Joey has a time problem. Seven years of age on one side of the dreamline, he lives as a thirty-year old on the other. The older version has a thing for Rita Hayworth - hey, but doesn't everybody? She doesn't belong to either of his eras, and he has to compete with Clark Gable and Fred Astaire - and he can't dance, not a lick. Worse, what's he going to when his seven-year old brain crosses the boundary and starts making decisions? Disaster, no doubt about it.