Knight Rider (1982) s01e12 Episode Script
A Plush Ride
There's nothing about any of | these cars here that's ordinary.
They'll take a hit that would send a | production-line model directly to car heaven.
One of the security team | may be a plant, sent in on a hitjob.
I have the assassination team on the | scanners.
Those cars are heavily armored.
Five at once could be a problem.
Knight Rider, a shadowy flight | into the dangerous world of a man who does not exist.
Michael Knight, a young loner on a crusade to champion | the cause of the innocent, the helpless, | the powerless, in a world of criminals | who operate above the law.
Yesterday's bombing was the latest | in a string of deadly terrorist assaults that have left scores of casualties | throughout the world.
One can only wonder what effect | this will have on the summit conference, organized by the Foundation's | Devon Miles, which is scheduled to convene | five days from now.
At that time, Mr.
Miles hopes | to negotiate a treaty among three of the nations currently | harboring the terrorist brigades.
Hello.
Yes, we're | looking forward to the meeting.
Yes, I'm watching it now.
Absolutely terrible news.
It means that we will have to approach the | mission with a renewed sense of urgency.
Oh, don't worry.
You'll soon see | what steps I intend to take.
The important thing is that | words, not guns, should be employed now.
We don't need any more violence, and I'm | sorry, we have no more statements to make.
Thank you so much.
Michael, what is this? Seaweed.
What is seaweed doing | under KITT's hood? Oh, yeah.
Well.
| I can explain that.
- Perhaps you shouldn't, Michael.
| - Don't tell me Remember all those jewel robberies | down at the marina? Well, it turns out | the two thieves are scuba divers.
Anyway, KITT and I are | on the pier, and these two guys, they jump right in the ocean, | so naturally Michael.
Devon! What's the good word? I wish I had one.
| I'm sorry to disturb you both.
I'm afraid I need you to drive me | somewhere immediately.
All right.
KITT should be | ready in a couple seconds.
No.
We won't need KITT.
| I've arranged for another car.
Come along.
We must move quickly.
| Time is of the essence.
- Good-bye, Bonnie.
| - Well, I'll catch you guys later, huh? Here.
Why do you suppose | they excluded me, Bonnie? I don't know, KITT.
But don't take it personally.
| I won't.
You know I can't | take anything personally.
I've always known you were | a class act, Devon, but, uh, is it really necessary for me | to chauffeur you around like this? In this case, | absolutely essential, Michael.
In fact, you're virtually indispensable.
Looks like we got | some company.
Any ideas? Yes.
Lose it.
Anyway you can.
Okay, Devon, but | this sure isn't KITT.
We're like a tank | against a fighter plane here.
What am I supposed to do? | Be skillful, Michael.
Be skillful.
Well, Mr.
Redmond.
What is | your opinion of my opinion now? Well, you were not kiddin', Mr.
Miles.
This boy can hold his own with | the best.
He's gonna do just fine.
Do what fine? Would somebody | like to tell me what's goin' on here? All in good time, dear boy.
| All in good time.
Next week, the leaders | of three rather unstable Third World nations | will come together here in order to sign | an anti-terrorism treaty.
If this treaty is signed, it could put | international terrorism out ofbusiness.
Devon, I still don't see | the problem.
Because, Michael, one of the security | team may be a plant sent in on a hit job.
Or at the very least, to make sure | that the treaty isn't signed.
And I'm supposed | to find the hit man.
Right? Exactly.
Now, in order to polish | their skills for their assignment, the members of the security team will attend a | special session at Mr.
Redmond's Victory Academy.
He normally handles | groups of up to 100.
He teaches tactical and evasive | driving techniques along with advanced, | hand-to-hand combat, and weapons-oriented | bodyguard techniques.
I'm familiar with the place.
Now, do | you have any more information for me beyond the fact that one of | these guys just might be a ringer? Very little, I'm afraid.
Here are their dossiers, | but there isn't much to be learned from them.
So, with no leads, I got less than one week | to catch a bad guy who may not even exist.
Doesn't sound to me | to be too simple.
On the contrary, Michael.
| It seems perfectly simple to me.
Devon, let's say | there is a bad guy.
And he overreacts | and decides to waste me.
Oh, that would be a most serious | and unfortunate resolution, Michael.
But you're quite right.
| It would solve our problem.
What we're to do do our best to make | any possible suspect blow his or her cover.
I must say, it's an extremely | clever plan, though.
Must've been Mr.
Miles's idea.
- Why would you think that? | - Because it entails a rather objective and sophisticated insight - into your basic character.
| - Oh? Of course.
With your usual | lack of subtlety, you would have no problem at all in | panicking anyone with anything at all to hide.
- Actually, we might even go so far as to say | - KITT? - Yes, Michael.
I know.
| - Shut up.
Hi.
| Hi.
Looks like the training here | is pretty rough.
Maybe this is what they do | for roll call.
You sure this is part of the program? You big gorilla.
I didn't know | you were in this class.
Yeah.
I would have turned it down if I | knew they let little wimps like you into it.
Ha! If that's how they greet an old friend, I | wonder what they do when they meet an enemy? If we're careful, | we'll never find out.
- Margot Wells.
| - Michael Knight.
Howdy.
Keller.
The freelance fightin' | game's been a little shaky lately.
We're just trying to | keep our hand in.
Yeah.
We get high-strung | sitting around.
Oh, man.
Ain't nothin' | gonna get you high.
I know what you mean.
| That nervous energy keeps buildin'up.
Name's Corey.
| Jacobs.
Now you know who to call | when you want to work it off.
Uh-huh? I, uh, can think of a lot better | ways to burn off excess energy.
Well, you can start by burning off | a little energy with that.
I hate to be the one to break this | to ya, but this isn't Club Med.
You mean, I'm not gonna need my perfume, my | makeup, my sexy gowns and my string bikinis? That sounds great to me, but it's probably | the wrong kind of ammunition.
Hey, buddy.
How about a little | snapshot of that little package, huh? Anything? Yes.
A semiautomatic pistol,.
32 caliber, | three clips of ammunition.
- Yeah? | - Also, seven blouses, four pairs of slacks, two pairs of shoes, six sets | of undergarments, three KITT? - Yes, Michael? | - Shut up.
Well, as you can see, this isn't your | ordinary, Sunday-go-to-meetin' windshield.
Matter of fact, there's nothing about | any of these cars here that's ordinary.
They're not indestructible.
But they'll take a hit that would send a | production-line model directly to car heaven.
Whoo.
! Any chance I can get | one of those for my live-in? I don't think you could afford | the both of them, Keller, anyway.
Unless one, or both of'em, | were a dog.
Seems to me that a water bed | would be more your style.
Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha! | Hey.
Why don't you just save that | for the hand-to-hand class? Stow this, Jacobs.
Now, none of you should be too impressed | with this little demonstration of mine.
The best security measures | are those What, are you nuts? | It's practice, remember? It was an accident! The strap caught | the trigger when I put it in the rack.
No more accidents.
| All right? All right, Knight.
| All right.
Now, if you ask me, it's crazy | using live ammo in the first place! Yeah.
You're probably right.
But it does keep everybody | on their toes, now, doesn't it? Come on.
We got work to do.
| Let's go.
Come on! Hey, why don't you come back | and join the party? What's with that guy, anyway? Ah, he spent | three years in a Cuban prison in solitary.
Ever since then, he gets | in these weird moods.
Hey, where's Margot? I don't know.
She said | something about having to make a phone call.
Man, I hate white bread.
Better go round her up before | Bigfoot here eats everything in sight.
Hey, wait for me! | I need to call my bookie.
Hey! Hey! Hey! Michael? Good morning.
Is that your idea | of an alarm clock? Uh, good morning, Mr.
Knight.
No, it's just | a little Halloween smoke, that's all that is.
But, uh, it could just as easily have been | dynamite, fulminate, les plastiques, you name it.
Jacobs, shut up! But if I'd been a, uh, | a for-real bandito, now, I could have blown you people all so far | that your memories would have just been memories.
And then, with you out of the way, | your V.
I.
P.
Would be defenseless.
A sitting duck.
| Don't take yourself for granted.
A bodyguard is a target too.
But what I want you to remember | is you gotta be on, every minute.
All 24 hours of the day.
Now you're on your own | until roll call.
Knight.
Remember.
| All 24 hours of the day.
That goes double for you, amigo.
| Comprende? Comprende.
Michael, where are your pants? Never | mind.
KITT, I got a bone to pick with you.
According to my data on human anatomy, | you have 206 bones, - give or take some questionable cartilage.
| - I left you in your surveillance mode.
Now, why didn't you signal me | when Redmond went into my bungalow? If you recall, you yourself told me | that Mr.
Redmond could be trusted.
Oh, is that supposed to be | an idea of your logic? No.
It's an example of yours.
Speaking of which, when are you planning | to start making these people nervous? I'm starting tonight.
I'm gonna organize a card game.
I'm gonna | get rowdy, and drunk, and indiscreet.
Very well.
But when are you | planning to do some work? Seven.
Oh, that's good! I like that.
Man, that's a fool's bet.
Don't be bettin' | that.
That's a good one! I like this.
Here.
- Here.
Go ahead.
Go ahead.
| - Here's $60.
Hey! Seven! Oh, man.
Pick up your | money.
Listen, you guys.
You guys know anything | about this weirdoJacobs? I mean, you ever work | with him before? He's weird.
Hey, pal.
In our line of work, | asking anything about anybody is a risky proposition.
Lopez, don't get so touchy.
| I'm not asking anything about you.
- Not yet, anyway.
| - And that's the way I like to keep it.
Hey! Come on, let's just | play cards, all right? Let's just play! | It's practically the 21 st century.
You wanna bet anything worth knowing about you, | Lopez, or you, Keller, or any of us here at the table, is stored up | in some computer somewhere.
And all you gotta do | is know one thing.
- What? | - What buttons to push.
Shut up.
Shut up! Come on.
| Let's play cards, huh? Okay, today you're gonna practice | some ambush and evasive tactics.
It'll be two on one: Two cars | of baddies to one good guy.
Now, Lopez, I want you and Corey | to take the limos.
Knight, you and Keller | will attack Lopez.
Margot.
I'd like you and Jacobs | to attack Corey here.
All right? | Two against one.
Devon, I've been here two days, and I | thought I'd give you a preliminary report.
Redmond is a genius in denims.
What he doesn't know about terrorism | hasn't been discovered.
Corey is the wise guy.
| There's always one in every crowd.
He gets away with it because he's good.
Keller, he's the best driver in the group.
He does things they haven't | thought of in Detroit.
Lopez Well, he always | has a smile on his face.
He's as tough as | two men twice his size.
Margot is the brains of the group.
In class, she even startles Redmond.
Jacobs is a killing machine, Devon, | through and through.
In short, they're a perfect team.
The kind I'd be real happy | to go into combat with.
The problem is how do I detect | an assassin in a group of trained killers? The local hangout in town | is called the Buckaroo Club.
I'll meet you there.
Maybe one of us | will have a bright idea.
Hello, cowboy.
- Bonnie! | - Howdy, partner.
Trail boss sent me | to round you up.
Thataway.
Did you change your hair | or something? Devon, you look ridiculous.
Really? I thought | I looked like Gary Cooper.
Michael, we've had a devil of a time | trying to find you tonight.
Say, is this the only pub in this town? | It's country western.
And yeah, it is.
| Yes.
Very primitive.
And hideously noisy.
| Wait, wait.
That's chili! And believe me, a gourmet | like you wouldn't be interested.
Very unassuming.
| And much too simple.
You know, cayenne is | no substitute for cumin.
And all those beans.
| Phew.
And now, for a progress report.
Do you realize that we're running | very near the edge, so to speak? Devon, I've tried running it up the | flagpole, but so far, nobody's saluted.
- Hmm.
| - Meaning what? Meaning that he hasn't had | any reaction worth talking about.
Meaning that either there is no ringer, | or if there is one, his nerves are | a lot better than we thought.
Or you're not as obvious as you might be.
Though I find that | very hard to believe.
Bonnie, did he actually | give me a compliment? Listen, do any of the drivers know | exactly what the mission is yet? No, of course not.
Why should they be | briefed before it's absolutely necessary? That's true.
| But if there is a bad guy he would have to know, | wouldn't he? What a brilliant thought.
Yes, of course he would.
Well, Michael, I guess | we can call it a day.
Not yet, KITT.
I want to search | Margot's room.
I've heard that one before.
It'll give you something | to brood about during the night.
Ow, that hurts! It's supposed | to and are you armed, or do I have to embarrass | both of us by a frisk? What are you doin' in my | room? Would you buy lust? I wouldn't buy anything, at this point.
Want to | tell me why you're packin' a gun in your suitcase? Yeah, just as soon as you tell me | why you want to know.
You want to let me go? Look.
We're all in this | to do a job.
Not to spy on one another.
Or are we? Okay.
In this scenario, Lopez is the bodyguard, | Knight is the V.
I.
P.
Now, Keller, Corey, Wells and Jacobs | are hunting them down.
The Uzis will be using wax loads.
- Hey, what's the effect of the wax load? | - Well, they sting like hell, and they leave a nice, red splat, | so you know you're dead.
And when you find 'em, don't be gentle.
| A little pain can be highly motivational.
This could get very interesting.
| Knight, Lopez.
Remember, you're gonna have to be on your toes.
It doesn't | matter what hat you pull your particular rabbit out of, all that matters is survival | and as for the rest of you, the hit team remember, when you | find those two boys, don't be gentle.
Make 'em remember | that being stupid can hurt.
Okay.
! You bozos are stuck out in the middle of nowhere, | and you're unarmed.
These people'll give you | two minutes head start.
- Okay, take off.
| - So what happened to the two minutes? Corey, the terrorists don't play fair.
| Why should we? Go! Come on.
| All right.
- I'll outflank them.
| - Yeah, that's a good idea.
I hope you're on your toes, man.
Yeah, it's mutual.
It's a perfect setup.
It's a good | thing their bullets aren't real.
Yeah.
Hey.
I think | that we better split up.
It'll double our chances.
| Yeah, okay.
Go.
Good luck! KITT.
If anyone's playin' for keeps, this would be the perfect time | for them to try.
Get into this area and | monitor everything that moves.
Michael, I'm scanning | the area now.
Stand by.
I should be able to home in | on your recent communicator.
Come on.
Come on! Was that Knight? Michael, I'm locked onto you.
| There.
You're due south of my position.
It may take a little time | to reach you.
Uh-oh.
Michael, there's someone stalking you.
| Approximately 150 meters northeast of you.
KITT, I was right.
| They're using real bullets.
For someone who's been proven right, | you don't sound very pleased.
Wells.
What are you doing out here? | Where's your target? He's in trouble.
Somebody's trying | to kill him.
Wait! Are you sure? Jacobs.
I got away.
But he's hunting | down Michael, and Michael's unarmed.
Come on.
Let's get | some live ammo.
KITT.
You got me | on your scanners? - Yes, Michael.
| - Look, Jacobs is stalking me.
- Can you tell me where he is? | - I believe so, Michael.
There's another person about 12 meters | southeast of your position.
That's all I need to know.
Congratulations, Knight.
| You found your assassin.
Are you hurt? | Tell me the truth, Michael.
Devon, I'm fine.
My first hunch | was right, though.
It was Jacobs.
Has he talked? Who financed him? | Did he I'd like to be able | to pick his brain, but Unfortunately, he challenged | an Uzi and lost.
Well, you'd better start home.
| You can catch up in your paperwork while I go meet | the Third World leaders.
See you in a few hours, huh? Okay.
Looks like | I'm out of here.
Thank you very much.
| Thank you, Mike.
Good luck.
All right.
| See you, guys.
Thanks.
And you? Thank you very much | for saving my life.
Hmm! Michael, you're strangely quiet.
| Is something bothering you? KITT, the first day we arrived, Jacobs tried to kill me before | we put the game plan into action.
Why did he make the try then? He had no reason to be suspicious | at that point.
Perhaps it was just an accident, | as he claimed at the time.
And perhaps there really is a tooth fairy, | and perhaps there really is a Santa Claus.
Go to manual.
- What are you doing, Michael? | - We're goin' back! We're gonna find out why our game plan | worked so flawlessly.
What's he doin' here? Jacobs? You look pretty healthy | for a dead man.
You shouldn't have come back, Michael.
I figured that one out | for myself.
How many of you were involved | in all this? All of us.
The whole class.
No kidding! | Boy, I got to hand it to you.
That's brilliant.
| You set me up, didn't you? You staged Jacobs's death.
| All so I could call Devon and everyone breathes | a big sigh of relief.
Right! Then, when security is relaxed, | the Third World leaders are sitting ducks.
Where's Redmond? | He's in town.
He plans on coming back | to escort us to the airfield, but, uh, I think we're gonna leave | a little bit earlier than that.
You didn't kill him! Michael, we're professionals.
We only kill people | if we get paid for it.
Or if they get in the way.
| One thing still bothers me.
Your dossiers are clean all the way back.
| How'd you get past the security check? Wouldn't you like to know? | Leave him alone.
Go out and move his car.
We | don't want Redmond to see it.
We all have | our political beliefs, Michael, but, uh, sometimes Jacobs | gets a little carried away.
To answer your question, | we had a man on the inside.
Michael? Michael, are you there? Michael, your audio isn't on.
| I can hear you, but you can't hear me.
I'm sorry about this, Michael.
I really am.
| Yeah, I bet you are.
You know what? I liked you.
| I liked you a lot.
Hmm.
But I think, behind your | pretty smile and your pretty face, there's nothin' | but a grinning skull.
You both are forgetting one thing.
You kill | me, there's gonna be a lot of questions.
As far as Devon's concerned, | I'm driving home right now.
Michael, don't give them any ideas.
He's right, you know? - There will be questions.
| - No kidding.
You don't get bullet holes | cruising down the highway.
Michael, how clever.
| You want me to cooperate with them.
- Perhaps we better arrange | a little accident.
- What kind of accident? | - Lopez, why don't you go see what's keeping Jacobs? I think we're gonna | need that car.
Got it! I wish there could be | another way, Michael.
Hey, Jacobs! Hey, hey! What's the matter? | You've gone loco or something? Yeah, you try | opening the doors.
I've never seen | anything like it.
Hey, man.
| The pressure's getting to you! I know you're never | gonna believe me, but I didn't want to hurt you.
It's a little late | for that thought, isn't it? No.
You won't feel any pain.
Too bad, huh? The guy wrapped up the big case, but got | totaled in an accident on the way home.
Whoever said life was fair? Okay, let's go.
We got 30 minutes | until our sitting ducks touch down.
Michael, you're gonna be very proud of me.
| I did exactly what you wanted.
I let them drive me up here | and put you inside and Michael, you can stop | pretending now.
Michael.
Michael? You're not pretending, are you? | Michael, wake up! This should help.
- KITT? | - I see you're awake.
Michael, I'm afraid we have a problem.
| Seven-eighths of a kilometer ahead is a steep drop.
A drop? | Actually, a cliff.
At our rate of speed, we'll pass over | the edge in less than ten seconds.
We will then fall 456 meters | to the canyon floor below.
- Great! | - I may survive the impact.
However, you will not.
- Just hit the brakes! | - I am hitting the brakes.
Stop the car! I'm trying, Michael.
| But the law of gravity takes precedent.
If you're familiar with | Newton's Laws of Motion, then Rotate your turbo-booster.
Okay.
That wa | That's just too close.
And also, a brilliant demonstration | of Newton's Third Law of Motion.
Yeah, great.
Grade me later.
| Just Let's get out of here.
Come to Mama.
Foundation Control, this is Summit One.
| Request landing clearance.
Summit One, this is Foundation Control.
Devon Miles is standing by | to greet your party.
You are cleared to land.
Roger, Foundation.
Over.
Welcome.
Would you | follow me, please? Summit One, we are on a strict schedule.
| Please clear the runway.
KITT, patch me through to Devon.
| I want to warn him.
Sorry, Michael.
| I can't get through! Why? We got to be in range | of the airfield! We are.
But the security precautions | for the Third World leaders - include a telephone security code.
| - You don't have it? Human error, Michael.
| You told Devon the case was closed.
- Can you break the code? | - Do we have an hour? We don't have five minutes.
Michael, I have the assassination team | on the scanners.
We will overtake them | in a matter of minutes.
Good.
! Don't let 'em | out of your sight.
I don't intend to.
Michael, I should point | out that those cars are heavily armored and capable of | great rates of speed.
Although I'm more than a match | for any one of them, five at once could be a problem.
In that case, | we'll whittle 'em down one by one.
There they are, KITT.
| We're not too late.
This way, please.
Summit Two, please clear the runway.
Summit Three, this is Foundation | Control.
You are cleared to land.
Everybody, we're being pursued.
| I don't know how, but it's Knight.
- That's impossible! | - Yeah, well, "Impossible" is following at about 90 miles an hour! Pull the limos over.
| We'll stop him right here.
- Got it.
| - Uh, yeah, that's a roger.
Uh-oh.
Okay! | Here we go, KITT.
Whoo! Yeah! That's two down, KITT.
| And three to go.
How very nice to see you.
| Won't you come in? - He's back! He's still there! | - You go on.
We'll nail him.
- And then catch up with you.
| - Yeah.
I got you on the right there.
Michael, they've split up.
Two of | them are heading directly towards us.
I noticed.
I noticed.
It's worse than I thought.
The | limousines have reentered the picture.
Michael, all four vehicles | are converging on our position.
They will impact with us | in less than ten seconds.
Not if I can help it.
Whoo! Yeah! Let's get out of here, KITT, | and save the Third World leaders.
Not to mention our reputations.
Jacobs, where are you? Jacobs? Corey? Keller! Lopez! | Are you there? I'm sure the cars will be here | at any moment, gentlemen.
She's dangerously close | to the Third World leaders, Michael.
We have to, KITT.
| I owe that lady.
Mr.
Miles, there's | a single car approaching.
Stop that gray car | at all costs! - Hello, Devon.
| - What kept you? - Am I late? | - No.
?? A discouraging word ?? ?? And the skies are not cloudy all day ?? Oh, Devon! Hi! Michael, are you | out of your mind? These people have | a serious and critical meeting.
! Well, that's why they got to unwind! - I'll be right there, Abdul.
| - Devvy! Come on, I'll buy you a beer.
"Devvy"? | Devon! You represent the Free World | to these people.
You don't want 'em to think | we're all sticks in the mud, do ya? Come on! Come on! Now, look here ?? Home on the range ?? ?? Where the deer | and the antelope play ?? ?? Where seldom is heard ?? ?? A discouraging word ?? ?? And the skies | are not cloudy all day ???? Michael Knight, | a lone crusader in a dangerous world, the world of the Knight Rider.
They'll take a hit that would send a | production-line model directly to car heaven.
One of the security team | may be a plant, sent in on a hitjob.
I have the assassination team on the | scanners.
Those cars are heavily armored.
Five at once could be a problem.
Knight Rider, a shadowy flight | into the dangerous world of a man who does not exist.
Michael Knight, a young loner on a crusade to champion | the cause of the innocent, the helpless, | the powerless, in a world of criminals | who operate above the law.
Yesterday's bombing was the latest | in a string of deadly terrorist assaults that have left scores of casualties | throughout the world.
One can only wonder what effect | this will have on the summit conference, organized by the Foundation's | Devon Miles, which is scheduled to convene | five days from now.
At that time, Mr.
Miles hopes | to negotiate a treaty among three of the nations currently | harboring the terrorist brigades.
Hello.
Yes, we're | looking forward to the meeting.
Yes, I'm watching it now.
Absolutely terrible news.
It means that we will have to approach the | mission with a renewed sense of urgency.
Oh, don't worry.
You'll soon see | what steps I intend to take.
The important thing is that | words, not guns, should be employed now.
We don't need any more violence, and I'm | sorry, we have no more statements to make.
Thank you so much.
Michael, what is this? Seaweed.
What is seaweed doing | under KITT's hood? Oh, yeah.
Well.
| I can explain that.
- Perhaps you shouldn't, Michael.
| - Don't tell me Remember all those jewel robberies | down at the marina? Well, it turns out | the two thieves are scuba divers.
Anyway, KITT and I are | on the pier, and these two guys, they jump right in the ocean, | so naturally Michael.
Devon! What's the good word? I wish I had one.
| I'm sorry to disturb you both.
I'm afraid I need you to drive me | somewhere immediately.
All right.
KITT should be | ready in a couple seconds.
No.
We won't need KITT.
| I've arranged for another car.
Come along.
We must move quickly.
| Time is of the essence.
- Good-bye, Bonnie.
| - Well, I'll catch you guys later, huh? Here.
Why do you suppose | they excluded me, Bonnie? I don't know, KITT.
But don't take it personally.
| I won't.
You know I can't | take anything personally.
I've always known you were | a class act, Devon, but, uh, is it really necessary for me | to chauffeur you around like this? In this case, | absolutely essential, Michael.
In fact, you're virtually indispensable.
Looks like we got | some company.
Any ideas? Yes.
Lose it.
Anyway you can.
Okay, Devon, but | this sure isn't KITT.
We're like a tank | against a fighter plane here.
What am I supposed to do? | Be skillful, Michael.
Be skillful.
Well, Mr.
Redmond.
What is | your opinion of my opinion now? Well, you were not kiddin', Mr.
Miles.
This boy can hold his own with | the best.
He's gonna do just fine.
Do what fine? Would somebody | like to tell me what's goin' on here? All in good time, dear boy.
| All in good time.
Next week, the leaders | of three rather unstable Third World nations | will come together here in order to sign | an anti-terrorism treaty.
If this treaty is signed, it could put | international terrorism out ofbusiness.
Devon, I still don't see | the problem.
Because, Michael, one of the security | team may be a plant sent in on a hit job.
Or at the very least, to make sure | that the treaty isn't signed.
And I'm supposed | to find the hit man.
Right? Exactly.
Now, in order to polish | their skills for their assignment, the members of the security team will attend a | special session at Mr.
Redmond's Victory Academy.
He normally handles | groups of up to 100.
He teaches tactical and evasive | driving techniques along with advanced, | hand-to-hand combat, and weapons-oriented | bodyguard techniques.
I'm familiar with the place.
Now, do | you have any more information for me beyond the fact that one of | these guys just might be a ringer? Very little, I'm afraid.
Here are their dossiers, | but there isn't much to be learned from them.
So, with no leads, I got less than one week | to catch a bad guy who may not even exist.
Doesn't sound to me | to be too simple.
On the contrary, Michael.
| It seems perfectly simple to me.
Devon, let's say | there is a bad guy.
And he overreacts | and decides to waste me.
Oh, that would be a most serious | and unfortunate resolution, Michael.
But you're quite right.
| It would solve our problem.
What we're to do do our best to make | any possible suspect blow his or her cover.
I must say, it's an extremely | clever plan, though.
Must've been Mr.
Miles's idea.
- Why would you think that? | - Because it entails a rather objective and sophisticated insight - into your basic character.
| - Oh? Of course.
With your usual | lack of subtlety, you would have no problem at all in | panicking anyone with anything at all to hide.
- Actually, we might even go so far as to say | - KITT? - Yes, Michael.
I know.
| - Shut up.
Hi.
| Hi.
Looks like the training here | is pretty rough.
Maybe this is what they do | for roll call.
You sure this is part of the program? You big gorilla.
I didn't know | you were in this class.
Yeah.
I would have turned it down if I | knew they let little wimps like you into it.
Ha! If that's how they greet an old friend, I | wonder what they do when they meet an enemy? If we're careful, | we'll never find out.
- Margot Wells.
| - Michael Knight.
Howdy.
Keller.
The freelance fightin' | game's been a little shaky lately.
We're just trying to | keep our hand in.
Yeah.
We get high-strung | sitting around.
Oh, man.
Ain't nothin' | gonna get you high.
I know what you mean.
| That nervous energy keeps buildin'up.
Name's Corey.
| Jacobs.
Now you know who to call | when you want to work it off.
Uh-huh? I, uh, can think of a lot better | ways to burn off excess energy.
Well, you can start by burning off | a little energy with that.
I hate to be the one to break this | to ya, but this isn't Club Med.
You mean, I'm not gonna need my perfume, my | makeup, my sexy gowns and my string bikinis? That sounds great to me, but it's probably | the wrong kind of ammunition.
Hey, buddy.
How about a little | snapshot of that little package, huh? Anything? Yes.
A semiautomatic pistol,.
32 caliber, | three clips of ammunition.
- Yeah? | - Also, seven blouses, four pairs of slacks, two pairs of shoes, six sets | of undergarments, three KITT? - Yes, Michael? | - Shut up.
Well, as you can see, this isn't your | ordinary, Sunday-go-to-meetin' windshield.
Matter of fact, there's nothing about | any of these cars here that's ordinary.
They're not indestructible.
But they'll take a hit that would send a | production-line model directly to car heaven.
Whoo.
! Any chance I can get | one of those for my live-in? I don't think you could afford | the both of them, Keller, anyway.
Unless one, or both of'em, | were a dog.
Seems to me that a water bed | would be more your style.
Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha! | Hey.
Why don't you just save that | for the hand-to-hand class? Stow this, Jacobs.
Now, none of you should be too impressed | with this little demonstration of mine.
The best security measures | are those What, are you nuts? | It's practice, remember? It was an accident! The strap caught | the trigger when I put it in the rack.
No more accidents.
| All right? All right, Knight.
| All right.
Now, if you ask me, it's crazy | using live ammo in the first place! Yeah.
You're probably right.
But it does keep everybody | on their toes, now, doesn't it? Come on.
We got work to do.
| Let's go.
Come on! Hey, why don't you come back | and join the party? What's with that guy, anyway? Ah, he spent | three years in a Cuban prison in solitary.
Ever since then, he gets | in these weird moods.
Hey, where's Margot? I don't know.
She said | something about having to make a phone call.
Man, I hate white bread.
Better go round her up before | Bigfoot here eats everything in sight.
Hey, wait for me! | I need to call my bookie.
Hey! Hey! Hey! Michael? Good morning.
Is that your idea | of an alarm clock? Uh, good morning, Mr.
Knight.
No, it's just | a little Halloween smoke, that's all that is.
But, uh, it could just as easily have been | dynamite, fulminate, les plastiques, you name it.
Jacobs, shut up! But if I'd been a, uh, | a for-real bandito, now, I could have blown you people all so far | that your memories would have just been memories.
And then, with you out of the way, | your V.
I.
P.
Would be defenseless.
A sitting duck.
| Don't take yourself for granted.
A bodyguard is a target too.
But what I want you to remember | is you gotta be on, every minute.
All 24 hours of the day.
Now you're on your own | until roll call.
Knight.
Remember.
| All 24 hours of the day.
That goes double for you, amigo.
| Comprende? Comprende.
Michael, where are your pants? Never | mind.
KITT, I got a bone to pick with you.
According to my data on human anatomy, | you have 206 bones, - give or take some questionable cartilage.
| - I left you in your surveillance mode.
Now, why didn't you signal me | when Redmond went into my bungalow? If you recall, you yourself told me | that Mr.
Redmond could be trusted.
Oh, is that supposed to be | an idea of your logic? No.
It's an example of yours.
Speaking of which, when are you planning | to start making these people nervous? I'm starting tonight.
I'm gonna organize a card game.
I'm gonna | get rowdy, and drunk, and indiscreet.
Very well.
But when are you | planning to do some work? Seven.
Oh, that's good! I like that.
Man, that's a fool's bet.
Don't be bettin' | that.
That's a good one! I like this.
Here.
- Here.
Go ahead.
Go ahead.
| - Here's $60.
Hey! Seven! Oh, man.
Pick up your | money.
Listen, you guys.
You guys know anything | about this weirdoJacobs? I mean, you ever work | with him before? He's weird.
Hey, pal.
In our line of work, | asking anything about anybody is a risky proposition.
Lopez, don't get so touchy.
| I'm not asking anything about you.
- Not yet, anyway.
| - And that's the way I like to keep it.
Hey! Come on, let's just | play cards, all right? Let's just play! | It's practically the 21 st century.
You wanna bet anything worth knowing about you, | Lopez, or you, Keller, or any of us here at the table, is stored up | in some computer somewhere.
And all you gotta do | is know one thing.
- What? | - What buttons to push.
Shut up.
Shut up! Come on.
| Let's play cards, huh? Okay, today you're gonna practice | some ambush and evasive tactics.
It'll be two on one: Two cars | of baddies to one good guy.
Now, Lopez, I want you and Corey | to take the limos.
Knight, you and Keller | will attack Lopez.
Margot.
I'd like you and Jacobs | to attack Corey here.
All right? | Two against one.
Devon, I've been here two days, and I | thought I'd give you a preliminary report.
Redmond is a genius in denims.
What he doesn't know about terrorism | hasn't been discovered.
Corey is the wise guy.
| There's always one in every crowd.
He gets away with it because he's good.
Keller, he's the best driver in the group.
He does things they haven't | thought of in Detroit.
Lopez Well, he always | has a smile on his face.
He's as tough as | two men twice his size.
Margot is the brains of the group.
In class, she even startles Redmond.
Jacobs is a killing machine, Devon, | through and through.
In short, they're a perfect team.
The kind I'd be real happy | to go into combat with.
The problem is how do I detect | an assassin in a group of trained killers? The local hangout in town | is called the Buckaroo Club.
I'll meet you there.
Maybe one of us | will have a bright idea.
Hello, cowboy.
- Bonnie! | - Howdy, partner.
Trail boss sent me | to round you up.
Thataway.
Did you change your hair | or something? Devon, you look ridiculous.
Really? I thought | I looked like Gary Cooper.
Michael, we've had a devil of a time | trying to find you tonight.
Say, is this the only pub in this town? | It's country western.
And yeah, it is.
| Yes.
Very primitive.
And hideously noisy.
| Wait, wait.
That's chili! And believe me, a gourmet | like you wouldn't be interested.
Very unassuming.
| And much too simple.
You know, cayenne is | no substitute for cumin.
And all those beans.
| Phew.
And now, for a progress report.
Do you realize that we're running | very near the edge, so to speak? Devon, I've tried running it up the | flagpole, but so far, nobody's saluted.
- Hmm.
| - Meaning what? Meaning that he hasn't had | any reaction worth talking about.
Meaning that either there is no ringer, | or if there is one, his nerves are | a lot better than we thought.
Or you're not as obvious as you might be.
Though I find that | very hard to believe.
Bonnie, did he actually | give me a compliment? Listen, do any of the drivers know | exactly what the mission is yet? No, of course not.
Why should they be | briefed before it's absolutely necessary? That's true.
| But if there is a bad guy he would have to know, | wouldn't he? What a brilliant thought.
Yes, of course he would.
Well, Michael, I guess | we can call it a day.
Not yet, KITT.
I want to search | Margot's room.
I've heard that one before.
It'll give you something | to brood about during the night.
Ow, that hurts! It's supposed | to and are you armed, or do I have to embarrass | both of us by a frisk? What are you doin' in my | room? Would you buy lust? I wouldn't buy anything, at this point.
Want to | tell me why you're packin' a gun in your suitcase? Yeah, just as soon as you tell me | why you want to know.
You want to let me go? Look.
We're all in this | to do a job.
Not to spy on one another.
Or are we? Okay.
In this scenario, Lopez is the bodyguard, | Knight is the V.
I.
P.
Now, Keller, Corey, Wells and Jacobs | are hunting them down.
The Uzis will be using wax loads.
- Hey, what's the effect of the wax load? | - Well, they sting like hell, and they leave a nice, red splat, | so you know you're dead.
And when you find 'em, don't be gentle.
| A little pain can be highly motivational.
This could get very interesting.
| Knight, Lopez.
Remember, you're gonna have to be on your toes.
It doesn't | matter what hat you pull your particular rabbit out of, all that matters is survival | and as for the rest of you, the hit team remember, when you | find those two boys, don't be gentle.
Make 'em remember | that being stupid can hurt.
Okay.
! You bozos are stuck out in the middle of nowhere, | and you're unarmed.
These people'll give you | two minutes head start.
- Okay, take off.
| - So what happened to the two minutes? Corey, the terrorists don't play fair.
| Why should we? Go! Come on.
| All right.
- I'll outflank them.
| - Yeah, that's a good idea.
I hope you're on your toes, man.
Yeah, it's mutual.
It's a perfect setup.
It's a good | thing their bullets aren't real.
Yeah.
Hey.
I think | that we better split up.
It'll double our chances.
| Yeah, okay.
Go.
Good luck! KITT.
If anyone's playin' for keeps, this would be the perfect time | for them to try.
Get into this area and | monitor everything that moves.
Michael, I'm scanning | the area now.
Stand by.
I should be able to home in | on your recent communicator.
Come on.
Come on! Was that Knight? Michael, I'm locked onto you.
| There.
You're due south of my position.
It may take a little time | to reach you.
Uh-oh.
Michael, there's someone stalking you.
| Approximately 150 meters northeast of you.
KITT, I was right.
| They're using real bullets.
For someone who's been proven right, | you don't sound very pleased.
Wells.
What are you doing out here? | Where's your target? He's in trouble.
Somebody's trying | to kill him.
Wait! Are you sure? Jacobs.
I got away.
But he's hunting | down Michael, and Michael's unarmed.
Come on.
Let's get | some live ammo.
KITT.
You got me | on your scanners? - Yes, Michael.
| - Look, Jacobs is stalking me.
- Can you tell me where he is? | - I believe so, Michael.
There's another person about 12 meters | southeast of your position.
That's all I need to know.
Congratulations, Knight.
| You found your assassin.
Are you hurt? | Tell me the truth, Michael.
Devon, I'm fine.
My first hunch | was right, though.
It was Jacobs.
Has he talked? Who financed him? | Did he I'd like to be able | to pick his brain, but Unfortunately, he challenged | an Uzi and lost.
Well, you'd better start home.
| You can catch up in your paperwork while I go meet | the Third World leaders.
See you in a few hours, huh? Okay.
Looks like | I'm out of here.
Thank you very much.
| Thank you, Mike.
Good luck.
All right.
| See you, guys.
Thanks.
And you? Thank you very much | for saving my life.
Hmm! Michael, you're strangely quiet.
| Is something bothering you? KITT, the first day we arrived, Jacobs tried to kill me before | we put the game plan into action.
Why did he make the try then? He had no reason to be suspicious | at that point.
Perhaps it was just an accident, | as he claimed at the time.
And perhaps there really is a tooth fairy, | and perhaps there really is a Santa Claus.
Go to manual.
- What are you doing, Michael? | - We're goin' back! We're gonna find out why our game plan | worked so flawlessly.
What's he doin' here? Jacobs? You look pretty healthy | for a dead man.
You shouldn't have come back, Michael.
I figured that one out | for myself.
How many of you were involved | in all this? All of us.
The whole class.
No kidding! | Boy, I got to hand it to you.
That's brilliant.
| You set me up, didn't you? You staged Jacobs's death.
| All so I could call Devon and everyone breathes | a big sigh of relief.
Right! Then, when security is relaxed, | the Third World leaders are sitting ducks.
Where's Redmond? | He's in town.
He plans on coming back | to escort us to the airfield, but, uh, I think we're gonna leave | a little bit earlier than that.
You didn't kill him! Michael, we're professionals.
We only kill people | if we get paid for it.
Or if they get in the way.
| One thing still bothers me.
Your dossiers are clean all the way back.
| How'd you get past the security check? Wouldn't you like to know? | Leave him alone.
Go out and move his car.
We | don't want Redmond to see it.
We all have | our political beliefs, Michael, but, uh, sometimes Jacobs | gets a little carried away.
To answer your question, | we had a man on the inside.
Michael? Michael, are you there? Michael, your audio isn't on.
| I can hear you, but you can't hear me.
I'm sorry about this, Michael.
I really am.
| Yeah, I bet you are.
You know what? I liked you.
| I liked you a lot.
Hmm.
But I think, behind your | pretty smile and your pretty face, there's nothin' | but a grinning skull.
You both are forgetting one thing.
You kill | me, there's gonna be a lot of questions.
As far as Devon's concerned, | I'm driving home right now.
Michael, don't give them any ideas.
He's right, you know? - There will be questions.
| - No kidding.
You don't get bullet holes | cruising down the highway.
Michael, how clever.
| You want me to cooperate with them.
- Perhaps we better arrange | a little accident.
- What kind of accident? | - Lopez, why don't you go see what's keeping Jacobs? I think we're gonna | need that car.
Got it! I wish there could be | another way, Michael.
Hey, Jacobs! Hey, hey! What's the matter? | You've gone loco or something? Yeah, you try | opening the doors.
I've never seen | anything like it.
Hey, man.
| The pressure's getting to you! I know you're never | gonna believe me, but I didn't want to hurt you.
It's a little late | for that thought, isn't it? No.
You won't feel any pain.
Too bad, huh? The guy wrapped up the big case, but got | totaled in an accident on the way home.
Whoever said life was fair? Okay, let's go.
We got 30 minutes | until our sitting ducks touch down.
Michael, you're gonna be very proud of me.
| I did exactly what you wanted.
I let them drive me up here | and put you inside and Michael, you can stop | pretending now.
Michael.
Michael? You're not pretending, are you? | Michael, wake up! This should help.
- KITT? | - I see you're awake.
Michael, I'm afraid we have a problem.
| Seven-eighths of a kilometer ahead is a steep drop.
A drop? | Actually, a cliff.
At our rate of speed, we'll pass over | the edge in less than ten seconds.
We will then fall 456 meters | to the canyon floor below.
- Great! | - I may survive the impact.
However, you will not.
- Just hit the brakes! | - I am hitting the brakes.
Stop the car! I'm trying, Michael.
| But the law of gravity takes precedent.
If you're familiar with | Newton's Laws of Motion, then Rotate your turbo-booster.
Okay.
That wa | That's just too close.
And also, a brilliant demonstration | of Newton's Third Law of Motion.
Yeah, great.
Grade me later.
| Just Let's get out of here.
Come to Mama.
Foundation Control, this is Summit One.
| Request landing clearance.
Summit One, this is Foundation Control.
Devon Miles is standing by | to greet your party.
You are cleared to land.
Roger, Foundation.
Over.
Welcome.
Would you | follow me, please? Summit One, we are on a strict schedule.
| Please clear the runway.
KITT, patch me through to Devon.
| I want to warn him.
Sorry, Michael.
| I can't get through! Why? We got to be in range | of the airfield! We are.
But the security precautions | for the Third World leaders - include a telephone security code.
| - You don't have it? Human error, Michael.
| You told Devon the case was closed.
- Can you break the code? | - Do we have an hour? We don't have five minutes.
Michael, I have the assassination team | on the scanners.
We will overtake them | in a matter of minutes.
Good.
! Don't let 'em | out of your sight.
I don't intend to.
Michael, I should point | out that those cars are heavily armored and capable of | great rates of speed.
Although I'm more than a match | for any one of them, five at once could be a problem.
In that case, | we'll whittle 'em down one by one.
There they are, KITT.
| We're not too late.
This way, please.
Summit Two, please clear the runway.
Summit Three, this is Foundation | Control.
You are cleared to land.
Everybody, we're being pursued.
| I don't know how, but it's Knight.
- That's impossible! | - Yeah, well, "Impossible" is following at about 90 miles an hour! Pull the limos over.
| We'll stop him right here.
- Got it.
| - Uh, yeah, that's a roger.
Uh-oh.
Okay! | Here we go, KITT.
Whoo! Yeah! That's two down, KITT.
| And three to go.
How very nice to see you.
| Won't you come in? - He's back! He's still there! | - You go on.
We'll nail him.
- And then catch up with you.
| - Yeah.
I got you on the right there.
Michael, they've split up.
Two of | them are heading directly towards us.
I noticed.
I noticed.
It's worse than I thought.
The | limousines have reentered the picture.
Michael, all four vehicles | are converging on our position.
They will impact with us | in less than ten seconds.
Not if I can help it.
Whoo! Yeah! Let's get out of here, KITT, | and save the Third World leaders.
Not to mention our reputations.
Jacobs, where are you? Jacobs? Corey? Keller! Lopez! | Are you there? I'm sure the cars will be here | at any moment, gentlemen.
She's dangerously close | to the Third World leaders, Michael.
We have to, KITT.
| I owe that lady.
Mr.
Miles, there's | a single car approaching.
Stop that gray car | at all costs! - Hello, Devon.
| - What kept you? - Am I late? | - No.
?? A discouraging word ?? ?? And the skies are not cloudy all day ?? Oh, Devon! Hi! Michael, are you | out of your mind? These people have | a serious and critical meeting.
! Well, that's why they got to unwind! - I'll be right there, Abdul.
| - Devvy! Come on, I'll buy you a beer.
"Devvy"? | Devon! You represent the Free World | to these people.
You don't want 'em to think | we're all sticks in the mud, do ya? Come on! Come on! Now, look here ?? Home on the range ?? ?? Where the deer | and the antelope play ?? ?? Where seldom is heard ?? ?? A discouraging word ?? ?? And the skies | are not cloudy all day ???? Michael Knight, | a lone crusader in a dangerous world, the world of the Knight Rider.