All language subtitles for 114 - Hearts of Stone

A thousand Hail Marys
or your life.

Get down! Get down!

You got access to some of the best
automatic assault rifles around.

You got anything
particular in mind?

This weapon is to what
KITTis to conventional cars.

Come on in.
Make yourselves comfortable.

[Sobbing]
Roberto!

Hang on to your fenders, pal.
This could be tough.

[Automatic Weapons Firing]

[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.

[Man Speaking Latin]

[No Audible Dialogue]

Excuse me.
Father Carlos Laguna?
Yes?

I'm Michael Knight.

Thank you for coming.

Devon Miles told me
you might have a name for me.

A contact.
Yes. I'll be seeing someone
after the 1:00 Mass.

He'll have the contact's name.

I'll be going straight to
my sister's wedding reception.
Could you meet me there?

Yeah. Father, I'm on my way back
from New Orleans.

I haven't had a chance to
get together with Devon yet.

But from what he told me,
it sounds like something
the police should handle.

[Sighs]
The attacks are hit-and-run.

The police?
[Sighs]

They ask questions.
They, uh, take pictures.
They count bullet holes.

Tuesday afternoon,
they shot my brother Miguel.

Two men in a car
with automatic assault rifles.

He was standing in the middle
of a gas station in South Houston.

You know, innocent people
could have been killed.

But they don't care,
these, um, corazones de piedras.

Corazones...
It's what my family
calls them.

Corazones de piedras
means, um, "hearts of stone."

Michael, what do you think
of my new voice modulator?

[Michael]
Nice, KITT. Real nice.

[Devon]
As you see, no one knows
who these new people are.

There are six of them,
at least four of whom are veterans,

either Special Forces
or crack troops at any rate.

Now the Laguna family are proud,
fiercely loyal and tough,

but these gentlemen,
oh, they're different.

They don't play by the old rules.

They've got guns to sell,
and in order to do that,
the Lagunas have got to move over.

Well, the Lagunas resisted.

As you see,
it's becoming a war in the streets.

This is what it's over.

Looks like something out
of Buck Rogers or Star Wars.
It's called the Nunn X-19.

[Devon]
Legally manufactured
in Lexington, Kentucky...

and advertised as the most
efficient automatic assault rifle
in the world today.

It features as standard equipment
a rocket launcher.

Rate of fire...
850 rounds per minute.

So you see, it's much
more efficient than the Uzi...

and anything the U.S. Army
is producing today.

In other words,
a superior weapon in every respect.

You said "legally manufactured."
Oh, it's legally manufactured.

Diverted into the world of
black market arms in various ways.

Weapons stolen, shipments lost,
records incomplete.

Its primary market is
the turmoil in Central America.

Here, I want you
to get the feel of it.
Well...

there's only one way to do that.
[Cocks Weapon]

Wow!

Would you like to have
a go at the rocket?

Oh, please do.

[Clicks Switch]
Ready?

[Michael] Devon, just what is it
you're looking for from me?
[Devon] Find these people.

Convince them that you're
a black market arms dealer,
arrange a buy.

If we could catch them dirty...
that is, with the guns...

we can cut the pipeline
into Mexico,

and we can save lives
on both sides of the border.

It's gonna take more than a name
from Father Carlos Laguna
to sell me as an arms dealer.

Well, we've arranged for some help
in that area, Michael.

Specialized data banks
on Texas, Mexico,

ex-Special Forces
and Green Beret personnel,

major and minor figures
in international arms smuggling.

Is KITT ready?

KITT's got it all.
We've honed it to
the final contingency, my boy.

In that case, you'd better let me get
out of here before I change my mind.

Adios, mis amigos.

�� Well, hell, I got everything
that money could buy ��

��In a place where
a face ain't got no name ��

��Down here everybody playing
that old sneaky game ��

��Down in Mexico ��

�� Well, hard to be a man
down in Mexico ��

��Mexico, ahh
Mexico ��

�� Well, hard to be a man
down in Mexico �ܢ�

�ܢ� [Spanish]
[Engine Revving]

Hey, dude. You're lookin' at
the fastest car in Houston.

The mean machine. Blow that
black bucket right off the road.

Yeah. Maybe some other time, huh?

Yeah, sure.
[Motor Revving, Tires Squealing]

KITT, don't fall in love with
one of these beautiful cars
and run off on me, huh?

I wouldn't dream of it.
Michael, have you finished
reviewing my new data banks?

- Something I should know?
- Don't drink the water.

- KITT, we're not in Mexico.
We're just outside of Houston, Texas.
- I hear "marachis."

I'm gonna have to get Bonnie
to reprogram your Spanish.
It's mariachis.

Hi, guys.

Buenos dias.
Que pasa?

- Michael!
- Hello, Father.

Con permiso.
Excuse us.

[Sighs]
Did you get the name, Father?

Our contact is Angie.
Angie?
I expected a man.

Yeah, well, in this business,
it pays to, uh,
expect the unexpected.

Where is she?

All I know is she's a cocktail waitress
at a place called The Embers
in downtown Houston.

This is hard for you,
isn't it, Father?

- [Grunts]
- A thousand Hail Marys or your life.

[Laughing]

Roberto?
Yes?

I want you to meet
a friend of mine, Michael Knight.
How do you do?

Thank you for coming.
Hello, Roberto.

Roberto here is my youngest brother.
The youngest and the craziest.

Vato loco.
To be Catholic is hard enough.

But with a brother
that's a priest...
[Speaking Spanish]

[All Laughing]
Come on.

- Michael?
- Yeah, KITT?

There's a truck approaching
with men hidden in the bed.

All right, get over here right away
and get in between us and them.

[Engine Starting]

- Get down! Get down!
- [People Screaming]

[Gunshots]
[Father Carlos]
Michael.!

Roberto's been hit. He's bleeding bad.
We've got to get him to a hospital.

[Speaking Spanish]

Well, it looks like the bullet
severed an artery in his leg,

but they said with a little rest and care
he's gonna be all right.
That's good.

Yeah.
I'll be in touch, huh?

Michael, be careful.

Thank you, Father.
Yeah.

What'll it be?
A bottle of beer, please.
Whatever's coldest.

- Keep the change, huh?
- Thank you, pardner.

Looking for a cocktail waitress.
Maybe you know her. Name's Angie.

Who wants her?
A friend of a friend.

Are you lookin' for me?
You Angie?

I'm whoever you want me to be.
You want me to be Angie,
I'll be Angie. Who are you?

Name's Michael.
Well, Michael,
what can I do for you?

Angie, I'm a gun collector.

An acquaintance of mine told me
you might be able to steer me
in the right direction.

What direction is that?
Well, Angie,
I'm looking for some rifles.

Automatic assault weapons.
I don't know what you're talking about.

Look, Angie, I, uh,

I'll make it worth your while.

Excuse me.
I don't know you.

Well, let me just tell you
I'm a businessman.

My business just happens
to be weapons.

- Who gave you my name?
- A man you never heard of.

A man who used to do business
with the Lagunas.

Angie, he told me the Lagunas
are on their way out,

and you might be able to introduce me
to the people who are on their way in.

All I'm asking from you
is an introduction.

If I'm not for real,
your people will know.

I mean, that's their job,
not yours.

I usually give
a five percent commission.

In your case, I'll make it 10.

Take it or leave it.

I'll make a call.

If the answer's yes,
I'll meet you in front in five minutes.

If the answer's no,
I never want to see you again.

[Angie]
You mind if I turn on this radio?
[Michael] Go ahead.

This is a weird-looking dash.
Doesn't this radio play anything
besides Mexican music?

It's a weird radio.
It goes with the dash.

[Turns Radio Off]

These people are bad.
I sure hope you're
who you say you are.

You always this suspicious?

Mm-mmm. Just when it comes
to this kind of business.

[Sighs]
I hate it.

Then why are you in it, Angie?

I'm not in it. I just happen
to know these people, that's all.

[Crickets Chirping]

I'll be right there.
I just got to lock up.

KITT, get the license plate number
on every car here.

I don't have a strange-looking dash.
I'm proud of my dash.

Don't take it personally.

I just hope the name you gave me
is gonna work in there.

I simply selected the name
least likely to be traceable with
the information Bonnie added to...

Okay. Okay.
I'm sorry I mentioned it.

De nada. How's that?

Not bad. Not bad.

[Chattering]
[Woman]
Tell them to bring water.

Hey, R.J. How you doin'?

I'll tell Ricky we're here.

Howdy.
What brings you out this way?

A little bit of this
and a little bit of that.

How about you?
Same thing.

A whole lot of this
and a whole lot of that.

Well, I hope to see you later.
Don't you run off now, you hear?

Michael.

Blink and I'll put your brains
all over this wall, boy.

Angie tells me you're
looking for some guns.

- Well, who said we had 'em?
- A fella named Pavlon.

Emile Pavlon told me
to look you guys up.

Go get us a couple of cold beers.

You know Emile, huh?

- How's he doin' these days?
- He's not doing too good. He's in
Torreon Federal Prison in Guatemala.

Yeah, we heard about that.
Too bad. Is that where you met him?

No. I met him in a little town called
Sabana Grande in Puerto Rico in 1979.

He was running Thompsons
by the thousands down there to Belize.

Did some business.
He told me to look you guys up.

What'd he say about us?

He said your prices are too high.

He also told me you got access to some
of the best automatic assault rifles around.

Now tell me somethin'.
Does Emile still have that tattoo
on his arm?

Which arm?
He's got 'em on both.

You got anythin' particular in mind?

The Nunn X-19.
Hey, that's a real good choice.
Good gun.

How many you lookin' for?
How many you got?

- Twenty boxes, eight to a box.
- How much?

- Fifteen hundred a copy. You want 'em all?
- Yeah.

- Two hundred and forty thousand, cash.
- When can we do it?

Well, when can you have the money?

Tomorrow.
We'll be ready.

When you're ready,
contact Angie.

Thanks.

See if you can get a line
on Emile Pavlon.

I want to know if this guy
is who he says he is.

[Father Carlos]
The wages of sin is death.

I know what the Bible says, Carlos.

Mi hermano, if you want to talk to me,
talk to me as a brother, not as a priest.

I can't separate the two, Roberto.
No Christian can.

You can't go on living
with one foot in each world.

Church on Sunday,
business as usual on Monday.

Why not?
The rest of the world does.

Roberto,

you listen to me.

You're the youngest.
You can change.

You can leave all
this craziness behind you.

How? By becoming
a priest like you?

One priest is enough in any family.
Someone has to fight.
Why?

Because if we don't fight,
we'll be killed. You know that.

It's one thing to sit in church
and talk about violence and death
and how it must end.

But it's another thing
when you can't drive down the street
without wondering if they're behind you.

It's another thing when you can't even
go to your own sister's wedding
without being shot.

You talk about me changing, leaving.

What about the family?

What should I do, turn my back
while they shoot my brothers?

They're my brothers, too, you know.

Because I don't fight and shoot and kill,
does that mean I've turned my back?

Not to my family.
To violence, yes.

To sin and death,
yes, I've turned my back.

They're different things,
Roberto.

Don't turn away from me.
[Sighs]

You never cease to amaze me.

You almost made a liar
out of me on this one, Michael.

I believe I told you that
I had every contingency covered.

Looks to me like you do.

By the skin of my teeth.

Two hundred and forty thousand dollars
is a large sum of money
to raise overnight.

I had to borrow
from several accounts.

One of them being
the annual charity benefit fund.

Oh, you're telling me
to be careful, right?
Please do.

What's that?
A receipt for the money.

You don't trust me?
My dear fellow,
a mere formality.

Thank you.
Good. I can read it.

[Scoffs]

How's KITT?
Practicing Spanish
every chance he gets.

I had him run a make on all the cars
that were there last night.

Interesting collection
of people, Devon.

There's a couple from Canada,
people from Florida, a couple from Peru.

I'm not surprised.
The Stones are nomads.

They have no home,
no permanent address,
no families, no roots.

They will rent a house,
live in it for a couple of weeks,
then suddenly disappear.

They seem to have adopted techniques
of modern guerrilla warfare
and brought it home.

The Lagunas are sitting ducks.

When will you know
if it's on?
When the phone rings.

Michael, don't take any chances.

The serial numbers on these bills
have been recorded.

When you take possession
of the weapons, call me.

You got it.
[Phone Ringing]

- [Michael]
We meeting them at the house?
- Uh-uh. Somewhere else.

I'm sorry about last night.
I mean, the way they treated you.

That's all in a day's work.

- You seem different.
- From what?

The other people in this business.

So do you.

It's just up ahead.
There it is.

Turn left on that little road.

What's that?
It's a computerized
burglar alarm.

I just got it the other day.

I thought you said they'd supply
transportation for the guns.

They did.
It's probably in the warehouse.

Go ahead.
They're waitin' on you.

I like company.

They don't.

[Angie]
Drop the briefcase.!

Drop it or so help me
I'll shoot you where you stand.

Is this how the Stones do business?

They don't know
anything about this.

If you try and follow me,
so help me, I'll shoot.

I'm sorry, Michael.

I am really sorry.

KITT, check your scanners.
You got a car out there?

- No, Michael.
But there is a helicopter.
- All right, get in here fast!

- [Beeping]
- [Engine Starting]

Let's get that chopper.

KITT, I'm activating
ground-to-air surveillance
and the electrical jammer.

- [Whirring]
- [KITT] Michael, she's got
Devon's money, doesn't she?

Yes, she does.

Do you know who the Foundation's
annual charity benefit is for?

- I don't want to know.
- Widows and orphans.

Well, like I said,
let's get that chopper.

[Michael]
Give me everything
you got on thejammer.

[Engine Sputtering]

Hey, I can't get this thing to climb.
What the hell's goin' on here?

She just won't climb.

Pull enough juice from that coil
to bring her down and I swear to you
I'll erect a monument in your name.

I'll do my best, Michael.

[Engine Sputtering]

[Michael]
It's working, KITT. She's gonna
have trouble clearing that peak.

All right, keep her steady.

- What happened?
- I was forced to activate
my retro-rockets. Look.

- Ohh!
- Widows and orphans, Michael.

- KITT?
- Yes, Michael?

No monument.

I don't know anything about her.
But, Father, you gave me her name.

It was given to me.
By whom?

I can't tell you that.
What do you mean you can't tell me that?
You got to tell me that.

She's robbed me of $240,000
that I'm responsible for.

It was given to me
in the sanctity of the confessional.

I'd be violating my vows
if I told you. Just please
try to understand.

Michael, Roberto's disappeared.

What do you mean
Roberto's disappeared?
He was in the hospital.

He checked out an hour ago
against medical advice.

No one's heard from him.
Father, you don't...
you don't think it's the Stones?

I don't know what else to think.
Do you?
I'll let you know.

I'm sorry.
Visiting hours are over.
I'm not visiting.

I'm here to see about a patient
that was in this room...
Roberto Laguna?

You'll have to check with admissions.
I've checked with admissions.
They don't know.

Where you on duty when he left the room?
I'm really not authorized
to answer these questions.

Miss, it's a matter of life and death.

Come here. I want you
to take a look at something.
KITT, I need a visual on Angie.

Right away.

[Woman] What's going on here?
Wh-What kind of car is this?

[Michael]
Is that the girl?

- Oh, my God. That's amazing.
- Is that the girl?

Yes.
Thank you very much.

It is amazing.

KITT, give me all you got on Angie.
Full name... Angeline Martin.

- Devon is calling.
- Tell him I'm in transit.

Angeline Martin,
Texas driver's license number... F10762B.

No registered vehicle,
no current address, father deceased,
mother's whereabouts unknown.

- Great.
- I'm not finished.

Well, I'm sorry.

Sister... Monica Johnson, divorced.

Angie used her address for mail
until two months ago.

Well, if they're looking to lay low
for a couple of days, it's worth a shot.
Where does she live?

Gatesville, Texas.
Thirty-nine miles west-southwest of Waco.

KITT, plot me the most likely course
from here to Gatesville.

Get me the sister's address.

[KITT]
Devon's calling again.
Tell him...

Michael, I'm not constitutionally
constructed to lie.

None of us are, KITT.
Think of it as a temporary condition
for a good cause.

What cause?
My hide.

Buenos dias, mis amigos.

- How did you find us?
- What do you want?

To start with, how about the money.
Come on in.

Make yourselves comfortable.

I'll take that.

Great. How much is gone?

Four hundred dollars
and some change.

- Helicopters aren't cheap, you know.
- Yeah, I know. Not much is these days,
except maybe promises.

- You got your money back.
What do you want from us?
- For a change of pace how about the truth?

- Why'd you set me up?
- I had no other choice.

Oh, I don't know what that means.

All right, you want the truth?

Roberto and I met in The Embers
three months ago.

We fell in love.
We didn't mean to.

Itjust happened.

And then we realized...

we couldn't be in love,
not in Houston, not in Texas...

where the Lagunas
and the Stones are at war.

We wanted to leave,
but we didn't have enough money.

And then you came along
with a briefcase full of money.

- It seemed like... like Providence.
- It wasn't.

Who are you to talk, to judge?
You deal in illegal weapons.

No, Roberto, I say
I deal in illegal weapons.
There's a big difference.

Wh-Who are you?
That doesn't matter.

What matters is I'm here
to stop this warfare,

to stop the illegal sale of X-19s
to Central America or anyplace else.

I'm telling you, Angie,
I still need your help.

- Y-You mean you'd trust me,
after all that's happened?
- I didn't say that.

- Well, what do you want me to do?
- Come back to Houston with me.

Why?
If you said you did
what you did on your own...

if that's true... Ricky and D.D.
Still got 20 cases of X-19s for sale.

But this is our chance.
If we don't get out now...

There's more to it than
you and Roberto at stake here.

There are other people,
other lives.

You can't make a new start...

until you clean this one up first.

Now I'm telling you, Angie,
I need your help. Please.

Devon, it's all right now.

Michael, don't tell me.
You lost the money.

- I didn't lose the money.
- Then why have you been avoiding me?

- I ran into a few problems.
- You lost the money.

Well, l-I misplaced the money,
but I got it back.

I knew it. Michael,

that charity money was for...
I know, Devon, I know...
widows and orphans.

Listen, I gotta go.
I'll call you as soon as
I know what's happening.

Give my love to Bonnie, huh?

What'd you tell them?
I told them we were delayed,
but everything was all right now.

Are we on?

Because we didn't show up today,
they want to see the money
first this time, in person.

[Dialing]

Eduardo, es Roberto.

Como estas? Si, si, si.

Mira, Edward, something's happened.

I know how we can find
el corazones de piedras.

[Dog Barking, Distant]

[Barking]

It's all here.
[Ricky]
What happened today?

Sorry, guys.
I ran into a few problems.

Yeah, but you don't expect
any problems tomorrow, do you?

Nope. I'll be here with the money.
You be here with the guns.

12:00 noon.
That's fine by me.

This is your last chance, boy.

You screw up tomorrow
and you find somebody else,
if you can.

I'll be here.
Hey, hold on a minute.

I forgot to tell you.
This fella stopped by.

Says he knows
an old friend of yours.
[Door Opens, Closes]

My friends here tell me
you know Emile Pavlon.

Yeah. Yeah, I do.

You know Emile?
He's one of my closest friends.

Then he went to Guatemala
and voila.

I'd visit him, but I have
an aversion to prison.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

Well, it's nice to meet
a friend of Emile's.

Good luck.
Yeah, thanks.
Take it easy.

You know him?

[Door Opens, Closes]
I've never seen him before.
Do you think he's with the Lagunas?

That'd be my guess.
They've been trying to
get a fix on us for months.

Well, we'll have a big surprise
for them tomorrow.

Three, four, five thousand.

It's always a pleasure
doing business with you, Emile.

Don't be too mad at me.

Right now, I'm more concerned
with who that guy was back there.

- Who do you think he was?
- I don't know. That's the problem.

You know him?
Uh-uh.

I know I lied to you, Michael.

I'm not askin'you to excuse it.

Just try and understand it.

It won't happen again.

- I'd like to believe that.
- You can.

I just hope Roberto
stays where he is.

Well, he's waitin' for me.
Why wouldn't he stay?

- He loves me.
- Oh, I don't doubt that.

- Then what do you mean?
- Angie, he's been in love
with you for months.

He's been a Laguna all his life.

[TVPlaying, Gunshots]

[Knocking]

[Turns TVOff]

[Knocking]
Yeah, who is it?

Devon.

- Hello. Going dancing?
- Don't I wish.

What's up?
I happened to be
in the neighborhood.

Yeah, and I happen to be
a high-wire walker
on my way to a circus.

- What is it?
- I've been in touch with
the Guatemalan authorities.

Yeah. I appreciate that.

Emile Pavlon escaped from
Torreon Prison the day before yesterday.

Michael, I want you
to cancel that buy tomorrow.

Why?
Because he had help.

Somebody paid off the guards.
It may have been someone
working with the Stones.

It could have been
someone else, too, you know.

Look, Emile Pavlon was in jail
for over two years.

Doesn't it strike you as peculiar
that he should escape the day after
you use his name for cover?

Michael, I admire your dedication.

I love your courage.

But I do not, however,
want to mourn your death.

What about the other deaths, Devon?

You know, what about the people
in Central America?

What about the innocent people
in Houston?

As usual, the decision is yours.

If you decide not to
take the chance, call me.

What happens
if I don't make that call?

Then I shall be waiting
on standby as agreed.

Michael, whatever you decide to do,
I'm behind you all the way.

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

I'm so scared.

I have this awful feelin'.

It's gonna be okay, isn't it?

It'll be okay.

[Dog Barking, Distant]

- [Angie] What are you doin'now?
- I'll explain later.

- There's no one inside.
- What's that, that voice?

- Michael, there are three cars approaching.
- Where are they? How far away?

Two hundred yards and closing fast.
I've also detected movement
in the ravine by the road.

- It's an ambush. Notify Devon.
- Michael, over the rise.

Roberto.

[Angie]
Oh, God, no.

He'll be killed.
They'll all be killed.
[Gunshots]

Angie!

Roberto!
Roberto!

[Sobbing]

All right, get ready.
Open the door!
[Gunfire Continues]

Now!

[Michael]
Let's hit 'em with a little tear gas.

[Coughing]
[Siren Blaring]

Good ol' Devon.
[Chuckles]

[Man On P.A.]
This is the police. Cease firing
and throw down your weapons.

I repeat, cease firing
and throw down your weapons.

[Coughing]

- [Angie] Michael, Ricky's gettin'away.
- Hang on, Angie.

[Coughing]

Here we go.

It's over.
You're free now, you and Roberto.

[Sighs]

[Sobbing]

Devon, Roberto wouldn't be here
if I hadn't brought Angie back.

I'll see what I can do.
Captain, I rather think in this case
an exception is in order.

Need a lift?
Well, you don't think
I'm gonna hoof it, do you?

Oh, I see you're picking up
on the local vernacular.

All I need to learn now
is the Texas two-step.

I would have thought
the Viennese waltz
is more your style.

Dear fella, the fox-trot
is as far back as I can go.

[Speaking Spanish]

[Chuckles]
Why, thank you, KITT.

Show-off.
[Vehicle Approaching]

Howdy. Well, lookee who's here.

Now you did say "some other time,"
didn't you, dude?

Michael, I believe those were
your exact words.

[Texas Drawl]
Okay, mean machine,
pedal to the metal.

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

the world of the Knight Rider.