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An ordinary man, insurance executive, 45 years old, stumbles to his death on a

subway platform in New York City.

Or does he?

Unbeknownst to his wife or child, his brain is rescued from the accident scene

by a secret branch of the United States government and put into the body of an

artificially produced 26 -year -old man who has the strength of Superman, the

speed of Michael Jordan, and the grace of Fred Astaire.

The only catch.

On the penalty of death, he can never let anyone from the past know he is

alive. And that, my friends, is the problem.

For this man is desperately in love with his wife, his daughter, and his former

life.

Before, on Now and Again.

I want you to hear me, Mr. Newman. I want you to hear me loud and clear.

I want you out of my life, Mr.

Newman. I want you out of my head.

What would make a brilliant doctor throw away everything like this? I just...

General, I've known the doctor for years.

He's a patriot.

Until such time as I receive word that our funding for next year is in place,

you will not leave this townhouse under any circumstances.

Okay. In my opinion, that man is an excellent prospect. I do not think you

wasting your time.

Really? Didn't I already warn you about our chemistry?

Would you mind if I called you at home later?

Yes, call.

Morning, Ross.

7 -4, Spender.

Well, I hear it's a good thing the windows don't open up on 23.

What are you talking about?

Oh, I hear that little pitcher, Craig Spence, is on a tear.

He's going through the deadwood up there like a buzzsaw.

Good morning, Mr. Bender.

Morning,

Craig.

No, no, don't get up.

My desk is your desk, your desk.

It belongs to you.

So, Bender, do you know why I'm here?

Got a hunch.

Good. Because this isn't easy for me, you know.

Well, try to bear that in mind.

I mean, look, you know someone your entire professional life.

And as your star rises, you effectively make an unspoken commitment to them. You

imply that you're going to be there for them when it really matters.

Then you realize that you can't honor your word.

It's very humiliating.

Trust me, it's humiliating for all parties concerned.

That is why I appreciate your making this so easy.

Rest assured that if I am, it has nothing to do with you.

I'm a big boy. I have a contract.

I have attorneys.

I know the score.

Oh.

Well, I thought you liked me.

You think what you like...

Let's just get this over with.

Fine.

Conception in honor of Senator... Tomorrow morning.

What is this?

Well, I thought you said you knew.

Listen, Senator Randall Cragen is a very, very dear friend.

Okay, and he's also a great ally to the insurance industry.

I have personally been a supporter of his ever since my college days.

And our company has also been a great contributor.

Nearly half a million dollars to his various campaigns throughout the years.

So, yes, it pains me a great deal that I cannot be there.

The first person I thought of to send in my stead was you.

revered elder statement of the company.

But if it's going to cause some kind of a great hardship... Hardship, hardship.

A hard way.

It would be my pleasure to do this little thing for you, Craig.

Don't think twice. If you need me to go, I'm there.

If you need me to represent the company, it's done.

You're sure?

All this talk of attorneys.

It's just my sense of humor.

Which I don't ever use at parties, by the way. You can count on me for

Craig. You know that.

I like you, Craig. I really like you.

What do you mean you won't go, Ruth? You have to go.

I have to go. It's for my job. First of all, that Senator Cragen is so crooked,

he walks on an angle. And second of all, I just had a face peel day before

yesterday. There's no way I'm going out in public tomorrow night.

Certainly not for him, and certainly not for you.

Well, then, who am I supposed to take?

The great dancer Agnes DeMille once said, No trumpets sound when the

decisions of our life are made.

Destiny is made known silently.

Okay.

He didn't call.

I don't care.

Men.

I like men.

Women. You can thank me later. What's that?

The hair of the dog.

Elegant eligibles. Men $35, women free.

Single dance? It's not a single dance.

It's an opportunity for like -minded adults of a certain age to meet,

should they so desire.

Oh.

We can go together. It'll be fun. Besides, you need to get the past in the

Put things behind you. Get what past in the past?

Put what behind me?

I showed a man some houses.

He said he would call, and for some reason he didn't call.

I'll live.

He checked out of the hotel.

He left no forwarding address. You are devastated.

We need to boogie.

You are so dear.

Believe me, when I need to boogie, I will call you and only you. But

I'm not devastated.

I'm relieved.

Really. Not that it's anyone's business.

But these last couple of months of my life have been so complicated.

It's not just Ben. There was another guy.

I don't even want to talk about it.

I am just so happy now to know that the only two people I have to care about are

my daughter and me.

I can go home, and the only man I have to worry about loving is Raymond, Monday

nights on television.

You know what I mean?

Wow.

Lisa Wiseman.

Oh, hi, Roger.

It's a friend.

Who had a face peel?

Oh. Oh.

A reception for who?

Smite.

dancing and formal.

Well, you know, Roger, as I was just saying to someone here at work, I'm not

really all that anxious to go out.

It's an emergency.

Sure, I'd be happy to.

Uh -huh.

Tonight, 8.

Can you pick me up?

Great.

Something you'd like me to tape for you?

He's here at 10 .30.

It's already 20 to 11.

I don't mind. It's just nice to be out in the world again after all those weeks

of house arrest.

Gentlemen.

General. Warren.

Mr. Wiseman.

I appreciate this.

Oh, don't be ridiculous.

Whenever I receive word that you and the Pentagon have an operation you'd like

our help with... Not the Pentagon.

Me, personally.

And it's not an operation, a favor.

What I'm asking for is a favor.

I'm sorry, General, I don't understand.

It's that bastard Cragen.

Cragen?

Are you referring to Senator Cragen, sir? Pardon me, Senator Cragen.

He's come into possession of some pictures of me, some fairly compromising

pictures of a personal nature.

All due respect, General.

That's not really the kind of work we do.

I know that.

The picture suggests that I indulge in a lifestyle not

necessarily becoming a military officer.

And that could be a problem for all of us, gentlemen.

You see, Senator Cragen and I have crossed swords before. Nothing he'd like

better than to see me replaced.

And as your key advocate at the Pentagon, any change in my status...

potentially represent a threat to you as well.

General, I remain grateful for all the support you've shown me and my program.

But frankly, aren't there other government agencies better suited to

type of information retrieval? Oh, come now, Dr. Morris.

I'm sure you can appreciate why I can't have this in the symptom.

It's really very simple.

These photos are on an encrypted, uncopyable disk that Senator Cragen

his safe.

All Mr. Wiseman has to do is to get into the senator's safe, get the disk, and

get out.

Right. Then I'll just ring his doorbell and... No.

No.

Cragen is hosting another of his extravagant, basket -passing socials

Everybody who's anybody will be there.

We simply send in our boy here as a party guest. I mean, think about it.

perfect. A man who never existed goes to a party.

The worst that happens is someone sees him breaking into a safe, and if they do

so on, nobody knows who he is. He never existed.

It never happened.

Well?

What is that look? Explain that look, because I'm counting on you for support.

I'm counting on you for encouragement.

I'm doing the best that I can. I mean, the dress is beautiful, I guess, but

just so black.

Well, what is the matter with black?

I look good in black. Everybody wears black.

Yeah, but do you want to go to a party looking like everybody?

Hmm.

Oh, well, now what's wrong with this one?

You want to get noticed, not offered shelter.

Huh?

No, come on. What if I put my hair up?

Show a little neck? Maybe wear my pearl necklace.

Heather, this is a fancy schmancy event. I need your help.

All right.

Oh, not that one.

You don't want me to wear that one. Why? What are you afraid of?

Afraid? No, I'm not afraid.

I just haven't worn that dress since... Since the last time you wanted someone

to notice only you in a crowded room?

We really have to go, Mr. Wiseman.

Mr. Wiseman, I believe there's a mirror in the car.

Honestly, you and you can continue this love affair there.

Sorry.

But believe it or not, it's still a bit of a shock every time I look in the

mirror.

That's a compliment.

We have to leave.

That's a plea.

I wonder what Lisa would think.

Well, you're a lifesaver, Lisa. Oh, don't be ridiculous.

No, no, I mean it. This is the first time Craig Spence has asked me for

anything.

To be able to come through for him, to be asked to represent him like this,

no small thing.

Well, I am happy to help.

Thank you. I appreciate it. The main thing is that when the moment's right,

have to be sure to meet.

Senator Cragen. Make an impression.

Make sure he knows we're from Grand Empire.

Make sure he knows we're there.

Make an impression.

I got it.

Let's review your cover again. You are?

Lerman. William Lerman.

Started an online business. Made $22 million off my company's IPO.

And what brings you to this party tonight?

Been a supporter of the senator for years.

Although, it's only been in the last several months that I've been in a

to contemplate making a sizable contribution to his campaign.

You heard of my company?

Dominatrixpizza .com?

You place your order, and then people in leather deliver your food, flappy

around if you don't give them a big enough tip.

I just made that last part up.

We don't have to use it.

We're not going to use it.

We're not going to use it.

Because we're not really there to mingle or talk or fraternize, are we?

Nope. In fact, we don't really want to make any kind of impression at all,

right?

Right.

So once we're inside, where are we going and what are we going to do?

Fifth floor, crack the safe.

Fifth floor, crack the safe, and then?

We're out of there.

Damn right.

What do you think of pizzadungeon .com?

I don't even want to know.

Good evening, ma 'am.

Sounds lively.

It's my first dressed -up robbery.

Guess I'm a little nervous.

Here.

The truck is around the corner. Just give me a minute. I'll talk you through

whole thing.

Let's go.

She's home.

At least, I think she is.

Wowzer.

Roger Bender and guests.

Nice to see you, Mr. Bender. You know what?

I have a feeling this may actually...

Champagne?

Lerman. William Lerman.

So, what do you suppose Senator Craven looks like? Got me.

One moment, Mr. Lerman. They must have just called this in this morning.

Yeah, that's the problem.

Tuxedos. Everybody looks like a waiter.

You know, what the hell with it. Let's just go to the ballroom and have fun.

Thank you, Mr. Lerman. Have a lovely evening.

Thank you.

Mr. Wiseman, if you'd be kind enough to tell me your location without being too

obvious about it, we can get this little scavenger hunt underway.

Oh, excuse me.

Won't you call this sort of second floor party room? We'd like to call this the

second floor party room.

Thank you.

Well done.

Actually kind of raw.

Champagne, sir?

Certainly. Certainly not.

I meant no thank you.

I'm in training.

It's working.

I must say, I'm quite impressed with your restraint, Mr. Wiseman.

Yeah, I know I make it look effortless.

All right, then.

Let's leave the party and make our way up to the fifth floor.

So soon?

Can I at least take my tux for a spin?

I'd like it to mingle with the other tuxes.

I need you to go upstairs.

Now, Mr. Wiseman.

Not so fast, Truman Show.

You said you didn't want me to create a ruckus at this thing, but there's two

guys built like redwoods camped out at the top of the stairs.

All right.

Never mind.

Turn around.

Go back down the stairs, back to where you came from.

Gosh, it's great to be back.

Turn towards the wall furthest from the ballroom. You should see a doorway that

leads to a service stairway.

Well, you're half right.

There's a doorway.

It's got a bar in front of it.

A bar? What kind of bar?

Can you bend it? Can you lift it?

No, no, a bar.

With glasses and ice and guys trying to play girls with liquor.

Lost, Mr. Lemon?

General Irving.

You're kidding.

Dr. Morris says hello. I'm sure he does. Have you been upstairs yet? That's

where the real action is.

Well, I was just on my way.

General Irby.

Senator Cragen. Mr. Wiseman, get out of this.

Randall Craig.

William Lerman. Mr. Lerman, I don't believe we've met. Are you in our

Well, not the moment, but soon.

Not too soon, I hope. I don't want to be looking over my shoulder.

I have a hunch you'd do extremely well with the female electorate.

Paranoid as ever, Randall. Don't worry, Mr. Lerman isn't a public servant. He's

one of those Internet hotshots.

Is that so?

My committee is tackling several major pieces of telecommunications

Tell me, what is your opinion of the unauthorized registration of Internet

domain names?

Well, it's, you know, clearly...

Actually, what I think is that it impairs electronic commerce.

Let's face it, electronic commerce has become vitally important to the U .S.

economy. And the irony of this is that a simple amendment to the Trademark Act

of 1946 would almost certainly provide sufficient protection.

I'll look into that. That's an excellent idea.

Thank you. You're welcome.

Well, good to have you here.

Now, you wouldn't by chance be considering a sizable donation for the

Absolutely. A few kegs, maybe some chips.

Mr. Wiseman, say goodbye.

Would you excuse me, gentlemen?

Certainly. Sure. Senator? General?

Plan D.

Let's follow the music.

Let's go to the ballroom, where I'm guessing the band would be.

Yeah. Can you get behind there?

I don't know.

Let me get closer.

Not the red dress.

Is there something wrong with this?

No, sir. Why is it not registering his movement?

Mr. Wiseman, can you hear me?

Are you moving?

Practically floating, Doc.

What? Are you heading towards the bandstand or not?

Not.

Although I'd sure like to.

I'm just afraid it might get a little bit ugly.

Well, what's the problem? More goons?

Well, I wouldn't say goons exactly.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. No, it's my fault.

That's what I get for walking through the middle of a dance floor.

Wow, you're cute.

Are you a Republican or a Democrat?

Mr. Wiseman, what are you doing to get behind that band?

Independent. Completely independent.

Would you care to dance?

What?

Oh, did you see the family?

Oh, no,

no, no. I would have sworn there was a fellow across the room there that looked

like that Newman character.

Newman, Mr. Newman. Our Mr.

Newman? Yeah.

Our mysterious Mr. Newman.

Yeah. It has to be my imagination.

Well, I certainly hope so. As far as I'm concerned, if I never see him again,

it'll be too soon.

Are you spinning in circles?

Trust me, I know what I'm doing.

I do. I trust you completely. I feel like Ginger Rogers.

Mr. Wiseman, I need you to go through that doorway behind the band.

Now.

So, what's your name?

Michael. William.

Oh, Michael William.

I get the feeling you're not giving me your full attention.

Huh? What are you looking at down there?

I think a bunch of mice just ran across your foot.

Mice! They're mice!

Mr.

Wiseman, I hear all kinds of commotion.

Is everything all right?

Just trying to get in and out without a fuss, Doc.

It's a kitchen, Doc.

I know. See the window?

One step ahead of you.

Corner window, three stories up. We'll take you into the study with the safe.

Got it.

Uh, Doc?

Do you remember if I put that gun with the little hook thing in my tuxedo

pocket? What?

Never mind.

It's that old expression.

Necessity is a mother.

When did they stop using brick?

How are we doing, Mr. Wiseman?

Almost in.

Hey, Doc, do you happen to remember if I put... What?

Nothing, never mind.

Got it.

That could be where it could be, Elvis.

What's that?

Tell you later.

Are you sure about this combination?

I assume it's correct. It came from the general.

Well,

it

doesn't seem to work.

How about I just... No. Do not rip off the door. That would trigger the alarm.

Well, what do you suggest I do?

Try the combination again.

What was that sound?

You stopped my age.

What are you doing, Mr. Wiseman?

Not ripping off the door.

Please, Mr. Wiseman, don't damage anything. Just get the disc.

Well, let's see.

Proof that aliens exist.

Where Hoffa's buried.

Another Pamela Lee video.

Where the rest of Hoffa's buried.

Yeah, I did it with the general's pictures.

Got it.

Mr. Wiseman?

Can't talk.

Mr. Wiseman, I demand to know what's going on.

Well, I think Craig and his boys have just figured out that I'm here to make a

withdrawal, not leave a donation.

I was really hoping not to dirty this tux.

I'm standing in a study.

There's no one here.

Great. Get downstairs, find the general, and let's be done with this.

I don't know.

That waiter said the senator was out here somewhere. I sure don't understand.

You'd love to get out of here, wouldn't you?

No. Oh, no. Don't worry about me. I'm fine. You sure?

But you said that you wanted to say hello to the senator.

I can't wait until you say hello to the senator.

Thanks.

Is that him?

Well, let's follow him. That way when he slows down, we can just pounce.

He's moving again, sir. Looks like he's making his way back into the ballroom.

No, not here. Not now.

I can't afford to have anyone see us make the exchange.

Wait one more song and meet me downstairs by the coat check.

The thing is, I really need to get out of here. There's someone here that...

It's a party.

Have fun.

One more song.

Mr. Wiseman, I couldn't hear.

Did we make the exchange?

Negative. He wants to wait one more song.

One more song? That's no big deal.

Why do you sound so down?

I just have a bad feeling about this is all. I just want to be done with it.

Well, brighten up.

Sounds like you're almost done with this, Mr. Wiseman.

I'm Michael William.

Mr. Lerman?

Senator?

Mr. Newman?

Oh, my God.

I... I cannot believe that you are here.

I know.

You look great, by the way. Do these people know who you are?

Do they know how you behave?

What? I mean, you look like you want to say something. What?

You know, I suppose a dance is out of the question, right?

Mr. Wiseman, who are you talking to?

That voice sounds very familiar.

There's nobody.

Nothing.

Just the sound of the other shoe dropping.

She's there, isn't she?

She's been there the whole time.

Yeah.

Don't worry, she despises me, Doc.

It's a shame you're not here to see it.

It would give you tremendous pleasure.

That's an interesting question. I guess we'll just have to see what happens

during the primary.

We need to leave.

Now. Oh, well, I just... I need another minute here.

My foot.

We don't have another minute.

I need to go.

I really need to go now.

Disc. Excuse me, folks. Something's come up that needs my immediate attention.

I think I just heard the song in you. Yeah, I know. I'm headed to the co

now.

Hey! He's on the stairs.

There he is again.

Whatever we do, we don't want to make a scene.

Mr. Lerman? Senator Craig?

Mr.

Lerman!

Aren't you supposed to be down here?

Good idea.

My goodness.

Did you just, uh... Eh, no big deal. Gravity does most of the work.

Newman. I've got something here for you.

Stop!

Those are top -secret government documents.

Don't listen to him.

Just give it to me.

Mr. Wiseman, what's going on?

Young man, I don't know what the general's told you, but that disc

-secret designs for a new generation of stealth weaponry. I fear he plans to

sell them to our enemies.

Give him that disc, and you'll be his accomplice in treason.

Don't be fooled now. The material on that disc is what I said it was. It

to me.

The only traitor in this room is that man right there.

No, I can't. I can't believe you're doing this.

I can't believe you don't trust me.

I'm your friend. I'm your advocate.

This man is a politician.

Mr. Wiseman, give the disc to General Irving.

Give him the disc now.

I don't know, Doc. Something's wrong.

Get me the Pentagon.

Gentlemen, Roger Bender, Grand Empire Insurance.

Got my load.

No! No!

That's it.

I have a plane waiting.

If you'll be so kind.

Mr. Wiseman, I just got off the phone with the Pentagon.

That disk is full of classified defense designs.

You mustn't give it to her. Come on.

Let her go first. Not until you give me the desk. Then give me the gun. Not

until I have. Then how about you point that gun at me?

Do you want me to shoot you?

I want you to empty that thing into me.

I'm in it.

Let go.

I'll shoot.

No! No!

I can't breathe.

That's okay.

I think I'm bleeding to death.

You are a tough guy to get in to see, Mr. Newman.

Ever since that night, I have been calling hospitals and newspapers, the

Nobody seemed to know where you were. Nobody seemed to know who you were.

I brought you this.

It's a book.

The new Grisham.

My husband always liked Grisham.

Thank you.

I don't know what to make of you, Mr. Newman.

One minute I'm furious with you, and the next minute you're saving my life.

Everybody at the office is asking about you.

The girls in data processing asked me to bring you these.

Mrs. Wiseman, it's nice to see you.

You're looking pretty good, wouldn't you say?

Mm -hmm.

Oh, yeah.

You mentioned that you were there that night. Uh -huh.

Sounds like it got pretty wild.

I'm sorry.

Did I interrupt something?

No, I was just leaving.

I am so happy to see you recovering, Mr. Newman.

I'm so happy you came to see me recovering, Mrs. Wiseman.

I am not happy, Mr. Wiseman.

What are you talking about?

It went great.

She saw me. She thought that I was okay.

Now she'll stop calling every media outlet in the city and asking about me.

Isn't that what you wanted?

I think she likes you again.

At least that's the way it sounded to me.

In fact, I think you were just about to tell her the truth when I walked through

this door.

You know, I didn't know that there were girls in data processing.

Ready to go?

This was really nice.

Although I was hoping for chocolate.