[MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO]
MAN 1: I mean, there's all kind of weirdness out there tonight, man.
It's spots on the sun.
MAN 2: Well, that's true.
This is the highest incidence of sunspot activity ever recorded.
All kinds of airborne transmissions
are being interrupted by...
[TELEPHONE RINGING]
Hey, this is Hart.
I'm on highway 55.
Approaching the junction at Cedar City.
I have a load of wide-screen TVs.
Approximate retail value...
50 big ones.
Eighteen-wheeler.
Blue cab.
And look for the Gladstone truck and logo
in, uh, red and yellow.
[CHUCKLES]
You betcha.
Are you Hart?
It's me.
MAN: It's gonna hurt a little bit.
Hey, for ten grand... I could bleed a little.
[SIGHS]
Make it look good, all right?
[GRUNTING]
Come on, you can do better than that.
[WHEEZING]
MAN: Finish him.
[COUGHS]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[HONKING]
[DIALING]
Hey.
911?
My name is Hart.
I've just been hijacked.
Yeah, Highway 55.
Junction 84.
Yeah, you better send an ambulance.
I'm hurt pretty bad.
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[CLAPPING]
Nice performance.
Who in the hell are you?
Your conscience.
[COUGHING]
Now...
Let's talk.
[GASPING] Okay.
[BEEPING]
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
HART: I gave him my load for $10,000.
HART: All right? BRIONY: Yeah, yeah. I got that.
But why tell us this?
It's my conscience.
Yeah, I mean...
It's...
been bothering me. A lot.
Oh, yeah, uh, jeez.
Here.
I'm supposed to give you this.
No, no, no. Something doesn't add up here.
You got away clean.
What are you afraid of?
Okay.
It's the guy in the cape, all right?
Night Man.
HART: I don't want him to hunt me down and hurt me.
Taking the law into his own hands again.
Is he the one who gave you the beating?
No. No!
He didn't lay a finger on me.
Sure. Look, I'm gonna give you one last chance to tell me
who you turned your truck over to.
Look, I swear, I don't know.
I was given a number.
I was supposed to call with a description of my load.
And, uh... that's exactly what I did.
[PHONE RINGING]
Answer it.
Uh...
[BEEP]
Hello.
It's for you.
Lieutenant Branca, who is this?
JOHNNY: You can find the rest of the gang
waiting for you in the warehouse at Grant Street, New Harbor.
You have a good night, Lieutenant.
Listen to me you crazy...
[BEEP]
NANCE: It was Night Man, wasn't it?
What a guy!
BRIONY: Hey, I don't wanna hear it, Nance, all right?
This guy is as guilty of breaking the law as these hijackers.
He's a loose bolt ready to shear off and hurt somebody.
She's right. He is nuts!
BRIONY: We can't have assault and battery committed at anyone's whim.
I have to go check something out.
Hey, hey, hey. Easy, easy.
But still, you gotta admit, I mean, the guy...
Hey, hey. We're done talking, all right?
I've had up to here with this one-man vigilante.
I just don't buy what he's selling, all right, Sergeant?
Okay, Lieutenant.
Take care of this.
See you later.
[PEOPLE CHATTERING]
Allow me to pay my compliments, miss.
You are simply exquisite.
And what would make your life truly complete...
is me.
[BEEPING]
GUARD 1: We've been robbed!
Search around. Come on, hustle!
Check that route.
GUARD 2: Checking who's there.
GUARD 1: come on! Search around! Hustle up!
It's got to be around here somewhere.
What I need more than anything in my life right now is you.
Hmm.
[WHISPERS] Bye-bye.
BRIONY: Let me see if I got this right.
You three guards lost four bags
containing a quarter of a million dollars in cash?
In front of this bank, broad daylight,
with 20 or so eye witnesses,
all of whom claim they saw nothing happen?
That about it?
Okay, no shots fired?
No apparent intruders into the scene?
The book would say this is an inside job.
What do you think?
Any confessors?
No takers, huh?
All right, one by one.
Nance, get an APB out on that limo that everyone says
drove away at just about the time of the crime.
You got it, Lieutenant.
Now then, which one of you was carrying the money again?
I was.
Any insanity in your family?
[CHUCKLES]
Just kidding.
All right, let's retrace your route from inside the bank
up to the fabulous moment you first realized
you dropped or lost the money.
BRIONY: Let's go.
NEWS ANCHOR: Sunspots continue to dominate the news
throwing much of the world's communications into a state of chaos.
Fires that leap miles into the air off the sun.
These sunspots are getting pretty serious.
They're wreaking havoc on satellite transmissions all over the place.
Sunspots block out satellites?
Well, mainly just our ability to send signals to and from them,
and nobody can predict when or why these disruptions are gonna happen.
Another good reason to get back to basics, like...
like music.
[LAUGHS]
Everything is linked to satellites these days, man.
From, uh, hospitals, to air traffic control.
You can't just roll back the clock on technology.
Unless, of course, you want to live a hundred years ago.
Yeah, you're probably right. [MUSIC STARTS PLAYING]
You know anyone that's into time travel?
Well...
No.
[LAUGHING]
I don't believe I've ever met anyone quite as riveting as you.
I can't explain it.
Well, I wish I could take all of the credit.
But you're picking up on some very compelling energy forces at the moment.
Which you'd explain how?
I'm a space traveler.
[GASPS] Ooh, do you have one of those little saucer things?
No, I made the trip to Earth magnetically
using the augment time warp.
Time warp?
Mm-hmm. Hmm.
You see...
in layman's terms, my trip here, a million light years is...
all but instantaneous.
Once you make adjustments to the small surplus of Earth time
to be burned off one way or another.
Oh, I'd kill to have some time to burn.
Really?
Could you help me peel of five years?
Oh, I'm afraid the quantum time gap of a visit to Earth is...
only an hour.
Time gap? Mm-hmm.
A surplus of 60 minutes that doesn't exist on Earth.
And mind you, it has to be burned off before a return trip.
An extra hour that doesn't exist?
Mm, yes.
What do you mean?
What do I mean? Yeah.
Why don't I show you? Okay.
[TICKING]
Good lord, how did you do that?
Oh, I simply used a few seconds
of my 60 surplus minutes to change positions.
But why didn't I see you?
My extra time exists between the spaces of your time.
And I can use it whenever I choose.
Why do I get the feeling that none of this is real, hmm?
That whoever you are,
this is all one giant amusement.
To be perfectly honest, darling... Mm-hmm.
I enjoy my little excursions here
a bit more than I'm supposed to.
You see...
I have this weakness.
It's almost human.
And what is that weakness my Time Prince?
That of the women.
[EXCLAIMING]
Well, here's to your weakness.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
[SIRENS WAILING]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER ON POLICE RADIO]
OFFICER: I'd like to see some ID, please.
What seems to be the problem, Officer?
Are you the owner of this vehicle, ma'am?
WOMAN: Yes, I am.
My name is Estelle Waldrop.
What do we have, Sergeant?
Vehicle matches description of the APB from the robbery.
Occupant claims to be the owner, Estelle Waldrop.
Her ID seems to check out.
Thank you, Officer. I'll take it from here.
I'm really not in the habit of being accosted like a common criminal, miss.
Lieutenant.
Lieutenant Branca.
May I see your ID, too, please, sir?
Uh, excuse me, Officer, this gentleman here happens to be my guest.
What exactly is the purpose of your detaining me?
An armored truck was robbed in front of a bank a short while ago.
Your car was seen abruptly leaving the scene.
Well, I always leave a bank abruptly after making a transaction, don't you?
Your ID, please, sir.
[TICKING]
It's been delightful, Miss Waldrop,
but I really must be going.
However...
I would love for you to join me for that music we discussed.
Shall we say, hmm, House of Soul, eight o'clock?
Other than our date, you'll forget we ever met.
And as for the rest of you,
you won't remember I even existed.
Uh, well, your ID appears to be in order, Miss Waldrop. Um...
Sorry to have bothered you.
Would you mind telling me your whereabouts during the past two hours?
I left home to go to the bank
which is where I'm coming from now.
All right. Thank you.
Sorry about the inconvenience.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER ON POLICE RADIO]
NANCE: Something wrong, Lieutenant?
Yeah.
There was a robbery today that made no sense at all.
And neither did how I just handled that situation.
It's wrong.
[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING]
* So thanks for asking And taking my time
* You don't need to bother
* I told you I'm doing just fine
Hi.
* Oh, yeah, baby...
Anyone need a cop?
Not today.
Good, then drinks.
Who's buying?
It's on the house.
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]
Thank you very much.
I hope your day went better than mine
And, don't worry, I have no intention of reliving it.
Sunspots.
[CHUCKLES]
Come again?
Raleigh's theory is...
an abnormal eruption of sunspots
is the reason for any weirdness
we might encounter while they last.
It's no joke.
And people accept the fact that the moon controls everything
from ocean tides to people's mood swings, right?
Well, that's nothing compared to the sun.
We live and die by her outpourings.
Oh, the sun is suddenly a "she," huh?
Oh, this I don't believe.
RALEIGH: What's up?
This female sun of yours, is she into practical jokes?
JOHNNY: Estelle Waldrop. Hello, darling.
BRIONY: You know her?
JOHNNY: Well...
He's too modest to say that she's hired him
to play several of her society bashes
en route to trying to play him.
Uh-huh.
And who's Mr. White?
I want you to introduce me to your friend.
Of course.
I guess we'll find out.
Well, well, we meet again.
Good evening.
Johnny, I'd like you to meet Paul Pentacost.
Paul is a space traveler.
Well, he'll fit right in.
ESTELLE: He's also a big fan of jazz.
Oh.
Good. Is there something you'd like to hear?
Yeah, I'm rather fond of Too Close To The Sun.
[CHUCKLES]
Okay.
Uh... Enjoy the show.
Ladies and gentlemen, the star of our show,
House of Soul's own, Johnny Domino!
[TOO CLOSE TO THE SUN PLAYING]
PAUL: Well, Johnny.
I sense you have a secret.
Shall I show you some of mine?
It's interesting to share secrets.
Isn't it, Johnny?
Or shall I call you...
Night Man?
You know, on my previous journeys here,
all I missed is a suitable adversary.
Someone to play games with.
I think we should play, don't you?
Do you enjoy a challenge, Night Man?
Or a high stakes confrontation...
for life...
or death?
Cheers.
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]
Ooh, I've heard of short sets,
but one tune is cutting it a little thin.
Yeah, well, my party's on the move.
Does nobody care about our primary business here?
Can you get back on stage?
Sure. Thanks.
Hey, guys, how about, As Time Goes By?
[AS TIME GOES BY PLAYING]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[CREAKING]
[SOFT KNOCK]
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
It's me.
Raleigh, what are you sneaking up on me for?
What are you doing sneaking into your own place?
[WHISPERING] There's someone here.
[BEEPING]
The suits.
Somebody knew exactly how to get in here. But who?
Pentacost.
He sent me a message when I was on stage.
By message, you mean request?
By message, I mean a challenge.
The guy in the white suit wants to challenge you to what?
Seriously, what do you think he's up to?
He came for me. Night Man.
Hello.
Anyone here?
Hey, Briony.
Raleigh.
You left the door open.
I... Yeah, I, uh...
[CHUCKLES]
Listen, that Pentacost character, did he come this way?
No, I haven't seen him.
Mm-hmm.
He wasn't backstage either, and I was only a few steps behind him.
That's weird.
Is John here? Uh, no.
No, Johnny's not here.
Well, he couldn't be on stage because he would have had to pass me.
Right.
[CHUCKLES] Hoo.
Sunspots.
Sunspots?
Yeah, that's what this is all about.
People aren't themselves.
Johnny, this Pentacost...
People are liable to do anything.
Mm-hmm.
[CELL PHONE BEEPING]
Branca.
Where?
No, no, don't touch anything until I get there.
Yeah, right, okay.
Look, when John shows up
tell him I had to run out on a call.
Looks like we may finally have this Night Man character.
Oh, is that the whole message?
I mean, he may want to know what you mean by that.
We just got a tip
as to where we might find Night Man's secret lair.
I got to go.
Great.
Later.
See you.
His secret lair?
[ELECTRIC CRACKLING]
This way, Night Man.
PAUL: In here, Night Man.
Right on time.
What's the matter?
Picking up bad vibes, are we?
Negative energy, perhaps.
That I am.
PAUL: It's merely a matter of perspective, Night Man.
Positive and negative energies are one and the same.
It's all in how you look at it.
The opposite sides of creation coin.
[SIRENS WAILING]
[OVERLAPPING CHATTER]
Looks like we'll have to reschedule.
What a shame.
[BEEPING]
NANCE: The damnedest thing you ever saw, Lieutenant.
You sure got his sorry butt now.
Yeah, and I thought you were Night Man's biggest fan?
Yeah, well, I can't very well admire a common thief now, can I?
BRIONY: So this is his secret lair?
Yeah, the suits aren't the real find. Check this out.
Okay, now, he must have emptied the sacks right here,
getting away with one quarter of a million dollars.
So you were right all along.
He is nothing but a common criminal.
Myth or real? Hero or hoax man?
The truth may finally be known
as police report finding evidence pointing to Night Man
as the leading suspect in an armored car robbery.
An APB has been issued along with a quarter of a million dollar reward
from a newly formed citizens group.
Law enforcement officials fear this large cash bounty
might make it open season on the mysterious masked crime...
This is really bad.
And who would do this, and who posted that reward?
The guy who stole the money posted the reward.
Pentacost.
No, whatever his grudge against you,
he just made you operating as Night Man virtually impossible.
Maybe that was the point.
What point?
Who in their right mind would risk stealing
a quarter of a million dollars in broad daylight
just to give it away as a reward?
It's not about the money.
It's about stopping Night Man.
Well, you know what,
I think Night Man should stop for awhile.
It's one thing to go up against a criminal element in Bay City,
but now you've got the entire police department against you,
along with the rest of the population.
And I'll have the cops raid my place
if we don't get those suits back.
No, the odds of them tracing those defense systems back to you are pretty slim.
Now you're thinking like a scientist.
Both of our fingerprints are all over those suits.
BRIONY: I want everything analyzed,
from the source of the materials, the systems,
to DNA runs on every fiber, follicle, and perspiration surface.
And I want it all by the morning.
You're sure that's all you want by morning?
BRIONY: You're right. Get a print man in here too.
[SIGHS]
Since when do you run the world?
Oh, and don't forget to put these suits under maximum security
in between each and every test you run.
Yes, ma'am.
Yeah.
MAN: Yeah, I know it's quitting time,
but the lieutenant's playing over-achiever again.
She thinks she's gonna solve a big one by dawn.
Trust me, Chuck, she's gonna talk herself right out of this place.
And get this.
She wants me to lock up the suits between tests.
In my own lab.
Like what are they gonna do?
Walk out of here?
NANCE: For somebody who's just about to nail Night Man,
you don't seem too pleased.
I'm gonna nail someone but not him, 'cause he didn't do it.
You still don't get it, huh?
Look, I don't believe in citizens taking the law into their own hands.
Sooner or later that can lead to bad things happening to innocent people.
That doesn't mean I ever thought this flying overdose of testosterone
as being a common criminal.
Far from it.
Until now, I have to admit I've admired some of his instincts.
Not that much different from the good cops.
The distinction is, he doesn't wear a badge,
so we gotta shut him down.
Lieutenant?
Yeah?
We seem to have a little problem.
[SIGHS]
Let's hear it.
[TOO CLOSE TO THE SUN PLAYING]
* Oh
* Mm, mm, mm
* Too close to the sun
* Reaching for the moon
* We knew we could...
They're back.
Where is he? Over there.
Just be careful. Not only don't we know who he is, we don't know what he is.
Whatever he is, he came here for me.
Johnny, I'm flattered.
I've never had this much attention from you before.
Why don't you join us?
Sunspots, that's how you get here.
By way of the sun.
Well, he's on the way.
Estelle, would you mind?
I'd like to talk to Pentacost alone.
Am I being dismissed?
Only temporarily, darling.
I'll see you shortly.
Ah, well...
I'm sure I'll be quite satisfied regardless of who wins.
* Without asking why
* Too close to the sun
* Reaching for the moon...
How much time do we have?
Did you really retain everything I showed you?
You have control over time.
That's how you could be where you were during the robbery.
Hmm, and you picked up all of this
by reading my thoughts. Amazing.
I know your intentions are evil.
Ah, I can't help myself.
Negative energy in human form,
by definition must be...
She's lovely.
* How soon
My proposition is simple.
Join me on the dark side.
And if I refuse?
May I remind you,
the police are closing in on Night Man.
And if I so choose,
I'll have him involved in something so heinous
they'll be compelled to hunt him down and shoot on sight.
[APPLAUSE]
What we have here
is a decision to be made.
Put Night Man to work for me,
or watch him go down in a bloody hail of gunfire.
It's quite simple really.
Nice club, by the way.
I want him followed.
If you need backup, call me.
I hear you have an interest in Mr. Pentacost.
Yeah.
There's something about him I can't quite put my finger on.
It's like I know him from someplace.
Must be cop instinct.
He was there at the armored car robbery.
He told you that?
And he's up to something that'll make the robbery look like a traffic violation.
Thanks. We're on him.
And if he turns out to be more than a space case mouthing off,
I'll owe you one.
And I thought you were just a jazz musician.
Darling? Mm-hmm.
How would you feel about being kidnapped?
And being held for ransom?
Before or after dinner?
You are fun.
[CHUCKLES]
Pentacost has found a way
to exist between spaces of time in our world.
A quantum time gap between his world and ours?
Yeah. And he can actually go off the clock
and exist in a hole in our time.
That's how he could be at the scene of the robbery and not there at the same time.
And now he's trying to control Night Man.
Or destroy him.
So you know what he has planned?
He made a point and given me a clue.
[ELECTRIC CRACKLING]
Allow me, darling.
Well, thank you, darling.
Oh, how positively Gothic.
What is this place, some wild new club?
It'll make your hair stand on end.
Lieutenant, you'll never guess where this Pentacost just led us.
No time for guessing games,Nance.
Okay, okay, I just can't believe
that he would take a girl like that
to the power station.
Pentacost at Night Man's hideout, huh?
Exactly.
Maybe they're in this together.
All right, look, I'm on my way.
Keep your eyes open for Night Man,
but don't make a move until I get there.
Copy that. Over, Lieutenant.
You know, this is starting to feel just a little kinky.
You have no idea.
[SCREAMING]
Someone get me down!
PAUL: You know something, darling?
I thought this looks like a job for Night Man.
[ESTELLE SCREAMING]
ESTELLE: Help!
Help me!
[ESTELLE SCREAMING]
Oh, my God.
I hope you know what you're doing.
I know what he's planning to do. I just don't know how.
I'd say that's the important part.
He's got 60 minutes to play with.
The way to destroy him is to use that time against him.
If I've guessed right,
I'll know his weakness at the right moment.
How?
He's gonna tell me.
And if he doesn't? Oh, he will.
[SIRENS WAILING]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER ON POLICE RADIO]
[ESTELLE SCREAMING]
[ELECTRIC CRACKLING]
Any sign of Night Man?
No Night Man. We have got a serious situation here, Lieutenant.
Attention up there. This is the police!
We have the building surrounded. There is no way out.
You'd be surprised, Lieutenant.
But first, there is the matter of a ransom to be discussed.
Shall we say $5 million?
I'm not in a position to negotiate any ransom.
PAUL: Well, nor am I for that matter.
Not until my partner gets here anyway.
[SCREAMING]
Help me!
Get an airbag in here.
You've gone down the wrong road this time, Night Man.
I repeat, there is going to be no ransom.
Yes, there is!
You call my father or I'll have your badge removed!
Good girl.
You two had a falling out?
You have a commitment to this rescue, Night Man.
Their high-powered rifles will pick you off
before you get within two feet of me.
I thought you wanted me on your side?
Why don't I believe that's your choice?
Don't make us shoot, Night Man.
PAUL: They're going to kill you, Night Man.
And after I'm through,
they won't have any other choice.
JOHNNY: You keep talking about time as if it's your only strength.
Is it possible it's also your only weakness?
Time is always on my side!
But I can make it work for you, Night Man.
At the moment of truth,
I can leave you here, the lord of evil in all its powerful glory.
What are you doing?
I'm taking off my suit and giving you the power.
PAUL: Then so be it, Night Man.
You end here and now.
Stripped off your power in a hail of gunfire.
Your choice.
Five, four, three, two...
[GRUNTING]
It's just you and me now.
[TICKING]
Feeling okay, Pentacost?
It looks like you passed out for a minute.
Or maybe it was more than a minute.
This meeting is at an end.
[GROANING]
Let go!
I'll give you another option.
Why are you so anxious to deal?
I'm not anxious to deal.
[GROANING]
You're not going anywhere either.
What's the problem? Out of time?
I have all the time I need.
I don't think so!
[CHUCKLES]
You don't know the rules, Night Man.
What if I picked them up from you?
What if I used your quantum time against you?
How long was I out?
Too long.
Show me!
My guess is that when your 60 minutes is up,
you won't be able to get back.
I don't know what you're talking about.
I'm not one of you.
I'm a god.
No!
[BEEPING]
Now it's my turn to deal.
All right. All right, name it.
Anything! I can't stay on this godforsaken planet!
JOHNNY: You've got 20 seconds to undo everything.
Bring us back to the moment you arrived.
Yes.
Yes, yes, of course.
You're thinking 20 seconds is enough time to destroy me
and still make it home.
[PANTING]
Ten seconds and counting.
Nine...
All right, all right!
That's better.
[SCREAMING]
ESTELLE: Help!
[PAUL GRUNTING]
JOHNNY: You can find the rest of the gang
waiting for you in the warehouse at Grand Street, New Harbor.
You have a good night, Lieutenant.
Listen to me, you crazy...
[BEEP]
NANCE: It was Night Man, wasn't it?
What a guy!
[BEEPING]
[EXPLOSION]
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]