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KNIGHT RIDER: RETURN TO CADIZ

EXEC. PRODUCERS: Glen A. Larson, Robert Foster
SUPV. PRODUCER: Joel Rogosin
CO-PRODUCERS: Stephen Downing, Rob Gilmer

Production #57801
4th Draft - May 9, 1983 (F.R.)

Teleplay: .................. Sonny Mathias
Story: ..................... Larry Forrester
Contributing Writer: ....... Steven Downing
Director: .................. Alan Myerson

                              
                                ACT ONE

     FADE IN

     EXT. UNDERWATER - DEPTH FIFTY FEET - DAY (STOCK)

     Camera prowls the peace and serenity of this underwater
     paradise which makes up Descanto Bay.  We see clumps of 
     coral, a turtle swimming with ease, a school of fish in 
     search of food.

     Then abruptly the peace is shattered.  Fish dart away in 
     all directions, the water becomes wild with movement, haze,
     and bubbles.  And then we see its source:

     BOBBY SHELL (STOCK)

     Twenty-two, good-looking, attired in red scuba gear -- he 
     is swimming at the edge of panic, pulling at each stroke,
     kicking with every ounce of energy he can muster.  His eyes
     behind the face mask bulge with fear; but still he clutches 
     a small tiara encrusted with coral overgrowth.

     An underwater spear flashes past his head and we adjust to 
     the source of Shell's fear.

     TWO WET SUBMARINES (STOCK)

     as they gain on Shell; mounted in prone positions are their 
     operators, Karl Roessler, thirty-five, a bulky diver
     dressed in black scuba gear, and his thief-in-training, Axel
     Wicks, also dressed in black scuba gear.  Wicks fires a 
     second spear and it, too, barely misses Bobby.

     NEW ANGLE (STOCK)

     The wet submarines overtake Shell, hold a beat overhead, 
     and then the two attackers shut down and drop out of their
     underwater vehicles to grab Shell.

     Roessler grabs his arms, pinning him; the tiara drops to 
     the ocean floor.  Wicks takes his air hose and crimps it.
     Shell struggles.  His regulator now useless, pops from his 
     mouth and panic consumes him.  He's strong, he fights, but 
     to no avail...his body goes limp.  His attackers release 
     him and Roessler retrieves the dropped tiara with his right
     hand, which he sees is tattooed with a skull and crossbones,
     and both remount their wet subs.  Hold a beat as Roessler 
     and Wicks skim away into the haze of depth; see Bobby's
     limp form begin to float upward, and:

                                              CUT TO

     EXT. MOUNTAIN ROAD LEADING DOWN TO PACIFIC BEACH - DAY -
     K.I.T.T. - MOVING

     It's bright, clear and the Trans Am moves with grace as it 
     maneuvers through the now flowing curves of this road which
     is beginning to become more narrow and hazardous.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael?

                               MICHAEL (V.O.)
               Yeah, Kitt?

     INT. K.I.T.T. - DAY - MICHAEL - MOVING

     Michael driving, smoothly negotiating the curves.

                               K.I.T.T.
               I detect the odor of fish.

                               MICHAEL
               Good.  That tells me your program 
               is programmed and your senses are 
               sensing.

     A beep-beep-beep is heard and April Curtis comes up on the 
     video screen.

                               APRIL
               Are you ready for the test, Michael?

                               MICHAEL
               If Kitt's ready, I'm ready.

                               APRIL
               Kitt?

                               K.I.T.T.
               I'm glad you asked, April.  In
               light of the extensive micronetics 
               involved in the system interface,
               not to mention ---

                               MICHAEL
                      (grins)
               He's ready.

     EXT. COASTAL ROAD - DESCANTO BAY - DAY - K.I.T.T.

     as the Trans Am enters the coastal road from the mountain
     intersections and roars straight for the pier.

                               K.I.T.T. (V.O.)
               Michael, I would prefer speaking 
               for myself.  In truth, there's a 
               primary aversion involved.

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

                               MICHAEL
               You hate the smell of fish.

                               K.I.T.T.
               I dislike the smell of fish.  I 
               hate salt water.

                               MICHAEL
               Think of it this way.  April wants 
               you to swim and I'm here to take 
               the dive with you.  Hang on to your 
               fenders, pal.

     He hits the pursuit button.

     OMITTED

     EXT. ROAD TO WATER - DAY - K.I.T.T.

     He rockets forward, screaming toward the water.  A beat 
     passes before:

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael!  Abort the test!  Abort!
               My sensors detect a life form in
               distress at three o'clock.

     THE BEACH

     Bobby Shell, in his red wet suit, scuba gear, including
     tanks, regulator, fins, mask, snorkle and B.C., washing up 
     onto the shoreline at the edge of the calm Bay water.

     K.I.T.T.

     turns as Michael veers at the last minute from entering the
     water, and slows the Trans Am through a series of spin outs 
     on the sand, ending near the beached Bobby.  Michael leaps 
     out.

     NEW ANGLE

     Michael moves up to Bobby, turns him over on his back and 
     pulls off the mask.

                               MICHAEL
               Run down his vitals, Kitt!

                               K.I.T.T.
               The object's body chemistry is not 
               within human limits, Michael.  I 
               measure a saturation of nitrogen gas 
               in the body tissues and fluids...
               three point seven eight liters to be 
               exact.  You don't suppose it's an 
               alien....

     Michael hurriedly drags Bobby to the passenger side, strips 
     off his tanks and B.C. to the floorboard, and stuffs him 
     into the seat, as:

                               MICHAEL
               'It' is a scuba diver, Kitt, not an 
               extraterrestrial.  Nitrogen saturation 
               means he has the bends...Get me a 
               scan on the nearest hospital with a 
               decompression chamber.

     The video flashes with K.I.T.T.'s search, as:

     EXT. COASTAL ROAD - DAY

     K.I.T.T. races around a curve, finds the narrow road 
     blocked by a four-wheel drive towing a boat.

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

                               MICHAEL
               How is he, Kitt?  Any better?

                               K.I.T.T.
               His condition is deteriorating, 
               Michael.

     Michael reaches for "Turbo Boost."

     EXT. COAST ROAD - DAY - K.I.T.T.

     The Trans Am flies over the car and boat, hits the open 
     road ahead of them -- tires screeching and smoking:  fast.

     ANGLE - DRIVER IN FOUR-WHEEL

     wide-eyed.

     INT. HOSPITAL - DAY - DOUBLE DOORS

     They burst open.  Bobby is on a gurney, attendants roll it
     along as a pretty young nurse, whom we shall know as Tracy,
     works at keeping him alive.  Michael follows along, as:

                               TRACY
               ...you have no idea if there was 
               any stage decompression?

                               MICHAEL
               You know everything I do.  I just 
               found him on the beach....

                               TRACY
               I knew something like this would 
               happen someday.

     They turn into another corridor, still trucking with them
     toward the decompression chamber room.

                               MICHAEL
               You know him?

                               TRACY
                      (nods)
               Bobby Shell...I went to high school
               with his sister.

     Tracy shakes her head, knowing the ordeal she now has to 
     face as they plow through the double doors to the room 
     labeled "Decompression Chamber."  Hold as the doors flap
     closed, and then:

                                              CUT TO

     EXT. HOSPITAL - DAY - K.I.T.T.

     parked.  We see a young male intern exit the hospital, just
     finishing off a bag of potato chips.  He crumples the bag
     and tosses it on the ground near K.I.T.T.'s front tire.

                               K.I.T.T.
               No littering.

     The intern stops in his tracks, looks around, confused, and
     then grabs the sack and tosses it in a garbage can and 
     starts off again.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Thank you.

     The intern jumps, looks around, and then hurriedly moves 
     away as we adjust to see a ND pickup pull up.  A man of 
     sixty is driving, the passenger is Jennifer Shell, twenty-
     five, fresh, attractive, and at the moment extremely 
     worried.  She alights from the truck, thanks the driver
     MOS and moves quickly into the hospital.

     INT. CHAMBER ROOM - DAY - CLOSE ON MICHAEL

     Adjust to see that Michael is outside the thick window of 
     the 8 x 10 chamber that houses both Bobby Shell, now 
     comatose on a bed, and Tracy, who is now attending to his 
     other medical needs, including IVs, dressings, etc.

     The instruments indicate the chamber is at two atmospheres.

     NEW ANGLE

     Jennifer bursts into the room, moves to the window past 
     Michael.  She looks inside.

                               JENNIFER
               Oh, God...Tracy?  Is he...?

     Tracy looks up, her voice can be heard over a speaker 
     attached near the viewing window.

                               TRACY
               Hi, Jenny...take it easy...I think 
               he'll be all right.  We've got him 
               down to two atmospheres...It'll be 
               awhile before we get back to the 
               surface.

                               JENNIFER
               The bends?  Bobby?  What happened?

                               TRACY
               He came up too fast.  You know Bobby,
               always in a hurry....

                               JENNIFER
               Accidents can happen to anyone, 
               Tracy.

     This defensiveness catches Michael's curious attention.

                               MICHAEL
               Hi, I'm Michael Knight.  I brought 
               Bobby in.  Is he a certified diver?

                               JENNIFER
               He taught scuba at the Y for two 
               years.  Why?

                               MICHAEL
               It looks like he ignored the first 
               commandment.  Never dive alone.

                               JENNIFER
               Thanks for what you did...really.
               For all I know you saved his life.
               Let's just leave it at that, all 
               right?

                               MICHAEL
                      (beat, a 
                       smile)
               All right.

     He leaves.

     OMITTED

     EXT. HOSPITAL - DAY

     Michael crosses to K.I.T.T.

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

     He climbs in, ready to leave when he notices Bobby's tanks,
     regulator and B.C.

                               K.I.T.T.
               You have no idea how unpleasant 
               that odor is, Michael.

                               MICHAEL
               Allow me.

     He picks up the B.C., starts out, heading for the hospital.
     Something drops from the patch pocket in the B.C.

                               K.I.T.T.
               You dropped something.

     Michael picks it up, really paying no attention, glances at 
     it:  it's an encrusted flat oval.  Something about it is 
     unusual.

                               MICHAEL
                      (shrugs)
               Guess Bobby collected shells.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Judging from its surface density,
               the object in question is not a 
               shell.

                               MICHAEL
               Okay, smart guy, what is it?

                               K.I.T.T.
               I believe you're familiar with the 
               procedure, Michael.

     Michael places the object in a small compartment behind a 
     smoked-glass tray.

                               MICHAEL
               It's a shell.

     An electronic buzz commences, lasts for several seconds.
     Then a multicolored spectrographic chart is produced in 
     hard copy.

                               MICHAEL
               Clever.

                               K.I.T.T.
               I thought so.  Spectrographic analysis
               determines it to be an element.  Atomic
               number seventy-nine, atomic weight one
               ninety-six point nine sixty-seven.

     Michael looks at the complex scientific chart.

                               MICHAEL
               English, por favor.

                               K.I.T.T.
               It is the element known as gold.

                               MICHAEL
                      (reacts)
               Gold?

                               K.I.T.T.
               You may examine the object in a more 
               presentable state now, Michael.

     Michael removes the object from the door and we see it has
     now been cleaned.  It is a brilliant hand-hammered gold 
     coin.

                               MICHAEL
                      (low whistle)
               Any idea how old it is?

                               K.I.T.T.
               I can identify and authenticate all
               forms of exchange dating back to the 
               framing of the U.S. Constitution.  My
               data banks have nothing on it,
               Michael.  It's obviously quite old.

                               MICHAEL
               And valuable?

                               K.I.T.T.
               Possibly.  Why?

                               MICHAEL
               It might help explain why an 
               experienced scuba instructor went 
               diving solo.

     Michael looks up to see Jennifer exit the hospital.

                               K.I.T.T.
               I'm not sure I understand your
               logic, Michael.

                               MICHAEL
               Neither am I, Kitt.  Neither am I....

     Michael starts the car and drives to where Jennifer is.  He
     leans to speak to her through the passenger window.

                               MICHAEL
               Need a lift?

     She looks into the car and can't help but respond warmly to 
     his broad smile.

                               JENNIFER
               Your timing is...amazing.

     EXT. COAST HIGHWAY - DAY - K.I.T.T. - MOVING

                               MICHAEL (V.O.)
               I found this in Bobby's Buoyancy
               Compensator.  Any idea where he 
               got it?

     INT. K.I.T.T. - DAY - MICHAEL AND JENNIFER - MOVING

     Jennifer looks at the gold coin, intrigued, puzzled.

                               JENNIFER
               No...is it gold?

                               MICHAEL
                      (nods)
               It's gold.  It's also very old.  If
               it's all right with you I'd like to 
               check it out.

                               JENNIFER
               Why?

                               MICHAEL
               Bobby's been hurt, Jennifer.  Who
               knows what really happened -- or why.

                               JENNIFER
               Bobby had an accident.  Why are you
               suggesting he was doing something 
               wrong?

                               MICHAEL
               I didn't say that.

                               JENNIFER
               I don't know why people always think
               the worst of him.  He goes to South 
               Coast Junior College, he dives for 
               the fish and lobster we serve at the 
               restaurant, he's never been in any 
               real trouble....

                               MICHAEL
               Hey...I have no case to make.

                               JENNIFER
               Then why all the attention?

     Michael picks up Bobby's regulator from the floorboard.  We
     can see a double crimp in it.

                               MICHAEL
               See this regulator hose...it's 
               crimped on both sides.  No rock did 
               that, Jennifer.  No piece of kelp.
               I can't prove it, but my guess is it 
               was done by another diver.

     Hold a beat on her reactions, and:

                                              CUT TO

     EXT. THREE SHELLS RESTAURANT - DAY

     An ocean-front mom and pop-type restaurant.  At the side we
     can see a dive locker which holds dive gear and further down
     at water's edge a tough-looking seaman, about thirty, trying
     to snag a rubber Zodiac boat with an outboard motor in from
     the surf.  We shall know him as Paul Manley.

     K.I.T.T. pulls in, stops.  Push in as Jennifer starts to 
     alight from the car.

     Manley pulls the boat up, waves.

                               MANLEY
               Must've cut loose from Bobby's dive
               spot.  I'll tie her up for you.

                               JENNIFER
               Thanks, Manley.

                               MANLEY
               Everybody's concerned.  How is Bobby?

                               JENNIFER
               They don't know yet.  He's in the 
               decompression chamber at Cates 
               Memorial.

                               MANLEY
               Anything I can do, just you let me 
               know.

     She nods, waves.  Redirects her attention to Michael.

                               JENNIFER
               I'm sorry, I guess I haven't been 
               very grateful.

                               MICHAEL
               It's not required.

                               JENNIFER
               Speaking of lobster, I have one left 
               from Bobby's last dive...do you like 
               lobster?

                               MICHAEL
               Is that an invitation?

     She smiles, nods.

                               JENNIFER
               How about tonight?

     OMITTED

     EXT. F.L.A.G. - DAY - ESTABLISHING

     INT. F.L.A.G. - DEVON'S OFFICE - DAY - CLOSE ON DESK TOP

     Devon is signing a stack of Foundation papers.  During the 
     following, pull back to include Michael hovering over his 
     desk and April hovering over him.

                               APRIL
               Michael, is this your way of saying 
               you aborted Kitt's amphibious test?!

                               MICHAEL
               Yes.  No.  Just a minute, April.
                      (to Devon)
               Devon, he's an experienced diver but 
               he dives solo, gets the bends...
                      (plops regulator 
                       hose on desk and 
                       papers)
               And look at this regulator hose and 
               tell me that crimp is an accident.

                               DEVON
               Michael, will you please remove this 
               thing?  This is a desk, not a work-
               bench.

     He hands the regulator back as if it were diseased and then
     picks up a document dirtied by it.

     Devon rises, starts off.  Michael stops him.

                               MICHAEL
               Devon, listen to me...I think some-
               one tried to murder Bobby Shell.

                               DEVON
               If you're correct, Michael, then 
               it's a job for the police.

                               MICHAEL
               Devon ---

                               APRIL
               Michael ---

                               DEVON
               Will you two please stop lobbying?
               Michael, you apparently saved the 
               boy's life.  That's wonderful.  Now
               let him live it.

                               MICHAEL
                      (shrugs)
               You're the boss.  Guess I'll just 
               have to take this back to his sister
               without ever finding out where it 
               came from....

     He plops the coin on Devon's papers.

                               DEVON
               Michael!  Get that....

     He looks closer.  Michael knows he's getting to Devon.

                               DEVON
                      (examines it)
               Where did you find this?

                               MICHAEL
               In Bobby Shell's dive gear.

                               APRIL
                      (to Michael)
               Do you always have an ace up your 
               sleeve?

     Michael just smiles as Devon returns his attention to the 
     coin.

                               DEVON
               Incredible...I'd have to authenti-
               cate, but I believe this coin is 
               Aztec....

     Michael takes it back.

                               MICHAEL
               Too bad we can't investigate a 
               little, but I guess Kitt's test 
               comes first....

     Devon grabs his hand, takes the coins, as:

                               DEVON
               Don't be so hasty, Michael.  We may
               have something important here.
                      (to April)
               Run down to Research...tell them I
               want everything they have on Aztec
               coins.

     April burns as:

                               MICHAEL
               Does this mean it's a Foundation 
               project?

                               APRIL
               Devon, you're not thinking of 
               postponing the test?  Not after all 
               our preparation ---

                               DEVON
                      (oblivious;
                       to Michael)
               I'll get cracking on the research
               and authentication immediately.

     Devon gets a magnifying glass and becomes engrossed in the 
     coin.  Michael looks at April with a grin.

                               MICHAEL
               Don't be a sore loser.

                                              CUT TO

     EXT. THREE SHELLS RESTAURANT - NIGHT - ESTABLISHING

     It is a bright moonlit night.  K.I.T.T. is parked out front.

     EXT. THREE SHELLS RESTAURANT - OUTSIDE PATIO - NIGHT

     The patio overlooks Descanto Bay, the light from the Fin
     Quest at anchor can be seen far out in the Bay.  Michael
     and Jennifer are at a table for two, candlelit, a giant 
     lobster on a center plate, wine.

                               MICHAEL
               The coin has been authenticated as 
               Aztec...but exactly where it came 
               from, how Bobby got ahold of it I 
               don't know.
                      (beat)
               Do you?

                               JENNIFER
               No.  This is as...confusing to me as 
               it is to you, believe me.

                               MICHAEL
               Has Bobby's behavior been different
               lately?  His patterns, the people he 
               hangs around with?

                               JENNIFER
               No.  Not that I've noticed.

                               MICHAEL
               What about the Bay?  Is there any-
               thing different going on out there?

                               JENNIFER
               No, just...
                      (thinks)
               Well, there's the Fin Quest.  She's 
               at anchor in the Bay on a Project 
               Sea Life grant, reseeding the reef 
               with abalone.  The guy who tied up 
               the inflatable was hired as one of 
               the divers ---

                               MICHAEL
               Does Bobby know him very well?

                               JENNIFER
               Just casually...He eats here some-
               times.  He seems like a nice man.  
               Michael, please...can we close 
               the subject for awhile?  At least 
               during dinner?

                               MICHAEL
                      (smiles)
               Sure.  The lobster's incredible.
               I'm spoiled for life.

     She relaxes a bit now.

                               JENNIFER
               What else?  You've just dined at The 
               Three Shells.

                               MICHAEL
               I count Bobby and Jennifer Shell.
               Who's the third?

                               JENNIFER
               My dad...he died three years ago.
               It was his dream, the three of us
               running this place...building it 
               into something really special...He 
               took care of all the business, I 
               cooked, Bobby dove....

     She reaches for her wine, her hand trembles.  It spills a 
     little.  Michael puts his hand on hers.

                               MICHAEL
               He'll be okay, Jennifer.
                      (beat)
               But if I'm right, whatever he's 
               stumbled into won't go away.  I want 
               to check it out.  I'd like to think
               we're on the same side.

     He touches her glass.  They both sip the wine, their eyes 
     on one another.  She forces a smile and nods.

     EXT. ABOARD THE FIN QUEST - DAY - WICKS AND CREWMAN #1

     move on the deck as a shore launch moves alongside.
     Crewman #2 is at the wheel.  Manley is at the boarding rail.
     On the launch floor are about twenty cannisters which we 
     cannot yet make out.  Wicks helps tie up.  Manley climbs 
     to Fin Quest's deck and enters into a brief conversation.  
     (MOS)

     NEW ANGLE 

     Manley appears concerned as he points to the load and then
     exits to the cabin.  The crewmen heft the first cannister 
     to the deck.  Push in to see the label:  "Depth Charge 
     --Explosives--Danger".

     INT. FIN QUEST CABIN - DAY - CLOSE ON TIARA

     Drops of acid hit the coral encrusted tiara.  Smoke bellows
     up and we widen to see the man engrossed with his treasure 
     that was in Bobby's possession earlier.  He is Zachary Sloate,
     fifty, an intense man of unusual strength, academic intellect,
     and a brain that has burned too long with a single, myopic
     obsession.  Near the table that he works on we see a box 
     heaped with coins, jewels, plateware -- all Spanish treasure 
     from the Aztecs.  The door opens and Manley enters the cabin.  
     Sloate does not look up from his work as:

                               SLOATE
               Did you get everything?

                               MANLEY
               It's all here.
                      (then)
               Where's Karl?

                               SLOATE
               Keeping an eye on developments at the 
               hospital.

                               MANLEY
               Look, when I signed on to your 
               charter here there wasn't any talk 
               of murder....

                               SLOATE
               There was no choice, Manley.  It was 
               either stop him or risk losing every-
               thing.
                      (beat)
               Relax.  There's a good chance the 
               kid won't regain consciousness
               before we can correct the Marquesa's
               shift, get access to the main 
               chamber, and be gone.

                               MARINE OPERATOR'S VOICE
                      (over ship-
                       to-shore)
               This is Marine Operator Sixty Five
               calling the Fin Quest, King Young
               Zebra one two seven...over....

     Manley goes to the ship-to-shore, picks up the mike.

     INTERCUT - KARL AT HOSPITAL PHONE BOOTH

                               MANLEY
                      (over radio)
               This is the Fin Quest, King Young
               Zebra one two seven...Go ahead...
               over....

                               KARL
               Manley, this is Karl.  He's still in 
               decompression, but he's recovering...
               over.

     BACK TO SCENE

     Manley lowers the radio mike.

                               MANLEY
               What are you gonna do?

     Sloate moves to the boxes of treasure, holds up a piece or
     two.

                               SLOATE
               You're the one who's put all of this
               on the scales.  At current bullion
               prices we've got one point six 
               million in the hold right now.  You
               want to lose it all?  You tell me.

     Manley looks from Sloate to the treasure -- his greed is 
     too much.  He can't say anything.

                                              FADE OUT

                         END OF ACT ONE

                             ACT TWO

     FADE IN

     EXT. HIGHWAY - THE KNIGHT SEMI - DAY - STOCK - MOVING

     K.I.T.T. moves into frame, the ramp extends from the semi 
     and K.I.T.T. enters.

     INT. SEMI - DAY - MICHAEL

     He exits K.I.T.T.  Devon is in the lounge in the b.g. as 
     April moves up with her test kit and programs, begins to
     work on K.I.T.T.'s electronics during:

                               APRIL
               I just got an update from Research
               and Development...It seems they now 
               have some questions about the viability 
               of the Third Stage Aquatic Synthesizer.

                               K.I.T.T.
                      (worried)
               What kind of questions, April?

                               MICHAEL
               The sinking kind, Kitt.

     Michael winks at April and crosses toward the lounge area.
     She burns with a beat of good natured irritation.

                               APRIL
               Yes, sinking...as in Michael
               Knight's popularity around here.

                               K.I.T.T.
               April, I hope this means the tests 
               have been cancelled.

     She goes back to programming.

                               APRIL
               Of course they have, Kitt.  Your 
               best interests are always first with
               me.  You know that...don't you?

                               K.I.T.T.
               I was just checking.
                      (suspicious)
               What is it you're doing now?

                               APRIL
               Relax, Kitt.  This is a program
               designed for your current...
                      (looks off
                       to Michael)
               ...mission...per Devon's request.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Ah, yes.  It's coming...Well, shiver
               my timbers, if it isn't Long John 
               Silver...Interesting data.  Very
               interesting, April.

     April smiles, relieved that the subject has been changed.

     ANGLE - MICHAEL AND DEVON IN THE LOUNGE AREA

     Several books are stacked around Devon as we pick up their 
     conversation, Devon placing down the coins.

                               DEVON
               ...and the coins are just the 
               beginning, Michael.

                               MICHAEL
               You've found something to connect to 
               Bobby's attack?

                               DEVON
               No.  To the coin...Look here.

     He turns on the CRT and a double blow-up of the coin 
     appears.  One side bears an Aztec calendar, the other, a 
     likeness of Nacinda.

                               DEVON
               Her name is Nacinda...the Aztec 
               Goddess of Forgiveness.  Isn't she 
               magnificent?

                               MICHAEL
               Yeah, terrific.  But what's it got
               to do with Bobby and the coin?

                               DEVON
               On one hand, nothing.  On the other,
               perhaps everything.

                               MICHAEL
               I'll take the one with everything.

     Devon picks up a book labeled Nacinda -- Truth or Legend.
     As he opens it for Michael, the cover page bears a 
     rendering of the statue.  On the book's back cover flap we 
     may also notice a picture of the author, Professor Z. Sloate.
     Their focus, however, is the statue.

                               DEVON
               Bear with me, Michael.  You see,
               Nacinda is a fountain of historical
               research.  She was pillaged along with
               her coins and treasure by Cortez in
               1521 and loaded aboard The Marquesa
               for delivery to the king of Spain.

     Michael becomes interested in the book.  He looks closer.

                               MICHAEL
                      (reading)
               'Main stream academic research has
               established the Marquesa as lost off 
               Cape Horn!'
                      (to Devon)
               I don't get the connection to the
               coin, Devon.

                               DEVON
               Read further --
                      (points to
                       page; reads)
               Here.  'Research labeled as unorthodox,
               and unscientific argued that the 
               Marquesa was pirated and sailed north 
               from the port of Acapulco instead of 
               south around Cape Horn!'
                      (then)
               It's a magnificent academic fist 
               fight, Michael.

     Michael thinks deeply for a beat and then snaps his fingers
     with the connection.

                               MICHAEL
               Devon, there's a boat anchored in 
               Descanto Bay, the Fin Quest.  It's 
               supposedly working an abalone 
               reseeding program for Project Sea 
               Life.  What if it wasn't?

     Devon picks up the book, looks at Nacinda.

                               DEVON
               It could be making the archeological
               find of the century...?

                               MICHAEL
               And worth checking out...if she's
               down there with all that treasure,
               Bobby Shell's 'accident' says 
               they're willing to kill for it.

     On their reactions, we push in, hold on the sketch of 
     Nacinda, and:

                                              MATCH CUT TO

     OMITTED

     INT. FIN QUEST CABIN - DAY - ON SKETCH OF NACINDA

     Sloate's hand enters frame, flips the book shut so that his 
     picture on the dust cover is revealed.

                               SLOATE (V.O.)
               Our access is limited because of the
               shift.  That's your responsibility.

     During the following, pull back to see we have been looking
     at the book on the cabin table.  Manley is present.  Sloate 
     begins pulling into a sweater as:

                               MANLEY
               Look, it shifted during the night.
               You want to blame something, blame 
               the currents.  The point is we 
               should be using sand pumps and 
               jacks.  Not explosives.

     Sloate shakes his head, starts out.  Manley takes his arm.
     Stops him.

                               MANLEY
                      (continuing)
               She's unstable now.  The explosives
               are gonna make it that much worse.

     Sloate looks at Manley's hand on his arm.  The look is
     menacing enough for him to let go.

                               SLOATE
               You're getting a triple share,
               Manley.  That should be incentive 
               enough for you to accept a small 
               additional risk, shouldn't it?

     Sloate doesn't wait for an answer.  He exits.  Hold a beat
     on Manley, unsure how far he can challenge this quietly 
     dangerous man.  Then he follows to:

     EXT. ABOARD THE FIN QUEST - DAY - SLOATE

     As he emerges from the cabin, Manley behind him, he looks 
     to the stern where the two crewmen stand by the depth
     charges and launcher.  Sloate turns his attention from them
     to Manley, who finally gives in, shrugs, and:

                               MANLEY
                      (to crew)
               Set it at sixty-five feet and launch.

     Sloate is satisfied, and in control, as he returns his 
     attention to the crewmen.  They launch the depth charge, it
     hits the surface, sinks and:

     EXT. UNDERWATER - DAY - THE MARQUESA - STOCK

     The remains of a Spanish treasure ship.  Above her the 
     charge floats down, finally exploding at sixty-five feet.

     NEW ANGLE - THE MARQUESA - STOCK

     She shifts and then an incredible rumble begins to erupt 
     and a major portion of the shelf upon which she rests
     begins to break away and the Marquesa tumbles with it to a 
     deeper floor.

     EXT. ABOARD THE FIN QUEST - DAY - FAVOR SLOATE AND MANLEY

     as Wicks in the pilot area, peers into a sonar, fish-finder
     scope.

                               WICKS
               The shelf is cracking off.  She's
               gone with it down to the next level.

                               SLOATE
               How deep?

                               WICKS
               Between a hundred twenty and a
               hundred forty feet.  We're gonna 
               need heavier cable.  More light...
               hydraulics.

     Sloate turns to Manley.

                               SLOATE
               Get it.  You'll dive in the morning.

                               MANLEY
               At that depth?  We've just tripled the 
               risk.  Look, let's just take what we
               have....

                               SLOATE
               What we have isn't what I came for,
               Manley.

                               MANLEY
               Sloate, you're talking a hundred and 
               forty feet in the worst possible 
               conditions...for one lousy statue?

                               SLOATE
               I wouldn't expect a man who derives 
               all of his pleasure from booze and 
               drugs and women to appreciate the 
               historical significance of Nacinda's
               discovery.  So I won't attempt to 
               explain.  Just do what you've been
               hired to do, Manley.

     Sloate starts off.

                               MANLEY
               I understand plenty.  It's all those 
               prissy academic friends of yours you
               want to show off to.  That's your high.

     Sloate turns.

                               SLOATE
               My 'high' will be my vindication,
               Mr. Manley.

                               MANLEY
               And you want it so bad you'll kill for 
               it?  Do you realize how far you're 
               taking all of this?

                               SLOATE
               Everything is a matter of necessity
               and priority...Yours is to dive.
               Karl will look after...the
               necessities.

     INT. HOSPITAL - CORRIDOR - OUTSIDE DECOMPRESSION ROOM - 
     DAY

     Karl Roessler walks past, carrying a bouquet of flowers,
     posing as a visitor.  He takes in the room, then moves off.

     OMITTED

     INT. HOSPITAL - DECOMPRESSION CHAMBER ROOM - DAY

     Jennifer and Michael are present, watching as Tracy and an 
     attendant roll Bobby out.  They move up to him.

                               JENNIFER
               Bobby?  Can you hear me?

     Bobby's eyes blink open, his vision blurred as we adjust to
     see the outlines of Jennifer and Michael over him.  He is
     delirious, semicomatose.

                               BOBBY
               Jen...Help me....

     He reaches up weakly with one hand.

                               JENNIFER
               I'm here, Bobby.  I'm here with you.

     She takes his hand, touches his face.

                               BOBBY
               Cah-deesh...cah-deesh....

                               MICHAEL
               What's he saying?

                               JENNIFER
                      (shakes head)
               I can't make it out.

     Bobby slips into a deep sleep, Jennifer brushes his hair
     back, concerned.

                               TRACY
               I gotta get this guy to ICU, kids.

     Tracy pushes Bobby out of the room.  They follow to:

     OMITTED

     INT. HOSPITAL CORRIDOR - DAY

     As they exit, we pan with Tracy as she rolls Bobby toward 
     ICU, and hold on the visitor with a bouquet of flowers --
     Karl Roessler.  His interest is Bobby.

     OMITTED

     EXT. HOSPITAL - DAY - MICHAEL

     exits, crosses to K.I.T.T., enters.

     OMITTED

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

     parked.  As he enters, punches the computer console.

                               MICHAEL
               I need some help, Kitt.  Give me your 
               Linguistics Department.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Try this...
                      (a la 
                       Blackbeard)
               Avast me hearties er I'll run ya 
               through.

                               MICHAEL
               Wrong program, pal.  It's a word 
               from Bobby's semiconscious vocabulary
               I'd like you to clean up...'cah-deesh.'

                               K.I.T.T.
               Sounds like a sneeze...I'll get 
               right to work on it...But, it may
               take some time; the variations are 
               limitless.

     A beep.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Devon's on, Michael.

     Michael starts up the car, pulls out, and brings Devon up 
     on the screen.

                               MICHAEL
               Devon....

                               DEVON
               Big news, my boy.  It seems that 
               Project Sea Life has no contract what-
               soever with the Fin Quest...and they 
               have no reseeding projects in the 
               Descanto Bay area.

                               MICHAEL
               Well, now.  We're finally getting 
               somewhere.

                               DEVON
               Michael...please don't do anything 
               rash.

                               MICHAEL
               You know me, Devon.

     He clicks off the video link, turns hard right, and we:

                                              CUT TO

     OMITTED

     EXT. ABOARD THE FIN QUEST - DAY - MANLEY

     He has a set of binocs to his eyes, watching as Michael
     motors toward the Fin Quest in a rented skiff.  Adjust as 
     Sloate moves up.

                               SLOATE
               Get the cannisters covered.

     Wicks and the crewmen move to pull a tarp over the depth
     charges.  Manley looks again as Michael gets closer.

                               MANLEY
               I've seen that guy before...He was 
               with Bobby Shell's sister at the 
               restaurant...the one who found him 
               washed up on shore.

     Sloate moves to the pilot cabin, gets a revolver.  Manley
     stops him; unsure.  Sloate looks at the gun and then slips 
     it beneath a rag on a nearby bench, easily accessible.

                               SLOATE
               Get rid of him.

     NEW ANGLE

     Michael pulls alongside in his launch, ties up, and Manley
     approaches as he swings up to the deck.

                               MICHAEL
               Permission to come aboard.

                               MANLEY
               What can I do for you?

                               MICHAEL
               Heard you were reseeding abs out 
               here.  I'm a diver.

                               MANLEY
               No help needed.

                               MICHAEL
               I've dived all along this coast.
               I've taken abs for ten years,
               figure it's time to put a little
               back in the pot, you know?

     Michael walks further onto deck as we see Sloate casually
     place his hand on the bench and drill Manley with his eyes.

                               MANLEY
               Where were you certified?

                               MICHAEL
               Special Forces.
                      (picks at 
                       tarp)
               How about it?  I'll plant these 
               suckers all day long for bed and
               board.

     Michael starts to lift the tarp.  Sloate moves up and:

                               SLOATE
               The man tried to be polite.  You're 
               not wanted and it's time for you to 
               leave.

     Michael takes in Sloate, Wicks, and the two crewmen...shrugs.

                               MICHAEL
               Since you put it that way...See you
               around.

     Sloate only nods.  Then Michael crosses back to exit the 
     boat.  He spots an encrusted coin in the deck -- registers it
     and then hops in his rented boat and motors off.  Hold a 
     beat on Sloate and Manley, reacting.

     OMITTED

     EXT. HIGHWAY - DAY - K.I.T.T. - MOVING

                               MICHAEL (V.O.)
               Devon, that book, the one with the 
               picture of the statue?

     INT. K.I.T.T. - MICHAEL - MOVING

     Devon is on the video screen.

                               DEVON
               Nacinda?  What about it?

                               MICHAEL
               The dust jacket.  There's a picture 
               of the author, isn't there?

     Devon holds up the flap picture of Sloate.

                               DEVON
               Zachary Sloate.  Why?

                               MICHAEL
               That's him!  He's aboard the Fin 
               Quest with that local diver, Manley.

                               DEVON
               Sloate was the leader of that research 
               minority I was talking about.  His 
               obsession reached a point where no one 
               would publish his articles...he even-
               tually lost all credibility in academic 
               circles.

     In the b.g. of Devon's office we see April enter, move up 
     near Devon.

                               MICHAEL
               Can you get me a run down on him?

                               DEVON
               If you want to know if he's dangerous,
               the answer is yes.  Sloate is rumored
               to have killed some Indians in Baja 
               several years ago...tracking down the 
               Nacinda legend.

                               MICHAEL
               Sounds like we've got just about 
               half the lid nailed down, doesn't it?

                               APRIL
               Bobby Shell should be able to give
               you the other half...He's not fully 
               conscious yet, but he is coming 
               along well enough that they've moved
               him to a private room.

     On Michael's reaction:

                                              CUT TO

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

     accelerating.

     EXT. HOSPITAL - DAY - ESTABLISHING

     INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - DAY

     darkened.  The monitor beeps, Bobby's IV drips, otherwise
     the room is quiet except for the patient's breathing.
     The door opens quietly, a hand bearing the skull and 
     crossbones tattoo holds the edge and then we see the white-
     coated figure of Karl Roessler enter the room and move 
     quietly toward the bed where he inserts a hypo filled with
     red acid into the IV tube.  Suddenly the patient sits up,
     grabs him -- it's Michael.

                               MICHAEL
               End of the line, pal.

     Roessler reacts, bangs the IV stand over the bed and takes 
     off.  Michael dives off the bed, tackles him.  Roessler
     kicks loose and scrambles out the door.

     OMITTED

     INT. HOSPITAL CORRIDOR - DAY - ROESSLER

     He enters the corridor from the room, Michael exits a beat 
     later and is blocked by a surprised candy-striper pushing a 
     cart.  Michael has to maneuver past her, losing a couple of 
     beats and then he's back in the chase.

     EXT. HOSPITAL - REAR - DAY - MICHAEL

     He exits.  Looks around.  Doesn't see Roessler.  Then he 
     reacts to two ambulances as they roar out of the ambulance
     garage separately, Code Three.  Adjust as Michael runs to 
     the garage, sees nothing.

                               MICHAEL
                      (comlink)
               Kitt, meet me at the end of the 
               alley behind the hospital.

     Michael takes off running.

     OMITTED

     EXT. HOSPITAL - FRONT SIDE - DAY - K.I.T.T.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Aye, aye, mate.

     The engine starts, he backs out and roars off, taking a 
     doctor and nurse walking past by complete surprise.  Hold 
     on their reactions a beat, then to:

     EXT. MOUTH OF ALLEY NEAR HOSPITAL - DAY - MICHAEL

     running full tilt to see the two ambulances further down
     the block turn in seperate directions.  Adjust as K.I.T.T.
     roars up, the door pops open and Michael jumps in.

                               MICHAEL
               Kitt, which ambulance has only one 
               person in it?

     K.I.T.T.'s sensors light up, search scan beeps away a beat,
     and:

                               K.I.T.T.
               My sensors read three life forms in
               the westbound vehicle...one in the 
               northbound.

                               MICHAEL
               Northbound!

     Pull back as K.I.T.T. screams out.

     OMITTED

     EXT. CITY STREET - THE PURSUIT - DAY - THE AMBULANCE

     roars into the street, out and then K.I.T.T. enters, 
     following.

     OMITTED

     INT. K.I.T.T. - DAY - MICHAEL - POINT OF VIEW - AHEAD

     The ambulance barely misses a telephone pole truck hauling
     a high stack of poles.  The truck stops, the whole inter-
     section blocked.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Turbo Boost will not propel us over 
               that obstacle, Michael.

                               MICHAEL
               If we can't go over it, we'll go
               under, buddy.

                               K.I.T.T.
               My sensors calculate a one-fourth
               inch clearance...the slightest bump
               will take both my roof and your 
               head, Michael.

                               MICHAEL
               Then pray for no bumps and hold on....

     EXT. INTERSECTION #2 - DAY - K.I.T.T.

     Approaching the truck trailer at high speed, K.I.T.T.
     zooms under the trailer with only a whisper of clearance.

     Intercut the reactions of:  two Valley girls, their mouths
     gape open at the black wonder.

     OMITTED

     EXT. OVERPASS - DAY - THE AMBULANCE

     enters the street under the overpass.  A truck lumbers in,
     stops too late, and then spills over, sliding upside down
     for one hundred feet before creaming into block wall
     building.  The ambulance explodes as:

     K.I.T.T.

     shuts down, stops, and Michael sees that it's too late to
     do anything.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, it wasn't your fault.

                               MICHAEL
               Thanks, Kitt.  Right now that 
               doesn't help much....

     Hold a beat on Michael's concern, and:

                                              FADE OUT

                        END OF ACT TWO

                           ACT THREE

     FADE IN

     EXT. THE FIN QUEST - DAY - A LONG SHOT FEATURING THE BOAT

     Wicks and the crewmen are preparing cable, lights,
     hydraulic gear.  At the stern of the deck, we see Manley 
     and Sloate in an animated conversation.  Sloate is studying
     a piece of treasure.

     OMITTED

     CLOSE ON SLOATE AND MANLEY

     as Manley paces back and forth.  Sloate barely glances up 
     at him.

                               MANLEY
               I'm telling you, Karl bought it.  He
               took a run at the kid...they pulled 
               a switch.  It was that so-called 'put
               a little back in the pot' diver.

     Sloate doesn't look up.  He nods slightly.

                               SLOATE
               We'll have to speed up the dive.

                               MANLEY
               Didn't you hear me?  The kid is 
               alive.  Karl's dead.  It's over.

                               SLOATE
               We're not sure he can talk.  Or that
               he'll say anything.  We have time.

                               MANLEY
               We're out of time and we're out of 
               luck.  I'm pulling out.  Now.

     Sloate looks up at Manley, fixes him with a venomous stare.

                               SLOATE
               You leave now and you'll leave with 
               exactly what you came with, Manley.
               Nothing.  And you'll spend the rest 
               of your life working for nickles and 
               dimes scrubbing boats and diving for 
               abalone.
                      (a beat)
               Is that what you want?

     Manley stares at Sloate.  He doesn't respond.  Sloate 
     smiles, nods.

                               SLOATE
               Get ready to dive.

     Sloate turns back to his work.  Hold on Manley, and then:

                                              CUT TO

     INT. TRANS AM - DAY - MOVING

     as Michael roars down the highway.  He looks grim, not
     hearing:

                               K.I.T.T.
               ...'Tis the lash o' me Cat O' Nine
               you'll be feeling before the mast,
               Hardy...
                      (then)
               Michael, you're awfully quiet.

     No response.

                               K.I.T.T.
               And upset.  Surely not with my 
               nautical monologue.  It's only a 
               program, Michael.

                               MICHAEL
               I'm thinking.  And I'm not upset.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Not true, Michael.  Your pulse rate 
               is up, your blood pressure is 
               high...and you're gripping the 
               steering wheel with alarming 
               pressure.

     Michael glances at his white-knuckled hands, loosens his 
     grip.  Manages a little smile.

                               MICHAEL
               Yeah.  White knuckles give you away 
               every time.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Ah, that accident.  I repeat.  It
               was not your fault, Michael.

                               MICHAEL
                      (with feeling)
               Maybe not, but it didn't have to 
               happen.  Just like Bobby's life 
               doesn't have to be in danger...if
               only someone would listen.  If 
               someone would talk.

                               K.I.T.T.
               You mean Jennifer?

                               MICHAEL
               For starters.  I'm tired of being 
               calm and patient and understanding.
               She has to know something, and I'm 
               going to get it out of her.

     A beat, then K.I.T.T. speaks:

                               K.I.T.T.
               Perhaps this will help.

                               MICHAEL
               What?

                               K.I.T.T.
               Your funny word.  It's been most 
               difficult....

                               MICHAEL
               Difficult?  For you?

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, a linguistics search based 
               on delirious ramblings isn't exactly 
               direct access...hmmmm...try this.

     The word CADIZ comes up on the screen.

                               MICHAEL
               Cadiz?  What's it mean, Kitt?

                               K.I.T.T.
               It's pronounced 'Cah-deez.'  It's 
               the name of an ancient walled city.
               Great treasure was kept there, and 
               periodically looted by the English.

                               MICHAEL
               Treasure?  You may have hit on 
               something...I'll try it out on 
               Jennifer.

                               K.I.T.T.
               You have an attraction to her, don't
               you?

                               MICHAEL
               She has a pretty smile, Kitt...don't
               you agree?

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, silicon chip circuitry is 
               pretty to me.  Two hundred miles on 
               a gallon of gas is pretty to me.
               I'm not programmed to react to a 
               girl's smile.  You, however, are 
               programmed to react to nothing else.

     K.I.T.T.'s eye comes up on the screen, winks, and Michael
     grins.

                                              CUT TO

     EXT. THREE SHELLS RESTAURANT - DAY - K.I.T.T.

     pulls in, Michael alights, starts up to the door and reacts
     to a "CLOSED" sign.

     K.I.T.T.'s sensors flash on his hood.

                               K.I.T.T.
               I read no life signs inside the 
               building, Michael.

     Michael frowns and then looks toward the dive shack.  The 
     door is open and the Zodiac boat is gone.  Michael crosses,
     looks out toward the Bay.  The Zodiac bobs in the water
     seventy-five yards off shore.  Across the Bay, we should be 
     able to see the Fin Quest.

                               MICHAEL
               The dive boat's out.  But Jennifer
               said Bobby did the diving....

     Michael stands, thinking, then races to the dive shack,
     grabs some scuba gear and runs for the beach.

                                              CUT TO

     EXT. BAY - DAY - ON THE FIN QUEST

     where we see Manley in dive gear, preparing to go 
     overboard.  He takes a line from a crane boom, slips over 
     the side of the boat.  Sloate watches anxiously as Manley 
     disappears into the water.

     ON MICHAEL

     With the scuba equipment on, he's swimming strongly toward
     the dive boat.  He reaches it, glances inside then grabs
     the anchor line and dives.

     EXT. UNDERWATER - DAY - FOLLOWING MICHAEL

     as he descends the ocean floor, following the anchor rope.
     He reaches the bottom, glances around.  Nothing.  He swims 
     off.

     OMITTED

     MICHAEL - NEW ANGLE

     slowly moving along the floor of the Bay.  Suddenly,
     through the murkey half-light, he sees an area of 
     underwater light.

     Curious, he swims toward the light, which becomes brighter 
     and brighter, until he breaks surface in:

     OMITTED

     INT. UNDERWATER CAVE - DAY 

     as Michael emerges from the water into a cave illuminated 
     by dozens of candles.

     MICHAEL'S POINT OF VIEW - PANNING THE CAVE

     About thrity feet wide, the cave has sheer granite walls.
     The candles, and the pictures of the Beatles and other 60's
     personalities give it a hippy touch.  The pan ends on Jennifer,
     in a bikini, her dive gear next to her.  She stifles a 
     scream, then relaxes when Michael pulls off his mask.

                               JENNIFER
               Michael!  What are you doing here?

     Michael's eyes move from Jennifer to a pile of treasure,
     obviously from the Marquesa.  He climbs out of the water.

                               MICHAEL
               I was about to ask you the same 
               question.

                                              CUT TO

     EXT. FIN QUEST - DAY

     as Manley breaks the surface, climbs on board the boat.  He
     takes off his mask, nods silently to Sloate.

                               MANLEY
               I found your damn precious box.
               Let's get it up and get out of here.

     INT. UNDERWATER CAVE - DAY

     as Michael picks up a piece of the treasure, turns and his 
     look of suspicion bores into Jennifer.

                               JENNIFER
               Michael, why are you looking at me
               that way?

                               MICHAEL
               Because I thought we were on the 
               same side.

                               JENNIFER
               We are!

                               MICHAEL
               Then how do you explain this place?
               And this treasure that you've 
               collected?

     Jennifer shakes her head.

                               JENNIFER
               I've collected?  I don't know anything
               about it.

                               MICHAEL
               Jennifer.  This place isn't a tourist
               spot.  How can you expect me to 
               believe that you know nothing?

                               JENNIFER
               I know about the cave.  What I don't 
               know about is this...this treasure.
               Where it came from.

                               MICHAEL
               Then start with the cave.

                               JENNIFER
               When we were kids, Bobby and I found 
               it...it was our secret...Bobby named 
               it Cadiz....

                               MICHAEL
               Why didn't you tell me that at the 
               hospital?

                               JENNIFER
               I didn't realize what Bobby was 
               saying.  Not until I got home.
                    (beat)
               I tried to find you....

     Her voice trails off as she sees Michael's look.

                               MICHAEL
               You couldn't, so then you just 
               decided to drop by the old hideout 
               to see what Bobby was mumbling 
               about, right?

                               JENNIFER
               That's right.  But, I never expected
               to find...this.  I can't imagine 
               where it came from.

                               MICHAEL
               Try Bobby Shell.

                               JENNIFER
               No...He couldn't....

     Michael steps up to Jennifer.  He takes her by the
     shoulders.

                               MICHAEL
               Come on, Jennifer.  Quit protecting
               him.  This isn't a game -- someone's 
               more than willing to kill people for 
               this treasure.
                    (beat)
               They tried to kill Bobby again.  At 
               the hospital.

                               JENNIFER
                      (terrified)
               Oh, no....

                               MICHAEL
               He's safe.  But it's not over...not
               until I can find out who's behind 
               this.  And why....

                               JENNIFER
               Michael, I don't know anything about 
               it.  I swear....

     Michael studies Jennifer closely.

                               MICHAEL
               But Bobby does...that's clear to 
               both of us now...isn't it?

     A beat, Jennifer nods...finally allowing herself to break
     through the protective shield.

                               MICHAEL
               Okay.  Welcome back to the team.

     Jennifer nods as a tear streaks down her face.  Michael
     smiles at her.  Off his look:

     EXT. BAY - DAY - ON THE FIN QUEST 

     as Manley and Sloate watch the crane cable whine upward.
     Finally an ancient wooden box breaks the surface and swings 
     toward the boat, where Winks and the crewmen wrestle it 
     aboard.  Sloate hurries over.

                               SLOATE
               Carefully!  Gently!

     Winks and the crewmen lift the box onto the deck of the 
     boat.  Sloate waves everyone away from the box, kneels next
     to it with a crowbar and begins to pry the lid open.

     CLOSE ON SLOATE

     as the last nail is pulled free.  He tosses the crowbar 
     aside, lifts the lid.

     CLOSE ON THE BOX

     filled with nothing but rocks.

     BACK TO SLOATE

     staring, frozen, at the box.  Hold on his homicidal stare,
     then:

                               SLOATE
               That kid....

                                              CUT TO

     EXT. THREE SHELLS RESTAURANT - DAY

     as Michael and Jennifer come up from the beach.  They drop 
     their dive gear at the shack, continue toward the restaurant.

                               JENNIFER
               I'll run and get some towels.

     As Jennifer disappears inside, Michael moves over to:

     THE TRANS AM

     As Michael approaches:

                               K.I.T.T.
               Aye me Hardy, is it a ration of grog
               yer needin'?

                               MICHAEL
               Grog?

                               K.I.T.T.
               Aye...Grog.  Rum to you landlubbers....

                               MICHAEL
               You're back on that program again.

                               K.I.T.T.
               More to the point, I suppose...April
               phoned from the hospital.  Bobby's 
               alert and able to talk.

                               MICHAEL
               Good.  I hope his memory's working,
               too.  I've got a lot of questions....

     As Michael talks, Jennifer comes out of the restaurant,
     crosses to Michael with a towel.  She hands it to Michael.

                               MICHAEL
               Good news.  I just got a call....

                               JENNIFER
               Call?

                               MICHAEL
                      (shrugging)
               Car phone.  Bobby's awake.  Doing 
               great.

                               JENNIFER
                      (excitedly)
               That's fantastic!  Can we go see him?

                               MICHAEL
               The sooner the better.

                               JENNIFER
               Right now.  Let me get some clothes 
               for him.  I'll take his car and meet 
               you there....

     She turns to leave, stops, turns back to Michael.  Gives 
     him a quick kiss and a big smile.

                               JENNIFER
               Michael...thanks.

     She turns and exits.  Michael climbs into the Trans Am.  As 
     he starts the car:

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael?

                               MICHAEL
               Yeah, Kitt?

                               K.I.T.T.
               You're right.  She does have a nice 
               smile.

     Michael grins, pulls out, as we:

                                              CUT TO

     INT. THREE SHELLS STORAGE AREA - DAY

     Jennifer enters, fully dressed now, with a stack of Bobby's
     pajamas, socks, underwear, and places them on a table.  She
     moves to the closet, opens it, and pulls Bobby's suitcase 
     down from the top shelf.  Suddenly its weight catches, she 
     almost loses her balance and the suitcase crashes to the 
     floor.  Jennifer looks, reacts, and we adjust to see that 
     it has broken open; its contents have spilled onto the 
     floor.

     HER POINT OF VIEW - NACINDA

     and a dozen other smaller golden pieces of treasure.

     NEW ANGLE

     She moves to pick it up, awed, frightened.

                               JENNIFER
               Oh, Bobby.

     A noise outside...her head snaps up.

                               JENNIFER
                      (continuing)
               Michael...is that you?

     She picks up Nacinda.  Starts out.  The door opens.  She
     stops in her tracks, fear floods her expression, as:

     SLOATE

     fills the door frame, his hand full of revolver.

                               SLOATE
               That...is mine.

                                              FADE OUT

                        END OF ACT THREE

                            ACT FOUR

     FADE IN

     EXT. HOSPITAL - DAY - ESTABLISHING

     INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - DAY - DOOR

     It opens, Michael steps inside as we adjust to see a nurse
     hovering close to Bobby's bed.  Bobby is smiling, enjoying 
     her attention.

                               MICHAEL
               So, how's the patient?  Better?

     The nurse turns to face Michael -- it's April.

                               APRIL
               He's asked me out twice.  Does 
               that answer your question?

                               MICHAEL
               That'll do.

     As she heads out of the room, she and Michael talk by the 
     door.

                               APRIL
               Have fun.  This guy's idea of a 
               straight answer is a right angle.
               Unless you want to know about fast
               cars, good burgers and what real 
               women should wear to the beach.

                               MICHAEL
               Listen:  Thanks for jumping in when
               we needed you...I know this isn't
               your bag.

                               APRIL
               You kidding?  It was a piece of 
               cake.  Maybe we should trade jobs 
               for a while.

                               MICHAEL
               And have me listen to Kitt complain
               all the time?

     She smiles and exits the room.  Bobby smiles up at Michael.

                               BOBBY
               Listen, man, I hear some thanks are 
               in order.  Maybe lots of thanks.

                               MICHAEL
               Not necessary.  What is necessary is
               some info.  Like, who tried to kill 
               you?

                               BOBBY
               Kill me?  No, man, you got it wrong.
               I had a crimp in my regulator or 
               something.

                               MICHAEL
               Come on, Bobby, you're not talking to
               Jennifer.  Now, give it to me straight.

                               BOBBY
               Hey, I'm righteous.  I mean, why would
               I lie to the guy who kept me from the 
               rapture of the deep?

     Michael moves to the edge of the bed.  Bobby sits up.

                               MICHAEL
               Listen, champ, that nice smile and
               pretty tan don't take me off my
               feet.  And it's time you started 
               standing on your own.

                               BOBBY
               Listen, man...I'm tired, I gotta....

     He reaches for the call switch.  Michael grabs the line.

                               MICHAEL
               Jennifer took on one helluva burden
               after your dad died.  I took on 
               another piece of it when one of the 
               people you're protecting tried to 
               kill you again, right here in this 
               hospital.  Now it's your turn.  Start
               giving something back, Bobby.
                      (beat)
               It's time you started doing for 
               yourself.

                               BOBBY
                      (flashing)
               What do you want from me?

                               MICHAEL
               I know about Cadiz.  The truth from 
               there will do.

     A long beat.  Then Bobby starts to cave in under Michael's 
     truth.

                               BOBBY
               The guys who hit me in the water were 
               from the Fin Quest.
                      (beat)
               I went out a week ago to poach some
               of the abs they were supposed to be 
               seeding.  I saw them diving an old 
               wreck.  It was full of treasure.  I
               figured they didn't need it all.

                               MICHAEL
               Then everything you took from the 
               wreck is at Cadiz?

     Bobby looks at Michael.  He sure wants to give him a line,
     but...he shakes his head "no."

                               BOBBY
               Cadiz was a transfer point.  I took
               a lot of it home.

                               MICHAEL
               Like what?

                               BOBBY
               Trinkets...and a beautiful gold 
               statue...real sweet.  I took it out 
               of a box and switched it with some 
               rocks....

                               MICHAEL
               Nacinda.

     Michael moves out of the room quickly.  Hold a beat on
     Bobby, reacting.

                                              CUT TO

     EXT. THREE SHELLS RESTAURANT - DAY - K.I.T.T.

     pulls in.  Michael alights, runs to the door.

     INT. THREE SHELLS STORAGE AREA - DAY

     Empty.  Ransacked.  The empty suitcase is still on the floor,
     as are the gold trinkets.  Nacinda is gone.  We hear O.S. 
     noise of the premises being entered, footsteps.

                               MICHAEL (O.S.)
               Jennifer...where are you?
                      (beat)
               Jennifer!

     The footsteps come closer...Michael enters the room.  Reacts.
     Picks up a trinket, examines it as we hold on his reaction.

     OMITTED

     EXT. ABOARD THE FIN QUEST - DAY - MANLEY

     He watches as the crewman engages the electric anchor winch
     and it begins to clank upward.

     INT. FIN QUEST CABIN - DAY - SLOATE AND JENNIFER

     She is tied to a chair.  Sloate runs his hands over Nacinda.

                               JENNIFER
               What are you going to do?

                               SLOATE
               I am going to show the world my find.
               And they will finally know that my 
               theories are not fallacies, but fact.

                               JENNIFER
               No, I mean...with me.

     Sloate looks up at her.

                               SLOATE
               Every great scientific endeavor
               requires certain...sacrifices, I 
               very much regret to say.

     As she reacts, Manley comes down into the cabin.

                               MANLEY
               She's just about up, Sloate.  We'll
               be ready to go in a couple minutes.

     Sloate nods.  Before Manley can start back up:

                               JENNIFER
               Manley....

     He stops.

                               JENNIFER
               You and Bobby knew each other.  You
               went surfing together, diving....

     He can't look her in the eye.

                               MANLEY
               I'm sorry, Jennifer.

     He exits.  Hold on her expression of fear and panic, and:

     OMITTED

     EXT. THREE SHELLS RESTAURANT - DAY - MICHAEL

     He runs out, enters K.I.T.T.

                               K.I.T.T.
               What is it, Michael?

                               MICHAEL
               Trouble, pal.  Real trouble.  Get
               Devon for me.

     INT. K.I.T.T. - DAY - MICHAEL - MOVING

     Devon comes up on the screen, the other screen is "radaring."

                               MICHAEL
               Devon, have you got the Coast Guard
               enroute to the Fin Quest yet?

                               DEVON
               They're still trying to locate a 
               federal judge to sign boarding 
               papers.

                               MICHAEL
               We're out of time...I'll have to 
               board myself.  Wish me luck.

                               DEVON
               Michael, don't be foolish...Michael?!

     Michael turns off the screen.

                               MICHAEL
               Is the Fin Quest still in the Bay,
               Kitt?

     EXT. COASTAL ROAD APPROACHING PIER - DAY - K.I.T.T. - 
     MOVING

                               K.I.T.T. (V.O.)
               My sensors indicate the anchor is 
               being lifted, now, Michael.

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

                               MICHAEL
               All right, buddy, we have to go for 
               it...there's no choice.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, you heard April -- there are
               serious questions regarding the
               viability of my Third Stage Aquatic 
               Synthesizer.

                               MICHAEL
               Cross your microchips they aren't that
               serious.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, this is no time for levity.

                               MICHAEL
               Here we go, partner.

     Michael hits the turbo boost.

     EXT. END OF PIER - DAY - K.I.T.T.

     as he rockets off the end of the pier, lands with a splash
     and:

     NEW ANGLE 

     K.I.T.T. emerges through the spray, cutting the surface 
     like a hydroplane.

     INT. K.I.T.T. - DAY - MOVING ON WATER - MICHAEL

     Spray hitting the windshield.

                               MICHAEL
               How are you holding up, pal?

                               K.I.T.T.
               Shiver my timbers may be an appro-
               priate phrase, Capt'n.

     EXT. ABOARD THE FIN QUEST - DAY - MANLEY

     He secures the anchor, waves to the pilot cabin, and Wicks
     shoves the coal to the boat, moving out.

     NEW ANGLE 

     Manley moves to the pilot cabin and then reacts.

                               MANLEY
               What?  You wanta believe that?

     MANLEY'S POINT OF VIEW - K.I.T.T.

     cutting through the water at full tilt, headed directly for
     them.

     BACK TO SCENE

     Sloate emerges on deck.

                               MANLEY
                      (continuing)
               I don't believe it.

                               SLOATE
               Launch the depth charges...Blow them 
               out of the water!

     Manley and the two crewman hurry to the rear deck and begin 
     to load cannisters on the launcher.

                               SLOATE
                      (continuing;
                       to Wicks)
               Full speed ahead!

     Wicks opens up the Fin Quest.

     EXT. DESCANTO BAY - DAY - K.I.T.T. AND FIN QUEST

     as K.I.T.T. gains on the boat, as:

     MANLEY

     launches the first cannister.

     NEW ANGLE 

     The charge hits near K.I.T.T., explodes.

     INT. K.I.T.T. - DAY - MOVING ON WATER - MICHAEL

     as the windshield is drowned in water from the charge.

                               K.I.T.T.
                      (with concern)
               Depth charges, Michael.

                               MICHAEL
               Let's try and work a zig-zag pattern 
               to their tail, buddy.

     Michael slides the roof panel open.

                               K.I.T.T.
               You're abandoning ship, Michael?

                               MICHAEL
               Soon as you get me alongside.

     EXT. DESCANTO BAY - DAY - VARIOUS ANGLES - K.I.T.T. AND 
     FIN QUEST

     as more charges are launched, exploding near K.I.T.T. and 
     K.I.T.T. gains on them, finally getting closer, then 
     sweeping out in an arch and back, cutting past the Fin 
     Quest's fantail, as:

     INT. K.I.T.T. - DAY - MOVING ON WATER - MICHAEL

                               MICHAEL
               Close enough to give me an electronic
               override on their auto pilot, pal?

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, I'm not sure of anything
               under the circumstances...But, I'll
               try.

     Michael nods, hits "eject" and catapults out of K.I.T.T.'s
     roof.

     EXT. ABOARD THE FIN QUEST - MICHAEL - MOVING

     as he lands on deck taking out the two crewmen.  Manley 
     picks up a club and swings at him as he ducks and Sloate 
     runs below.

     NEW ANGLE

     Michael ducks Manley's swing, double punches him and lays 
     him out...he starts toward the pilot cabin.

     INT. PILOT CABIN - DAY - WICKS

     He reacts, startled, as the wheel spins out of his hand and 
     Michael enters.

                               K.I.T.T. (V.O.)
               Electronic pilot override estab-
               lished.  Haul their keels, Capt'n.

                               MICHAEL
               It's keel haul, mate.

     Wicks charges Michael.  He decks him with a one-two punch.

     EXT. DESCANTO BAY - DAY - K.I.T.T. AND FIN QUEST

     as K.I.T.T. now moves alongside Fin Quest.

     OMITTED

     EXT. DESCANTO BAY - DAY - K.I.T.T. AND FIN QUEST

     as K.I.T.T. moves alongside Fin Quest.

     INT. FIN QUEST CABIN - DAY - ON DOOR

     As it opens, Michael starts to enter as we adjust to see 
     Sloate behind Jennifer, who is still tied.  Sloate fires a
     shot which chips off the entry as:

     MICHAEL

     leans to cover and brings up his comlink.

                               MICHAEL
                      (comlink)
               Hard to starboard, Kitt.

     INTERCUT - K.I.T.T.

                               K.I.T.T. (V.O.)
               Aye-aye, Capt'n.

     OMITTED

     BACK TO SCENE

     Fin Quest suddenly veers left, throwing Sloate temporarily
     off balance.  Michael rushes him, knocks the gun from his 
     hand.  Sloate takes a stool and slams it over Michael's 
     head, buckling his knees.

     Sloate reaches for the gun, but Michael grabs his legs and 
     topples him.  They struggle on the floor, trading punches,
     until Michael lands one, two, three punches, and Sloate 
     collapses, all fight gone out of him.

     NEW ANGLE

     Michael unties Jennifer.  He holds her and speaks into his 
     comlink.

                               MICHAEL
               Good work, Kitt.

                               JENNIFER
               Who's 'Kitt'?

                               MICHAEL
               A friend of mine.

                               JENNIFER
               Whoever he is, I'd like to thank him
               myself.  May I?

                               MICHAEL
               Be my guest.

                               JENNIFER
                      (into comlink)
               You were wonderful...Kitt.

     INTERCUT - K.I.T.T.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Just call me the Scourge of the Seven
               Seas, Jennifer.

     Michael and Jennifer laugh.

                               MICHAEL
               Steer for home, Scourge.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Aye-aye, Capt'n.

     EXT. DESCANTO BAY - DAY - K.I.T.T. AND FIN QUEST

     K.I.T.T. turns for home, the Fin Quest follows.  Pull back
     to a high shot as the big boat follows the little car, and 
     we:

                                              FREEZE FRAME

                                              AND

                                              FADE OUT

                         END OF ACT FOUR

                               TAG

     FADE IN

     OMITTED

     EXT. THREE SHELLS RESTAURANT - DAY - K.I.T.T.

     is parked out front.  April is at work under the hood,
     dressed in shorts appropriate for the beach area.

     INT. THREE SHELLS RESTAURANT - DAY - MICHAEL AND JENNIFER

     walking towards the exit, together.

                               JENNIFER
               Will I see you again, Michael?

                               MICHAEL
               The way you cook lobster?  You
               couldn't keep me away.

     Michael looks off as we adjust to see Bobby inside setting
     up tables, working like a beaver.  Jennifer follows his 
     gaze.

                               JENNIFER
               I don't know what you said to him,
               but there's no question the third 
               Shell is finally on board.

     Michael nods, then:

                               MICHAEL
                      (calls to Bobby)
               Bobby, take care of yourself...and
               your sister, huh?

     Bobby waves.

                               BOBBY
               Next time you're by we'll go diving.
               I got a terrific spot.

                               MICHAEL
               No gold.  Just abs.

                               BOBBY
               You got that right.  In aces.

     Bobby gives him a thumbs up, Michael smiles, crosses to the 
     door with Jennifer.  They stop, look at one another.

                               JENNIFER
               Thanks...for everything.

                               MICHAEL
               Thank you...for being special.

     He kisses her lightly, then exits.  Hold a beat on 
     Jennifer.

     EXT. THREE SHELLS RESTAURANT - DAY - MICHAEL

     exits and steps near K.I.T.T.  April is still working under
     K.I.T.T.'s hood.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Ahoy, April.  Are ye still swilling
               out the bilge-rats?

                               APRIL (V.O.)
               Slow the nautical jargon, Kitt.

                               MICHAEL
               Back to nursing Kitt, huh, April?

                               APRIL (V.O.)
               Electronically speaking.

     She finally pulls out an electronic circuit board and 
     stands up.

                               APRIL
               I'm pulling his water wings.  He's 
               lucky he didn't sink.  You're both 
               lucky.
                      (to Kitt)
               This synthesizer is faulty and there
               will be no more aquatics until the 
               entire system is rebuilt...from 
               scratch.

     She tucks the board under her arm, then climbs in the 
     passenger side as Michael moves in behind the wheel, during:

                               MICHAEL
               Well, no more swimming, Kitt.

     INT. K.I.T.T. - DAY - MICHAEL AND APRIL

     Michael enters.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Just when I was beginning to enjoy
               the water, too.

     Michael starts the engine.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Ah, I see yer lifting anchor...about
               to get underway are we, matey?

                               APRIL
                      (warning)
               Kitt....

     Michael gives April a grin, pulls out.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, I do believe that April is
               becoming more parent than technician
               to me.

                               APRIL
               Why do you say that, Kitt?

                               K.I.T.T.
               Well, when I objected to the water I 
               was told to go in.  Now that I've 
               begun to like it, I'm told to stay 
               out.  Isn't that motherly?

                               MICHAEL
               You got it, pal.

                               APRIL
               Motherly?  Listen you two...

     But Michael is laughing.

     EXT. THREE SHELLS RESTAURANT - DAY - K.I.T.T.

     Moving out on to the Coast Highway, Michael's laugh still
     heard, as we:

                                              FADE OUT

                             THE END