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MIKE: Previously
onnight Rider.

Ambassador
Olara Kumali
is the best hope to end

the civil war
in Central Africa.
- I am going to give you

the Ambassador.
But you've got to do
a little something for me.

They're going to
give you a box.

The material in the box
is hafnium.

You're having me
build a bomb?

STEVENS: No. I'm having
you collect pieces,
so I can build a bomb.

Get into this car now
and gun it to
100 miles per hour,

and then you stay
on that road.

If you dip from 100 miles
per hour, the bomb will just
explode automatically.

I'll find you.

You, too.

I got something!

No!

Carrie?

Oh, my God.

Guys, what do we know?

All communications
are down.

I can't get a visual
on any of our people,
including Carrie.

Open a line to Mike.

Mike?

What's happening?

The warehouse where they
were holding the Ambassador
has been blown,

and I think Carrie
and our people are down.

Any idea what
your destination is?

No. Stevens told me
to travel north
and stay above 100.

We're on it, Mike.

Zoe, go to the warehouse
and find out what happened
to Carrie and our team.

I should go, too.
- No, Sarah. I need you

and your father to figure out
how to defuse a bomb

without dropping below
100 miles an hour
or veering off course.

Come on, Dad.

Billy, we have to
find Stevens.

Okay.

Carrie's a survivor.
She'll be all right.

Put her out of your head.
Let's get this done.

Michael,
satellite imagery is showing
a blockage in the road ahead.

Are you serious?
We've been on the road
for, like, five minutes!

Get rid of everything
on the touch screen
except for my speed.

Would you like me to drive?

Sorry, KITT.
You're programmed with
too many safety protocols.

You slow down
to avoid a pedestrian,
and that bomb will blow.

But go to Attack Mode.
And can you give me
lights and sirens?

Will this suffice?

(SIREN WAILING)

KITT, this is awesome.

A good idea,
but I'm afraid the bottleneck
ahead is the result

of a construction zone
merge to a single lane.

The cars have
nowhere to go.

And neither will we.

(SIREN WAILING)

Where were you
on that one,
super car?

KITT: Sorry, Michael.
He was hidden quite well.

I hope this guy can drive,
because this is
about to get gnarly.

MAN: What are you doing?
- Sorry! Bomb in my trunk!

Pull over!

I always wanted to
elude the cops
in a high-speed chase.

Just not quite like this.

KITT: I do not understand
your enjoyment
in breaking the law.

I think speeding is fun.

Is it fun that there's an
impassable obstruction ahead?
- Binocular enhance.

You know what this calls for.
- I d o.

Will the cop be okay?
He should be fine.

I guess that
will have to do.
Turbo Boost.

MAN: Bring it up!
Hold the traffic!

(GROANS)

KITT: Remember, you must stay
above 100 miles per hour.

Yeah, you honestly think
I'd forgotten?

Any more obstacles
coming up?

Funeral processions?
Circus trains?
Duck-crossings?

Not immediately, but there
will be numerous obstacles
in the next 50 miles.

KITT, we are going to
ditch this bomb, find Stevens,
and get Olara back.

You with that?
- Yes. I'm with i t.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(SIREN WAILING)

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

KITT, contact the SSC.
Tell them it's Stevens.
Patch it through.

You didn't have to blow
the warehouse.

And you didn't have
to tell your friends
where I was.

And now, your friends
are dead. Lesson learned.

Is Olara okay?

You know, I don't
want you to take
this personally, Michael.

It just doesn't do
me any good to talk
to you anymore.

So, will your boss
please speak up? Uh,
yoo-hoo. Mike's boss.

I know you're there.

Alex Torres
of Knight Research
and Development.

Well, pleasure to meet you,
Alex Torres of Knight
Research and Development.

I have a question for you.

Do you have access to funds?

What kind of funds
are we talking about?

A billion dollars.
You have less
than two hours.

My boy, Mike,
will tell you what happens
if you don't deliver.

I don't doubt your resolve,
but a billion is going to
take some time.

Spare me.
Play around, I will
kill the Ambassador,

and I will make 30 miles
of this country glow.

Have a nice day.

Billy? What do we have?

(SIGHS) I found satellite
imagery of Stevens

fleeing the mill property
in a helicopter.

But the flight patterns
are too erratic to track.

I pulled the call numbers,
distributed them to every
airfield within 200 miles.

That's a good idea.
- I have another idea.
Pay Stevens his money.

But we'll never get
a billion approved
so quickly.

Besides, we pay him,
he could still blow the bomb
and kill the Ambassador.

The GPS is on
a closed circuit.
KITT can't hack it.

Then we transfer
the bomb into
another car.

That won't solve
the problem, only delay it.

At least we save
Mike and KITT.

Mike and KITT are the only
ones capable of keeping
this thing from blowing.

What if Mike bails out,

and we detonate
the bomb inside KITT?

KITT can't
contain this blast.

How do you know?
- Because I built him.

I just got off the phone
with Washington.

We have 45 minutes
to present a viable solution.

Inbound planes on screen.

ELECTRONIC VOICE:
Right away, Mr. Torres.

Are you crazy?

KITT's headed toward
a highly populated area.

It doesn't matter.
KITT can survive
a missile hit.

Unless we
order him not to.

Well, in 45 minutes,
they will launch
their missiles

unless you can figure out
how to defuse that bomb.

SARAH: Dad?
You want to
weigh in on this?

I got it.

And I thought I was crazy.

We're making the necessary
arrangements. We'll be there
within 40 minutes.

KITT, given your current
velocity and trajectory,
compile a list

of possible targets
where Stevens might
detonate the bomb.

KITT: Compiling now.
- Any luck tracking Stevens?

The helicopter seems
like a dead end.

We're digging into
his personal history to see
if we can figure out

where he might
be hiding.

We are running out of time
to get the Ambassador
to the negotiations,

so dig faster.

She's been unconscious
since we found her.
BP is 90 over 50.

She's got a few broken ribs,
and her left lung
may be collapsed.

Thank you.
We'll take it
from here.

Let's get her
intubated and in
for a CT.

We need to see what kind
of damage is under
these broken ribs.

(SIREN WAILING)

(CARS HONKING)
Yeah, yeah. I hear you.

KITT: I have calculated
the possible targets based on
our current course and speed.

And?

In 56 minutes,
we will arrive at a government
disposal facility.

Disposal for what?
- Nuclear wast e.

And detonating a nuclear bomb
in a nuclear waste dump...

Would be catastrophic.
- Get Sarah.

Our target is a nuclear waste
dump about 40 miles away.
How far out are you guys?

You should be
seeing us now.

Mike? Two minutes
until the F-15s get here.

What F-15s?

We didn't tell him
about the F...

Nothing to worry about,
Mike. We got the road
blocked off,

but there's an overpass
up ahead. We need to
do this now.

Ready when you are.
KITT, Normal Mode.

KITT: Initiating
transformation.

Transformation complete.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

See, KITT? Fun, right?
- A rio t.

KITT's in! Lift off!

Copy that.
Lifting off.

Glad someone's calm.

CHARLES: Gus?
- Yeah, we might be
in a bit of a pickle.

Oh, God.

Folks, we may have us
a little contact.
I'd suggest you go ahead

and maybe get into
those crash positions
we all love so much.

We're not
going to
make it.

Yeah,
sure we are.

No, you're right.
We're not.

KITT, what's the
probability we hit
the overpass?

Calculating
collision probability.

This is going
to be really bad.

KITT: Collision probability,
100%.

Please brace yourselves
for impact.

(ENGINES REVVING)

(CRASHING)

(GROANING)

(PANTING)

KITT, speed and course.

KITT: Speed is holding at
134 miles per hour,
but we are veering off course.

Gus, we don't get back
on that line,
this bomb is going to blow!

(ALARM BEEPING)

(SIGHS)

Back on track.
Easing off.

KITT:
That was not fun.
- You said it, KITT.

KITT, hook up
to the plane's computer.
Run a diagnostic.

If we maintain this
speed and heading,

Stevens will never know
we're 10,000 feet up.

Avionics at 73%.
Hydraulics at 47%.

Structural integrity, 61%.

Landing gear is
non-operational.

What do you mean,
"non-operational"?

KITT: To use
the technical term,
it's gone.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

KITT, transfer the call
to the monitor, and make sure
Stevens can't see us.

Hey, sorry about the detour,
but we're back on track now.

Oh, really? Be sorry again,
and you'll explode.

And why can't
I see you?

I don't know.
Maybe the radiation
from the hafnium

you stuck in my trunk
is messing with your signal.

Oh, but, Mike,
I love seeing you.
You're so pretty.

Then why don't you
come say hi?

I'd love a little
one-on-one time.

(CHUCKLING) Oh, Mike, I'm sure
going to miss you when you're
in a thousand little pieces.

Now, put your manager on.
I have to lodge a complaint.

I'm here.
I don't see my money yet.
- I'm working on it.

Okay, Alex Torres.
I have someone here
who wants to say hello.

Olara, do you have anything
to say to the guys who are
going to let you die?

Do not give
him anything.

(LAUGHING) You so crazy.
You have a half hour.

Guys, where are we
on that bomb?

We'll get back to you.

CHARLES: I've never seen
anything like it.

Great. KITT,
what do you think?

Its make-up doesn't match
anything in my database.

Given Stevens' penchant
for trickery,

I'd strongly advise against
attempting to disarm it.

I count five
different triggers.
- Yeah.

In theory,
we could detonate the bomb

at an altitude
which would render
its fallout ineffective.

Explain.
- If we jettison the bomb
into the stratosphere,

its radiation will be carried
by the jet stream,
where it will disperse,

doing minimal damage.

What altitude?

Taking into account
current weather patterns,

the bomb's size,

the atmospheric conditions
relative to our
global position,

51,255 feet.

No way.
- We could probably do it.

Gus, this plane
has a ceiling of
32,000 feet. Okay?

At 50,000 feet,
the pressure could
rip our fuselage,

which is already
hurting from the collision.

Can we do it or not?
- Yeah, she can do it.

MIKE: Start climbing.
Stay on course.

But don't crank it
too far above
160 miles an hour,

or Stevens might
get suspicious.

You have
27 minutes.

Roger Dodger.

Stevens' history
drops off a cliff

after he left
the Pentagon.

Scattered
financial records,

no discernible place
of residence.

Reports claim he approached
a few companies
about private funding

for his satellite laser.

The only interesting lead
I turned up was his name

on a number
of flight manifests
to Phoenix.

Does he have
any family there?

No obvious connection
I can find.
- Keep on it.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(WHISPERING)
Is this her colleague?
- Yeah.

Can I have a word?
- Sure, okay.

Dr. Yost says
you came in
with Carrie.

That's right.

She's your colleague?

And my friend.
- Mmm-hmm.

Well, she's in surgery.
There's no damage
to the spine,

but the CT shows that
one of her broken ribs

pierced her
pulmonary artery.

That's what they're
trying to repair now.

Are you a doctor?

No. The company
notified me.

What company?
Knight Research?

CIA.

I don't understand.
Why did the CIA notify you
about an injured FBI agent?

Because I'm her father,
Lawrence Rivai.

Okay. Let's go, Hank.
There we go.
(BEEPING)

It's all right.
Slow, slow, slow.

KITT, how long until
we're over the target?

KITT: One minute, 43 seconds.

How long until
we hit altitude?
- One minute, 39 second s.

Okay. Slow, slow.
Hold, hold, hold.

Why do we always
have to cut these
things so close?

CHARLES: Good.
(HANK BEEPING)

Good job.

(MIKE SIGHS)

Okay. This is
liquid plastic.

It will mold itself around
any object and form
a protective layer.

It will ensure that
the bomb doesn't

get jostled and blow
when Hank tosses it out.

Wait, why can't we
toss it out ourselves?

KITT: At that altitude,
if you are not inside my cabin
when we open the back door,

you will either freeze
or asphyxiate within seconds.

Right. That.

Yeah, that.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)

KITT, transfer the call
to the SSC.

All right, Alex Torres.
It's the end of the road.

Bottom of the ninth.
The last hurrah.

The money should be
in your account
any minute now.

Oh, now, see? You've
got to remember I used to
work for the government.

I know you're all
liars and crooks.

So, if you're
planning to stall,

the man who has his finger
on the trigger is going
to be very upset.

We all want
this situation resolved
quickly and peacefully.

Really? I don't.
You have one minute.

We're over the target!
- Into KITT now!
Come on!

Hank, hang onto the bomb
until I tell you to let go!

(HANK BEEPING)
Come on, Doc!

(BEEPING)

Pressurizing cabin now.

KITT,
open the cargo door.

(HANK BEEPING)

(BEEPING)

The plane's
structural integrity is
at maximum stress levels.

We're past the location.
- Release the bomb.
- Not yet.

This plane can't take
much more of this.
- Just hold on.

(BEEPING)

Okay,
we're at altitude.

Hank, release
the bomb now!
(BEEPING)

Still nothing, Alex.

You know, I hate to say this,
but I just don't believe you.

I don't control
the Treasury, Stevens.

A lot of people have to
sign off on this.

Please tell that
to someone who cares.

(BUTTON BEEPING)
You do this,

and it's on your conscience
for the rest of your life.

Oh, no. It's on yours.

Guys, hold on!

(BEEPING)

Billy! Get that
feed back up!
- I've got no signal!

KITT, what's happening?
KITT: We have lost power.

What the hell?

Okay! We're back online!

Easing her on up.

We've lost
our navigation computer!

One problem at a time, son.

KITT: Auxiliary power
has been restored. Our rate
of descent is decreasing.

God, I hate flying.

KITT: Equalizing pressure
and deicing windows now.

You guys okay?

Yeah.

KITT, I thought you said
the bomb had a blast radius
of 30 miles.

KITT: No, I said its radius
would be 10 miles
for each gram of hafnium,

and we provided
Stevens 3 grams.

If that's true,
we should all be dead.

By my calculations,
the radius of the blast
was 6.2 miles,

which would imply that Stevens
used approximately
one-fifth of the hafnium.

Stevens has
another bomb?

Why would he put
a bomb inside KITT
if he had another bomb?

Because he knew we'd
devote all our resources
to help Mike.

And he was right.

(SCOFFS) He has
another target.

By now,
he's probably
already there.

Alex, how's Carrie?

We don't know
anything yet.

Here's some coffee.

Mmm, thank you.

You must be proud of her,
following in your footsteps.

(SCOFFS) Carrie had been
accepted to Columbia Law,

just like her mother.

Instead,
she goes to Quantico.

You didn't
want her to?

Horrible hours,
lousy pay,

risking one's life
for an ungrateful
employer...

(SCOFFS)

She's good at her job,
Mr. Rivai...

She would have been
good at anything.

What we do is necessary,
and she knows it.

I've been doing
this for 30 years,
young lady,

and I understand
what is necessary.

Then you, of all people,
should understand that
the sacrifices are worth it.

My only daughter
will probably die
on that operating table.

Still think
it's worth it?

(SIGHS)

Okay, we'll set a course
for the Pacific,

get everybody
off the plane,

and then
scuttle it.

Mike, I need you and Sarah
to drop inside KITT when we
get a location on Stevens.

Copy.
- No.

Sarah.

No. If Josh and Gus
want to jump, that's fine.

But you're coming
with Mike and me in KITT.

I can safely accommodate
up to four passengers
during a drop.

Okay. All right. When the time
comes, I'll drop inside KITT
with the two of you.

We managed to repair
the damage, and, for
the moment, she's stable.

But the problem is
we can't put her
on a respirator,

because the forced
breathing could tear
the stitches in her artery.

So, now we wait and hope
that she can continue
to breathe on her own.

Can I see her?

Take your time.

(SIGHS)

(WHISPERING) You dumb kid.

Dumb, stupid kid.

Come on, Stevens.
What the hell were you
doing in Phoenix?

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Speak of the devil.

On screen.

Maybe you can
help me with something?

According to the bomb's GPS,
the bomb exploded
over the target.

And yet,
it didn't explode over...

The GPS doesn't
measure altitude.

(CLAPPING)

Well played, Alex Torres.

No more games, Stevens.
What do you really want?

Oh, something that
money cannot buy.

That last bomb?

Yeah, that was just
window dressing.

The next one
will unleash horrors

that you cannot
bear to imagine.

What does that mean?
"Something money
cannot buy."

It means
he's a true believer.

But if we can figure out
what he does want,

then we might be
able to stop him.

(MACHINE BEEPING)

Don't worry,
I'm right here.

You're in the hospital.

Stevens rigged
the warehouse,
and it exploded.

The pen?

"Valdor."

Valdor.

(WHISPERING)
Valdor. Valdor.

Valdor?
- That's what
she wrote down.

Uh, John Valdor
pitches for Boston.

Val-d'Or.
A city in Québec.

Valdor Chemical.

Bring that up.

They produce chemicals
for household products,
cleaning supplies.

Cross-check it
against Stevens.

Nothing.

Try again with
the Pentagon.

(COMPUTER BEEPING)
There's
something here.

It's encrypted,
but I can
get through it.

Mike, you getting this?

MIKE: Yeah. KITT,
give us the broad strokes.

KITT: The files detail
a government contract
for Valdor to synthesize

compounds for
chemical weapons.

That's impossible.

There aren't
supposed to be

any chemical weapons
plants in the US.

These documents
indicate otherwise.

Stevens is going to
blow the plant.

That's what he wants.

Destruction on a massive scale
to prove to the Pentagon

that they were wrong
for not building his weapon.
The guy wants revenge.

KITT, do the documents
say where the plant
is located?

KITT: No, but I am currently
accessing the location
of Valdor's production plants.

It could be
any of them.

What about that one?

It's in Phoenix.
That's it!

Mike! That's your target!

KITT, can you access
security cameras
for that Valdor plant?

KITT: I am already
attempting to do so.

Maybe they're not
there yet.

Or maybe it's
the wrong location.

Here we go.

And there they are.

Olara's with them.

Have Gus set a course.
KITT, what's our ETA?

The plant is 142 miles
from our current location.

We can be at an optimal
drop point in 34 minutes.

KITT, how many people
are in that plant?

It appears very few
at this hour of the night.

I'll alert
the local authorities.

Call this in,
and 50 black-and-whites
will show up,

spook Stevens,
and he'll blow
that thing sky-high.

We can handle this.

All right, Mike.
You finish it.

OLARA: Why are you
doing this?

This country isn't
capable of taking
care of itself.

They just don't
know it yet.

So, you're going
to prove it by
blowing up a building?

I handed them a weapon
that could have stopped
all of this.

They just didn't
want to make it.

But after today,
they will.

I have spent many years
of my life trying
to protect my country

from self-important
children like you.

Hey, you know what?
During this whole time,

I just didn't feel bad
once about killing you,
and I still don't.

(GROANING)

All right,
I want you to
lower the gate.

Then, I want you to
wait a half an hour.

Then, I want you
to get the men.

And then, I want you to take
the million-dollar ransom

we got paid for that one,
and go. Got it? Go.

(GASPING)

Who is your mother?

(BEEPS)

KITT: We will reach
our drop zone in 32 seconds.

Thanks for
everything, Hank.

(BEEPING)

(SIGHING)

Bye, Hank.
Couldn't have done it
without you.

Dad, come on.
Let's go.

Sorry, baby.
KITT, Protocol
Beta 7-3.

(KITT BEEPING)

Dad!

KITT, open the door!
SARAH: Dad!

KITT: I'm sorry.
Per Dr. Graiman's
programming, I cannot.

Dad, what are you doing?

Sarah, I can't leave
these guys right now.
I'm fine, just do your job.

Find Stevens and stop him.

Dad!

I love you!

You sure about this,
Doc?

If I can help,
I'm staying.
Drop them.

KITT: I must commence
the drop, or we will
miss our window.

KITT, commence the drop.
Sarah, strap in now.

(CAR ENGINE STARTING)

(GROANING)

KITT is away.

(SIGHING)

This is quite
a ride, KITT.

KITT: Glad you're enjoying it.
We will have ground impact
in 38 seconds.

Gus, you won't be held
responsible if we've got
to scuttle the plane.

Sir, I'm not going to
put her on a possible
collision course

with a Hawaiian island
and leap. I've never
jumped ship before.

I don't intend
to start now.

Come on, Gus.
Cut the cowboy crap,
and let's ditch this bird.

Tell you what. You run
the calculations and get me
to that landing zone,

I can set her down.

You got it.
Let's do it.

You guys are crazy.
I'm jumping.
No doubt about it.

I understand, son.
Permission granted.

Sorry, Gus, Doc.

(CLANGING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

How long?
- Six minutes, 12 second s.

Stevens appears
to be arming the bomb.

I hope six minutes
is enough time.

I've been
running the numbers.

If the bomb explodes
in that plant,
the chemical reaction alone...

I know, Billy.

We're talking an immediate
death toll of six figures.

The worst disaster
ever on American soil.

(ALARM BEEPING)

(CHATTERING)

Get respiratory
up here, stat.
- Right away, Doctor.

DR. YOST: She's not breathing.
NURSE: On their way.

What happened?
- I don't know.

I've got no pulse!
Get me a crash cart now!
Somebody turn off that alarm.

Get them out of here!

TECHNICIAN: Watch your back.
Crash cart coming in.

DR. YOST: Charge 200.

Clear!
(ELECTRODES DISCHARGING)

TECHNICIAN: No response.
- Charge 300!

DR. YOST: Clear!

(ELECTRODES DISCHARGING)

(FLATLINE TONE)

Clear!

(ELECTRODES DISCHARGING)

(ELECTROCARDIOGRAPH BEEPING)

(SIGHING)

Okay, I've got a pulse.

(PANTING) Let's get an
updated set of vitals.

Tell radiology we need
a stat CT chest. Make sure
those stitches are holding.

Landing zone is
confirmed. Dropping
down to 7,000 feet.

We are 81.3 miles
from the landing zone.

Currently traveling
at 178 miles per hour.

Head wind is
at 53 miles per hour.

KITT: The C-130 is attempting
to land. Shall I patch
the audio through?

I thought
they were bailing out.

KITT, get Dad
on chat line.

Dad, I thought
you had jumped.

Gus needed my help, honey.
We're going to land this.

Now, don't worry,
I've done the math.
We're in good shape.

You just concentrate
on what you're doing,
and we'll see you shortly.

Okay, be careful.
- You, to o.

There's no one
better than Gus.
They'll be fine.

Stevens is streaming a live
video message from the plant.
I will put it on screen.

A video message?
To who?
- Everyon e.

The Pentagon refused
to build my design.
They called it "excessive"

and "unnecessary."

This is a weapon
that would eliminate war.
You wanted bin Laden dead?

You just push in
the coordinates,
and it was done.

But, you see,
nobody listens unless
something horrible happens.

And now, once again, it will.

In exactly five minutes,

I will detonate a hafnium bomb
in the Valdor Chemical Plant.

Now, if you had my weapon,
you could position it
in time to stop me.

But you don't.

Good luck.

It's disturbing that
Stevens truly believes

he's acting in the best
interest of mankind.

I know, KITT.
That's why he's
a crazy person.

Mike? You see that?

Yep. That guy's really
lost it. Don't worry,
we're almost there.

We are approaching
the barricade.

Put all available camera
angles on the screen
and enhance.

KITT, go Stealth Attack Mode.

Initiating transformation.

Stealth Attack Mode achieved.

KITT, I need you to disable
their radio frequencies.

Accessing and corrupting now.
We will encounter resistance
in 14 seconds.

KITT, what kind of weapon
does he have?

KITT: Glock 9mm.
Extended clip.

How many rounds?
- 20 lef t.

That means he should
be done right about now.

(GUN FIRES)

That is
such a turn-on.

I'll go in alone.
You tell me where they are.
I'll take them out.

If I need you
to back me up,
can you handle it?

Yeah.

KITT: Michael, these men
are armed and very dangerous.
Are you still having fun?

This part
I don't like so much.

KITT: Enemy at
your one o'clock, high.

(GUN FIRES)

Another approaching.
Six o'clock, low.

(GUN FIRES)

10 yards down
the right corridor,
there is another target.

(GUN FIRES)

Stevens is in
the second room
on your left.

Olara and another employee
are with him.

Perfect.
Do you have a plan?

I'm going to walk in
and shoot them.
- Subtl e.

I thought so.
(GROANS)

(GUN FIRES)

(GASPING) Mike!
He is holding the trigger!

(CHUCKLING) Mike.
How are you?

I am so impressed, man.
Really, I...
How did you find me?

Let her walk,
and I'll tell you.

Oh, no, no, no, Mike.
I'm sorry.
Sincerely, I'm sorry.

I...
Nobody is walking
out of here.

(GASPS)
Including me.

Stevens, disarm the bomb.

Mike, why do you
do this job?

Because they let me
shoot bad guys.

Mike, you are fighting

for people who do not
have the mettle to do
what's necessary.

See, I disagree with you
there, Stevens.

And how's that?
- Well, I'm here, aren't I?

Yes, you are.
And that's exactly
my point. One man.

They sent one man
to stop this.

And he can't.

You know what, Stevens?

For the first time all day,
you're probably right.
Sarah, trigger!

(GUN FIRES)

Nice grab.
(OLARA CRYING)
- Oh, my God.

Thanks.

(CRYING) Mike. Mike.
- It's all right, it's
all right. You're safe.

You're okay.

(GASPS)

Come on, Ambassador.
We've got a chopper inbound.

You leave now, you can
make it to the negotiations.

But I have already
missed the negotiations.

Oh, we made a few calls.
You can still make it.
You good?

Oh, yes, Mike.
I'm good.

Good.

Hi. Still holding
a trigger.

Just hold on.
Bomb squad will
be here any second.

(LAUGHING) You're
not really going to
leave me here.

You'll be fine.
Just don't let go.

Thank you very much.
Nice to meet you.

(LAUGHING) Mike?

Mike! Mike!

Fuel is dumped.
Approach looks good.
Thanks for the help, Doc.

Anytime, Gus.
Let's get this sucker
on the ground.

(CHUCKLING)
Sounds good to me.

(ALARM BEEPING)

Sorry, Doc.

Oh...

Remember, boys,
don't shoot the girl
holding the trigger.

This is your ride.

Oh, Mike, I owe you
everything, and my country
owes you as well.

It is so good to know
there are people
who understand what is right

and are willing
to fight for it.
Thank you, Mike.

Good luck, Olara.
We'll be watching.

Okay. Yes.

AGENT: Ambassador,
right this way.
- Yes.

KITT: Michael. May I
speak with you, please?

You are
speaking with me, KITT.

I have something
we need to discuss.
It's important.

Dude, it's been
a really long day.

If you're secretly falling
in love with me, I'm going
to be awfully upset.

So, how do you feel, hon?
- Not great.

Zoe told me to tell you
that they caught Stevens
and stopped the bomb.

Did Dr. Yost...

Do you have any idea
when I'm going
to get out of here?

(SIGHS) Carrie, Carrie.

(SCOFFS) Your rib pierced
what maybe is the most
important artery in your body.

It's a miracle
that you're alive.

Just say it.

It's going to be months
and months before
you're fully recovered.

You're never going to
work in the field again.

You don't know that.

I'm sorry, it's over.
This, this life is over.

(SIRENS WAILING)

(SIGHING) Thanks
a lot, douche nozzle.

Next time you leave me
holding the trigger
to a live bomb,

we're going to
have a problem.

Sarah, we got word
from the SSC
about the plane.

Did they make it
back okay?

No, they didn't.
When they were coming
in for the landing,

there was an explosion.

I don't know.

The fuel line, maybe.

Sarah, no one survived.

I'm so sorry.

(LAUGHS) Mike.

Sarah, our father is dead.

(CRYING)

(KITT HUMMING)