Sam rejoins Michael in a hidden vantage point across the street and tells him they're all set. But Fi, calling from a sniper's perch on a nearby roof (oh, so that's where she is), calls to alert them that Gilroy has shown up for some reason, and is sitting in a parked Maserati up the street. She wonders why he's here. "Getting to know me," Michael says. "I guess I'll have to put on a good show." Oh, and he hates having to do that.
Showtime. Michael walks down the middle of the street to where the warehouse sentries are, El Burrito Mal among them. As they come out to meet him, he VOs, "Dominance in the battlefield isn't always about the use of lethal force." As El Diablo Mal whips out his cell phone, Michael casually wags a finger, and the top half of that phone is shot clean off. "Sometimes it's more effective to leave a few targets around to spread the word," the VO says. Or all of them, as the case may be. One of the other guys draws a gun, and is quickly dropped to the pavement by another shot. We see that these are coming from Fi up on that rooftop, as the VO continues, "Rubber composite bullets fired from a suppressed rifle won't kill your enemy." The third guy goes down and both the gangsters who stopped the rubber bullets get up make a run for it, leaving El Burrito Mal to face Michael alone as Michael VOs, "But it will make them think twice about staying in a fight." That was a fight? Looked more like a frame of bowling to me. As Fi puts down her rifle, El Burrito Mal, with his hands in the air, asks Michael what he wants. "I'm here for the van," Michael says. "What van?" EBM asks. Michael snaps his fingers. Right on cue, there's a bang, and the metal door to the warehouse falls into the street in a cloud of dust, revealing a white van waiting inside. "That one," Michael says. Get a load of David Copperfield over here. EBM takes to his heels, and Michael calmly gets into the van and drives it away. Smiling, Gilroy pulls out behind him. Perhaps he's hoping Michael will do another trick. Excuse me -- illusion.













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