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It is the year 2020, and the world has changed.

In 2020, times are tough.

This man's tougher.

I have a trip to take you on.

Maybe the lady wants a new travel agent.

Hey!

Toxic.

Yo,

man, I'm just kidding.

You haven't just moved.

Pardon me, miss. Mind if I take out the trash?

Let me go. Let me go, man.

Allison Emery vanished from a Ginza Plex night spot the evening before last.

Pandora Rush, ditto.

Alexis Carmody, Candace Stevens, same.

A dozen women in six weeks.

Somebody's working overtime.

Until Superforce stopped an abduction last night.

Yeah, I interrogated the guy that he trashed after we cleaned him up a little

bit. He was local talent, though. Hired blind. I mean, he knew nothing.

Now it's time to shed a little light on the situation.

We're going undercover.

What, you and me?

Yes, you and me.

This is my problem.

21st century crime with a 20th century bug, huh?

Look, let me see what new kind of devices I can scare up.

Oh, by the way.

I assume you chose me to work with you because, well, you knew what a great

we'd make, right?

Let's put it this way.

We're all the precinct could afford.

Business becomes an artwork and it involves beauty.

I'm going to create beautiful human beings.

How ideal.

We've assembled quite a nice selection of candidates.

I think you'll be very pleased.

Oh, you're thinking too small, my lovely.

Genetic experiments, like all enterprises involving the unknown, may

failures.

I'm going to need at least a dozen candidates.

I'll keep collecting.

Miss Hayes, get me one perfect woman.

Yo, yo, baby, baby.

Hey.

Hey, baby.

You looking for a place to sit? I got a real lonely lap right here.

Swing in a minute.

Getting your approach means some work. I know I'm getting acne waiting for my

approach.

Picking up Carla yet?

I'm a blackjack man. My hunger for the phonic infiltration system can pick up a

bee in a hive.

When she gets here, she'll know it.

Hey, bartender, can I get another?

I feel

like a fat dude in a candy shop on a diet.

I'm almost going crazy.

I know. I can hear them from here.

Hey, man, what is this woman laughing?

Huh?

She's here.

Whoa.

Certainly is.

Zack, if she came to work dressed like that, the crooks would be beating down

her door to get into jail.

Get rid of your mouth now.

And who's your date?

Hey, baby.

What's your sign?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. You're dying here, man. You're dying in the

Really? Yeah, yeah. You got to tell them how beautiful their eyes are.

Eyes? Yeah, let me hear it.

Okay, I don't mean to sound pushy. Let me tell you what kind of beautiful eye

you have.

You know, man, it's like finding out that your mother was a stripper.

She was.

I got him. It's my pal. Don't worry about him.

Nice perfume.

Try mine.

I'm trying to teach him to roll.

Man, something's wrong.

Uh -uh. You know, something is wrong.

There's nothing wrong with my equipment.

It's too quiet in there.

There!

Captain?

You all right?

Who are you?

F. Becker Bitter.

Scientist extraordinaire.

Oh, yeah.

Backstage. Look, I know who you are and just what type of drug they hit you

with. So take it easy before the back of your head blows off.

Where are we?

All these beautiful women.

It should be heaven.

Instead, it's hell.

How come we get the private suite?

I found your wire, Captain.

My wire.

Okay, the wire I lent Zack.

You lent?

Anyway, they know you're not like the rest of the go -go dancers.

So you and me are on ice until they decide whether to steam us, Roast us or

us raw.

And what about these other women?

Near as I can eavesdrop.

They're part of some genetic experiment being planned by some big shot whose

name nobody seems to know.

I gotta get out of here.

I don't blame you.

You're part of the experiment too.

You can't blame yourself for losing FX and Captain Frost, Zack.

A good hit in the head will knock anybody for a loop.

This is ridiculous. We're never going to trace them with that little homing

device in FX's watch.

It just won't pick up.

Please, my boy, I have only two dimensions and I would hate to lose one

I'm sorry, man.

It's just like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Not really.

I've managed to locate him in some very unlikely places and... Did you find him?

I think so.

But it's a very weak pulse sac. It could be FX or somebody's microwave

overheated. Let's check it out.

So you picked up two cops and you messed up everything I hired you to do.

Just pack up the merchandise now.

Well, a better than my friend with the perfume.

It's just what he's looking for.

Who's he?

Don't keep me in suspense like this.

Don't touch me.

Wait a minute. Is this something I said?

All I'm contracted for is the women.

Contracted for?

What do you think you've got here? PV sets?

These are human beings!

Did that one strike your fancy?

Yes, I'm very pleased.

She's the infiltrator.

Not anymore.

Have you disposed of the young man?

I don't kill people, Mr. Huff.

Someone has to.

No.

Hey, man.

I'm sure glad you're here. Blow this lock and I'm out of here.

And just when I decided to challenge him to a fun game of Russian roulette...

Where's Carla?

They decided to take all the girls on the road.

Hey, man, wait a minute!

Thanks.

Gotta talk to that guy about being a little less impulsive.

Find out.

Done.

Thank you.

Captain, you alright?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Can I offer you ladies a lift?

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