Knight Rider (1982) s03e09 Episode Script

Next time l'll handle him myself.
How? Why did you try | to kill Michael? Because the poison | didn't work.
lf l didn't get the one with | the poison in it, Cindy did.
Michael, I've isolated | the poison.
Frail is a peculiar way to describe | an orchid that can kill a man Sorry l can't give you | the antidote.
Renard still has the antidote, | and l'm guessing he's on his way back | to LA right about now.
I'm surprised | you're still with us, Michael.
Take off.
Now! KlTT, we've got to stop them.
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.
Still here? Hey, what a better place | to watch the parade, huh? Parade or circus? As long | as there is music, who cares? Tell me something, you ever relax, put | on some skates and ride the boardwalk? lf that's an invitation, l'll | even bring the ghetto blaster.
Well, l'll see you later.
| lt's show time, must go.
You got a date.
Phew! Michael, before you trade me | in for a pair of skates don't forget why we're here.
l haven't forgotten.
| Just hope this guy shows up.
Michael, | what on earth is this? Looks like the boardwalk | Arnold Schwarzenegger.
And what exactly | is an Arnold Schwarzenegger? Wait a minute.
| We got a van, pal.
It matches the one our | informant described, Michael.
Okay, let's go undercover.
All right, | scan what's inside.
A half-dozen unmarked cartons.
Looks like steel canisters.
Filled with HCN, | hydrogen cyanide.
A compound | when mixed with water could wipe out the entire | population of a small town.
Michael.
| Yeah, l know, l see him.
Do you think | he's our chemical caterer? No, pal, l think | he's just our delivery boy.
Well, what do we have here? The resident Fidel Castro.
Michael, if he drives off | with those chemicals there's no telling | where on earth they'll end up.
l know, l just wanna | catch him in the act.
lt's not time to break up | the party just yet.
If you don't mind, Arnold, would you | please get both dumbbells off my hood? Hey, there's only one dumbbell | on your hood.
Now there's only one dumbbell on my | hood, and would you kindly take it off? KlTT, | would you get off this kick? Whoever you are in there, | you'd better be pretty big.
lt's time.
We've been made.
All right, | put up the window.
Hey, it's squeezing me! Your delivery days are over.
Hey, l got souvenirs here.
| Take a look.
KlTT! ls she all right? The hospital, buddy.
| Scan her vitals.
I'm sorry, Michael, | but it's too late.
Too late? | She's dead.
There's nothing more you or | anyone else can do for her.
Devon, | she was only 20 years old.
She just came in | from St.
Louis a week ago.
Yes, l know, Michael, | l'm terribly sorry.
We're all sorry, | but she's dead.
The worst thing is that the | only information we could get from the one you picked up was | his name, rank, and serial number.
He's a member | of a quasi-military group dedicated to overthrowing | the island of Mandominow.
A spot on the Pacific | no larger than Venice Beach.
So you're telling me we're no closer | to this broker of chemical warfare than we were when we started.
Not true.
At least we know what one | of his people looks like.
What he looks like, | but not who he is.
KlTT ran the photo we took of | him through his image databank but he couldn't get | a positive identification.
You get the license plate | number on the van? Yeah, we had better luck | with that one.
lt's registered to a delivery | service here in town.
Keller Brothers.
The only thing is it appears | to be a legitimate company.
And as far as we know, the van | could've been stolen from them.
l learned a long time ago | everything isn't what it appears.
l wanna check it out.
Michael, l know how important | this case is to you but may l be so bold | as to recommend caution? Devon, you can recommend | anything you want but that poison gas | was meant for me.
Michael, I understand | your anger but you really | should try to relax.
Your stress level is alarming.
Yeah, maybe l should | take up weight lifting like your friend | on the beach, huh? Your attempt at humor | is an excellent idea, Michael.
Laughter is a known tension reliever.
| Perhaps I should tell you some jokes.
You're going to tell jokes? | Why not? I've done a lot of research | on humor.
For instance the other night I was parked | in a garage that was so small the mice were hunchbacked.
KlTT, that is terrible.
Michael, is my act dying? No, but | it's not going to Vegas either.
We're on duty.
| Stay on top of it.
How'd you get in here? | The door.
l thought it was locked.
Locked? Why would your door be | locked during business hours? lt's a jungle out there.
| That's a very good reason.
Hi, my name is Michael Knight.
l'm looking for the person | in charge of this place.
Sonny says l'm supposed to ask | everybody what company they work for.
Come on in.
l doubt that Sonny's | ever heard of us.
l work for | a nonprofit organization called the Foundation | for Law and Government.
Nonprofit? You're right, l | doubt Sonny's ever heard of you.
Yeah? | Sonny.
Yes, | there's a Michael Knight here.
He's with the Foundation | for Law and Government.
Law and Government? Okay, tell him l'll be right out.
| l'm just finishing up something.
He won't be long.
| Thanks.
KlTT, is that someone | coming or going? lt's Rosemary, and why are | you talking to your arm? It's a van, Michael.
Loaded and getting ready | to leave the premises.
Come back anytime.
Let's get him! All right, get him on the infrared | tracking scope and scan the cargo for me.
He's got a three-block lead.
And, Michael, that van is loaded | with those horrible chemicals.
All right, | three blocks and closing.
Let's not push him too hard.
| That van's a rolling bomb.
I think we've got him, | Michael.
l think that's open | for discussion.
KlTT, what's he heading for? Open traffic.
And there's a | school at the end of the road.
Michael, | if those chemicals Don't even say it.
Michael, | there's no one at the wheel.
l figured as much.
Draw a | bead on the van, will you, pal? I've got him.
| All right.
Fire Microlock.
Any sign of our driver? I'm | afraid not.
He's out of range.
Why is it that l can always count on | you to fret over the most minute details? Because careless people in my | position do not survive very long.
Nor mine, Colonel.
Let me assure you that the | safety of this shipment is as important to me | as it is to you.
You have nothing | to worry about.
That is what l told our | President before my military coup.
Touch?.
| Have a good day, Colonel.
A case of nerves? | With good reason.
You see, for the Colonel, | failure means death.
Odd, isn't it? That something so frail, | so beautiful should mean so much | to a man like Faisur.
A man so dedicated | to violence and destruction.
Frail is a peculiar way to describe | an orchid that can kill a man without leaving a trace | of its poison.
Not too unlike | some women l've known.
Present company excluded, | of course.
We've got trouble, Renard.
We? And what indiscretion | did we commit this time? There is a plainclothes cop, | Michael Knight he's been snooping around and | yesterday, he broke up a sale then he found the warehouse.
| l had to clear out, man.
lt's a total loss.
l had to | ditch the truck and everything.
What makes you think | he's a cop? l was running stash when the other | guys my age were trading baseball cards.
l can smell a cop.
He says he's from | the Law Foundation.
Foundation for Law and Government? Yeah.
You know him? | An associate of mine did.
As he described it, it was a | rather unpleasant experience.
l hope you didn't | leave any clues.
l didn't exactly have time | to tidy up.
That's too bad.
Still, the loss of a truck | and one warehouse certainly won't put us | out of business nor will it lead him here.
See, l don't know where this guy | What are we gonna do about this? Any suggestions? | One.
Since Michael Knight is so | interested in our business he might like to sample | our latest product.
I wonder what Cindy | wants to see you about.
l don't know, pal.
All l know is she told Devon | it was important.
Oh, no.
Not Arnold again.
Well, don't say | I didn't warn you.
Think you're pretty smart, | don't you? I'm a Knight Industries | Two Thousand with 1,000 megabits of memory | and a one nanosecond access time.
l bet you wear contact lenses, | too, and eat quiche.
Well, Mr.
Brain, if you | won't come out, l'll come in.
Arnold, we really must stop | meeting like this.
What can l get you? Orange | juice.
Fresh, if you got any.
Sure you can handle it? | Yeah, l can handle it.
To your good health.
| Thank you.
You look real nice.
How come | you don't have to wear a uniform? l'm not the T-shirt type.
You're starting early | this morning.
Yeah.
You ought to try some of | this, it's fresh orange juice and it's got a lot of vitamin C and | whole bunch other things l can't remember.
Are you okay? | No.
l'm really sorry | about what happened to Lori.
Hey, l know.
lt wasn't | your fault.
Yeah, l know.
Let's have a toast | to some wonderful news.
You got some good news? | l can use some good news.
Yeah, l was invited to | audition for a lead in a show.
No kidding.
That's great.
| Yeah.
What's going on? | What? Devon said you wanted to talk | to me about something.
He said it was important.
lt wasn't me.
Are you sure? Hey, maybe | it was some other Cindy.
One OJ.
Straight up.
But l | already got one from the hostess.
Guess this one's | on the house then.
Come on, let's have a toast to | something crazy.
l don't know.
Break a leg.
| Thanks.
You're telling me you had no idea | Sonny was selling poison chemicals? What do l look like, a | chemist? l can barely type.
So much for job security.
How long have you worked here, | anyway? Two weeks.
Next Friday.
And you have no idea | where Sonny is? Why do l feel like | l'm being evicted? Rosemary, a young girl | is dead here.
l know that.
But l don't know | where Sonny is.
Did you ever go out with him? For | $5.
50 an hour, you gotta be kidding.
Maybe he asked you out.
Twice last week.
| Monday and Wednesday.
Maybe he even brought you | some flowers.
l've never known a pretty girl | yet who had to buy her own orchids.
All right, so he brought | me flowers.
The creep.
But l still don't know | where he is, that's the truth.
Okay, if you hear from him, anything | at all, you call me at this number.
Even if it's only a postcard.
Now can l go? | Yeah.
Are they going to be surprised to see | me back at the old unemployment line and only after nine days, too.
Anything hidden | behind these walls? Nothing a good exterminator | couldn't take care of, Michael.
Great, | we're back to square one.
There is something | that's puzzling me though.
What? Rosemary is likely to be | the only young lady in the unemployment line | wearing a priceless orchid.
Sonny boy goes first class.
| Tell me more, buddy.
It's a Hybrid Jantilius, | an exceptionally rare variety.
In fact, | according to my research there's only one | horticulturist in the country who has had any success | growing them.
Where can l find him? Right | here in Los Angeles, Michael.
A Mr.
Paul Renard.
All right, | let's check these orchids out.
What do we have | on Paul Renard? Except for failure to pay | a traffic citation in '82 Paul Renard has a clean slate.
And speaking of traffic Not another joke.
| Remember your stress, Michael.
Yes, it's great to be back | on the road again.
How great is it? But seriously, I stopped for gas the | other day and the service was so slow by the time they filled me up, | my upholstery was out of style.
lt's going to be a long, | long ride, KlTT.
You all right? Yeah, l guess l'm just working | myself a little too hard.
Don't worry, | l'm gonna be all right.
ls something wrong, | Mr.
Renard? No, you surprised me, | that's all.
You say you saw a secretary | wearing one of my prize orchids? Yes, sir.
| As impossible as it seems.
She said it was a gift | from her boss.
She must be a whiz | at shorthand.
Ten words a minute.
What sort of business is her | boss into? Killing people.
Maybe you've heard of him, | his name is Sonny Martin.
No, l don't believe l have.
Well, he's a terrific | admirer of yours.
Your orchids.
The Jantilius | is a rare creature.
Would you care to take | a closer look, Mr.
Knight? l'd love to.
Yes, so delicate, | so lovely.
lt's hard to believe | it hides a deep, dark secret.
And what is that? lf l told you it wouldn't be a | secret anymore, would it, Mr.
Knight? Well, what do you think of it? Well, l've got to admit l've never | seen another flower quite like it.
No, in some ways, you're | fortunate to have seen it at all.
lf that's all l can do | for you, Mr.
Knight.
lf l wanted to buy one of your | rare orchids, where would l go? Unfortunately, | they're not for sale.
No kidding, l wonder | how Sonny Martin got his? Well, as you can see there | are no armed guards around.
One doesn't expect treachery | in a greenhouse.
Nor in a beachfront bar.
Especially when it involves | the death of a young girl.
l mean, that's treachery | of the worst kind.
l got a sneaky suspicion | we'll meet again.
Perhaps.
But then, | who's to say for sure.
Speak of the devil | and the devil appears.
What's Knight doing here? A better question, | what's he doing anywhere? Yeah, l thought you were | going to take care of him.
Something must've gone wrong.
And thanks to your generosity | with my orchids he's breathing down my neck.
Welcome to the club.
Don't worry about it.
Next | time l'll handle him myself.
How? The old fashioned | way.
l'm gonna kill him.
KlTT, Renard's into this | up to his geraniums.
But how do we prove it, | Michael? l don't know.
lf l knew that l'd be here to take | Cindy for a slow walk on the beach instead of trying to find out if she's | even seeing Sonny and Renard together.
You got that hard copy for me? Now that's what l call instant | service.
Keep your scanners peeled, huh? Michael, duck! Pick me up.
| I'm on my way, Michael.
All right, | let's get this over with.
All right KlTT, let's haul him in, | before he gives garbage a bad name.
Take a good look at him, | Sonny.
Look at him! | All right, l looked.
What now? Now we want to | know all about Mr.
Renard.
How long | you've worked for him where he buys his chemicals, | who his customers are how he's managed to run his ghastly | business with such relative ease.
You know something? | You talk funny.
You know something, | you've got a big mouth.
Easy.
| One l'm just itching to put on the other side | of your face.
l'm sure that when Mr.
Martin realizes | the gravity of his situation he will only be too happy | to cooperate.
What's my situation? For openers, you're facing a murder | charge for killing that little girl.
For openers? Try proving it.
There were a dozen witnesses, | man! l had a tough childhood! l'll find religion.
l'll get | a couple of years, that's it.
Michael! What l want to know from you, | Mr.
Martin is why did you tried | to kill Michael? Who tried to kill him? l was | trying to give him a shave.
Listen to me, | you unconscionable lout.
l'm a man of considerable | patience, but once that patience has exhausted itself, | it's replaced by a rage the like of which | you have never seen.
Now l'm going to ask you one | more time and one more time only.
Why did you try to | kill Michael? Because Because why? Because | the poison didn't work.
What poison? The poison they | put in your orange juice.
Who put it in his orange | juice? l don't know! l think you do.
Devon, there were two glasses | of orange juice.
lf l didn't get the one with | the poison in it, Cindy did.
Excuse me, | l'm looking for Cindy.
But is Cindy looking for you? | You don't understand.
Sure l do.
Next you'll be telling me | your eyes met across a crowded bar and you can't live | without her.
She may not be able to live without me.
| She accidentally drank some poison here.
Oh, no.
She said she didn't feel well | when she left.
Do you know where she went? | She had an audition.
Where? | The bandstand on the beach.
Thanks.
Michael.
lt's okay, l'm | gonna take care of you.
l think they liked me, | l think they really did.
Liked you? They had to | love you.
Come on, babe.
KlTT, see if you can determine | what kind of poison it is.
Right away, Michael.
Michael, | I've isolated the poison.
What is it? A sophisticated | derivative compound originating in the | orchidaceous Bauhinia veriegata.
ln plain English, please.
| The rare Jantilius orchid.
So that's what Renard meant when he | said it hides a deep, dark secret.
The secret of death.
Unfortunately, there's | no known antidote for it.
KlTT, if the poison comes | from the orchid there's also a good chance the | orchid could produce the antidote.
That's right, Michael.
All right, as soon as we get her | to the hospital, it's harvest time.
But l told you, Mr.
Renard left a | short time ago in his private jet.
Did he say where he was | going? Not to me, he didn't.
But l did hear Miss Ava | mention something about Mexico.
Where in Mexico, | heaven only knows.
KlTT, run a check on every | private jet requesting clearance to Mexico in the last hour.
I'm checking now, Michael.
Nothing.
| Check radio communications.
Good idea.
A private jet ran a weather check | for an area just across the border.
We're getting closer.
| Let's get those orchids! KlTT, he beat us to them.
Michael, what is it? Every last one of them burned to a | crisp.
And useless as an antidote.
Guess old Tetzulla | fell asleep on duty.
Tetzulla? | The Aztec God of Fertility.
Mr.
Renard brought it back | from one of his trips and hung it there to look | after his rare orchids.
KlTT, what do you got | in your banks on Tetzulla? Besides being the Aztec | God of Fertility, Michael he's also the patron God of | the Mexican town of Chalaxa.
There's got to be a landing | strip in Chalaxa, buddy.
Yes, a small one, but certainly | large enough for a private jet.
Michael, if you're thinking what I'm | computing, I'm afraid it's a long shot.
Right now, it's the only shot | we got, pal.
Let's swing on down | Mexico way.
Michael, Devon's calling.
Lay it on me, Devon.
The doctors have her on a | life support system, Michael but I'm afraid | it doesn't look good.
Devon, look, | this is all because of me.
They've got to keep her alive | till l get back with the antidote.
Believe me, they're | doing everything they can.
You got to get them | to do more! Please.
You got to get them | to do more.
I'll stay on top of them, | Michael.
I promise.
Michael, you know what I think | you could use right now? The antidote.
| Aside from that.
Don't tell me.
| A little stress reliever.
Very well, since you insist.
When I was a kid- | You were never a kid.
Not now, Michael, | I'm on a roll.
Now, when I was a kid, we | were so poor Michael? All right, how poor were you? We couldn't afford cheese | to bait the mousetrap.
Another mouse joke? | Please, no heckling.
Anyway, we had to cut out | a picture of cheese for bait.
So what happened? We | caught a picture of a mouse.
Michael, what is it? | Are you in pain? No, it's your jokes.
| They're killing me.
l trust the compound | is totally effective? Chalaxa is the perfect | place to milk the orchids and mass-produce their venom.
One fluid ounce has the killing | power of 25 gallons of cyanide.
A terrorist's dream.
All right, pal, | you know the plan.
We both know the plan, Michael.
Now | let's only hope they fall for it.
Soon as l give you the signal, | pull out all the stops.
All right Everybody stay where you are.
| We've got the place surrounded.
And by orders of the Mexican and United | States authorities, you're all under arrest.
You're an amazing man, | Mr.
Knight.
No, Renard, | just one who keeps his word.
l promised l'd see you again.
No one leaves or comes in | this cantina.
No one! l want the antidote | and l want it right now.
l know you keep it real close.
Like maybe on your chain | right there.
You're right again, | Mr.
Knight.
You there.
Stop! | No one goes inside.
Do not enter the cantina.
Play Melancholy Baby.
lt's a trick! There's nothing out there | but a black car making noises! Take him! Sorry l can't give you | the antidote.
But so you won't be too disappointed, | l'm gonna give you the poison.
And l can assure you that | the concentrated injection will work much faster than the | one diluted in the orange juice.
Don't tell me l've died | and gone to that hot place.
Don't rush it.
You've so little time | left, why spend it on unpleasantries? Where's Renard? Michael Knight, | true to your reputation.
Drawing your last breaths | and still fighting.
Why don't we try and go someplace | where we can find a little privacy? You don't strike me as | the shy and inhibited type.
There's only one question | l gotta ask you.
Why? Michael? Michael, where are you? | Can you hear me? lt's what you do with it.
KlTT.
Michael, I'm so glad | to see you.
Likewise.
Better get the Federales in | here to clean up this place.
Did you find the antidote? | Yeah, and the poison.
Michael, what do you mean? | Scan my vitals.
You'll see.
Oh, no, Michael, they've injected | you with a lethal quantity.
Tell me about it.
Renard still has the antidote, | and l'm guessing he's on his way back | to LA right about now.
You're right.
They took off 14 | minutes ago, headed northwest.
I'm afraid that plane was | loaded with a very nasty cargo.
Just about enough poison | to wipe out an entire city.
Okay, pal, they got a | head start.
Head start? Michael, even at my top speed | they'd beat us there by half an hour.
And they're too far up | to micro-jam.
l know, but see if you can access | the plane's navigation computer to the Palomar uplink.
lf we can scramble their | compass and airspeed indicator we may be able to throw them | off course, cost them some time.
Brilliant, Michael.
| I'll take it from here.
Now you just relax.
Lear 634, tango delta, | this is LA Center request U-turn right, | heading 043.
Roger, LA Center, | turning right to 043.
Anything wrong up there? | lt's okay.
Relax, my friend.
You made a fortune today.
You're right.
And the only man who could take | it away from me is dead now.
Marissa, some champagne, | please.
Of course.
lt'll do us all some good.
KlTT, how much longer do | l have? Don't ask me that.
An hour? Two hours? Cindy, what about poor Cindy? I'm surprised | you're still with us, Michael.
You're living | on sheer willpower.
Call Devon.
Have them get Cindy to the | airport in an ambulance.
Tell him to meet us there.
The will to live, Michael, it's | all you've got.
Don't give up.
You You just keep driving on.
l'll take | a little nap here, l wanna rest.
Michael! A friend of mine | flew to Las Vegas yesterday and boy, are his arms tired.
I know a man who made so | much money in Las Vegas they're still looking | for his body.
That body of water.
l don't | remember it on the flight down.
So, we're on a different | flight path.
Calm down.
You're getting too old | for this business.
That's Lake Arrowhead.
| We're 100 miles off course.
Turn this jet around.
Yes, | sir, Mr.
Renard, right away.
Head winds, Renard, | head winds.
Next thing you know, | you'll be seeing ghosts.
But when it comes | to having fun take my wife, please, | someone take my wife.
ls that them, KlTT? | Did we make it? We surely did, Michael, | and not a moment to spare.
Let's give them a reception | they'll never forget.
Take off again.
Now! We've got to get | airborne immediately! Head on.
Michael, they're lifting off | again.
Not if we can stop them.
Just try and clip | the wing tank.
Michael, | what are you planning? You hardly have the strength | to stand up.
lt's time for another dose | of willpower, buddy.
Michael, the fire's reaching | the jet's main fuel tanks.
Get away from the plane, | it's gonna blow! Are they all right? All | vitals are strong, Michael.
Cindy's in the back, Michael.
Devon, l got it.
Cindy! Michael, we're not gonna | die, are we? No, baby.
We got a date, remember? Beautiful! Not much like a fox trot, but it | does have a certain animal vitality.
Animal vitality? You kidding? | There's no doubt about that.
Guess what? | Got some good news.
Cindy is on her way | to Broadway.
You're kidding? The director called me today and | l got the lead in Dance Mania.
That's terrific! Congratulations! | You're going to be great.
Congratulations! This | calls for a celebration and l have just the thing.
Better be a good year.
A good year, it's an excellent | year.
1984.
Squeezed this morning.
How about | a little champagne? Speaking of jokes- | We weren't speaking of jokes.
Did I ever tell you about my | cousin who thought he was an orange? No, but l got a feeling | you're going to.
Well, we would've put him away | except we needed the juice! Thank you! | You're a beautiful audience.
All right, congratulations.
| Hear, hear.
That's right.
Fantastic.
| Thank you.