ACT ONE
FADE IN
EXT. PANORAMA - THE WOODS - DAY
A beautiful meadow hemmed in by stands of oak and pine.
Hikers picnic on the grass or move on toward the foothills
just ahead of them.
EXT. FOOTHILLS BRUSH AREA - DAY - A SERIES OF SHOTS
A rabbit scampers and nibbles flowers. Birds hop bushes.
Then we hear the rumbling of a heavy-engined vehicle.
The rabbit bolts away into the grass. And then....
ANGLE ON ROCK RIDGE
The enormous tires of a high suspension, oversized wheel
king cab, all-terrain vehicle (ATV) burst into view. Its
driver, whom we'll later know as Gomez, powers it over the
rocks.
CLOSE ON GOMEZ
He reaches for the dash, hits a toggle switch.
ANGLE ON GRILL OF ATV
A wicked steel nozzle shoots out from below, spewing fire
at the screen, and ---
REVERSE ANGLE ON BRUSH
Tongues of smoke and flame shoot across the mesquite,
racing down the mountain.
CUT TO
EXT. HIGHWAY - WITH K.I.T.T.
Michael is tooling along at normal speed, alert but
relaxing.
MICHAEL
All our jobs should be this easy,
huh, Kitt?
K.I.T.T.
I have to admit patrolling a public
park is a welcome change of pace.
MICHAEL
Well, the park service takes over
in a couple of days, so don't get
too mellowed out.
K.I.T.T.
(scornful)
'Mellowed out'? That sounds like
some sort of fuel malfunction.
MICHAEL
(laughing)
Not exactly.
K.I.T.T.'S MONITOR - INTERCUT AS NECESSARY
Devon cuts in, anxious and alarmed.
DEVON
Michael, are you still in the
Douglas Ridge area?
MICHAEL
Yeah, Devon. What's up?
DEVON
There's a four-alarm on the fire net
just south of the ridge. Initial
reports suggest its pattern conforms
to the other brush fires.
MICHAEL
Meaning suspicious origin. Okay,
Devon, we'll check it out.
K.I.T.T.
Michael tromps on the accelerator and K.I.T.T. takes off.
MICHAEL
Okay. Let's get there!
EXT. SCENE OF THE FIRE - DAY
Rangers are evacuating some hikers in Forest Service trucks.
Others flee in their own vehicles. We pan across to a
concealed Jeep where a man in a bush jacket watches
through binoculars.
ANGLE ON THE STRANGER
Robert Wilson, tough, leathery, an ex-soldier of fortune,
lowers the scopes. He sits in the front seat of a Jeep,
not in the least bit concerned. In fact, he's smiling.
He picks up a walkie-talkie.
WILSON
Gomez! Gomez it's Wilson. Do you
read?
INTERCUT GOMEZ IN ATV
As the ATV barrels along, we get a closer look at Gomez, a
tough, wiry character in khakis and a dust scarf. He shouts
over the rumble of the massive tires. He also has a hand-
set radio.
GOMEZ
Yeah, nice little fire, eh?
WILSON
(tolerant)
Real work of art. Now get back here
before the fire planes spot you!
CUT TO
EXT. FOREST FIRE - SERIES OF SHOTS - STOCK
People and equipment -- fire trucks, choppers spraying
chemicals -- battling the blaze.
EXT. ROAD - DAY
K.I.T.T. roars up beneath the crest of the blaze.
INT. K.I.T.T.
MICHAEL
All right, Kitt, scan for incendiary
residues.
K.I.T.T.'S MONITOR - INTERCUT AS NEEDED
A parade of chemical equations.
K.I.T.T.
I'm picking up traces of a complex
petroleum compound, Michael.
MICHAEL
Sounds like we're talking napalm.
Look for a possible source.
An area scan moves across K.I.T.T.'s monitor, then stops.
A red light flashes.
K.I.T.T.
It appears to be a vehicle coming
from the Douglas Ridge area.
MICHAEL
Let's check it out.
Michael deftly turns the wheel, floors the accelerator.
K.I.T.T.
streaks along just in front of a wall of flames.
K.I.T.T.
There he is, Michael!
OMITTED
THE ATV
moves along a fire road up ahead. Gomez reacts to the
sound of another engine. He spins in his seat, sees
K.I.T.T. and stomps on the accelerator. The ATV leaves the
road and takes off across rough terrain.
INSIDE K.I.T.T.
MICHAEL
We've been made. Let's wrap it
up quick.
He guns the engine, accelerates after the ATV that is
heading for ---
A VERY STEEP SLOPE
as the ATV plows almost straight up, over loose talus and
scree, kicking back a storm of dust.
INTERCUT - WILSON
watching through binoculars, as K.I.T.T. chases the ATV.
ON K.I.T.T.
Getting dust blown, he reaches the same slope, loses
traction, and begins a long, agonizing slide backwards.
INSIDE K.I.T.T.
MICHAEL
Come on, buddy, both barrels! He's
getting away from us!
K.I.T.T.
I'm losing traction on this surface!
MICHAEL
Then we turbo boost.
K.I.T.T.
The gradient's too steep. We'd fly
straight up and loop back!
MICHAEL
All right, go to video. Let's at
least get a mug shot!
Michael pushes some buttons on his console.
ON K.I.T.T.'S MONITOR - A CLOSEUP OF THE ATV
as Gomez looks behind him, laughing.
THE SCENE
Gomez muscles the ATV over the hill and out of sight.
K.I.T.T.'s wheels spin uselessly as he slides backwards and
jolts with an embarrassing thump down on the embankment.
RESUME INSIDE K.I.T.T.
K.I.T.T.
(after pause)
I'm sorry about that, Michael.
MICHAEL
Well, you can't beat an all-terrain
vehicle at its own game.
As Michael whirls K.I.T.T. around, he reacts when he sees:
A WALL OF SMOKE
and what appears to be a hazy figure stumbling through it.
RESUME MICHAEL
MICHAEL
Someone trapped in there.
K.I.T.T.
My scanners verify, Michael.
Michael pops K.I.T.T.'s door and jumps out.
IN THE SMOKE
as Michael moves through the billowing haze.
MICHAEL
Hey, over here! This way!
The figure staggers towards Michael, then drops to the
ground.
ANGLE
Michael fights his way through the smoke to the overcome
youth and picks him up....
ANGLE ON DARRYL
Darryl Staples, a black youth of sixteen coughs and gasps
for air...his eyes water and he waves Michael away in a
"macho" fashion....
DARRYL
I'm okay...I just stopped for a
rest.
MICHAEL
(understanding)
Sure you did....
The kid can't stand...Michael drapes him over his shoulder,
moves towards K.I.T.T.
DARRYL
I told you I don't need no help.
MICHAEL
I'm just leading you.
INSIDE K.I.T.T.
as they arrive and Michael helps Darryl in....
MICHAEL
What are you doing out here in the
middle of a forest fire?!
DARRYL
Checking out some friends.
MICHAEL
(concerned)
There are people still out there?
Darryl shakes no; opens his jacket, revealing a small fox,
partially singed.
DARRYL
Nope. Rest of the family scooted
and left him behind.
The fox almost jumps free. Darryl grabs him just in time.
K.I.T.T.
Oh my. May I suggest you keep a
firm hold on that creature, young
man. I doubt it's housebroken.
Darryl does a take, looks around the car, baffled.
DARRYL
Who said that?
MICHAEL
My partner.
Darryl eyes Michael like he's lost touch with reality.
K.I.T.T.
Michael?! The fire is spreading
rapidly. We've got to go back the
way we came....
Michael spins a 180. Darryl's reaction intensifies for
a beat before he and Michael look through ---
WINDSHIELD - POINT OF VIEW - A WALL OF FIRE
blocks our way, coming close....
RESUME INSIDE K.I.T.T.
as Michael slams K.I.T.T. in gear and accelerates toward
the wall of flames.
MICHAEL
Hang on!
DARRYL
You nuts? We go through that, we get
melted.
K.I.T.T.
through flames.
ANGLE ON DARRYL
He recoils as the flames whoosh by the windows.
MICHAEL
How'd I do?
Darryl shrugs, waggles his hand, then, indicating he's really
impressed ---
DARRYL
These wheels are something.
K.I.T.T.
Why, thank you. It's always nice to
give credit where credit is due.
Darryl sighs, exasperated ---
DARRYL
Come on, what is this? You a ven-
triloquist or something?
MICHAEL
(shakes no)
That's my friend, Kitt. He's here.
You just can't see him.
Off Darryl's skeptical look, we:
CUT TO
EXT. HILLSIDE CABIN - DAY
Tess Hubbard, fifty-five, a heavyset, backwoods type; a
gruff manner that covers a heart of gold. She stands in
the cabin yard that is filled with stuff she's collected:
cars, furniture, boxes, crates, etc. She's anxiously peering
off toward the distant fire. Hearing a car engine, she
whirls around to see K.I.T.T. approach and pull to a stop.
ANGLE ON K.I.T.T.
She brightens when she sees Darryl and Michael pile out of the
car, then eyes Darryl for ---
TESS
Better lay back, Darryl. I'm still
deciding whether to hug you cause
you're okay or wring your neck for
worrying me.
Darryl breaks into an appealing smile, opens his arms to hug
her.
DARRYL
My money's on the hug.
(as they
break)
Couldn't do either if it wasn't for
Michael and Kitt.
TESS
(puzzled)
Who? Do a little backtracking for me.
This is going too fast.
DARRYL
Dude and his car. The man's driving
a serious set of wheels. Blasted
through those flames like 'The
Refrigerator' heading for the end
zone!
During the above, a Sheriff's car pulls to a stop. Deputy
Bob Clark, a rough-hewn man, gets out and crosses toward
them.
CLARK
I could use some clarification too.
(nods)
Tess, Darryl --
(to Michael)
I'm Deputy Clark. Our chopper spotted
your car out past the fire lines.
You better state your business here.
MICHAEL
Michael Knight. Foundation for Law
and Government. We're on a retainer
from the Perkins estate. I'm over-
seeing its transition to a public
park.
CLARK
Your responsibility ends at the fire
line.
MICHAEL
Not if I'm checking out who's starting
them.
CLARK
You suggesting we have an arsonist
at work here?
MICHAEL
Yes, drives an ATV. Your choppers
must have spotted it when they saw
me.
CLARK
(shakes no)
Nothing on the report.
TESS
Come on, Bob. It ran right through
my wild strawberries last week.
Darryl's seen it too.
CLARK
News to me, Tess. But I'll look
into it.
(to Michael)
I suggest you leave this one to us,
Mr. Knight.
Michael considers this a beat. Clark notices a moving
bulge under Darryl's jacket.
CLARK
What have you got there, Darryl?
Darryl opens his jacket. The rabbit starts struggling out.
Tess laughs.
TESS
Put him in back. If we have any
cages left.
Clark smiles; throws an arm over Darryl's shoulders. They
head around the back together.
MICHAEL
Looks like you're quite a collector,
Tess.
Michael smiles at her warmly then glances after Clark.
MICHAEL
(lowered voice)
Can you tell me where that ATV was
heading when you saw it?
TESS
North ridge -- rock walls and wilder-
ness. An ATV's the only way in there.
MICHAEL
(nods knowingly)
If you spot it again, give me the
call this time....
He hands her a card. She studies it, eyes Michael a beat
and nods. He crosses to K.I.T.T.; gets in and drives off.
EXT. FOUNDATION - DAY - TO ESTABLISH
INT. FOUNDATION WORKROOM - DAY - CLOSE ON MONITOR
In slo-mo, the ATV hightails it over the rocks and brush,
then up the slope of loose talus. Widen to include Bonnie
running the tapes for Michael and RC3.
MICHAEL
There, Bonnie. Right there.
Bonnie freezes the frame on Gomez's look back.
MICHAEL
Cross-check that character with our
active files, first chance you get.
On the monitor, the ATV mounts the final slope, churning up
gravel and dirt. Michael winces at the replay of his moment
of defeat.
RC3
Man, that is a lot of tire.
Bonnie shuts off the monitor.
BONNIE
And we're going to provide Kitt with
a lot more tire to catch up with it.
RC3
We'll call 'em RC Radials!
MICHAEL
Easy RC. They'll get us up the slopes,
but Tess Hubbard told me it's nothing
but inaccessible wilderness at the top.
BONNIE
Terrific.
RC3 and Michael are a little puzzled. Bonnie crosses toward
a workbench like a magician about to reveal her greatest
trick. (Note: S.I.D. pronounced Sid throughout.)
BONNIE
This is a perfect opportunity to field
test S.I.D.
MICHAEL
S.I.D.?
BONNIE
Satellite Infiltration Drone. The
only one of its kind.
She lifts a cloth, to reveal a blank metal cube.
RC3
Looks like a hi-tech hatbox.
Bonnie scowls. She pushes a tiny control box on the table.
Tiny rods telescope out of S.I.D.'s equator and converge to
form a gyrostablizing ring. Three metal probes pop up.
BONNIE
Audio, video, and heat sensor, which
lets you know when it's unsafe to
activate him. And ---
The final touch -- S.I.D. rises and darts forward, driving
RC3 back.
RC3
Okay, S.I.D., okay! Sorry!
Bonnie continues to work the remote controls. S.I.D. hovers
just above the floor and heads across the room.
ON THE DOOR
as S.I.D. approaches and zips through the partially open
door and out of the workroom.
RESUME THE SCENE
BONNIE
(to Michael)
See? He's specially designed to get
into all those tight places where
Kitt can't go.
MICHAEL
(skeptically)
He's gonna be pretty easy to spot in
the wilderness.
BONNIE
(selling)
I can disguise him -- a boulder, a
tree stump. Name it.
MICHAEL
I've never dressed a drone before.
I'll get into the case and let you
know.
RC3
Where'd the little twerp --
(off
Bonnie's
look)
I mean, where'd he go, anyway?
Bonnie smiles. Gestures to:
A MONITOR
Devon is talking on the phone in his office. His chair is
turned toward the windows behind his desk. We hear:
DEVON
Of course. We're pleased to have
been able to help out.
INT. DEVON'S OFFICE - DAY
DEVON
(continuing)
That's what we do here -- You're
most welcome -- Our pleasure.
Devon swivels in his chair to hang up the phone. He stops
in midturn, startled when he sees ---
DEVON'S POINT OF VIEW - S.I.D.
hovering right in front of his desk, then rising up a
little higher and moving forward toward him.
RESUME DEVON
as he pushes back away from the desk in his chair and
S.I.D. "pursues" him, Devon reacts to laughter.
ANOTHER ANGLE
Michael, Bonnie and RC3 in the doorway watching, laughing.
Bonnie working the control box.
ON THE DESK
as S.I.D. moves across, knocking over a glass of water.
THE SCENE
as the trio moves into the office. Bonnie sets the control
box down on the desk; pulls Kleenex from a box and starts
mopping up the spill. S.I.D. hovers nearby.
BONNIE
Still a few minor kinks to work out.
Devon crosses to the control box, hits the "off" button.
S.I.D. settles onto the desk.
DEVON
Sorry to dampen your enthusiasm, but
that was Sandra Rusk who called.
The Perkins land has been closed to
the public because of the fire danger.
That terminates our responsibility.
MICHAEL
Hold on. Who's Sandra Rusk and what
does she have to do with this?
DEVON
She's the liaison between the Perkins
estate and the local authorities who
are taking over.
MICHAEL
Deputy Clark? That's as good as not
having it patrolled at all.
DEVON
Michael ---
MICHAEL
Devon, other people have seen that
ATV. But Clark claims he's never
spotted it. There's an arsonist on
the loose up there. I'm not letting
go. I can't.
DEVON
(considers)
All right, Michael. But, like it or
not, you are going to have to clear
your activities with Sandra Rusk.
Michael nods grudgingly at Devon. As he leaves, he gives a
parting glance to S.I.D., then Bonnie.
MICHAEL
A mushroom? A hedgehog?
Bonnie smiles at Michael as he leaves.
CUT TO
OMITTED
EXT. OFFICE BUILDING - DAY - TO ESTABLISH
EXT. ACCOUNTING OFFICE - DAY
as K.I.T.T. pulls up to the curb. Michael exits and enters
the building.
ANGLE ON AN AUTOMATIC BANK TELLER
As a woman finishes her transaction, the Machine talks to
her:
MACHINE/SYNTHESIZER
Thank you, Miss Lawrence. Have a
nice day.
As she turns to exit, she notes (with obvious disdain) a
very offbeat-looking Bum as he comes wandering into the
frame. She scurries away...he checks the Machine's till
for any loose change...looks both ways...and then starts
maniacally pushing all the buttons.
ANGLE ON K.I.T.T.
"watching" via his scanner....
BACK TO THE MACHINE
as K.I.T.T.'s voice comes through it.
K.I.T.T.
Excuse me, but just what do you think
you are doing?
BUM
(surprised)
What? I...hey...wait a minute here...
Am I on Bloopers and Practicial Jokes?
Where's Ed McMahon? Who's talking?
K.I.T.T.
The black car next to you...Now I
reiterate -- what are you doing?
BUM
(unruffled)
Well, if I'm going to talk to a
machine it might as well be a car.
(beat)
I'm trying to facilitate a trans-
action of course! I'm road weary and
I seem to have mentally misplaced my
code number, so give it to me -- and
be lively about it!
K.I.T.T.
Sorry, no free samples. Why don't you
get a job?
BUM
Hey -- I'm a bum -- this is my job!
K.I.T.T.
Where is your dignity? What you need
is a bath!
BUM
What I need is five bucks! I could
use some coffee.
K.I.T.T.
Coffee is only fifty cents!
BUM
I'm a big tipper!
K.I.T.T.
(sotto voce)
Hmm...according to my memory banks,
F.L.A.G. has an account at this
bank...This is a reasonably good
cause...and a very humane gesture for
a car.
(to Bum)
Very well, you vagrant; but you
better put this to good use!
ANGLE ON THE MACHINE
as a crisp five dollar bill comes popping out.
BUM
(hears machine,
happy)
Hey, thanks!
(a beat)
Oh yeah -- when is this going to be
on TV? I have to tell all my friends
to watch!
CUT TO
INT. ACCOUNTING OFFICE - DAY
Sandra Rusk, a chic and yuppie-sexy brunette in a three-
piece-suit, is smiling appealingly at Michael.
SANDRA
Well, Mr. Knight, now that you're here
in the flesh, I want to thank you for
the fine job you and the Foundation
have done.
MICHAEL
The job isn't over yet, Miss Rusk.
I need more time to investigate
those fires.
SANDRA
Michael, there's nothing left to
investigate. No campers, no hikers
-- no fires.
(beat)
I hate to think that you drove down
here for no reason, so how about lunch.
On the estate. It's the least we can
do to ---
MICHAEL
(interrupting)
Look, Miss Rusk ---
SANDRA
Sandra.
MICHAEL
Okay, Sandra. We're not dealing with
careless campers here. We're up
against an arsonist.
SANDRA
(stunned)
Arsonist? This is the first I've heard.
Are you sure?
MICHAEL
(nods)
A guy in an ATV armed with a tank of
napalm.
SANDRA
(digests a
beat)
Well, that certainly changes things...
(beat)
I'll go along with you on one condi-
tion.
(off Michael's
look)
When you catch the firebug, the first
round's on me.
MICHAEL
(smiling)
I'll keep that in mind.
EXT. ROCK QUARRIES - DAY
The camera tilts down an eerie vista of sheer rock faces.
We hear the shouts of men. Suddenly a soccer ball sails
into frame. We follow it to Gomez as he indulges in some
fancy footwork.
WILSON (V.O.)
Gomez!
ANGLE ON WILSON
He stands in front of stacks of wooden crates.
WILSON
Knock it off. We have to talk.
Gomez continues dribbling the soccer ball during ---
GOMEZ
I'm sick of talking and I'm sick of
waiting. When's that chopper coming
in anyway?
WILSON
To-morrow....
Wilson grabs Gomez and throws him against the rock wall.
WILSON
-- if you didn't screw it up.
GOMEZ
What's wrong with you? I did it all.
I burned 'em out. I got the park
shut down!
WILSON
You were also chased by that black
car.
GOMEZ
I left that guy eating my dust.
WILSON
He's an investigator. If he and that
chopper get here at the same time, we
kiss a ten-million-dollar sale good-bye.
GOMEZ
What do you want me to do?
WILSON
Pack the ATV with hardware. Next
time that guy comes after you, blow
him away.
FREEZE FRAME
FADE OUT
END OF ACT ONE
ACT TWO
FADE IN
INT. SEMI - CLOSE - COMPUTER MONITOR
on which we see typical mug shots of Gomez, along with the
usual police data, fingerprints, etc., and then a news
photo of him in soccer whites on a playing field in his
younger days. Devon and Michael hover near the monitor.
DEVON
Manuel Gomez. A promising world
class soccer player who was injured
early in his career and faded from
the scene.
Documents flash by on the screen.
MICHAEL
Didn't take him long to jump from the
team roster to the FBI's number one
draft pick.
DEVON
He's been connected to break-ins at
several pharmaceutical manufacturing
plants.
MICHAEL
Legal drugs being easily worth as
much as heroin or cocaine on the
black market.
DEVON
Probably more and considering the
size of the thefts, I'd estimate
Gomez has stockpiles thousands of
cases.
Michael gets up and thinks a beat, before ---
MICHAEL
Strange. A guy who's into stolen
drugs suddenly gets into arson.
Meanwhile, just behind them, Bonnie gives S.I.D. some final
adjustments.
BONNIE
Well, Sid's tuned up and ready to
roll.
K.I.T.T. cuts in, very skeptical.
K.I.T.T.
I hope you're not taking that aluminum
box seriously.
MICHAEL
Absolutely. And it's time Bonnie
gave our 'box' its new personality.
K.I.T.T.
You mean you're actually going to
use him?
He glances to the monitor which displays a picture of Gomez
holding a soccer ball.
MICHAEL
Yes, and Mr. Gomez is going to get a
real kick out of it.
CUT TO
OMITTED
A HAND
examines extremely wide tire tracks and knobby depressions
in the soft earth. We widen to reveal Darryl as he looks
up to the ridge above him.
THROUGH BINOCULARS - ON DARRYL
as he hikes further up the hill and we hear:
WILSON'S VOICE
Yeah, yeah, it's him.
REVERSE ANGLE ON WILSON
perched atop a distant rock quarry, watching Darryl. He
talks into a walkie-talkie.
WILSON
(continuing)
That kid Darryl. Looks like he's
tracking the ATV!
CUT TO
INT. SHERIFF OFFICE - DAY - INTERCUT - CLARK
CLARK
What do you want to do about it?
Wilson gives it some thought -- then smiles.
WILSON
Knight's looking for a firebug, right?
You're going to give him one.
CUT TO
EXTERIOR - WITH K.I.T.T.
zooming down the road.
INSIDE K.I.T.T.
K.I.T.T.
What's our destination, Michael?
MICHAEL
The north ridge of the Perkins
estate.
K.I.T.T.
How do we get in there without being
spotted?
MICHAEL
(smiling)
I thought you'd never ask.
ANGLE ON FRONT SEAT
A box (silver cube) sits comfortably in the passenger seat.
K.I.T.T.
(groans)
I walked right into that one, didn't I?
MICHAEL
More like turbo boosted.
K.I.T.T.
Don't rub it in, Michael. I mean,
it's bad enough he's sitting in front
right next to you. Frankly, I think I
preferred Darryl's rabbit....
MICHAEL
For the last time, Kitt, once I
activate Sid, he's controlled by
your CPU.
K.I.T.T.
(somewhat
mollified)
Well, as long as he understands
who's in charge.
K.I.T.T.'S MONITOR - INTERCUT AS NEEDED
Devon flashes on.
DEVON
Ah, there you are, Michael.
MICHAEL
Yo, Devon. What's up?
DEVON
Good news. Deputy Clark has just
apprehended the arsonist. It looks
like you may have stirred him to
action.
MICHAEL
What do you know? It will be
interesting to hear what Mr. Gomez
has to say.
CUT TO
OMITTED
CLOSE ON DARRYL - NIGHT
gripping the bars of a cell.
MICHAEL'S VOICE
(skeptically)
He's your suspect?
INT. HOLDING AREA - NIGHT
Michael stands with Deputy Clark outside Darryl's cell.
Michael turns from Darryl to Clark, challenges him with
a look.
MICHAEL
(continuing)
You have evidence? A witness?
CLARK
I caught him myself...he was trying
to set a fire right there on the
trail.
DARRYL
He's lying, Michael! I was tracking
that truck. He drove up and said he
had a couple of animals for Tess.
When we got here, he hits me with
this arson thing.
Michael turns to Clark, who explains:
CLARK
I was alone. No need to have a
scuffle on my hands. Kid's got a
rap sheet.
He hands Michael a copy of Darryl's police record. As
Michael peruses it:
MICHAEL
Vandalism, shoplifting, some gang
activity...He was twelve years old
then....
Darryl slouches and moves back into the cell, stigmatized.
CLARK
(to Michael)
I don't need you to tell me how to do
my job.
MICHAEL
I'm here to do mine. Open up, I want
to talk to him.
Clark eyes Michael, considering; turns to the cell; unlocks
the door.
INT. CELL - NIGHT
as Michael crosses to Darryl, puts an arm over his shoulders,
comfortingly. Darryl shrugs from beneath Michael's arm; eyes
him sullenly, then looks away. Michael turns him around --
eye to eye.
MICHAEL
Darryl -- look at me. Did you do
what he said?
DARRYL
(shakes no;
forthrightly)
No. The dude set me up. Like I just
told you.
MICHAEL
Then I'll get you out of here.
Everything's going to be okay.
DARRYL
Hey, I've been hearing that from
counselors since I was nine. Nobody
ever delivers any 'okay.'
MICHAEL
What about Tess? She came through
for you.
DARRYL
(flares,
bravado,
covering)
Hey, it's no big deal! I'll go
back. Three squares, plenty of
laughs -- I got a lot of friends on
the inside! I can handle it!
MICHAEL
Come on, Darryl, who're you kidding?
You're scared and you have a right
to be. But I think you're innocent....
DARRYL
Why, cause you say so?! You think
that's going to do me any good? You
heard the man. I got a sheet. Back
home, nobody is going to believe I
didn't do it...Every time a purse got
ripped on my street, the man looked
towards me....
MICHAEL
It's different now. You have people
who care about you. You have a new
life. You have a chance to work
hard and make it pay off.
DARRYL
Don't start with that college jive
Tess is always laying on me. You
think I bought any of that stuff?
MICHAEL
Yes I think you bought that stuff...
You'd be a fool if you didn't....
Michael holds Darryl's look for a beat.
DARRYL
Maybe some of it....
MICHAEL
I'll be back. I promise.
Michael turns to the cell door and calls out:
MICHAEL
Clark? Hey, I want out.
Clark approaches, pushes his key into the cell lock.
ON DARRYL
The instant the lock clicks open, Darryl lunges at the door,
slamming it into Clark's face. Clark yells in pain as
Darryl dashes past him and out of the cell.
MICHAEL
Darryl! No, wait!!
ANOTHER ANGLE - OFFICE
as Darryl enters on the run from the holding area and Clark
races after him.
OMITTED
THE SCENE
as Darryl shoves a chair in Clark's way. He stumbles over
it. Darryl runs out the door. Clark scrambles to his feet,
furious, gets to the door, draws his gun.
MICHAEL
comes from behind him and knocks his gun hand up in the air
as it fires.
MICHAEL
You crazy? He's a kid! He's
unarmed!
Clark yanks loose.
CLARK
That was an obstruction of justice,
Knight! I'll deal with you later.
As Clark takes off after Darryl with the gun, and Michael
follows him:
MICHAEL
(on comlink)
Make that two obstructions, Kitt....
EXT. SUBSTATION - NIGHT
Darryl comes out with Clark after him. As he runs past
K.I.T.T.:
K.I.T.T.'S DOOR
flies open and slams into Clark, knocking him flat.
K.I.T.T.
Is that what you meant, Michael?
Michael runs up, briefly glances down at the still dazed
and winded Clark.
MICHAEL
Right on the money.
INSIDE K.I.T.T. - ON MICHAEL
as he jumps into the car.
MICHAEL
You see where Darryl went?
K.I.T.T.
Deep into the woods. I'm afraid we
can't go after him.
MICHAEL
He knows 'em like the back of his hand.
He'll be all right for now.
CUT TO
EXT. ROCK QUARRIES - DAY - ESTABLISH
INT. TENT
We pan down the rows of stacked cases to Paxton, a portly
gentleman in a business suit. Careful and ferocious,
Paxton is the buyer of the stolen pharmaceuticals. He
holds a clipboard, checking off the list.
PAXTON
Two hundred cases of methaqualone.
Sixty cases of diazepam, thirty-five
of Demerol....
WILSON
I'm telling you this isn't necessary,
Paxton. Just bring in your chopper
and get it all out of here.
PAXTON
I don't see the promazine.
WILSON
We couldn't get it in time.
PAXTON
What's the rush? This week. Next ---
WILSON
Hey, no games. You've got to get
this stuff out of here today.
PAXTON
This isn't a game, Wilson. I need
fifty cases of promazine. Call me
when they're here.
Paxton turns to leave. Wilson stops him.
WILSON
Hold it! I've burned half the moun-
tain to keep a lid on this thing!
Now I got some guy in a T-top
breathing down my neck. I'm under
a lot of pressure! I mean, I ---
PAXTON
(interrupting)
I know. But that's your problem,
isn't it?
(off Wilson's
look)
You're not the only player in the
game. I have other sources. No
promazine -- no deal.
Wilson nods grudgingly, realizing Paxton's got him.
CUT TO
EXT. HUBBARD CABIN - DAY
Tess unloads some old furniture she's salvaged from her
pickup truck, while reacting with outrage to Michael's news.
TESS (V.O.)
That's ridiculous! Sure Darryl's
been in trouble. All my foster kids
have or I wouldn't get them. I've
only lost one over the years but
that's because I got him too late.
But not Darryl. Not him. He's not
the arsonist.
MICHAEL
I know. It's someone named Gomez. I
haven't been able to nail him yet.
TESS
(confused)
I don't get it. I mean, if you know
who it is, why doesn't Clark arrest
this, this Gomez?
MICHAEL
Because -- The only way I can figure
it, he's working for Gomez, and he
framed Darryl to protect him.
Tess, enraged, heads straight for the cab of her pickup.
TESS
Well, he's not getting away with it.
I'm going down there right now and
demand they release Darryl.
Michael stops her as she yanks open the door of the pickup.
MICHAEL
Whoa! Darryl handled that pretty well
on his own. He escaped. Took off
before Clark knew what hit him.
Tess brightens immediately, relieved; proud.
TESS
I love that kid. He's got more spunk
than anyone I know.
MICHAEL
I'd say you're running a close second,
Tess.
TESS
(chuckles,
reflects)
Yeah, we're cut from the same cloth.
He came here straight out of Juvenile
Hall. Went toe to toe with me for
months. Finally got rid of all the
'mean' and put some pieces back
together.
(beat)
Now, they're coming apart again.
MICHAEL
I won't let that happen, Tess.
That's a promise.
He puts a comforting hand on her shoulder. She starts to
cheer up.
K.I.T.T.
(on comlink)
Michael, I'm picking up a report on
the police band! There's a robbery
in progress at Whitney Pharmaceutical.
And an ATV has been sighted in the
area!
MICHAEL
Be right there, pal!
(to Tess)
Hold the fort in case Darryl comes
back.
TESS
Where are you going?
MICHAEL
To catch a firebug.
He clasps her hand, then heads off for K.I.T.T.
CUT TO
EXT. WHITNEY PHARMACEUTICAL - DAY - THE ATV
comes smashing out of the gates. One of Gomez' helpers
lays down gunfire from the cab.
POINT OF VIEW - SHOOTER
A police car veers to the side, grazing a wall. An officer
jumps out, firing uselessly at the fleeing vehicle.
EXT. ROAD - K.I.T.T.
whips into a turn, races onto the highway, and pursues the
ATV.
ON THE ATV
Gomez spots K.I.T.T. in the distance, pours it on.
INSIDE K.I.T.T. - ON MONITOR
A red light pulsing as it travels down a road.
K.I.T.T.
We can overtake him easily, Michael.
MICHAEL
But we're going to let him think he
lost us.
K.I.T.T.
It appears you're about to resort to
that -- novelty.
MICHAEL
I sure am, pal. Sid's the only
one who can get to the top of that
mountain and find out what's going
on.
WITH K.I.T.T.
He pulls over to the side of the road.
ANGLE
Michael opens the box and takes out a "soccer ball."
ACROSS MICHAEL
Michael opens the T-top and:
MICHAEL'S VOICE
Activate Sid, buddy....
K.I.T.T.
(sarcastic)
The toy is activated, Michael....
INSIDE K.I.T.T. - ON DASH
Signals wink on K.I.T.T.'s new control box.
ON S.I.D. (SOCCER BALL)
His rods telescope out to form the gyrostabilizers rudder.
His audio video and heat sensor probes pop up. He rises
through the open T-top.
ON MICHAEL
K.I.T.T.
Well...at least he works.
MICHAEL
(in the spirit
of Devon)
Be careful, Sidney.
WITH S.I.D.
Away he goes. He skims the ground, moving down the road
after the ATV.
FREEZE FRAME
FADE OUT
END OF ACT TWO
ACT THREE
FADE IN
EXTERIOR - DAY - WITH S.I.D.
He shoots down the road just above the surface, closing in
on the bed of the ATV.
K.I.T.T. MONITOR
Gomez looks back, satisfied he's lost K.I.T.T., turns
away and stomps the gas pedal. His ATV accelerates.
OMITTED
INSIDE K.I.T.T.
as Michael reacts to Gomez turning his attention back to
the road up ahead.
MICHAEL
Now! Put him to bed, pal. Make it
fast.
Michael pushes some buttons on S.I.D.'s remote-control panel.
ON THE ATV - S.I.D.
rises up on his jet of air, flies over the tail gate and
drops down toward the tarp that covers the cases of stolen
drugs.
K.I.T.T.'S MONITOR - INTERCUT AS NEEDED (SUBJECTIVE CAMERA)
to see S.I.D.'s point of view of the bed at the ATV as he
settles into position on the tarp.
MICHAEL
Button him up and we're out of
here....
ON S.I.D.
as his gyrostabilizing wings retract and telescope out of
sight -- now he's a soccer ball nestled in the folds of the
tarp; the transformation made an eyeblink before.
OMITTED
ATV
speeds down the road....
K.I.T.T.
makes a tire screeching one-eighty and takes off in the
opposite direction.
INSIDE K.I.T.T.
A blue light flashes on the monitor.
K.I.T.T.
S.I.D.'s homing pulse is coming in
strong, Michael.
MICHAEL
Good. Keep monitoring until we're
ready to activate him again.
The monitor chirps. The map with pulsing blip is replaced
by a picture of Devon.
DEVON
Michael, I'm glad I caught you.
Sandra Rusk has asked us to step
out of the case.
MICHAEL
I don't believe this, Devon! First
I'm on the case, then I'm off the case!
And I'm this close to cracking it!
DEVON
I understand your feelings, Michael,
but we still have an obligation to
accommodate her.
MICHAEL
All right. But I'm going to try to
change her mind.
CUT TO
EXT. WILDERNESS - ON ATV
as it barrels across the rough terrain, then swerves and
powers up the very steep slope where it lost K.I.T.T.
earlier. As it heads farther ---
ANOTHER ANGLE
to reveal Darryl wedged into a niche in the rocks, watching.
When he's sure the vehicle is far enough away, he breaks
from his cover, scrambling frantically down the steep slope.
CUT TO
EXT. ROCK QUARRIES - DAY
The ATV arrives. Gomez jumps out.
GOMEZ
Come on! Move it. Unload these.
That chopper's coming in soon. Then
we're outta here!
ON THE ATV
as the men climb up into the bed to unload the crates of
pharmaceuticals, one of them sees (S.I.D.) the soccer ball;
picks him up, puzzled, examines him, then shrugs and
tosses him out of the ATV.
S.I.D.
hits the ground, bounces a few times and rolls to a stop
against a rock wall -- a soccer ball waiting to be
activated.
CUT TO
EXT. CPA OFFICE - DAY - K.I.T.T.
parked in the same spot near money machine.
INT. RECEPTION ALCOVE - DAY - CLOSE ON SANDRA RUSK
Widen during the following to include Michael.
SANDRA
(searching;
not harsh)
Try to understand my point of view,
Michael. You asked for time to catch
an arsonist, instead you helped him
to escape.
MICHAEL
In my position you would've done the
same thing.
SANDRA
What do you mean?
MICHAEL
The suspect was a teenager. Darryl
Staples. Clark was going to shoot
him!
SANDRA
The Deputy's reaction may have been
extreme, but forest fires can be
started by young people as well as
grown men and I ---
MICHAEL
Not by Darryl. He risked his life to
save an animal from that fire. I was
there. I won't let him be railroaded
because it's convenient....
SANDRA
(considers;
adjusts)
I'm not sure that's the case but if
you're right this doesn't make much
sense, does it?
MICHAEL
None of Clark's actions do.
(off her look)
I think he's in this up to his neck.
As Sandra reacts to this, the phone rings. She crosses;
and answers it.
SANDRA
Yes?
INTERCUT - PHONE BOOTH AT SERVICE STATION - DAY
DARRYL
Miss Rusk? It's Darryl. Darryl
Staples. Is Michael Knight there
yet?
SANDRA
Just a moment.
She puts the phone on hold, turns to Michael.
SANDRA
I'm sorry. It's a personal matter.
Be right back.
Michael nods, and she quickly leaves.
INT. SANDRA RUSK'S OFFICE - DAY
She strides over to the phone and grabs it.
SANDRA
Darryl? Hi -- I'm afraid Michael
isn't here.
INTERCUT DARRYL
DARRYL
(puzzled)
Oh -- Mr. Miles at the Foundation
said he was.
SANDRA
He just left, Darryl. Can I give him
a message if I see him?
DARRYL
Yeah. Tell him I tracked the ATV.
I know where it goes.
SANDRA
Oh, you've been tracking the ATV?
We follow her look and camera zooms to Wilson, who gets out
of a chair, crosses to her and puts a hand over the phone.
WILSON
Tell him you'll pick him up.
ANGLE ON A STRETCH LIMOUSINE
as it comes to a stop in front of the bank.
ANGLE ON THE DOOR
as the door opens...a gorgeous pair of legs gets out,
followed by another pair...followed by someone in expensive
tassel loafers....
FULL SHOT
reveals an elegant gentleman with two identical blondes on
each arm, as he approaches K.I.T.T. He taps the hood.
MAN
I say old man, are you there?
ANGLE ON K.I.T.T.
scanning....
K.I.T.T.
I don't believe it...it's not
possible...Is that you?
MAN
It's me...the bum!
K.I.T.T.
But how can it be? I gave you five
dollars -- what kind of investment
could you have made?
MAN
Let's see, I bought a bottle of shampoo,
the new Penthouse and some gum.
K.I.T.T.
That's all?
MAN
No...I also bought a piece of beef
jerky....
K.I.T.T.
But...but....
MAN
And a lottery ticket...The rest as
they say is history....
K.I.T.T.
Well then, my friend, you were a
good investment after all....
MAN
All men are....
ANGLE ON THE MAN
He holds a hundred dollar bill....
MAN
Here...this is for you...and thanks....
K.I.T.T.
No, keep it and pass it on to the next
man...You choose him this time my
friend....
The Man nods and moves on....
CUT TO
INT. RECEPTION ROOM
Michael is waiting impatiently when Sandra finally comes
out.
SANDRA
Well -- I'm sorry about before,
Michael. Maybe I was off base.
Perhaps you should continue to look
into this.
MICHAEL
(beat)
I think we'll be having that drink
very soon.
They shake hands, and Michael leaves. Once he's gone,
Wilson comes up behind her.
WILSON
I thought you were going to get him
to back off.
SANDRA
No one can get him to back off. You
could at least give me some credit
for finding you a place to store
those cases of drugs.
WILSON
Nothing's gone right since.
SANDRA
Who knew Perkins was going to die,
or that the place would attract
campers and hikers?
WILSON
The fires drove them out, didn't
they?!
SANDRA
And brought Knight down on us.
Sandra eyes him a beat; softens; presses against him.
SANDRA
Easy, honey. Take it easy.
(beat)
We've 'improvised' before.
Wilson eases at the inference; smiles thinly; nods.
SANDRA
And after this one, we'll be
improvising with that ten million
someplace far away from here.
They smile and embrace, and we:
CUT TO
INT. SEMI - DAY - CLOSE ON A TIRE
as rows of metal spikes explode out from the tread. We
widen back to RC3 and Michael, who "pings" one of the
three-inch-long spikes with a finger.
RC3
Wicked. And the beauty of it is you
can kick 'em in on the move.
BONNIE
What do you hear from S.I.D.?
MICHAEL
Nothing yet. I don't want to
activate him until we're close
enough to back him up.
Devon strides over to join them.
DEVON
Perhaps Darryl could suggest a
shortcut up the mountain.
MICHAEL
We'll take all the help we can get.
What's he got in mind?
DEVON
Well, he tracked the ATV. Didn't
he tell you?
MICHAEL
No he didn't.
DEVON
That's odd. I'm certain you were at
Sandra Rusk's when we transferred his
call.
MICHAEL
She did step out to take a personal
call. But she never said anything
about ---
Devon and Michael stare at each other, both dismayed by the
same suspicions.
DEVON
He said he was at the service
station at the south end of the
estate!
Michael jumps into K.I.T.T.
MICHAEL
Let's get moving, pal!
EXT. K.I.T.T. - DAY
barreling down the highway.
CUT TO
EXT. SERVICE STATION - DAY
The Owner, Ted Flanders, big, middle-aged, wholeheartedly
friendly, is cleaning a customer's windshield. Looks up as
he hears K.I.T.T. approaching.
INSIDE K.I.T.T. - THROUGH THE WINDSHIELD
we see the service station come into view. Michael scopes
the area.
MICHAEL
I don't see Darryl anywhere.
K.I.T.T.
Neither do I, Michael. He's
definitely gone.
Michael pulls to a stop next to Flanders. Rolls down his
window, leans out.
MICHAEL
Excuse me! I'm looking for a kid --
about sixteen. He called me from here.
FLANDERS
Yeah, yeah, I saw him. Somebody
picked him up in a green wagon.
MICHAEL
How long ago?
FLANDERS
Five, ten minutes. You just missed
'em. Headed towards Route 6.
K.I.T.T. roars off in pursuit.
CUT TO
INSIDE K.I.T.T. - ON MICHAEL
MICHAEL
(boiling mad)
Scan Route 6 -- where it turns off
into the high country.
K.I.T.T.'S MONITOR - INTERCUT AS NEEDED
The area scan locates them; a pulsing blip moves across the
grid map.
K.I.T.T.
I've picked up a car travelling at
high speed.
MICHAEL
Let's pour on some of our own, pal.
Michael hits super pursuit mode and is slammed back into
his seat.
RAPID SEQUENCE OF SHOTS - K.I.T.T.
as he deploys nose cowling, the fins, the turbines....
THE ROAD
as K.I.T.T. accelerates and rips past camera.
EXT. FOREST ROAD - DAY
Sandra's green station wagon moving fast.
INSIDE SANDRA'S STATION WAGON - TRAVELING
Darryl is becoming increasingly alarmed and suspicious.
DARRYL
Hey, hey hold it. This isn't the way
to town. I thought you said Michael
was ---
Darryl bites off the sentence when he picks up a look that
flicks between Sandra and Wilson. Then does a take when he
sees:
THE ATV
bucking down the mountain and cutting through a meadow,
coming right toward the road.
RESUME DARRYL
He lunges for the car door; tries to open it. Wilson reaches
over and pins Darryl back in his seat with a crushing forearm
lock across his chest, that brings a handgun in front of
Darryl's face.
WILSON
Don't be a dead hero, kid.
Darryl nods suppressing his anger. Sandra hits the brakes
and pulls the wagon over as:
THE ATV
rumbles to a stop on the shoulder next to her. She and
Wilson, holding a gun, and Darryl get out and cross to
the ATV.
ANOTHER ANGLE
as they pile into the front of the ATV next to Gomez.
WILSON
Come on. That chopper's due right
now! Move it!
Gomez hits the pedal and the ATV takes off.
EXT. ROAD - SERIES OF SHOTS
K.I.T.T. whips down the blacktop in super pursuit mode
taking a turn at top speed.
INSIDE K.I.T.T. - POINT OF VIEW - ATV
K.I.T.T.
There, Michael! Dead ahead!
MICHAEL
Normal mode, pal.
Michael hits buttons on the console.
RAPID SEQUENCE OF SHOTS - K.I.T.T.
as he retracts his side fins, spoilers, etc.
THE SCENE
as the ATV rockets across rough terrain in the distance and
K.I.T.T. shoots off the road and takes off after it.
INSIDE THE ATV
as Wilson looks back and spots K.I.T.T. closing the gap
between them.
WILSON
Damn it. That's Knight.
(to Gomez)
Get him! Stop him, now!
As Gomez pops the door and climbs out of the cab, Wilson
slides behind the wheel and stomps on the accelerator and
heads for the steep slope where he lost K.I.T.T. earlier.
K.I.T.T.
accelerates behind the ATV, catching up rapidly.
K.I.T.T.
He's heading for that slope again,
Michael!
MICHAEL
Yep, only this time we can really
stick it to him.
GOMEZ
has made his way to the bed of the ATV; and now shoulders a
mobile rocket launcher.
K.I.T.T.
We'll have to beat that rocket
launcher first.
INSIDE K.I.T.T.
MICHAEL
Ready for evasive maneuvering, pal.
K.I.T.T.
It won't work, Michael. A laser
sight just locked onto me.
CLOSE ON THE ROCKET LAUNCHER
as it fires at K.I.T.T., and we:
FREEZE FRAME
FADE OUT
END OF ACT THREE
ACT FOUR
FADE IN
ON ROCKET
The explosion of flame as it heads towards K.I.T.T.
INSIDE K.I.T.T.
K.I.T.T.
Michael, look out!
He slams on the brakes, wrenches the wheel....
ON K.I.T.T.
as he spins broadside avoiding a direct hit. The rocket
explodes inches from his passenger door. The force of the
explosion flips him over. He continues tumbling over and
over.
INSIDE THE ATV
Darryl looks away anguished, then bitterly at Wilson in
reaction to ---
WILSON
Knight asked for it. He got it.
Now let's go.
THE VERY STEEP SLOPE
as the ATV approaches at high speed going almost straight
up over the talus and scree, disappearing.
RESUME K.I.T.T.
tumbling to a stop.
MICHAEL
Give me a damage report pal.
INSIDE K.I.T.T.
K.I.T.T.
All systems functioning.
MICHAEL
(pointedly)
Your brand new tires. Let's use 'em
pal ---
Michael pushes a button on his console.
OMITTED
INSERT ON K.I.T.T.'S TIRES
as the three-inch steel spikes explode out from the tread
and dig into the earth and:
INSIDE K.I.T.T.
Michael stomps on the accelerator and K.I.T.T. takes off.
OMITTED
THE VERY STEEP SLOPE
as K.I.T.T. approaches at high speed and this time blasts
straight up and, over the talus and scree and skids to a
stop....
K.I.T.T.
skids to a stop.
INSERT - TIRES
The prongs retract into the tires.
INSIDE K.I.T.T.
MICHAEL
That was great! I feel like a kid....
K.I.T.T.
So do I, Michael, and I've never
been one!
MICHAEL'S POINT OF VIEW THROUGH WINDSHIELD
A Sikorsky chopper comes in and lands...four men get out,
walk to tent.
MICHAEL
Now let's reactivate our friend Sid.
Michael pushes buttons on S.I.D.'s remote-control unit.
EXT. ROCK QUARRIES - ON S.I.D.
as his gyro-stabilizing ring and sensor probes deploy and
he whistles up off the ground hovering on his column of air.
He begins to move, transmitting surveillance video to ---
K.I.T.T.'S MONITOR - INTERCUT AS NEEDED
As we pan across the camp, bushes occasionally passing by
the screen, we come upon the chopper, which has landed in
the middle of the encampment. Gomez and his men are
loading crates of pharmaceuticals into the back.
MICHAEL
That explains why Gomez turned
firebug, pal. The drugs were the
deal, arson was the insurance.
The pan continues as Paxton jumps out of the cockpit -- we
follow him as he crosses over to Wilson and Sandra and,
just behind them, Deputy Clark. Wilson shakes Paxton's hand
and greets him while continuing to supervise the loading.
MICHAEL
What do you know? The gang's all
here.
K.I.T.T.
I guess S.I.D. does have his uses,
doesn't he?
And now the pan continues past Wilson to where Darryl is
sitting at the base of a tree, closely guarded.
MICHAEL
There's Darryl. Looks like he's okay.
K.I.T.T.
And very closely guarded.
MICHAEL
But they don't know we're coming.
We'll keep that edge.
CUT TO
OMITTED
THE CHOPPER
as Gomez supervises the men as they load the cases into
the cargo bay.
GOMEZ
The Promazine next -- in behind the
syringes.
Coles grabs a case, takes a few steps, almost trips over
a soccer ball in his path, and angrily kicks it aside.
As the ball arcs through the air, Gomez swings an angry
look to Coles.
GOMEZ
Hey?! That cost forty-eight bucks.
The ball bounces out of sight into the bushes. Gomez moves
off to retrieve it.
ON THE BALL
Follow as it rolls across the ground and comes to a stop a
few feet from where S.I.D. is hovering.
INSIDE K.I.T.T.
A light begins to flash on S.I.D.'s remote-control unit.
K.I.T.T.
Michael, I'm picking up an alarm
from S.I.D.'s heat sensor.
Michael glances to:
K.I.T.T.'S MONITOR - INTERCUT AS NEEDED
at first we see a view of the men loading the chopper.
Michael pushes some buttons on S.I.D.'s remote-control unit.
The image pans across and picks up Gomez jogging through the
bushes right toward S.I.D.
MICHAEL
Button him up pal. Now!
Michael pushes some more buttons ---
CLOSE ON S.I.D.
as he quickly retracts his probes and gyro-stabilizing
ring and resumes his soccer ball cover, an eye blink before:
GOMEZ
comes around some bushes; stops on a dime; baffled when he
sees:
TWO SOCCER BALLS
side by side in the grass.
RESUME GOMEZ
as he shrugs; moves forward and picks up one of the balls.
RESUME
K.I.T.T.
Not a second too soon, Michael.
S.I.D. is quite literally in the
hands of the enemy.
Michael winces, tension building.
RESUME GOMEZ - FISH EYE LENS
He's comparing the balls; looking from the one he holds
(S.I.D.) to the one of the ground.
WILSON
Hey, Gomez! Come on, let's wrap
this up!
Gomez kicks the ball on the ground in the direction of the
ATV and then, as he hustles toward Wilson, tosses S.I.D.
after it.
RESUME INSIDE K.I.T.T.
K.I.T.T.
He's free and clear again, Michael!
MICHAEL
Great. Activate him and give me a
bird's-eye view of what we're up
against.
ON S.I.D.
as he deploys his gyro-stabilizing ring and probes and
hovers on his whisper jet of air. We follow as he moves
off gaining altitude.
ANOTHER ANGLE
as he climbs toward the trees and we follow as he passes
behind the guard who's watching Darryl.
ON DARRYL
as he catches glimpse of S.I.D. out of the corner of his
eye, then covers his reaction as S.I.D. moves out of sight
behind the trees.
INTERCUT - K.I.T.T.'S MONITOR AS NEEDED
as the view pans across the encampment and comes upon
Wilson, Sandra, Clark and Paxton. Wilson is holding the
attache that packed with currency; nodding his approval.
K.I.T.T.
Have you decided on a plan of attack?
MICHAEL
No time for anything fancy. The
deal's going down.
The scene on the monitor becomes partially obscured by
foliage and then suddenly wobbles.
K.I.T.T.
S.I.D.'s in trouble, Michael!
MICHAEL
Get him out of there, fast!
Michael stomps on the accelerator....
ON S.I.D.
snagged in the leaves of a tree, trying to maneuver his
way free when he whacks a branch hard, making a sharp noise.
EXT. CAMP - DAY
Wilson, shaking hands with Paxton completing the deal, the
group whirls around at the sound.
THEIR POINT OF VIEW - S.I.D.
as he gets free of the foliage, and pops into view, moving
off in plain sight.
RESUME THE GROUP
SANDRA
What's that?!
PAXTON
I don't know, and I'm not waiting
around to find out.
Paxton takes off toward the chopper. Wilson whips out his
automatic and fires at S.I.D.
INTERCUT - S.I.D.
reacting, darting and weaving as bullets fly all around
him, ricochetting off the rockface.
WILSON
If that thing's here, chances are
Knight's not far behind.
And just as he's said that:
S.I.D.
is hit by the shots and smokes and explodes.
ON K.I.T.T.
as he rockets into view.
K.I.T.T.'S MONITOR - INTERCUT AS NEEDED
A white-out -- then static, the picture goes dark.
K.I.T.T.
Michael, we lost S.I.D.
MICHAEL
Nothing we can do to help him now. We
have to get that ATV.
ANOTHER ANGLE
The gang members open fire on K.I.T.T. with their rifles.
The bullets squib harmlessly off K.I.T.T.
ON DARRYL
as his guard reacts, pulls his gun and fires at K.I.T.T.
Darryl runs for cover behind an oil drum.
WILSON
sees the bullets have no effect, shoves Gomez and shouts.
WILSON
Stop him!
Gomez runs off gathering his men. Wilson grabs Sandra's
arms -- and they run for the ATV. In the b.g. Paxton jumps
into the chopper. It lifts off the ground.
INSIDE K.I.T.T. - ON MICHAEL
K.I.T.T.
Michael, that chopper's about to get
away.
MICHAEL
Activate your microjammer on the
engines and the doors!
K.I.T.T.'S MONITOR
The chopper bull's-eyed by the microwave jammer.
ON CHOPPER
It is already high off the ground. It starts to spin in
the air. The engine coughs and conks out and the craft
settles. The pilot muscles the controls, furious. Paxton
flings himself at the doors and finds he's trapped inside.
INSIDE K.I.T.T.
MICHAEL
Good work, buddy....
K.I.T.T.
Thank you, but I'm picking up laser
tracking again.
As K.I.T.T. replies, we hear the whoosh of ---
A ROCKET
that explodes right in front of K.I.T.T. leaving a massive
crater in the earth.
MICHAEL
wrenches the wheel, left, right, left as:
GOMEZ AND OTHER GUARDS
continue to fire the shoulder-mounted rocket launchers at:
K.I.T.T.
who weaves through a series of explosions.
INTERCUT INSIDE K.I.T.T.
K.I.T.T.
I don't think they want us here,
Michael.
MICHAEL
Feeling's mutual. Let's take 'em out.
Michael tromps on the accelerator.
THE ROCKET LAUNCHER GROUP
as K.I.T.T. comes right at them, swerves into a sudden
side slide, bowling over all three. Two stay down. As
Gomez scrambles to his feet ---
THE ATV
Sandra and Wilson inside, roars to life. As it takes off,
Deputy Clark runs up to the tailgate and climbs into the
flatbed.
K.I.T.T.
The ATV's on the move. But I can't
micro-lock it without releasing the
chopper.
MICHAEL
I hear you. The ATV is ours.
Michael accelerates after the ATV.
GOMEZ
running towards the woods.
OMITTED
INTERCUT - DARRYL
hidden behind the oil barrel.
OMITTED
ON GOMEZ
running towards the woods, past Darryl. Darryl pushes the
barrel over onto Gomez, who is kayoed. Darryl throws
Gomez's gun into the woods....
K.I.T.T.
roars across the top of the slope in pursuit of the ATV.
INSIDE CAB OF ATV
Sandra looks out the window, spots K.I.T.T.
SANDRA
He's gaining on us!
INSIDE K.I.T.T.
K.I.T.T.
He's headed for that rocky terrain.
MICHAEL
Okay. Cut him off, now!
Michael stomps on the accelerator. K.I.T.T. rockets
forward.
THE SCENE
as K.I.T.T. zooms right past the ATV.
ANOTHER ANGLE
as K.I.T.T. roars past the ATV, then brakes on a dime and
does a one-eighty -- now nose to nose with the oncoming ATV
blocking its path.
ATV
screeching to a stop.
ON CAB OF ATV
SANDRA
What's he doing?
WILSON
He's been looking for a torch,
hasn't he? Well, he's about to find
one.
He hits the switch.
THE STEEL NOZZLE
shoots out, spewing fire.
THE ATV
a torrent of flame roaring in front of it, crashes right
into K.I.T.T.
INSIDE K.I.T.T. - MICHAEL'S POINT OF VIEW
The scene obliterated in a blaze of napalm that hits the
windshield.
ON MICHAEL
as he sweats in the flames' red glow.
K.I.T.T.
My hood temperature is 350 degrees,
Michael! My power plant can't take
much more of this.
MICHAEL
Hit the CO2. Now!
Michael pushes some buttons on the console.
ON THE FRONT OF K.I.T.T.
The CO2 gushes out onto the nozzle of the ATV, dousing the
flames.
ON CAB OF ATV
as Wilson and Sandra recoil, the white gunk splatters all
over the glass.
ANGLE ON ATV
It spins a fast U-turn and Clarke is thrown from the rear
bed, stunned but alive.
INSIDE K.I.T.T.
K.I.T.T.
What now Michael?
MICHAEL
We're going to turn that pickup into
a memory....
He hits the gas....
ON K.I.T.T.
as he accelerates past the ATV and spins a 90, blocks the
road.
WILSON POINT OF VIEW THROUGH WINDSHIELD - K.I.T.T.
blocking the escape.
INSIDE ATV
WILSON
We're big enough to take him out....
VARIOUS ANGLES
The ATV hits K.I.T.T. and is launched upward and flips over
and over and starts to flame...lands on its side.
ATV
Wilson and Sandra scramble out....
OMITTED
ON K.I.T.T.
as Michael briskly gets out.
MICHAEL
Retribution has its moments, doesn't
it, buddy?
K.I.T.T.
It certainly does. That one was for
S.I.D.
Michael walks over to the upended cab of the ATV lying on
its side. Wilson and Sandra lying near it....
ANOTHER ANGLE
Michael hauls Wilson up....
MICHAEL
Arson's a nasty habit, mister...
Prison can also burn you out.
FREEZE FRAME
FADE OUT
END OF ACT FOUR
TAG
FADE IN
EXT. HIGHWAY - DAY
as K.I.T.T. cruises along and we hear ---
K.I.T.T.'S VOICE
You know, I could get used to this
Michael. Lighter on the steering,
gentler on the gas ---
INSIDE K.I.T.T.
to reveal Darryl is behind the wheel, Michael next to him.
DARRYL
See? I know how to treat a serious
set of wheels.
MICHAEL
Oh, you've had experience with cars
like this one?
DARRYL
Yeah, in my old neighborhood. Guys
brought 'em in all the time -- at
least parts of 'em.
MICHAEL
Well, that kind of experience is
behind you. The most serious set of
wheels you'll ever own are turning --
(taps his head)
-- right in there. Got it?
DARRYL
I know Michael, I know -- high school.
(off Michael's
look)
And college.
MICHAEL
Now you got it.
EXT. SEMI - DAY
as K.I.T.T. approaches and powers up the ramp.
INT. SEMI - DAY
as K.I.T.T. pulls to a stop. Michael gets out. Darryl
leaps out, fascinated by the electronics, as Bonnie, Devon
and RC3 join them.
DARRYL
This is where it all happens, huh?!
BONNIE
That's right. S.I.D. came to life
right there on that computer.
Darryl saddens a little. RC3 notices.
RC3
Hey, man, you look like somebody
just pulled your plug. You okay?
DARRYL
Yeah, I just feel bad about S.I.D.
getting blown away. I mean, I know
the little guy wasn't human or
anything but ---
Darryl pauses, shrugs.
K.I.T.T.
My feelings, too, Darryl.
Michael crosses to Darryl; leans on the computer monitor,
during ---
MICHAEL
Well, at least he went out in a
blaze of glory, guys.
Bonnie smiles at Devon and RC3, pushes a button on a
control box. Michael is startled as the monitor he's
leaning on starts to hum, then levitates on a whispering
column of air.
DEVON
As you can see, S.I.D.'s glory days
are far from over.
DARRYL
(delighted,
amazed)
He was in a million pieces. How'd
you do that?
BONNIE
I just picked 'em up and started
over. Know what I mean?
DARRYL
Yeah, I hear you. If at first you
don't succeed ---
MICHAEL
Now you've really got it.
Darryl beams. Michael throws an arm around his shoulders,
we:
FREEZE FRAME
FADE OUT
THE END
