Okay, a man falls in the subway and supposedly dies, but his brain is rescued and put in the body of an artificial super-guy who's supposedly super hot and funny, but he isn't really, and the guy who "died" in the subway is "living" in the hot bod of this new dude, and he misses his wife and daughter, okay?
Dr. Mastermind sits in front of the lap pool in the Gilded Gym. The lights are soft and romantic. He calls out, "Do you have it on? Are you coming out?" Our Artificial Guy comes out in some kind of sexy jumpsuit and the Doc says, "Stop. Turn around." A.G. obliges and the Doc moans in delight: "The perfect synthesis of form and function." Um, hello, it's a JUMPSUIT, there is nothing perfect about a jumpsuit. Jumpsuits are perfect for dorks, maybe, but that's it. Then the Doc says, "Flip the switch," and A.G. is like, "Can the kids sing and turn the lights out first?" God, this show has kinks I don't even know about! Then A.G. pushes a button on his sleeve and the suit LIGHTS UP like reflector tape. The Doc says languidly (and I'm not loading this up, much), "Wow. Look at you." A.G., clueless as ever, asks, "What's the point of all this? You're not going to run ads on me. I'm an artist. I won't allow myself to be used that way." Hee! A.G. has indie cred. Right, he's a whore just like everyone else on TV. Even the Simpsons sell candy bars. Then Dr. M. goes into a speech about how, if this magical jumpsuit works, A.G. will be "used to protect the country." A.G. cracks that if he had known that, he "would have worn clean underwear." See what I mean about the kinks in this show? The Doc goes on about how the light-up suit can be seen from miles away and from altitudes of up to thirty thousand feet, and A.G. is like, thirty thousand feet? and the Doc is like, yeah, you're going to jump out of a plane, and A.G. is like, snuh? I don't think so! And the Doc grabs him, making the suit un-light like a freaking wearable Clapper, and says, think again!
It's a beautiful night in Central Park. Right in the middle of a meadow is the oh-so-subtle Toys B Fun truck. Inside lurk many generals and an ecstatic Dr. M. On a TV screen we see A.G., up in a plane, asking, "Where's my parachute?" So it's a FLYING jumpsuit. Dr. M. is pitching the generals on the miracle jumpsuit and A.G. is whining, "Nobody told me I wouldn't have a chute. I'm not doing this! Uh, did you know there are people up here with GUNS?"