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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.
Hey, hey, hey,
It's number twelve with a bullet.
We're goin' gold.
It's a matter of time.
Hey, I'd like to propose a toast if I could.
Come here, darling.
To Class Action, the band,
Stevie March and Greg Noble. Huh?
No wait. W-W-Wait,
It's, um, not like Greg to miss champagne.
So you just hold the toast,
And I'll go get him, okay?
Good, you go get him.
That's right. That's right.
Excuse me.
Greg?
Hey, come on. You're missing the party.
Hello, Michael.
Hello, Devon.
What's up?
I'm not sure. The guitarist of a group
Called Class Action died recently.
The police are calling it accidental drug overdose.
His girlfriend calls it murder.
Devon, I'm really sorry about that,
But I've been on the road for 16 days.
As luck would have it you're less than an hour away
From the Twin Cities Civic Auditorium.
Mmm. "As luck would have it. "
Where a Miss March is expecting you.
Keep me posted.
Class Action?
I'm afraid to ask
What kind of music they produce.
It's a pretty hot group, KITT.
They play good old rock 'n roll.
..
Hi.
Hi. Can I help you?
Yeah, I'm looking for Miss March.
Oh, yeah, She's on stage, right through there.
Thank you.
No problem.
Hello, Stevie.
Hello, Michael.
You know, Stevie, you could have phoned,
Written, or something.
You don't know how much I wanted to.
So, you're a hot singer now, huh?
Hot band.
That's fantastic.
How did all that happen?
By accident.
I drove to LA and got an apartment.
A week later, I ran into Greg Noble.
We had gone to high school together, even sung a little.
He was putting together his 47th band
And looking for someone to sing with.
I was looking for something to hang a new life on.
Boy, it all happened really fast.
Greg knew the way I felt about you.
But he loved me anyway.
In a strange way, that gave me something to live for
Right after the Witness Protection Program ended.
And he didn't use drugs.
He never used drugs.
Someone killed him, Michael, murdered him.
All right.
Who do you think might have wanted him killed?
I don't know. It's driving me crazy.
I hate to say it,
But I think it's someone involved with this group.
Stevie, that makes everyone a suspect.
That's the worst part.
Nothing's the same.
Everyone's looking at everyone else
And you just know what they're thinking.
When I first phoned the Foundation,
I was afraid that you wouldn't come.
Then I was afraid that you would.
I thought I could ask you to help,
But now that you're here, I don't... I don't know.
You know I'm gonna help you.
What I can't figure out
Is how to get on the inside
Without everybody knowing exactly what I am doin'.
I can.
I'm going undercover with Class Action.
I'm going to replace Greg Noble.
That's preposterous.
No, it's not.
Look, the group needs someone.
Stevie's already been hyping me
To this guy Paul Block, the group's manager.
Told him that I'm an expatriate
Who's been performing in New Zealand
And Australia for the last 5 years.
But you can't sing, can you?
Are you kiddin'?
Before I joined the academy, I used to sing all the time.
I even had a record company interested in a demo I made.
That was years ago.
What makes you think you can perform professionally today?
I'll worry about that later.
Right now, I need to get a videotape
Of my work in Australia to sell me to this guy Block.
A videotape of your work?
You've never been to Australia, let alone sung there.
Did you get the videotape equipment? Yes.
And the stock footage of the rock concerts? Mmm-Hmm.
What's going on?
Show biz.
We'll shoot me singin' just from the neck up.
KITT cuts in some concert footage,
Lays down electronic music and effects, and voila:
Michael Knight in concert from down under.
. This is no way to be in love.
. No way, this girl is driving me crazy.
. No way to be in love, but I stay.
. And there ain't nobody making me.
. Can't sleep at night, no appetite..
Not bad.
Not bad at all.
Thanks. Thanks a lot.
I think, uh, we should give it a try. Don't you?
Mmm?
Fantastic.
Good.
. There's a look you've got in your eyes.
. All aglow and so inviting.
. Telling me you're watching my every move.
. Why should we wait for a while.
. When your touch is so exciting?.
. Full of fire, burning beyond control.
. Oh, oh, oh.
. This could be our first night together.
. Listen to my heart and you'll know it's right.
. Doesn't it seem.
. There's a spell falling over us tonight?.
. This could be our first night together.
. If we only follow our heart's desire.
. Waiting like a fire to ignite.
. Could be our first night tonight..
You were fantastic.
Oh, thanks.
And I think you know it.
I was working up to that.
You didn't give me a chance.
Right.
Hi, Michael...
We'll see you at the party, okay?
Okay.
Really good gig.
Thank you.
Listen, uh, I thought you might want this.
What is it?
Well, it's, uh, some of Greg's things.
I found the bag stuffed behind a seat on the bus.
Just thought you might want it.
Thank you, Jimmy.
Sure. You sounded good, really hot, you know.
You, too, man.
Thanks, Jimmy.
It's not much to remember him by.
You okay?
Hey, I'll... I'll... I'll see you later, okay?
I... I just feel like being alone.
Yeah, sure.
I want to talk to you.
Go ahead.
Greg hired me to protect the band and Stevie.
He didn't think he needed any protection,
And now he's dead.
And here you are, all of a sudden
Takin' his place with his band and his woman.
I'd hate to think you had anything to do with his death.
Believe me, I didn't.
Yeah. Well, somebody did.
And if I find him
You're lookin' at their judge, jury, and executioner.
..
I found a videotape in Greg's bag.
Something we did for American Music Hall.
Well, the day before he died,
He must've looked at it a hundred times.
He wouldn't tell me why, but I know
That he thought something was wrong.
Oh, no.
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