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This is the story of Walter
Nebuchadnezzar.

Doing what he likes best, fighting crime
in the streets.

You see, Walter's a policeman.

Unfortunately, the chief doesn't want
Walter on the streets.

Captain, get back to your cage, boy.

Now! So Walter must fight crime in his
own way, in the computer room.

That's where he's an expert.

Fortunately for me... Walter's advanced
knowledge of electronics led him to

experiment with what is called a
hologram.

That's a very fancy word for a three
-dimensional picture that, when

can be made to look real, sound real.

As a matter of fact, given enough power,
it can even be made to feel real.

That's kind of what got me into this
world.

My name is Auto Man.

You must be Walter Nebeka.

How did you know that? It's on the
programming you fed into my system. I

say, Walter, you're very good. Very good
indeed.

I look wonderful.

If you do say so yourself.

You programmed me to be honest.

But tell me, why did you call me Auto
Man? It means that you're the world's

first truly automatic man.

You can do anything because you're not
real.

Oh, but I am. I'm as real as you are,
just different.

And thanks to you, perfect.

Nobody's perfect, Auto Man.

That's not true, Walter.

You've programmed me to observe other
people and do whatever they can do as

as they can do it.

Jimmy Connors playing tennis, John
Travolta dancing.

In fact, on a scale of one to ten, think
of me as an eleven.

I've created a monster.

No, what Walter really created was a
wonderful force for good.

Auto Man.

That's me.

The last of the automatic rifles. Ammo.

Plastique's all wired. Good.

Come on, give us a hold here.

I hope you two brother officers can
explain why you're loading police

into that truck.

Tony, wait.

I can explain.

Come on, lineman, out of the truck.

Hands out in front, nice and slow.

Guy's dead.

What are we going to do now?

We're going to cover our tracks.

Okay, okay, now let me see if I got this
straight. There were three guys.

You only saw the face on one, and that
was Frank Cooney, is that right?

It's like I told you, Lieutenant.

Me and Co went over to question Cooney.
Two guys came up from behind us and hit

us with chloroform. And there you were,
you were unconscious the rest of the

time. Yes, sir.

Captain wants to see you.

Okay, guys, that'll be all. Do we need
anything else before we get in touch

him? Thanks, Luke.

Can

we

talk?

Not now, Walt.

I think you know Lieutenant Whitaker of
Internal Affairs.

Yes, sir. We've had the pleasure.

I'll, uh... I'll get right to the point.
I'm taking you off the Cooney

investigation.

So right at this time, I think it would
be a mistake... I'm sure we're all very

interested in what you think,
Lieutenant, but the fact is it's an

affairs matter.

Well, that remains to be established,
doesn't it?

What are we going to establish it with?
The testimony of those two officers,

Lyman and Co.? That's all we've got,
Jack.

All right, now, look, just for the sake
of argument, suppose those two men are

lying. All the more reason to handle it
through IAD.

You want it, you got it.

Is he always so pleasant?

Can we talk now?

What's on your mind?

It's about Frank Cooney. Oh, tell
Lieutenant what's his name. Boyd just

off the case.

He can't do that. Well, he did.

Lieutenant.

Frank Cooney and I were classmates at
the police academy.

He was a good buddy of mine.

We wound up in different units, so we
haven't seen each other for a while.

But he was a good cop.

I can't believe that he'd be involved in
that heist.

A little late for a character witness.

But that's not all.

A couple of weeks ago, Cooney came by
the computer room and asked me for some

help. Yeah, what kind of help?

At first, he asked me to run up some
data for him, off the record.

It all seemed like pretty routine stuff.

Inventories, duty rosters, things like
that. So what's the problem?

The other day, he came by and asked for
the stock inventory and duty roster for

the armory.

Ah.

That's a problem.

Well, you better tell Whitaker
immediately.

That's a guy you don't want to cross.
He's liable to be our next DA.

I just know Frank Cooney was no crook.

His family loses everything if he gets
pinned for this thing.

What would you do if you were me?

Would you sell out your buddy?

Well, I can't tell you what to do.

I know I'd be very careful about going
by the book. If you don't tell Whitaker,

he can nail you for withholding
evidence, and he'd do it, too.

To answer your question, no.

No.

I'd never run out on a friend.

Thanks.

Waller.

Don't forget, you are my friend.

Greetings, Walter.

Hi, Otto.

Have you had a chance to go through that
data that I fed you?

Yes, and I've also been monitoring
police transmissions.

Frank Cooney was a friend of yours,
wasn't he?

We went through the academy together.

And now you believe your friend is
innocent of the allegations against him,

though the evidence points to the
contrary.

Exactly. Then what was he doing at the
armory last night?

Following up on a personal investigation
of some kind.

Only problem is...

Captain Boyd's handed the whole case
over to Internal Affairs.

Getting in the way of IAD is like laying
down in front of a steamroller.

Walter, in a case such as this where the
investigators are investigated, who

investigates the investigators?

What does that mean?

Well, I'm not sure, but it's rather
poetic, don't you think?

Walton, did you realize that
statistically the Silver Corvette is

the black Porsche in terms of owners
with macho hang -ups?

They have a statistic on that? They do
now.

Lyman's getting out of the car.

There's Coe.

Well, what say?

Shall we join them?

Capital idea, Watson.

I thought you were Watson.

Hey, wait a minute. You can't go in
there like that.

Fred, I won't be going anywhere if we
don't locate a power source soon.

You're right.

You do look a little fuzzy around the
edges.

I think I can manage a costume change.
How about a nice tuxedo and white

No, no, no. This is L .A. Keep it
simple. Oh, pitch a look.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, what a hunk.

Wow.

Otto.

You must be one of the magicians in the
show here.

We heard they had great magic here, but
wow!

Perfect. Uh, not quite.

You are a magician. I can't wait to see
the whole show.

I hope to see more of you inside.

Otto, you're too much. For what?

Oh, never mind.

The cops are going into the back, Otto.

Good. I hope I can find some kind of
power source back there.

I'm very weak.

Ah, just what the doctor ordered.

Try not to draw attention to yourself.

You're not drawing attention to
yourself?

No, just current.

What a rush.

of my generator.

She's broke.

What am I going to do?

I got a seance of five minutes. I got no
special effects.

What's a seance, Walter? I have nothing
on my program on it.

Oh, well, it's kind of hard to explain.

It's where people get together and try
to contact disembodied spirits.

Why do you need a special effects
machine?

Everybody wants visuals.

Too much for a medium working alone.

All these people get together for the
sole purpose of scaring themselves to

death? Oh, this kind of stuff is real
popular these days.

Psychics, fortune tellers, mediums. You
know, they're even using psychic

detectives in police work.

Really? Do they use special effects
machines too, Walter?

Well, here goes a big flopola.

You stay here and keep an eye out for
the others.

I'm going to check on that one.

This is very dangerous.

Why are you here?

We want our money, Dumont.

You'll get your money after we turn the
arms over to our buyer.

That wasn't our deal.

Noah's killing a police officer.

Look, I am not here to play games.

Our deal was to let you get the guns out
of the armory. Now, we did that.

You owe us 50 grand apiece.

And if we don't start seeing it soon,
you're going to have to start sleeping

with your eyes open.

Now, you are obviously very confused.

See, there's no evidence connecting me
with any of your action.

And as of the moment that officer died,
you ceased to be in my employ. Now I own

you.

So, you will do exactly as you were
told, and never again will you threaten

Now, we make delivery in three days.

Don't come back till then.

Lose something?

Look what the cat drew again.

I caught this guy sneaking around
outside the door.

Nice office.

I don't want to know just what you...
There you are. Come on, the seance is

about to begin.

And just who are you?

What? We're with Madame Russo, of
course. I'm in charge of special

She has a special effects machine.

Oh, not anymore. We're breaking in a new
concept.

Much more visual. Come on, Walter. It's
time for work. Mister.

Hold him while I check his story.

But he needs me to... Don't worry,
Walter. I think I can handle this one

Well, I sure hope so.

Ladies and gentlemen, the High Spirit
Club is proud to present... Madame

Join hands at your tables.

Howling wind and midnight dew.

Spirit old and spirit new.

Open up thy earthly tomb.

Soul to limbo, walking dead.

Rise up from thy tortured death.

So, what about the special effects?

Cursor?

really checks out.

All right, we're leaving.

Don't forget what I said.

Likewise.

Well, uh, nice, uh, nice meeting you
all.

Certainly. There they go!

Excuse us, lady.

Thank you.

Curther?

Otto, it's Lieutenant Whitaker.

Get in.

It's the two ladies. See me.

Never since.

Do you mind telling me exactly what
you're doing here?

Seeing the show.

What about you? What brings you out club
hopping? Shouldn't you be drumming up

boats?

I think where I go, it's pretty much my
own business.

Don't you?

computer guy from headquarters.

Nebaker. I just ran into him outside.

That's not a good sign, Raleigh.

No, it isn't.

Especially since those two trigger
-happy cops you set up for me just

here complaining.

And that's it.

Nebaker must have tailed them here.

And that means he's put you guys
together.

I assume you can handle that?

Wally, I think you may be in trouble.

What for?

I don't know.

These

were

recovered from Frank Cooley's personal
effects.

Among them...

It's a stock report from the police
armory.

Do you recognize them?

Yes, sir. Did you or did you not provide
Officer Cooney with this information?

I did, sir, but... You mean you ran
classified police material without a

clearance?

Sir, usually the guys need their
information in a hurry.

Sometimes it takes so long to get
clearance.

Except in this case, the material you
ran was directly related to this

investigation.

And Frank Cooney is a prime suspect.

Frank Cooney was an honest cop.

Suppose you tell us just exactly what
you were doing at that club last night.

followed Lyman and Co. there.

I was doing a little snooping on my own.

You were what? I mean, were you aware
that this case has been turned over to

Internal Affairs?

Yes, sir, but I thought... Officer,
never sir.

As of now, you are officially a suspect
in this investigation.

Under the circumstances, I'm going to
have to ask for an indefinite

I'm sorry, kid.

Phone records, interviews, bookings.

There's got to be something.

Not now, Cursor. I'm right in the middle
of some important data.

Hello, Walter.

I thought you might be interested. I've
been doing some research into the use of

psychic detectives in police work.

Otto, I'm kind of busy, and I think...
It's a fascinating field.

Mind reading, telepathy, psychokinesis.

All child's play, really. Watch this.

Cursor.

Huh.

That's very nice, Otto.

But I really don't have time for party
games. I found what I've been looking

for. Oh, yes.

I dug that up through a friendly little
word processor I know over on Lieutenant

Whitaker's personal staff.

You think it's significant?

Significant? It tells me exactly what my
friend Frank Cooney was investigating.

Look at this.

Coe and Lyman were under investigation
by Whitaker prior to the armory robbery.

Yes, but according to that, the case was
closed.

But it doesn't say why.

It could have been for insufficient
evidence.

But the important thing is that those
cops had already been in trouble before.

And for some reason, Whitaker didn't
mention it. Odd.

since it certainly does reflect on their
testimony.

Jack and the captain have got to listen
to me now.

See you later, Otto.

Oh, and thank that little word processor
for me.

And do me a favor.

Stay out of trouble, will you?

I agree.

He's going into battle with about as
much chance as General Custer.

The important thing is, Walter needs my
help.

I can't let him face those people alone.

In fact...

Why not give him some federal help?

A special new branch that deals with
precisely what we came here to talk to

about, Cursor.

Psychic investigations.

Of course he won't like it. He never
likes it when I go off by myself.

But it always works out, doesn't it?

That's your opinion.

Get over here.

I need something to wear that says
Washington.

Red psychic.

That's all we need around here.

The term is psychic investigator.

Somehow I don't connect you with this
kind of work. Weren't you in computers

something? That was before I was
reassigned to this new detail. It's

rage in Washington.

Sounds like hogwash to me.

Wally!

I've got some information on Lieutenant
Winokur.

I need to see the captain or Jack right
away.

Wally, would you give it up?

You're making a fool of yourself.

Besides, no one can see you right now.
They're all in the captain's office with

some guy from Washington who's going to
help solve the armory case.

What guy from Washington?

I don't know. I was away from my desk.

He didn't even have an appointment.

He must be a big shot. They rushed him
right in.

This is his card.

Agent Mann.

Justice Department.

Office of Special Psychic Investigation.

Washington, D .C.

Oh, my God.

Those guns could be anywhere in the
world by now.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

You know, we've heard a lot about you
back in D .C.

We're keeping an eye on you. A very
close eye.

Oh.

I'm afraid that my commitments are right
here for the time being.

I'm making a stab at D .A.

As a matter of fact, we're kicking off
the campaign this afternoon with a,

Tennis tournament at the country club.

Look, this has gone far enough. I'm
going in there right now.

Why not?

For your own good, I am not letting you
near there.

Yes, sir.

We're on our way to the party, Roxanne.

Yes, sir.

You are going to stay here until they're
gone, and then you won't get into any

more trouble than you're already in.

I'll admit, when they first asked me to
enter this new field, I was skeptical,

like you, Captain. What changed your
mind?

Some of our early experiments.

In fact, I'll demonstrate a few of our
techniques at the party.

Yes, I got to see.

Yeah, well, I'll miss that action if you
don't mind. I'll see you later, all

right?

Coming, Roxanne?

Well, I was just organizing your speech,
and I have to lock up a few things.

I'll be along right away now.

Let her go.

Won't be a party without you.

You? Even you're going to the party?

And you're calling him Malcolm?

The guy that's trying to bury me.

Wally, I'm sorry the two of you don't
get along over this one case.

But Malcolm's a nice guy.

Even the captain says he'll make a great
DA.

Oh, yeah. I can see that.

He'll get his man every time, guilty or
not.

I have to go, Wally. I'm sorry.

Look, try to pull yourself together.

Things have got to get better.

Not only here to have a good time, but
to elect the next and greatest district

attorney in the history of Los Angeles.
Be generous in your contribution.

You can drop a grand in the kitty on the
way down to the showers. She said, boy,

you keep this up, you're going to be 100
% by nightfall.

That is the plan.

Your game's looking pretty sharp, old
stick.

I got a lot of practice when I was a
kid.

I can take you.

That sounds pretty heavy.

Do I sense a chance here to help the old
campaign coffers?

Now, to tell you the truth, if we play,
I'm afraid we'll only be helping my

campaign coffers. I'm thinking of
running myself.

Not for D .A. No.

For president.

It's, uh, Dad's dream.

But that's years down the line. Still,
you can't get started raising money too

soon. What should we make it?

I've been playing for a thousand a game,
but I warn you, I'm up 25.

What say we play for the chest?

One set?

One game.

After all, you have other guests who are
anxious to get a shot at you.

One game for $25 ,000.

You're on.

You're right.

Get out of your warm -ups. We'll volley
until you're ready.

I'm always ready.

One game, $25 ,000, and you're not going
to warm up?

It's as warm as I get.

Look, either you're here to line my
pockets or you know something I don't

Who do you think you are, John McEnroe?

I could play like McEnroe, although with
the mix of company, I'm afraid the

language might get abusive.

Man, you serve.

Thank you, I will.

Oh, by the way, I've been watching your
game, Malcolm.

Good serve.

Good volley.

But, uh, your service return could use a
little polish.

I was checking in the state in college.
You don't get there with a weak return.

Ball stopped dead.

How'd you do that?

Backspin.

Move in a few steps.

I'll take a little off.

I wouldn't get cocky after one lucky
serve.

Right you are.

Just like an investigation.

Just because you get lucky one day
doesn't mean you'll be just as lucky the

next.

For example, uh...

Discovering that Cohen and Lyman were
already under investigation by your

department before the armory robbery was
a shot in the dark.

What did you say?

Dirty love.

Just what do you want to, man? What's
going on here, huh? Is this tennis or

chicanery?

Well, I can only speak for my half of
the game. It's tennis.

Forty -love, to be exact.

As for chicanery, someone in your
department seems to have erased any

your earlier investigation into those
two offices.

Then how could you know about it?

Well, computers are fallible, just like
people.

That's why they always have backup
memories.

Backup memory?

In case of...

accidental erasure.

Whoever wiped out that file on Cohen
Lyman didn't know enough about how

computers function.

Now, are you ready to play this match
serve?

It's worth $25 ,000.

I have nothing to hide, man.

If you did see a file, which I will
admit did exist at one time, then you

know it was marked closed for a very
good reason.

Such as?

They'd been set up, probably by Frank
Cooney.

Oh, got himself killed by mixing with
slime.

I didn't bring up a false accusation
because I didn't want to see two

men framed by one crooked cop. Now go
ahead and serve.

I don't think I'd go so far as to swear
to their innocence, Whitaker.

Cohen Lyman just tried to build me a new
face.

Good game, Lieutenant.

But you keep your money.

You'll be needing it. All I want is a
couple of answers.

I want the racket.

What kind of racket is that?

Why, it's a regulation auto racket.

Of course.

It's true.

I did have those two men under
investigation.

And I did give the appearance of closing
the matter, but it was only to get

their guard down.

What about Raleigh Dumont?

He's got priors on this kind of thing.

He happens to have been cooperating with
my department by pretending to be a

buyer. With his background, I thought we
could pull it off.

Till you interfered, Nebisher, and
scared them all off.

You see, Nebish, I told you there was an
explanation.

You. have interfered with my
investigation for the last time.

Captain, I intend to file formal
criminal charges against this man.

Excuse me.

I suppose you think I beat myself up.

No, Wally.

I'm sure some of Cole and Lyman's
friends in the department did exactly

said.

They tried to avenge fellow officers you
were accusing of crime.

Maybe even murder.

So, unless I can tie them directly to
the armory robbery, it's never going to

anything more than my word against
theirs.

And you can't do that under suspension,
son.

And what Whitaker has lined up for
you...

is going to be like a slap on the wrist
compared to what I'm going to have to do

to you.

Thanks for all your support.

If there's nothing else, I'll run along
too.

Agent Mann, you seem to have Wally's
ears. Why don't you pound some sense

his head?

I'll do the best I can.

I thought that went pretty well.

You thought that went pretty well? I'm
forever banned from setting foot in the

department. Tomorrow I'm to be indicted
on criminal charges and marked for

extinction by some elite police hit
squad. And you have the nerve to say you

think things went pretty well?

You're a fit.

We'll talk about it on the way home.

It's all over, Otto.

I've lost my job, my girl, my
reputation.

What else is there to lose?

You still have me.

Yeah.

But even you can't save this one.

I've been trying to figure the
connection between Whitaker and Dumont.

You don't suppose Whitaker's a gambler,
do you?

No, I know he is. This afternoon he
didn't hesitate to accept a wager for

,000.

Two or three bad bets like that could
put you in a lot of trouble.

How can we make him blow his cover?

When attempting to break a chain,
Walter, one must hammer at the weakest

Do you have any pictures of Frank
Cooney?

Something we might build a hologram
from?

No, I... Wait a minute.

Back at the academy, we had this course
in surveillance techniques and

equipment. You know, how to use a
camera, how to use a bug.

On our final, Cooney actually went on a
drug stakeout.

He set up the deal and I shot it.

Talent is even pretty good.

How you doing, man?

You talking?

See anybody else standing here?

Unfortunately, we couldn't get the guy
to show his face.

Well, we got to see anyway.

That's enough.

I've got a program.

Program?

What do you have in mind?

An illusion.

Well, hi, fellas.

How's the old fifth feeling?

Pretty sore, huh?

Shove off, Nevis, before I bust you for
trespassing.

I just came down to warn you guys.

About what?

Nothing much.

Just that Whitaker plans to pin the
whole thing on you.

That is, after he has you conveniently
deep -sixed.

You must really be desperate, kid.

Oh, no.

See, I have nothing to lose.

I'd just rather put you in jail than
fish your corpses out of the channel.

You know, of course, that he's reopened
the investigation into those burglaries

you guys were involved in.

Before the armory robbery.

Hey, man, we were cleared.

Only because it suited the lieutenant's
purposes.

Just like nailing near the wall suits
them now.

You don't believe me?

Ask him yourself.

Showtime.

Lieutenant, they just drove up. How are
you set for backups?

I got a couple of units standing by.

I hope you know what you're doing.

Pull another fiasco like the other day
at the country club. You're going to be

making little ones out of big ones.

Okay. This is it.

Yeah, that'll be just fine. Yeah.

All right.

Buyers are ready to take delivery
tonight.

What about Lyman and Co.? Once at sea,
they'll be disposed of.

See, their disappearance will be seen as
an admission of guilt.

It's the only way, Malcolm.

Lyman and Co. just came in.

You know what to do, Malcolm.

Keep an eye on those two older

Listen, I'm sorry I didn't contact you
guys sooner, but there were some

things... What did I hear about you
reopening the investigation into those

burglaries? Where'd you get a silly idea
like that from, huh? The computer cop.

And you believe it? Yeah.

You guys are bigger suckers than I
thought you were. This whole thing has

crazy.

Now, you can keep my part of the money.
I'm out of this.

Don't be stupid.

I'll get you guys covered.

We make delivery tonight.

We all get paid off and it is over.

Good evening, Malcolm.

Out for a little entertainment, I see.

Agent Mann, won't you join us?

No, thank you. I already have a table.

Enjoy the show, boys.

It's all set up. Relax.

Enjoy the show.

Ladies and gentlemen, the High Spirits
Club is proud to present Madam Russo.

Please, join hands at your tables and
focus your attention

on this candle.

of your revenge.

I wrote that myself.

Not bad.

Cursor, you're on.

It's that psychic who carried the same
thing he did the other night.

But how?

I don't know. It's some kind of trick.
You know, mirrors or something. You see

any mirrors?

Why into it?

Excellent. Phase two, the actual
confrontation.

Why are you unable to sleep?

I was murdered.

Murderers!

Murderers! It was Whitaker's idea!

Oh, my God.

You can't kill me, Sam.

Yes, Cursor, you were brilliant.

Come on, let's go.

Move, now!

Going somewhere?

It's over, Lieutenant.

I understand perfectly.

You had to make good on some gambling
debts, which also explains that little

fundraising scam at the tennis courts.

That was for my campaign fund.

I'd say the bandwagon just broke down.

You fixed the burglary investigation to
get Lyman & Co. to pull the armory job.

Only problem is, Cooney got in the way.

Now, I don't think you meant that to
happen.

So I'll give you a choice.

You either turn state's evidence or take
your chances that your buddies will

protect you.

Walter? Lyman is getting away.

Cursor?

I'm with you guys.

Get in.

Going down.

Well, Walter, we've done it again.

I can take it from here, Otto. Step out
of the car. Okay, hands on the roof.

Goodbye, Malcolm.

Perhaps they'll have a tennis team in
prison. You could use the practice.

Thanks, Otto.

Cold -fingered lineman Frank Cooney's
murder lineman turned right around and

nailed Whitaker.

We took Dumont down with him, and we
recovered all the guns.

So much for honor among thieves.

You know, Wally, I'm so sorry I ever
doubted you.

Well, I can't blame you. I doubted
myself for a while.

But I just knew Frank Cooney couldn't
have been in on it.

At least now his family will be taken
care of. Wally, congratulations. I got a

hand or two.

Well, I did have a little help.

Welcome back, Officer Nebiger.

I like that sound, sir.

Young man, I want to apologize to you
for the ordeal you have suffered at the

hands of this department, and I hereby
reinstate you with full exoneration,

along with an official commendation for
distinguished service, and my thanks.

Thank you, sir.

Well, that's it. What are you waiting
for? Get back to work. Yes, sir. Thank

you.

Wait a minute.

But Pike ain't from Washington. Where
did he go?

Oh, sir, you know how those guys
operate.

If he wanted us to know, he would have
said something.