Knight Rider

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.

Huh? Huh? Just like I said, Rev.

This is the place. I don't like this, Tony.

"Thou shalt not trespass on thy neighbor," or something like that.

Rev, Rev, Rev. Don't start with the Ten Commandment stuff again.

Here. Have another slug. You'll feel real warm and spiritual.

We ain't gonna find nothin' in here. When a zillionaire like Knight dies, they clean out the joint.

Yeah. You see that?

You think they got guards around here for nothin'? Come on.

If that guard comes back, we'll take care of him.

I got a bad feelin' about this.

And I got a good one, just like my horoscope said.

Guys this rich, they got gold and silver on their plumbing.

Huh?

Michael, do you realize that it's 2:32 in the morning?

This is no time to perform an errand.

KITT, we gotta secure the old laboratory. The city takes possession of it first thing in the morning.

Anyway, what's your problem, huh? Am I keeping you from a hot date or somethin'?

Of course not, but I need to charge my power packs occasionally.

And speaking of dates, we could've performed this task this afternoon...

if you hadn't visited that Rosalie woman.

It's Roselynn. Roselynn. Rosalie's the other one. She lives down by the beach.

Michael, why do you need to socialize with so many women? Wouldn't one be sufficient?

KITT, you're beginning to sound like my mother. What's wrong with a little... companionship?

- Huh? You can understand that. - No, Michael. I cannot.

When you're one of a kind, companionship does not compute.

Nothin'.

Come on.

Tony, look.

Ah, that's just to scare people away.

Hey, this place is big.

- - Let's go.

Are you kiddin'? It's a gold mine. Look. Wait.

- It's gone now. -

- I think we should beat it. -

I think you're right.

Oh, no, no. No. Stop!

- No.! -

Hello?

Hello?

That's funny.

Funny? I detect no source of amusement.

No. I mean, there's supposed to be a guard on duty.

Come on, KITT. Let's check it out, huh?

- - What's wrong? Didn't you hear me? I said come on.

- Michael, I'm getting some unusual readings. - Readings of what?

I don't know. They appear to be sensor echoes of my own telemetry.

But that's impossible.

Buddy, if it's impossible, ignore it. Come on.

- Michael, I have a strange feeling about this. - What are you talkin' about?

- You don't have feelings. - I know. That's what's strange about it.

All right. Somethin' strange is goin' on. I want you to stay out here and back me up.

- Stay here, huh? - You don't have to tell me twice.

Lab three.

- Lab three. -

KITT, we gotta get this guy to a hospital, buddy.

Michael, that car. It could've been my twin. It was exactly like me.

Not exactly, buddy. It almost killed me.

That was the hospital. The security guard is still unconscious,

But he's out of danger, I'm glad to say.

- In an hour or two, he'll be able to give you a statement. - I'll settle for a statement from you.

- I beg your pardon? - Why wasn't I told about the other car?

- Oh, Michael, please. - No "Michael, please." I had a right to know.

Yes. Indeed you did. Let me explain.

Six months before we found you in the desert, near to death,

Wilton activated what was probably the crowning invention of his life.

KITT? No. KARR.

- K-A-R-R. - What's KARR?

The Knight Automated Roving Robot. That was Wilton's title for his prototype vehicle.

- I think I like KITT better. - You can say that again.

Now, KITT's primary function is to serve you, to protect you from harm.

The KARR, the earlier model, had no such programming.

Instead, its primary function was self-Preservation.

- And that was a mistake? - A major one.

- Like not telling me about this whole thing? - Don't look at me.

- That was before my time. - Consider the circumstances.

Just as Wilton realized he'd made a mistake by not programming KARR properly,

His company was virtually toppled from within by the very same people...

who left you for dead on that desert highway.

As we struggled to save your life and I attempted to build a safer car,

The earlier model was put in storage.

I thought Wilton had had it dismantled before he died, but I was wrong.

Okay. I'm sorry.

I still don't see how one simple computer program can make all that much difference.

Michael, KITT's primary function, to protect human life,

Is, for want of a better word, altruistic.

But KARR, without that programming,

Is self-Serving, almost animalistic in nature.

Being devoid of a conscience, it's potentially dangerous.

If the people who now have it misuse it,

Program it with information it considers threatening,

They could create a menace that could quickly grow beyond their control.

- Devon? - Yes, Michael?

- I think we should get that car back. - So do I.

- Are you awake? - We're movin'. We're movin'. Movin'.

Huh?

It wasn't a dream.

You're here. I'm here. It's here.

Wait a minute. Wait-Wait a minute.

- Where are we? - This is where your companion told me to stop last night.

I did? Actually, most of what you said was incoherent.

I did, however, distinctly hear the word "stop."

- You're just a car, ain't ya? - Not just a car.

I am the Knight Automated Roving Robot.

KARR, if you prefer.

I am the prototype of the car of the future.

I mean, you're a regular... real... thing,

Not just something out of a nightmare, like you looked last night.

- Nothing has changed since last night. - Oh, yeah.

That's easy for you to say.

Wh... Where did you come from, anyway, and how did you get in that building?

That edifice was the laboratory...

where I was first activated...

and where I was also deactivated.

Deactivated? You mean somebody turned you off?

My creator, Wilton Knight...

He brought me into the world and then turned on me.

Aww. Take it easy. Take it easy.

My old man... same way.

Yeah. You can't count on nobody 'cept me and Tony.

Interesting. I will enter that information in my data banks.

I am indebted to both of you. You have reactivated me.

How may I serve you?

Serve us? What do you mean, serve us?

I have checked my data on basic human desires.

Therefore, I understand your needs.

- Come on. - You wish to eat?

Well, yeah.

- You wish to drink? - Yeah.

You wish to reproduce? Yeah.

Which one first?

How 'bout a couple... couple of eggs, sunny side up?

I have no eggs. Perhaps you can direct me to a chicken.

Ah, what are you? A comedian?

I am the Knight Automated Roving Robot. KARR, if you prefer.

I am the prototype of the car of the future.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute. It's comin' back to me. Last night,

There was a guy and another car just like you, huh?

You are mistaken. I am one of a kind.

No, no, no. Rev's right.

I saw it too.

I am the prototype of the car of the future.

What you saw was merely an inferior production line model,

A pale copy of the original.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

You must be right, KARR.

This guy has got a touchy motor.

Very well. Now, may I take you somewhere for food?

Well, yeah. Sure. Why not?

Do you wish to drive or shall I?

Go ahead.

Far out. Far out.!

It's a miracle.

I detect numerous purveyors of food. Please tell me where you wish to go.

Uh, how about the 3 Rings?

- It's over there on the right. -

When this guy wants to go somewhere, he don't fool around.

Ladies and gentlemen and children of all ages,

Welcome to the center ring.

The ringmaster is ready for your order.

What is that voice? That's just the ringmaster, KARR.

Ringmaster? I scan no such person.

I'll have, uh... What'd they call that breakfast thing?

This is a primitive remote devoid oflocomotion.

I said, "The ringmaster is ready."

Uh, the Tip-Top Ten? No. That's not it.

Can I have your order, please? Tony, Rev,

The operator of this device must be nearby.

Huh? What are you talkin' about?

You guys wanna snap it up? I don't have all day.

There. Did you hear? He is becoming abusive.

- You wise guys or what? - Amazing. His anger grows.

KARR, be quiet now. Please.

All right. That's it. Come on. Get outta here before I come out there and throw you out.

- Ya hear me? - Do not fear, my friends. I will protect you.

Brace for collision.

You're askin' for it.

You see? Most of the interior was empty.

- It was a clever trick, my friends, but not clever enough. - Come on! We gotta get outta here!

But you haven't eaten yet. Perhaps you wish to reproduce.

- Forget that. Don't you hear the alarm? - That harmonic disturbance?

What does it mean? It means the cops are comin'!

- Is that a problem? - Are you kiddin'?

If the cops catch us, they'll throw us in the slammer.

- What is the slammer? - You remember that room you were in?

I will never forget it.

Well, the slammer's just like that. I do not wish to go back to the slammer.

- How may I avoid it? - You may get us out of here as fast as you can, you stupid hunk of tin.

Michael, I hope the security guard has some answers for us.

Those sensor echoes last night were very puzzling.

- Michael? - Yeah, KITT? What is it?

You're awfully quiet. Is something bothering you?

Yeah, buddy. Something is. I'm a little worried about you.

- About me? - Yeah. This whole thing has been a bit of a shock, you know?

Learning about another car. Having to hunt it down.