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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 the Soutay

in France, decry a new breed of biker gang that claims every pedigree from the

legendary Hells 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.

but their arrival this morning was devastated by someone or something

apparently bent on heading them off at the pass.

What the hell? Hey, man. Nice Harley.

We'll have to be careful.

What are you talking about?

Nice. Bye.

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 Nightman, 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.

Mr. Keyes, your 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 interests.

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 Keysar

Millennium computer to any student with a 3.5 or better grade point average.

I'm sure that's a very generous gesture.

The computer was awarded to me for scholarship achievement through my

school, and 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.

Look at that awful noise.

Michelle?

To KarateWorld.com.

You be Miss Daffodil.

I beg your pardon?

Your code name is Daffodil.

We've been expecting you.

Where am I?

You're on the Kizar's ultra-web, 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 chat room.

Oh, 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.

Bigger than an animal.

You want to, uh, give me a try?

Yeah.

Well, now, honey, what do we have here?

You're long, John.

You, uh, want to 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, okay.

Right up.

Oh, that is so disappointing.

There was nothing there to stop me. Maybe stop this?

What about this?

It was wonderful.

We've also begun donating our new Keys on Millennium computers to law

enforcement agencies, to hospitals, and other public agencies that serve the

people of this great nation.

Welcome to the Keys on Millennium, your personal three-dimensional gateway to

the future. All 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.

I promised my dad I'd drop off a 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 pee-pee?

My dad got a pee-pee?

Yeah. Got it through the police department. Some kind of special

program. Really? Yeah.

He won't last ten minutes.

Oh, I think you're wrong, man. He had me help him set it up.

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 nurse.

Oh, crawly in his big mouth.

Well, as a matter of fact, I am surfing the net.

Surfing? You're wearing your trunks?

Trunks? 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.

Hold it.

Oh, come on, guys, not again.

Yeah, Frank, first-time user, $660.

Yeah, the way Frank's fingers move, I'd say $75.

Yeah,

I got a complaint.

I got one of your new keys are on Millenniums, and it's defective.

Every time I try to open up a program, some punks come on the line and start

feeding obscenities all over your net.

They even tried to extort money for 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 going to be ten times better than it was last

year. The new section on robotics alone is going to be worth the price of

admission. Yeah, right. Okay, I'll punch in your troubleshooter number, but let

me tell you something.

If this doesn't get those foul-mouthed punks out of my face, you're going to

have a problem with me.

Yo, Dad.

Hello.

You in there, Dad?

Well, looks like Frank made some progress since I left him.

Still on? Yeah, which is good. I mean, they 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. See, Frank's a new user. Probably got in over his head. The

last thing that he did was call a troubleshooter number.

What was that?

Three minutes ago, we must have just missed him.

You know, we're going to miss your parents at Millennium 22 if we don't get

going, man.

I'm sure Frank's fine. He's going to turn up.

All right.

You're probably right. Let's go.

Mr. Keyes, is it not this new keys are 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 an Internet, which is the

equivalent of, let's say, a two-lane highway, top speed, 50 miles an hour,

when they could have access to the ultra-web, a super-highway to the

future, 100 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. It's becoming big trouble.

No, it's not trouble at all.

Doesn't it disturb you to know that he's been invited to be the keynote speaker

of Millennium 20? Not at all. We're going to have the final word.

I hope so.

We need something to offset the bad publicity we've been getting over

glitches on our new ultra web. Glitches? Glitches? The ultra web has no glitches.

Maybe not, but two more people have vanished.

Give me lodgings from Sir Charlie.

Yes, yes, Mr. Keith.

Tell me about our losses.

It would appear to be some kind of...

Have you checked with maintenance and our systems analysis?

They say that all new systems have startup problems.

Of course they do.

Of course they do. Thank you so much.

See, I told you. There's nothing to worry about.

You're talking about people disappearing off the face of the earth.

A system glitch is not what the police want to hear.

Do you seriously believe that they can trace those disappearances back to us?

Perhaps not now.

But if things were to continue, I guess what I am 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, family.

Mayhem. We're getting, what, thousands of new subscribers every day, soon to be

millions. One or two fatalities is totally acceptable.

Mr. Dominus.

Mr. Dominus.

It was so good of you to come.

I'm worried.

Where the hell am I?

You're at the ultra-website of Kezar International.

Welcome aboard.

Welcome aboard?

What do you mean?

Oh, dear.

Dear, dear, dear, dear.

I had hoped everything had been explained when they delivered the Kezar

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. 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 is your father.

Then I can stay off the ultra web person until we solve the switch.

I can't have you disappearing. 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 can get there in

seconds?

Mr. Dominus is yours.

Yeah, Mr. Keyes.

Welcome to H-O-T-W dot com.

Hot, hot, hot, 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, huh?

On the way.

Kissing between.

No hurry, man. It'll be too long-winded 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 been asking to play this game again.

After what happened last night.

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...

I'm a little confused here.

You're going to be given unlimited authority to maintain law and order on

the ultra web.

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 costs.

Absolutely.

I could get excited about this.

When would I start?

You already have.

But wait.

There will be billions more of us requiring ever-increasing online

intrusions into our lives.

Physical contact will become a relic of the past.

Diminishing resources will demand weightlifting and prioritizing and the

elimination of some things.

Perhaps even fewer.

Did 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, sir?

You're going to get that proof, Frank.

Just how am I going to go about doing this?

We're going to send you to his offices in Washington.

When you're there, you're going to go through his files, you're going to go

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, I 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 Altweb is on the up and up.

Mace. Quaint Frank.

Sorry. Direct transfer procedures.

Gentlemen, you're going to have to excuse me, as I am due a Millennium 22.

Oh, by the way, the show's bringing me a ticket.

Where'd he go?

By those of us with a chance to make a difference.

Now, ladies and gentlemen, Bay City's ambassador to Seoul, Johnny.

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, ma'am?

As well as the future of our baby?

I am quite sure that I have 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.

I've never met that young woman before.

Thank you. That is all.

Face City's own Johnny Domino.

Now on the web, the very exclusive club which you're soon to be a

member.

Stop.

I don't know.

Well, you look like you just saw a ghost.

Well, I just saw it with my dad, and he was with that guy in a place I can't

explain. Yeah, well, that guy is Kieran Keith. He just pulled up in his limo a

second ago. It's the only place they could have been together.

The 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 Herbeck's bid for higher office.

Yes, this one will be pretty hard for the public to swallow.

Swallow this.

Senator Herbeck's office.

No, the senator's en route from California.

No, there is no press conference scheduled at this time.

Thank you.

When will it end?

When hell freezes over.

Let's get out to the airport. The senator's going to need all the support

we can get him.

Make sure to set the alarm.

Whoa, you're not thinking of having Nightman hassle-curing keys in front of

all these people, right?

Since my dad's in trouble and doesn't know it, I'll never get near him where

he is without the suit.

We've got any last news to say?

Sure. I can check his last entry.

Last entry on my desk.

Name of heaven.

In the name of hell, actually.

Are you expected?

That depends.

On what? Who are you? What are you doing here? I'm looking for Frank Dominic.

Mr. Dominic is on special assignment.

Now, who sent you?

I have no record of you.

I asked a question.

Where's Frank Dominic?

Oh, what's your password?

Masker. Here's his name.

Next time we go for the flames.

We're spiked on.

All right, all right. You'd have to be in Mr. Key's 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. Key's 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 we'll have to have a little chat with my friend Kira.

Very well. Insert the same code you used to get here into the Kizar millennium.

I get uncomfortable when someone looks over my shoulder.

If I don't like it, I'm going to send out an alert.

We're on elbow back, Mr. Big Keys, through the press. And when we get

there... Hey, you know... Hey,

what are you doing in Mr. Keys' limo?

You're in serious trouble, freak.

Another time, Keys.

And soon.

What's the teach? Do you have something wrong?

I've seen keys 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 going to sound nuts.

Hey, after what's happened to you in your life, how could you say anything to

me that I think was nuts? I think he 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 the code, and all of a sudden, before I knew it, I was flying

through some sort of light 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?

Do 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 Dan's office. Lieutenant Bronco speaking.

This is Johnny Domino. I need to get a hold of Charlie. It's urgent. Hey, John.

It's me, Briony.

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.

Yo, John, I wasn't left in charge for my personality here.

You did say urgent. What is it?

Okay.

Last number one.

How long's 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 cup.

Okay.

My dad's address is...

Raleigh,

what was that?

Raleigh.

Hey. Hey.

So, what happened? Where's Raleigh?

I doubt you believe this.

Try me.

I think Raleigh got sucked into this computer.

Time for jokes, John.

Father's disappeared.

Now Raleigh? I know who can straighten this out.

Hey, you want to help find him, good. We'll work together.

It could get pretty political for you, Lieutenant.

I'd better do this on my own.

Politics don't scare me, John.

Who are we going up against?

Guaranteed. Maybe we better talk about this.

Where are you going?

I'll call you.

Call me?

Wait a minute.

He just flew 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.

Who the hell is that?

My newest acquisition.

He's our future.

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.

but you want to crusade against evil as you perceive it and I to 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 to a layman in layman's terms. It's like a transfer, if

you will, from one reality to another.

He's been harmed in any way.

Oh, no, no, no, no. Ali, no violence, no violence. No. Harmed? No 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, Tease.

Now. And what if he doesn't want to come back?

I have to hear that from him.

Why don'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 have 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've 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, shit. Stop it.

Stop it. Stop thinking of your father as some retired police officer who's been

relegated to a night watchman's job as head of security for the ultra web.

The web? That man is a lawman of the highest degree.

That's very generous, Mr. Keyes.

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.

Look what you have done.

Johnny, Johnny, you will not bring your father back with your fit.

I'll give you one hour to get him back on his boat.

If not, it's you versus Nightman.

One hour.

Against such a formidable opponent as you.

Okay.

I'll meet you in the ultrawamp.

Your password?

Slow down.

I got you into television.

Now you owe me.

Put me down!

Put me down!

You're gonna get us both killed!

What's the point of bringing my bodyguard with you?

I didn't want to get long.

Allie, what did our hero make you do for him? Skip the dirty part.

He made us find his friend Raleigh.

Send him back.

That's you?

That's all?

Go, go, run. Go. Get out. Go.

Not so fast. I would like to introduce you to our newest addition to the Ultra

Web. They said that they were all dying to meet you again.

Interesting. I wonder how this will work.

New game for the Ultra Web.

You've heard of marbles? I call this Bikers.

Let's make this simple, Keith.

My father of your life.

You know something? I am just paralyzed with fear.

Very nice.

That was a mistake.

Because now I'm just going to have to call for security!

Frank!

This animal, he just attacked me. I want you to kill him!

Mr. Keyes, I've seen this character before.

Send him back, Keyes. Just kill him! Frank, you're being used.

Send him back or die.

Don't do that!

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.

Because you're sure as hell not my Johnny.

Send him back!

Shoot him!

You better be back before he belongs.

He is.

Thank God, Dad, you're back.

Dad?