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.

Come on, sweetheart. It's 6:00 in the morning.

Give me a break. Can't this wait till I get home?

You don't have to tell me how serious this is.

I know how serious this is.

I don't care what Ellen says...

I wasn't flirting with her sister. I barely know her.

Recognize the man in the booth?

It's not Frank.

We don't have control of the guard booth. Our man's not here.

I understand. Yes, sir.

What the...

I'll call you back.

Hello, police?

No!

I'm sorry, your call could not be completed as dialed.

Please check the directory and dial again.

"Call me Ishmael." What?

Our game, Michael. Don't tell me you've forgotten already.

"Call me Ishmael." Everyone knows this book.

All right, "Call me Ishmael." Let's see, that's gotta be...

Sounds like Hemingway. Wrong.

Good morning, Michael.

"Call me Ishmael." I beg your pardon?

The first line of what novel?

Moby Dick by Herman Melville. Everyone knows that.

Oh, man, it was on the tip of my tongue.

What's up? I'm going to ask you...

To postpone your present assignment...

And meet me as soon as possible in Chicago.

Sounds serious. Yes, I'm afraid it is, on several fronts.

A Foundation-Sponsored laboratory has inadvertently produced...

A mysterious, powerful new isotope...

Which needs safeguarding during a temporary layover in Chicago.

Babysitting. Sounds like a piece of cake.

It's not as simple as it sounds.

Cernium 116 is volatile and potentially dangerous.

So, unfortunately, is the second front.

What's the second front?

The Knight Foundation's annual Board of Directors meeting...

Is scheduled for this afternoon...

And you have been requested to attend with me.

Oh, Devon, anything but another black-Tie affair.

Come on, tell them KITT and I...

Tell them we're not feeling well.

I'm afraid you don't understand, Michael.

Wilton Knight's daughter, Jennifer...

Has resigned from the President's Advisory Council...

To take a more active interest in the Knight Foundation's operations.

No kidding. I didn't think she was interested in FLAG.

You'd be surprised just how interested.

Number one on her agenda is to phase out the Foundation for Law and Government.

Michael, I don't understand.

Neither do I.

Where were you? You were supposed to be at the booth.

He wasn't. "Why" is irrelevant.

Jim, I was on my way. I got a flat tire.

I called tow service, the guy said 10 minutes.

Jim, tell him, please.

Come on, it wasn't my fault. I swear... Frank.

Mr. Nordstrom, I...

This is mechanical perfection.

I expect that from everyone and everything.

Now, when will the additional armor...

and the contact detonating tip be ready for testing?

With any luck, sometime before 2400 hours tomorrow night.

Mr. Hower, we've been presented with a unique opportunity.

The isotope Cernium 116.

If we lose it, it's gone forever.

Yes, sir.

The point is, sometime before 2400 hours tomorrow night...

with or without luck.

Ah, Chicago. The Windy City, a toddlin' town.

You seem awfully chipper considering what Devon said.

I can't believe it's a real possibility, Michael.

I've come to the conclusion it's much ado about nothing...

Which, though not from a novel...

I know, I know, it's the title of a play by Willie Shakespeare.

Really, Michael? All right. William Shakespeare.

Thank you. Don't mention it.

I'm picking up a robbery alarm on the police band, Michael.

Two males, Caucasian, one is six foot, denim jacket...

The other in a sweatshirt, and something quite odd.

What's the odd part?

They're being chased by a man wearing a strange costume.

It could be that "Street Avenger" we've been hearing about.

All right, let's give him a hand.

Hey, man!

Through that alley on the left, Michael.

All right, I'll take it on foot!

Right on.

Hi. I'm here to see a gentleman by the name of Devon Miles.

Is he expecting you?

Yes, he is. My name is Michael... Michael!

It's all right, he's with me. Thank you.

Hi. Hello, how are you?

Good. You'll need this ID card.

Okay. You made very good time.

Well, I had to. The suspense is killing me.

Yes, it is exciting, isn't it?

No, I'm talking about Jennifer Knight and the board of directors.

Yes, of course. Well, all in due time.

First, I have to show you something.

We bombarded a mass of plutonium with titanium ions...

thereby creating a new isotope.

What's that in English? That is English.

Oh.

May I introduce Cernium 116.

Fortunately, it's encased in lead...

because preliminary tests indicate...

it's more radioactive than uranium.

It may turn out to be the scientific discovery of the decade.

Devon, why the layover in Chicago? And how long?

It was merely a precautionary measure, Michael.

We're still charting its half-Life.

Our best guess is somewhere between 36 and 48 hours. Thank you.

It proven to be a highly unstable material...

transportable only in its inactive cycle.

Meaning it's active right now. Yes.

Preparations are being made at Bergen Rock Laboratories...

for its permanent home.

I think we'd better go, we don't want to keep the Board waiting.

Heaven forbid.

Excuse me, Mr. Miles. An urgent message for you, sir.

Thank you.

You're to report immediately to Dr. Jonas Quinlin's residence.

I have a cab waiting. It's impossible.

I have an important meeting in 15 minutes.

Sir, they did say it was urgent.

Devon, who is Dr. Quinlin?

One of the top nuclear physicists.

He dates back to the Manhattan Project.

We're bringing him in as a consultant.

Sounds to me like you should go.

What about the meeting? I'll be fine, you know. Best behavior, I promise.

Decorum at all costs.

At all costs? Absolutely.

Come in, please.

Good afternoon. Good afternoon.

I'm Devon Miles. I have an appointment with Dr. Quinlin.

Oh, he isn't here. I received an urgent message from him.

I was pulled away from a most important meeting.

Oh, I'm sorry, there must be some mistake.

He left for a conference downtown.

I'm Marta Simmons, Doctor Quinlin's assistant.

How do you do?

The conference is at Thortex.

Are you familiar with the city?

I'm afraid not. It's been some time.

Well, if you'd like, I'd be very happy to drive you over.

No, thank you. But if you'd be kind enough to call a taxi for me?

Yes, certainly.

Keep the change. Thank you very much.

I'm Devon Miles. I want to see Dr. Quinlin, please.

One moment, please.

Send him up.

Excuse me, are you one of the chauffeurs?

No. My name is Michael Knight.

I'm from the Foundation for Law and Government.

I see. Of course.

Gentlemen.

You'll be notified when your presence is requested.

Good afternoon, Mr. Miles.

Dr. Quinlin!

What's the meaning of this?

I wouldn't concern myself with meaning right now, if I were you.

I'd concern myself with survival.

I understand that Devon Miles won't be attending.

Yes, sir. Devon had to attend...

an emergency meeting with Dr. Quinlin.

I see.

This particular segment of the meeting...

has been requested by Miss Knight...

so I respectfully turn the chair over to her.

Thank you, Mr. Lloyd.

Gentlemen, I'll get right to the point.

Generous though the Knight Foundation's resources may be...

they are finite.

They demand choices.

We find ourselves on the cusp of a new age.

An age of technology, of quantum leaps in pure and applied research.

Witness the discovery of Cernium 116.

If we use this gift...

we have within our grasp the resources to help change the world.

If we simply spend it...

all we'll do is continue to fund a project like FLAG.

To borrow a phrase, gentlemen...

"A picture is worth a thousand words."

Jeffrey.

What you see here is a waste of resources.

Human and otherwise.

State-Of-The-Art technology to support...

a James Bond fantasy run amok.