So a man is killed, and blah blah blah his brain is harvested, snore, and put into the body on an artificial whosits, and no one can ever know about it or there'll be big, BIG trouble, buddy. Or something. Whatever.
First this we see is a pair of red Converse-d feet hit the ground as a woman's voice is calling, "Jimmy! Breakfast!" A man wearing a blue cape comes smiling to the table and the woman urges him, "Take your medication -- do it while mommy's watching...." The man swallows some pills and washes them down with milk out of an American flag-patterned glass (cool prop!) and his mom says, "That'll keep the voices down." Jimmy hears voices. Got it.
I guess mommy has gone off to work, because Jimmy leaves the house wearing a plaid blanket strapped on and a Elmer Fudd-esque flappy hat. He heads down the street, cape flying, and a bunch of gangstas hanging out see him coming: "Check him out. Hey Jimmy! Check out those Chucks! You look like a reject from the ABA. Did Dr. J. lend you those? What are you supposed to be, Captain Plaid?" Jimmy says, "No, it's my winter cape." Oh, what playful ribbing! Jimmy has a huge smile on his face as the Friendly Neighborhood Gangstas tease him, but he has to go: "I got a mission." Fine, but the FNGs don't want Jimmy to play down by the empty warehouses: "We get paid a lot of money to keep people away from there." Another FNG says, no, it's okay! It's just JIMMY, after all! What possible harm could he do? The same FNG empties his gun and asks Jimmy if he wants to "do it." Jimmy stands up straight and puts his fists on his hips as the FNG shoots his bullet-free gun right at him. Click. Click. Click. Jimmy loves this and laughs loudly, "HA! HA!" I like Jimmy way better than Artificial Guy. Can he be a regular character? Or just make A.G. retarded; that will do fine. Jimmy leaves, with the FNGs saying things in his wake. "Real tough. Superboy."
Jimmy plays in the empty warehouse, fake flying and shadowboxing, baby. There's a sweet recorder playing. Jimmy laughs in staccato bursts. "HA! HA!" He's having a great time. Then Jimmy comes across a big old box of MX missiles! Whoa! This must be what the FNGs are paid to keep people away from. Jimmy has no use for missiles, and leaves to go play outside. Oh, if we could all be like Jimmy! John Lennon would be so happy for us.
Jimmy is fake flying some more, until a limo takes a corner on two wheels. Jimmy hides. A.G. follows on foot, running like a maniac. Inside the limo are a bunch of Russian dudes, pissing themselves with fear. They yell at each other in Russian (which is conveniently subtitled), "He's right behind us!" Don't these Russian arms dealers have GUNS? Where are the FNGs when you really need them? The limo speeds down to the end of the dock, then wheels around to face A.G. The Russians/subtitles say, "Run him over!" and the limo races back. A.G. pulls a huge iron girder loose and it falls, blocking the limo. The Russians get really scared when A.G. climbs on top of the limo and then flips it over like a pancake, trapping the Russians inside. A.G., like any other action "hero," has a line: "We at Superheroes Anonymous know you have a choice in law enforcement: We're glad you chose us." The Russians sure do protest a lot -- subtitle that, why don't you? Then, after A.G. has done all the work, Dr. M.astermind and the feds arrive. Dr. M. says the rest of the Super Friends can take it from here, A.G. calls Dr. M. Commissioner Gordon, and they're off to the Bat Cave, on 63rd and Madison! They hop in the limo and drive off. Cut back over to Jimmy, just feet away but totally unnoticed, saying over and over again, "63rd and Madison, 63rd and Madison. HA! HA!" Aww! A.G. will finally have a friend to play with!