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[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

NARRATOR: Johnny Domino was one of San Francisco'’s

hottest young jazz musicians,

but fate and a cosmic event

were about to change his life forever.

[LIGHTNING STRIKES]

[JOHNNY EXCLAIMS IN PAIN]

[WOMEN SCREAM]

What the doctors told him seemed impossible.

WALTON: John, your brain has managed

to acquire the capacity

to pick up certain frequencies like a radio.

But, Doc, I'’m only hearing bad stuff.

Yes, exactly.

You'’re tuned to the frequency of evil.

[MAN EXCLAIMS IN AGONY]

Who sent you?

[GUNSHOT FIRED]

[JOHNNY EXCLAIMS IN PAIN]

[CAR TIRE SCREECHING]

Hold it, now. I'’m on your side

[JOHNNY PANTING]

RALEIGH: A whole new line of super tools

developed for super policemen.

A belt which enables him to overcome gravity.

Fabrics which are virtually bulletproof.

A stealth mode which makes him seem to disappear.

A holographic display

which makes him appear to be where he ain'’t.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

MAN: She is remarkable.

The skin texture, the color.

Absolutely perfect.

At the risk of sounding mercenary,

how much?

Here in my clinic,

it would run approximately $100,000.

But I would imagine, Doctor, that in you Zurich palace,

the sky would be the limit.

Thank you, Lisa, that will be all.

And I must say, I'’ve never had a more beautiful demonstration model.

Thanks again, Doctor.

It'’s hard to believe that the whole left side of her face

was completely destroyed.

Yes, Doctor. Please, see for yourself.

Ten weeks ago, Lisa'’s face

was shredded by a rear-view mirror,

a windshield, and a 50-foot skid over asphalt.

This new technique is a quantum leap

in facial reconstruction.

May I see the schematic again?

Certainly.

[MACHINE BEEPS]

Miniaturization, Doctor.

That'’s the key.

The synthetic skin contains hundreds of micro motors per square inch,

which allow each cell to manipulate up, down,

in or out, in any direction,

giving us complete control of her facial features,

textures and expressions.

But the eyes, Doctor.

Yes. The asymmetry that makes nearly everyone'’s right eye

larger and rounder than their left.

But this, now, can be done, Doctor.

We live in a world with more and more information

on smaller and smaller chips.

How soon can I learn the procedures and techniques?

I promise, you'’ll be the first.

But in a few days, I may be able to show you

something even more remarkable.

Smoking isn'’t permitted here.

Take that outside.

And don'’t forget to take those.

Yes.

So, Mr. Bridges.

Any hot stock tips?

Always.

But maybe we should wait until you finish my face first.

[CHUCKLES] I see.

I see. If you'’re not happy with it,

then you'’ll put me into one of those illegal

equity swap schemes

that convicted you in the first place.

Something like that, yeah.

That'’s fair enough.

Have you been doing your facial mobility exercises?

You said two hours a day?

I'’ve been doing eight.

I'’m impressed.

Not much else to do when you'’re locked in a cage

for 24 hours a day.

Tone and color match are fine.

Let'’s see you smile.

And now a frown.

Lift your left eyebrow.

And now your right.

Excellent facial movement.

Thanks.

Wow.

Seems like I can move my face

a lot better now than before the attack.

DOCTOR: That'’s because this new synthetic dermal

stretches more easily than skin.

In the future someone might be able to alter his features

enough to look like a totally different person.

Well, Doctor...

the future'’s now.

[GRUNTS]

Thanks, Doc.

[DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]

Haskell?

Hey, Sam.

How do you like the new me?

[GASPS]

You look just like him.

Dr. Willis at your service, ma'’am.

[UPBEAT BLUES MUSIC PLAYING]

When he was a little kid,

he used to come to our house to practice on our piano.

Really?Yeah.

I didn'’t even know he could play.

Oh, he plays.Yeah.

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

That was my oldest friend, Lee Prescott, on the piano.

It'’s just his hobby.

His day job'’s a little shadier.

He'’s this area's new city councilman.

We'’ll be right back after a short break.

Hoo!

I'’m not so sure about that, Johnny.

Hey, you sounded great, Lee.

No. Thanks to Johnny.

He managed to cover some of my worst parts.

My specialty.

You still have some chops.

Oh, please.

It'’s pretty tough to find any practice time these days.

Although I do keep my fingers limber

by massaging local politicians'’ egos.

Mm. Doesn'’t seem to work with Mayor Booker, though, huh?

Oh, no, I think you mean Mayor "Big Foot" Booker.

You know, she has stomped every initiative I'’ve introduced so far.

My theory is that the City Council is like the NBA.

Rookies never get a real shot

until they establish themselves.

I hope you'’re right.

But just in case, Frank, as an ex-cop,

you can hook me up with a hit man, yeah?

For you, Lee, anything.

I appreciate that.[JOHNNY LAUGHS]

Mayor Booker once again finds herself defending her policies

against freshman city councilman, Lee Prescott.

[REPORTERS CLAMORING]

SAMANTHA: Patience, darling.

I know how anxious you are after being in jail so long,

but I wanna look my best.

One more question, Mayor.

[REPORTERS CLAMORING]

REPORTER: It would seem that Councilman Prescott

intends to use his seat to turn up the heat,

under the Mayor, that is.

BRIDGES: I'’ll show the Councilman some heat.

Dad always did like him best.

FRANK: I couldn'’t help it.

I mean, he'’s a bright, young man

with a lot of musical talent.

But he realizes that he also needs a real job.

[LAUGHS] A real job.

Excuse me.

I wonder if...

Oh, Sure. I'’ll be glad to.

Oh, actually...

I was talking to him.

[LAUGHS] Oh! The king is dead!

Long live the new king!

He'’s married.Thanks.

She is cute.

Hey, Charlie. Why the long face?

FRANK: You got a problem?

We got a problem, Frank.

One of our old collars just broke out of Terminal Bay Prison.

He could be headed this way.

Holler, the triple homicide?

Not Leonard, the mob hit guy?

Who else did we put into Terminal Bay?

I'’m surprised you don't remember, Frank.

Probably one of the most heinous, vicious criminals we ever ran across.

E. Haskell Bridges.

[LAUGHING]

Who'’s E. Haskell Bridges?

Some financial guru that cheated

a bunch of people out of millions.

Right, right. The name sounds familiar.

And you two put him away?

Wait a minute. How did he get to Terminal Bay

from that minimum security country club at Quincy?

He got in some sort of hassle with the guard

and the warden threw the book at him.

Word is after he got to Terminal Island,

some hard case took a knife to him

and carved half his face away.

I hear he'’s a pretty bitter boy.

Mm. I'’m sick of the noise and the traffic here already.

I wish we could go to your beach house in Marbella.

Sam, you know it'’s sold.

It'’s part of the judgment against me.

Hmm. What about St. Kitts, then?

Well, bless your greedy little heart.

You'’re trying to pump me about what assets I have left.

Haskell, you don'’t really think I'’m that mercenary, do you?

But of course, my love.

If I don'’t come up with the hidden treasure I promise to you,

you'’d be gone so fast, you'’d leave a vapor trail.

Oh, that is so unkind.

You do still have those offshore accounts, don'’t you?

Yes, Sam, I'’ll take you to your big score soon enough.

But first, I have a few little ones to settle here.

LEE: Mayor Booker?

Prescott, I didn'’t know you were still here.

I hope you'’re not wasting...

[GUNSHOTS]No! No!

Sergeant, you absolutely certain about this?

All right, I'’ll meet you at headquarters in 15.

Late night, Charlie?

Bad news, guys.

Charlie, you'’re not gonna try to...

We just arrested Lee Prescott.

Lee?For what?

Attempted murder.

Walked into City Hall and tried to pop Mayor Booker.

Come on, Charlie, you know that'’s bogus.

Not yet, I don'’t.

Apparently he did it right in front of a security camera.

It'’s all on tape.

CHARLIE: Can you imagine what a jury is gonna do with this?

Okay, I'’ve seen it. I still don'’t believe it.

I know this kid.

Let me talk to Lee.

It'’s not strictly within policy.

Oh, come on, Charlie...However...

since he'’s been asking for you,

and I'’m such a sweet guy.

Lee, come on in.

Thanks, Doug.

Hey, man.

Frank, thanks for coming.

I... I didn'’t do this.

I know how stupid that sounds after seeing what'’s on that tape,

but this is some kind of a frame up.

I know, Lee. We just wanna help you prove it.

Where were you last night, Lee?

That'’s just it. I'’ve got no alibi.

I went back to my office after dinner

to catch up on some paperwork.

Were you by yourself?

[SIGHS] Yeah.

RALEIGH: Well, if this isn'’t you on the tape,

then either someone'’s impersonating you...

FRANK: Or he'’s got an evil twin.

Or someone has doctored the tape.

Can they do that?

Hey, if they can make Fred Astaire dance with a vacuum cleaner...

[BRIDGES CHUCKLES]

And you dare to call me a samurai shopper.

You must have bought every beard, wig, and mustache in the place.

So much fun.

Do you remember the former dubbed Man of a Thousand Faces?

Sure. Michael Jackson?

No. Lon Cheney.

I'’m planning on beating both of them.

So instead of having just one man,

you'’ll have your choice of a thousand.

Mm. Well, you know how I love smorgasbords.

[CHUCKLING]

Let'’s go home so you can show me your Mel Gibson.

The first thing we have to decide

is which lines of investigation to pursue.

I have a friend who can detect if there'’s been any tampering,

if I can examine the original surveillance tape.

That'’s very good. What about us, Johnny?

What?Wha...

Where are you, son?

Did you, uh...

I got a feeling Lee wasn'’t being totally honest with us.

You don'’t really think that Lee had anything to do...

I think he'’s just not telling us everything.

SAMANTHA: I love your new suits, darling.

And I love shopping.

What'’s next?

BRIDGES: You know, I think we could use

a little walking around money.

I want you to call this bank

and tell them they'’re about to have a very special guest.

What do you think?

Unbelievable.

Okay.

Christine, thank you very much. Run along, please.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]

Back to work, everyone. I'’ll handle this.

Sir, it is a great honor.

Warren Buckley, bank president.

Nice to meet you.

Um, if you could...

step over to my desk, that would be really great.

Your assistant told me your situation.

And, you know, once I lost my wallet in Acapulco on vacation, and you know...

It happens.

You'’re not supposed to drink the water.

A lot of cervezas, margaritas...

One thing, well...

If you'’d like to sign a counter check

I'’ll have them prepare the 10,000 in cash.

More if you think you need it.

No, I think that'’s plenty.

That'’ll be fine. Thank you, Warren.

"Warren." Okay. All right.

Let me just look this up here, okay?

[WARREN CHUCKLES]

Hope you'’re entertained.

Oh, Charlie, I was just...

You were just what? Breaking and entering?

Stay away from my desk. How many times I gotta tell you?

This concerns me, Charlie.

This is all about Bridge'’s escape.

Look, what does this mean here about not...

An ex-con smashed his face, okay?

He broke jail while the doc was treating him.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]Come on in.

Hi, Frank.Hey, Lee.

I'’ll be right back.

Keep a lot of air between you and that desk, Frank.

How are Gina and the kids?

They'’re fine, they really are.

She must be going nuts.She'’s fine. She's fine.

Johnny and I went over the crime scene

and we couldn'’t find anything

that those lab guys missed.

I was hoping maybe you might'’ve come up with something.

I'’m trying. Believe me, I'’m trying.

Lee, somebody wouldn'’t ordinarily go through this much trouble

to frame a stranger, you know what I mean?

I know. Unless there is some huge reason,

or obvious suspect.

I'’ve been racking my brain, Frank.

There is no one.

What about when you worked at the DA'’s office?

That was for ten months, seven years ago.

Just out of law school, I was working the white collar division.

I didn'’t prosecute any violent offenders.

No murderers, no rapists, crazies, nothing.

Hello, hello.FRANK: Raleigh.

Any sign of tampering with that original tape?

Uh, no, no.

They'’re gonna run some more sophisticated tests,

but it'’s a long shot.

We may have caught a break.

Just got an anonymous call from a woman

who says she knows someone who can put Lee at his office during the shooting.

You got any idea who that could be?

No. None at all. I...

[SIGHS]

[CAMERA CLICKS]

[CAMERA CLICKS]

[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING]

♪ Another Saturday night Just after ten o'’clock

♪ The band was getting started And things begin to rock

♪ You can hear the toes tapping And hear the fingers snapping

♪ And the joint'’s filling up With hot chicks and cool cats

♪ They'’re here to have A good time

♪ Dancing the night away

♪ There'’s all kind of folks That seem to dig the scene

♪ You can see them in their 80s Right down to their teens

♪ Jumpin'’, jivin' jitterbuggin'’ All night long

♪ If the band can play it They'’re going to dance

♪ '’Cause they're here to have A good time

♪ Dancing the night away...

That'’s him.

Frank Dominus.

The one who put me in that hell hole.

Well, he certainly has one amazing son.

[MUSIC CONTINUES]

You'’re referring to his talent, of course?

Of course, darling. What else?

BRIDGES: Do you think that it'’s true

that most parents think that losing a child

is worse than, uh...

dying themselves?

Sure.

Why?

I was just wondering how I could arrange for both.

[COUGHING]

[SCREAMS]

JESSICA: Help!

[COUGHING]

[RAPID BEEPING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

RALEIGH: You'’re sure that Jessica'’s gonna be okay?

She already called from the hospital,

wondering about the damage.

They say that it'’s nothing structural, mostly cosmetic.

Plus the smell from water.

Johnny.Dad.

I thought I sent you home to bed 20 minutes go?

First of all, I'’m your father.

You don'’t send me to bed, I send you.

Now, I ran into Shules.

He'’s the arson investigator on this one.

Is it?

What? Oh, arson. Yeah.

Definitely, he said.

Amateur hour all the way.

You think someone could be after Jessica?

She usually is not here this late.

Is it possible the target could have been you?

NEWS REPORTER: The hottest jazz club in the city

became too hot late last night,

as fire broke out at The House of Soul.

However, club headliner, Johnny Domino,

proved he'’s the coolest musician around

when he managed to rescue club owner Jessica Rodgers.

Sorry, dear. Domino looks fine.

Very fine.

BRIDGES: Careful, Sam, you'’re melting the glass.

So you'’re not upset your plan failed?

Oh, the plan was just a little experiment.

Everything is perfectly under control.

Besides, it'’ll keep them from seeing the real pattern

until it'’s too late.

Jessica looked good.Yeah.

Doctor says that he'’s gonna release her this afternoon.

Oh, aren'’t we going to the club?

It'’s back there.

No, I wanna make a stop first.

See if we can find this witness who saw Lee in his office.

You got a line on?

More like a hunch.

A hunch?Yeah.

What do you got?

I think Lee was lying about his alibi.

He got one.

Why would he deny something that could prove his innocence?

To protect something more important.

More important than his career?

His family.

So you think that Lee was in the office with another woman?

I'’ve got a list of Lee's office staff.

One of them looks promising.

JOHNNY: Lynn Sprogg?

You are Johnny Domino.

I thought it was a joke when you buzzed up.

I'’ve seen you play.

Great. Uh, this is Raleigh Jordan.

Hi, how do you do?Hello.

Councilman Prescott is a close friend of mine.

I know. He recommended the club.

Lee knows so many cool people.

Lee'’s a cool guy.

Isn'’t he?

We were hoping you would help us out with the trouble he'’s in.

Sure. Anything.Ah, it'’s really simple.

All you need you to do is say a few words into this tape recorder.

What for?

JOHNNY: Somebody called the police station

and said they could prove that Lee was in his office when the crime happened,

but didn'’t leave a name.

So we'’re trying to eliminate this staff from suspicion.

I don'’t understand.

The call came in on a recorded line, so the police have it.

So all we need to do is run a voice comparison of the two

to see if it will match. Ready?

No, wait.

I don'’t want to.

Why not, Lynn? Did you make the call?

Lying won'’t help Lee.

I didn'’t lie.

I was with him in his office.

So you'’re having an affair?

No.

I showed up that night to tell Lee that I was in love with him.

And he turned you down?

Not completely. We...

We were still talking about it when all the commotion started.

Anyway, Lee told me not to tell anybody.

But I couldn'’t just let him go to prison. I love him.

And I don'’t care who knows it.

Like his wife?

BRIDGES: Hey, Frank, you'’re under arrest.

[VOICE CHANGING] Hey, Frank, you'’re under arrest.

[IN CHARLIE'’S VOICE] Hey, Frank, you'’re under arrest.

CHARLIE: Okay, so it looks like him.

WARREN: That'’s my point. It looks exactly like him.

How was I to know?

You didn'’t try to verify his ID?

Oh, come now, Lieutenant.

I'’m supposed to ask for ID from him?

Yeah, right.

But from me, the bank asked for a blood sample

and a thumb print of my firstborn baby.

Policies.

Leave the tape. I'’ll see what I can do.

Thank you.

[SIGHS] Great.

CHARLIE: That the girl?

Lee'’s anonymous witness.

A staff member. Lynn Sprogg.

She says Lee was in his office with her when the incident happened.

My guess is they weren'’t just doing paperwork.

No, no, no. She said nothing ever happened.

They were still exploring their feelings.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Thanks.

Got a reception tonight for some hotshot from Scotland Yard.

Brown-nosing mandatory.

So this girl...

She could be lying to save Lee'’s skin.

No. He worked too hard to keep her secret.

Well, then, if Lee isn'’t on that tape,

I just got myself a second impostor.

Second? Numero duo.

Check it out.

Sure looks like him, man.

It'’s not.

Wait a minute. Someone'’s hiring look-alikes to commit crimes?

Makes sense to use someone like him to rob a bank.

It'’s not much of a score, though.

No, it'’s not.

So who'’s going through all this to frame Lee Prescott?

And how did they find a double for him?

I asked first.

Inspector. Lieutenant Charlie Dann.

I'’ve got a question for you.

Certainly.

When are you Limeys gonna get out of Northern Ireland?

I really don'’t think this is the time.

Time? Eight hundred years isn'’t enough time?

What do you think you'’re doing?

Toasting our guest, Chief.

I got him.

I'’m sorry.

I thought you were somebody else.

Well, you thought wrong.

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

How'’d it go?

[IN BRITISH ACCENT] Oh, it was a fabulous party,

until some Moorish cop rolled in,

right in front of the local news media.

It sure beats the nine to five.

BRIDGES: And that'’s the end of Lieutenant Dann'’s career.

Now, one last score to settle.

You know, I'’ve decided that Lieutenant Dominus shouldn'’t just die.

He should disappear without a trace.

You know, buried in the desert, or...

dumped in the Bay to wash out to sea.

Why?

So his precious son can look for him for the rest of his life.

You know, sometimes you are really scary.

I know.

Let'’s go.

This is Elaine Barnes on the scene of a breaking news event.

Pay attention to the unidentified man

talking to Chief Inspector Grimes.

In a room filled with police officers,

the guest of honor ironically became

the victim of a crime.

Charlie?

Hey, Johnny. Johnny, come here.

You won'’t believe what I just saw here.

I know. I know. I saw it a half hour ago.

I don'’t think it's Charlie.

Another look-alike?

I checked his place.

I was hoping you might know where he is.

I haven'’t seen him since yesterday morning.

[CREAKING]Shh.

[SOFTLY] Keep talking. Keep talking.

Uh, but I went by Jessica'’s

this morning about four o'’clock,

and there she was, wringing her hands,

you know, over all that damage.

FRANK: Jessica is...

Johnny!

When'’s my birthday?

The day after mine, but I'’m still not getting you anything.

Hey, Charlie.

You need to work on your people'’s skills, you know that?

So I said to Jessica, you know,

"That wood paneling is kind of hard to replace, that old stuff.

"And it'’s tricky to kind of match the grain..."

Dad, Dad.

You'’re boring the fish, Frank.

Well, if it isn'’t Charlie Dann, big TV star.

Now you'’re boring me, Frank.

You know that wasn'’t me.

FRANK: Got a good alibi?

Oh, yeah. Phony call from a phony dispatcher

to a bogus homicide scene that leads nowhere.

How'’s that one?

Sounds pretty solid to me.

You know, Charlie, this clone of yours,

it probably makes you a part of Lee'’s situation.

Which brings us right back to our revenge motive.

And I'’m drawing as big a blank as he is.

Maybe adding you to the mix

will give Lee some new ideas.

You think I could see him this late?

I don'’t know.

McGuire'’s on the late shift.

He'’s a buddy.

Yeah, talk to him.

Find a place for Charlie to stay.

Mm. Right.Okay.

Sorry, guys. I don'’t think Dann and I ever worked together

on a case involving a violent felony.

How about a felony that got plea bargained down to a misdemeanor?

No. I mean, I can'’t think of one.

You can'’t remember ever having Charlie

on a witness stand in a felony case?

No. I mean, unless you count the E. Haskell Bridges case.

But you knew all about that.

So where are we on this?

Nowhere.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Excuse me for interrupting.

Are you Lieutenant Dann?

No, we'’re just using his office.

I see. Could you tell me where I could reach him?

Is this an emergency?

I'’m Dr. Willis.

I flew down here with some very important information

regarding a man named E. Haskell Bridges.

FRANK: Yeah, I'’ll swing by in a few minutes.

And Harry, listen. Thanks. I really appreciate this.

Yeah.

It'’s great.

Paulito'’s got a cabin cruiser on the other side of the bay.

It'’s yours... Well, actually mine for a week.

Sold.

I'’m gonna go pick up the keys.

You stay here, lay low, while I get back, okay?

Where else am I gonna go?Yeah.

I'’ll get some supplies, too, while I'’m out.

When I get back, I'’ll give you the old signal.

[DOOR CREAKING]

They say the memory is the second thing to go, Frank.

So, what'’d you forget?

Actually, I didn'’t forget anything.

I just needed your help to get back at your old partner.

[BRIDGES HUMMING]

So you'’re saying this Bridges can change his face

to resemble anyone he wants?

Apparently, when he escaped,

he transformed his face into an exact copy of mine.

I had no idea that he could

manipulate this technology so well.

So Bridges is after Dann and me because we put him in prison?

There was another cop involved, the one who really nailed him.

Johnny...

Answering machine. Let'’s go.

[CAR HONKING]

Oh, the things I do for you, Charlie.

Mm-hmm.

You tired?

Yeah.

Well, just close your little eyes.

Uncle Frank will have you snug in your bed.

Charlie.

Charlie?

[MUFFLED GRUNTING]

Pull over, Frank.

Why?Pull over!

Why? What'’s the matter?

We got a jumper.

What are you talking about, Charlie?

I don'’t see any jumper.

Come on, Frank.

FRANK: Hey, Charlie.

Charlie, where'’d you go?

Charlie, where are you?

Charlie, where'’d you go?

Charlie, what'’s the matter?

JOHNNY: Bad choice.

I got him, son. I got him.

Dad?Yeah?

[GUN CLICKS]

Night, night, Daddy.

[SCREAMING]

It'’s okay, Dad.

[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING]

♪ Now, folks, here'’s a story About Minnie the Moocher

♪ She was a red hot Hoochie-coocher

♪ She was the roughest Toughest frail

♪ But Minnie had a heart As big as a whale

♪ Hi-dee hi-dee Hi-dee hi

♪ Hi-dee hi-dee Hi-dee hi...

Pulled another body out of the Bay this afternoon.

Bridges?

No.

If this creep has changed faces, how can you be sure?

It was an 80-year-old woman.

He'’s good, but he'’s not that good.

You think that Bridges will ever,

pardon the expression, surface again?

Well, in the spring when the water warms up,

more than flowers pop up.

[SAMANTHA CHUCKLING]

Mm. Mm-hmm.

I love that one.

I'’ve noticed.

Do it again.

All in good time, Sam, all in good time.

I'’ve got big plans for Johnny Domino,

and this space face of mine.

Nah. I guarantee you. E. Haskell Bridges

got swept out the sea by the current.

I'’ll lay you 100 bucks we'’ll never see any one of his faces again.

♪ The King of Sweden

♪ He gave her things That she was needin'’

♪ He built her a house

♪ Of gold and steel

♪ A diamond car

♪ With platinum wheels

♪ Poor Minnie

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]