Knight Rider (1982) s02e17 Episode Script

Bringing up the rear | are McNamer, Hart, and a big black car.
First you write | to the Foundation that someone murdered Danny.
Now you try and knock him out | of the race yourself.
Meet the Eighth Wonder | of the World.
Lee, what do you think | caused the accident? A clown named Kelly Travis who was busy hot-dogging | his way up the mountain.
I'm gonna have to | teach you some manners.
KITT, we're slipping! Knight Rider, a shadowy flight into the dangerous world | of a man who does not exist.
MichaeI Knight, a young loner on a crusade to champion | the cause of the innocent, the helpIess, the powerless, in a world of criminals | who operate above the law.
These are the weapons | of a modern-day gladiator a participant in | the most rugged sport.
: motorcycle racing.
Hey, as far as I'm concerned, this is all | safety experts' hype.
I've been racing | for five years without a bad spill, and all I need is | my trusted helmet.
Duvall! This is my buddy Kelly.
He's always wanted | his picture on a cereaI box.
Well, now he knows how | the cereaI feels.
Well, try this, | cornflake.
Come on, come on.
Get your buns | and bikes out there before they | start without you.
Is it okay to say | "buns" on television? How's it feeI | having a big sister around at the races | to clean up after you, Kelly? Hey, have you ever tasted | Sabrina's tuna casserole? It was a matter of | nationaI security to keep her out | of the kitchen.
Hey! Have you ever seen | these two guys eat? Their stomachs are gonna | end up in the Smithsonian.
Kelly, there's been | a lot of criticism that you've been | hot-dogging lately.
Hey, you call it | hot-dogging.
I call it getting an edge.
| I take chances.
How else am I gonna win | against guys like this? They're good.
The best.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
But tragedy struck | that sunny afternoon as the racers made their way | up Widow's Mountain on the last stretch | of the Oakside course.
Wow! That sure makes me glad | I got KITT's armor to protect me.
Several of those riders ended up in the hospital, | Michael.
And young Danny Duvall | was killed.
He was killed? I saw him race once.
| He was a terrific rider.
Since the Foundation's | cosponsoring this year's competition, we were really worried | when we got this letter.
This says Danny Duvall | was murdered.
Why? Who wrote this? I don't know, and there's | no way to trace it.
But even if there's | an outside chance that the accident | may have been planned, we have our work | cut out for us.
He means you do.
Particularly since there's an | implication the killer may strike again.
I've programmed KITT with details | of the race and its participants.
So you can review everything on | your way to the Oakside Racecourse.
I know the proceeds | are going to charity here, but how did | the Foundation get involved in a tough sport | like motorcycle racing? Well, you may not | believe this, but Devon happens | to be quite a fan.
You're right.
| I don't believe it.
Well, as a matter of fact, | when he was a boy he made quite | a name for himself in the Tourist Trophy Races | in Britain.
Devon? Devon.
Uh, I'm sorry, | but it's just very difficult to imagine you in | a little racing outfit, you know, burnin' rubber | and suckin' up dirt.
Matter of fact, | I was a very keen competitor in those rough-and-tumbles | in the old days.
They were very stimulating.
Now, several of the racers | from last June are again competing | in this year's race.
I want you to find out if there's a murderer | among them, Michael.
And if there is, make sure | he doesn't strike again.
MichaeI, based on information | ApriI gave me on motorcycle racing, I must | say I'm completely appalled.
What's the problem, | buddy? Why is so much | time and money wasted on a means | of transportation that has improved very little | since the turn of the century? I guess a lot of people just like the feeling | of the open air.
Dust and dirt | is more like it.
If you want wind, | you can simply open a window without getting | half the roadway in your face.
It sounds like a little | professional jealousy to me.
Jealous? Of those high-powered | broomsticks on wheels? Perish the thought.
Let's get an overview | of the track, huh? MichaeI, I'm afraid | we'll have more accidents than we bargained for.
This track is in | no shape for a race.
It's cluttered with debris, | potholes, large gaping crevices, | and numerous mud puddles.
Sounds like a pretty good | description to me.
You mean that's the way | it's supposed to be? Yeah, KITT it's like | an endurance test.
They throw everything | but the kitchen sink at the riders and see | if they get through.
Well, I suppose it's Just what these overbred bicycles | deserve.
Oh, you think you could | take the course, huh? I really don't care to dignify | that with an answer, MichaeI.
There's a guy | walking on the track with the name | Fontaine on his jacket.
Give me what you got on him.
A Wade Fontaine was involved | in that big accident, MichaeI.
Well, who would know more about the | crash than someone who was in it? Wade? Hi, the name's | Michael Knight.
Yeah? Good for you.
Yeah, I'm with one of | the race's sponsors.
I'm keeping | an eye on security.
So? Some questions have come up | about the accident last June.
Last June? | That's old news, man.
Well, maybe to you, | but I'm still learning.
Tell him how you caused | the accident, Fontaine.
They call him the Trickster.
| You know why? 'Cause he knows | every dirty trick in the book and uses them | on the course.
Carstairs, | go soak your head.
He has a way with words, | doesn't he, girls? It's been a real pleasure | talking to you.
Both those racers were inJured | in the accident, MichaeI.
And I can see why.
| They're still fighting.
Looks like there's some | unfinished business floating around here, huh? Hi, this is | Roger Floyd And Darlena Webster.
inviting you to join us | this weekend on Talkabout as we go behind the scenes | at the Oakside Charity Race.
We'll see fast bikes And racing hunks.
competing in this $100,000 | winner-take-all event.
This will be | a frantic race over this | incredibly tough track.
Not an enduro, | not a motocross- That's right, Roger.
I guess you could call it | a "quasi-motocross.
" I had a hunch | she would say that.
We'll be right back | after this word.
What-what was that | "Quasimoto" business? You're supposed to | stick to the script.
It was a funny ad lib, | Roger.
You're just mad because you didn't | think of it yourself.
I happen to be known | for my wit, Darlena.
Well, then you should | recognize a good line when you hear one.
I- I give up.
| I give up.
Uh, Roger, wait.
Who's going to do | the commercial tag? I don't criticize | your telecasts.
Please don't | castigate my chassis.
Sure, it's ridiculous, | but it brings in the bucks.
I guess your posters | are on more walls than Uncle Sam's, huh? No money | in posters anymore.
It's T-shirts now.
I sold almost as many as E.
T.
| last year.
Came in second | by only 10,000.
No kidding.
And he can't | even ride a bike.
The fans | don't seem to care.
Listen, Lee, what do you think | caused the accident last year? Not a what, a who.
Wade? No.
A clown by the name | of Kelly Travis who was busy hot-dogging | his way up the mountain.
You know what gets me? These showboaters are the ones | get the dolls and electronic games | named after them.
That's where | the big bucks are.
And that's why I say, | "Promotion is everything.
" Yeah, but Kelly | and Danny Duvall were supposed to | be best friends.
Hey, when you're competing, | and you ride like Kelly, anything goes.
But take it from me, | showboating's on its way out.
Carstairs, you might as well | stay in your hotel room 'cause you'll be kicking over | when I'm waving at you from the top of | Widow's Mountain.
That's Kelly Travis, | isn't it? Who else? He'll never learn.
Never.
The garage Kelly Travis | has been renting is up ahead, MichaeI.
Okay, buddy.
Really, MichaeI, | look at that.
Those cars are | dead on their wheels and yet they're forced | to pull those lazy motorbikes.
It's absolutely outrageous.
Maybe now you'll | appreciate me that much more.
Who are you? Hi.
Sabrina.
I don't know you.
The name is | Michael Knight.
I work for The Foundation | for Law and Government.
Oh, it's always nice | to meet one of our sponsors.
But, uh, | you could have knocked.
Oh, I did.
Oh, well, then, | what are you doing here? Actually, | I was looking for Kelly.
What is it | that you want? Just to talk.
About what? Danny Duvall.
Danny's dead, and there's | nothing left to talk about.
Look, I know you were friends.
| I'm sorry.
Danny and I were engaged.
And there's no one | sorrier than I am.
I was hopin' you could tell me | what happened that night.
Why? We received | an anonymous letter saying that said Danny's death | wasn't an accident.
Oh, that's ridiculous.
Does Kelly think so? Why don't we just | leave Kelly out of this? Well, I've seen | him ride.
He sure can take care | of himself.
Can you tell me | where he is? He's out on | the highway somewhere.
Thanks.
MichaeI, I'm picking up | a truck, and two compact cars but no motorcycles.
He's out here somewhere.
MichaeI.
I got you, pal.
Piece of cake.
MichaeI, up ahead.
All right, Kelly, | pull over.
I want to | talk to you.
What are you trying | to pull, big shot? I thought | it was pretty hot.
Yeah, well, it wasn't, | and neither are you.
Come on, get up.
Come on, get up, | or do I have to pull you up? You're gonna have to | pull me up, partner because, you see, | I can't make it alone.
Haven't been able to ever since that accident | on the mountain.
How can you ride if | it's so painful to stand? When I'm on the bike, | the pressure's not on my legs.
Isn't there some kind of | surgery that can help you? Sure, if I want to take | two years out of my life.
You stay away from racing | that long, you might as well | hang it up.
Anyway, these legs | are the price I pay for killing | the best friend I ever had.
What if you didn't | kill Danny? When I was in | third grade, my teacher, she used to yell at me for | leaning way back in my chair.
But I'd do it anyway.
You know, showing off.
I've been tilting | that chair back ever since.
That day, | I leaned back too far, and I took | Danny with me.
Kelly, maybe Danny | fell off his own chair.
No way.
He was the best.
I lost control.
That's something | I never did before.
I tell you what, | I'll make a deal with you.
You cool the hot-dogging, and I'll find out exactly | who's been tilting the chairs.
MichaeI, this situation | is deplorable.
Unhitch me immediately.
This looks like the place.
Ladies and gentlemen, | we're rolling.
Welcome back to Talkabout.
This is Roger Floyd.
And I'm Darlena Webster.
And we're | talking to you from the Oakside | pre-race party.
Oh, look, Darlena, here comes my very good | friend, Lee Carstairs.
Hello, Lee.
Hi.
Lee, is there anything | you'd like to say about tomorrow's race? Sure would.
I'd like to announce | that when I win, I'm donating the entire | proceeds to charity.
Which means | that both the gate and the purse will | go to a good cause.
You bet.
It's the spirit of giving that made | this country great, Ralph.
Thank you, Lee.
Thank you.
Lee Carstairs, | ladies and gentlemen.
Good friend, huh? | He called you Ralph.
I know.
See you later, KITT.
I'll be here.
Oh dear, here he comes again.
It's most disconcerting | when a partner treats you with | less than respect.
You can talk.
I'm not losing my mind.
No.
But I suspect you may, if you continue | your ill-fated relationship.
D- Do you think I chose that female flake | in a flak suit? Do I have any say in this? | Of course not.
But I have to go | out there every night, in front of | millions of viewers and make a fool of myself.
How do you think | it makes me I don't believe this.
I'm telling | my life story to a car.
I just thought | it was time that you and I | kissed and made up.
Wade, there's no reason | to make up.
I'm not having | a fight with you.
I just don't like you.
That's 'cause you never got | a chance to know me.
She's never gonna | get that chance because unless you go outside, | get some air, and dry out, we're going to have to | pour you on that bike tomorrow morning.
Don't.
Yeah.
Thanks.
He just | doesn't know when to quit.
Yeah, a lot of people | have that problem.
Like me, for example.
What do you mean? Sabrina, I think | you're the one who wrote the letter | to the Foundation.
Hey, come on, everybody, | don't be shy.
Let's boogie, huh? Go home, Kelly.
You're breaking up | the party.
You've been hanging around my | sister again.
Lay off, Wade, or I'll be breaking you up | on that hill tomorrow.
Oh, yeah! | You've got a lot of guts talkin' about | that mountain, man, considering it's where | you killed your best friend.
Kelly, no! Cool down, pal.
| Save it for the course.
Little too much celebrating, | huh, partner? Yeah.
Okay, come on.
Oh, Kelly.
Oh, Kelly, | are you okay? It hurts.
Just like when | Danny's bike hit me.
It's my body's way | of remembering what I did to him.
Thanks for covering it | for me in there.
I owe you one.
No, you don't | owe me anything.
But you owe | yourself something.
You're beginning to sound like | my third grade teacher.
Yeah, maybe she was | a lot smarter than you gave her | credit for, huh? Yeah, maybe.
Oh, I can start | breathing again.
I was so afraid you | were going to tell Kelly that I wrote | that letter.
How did you know? I didn't.
But after reviewing | all the players, it didn't take | a psychic to see who lost the most | after Danny died.
Why did you write it? Well, after the accident, Kelly promised me | he would give up racing and I really | believed him.
But then he started | practicing late at night.
Next thing I knew, | he'd entered this race, like he was driven | by speed demons.
You don't know | how scared I was that something would | happen to him again.
Wait a minute.
It sounds like | you think that somebody was | after Kelly that day.
I know how Kelly rides.
And that day | up on Widow's Mountain, he was different | right before the fall.
Like something was | wrong with his bike.
But I could never | prove it, because Kelly had the bike scrapped | right after the race.
Michael, this race is | less than 12 hours away.
I'm so scared.
Look, I made a promise | I'd find out the truth about | what happened.
I don't back out | on my promises.
I'll tell you | a little secret.
I've got some friends | who work nights.
I can't imagine what | you expect to find, MichaeI.
We've been over | this footage all night, and it's not | getting any prettier.
It looks to me like | Kelly's doing fine.
I mean, | he's having fun.
All of sudden, | he loses control.
Isn't losing controI par for | the course on a steep incline? No, not for someone | like Kelly.
I've seen this kid ride | with a physical handicap.
And he handles that | bike like an ace.
Without the handicap, | nothing can shake this guy.
There's got to be something | wrong with the bike.
I just can't seem to | put my finger on it.
Michael, it's morning.
Why don't you | sleep on it, huh? Get a fresh start.
The answer is | right in front of me.
I am not gonna | quit now.
Maybe it'll look | different after some rest.
You know, | that's a good idea.
I need a new way | of looking at this.
KITT, give me an ECU | on the bike.
All right.
Now move it forward, | step by step.
That's what's | been bothering me.
Kelly's front wheel | isn't moving.
Doesn't that defy | the law of physics? It does in my data banks.
If something jammed | his wheel, he couldn't handle that bike, | no matter how good he is.
Where are you going? To make sure his | bike is okay this time.
But what about | the sleep? Sleep? It's morning.
Looks like we're | not the only ones interested in Kelly's bike.
Let's get him! MichaeI, I'm afraid I'm not | equipped for this terrain.
I have inadequate traction.
Nothing we can do | about it, buddy.
KITT, we're slipping! I told you, MichaeI, | I'm not equipped to KITT.
KITT, talk to me.
KITT, you all right? I've never been | so humiliated in my life, watching that | two-wheeled tarantula run circles around me.
I told you my tires | had no traction.
We'll talk to | April about it.
What about | that tarantula? Anywhere in sight? I'm afraid he's quite | literally left us in the dust.
All right.
Give me Devon.
Well, KITT, I hope | this will do the trick.
But don't use them unless | it's absolutely necessary.
If it'll save me | further embarrassment, it's necessary.
You know what I think? What? I think the murderer | was really after Kelly.
I think Danny was | an innocent victim.
Now all I've got to do | is figure out how the wheel was | frozen and who did it.
I don't understand it.
I mean, we all wanted to win | our rough-and-tumbles.
But it's inconceivable to me | that anyone would want to kill to win.
Somebody was obviously | more desperate than you were.
Whom do you | suspect at this point? I don't know, there's two racers | who still hate Kelly.
One's name is Wade Fontaine.
The other is Lee Carstairs.
But I'm not sure either one's got | a motive for murder.
Carstairs was badly injured | in the race last year.
I doubt any murderer | would include himself in the package.
He also said that | he'll give all the money to charity if he wins.
So he's not after money.
What about Fontaine? Fontaine thinks | that Kelly stands between him | and Sabrina.
Of course, | he thinks I do, too.
All right.
The high-traction | drop-downs are ready.
But I haven't had | a chance to test them.
There's only one way | to test them.
Use 'em.
I'm out of here.
Something about | Widow's Mountain and what Sabrina said | keeps coming back to me.
I'd rather we forget | the whole incident.
Yeah, well, we can't.
It's the idea that | every motorcyclist has distinctive moves.
KITT, I noticed something about that rider | this morning.
How quickly | he lost us, I suppose.
Yeah, well, that's because | we weren't ready for the mountain, all right? But he didn't seem | to be too sure of himself.
I'm afraid I don't | understand your point.
That rider was not a pro.
Hey, Kelly.
How's the bike? Now it's A-one.
Somebody tried playing the old sweetening game | on my tank, feeding sugar into | the gas line to foul up the engine.
It's a good thing | I checked it out.
Where's Sabrina? She's getting ready | for the race.
What's up? Right before your | accident last June, do you remember | your front wheel jamming? Didn't anybody tell you it's | bad luck to talk about accidents before a race? Yeah, yeah, well, | it's a lot worse having them.
All I remember is | seeing Danny go down.
And I see it | over and over again.
How could one rider | cause another rider's wheel to stop turning? It's easy.
You just shoot a little | aluminum rod out of a CO2 target pistol | right into the spokes, it stops everything cold, | and then it disintegrates.
That happen a lot? Bicycle racers do it | a lot in Europe.
What are you | asking for, anyway? You gonna | sabotage the race? Not a chance.
I was going to make sure | nobody else does, either.
Listen, you don't mind if I gear up in private, | do you? I don't do it | as easily as I used to.
Yeah.
Listen, good luck | out there today.
I'm pulling for you, huh.
Hi.
I figured you were | inside with Kelly.
I thought I'd wait till you | came out to thank you.
Thank me, for what? Well, for chasing away | the guy who tried to wreck Kelly's bike.
Kelly told me all about it.
Sabrina, Kelly didn't know | I chased anybody.
Oh, well, we knew | someone came to our rescue.
Why did you do it, | Sabrina? I don't know what | you're talking about.
You know exactly | what I'm talking about.
Now don't play | games with me.
What's really | going on here? First you write | to the Foundation that somebody | murdered Danny.
Then you try | and tell me that Kelly's | really the victim.
Now you try and knock him out | of the race yourself.
What's going on? I want my brother alive.
I begged you to find | the murderer, but you haven't.
And if Kelly goes | out on that racecourse, he's fair game.
And I'm not going to sit by | and let somebody kill him.
You're not in charge | of your brother's life.
He's a big boy.
If this race means | that much to him, you got no right | to stop him.
He's my brother.
| I love him.
That gives me | the right.
That's not fair, sis.
I've got to win | this race for Danny.
You can't stop me, Sabrina.
Not if you love me.
Oh, Kelly.
Come on, | you'll ruin your mascara.
See you at the | racetrack, huh? At the finish line.
How's the security business, | Knight? Live and well.
How's | the racing business? Just talked to my agent.
Got a new promotion.
| Carstairs cycle.
Great idea, huh? I get the feeling | you could sell just about anything.
You can't make | a living just winning races.
Believe me, it's those | endorsements that count.
I'll see you.
I've got to beat | the crowds to the track so I can walk the course | before the race.
Good luck.
Hi, hotshot, | come here, man, I've got a bone | to pick with you.
Oh, nothing like | a good night's sleep to mellow you out, | right? Oh, yeah? Hey, listen man, | what's between Sabrina and me ain't none | of your business.
Well, I don't think it's | any of your business, either.
She's not interested.
Yeah, she was | until you came along.
I doubt that.
Hey, listen, stretch, I'm gonna have to | teach you some manners.
Gee, I hope you can ride | with that bad hand today.
Come.
Meet the Eighth Wonder | of the World.
The discovery of a car occurred some years ago, | Roger.
Yes, but this car talks.
Go ahead.
Say a few words | to my cameraman.
I guess it's not | in a talkative mood.
Come on, metal head, | say something.
But yesterday, I just Would you, I-I, | what happened Traitor! That's show biz.
Good afternoon, | ladies and gentlemen.
Welcome to | the Oakside Charity Race.
We need all the riders | to the starting area, please.
I'm Larry Huffman, | we're expecting some exciting | racing this afternoon with top riders like | Kelly Travis, Lee Carstairs, and Wade Fontaine | all here today.
And they are ready to go | for the champagne, glory, and gold.
The top riders from | across the country gathered here on | a beautifuI afternoon.
The temperature in the 80s, | we've got a fast track, and we are set for some | very exciting racing.
Hi, and welcome back | to Talkabout.
We're at | the Oakside Charity Race, which is about to | begin any minute.
Yes, and Roger will be | giving you a blow-by-blow while I race myself | over to the finish line to give the lucky first-placer | a great big victory kiss.
Uh, no, Darlena, I'm scheduled | to be at the finish line.
Oh, no, Roger, do you really think that | these awesome athletes are going to want | a victory kiss from you? You've gone too far | this time, Webster! Oh, slow down! Cut, cut.
Tough doughnuts, Floyd.
| Look, it's done.
And now the whole | country's expecting me to be | at the finish line.
You're going | the wrong way, bimbo brain.
I've got to | change my attire.
You don't expect me | to be seen in this old thing? I was doing | Shakespeare before this.
Here, coming out now, | is Kelly Travis.
The line is looking at him.
He's a showboater, | and the crowd likes him.
In the middle of | the front line, Kelly Travis, Number 25.
The equipment | may have changed, but the raw excitement | remains the same.
I rather miss it.
Hi.
| Hi.
Michael, you still | look worried.
Maybe we should | postpone the race.
No, all I've got | is a feeling.
That's not enough | to cancel all the work that's gone into this.
No, of course not.
I think it's time to give | the officials the green light.
Why is Kelly doing that? Ah, it's his style.
| Getting attention.
It seems like | an awful lot of trouble.
Well, what they call it | is promotion.
It's the name | of the game around here.
Without it Wait a minute.
Promotion.
| That might be it.
What do you mean? I'll talk to you later.
Young gladiators | of racing up on the line now.
You've got to wonder what is | going through their minds.
Number 6, Lee Carstairs, is certainly | one of the favorites.
Next to him, | Number 11, George Carter.
Then Number 25.
| That's Kelly Travis.
A lot of people have | turned out for him.
Number 30, | the incredible Scott Crosby.
Then on the outside, | Wade Fontaine.
Fontaine eyes this star | at the starting area.
And again, very important, the start for | a race such as this.
There's the start! Out in front, | down the long straightaway is Kelly Travis, Number 25.
Running in | second spot, Carstairs, as they fly over | the giant Jump, catapulting themselves | into the stratosphere.
MichaeI, I've been | watching the race and have come | to the conclusion that there's | very little difference between motorcyclists | and lemmings jumping off cliffs.
Right now, I need | your attention on something | a little less hairy.
I want you to access Lee Carstairs' | agency contracts.
Every time I interface | with agency computers, I come away wanting | to count my circuits.
Must I? Yeah, just do it.
I think | I found a motive here.
In that case, | I'll take a chance.
Out in front, side by side, Kelly Travis, Lee Carstairs, | and Wade Fontaine.
Into the turn now, and it's still | Travis in front.
Carstairs, | Fontaine, watch out! Holy Toledo! | Carstairs and Fontaine crash! No, it's Fontaine down.
Carstairs moves into second.
Fontaine is up.
Apparently okay, but shook-up.
Just what I thought, KITT.
Every one of Lee's | endorsement contracts ends this year.
I don't understand | the connection.
Lee said it himself.
Those endorsements | are his bread and butter.
Without them, | he can't make ends meet.
What does that have | to do with this race? Lee has to win | to reestablish himself as a champion, or no advertiser | is going to touch him.
Kelly's the only rider | equal to Lee.
I'll bet you Lee got caught up | in his own sabotage last year and Danny got | the worst of it.
Are you going | to stop the race? That's like stopping | a stampede.
No, KITT.
You and I have | just become the first four-wheeled | motorcycle team in history.
Let's try those | high-traction drop-downs.
And it seems | there's no separating Travis and Carstairs as they continue | to share the lead as they have since | the beginning of the race.
MichaeI, I'm developing | a modicum of respect for these motorcycles.
This is rather hard | on the frame.
The bones don't have it | any easier, pal.
Looks like I've got a little challenge | for you, partner.
I hate to do this to you.
That's all right, MichaeI.
| It's for charity.
Hold on, | we're going through.
Hey! That was great! Maybe we do have | a future as a racing team! Heaven forbid, MichaeI.
Bringing up | the rear are McNamer, Hart and a big black car.
MichaeI, my sonar indicates that water is much deeper | than it looks.
Let's not find out | how deep it is.
MichaeI, Carstairs is aiming | that device at Kelly.
Carstairs will be | out of commission for a while.
MichaeI, Kelly has stopped at the foot of | Widow's Mountain.
He must have lost | his nerve, KITT.
You've got to get | up that mountain.
I can't.
Listen to me! What happened last year | wasn't your fault.
It was Lee Carstairs'.
I'm sorry.
Without Danny I feel too alone | going up there.
You won't be alone, Kelly.
I'm going with you.
MichaeI, the other racers | are only 20 seconds behind.
All right, KITT.
Let's see what those | high-traction drop-downs can really do, pal.
Kelly Travis, Number 25, | riding the race of his life! Look, this is my show, buster, | so don't tell me what to do.
I'm gonna go right | down here on the line, so that I can be | the first to see the winner.
Let's see that | on instant replay.
You did it, kid.
No, we did it.
Well, Michael, the race | was a complete success.
The proceeds far exceeded | Devon's expectations.
Great.
Too bad Kelly had to | forfeit his win because he had help.
Well, I think he won far more | than just a race yesterday.
Yeah, I guess our little | last minute entry didn't hurt too much.
No, as a matter of fact, | I've had dozens of calls from promoters | begging for KITT's services.
Don't tell him that.
It'll go straight | to his head.
Hey.
Oh, we wanted to thank you | for everything, Michael.
And I want you | to have this.
I've decided that I'm going to | have that surgery.
Then I'm gonna try | and find something else to put my energies | into besides racing.
Well, I hope | they can stand you.
You've got | a lot of energy.
Thank you very much, | really.
Bye-bye.
Take care.
Bye, April.
It's something, huh? Pretty nice.
You know, these races | have sparked my interest in fresh air | once again.
Well, I'll see you | later at the Foundation.
Wow! Whoo! Honestly, the fact | that Devon would choose that two-wheeled can opener over the comfort | of an automobile is completely mystifying.
You may have | a point there.
I think we should | demonstrate the superiority of | a four-wheeled machine.
Michael, you wouldn't.