Niko tells Dorian he's on to him running his own schemes, a practice frowned on by Niko. He takes a mighty swing and drives the ball into the electronic gulf board, also hitting Dorian's mouth as it bleeds. Niko is fed up with Dorian but he's going to cut him a break. He gives him one week to leave town, after that, Niko will be using his Nine Iron on Dorian. The henchmen grab Dorian and shoves him out.
Stanley's Brownstone: It's a reasonably peaceful night in Edge City. Inside, Stanley tosses and turns in a fitful sleep. We venture into his dream: Tina, luminous and breathtaking, exits the limo as she was that night at the Coco Bongo. Stanley stands at the curb, but this time he's not splattered with mud. He's decked out and looks suave as hell. He looks straight into her eyes. Again she asks if Stanley is okay.
A car hop delivers Stanley's car behind him, but instead of the rust bucket loaner, it's a sizzling white Porche. He gestures to the car hop to hold on and replies, "I am now." He motions for her to come over. She melts in his arms and just as they embrace in a passionate kiss, Tina suddenly pulls back and begins rapidly licking Stanley's ear... which is kinda weird. We now see Stanley lying in his bed and he suddenly realizes Milo is licking his ear... and he's just woken up. He pushes Milo away, tosses back the covers and rises out of bed.
It's still the dead of night and Stanley is all in a huff from his dream. He spots Tina's clipping on his dresser mirror and rips it off, upset with himself. Stanley looks up and to his complete surprise sees the Mask lying on his sofa. Its leering grin seems to beckon him. Stanley stands transfixed, staring at the moonlit face. He goes over to the sofa and picks up the Mask. Resisting temptation, he tosses the Mask behind the sofa. He starts for his bed, but the desire for the Mask is too overwhelming. He dives over the sofa and disappears.
The room suddenly explodes with lightning as the whirling Stanley/Mask tornado appears. Milo dives for cover. The tornado screeches to a halt, revealing the Mask in his full glory. He picks up the picture of Tina and declares he has a sweet tooth tonight. The Mask zips into the bathroom. He prepares for a night out: brushing his teeth, using a hair dryer, shaving, all in comical cartoon fashion. He checks himself out in the mirror.
He's decked out in a wild banana yellow zoot suit complete with a snap brim fedora. The Mask quickly searches his pockets.
He pulls his pants pockets inside out and a moth flutters out. Realizing he can't make the scene if he doesn't have the green, he needs to make another "stop." The Mask zips out of frame.
Edge City Bank: The street is quiet and empty, except for an Edge City Power utility truck parked across from the bank. Inside, the truck is crowded with Dorian's men, it's been set up as a makeshift control room for the robbery. Dr. Freeze is on a headset talking to Dorian, telling him all is good to go. Dorian sits at his desk and tells Freeze they are on their own now.
Dorian has to make sure he's seen in the club during the bank robbery. After hanging up, Freeze pulls out his 9mm and they all converge onto the bank's front entrance. Freeze and Chun Woo flatten themselves on either side of the door as Burglar #4 drops to one knee and quickly picks the lock. Suddenly the glass door explodes wide open as a human whirlwind bursts out of the bank and screeches to a halt.
The Mask, in his banana yellow zoot suit and carrying huge sacks of money like Santa Claus, plucks stray twenties from the air, one, two, three. "Sorry fellas, waste not, want not!" And zzzoom, he's off. Suddenly, two cop cars now squeal around the corner, their sirens blaring and roar up the street at the bank robbers. The robbers open fire and race back to the truck as cops return the fire.
Coco Bongo nightclub: The die-hard crowd of trendies is piled up outside as usual clamoring to get in. But a blast of a horn catches their attention as they notice a limousine. But not just any limousine. As it slowly pulls up by the front of the club, we realize it's long... longer... the longest limousine we've ever seen. Finally the passenger door rolls into sight and the limo comes to a halt.
A carhop opens the door and out leaps the Mask. He strikes a pose and greets the crowd. All are in awe. The Mask sashays to the front door. Bobby the Bouncer gets one look at the Mask and actually loses his cool, asking if he's on the list. The Mask responds no, but he believes his friends are - Franklin, Grant, and Jackson. He fans a wad of cash and tosses the loot in the air. The Mask struts into the club as the crowd scrambles for the cash, including Bobby. This is the first time we've gotten a good look at the place and it's a real eyeful.
We see its wild tropical decor complete with huge indoor Banyon trees. Waitresses in leopard skin leotards make their way across the floor with trays full of oversized tropical drinks. The lights dim an all eyes go to the bandstand. A spotlight hits the stage and tropical ferns part like a gigantic fan revealing... Tina Carlyle in a glittering dress that's made of little more than sequins and mesh.
If there were such a thing as fashion police this dress would be arrested for disturbing the peace. Dorian is at his favorite ringside table watching her.
She sings the intro of her number a capella as the band revs up in classic torch song style. She works the room throughout the song, driving the men crazy as she lingers by each table.
The Mask is seated at a table on the other side of the club and immediately reacts when he lays eyes on Tina. His jaw morphs and literally drops to the table as a freakishly long tongue rolls out. His eyes bug out like a telescope, making a boing sound.
His heart starts pounding wildly, shooting two feet out of his chest with each beat. At Dorian's table, Sweet Eddy looks nervous as hell as he appears beside Dorian, who wants to know what he's doing there. Eddy replies they got trouble and he better come upstairs. Dorian immediately rises and hurries through the crowd towards his office.
The Mask continues to ogle Tina. His face now elongates into a wolf's and lets out a howl. As she wraps up her big finish, the wolf/mask whistles, and smacks a hammer over his head. The audience goes crazy over her performance. Suddenly the Mask zips around the perimiter of the club, leaps up on top of the drums. A spotlight hits him and he announces, "Let's rock this joint!" He grabs the stuffy, tuxedoed drummer and spins him hard.
When the drummer stops twirling, he has been transformed into a hip, beatnik be-bopper who immediately starts pounding out a mean beat. The rest of the band is instantly transformed in the same style as the drummer. Tina is floored but also amused as she smiles at the sight of the Mask. The Mask whips the rest of the band into a frenzy, wailing out a driving big band swing tune.
Satisfied with the music, the Mask leaps down onto the dance floor, grabs the astonished Tina and drags her off her feet into a wild jitterbug. The crowd watches amazed as the Mask and Tina put Fred and Ginger to shame. Jiving away at warp speed, the Mask moves like a combination of Gumby and Barishnikov. He shoots Tina beneath his legs, snaps her back into midair, spins her like a baton and hits the floor in the splits without missing a beat.
Dorian's Office: Dorian and Sweet Eddy enter to find Dr. Freeze, sitting there, gasping in pain with a bar towel pressed against a bloody wound in his side. Freeze explains that somebody hit the joint before they could. Dorian taps out a cigarette, places it between Dr. Freeze's lips and lights it... but the flame doesn't draw.
The cigarette tumbles from Freeze's mouth. Freeze dies. In a fit of anger, Dorian leaps to his feat and hurls the lighter into a glassed picture frame, shattering it. He gets up and manhandles Sweet Eddy demanding to know who it was. Eddy turns and sees the Mask dancing and points it's him. Dorian declares he's dead meat, he and his gang head downstairs.
Back on the dance floor, the Mask grabs a rose from a vase with his teeth and resumes the wild dance. He twists his legs in inhuman fashion.
He spins Tina all around him like a top and then shoots her straight up into the air. Amazingly, she continues somersaulting at the apex of her ascent, suspended in mid-air by her magical momentum. The Mask stands there nonchalantly yawning, waiting for her to come down. Tina continues to spin in place high above him. The Mask casually checks his watch. Without looking up he holds out his hands for the catch.
Dorian and Eddy race down the steps, guns drawn. Dorian orders the club to be cleared right now. As the band bangs out the final bars of the tune, the Mask bends her over backwards and nails her with a Valentino kiss that literally blows her shoes off.
She hangs onto the Mask's tie for support when, bang, the tie is shot in half by Dorian's thug, Orlando (Nils Allen Stewart). Tina falls on her cute behind. The shot-away piece of the Mask's tie flutters to the floor and morphs back into a piece of Stanley's pajamas.
Dorian stands at the edge of the dance floor and Orlando has his gun trained on the Mask. Dorian orders Tina to get out and demands from The Mask where his money is.
The Mask says okay and immediately whips out an old fashioned pull handle calculator, snaps on a green visor and starts tabulating. He goes into a fast talking delivery about percentages, T-Bills amortized over the fiscal year, stocks and bonds, and the Gross National Product.