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Henry's got to be down here somewhere.
Get me out of here.
Hey, wait.
You're never going to get away with it.
Wait, do you hear that?
Help, help, can anyone hear me?
Henry? Henry, where are you?
Help, HELP!
That's him, that's Henry's voice.
Wait, wait, wait.
What's on the other side of this wall?
Help, help me.
Uh, it's got to be the doom rooms.
This way, this way.
It's the iron maiden.
We have to get him out of there!
No, no, no don't touch it.
It's too dangerous.
Hey Henry, want a seedling?
Thanks.
Ah, cool can I get one too?
Okay.
Hey, you gotta check out the anime table.
They're handing out free Manga.
Who has time to eat?
What's up Griffith?
Hi. This place is busier than a Bangkok Bazaar.
No, Manga's not a food it's a...
Hey Henry.
Hi.
Nevermind.
Hey, how'd you get all this free swag?
Well, I guess everybody wants me to join their clubs.
Speaking of, which one are you going to join?
Oh no, I'm all clubbed up.
I just popped by for the freebs.
But you hate your clubs.
Hi Henry.
Hi.
I know.
You complain about them all the time.
I know, so what?
Hi Henry, want a free drive.
Um, sure but I really don't mind paying for gas.
If you need a little help Linux lab I can do it
any day or night.
Anyway.
Henry was just telling me I should be joining a club just
for the mere pleasure of it.
Huh.
Now, I realize that in a while most of your decisions
were driven be your instincts to, say, find fresh meat but
here in the urban jungle we use a little thing called
cost benefit analysis.
Help.
Well the time Jasper wastes on club activities
out-weigh how good it looks on his college apps.
What if the benefit is just about having fun?
Griffinator!
Hi.
Join the Meta-monster wrestling club.
No radiation exposure required.
Can we get buttons too?
When are you so popular?
Yeah, I just noticed that too.
Hey Henry.
Hi Your kind of bathing in the glow of total acceptance.
How is that possible?
You said it yourself, people would accept me in due time.
Guess now is the time.
What's in here?
Wow, now this is dopey.
Agreed, and no swag. Let's leave.
I think he means "dope".
No dopey, magic club?
In some tribal societies magicians are rock stars.
They are respected and revered and they get the girls.
Maggie, what's up guys?
Hey, I thought your mom ordered you to quit magic club
and join the junior law maker's society.
Yeah, she's still trying to groom me for
the family business.
Matt's moms a senator.
Well, thankfully between fundraising and committees and
my step sister's wedding, she's utterly clueless about
what I'm doing.
Must run in the family, face it Matt spellbinders is so
lame it needs crutches.
Oh really, thanks.
Well is this lame?
O-M-G, don't tell me it's behind my ear.
Ask Jasper, it's in his pocket.
Wow.
Yawn, let me know when you've been entombed in a block of
ice for three weeks.
Oh yeah, for sure man.
I'll ah, send you a letter...
by bunny express.
Huh, your bunny just expressed himself alright.
I'm gearing up my own magic club.
The Freak Illusionists so come see me if you want to be a
part of the future of magic.
Wow, that was nearly impressive.
Yeah, Lance is a really good magician but lately his best
trick is making all of his old friends disappear.
Anyway I don't think the future of magic will ever
compare to its past.
You guys want to check it out?
Dopey!
Dope!
The great Houdini, it all started with him.
All those over blown shows they do in Vegas,
All their tricks originated with this guy.
He's the greatest illusionist that ever lived.
Hmm, freaky museum exhibit.
So this stuff is like Houdini's...
All this stuff is Houdini's.
These are the very same props that made him a worldwide star
a hundred years ago.
A hundred years ago they had celebrities?
It all looks brand new.
The museum has acquired it over the years; it's just
taken forever to restore them all.
Summer internship division of historical rejuvenation.
It's all finally going on exhibit but as you can see
guys with Spellbinders we don't need lazers
to dazzle people.
The maiden of death.
So what's the trick?
No don't!
Getting out alive.
Houdini was locked inside, he only had a minute until the
spikes closed but he still made it out without a scratch.
How?
See, no one knows.
That is why they still call him the great Houdini.
Check out this weird jacket.
Pfft.
Woo, wouldn't want to lose these.
Oh.
Are those the grand prize tickets from the
senior class raffle?
You won the raffle?
Wait, you entered the raffle?
Well, I found a piece of paper on the floor and I thought
I was putting it in the recycle bin next thing I know
I was handed these.
It's for something at the Kennedy Centre.
Those are front row seats to the sold out U2 concert!
U2 who?
The world famous Irish rock band, you cave dweller.
I'm kidding!
I saw U2 with my parents in Mumbai.
Ohhhh, and Muse is opening for them.
Well, who are you taking?
His cousin, obviously...the guy who magnanimously agreed
to share his bedroom with him.
Didn't you already get a car for that?
Not from Henry!
Are we joining the Spellbinders or not?
I'm in!
Me too!
On one condition...
I love this part.
AAAAHHHHH!
Did you hear all those people cheering?
Well, when you give the people what they want....
I know you Jasper,
joining this club isn't because of liking magic,
this is about those tickets.
Henry is giving them to me!
You don't even like U2, you're just going to sell them.
They're meant to be enjoyed.
Yes, do you have any idea how much enjoyment they are worth
in cold hard currency?
The Maiden of death and the Magic Box, to commemorate the
opening of the museum's Houdini exhibit we'll be using
an illusion performed by the great Houdini himself.
And, to help me recreate this act, please welcome
Griffin the Great!
Wow, they like me.
They really really like me and I haven't
even done anything yet.
Alright Smithson, thank you!
Today I will be making one very unfortunate soul
disappear inside Houdini's magic box.
And not just any unfortunate soul but our own Matt Palmer.
Now look closely and observe...
there are no means of escape.
The latch door is the only way in or out.
Say goodbye Matt.
Tadaaa!
And now as performed by Houdini hundreds of times.
Viola!
As I said, as performed by Harry Houdini hundreds of times...
What's going on?
I can't believe no one's found Matt yet!
That's some vanishing act alright.
Yeah, and they think it's ours.
Ah, the junior magicians.
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