Death Defying Acts Page #2

'Prove it! '

'Now Famous Psychics try to

Discover Those Secret Words'

'Ten thousand dollars for whoever

transmits his mother's last words'

No one could pull off that one,

could they?

How much is

ten thousand dollars?

He's coming here!

To Edinburgh!

So he is...

Me and mam thought

we could take on anyone

even the Great Houdini!

Harry!

You still here?

Where else?

You look fine, Harry.

I look like sh*t, Mr. Sugarman.

Let's go!

Hurry up!

Hurry up!

Hello, Edinburgh!

Houdini!

Mr. Houdini!

We love you, Mr. Houdini!

We love you! We love you!

Welcome back to Scotland,

Mr. Houdini!

Thank you, son.

That monster Nessie

still here?

'Aye, she's still here.

Well, who don't you tell Nessie

that this Harry Houdini's gonna

tie a knot in her tail and

fling her into the Scottish Ocean?!

What about $10,000, Mr. Houdini?

Are you psychic, Hamish?

'Cos I never met a reporter yet

who didn't know the truth

before it happened!

Oh, I don't know about that.

You put me in touch with my dear,

departed mother and it's all yours.

- Still in good shape, Mr. Houdini?

- Never better!

They say you can take

a punch from any man.

Elbow these freeloaders!

Get rid of them!

You scared of ma boy's punch,

Mr. Houdini?

I'll take your punch, sonny!

Now, ladies and gentlemen,

give us some room please!

Watch yourself, Harry,

this mob can smell blood!

Go on, son!

Have you done it yet?

You did it, Houdini!!

Yes, the whole world loved

Mr. Houdini.

But it could never be enough.

There was something

dark inside him.

And poor Mr. Sugarman's job was

to keep that dark side at bay.

It's such an honour to

have you with us...

Hey!

Be careful with that trunk,

you schmuck!

Sorry, sir!

Mr. Houdini's very tired

after his journey.

I'll deal with it, boss.

Come on! Quick as you can!

Quick as you can!

There! Carefully...

A dollar!

Thank you, sir!

Thank Mr. Houdini!

Harry! Are you all right?

Harry!

Are you all right?

I think I can wipe my own arse,

Mr. Sugarman, thank you!

It's OK, Morry.

Nothin' to worry about.

The golden goose is still laying.

'Houdini's Mother Dies... '

'Houdini in Mourning.'

'Houdini Finds

Hope in Spiritualism.'

'Lt's a fake, says Houdini.'

A very private man...

'My greatest ambition is to live

and die being worthy of

the mother who bore me.'

Another bereavement,

Mrs. McGarvie?

I'm always happy for you to...

probe the higher shelves for

those 'cherishable details'.

I already have all

the details I need.

Listen to this...

'Madame Clare De Lune,

Psychic Extraordinaire... '

'... respectfully accepts

Mr. Houdini's Psychic challenge'.

Clare de who?

Clare de Lune,

it's French, goddamn it.

Get yourself an education,

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