So how did you know
to pick this one?

Choice architecture.

Choice architecture is the idea
that while we believe

our decisions are made
with free will,

our decisions are often
actually made for us

by factors that
we are not conscious of.

We must believe
the choice is our own.

The truth is, the choice is
made before we ever arrive.

But don't take my word for it.
Take an expert's.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the woman
you all came here to see,

Helena Jansen.

You trickster.

I don't think she's in there.

D.C., how you doing?

Welcome to my opening night.

Collins, buddy,
you dropped your wallet.

So you got some money to burn?

I'll tell you a little secret.

There are two kinds of magic.

There's the kind I do onstage,

and then there's the kind
you feel

with the person
sitting next to you.

That's real magic.

I can't give you that,
but I can give you a show.

You've all been staring at that
disappearing box back there,

so let's get to it.

Can I get a volunteer?

Right here.

Let's see.

Ooh, right over there.
Come on up.

Big round of applause to our
very, very brave guest.

What is your name?
- Adelaide MacDonald.

Adelaide MacDonald, everybody.

Beautiful dress, by the way.

Would you like
a little getaway?

- Why not?
- Why not?

Step into my
very disappearing box.

Goodbye, Adelaide McDonald.

Don't worry about Adelaide.

She's on a beach in Thailand.

We kind of miss her,
though, right?

She seemed fun, and her friend
over there is maybe lonely.

All right.

Come on back, Adelaide.

Whoo!

What happened?

- State your name please.
- Fred Marshall.

I've owned the place 30 years.

I've never seen
anything like it.

Everything was going fine,

and there was
so much smoke, and--

Helena Jansen.
Detective Russell, D.C. Metro.

I am so sorry.
I don't know what happened.

I have a few questions
about this trick of yours.

- Where are they taking that?
- Police evidence.

We don't yet understand
how Ms. MacDonald died,

but it's pretty clear something
inside your box killed her.

No, that's not possible.

There's nothing in that box
that could do that.

I can show you.
- Ma'am, ma'am, ma'am.

A woman died in there, okay?

So, until we have
a specialized team

examine it safely,
no one touches that box.

Please, there must be
something that I can do. I--

You could come
to the station,

answer a few questions.

Is she being charged
with something?

That's for the DA to decide.

Helena, do you have
any other family I can call?

The closest thing I got
to family now is Charles.

He can explain the box to you.

Charles?

Uh, Charles Earl Raclette.

He's Helena's mentor.

He's a legendary magician
around here.

Maybe he can help us.

How do you kill someone
by magic?

These vision-board worksheets
are extensive.

Can Raina really
make us do all this?

She's the S.A.C.

She can make us do
whatever she wants.

Never thought
I'd miss regular paperwork.

What's up?

Mm, nothing.

You have checked
your phone three times

in the last five minutes.

Mm, I went on some dates
with this girl,

and she said she was going
to text, but she never did.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Yeah, I just hope she's okay.

I hate to break it to you...

but is it possible
that you were just ghosted?

No!

Our dates are amazing.

I am hilarious.

I guess it happens,
to other people, but not me.

I mean, this face card
does not decline.

Well, in that case, um...

something's definitely wrong.

I'll put out a BOLO.
We can talk to Raina.

We can put a full squad
on this.

Wait, really?

No.
Girl, you were ghosted.

I can't believe someone died
at the magic club.

Historically,
it's the magician who dies,

not the volunteer.

"Historically"?

Charles Rowan, Balabrega,

William Ellsworth Robinson,
AKA "Chung Ling Soo."

Wait, you're into magic, too?

Does that surprise you?

I picked it up as a hobby
when I was a kid.

Finally. I've been waiting
to find a flaw on you.

What flaw?
I was great at magic.

I don't think you're
hearing that like I hear that.

Pick a card.

Okay.

Put it back in the deck.

Was that your card?

- How'd you do that?
- That's enough.

We should get back
to working on the case.

Right.

No, but seriously,
how'd you do it?

I just couldn't believe it
when I heard.

A disappearing box
killing a girl?

No, it's not possible.

We were hoping you'd help us
figure out what happened.

Helena says you taught her
everything she knows.

Helena's incredibly talented.

I just offered
the occasional tip.

You got her her start
at the club.

Charles was the main-stage act
at The Trick Door.

I've seen your show
half a dozen times.

You are a fantastic magician.

I was...

until my arthritis
got the better of me last year.

I'm surprised
you weren't there last night.

I was teaching
at the Potomac Magic Academy.

And now you have to teach us
about the disappearing box.

Do you have the blueprints?

I can do you one better.

This was...

my original prototype.

I can show you.

Would you mind?

You seem to be
exactly the right size.

And now we just have
to trigger the box,

like so.

Volunteer spins to the back,
waits outside,

and then we spin her back
at the right time.

The audience
can't see any of it.

The ME hasn't identified
what slashed Adelaide's neck,

but they assume
that something came loose,

like a spring or a piston.

No, there's
nothing like that in the box.

This did release less smoke
than what we saw onstage.

How do you change that?

There's a compartment
hidden in the back wall.

One of the principles
of magic is,

the closer you look,
the less you see.

I don't feel
anything sharp here.

How did you get there?

We have been thinking
inside the box for answers.

Uh, maybe what killed Adelaide
wasn't inside the box at all.

You think the smoke
covered something.

Someone.

Snuck onstage, stabbed her,
and then disappeared.

Without the audience seeing?

It wouldn't be easy,
but I suppose

if someone knew
what they were doing.

There's one way
to know for sure.

That smoke mechanism
is intricate.

You can't use gloves.

You need bare hands,
which means

if someone tampered with it,
they would have left prints.

We just need to show these
investigators where to look.

Just went up in flames?
The whole box?

- Purple flames.
- Of course it's a trick.

That actually
makes a lot more sense

than the box malfunctioning.
- Exactly.

We're up against a magician,
and a skilled one.

I can't believe
I didn't see it.

Everyone has a blind spot,

even when
it's your job to see them.

So, if somebody
was hiding in the smoke,

can't they let me go?

They're holding me
for gross negligence.

Now they know that
it was an accident.

Someone could have hidden
in the smoke.

Unfortunately, the police
don't see it that way.

You were the only one
visible near the box.

And after you're arrested,
their only piece

of evidence exploded.

So they think I blew it up
to hide evidence?

Helena, we're going
to figure this out.

Rose found you an attorney.

They're meeting
with the prosecutor now.

In the meantime,
do you have any enemies?

What, you think that somebody
tried to sabotage me

and killed this innocent girl
in the process?

It was your opening night.

If you get convicted
of manslaughter,

you'll never
perform magic again.

I guess if it was anybody--

but, no, that'd be crazy,
even for her.

Helena, who?

Kendra Harvey.

We were friends
back in the day.

When she opened
Toil and Trouble,

I agreed to be her headliner,

but then Fred offered me
The Trick Door,

and it had been my dream
for a decade,

so I bailed on Kendra.

She had to cancel shows,
took a big financial hit.

She was pissed.

And for a magician...

This would be
the ultimate revenge.

I told you I wasn't ghosted.

A bunch of tourists
got their phones

and wallets stolen

at the Washington Monument
yesterday.

This is the list
of our victims.

That's my boo,

and I believe
those are her parents.

You just happened to be
looking up crime reports

at the Washington Monument.

Uh, I care about my city--

like Batman, you know,
but better dressed.

Try not to look so happy
about this.

Why?
I was right.

Joyce didn't text because
someone stole her phone.

A crime was committed.

On federal land,

which makes it
officially FBI jurisdiction.

We can trace the pickpockets.

We have a full caseload
right now.

Not to mention
these damn worksheets.

And D.C. Metro
usually handles pickpocketing,

not the FBI,

but if you want to take on
extracurriculars,

be my guest.

Extracurriculars are
what I'ma be doing with Joyce

once I get her phone back.

Ms. Harvey?

I'm Alec Mercer.
This is Rose Dinshaw.

I remember,
from The Trick Door.

You're the one who
didn't kill someone onstage.

Ye--We're actually trying
to sort through

the events from last night.

You working with the police?

- Not this time, no.
- Helena said you were friends.

We used to be.

Came up together
on the circuit.

There aren't a lot
of women in magic.

Is that why you founded
Toil and Trouble?

I noticed all your performers
are female or nonbinary.

See, everyone thinks magic
is a cis-male thing.

Women have always been here--

being ogled, sliced up,
vanished,

doing the real trick while
the magician takes the bow.

This place, that wall,
is to make sure

we don't disappear anymore.

I helped with an experiment
where we asked people

to watch a trick
without seeing the magician

and asked them to rate
how good they were.

When we said the hands

belonged to a woman
named Josephine,

they said that the magician
wasn't very skilled.

When we said they belonged
to a man named Joseph,

they said the magician
was very skilled.

It was the same performer
both times.

I know that study.
You were involved?

I was a co-author.

If you're asking
about Helena's bona fides,

she's a good magician--

really good and safe.

I don't know
what happened up there.

That spot on the wall...

that was for Helena.

She wanted to headline
a mainstream club.

We all know that's code.

How you going to work
in illusions

and not know male approval
is the biggest illusion of all?

- Well...
- Hmm.

She failed spectacularly.

Must have felt good.

Her loss is not my gain.

People see one woman
as a bad magician,

they think we all are.

I haven't sold a ticket
to my club since.

What time
would you say you arrived

at The Trick Door last night?

Hey, wait a minute.
All these questions.

You think
it wasn't an accident,

that I had something
to do with it?

Forgive us,
but a skilled magician

sabotaged her.

You had a bone to pick
with Helena,

and you were at the show.

A woman died.

I'm not a fan of us

getting chopped up onstage
for fake or real.

I was at the show because,
despite everything,

I was rooting for Helena--
I still am.

So who would you say
could be responsible?

Look inside the house.

The Trick Door is a cesspool.

Helena beat out
three other guys for that spot,

and I know they weren't happy.

I could give you names,

but good luck getting them
to talk to you about it

because they know
you're her opening act.

But I'm not.

I remember you--

From the club.

I wasn't there
just as a patron.

I'm recruiting for a top-tier
magic club in London.

Fred said
you were the best magician

at The Trick Door.
- And?

I say you're one of the best
I've ever seen.

Yeah, I know.

You were up for
the headliner spot, correct?

But it went to Helena.

- Uh-huh.
- Hmm.

Look, I get it.

Magic is full of dudes,
and we need to diversify.

I support that.

But if
you're going to pick a woman,

at least pick a good one,
you know?

She just wasn't ready.

Fred said
you're the best magicians

at The Trick Door.
- Yeah.

'Cause we're not afraid
to put skin in the game.

Look.

This one's even bigger.

Impressive.

So why do you think Helena got

the headliner spot
instead of you?

'Cause she's a woman.
No offense.

None taken.

I'm sure Charles tipped
the scales for her, too.

It's a bummer.
She's not even that good.

- You grew up in Oregon.
- Your favorite color is green.

- You like defying authority.
- You're a bleeding heart.

You rolled your ankle
in bocce ball.

Your favorite person
is your mother,

who died when you were 18.

Fred did say you're the best
magician at The Trick Door.

We both know the same tricks.

BS-er to BS-er, cut the act.

Fine.

I want to know
about Helena's show.

Felt sort of inevitable

someone was going to take
that girl down.

It was just a question of when.
- Because she was a headliner?

Helena--you said someone wanted
to take her down.

I wasn't talking
about Helena.

Adelaide?

You think this is about her?

She pissed off
a lot of people.

How?

The videos are anonymous,
but I figured out it was her.

I couldn't have been
the only one.

And that's how Stewie
does his three-drink trick.

Tune in next Monday
to see who we go after next,

The Trick Door's
newest headliner,

Helena Jansen.

Adelaide had
a huge following,

all for revealing
magician's tricks online.

She did it anonymously.

Even her best friend
didn't know.

But that won't look good
for Helena.

The most recent video
mentions Helena,

but there are hundreds
of others,

including some of the magicians
from The Trick Door.

It's sampling bias.

Magicians take pride
in their tricks.

They work for years to build
gimmicks, patterns,

protecting
their secrets fiercely.

And she was threatening
all of that.

It could have been
any one of these people.

The magicians I spoke to
were arrogant, self-absorbed,

but I didn't get anything
actionable on any of them yet.

We're missing something,

and it's another
principle of magic.

If you ask the wrong questions,

you'll never get
the right answers.

Then we need to start
asking the right ones,

because the DA
just upped Helena's charges.

Murder in the first degree?

D.C. Metro found the videos
a few hours after we did.

They now think that you
targeted Adelaide on purpose.

I didn't.

Of all the people
in the audience,

you chose the one
who made a hobby

of discrediting magicians.

Helena, I have to ask.

Did you pick her for a reason?

Why would I kill somebody
onstage during my own act?

Yeah, I picked her
for a reason,

but not for the reason
you think.

The box is designed
for a petite person.

She was the smallest guest
to raise her hand.

I had no idea
she was a magic vigilante.

She has
thousands of followers.

Her latest video targeted you.
- I didn't know.

I stopped Googling myself
after my first show

so that I wouldn't go insane.

My name is literally blocked
on search terms.

Go into my dressing room,
grab my laptop,

and show them
my browser history.

I've never seen her before.

I've never even heard
of her before.

Please, Alec, you have to
believe me--I didn't do this.

Hey, Quinn.

There's a section
on Raina's worksheet

that your team has to fill out.

Yeah, could I get
to that later?

I'm heading out.
- Hey, you ready?

- Yeah.
- Where y'all going?

I turned on Joyce's dad's
cell phone remotely,

traced it to a storage facility
in Baltimore.

- And you agreed to help her?
- Of course.

I'm known
for my generosity of spirit.

Let's bust a larceny ring.

Let's go.

You may need backup.

I'll come, too, just in case.

So no one wanting to do
those worksheets, huh?

Okay, here's the full list
of magicians who Adelaide

made videos about and who also
were at the club when she died.

Uh, I have to lead a seminar,

but can you send this
to the professor?

Sure.

Wanted to look
at my cards, huh?

That's what you get
for trying to cheat.

This place is even eerier
when it's empty.

Fred said he's shut down
until the case is closed.

We're the only ones here.

For what it's worth,
I believe Helena.

That's my instinct as well.

If she wanted
to kill someone,

a magician as skilled as she is

would have hatched
a far better plan.

There's the laptop.

Adelaide was in the audience,
desperate to be chosen.

That shiny silver dress
probably caught Helena's eye.

Unless...

she didn't choose Adelaide.

What do you mean?

This silver scarf is a match

for the dress Adelaide
was wearing.

Notice anything else?

That wig looks just like
Adelaide's hair.

All these things
were placed here,

influencing Helena
without her realizing it.

Choice architecture.

Helena didn't choose Adelaide
of her own free will.

Someone else
decided it for her.

Someone who was
inside this room.

I thought you said
we were the only ones here.

Who are you?
- No one.

Ben Franklin?

Wait, just talk to us.

- I can't.
- We can help you.

The last person who said that
ended up dead.

You mean Adelaide?

It's okay.
Nobody's going to hurt you.

What's your name?

You know,
Benjamin Franklin was always

my favorite part of this place.

You know, D.C. wasn't even
a city until after he died.

So I heard.

I'm Hannah.

Hannah.

I'm Alec.
This is Rose.

I know.
I was watching you earlier.

That's two-way glass.

That's how
you take song requests.

You see everything
that happens in here.

Is that how you met Adelaide?

Please, I-I can't.

Hannah!

Adelaide found out about you
and never made a video.

Why?

She wasn't a bad person.

She was trying to help me.

All this, it's my fault.
- It's not.

We know that.

Someone snuck
into that dressing room

and manipulated Helena,

someone you saw
behind that wall.

That's what he does,
manipulate people.

He?

Who?

I signed an NDA.
He'll come after people.

I'm ex-MI6.

We can handle ourselves.

And if you won't tell us,
you will eventually

have to tell the police.

Look, it wasn't just me.

There were other women,
guests at the club.

This man took advantage
of them...

Of you?

Everyone knew
he could get handsy,

but I thought he was harmless,

until he wasn't.

And that's
what you told Adelaide.

She was going to make
a different kind of video--

not for me,

for everyone else
who couldn't talk.

And...

that's why he killed her?

I think so.

The man who did this--

does he work at the club?

Not anymore.

Well, what is it?
What's going on?

You said there's a way
I can help Helena.

Yes, Charles.

I was thinking
about the disappearing box

at your warehouse.

Those latches
were hard to square

with arthritis
that was so debilitating,

you had to retire.

Arthritis comes and goes.

True,
but I've also been thinking

about the illusion of choice
and how you chose to retire,

but you were really forced out.
- Well, I didn't.

I-I wasn't.

Charles,
we already know everything.

Fred covered for you.

It was easy enough with guests.

Magic trick of its own,
make it go away,

which he did
with envelopes of cash.

But then you went after
an employee.

Even for Fred,
that was too much.

If you left quietly,

he'd go with the "arthritis"
cover story

and protect your reputation.

But then came Adelaide
with her videos,

snooping around,

and, suddenly,
she had a real story.

This club's greatest magician
was a predator.

You'd already lost
your position,

but she was threatening
your legacy.

So you planned one last trick.

Kill the woman
who threatened you

on the very stage
that you were kicked off of.

Did you mean
to take Helena down, too,

or was she just a convenience?

Oh, this is ridiculous.

I was teaching in Richmond
that night.

You--you can check
with my students.

I did talk to one of them.

He says you taught
the whole time,

but from a mirror box.

I think, really, you were here.

You slipped through
the trap doors on the stage,

fixed the smoking mechanism
to give you cover,

and stabbed Adelaide.

The ME had so much trouble

figuring out
the mystery murder weapon

because it was
a swallowing sword.

Not many people
have those lying around--

besides you, of course.

I have to admit,
it was a great trick.

But right now Helena's getting
all the credit for it.

No one will ever know
it was you.

I'll know.

Charles Earl Raclette,
you're under arrest.

Wha--
No, this is ridiculous.

Nowhere to go, Charles.

You're trapped.

What?

Hello, Charles.

How did you--

It's just a mirror.
It's a very old trick.

Helena.

How did you know--
- Where you'd go?

I chose for you.

That's why you set me up
in the first place, isn't it?

Because I can beat you,

because I'm a better magician
than you will ever be.

And I'm going to make sure
you pay

for preying
on vulnerable, young women.

It's time for you
to disappear, Charles.

Hmm, will you look at that?

It looks like
this one is Joyce's,

and these are her parents'.

Go on, take them to her

like the knight
in shining armor that you are.

- Say it.
- You weren't ghosted.

Thank you.

Helena.

How are you?

Well, all the charges
were dropped.

- That's great news.
- Yeah.

You're still thinking
about Charles.

Everything I knew about him
was an illusion.

So...

what next?

Uh, I'm working with Hannah
on getting Adelaide's exposé

out to the world.
- Oh, good.

It's the least I can do.

And then?

I don't know.

Magic was my whole world.

I really loved it,
but I can't see

how I'll ever go
back to it now.

You remember what you said
at the beginning of your show?

That real magic

isn't just
about what happens onstage...

but about something else?

I'm thinking
about calling Kendra.

I traded friendship
for a career,

and look where that got me.

What happened...

was on Charles...

not on you.

And I have it on good authority

that Kendra
will welcome you back.

She's saving a spot for you.
- Really?

Whenever you're ready.

Come here.

Beautiful, magical woman.

Mm.

Pick a card.

Put it back in the deck.

Is this your card?

No.

Still no.

I don't know
why it didn't work.

No way.

You sneaky little--

How does it work?

Mm.

Oh, come on.
Just show me.

Now we're even.

They had these lead pouches
to block the phone signal.

Smart,
but they were black market.

Stupid.
They were 100% fake.

Oh, no.

Is it cool
if I tell my parents

that you didn't find theirs?

I have been trying to get them
to upgrade for so long.

This is my best shot.

Honestly, what you do with
them is none of my business.

You know...

my friend was convinced

that you were ghosting me.

It's hilarious, right?

Mmm.

So, uh, your friend
is not totally wrong.

No, I left our date
feeling really good,

like, on cloud nine,
and then, I don't know,

I just got all in my head.

Why?

My last relationship
nearly killed me.

Mm.

So you were just...

going to disappear?

No!
No, no, no, no, no.

A few hours later, I realized
I was being an idiot.

You're amazing.

And I'd be foolish
to walk away from this.

But then I realized
my phone was gone.

Well, I can say that, um,

yeah, you would be a fool
to leave me, 'cause, honey...

I should have just told you
how I was feeling.

I'm sorry.

I really would love to see
where this goes...

if you're still down.

I can stick around
for another drink,

so as long as you're buying.

Okay, let's get a bottle.

Case is closed.

I don't have
a lecture tomorrow.

I'm not jumping
on a plane anytime soon.

So we finally get
a little time...

to ourselves.

You all right?

I thought I was
more comfortable with my scars.

You know how I told you
that everyone has...

blind spots?

Maybe this is one of mine.

Forget I mentioned it.

I don't want you to do anything

that makes you feel
uncomfortable.

- I'm sorry, Rose.
- Don't.

Don't ever apologize
for being honest with me.

I love all of you as you are.

Even if that all of you has
a membership to a magic club.

In fact...

would you look at that?

You did magic?

I wanted to make you
a Sunday roast.

This was easier.

You are incredible.

And now for my next trick.

Hmm.

Oh.