Knight Rider (1982) s01e17 Episode Script
A Nice, Indecent Little Town
- I saw Ron Austin.
| - The counterfeiter? - In Alpine Crest? | - Let's go get him! He is a slippery one, | isn't he, Michael? I have a constitutional right | to know what's going on.
As soon as I know what's going on, I | promise you you'll be the second to know.
Money! | - I gotta get through! It's counterfeit! Either you find a way to detour him, | or I'll shut down the presses.
- He's a Bible salesman.
| - That's what keeps America great.
Michael sent me.
| He's in jail.
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.
I don't know, KITT.
| Maybe he slipped out the back.
I'm picking up a man | who fits his description coming out now.
Stand by, KITT.
I may need | you.
Of course, Michael.
Get him around back.
| Pick me up real quick.
Here I am, Michael.
| Hop in.
Let's go get him! - He is a slippery one, isn't he, Michael? | - That's the word, KITT.
I still don't believe it.
! Money.
! Money.
! | He's throwing away money.
! Move! I gotta get through! | It's counterfeit! Anyway, for the first time, | I had him cold.
He goes in to make his contact, | he comes out with a briefcase briefcase full of money.
Then he slips out to the back side of the | hotel.
I follow him.
He opens the briefcase - How do I look? | Fine.
- Where's the matching handkerchief? | - Oh.
There we are.
Oh.
KITT's rotors are overheating.
I'll increase the gap | five degrees and retime.
Am I interrupting something | here or what? Relax, Michael.
We'll manage | to capture your counterfeiter.
- Good.
When? | - We'll get together immediately after my speech.
My speech.
Bonnie, I seem to | have misplaced my note cards.
Your left pocket.
| Oh.
What is so important | about this speech? The Foundation is presenting an award | to the town of Alpine Crest for the lowest | per capita crime rate in the state.
Although it may seem | unlikely to you, Michael, it is barely conceivable that you may | find parts of my speech interesting.
After all, at the very worst, you | could use an hour or two of relaxation.
Yeah, b ¢ÜI get off on '57 Chevys ¢Ü ¢ÜI get off on screaming guitars ¢Ü ¢ÜLike the way it gets me ¢Ü ¢ÜEvery time it hits me ¢Ü ¢ÜI've got a rock-and-roll ¢Ü ¢ÜI've got a rock-and-roll heart ¢Ü¢Ü Can I buy you a drink? Uh, normally I don't accept | offers like that from strangers, but since it's lemonade, | I'll make an exception.
Got it.
Hi.
| Hi.
I'm Michael Knight.
| Jobina Bruce.
Nice little town | you've got around here.
Yeah.
Is this your first visit | to Alpine Crest? Actually, I'm just passin' through.
I didn't think | places like this existed anymore.
Neither did I.
I came here a couple months | ago to help my aunt, and I was shocked.
Hasn't changed in 12 years.
What do you do? Um, I help run the local newspaper.
I'd call myself a reporter, but actually, | there's not too much to report.
This is Mr.
Miles.
| Thank you, sir.
Sit down.
| Well, what a turnout.
You know, it's civic pride like this that's made Alpine Crest | what it is today.
Wouldn't you say so? Now, before we get to | our honored guest, I would like to turn the microphone over | to one of my favorite people, and I'm sure one of yours, Martha Haberstraw.
Uh, thank you, Sheriff, and Mr.
Barnswell, and thanks all of you folks | for your support and for your enthusiasm.
It is my pleasure to introduce | a distinguished gentleman who has come here | to confer an honor upon all of us.
Uh, Devon Miles, from the Foundation | for Law and Government.
Uh, Mr.
Miles.
Thank you, Mrs.
Haberstraw.
Sheriff, Mr.
Barnswell, members of | the town council, ladies and gentlemen, the Foundation, | of which I am the director, annually presents an award to the community | with the lowest per capita crime rate.
- This year it is my honor | to bestow that award What do you think you're doing? | Trying to catch up to an old friend.
I advise you to catch up | with your friend someplace else, or else I'm gonna have to | take you in for disturbing the peace.
Yeah, right.
| Thanks for the advice.
I'll say this for you, Michael.
You have an uncanny facility | for making me forget my lines.
If it hadn't been for my notes, I would have been | hopelessly lost.
Devon, it wasn't intentional.
Not to mention, if those people had known | that you were employed by the Foundation, they would have thrown me off the dais.
Devon, I'm sorry | I spoiled your presentation, but I had a very good reason.
And what, may I ask, was that? - I saw Ron Austin there.
| - The counterfeiter? - In Alpine Crest? - The most | crime-free community in the state? Crime-free or not, I saw him.
He may have been on his way | to Twin Falls or a bigger city, but as long as he's here, | I'm gonna give it a shot.
With your permission, of course.
As you say, Michael, | give it a shot.
Not even a good-bye? | See you later? Aloha? Aloha.
Cheers.
Cheers! KITT, I need a visual on Ron Austin.
Certainly, Michael.
| I'll show you what I have available.
That's good.
Freeze.
Picture perfect.
| Can you give me a hard copy? How's that for service? Terrific.
Wait a minute.
| Are you sure this is not counterfeit? - I beg your pardon? | - Just a joke, pal.
That's the guy that caused | all the trouble.
Uh-huh.
Excuse me, Sheriff.
| Well, a familiar face.
Yeah.
Sorry about that.
In fact, that's why I'm here.
| I'm a freelance skip tracer.
I've been chasing this guy | across the tristate area.
You know him? No, never saw him before.
| What's he wanted for? Well, he jumped bail | on an old warrant.
I saw him this morning | in the crowd at the award ceremony.
Oh, I find that pretty hard to believe.
A fella like that in Alpine Crest? Why? I don't know.
| I don't either.
Well, I'll keep an eye out for him, | pass the word on to my deputies, but I wouldn't get any hopes up | if I were you.
Sorry.
| Can't ask for more than that.
Mm-hmm.
| Thanks for your time, huh? Boy, I don't believe this place.
| It's like it's frozen out of the '50s.
I keep expecting to see | Wally and the Beaver.
"Wally and the Beaver"? | That doesn't compute, Michael.
Are they a part | of the counterfeit operation? No.
Just part of my past, KITT.
Michael, we've covered every block | in Alpine Crest 2.
7 times.
I think it's reasonable | to assume Mr.
Austin is, as the saying goes, long gone.
I wish I could argue with you, pal, but I think you're right.
¢ÜI've got a rock-and-roll ¢Ü ¢ÜI've got a rock-and-roll heart ¢Ü ¢ÜI've got a | You've got a ¢Ü ¢ÜRock-and-roll heart ¢Ü ¢ÜI've got a | You've got a ¢Ü ¢ÜRock-and-roll heart ¢Ü¢Ü Michael.
Hi, Jobina.
| Uh, I'll be back.
Hi.
| Hi.
Can I buy you a drink? Yeah.
How about a beer? Good.
Uh, Christy, bring the | man a beer, please.
Thanks.
Well, this is a surprise.
Um, the way you took off all of a | sudden, I never expected to see you again.
Well, here I am.
How's the | biggest story of 1983 coming? Slow.
Writing is hell.
"Writing is hell"? | I thought the expression is "War is hell.
" Obviously said by someone | who never attempted to write.
So why'd you decide | to stay? Well, it's too late to drive anywhere.
I thought | I'd check in, get a room, take off tomorrow.
- What about you? | - It's not that simple for me.
I keep waiting for my good-bye story.
Good-bye story? | What's a good-bye story? That is the story that will launch me | into big-city journalism.
- Aha.
| - Aha.
You see, I'm a little impatient, and well, I don't want to spend 10 years as | a junior reporter on some big-city paper before I get a chance | to cover something other than, well, the social events | or the food section.
Listen to me rattle on.
You | probably want to get up to your room.
Well, I could use a shower.
Okay.
Well, listen, if you need anything, | please feel free to call me.
I'll be at the office, | slaving away.
Okay.
Good luck.
| And, uh, thanks for the beer, huh? My pleasure.
Well, guess what.
Knight just checked in to the hotel.
Terrific.
What does this mean I'm | supposed to do now? Spend the night here? Well, you got a safer place | in mind? Of all the places, this guy had to decide to | spend the night in the sleeping bag of the West.
Wait a minute.
| He'd have been gone this afternoon if you hadn't taken | your little stroll through the park.
Now, what is this? A hamburger? I ordered a steak.
| Oh, that's too bad.
I don't want to give you a hard time, but | you have to understand about my lifestyle.
You see, I go first-class.
I stay in the best hotels, | eat the best food.
I cannot operate at my peak if I'm | sleeping in cots, eating hamburgers and the TV all I can get is this | crazy lady and her knitting class.
Why don't you people get | a cable TV hookup? Austin, look, I don't give a damn | about your lifestyle.
You just do your job, | and I'll do mine.
That's fair enough.
I'd say your job right now is to | see that Knight leaves Alpine Crest as soon as possible.
He will.
| Leave it to me.
In the meantime, I want you to | do your job tomorrow and fast.
'Cause every minute you're in this town, | you disturb my lifestyle.
Perfect.
I'll wire a copy of this | off to Washington, and in 24 hours I'll know everything | there is to know about Michael Knight.
And whatever breaks, | it's my exclusive, right? That's our agreement, isn't it? Yeah.
Oh, I meant to ask you something.
Why did you pick me | to work with you? I believe I explained to you | how sensitive this case is.
If the C.
I.
A.
Is involved, | I know how sensitive it is, but you never told me | exactly what the case was.
It involves | a terminated federal project and counterfeit money.
Counterfeit money? | Can you tell me anything else? Who are you suspicious of? | Why are you so reluctant to be seen? Look, I can't answer | those questions.
Not yet.
Now, your participation | in this phase is finished.
Stay away from Knight.
You know, I wouldn't mind | doing a little extra research.
All for the good of my country, | of course.
There are two rules | in this business, young lady.
Rule number one is never become | involved with a potential adversary.
What's rule number two? Never become involved | with a potential friend.
Tough rules.
| Well, it's a tough business.
That's what keeps America great.
¢ÜBlame it on midnight ¢Ü ¢Ü Ooh ¢Ü¢Ü | Good morning, Michael.
Morning, KITT.
Well, KITT, say good-bye | to Alpine Crest.
It's such a nice, decent little town.
That's what everybody says.
Bet your turbo ducts | will miss the fresh air, huh? I'm specifically designed to perform | uniformly in any type of weather.
Thus, fresh air is neither an advantage, | nor a disadvantage.
In other words, neither rain, | nor snow, nor gloom of night will stay you from | your appointed rounds.
That was, as they say, rather poetic.
Did you make it up? Nope.
| Read it in the post office underneath the mug shots.
I should have known.
Sheriff, this is Deputy Cole.
| Knight's gone.
You're missing the climax here.
The knitting | lady is slipping a thing around a mannequin.
Very sensuous stuff.
Get your gear ready.
| He's gone? - He's goin'.
| - Well, it's about time.
Not that I don't appreciate | your hospitality.
Have you talked to Barnswell? I don't talk to Barnswell unless | I have to.
That is your department.
Considering the fat percentage you | pull down, what is your department? Saving you from yourself and keeping Alpine Crest the kind | of town nobody looks at twice.
Now get your stuff.
Michael, what's our | destination? I don't know, KITT.
We're not giving up | on Ron Austin, are we? No, we're not giving up.
We never give up.
| You know that.
'Alpine Crest.
| Home of the Hallelujah Press.
" Hallelujah Press? I wonder what that is.
It's the largest | Bible printers in the state.
You know, we've been stumped as to why | Ron Austin came to this little town.
What if it wasn't to to distribute money, | but to pick it up? I don't follow your logic.
I'm not sure that logic enters into it.
Except to make counterfeit money, you need more than plates and paper.
You need a printing press, KITT.
- Are we hiding? | - No, KITT.
We're just keeping | a low profile for a while.
Oh, hello.
| Hi.
Oh, can I help you? Yes, you can.
I just dropped by | to seeJobina for a couple minutes.
Oh, you're the young man | she told me about.
Michael Knight? That's right.
| You're Martha Haberstraw, aren't you? Do you have any idea how long it's been since a handsome | young man remembered my name? Don't answer that.
Be patient with her.
| She likes you.
I can always tell.
Oh, what are you saying about me? | Aunt Martha! Oh, it it is time to be moving on.
Remember what I said.
| Bye-bye.
Take whatever she said | with a grain of salt.
I thought you left town.
| Yeah, I did.
But you know what? I'm beginning to like this little town.
As a matter of | fact, I'm thinking about staying and buying a small business.
I heard the Hallelujah Press | was for sale.
Well, Charles Barnswell bought it | from my aunt last year.
I can't imagine | where you heard it was for sale.
No kidding.
| Who's Charles Barnswell? A businessman.
He, uh | He's a retired government official.
What branch of government? | I don't know.
Why are you asking me all these | questions? What's going on? I wish I knew.
Besides this newspaper here | and the Hallelujah Press, are there any other companies | in town that use printing presses? No.
No, not that I can think of.
| Okay.
Thanks.
Michael.
Michael, I'm a reporter.
Listen, I have a | constitutional right to know what's going on.
You're absolutely right.
And when I find out, I promise you | you'll be the second to know.
Tribune.
Jobina Bruce speaking.
What? I thought you told me to | discourage him.
Yeah, well, I just got the report back | from Washington.
There's no record of his prints, no driver's license, | no social security number nothing.
Well, then who is he? | That's a very good question.
I want you to try | and get close to him, okay? Use your feminine wiles on him.
Work | him over a little, love him up some.
He'll break.
| They all do.
Mr.
Larkin, there are limits | to what I consider my patriotic duty.
And another thing, why am I the | only one doing any work around here? Well, look at it this way.
Those Watergate | reporters had to spend months in a damp garage.
All things considered, | you got it pretty easy.
Thanks.
You got that, Devon? Charles Barnswell, | retired federal employee.
Let me see what I can do.
By the way, are you still in Alpine | Crest? Are you enjoying yourself? Well, let me put it this way.
It's a real nice place | if you're thinking of retirement.
Oh, don't mention that, my dear | fellow.
Don't even think it.
- I'll get back to you as soon as possible.
| - Okay.
Give Bonnie a kiss for me, will you? I will.
Of course.
Michael, believe it or not, | there's Austin.
Hi.
Listen, I'm sorry I was so rude | in there.
I just had a lot on my mind.
Excuse me.
Michael, look out.
KITT, watch out for pedestrians.
Of course, Michael.
Don't worry, Michael.
| We'll catch him.
Here we go.
Whoo! Yeah! Attention all units, two vehicles are racing | out of control through town.
This is Car Three.
| I got the lead vehicle in sight.
Hey, what's going on? | I'm pursuing a suspect.
You have the right | to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will be | used against you in a court of law.
Hey, Sheriff.
| Hmm? What about that phone call, huh? | Local call? No, it's not a local call.
What is | this? I'm entitled to a phone call.
Okay.
I'll see what I can do.
Look, you may not like what I did, but I | did it because I was pursuing a suspect.
Knight, I don't know who or what you are, but you are not a cop.
And in this town, | the cops will pursue the suspects.
Okay? Sheriff, i-if you don't mind, | I'd like my watch back, please.
Sorry.
Against regulations.
Look, you're in big trouble, man.
If I were you, I'd be less concerned | with regulations and more concerned with what's | going on in front of your face! Mr.
Knight, there are a lot of people | in this world I'll take advice from, but they don't talk to me | from behind bars.
See? Enjoy your meal.
That corn bread's homemade.
Well, I've never seen anything | like this car before.
I got an idea.
Nice car.
Good car.
It's a car, Hanks, not a dog.
Wait a minute.
I got a better idea.
| Do it again.
It'll just move again.
Do it.
All right.
! Where have you been? | Don't ask.
What do you mean, "Don't ask"? You were | supposed to be here at 1:00 this afternoon.
I'm having a little problem | with a joker in a hot Trans-Am.
He's been on my tail for two days.
Every | time I think I've lost him, he shows up again.
It's okay now.
| Moore's got him in jail.
It's about time he did something | to justify his percentage.
I gave him a hard enough time.
Don't | you get on his case.
He does his job.
Who'd ever think of Alpine Crest | as the counterfeit capital of the world? Anyway, I've got some people to see.
| Where's the money? It's not ready yet.
It was supposed | to be ready by 1:00 this afternoon.
You got problems, | I got problems.
There's a company man in town.
Company.
You mean C.
I.
A.
I saw him this afternoon | when I went out for a sandwich.
His name's Larkin.
I remembered | him from a couple of years ago.
He was a junior field operative at the | time.
He's apparently been promoted.
- Good for him.
Where's a glass? | - Don't you hear what I'm saying? You think Larkin's here | for the clean air? He knows something.
| He's here on assignment.
You're not letting your imagination | run away with you again? Don't be condescending | with me, Austin.
I'm the one | who's vulnerable here.
I'm the one who headed up the pilot | program to counterfeit money.
And when the company shut it down, I'm the one who got the plates | before they were destroyed.
I created this operation.
Imagination? You wouldn't | know the meaning of the word.
I'll make it real clear for you.
I spent 25 years with the company, and there's no way I'm gonna spend | the next 25 in prison.
Now, if Larkin stays, I go.
Either you find a way to detour him, or I'll shut down the presses | and take the plates with me.
KITT? KITT, are you there? - Yes, Devon.
| - Ah.
KITT, what's happening? I've been | trying to reach Michael for over an hour.
Michael is indisposed.
Oh.
That means he's either | with a young lady or he's in jail.
- No comment.
| - I admire your loyalty, KITT.
Frankly, I'd just as soon not know | unless, of course, he's in real trouble.
I've got the information | on Charles Barnswell that he requested.
When you see him, tell him | that Barnswell worked for the C.
I.
A on several top-secret pilot projects before retiring last year.
- That's curious.
| - Retiring? No.
The last project he worked on involved a plan to | destabilize the economies of unfriendly countries.
Believe it or not, | it involved infiltrating counterfeit U.
S.
Dollars | into the monetary system.
Hmm.
The counterfeit plates used | were of the highest possible quality.
Only recently it was discovered | that they were not destroyed after all.
At present, | their whereabouts is unknown.
Well, there you have it.
Keep an eye on Michael.
- I'll do my best, Devon.
| - Right.
That's the spirit.
As an American citizen, not to mention | a member of the press, I insist Wait a minute.
That little fish wrapper you're | printing up, you're calling that the press? Just as surely as you call those six high | school dropouts in uniform the police force.
Jobina, I've known | your Aunt Martha four years now ever since I took over as sheriff.
I like her, she likes me, | and that'll buy you a little flexibility.
But it won't buy you sensationalizing | Knight's arrest in the Tribune.
This town has a reputation to maintain, | and I'm the head maintenance man.
Got that? | Now don't forget it.
He's right in there.
Hi.
Hi.
Listen, I would have baked you a | cake with a hacksaw blade in it, but I flunked | home economics.
That's okay.
I flunked hacksaw.
| Thanks for coming.
It's the least I could do.
| You okay? No.
What'd they do? | Violate your civil rights? Did they beat you | with a rubber hose? Wait, wait.
Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.
Just forget | about your good-bye story for a minute and listen to me.
Jobina, I'm not a skip tracer.
I'm not an investor | looking for a small business.
I work with Devon Miles, the man your Aunt Martha invited | to speak at the award ceremony.
If you're with that Foundation, | why are you keeping it such a big secret? Because something strange is going on around | here, and it's gettin' stranger by the minute.
Jobina, I came here in pursuit of | a counterfeit-money broker.
When I saw him at the award ceremony, | I thought he was passing through.
But I changed my mind.
| I think he came here for a reason.
- You mean Ron Austin? | - You know Ron Austin? The The guy you chased in the park.
He's a Bible salesman.
At least that's what | Mr.
Barnswell told us.
You've seen him before? Yeah.
He comes through here | once or twice a month.
He stops by the Hallelujah Press, | picks up some Bibles.
You know, for a guy in that profession, | he's a terrible flirt.
Barnswell! | Why didn't I think of that before? Barnswell.
He bought the Hallelujah Press | as a front for the counterfeit-money presses.
Michael, this is it.
| This is my story.
Jobina, I'll make a deal with ya.
We need each other.
| Now, we team up here, I get the counterfeiters | and you get your good-bye story.
- Deal? | - What do I have to do? I've never talked to a car before.
Actually, that's not true.
Yeah, I did talk to my Volkswagen.
The difference is | it never talked back.
Please, talk to me.
If you don't, | I'll never forgive myself.
Michael sent me.
| He's in jail.
KITT, he needs your help.
Please, he told me | you'd know what to do.
Is there anything I can do for you? Now that you mention it, yes.
- If you'd be so kind as to put me down.
| - Down? My dear, I'm a car, not a plane.
Oh.
Yes, of course you are.
The release button is to your left.
So, tell me, what were you doing | up there in the first place? Spinning my wheels.
- That was a joke.
| - Oh.
As Michael would say, thanks, pal.
Oh.
Sure.
Oh, of course, of course.
| Anytime.
Uh, is there anything else | I can do for you? Yes.
Stand back.
- You rang, Michael? | - What the hell was that? Hop in.
Michael, I must remind you this sort of thing | is causing excessive wear and tear to my system.
When he didn't answer a second time, I | thought I'd check and see if he was okay.
This is it.
Hey, hey.
Stand back.
Uh, his name's Larkin.
Is he dead? Jobina.
Jobina! My, aren't we in a foul mood.
Busy morning? I want to see both those stories.
Knight's escape and the murder | before you go to press.
- I can't believe you said that.
| - Well, you believe it.
And you believe I can back it up too.
Sheriff, I don't know | where you think you are, but you've got | your geography confused.
This is not Russia! It's not | some South American dictatorship.
We have freedom of the press here | and very tough laws to guarantee it.
A lot tougher than you are.
Give a girl a little college, she | thinks she knows how the world works.
You stay away from me.
| No.
That isn't my style.
Here's my style.
I've got a witness who can place you in the | immediate vicinity of the police garage just minutes before somebody took | that car and busted Knight out of jail.
Now, if you weren't with your Aunt | Martha playing bridge during that time, I can arrest you right now | as an accessory.
Now you think about that before you print your little stories.
Michael, we can't stay | hidden here forever.
- Punch me up a visual, will you, KITT? | - Right away, Michael.
As you can see, the patrol cars are | still in the immediate area.
Ah.
Yoo-hoo.
Good morning.
| Good morning.
Let me give you a hand | with this, huh? Oh.
Well, just put it on the chair there.
| We'll take it inside in a while.
No luck? | No luck.
Aunt Martha, they're everywhere.
I couldn't | get within a hundred yards of Hallelujah Press.
Good.
Then maybe you'll have enough time | to come for a country breakfast with me.
I couldn't think of anything better | Oh.
But I'm sorry, I don't have the time.
Aunt Martha, | I need your help.
Now, Aunt Martha, just sit back, relax, | and leave the driving to me.
Oh, KITT, this is fun.
| I love it.
- I'm glad, Aunt Martha.
| - Oh, my.
! Patrol, we've spotted Knight | heading north on 3-7.
Repeat.
Highway 37, heading north.
| Move in to intercept.
That's a roger.
Oh, my Lord! Here we go, Aunt Martha.
- Wow! | - Sheriff, I got him heading my way.
I'll run him back to you.
Hang on, Aunt Martha.
Here we go.
Oh! What you did | is the act of an insane man.
You said to detour Junior | Agent Larkin.
Well, dig this.
One man's detour | is another's derailment.
So I derailed the sucker.
What are you, a child? You don't walk around, kill a C.
I.
A.
Field agent and continue to walk around.
Whether you know it or not, | you're a dead man.
I don't do business with dead men.
You take one more step, | and you'll never do business again.
Okay, Austin.
You want the | plates? You got the plates.
You're driving.
Hey.
What are you doing | in her car? I thought I told you | to let me handle this.
Well, they're not in | there.
They left.
Which way? Here we are, Aunt Martha.
| Safe and sound.
Oh, hot dog! What a car! I gotta borrow it.
Well, | whatever you say, good-lookin'.
What do you think you're doin'? You | want to argue or catch those guys? Okay.
Bye-bye.
Whoo! I'm getting a reading | on the suspect vehicle.
He will enter the monitor | at south-southeast, color yellow.
All right.
If we play this one right, we should | be able to run the whole table with one ball.
Let's go for it! Hang on.
Sheriff, this is Deputy Cole.
The suspect's headed your way, | north on Highway 12.
I got him now.
There he is.
You said some guy in a black Trans-Am had been | following you.
Look behind and tell me if that's him.
I don't believe it.
Give him a blast, KITT.
| You there.
Austin.
Pull over.
Are they okay? Yeah.
Just shaken up.
Hey, KITT.
I think we crossed the county line.
Patch me through | to a friendly sheriff, will ya? - I'll see what I can do, Michael.
| - Is there anything this car can't do? I think a woman | would be a better judge of that.
I beg your pardon? Tell you the truth, Devon, | don't you feel a little foolish, giving them the Foundation's award, finding out their town | didn't have a low crime rate after all? I imagine the new sheriff will, uh, | restore tranquillity in short order.
I'm glad they kept the award.
I never realized | there were still towns like that.
I think I'd have liked growing up there.
By the way, is Jobina really going to leave, | now that she's got her good-bye story? Well, if I were a betting man, | I would, uh, wager that she would think it over | and then decide to stay.
- I hope she does.
| - So you know where to find her? Yeah, that's a thought.
Well, now that Aunt Martha's back at | the helm of the Hallelujah Press again, she wanted each of you | to have a keepsake.
Ah, a Bible.
| Hey, it's nice.
- Beautiful, isn't it? | - Yes.
Quite.
- And informative.
| - May I ask who programmed it? Well, that's, uh, | kind of a long story, KITT.
That's all right, Michael.
| I have plenty of time.
It seems to me that you've got your | work cut out, old boy.
Come, Bonnie.
- Oh, wait a minute.
| - Bye-bye.
Uh Uh | Michael, I'm sure it's no problem.
Just begin at the beginning.
Okay.
| - The counterfeiter? - In Alpine Crest? | - Let's go get him! He is a slippery one, | isn't he, Michael? I have a constitutional right | to know what's going on.
As soon as I know what's going on, I | promise you you'll be the second to know.
Money! | - I gotta get through! It's counterfeit! Either you find a way to detour him, | or I'll shut down the presses.
- He's a Bible salesman.
| - That's what keeps America great.
Michael sent me.
| He's in jail.
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.
I don't know, KITT.
| Maybe he slipped out the back.
I'm picking up a man | who fits his description coming out now.
Stand by, KITT.
I may need | you.
Of course, Michael.
Get him around back.
| Pick me up real quick.
Here I am, Michael.
| Hop in.
Let's go get him! - He is a slippery one, isn't he, Michael? | - That's the word, KITT.
I still don't believe it.
! Money.
! Money.
! | He's throwing away money.
! Move! I gotta get through! | It's counterfeit! Anyway, for the first time, | I had him cold.
He goes in to make his contact, | he comes out with a briefcase briefcase full of money.
Then he slips out to the back side of the | hotel.
I follow him.
He opens the briefcase - How do I look? | Fine.
- Where's the matching handkerchief? | - Oh.
There we are.
Oh.
KITT's rotors are overheating.
I'll increase the gap | five degrees and retime.
Am I interrupting something | here or what? Relax, Michael.
We'll manage | to capture your counterfeiter.
- Good.
When? | - We'll get together immediately after my speech.
My speech.
Bonnie, I seem to | have misplaced my note cards.
Your left pocket.
| Oh.
What is so important | about this speech? The Foundation is presenting an award | to the town of Alpine Crest for the lowest | per capita crime rate in the state.
Although it may seem | unlikely to you, Michael, it is barely conceivable that you may | find parts of my speech interesting.
After all, at the very worst, you | could use an hour or two of relaxation.
Yeah, b ¢ÜI get off on '57 Chevys ¢Ü ¢ÜI get off on screaming guitars ¢Ü ¢ÜLike the way it gets me ¢Ü ¢ÜEvery time it hits me ¢Ü ¢ÜI've got a rock-and-roll ¢Ü ¢ÜI've got a rock-and-roll heart ¢Ü¢Ü Can I buy you a drink? Uh, normally I don't accept | offers like that from strangers, but since it's lemonade, | I'll make an exception.
Got it.
Hi.
| Hi.
I'm Michael Knight.
| Jobina Bruce.
Nice little town | you've got around here.
Yeah.
Is this your first visit | to Alpine Crest? Actually, I'm just passin' through.
I didn't think | places like this existed anymore.
Neither did I.
I came here a couple months | ago to help my aunt, and I was shocked.
Hasn't changed in 12 years.
What do you do? Um, I help run the local newspaper.
I'd call myself a reporter, but actually, | there's not too much to report.
This is Mr.
Miles.
| Thank you, sir.
Sit down.
| Well, what a turnout.
You know, it's civic pride like this that's made Alpine Crest | what it is today.
Wouldn't you say so? Now, before we get to | our honored guest, I would like to turn the microphone over | to one of my favorite people, and I'm sure one of yours, Martha Haberstraw.
Uh, thank you, Sheriff, and Mr.
Barnswell, and thanks all of you folks | for your support and for your enthusiasm.
It is my pleasure to introduce | a distinguished gentleman who has come here | to confer an honor upon all of us.
Uh, Devon Miles, from the Foundation | for Law and Government.
Uh, Mr.
Miles.
Thank you, Mrs.
Haberstraw.
Sheriff, Mr.
Barnswell, members of | the town council, ladies and gentlemen, the Foundation, | of which I am the director, annually presents an award to the community | with the lowest per capita crime rate.
- This year it is my honor | to bestow that award What do you think you're doing? | Trying to catch up to an old friend.
I advise you to catch up | with your friend someplace else, or else I'm gonna have to | take you in for disturbing the peace.
Yeah, right.
| Thanks for the advice.
I'll say this for you, Michael.
You have an uncanny facility | for making me forget my lines.
If it hadn't been for my notes, I would have been | hopelessly lost.
Devon, it wasn't intentional.
Not to mention, if those people had known | that you were employed by the Foundation, they would have thrown me off the dais.
Devon, I'm sorry | I spoiled your presentation, but I had a very good reason.
And what, may I ask, was that? - I saw Ron Austin there.
| - The counterfeiter? - In Alpine Crest? - The most | crime-free community in the state? Crime-free or not, I saw him.
He may have been on his way | to Twin Falls or a bigger city, but as long as he's here, | I'm gonna give it a shot.
With your permission, of course.
As you say, Michael, | give it a shot.
Not even a good-bye? | See you later? Aloha? Aloha.
Cheers.
Cheers! KITT, I need a visual on Ron Austin.
Certainly, Michael.
| I'll show you what I have available.
That's good.
Freeze.
Picture perfect.
| Can you give me a hard copy? How's that for service? Terrific.
Wait a minute.
| Are you sure this is not counterfeit? - I beg your pardon? | - Just a joke, pal.
That's the guy that caused | all the trouble.
Uh-huh.
Excuse me, Sheriff.
| Well, a familiar face.
Yeah.
Sorry about that.
In fact, that's why I'm here.
| I'm a freelance skip tracer.
I've been chasing this guy | across the tristate area.
You know him? No, never saw him before.
| What's he wanted for? Well, he jumped bail | on an old warrant.
I saw him this morning | in the crowd at the award ceremony.
Oh, I find that pretty hard to believe.
A fella like that in Alpine Crest? Why? I don't know.
| I don't either.
Well, I'll keep an eye out for him, | pass the word on to my deputies, but I wouldn't get any hopes up | if I were you.
Sorry.
| Can't ask for more than that.
Mm-hmm.
| Thanks for your time, huh? Boy, I don't believe this place.
| It's like it's frozen out of the '50s.
I keep expecting to see | Wally and the Beaver.
"Wally and the Beaver"? | That doesn't compute, Michael.
Are they a part | of the counterfeit operation? No.
Just part of my past, KITT.
Michael, we've covered every block | in Alpine Crest 2.
7 times.
I think it's reasonable | to assume Mr.
Austin is, as the saying goes, long gone.
I wish I could argue with you, pal, but I think you're right.
¢ÜI've got a rock-and-roll ¢Ü ¢ÜI've got a rock-and-roll heart ¢Ü ¢ÜI've got a | You've got a ¢Ü ¢ÜRock-and-roll heart ¢Ü ¢ÜI've got a | You've got a ¢Ü ¢ÜRock-and-roll heart ¢Ü¢Ü Michael.
Hi, Jobina.
| Uh, I'll be back.
Hi.
| Hi.
Can I buy you a drink? Yeah.
How about a beer? Good.
Uh, Christy, bring the | man a beer, please.
Thanks.
Well, this is a surprise.
Um, the way you took off all of a | sudden, I never expected to see you again.
Well, here I am.
How's the | biggest story of 1983 coming? Slow.
Writing is hell.
"Writing is hell"? | I thought the expression is "War is hell.
" Obviously said by someone | who never attempted to write.
So why'd you decide | to stay? Well, it's too late to drive anywhere.
I thought | I'd check in, get a room, take off tomorrow.
- What about you? | - It's not that simple for me.
I keep waiting for my good-bye story.
Good-bye story? | What's a good-bye story? That is the story that will launch me | into big-city journalism.
- Aha.
| - Aha.
You see, I'm a little impatient, and well, I don't want to spend 10 years as | a junior reporter on some big-city paper before I get a chance | to cover something other than, well, the social events | or the food section.
Listen to me rattle on.
You | probably want to get up to your room.
Well, I could use a shower.
Okay.
Well, listen, if you need anything, | please feel free to call me.
I'll be at the office, | slaving away.
Okay.
Good luck.
| And, uh, thanks for the beer, huh? My pleasure.
Well, guess what.
Knight just checked in to the hotel.
Terrific.
What does this mean I'm | supposed to do now? Spend the night here? Well, you got a safer place | in mind? Of all the places, this guy had to decide to | spend the night in the sleeping bag of the West.
Wait a minute.
| He'd have been gone this afternoon if you hadn't taken | your little stroll through the park.
Now, what is this? A hamburger? I ordered a steak.
| Oh, that's too bad.
I don't want to give you a hard time, but | you have to understand about my lifestyle.
You see, I go first-class.
I stay in the best hotels, | eat the best food.
I cannot operate at my peak if I'm | sleeping in cots, eating hamburgers and the TV all I can get is this | crazy lady and her knitting class.
Why don't you people get | a cable TV hookup? Austin, look, I don't give a damn | about your lifestyle.
You just do your job, | and I'll do mine.
That's fair enough.
I'd say your job right now is to | see that Knight leaves Alpine Crest as soon as possible.
He will.
| Leave it to me.
In the meantime, I want you to | do your job tomorrow and fast.
'Cause every minute you're in this town, | you disturb my lifestyle.
Perfect.
I'll wire a copy of this | off to Washington, and in 24 hours I'll know everything | there is to know about Michael Knight.
And whatever breaks, | it's my exclusive, right? That's our agreement, isn't it? Yeah.
Oh, I meant to ask you something.
Why did you pick me | to work with you? I believe I explained to you | how sensitive this case is.
If the C.
I.
A.
Is involved, | I know how sensitive it is, but you never told me | exactly what the case was.
It involves | a terminated federal project and counterfeit money.
Counterfeit money? | Can you tell me anything else? Who are you suspicious of? | Why are you so reluctant to be seen? Look, I can't answer | those questions.
Not yet.
Now, your participation | in this phase is finished.
Stay away from Knight.
You know, I wouldn't mind | doing a little extra research.
All for the good of my country, | of course.
There are two rules | in this business, young lady.
Rule number one is never become | involved with a potential adversary.
What's rule number two? Never become involved | with a potential friend.
Tough rules.
| Well, it's a tough business.
That's what keeps America great.
¢ÜBlame it on midnight ¢Ü ¢Ü Ooh ¢Ü¢Ü | Good morning, Michael.
Morning, KITT.
Well, KITT, say good-bye | to Alpine Crest.
It's such a nice, decent little town.
That's what everybody says.
Bet your turbo ducts | will miss the fresh air, huh? I'm specifically designed to perform | uniformly in any type of weather.
Thus, fresh air is neither an advantage, | nor a disadvantage.
In other words, neither rain, | nor snow, nor gloom of night will stay you from | your appointed rounds.
That was, as they say, rather poetic.
Did you make it up? Nope.
| Read it in the post office underneath the mug shots.
I should have known.
Sheriff, this is Deputy Cole.
| Knight's gone.
You're missing the climax here.
The knitting | lady is slipping a thing around a mannequin.
Very sensuous stuff.
Get your gear ready.
| He's gone? - He's goin'.
| - Well, it's about time.
Not that I don't appreciate | your hospitality.
Have you talked to Barnswell? I don't talk to Barnswell unless | I have to.
That is your department.
Considering the fat percentage you | pull down, what is your department? Saving you from yourself and keeping Alpine Crest the kind | of town nobody looks at twice.
Now get your stuff.
Michael, what's our | destination? I don't know, KITT.
We're not giving up | on Ron Austin, are we? No, we're not giving up.
We never give up.
| You know that.
'Alpine Crest.
| Home of the Hallelujah Press.
" Hallelujah Press? I wonder what that is.
It's the largest | Bible printers in the state.
You know, we've been stumped as to why | Ron Austin came to this little town.
What if it wasn't to to distribute money, | but to pick it up? I don't follow your logic.
I'm not sure that logic enters into it.
Except to make counterfeit money, you need more than plates and paper.
You need a printing press, KITT.
- Are we hiding? | - No, KITT.
We're just keeping | a low profile for a while.
Oh, hello.
| Hi.
Oh, can I help you? Yes, you can.
I just dropped by | to seeJobina for a couple minutes.
Oh, you're the young man | she told me about.
Michael Knight? That's right.
| You're Martha Haberstraw, aren't you? Do you have any idea how long it's been since a handsome | young man remembered my name? Don't answer that.
Be patient with her.
| She likes you.
I can always tell.
Oh, what are you saying about me? | Aunt Martha! Oh, it it is time to be moving on.
Remember what I said.
| Bye-bye.
Take whatever she said | with a grain of salt.
I thought you left town.
| Yeah, I did.
But you know what? I'm beginning to like this little town.
As a matter of | fact, I'm thinking about staying and buying a small business.
I heard the Hallelujah Press | was for sale.
Well, Charles Barnswell bought it | from my aunt last year.
I can't imagine | where you heard it was for sale.
No kidding.
| Who's Charles Barnswell? A businessman.
He, uh | He's a retired government official.
What branch of government? | I don't know.
Why are you asking me all these | questions? What's going on? I wish I knew.
Besides this newspaper here | and the Hallelujah Press, are there any other companies | in town that use printing presses? No.
No, not that I can think of.
| Okay.
Thanks.
Michael.
Michael, I'm a reporter.
Listen, I have a | constitutional right to know what's going on.
You're absolutely right.
And when I find out, I promise you | you'll be the second to know.
Tribune.
Jobina Bruce speaking.
What? I thought you told me to | discourage him.
Yeah, well, I just got the report back | from Washington.
There's no record of his prints, no driver's license, | no social security number nothing.
Well, then who is he? | That's a very good question.
I want you to try | and get close to him, okay? Use your feminine wiles on him.
Work | him over a little, love him up some.
He'll break.
| They all do.
Mr.
Larkin, there are limits | to what I consider my patriotic duty.
And another thing, why am I the | only one doing any work around here? Well, look at it this way.
Those Watergate | reporters had to spend months in a damp garage.
All things considered, | you got it pretty easy.
Thanks.
You got that, Devon? Charles Barnswell, | retired federal employee.
Let me see what I can do.
By the way, are you still in Alpine | Crest? Are you enjoying yourself? Well, let me put it this way.
It's a real nice place | if you're thinking of retirement.
Oh, don't mention that, my dear | fellow.
Don't even think it.
- I'll get back to you as soon as possible.
| - Okay.
Give Bonnie a kiss for me, will you? I will.
Of course.
Michael, believe it or not, | there's Austin.
Hi.
Listen, I'm sorry I was so rude | in there.
I just had a lot on my mind.
Excuse me.
Michael, look out.
KITT, watch out for pedestrians.
Of course, Michael.
Don't worry, Michael.
| We'll catch him.
Here we go.
Whoo! Yeah! Attention all units, two vehicles are racing | out of control through town.
This is Car Three.
| I got the lead vehicle in sight.
Hey, what's going on? | I'm pursuing a suspect.
You have the right | to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will be | used against you in a court of law.
Hey, Sheriff.
| Hmm? What about that phone call, huh? | Local call? No, it's not a local call.
What is | this? I'm entitled to a phone call.
Okay.
I'll see what I can do.
Look, you may not like what I did, but I | did it because I was pursuing a suspect.
Knight, I don't know who or what you are, but you are not a cop.
And in this town, | the cops will pursue the suspects.
Okay? Sheriff, i-if you don't mind, | I'd like my watch back, please.
Sorry.
Against regulations.
Look, you're in big trouble, man.
If I were you, I'd be less concerned | with regulations and more concerned with what's | going on in front of your face! Mr.
Knight, there are a lot of people | in this world I'll take advice from, but they don't talk to me | from behind bars.
See? Enjoy your meal.
That corn bread's homemade.
Well, I've never seen anything | like this car before.
I got an idea.
Nice car.
Good car.
It's a car, Hanks, not a dog.
Wait a minute.
I got a better idea.
| Do it again.
It'll just move again.
Do it.
All right.
! Where have you been? | Don't ask.
What do you mean, "Don't ask"? You were | supposed to be here at 1:00 this afternoon.
I'm having a little problem | with a joker in a hot Trans-Am.
He's been on my tail for two days.
Every | time I think I've lost him, he shows up again.
It's okay now.
| Moore's got him in jail.
It's about time he did something | to justify his percentage.
I gave him a hard enough time.
Don't | you get on his case.
He does his job.
Who'd ever think of Alpine Crest | as the counterfeit capital of the world? Anyway, I've got some people to see.
| Where's the money? It's not ready yet.
It was supposed | to be ready by 1:00 this afternoon.
You got problems, | I got problems.
There's a company man in town.
Company.
You mean C.
I.
A.
I saw him this afternoon | when I went out for a sandwich.
His name's Larkin.
I remembered | him from a couple of years ago.
He was a junior field operative at the | time.
He's apparently been promoted.
- Good for him.
Where's a glass? | - Don't you hear what I'm saying? You think Larkin's here | for the clean air? He knows something.
| He's here on assignment.
You're not letting your imagination | run away with you again? Don't be condescending | with me, Austin.
I'm the one | who's vulnerable here.
I'm the one who headed up the pilot | program to counterfeit money.
And when the company shut it down, I'm the one who got the plates | before they were destroyed.
I created this operation.
Imagination? You wouldn't | know the meaning of the word.
I'll make it real clear for you.
I spent 25 years with the company, and there's no way I'm gonna spend | the next 25 in prison.
Now, if Larkin stays, I go.
Either you find a way to detour him, or I'll shut down the presses | and take the plates with me.
KITT? KITT, are you there? - Yes, Devon.
| - Ah.
KITT, what's happening? I've been | trying to reach Michael for over an hour.
Michael is indisposed.
Oh.
That means he's either | with a young lady or he's in jail.
- No comment.
| - I admire your loyalty, KITT.
Frankly, I'd just as soon not know | unless, of course, he's in real trouble.
I've got the information | on Charles Barnswell that he requested.
When you see him, tell him | that Barnswell worked for the C.
I.
A on several top-secret pilot projects before retiring last year.
- That's curious.
| - Retiring? No.
The last project he worked on involved a plan to | destabilize the economies of unfriendly countries.
Believe it or not, | it involved infiltrating counterfeit U.
S.
Dollars | into the monetary system.
Hmm.
The counterfeit plates used | were of the highest possible quality.
Only recently it was discovered | that they were not destroyed after all.
At present, | their whereabouts is unknown.
Well, there you have it.
Keep an eye on Michael.
- I'll do my best, Devon.
| - Right.
That's the spirit.
As an American citizen, not to mention | a member of the press, I insist Wait a minute.
That little fish wrapper you're | printing up, you're calling that the press? Just as surely as you call those six high | school dropouts in uniform the police force.
Jobina, I've known | your Aunt Martha four years now ever since I took over as sheriff.
I like her, she likes me, | and that'll buy you a little flexibility.
But it won't buy you sensationalizing | Knight's arrest in the Tribune.
This town has a reputation to maintain, | and I'm the head maintenance man.
Got that? | Now don't forget it.
He's right in there.
Hi.
Hi.
Listen, I would have baked you a | cake with a hacksaw blade in it, but I flunked | home economics.
That's okay.
I flunked hacksaw.
| Thanks for coming.
It's the least I could do.
| You okay? No.
What'd they do? | Violate your civil rights? Did they beat you | with a rubber hose? Wait, wait.
Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.
Just forget | about your good-bye story for a minute and listen to me.
Jobina, I'm not a skip tracer.
I'm not an investor | looking for a small business.
I work with Devon Miles, the man your Aunt Martha invited | to speak at the award ceremony.
If you're with that Foundation, | why are you keeping it such a big secret? Because something strange is going on around | here, and it's gettin' stranger by the minute.
Jobina, I came here in pursuit of | a counterfeit-money broker.
When I saw him at the award ceremony, | I thought he was passing through.
But I changed my mind.
| I think he came here for a reason.
- You mean Ron Austin? | - You know Ron Austin? The The guy you chased in the park.
He's a Bible salesman.
At least that's what | Mr.
Barnswell told us.
You've seen him before? Yeah.
He comes through here | once or twice a month.
He stops by the Hallelujah Press, | picks up some Bibles.
You know, for a guy in that profession, | he's a terrible flirt.
Barnswell! | Why didn't I think of that before? Barnswell.
He bought the Hallelujah Press | as a front for the counterfeit-money presses.
Michael, this is it.
| This is my story.
Jobina, I'll make a deal with ya.
We need each other.
| Now, we team up here, I get the counterfeiters | and you get your good-bye story.
- Deal? | - What do I have to do? I've never talked to a car before.
Actually, that's not true.
Yeah, I did talk to my Volkswagen.
The difference is | it never talked back.
Please, talk to me.
If you don't, | I'll never forgive myself.
Michael sent me.
| He's in jail.
KITT, he needs your help.
Please, he told me | you'd know what to do.
Is there anything I can do for you? Now that you mention it, yes.
- If you'd be so kind as to put me down.
| - Down? My dear, I'm a car, not a plane.
Oh.
Yes, of course you are.
The release button is to your left.
So, tell me, what were you doing | up there in the first place? Spinning my wheels.
- That was a joke.
| - Oh.
As Michael would say, thanks, pal.
Oh.
Sure.
Oh, of course, of course.
| Anytime.
Uh, is there anything else | I can do for you? Yes.
Stand back.
- You rang, Michael? | - What the hell was that? Hop in.
Michael, I must remind you this sort of thing | is causing excessive wear and tear to my system.
When he didn't answer a second time, I | thought I'd check and see if he was okay.
This is it.
Hey, hey.
Stand back.
Uh, his name's Larkin.
Is he dead? Jobina.
Jobina! My, aren't we in a foul mood.
Busy morning? I want to see both those stories.
Knight's escape and the murder | before you go to press.
- I can't believe you said that.
| - Well, you believe it.
And you believe I can back it up too.
Sheriff, I don't know | where you think you are, but you've got | your geography confused.
This is not Russia! It's not | some South American dictatorship.
We have freedom of the press here | and very tough laws to guarantee it.
A lot tougher than you are.
Give a girl a little college, she | thinks she knows how the world works.
You stay away from me.
| No.
That isn't my style.
Here's my style.
I've got a witness who can place you in the | immediate vicinity of the police garage just minutes before somebody took | that car and busted Knight out of jail.
Now, if you weren't with your Aunt | Martha playing bridge during that time, I can arrest you right now | as an accessory.
Now you think about that before you print your little stories.
Michael, we can't stay | hidden here forever.
- Punch me up a visual, will you, KITT? | - Right away, Michael.
As you can see, the patrol cars are | still in the immediate area.
Ah.
Yoo-hoo.
Good morning.
| Good morning.
Let me give you a hand | with this, huh? Oh.
Well, just put it on the chair there.
| We'll take it inside in a while.
No luck? | No luck.
Aunt Martha, they're everywhere.
I couldn't | get within a hundred yards of Hallelujah Press.
Good.
Then maybe you'll have enough time | to come for a country breakfast with me.
I couldn't think of anything better | Oh.
But I'm sorry, I don't have the time.
Aunt Martha, | I need your help.
Now, Aunt Martha, just sit back, relax, | and leave the driving to me.
Oh, KITT, this is fun.
| I love it.
- I'm glad, Aunt Martha.
| - Oh, my.
! Patrol, we've spotted Knight | heading north on 3-7.
Repeat.
Highway 37, heading north.
| Move in to intercept.
That's a roger.
Oh, my Lord! Here we go, Aunt Martha.
- Wow! | - Sheriff, I got him heading my way.
I'll run him back to you.
Hang on, Aunt Martha.
Here we go.
Oh! What you did | is the act of an insane man.
You said to detour Junior | Agent Larkin.
Well, dig this.
One man's detour | is another's derailment.
So I derailed the sucker.
What are you, a child? You don't walk around, kill a C.
I.
A.
Field agent and continue to walk around.
Whether you know it or not, | you're a dead man.
I don't do business with dead men.
You take one more step, | and you'll never do business again.
Okay, Austin.
You want the | plates? You got the plates.
You're driving.
Hey.
What are you doing | in her car? I thought I told you | to let me handle this.
Well, they're not in | there.
They left.
Which way? Here we are, Aunt Martha.
| Safe and sound.
Oh, hot dog! What a car! I gotta borrow it.
Well, | whatever you say, good-lookin'.
What do you think you're doin'? You | want to argue or catch those guys? Okay.
Bye-bye.
Whoo! I'm getting a reading | on the suspect vehicle.
He will enter the monitor | at south-southeast, color yellow.
All right.
If we play this one right, we should | be able to run the whole table with one ball.
Let's go for it! Hang on.
Sheriff, this is Deputy Cole.
The suspect's headed your way, | north on Highway 12.
I got him now.
There he is.
You said some guy in a black Trans-Am had been | following you.
Look behind and tell me if that's him.
I don't believe it.
Give him a blast, KITT.
| You there.
Austin.
Pull over.
Are they okay? Yeah.
Just shaken up.
Hey, KITT.
I think we crossed the county line.
Patch me through | to a friendly sheriff, will ya? - I'll see what I can do, Michael.
| - Is there anything this car can't do? I think a woman | would be a better judge of that.
I beg your pardon? Tell you the truth, Devon, | don't you feel a little foolish, giving them the Foundation's award, finding out their town | didn't have a low crime rate after all? I imagine the new sheriff will, uh, | restore tranquillity in short order.
I'm glad they kept the award.
I never realized | there were still towns like that.
I think I'd have liked growing up there.
By the way, is Jobina really going to leave, | now that she's got her good-bye story? Well, if I were a betting man, | I would, uh, wager that she would think it over | and then decide to stay.
- I hope she does.
| - So you know where to find her? Yeah, that's a thought.
Well, now that Aunt Martha's back at | the helm of the Hallelujah Press again, she wanted each of you | to have a keepsake.
Ah, a Bible.
| Hey, it's nice.
- Beautiful, isn't it? | - Yes.
Quite.
- And informative.
| - May I ask who programmed it? Well, that's, uh, | kind of a long story, KITT.
That's all right, Michael.
| I have plenty of time.
It seems to me that you've got your | work cut out, old boy.
Come, Bonnie.
- Oh, wait a minute.
| - Bye-bye.
Uh Uh | Michael, I'm sure it's no problem.
Just begin at the beginning.
Okay.