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KNIGHT RIDER: TRUST DOESN'T RUST

EXEC. PRODUCERS: Glen A. Larson, R.A. Cinader
PRODUCERS: Hannah Shearer, Steven E. de Souza

Production #57307
9th Draft - November 1, 1982 (F.R.)

Teleplay: .................... Steven E. de Souza
Director: .................... Paul Stanley

                              
                                ACT ONE

     FADE IN

     EXT. ABANDONED LAB - NIGHT

     Dark...eerie.

     NEW ANGLE - SHOWING SIGN

     reading "On this site will be erected the KNIGHT MUSEUM OF
     TECHNOLOGY - NO TRESPASSING."  A beat.  Then we hear
     footsteps.  Camera adjusts to reveal two men in ragged
     clothing as they stumble down a slope, collide with the 
     sign.  The younger and larger of the two, Tony, wipes dirt
     from the sign with fingers which extend from half-cut gloves.

                               TONY
               Hey.  Just like I said, Rev.  This
               is the place.

                               REV
               I don't like this, Tony.  'Thou 
               shalt not trespass on thy neighbor....'
               Or sumpthin' like that....

                               TONY
               Rev, don't start the Ten Commandment
               stuff again.

     Tony passes him a bottle in a bag.

                               TONY
               Take another slug.  You'll feel real
               warm and spiritual.

                               REV
               We won't find anything in here.
               When a zillionaire like Knight dies,
               they clean out the joint....

     Suddenly reacting to approaching footsteps, Tony pushes Rev
     out of sight.  A moment later a guard strolls by, shining 
     his light just short of Tony and Rev's hiding place.

     TONY AND REV

     peering over the edge of their "foxhole" as the guard leaves.

                               TONY
               See that?  You think they got guards
               for nothin'?  Come on.

     Tony leading the way, they stumble down a ramp to a basement
     door.  Tony takes a crowbar out of his ragged overcoat,
     applies it to the lock.

                               REV
               I got a bad feeling about this.

                               TONY
               I got a good one.  Guys this rich,
               they even got gold and silver on 
               their plumbing.

     The doors part.  The two men practically fall inside.

     OMITTED

     INT. LAB BASEMENT - NIGHT

     Cobwebs...shadows...definitely creepy.  Tony and Rev enter 
     the shot.

                               TONY
               Dark in here.

                               REV
               Dark as hell, Tony.  Dark as hell.

                               TONY
               Will you knock off that stuff, Rev?
               If you're so pure an' all, you
               shoulda stayed in that church...if 
               you ever had one.

                               REV
               I had one, Tony...I had one!  But
               strong drink made me fall from 
               grace...just like Noah.

     Tony lights a match.  In the gloom he sees some power boxes.

                               TONY
               Here we go.

     He hits one.  Nothing.  He hits the second.  A dim light goes 
     on...a single overhead bulb further into the basement.  He 
     hits the third box, which sparks...does nothing else.

                               TONY
               Ahhh...nothin'.  Let's case the place
               ...get some of that gold plumbing.

     They move away.  Camera tightens on the last power box.  It
     is labeled, "LABORATORY THREE - DANGER - DO NOT ENGAGE POWER."
     Music stings in.

     TONY AND REV

     Stumbling along, Rev and Tony get caught in a huge spiderweb.

                               TONY
               Aggh!  Uggh!  I hate bugs!

                               REV
               Let's go, Tony.  There's nothing 
               here.

                               TONY
               Not yet...let's try that door....

     NEW ANGLE

     as they approach a door labeled "LABORATORY THREE - DANGER."
     Tony raises the crowbar again.  Rev points to the sign.

                               REV
               Tony, look....

                               TONY
               Ah, that's just to scare people away.

     He breaks the lock.  The door swings open slowly.  Tony
     steps in...drags a reluctant Rev behind him.  There is a 
     very, very slight wind effect...Rev seems to feel it; Tony
     does not.

     INT. LAB - NIGHT

     As they move inside, Tony lights a match.  We see dusty lab
     equipment on some counters.

                               TONY
               Hey, this is more like it.

                               REV
               Come on.  We can't hock stuff like 
               this.

                               TONY
               Sure we can.  It's just like video 
               games.

     Tony starts filling his arms with various items.  Rev
     uncorks a beaker...sniffs.  Drinks the stuff.

     EXT. ROOM THREE - ON BREAKER BOX

     still sparking and arcing, the warning, "DO NOT ENGAGE
     POWER" still evident.

     INT. LAB THREE

     Tony and Rev move in front of the camera.  It's completely
     dark around them.

                               TONY
               Hey, this place is big.

                               REV
               Let's go.

                               TONY
               Are you kiddin'?
                      (showing 
                       his booty)
               It's a gold mine ---

     Suddenly both men react to a spark of electricity in the 
     distance.  They turn.  Nothing but darkness.

                               REV
               W-what was that?

                               TONY
               It's gone now ---

     There is another arc...and then a bright red light appears
     ...moving slowly from side to side with a strange humming
     sound.

     REVERSE ANGLE

     as Tony and Rev react.

                               REV
               I think we should leave.

                               TONY
               I...I think you're right.

     They turn, run for the door...which suddenly slams shut.
     They turn back, look at ---

     THE RED LIGHT

     rushing towards them....

     TONY AND REV

     As they scream in fear, we:

                                              CUT TO

     OMITTED

     EXT. K.I.T.T. ON ROAD - NIGHT - TRAVELING - STOCK

                               K.I.T.T.'S VOICE
               Michael, do you realize that it's 
               2:32 in the morning?

     INT. K.I.T.T. - NIGHT - TRAVELING - P.M.P.

     Michael is driving.

                               K.I.T.T.
               This is no time to perform an errand.

                               MICHAEL
               Kitt, we have to secure the old 
               laboratory.  The city takes possession
               of it first thing in the morning.
               Anyway, what's your problem?  Am I 
               keeping you from a hot date?

                               K.I.T.T.
               Of course not.  But I need to charge
               my power packs occasionally.  And
               speaking of dates, we could have 
               performed this task this afternoon
               if you hadn't visited that Rosalie 
               woman.

                               MICHAEL
               You mean Roselynn.  Rosalie's the 
               other one...Ya know, down at the 
               beach?

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, why do you need to socialize
               with so many women?  Wouldn't one be
               sufficient?

                               MICHAEL
               Kitt, you're starting to sound like 
               my mother.  What's wrong with a guy 
               wanting some uh...companionship?
               You can understand that.

                               K.I.T.T.
               No, Michael, I cannot.  When you're 
               one of a kind, companionship does 
               not compute.

     EXT. ROAD - NIGHT

     as the car continues on.

                                              DISSOLVE TO

     EXT. ABANDONED LAB - NIGHT

     Headlights pan across the sign reading "NO TRESPASSING."
     Camera adjusts as K.I.T.T. pulls up, stops.  Michael gets
     out.

                               MICHAEL
               Hello?  Hello?
                      (beat)
               That's funny.

     K.I.T.T. rolls forward.  The red scanner swings back and 
     forth.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Funny?  Michael, I detect no source
               of amusement.

                               MICHAEL
               I mean, there's supposed to be a 
               guard on duty.

     Michael looks at ---

     OMITTED

     HIS POINT OF VIEW - ENTRANCE TO BASEMENT

     The lock is broken, the door is partially open.

     BACK TO SCENE

     Michael gets into the car.

                               MICHAEL
               Come on.  Let's check out the basement.

     The car rolls forward...suddenly stops.

                               MICHAEL
               Kitt, didn't you hear me?  What's wrong?

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, I'm getting some unusual 
               readings.

                               MICHAEL
               Readings of what?

                               K.I.T.T.
               I don't know...they appear to be 
               sensor echoes of my own telemetry
               ...but that's impossible.

                               MICHAEL
               If it's impossible, ignore it.  Let's go.

     The car creeps downward again.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, I have a strange feeling 
               about this.

                               MICHAEL
               What are you talking about?  You don't
               have feelings.

                               K.I.T.T.
               I know.  That's what's strange about it.

     Michael looks around.  Apparently, strange feelings are 
     contagious.

                               MICHAEL
               Okay, Kitt.  If something strange is 
               going on, I want someone covering my
               back.  You stay here.

                               K.I.T.T.
               You don't have to tell me twice.

     Michael smiles slightly...pats the nearest part of the 
     car...goes inside the lab.

     OMITTED

     WITH MICHAEL INSIDE

     He moves through the cobwebs and shadows.  We play this for
     suspense...once we get a sudden start as Michael reacts to 
     a noise and a moving object...but it's only a falling 
     timber.  By now Michael's walk has taken him up to ---

     OMITTED

     MICHAEL'S POINT OF VIEW - LAB

     A maze-like collection of eerie shadows impossible to 
     decipher.

     BACK TO SCENE

     Now he is in the center of the dark gloom...a matching
     shot to the earlier one of Tony and Rev.  He waves the beam
     of the flashlight around.  Reacts to....

     OMITTED

     INT. LAB - MICHAEL'S POINT OF VIEW - THE GUARD

     from outside is in the center of the room, semiconscious.

     THE SCENE

     Michael quickly crosses to him, examines him.

                               GUARD
                      (weakly)
               Lab...three...lab...three....

     Hearing these words, Michael turns...looks at....

     OMITTED

     MICHAEL'S POINT OF VIEW - LAB THREE

     As the door slowly opens, seemingly of its own volition, a 
     red light goes on.  Something rushes out of the dark lab 
     like a rogue elephant.

     OMITTED

     MICHAEL

     at the last moment he rolls out of the way.  Alloy-belted
     treds mash the dust around his last footprints.

     OUTSIDE LAB - K.I.T.T.

     As a black gleaming blur swerves around it, roars out the 
     main door and into the night.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael!  Michael!  Where are you?

     Michael moves quickly and breathlessly into the shot, the 
     guard across his shoulders.

                               MICHAEL
               Here, Kitt...we have to get this man
               to a hospital!

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, that car...it...it could
               have been my twin!  It was exactly
               like me!

     Michael catches his breath, gets into K.I.T.T.

                               MICHAEL
               Not exactly, Kitt....

     Camera tightens on Michael.

                               MICHAEL
               It almost killed me.

     OMITTED

                                              FREEZE FRAME

                                              FADE OUT

                         END OF ACT ONE

                             ACT TWO

     FADE IN

     EXT. FOUNDATION - DAY - STOCK

                               DEVON'S VOICE
               That was the hospital, Michael....

     INT. DEVON'S OFFICE - DAY

     Michael and Bonnie wait as Devon hangs up the phone,
     continues.

                               DEVON
               The security guard is still uncon-
               scious, but he's out of danger.  In
               an hour or two he should be able to 
               give you a statement.

                               MICHAEL
               I'll settle for a statement from you.

                               DEVON
               I beg your pardon?

                               MICHAEL
               Why wasn't I told about this other 
               car?

                               DEVON
               Michael, please ---

                               MICHAEL
               I had a right to know!

                               DEVON
               Yes, you certainly did...let me 
               explain.

     Devon stops, takes a breath.  These are painful memories.

                               DEVON
               Two weeks before we found you in the 
               desert, near death, Wilton activated 
               the crowning invention of his life....

                               MICHAEL
               Kitt?

                               DEVON
               No...Karr....

                               MICHAEL
               Karr?

                               DEVON
               'Knight Automated Roving Robot'...
               Wilton's sobriquet for his prototype
               vehicle.

                               MICHAEL
               I like 'Kitt' better.

                               DEVON
               You can say that again.  Kitt's
               primary function is to serve you...and
               protect you from harm....

                               BONNIE
               But Karr...the earlier model...had 
               no such programming.  Instead, self 
               preservation was its primary 
               function.

                               MICHAEL
               And that was a mistake?

                               DEVON
               A major one.

                               MICHAEL
               Like not telling me about all this?

                               BONNIE
               Don't look at me...before my time.

                               DEVON
               Michael, please...consider the 
               circumstances...Just as Wilton 
               realized he'd erred by not 
               programming Karr properly, his 
               company was almost toppled from 
               within...by the same people who left
               you for dead on that desert highway
               ...In the turmoil to save your life 
               and build a safer car, the earlier 
               model was put in storage.  I
               thought Wilton had had it dismantled 
               before he died...obviously, I was
               wrong.

                               MICHAEL
               Okay...okay...I'm sorry I jumped on
               you...but I still don't see why one
               simple computer program makes so 
               much difference.

                               BONNIE
               Michael, Kitt's primary function --
               to protect human life -- is for want 
               of a better word -- altruistic.

                               DEVON
               But Karr -- without that programming
               -- is self-serving...almost animal-
               istic in nature.  And devoid as it is 
               of a conscience, it is potentially 
               dangerous.  If the people who have it 
               misuse it, program it with information 
               it deems threatening, why, they could 
               create a menace which could quickly 
               exceed their control.

                               MICHAEL
               Devon....

                               DEVON
               Yes?

                               MICHAEL
               I think we should get that car back.

                                              CUT TO

     OMITTED

     EXT. ALLEY - DAY

     Hidden behind a dumpster is none other than the Knight 
     Automated Roving Robot...K.A.R.R.  We hear a yawn...Tony
     stretches, appears in the front seat.  A moment later the 
     Rev rises in back.

                               K.A.R.R.
               Are you awake?

                               TONY
               Huh...wha...it wasn't a dream.

                               REV
                      (to Tony)
               You're here!  I'm here!
                      (beat)
               It's here!

     Tony and the Rev quickly jump out of the car...back away.
     Feeling safer, they relax a bit.

                               TONY
               Where are we?

                               K.A.R.R.
               This is where your companion told me
               to stop last night.

                               REV
               I did?

                               K.A.R.R.
               Actually, most of what you said was
               incoherent.  I did, however, distinctly
               hear the word 'stop'.

                               REV
               You're...just a car, ain't you?

                               K.A.R.R.
               Not 'just a car.'  I am the Knight 
               Automated Roving Robot...Karr, if 
               you prefer.  I am the prototype of
               the car of the future.

                               REV
               I mean...you're a regular real thing
               ...you're not somethin' out of a 
               nightmare like you looked last night.

                               K.A.R.R.
               Nothing has changed since last night.

                               TONY
               Easy for you to say....

     Tony scratches himself, starts to root through some garbage
     cans.  He finds a scarf which he puts on, etc.  Rev searches 
     his pockets, finds his bottle.

                               TONY
               Where did you come from, anyway?
               How did you get in that building?

                               K.A.R.R.
               That edifice was the laboratory
               where I was first activated...and 
               where I was also deactivated.

     The Rev pauses in midchug.

                               REV
               Deactivated?  You mean somebody 
               turned you off?

                               K.A.R.R.
               My creator...Wilton Knight.  He 
               brought me into the world and then 
               turned on me.

                               TONY
               Hey, take it easy...my old man was 
               the same way.

                               REV
               Yeah.  Except for me and Tony, you
               can't count on nobody.

                               K.A.R.R.
               Interesting.  I will enter that 
               information in my data banks.  I am 
               indebted to both of you.  You have 
               reactivated me.  How may I serve you?

                               TONY
               'Serve us?'  Whatcha mean by 'serve'
               us?

                               K.A.R.R.
               I have checked my data on basic 
               human desires.  Therefore, I 
               understand your needs.

                               REV
               Come on.

                               K.A.R.R.
               You wish to eat.

                               TONY
               Well, yeah.

                               K.A.R.R.
               You wish to drink.

                               REV
               Yeah!

                               K.A.R.R.
               You wish to reproduce.

                               TONY & REV
               Yeah!

                               K.A.R.R.
               Which one first?

                               REV
               Uh...how about a couple of eggs, 
               sunnyside up?

                               K.A.R.R.
               I have no eggs.  Perhaps you can 
               direct me to a chicken.

                               TONY
               What are you, a comedian?

                               K.A.R.R.
               I am the Knight Automated Roving 
               Robot...Karr, if you prefer -- I 
               am the prototype of the car of the 
               future.

                               REV
               Hey, wait a minute...it's coming back
               to me now...last night...there was a 
               guy...and another car...a car just 
               like you....

                               K.A.R.R.
               You are in error.  I am one of a kind.

                               TONY
               No, the Rev's right...I saw it too....

     K.A.R.R.'s engine roars alarmingly.  Both men jump.

                               K.A.R.R.
               I am the prototype of the car of the 
               future.  What you saw was merely an
               inferior production line model...a 
               pale copy of the original.

                               TONY
                      (elbowing Rev)
               Uh...yeah, uh, Karr, you...you must 
               be right.
                      (aside
                       to Rev)
               This guy's got a touchy motor.

                               K.A.R.R.
               Very well, now may I take you some-
               where for food?

     Tony and the Rev look at each other.

                               REV
               Yeah.  Sure.  Why not?

     They get inside...Tony behind the wheel.

                               K.A.R.R.
               Do you wish to drive, or shall I?

                               TONY
                      (skeptical)
               Go ahead.

     The car pulls out of the alley, heads down the street.

     INT. K.A.R.R. - TRAVELING

     Tony and the Rev watch the wheel turn on its own.

                               TONY
               Far out.  Far out.

                               REV
               It's a miracle.

                               K.A.R.R.
               I detect numerous purveyors of 
               food.  Please tell me where you wish 
               to go.

                               REV
               Uh...how about the Three Rings?

                               K.A.R.R.
               According to my data, rings are 
               not edible.

                               REV
               It's over there...on the left....

     THE STREET

     as K.A.R.R. makes a U-turn...almost colliding with a vehicle
     or two in the process...then skids into the lot of a 
     Jack-in-the-box-type place.

     INT. K.A.R.R.

     as it slams to halt in front of the PA "order" ringmaster.
     Rev and Tony are still reacting to the wild turn.

                               TONY
               Hey, when this guy wants to go 
               somewhere, he don't fool around.

     ANGLE ON "THREE RING" DRIVE-IN - MAIN BUILDING

     where a bored teenaged Kid is reading a comic.  The Kid
     looks up, sees the Trans Am across the parking lot at the 
     clown rig.  The Kid pulls a microphone close...hits a 
     button.  We hear canned calliope music.

                               KID
                      (as ringmaster)
               Ladies and gentlemen...and children
               of all ages!  Welcome to the Center
               Ring!

     INTERCUT - INT. K.A.R.R.

                               KID 
                      (filtered)
               The r-r-ringmaster is r-r-ready for 
               your order.

                               K.A.R.R.
               What is that voice?

                               REV
               It's just the ringmaster, Karr.  I'll
               have...uh...
                      (to Tony)
               What do they call that breakfast
               thing?

                               K.A.R.R.
               Ringmaster?  I scan no such person.
               This is a primitive remote, devoid 
               of locomotion.

                               KID
               I said, the r-r-ringmaster is 
               r-r-ready!

                               TONY
               The Tip Top Tent?

                               REV
               No, that's not it.

                               KID
                      (filtered)
               Can I have your order, please?

                               K.A.R.R.
               Tony!  Rev!  The operator of this 
               device must be nearby.

                               TONY
               Huh?  What are you talking about?

                               KID
               You guys wanna snap it up?  I don't
               have all day.

                               K.A.R.R.
               There!  Did you hear?  He is becoming
               abusive.

                               KID
               You wise guys, or what?

                               K.A.R.R.
               His anger grows....

                               REV
               Karr, be quiet, please ---

                               KID
               Okay, that's it.  Get out of here,
               before I come out there and throw 
               you out.  You hear me?  Hey!  You're 
               asking for it!

                               K.A.R.R.
               Do not fear, my friends.  I will
               protect you.  Brace for collision!

     THE SCENE

     Before Tony or the Rev can react, K.A.R.R. backs up, then
     rams into the Ringmaster.  Sparks, smoke and plaster fly 
     everywhere.

     THE KID - AT WINDOW

     reacting to this event in shock.  The Kid reaches out, hits 
     a button marked ---

     INSERT - BUTTON

     "Burglar Alarm."

     INT. K.A.R.R. 

     Tony and Rev are in shock.  They react to the ringing alarm.

                               K.A.R.R.
               You see?  Most of the interior was 
               empty.  It was a clever ruse, my 
               friends, but not clever enough.

                               REV
               Come on!  We gotta get outta here!

                               K.A.R.R.
               But you haven't eaten yet.  Perhaps 
               you wish to reproduce?

                               TONY
               Forget that!  Don't you hear that 
               alarm?

                               K.A.R.R.
               That harmonic disturbance?  What 
               does it mean?

                               REV
               It means the cops are coming!!

                               K.A.R.R.
               Is that a problem?

                               TONY
               Are you kidding?  If the cops catch 
               us they'll throw us in the slammer!

                               K.A.R.R.
               What is 'the slammer?'

                               REV
               Remember that basement you were in?

                               K.A.R.R.
               I will never forget it.

                               REV
               Well, the slammer's just like that.

                               K.A.R.R.
               I do not wish to go back to the 
               slammer.  How may I avoid it?

                               TONY
               You get out of here as fast as you 
               can, you stupid hunk of tin!

     Instantly, the car backs out of the lot...does a 180o
     turn....

     EXT. CRUNCHY CLOWN

     ...and roars away, leaving astonished pedestrians in its 
     path.

     OMITTED

                                              CUT TO

     EXT. STREET - DAY

     K.I.T.T. drives by.

     INT. K.I.T.T.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, I hope the security guard 
               has some answers for us.  Those sensor
               echoes last night were very puzzling.

     Michael doesn't reply, keeps looking at the dash.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael?

     Michael fairly jumps.

                               MICHAEL
               Uh...yeah, Kitt?

                               K.I.T.T.
               You're awfully quiet.  Is something 
               bothering you?

                               MICHAEL
                      (reluctant)
               Well...yeah.  I'm...worried about you.

                               K.I.T.T.
               About me?

                               MICHAEL
               Yeah.  This whole thing has been 
               startling, you know?  Learning about
               that other car...having to hunt 
               down...and I figured if I'm a little
               shook up, well, then, you must be ---

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, really.  By now you should 
               know better than that.  I admit that
               I was somewhat surprised to discover 
               that I was not in fact a prototype 
               vehicle...but....

                               MICHAEL
               There!..See!  You are upset!  It's a 
               blow to your ego, right?

                               K.I.T.T.
               Not at all.  On the contrary, it's a 
               compliment.  Instead of being a 
               problem-ridden prototype, I am the 
               new and improved model.

                               MICHAEL
               Come on, Kitt, you can level with 
               me.  I mean, weren't you even a 
               little bit annoyed when you found 
               out that there was another car and 
               no one even told you?

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, why should that be 
               upsetting?  There's a perfectly 
               reasonable explanation.

                               MICHAEL
               Oh, yeah?

                               K.I.T.T.
               Of course.  I wasn't informed due to 
               the all too common problem of human 
               error.

                                              CUT TO

     EXT. STREET - DAY

     Residential...basically empty.  Gradually we hear the sound 
     of police sirens.  A beat.  Then K.A.R.R. roars around the 
     corner.  A moment later two police cars appear in hot 
     pursuit.

     INT. K.A.R.R.

     Tony and the Rev are reacting in panic to the breakneck
     speed and wild turns.

                               REV
               Tony, slow down!

                               TONY
               Slow down?  I'm not driving!
                      (leaning 
                       forward)
               Karr!  You gotta stop!

                               K.A.R.R.
               Negative, Tony.  I do not wish to 
               go to the slammer.

                               TONY
                      (to the Rev)
               You and your big mouth!

     Suddenly Karr accelerates.  Tony and Rev are pushed back 
     in their seats.  The police cars fall far behind them.

     EXT. INTERSECTION

     K.A.R.R. puts on a burst of speed, turns the corner and 
     ducks into an alley.  The police cars go by.

                               RADIO VOICE
               Attention all units.  Black Trans Am 
               reported heading south on Vincente 
               Street.

     ANOTHER STREET

     K.I.T.T. goes past the camera.

     INT. K.I.T.T.

     Michael reacts as he hears a siren.

                               MICHAEL
               Kitt, tune in the police frequency.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Of course.

     A beat.  We hear static.

                               POLICE RADIO VOICE
               ...last seen at Three Ring Drive-In
               restaurant, 9211 Vincente Street.
               Repeat, black Trans Am in assault 
               Three Ring Drive-In restaurant....

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, did you hear that?

                               MICHAEL
               The hospital can wait.

                               K.I.T.T.
               I should think so.  That other car 
               is going to give Trans Ams a terrible 
               reputation.

     Michael throws the car into a wild turn.

     EXT. ALLEY - DAY

     K.A.R.R. is parked in the shadows.  Tony and the Rev sit 
     breathless for a moment.

                               K.A.R.R.
               No one is pursuing us.  You may 
               assume manual control now.

                               REV
               Thanks a lot.

     He reaches across Tony, grabs the wheel.

                               REV
               The first thing we do is take these 
               crazy wheels back where we got 
               them ---

     INSERT

     as the "manual" light changes to "auto."

                               K.A.R.R.'S VOICE
               I do not wish to go back to the 
               slammer.

     BACK TO SCENE

                               TONY
               He's just kidding, Karr...honest.
               Go back to that manual thing...come 
               on.  You can trust me and the Rev.

                               K.A.R.R.
               Yes.  That information is in my data
               banks.  I can trust you.

     The control panel changes again.

                               TONY
               You wanna excuse us for a minute,
               Karr?

     Tony pulls his pal out of the car, hesitates at the curb.

                               TONY
               Ah...don't go away.

     TONY AND THE REV

     Tony pulls the Rev around the corner, speaks in hushed 
     tones.

                               TONY
               I wanna talk to you ---

                               REV
               I wanna talk to you.  We coulda 
               ended up in jail today, all for a 
               lousy mechanical ringmaster!  I got 
               two outstanding warrants, Tony...I
               don't need a Wizard of Oz car putting
               me behind the eight ball for nothing!

                               TONY
               Hey, Rev, I'm with you all the way.

                               REV
               You are?

                               TONY
               Sure.  If we're gonna walk the edge, 
               well, let's do it for something 
               worthwhile...not the 'Tip Top Tent',
               right?

                               REV
               Tony, come on.  We were lucky 
               today.  Next time ---

                               TONY
               Next time it'll be the same thing.
               Did you see the way Karr handled 
               those cops?  The moves, the turns?
               Rev, with this car we could go all 
               the way...we could go for the brass 
               ring.  Nothin' on earth could stop us!

     OMITTED

     K.A.R.R. - FRONT SCANNER

     moving back and forth.

                                              CUT TO

     EXT. CRUNCHY CLOWN - DAY

     Curious onlookers crowd the parking lot.  Michael swings 
     into the lot, parks and jumps out.

     WITH MICHAEL

     as he moves through the crowd, approaches the wreckage of 
     the Ringmaster.

                               MICHAEL
               Excuse me...can anyone tell me what 
               happened here?

     The Order Kid looks at Michael...then at K.I.T.T.

                               ORDER KID
               Is that your car?

                               MICHAEL
               Yes.

     The Kid turns, signals someone.

                               MICHAEL
                      (to Kid)
               Why'd you ask?  Was there another 
               car here that ---

     Michael doesn't get any further.  He's tackled from behind 
     by a zillion cops.

     REVERSE ANGLE - TIGHT

     As Michael goes down with a thud on top of the clown.  He 
     looks up...camera widens to reveal that he is the hub of a 
     wheel of drawn service revolvers.  He slowly raises his 
     hands and we:

                                              FREEZE FRAME

                                              FADE OUT

                         END OF ACT TWO

                            ACT THREE

     FADE IN

     INT. SEMI - DAY

     Devon is with a police Officer near the door.  Michael 
     leans against the wall, glaring.  Bonnie works on K.I.T.T.

                               OFFICER
                      (eyeing
                       Michael)
               Uh...you can understand the 
               confusion.  Maybe until we nail the
               stolen car, you should paint yours 
               another color.

                               DEVON
               We'll take it under advisement,
               Officer.  Thank you.

     He shows the Officer out the door.

                               K.I.T.T.
               I hope you didn't take that 
               suggestion seriously, Mr. Miles.
               I am quite happy with basic black.

                               MICHAEL
               Aren't we overreacting a bit here?
               I mean, all these guys have done is 
               wipe out a ringmaster...they didn't 
               even steal any hamburgers.

                               DEVON
               Michael, Karr is like a loaded gun 
               in the hand of a child.  It's only a
               matter of time before there's a real 
               explosion.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Bonnie...unless I'm mistaken, you 
               seem to be repositioning my main 
               power booster.

                               BONNIE
                      (hesitant)
               Uh...yes.  I'm making room for a...uh
               ...new component.

                               K.I.T.T.
               What kind of component?

                               DEVON
                      (quickly)
               Ah...we're not yet certain it's 
               necessary, Kitt...we're just 
               planning ahead.

                               K.I.T.T.
               I see.  Michael, considering the 
               confusion of the law enforcement 
               authorities, regarding myself and 
               Karr, I'll understand it if you want 
               to work without me until this crisis
               is over.

     FAVORING MICHAEL

                               MICHAEL
               No, Kitt.  I had a lot of partners 
               when I was a cop...
                      (beat)
               You're the best of all of them.

                               K.I.T.T.
                      (after a 
                       moment)
               Thank you, Michael.  I, of course, 
               can make no such generalization 
               about you.  However, I project odds 
               of a thousand to one against my 
               meeting a more compatible human than
               yourself.

                               MICHAEL
                      (touched)
               Thank you....

     Michael pulls up a chair, sits next to K.I.T.T.

                               MICHAEL
               Okay, partner.  Maybe you've got 
               some ideas about that other car.
               You know...some chinks in its armor?

                               K.I.T.T.
               I have insufficient data to be 
               certain, Michael.  However, since 
               Karr is as powerful and as nearly 
               indestructible as myself, Zeno's 
               Paradoxes should be a factor.

                               MICHAEL
               Zeno?

                               DEVON
               The Greek philosopher and scientist,
               335-263 BC.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Very good, Mr. Miles.

                               MICHAEL
               I don't get it.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, Zeno first postulated a 
               question which my twin would cer-
               tainly be aware of; to wit:  'What 
               would happen if an irresistible 
               force met an immovable object?'

                               MICHAEL
               Yeah...yeah...you're right.

                               BONNIE
               So what's the answer, Kitt?

                               K.I.T.T.
               No one knows, Bonnie.  No one knows.

     As they all chew on that, we:

                                              CUT TO

     EXT. BANK - DAY - INSERT

     We hold on the building's staid looking sign...as we 
     gradually hear a high-pitched whine.

     NEW ANGLE - STOCK

     as K.A.R.R. roars into view, smashes through the wall of 
     the bank.

     ALARMS RINGING - STOCK

     TONY AND REV

     in their warehouse hideout, happily counting money.

     EXT. COIN SHOP - DAY - INSERT

     with signs advertising "We Buy and Sell Gold", etc.  We 
     hear that familiar sound again....

     K.A.R.R. - STOCK

     Camera adjusts as K.A.R.R. careens around the corner, wipes 
     out the wall of the store.

     MORE ALARMS - STOCK

     TONY AND REV

     Playing with coins like Uncle Scrooge.

     EXT. BROKERAGE FIRM - DAY - INSERT

     A sign proclaims, "Member N.Y. Stock Exchange".

     K.A.R.R. - STOCK

     Roar...zoom...wham!  K.A.R.R. is bullish on the stock 
     market!

                                              CUT TO

     EXT. FOUNDATION - DAY - TO ESTABLISH

                               DEVON'S VOICE
               Again and again they've struck....

     INT. DEVON'S OFFICE - DAY

     Devon and Michael and Bonnie are looking at a map on Devon's 
     desk.  X's mark K.A.R.R.'s rampages.

                               DEVON
               The fact that no one has been hurt 
               is either a miracle or a coincidence
               ...We cannot assume a continuance of
               either.

                               MICHAEL
               So what do we do?

     Devon and Bonnie exchange a look.  Devon turns to Michael.

                               DEVON
               There is one approach, Michael...but
               there is a great deal of danger 
               involved...to you and to Kitt.

                               MICHAEL
               Go on.

                               BONNIE
               We all know that Kitt...and Karr...
               are made of a virtually indestructible
               alloy...Hardly anything could damage 
               either car.  Hardly anything...except 
               this.

     Bonnie takes a tarpaulin off of an object on a workbench.
     It's a maze of coils and tubing the size of a typewriter.

                               MICHAEL
               Looks like a neon barber pole.

                               BONNIE
               It's a resonating laser, Michael...
               powerful enough to send a burst of 
               energy directly into Karr's only 
               vulnerable spot....

     She points to a sketch of K.A.R.R.

                               BONNIE
               ...the front scanner...here.

                               DEVON
               As the scanner is protected by an 
               alloy grill, only a dead-on shot 
               will work...and then the scanner 
               will blow...and with it, all of 
               Karr's systems.  It will become an
               immobile hunk of metal.  Bonnie?

     Bonnie takes Devon's cue, adjusts a "target" in a vise-like
     holder, steps back, activates the laser.  Zap!  The target
     smolders, sparks.

                               MICHAEL
               Very impressive.  What about anyone 
               inside the car?

                               DEVON
               They'll come to a rather jolting halt,
               but other than that, they shouldn't be 
               harmed.

                               MICHAEL
               Okay.  It sounds doable...so why the 
               long faces?

                               DEVON
               Michael, to perform this task, you 
               and Kitt must be directly in front 
               of Karr.  For maximum effect, you 
               must fire the laser from a distance 
               of no more than 100 yards.  And you 
               must hold the last on target for 
               two full seconds.

     FAVORING MICHAEL

     as awareness dawns.

                               MICHAEL
                      (slowly)
               One hundred yards?  Two seconds? 
               But Kitt...and Karr...can travel 100
               yards...
                      (thinking)
               ...in...about two seconds!

                               DEVON
                      (dryly)
               That's basically the problem.  And
               by the way...the laser is only good 
               for one shot.

                               MICHAEL
                      (beat)
               I...think I'm going to sit down for 
               a while.

                                              CUT TO

     EXT. ABANDONED WAREHOUSE - NIGHT

     Boarded up, painted with graffiti.  A beat.  K.A.R.R. turns
     the corner, pulls up.  The Rev gets out, opens the 
     warehouse door.  K.A.R.R. drives inside.  The Rev locks up
     from the inside.

     INT. WAREHOUSE - NIGHT - TIGHT ON A TABLE

     as a bag of stocks, gold and money is poured down on it.
     We widen as Tony and the Rev literally wallow in it.

                               TONY
               Welcome to easy street!

                               REV
               Easy street?  It's automobile 
               heaven, right, Karr?

     NEW ANGLE 

     revealing that K.A.R.R. is parked nearby, just on the other 
     side of a partition between the office and the warehouse 
     proper.

                               K.A.R.R.
               I am unfamiliar with your reference,
               Rev.  However, there is no cause for 
               celebration.  We have a problem.

     Tony and the Rev sober, move to the car.

                               TONY
               A problem?  Like...what problem?

                               K.A.R.R.
               I have analyzed my self-monitors,
               and my Beta and Lambda circuits are 
               in need of realignment.  Also, the
               fibre optics in my scanners have 
               suffered a twenty percent reduction 
               in opacity...probably due to my long
               incarceration.

                               REV
               Whattya want, a tune-up or something?

                               K.A.R.R.
               Hardly.  I require attention from an 
               experienced cybernetic technician.

                               TONY
               Cyber...?  Where do we find one of 
               them?

                               K.A.R.R.
               We have seen a car similar to myself
               ...since I am the prototype, it is 
               most likely an inferior production 
               line copy.  However, someone must 
               own it and therefore, maintain it.
               By following this line of reasoning,
               we can locate the individual who 
               cares for that other vehicle.

                               TONY
               Sure, sure.  I was just gonna say 
               that.

                               K.A.R.R.
               Then you can get that person and 
               bring them here.

                               REV
               We can't do that!

                               K.A.R.R.
               Why?  Is there a problem?

                               REV
               Yeah!  It's called kidnapping!

                               K.A.R.R.
               I am unfamiliar with that term.  I 
               only know that I require skilled 
               maintenance.

     Tony takes the Rev by the arm, leads him away.

                               TONY
               You're gettin' a conscience kinda 
               late in the game, you know that?

                               REV
               Tony, I know I'm no saint...but 
               nothing we've done has hurt anybody
               ...but we're talking about just 
               grabbing somebody and....

                               TONY
               Okay, okay...relax...we won't do it.

                               REV
               We won't?  But Karr ---

                               TONY
               Leave it to me.  It talks good but 
               it's about as smart as a toaster.
               I'll buy him some spark plugs and 
               he'll be happy.  Then, when he's in 
               tip-top shape, we pull one big job
               ...and then it's flyin' down to Rio
               for you-o and me-o...
                      (slapping
                       his shoulder)
               Whattya say?

                               REV
               Okay.  Okay.  I like that.

                               TONY
               Okay.  You get some rest.  I'll break
               the news to motor mouth.

     Rev moves further into the office part of the warehouse.
     Tony goes over to K.A.R.R.

                               TONY
               Okay, Karr, you want a technician...
               I'll get you a technician.

                                              CUT TO

     INT. DEVON'S OFFICE - DAY

     Devon is showing Michael some blueprints.

                               DEVON
               Once the laser is calibrated,
               Michael, either you or Kitt will be 
               able to fire it...The triggering 
               mechanism is simple, as you can 
               see....

                               MICHAEL
               Devon, I don't know what bothers me
               more...the fact that this is a long 
               shot...or the fact that I'm stupid 
               enough to try it.

     Devon smiles.  Suddenly alarms begin ringing.

                               MICHAEL
               That's the security system!

     Devon picks up the phone.

                               DEVON
                      (surprised)
               Dead...!

     He starts hitting the phone buttons, frustrated.  Michael 
     activates his wrist comlink.

                               MICHAEL
                      (into comlink)
               Kitt, where are you?

     EXT. TIGHT ON K.I.T.T. - IN PARKING SPACE - DAY

     Behind a sign, "Reserved for Michael Knight."

                               K.I.T.T.
               I'm in your parking space,
               Michael...Where else would I be?

                               MICHAEL
               Pick me up at the main building.
               Something's going on.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Very well.

     K.I.T.T. backs out of the space, drives off.

     INT. DEVON'S OFFICE 

     The phone lights return.  Before Devon can dial, it rings.

                               DEVON
               What the devil's going on?

                               PHONE VOICE
               We tried to stop it, Mr. Miles...but 
               it ran the main gate....

                               DEVON
               What ran the main gate?

                               PHONE VOICE
               The car, Mr. Miles...the car...!

     Devon and Michael exchange a look, run out of the office.

     INT. SEMI - DAY

     Bonnie is working on the laser.  She looks up, hearing the 
     sound of the security alarms.  Picks up the phone.

                               BONNIE
               Security?  This is Doctor Barstow.
               What's happening with the alarm system?

     Behind Bonnie, the door creaks open.  Who should be there
     but Tony.  He grabs Bonnie from behind, drags her out of 
     the semi.  The phone dangles, swings back and forth.

     EXT. FOUNDATION - MAIN BUILDING 

     Devon and Michael run down the steps, come out the door.

                               MICHAEL
                      (into comlink)
               Kitt!  Come on!

                               DEVON
               There he is --- !

     They look off at ---

     APPROACHING CAR - ZOOM SHOT

     Black...a red scanning light on the hood...but in the front 
     seat, Tony, struggles to restrain Bonnie!

     BACK TO SCENE

                               MICHAEL
               That's not Kitt!

     The car roars past.  Michael leaps onto the roof, is swept 
     out of the shot.

     INT. K.A.R.R.

     Tony struggles with Bonnie while he tries to see.

                               TONY
               Karr!  Get rid of this guy!

                               K.A.R.R.
               Very well.

     INSERT - PANEL

     As it changes to "AUTO CRUISE."

     EXT. FOUNDATION 

     K.I.T.T. roars up to Devon.

                               DEVON
                      (pointing)
               Kitt!  Karr was here!  It's got 
               Bonnie and Michael!

     K.I.T.T. roars off in the direction indicated.

     EXT. OUTSIDE FOUNDATION GROUNDS - DAY

     K.A.R.R. swerves into the shot, accelerates.

     K.A.R.R.'S SPEEDOMETER

     rising alarmingly.

     MICHAEL - ON ROOF

     Sliding up and over the roof...hanging on for dear life...
     one of his hands slip....

     EXT. ROAD - DAY

     K.A.R.R. swerves wildly at breakneck speed, trying to 
     dislodge Michael.  The car swerves close to some bushes.
     (or crashes a fence - director and location permitting)

     MICHAEL

     ducking to avoid being swept overboard.  He hits the wrist 
     comlink.

     K.I.T.T.

     Swinging into the location where we saw K.A.R.R. in shot 
     93F1.

     EXT./INT. K.A.R.R. - DAY - TRAVELING

     Michael has now slipped onto the back of the car.

                               BONNIE
               Stop!  You'll kill him!

     Tony starts to bind her hands with his belt as the car
     continues its wild gyrations.

     ON MICHAEL

     In pain...losing his grip...then hope rises as he sees....

     K.I.T.T. - HIS POINT OF VIEW

     coming up quickly from behind.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, I'm getting in position...
               Get ready to jump.

     THE SCENE

     Just before he would fall anyway, Michael gathers his legs,
     under him, leaps from the rear of K.A.R.R. onto the hood of 
     K.I.T.T.  Immediately, K.I.T.T. makes a U-turn, slows.

     ON MICHAEL

     looking after the escaping car, frustrated.

                                              FREEZE FRAME

                                              FADE OUT

                        END OF ACT THREE

                            ACT FOUR

     FADE IN

     OMITTED

     EXT. K.I.T.T. - DAY - ON FREEWAY

     traveling along.

     INT. K.I.T.T. - DAY

     as Michael drives.

                               MICHAEL
               Anything?

     INSERT - K.I.T.T.'S SCANNER SCREEN

     showing a radar-like screen superimposed over a city map.

                               K.I.T.T.
               No, Michael.

     INT. K.I.T.T.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Except for that brief reading on that 
               other highway, I have had no indica-
               tion of Karr.

                               MICHAEL
               Let's try a new direction.  How's 
               the laser holding up?

                               K.I.T.T.
               It's a rather tight fit but otherwise
               it's fine.  But I must point out that 
               it cannot be fired until it is properly
               calibrated...and Bonnie is the only 
               one who can do that.

                               MICHAEL
               She'll take care of it when we find 
               her.

                               K.I.T.T.
               You mean, if we find her.

                               MICHAEL
               Be positive, Kitt.  Be positive.

     EXT. K.I.T.T.

     as it turns in a new direction.

     EXT. WAREHOUSE - DAY - TO ESTABLISH

     INT. WAREHOUSE - DAY

     Bonnie is inside K.A.R.R.  She stifles a yawn, continues
     working on some panels.  She hesitates...gets a glint in 
     her eye...reaches out with a screwdriver....

     NEW ANGLE

     She sticks the tool in a panel...suddenly sparks fly up 
     near her other hand.  She cries out, holds her wrist.

                               K.A.R.R.
               Do not attempt to sabotage me again.
               I will defend myself.

                               TONY'S VOICE
               He means it, sweetheart.

     She looks over at:

     HER POINT OF VIEW - TONY

     in the "office" area, with a map and a newspaper.  He 
     gestures to some greasy-looking food.

                               TONY
               Want some, babe?

     THE SCENE

                               BONNIE
               No thanks.  Michael Knight wouldn't 
               even eat that stuff.

                               TONY
               Who's Michael Knight?

                               BONNIE
               When you find out, you'll wish you 
               never asked.

     The Rev appears, yawning.

                               REV
               Hey, Tony...I didn't think you liked
               talking to....

     He stops, seeing....

     NEW ANGLE - FAVORING BONNIE

                               REV
               Karr...Tony...who's she?

                               TONY
                      (rising)
               Rev, look....

                               REV
                      (pushing 
                       him away)
               You kidnapped her, didn't you?  You
               lied to me and you still went out 
               and did it!

                               TONY
               Rev...come on...look....

     He indicates the newspaper and map.

                               TONY
               This is the big score, right here....

                               REV
               I don't care about any big score!
               This has gone too far!

     ON BONNIE

     watching all this, interested.  She turns to K.A.R.R. as 
     the two thieves continue bickering.

                               BONNIE
               Karr, I'd like to check out your 
               video system...do you mind?

                               K.A.R.R.
               You have permission.

     She gets in the car, makes an adjustment.

     HER POINT OF VIEW - VIDEO SCREENS

     as the newspaper fills the screen.  A circled article 
     reads, "GEMS FOR MUSEUM SHOW ARRIVE TODAY."

     CLOSE SHOT - BONNIE

     Her eyes widen in realization.

                                              CUT TO

     OMITTED

     EXT. STREET - DAY

     K.I.T.T. drives slowly down the block.

     INT. K.I.T.T. - TIGHT ON SCREEN

     as a light blinks over a computerized city map.

                               K.I.T.T.'S VOICE
               Michael, I'm scanning Karr's emissions.
               Eighty degrees southeast.

     INT. K.I.T.T. - WIDER

                               K.I.T.T.
               We need to make two more circuits of 
               the area to triangulate it, Michael.

                               MICHAEL
               You got it.

     They turn onto another street.

                                              CUT TO

     INT. WAREHOUSE - DAY

     Tony and Rev are still at it.

                               REV
               You're not the man I knew anymore,
               Tony.  It's that car, Tony...that 
               car that's changed you....

                               TONY
               Don't give me that holy stuff again,
               Rev -- I ain't changed ---

                               REV
               Tony...do you know what Lucifer did,
               up in heaven -- before he fell?

                               TONY
               Rev ---

                               REV
               He built a machine, Tony -- an 
               infernal machine!  And we've got to 
               stop that machine, before it's too 
               late -- the police will know what to 
               do ---

     He moves away.  Tony grabs his arm.

                               TONY
               Yo, yo, what's this police stuff -- ?

     BONNIE

     taking advantage of their distraction, she begins to slowly
     slip away from both of them and the car.

     BACK TO SCENE

                               REV
               Let go of me, Tony...it's for our 
               own good.

                               TONY
               Like hell!  What about all the money?

                               REV
               I don't care about the money, Tony!
               I care about your immortal soul!

     He breaks away from Tony...turns...and then as Tony 
     suddenly, savagely smashes down with a table lamp:

     THE REV

     as he falls across the table it crashes to the floor.  The 
     Rev groans on the floor, then moves.  Tony raises the lamp 
     again...then he hears the sound of echoing footsteps.  He 
     turns, sees ---

     HIS POINT OF VIEW - BONNIE

     at the far end of the warehouse, making her break for it.

     BACK TO SCENE

     Tony drops the lamp, runs to K.A.R.R.

                               TONY
               You hunk of tin!  Didn't you see her?

                               K.A.R.R.
               I was watching you deactivate the 
               Rev.  Was he malfunctioning?

                               TONY
               Come on!

     They back out, turn.

     INT. WAREHOUSE

     Bonnie turns to flee...there's nowhere to go...and then:

     NEW ANGLE - K.I.T.T.

     comes crashing through the warehouse door!

     ON BONNIE

                               BONNIE
               Michael!

     K.I.T.T. slams to a halt beside her.

                               BONNIE
               What kept you?

                               MICHAEL
               Traffic was murder.  Get in!

     She starts for the passenger door...an o.s. screech
     attracts their attention.

     NEW ANGLE

     K.A.R.R. is barreling towards them.

                               MICHAEL
               Bonnie, take cover!

     Michael swings K.I.T.T. around to protect her.  She dives 
     for the floor.  K.A.R.R. swerves wildly around K.I.T.T.,
     smashes through some crates, then vanishes through the 
     already unhinged warehouse door.  Bonnie catches her 
     breath, gets in the car.

                               BONNIE
               He jumped his buddy....

                               MICHAEL
               I'll call an ambulance....

                               BONNIE
               Do it on the way.

                               MICHAEL
               On the way to where?

                               BONNIE
               The Gems for the museum exhibit...
               that's where they're going!

                                              CUT TO

     EXT. STREET - DAY - K.I.T.T. - RUNBY

                               MICHAEL'S VOICE
                      (filtered,
                       over phone)
               Devon, this is Michael....

                               DEVON'S VOICE
                      (filtered)
               Michael!  Did you find Bonnie?  Is 
               she ---

                               MICHAEL'S VOICE
                      (filtered)
               She's fine, Devon...she's with me 
               now.  But Karr's going after the 
               jewels for the new museum exhibit.

                               DEVON'S VOICE
                      (filtered)
               The jewels for the exhibit...?
               They'd still be in the county 
               warehouse...I'll meet you there with
               reinforcements!

                                              CUT TO

     EXT. MUSEUM WAREHOUSE 

     A sign proclaims "COUNTY MUSEUM - SHIPPING AND RECEIVING"

     EXT. STREET - DAY - K.A.R.R.

     comes around a bend.

     NEW ANGLE - SLOW MOTION

     as K.A.R.R. crashes through the wall of the warehouse.

     INT. WAREHOUSE 

     K.A.R.R. skids to a halt amidst statues, armor, crates 
     and gem cabinets.  Several security guards recover their 
     composure, open fire on K.A.R.R.

     CLOSE SHOTS - K.A.R.R.

     as the bullets bounce off harmlessly.  Behind the wheel, 
     Tony laughs, puts the car in gear.

     MUSEUM WAREHOUSE

     K.A.R.R. spins around in a 180o, pushes a huge shipping 
     crate towards the guard.  It traps them in a corner.

     CLOSER - TONY 

     Tony jumps out of the car.  He smashes several crates until 
     one spills out jewels, tiaras, etc.  He starts to load 
     these into K.A.R.R.'s trunk.

     EXT. WAREHOUSE - DAY

     Several police cars have pulled up.  Devon pulls up in an 
     unmarked car with a bureaucrat-type, who points out the 
     police Captain.

                               DEVON
               Captain, I'm Mr. Miles.

                               CAPTAIN
               You got any ideas about how to handle
               that streamlined tank in there?

                               DEVON
               Yes.
                      (pause)
               Get out of its way.  And get all 
               these people to a safe area.

                               CAPTAIN
               That's all the help you can give me?

     Devon looks up at the sound of a familiar engine.

     DEVON'S POINT OF VIEW - STREET

     as K.I.T.T. comes into view.

     BACK TO SCENE

     Devon smiles, turns to the officer.

                               DEVON
               No.  Not quite all.

     The cops watch as Michael pulls up beside Devon.  Michael 
     leans out.

                               MICHAEL
               Are we too late?

                               DEVON
               They're still inside.

                               MICHAEL
               Kitt, are you ready?

                               K.I.T.T.
               Aren't I always?

                               MICHAEL
               Bonnie, you'd better get out.

                               BONNIE
               Like hell, Michael.  This laser 
               has never been calibrated.  I'm 
               the only one who can fire it that 
               way.  Even Kitt can't do it.

                               K.I.T.T.
               She's right, Michael.

                               MICHAEL
               Ah...you always liked her better.

     Michael guns the car, spins around, backs away from the 
     warehouse.  Spins around again.  Revs the engines.

     THE COPS

     move out of the way.  The light pedestrian traffic stops, 
     watches.

     EXT. WAREHOUSE - K.I.T.T.

     roars forward.

     NEW ANGLE - SLOW MOTION 

     Before K.I.T.T. has reached the warehouse, K.A.R.R. roars 
     out, sails over K.I.T.T. -- lands beyond it.

     K.I.T.T.

     slamming on the brakes, skidding and sliding to a halt 
     against the warehouse wall.

     THE SCENE

     K.A.R.R. does a 180o.  Both cars are only a few feet apart, 
     slightly diagonal to each other.  The observers murmur.

     ANGLE ON FRONT SCANNERS 

     of both cars as they pivot back and forth.

     THE SCENE

                               K.A.R.R.
               The woman spoke of you, Kitt.  It is 
               interesting to meet you.

                               K.I.T.T.
               It is interesting to meet you, Karr.
               Until now, I thought I was one of a 
               kind.

                               K.A.R.R.
               To be one of a kind is very special
               ...But to be two of a kind is special 
               also.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Yes.  Perhaps even more special, Karr.
               Perhaps even more.

     INT. K.A.R.R.

     Tony (who isn't driving anyway) points on the dashboard.

                               TONY
               Karr!  Forget the family reunion.  Get
               out of here!

     INT. K.I.T.T.

                               MICHAEL
               The laser --- 

     Bonnie holds a joystick, looks at K.I.T.T.'s screen where a 
     target sight appears.

                               BONNIE
               We have to be dead center...!  Go to 
               your left.

     THE SCENE

     Michael moves K.I.T.T. but K.A.R.R. does the same.  Both 
     cars circle each other.

     Bonnie keeps trying to get a clear shot...can't.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Karr, please desist from your 
               actions.  Many people may be hurt.

                               K.A.R.R.
               That is no concern of mine.  If I 
               desist what will become of me?

                               K.I.T.T.
               You will be deactivated, of course.

                               K.A.R.R.
               Then this conversation is nonpro-
               ductive.

     K.A.R.R. spins around, roars away.

     OMITTED

     K.A.R.R. - HEAD-ON

     Even now roaring towards the camera...suddenly skidding to 
     a halt.

     REVERSE ANGLE - TWO POLICE VANS

     have been rolled into the shot, making a formidable 
     barricade.

     K.A.R.R.

     spins around, heads back the way it came.

     INT. K.A.R.R.

     A light on the dash goes on reading, "load jettison."  Tony
     turns and is astonished to see that the trunk is opened and 
     the jewels are spilling out the back.

                               TONY
               Wh-what are you doing?

                               K.A.R.R.
               I must eliminate excess weight in 
               order to jump over that barricade.

     Tony looks over at the vans.

                               TONY
                      (arrogant)
               Oh, no you're not...not with me in
               here!

                               K.A.R.R.
               Very well.

     INSERT 

     as "eject left" is activated.

     EXT. K.A.R.R. 

     Tony is thrown out.  The moment he lands, (on an awning or
     similar) he is swarmed over by cops.

     OMITTED

     INT. K.I.T.T.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael...Bonnie...my analysis of 
               Karr's movements leads me to believe 
               he is maneuvering for a long enough 
               run to leap over the police barricade.

                               MICHAEL
               Ready?

     INSERT - TARGET SCREEN

                               BONNIE'S VOICE
               Go!  Go!  Get in range!

     THE SCENE

     The two cars head for each other again...then K.A.R.R. goes 
     up on two wheels!  The laser beam shoots out too late.

     K.A.R.R.

     as a laser blast blows out one headlight.  We hear a 
     metallic "scream."

     INT. K.I.T.T.

                               BONNIE
                      (about the laser)
               Oh, no!

     Michael looks forward.  A collision is imminent.

     THE SCENE

     Both cars slide past each other with inches to spare.

     THE CROWD

     reacting in astonishment.

     K.A.R.R.

     drops down on four wheels, spins around...roars towards the 
     barricade.

     K.I.T.T.

     also turns.

     DEVON AND OTHERS

     watching, amazed....

     OMITTED

     NEW ANGLE - K.A.R.R. - SLOW MOTION

     as it jumps the vans, escapes!

     INT. K.I.T.T.

     Michael spins the wheel.

                               BONNIE
               You're not going after him?

                               MICHAEL
               Wanna bet?

     WIDER SHOT - K.I.T.T.

     as K.I.T.T. makes the same leap over the vans.

     INT. K.I.T.T.

     landing hard.

                               BONNIE
               He's gone!

                               MICHAEL
               Kitt...scan for him....

                               K.I.T.T.
               Already scanning, Michael...Karr is 
               taking the coastal road north.

                               MICHAEL
               I-90 goes the same way...we can cut 
               him off.

                               BONNIE
               And then what?

                               MICHAEL
               We'll improvise!

     EXT. K.I.T.T.

     roaring down a freeway.

                                              CUT TO

     ON COASTAL ROAD - K.A.R.R.

     high on a cliff above the ocean, zooming along...nearly 
     running other cars off the road.

     INTERCUT - K.I.T.T.

     traveling the same screen direction on a highway.  We play
     this, then K.I.T.T. turns off the freeway, heads back the 
     other way.

     INTERCUT - K.A.R.R.

     Now the two cars are clearly on the same road...and clearly
     on a collision course.

     INT. K.A.R.R.

     shooting over the driverless wheel.  K.I.T.T. appears on 
     the narrow road, far ahead.

                               K.A.R.R.
               Kitt...change course at once.

     INT. K.I.T.T.

     Intercut with above and point of views:

                               K.I.T.T.
               I am not in control, Karr.

                               K.A.R.R.
               Then tell the humans to turn away.
               This is folly.

                               BONNIE
               He's right.

                               K.I.T.T.
               He's right!

                               MICHAEL
               No way.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, what are you doing?

                               MICHAEL
                      (grim, matter-
                       of-fact)
               Remember that immovable object thing?
               We're about to find out the answer.

                               K.A.R.R.
               Your lives mean nothing to me!
               Turn away!  Turn away!

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, please!  Pardon the expres-
               sion, but he does have a few screws 
               loose!  Turn!  Karr doesn't have my 
               programming to protect human life!

                               MICHAEL
               That's what I'm counting on.

                               BONNIE
               What?

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, I cannot allow you to 
               jeopardize your life.  I am assuming 
               control.

     INSERT - DASH PANEL

     changing from "manual" to "automatic."

                               MICHAEL'S VOICE
               No, you're not, Kitt...sorry.

     Michael's hand stabs out.  "Override" lights up.  The panel 
     changes back to "manual."

     BACK TO SCENE

     INT. K.I.T.T.

     They're getting closer....

                               BONNIE
               Michael, you know all those times 
               I've called you impulsive and 
               irresponsible?  I...I didn't mean it.

                               MICHAEL
               Bonnie...you know all those times I've
               called you bossy and demanding?  I 
               didn't mean it either.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael...Bonnie....

                               MICHAEL/BONNIE
               Yes, Kitt?

                               K.I.T.T.
               Why are you lying to each other?

     No reply...they're about to hit (maybe one of these good 
     people grabs the other's hand?)

     THE TWO CARS

     rush towards each other at breakneck speed...and then, at 
     the last possible moment, K.A.R.R. turns!

     FROM BELOW CLIFF - K.A.R.R. - STOCK

     as it sails right over the edge of the cliff.

                               K.A.R.R.
               No!  No!  I cannot fail!  I am the
               prototype!  I am the prototype!

     K.I.T.T. - STOCK

     spinning around, skidding to a halt, rear wheels over the 
     edge of the cliff.

     FROM ABOVE - K.A.R.R. - STOCK

     plunging into the water.  A moment later a huge underwater
     explosion goes off...the world's biggest depth charge.

     MICHAEL AND BONNIE

     reacting with relief.

                                              FREEZE FRAME

                         END OF ACT FOUR

                               TAG

     FADE IN

     INT. SEMI - DAY

     Michael, Bonnie and Devon stand with K.I.T.T...with 
     champagne glasses.

                               BONNIE
               Well, at least things are back to 
               normal.

                               DEVON
               At what cost?  All that destruction....

                               MICHAEL
               Not to mention Zeno's Paradox...It
               may go unanswered for another 2000
               years.

                               K.I.T.T.
               I have a question about that, Michael.
               What made you so sure that Karr 
               would turn away first...How did you 
               know you wouldn't uh....

                               BONNIE
               Chicken out?

                               K.I.T.T.
               Thank you, Bonnie...Yes, Michael.
               How did you know you wouldn't 
               chicken out first?

                               MICHAEL
               You provided that clue, Kitt.  You 
               kept telling me how you two differed 
               in your basic programming.  Yours is 
               to protect human life, but Karr's 
               basic program was self-preservation
               ...so in a head-to-head confrontation
               ...he would always 'chicken out.'

                               DEVON
               Eminently...if colloquially put.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael...I'm speechless.

                               DEVON
                      (sotto)
               Bloody likely....

                               K.I.T.T.
               No, really.  Michael, your logic in 
               this case is totally illogical...and 
               yet it's absolutely correct.  This is
               just...amazing.

                               MICHAEL
               No, just...human.

     He slaps his hands together, smiles.

                               MICHAEL
               Okay, Kitt, what do you say we go 
               out for a little celebration of our 
               own?  We'll drive anywhere you like,
               maybe get a car wash...you can beat
               me at chess again...name it.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Thank you, Michael, but it has been 
               a draining day.  My power packs could 
               really use a rest.

                               MICHAEL
               Okay, pal.  I'll see you tomorrow.

     They all ad-lib good-byes, exit.  Michael lingers in the 
     door of the semi.

                               MICHAEL
                      (cheery)
               Hey, how's it feel to be one of a 
               kind again?

                               K.I.T.T.
               As you know, Michael, I do not have 
               feelings.  However, for want of a 
               better term, being one of a kind is 
               a very familiar feeling.

                               MICHAEL
               Right.

     He goes out.  We hold on K.I.T.T. for a beat.

     INT. K.I.T.T.

     A screen comes on.  A button lights up "VIDEO REWIND."
     We see snow on a screen.  Then "PLAY" lights up.  The 
     scene of K.I.T.T. and K.A.R.R. outside the warehouse 
     appears, their scanners touching.

                               K.A.R.R.
               ...It is interesting to meet you.

                               K.I.T.T.
               It is interesting to meet you, Karr.
               Until now, I thought I was one of a kind.

                               K.A.R.R.
               To be one of a kind is very 
               special.  But to be two of a kind is 
               special, also.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Yes.  Perhaps even more special,
               Karr.  Perhaps even more.

     The "OFF" button lights up.  The screen goes dark.

     HIGH ANGLE SHOT - K.I.T.T. - VERY WIDE LENS

     in the empty semi...one of a kind again.


                             THE END