Knight Rider (1982) s04e07 Episode Script

Hollenbeck's in trouble.
| Let's go! Turbo boost! A lethal bacteria developed | with a Foundation grant has fallen into | the wrong hands.
We're all familiar with the | horrible death it causes.
I like it.
The Hammer-of-the-Desert | will like it.
There's no way KITT and I | can handle this alone.
All of us are going | into the field.
Alisha Craven-Hall.
If this is a hoax, | you'll pay for it.
Michael will find us, | somehow.
Knight Rider, | a shadowy flight into the dangerous world | of a man who does not exist.
Michael Knight, | a young Ioner on a crusade to champion | the cause of the innocent the helpless, | the powerless in a world of criminals | who operate above the law.
This experiment | has also been filmed with guinea pigs | and dogs.
Monkeys, being primates, | react more like human beings.
The bacteria, once released, | travel by air.
Watch the time in seconds.
One, two, three.
Yes, yes.
They're already | in extreme pain.
Look.
Mmm-hmm.
That's enough.
Shut it off.
We're all familiar with the | horrible death it causes.
Let's get this over with.
I like it.
The Hammer-of-the-Desert | will like it.
Good-bye, | Mr.
Carascas.
Good-bye, | Hollenbeck.
You ready to go, Dad? Yeah.
You know our price.
$1 million.
In advance and 10 times | that much on delivery.
When? It will be during | the next shipment.
And that man, | your partner he seemed | in a hurry to leave.
Will he give us | any trouble? Don't concern yourself | about him.
Devon, why would Hollenbeck pick this prime vacation spot | for a rendezvous? As a safety precaution, | Michael.
If Carascas discovers that Hollenbeck | has had a change of heart and has offered to help us, | his life will be in jeopardy.
He should have thought of that | before he sold him the canister.
I agree.
Nevertheless, | the fact remains that a lethal bacteria developed | with a Foundation grant has fallen into | the wrong hands and the responsibility | is mine.
Devon, there's no way | you could have known those experiments would | accidentally produce a weapon.
But they did, Michael.
Just one cubic centimeter | in a city's water supply can wipe out | its whole population.
I won't know a moment's peace until | you and KITT retrieve that canister.
All right, | you can count on us.
I am counting on you, | Michael.
Good luck.
KITT, give me an area scan.
I wanna know | if Hollenbeck's here yet.
A car is approaching, Michael.
| Two people in the front.
That's it.
He said his | daughter would be driving.
How's your mother, Gaye? Mom's doing fine.
She asked | if she could see you.
Well, I've got | this appointment.
I might see her next week.
| Tell her.
I'm picking up another car | with four men inside.
All right, Hollenbeck's | in trouble.
Let's go! Oh, my God! | Step on it.
Turbo boost! Hollenbeck has been | wounded, Michael.
All right.
Let's get back | to him, buddy.
All right, KITT, | scan his vitals.
Right away, Michael.
Pulse very faint, blood | pressure 80/50 and falling.
His daughter | appears uninjured.
Dad! He'll be all right.
| He'll be all right.
Call the paramedics! Right away, Michael.
My father wouldn't be involved | in these things, Michael.
I know it! | He's involved, Gaye.
Missile systems, | decoding equipment you name it, he stole it.
I can't believe it.
| I can't! It's just so unlike him.
| I mean, why? You grew up in | an exclusive neighborhood you went | to the finest schools.
You think your dad provided that kind | of lifestyle on a technician's salary? He said | it was an inheritance.
I had no reason | to doubt him.
He's a good man, Michael.
| He's generous, patriotic.
I guess that's what | finally won out when he realized what | the consequences could be.
And that will probably | cost him his life.
Simon Carascas, | head man at the Embassy.
Over the years, Hollenbeck has been | providing him with hi-tech contraband which he in turn sells | to proscribed countries.
The little Hollenbeck has told | us from his hospital bed confirms what | we have suspected that Carascas has the missing | canister of genetic material on these premises.
Why not just blow in | with a SWAT team and search the place | from top to bottom? I mean, it used to happen in my | old neighborhood all the time.
Unfortunately, we're not in | your old neighborhood, Reginald.
This is a Foreign Embassy.
It is therefore illegal to set foot | in it without proper permission.
Who said anything | about asking permission? Oh, you have a point.
As you can see the building is a nest | of surveillance cameras monitored by | armed security personnel.
RC, there's an army of them.
An intruder wouldn't | stand a chance.
But your instinct | is correct, Reginald.
While you were on the road, we came up | with a plan to infiltrate the Embassy.
Of course, it has to be done before the | canister leaves via diplomatic courier in which case | it would be untouchable.
There's no way KITT and I | can handle this alone.
All of us are going | into the field.
The plan has no chance of | success should any one of us fail.
Hey, I'm ready.
I mean, there's got to be a way that | we can get to this Carascas dude.
Two of them.
His passion | for unique automobiles and beautiful women.
I think this will work.
It works for me.
Now, the canister is being | kept in an Embassy vault in the same area in which | Carascas keeps his vehicles prior to shipping them home.
I think I know where | you're coming from, boss.
We're adding to the man's | collection, right? Right you are, Reginald.
| The Lynx lmperial.
The very one | in which the Baron set the world speed record | in 1955.
And we're using it | as a prototype for KITT's new identity.
This is the key to it.
A supercooled plastic that can be | instantly liquefied.
That's just the beginning.
Now, we have a lot of work to do | and very little time to do it in.
Okay.
It's time for me to be heading | out.
Let's see what we've got.
Very natty, | Reginald.
I think it's time for you to | be moving out, too, Michael.
Yeah, just a second.
What's his gig, boss? My sources | have just informed me that Carascas has hired a | contract killer to make sure that Mr.
Hollenbeck never | leaves the hospital alive.
KITT and I are about | to cancel that contract.
And remember Carascas must be completely | fooled by KITT's disguise or else Michael won't have the | slightest chance to make the switch.
Careful.
It won't break.
I know, but I'll still | be glad when it goes out.
Lupo's here.
You can go.
Well, Lupo, | it's been a long time.
You only call when you | have a problem, Simon.
I keep telling you, | my wife is a gourmet cook.
Any evening, huh? | Mmm-hmm.
Maybe have a little | celebration, huh? It's not gonna be easy.
| The man is well guarded.
Whoa.
If it were easy, you wouldn't | have to pay me $100,000 to eliminate him.
What do you want? Come on, man, the car.
I'm making a delivery.
| Can't you see? Look, it's your hide | if I don't make it.
Mr.
C ain't gonna | like losing this baby.
You better call him | and check me out.
You dig? What is it? Oh, I'll be right down.
Your usual guarantee if anything goes wrong? My backup's name is Hajeck.
| Johnny Hajeck.
Hey, man, you think I'm trying | to hustle this clunker? No way.
I am here | to put you onto this.
How did you know I was | interested in that car? It's my business to know.
After all, it's no secret that | Simon Carascas has been after '55 Lynx lmp for years.
Lynx lmperial.
And I don't believe | you have it.
Only two were ever built and neither has ever | been seen in this country.
Where do you think | I took this? China? Of course, | if you ain't interested Oh, wait, wait, wait.
Where can I see the car? Deal first.
| Like, what's my end? Stay by the phone, my man.
| I will be in touch.
All right.
Give me a surveillance | scan of everybody in the area.
All systems activated, | Michael.
My scan is picking | something up, Michael.
Yeah, I see.
Unless a.
45 is a standard | MD issue these days.
That's our boy.
What are you planning, | Michael? Old Oriental | surgical procedure.
Outpatient area, Dr.
Reed.
| Outpatient area.
Excuse me, Doctor.
All right, KITT, | I got him.
Notify the authorities | and Devon to pick him up then return to the Foundation | for your conversion.
You're supposed | to be alone.
This is Franco, my | mechanic and an expert.
And if this is a hoax, | you'll pay for it.
This ain't no scam.
Hey, you need a little | security, bring him along.
No problem.
Who is it, Sidney? It's the dude | I told you about.
Oh, not at all | what I expected.
Is anything wrong? Oh, on the contrary.
The last consular official | I did business with was a stuffy, older gentleman | with a monocle and cane.
You look like fun.
Simon Carascas.
| Ah.
Alisha Craven-Hall.
Please, this way.
I can't tell you | how pleased I am to find a man who shares | at least one of my passions.
And we'll soon find out | if you share one of mine.
I am obsessed | by authenticity.
Franco! Right here.
| It's genuine.
See this nick? The Baron himself | put it there when he set the land speed | record in 1955.
Are you sure? I was there, | on his crew.
Incredible! May I ask how you've come | to have this car? The Baron had it flown here | for our anniversary.
You were married to him? Oh, not exactly.
The word | isn't in his vocabulary.
Nor mine, | for that matter.
How much are you asking? For the car.
$350, firm.
It's not worth a penny | over $300,000.
But you're buying it | from me.
True.
Would the criteria | be satisfied if the owner were to deliver | it personally, for example.
More than satisfied.
| I have no doubt of it.
Good.
Oh, and don't | feel defeated.
I always get my price.
Cash.
Dr.
Allen, report to surgery.
Dr.
Burman, Emergency area.
| Dr.
Burman, Emergency area.
The doctor said | he has a 50-50 chance.
When I think about what he'll | have to face if he pulls through I wonder if it wouldn't | be better if he doesn't.
Hey, come on.
I don't think | that's a choice he'd make.
I know it isn't.
Thanks, Michael.
| I guess I just- Mr.
Knight.
| Mr.
Michael Knight.
Excuse me.
You have a call | at the nurses' station.
Yes, I'm Michael Knight.
Hello, Michael.
Hello, Devon, what's up? Two things.
First, | Carascas went for the Lynx.
Terrific.
Is KITT ready? Indeed.
KITT has been transformed into as | unique a vehicle as I've ever seen.
Second, I checked out that | ambulance driver as you requested.
Contract killer | named Lupo.
What about a backup shooter? | You get anything on that yet? Yes, your suspicions | were correct.
He's already engaged one, | a fellow named Johnny Hajeck.
The police have just picked | him up at our request.
He'll cause you no trouble.
Devon, | Carascas is no fool here.
As soon as I make my move, | he's gonna have me checked out.
You're fully covered.
I've just completed work | on your police dossier.
The next move is up to you, | Michael.
Make it a good one and carefully.
Okay, thanks.
We're gonna need you | on this.
Whatever I can do, Michael.
| Anything.
Just so you know, | it is not without risk.
Michael, this is the man who's destroyed | my father and is trying to kill us.
Okay.
Afternoon.
Lupo's been busted.
I don't know what | you're talking about or even who you are.
| Now get out.
Name is Hajeck, | Johnny Hajeck.
Lupo's backup man? Yes, he mentioned you.
It'll cost you an extra | $50,000 to waste Hollenbeck.
$10,000 in advance.
And that buys me an observer | when you make the hit and Vascone is right there | next to you.
It's fine.
You have him at the hospital | with the money I'll come here to collect the | balance after the hit goes down.
Have a nice day.
Are you all right, sir? Oh, yes.
You handled it brilliantly.
He says he's Johnny Hajeck.
I'll get you | to make certain.
And if he is Hajeck I'll fill you in | with what happens next.
Either way I don't want to be bothered | by him again and you do understand, | don't you? Yes, sir.
Thank you.
You're more beautiful | than I ever imagined.
A dream come true.
And I will care for you | like no other person could.
I promise.
I swear it.
I don't know | what you got there.
Nothing in the specifications | about that.
Excuse me.
Who said that? I did.
But there's no cause | for alarm.
A voice module | is one of my special features.
That connector | which is going to make your life | a lot easier, is another.
What do you mean by that? It provides power to | my on-board battery charger and antistatic generator.
I'm sure you're aware | how valuable they can be.
I sure am.
Mr.
Carascas gets very angry | when one of his cars don't start.
And if he sees even a speck | of dust, he gets furious.
Well, you won't have | to worry about that with me.
Good.
Michael, my man something tells me Mr.
C is setting | you up for a major double-cross.
Hold it! Thank you.
Now move.
Move! One moment, Hajeck.
I must make sure of this.
Are you nuts? You need | a silencer on that thing.
Half the hospital will be in here | before we get out of the door.
Here, a special load.
| Make it fast.
Let's go! No, don't shoot.
Go! Get out of here.
I bet Carascas is gonna | be real thrilled when he finds out he's | still $40,000 in the hole.
Now, come on.
Move! I thought | you worked alone.
You were wrong, pal.
| Get in.
Nothing like | a little teamwork.
All right, everybody, | rise and shine.
You did well.
| Very well.
Is there any word | on Dad? No.
| He's still in surgery.
We preempt | our musical programming for a special news item.
Mass murder at Southside | Hospital this evening.
Police report four people shot | to death in gangland style.
The victims include two police | officers, a visitor and a patient who had been hospitalized by an earlier | attempt on his life by our gunman.
Stay tuned to this station | for more on our next newsbreak.
No further details yet.
We do know, however, | that four people were killed.
We've learned | that the patient was research scientist August | Hollenbeck and the woman, his daughter.
Hollenbeck was involved with another | shooting just two days earlier.
We don't yet know, however, if | the two incidents were related.
We're gonna be in deep | with Carascas for this one.
Hey.
Hey, it's her! She's supposed | to be dead! Hey, this ought | to square it for us.
I hate to do this | on the run but I've got a patient | in the next wing that I've got | to get to immediately.
Please, Dr.
Gottlieb, | there's no need to apologize.
I appreciate | everything you're doing.
What are the chances | for my father's recovery now? Well, he made it | though the surgery.
Frankly, I was surprised | that he did.
The next 72 hours | are the most critical.
After that | we'll be able- My wife keeps threatening | to hide this on me.
I wish she would, sometimes.
| I'm sorry.
I'll check in on him | later.
Thank you.
Go, go! | Haul it out of here.
The gunman apparently | entered the building through the fire escape | and fled the same way making good his escape.
Yes? I'll be right out.
Make yourself comfortable.
| I shan't be long.
Nice try, Carascas.
| But your shooters blew it.
My money.
| Right now.
You would have done the | same thing in my position.
That's how the game | is played.
But you lost.
And lucky | for you, you did because my people would have been | all over you.
And they don't miss.
Paid in full.
And that's the way out.
You know, there's too much | heat on the street tonight.
Do you know of a safer | place to spend the night than a diplomatically | immune Embassy? Be my guest.
But I have to | have your weapon.
I don't have any.
Be my guest.
It's empty.
Show him | to our guest room.
KITT, you picking me up? I'm watching you.
I'm patched into the | surveillance system as well.
Any problem? | No, Michael.
As a matter of fact, I found | myself in some interesting company.
I mean, suddenly, | it occurred to me that being a collector's item | means being part of history.
Good.
Okay, time for Hajeck's | favorite pastime.
Give me a five-minute loop, | will you? Rolling tape now, | Michael.
Okay, Michael, I've got | enough.
Cut and print.
How about the corridors? I prerecorded them earlier.
They'll appear empty | on the surveillance system.
Start feeding it all into | the surveillance system.
I wanna get out of here.
Okay? You're clear, Michael.
Time to do my rounds.
Freeze.
Hands up.
I'll save you the trouble, | pal.
The gun's in my ankle.
I lied.
Who's that girl? Hollenbeck's daughter.
But I thought | she was dead.
She was.
I saw Hajeck shoot her.
Then I pulled | the trigger myself.
Let's get Hajeck! Ah, you seem to have | met someone along the way.
Sorry, pal, | no time for introductions.
Pinpointed the location | of the vault? Yes, it's around the corner | to your right behind those doors.
Now for the canister.
Okay, stay tuned, pal.
I'm gonna need your help | on this one.
All right, KITT, | hit this lock.
Okay, I got | another lock here.
No problem.
He's not here.
| How's that possible? The vault! | Let's check the vault! Hurry, Michael! They've discovered you're | not in the guest room! Michael, my sensors tell me | they're coming.
I'll take my chances, pal.
Long as they don't have this.
Hey.
Well, guys.
Pardon me, but what exactly | are you doing down here? Well, what do you think | I was doing here? Was admiring | your collection of classics.
I mean, I bet you guys have | no idea what you've got here.
Well, whoever you are, you're | an extremely capable fellow.
Uh Alisha, I'm sorry | and terribly disappointed but I'm afraid | you have to leave.
Oh.
Well, I hope | it's nothing I said.
Oh, of course not.
Matters of State.
| A sudden diplomatic crisis.
As you Americans say, | comes with the territory.
I'll see you out.
Bonnie! I'm sorry.
I think you've mistaken me | for someone else.
Bonnie.
''Alisha Craven-Hall.
'' That's more like it.
Take them both! I have a feeling that | the Hammer-of-the-Desert will be rather pleased | with his American guests.
What about Hajeck? We'll deal with him | when I get back.
He's an imposter, | she's an imposter.
Bad things always come | in threes, don't they? Go over that car, | top to bottom and dismantle it.
KITT? Are you all right, Michael? Yeah, if you consider being locked | in a 6 by 6 filthy room all right I'm doing great.
How can I help you, Michael? Keep your scanners peeled.
I wanna know when Carascas | leaves the premises.
He's already left, Michael.
He | took Bonnie and Gaye with him.
Gaye? What's she doing here? I don't know, Michael.
But her | arrival blew Bonnie's cover.
Yeah, I bet it did.
You stay on Carascas.
| Got a lock for you.
That should do it.
Sure did.
| I'll be right there.
Hold it, Michael.
Vascone is coming.
Get me the tools, Pascal.
We're taking this down | to the frame.
Get me a crowbar.
What's going on? They're trying | to dismantle me, Michael.
You mean, your outer shell, | the Lynx.
Yes, I'm afraid I've started | thinking of it as a part of me.
All right, it's time for the | butterfly to shed its cocoon.
We've got to get out of here.
| Are you ready? Ready, Michael.
| Here we go.
We'll use | the oxyacetylene torch.
One way or another, | we'll take this body apart.
Vascone's more than | distracted, Michael.
I'm on my way.
What a mess! No, he's on our side, Michael.
You've just been slimed.
What's happening | with Carascas? He's still within | scanner range.
All right, let's move it! All right.
| Super Pursuit mode, pal and open the front gate, | will you? All right, give me a | directional scan on the Mercedes.
I've got it, Michael.
Carascas is headed | for the harbor area.
That figures.
He's probably going to | deliver the canister in person.
Play it safe | and get out while he can.
I'm sorry, Bonnie.
I was | upset.
I wasn't thinking.
You couldn't help it.
Michael will find us, | somehow.
He will.
All right, | back to cruise mode.
The shooter's yours.
Carascas is mine.
Wait! Let's talk trade off.
No deal.
| I'm holding all the cards.
You see that crane up there? There's a sharpshooter | up there.
He puts a bullet in that | canister and we're all dead.
You ready up there? KITT, turn on your | vocal synthesizer.
Toss it up | to that crane.
The canister is in | my cross hairs, Mr.
Knight.
What do you want? | The women for your freedom.
And I have the canister? Be my guest.
Deal! Come on.
Bon voyage.
I don't get it.
You let him | get away with the canister! We sure did.
Boy, I'd give | anything to be there when the Hammer-of-the-Desert | opens that canister.
Yeah, but Carascas | will wish he wasn't.
What are you two | talking about? Well, I just happened | to switch the canisters.
He's got the phony one.
As a matter of fact, | it's his death warrant.
You mean it's empty? Not exactly.
What did you fill it with, | anyway? Well, nothing special.
I'm sure that the Hammer | has got camel pens full of it.
Good news, Michael.
Our sources | in the Middle East report that Carascas has | arrived to a tumultuous fanfare.
You mean | The-Hammer-of-the-Desert was so overcome by what was | in the canister that he went all out | to express his gratitude? Right on.
When last seen, Carascas | was being chased into the desert by some very angry dudes with | some very large steak knives.
Well, that's not all.
Mr.
Hollenbeck | is out of intensive care and the Prosecutor's Office | agreed to take his efforts to help us, | into consideration.
Well, congratulations.
You've all come through | with flying colors and l- Excuse me but speaking of flying colors, | they have a way of becoming the center of attention | these days, don't they? Do you think he's trying | to tell us something? Merely making | an observation, Michael.
You know, I really believe | that he's somewhat jealous.
Somewhat? Boss, he's only | a couple of revs away from a very bright shade | of green.
I wouldn't be caught junked | in green.
Why not, KITT? I thought you looked | absolutely stunning in red.
Yeah, I mean, I was | getting the impression that your cover was actually | beginning to grow on you.
Please, Michael I'm the Knight Industries | Two Thousand not a tomato on wheels.