Knight Rider (1982) s01e21 Episode Script

- There's nobody driving that Did you see that? | - Hold it together, okay, Armand? Whoever is stealing your software | is doing it from the inside.
There's this strange woman.
She's following | me around.
She's even taking pictures of me.
Julian is a devious little worm.
| I wouldn't put anything past him.
He may have been fooling around | with her, but he didn't kill her.
Now, there's one road out of this dump, and if | I see either one of you on it, the lady dies.
Let's get him, buddy! | Yeah! 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.
Freeze! Come in.
Sorry to bother you, Mr.
Stevens.
We | caught this guy prowling around Sector "A.
" - Good work.
| - Should I call the police? No.
I'll take care of it from here.
| Thank you.
You're welcome.
| Good night, Mr.
Stevens.
Good evening, Michael.
I'd like you to | meet the president of Delton Micronics.
Elliot Stevens, Michael Knight.
Mr.
Stevens.
| Where'd they catch you? Outside the programming room.
You | mean even without KITT's assistance, you managed to penetrate | the outer security perimeter? Only because | I've been well trained, Devon.
But once I got right about here, | it was all over.
- There was no way you could enter the programming room? | - No, not without the access code.
Mr.
Stevens, whoever is stealing your software | is doing it from the inside.
I was afraid of that.
You know, sometimes I wish I still | ran this company out of my garage.
I'm just not prepared to deal | with industrial espionage.
Fortunately, the Foundation is.
Mr.
Stevens, how many of your employees | have access to the programming room? Myself and four others.
But I can't believe | any one of them would steal our prototypes.
Why not? Computer software | is a "boom or bust" industry.
I mean, one lucky strike, | and you're an instant millionaire.
- You're living proof of that, Elliot.
| - And look what I got to show for it an ulcer and a new set of corporate types | who demand more and more profits.
All I ever wanted to do | was design video games.
It still baffles me that | they've become so popular.
Sorry, Bonnie.
| Would you care to try again? No, thank you, KITT.
| You know how low my resistance is.
I don't want to get hooked | on Space Cadet.
Whatever you say, Bonnie.
However, I'd like | to point out that this is a game of skill, designed not only to challenge | one's hand-eye coordination, but to stimulate | strategic thinking as well.
As long as you put it that way, | one more quick one.
If you say so.
Hello, Bonnie.
| How are you doing with KITT? Fine.
His data banks are overflowing with everything | you ever wanted to know on Delton Micronics personnel files, | business reports, stockholders, leading competitors, not to mention | their entire line of video games.
Video games? Which one are | you playing? Space Cadet.
- Care to play, Michael? | - Hey, Devon, wanna play? See if you can beat me? Michael, I have no | intention of engaging in a game of Space Cadet.
- Why not? | - Because I fail to understand the attraction of such a frivolous pastime.
I'll bet your mother used to tell you the | same thing when you'd run off and play cricket.
Cricket, frivolous? | Actually, it was my nanny.
And I happened to be | in kindergarten at the time.
You're never too old for video games.
- Sorry, Michael.
| - Aah! You oughta try it sometime.
| You'll like it.
Catch you later.
KITT, give me a rundown on the four | suspects, will ya? Certainly, Michael.
Each of the individuals possesses | a degree in computer science and is considered | a top man in the profession.
The two men pictured have been close friends | of Elliot Stevens since college and would seem highly unlikely | to betray him.
What about the other two? Unfortunately, | the personal data I've compiled sheds no light whatsoever | on their potential for criminal behavior.
- In other words, you're stumped.
| - Perhaps if I did some cross-referencing.
KITT, isn't there any information | in the files, anything at all, | that's out of the ordinary? I'm not sure if this fits | into that category, but one of the suspects | maintains two local addresses.
- Who's that? | - Julian Groves.
Uh, great.
| Let me see your moves.
Great.
Wonderful.
Great.
All right.
Far out.
Get down.
Great.
- You done? | - Huh? Oh, yeah.
| Hey, listen, thanks a lot.
You want me to send you a couple copies | from Des Moines? Don't they skate out there? No, we're still into hula hoops.
You sure this is the place? | According to my data, Julian has a court reserved | for this time every Wednesday morning.
"Hillsdale Tennis Club.
" Well, we gotta start somewhere.
| Might as well be here.
Hi.
That fresh? Squeezed it myself.
| How about a double? Coming right up.
Whoo! She's really putting on | a show out there.
What'd you say? | I was just checking out that, uh Oh, that's Connie Chasen.
She's one of our instructors.
| No kidding? What do you want, more money? Look, the money has nothing to do with it.
| You can have all the money back.
I just want out.
I'm afraid it's not that easy, Julian.
The fact is you're an industrial spy, and since that fact is so easy to | bring to the attention of the police Wait.
You wouldn't do that.
I wouldn't want to, Julian.
All I want is you to bring me | the last program you promised me.
Wait a minute! Wait a minute.
You don't understand.
| There's this, uh There's this strange woman.
| She's following me around.
She's even taking pictures of me.
You're letting the pressure get to you.
No one's after you.
| You don't have a thing to worry about.
I took the liberty of bringing you a refill.
That wasn't necessary.
No, but it gave | me a great excuse to come over here.
Hi.
I'm Michael Knight.
| You play? What? Tennis? Oh.
No.
| I was thinking about taking lessons.
You're not a member here? | Not exactly.
Come on.
| I'll buy you a celery tonic.
You know her? She's an instructor here.
| You might talk to her.
Celery tonic.
Yeah, same thing.
You should take it easy.
There she is! There who is? | The girl that's been tailing me.
I gotta get out of here.
| Julian! Excuse me.
Michael, Julian just left.
| He seemed to be in quite a hurry.
I know.
Let's find out why.
| You got it, pal.
What did you learn aboutJulian? Two things, KITT.
He's a lousy tennis player, and we're not the only ones | interested in him.
Michael, would the other interested party | happen to be an attractive brunette? Good guess, KITT.
She's been following | us since we left the tennis club.
Michael, why are we slowing down? I don't want to lose her.
| Not yet anyway.
- What aboutJulian? | - Keep him on the tracking scope.
We'll get back to him later.
| Meanwhile, let's find a cozy corner where we can have a little talk | with our curious lady friend, huh? All right, lady, out.
- Hold it right there, mister, and put your hands up.
| - Who are you? I got the gun.
| I get to ask the questions.
Oh.
Is that the way it works? You never, ever point a gun at somebody | unless you intend to use it.
Now, you got that? I think it's time | we had a real serious discussion here.
Oh, Officer, thank God you're here! | You just saved my life! This man pulled me over, dragged me | from the car, was about to assault me.
- Assault you? | - Be careful, Officer.
I think he's dangerous.
- Okay, pal, turn around and assume the position.
| - Now, wait a minute.
Hands on your head.
Oh, my gosh! He had a gun! Officer, that's not my gun.
| Never is.
Now, who says there's never | a cop around when you need one? Michael, I'm glad you're back.
| So am I.
I don't like jails.
| I don't like police impounds.
KITT, you run a check | on that license plate? If you're referring | to the attractive brunette, the car is registered | under the name of Flannery Roe.
Address? | 2818 Euclid Avenue.
I take it that's | our immediate destination.
You got that right.
Here we are, Michael.
| Okay, sit tight.
Flannery? Connie Chasen? Hello? Hello, Julian? I just called to | say that I'm free tonight.
Tonight? Isn't that a little premature? I really want to see you, Julian.
Um, can't it wait | till the end of the week? No, something's happened.
| It has to be tonight.
Um, Connie, | I don't think this is a good idea.
- What about that girl that | - Julian, would you stop worrying so much? Now, what time | do you get through with work? Eight.
| But, Connie Perfect.
I'll meet you | at your place at 8:30.
Don't disappoint me, Julian.
Michael? Michael? - KITT, you there? | - Michael, what happened? - Are you all right? | - No.
Yeah, I'm fine.
Listen, get on the phone to Devon.
Tell | him I need some background information on one Connie Chasen.
- She's an instructor at the tennis club.
| - I'll relay the message at once.
Thanks.
Hello, Flannery.
| Mr.
Knight.
I had a feeling | our paths would cross again.
Cross is not the word.
You don't happen | to have some very large associate Don't let me interrupt you.
Why don't | you just trash the rest of the place? As much as I'd like to even the score here, | this is not my handiwork.
Oh, I see.
Well, if you didn't come | to loot and plunder, what brings you here? I wanna find out what | your connection is with Julian Groves.
I don't know anyJulian Groves.
Come on.
| I know you were hired to tail the man.
I just wanna find out why.
That is privileged information, | Mr.
Knight.
If I was to tell you anything, I would be violating | the confidential relationship with my client.
All right, let me give you | a piece of advice here.
Just lay offJulian Groves.
| Now, that sounds more like an order to me.
Well, maybe it is an order, | but just stay out of my way, all right? - Want me to stay out of your way? Stay out of my office.
| - You're in over your head here.
If you're not real careful, | you're gonna drown.
Hello? Hello, Mrs.
| Groves? It's Flannery Roe.
Oh, hello, Flannery.
| How's it going? Well, except for a few minor setbacks, | it looks like tonight's gonna be the clincher.
- What do you mean? | - They're getting together atJulian's apartment.
I see.
Look, I know this isn't | easy for you, but in the long run you're gonna be glad you hired me.
Now, look, I'll call you first thing in the morning and | we'll set a time to get together and discuss the next step.
Okay, whatever you say.
Good-bye, Flannery.
| Bye-bye.
Well, your friend Miss Chasen | has, shall we say, a rather colorful background.
Not only is she a gifted athlete, she was formerly one of | the top fashion models in New York.
Where, according to society pages, | she was romantically involved with some of the wealthiest men | on the East Coast.
What's she been doing lately? Well, she's been keeping | a rather low profile.
Apart from her job at the tennis club, she's been playing bit parts | in several unremarkable movies.
So we're talking about a very ambitious | and very attractive young lady.
- I'd say so.
| - Then what's she doing with Julian Groves? As I understand it, Michael, | you think Connie's been using Julian.
Let's just say it's more than a hunch | and less than a certainty, pal.
But we have no proof.
Hey, how | about a little patience, huh? - Does that sound like business or pleasure? | - You got me, pal.
Julian, where the hell are you? - How did you know it was me? | - I'm psychic.
Did you get what I asked for? Yeah, yeah, I got it.
Look, I don't think I'm gonna be able | to get it out of here.
What do you mean? There's a party | here for some of the secretaries.
- There's dozens of people around.
I just don't think | - Julian, listen to me.
It doesn't make | Relax.
Take a deep breath.
Count to ten.
You're gonna be fine.
Now, isn't that better? Yeah, yeah, I think so.
| I can't tell.
Good.
Now just walk out | like everything's normal.
Nobody will notice you.
Okay.
Okay, I'll, uh, | see you in 15 minutes.
Great.
Okay, KITT, give it your best shot.
Whoa-ho.
! Looks likeJulian had | his hand in the cookie jar again, huh? Just as you suspected.
| Shall we apprehend him? No, not yet.
| Julian's only half the equation.
Now we follow what's inside that briefcase.
| Lock him in on the tracking scope.
- What's he doing? | - As far as I can tell, he's hyperventilating.
Here we go, KITT.
Michael, it looks like he's | heading for home.
Thanks, pal.
Do you see what I see? | Afraid so, KITT.
It's Flannery.
Thank you.
Flannery, maybe you should | eat something, huh? No, thanks.
This is about all | my stomach can handle right now.
You just had | a pretty strong dose of reality.
It'll take you a while to shake it off.
It was my first murder, that's all.
They say once you get the first one | under your belt, it hardens you.
No, that's not true.
| You never get used to it.
Are you some kind of expert? Not really.
| Look.
Michael, you don't have to stay here | and hold my hand.
Flannery, did it ever occur to you that you might not be cut out | for this kind of business? No! And why would | you even ask me that question? Because I'm a woman? Because without the support of | a big, strong man, I'd fall to pieces? No, that's not what I meant.
| Oh, sure.
This whole thing is Julian's fault, | not mine.
If he wasn't cheating on his wife, | none of this would have happened.
Julian wasn't cheating on his wife.
That's your opinion.
| I happen to believe otherwise.
Julian is a devious little worm.
I wouldn't | put anything past him, including murder.
Is that what you're gonna tell his wife? She hired me to learn the truth.
We don't even know the truth yet | not all of it.
I thought you weren't an expert.
You want a ride home? | No, thank you.
Despite what you may think, I am | perfectly capable of taking care of myself.
I hope so.
| I really do.
The police wantJulian in for questioning.
Devon, I'm telling you.
| Julian didn't do it.
Your intuition notwithstanding, | he's the number one suspect.
He may be a thief, | butJulian Groves is no murderer.
Well, unfortunately, he's not around to | proclaim his innocence.
What do you expect? Put yourself in his shoes.
He goes to his room to meet Connie.
| He finds her dead.
Would you hang around? Especially if you got a briefcase worth | a million bucks? That's pure speculation.
What's Julian's motive? | What could he possibly gain by killing her? Yes? Show him in.
We've lost it.
The source code for our hottest new game | disappeared last night.
- We know.
| - You told me you had reason to believe thatJulian was the thief.
All you had to do was nab him, | and we'd still have the program.
We wanted to find out who was buying | as well as who was selling your secrets.
The only time I try to kill | two birds with one stone is when I know for damn sure | they're not gonna fly away.
Julian's a fugitive now.
He certainly won't be | coming back to work.
So at least we've eliminated | the espionage problems.
The point is, who was Julian | selling the programs to? There are so many new companies.
| Your guess is as good as mine.
We're not in the guessing business, | Mr.
Stevens.
- You might as well be.
| - I believe we have nothing further to talk about.
You're right.
| I've gotta start working on some excuses | for my board of directors.
I'll see you around.
Michael.
| Michael, where are you going? There may not be anything else to talk about, | but I'm gonna go get some questions answered.
- How you doing? | - You're the orange juice, right? Good memory.
| I'm sorry about that instructor.
I read it in the newspapers this morning.
| It's a hell of a way to go.
- Yeah.
| - Did you know her well? What do you mean? Well, from what I read between the lines, | she liked to live in the fast lane.
Hey, who cares, huh? | The lady's dead.
There's no sense | dragging her name through the mud.
I'm sorry.
Flannery, what are you doing here? That's none of your business.
Yeah, | well, I'm gonna make it my business.
I thought you learned something | about yourself last night.
What I learned was that the tough don't have | to get going just 'cause the going gets tough.
Flannery, one person is dead here.
Don't try to scare me, Michael.
All I'm | trying to do is keep you from getting hurt.
Thanks, but danger is my business.
Will you stop playing junior private eye | for a minute and listen to me? In spite of all your snooping around here, | you got no idea what's going on.
Julian and Connie | have a business relationship.
She was his middleman, | not his mistress.
Why do you insist on protecting Julian? Because I don't believe he's a murderer.
| You're crazy.
Okay, I'm crazy.
Do you have any | idea where I might find Julian? If I did, why should I tell you? | This is my case.
Yeah, well, | you have it your way.
Michael, what makes you think | Julian's wife will cooperate? I'm an eternal optimist, KITT.
Mrs.
Groves? | I'm Michael Knight.
I already told the police | everything I know.
Wait.
I'm not with the police department.
One of the papers? | No, I'm a friend.
Yeah, well, if you're a friend, | then you'll go away.
It's very important that | I find your husband.
Well, I wish I could help you, but I haven't spoken toJulian | in weeks.
He could be in | Afghanistan for all I know or care.
No, that's not true.
| That he's not in Afghanistan? No.
That you don't care.
Okay.
I care.
I know thatJulian's in a lot of trouble, but honest to God, | I don't know where he is.
But I do know that | he couldn't have killed that girl.
He may have been | fooling around with her, but he didn't kill her.
He wasn't fooling around with | her either.
How do you know? Can I come in? | Yeah.
Mrs.
Groves, your husband wasn't fooling around | with Connie Chasen.
Your husband was stealing | computer programs from Delton Micronics.
Connie Chasen was just | taking them off his hands.
You mean he wasn't | They No, they weren't.
Well, maybe that's why | he started acting so strangely.
What do you mean? Well, it used to be that Julian spent all his free time | with his computer.
All he cared about was his work.
I mean, he never had | any interest in all at sports.
And then one day, | he decides he wants to play tennis.
- Next, he's fishing.
| - He mention where he went fishing? Shaker Lake.
Michael, are you all right? - Yeah, KITT, I'm just thinking.
| - About what? I thinkJulian's fishing trips | were a cover for something else.
Punch up the dates when | the thefts were reported, will ya? Check this out.
| Each ofJulian's trips took place a day or two | after a robbery.
All right, plot me the fastest course | to Shaker Lake.
Let's go.
Michael, there are two things | I still don't understand.
- Only two? | - What wereJulian's fishing trips a cover for? My guess is they gave him a place | to stash the payoff money.
There's his car, KITT.
Looks like we hit the jackpot.
Michael, my sensors are picking up | two voices emanating from the cabin.
Two voices? Here, you can have all the computer programs | and the money Connie gave me.
That's very generous of you, Julian.
| Now, put the briefcase in the gym bag.
You've gotta believe me.
| I didn't kill her.
I swear.
! Sure, Julian.
Sure.
You can tell me all about it | on the way back to town.
Who are you? I'll tell you later.
| You stay put.
Michael, behind you.
! One more move, | and the lady's a memory.
Armand, you don't know | what you're getting yourself into here.
That's what you think.
Let's go.
You're coming with me.
A | - Are you sure? I mean, I'm really not very good company, | and we have so little in common.
If you wanna leave, just leave.
| You don't need the girl.
She's my insurance policy.
| Now, there's one road out of this dump, and if I see either one of you on it, | the lady dies.
- Michael, aren't you gonna do something? | - Yeah.
He's gonna wave good-bye.
Let's go.
Hey, who is she? | And who are you, anyway? Believe it or not, | she's a private eye.
My name is Michael Knight.
I work for | the Foundation for Law and Government.
Julian, I gotta bring you in.
I had to ask.
Look, it's time to put | your life back together and stop running.
Yeah? So what about Armand? | Are you gonna let him get away scot-free? No, I'm not.
| Come on.
You know, you really should have | both hands on the wheel.
Hey, shut up, huh? | I don't need you to tell me how to drive.
It was merely a suggestion.
There's that black car again.
I'd | hate to show them I wasn't bluffing.
- What are you talking about? There's no car back there.
| - There was a minute ago.
Let's try to hold it together, | okay, Armand? It all started at the tennis club.
She wanted me to show her a program.
That's the only way I was involved.
| You gotta believe me.
I didn't kill her.
I believe you, Julian.
| I believe you.
But from now on, | it's up to the police.
What the There's nobody driving that | Did you see that? There's nobody driving the car.
! | Armand, get a hold of yourself.
- Pull over! | - I don't believe this! Didn't you hear me? | I said, pull over! You better do what he says.
That car means business.
What the - Nice work, KITT.
| - Just following your instructions, Michael.
All right, man, you're too dumb | to be the brains behind this whole scam.
I want some names.
| I don't know names.
You're in for murder, | extortion and kidnapping.
You wanna go to prison all by | yourself? Hey, get out ofhere, man.
She was my old lady.
Why should I kill her? | Maybe she was having some action on the side? I was cool about that.
| Now, who was it? I don't know! | I never saw him.
I just knew she had somebody on | the side, man.
I don't know who.
All right, get out of here.
| He's all yours.
Julian.
- I'm sorry.
| - Are you sure this is absolutely necessary? Yeah, it is.
But I promise you, | I'll do everything I can to help you.
I don't know what to say, except I'm sorry.
I never thought to give your husband | the benefit of the doubt.
Well, as long as Julian's safe, | that's all I care about.
Would you like to see him? | Of course.
But I feel sort of funny seeing him now.
| I mean, after everything that's happened.
Well, I'll go along, if you like.
I think it's the | least I can do after all the anguish I've caused you.
Oh, thanks.
Just give me a second | to get ready, okay? Sure.
| Linda, I got one quick question.
You told meJulian | was never interested in sports, right? Not until he joined | that stupid tennis club.
That's when all the problems started.
| Why did he join? A man at work talked him into it.
| Do you remember who that was? Yes.
As a matter of fact, I do.
Hello? You don't know me, Mr.
Stevens, | but I'm an old friend of Connie Chasen's.
We went through modeling school together back | in New York.
Is that what you called to tell me? The night Connie was killed, | she brought a briefcase to my apartment.
She said if anything happened to her, | I should get in touch with you.
- Look, I don't know what you're talking about.
| - In that case, I'll just turn it over to the police.
No, wait.
| Um, you don't have to do that.
Connie also said | there'd be some money in it for me.
All right.
| Where can I meet you? How about the tennis club? Okay, the tennis club.
| How will I know you? I'll know you.
I believe we spoke | on the telephone earlier.
You have something for me? And you have something for me? It's all yours.
I never want to see you again.
It's been a pleasure | doing business with you.
- There he is.
| - Yeah, I see him.
Let's get him, buddy.
Michael, I detect an obstruction ahead.
He's getting away in the tow truck.
Let's go, buddy.
! Yeah! Whoo! He's just ahead, Michael.
All right, let's head him off.
- He's heading for the wrecking yard.
| - Stay with him, pal.
You see him? There he is.
Michael, it looks like | he's going to ram us.
Whoo! If I had nerves, | that would've been nerve-racking.
You know, Devon was wrong.
We got lots to talk about.
I still can't figure out | what Stevens's motive was.
Devon learned that a decision had been made in | secret to replace Stevens as president of the company.
Unfortunately, he got wind of it, | so Stevens decided to trade Delton's experimental programs to | another company in exchange for a future job.
But why would he bring in the Foundation | if he was behind the whole caper? He thought it would remove | suspicion from him.
Besides, he was setting Julian up to take the fall, | not only for the rip-off, but for Connie's murder too.
I was so sure all that was going on was a little hanky-panky | between Julian and Connie.
God.
What'll happen to him? Julian? | Under the circumstances, probation.
Oh, I hope so.
I'm gonna feel real guilty | till he and Linda get back together.
What on earth is here? Julian told me to tell | you that is a small token of his appreciation.
What am I supposed to do | with it? Here, I'll show you.
Devon, I think you'll | find it rather amusing.
Really? Watch it, Devon.
You'll get hooked.
Never.