02x09 - Soul Survivor

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Knight Rider". Aired: September 26, 1982 -1986.*
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Follows the adventures of Michael Knight, a modern-day crime fighter who uses a technologically advanced, artificially intelligent automobile.
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02x09 - Soul Survivor

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The fact is, KITT is gone and we've got to get him back.

You control the car, don't you? Devon, I felt something in here.

KITT's presence.

Can you forget about the records and take a look at this face? I told him that he couldn't see her anymore.

Sounds like brainwashing to me.

That's exactly what it is.

I want you to stop Knight in person.

What do you mean? k*ll him.

KITT, that's our car.

But nobody's driving it.

Knight Rider, a shadowy flight into the dangerous world of a man who does not exist.

MichaeI Knight, a young loner on a crusade to champion the cause of the innocent, the helpIess, the powerless, in a world of criminals who operate above the law.

Gotcha! Ha, ha.

You see that, KITT? I've seen nothing else for 300 miles.

Don't you think you've had enough? What's the problem? I thought you'd appreciate my getting into computers.

Playing a video game where circles eat blobs is hardly "getting into computers.

" A computer is a sophisticated, very complicated piece of equipment, MichaeI.

You wanna talk complicated? Try getting 20,000 points on this thing.

Never.

But, if you can tear yourself away my sensors are picking up a disabled automobile ahead.

And that looks like a damsel in distress.

What do you say we lend her a hand, huh? Help.

Hi.

Help.

Help? What's the problem? It won't go.

I'm afraid that's the extent of my diagnostic capabilities.

It won't go? No.

Well, that's a start.

Let's take a look.

Aha! Aha, as in, I think I see the problem? Yeah.

Your distributor cap was loose.

Jump in, try it now.

Okay.

Looks like saying thanks just isn't nearly enough.

Thanks is plenty.

I needed to stretch my legs anyway.

Look, my house is just down the road.

How about letting me buy you a drink? Oh, come on.

What self-respecting knight denies his damsel a chance to thank him? Besides, what if this stupid car breaks down again and you're gone? Quite a place you got here.

Thank you.

I'm an art dealer.

I love having beautiful things around me.

Art and music.

Two of the three essential ingredients in life.

I want you to hear something.

It's a new sound from a group in Europe.

Who are you? What are you doing to me? KITT.

I beg your pardon.

What do you think you're doing? I'm highly classified materiaI.

Now get out of here, before I MichaeI, someone's trying to gain access to me.

MichaeI, can you hear me? Help.

How did he do that? Oh, no, you don't! All right, if you insist.

But that's all you're going to get.

Yeah! You've done it, Randy! Well, part of it.

I've got control of the car.

Once I get into that central processing unit, I'll have control of the computer, too.

How long will that take? It's hard to say.

Depends on how tough he is.

How tough he is? You're talking about a computer.

Yeah.

But he's got a personality.

I am the Knight Industries Two Thousand.

My seriaI number is Alpha Delta 227529.

I am unauthorized to allow access to my centraI processing unit.

I am the Knight Industries Two Thousand.

My seriaI number is Alpha Delta 227529.

I am unauthorized to allow access to my centraI processing unit.

Your computer controls the car, Randy.

We don't need somebody else's.

You control the car, don't you? It's what you promised, huh? KITT.

KITT, do you read me? KITT? You lost KITT? To a woman who picked you up on the side of the road? Michael, how could you? All right.

I know how it sounds.

But I'm telling you it wasn't a casual mistake.

It was planned.

I went over to her house, and she puts on this music.

It's-It's like a siren song.

Ultra-low frequency.

Hypnotic or something.

Her voice and that music literally drained the strength out of me.

All right, can we debate this later? The fact is, KITT is gone and we've got to get him back.

How far can they get with him? I thought you told me he's only programmed to respond to me.

That's right.

But if someone changed that program What are those chances? Infinitesimal.

But they do exist.

Do you think you could find that house? I'm telling you, she was here.

And the place was completely furnished.

And it was not for sale.

In that case, the young lady went to a great deal of trouble to snare you and KITT.

But why? That's a real good question.

One way or another, I'm gonna find the answer.

Devon.

What is it, Michael? I don't know.

Devon, I felt something in here.

I don't know.

A presence.

KITT's presence.

Devon.

It's KITT.

KITT, are you all right? KITT? Come on, buddy.

Talk to me.

KITT! Will he be all right? He's been badly cannibalized.

Cannibalized? Most of KITT's programs were broken into.

Everything concerning the operation of the car is gone.

In the wrong hands, that car is a lethal w*apon.

They also tried to access KITT's central processing unit and his bubble memory.

Everything that makes KITT what he is, who he is.

Sounds like brainwashing to me.

That's exactly what it is.

This is becoming a crisis of major proportions.

We still haven't got a clue as to who we're dealing with.

April, how are those composites coming? I've already entered Michael's descriptions.

KITT's data should be in the computer by now.

That's her.

Well, that's a good start.

Now let's see him.

That's going to be a little bit tougher.

I only got a glimpse of the kid.

You know, I have the strangest feeling I've seen him somewhere before.

Last month in Chicago, there was a convention.

All the brightest computer kids in the country got together, read papers, exchanged programs.

Awards were given for the best presentations.

And a local boy won almost every prize.

There he is.

That's amazingly close.

His name is Randy Merritt.

Great work, April.

We better find him as soon as possible.

I just hope that he can give us some answers.

Mmm-hmm? Thank you.

Well, that was the clean room.

KITT's ready, in a manner of speaking.

Now, he's going to look different.

The adjustment's been quite difficult for him so please don't make it any worse.

Okay? Different? How? Well, Michael, um Don't say a thing.

Not one word.

KITT, are you okay? I am not okay.

I'm being held c*ptive inside a television set.

KITT, it's the best we can do to make you portable.

And totally ridiculous.

I feeI like the booby prize at a Halloween party.

Just don't stand there.

We've got to find those beasts immediately.

Uh, just as soon as we get a lead on the boy.

Uh, you sure you're up to traveling, buddy? Like ApriI said, MichaeI, I'm portable.

You seem to be enJoying this.

It's kind of fun driving with the top down.

Well, if being b*rned by the sun and buffeted by the wind is your idea of fun.

Don't get paranoid.

I'm only driving this until we get our car back.

That's easy for you to say.

You're still you.

I'm a-a shadow of my former self.

I used to be sleek, and black, and dashing, and now Oh, MichaeI, do I look just dreadfuI? Be honest.

KITT, what matters to me is who you are, not what you look like.

Sure we don't have the car.

So we can't turbo boost.

So we can't go over 200 miles an hour.

It was all icing on the cake anyway.

It wasn't you.

It wasn't? No, the car was fantastic, but if you break it down it was steel, rubber, and glass.

We can always make another one.

But you You are a lot more than silicon chips and fancy circuitry.

You're my buddy, you're my partner.

KITT, you're one of a kind.

Thank you, MichaeI.

The feeling's mutuaI.

I'd give anything to know where he is.

I've been worried sick since he disappeared.

It's been nearly a month now.

No calls.

No letters.

The police haven't turned up a thing.

The private investigator I hired has been useless.

Mrs.

Merritt, I think I saw your son.

He was with a woman.

You saw him? With Adrianne? I don't know her name.

She was tall, dark hair, late 20s or early 30s.

That's her.

Where did you see them? Please Where can I find him? I don't know.

They disappeared.

But I want to find him as much as you do.

Anything you can tell me about this woman will help me.

I really don't know that much.

Her name's Adrianne Margeaux.

They met at one of those computer conventions.

She started filling his head with plans for building a computer making millions of dollars.

It's-It's crazy.

Randy's a good kid.

But he's young and very impressionable.

She's so much older and-and beautiful and so sophisticated.

I saw him changing right in front of my eyes.

He started lying.

He'd never done that before.

Finally, I told him he couldn't see her anymore.

And two days later, he was gone.

Sorry.

Couldn't have taken much with him.

What do you say we check his room? Maybe there's a clue in there.

I don't think so.

Not in his room.

Why? Looks like Randy wasn't into much, except for his computer.

There wasn't anything else.

Randy was so quiet, so shy.

I thought that computer would be good for him.

Give him something to share with me.

But once he discovered the world inside that machine, he disappeared into it.

I used to hate it when he'd spend hours with that computer.

Now I would give anything to have him here.

Whoo! What's the matter? You're driving like a drunken sailor.

I told you it might take some time.

I thought you could deliver what you promised.

I can! It was a mistake to send a boy to do a man's job.

We should never have gotten rid of the Knight Industries CPU.

You told me to.

Besides, it's not the computer you want.

It's him, the guy you stole the car from.

Isn't it? I'll make this work.

I will.

I know it must seem strange talking to a television set but you could say something.

I'm sorry, KITT.

I was just thinking about Randy Merritt.

I always thought where a person lived reflected who they are.

That can be deceptive.

My present surroundings certainly don't reflect who I am.

Yeah, but his room was so empty.

KITT, there was nothing of him in there.

No personality.

No character.

That doesn't surprise me.

It sounds like Randy lived in his own private world.

KITT, that's it.

His own private world.

His mother said he lived inside his computer.

I'll be in the kitchen if you need me.

Thanks.

Okay, buddy, let's see what we can find out.

MichaeI, are you sure we should be doing this? Computers are very personaI.

Well, look at it this way, pal.

The sooner we find Randy Merritt the sooner you can trade that portable in for a bigger model.

I'll get right to work.

I'm accessing everything that's not coded.

It's all rather predictable.

Video games, telephone numbers homework assignments.

SeveraI weeks overdue, I might add.

Just a moment, what's this? "Orpheus"? What does that mean? I'm not sure but it must have been important because it's protected by a rather sophisticated entry code.

Can you break it? Probably.

It could take time.

Go for it.

We don't have much else to go on.

MichaeI, someone's calling into this computer.

Calling in from the outside? Yes, via the telephone.

It's another computer.

KITT, that's gotta be Randy.

Can you trace the call? It's coming from a mobile phone.

Looks pretty desolate out here.

Sure you know what you're talking about? MichaeI, I might look like a television but I'm still a computer.

Of course, I'm sure.

I don't know.

Nothing in sight.

KITT, that's our car.

But nobody's driving it.

I'm picking up electronic impulses, MichaeI.

It's under remote controI.

And he's heading right for us.

Then I suggest we move quickly.

You know something? I don't much care for being on this end of things.

That makes two of us.

What was it like, MichaeI? What, KITT? Seeing my body functioning without me or you.

It was a little spooky.

Let me tell you.

Did it seem like me? Yeah, it did and it didn't.

It looked like you, but somehow it just wasn't the same.

I don't understand.

It didn't have your soul, KITT.

Without that, it could never be the same.

Thank you, MichaeI.

I think we just found the source.

My, my.

What a delightfully small world.

I've been thinking about you.

To my brave knight even if he seems to have lost his trusty steed.

I want my car back.

Yes, I'm sure you do.

Coincidentally, I very much want the one remaining piece of him.

The central processing unit.

You're having a little trouble without it? No.

Not trouble.

But it would simplify things.

Let me have the CPU for 24 hours and I'll let you have it and the car back intact.

And if I don't? You'll never see the car again.

Look, I don't know what you're up to but I don't like being threatened.

And I don't do deals.

So, why don't you tell your little friend here that you're gonna come with me? You underestimate me.

You see, I always have an ace somewhere up my sleeve.

Fredericks.

What are you going to do with Randy if I don't call you every half hour? k*ll him.

It's not just recovering KITT's body now.

It's Randy's life, too.

He's a young kid, and he's in way over his head.

Adrianne is a regular black widow and I'm telling you when she's through with him, she's gonna k*ll him.

We still don't know anything more about her.

We don't even know if it's her real name.

I've circulated her photographs amongst my law-enforcement contacts.

Even Interpol.

No one recognizes her.

Adrianne implied that this Orpheus project, whatever it is, is gonna come down by tomorrow afternoon.

Maybe that's our best sh*t.

No, I've researched it from its genesis in Greek mythology to every conceivable modern application.

I can't find any connection.

We can't just give up.

No, of course not, Michael.

But we've exhausted every single idea we've had.

Michael, what is it? It's a long sh*t.

Hello? Mrs.

Merritt.

Yeah, this is Michael Knight.

Have you found him? No, not yet.

Listen, you said that after Randy met Adrianne, he started to lie.

What did he lie about? Anything in particular? Adrianne.

What kind of lies, can you give me an example? Yeah.

One Saturday, he had me drive him to The Blackwell Hotel.

He said there was a computer convention.

There wasn't? No.

I found out later he'd gone to visit her.

She was staying there.

Apparently.

He spent all day with her in her suite.

I'm sorry, sir, but I can't help you.

We guarantee our clientele the strictest privacy.

Registration is confidential.

Can you forget about the records and take a look at this face? Of course.

Miss Margeaux.

She's often here but she never registers.

How could she not register? She stays in Mr.

Atherton's permanent suite.

Mr.

Atherton.

Mr.

George Atherton? You've been awful quiet.

How's the work coming? It's okay.

It'll be okay.

You'll see.

I'll have complete control of the car by tomorrow.

That makes me very happy and proud.

Why do you look so sad? Look, Adrianne, the computer stuff is fine, but the rest of it Maybe Maybe I shouldn't be involved.

I mean, I didn't know it was gonna be like this.

Any of it.

After this, we'll take a long trip.

Just you and me.

The world will be our playground.

And you, Randy, will be my little prince.

I'm not little.

Randy, that was just a phrase, a figure of speech.

Are you jealous? No.

Yes, you are.

You were with him today.

Michael Knight? You darling, I'm flattered.

But you have nothing to be jealous of.

Handsome men are nice, but looks aren't what really attract a woman.

At least, not for long.

No, a woman is attracted by power, and a man's power is in his mind what a man can do, what he can create and control.

Your genius is your power, Randy.

Never forget that.

I told you, I've never heard of Adrianne Margeaux.

Now, if you don't mind.

Look, Mr.

Atherton, your private life is your own business.

But this whole thing is out of control.

A Knight Industries Two Thousand computer was nearly destroyed.

The car is still missing.

And a young boy's life is in danger.

And it all comes back to one Adrianne Margeaux.

Which leaves the whole mess on your front porch.

I've known Adrianne for about five years.

We've been more than friends.

But I've never discussed KITT.

But you were on our board of directors and you know about KITT.

She-she could have gone through my files.

It-It could have been pillow talk.

Mr.

Atherton, does the word "Orpheus" mean anything to you? When we became involved, I set up a Swiss numbered account for her.

Only she has access.

We code-named it Orpheus.

Each letter in the word is a number in the account.

We think she's planning a crime.

A very big crime.

My guess is that it involves something of yours.

That's absurd.

How could she possibly hurt me? You tell me.

What do you have that's worth a lot of money and is somehow vulnerable? My collection.

What collection? My art.

It's been on display in San Francisco.

It's being transported by a special armored car to Denver.

Any idea what it's worth? At the last appraisal, over $14 million.

Devon, I'll need every possible piece of information on this special car.

The terrain, the intersecting highways, the route, the works.

ApriI's arranging to interface KITT with Centra-Comp right now.

From what I understand, the vehicle is a state-of-the-art armored bus capable of withstanding virtually any impact.

How about a laser? KITT's laser isn't operable.

The laser power pack is still there.

Now, if Randy's the computer genius he appears to be, anything is possible.

Well, KITT's connected with Centra-Comp.

Within minutes, he'll know everything we've got.

Everything except where they plan to strike.

Thanks a lot, guys.

We'll be in touch.

My laser power pack.

MichaeI, in the wrong hands, it's a w*apon of incredible destruction.

I'm aware, pal.

I'm well aware.

How are you doing down there? Okay? "How are you doing down there?" You're making me feeI like a child.

Sorry, big guy.

That's better.

But, darling, those things don't matter.

Those are things of the past.

Yeah, but it's not just that.

It's lots of things.

Like my club, The Computer Clones.

I'm secretary-treasurer.

I owe petty cash $8.

95.

We'll make it good.

I promise you.

Randy, listen to me.

You're just a little homesick.

That's all.

It's not unusual.

The trick is not to think of what you've left behind, but what awaits you.

I've got something, MichaeI.

Go for it.

The two most likely places for intercept are 10.

2 miles north of Cutter's Crossing and 6.

7 miles north-northeast of a town called Bridgeport.

Which one is more likely? They're virtually the same in terms of desirability.

But I think Randy worships computers.

I think he'd abandon his own sense of judgment for even a fractional advantage.

In that case, I'd say the Cutter's Crossing location.

All right.

KITT, what's wrong? A chronic problem with petroI-dependent vehicles.

We're out of gas.

Out of gas? Why didn't you tell me we were running out of gas? Why didn't you watch the gauge? You're the driver.

I'm only along for the ride.

How far to Cutter's Crossing? Nearly 90 miles.

Oh! Hello! Please! Hey! Stop.

Hey! Thanks for stopping.

Listen, how would you like to own this expensive convertible? What's that? Look.

I'm in a big hurry.

I've just run out of gas.

I'd like to trade cars.

This convertible is worth 10 times what this is.

More! It's a great deal.

If it's- If it's such a great deal, how come I'm driving and you ain't? Look.

I'll trade you straight across and I'll throw in $68.

What do you say? Uh, tell you what.

Yeah? Throw in $68 and that little TV set there and you got a deal.

I can't throw in the TV.

I've been wanting a little TV like that for years.

But you don't understand.

it's not really a TV.

It looks like a little TV.

Look at me.

I'm an honest man.

I will trade you the convertible.

$68.

You give me your address, I'll send you a little TV just like that one right to your very own home.

What do you say? Thought you said it wasn't a little TV.

How far away is the armored bus? Two minutes and 13 seconds.

Don't you think you should start the computer override? I said, don't you think you should start the computer override? That's my good boy.

I'm not your boy.

That Elmer was quite a character.

Yeah.

Drove a hard bargain.

Yeah.

We're behind schedule.

KITT, keep one thing in mind.

I can always switch you to a game show.

What's going on? I don't know.

A red light came on.

Hey, what are they doing? I don't know.

Let's go.

Drop it! Now! There's a car coming this way.

Who's inside? It's Michael Knight.

Come on.

Fredericks, get over here.

Get in! I want you to stop Knight in person, not remote control.

What do you mean? k*ll him.

Fredericks, take a ride with the whiz kid.

Make sure he finishes off Mr.

Knight.

No.

I'm not gonna do it.

Come on.

Uh-oh.

There's your body again, with Randy behind the wheel.

Randy? I can't believe he'd try and harm us.

He may not have a choice.

Just keep your foot on the floorboard, kid.

It's only a matter of seconds now.

MichaeI, we're on a collision course! KITT, can you override Randy's CPU? With my limited power, I wouldn't have a chance, MichaeI.

In that case, give me just enough juice to try one little trick.

All right, hit it! I'm trying, MichaeI! Yeah! Hop in.

MichaeI, don't forget me! You handle this thing pretty well.

Thanks.

Listen.

I'm- I'm sorry about all this.

I guess we've got just one loose end to wrap up, huh? Turner! Randy, I can't believe you double-crossed me.

I can.

Me, too.

In fact, I didn't doubt him for a minute.

I don't know how we'll ever thank you.

Well, it's enough that Randy's back home and Adrianne is under arrest.

When do you go back to classes? Monday.

I, uh, fell behind, but I'm kind of looking forward to catching up.

Okay, I'll see you later.

Take it easy.

You, too.

Bye.

Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah, I almost forgot.

In case you ever want a break from your computer.

Wow.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

What a relief.

What do you mean? To see Randy home again? To be home again.

MichaeI, you have no idea what it was like to be locked inside that little TV.

Driving Elmer's old Studebaker was no picnic, either, pal.

I'm glad to have you back.

Devon's calling.

I guess it's business as usuaI.

I don't know about that.

Let's play a little hooky.

"Hooky"? I'm not familiar with the term, MichaeI.

Then let me educate you in one of life's finer pleasures.

Oh, this does feeI good.

How about a little turbo boost? Dare we? Without sufficient reason? "Without sufficient reason" is the definition of "hooky.

" Shall we, as they say, go for it? Let's.
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