All language subtitles for 23_-_ultraweb

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?