Knight Rider (1982) s01e22 Episode Script

- Having fun now? | - Yeah! What kind of car is this? - We're gonna watch you tell Tiny how sorry | you are 'cause you wasted his brother.
- I'll get you! | - I'm facing a murder charge here.
- I'd help you if I could.
| - Come back to Long Pine and testify on my behalf and I'll help you | get your daughter back.
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.
But where's Mommy? | I wanna go with Mommy.
Everything's fine, darling.
You just | come with Daddy.
Come on, sweetheart.
Get in the back of the car.
| That's a good girl.
Natalie.
! No.
! No! Natalie! No.
! No! Natalie! Natalie.
! Natalie.
! No! I don't understand | the concept of fishing, Michael.
What don't you understand, | buddy? According to my information, | the object of fishing is to catch fish.
That's right.
| But we've been gone two days, and despite all the time you've spent | fishing, you didn't catch any fish.
They just weren't biting, pal.
That's how fishing | is.
Sometimes they bite; sometimes they don't.
Whoa.
- Feel like some company? | - Not particularly.
Hi.
| How far you going? How far you wanna go? | L.
A.
I'm going through L.
A.
| Come on in.
Nice day, huh? You always travel this light? I'm not traveling.
| Car trouble? You could say.
Are you all right? I've got some problems.
When I've got problems, I | don't make good company.
Okay.
¢ÜHell, we got everything | money can buy ¢Ü ¢ÜIt's a place where | a face ain't got no name ¢Ü ¢ÜDown here everybody's playing | that old sneaky game ¢Ü Only one room left.
| Wonderful.
It's got two single beds.
Now, it's up to you.
| I don't mind if you don't mind.
I never knew a man who did.
Nicole! Nicole! Michael, what's going on? I don't | know, pal, but we're gonna find out.
Let's go! KITT, can you give me | a visual on his route? You won't like it.
| The water is 15 feet deep, and he'll be going up | a 60-degree incline.
- Any chance we could make it? | - Not on your life, Michael, or mine.
Uh-oh.
Police.
Does this mean another stay | in one of those dreary police impounds? They can't put you in jail | for self-defense, KITT.
On second thought, | maybe you'd better call Devon.
Pull up and get out! Stand clear and put your hands | over your head.
Devon, they've charged me | with second-degree murder.
I'm well aware of that, Michael.
| Unfortunately, in the absence of witnesses, self-defense is rather | sticky to prove.
There was a witness that | hitchhiker.
Her name's Nicole.
The girl who went through | the bathroom window? Yeah.
You make it sound like a story.
The fact that | it sounds like a story has nothing to do with me.
I'm afraid it succeeds on its own.
Whose side are you on anyway? | Yours, of course.
I just want to be sure that you | know what it is you're up against.
Now, the county prosecutor has | a respectable case in the making.
Even if the biker had a record, | your fingerprints are on the gun.
It's unregistered.
There's | no way to prove it was his.
Do you suppose that this could have | something to do with a past case? No! I think it's got something to do with | that girl who went out the bathroom window.
Michael, the preliminary hearing | is set for Thursday next.
If you're bound over for trial, | the prosecutor will start an immediate investigation | into your past.
Now, I don't need to tell you | how difficult that would be for you, for the Foundation and for | the future of our work together.
In that case, | I better find Nicole.
Here's the rest of your stuff.
Look, I don't want any trouble.
| I'm not here to cause any.
A girl came here about 9:00 last night to | make a phone call.
Did you place it for her? She used the public phone.
How'd you get out so soon? | Bail.
It's just like people say the criminal justice system | these days, it's a revolving door.
Since you haven't asked, | I'll tell you.
It was demoralizing, demeaning.
What? | Police impound.
Oh.
You had me worried | there for a minute.
Michael, I don't think you have | any idea what those places are like.
I was surrounded by criminal types | with dented fenders and bullet holes.
Jail was no picnic either, pal.
Devon's calling.
Devon, any luck? You were right, Michael.
| It was a collect call.
All right.
| Address, por favor? Oh, by the way, Michael, before you rush headlong | into this, there's something you ought to know.
The dead man has been identified | as Arlon Singleton.
He was a member, believe it or not, | of the Satan's Stompers Motorcycle Club, which is currently under | federal investigation for everything | from contract murder to extortion.
If your assumption that Singleton | was after Nicole is correct, she could be a very dangerous | young lady to be associated with.
All right.
| I'll keep that in mind.
- Good luck, Michael.
| - Thanks.
Hi, Nicole.
Oh, before you go running off, an | old friend stopped by to see you.
Who? You forgot your boots.
Did you lie to me? If you lied to me, | I'll skin you alive.
I'm a friend.
| Wouldn't you call me a friend? We'll see.
I walked for miles.
| I was afraid to even hitchhike.
And then I saw your car | and decided to take a chance.
I don't understand.
If your | ex-husband kidnapped your daughter, why haven't you | gone to the police? He has temporary custody.
He has what it takes | to win in court money.
You don't look like | a candidate for legal aid.
This is my father's house.
Dad won't help you? | We don't get along.
It's very complicated.
I wouldn't even be here, | but he's in Palm Springs on business.
You haven't told me | what you want.
Nicole, I want you to | come back to Long Pine with me.
I'm sorry.
I need your | testimony to prove self-defense.
I just can't do that.
| Why not? My ex will have me killed.
| Why? - You just don't give up, do you? | - I'm facing a murder charge here.
Now why? I have something he wants | something that can hurt him.
What are you talking about? | It doesn't matter.
But it's the only weapon I have, and | when I get what I want, he'll get it back.
And you want Natalie.
I want her because I love her.
Harold wants her | because I want her.
It's his way of punishing me | for leaving him.
I'd help you if I could.
But I have this terrible feeling | that if I don't get her now, | I never will.
I'm sorry.
I'll tell you what.
You come back to Long Pine | and testify on my behalf, and I'll help you get | your daughter back.
Deal? Harold, this is Nicole.
Don't talk, please.
| Just listen.
I want Natalie back.
You can give her to me | and get the film, or you can refuse and I'll go to the | U.
S.
Attorney and give the film to him.
You put the U.
S.
Attorney on me, and | Natalie's gonna be looking for a new mama.
What's on your mind? Tomorrow morning, 11:00.
| Go on.
A friend of mine | will make the exchange.
His name is Michael Knight.
Harold, this is our last chance.
If you screw this up, | we'll both end up getting hurt.
Can I talk to Natalie | for a minute? Is she coming alone? | She's not coming at all.
She's sending a friend.
What was that guy's name that | wasted Arlon up in Long Pine? Uh Some joker named Knight.
| Yeah.
Michael Knight, huh? Looks like you're not gonna have | to hunt that boy down at all.
He's coming here tomorrow | at 11:00.
What's the matter? | He's back.
Who? | My father.
It's all right.
| Thank you, Paul.
So what are you doing here? I thought you were in Palm Springs | until tomorrow, and And what? Decided to bring your latest | boyfriend by for some fun and games.
You've got your women | confused again, Father.
This is Nicole, not Darlene.
- I see very little difference.
| - That's always been the problem, hasn't it? You know, the real victim in your | unfortunate life unfortunately isn't you.
It's Natalie.
| You don't care about Natalie.
The only time you mention her is when you're | angry at me.
! KITT, get me out of here.
Right away, Michael.
I don't care about Natalie? | I suppose you do? Hauling her from place to place, living | out of a suitcase.
If you'll excuse me This is private property.
You wanna | leave? As a matter of fact, I do.
I'll see you tomorrow.
Hop in, Michael.
Good grief.
You got that right.
Harold T.
Turner is a hard guy.
So what? | We've been up against hard guys before.
Turner is much more | than just a hard guy, Michael.
As ex-president of | the Satan's Stompers Motorcycle Club, he has at his disposal | over 300 hard guys, not to mention | whatever other resources his various underworld | activities provide.
He's right, Michael.
According | to the federal investigation, the Satan's Stompers have developed | extensive ties with criminal organizations.
It's not like Peter Fonda riding | around on a chopped Harley with a heart of gold underneath | two days' growth of beard.
I'm not trying to talk you | into a project here.
I'm trying to save my skin | and the Foundation's credibility, and if I can help Nicole get her | daughter back, all the better.
Devon, you said it yourself.
If I don't get these charges cut loose at the | preliminary hearing, and I'm bound over for trial, that prosecutor's gonna go over | my past with a magnifying glass.
This is it.
- What are the pictures of? | - The inside of his safe.
He keeps records of | every transaction he makes names, times, places.
He'd do 20 years behind what's in that | camera.
You meet me here afterwards.
I'll be waiting.
I'm sorry about yesterday.
One thing puzzled me.
You said something about your father | confusing you with Darlene.
Who's Darlene? My mother.
She left him when | I was about Natalie's age.
He never forgave her or me.
- Good luck.
| - Thanks.
Shall we review | the layout again, Michael? I think I've reviewed | about as much as I can.
From here on out, KITT, it's just you and me.
Yeah? Michael Knight.
Harold | T.
Turner's expecting me.
- No naps.
| - Perish the thought.
Tiny didn't think | you'd show up.
He said no one was that stupid.
Well, I'm real sorry | to let Tiny down.
Tiny.
Sit! Sit.
What you gotta do is | you gotta understand, Tiny.
He lost one of his brothers | a couple of nights ago in Long Pine.
He's been a little edgy | ever since.
Now why don't you give me that | and come with me.
Come on.
Come on.
How long you known my wife? I know somebody named Nicole.
Now, what she is or is not to you | is none of my concern.
Where's the camera? | Where's Natalie? Well, she's outside with Tiny.
You see, he's very good with kids.
Well, now we will find out if | what Nicole said is on the film.
Anybody can go out | and buy a camera.
It isn't gonna take very long now.
How long you known my wife? Here's a good one, Tiny.
She did it.
She surely did, didn't she? There's one thing you can say | about Nicole boy, she was always bad news | for every man she ever knew.
What makes you think | you're different? Look, do I get Natalie or what? You know what you get? You get what you | deserve.
You think Nicole deserves Natalie? She made a deal with you, man.
| Come on.
She trusted you.
The woman is my wife, cowboy.
When I was there, | she was sleeping in my bed.
When I wasn't, | she was in my safe with a camera.
And you're gonna tell me | about trust.
Tell Tiny we'll be | out there directly.
After you take me to Nicole, we're all gonna come back here and we're gonna watch you | tell Tiny how sorry you are because you wasted his brother.
Oh, too far.
| I'll get it.
Don't move and don't yell.
| I don't wanna hurt you, Tiny.
Mommy! Come on, sweetheart.
| Can you climb over the wall? What the hell | kind of car is this? Oh, it's full of surprises.
Nicole! | You're gonna be one sorry lady! How about some music? | You're a condemned man.
You want music? Go ahead.
If you're looking for her, | she's gone.
What do you mean, she's | gone for a while? Gone gone.
They checked out about | an hour ago.
They? She had her kid with her.
Is Nicole here? What makes | you think she'd be here? Mr.
Wexley, I don't know what's between you and | your daughter, but she and I had an agreement.
I lived up to my end of it.
| I wanna make sure she lives up to hers.
Come in.
Is she in trouble again? I don't know.
| Yes, I think so.
Have you heard from her? | No, no, I haven't heard a thing.
Do you have any idea where she would be, | where she would go, who she'd talk to? No.
Nicole's not the kind of girl | that leaves bridges intact once she's passed over them.
Do you understand women? I don't understand women.
I thought loving a daughter | would be much easier than loving a wife.
Less Less apt to fail.
I was wrong.
It isn't.
The failure is no less painful.
For what it's worth, I don't think Nicole's across | that bridge yet not all the way.
If you find her, | will you call me? I'll tell her you want me to.
If she agrees, I will.
If I find her.
Thanks.
Mister Mr.
Knight.
I think you're what you said | a friend.
She needs a friend.
She telephoned a while ago, asked me | to send the rest of her things there.
Why Spencer, Arizona? I don't ask anymore.
| Thank you very much.
¢Ü Take me home to see my kin ¢Ü ¢Ü Singin' songs about the Southland ¢Ü ¢ÜI miss ol' 'Bama once again | and think it's a sin ¢Ü ¢Ü Well, I heard Mr.
Young sing about her ¢Ü ¢Ü Well, I heard old Neil | put her down ¢Ü ¢Ü Well, I hope Neil Young | will remember ¢Ü ¢ÜA southern man don't need him | around anyhow ¢Ü¢Ü Can I help | Hi, Nicole.
How you doing? Let go of my arm.
| You owe me.
If you're talking about testifying | in Long Pine, I'm sorry.
Harold will know | where to find me.
I owe you, but I can't risk | losing Natalie again.
I'm sorry.
KITT, keep an eye on me.
| When I head for the door, be there.
- Will you be alone? | - Not if I can help it.
Michael, I hope you know | what you're doing.
If I end up in police impound again, I'll be forced to lodge | a formal complaint.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
You sure I can't talk you out of it? | Positive.
Cancel that order.
| Michael! Hey, Jack, where do you think | you're going? Michael! Let me go! Stop it! - Here we go, pal.
| - The sooner the better.
Yes? Is Mr.
Wexley home? No, he's out for the evening.
| May I help you? Yeah, I got a telegram here.
| Can you sign for it? Who is it from? Somebody, uh, named Nicole.
Shut up.
Don't let anybody steal this | car, okay? Okay, I won't.
Take care of her, KITT.
Wow.
You have such big eyes.
They are eyes.
What else can you do? Wow.
My mom's car won't | do any of this stuff.
What else can you do? | Can you talk? Natalie, you know cars can't talk.
Some cars do.
| They say, "Please close the door," and You talked! Didn't you? You did.
What's your name? KITT.
It's short for | Knight Industries Two Thousand.
Wait till I tell my mom.
- Natalie, let's keep it a secret.
| - Why? - Just for fun.
| - That's no fun.
Try it, just for me.
Guess what.
| What, honey? I know a secret.
Good.
Wouldn't | you be more comfortable in back? That's a good girl.
See? It's no fun.
| What? I was talking to the car.
All set? | I guess so.
Whether you believe it or not, | I didn't double-cross you.
I hoped it would work out, Michael.
| I thought it would.
But you were around back | with a.
32 just in case it didn't.
I wanted my baby.
I won't apologize to you for that | or anyone else.
Nicole, I had a little talk with your dad | when I went by.
You know, he loves you very much.
He loves you so much | it's eating him up inside.
If it's eating him up, how come | I'm the one who always walks away feeling like I've been | run over by a lawn mower? I used to love him | more than anybody in the world.
I don't ever wanna love anybody | that much again, except my daughter.
I think that's probably how your father felt | when your mother left.
If you don't like what it did to him, | you're gonna hate what it'll do to you.
Yeah, Harold T.
? | Yeah, it's Donny.
Yeah, I'm here at the | Little Nashville Club.
Yeah, she was here last night until some guy | in a black Trans-Am bagged her and took her off.
Okay, listen, Donny.
You tell Dirty Bob that I'll be down there | to do some dove shootin' real soon.
Knight's got her.
Think he's gonna take her | back to Long Pine? Well, he's gonna try.
¢Ü Tight pants points hollerin'out ¢Ü ¢ÜShe was a black-haired beauty | with big dark eyes ¢Ü ¢ÜPoints all her own | settin'way up high ¢Ü ¢Ü Way up firm and high ¢Ü ¢Ü Out past the cornfields | where the woods got heavy ¢Ü ¢Ü Out in the backseat | of my '60 Chevy ¢Ü ¢Ü Workin'on mysteries | without any clues ¢Ü ¢Ü Workin'on the night moves ¢Ü¢Ü Welcome to Calamity, your typical, | authentic Western movie town.
Seems like business is lousy.
There's | nobody here.
The place is deserted.
Oh.
Look at this.
Can you believe this? Oh, close your windows.
| Check this out.
You want something? | Yeah, ice cream.
Okay, one ice cream.
| Two! Two? | Yeah.
Wait a minute.
| Please? Two? Two.
| Yeah.
Be with you in a minute.
| All right.
My, what large tonsils you have.
| I don't think you're very funny.
- Natalie, are you mad at me? | - Yes.
Can't you tell? I most certainly can.
| Will you tell me why? 'Cause you wouldn't talk | and it wasn't fun keeping it a secret.
I'm sorry, Natalie.
| I try not to talk in front of adults.
Sometimes they don't understand.
- I understand, don't I? | - From the moment we met.
Ice cream.
Michael.
! Michael.
! | Yeah, KITT, what is it? There are men with guns | hidden outside, Michael.
Devon's waiting in Long Pine.
| Take Natalie to him and come back.
Don't be frightened, dear.
| We're going for a ride.
Where's the car? Where's Natalie? It's | okay.
She's safe.
Come on! Come on! Having fun? I don't | know.
Where are we going? To meet a friend.
Hang on, Natalie.
- Having fun now? | - Yeah! Did you hit him? | No, I just gave him a message.
Two of them, three bullets.
They got one message left.
They're over there.
You get the | car and I'll come in behind you.
You got it.
There's Harold T.
| Looks like they got us pinned down.
Nicole, that's KITT.
All set, Michael.
Be careful.
- How's Natalie? | - Safe and sound with Devon in Long Pine.
Thanks, pal.
My pleasure, Michael.
The car talks? Oh, yeah, the car talks.
I'd explain it, but it's like | your relationship with your father.
It's very complicated.
But not impossible.
But not impossible.
Hey, hitchhiker, do you want a lift? And it drives by itself | and it talks too.
There it is! Well, if I never see Long Pine again, | it'll be too soon.
Thank you very much | for your deposition.
I'm sorry I made you work so hard to get | it.
Well, you had other things on your mind.
But now that Harold T.
| And his buddies are in jail, maybe you'll get a chance | to relax for a little while.
That's my department.
First thing on the agenda | is a trip to Palm Springs.
If that's all right.
| Oh, sounds wonderful.
You know, the last time I saw you two together, | I felt like a referee in a street fight.
She's too tough for me.
I quit.
| Me too.
Does that mean we lose a | good referee? Looks that way.
Thanks again.
| Okay.
Take care of yourself.
Come on, KITT.
| Say something else, please? Yeah.
Come on, buddy.
| Say something.
- Good-bye, Natalie.
| - Will I get to see you again? - I certainly hope so.
| - I hope so too.
Put her there, pal.
Bye.
Good-bye, Natalie.
| You be good, huh? Okay.
| Okay.
Take care of your mommy.
| Okay.