The Flash

Charlie.

Sam.

Come here.

-Where you been? -Where I been? I've been getting dinner.

Buddy, got any change?

Thanks.

-It sounded like it came from here. -Yeah, but I don't see anything.

Sure sounded like a scream.

Look out!

Move, Sam! Sam, move.

Charlie!

Jack?

Charlie.

Charlie, what are you doing? Don't touch him.

Oh, my God. It's Jack.

It's up here!

Right here! Right here.

-Right over here. -Yeah, come on.

Come on.

-What--? -He was right here.

He was right here five minutes ago.

Sure he was, pal.

-Hey, buddy. -Forget about it, man.

Forget about it.

-He was right here five minutes ago. -I know.

What's that guy doing?

Barry.

Barry Allen.

Father Michael.

-A little far from your parish, aren't you? -There's been trouble on the street.

I've been waiting to speak to your Lieutenant Garfield for two hours.

Garfield.

You'd have an easier time with the pope.

Look, if you're on your way out, I won't keep you.

No, it's all right. What's the problem?

Several homeless people in my parish have been disappearing.

It's very strange, and folks are starting to get scared.

Let's talk to the lieutenant.

Father, I wanna help, okay?

But you know what these people are like: no lDs, phony names.

They come, they go.

That's not exactly disappearing.

If you could just assign a couple extra patrolmen to the area who could--

I can't put more patrolmen on the skid-row detail unless...

...and forgive me for being blunt, some bodies turn up.

If you'll excuse me, Father, I need to speak with Officer Allen.

Thank you for your time.

Allen, look, so the priest was a friend of your brother's, fine.

I'm a church-going man myself.

But you can't start an investigation based on rumor.

-So you're not gonna do anything. -It's a question of manpower.

I've got budgetorial problems.

I know you mean well, but stick to your test tubes.

Sure.

Garfield...

...you haven't been in church since you were baptized.

The human race stands at the doorway of a brave new world.

Through genetic engineering...

...humanity will soon be able...

...to redesign itself...

...of altering its own evolution.

We can remove the causes of birth defects...

...reduce or eliminate the aging process.

Expand our minds and senses.

-Sorry. Sorry. Excuse me. -Our only limits...

-...are our own fears and misconceptions. -Sorry.

Hey, easy.

-Hey, come on. -For 2 million years...

-...we have lived at the whim of nature. -Sorry.

-I got here as fast as I could. -So I see.

You look great.

What? Oh, sorry.

Today, we hold that future in our own hands.

Tina.

Hello.

Carl, meet a very good friend of mine, Barry Allen.

-Barry, Carl Tanner. -How do you do?

Hi, how are you?

Well, how long has it been? When was the last time I saw you?

The UN science conference in New York, two years ago.

Carl and my husband and I were all friends in college.

Rivals, you mean. David and I were both in love with Tina.

-Oh, Carl. -Oh, we were. It's true.

-I'm glad you could make it tonight. -So am l.

So, Carl, you're here on a lecture tour, huh?

On a research grant at the university...

...which will put me in town for about a year.

How's the work going?

Fine. It's pretty technical, and usually most people wouldn't understand it.

Well, I'm up on my recombinant DNA and gene splicing.

I'm afraid it goes a bit beyond that.

Try me.

Are you familiar with the work of Rosenblat and Viskovich...

...on genetic reorganization?

Or Petrolo's research on radical mutation?

Well, of course the real groundbreaking's going on in Amsterdam.

Van Deckrett and Sheinberg.

Van Deckrett?

Aren't they those TV lawyers?

Try any case for $49.95.

Sorry.

And I also apologize for getting carried away.

It's just that I never get a chance to talk with someone who shares my work.

Really, Carl, your lecture was very interesting.

The end of disease, birth defects, reversal of the aging process...

...does raise some very interesting moral questions, don't you think?

Well, it's not my responsibility to be the conscience of the human race.

-I'm only a scientist. -I disagree.

I think we're all responsible.

I'm afraid I do have a very early appointment tomorrow morning.

-Well, let me take you home then. -Oh, all right.

-Is that okay, Barry? -Yeah.

Good night.

Carl, I think you should be careful with your work.

Why?

Well, David was working on genetic research too, and it killed him.

I know about David.

Believe me, that will not happen to me.

Spare change?

I ain't had nothing to eat since yesterday.

-Twenty dollars? Thank you. Thank you. -That's fine.

That was nice.

He was hungry.

Whenever I see a wasted human life, it makes me angry somehow.

How can you know that his life is wasted?

You can't make that judgment.

You're right.

Well, here we are.

May I ask you something?

-Of course. -If I hadn't gone to Tokyo that summer...

...leaving you alone with David, you think we would've had a chance?

Oh, Carl, I don't know.

That was a long time ago.

Doesn't seem like it.

You still have the same effect on me.

Tina.

It's mail call, soldier.

And may I divert your attention to this item in particular.

It's from Iris. Yep, she says Paris is amazing.

Her canvasses are selling, and she just found an apartment.

Anything else you'd like to tell me about my life?

Look, somebody ought to.

Look, man, she's not coming back.

Yeah, I know.

Then you should forget about Iris...

...and move on.

Last night you and Tina went out, right? What was it, a lecture or something?

Well, that's a little dry for my taste, but it's a start.

-So? -So...

...the guy giving the speech was intelligent...

...good-looking, charismatic--

-Wait. You're losing me here. -An old romance of Tina's.

Well, that's okay. Just ask her out again. This time, try something a little more...

You know, like a foreign film, or maybe a picnic--

Julio, Tina and I are friends, all right?

-Just friends. -Okay. I'm just trying to help, okay?

What's going on down there?

Hey, yo!

We want some justice here!

Hey, listen. If people were dying in your neighborhood, okay...

-...you would have stopped it by now. -Look, everybody, be cool.

We just came to talk.

We don't want any trouble. Please!

Please!

This isn't a town meeting.

-You people disperse now. -We want justice!

-Let me talk to them. -What are you, king of the hobos?

Push them back, boys!

-Drop that weapon! -Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

Don't be foolish, Mickey.

-Put the gun down. -But they don't listen, Father.

-I gotta make them listen! -This is not the way.

But what about Jack and Bill and Wesley?

They're gone. They're dead!

-Get him! -Grab him!

Get him down on the floor! Get these people out of here.

-Get them out of here! -Lieutenant Garfield, please.

Let him go. I beg you, don't hurt him. He didn't know what he was doing.

Hey, let him go!

-Let him go! -All right, I'll release him...

...but you get these people out of here, or I'll slap their butts in jail.

Let him go!

A jail cell's about the only place these folks would be safe.

Lieutenant. You mind if I take the priest, maybe a couple of the men to the lab...

...see if I can help them out?

Suit yourself, Barry.

Nice work, Chaney.

This may be the only opportunity we get.

Sam, Charlie, I want you to tell Julio and Barry what you told me.

Yeah, okay.

It's like this:

Somebody's killing street people, and making them disappear.

Are you sure they're dead?

We seen it. We found a dead body a couple of nights ago.

-This was a guy we knew. -Yeah.

Only he was all messed up.

It was like--

Like his face had turned to putty or something.

-You mean he was beaten? -No, man.

No, he wasn't human.