The show follows the adventures of a milk-toast accountant who is a dead-ringer for a dead foreign agent. The dead man is a super agent in the James Bond mold. Phyfe is recruited recruited to impersonate the dead man, but is hampered by being completely unqualified for the job. In one episode, Phyfe, as the dead agent is supposed to torture an American agent to get information. Phyfe, trying to stall until the good guys arrive, keeps pacing back and forth and saying things such as, "I could do... No, they are too well trained for that." The problem is that Phyfe's shoes squeak and the American agent has sweat dripping off his forehead and he watches, in horror, the shoes going squeak, squeak, squeak. The poor agent is going nuts listening to the shoes. The other enemy agents are getting impatient for something to be done when the American agent, suddenly, cracks and says that he will tell them anything they want, but only if they make Phyfe remove his shoes. Naturally the enemy agents are impressed by the master spy's ability to get information. At this point the good guys arrive and keep the information from being transfered. The show was funny and well written, but never caught on.
Review of The Double Life of Henry Phyfe
