The Prestige Page #5

- Shoot me.

- Shoot you?

Go on, shoot me.

- Right there.

- No, I can't.

No, no, not there.

Shoot me here. Don't...

How's that?

That's very good. Tell me how you do it.

No, I can't do that.

- Well, then you can't do it.

- I can't do it?

I'm sorry, but I can't

raise a child on my own.

You don't tell anybody that I told you.

- OK.

- Gunpowder.

Wadding.

Then the bullet.

Ramrod.

Hold out your hand.

The bullet is not even in the

gun when the charge is fired.

Once you know,

it's actually very obvious.

Well, I mean, you still get...

It's dangerous.

- People still get killed doing that.

- How?

You get some smartass who

could put a penny or a button

or, God forbid, Sarah, somebody

could put a bullet down there.

Don't worry. Don't worry,

because I'm not gonna let

anything happen.

Everything's gonna

be all right because...

...I love you very much.

- Say it again.

- I love you.

- Not today.

- What?

Well, some days it's not true,

and today you don't mean it.

Maybe today you're more

in love with magic than me.

I like being able

to tell the difference.

It makes the days it is true

mean something.

All right.

Metal rings,

ladies and gentlemen.

If there are any

ladies and gentlemen here.

- Solid metal.

- Seen that already.

Who threw that?

This is what you came for, is it?

So...

...who wants to volunteer?

- I do!

- Me!

Me.

Me.

Are you man enough, sir?

Yes.

Which knot did you tie, Borden?

Which knot did you tie, Borden?

I don't know.

He came in to demand

an answer, and I told him the truth.

That I have fought with myself

over that night,

one half of me swearing blind

that I tied a simple slipknot,

the other half convinced

that I tied the Langford double.

I can never know for sure.

How can he not know!

How can he not know?

He must know what he did.

He must.

Sarah, that bloody hurts.

I don't understand

how it can be bleeding again.

It's as bad as the day it happened.

- We have to get a doctor back.

- We can't afford the doctor back.

- You've woken her.

- Great.

I'm sorry, I need this to heal

so I can get back to work.

You've got to face things. What tricks

can you perform with this injury?

I can do car pulls.

I can do some prop tricks.

I can still do that. I can do

the trick I've been telling you about.

The one that they're

gonna remember me for.

Come on.

I never thought I'd find an answer

at the bottom of a pint glass.

Hasn't stopped your looking.

Heard about a booking.

Nice little theater.

- Young, up-and-coming magician.

- Who?

- You.

- Me? Booking? Why?

I want to keep on working.

Who's going to hire the ingnieur

that killed Julia McCullough

in front of a sellout crowd

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