ACT ONE
FADE IN
OMITTED
EXT. ARMORBILT TEST TRACK - DAY - ON A LIMOUSINE
The luxurious stretched variety, as it comes screaming out
of a high-banked turn at top speed and accelerates down a
straightaway.
INTERCUT - BLEACHERS - FAVORING BUYER GROUP
all wealthy, European men in finely cut attire and all very
impressed. The aquiline German is Kleiser. The bespec-
tacled Italian, Corelli. In front of them at a table that
contains hi-tech timing devices are Armorbilt President,
Gene Hanson, late forties, a taut, military bearing.
Next to him, Lilah Graham, thirties, sexy, charming,
polished Director of Sales.
HANSON
This obstacle course simulates every
conceivable situation you might
encounter.
The limousine rockets past the bleachers and heads into:
A SERIES OF ESSES
as the limo dives into the first turn and we follow it
through the hard-snapping lefts and rights, establishing
for a vehicle of this size it is handling like a sportscar,
and we go to:
ANOTHER ANGLE - LIMOUSINE
as it blasts out of the last turn onto a straightaway;
makes a panic stop into a blinding one-eighty and takes off
in the opposite direction, and during this sequence we:
RESUME THE BLEACHERS
The buyers duly impressed.
HANSON
What you're seeing, gentlemen is
state-of-the-art maneuverability for
tactical evasion.
KLEISER
Indeed. None of the other vehicles
we've seen are competitive.
LILAH
And of course, the LXAP does this with
no sacrifice of range or comfort.
OMITTED
ANOTHER ANGLE - FAVORING THE UTCV
(Urban Terrorist Control Vehicle) a cross between a tank
and an armored personnel carrier; formidable looking;
sporting turrets, gun mounts. As it rolls out onto the
track ---
CORELLI
Ah, and what is this?
LILAH
The Armorbilt UTC twelve hundred.
The ultimate in urban terrorist
control.
HANSON
We use the armament package in the
next part of our demonstration.
Hanson clicks on a walkie-talkie he holds.
HANSON
We about ready?
OMITTED
LIMO - DRIVER
adjusting his helmet and ready.
OMITTED
INTERCUT - ARMORBILT TEST VAN
parked adjacent to the track. Four Armorbilt employees
study the electronic measuring devices: Mel Mitchell, Ed
Deskey, and Hank Kagan. They are obviously pleased at how
the demonstration is going. Deskey sits at the console.
DESKEY
We're up to speed.
THE LIMOUSINE
accelerates down the track picking up speed, and we hear:
HANSON (V.O.)
The LXAP's protection package employs
the cutting edge of structural tech-
nology and materials. Steel magnesium
alloy. Forty-five millimeters thick,
case hardened armor plate and flame-
treated, bullet-proof glass throughout.
(beat; walkie-
talkie)
Commence weapons assault.
The limousine comes out of a turn and heads right toward:
OMITTED
THE URBAN TERRORIST CONTROL VEHICLE
as the machine gun turret comes to life and starts tracking
the limo. The big cannon suddenly starts firing bursts at:
THE WINDSHIELD OF THE LIMO
as the rounds hit and ricochet off the bullet-proof glass.
THE LIMO
keeps travelling, unaffected, unstoppable, and we:
INTERCUT - THE BLEACHERS
where the buyers are reacting, impressed.
HANSON
And, what's coming next will
demonstrate beyond any doubt you'll
all be making the right choice.
(beat; walkie-
talkie)
Launch when ready.
The buyers sit up in anticipation.
THE UTCV
As it tracks and fires. The missile blasts out of the
launchers and homes in on:
THE DRIVER'S SIDE DOOR OF THE LIMO - SLOW MOTION
as the missile penetrates the armor-plated steel, and
explodes, and we are:
INSIDE THE LIMOUSINE
as it is wrecked by a massive explosion that obliterates
our view of the driver with a blinding flash.
LILAH AND HANSON
react horrified.
THE BUYERS
are stunned, turn away from the sight of the limousine
engulfed in flames that are beating back Armorbilt personnel,
who try to move in with extinguishers, and during this we:
THE ARMORBILT PERSONNEL AT TEST VAN
all clearly in shock as they huddle together, devastated.
CUT TO
EXT. ROAD - DAY - K.I.T.T.
travelling, heading back in the open road for the Foundation
after finishing an assignment.
INSIDE K.I.T.T. - TRAVELLING
MICHAEL
I really love the Big Apple, pal,
but it sure feels good to be back on
the road again.
K.I.T.T.
I agree, Michael. If I never see the
Big Apple again, it will be too soon.
Those streets have more pot holes than
Devon has neckties.
The beeper goes off, and we:
INTERCUT - K.I.T.T.'S MONITOR
as Devon appears.
DEVON
Did I hear my name mentioned?
MICHAEL
Good morning, Devon.
DEVON
Ah, there you are, Michael. I under-
stand things in Manhattan turned out
quite nicely.
MICHAEL
Why do I feel like I'm being set up?
DEVON
Well, there is one matter I'd like you
to cover.
MICHAEL
(knowingly)
Because I'm being set up, that's why.
(beat)
Just a little detour ---
DEVON
A minor course adjustment to --
Armorbilt Carriage Works. Mel
Mitchell, one of the employees, is
expecting you.
Michael sighs, clicks off the monitor and K.I.T.T. acceler-
ates on down the road, and we go to:
EXT. ARMORBILT CARRIAGE WORKS - DAY
as Michael arrives in K.I.T.T.; bypasses a sign that says
OFFICE and drives around the complex to the courtyard;
Michael eyes some unique vehicles parked outside, then
heads for the door labeled STRUCTURAL TECHNOLOGY, and we
are:
CLOSE ON THE NOZZLE OF A BLOWTORCH
as the blue-white pinpoint of flame welds a perfect bead. We
widen out to include the welder's helmet that proclaims "MEL"
above the rectangular window -- and pick up Michael crossing
in the b.g. He raises his voice above the roar of the torch.
MICHAEL
Excuse me?! Mel, talk to you for a
minute?!
INT. ARMORBILT CARRIAGE WORKS - DAY
A white, pristine, hi-tech environment. All personnel wear
white coveralls -- ARMORBILT across the back; insignia over
the pocket. Mel Mitchell welds armor plate on the UTCV (Urban
Terrorist Control Vehicle). Mel finishes, dials down the
torch and flips up her visor, revealing a model's face and
vulnerable smile. Michael smiles, pleasantly surprised by
the revelation.
MICHAEL
Wrong ---
MEL
Pardon?
MICHAEL
I'd guessed 'Mel' was short for
Melvin.
MEL
(shakes no;
smiles)
Melanie.
MICHAEL
Michael. Michael Knight.
MEL
From the Foundation -- Devon told me
all about you.
MICHAEL
One of his bad habits -- You do the
armor plating here?
Michael extends a hand. Mel reaches out; hesitates,
realizing she's still wearing her asbestos gloves. It's
a lighthearted moment. Michael grabs the forefinger; shakes
it gingerly; Mel points to a rack of tools on a nearby
wheeled tool chest.
MEL
Sure do -- hand me the number five
file.
Michael hands her the next file in the toolbox.
MEL
(continuing)
It's my department. Wrong file. Next
one down.
He hands her a different file.
MEL
(anticipating)
I got my degree in structural engin-
eering; found out I was a damn good
engineer but a lousy desk jockey and
here I am -- Everyone always asks.
MICHAEL
It's easy to see why.
(beat)
Someplace where we could talk?
MEL
Uh huh. I know where.
CUT TO
INT. DESIGN/DRAFTING ROOM - DAY
Walls and tackboards covered with engineering drawings and
slick renderings; as Michael and Mel enter and move between
the drawing boards:
MEL
The missile just penetrated the
limo's door. I couldn't believe it.
I still can't.
(beat)
I decided we've come too far to have
it taken away from us now. That's
when I went to see Mr. Miles.
MICHAEL
Mel, you're losing me. Who's come
too far, and for what?
MEL
Oh, I'm sorry. I thought Mr. Miles
explained it. Armorbilt was filing
for bankruptcy. It really hit us
hard -- All the people who work here.
So I came up with an idea, an alterna-
tive -- an employee buyout.
MICHAEL
Gotcha. The employees all kick in;
renegotiate with the creditors and
end up owning the company. Sounds
terrific.
MEL
It was, until the accident. It cost
the company a major sale. We needed
it to keep alive long enough to
finance the buyout.
MICHAEL
You saying someone purposely caused
it?
MEL
(shrugs;
uneasily)
All our vehicles are designed to
withstand twice the explosive force
used in demonstrations. What do you
think?
MICHAEL
I think it calls for a second look.
MEL
The group's getting together at lunch
to discuss our options.
MICHAEL
Mind if I come along?
CUT TO
EXT. HOUSE - SIDE YARD - DAY
The buyout group surrounds Michael and Mel. Hank Kagan,
thirties, a large powerful man, Ed Deskey, late twenties,
an urban cowboy, and a few others.
DESKEY
Mel, honey we love you, but maybe
you've already given us all the help
we can handle.
KAGAN
Yeah, we know you meant well, but if
it wasn't for you, we wouldn't be in
this mess; wouldn't have our savings
in jeopardy, our houses mortgaged.
DESKEY
(defeated)
The buyout's finished, Mel. Forget
it.
MICHAEL
From what Mel's told me, you were
okay until you lost that foreign sale
the other day. What if you can get
it back?
MEL
It's a long shot, but we could try.
(to group)
We all got into this buyout because we
had something to gain. Something good.
We still do.
BRESLOFF
Come on, we know about your kid and
college and the price of things.
MEL
(interrupting,
passionately)
Right, money's important. We all want
to better our lives. That hot car
you're always talking about buying,
Eddie? Give up on it?
DESKEY
No way. I got my eye on one right
now.
MEL
What about you, Hank? You and Alice
ready to cancel that second honey-
moon you've been planning?
DESKEY
Hey, after livin' with him for twenty
years you really think she'll go?
Deskey's joke eases the tension momentarily. Michael sees
an opportunity to bring the group back together.
MICHAEL
The way Mel described your buyout
plan, it was the chance of a lifetime.
A chance to save your jobs and latch
onto a piece of the American dream
at the same time. What happened to
that? Why are you giving up without
a fight?
KAGAN
Easy for you to say. You got an idea?
MICHAEL
Somebody has to turn that foreign sale
back into a sale before it's too late.
DESKEY
Got anyone particular in mind?
Mel swings a look to Michael, eyes him a beat before:
MEL
What about you, Michael?
Mel smiles. Everyone in the group nods in agreement and we:
CUT TO
OMITTED
CLOSE ON HANSON
as he considers whatever Michael has just told him.
HANSON
Don't you think I thought of that?
INT. ARMORBILT CARRIAGE WORKS - DAY
Hanson has looked up from the open engine compartment of
a limousine. Lilah stands next to him. A technician
monitors gauges that evaluate the output of the car's
engine. Michael and Mel around him.
HANSON
The problem is -- we don't have a
driver. If you get the buyers to come
back for another demo, who's going to
give it to them?
LILAH
Right, who's going to be crazy enough
to go on that track after what's
already happened?
Looks between the members of the group. A beat before
Michael steps forward.
MICHAEL
I might.
HANSON
We're talking about a high degree of
skill here. Just because you talk a
good game doesn't mean you can drive.
MICHAEL
Doesn't mean I can't. Try me.
HANSON
Typical. Every guy with a hot-looking
car thinks he's the next Parnelli
Jones. You want to take that freeway
flyer onto the track and make a fool
of yourself -- be my guest.
CUT TO
CLOSE ON K.I.T.T.'S REAR WHEEL
as it screeches to life; burns rubber and takes off in a
haze of smoke heading for a ramp, and we go to:
EXT. MACADAM TEST TRACK - DAY
Hanson, Mel, Kagan, Deskey, Lilah and other Armorbilt
employees watch, and we are:
INSIDE K.I.T.T. - TRAVELLING
Michael hits some buttons on the overhead console.
MICHAEL
Let's look good, Kitt, there's a lot
riding on this one.
K.I.T.T.
Michael, I always look good.
MICHAEL
You'll get no arguments from me, buddy.
Let's do it.
RESUME TEST TRACK
as K.I.T.T. enters the track and does a double spin onto it.
OMITTED
INTERCUT - ARMORBILT GROUP
as they react to Michael and K.I.T.T.'s performance.
RESUME INSIDE K.I.T.T.
K.I.T.T.
I think that got their attention,
Michael.
MICHAEL
Okay, pal, now let's get me the job.
RESUME THE TRACK
as K.I.T.T. maneuvers through the esses at blinding speed;
screeches to a stop at the end of the last curve.
ANOTHER ANGLE
The awed spectators line up in the b.g. K.I.T.T. spins a
180, and stops within inches of the spectators. Deskey's
mouth drops, this is his kind of car.
OMITTED
THE GROUP OF SPECTATORS
DESKEY
What a set of wheels!
HANSON
The man's a hot dog.
MEL
Who cares? Right now he's the key to
keeping the buyout alive.
The group is clearly jubilant and relieved at this turn of
events. As the group gravitates toward K.I.T.T., who
approaches and pulls to a stop nearby.
ANOTHER ANGLE - FAVORING MICHAEL
As he gets out of K.I.T.T., Melanie, Kagan, and others
collect around him. Deskey is oogling K.I.T.T. In
the b.g., Hanson and Lilah are walking away. Mel gives
Michael a thumbs up ---
MEL
Not bad. We just might have found
us a driver.
MICHAEL
If that's an offer, I'll accept.
DESKEY
You take the driver, Mel, I'll take
the car. Name's Deskey, Eddie Deskey.
(gestures to
K.I.T.T.)
How much'd that baby set me back?
MICHAEL
Sorry, but that baby's not for sale.
Deskey grimaces; glances to his watch before ---
DESKEY
Can't haggle with you now. Gotta get
back to work. But when ole Eddie
makes up his mind to get something --
I'll be coming at you again.
Deskey swings an envious glance toward K.I.T.T. then turns
and heads off.
CUT TO
INT. HALLWAY - DAY
as Hanson and Lilah enter ---
LILAH
I suppose the buyout is on now.
HANSON
Lilah, not now.
They step into the office.
INT. HANSON'S OFFICE - DAY
as Hanson and Lilah enter ---
LILAH
I say we pack up, head for Europe now
and let 'em have the damn company.
HANSON
You know I can't do that. It took me
years to pull the money and get it out
of the country. All the paperwork
to cover it is set up for a bankruptcy.
I get into a buyout instead, I could
lose it all. Don't push me now,
Lilah.
LILAH
If I don't push you, you'll still be
here six months from now. Let me tell
you something, Gene, I've been hanging
around this grease pit for two years.
I'm tired of playing sales director
and making believe I'm really into
those over-priced toys of yours.
HANSON
You didn't have any problem handling it
when you found out about the money and
the villa in St. Moritz.
LILAH
A lot of men have money, Gene.
(ironic smile)
Armorbilt has proven a perfect place
to meet them. Would it surprise you
that some of our clients have
expressed more than casual interest?
(off his
reaction;
coldly)
Get it together fast -- or I'm gone.
HANSON
I'll handle it... I'll just need an
extra day.
LILAH
You're out of days....
HANSON
If it wasn't for Michael Knight, we'd
be packing right now. Twenty-four
hours, Lilah -- Michael Knight's
first test run tomorrow will be his
last.
We hold on their look, and we:
FADE OUT
END OF ACT ONE
ACT TWO
FADE IN
EXT. HIGHWAY - DAY
as K.I.T.T. barrels along and we hear ---
K.I.T.T.
I was just wondering, Michael.
INSIDE K.I.T.T. - DAY
traveling.
K.I.T.T.
(continuing)
Why are we going to see these buyers
before making certain what happened
to the limousine wasn't an accident?
MICHAEL
Because they're checking out today,
pal. It's our only chance to con-
vince them to stick around for
another demo.
(beat)
What's our ETA?
K.I.T.T.
Four minutes, thirty-seven seconds.
(beat)
You know, Michael, while we have a few
moments, do you recall that fellow who
wanted to buy me?
MICHAEL
Sure. Did he make you an offer?
K.I.T.T.
No, Michael, we never progressed to
the bidding stage. That's what I
want to talk to you about.
MICHAEL
Me? I can't put a price on you. I
wouldn't even know where to begin.
K.I.T.T.
Well, what if --
(dramatically
setting scene)
What if we were in deep snow country.
Our adversaries dynamited the road.
The explosion set off a massive ava-
lanche. We're buried under tons of
ice and snow, we have no food, you
haven't slept in two days, and ---
MICHAEL
Can Mel be with me?
K.I.T.T.
(exasperated)
I want to know my worth. What must I
do to get a serious answer out of you?
MICHAEL
Try being serious....
K.I.T.T.
All right, Michael, you're trapped in
a burning building. The flames are
raging all around you. The smoke is
so thick, you can't see. I am outside
ready to spring into action and ---
MICHAEL
(trying to
stop him)
Kitt, Kitt! Not now -- maybe later.
Michael groans, and we:
CUT TO
EXT. POSH HOTEL - DAY - TO ESTABLISH
As K.I.T.T. approaches in the drive. A limousine is parked
beneath the entrance canopy. Kleiser, Corelli and the other
buyers stand next to a mountain of luggage. A chauffeur gets
out of the limo and goes around to open the trunk.
K.I.T.T.
Not a nano-second too soon, Michael.
INTERCUT - INSIDE K.I.T.T.
MICHAEL
Let's microjam that trunk lock, just
to be sure, pal.
K.I.T.T.
As you know, I prefer to avoid such
tactics unless they're absolutely
necessary.
MICHAEL
It's necessary. Do it.
K.I.T.T.'S SCREEN
comes to life; a graphic of the lock rotates and freezes,
and we:
RESUME THE SCENE
as the chauffeur works at the lock to no avail. He shrugs at
Kleiser, and the group. They are less than pleased at this
turn of events. Michael pulls up; gets out and joins them.
MICHAEL
Excuse me, but you folks seem to be
having a problem.
KLEISER
We were just leaving for the airport.
Now, we'll miss our flight.
MICHAEL
I'm Michael Knight. I know a little
about locks. Maybe I can fix it for
you while we talk about limousines.
(beat)
You found the one you're all looking
for at Armorbilt yesterday but some-
one doesn't want you to have it. The
vehicle was sabotaged.
A sense of curiosity surfaces in the group and we:
CUT TO
OMITTED
ANOTHER ANGLE
CORELLI
Do you have any proof of this?
MICHAEL
Not yet....
KLEISER
(interrupting)
Mr. Knight -- if you have no proof, I
think we're all wasting our time. I'm
sorry I can't help you.
MICHAEL
We're not talking about me. We're
talking about expert technicians;
hard-working, proud people; people
who put their life savings on the
line to save their jobs and their
company. It turned out you were the
key to it. Your sale would have
given them the time to pull it off.
All I'm asking is that you give them
another chance.
KLEISER
We're due in Detroit tomorrow for a
competitor's demonstration. Impossible.
CORELLI
(beat)
Is it Hans? I found Mr. Knight's words
touching. I'm surprised you didn't.
KLEISER
I've got a business to run.
CORELLI
Yes, Hans, we know.
(to Michael)
You see, Mr. Knight, though my
colleague possesses great wealth, he
began with nothing. He knows what
it is to struggle and sweat to build
a ---
KLEISER
(had enough)
All right, all right, no history...
Theo, enough.
Corelli smiles, satisfied, as Kleiser muses a tad chagrinned
and softens with a reflective nod.
KLEISER
Schedule your demonstration,
Mr. Knight.
Michael smiles; swings a look to K.I.T.T. and nods. Then
he taps the trunk with his fist. The lid pops open, we hold
a beat on reactions.
CUT TO
EXT. HIGHWAY - DAY - TO ESTABLISH
as we pan across and pick up K.I.T.T. travelling, and we
hear ---
K.I.T.T.
You know, Michael, it occurred to me ---
INSIDE K.I.T.T. - DAY
travelling.
K.I.T.T.
(continuing)
-- that these low profile information
gathering missions are the ultimate
test of our abilities, aren't they?
MICHAEL
You better believe it, pal. I've got
a feeling, checking out this limo at
Armorbilt is going to be a valuable
night's work.
K.I.T.T.
I agree, and keeping value in mind,
what if...
(beat)
What if we were in the desert, in a
sand storm. There was no water for
miles around. And you were being
chased by a band of sword-waving camel
drivers? What would I be worth?
MICHAEL
I'd have to say --
(muses)
-- priceless.
K.I.T.T.
(a defeated sigh)
You know, lately I get the feeling
you enjoy answering my questions
without really answering them. Am
I right or am I wrong?
MICHAEL
Yes.
K.I.T.T. stifles a groan and we:
CUT TO
EXT. ARMORBILT - NIGHT
as K.I.T.T. comes around the building and pulls to a stop.
A guard in a motorized cart drives past.
INSIDE K.I.T.T.
as the guard's cart moves toward some buildings in the b.g.
MICHAEL
Keep your scanners peeled tonight, pal.
K.I.T.T.
How are you getting in?
MICHAEL
I'm picking the lock.
K.I.T.T.
That's illegal, Michael.
MICHAEL
So is the way I parked.
Michael exits K.I.T.T.
EXT. ARMORBILT - DOOR
Michael uses his lock pick to gain entrance.
OMITTED
ANOTHER ANGLE - ARMORBILT CARRIAGE WORKS - NIGHT
As Michael enters and makes his way between the vehicles
parked inside, he stops next to the only one that is covered.
He whips back the cloth cover revealing the limousine --
or what's left of it... The driver's door is gone.
MICHAEL
(via comlink)
Kitt?
K.I.T.T.
Yes, Michael?
MICHAEL
They've beaten us to it, pal. The
door's gone.
K.I.T.T.
What are you going to do now?
MICHAEL
Find it.
ANOTHER ANGLE
as Michael moves about the area. He rolls aside a long
tack board covered with engineering drawings -- nothing
behind it. He crosses to:
A LARGE REFUSE BIN
Lifts the top; peers inside. Nothing. He is about to walk
away. He pauses; turns back; rolls the refuse bin aside --
nothing behind it too. He stands puzzled for a few beats.
His eyes return to the limousine and we go to:
ANOTHER ANGLE - LIMOUSINE
as Michael crosses to it; opens the trunk and looks inside.
He pauses, dismayed; closes it, shaking his head.
MICHAEL
Run a Chem-Scan of the area. Look for
compounds left by a warhead when it
detonates.
INTERCUT - K.I.T.T.'S MONITOR AS NEEDED
as a schematic three-dimensional computer graphic of the
complex appears, and is rotated on various axis.
K.I.T.T.
The interaction of explosive materials
commonly used in mobile-launched
missiles deposits, a residue of
hexo-cy-clonite, Michael.
The graphic on the monitor stops rotating and holds on an
area, where a flashing indicator indicates the presence and
location of the chemical residue, and we:
RESUME MICHAEL
as he reacts to ---
K.I.T.T.
I'm picking up a high concentration
in that area above you.
Michael crosses from the limo and moves up the stairs into
the parts department and down an aisle to a stack of
tarpaulins used to cover the larger vehicles, tanks, etc.
Michael pulls a few aside revealing the punctured limousine
door behind it.
CLOSE ON THE DOOR OF THE LIMOUSINE
The gaping hole in the sheet metal and ruptured armor plating
behind it. Michael runs his hand over the twisted surface,
then holds his comlink near a section of the armor plate.
MICHAEL
(continuing)
-- Analyze the composition of this
armor plate and compare it to standard
tech specs.
INTERCUT - K.I.T.T.'S MONITOR AS NEEDED
As a multicolored graphic depicting a density/hardness/
thickness analysis builds across the screen.
K.I.T.T.
The material in question is of proper
thickness, but has a highly porous
molecular structure. I'm getting a
density/hardness reading barely one
fourth the grade specified.
MICHAEL
That sure explains how the missile
pierced it.
INTERCUT - K.I.T.T.'S CONSOLE
As the printer begins spitting out a copy of the graphic
on the monitor, a surveillance warning light starts
flashing.
K.I.T.T.
Michael, my scanners are indicating
someone else is on the premises.
RESUME MICHAEL
MICHAEL
Thanks, buddy.
as Michael heads for the door ---
A FIGURE
lunges out of the darkness.
MICHAEL
whirls in reaction and is able to partially block the blow.
But the force of it knocks Michael to the ground.
THE ATTACKER
dives at Michael. He rolls aside. They scramble to their
feet in the darkness grappling with each other for a hand
hold. Michael throws a punch; blocks one and connects
again, and we:
RESUME THE SCENE - WIDE
as both men freeze in reaction to the sudden blast of
headlights that illuminate the scene, revealing Michael's
attacker to be Hank Kagan and we go to:
ANOTHER ANGLE - HANSON'S SPORTS CAR
as it pulls into a shop. Hanson and Lilah get out leaving
motor running and headlights on.
HANSON
What's going on, Hank?
KAGAN
I came back to check out the limousine
for tomorrow's demo and found him
sneaking around.
MICHAEL
You always shoot first and ask ques-
tions later, Kagan?
HANSON
I've got one you can answer -- What
are you doing here?
MICHAEL
Looking for proof what happened to
that limo wasn't an accident.
LILAH
What? That's ridiculous.
HANSON
There was a thorough investigation.
MICHAEL
The armor plate in the door of that
limo was so below spec you could use
it to wrap sandwiches.
Hanson reddens; surges forward angrily.
HANSON
That's a powerful accusation.
MICHAEL
Your word, Hanson. Not mine.
LILAH
Ease up, Gene. He hasn't proved a
thing. He's a driver. He's got a gas
tank for a brain, a tail pipe for a
mouth, and ---
MICHAEL
(interrupting)
And I've spent enough time behind the
wheel to know when I'm on the right
track.
HANSON
You trying to say something?
MICHAEL
I just said it.
Michael burns a look from Lilah to Hanson and we:
CUT TO
EXT. ARMORBILT - DAY - TO ESTABLISH
INT. DESIGN/DRAFTING ROOM - DAY
as Michael and Mel move between the drafting tables.
MEL
(puzzled)
We buy one grade of armor plate. From
Blacksteel Fabricators. We use it on
all our vehicles.
MICHAEL
Somebody ordered a different grade.
We'll find out who.
MEL
(beat)
Maybe we're going too far with all
this. Suppose it doesn't work? What
if the buyers come back and we still
don't make the sale?
MICHAEL
We're turning this thing around, Mel.
I thought you'd be excited?
Mel smiles at him, a little chagrinned; uncertain.
MEL
I am, Michael. I don't mean to appear
ungrateful. It's just that I -- I
don't know -- I'm ---
Mel turns away from Michael; steps closer to the windows. He
follows after her; catches up. Mel nods, and he gently turns
her back towards him. She pulls a sleeve across her eyes;
buries her face in his shoulder as he hugs her comfortingly.
ANOTHER ANGLE - CLOSER - FAVORING MEL
as she looks up moist eyed, she nods. A beat before ---
MEL
(softly)
It's not that I'm afraid for myself...
(beat)
...it's the others. In the beginning
when it didn't look like we had a
chance, I was the one who kept it
alive. I built up everyone's hopes.
I feel responsible.
MICHAEL
You did those people a favor, Mel.
And believe me, they know it.
MEL
What if it all comes apart again?
ON MICHAEL
MICHAEL
I'm here to make sure it doesn't....
Mel thanks him with a smile. They hold a long look and we:
CUT TO
EXT. ROLLING TERRAIN - HIGHWAY - DAY - TO ESTABLISH
as we pan across and pick up K.I.T.T. traveling, we hear ---
MICHAEL'S VOICE
What I need to know, Devon ---
INSIDE K.I.T.T. - DAY - TRAVELING
MICHAEL
(continuing)
-- is who ordered the steel kit
analyzed from Blacksteel Fabricators.
INTERCUT - K.I.T.T.'S MONITOR SCREEN
to see Devon.
DEVON
I'll have Bonnie get right on it.
What will you be doing in the mean-
time?
MICHAEL
Demonstrating a limo for a group of
buyers. If Armorbilt makes the sale,
the employee buyout is still alive.
DEVON
I see --
(muses)
You know, Michael, I recall asking you
to evaluate the case at Armorbilt, not
take over the employee buyout program.
MICHAEL
Hard to do one without getting involved
in the other.
DEVON
(knowing smile)
I had a suspicion Mel Mitchell might
have that effect on you.
MICHAEL
It also occurred to me this might not
be the first limo to come off Hanson's
assembly line with inferior grade armor.
DEVON
Are you thinking a review of the
well-being of past clients might be
in order?
MICHAEL
Exactly what I'm thinking.
OMITTED
EXT. ARMORBILT TEST TRACK - DAY
as K.I.T.T. approaches and pulls into the parking area. As
Michael parks and gets out ---
MICHAEL
(continuing)
The run's scheduled for ten o'clock,
Kitt. Gives you plenty of time to
do a complete structural analysis --
start with the driver's door.
K.I.T.T.
I'll get started right away, Michael.
As Michael walks off past the test van where Mel and the
other employees are gathered, Deskey spots him.
DESKEY
Hey? Hey there?! Got a minute to
do some negotiation ---
Deskey lets the sentence trail off as Michael joins the
buyers and Hanson before Deskey can get his attention.
K.I.T.T.
I certainly do, Eddie.
Deskey turns toward K.I.T.T. in reaction.
DESKEY
Son-of-a-gun. That's a great intercom
you got there. You do some serious
thinking 'bout what I said yesterday?
Deskey leans to K.I.T.T. to do some serious talking and we
go to:
ANOTHER ANGLE - FAVORING LIMOUSINE
where Michael joins Hanson, Lilah, Kleiser, Corelli and the
other buyers who are collected around the vehicle.
KLEISER
I'm afraid we'll be starting a little
sooner than we had anticipated.
MICHAEL
The test was scheduled for ten?
HANSON
You promised these people a demonstra-
tion.
MICHAEL
I'd like some time to walk the track.
HANSON
Are you saying you can't handle it?
MICHAEL
I can handle it, Hanson. Let's go.
Michael crosses toward the limo and we:
RESUME K.I.T.T. AND DESKEY
DESKEY
I'm a little gun shy 'cause my financing
hinges on this buyout going through.
And I'm used to dealin' face to face.
K.I.T.T.
I understand, but as a very wise
fellow once said, Eddie -- bid now
or forever hold your peace.
DESKEY
Okay, assuming it all works out,
what would you say to ---
MICHAEL
(interrupting)
Kitt? I need you, Kitt.
K.I.T.T.
I'm right here, Michael.
K.I.T.T. drives off leaving Deskey baffled and we go to:
INTERCUT - INSIDE THE LIMO ON TEST TRACK - MICHAEL
is behind the wheel of the luxurious, stretched limo. Michael
talks via comlink.
MICHAEL
They moved up the test time. I'm
moving onto the track now.
K.I.T.T.
I'll accelerate my computations.
INTERCUT - MICHAEL'S HAND
as he moves the comlink across the inside of the limo's door.
INTERCUT - K.I.T.T.'S SCREEN
as it comes to life and a schematic drawing of the door
traces out and starts rotating as K.I.T.T. starts his
analysis and we:
INTERCUT - BLEACHERS
where Hanson, Lilah and the buyers wait in anticipation.
THE URBAN TERRORIST CONTROL VEHICLE
rolls forward. The rocket launcher tracks the limo.
EXT. ARMORBILT TEST TRACK - DAY
as the limousine rockets down a straightaway and heads into
the esses.
K.I.T.T.
(alarmed)
My analysis indicates the armor plate
in the door is the same inferior grade
I tested last night.
RESUME - MICHAEL INSIDE THE LIMOUSINE
His reaction.
THE UTCV ROCKET LAUNCHER
as it fires. The missile takes off across the terrain,
homing in on the limousine. We hold a beat and then we:
FADE OUT
END OF ACT TWO
ACT THREE
FADE IN
EXT. ARMORBILT TEST TRACK - DAY - THE MISSILE - CONTINUOUS
rockets over the terrain at high speed, and we are:
ON THE TEST TRACK
The limousine comes flying out of the esses.
LILAH, HANSON AND THE BUYERS
watching with expectation.
THE TEST VAN
Mel and other employees watching nervously, hopefully.
THE LIMOUSINE
rockets down a straightaway.
K.I.T.T.
ETA four point three-six-eight
seconds, Michael.
INSIDE THE LIMOUSINE - MICHAEL
is now maneuvering the car into an upcoming turn.
MICHAEL
Can you override the guidance system?
INTERCUT - K.I.T.T.'S MONITOR - AS NEEDED
A graphic of the test track depicted. The limousine
represented by a moving rectangular symbol and the missile
by an arrow that is homing in on it.
K.I.T.T.
Not enough time!
MICHAEL
Then it's precise timing and
teamwork, pal.
K.I.T.T.
Three - two - one ---
MICHAEL
Zero!
As he shouts out zero, Michael floors the accelerator,
whips the steering wheel to the right and:
THE LIMOUSINE
dives behind a grassy knoll, an eyeblink before:
THE MISSILE
slams into the knoll and explodes.
INTERCUT - HANSON, LILAH AND BUYERS
reactions. The buyers clearly impressed. Hanson can't
believe his eyes; a frustrated look to Lilah during ---
KLEISER
That's what I call tactical maneuver-
ability!
CORELLI
An incredible evasive reaction!
INTERCUT - MICHAEL IN LIMOUSINE
When the missile explodes, he lets out a long breath
before ---
MICHAEL
(into comlink)
We cut that one pretty close, pal.
K.I.T.T.
I know, Michael.
MICHAEL
But we sure showed 'em what this
limousine can do.
OMITTED
RESUME THE SCENE
As smoke from the explosion curls to the sky in the b.g.
The limousine pulls to a stop next to Hanson and Lilah who
come from the bleachers. The window rolls down, revealing
Michael.
MICHAEL
Guess a defective missile slipped
through the old net this time, huh?
Michael breaks into a knowing smile. Hanson burns.
Michael gets out of the limo.
INTERCUT - TEST VAN
Mel and the employee group, thoroughly enjoying this and
we go to:
OMITTED
RESUME MICHAEL, HANSON AND LILAH
as Kleiser, Corelli and the other buyers join them. The
UTCV in the b.g.
CORELLI
(smiles)
Well -- a most -- impressive demon-
stration.
LILAH
(off look to
Hanson)
Yes, lately, they all seem to have a
surprise ending.
MICHAEL
You gentlemen ready to do some
business, now?
KLEISER
(considers)
I would say some discussion is in
order.
CORELLI
Yes, and along with the limousines,
perhaps we should consider obtaining
one of these also.
He gestures to the UTCV behind them. Hanson forces a smile.
HANSON
Sure. Why not. But under the
circumstances, maybe we'd be more
comfortable in my office.
Hanson starts to direct them aside. Michael stops them
with ---
MICHAEL
Just one second, folks ---
(beat)
I'm sure you're all familiar with
the Armorbilt, ironclad guarantee?
KLEISER
Certainly. It was part of the
specification package we assembled.
MICHAEL
Good, because if I were you, I'd
want to be dealing with the new
people who'll be backing it up --
not the old ones who screwed it up.
Kleiser, Corelli and the group ad-lib positive reactions.
Michael takes Kleiser and Corelli by the arm and directs
them aside.
MICHAEL
Right this way, folks ---
Hanson is about to further confront Michael, but Lilah
stops him with a look and moves him away.
ANOTHER ANGLE - FAVORING K.I.T.T.
as Deskey approaches.
DESKEY
Okay big fella, get on your intercom
and hear this --
(beat)
That sure was a nifty move you put
on me, before, and I ---
K.I.T.T.
(interrupting)
Would you explain what you are implying
by that, Eddie?
DESKEY
You set me up -- got me to the point
of making an offer, then slammed the
door. I hope you don't pull it again.
K.I.T.T.
On the contrary, I am extremely
interested in what you have to say.
DESKEY
Now you're starting to talk business ---
Deskey moves in closer; leans in a confidential manner on
K.I.T.T. and prepares to deal, and we go to:
ANOTHER ANGLE - MICHAEL AND BUYERS
as their meeting breaks up; handshakes all around as the
buyers move off. Hanson, Lilah and Mel, who have been
waiting anxiously on the fringes, move in around Michael.
MEL
Well, how'd it go, Michael?
MICHAEL
(thumbs up)
Ninety-nine percent sure they're
going with Armorbilt.
MEL
(brightens)
Great. We can pull it all together,
now.
(to Hanson)
The buyout's back on, Gene.
Hanson and Lilah force smiles and move off ---
MEL
I'm really going to enjoy giving my
fellow stockholders the good news.
Michael holds her back for ---
MICHAEL
Maybe you'd better hold off on that.
(off her look)
Those buyers didn't exactly say
ninety-nine percent. More like
forty-nine. They still want to
check out the other company.
MEL
Then why did you say that?
MICHAEL
To put some pressure on Hanson. I'm
betting he purposely used low-grade
armor to torpedo your sales demon-
strations.
MEL
Why would he do that?
MICHAEL
To stop the buyout. That's what
happened, isn't it?
MEL
(suddenly
realizing)
Then he -- he killed our driver to
stop it.
MICHAEL
(nods)
He just tried it again. If I'm right
he'll be forced to make another move
now. And when he does, I'm going to
nail him.
We hold on Michael's determined look for a beat and then we:
CUT TO
ANOTHER PART OF THE TRACK
where Lilah and Hanson are walking.
LILAH
(angrily)
That's it, Gene. I've had it. I'm
not having any more to do with this.
HANSON
By tonight, neither will I.
(off her look)
I've got it figured. I know just what
I'm going to do.
LILAH
I'm tired of hearing that. I'm
tired of you. Count me out.
She turns and walks off. He pursues her; turns her around.
HANSON
Lilah -- We leave for Switzerland,
tonight. That's a promise. All we
have to do is ---
LILAH
(interrupting)
All you have to do. Get it done and
pick me up here. If you're not back
in an hour, I'm checking out of my
penthouse and heading for the airport.
She eyes him coldly; with finality:
LILAH
One hour.
CUT TO
ANOTHER ANGLE - FAVORING K.I.T.T.
Deskey is standing back, scratching his head.
DESKEY
You know, that intercom sure changes
the sound of your voice.
K.I.T.T.
You're getting off the track, Eddie;
I believe you were about to make me
an offer I can't refuse.
DESKEY
Well, what would you say to ---
Michael steps in front of Deskey as he crosses to K.I.T.T.,
opens the door and gets in.
MICHAEL
(interrupting)
'Scuse me, good buddy.
Michael slams the door, and drives off before Deskey can
get out a word.
DESKEY
Hey, Hey, I'm not done talking yet ---
Deskey watches Michael drive off, then crosses to his car.
CUT TO
INSIDE K.I.T.T.
traveling.
K.I.T.T.
That fellow just refuses to give up,
Michael.
MICHAEL
Not now, Kitt. Get me Devon.
K.I.T.T.
(continuing)
He seems intent on acquiring my
services -- in perpetuity and ---
MICHAEL
Kitt ---
K.I.T.T.
(continuing)
And I was just wondering, if we were
trapped in the bowels of the earth
just prior to an underground nuclear
test and ---
MICHAEL
Your worth would have plummeted like
a rock, okay?! Now, get me Devon.
K.I.T.T.'S SCREEN
comes alive and we see Devon appear in his Foundation
office.
MICHAEL
Hello, Devon ---
DEVON
Michael. I was just about to contact
you.
MICHAEL
Got something on who ordered the
inferior grade armor from Blacksteel
Fabricators?
DEVON
Yes, and thanks to your suggestion,
we've also acquired some data on
Mr. Hanson you'll find most enlight-
ening. Bonnie is on her way to meet
you in the semi and give you the
details.
OMITTED
EXT. HIGHWAY - SEMI - DAY - STOCK
The ramp lowers. Michael drives K.I.T.T. up into the semi.
INT. SEMI - TRAVELING
Michael gets out of K.I.T.T. and crosses to Bonnie at the
computer console. As they talk we see purchase orders
flash on monitor, each bears Hanson's signature.
BONNIE
You were right, Michael -- Every one
of those Blacksteel purchase orders ---
MICHAEL
-- Signed by Eugene Hanson.
BONNIE
More than one of Hanson's past
clients didn't get the protection
they paid for. I cross-checked a
list of Armorbilt clients against
global assassination attempts.
MICHAEL
Don't tell me -- a lot of the targets
were killed in Armorbilt limos.
BONNIE
Too many -- for it to be coincidental.
Devon checked his international con-
tacts. The word is, Hanson's been
taking massive payoffs from radical
factions ---
MICHAEL
(putting it
together)
-- to install low-grade armor in
vehicles he supplies to people on
their hit lists.
BONNIE
You got it.
MICHAEL
He's on my list now.
BONNIE
He's a ruthless, cold-blooded killer,
Michael ---
MICHAEL
(anticipating)
Be careful. I know.
BONNIE
With somebody like Hanson that may
not be enough.
Michael digests this for a beat; nods his appreciation to
Bonnie and we:
CUT TO
CLOSE ON A STACK OF CURRENCY
as Hanson takes it out of an attache case and we hear ---
HANSON'S VOICE
Twenty-five thousand dollars, Mel ---
INT. HANSON'S OFFICE - DAY
as Hanson holds the money out to Mel.
MEL
Twenty-five thousand for what?
HANSON
You're the sparkplug behind this buy-
out. You started it. If you pull out
you'll end it.
MEL
(puzzled)
Why?
HANSON
That's not your concern. I'm running
out of time. Fifty thousand dollars
-- final offer.
MEL
What's happening here? Money is not
what this is all about.
HANSON
I want a yes or no, now.
MEL
Then it's 'no.'
HANSON
In that case, you've forced my hand.
(beat)
You can buy your kid a lot with
fifty thousand dollars. Or would
you rather take a loan out for his
funeral?
MEL
Let me get this straight. Are you
threatening my child?
Hanson holds her look, says nothing.
MEL
I don't believe you....
HANSON
Believe it.
On Mel's look, we:
CUT TO
EXT. ARMORBILT CARRIAGE WORKS - DAY
as K.I.T.T. approaches and pulls into the parking area.
Michael gets out and crosses toward the buildings:
OMITTED
EXT. ARMORBILT - NEW ANGLE - MICHAEL
as he enters the Armorbilt building. Camera pulls back to:
MEL
at her car ready to leave, watching Michael, a concerned
look on her face.
OMITTED
INT. ARMORBILT RECEPTION AREA
Michael walks in, heading for Hanson's office.
HANSON'S VOICE
Just the man I've been looking for.
ANOTHER ANGLE - FAVORING HANSON
MICHAEL
Took the words right out of my mouth.
Hanson levels a gun at Michael.
HANSON
That's not all I'm going to say.
FADE OUT
END OF ACT THREE
ACT FOUR
FADE IN
EXT. ARMORBILT - DAY - ESTABLISHING
INT. ARMORBILT GARAGE
Michael is faced by Hanson who keeps the gun leveled....
MICHAEL
What are you figuring on now, Hanson?
Blowing me up inside the garage won't
fall into your pattern of accidents....
HANSON
And going to prison doesn't fall into
my pattern of living...Turn around and
you can buy yourself an extra five
minutes of life....
Michael holds a beat, then turns.
HANSON
Now move forward....
Michael takes a few steps forward and then is shoved forward
and into:
OMITTED
INT. ARMORBILT PAINT DRYING CHAMBER
Michael spins from across the room to still face the gun
leveled at him by Hanson....
MICHAEL'S POINT OF VIEW ON HANSON
as he shuts the first side of the dual door....
HANSON
It takes four minutes to heat dry and
seal the paint on a car...Temperature
in here should cook you in about thirty
seconds....
Hanson slams the second door shut....
ON MICHAEL
He scans the inside of the room...It is barren, a clean-white
dustless and hermetically sealed room...Infrared and/or micro-
wave lights point down at the room seemingly all aimed at
Michael...Michael moves to the door, tries them...They are
locked....
DOOR WINDOW - MICHAEL
peering out, then reacting....
MICHAEL'S POINT OF VIEW THROUGH WINDOW
Hanson moving towards a bank of controls across the room....
RESUME MICHAEL
as he crosses from the vehicle to the window in the door
and talks into his comlink.
MICHAEL
Kitt? Talk to me.
INTERCUT - K.I.T.T.'S CONSOLE
K.I.T.T.
I hear you, Michael.
A schematic of the building spins on K.I.T.T.'s screen.
The paint chamber identified by a flashing Knight chesspiece.
MICHAEL
I got problems, Kitt....
K.I.T.T.
(continuing)
Your comlink signal indicates you
are locked in a hermetically sealed
chamber, Michael. You have enough
air for over two hours....
MICHAEL
Maybe, but I can be burned to a crisp
in thirty seconds....
K.I.T.T.
I'm on my way....
INSERT - K.I.T.T. - STOCK
switches on, drive lever moving, accelerator pedal lights,
etc....
INT. ARMORBILT GARAGE
Hanson is at a control panel at the far end of the
garage...He reaches for one which starts the motor of a
support generator...We hear the sound of it starting as
Hanson's hand moves to another switch clearly labeled
INFRA RED TEMP. CONTROL....
ANGLE
Mel races across the garage...She sees what Hanson is about
to do and screams out.
MEL
No!! Stop it, Hanson!!
HANSON
Her scream causes Hanson to delay and turn in surprise...He
is suddenly thrown away from the panel, as she launches
herself and lands on his back in a clumsy clawing
fashion....
CLOSE ON K.I.T.T.
As his engine comes to life, the revs build to a deafening
roar, the wheels spin, and K.I.T.T. burns rubber as he
takes off....
WIDER - K.I.T.T.
taking off at high speed across the grounds and headed for
the garage....
INT. GARAGE
Hanson flips Mel around and off his back, swipes her
solidly with a cross-hand blow...She is knocked across the
floor and lays there.
HANSON
He reaches for the switch again...Flips it on....
K.I.T.T.
crossing the open area and headed directly for:
ANGLE - STEEL ROLL-UP DOOR
K.I.T.T. speeds to it and:
HANSON
hits the TEMP. switch...The generator revs to a higher
pitch....
CHAMBER
The infrared lights start to build up heat....
MICHAEL
The red glow reflecting off his face...He pulls up his
jacket collar to protect his face....
INSERT - THERMOMETER
As the temperature quickly exceeds 110....
INT. GARAGE - STEEL DOOR
As K.I.T.T. explodes through it...Fragments of steel door
and framing fly through the air....
HANSON
A stunned look on his face....
K.I.T.T.
screeches to a stop...His sensors scanning the area....
MICHAEL
peering through the small window in the chamber, starting
to show the effects of the infrared heat....
HANSON
Recovering quickly, he shoves a speed jack under the rear
wheels of K.I.T.T., and giving it a quick jerk, K.I.T.T.'s
wheels are off the ground.
K.I.T.T.
His wheels spinning helplessly....
HANSON
moves away from K.I.T.T. and exits.
MICHAEL
Seeing what's happening through the window...He speaks into
the comlink....
MICHAEL
Kitt...The generator...Jam it....
INT. K.I.T.T.
The lights and dials react in their proper order.
MICHAEL (V.O.)
I'm running out of seconds, Kitt.
K.I.T.T.
I've got it, Michael...Jamming....
MICHAEL
starting to fade...He sinks from the window and its red
glow.
K.I.T.T.
All his circuits going....
GENERATOR
continuing to pump out its extra source of electricity,
then a small fizzle and some smoke, then a flash of
electric-short circuiting, then the generator seizes and
stops....
CHAMBER
Michael almost out of it...Looks up at the thermometer....
INSERT - THERMOMETER
It holds at 170, then slowly starts to drop....
MICHAEL
The look of relief and then he sinks down to the ground...
His face no longer visible in the window....
K.I.T.T.
His own circuits now turn down.
K.I.T.T.
Michael...Michael...Are you all
right??
His question is met by silence...K.I.T.T. spins his wheels
again in frustration, unsuccessfully trying to free him-
self....
INT. K.I.T.T. - CONSOLE
A warning blip appears on the console screen...K.I.T.T.
scans immediately and the image of Mel appears in on the
screen as she tries to sit upright....
MEL
off to the side and regaining...She shows a little damage
from her scuffle with Hanson...Then K.I.T.T.'s voice over
his loudspeaker...firmly....
K.I.T.T.
I've Med Scanned you, Melanie. Just
a few bruises...Now get on your
feet....
Mel reacts, not sure of where the voice is coming from, but
staggers to her feet.
K.I.T.T.
To your left...The heat chamber...
Open that door....
Mel wavers a little....
K.I.T.T.
Not now!! Open the door, then you
have my permission to faint....
The sign of weakness angers Mel...She glares at K.I.T.T.,
moves to the door and is barely able to open it...but
does...She flinches from the heat....
K.I.T.T.
Thank you, Melanie, sorry I yelled at
you....
Mel's look...then she moves in to help Michael out...He
moves immediately to a work sink (or hose) and gulps down
water....
MICHAEL/MEL
He looks over to K.I.T.T., gives him a smile and a thumbs
up sign to assure him he's okay...Then turns to Mel....
MICHAEL
I'm glad you were around....
MEL
Not all the time...I left you out on
a limb for a few minutes....
MICHAEL
You remembered in time....
They hold for a beat, then Michael reacts....
MICHAEL
on the move...He goes over to K.I.T.T.
K.I.T.T.
Are you injured, Michael?
MICHAEL
No, just a little tanned. But you seem
to be up in the air over this, pal.
K.I.T.T.
It's no joking matter. I find this
posture humiliating.
Michael releases the speed jack...K.I.T.T. drops the six inches
to the ground...Lets out a sigh.
K.I.T.T.
Oh, that feels good...Thank you,
Michael.
The door opens and Michael gets inside...Starts the engine.
MICHAEL
I'll be back. Take good care of
your business.
K.I.T.T. zips out of the garage through the smashed door....
MEL
Her look....
OMITTED
EXT. ARMORBILT CARRIAGE WORKS - DAY
K.I.T.T. explodes out of the opening he blasted through
earlier, and we hear ---
MICHAEL'S VOICE
Let 'er rip.
K.I.T.T. pauses a beat, then explodes into turbo mode.
INSIDE K.I.T.T. - MICHAEL
is snapped back against his seat by the acceleration.
MICHAEL
Scan the area, see if you can pick up
Hanson.
K.I.T.T.
There was a car in the area when I
came in...It's not there now....
MICHAEL
Then find it....
INSERT - K.I.T.T.'S MONITOR
as the Map Scan appears...then a moving red dot that
designates the location....
K.I.T.T.
There he is, Michael...West on
Route 4....
MICHAEL
The test track...Let's get him, Kitt.
I've got a little going-away present
I want to deliver in person.
EXT. K.I.T.T.
as it picks up more speed....
OMITTED
K.I.T.T.'S SPEEDOMETER
The digital readout climbs over the two fifty mark, and we:
CUT TO
OMITTED
EXT. TEST TRACK - DAY
Hanson skids to a stop near the track office...Lilah exits
...Checks her watch....
LILAH
You cut it pretty close...I was two
minutes away from heading for the
penthouse....
HANSON
You'll be glad you didn't...I brought
along a little extra pocket money for
our trip....
She leans in the car to smile pleasantly at the wad of
money in the open case...She opens the door to get in, then
reacts....
LILAH'S POINT OF VIEW OVER ROOF OF CAR
Michael and K.I.T.T. speeding towards them....
LILAH
Unless that's your travel agent,
you've got some trouble coming....
ANGLE
Hanson reacts, seems about to speed away, then he looks
over to....
HANSON
He's supposed to be dead.
THE UTCV
looking ominous....
HANSON
He gets out of the car, moves towards it....
HANSON
This time there won't be any margin
for error.
Hanson is out of the car and races to the UTCV and climbs
in....
K.I.T.T.'S/MICHAEL'S POINT OF VIEW THROUGH WINDSHIELD
as they approach they see Hanson crawling into the UTCV....
K.I.T.T.
Michael, I'm sure you're aware of
the armament of that vehicle....
MICHAEL
I'm very aware...You watch for the
missiles, I'll cover the rest....
THE UTCV
It roars to life, starts to move, swiveling towards Michael
and K.I.T.T....The missiles are aimed towards the approaching
K.I.T.T....
K.I.T.T.
moves onto the test track.
K.I.T.T.
My scanners indicate he isn't carrying
missiles, Michael.
MICHAEL
He's got plenty of other things for
us.
INT. UTCV
Hanson, intent on his target...He fires the fifty caliber
machine guns.
CLOSE ON MACHINE GUNS
blasting away.
K.I.T.T.
The bullets hitting, sparking and ricocheting off steel and
glass.
INT. K.I.T.T.
K.I.T.T.
Michael, we're driving right into
his line of fire.
MICHAEL
Hang in there, pal....
SCENE
K.I.T.T. accelerates. Michael skids K.I.T.T. around the
UTCV, coming in behind it.
HANSON - UTCV
He mumbles under his breath, accelerates away.
INT. K.I.T.T.
Michael intent on his driving...Pursuing the UTCV.
K.I.T.T.
He seems to be running, Michael.
MICHAEL
Don't be too sure of that, good
buddy.
SCENE
K.I.T.T. speeds in behind the UTCV, getting close....
HANSON - UTCV
Using a sight, he hits another series of switches....
ANGLE ON UTCV
Small projectiles fly from the grenade launchers at the
rear of the UTCV....
K.I.T.T.
driving through the series of grenade explosions, flame and
debris covering the car, but not slowing it....
INT. K.I.T.T.
K.I.T.T.
I don't like surprises, Michael....
MICHAEL
Me either, what's he got left....
K.I.T.T.
Fifty-caliber machine guns and over
six tons of armor plate....
MICHAEL
Then let's round him up....
Michael jams down on the gas pedal....
K.I.T.T.
I'm sure you have a plan...
(beat)
Don't you....
MICHAEL
(we never
know)
Don't I always?
SCENE
Michael heads for the UTCV...Hanson appears out of the
turret.
ON THE UTCV MACHINE GUNS
as the tandem-mounted fifties come to life, firing rapid
bursts, and we are:
K.I.T.T.
The hits sparking off his body....
INSIDE K.I.T.T. - MICHAEL
reacts as the rounds ricochet off K.I.T.T.'s windshield
without leaving a scratch. He turns the steering wheel and
begins to maneuver K.I.T.T. away from the knoll, across the
shoulder and around the UTCV.
OMITTED
RESUME THE SCENE
as Michael steers K.I.T.T. down the road and cuts at an
angle past the UTCV. Hanson wheels around and pursues at
high speed, still firing and we go to:
ANOTHER ANGLE - FAVORING RAVINE
A sharp dropoff bordered by parallel sections of the
roadway where it switches back on itself. As K.I.T.T.
accelerates and angles off the road toward the ravine and
Hanson continues his pursuit in the UTCV ---
MICHAEL (V.O.)
Okay, Kitt, reach down and give me
everything you've got.
The car roars forward....
OMITTED
CUTS - TEST TRACK
K.I.T.T. speeds through the gulley while being peppered by
the fifties from the UTCV....
Michael shoots out of the gulley and spins a ninety-degree
turn away from the gulley.
Hanson still in the turret of the UTCV has to follow into
the gulley before he can come out and chase Michael...He's
caught in that narrow alley-like road....
Michael gets a short distance away and makes another ninety-
degree turn which puts him perpendicular to the gulley and
the moving UTCV....
The turret of the UTCV appearing just over the gulley, Hanson
with the turret turned, fires at Michael as he moves....
Michael guns the engine and heads right for the tank...
bullets spark off K.I.T.T.'s body....
ON HANSON
in the turret, keeping up a steady fire....
K.I.T.T.
headed directly for the UTCV.
HANSON
The look of panic on his face as he realizes what Michael
is about to do....
SCENE
Michael crosses the gulley slicing off the fifties and a
chunk of the turret...and lands K.I.T.T. on the other
side...The UTCV comes to a screeching halt...Michael spins
a 180 and heads down the gulley to face the UTCV head on...
He jams on his brakes....
HILLSIDE
Lilah sees the defeat of her man. She throws Hanson a
sarcastic kiss; quickly scrambles into her car and drives
off....
MICHAEL'S POINT OF VIEW THROUGH WINDSHIELD
The UTCV is silent, nothing left for it to fight with....
K.I.T.T.
He's disarmed...Nothing left....
Michael is out of the car.
SCENE
Michael hops up on the UTCV and yanks open the hatch,
reaches down and pulls out a scared and beaten Hanson...He
eyes Hanson a beat...then:
MICHAEL
I have this truck for you...It's
grey with bars on the windows, an
average motor, mediocre driver and
some printing on the side that says
Department of Corrections...You'll
love the view.
Hanson's look....
Michael meets it....
EXT. ARMORBILT - DAY
as K.I.T.T. drives into the courtyard area and pulls to
a stop. Mel is waiting outside.
INSIDE K.I.T.T.
Hanson in the seat next to Michael.
MICHAEL
Keep an eye on him, Kitt.
K.I.T.T.
Oh, he'll be here when you get
back, Michael.
THE SCENE
MEL
Michael? You all right?
MICHAEL
Fine. I'll be going home tonight,
he won't.
Michael gestures to Hanson.
MEL
(wistfully)
Yeah, I guess that ties everything
up, doesn't it.
MICHAEL
Not quite -- I haven't had a chance
to tell you how attractive you are
without that welding mask.
MEL
Don't make me blush. I'm the
president of a company now.
MICHAEL
Not until the board of directors
meets.
MEL
(smiles)
In that case, I have a few minutes --
MICHAEL
I was counting on it.
He moves forward and kisses her.
FREEZE FRAME
END OF ACT FOUR
TAG
FADE IN
EXT. PLUSH HOTEL - DAY
A sleek stretch limo pulls up in front of the entrance...
and parks....
ANGLE
Lilah exits the hotel with the attache case containing the
money and a small suitcase...She hurries to the limo and
gets in.
INT. LIMO
Lilah settles into the backseat with a sigh of relief,
clutches the attache case to add to her security...Then
speaks to the driver....
LILAH
International Airport...I have to be
there in thirty minutes....
ANGLE ON DRIVER'S SECTION
The separating window slides down and a smiling Michael
Knight turns to answer....
MICHAEL
Not likely...Would you settle for
Police Headquarters and I'll drive
through the park getting there....
ON LILAH
Her reaction...then she opens the attache case, showing the
money....
LILAH
I have two hundred and fifty thousand
dollars here...I'm willing to pay
half for the airport trip....
Michael eyes her a bit...Talks into his comlink....
MICHAEL
You hear that, Kitt?
INTERCUT - K.I.T.T.
parked a short distance away from the limo...the lights
flashing....
K.I.T.T.
Well, Michael, now we know what you're
worth, does she want to make me an
offer...?
LILAH
(hearing)
I have another twenty-five thousand
for your friend....
MICHAEL
(enjoying)
What about it, Kitt?
K.I.T.T.
I find that offer unacceptable...I'd
rather the drive through the park....
ON MICHAEL
He smiles at Lilah.
MICHAEL
You've offended him...I guess you go
to jail....
SCENE
The limo pulls away from the curb...K.I.T.T. follows along.
K.I.T.T.
Michael....
MICHAEL
Yes, Kitt....
K.I.T.T.
(upset)
That offer she made...
(beat)
Do you think she knows I'm air-
conditioned...?
ON MICHAEL
His laugh....
FREEZE FRAME
FADE OUT
THE END
