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.

Yeah, we got somethin'.

Whoa! Eighty miles an hour!

Damn kids. They think they own this road.

One-Fifty. One-Ninety?

Two twenty-Five? He's off the scale!

Maybe it ain't a car.

What was that?

A Pontiac.

Michael, if you want me to drive, don't bump the controls.

Just finish him off and take the wheel.

Michael, are you tying him up again? Michael!

KITT, open the sunroof!

You don't have to shout.

Sorry about the accommodations, but it's the height of the season.

You understand.

Hi!

We were so worried. Are you all right? Yeah, I'm okay.

I had a couple bruises. How are your shocks? Are you still in alignment?

Everything is in proper order, Bonnie. But thank you for your concern.

Oh, KITT, that's sweet.

But let me check anyway. Your surveillance scanners might need adjustment.

Michael. Hello, Devon.

When we didn't hear from you on schedule, we decided to intercept you en route.

What happened? Mr. Dugan got loose about an hour after I picked him up.

He jumped me while I was driving.

Well, you seem to have managed all right. Is he secure now?

Well, I locked him in that trailer you prepared, but I still think he'd be a lot more secure in a prison.

Well, in case another inmate recognized him, he'd blow the whistle.

What's this? Oh, I found that on Mr. Dugan.

Obviously, some sort of cryptic invitation.

Maybe to the Army-Navy game, huh?

Michael, Kincaid is a very clever man.

I suggest you treat him seriously.

Although his style may be somewhat outrageous,

His techniques, I assure you, are deadly.

Devon, it's perfectly safe.

Kincaid and Dugan have never met.

As far as Kincaid will know, I'm the world-Famous wheelman.

I sincerely hope so.

Several law enforcement agencies and military intelligence...

have tried to put an end to his criminal career several times,

And all those efforts have come to a disastrous end for each one of the operatives concerned.

Can you rephrase that? They got knocked off.

Huh? They didn't come back.

You know, I liked it better the first way. Really?

- - Sorry.

- How's that? - A little higher.

Oh, no, lower... Stop! That's it.

I gotta get out of here.

I wish you'd had more time to prepare.

I wasn't patient when I was a cop. I'm still not patient.

Michael, there is a fine line between audacious and foolhardy.

Relax, Devon. I'll watch it.

And I'll still nail Kincaid from the inside out.

You really are quite impossible.

If only Wilton Knight hadn't conceived such an extraordinary obsession for you...

- We'd both be out of a job. - Ah.

- I'll stay in touch, huh? - Good luck.

How's Frankenstein? Ready to roll?

I've increased the range of all his scanners,

And I've added an electrical jamming device.

Oh, yeah? What's that?

KITT, I think that's your cue.

As you can see, Michael,

I can now disrupt electrical activity within a range of 50 yards.

KITT, I think you've made your point.

Boy, you certainly turn him on.

And off.

Right now there's only one thing wrong with this car. I know.

The nut behind the wheel.

That's... That's very funny. Very funny.

I wonder if there's a real woman under those overalls...

or just a robot.

Under the overalls, she is 168 centimeters tall,

54 kilos in weight.

Other measurements: 97 centimeters, 61...

- KITT. - Yes, Michael?

Shut up.

Michael? Yes, KITT.

I've been wondering about something. Nuclear physics?

No. Correct me if I'm wrong, but aren't we en route to Colonel Kincaid's current base of operations?

Yeah. What about it?

Unless I'm mistaken, didn't Mr. Miles say that no law enforcement agent had ever returned from there?

That's right. I see.

Do you happen to know what happened to their cars?

Go ahead. Go ahead.

Michael. Yes, KITT?

- Have you considered parking me out here? - No, KITT.

I didn't think so.

Hello?

Mr. Dugan.

We've been waiting for you.

Kindly raise your hands.

Hey, what is this?

You're late.

Since you're known for promptness, I'm highly suspicious.

What are you talking about? I'm right on time.

But one full day late.

You've had it, turkey.

Hold it, Thompson. Stay put.

He tends to be a little impulsive.

I'm nobody's employee, Colonel. I'm a professional for hire.

This little kangaroo court of yours is gonna cost you an extra 10 grand.

Hey! Nobody, I mean nobody shakes down the colonel.

Thompson. I think I'm capable of handling this matter.

We have a contract. The price was set.

And dance lessons weren't a part of it.

I get another 10,000, or you get yourself another man.

Very well.

Linda, show our, uh, driver to his quarters.

Colonel, are we gonna buy this bunch of lies?

Thompson, we are trying to get Mr. Dugan into the team spirit,

And I would appreciate it if you would show some.

And get yourself a towel.

In here.

This is your room.

Workout clothes are in here. If they don't fit, please speak up.

And wake up is at 6:00 a.M.

Sure you don't mean 0600 hours? I see you've heard about the colonel.

I heard he doesn't know he's been retired.

What's with all this West Point stuff?

What's the caper? Why does he need a driver like me?

As our leader says, that is on a need-To-Know basis,

And so far he's the only one who needs to know.

Lights out at 10:00. That's, um...

2200.

Right. And if you're outside after that, your room had better be on fire.

That about covers it. Any questions?

Yeah, how about a personal one?

- You mean, what's a nice girl like me doing in a racket like this? - Well, I would've phrased it better.

You'd get the same answer.

I'm here because I spent too many of my formative years with lowlife and scum.

- Like Kincaid. - Like you.

KITT?

Nice of you to drop in. It's also necessary. My room was bugged.

Interesting. Should I scan the area?

That's exactly what I had in mind.

It's not just your room, Michael.

There are monitors all over this estate, and every telephone line is tapped.

Then we can't contact Devon from here, can we?

Not without being overheard.

I estimate one-Quarter mile away would be secure. Shall we go?

No, not just yet. Let's wait till we get something definite.

Maybe I can get something from the girl.

I wouldn't touch that line with a 10-Foot driveshaft.

What's that supposed to mean?

Merely that you always seem to use our assignments...

as convenient springboards for your social life.

Don't be ridiculous.

That girl is a source of information.

- That's all. - I've heard that one before.

Mr. Dugan, since you're our latest recruit,

No doubt you have a few questions.

Yes, sir, I do. I've been wan... I'll try to fill you in.

The next few days are gonna be spent in practice, practice, practice.

Without training, without drill and practice,

Any military maneuver is doomed to failure,

And I do not fail.

Where was I, Dugan?

You don't fail.

People at the Pentagon will give you an argument about that. But then, what do they know?

They gave me napalm and defoliants, helicopter gunships,

And they called me brutal.

Imagine. Shocking, Colonel. Really.

Yeah, indeed.

One man's "brutal" is simply another man's "efficient."

And watching lesser men rise through the ranks over the years,

I learned a very valuable lesson...

the deadliest weapon in the world is the human mind.

We'll hone that weapon to a fine edge.

By the time I'm through with you, young man, you'll cut steel.

I'm looking forward to it.

Excellent.

Miss Elliot, your drill, please.

The ball, Miss Elliot. The ball.

Always expect the unexpected.

Overconfidence can be fatal.

Speaking of which, now that you're dead, you can do without lunch and without dinner.

We'll hope that your stomach will inspire a better performance next time.

He acts like he owns you. He does.

Mr. Dugan? Mr. Dugan.

They call you "the driver," don't they?

Yes, sir. It's a bit obvious, but descriptive.

All right, Mr. Dugan, I'd like to see you and your vehicle duplicate that jump.

No.

Not until you move those ramps another 20 feet apart.

I like a challenge.

Boys!

Move Mr. Dugan's ramps for him.

Ready? Lift.

Michael? Yeah, KITT.

- Do we really have to do this? - That's why we get the big bucks, buddy.

You ready? Of course.

With my rocket power thrusters, I could do this on four cylinders.