NEWS ANCHOR: In a throwback to a phenomenon of the '50s,
the FBI of this country, the Royal Canadian Mounted Police,
and organizations as far flung as Surete in France,
decry a new breed of biker gang,
which claims every pedigree from the legendary Hell's Angels,
to the Rock Machine in Quebec,
and the Bandidos in Sweden.
Millennium 22 which will bring communications experts from all over the world
to Bay City this weekend.
may have been the target of such a group of bikers
intent on invading or disrupting proceedings.
Yeah!
But their arrival this morning was devastated by someone or something
apparently bent on heading them out of the paths.
MAN: Woo-hoo!
What the hell? Hey, man.
Nice Harley.
We'll have to be careful.
What are you talking about?
This!
Nice bike!
NEWS ANCHOR: As the first rays of dawn were just washing
over the beautiful outskirts of our city,
our Skywatch helicopter was taken to the air
for our morning traffic reports,
and was suddenly confronted by these startling pictures.
And now, for the shot to end all.
Visual proof of what this station
has been telling viewers for months.
The elusive presence in our community which we dubbed "Night Man"
is very much a part of this city's crime fighting machine
as we head into the third millennium.
And speaking of machines for the new millennium,
Kieran Keyes, computer genius,
goes before a senate committee to ward off growing concerns
about what his rivals call "dangerously monopolistic practices."
SENATOR: Mr. Keyes, you competitors have testified
that the growth of your company is squeezing the lifeblood out of competition.
That is not in the best interest of the consumer.
That might depend on what you mean by "best interest."
I'd say, anything that impinges on his or her right
to a free choice in the open market.
Senator, our dominance, if you will,
has resulted in lower costs for the consumer.
It's also made it possible for us to donate
the company's new Keyzar Millennium computer
to any student with a 3.5 or better grade point average.
I'm sure that's a very generous gesture.
That computer was awarded to me
for a scholarship achievement through my school.
The service contract said
I could contact this number if I had any problems.
Yes, well, apparently, someone's able to bypass my password
and send me, like, obscene messages.
I tried changing passwords. It doesn't do any good.
Could you repeat that number, please?
And I just type it in?
Okay. Thanks. Bye.
Michelle?
What was that awful noise?
Michelle?
Welcome to Karateworld.com.
You'd be Miss Daffodil.
I beg your pardon?
Your code name is Daffodil.
We've been expecting you.
Where am I?
You're in the Keyzar's Ultraweb,
where we've been designated to help process your complaint
for a web user violation against one...
Long John.
It was you who entered the complaint against Long John?
Yes, he's... disgusting.
We will prepare you for your confrontation in the chapel.
Uh, look, I have no intention
of having anything to do with him.
You have but to punch in your code name
and you'll be on your way.
Course completed.
She says, "Stop it! You're an animal."
And I say, "I'm bigger than an animal."
You want to give me a try?
Well, now, honey, what do we have here?
You're Long John?
You wanna check me out, Miss...
Daffodil.
And yes, that's exactly why I'm here.
To see if you're as big a creep face to face
as you are hiding behind your keyboard.
Well, step... right... up.
Oh, that is so disappointing.
There was nothing there to stop me.
Maybe you'll stop this?
Or what about this
Darling, where have you been?
I'm not sure.
But it was wonderful.
We've also begun donating our new Keyzar Millennium computers
to law enforcement agencies,
to hospitals and other public agencies
that serve the people of this great nation.
COMPUTER: Welcome to the Keyzar Millennium.
Your personal three-dimensional gateway to the future.
Yeah right, just tell me how to open up a program, will you?
You're supposed to be so simple even a dummy can operate you.
JOHNNY: I promised my dad I'd drop off the ticket on the way to the gig.
He was too busy to pick it up.
His new toy, I'm surprised he'll break away at all.
Toy?
You don't know about his PC?
My dad got a PC?
Yeah, got it through the police department.
Some kind of special program.
Really? Yeah.
He won't last ten minutes in front of that thing.
Oh, I think you're wrong, man. He had me help him set it up.
Let's check this out.
Hey, Dad.
Hey, Johnny.
You're not going to believe what your old man is doing.
I heard you turned into a computer nerd.
Oh, Raleigh and his big mouth.
Well, as a matter of fact, I am surfing the net.
Surfing?
You're wearing your trunks?
Trunks? Hell, I'm hanging ten.
Hey, hey, did you get my ticket?
Yeah, I got it right here. We'll be over in ten.
See you then.
See ya.
Told you.
MAN 1: Get the hell off the machine!
Oh, come on, guys, not again.
MAN 2: Yeah, Frank. First time user? Six or 60?
MAN 3: By the way Frank's fingers move, I'd say 75.
Yeah, I got a complaint.
I got one of your new Keyzar Millenniums.
And it's defective.
Every time I try to open up a program,
some punks come on the line and feed obscenities all over your net.
They even tried to extort money from me to go away.
Now, that happens to be a felony, and I happen to be a cop.
I'm telling you, Millennium 22
is gonna be ten times better than it was last year.
The new section on the robotics alone
is gonna be worth the price... Yeah, right.
Okay, I'll punch in your troubleshooter number.
But let me tell you something,
if this doesn't get those foul mouth punks out of my face,
you're gonna have a problem with me.
Dad? Yo, Dad.
Hello?
You in there, Dad?
Looks like Frank made some progress since I left him.
It's still on? Yeah.
Which is good. It means he probably just ran out for a sec.
Can you tell when he last used this thing?
Yeah, sure. I can check his last entry.
This explains a lot.
Frank's a new user. It probably got in over his head.
The last thing he did was call a troubleshooter number.
When was that?
Three minutes ago. We must have just missed him.
We're gonna miss your appearance at Millennium 22
if we don't get going, man.
I'm sure Frank's fine. He's gonna turn up.
All right. You're probably right. Let's go.
Okay.
Mr. Keyes.
Is it not this new Keyzar Millennium that you keep plugging
the very same operating system that is causing all this grief?
Does it not force the user away from the Internet
onto some new web of your own design?
Senator, why would anyone choose to travel on Internet,
which is the equivalent of, let's say, a two-lane highway,
top speed, 50 miles an hour,
when they can have access to the Ultraweb,
a super-highway to the future.
One hundred lanes wide, top speed limited only by the imagination.
Going in whatever direction you choose to send them.
Senator, if you're suggesting
that computers can be tools for enslavement,
may I suggest
that I think you might be suffering
from the Great Emancipator syndrome,
the Abraham Lincoln of the cyber world.
I think we should shut him down. He's becoming big trouble.
No, he's no trouble at all.
Doesn't it disturb you to know that he's been invited
to be the keynote speaker on Millennium 22?
Not at all. We're gonna have the final word.
I hope so. We need something to offset the bad publicity
we've been getting over glitches on our new Ultraweb.
Glitchy glitches?
The Ultraweb has no glitches.
Maybe not, but two more people have vanished.
Get me Lazarus from research, Ali.
Yes. Yes, Mr. Keyes.
Tell me about our losses.
It would appear to be some kind of storage error.
What goes in isn't always coming out.
You checked with maintenance and our system's analysis?
The say that all new systems have... start up problems.
Of course, they do. Of course, they do. Thank you so much.
See, I told you. There's nothing to worry about.
We're talking about people disappearing off of the face of the Earth.
A system glitch is not what the police want to hear.
Do you seriously believe they can trace those disappearances back to us?
Perhaps not now.
But if things were to continue...
I guess what I'm suggesting
is that we suspend operations until we do more testing.
Do you know what happens when we shut down the web? Any idea?
Mass exodus, Ali.
Mayhem.
We're getting, what, thousands of new subscribers everyday,
soon to be millions.
One or two fatalities is totally acceptable.
Mr. Dominus.
It was so good of you to come.
Come where?
Where the hell am I?
You're at the Ultraweb site of Keyzar International.
Welcome aboard.
"Welcome aboard"?
What do you mean?
Oh, dear, dear, dear.
I had hoped everything had been explained
when they delivered the Keyzar Millennium.
The computer? Yes.
In return for our furnishing them to the police,
they agreed to recommend expert help
should our needs require it.
It just so happens we have that need right now.
And the department recommended me?
Is there a problem?
No, there's no problem. It's just...
I'm just surprised anybody over there
had the good sense to recommend me.
Just what is it you need? I mean...
how does all this work?
He'll explain everything.
He?
If you'll follow me.
ALI: Then at least stay off the Ultraweb, personally,
until we solve this glitch.
We can't have you disappearing.
But I love to disappear from time to time. I thrive on it.
And why take five hours to get to the Bay City
when I get there in seconds?
Mr. Dominus is here, sir.
You're Mr. Keyes.
Yes.
Welcome to hotw.com.
Hot, hot, hot.
Uh, I'm sorry?
Hell On The Web.
It's a very exclusive club.
But you're soon to be a member.
Sweet chips, up.
All the way. Kisses before you leave.
That'll be all. That'll be all.
Run, run.
Don't hurry, man. There'll be two long speakers before you have to go on.
Uh-huh.
You know, for a conference expected to draw over two million people,
and television coverage all around the world,
you don't seem very excited.
Okay, man.
Something's been bothering you all week. What's up?
I don't know.
Maybe it's being asked to play this gig
and after what happened last time...
Yeah, well, at least this year you're not playing on a cable car.
As keynote speaker,
I'm supposed to address a myriad of things
that the electronic highway promises for our future.
We now enjoy instant music,
drama, sports,
global transport within hours,
and the extension of our culture into space.
What could top this utopian world?
So has Mace explained to you your duties?
My duties?
You know, I'm... I'm a little confused here.
You're gonna be given unlimited authority
to maintain law and order on the Ultraweb,
effectively eliminating all that hoodlumism that you've encountered.
No kidding.
You know, there's a lot of smut on that web.
Kids could be watching that stuff.
Exactly.
We must protect and nurture our youth at all cost.
Absolutely.
I could get excited about this.
When would I start?
You already have.
SENATOR: But wait, there will be millions more of us,
requiring every increasing online intrusions into our lives.
Physical contact will become irrelevant,
diminishing resources
will demand wait-listing and prioritize,
and the elimination of something.
Perhaps, even peace.
Do you hear that, Frank?
All that self-righteous talk
about protecting the individual,
while that man, do you know what he's doing?
He's accepting bribes
from our competitors trying to destroy us.
You have proof of that?
You're gonna get that proof, Frank.
Just how am I gonna go about doing this?
We're gonna send you to his offices in Washington.
When you're there, you're gonna go through his files,
run in through his bank accounts,
and anything else he's trying to hide.
I'm assuming we're doing this
with a legal court order, right?
Frank, Frank.
You've never worked in big business, have you?
Mr. Keyes, breaking and entering, I mean...
it could get you, me, all of us, into a lot of trouble here.
Nobody said anything about breaking and entering.
I assure you, everything we do here at the Ultraweb
is only up and up.
Mace, acquaint Frank
with our direct transport procedures.
Gentlemen, you're gonna have to excuse me,
as I am due at Millennium 22.
Hey, why don't you wait? My son's bringing me a ticket.
Where'd he go?
...by those of us with a chance to make a difference.
Thank you.
HOST: And now, ladies and gentlemen,
Bay City's Ambassador to Soul,
Johnny Domino!
If you don't make it for two, you're done already. A football career is in line.
Thank you.
Hey, Jackie.
It was gracious of Mr. Keyes to invite me here for a dissenting opinion.
People will have to decide their own future.
What about my future, Senator?
Your future, miss?
As well as the future of our baby.
I'm quite sure I've never laid eyes on you before, young woman.
Your eyes weren't exactly the problem.
My lawyers have already ordered the senator
to submit to a DNA test
at his earliest availability.
That's all I have to say.
REPORTER: Senator? I've never met that young woman before.
Thank you. That is all.
His troubles are just beginning.
The always incredible Bay City's own, Johnny Domino!
He's quite good.
Hell On The Web. It's a very exclusive club.
But you're soon to be a member.
What's up?
I don't know.
Yeah, well, you look like you just saw a ghost.
What I just saw was my dad, and he was with that guy...
in a place I can't explain.
Well, that guy is Kieran Keyes.
He just pulled up in his limo a second ago.
It's the only place they could have been together.
Let's go.
FEMALE REPORTER: ...sex scandal rocks a prominent politician.
And the age of the accuser, in this case,
makes it the most damaging in recent memory,
and likely to doom Senator Herbac's bid for higher office.
Yes, this one will be pretty hard for the public to swallow.
Swallow this.
Senator Herbac's office.
No, the Senator's en route from California.
No, there is no press conference scheduled at this time.
Thank you.
Ugh! When will it end?
When hell freezes over.
Let's get out to the airport. The senator's gonna need all the support we can get him.
Make sure to set the alarm.
RALEIGH: You're not thinking of having Night Man
hassle Kieran Keyes in front of all these people, right?
I sense my dad's in trouble and he doesn't know t.
I'll never get near him or anybody without the suit.
Can you tell me when he last used this thing?
Sure. I can check his last entry.
Last entry on my dad's computer is...
What in the name of heaven.
In the name of hell, actually.
Are you expected?
That depends.
On what What are you doing here?
I'm looking for Frank Dominus.
Mr. Dominus is on special assignment.
Now, who sent you?
I have no record of you.
I asked questions.
Where's Frank Dominus?
What's your password, hmm?
Massacre. Here's a sample.
Next time, we go for the flames.
Oh.
Where's Frank Dominus?
Anyone in there?
All right, all right.
You'd have to be in Mr. Keyes' inner circle
to have gotten this far by direct command.
Right. Inner circle.
So if you don't want to offend him...
Very well, just put me down and I'll do as you ask.
Now, I can send you to him, but not without your password.
Are you trying to trick me?
Yes, I'm trying to trick you.
I'm trying to find out if you're a friend of Mr. Keyes, or a foe.
Either way, I'll need a password
if I'm going to send you anywhere on the Ultraweb.
The only place you can go without it
is back where you came from.
Wherever that might be.
I guess I'll have to have a little chat with my friend, Kieran.
Very well. Insert the same code you used to get here
into the Keyzar Millennium.
I get uncomfortable when someone looks over my shoulder.
And I don't like it
if anybody sends out the alert that I'm coming.
...an elbow badge just to get Keyes through the press.
And when we get there, you know...
Hey.
Hey, what are you doing in Mr. Keyes' limo?
You're in serious trouble, freak. What are you...
Another time, Keyes. And soon.
Johnny.
I've seen Keyes before, Raleigh.
How could you not? The whole world knows America's youngest billionaire.
No, I mean, I've run into him before.
On another very dark day.
He was on the cable car with me when it blew.
Yeah, along with 30 other captains of industry.
There's something I have to tell you. I know it's gonna sound nuts.
After what's happened to you in your life,
how could you say anything to me that I'd think was nuts?
I think Keyes has invented some sort of new Internet,
that a live person, a human being,
can enter and move around on.
That's nuts. But I'm listening.
I punched in a code, and all of a sudden, before I knew it,
I was, I was flying through some sort of lights show.
In your mind, or like under some kind of hypnosis from the screen?
The next thing I know,
I'm in a room that looks like a place
where you could rent vampires.
You're not buying it.
Johnny.
I'm a scientist, man. So I like things grounded in what I know.
Is there any way to transport someone
from place to place electronically?
You mean, transform a person
into some kind of digital code,
and then send it through a wire or modem
to be digitally reassembled someplace else?
You know someone who's working on it?
Yeah. I do.
And that's the answer to what might have happened to my father.
Who is it?
Marvel Comics.
My father's missing, Raleigh.
His last known presence in this dimension we call reality
was in front of a computer.
Okay.
So before we start making wild accusations
against the world's favorite teddy bear, Kieran Keyes,
we can start looking for Frank on his boat.
Good.
Lieutenant Dann's office. Lieutenant Branca speaking.
This is Johnny Domino.
I need to a hold of Charlie. It's urgent.
Hey, John, it's me, Briony. Um...
Charlie took me to see you play, remember?
Yeah.
Yeah, well, he's on a plane.
His vacation started three hours ago.
Can I help?
Probably not.
John, I was left in charge of my personality here.
Um, you did say urgent. What is it?
Okay.
Last number was...
How long has Frank been missing?
A day.
Well, the rule is we don't consider someone missing
until they've been gone 48 hours,
or there are signs of foul play.
Are there?
I'm on my way to check it out now.
Tell you what.
Charlie dumped 19 unsolved cases on me as he went out the door.
You get me a seat, no, a table ringside
for next Saturday night and, uh...
you got yourself a cop.
Okay. My dad's address is...
Raleigh, what was that?
Raleigh?
Hey. Hey.
So, what happened? Where's Raleigh?
I doubt you'll believe this.
Try me.
I think Raleigh got sucked into this computer.
No time for jokes, John.
Father has disappeared. Now Raleigh.
I know who can straighten this out.
Hey! You want to help fight them, good.
But we're together.
It could get pretty political for a lieutenant.
I better do this on my own.
Politics don't scare me, John.
Who are we going up against?
Kieran Keyes.
Maybe we better talk about this.
Where you going?
I'll call you. Call me?
Wait a minute.
He just blew by the desk. I'll call security.
Oh, no. No, no. I've been expecting him.
What is this all about?
Let me show you.
I've seen the Bay City.
You haven't seen this.
ALI: Who the hell is that?
He's my newest acquisition.
He's a future tool in the organization.
Ah, that's his representative now. Won't you go let him in, please?
Okay.
Well, I like you even better than the guy in the costume.
Mr. Domino, welcome.
This is my way of making you feel a little bit more at home.
Surveillance camera?
You like to poke your nose in other people's business.
Your business is my business, Johnny.
See, I can make you go away,
the easy way or the hard way.
What does this have to do with my father?
That fateful, fateful, fateful bolt of lightning,
how it redirected both of our lives, Johnny.
Put you on a crusade against evil, as you perceive it,
and I try and change that perception, huh?
To try and rediscover what is really good and what is really bad.
Is the good really bad? Is the bad really good? Bad-good, you know.
What have you done with my father?
He's been translated.
That to a layman in layman's terms is like a transfer,
if you will, from one reality to another.
If he's been harmed in any way...
Oh, no, no, no. Ali, no violence, no violence.
No. Harm? Now way. No.
He's not harmed.
I assure you he's in a line of work which he truly loves,
and getting plenty of appreciation.
Bring him back, Keyes. Now!
And what if he doesn't want to come back?
I have to hear that from him.
Why didn't you just say so?
Frank? Frank, can you hear me?
It's Kieran Keyes.
Mr. Keyes, yes, I can hear you. Where are you?
Oh, never you mind.
Listen, your son's here. He'd like to talk to you.
Johnny, great, great.
Dad, what do they got you doing there?
Well, the nature of my job is confidential, Johnny, but...
Unless Mr. Keyes wants to tell you about it.
Dad, there's something very wrong going on.
You got to get out of there.
Johnny, I'm having the time of my life here.
Dad, listen to me. You're in danger.
Oh, stop it. Stop it.
Stop thinking of your father
as some retired police officer
who's been relegated to to a night watchman's job.
As Head of Security for the Ultraweb,
the web, that man is a lawman of the highest degree.
Uh, that's very generous, Mr. Keyes.
Uh, you'll be happy to know that my mission here is completed and I've...
found all the evidence you'll ever need.
What evidence?
Against whom?
Thanks, Frank. We'll check you later.
Oh, my baby.
Look what you have done.
Johnny, Johnny, you will not bring your father back with your fists.
I'll give you one hour to get him back on his boat.
If not,
it's you versus Night Man.
One hour, huh?
Against such a formidable opponent as you.
Okay. I'll meet you in the Ultraweb.
Your password...
"Slow death."
I got you into television. Now you owe me.
Put me down!
You're gonna get us both killed.
What's the point of bringing my bodyguard with you?
I didn't wanna get lost.
Ali, what did our hero make you do for him?
Skip the dirty parts.
He made us find his friend, Raleigh, send him back.
That's it
Go, go, run. Go. Get out. Go.
Not so fast. I would like to introduce you
to our newest addition to the Ultraweb.
They said they were all dying to meet you again.
BIKER 1: Remember me, Night Man?
BIKER 2: Oh, boo!
That's enough.
Neither good nor evil have weight on the Ultraweb.
You see, you see, there's no gravity,
or any law, for that matter, on the web. Moron!
Interesting.
I wonder how this will work.
New game for the Ultraweb.
You've heard of Marbles?
I call this... Bikers.
Let's make this simple, Keyes. My father or your life.
You know something? I am just paralyzed with fear.
Now, that's... that was a mistake.
Because now, I'm just gonna have to call for Security!
KIERAN: Frank!
This animal just attacked me. I want you to kill him.
Mr. Keyes, I've seen this character before.
Send him back, Keyes.
Just kill him!
JOHNNY: Frank, you're being used.
Send him back or die.
Don't do that.
MACE: You've been sworn to do your duty, Frank,
as dictated by Mr. Keyes who is the law.
Dad, it's me, Johnny.
Now I know you're bad.
'Cause you're sure as hell not my Johnny.
Send him back!
Shoot him!
COMPUTER: Delete. Delete. Delete.
Make your choice, Keyes. He better be back where he belongs.
He is.
Thank God, Dad, you're back.
Dad?
No.
No!
No.
No!