All language subtitles for 113 - Forget Me Not

KITT, go into surveillance mode
and get ready to roll.

- Why would anyone wanna kill me?
- That's what we're hoping you'd tell us.

I think we just hit
the jackpot, KITT.

We are playing right
into the hands of that jackal.

Michael, look out!
Look out!

[Gunshots]

[Man]
Knight Rider, a shadowy flight
into the dangerous world of a man...

who does not exist.

Michael Knight, a young loner...

on a crusade to champion
the cause of the innocent,

the helpless,
the powerless,

in a world of criminals
who operate above the law.

What are you doing here?
I need a towel.

Help yourself.

Hey, I told you
not to go outside.

How am I supposed to protect you
if you keep running away from me...

every chance you get?
Oh, Michael,
I was underwater.

No one could see me there, no?

What ever happened
to those neat little clip-on numbers
I used to get when I was a kid?

They were great.
Yes, wait, wait.
I'll do this for you.

So, you've had some experience
at this, huh?

Some.

Recently?

Why be so secretive?
I mean,

after all,
we are living together.

Working together.

Just trying to be friendly.

After you prevent
my father's assassination,

then I can tell you
all about me.

And, uh, you can tell me
all about you.

And we will have
a lovely time. Hmm?

There.

How's that?
Thank you.

I feel silly.

Well, you look so handsome.

All the girls
will love you madly.

Jealous?
Of course not.

Because, uh,
at the end of the evening,

you will come home
to me, right?

She's dangerous.

[Woman]

�� Get closer ��

��Hold her hand �ܢ�

[KITT]
Are you ready to be briefed
before you attend this, uh, party?

Rudy del Fuego hosting a bunch
of assassins isn't my idea of a party.

I suppose you also find it tedious
to conduct your surveillance
from a rented beach house.

All expenses paid
by the Foundation, of course.

And the girl too.
I mean, don't forget
the beautiful girl I'm living with.

[KITT]
Working with.

What's that, KITT?
San Mirada.

A militaristic state
until the recent election
of President Eduardo Casafranca.

[Michael]
Maria Elena's father?

[KITT]
Yes, there's been a slight change.
He's arriving a day early...

to attend the international
equestrian show.

Then he'll continue
his appearances as scheduled,

in spite of the threats
on his life.

Who's that?
Your host, Rudy del Fuego.

The man who had the most to lose
when Casafranca was elected.

[Michael]
Yeah, and the most to gain
by his assassination.

One thing's for sure...
he's not gonna
pull the trigger himself.

His kind never does.

This is David Burns.
An American investor
in San Mirada's emerald mines...

and the most likely
coconspirator.

Myjob is to find the hired gun.
Any ideas, KITT?

Yes, I think a striped tie
would be very nice with that suit.

Or perhaps a simple paisley,
don't you think?

I'll park it myself.
Thanks.

Hey, it's okay.
I've driven
one of these before.

It's been acting kind of funny,
so if you'll just point out a good spot.

Whatever.
Anywhere along there
will be fine.

Thank you.
[Tires Squeal]

Some guys will do anything
to save a buck.

It's gonna
cost him plenty.

[Woman]
Rudy.!
Margo.!

I'm so glad you made it.
I thought you were out of town.

- I was.
- Paul, it's so nice to see you.

Welcome.

Thank you very much.

Here you are, my love.

Hey, Marcello.
How's Nancy?

[Rudy]
Hey, Larry, you son of a gun.

How long has it been?
Did you see my wife Kiki?

Please go inside.
Thank you very much.
Have a nice day.

[Clangs]

That's one.

[Chattering]

Hello, darling.
How have you been?

Hello. Fine.
How are you?

It was Rio, wasn't it?
Two years ago, last spring?

Rio?
You must try
Rudy's hot tub, darling.

It'll bring back memories.

Well, I'd love to,
but I didn't bring my swimsuit.

Your swimsuit?

We didn't meet in Rio,
did we?

Forgive me.
I didn't recognize you
with your clothes on.

I mean...
Never mind.

Try Rudy's hot tub anyway.

Hmm. That's two.

Nice seeing you.
Maurice.

Sorry.
That's off-limits.

Oh, somebody down there told me
this was the bathroom.

Well, obviously, somebody
down there is mistaken.

Why don't you try it again?

Rio. Two years ago,
last spring?
No.

There's a guy who looks
just like you. No?

No.

Um... Oh, it's you.

- Thank you.
- For what?

For the champagne, remember?

Oh, the cha...
Yeah, of course, I remember.
It was my pleasure.

Hmm. Actually,
I'd already decided that...

I had more than enough, but, well,
since you delivered it so nicely...

What's your name anyway?
My name is Michael.

Hey, no kidding?
They ever call you Mickey?

- Never.
- It's a good thing.

It could get confusing.
I mean, 'cause that's my name...
Micki with an "i."

I know it's a dumb name,
but it's the only one I got.

What's the matter?
You all right?

No, I don't feel so good.

I think it was
that last glass of champagne.

- I'm sorry.
- It's okay. I'm a big girl now.

But I think I'd better
go find someplace to lie down.

All right.
You take it easy, okay?

[Rudy And Man Chattering]

Try to get out
of this one, buddy.

So, you trust this man, huh?
This Frenchman.

He's the best.
Purely professional.

No political
or personal axes to grind.

Not like us,
huh, David?

That's your business.

All I care about
is protecting my investments.

You seem to be doing
all right.

It's all on credit.

Everything I have went into
San Mirada's emerald mines...

on your assurances
that your friends
would remain in power there.

We both have a great deal
to lose, my friend.

[Sighs]

[Camera Clicking]

Let's go down
and enjoy the party.

There is a young lady
I want you to meet.

Oh, hi.

I must have fallen asleep.

It's real comfy.
It's a little warm maybe, but...

KITT, go in your surveillance mode
and meet me at the door.

[Engine Starts]

[Tires Squealing]

Hey, what's going on?

[KITT]
I would have been here sooner,
but you didn't tip the valet.

Car just left here, KITT,
with two guys.

And a female in the backseat,
apparently unconscious.

They turned right
at the end of the driveway.

It's a gray Seville.

- Shall we overtake them?
- No, not just yet.

I wanna make sure
I know where they're headed.

- So, what are we gonna do with her?
- Let's keep it simple.

There's a whole ocean out there.
We might as well use it.

- Grab her!
She's trying to get out!
- Let go of me!

Aah!

- What's going on?
- They seem to be out of control.

Let's go.

Aah! Get the wheel!
I can't see!
Stop it!

[Micki Screams]

[Man]
Crazy broadjumped out.

I'm afraid that was
your unconscious female.

[Michael]
Let's cut 'em off.

[Man]
Hey, who's that guy anyway?

[Man #2]
Let's get going.

[KITT]
Michael, you're
letting them get away.

I know, KITT, but we gotta
make sure the girl's okay.

Think it'll hold, KITT?

My winch apparatus
was not designed
for mountain climbing.

But I'm willing to risk it
if you are.

You're one lucky lady.

There you go.

[Hook Clicks]

All right, KITT.
Let's go!

[Whirring]

KITT. KITT!

Michael, the pulley is overheated.
I'm cooling it now.

[Straining]

It's ready now.
Terrific!

A temporary memory loss?
You mean, she has amnesia?

Not exactly.
The doctor said that sometimes...

a trauma can cause
a psychological block.

It's possible
she could remember
a few things.

I don't want her interfering
with your work.

Devon, all I know is
those two guys from the party,
they didn't take her for a joyride.

Okay, okay,
but what if she's a spy?

How can we be sure
that she's not secretly
working for... for Rudy?

Probably because Rudy
tried to have her killed.

What I wanna do
is find out why.

I don't like this.
I don't like the...

We are playing
right into the hands
of that jackal.

Trust doesn't come too easy
for you, does it?

There's no time left for trust.

[Burns]
But you didn't check
to see if she was dead.

She went over. I saw it.
When that car got in the way,

well, I figured the best thing to do
was to get outta there fast.

The best thing to do
is to finish the job.

This wouldn't have happened
in my country.

In your country, Rudy,
they shoot first
and ask questions later.

I want you to check the beach
for tire marks. Anything.
Watch her house.

If she's dead,
get rid of the body.

If she's alive,
I wanna know who she talked to
and what she said.

Yes, sir.
Let's go.

[Sighs]

Should we tell the Frenchman
about the girl?

You don't inform professionals
of that sort.

You simply hire
and pay them.

In that case,
I once again...

put my trust in you,
David Burns.

- Cheers.
- Isn't it a little early for this?

Never too early to celebrate
success and friendship.

Hey, lovely color...

the color of money.

Hey, this is useless.
We can't even get down there.

So, what are we gonna do?

We come back in the daylight
with a boat. Come on.

[Radio]

�� Get closer ��

�� Want love ��
Is this safe enough?

�� Hold her hand ��
That's perfect.

But if we can see Rudy through these,
there's a good chance he can see us.

Mm, what's that smell?

Coconut oil.

Makes you feel
like having a pina colada.

Or something.

Excuse me.
Where am I?

Morning, Micki.
I'm Michael, remember?

Micki?
Who's Micki?

- What's going on around here?
- There was an accident yesterday,

[Radio Off]
And you had
a temporary memory loss.

Oh. Then, it wasn't a dream.

Um, do I know you?

I'm Michael Knight.
I met you at the party yesterday.

Look, I don't meet guys at parties
and then go home with them.

I don't think.

Do you remember anything?
Anything at all?

I think there were...
there were two men.

L-I felt...
I felt like I was falling.

I don't understand.

Those two men,
we think they tried
to kill you.

Why would anyone wanna kill me?

That's what we were hoping
you'd tell us.

- Did you think of something?
- Kind of. I'm hungry.

Don't worry, Micki.
We'll help you remember.

Now, did you take a purse
with you to the party?

Yeah. I mean, well...

Well, l-I guess so.
Don't you think?
Maybe I dropped it.

I'll tell you what.
I'll go down to the beach
and look for it, huh?

If you need me,
either of you,

you call me on the comlink.
[Micki]
Uh, Michael?

- Thank you.
- That's okay.

- You're a real nice lady.
- Am I?

Somebody doesn't think so.

Michael, there were a substantial
number of vehicles at the party last night.

Doing a comparative analysis
of license plates can be very involved,

sometimes as far back
as the factory where the car was made.

Kinda like a family tree, huh?

I hate to be the one
to break this to you,
but automobiles are not human.

They have no lineage
or personality.

I wonder why
I keep forgetting that.

You've probably begun to form
a psychological attachment to me.

That would be
a logical human response.

No.

I think it was that '56 Chevy
I had in high school.

Boy, I loved that car.

- Really?
- [Chuckles]

KITT, go into
surveillance mode, huh?

- Michael?
- Yeah, KITT.

Could your 1956 Chevrolet
go into surveillance mode?

No, but we sure had some fun
cruising hamburger joints.

Ray, we got company.

You always carry a purse
when you go to the beach?

Well, it keeps my suntan lotion
from melting.

- See ya.
- Hold it.

Sometimes it attracts
the wrong kind of people.

KITT, I need help.

[Engine Starts, Tires Squeal]

Just give us the purse.

I'm sorry.
I mean, I didn't realize, you know?

It really doesn't go
with your outfit at all.

It's my mother's.

[Engine Revving, Tires Squealing]

[Man]
What the hell is that?

Ray! Ray, come on!
Forget that! Let's get outta here!
Come on!

Michael, are you all right?
Michael?

[KITT]
I'm afraid this is
as far as we go, Michael.

[Exasperated Groan]

Let's go back and get
what we came for.

Don't worry.
I'll talk to Bonnie
about adding pontoons.

It doesn't make sense.

I mean, nobody leaves the house
without a driver's license,

some kind of I.D.

What good is a key
if I don't know where it fits?

[Sniffling]

I'm sorry.
I don't know.
I just feel so helpless.

You're all I've got.
You know what's
the scariest part of all?

The more time goes by,

the more scared I get
that I'm not gonna remember.

I promise you
I'll find out who you are.

Somebody's bound to
report your disappearance.

What if they don't?

Then they don't know
what they're missing.

[Sniffling]
You better get ready.

Okay.
You hang in there.

Excuse me.
No problem.

Uh, actually,
I wanted a word with you.

In private
if you don't mind.

Why would I mind?

Michael,

I'm getting worried.

Join the club.

I'm serious.
My father arrives in one hour,

and we still don't have a clue
of who could be his...
his murderer.

Marie Elena,
we don't have that much
to work with.

It... It's this thing
with Micki.

I know she's a nice girl.
I know, but...

it's all this time
you spend with her.

Micki's memory
could turn out to be the clue.
And what if it isn't?

If you spend all your time on her,
maybe it's too late to help my father.

[Sighs]
I'm sorry, Michael.

But you are
our only hope right now.

And... And we need you.

I need you.

[Doorbell Rings]
Round three.

Of the seven possible assassins,
my sources have uncovered
movement in three areas.

Micki, you recognize
any of these pictures?

Hmm.

No. But this one kind of
looks like Al Pacino,
don't you think?

Sorry.

This one is Carlos.
Somehow or other,

I don't think they'd hire him
for a Latin American hit.

Romeo and Juliet.

- Devon, that's one picture.
Are they a team?
- They're one person.

No one knows if the assassin
is a man or a woman.

Now, the Frenchman
is a definite possibility.

The Frenchman?

There was something
about a Frenchman.

- Are you sure?
- Yes!

L-I remember these two guys
were talking about a Frenchman.

What exactly did they say?

Micki, that's good. Really.
It saves us a lot of work.

All we gotta do now
is find the Frenchman's aliases.

- Hello.
- [All] Hello.

Joe Palmer.
I remember I'm engaged to him.

You're engaged
to the Frenchman?

No. L-I'm engaged toJoe Palmer.
He's my fiance.

We have to find him.
He'll know who I am.

[Watch Beeps]
Yeah, what is it?

My scanners show Burns's car
is now leaving the beach house.

I'll be right there.
Wait. What about me?

Bonnie will show you
how to use the comlink.

I'm sorry, Micki.

I'm sorry.
Please, try to understand.

You know,
this is so important.

I understand, okay?
I understand that you have a father...

and a home
and you know someone loves you.

I understand perfectly.

Michael, what is the purpose
of following David Burns?

Instinct, KITT. Instinct.

You know I can't compute instinct.
Is there anything I can do?

Yeah. Promise to cruise
a hamburger joint
with me someday.

If we must.
But meanwhile, Burns is now
three quarters of a mile up...

and turning left.
Great.

As long as they don't know
where we are.

I think we just hit
the jackpot, KITT.

[KITT]
Well, while we wait
for the payoff,

I've had some results
on the Frenchman's aliases.

I still haven't determined
which is his real name.

That's okay. He probably
doesn't even remember himself.

- Wow, that's great, KITT.
- Merci beaucoup.

Just how many languages
do you speak now, anyway?

- Should I count the archaic tongues?
- [Chuckles]

Hi, Joe?
This is Micki.

You know... Micki.
[TV, Indistinct]

You don't know.

This is Joe Palmer,
isn't it?

I see. Well, I'm sorry
if I bothered you.

Have a nice day.

[TV, Indistinct]

KITT, do you see what I see?

If you're referring to that derelict
70 meters in front of us, yes.

[Beeping]
Go in for a closer look, huh?

Michael, why should that common bum
be of any concern to us?

Because your average common bum
doesn't wear a Swiss watch.

Shall we, as you say, take him?

Not just yet.
Let's just follow him.

I don't wanna blow it
till we're sure.
[Engine Starts]

I don't wanna report
a missing person.

I wanna know
if someone else did.

No, I know where she is.

Look. All I wanna know...

is did someone report
a missing Micki?

This is not a joke.

It's not even a little bit funny.

Oh, forget it.

[TV, Indistinct]

[Michael]
Pretty big hotel, KITT.
How am I gonna find his room, huh?

[KITT]
Well, why don't you use
your instincts, Michael?

[Michael]
Yeah, right.

[Bell Dings]

Hi. Sorry to bother you,
but I locked my keys in my room.

[Chuckles]
Always happens when I'm in a hurry.

719.

Thank you.

[Woman On TV]
All he cares about is hurting me...

and stealing something
from Steven Brickmont.

Something... that's you.

You're nothing
but a piece of property.

That's not true.
And by next week,

I'm going to be...

Mrs. Joe Palmer.
I won't allow it.

I'll stop him
if I can't stop you.
That's me!

Look, Joe loves me
and I love him.

I'm an actress.
Of course!

You wouldn't know
what to do with a real man.

A pretty good actress too.

[Pounding]

[Grunts]
I lost him.

Well, you're only human,
and he is one of the world's best.

Yeah.
[Beeping]

What's that?
The comlink.
Micki depressed the switch.

- I have a message for you.
- Okay, let's hear it.

[Beeping]

[Micki's Voice]
Michael? It's me, Micki Bradburn.

See? I remembered everything.
I'm going home.
KITT?

I've anticipated
your next request, Michael.

There is a Micki
with an "i" Bradburn
living in Santa Monica.

- Let's go!
- [Tires Squeal]

[Chuckles]

Welcome home.

Yeah, I can keep her here
till the action dies down.

Then we can tie up
the loose ends.

Right.

Look.

I don't remember anything.

I got amnesia
when I fell off the cliff. See?

Amnesia?
You've been watching
too many soap operas.

[Man On P.A.]
Ladies and gentlemen,
mesdames and messieurs,

welcome to the Third Los Angeles
International Equestrian Grand Prix.

Our field of contestants
representing 12 nations...

are now in the process
of filing onto the field...

and trooping the colors
of their respective countries...

prior to the national anthem...

and a start
to this afternoon's competition.

We are honored today
to have 44...

of the world's premiere
Grand Prix horses and riders.

Hope I'm not too late.

[Car Door Closes]

Um, well, can I get you
something to drink?

[Micki Coughing]

You're the one who needs
something to drink.
[Grunts]

Come on, we'd better go
and call for reinforcements.

[No Audible Dialogue]

I understand that this is
your favorite sport,
Mr. President.

Actually, Maria Elena's mother
has always loved horses.

I feel that it's important
for our country
to be represented...

in such an international event.

My people will be very proud
and very happy.

Well, Daddy,
it will make me very happy...

if you turn around right now
and get back into that plane.

What would I say
when I got back
to San Mirada, daughter?

No. To become
a coward is as hateful
as becoming a dictator.

Daddy?
Si, querida.

I'm very proud of you.

I am a very stubborn old man.

You are my president.

Is this a pep talk
before my speech?

Maybe.

Micki, do you remember
one of those guys
trying to kill you?

No.

Well, sort of.
L-I think that...

Well, it must have had something
to do with what I heard them say
about that French guy.

All right. What else
did you hear them say?

Something about, uh,

people watching.
People watching?

A pedestrian show?
Pedestrian show?

Wait a minute.
An... An equestrian show?

- KITT?
- Yes, Michael.

The equestrian grounds.
According to my calculations,

- they're 20 miles from here.
- Let's go for it.

[Michael]
Did you reach Devon yet?

[KITT] There's a great deal of activity
on the communication system there.
I'm working on it.

Michael, look out!
Look out!

Michael, if you don't stop driving
like this, I'm gonna jump out.

Again?

[No Audible Dialogue]

[KITT]
Michael, I'm picking up a man
with a high-powered weapon.

- He's 50 meters straight ahead.
- [Gunshots]

- [Gunfire Continues]
- [Clamoring]

Get him in the limo.
Let's go! Move it!

Michael, be careful!

Don't worry.
You're completely safe
in this car.

I meant the horses.
Don't scare the horses.

Hang on!

We can easily catch him, Michael.

I know, KITT,
but I don't wanna hurt the horse.
Just wanna wear him out.

[Horses Neighing]

[Siren Wailing]

Take over, buddy.

[Tires Skid]

[Siren Wailing]

Yeah!

[Radio]

�� Get closer ��

�� Want love �ܢ�

[Radio Off]

[Sighs]

Michael?
Yes, KITT.

How much longer
will we be staying here?

- Two days. Why?
- The sea air is very bad
for my circuitry.

Well, it's real good
for my, uh, my lungs.

See you in two days, buddy.

- Michael, you don't have
enough flowers.
- What are you talking about?

My sensors show Marie Elena
already has a visitor.

For you.
Thank you.
You're so sweet.

For you.
Thank you.
My hero.

Well, anybody wanna, uh,
cruise a hamburger joint?

[Man]
Michael Knight, a lone crusader
in a dangerous world,

the world of the Knight Rider.