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Then if he moves his

arms to shift the table,

the cards will fall.

If the cards

remain in place,

only the spirit

of a very friendly stagehand

is going to be

moving that table.

That's the principle.

Or if you prefer,

you can mark out

a security perimeter

for the hands

to ensure that

no pressure is applied

outside the center of gravity.

For instance,

for the round table,

it will only move if pressure

is exerted here--or here.

Have you ever

come across a single case

that couldn't

be explained?

Like the existence of

an anomalous ability?

An anomalous ability?

Like what?

Like running a hundred

meters in under ten seconds?

Like composing a masterpiece

when you're stone deaf?

Your brain may be

the exception, Ben,

but most brains carry out

a dazzling array of complex

mental processes every second.

constant synaptic communication

geared to generating and regulating

our sensations and perceptions.

How we reason, how we think,

our emotions,

our mental images,

our attention span,

learning, memory.

Are these not merits enough

for the brain

without it having

"special powers" as well?

So you're

saying the existence of any kind

of paranormal power

is impossible?

What I'm saying,

Miss Owen,

is that after 30 years of

investigating all kinds of phenomena

with the right

controls in place,

I have yet to witness

a single miracle.

- Excellent table lifting.

- Thank you.

I--I just

sat in on your class.

Dr. Shackleton.

Inspirational.

Congratulations.

You know, I admire

your skepticism, Margaret,

but you can't deny reality just

because you can't explain it.

That's not

exactly true.

I can't explain why your

department gets double our budget,

but I don't deny

it's the case.

So let's talk,

join forces.

We're making huge strides

forward in the SPRC.

A discerning vision like

yours could really help.

I don't do hocus

pocus, Shackleton.

I suggest you

don't either.

You didn't

even touch that.

How do you do that?

Isn't that incredible?

Well, it doesn't

always work, Mike.

I got lucky today,

that's all.

The fact is,

we can all do it.

Well, frankly, I knew

that, uh, blind people

had a more developed

sense of smell,

but after what we've

seen here tonight--

You're right.

You're right.

Simon Silver became

popular at the end of the Sixties

and his fame continued

to grow over the next decade.

In 1.975, he suddenly

announced his retirement,

stunning his legion of fans.

Many linked his exit

from the limelight

with the death of a veteran

journalist, Martin Weiner,

a skeptical reporter

who suffered

a heart attack

while attending

one of Silver's shows.

The post-mortem concluded

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