All language subtitles for 120 - Knight Moves

You know, I don't like you.
[Grunts]

Sam!
No!

Somebody's declared war on an alliance
of local truckers down here.

- [Brakes Screeching]
- This is Terri the Tiger.
I've got a 10-33.

- What's a 10-33?
- A call for help, buddy.

The last thing this town needs
is outside agitation.

[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.

Breaker, breaker,
Big Brother for Terri the Tiger.
Come on back, now.

Terri the Tiger
reading you just fine, Big Brother.
How's it going out there?

Almost home free, sis.
Estimated time of arrival,
one hour.

That's a big 10-4.

[Exhales]

[Beeping]

Pull over!

Pull over!

[Brakes Hiss]

Out!

Come on!

[Rattling]

[Engine Starting]

[Hissing]

[Beeping]

Michael, I'm picking up
a transmission...

in a highly stylized dialect
of the English language.

No, kidding? Let's hear it.

[Recording: Man's Voice]
Roll your windows down, good buddy.
Come on back, 10-4.

[Laughs]
That's C. B...

Citizen's Band, KITT...
Trucker's lingo.

- In other words, slang.
- I still remember a lot of it
from my police days.

- You want me to teach it to you?
- I'd rather you didn't.

[Chuckles]

Michael, Devon is calling.

Patch him through.
Give it to me. I'm taking over.

[Beeps]

Hello, Michael. I trust
we're not disturbing anything.

I thought you'd be in Chicago by now.

My plane leaves within the hour.
Michael, something's come up.

I haven't got all the details yet,

but the president of Micro-Tech
Electronics called me this morning.

A shipment ofhighly sensitive
electronic components...

was stolen near Albuquerque,
New Mexico.

Any idea who took 'em?
Uh, none, I'm afraid.

The odd thing is that the parts
were labeled falsely to discourage theft.

The driver of the truck
was shot and wounded,
but he's all right.

I've already contacted him.

He's expecting you.
Devon.

Yes, I know, Michael.
You're due for some R & R,

but look at it this way:
Would you rather go to New Mexico
or Chicago?

Chicago in March?

I am on my way to New Mexico...
on one condition:

You bring me back
some deep-dish pizza.

The best pizza in the world
is made in Chicago, Illinois.

Your eclectic culinary tastes
never cease to amaze me, my dear boy.

All right. I'll do my best.
Thank you too much.

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[Sighs]

Hi.
[Sighs]
I'm Michael Knight.

Devon Miles called about me.
I'm Rick Calley.
This is my sister Terri.

Hey, Terri.
Hi.

You know the company I represent,
they're real anxious
to find that missing shipment.

Well, I'd trade problems with you
in a minute, friend.

You've only lost one shipment.
A.I.T. Has already lost six,
not to mention the sabotage.

A.I.T.? What's A.I.T.?
[Terri] The Alliance
of Independent Truckers.

My daddy founded it 12 years ago
to stop the men from undercutting
each other.

I'm sure glad he's not here today
to see what's happening.

There's no more he would've done
than what I'm doing.

Rick, I didn't...
Listen, Knight,
you got any more questions...

why don't you ask Terri,
she seems to know everything.

[Truck Horn Beeping]

Hey, babe! You wanna stop over
the Tick Tock later?

It's nickle beer night.
[Chuckles]

Curt, don't you ever quit?

[Laughs]
Not when it's something
I want.

[Laughing]

Hey, Rick! How's it going?
Don't pay any attention
to him.

Hardly noticed he was there.

Terri, can you get me a list
of the A.I.T. Truckers?

I can do better.
We're having a meeting tonight.
Why don't you come by?

Thanks. I will.

I wanna start running down
that stolen cargo right away.
What's the procedure around here?

We pick up the freight
at Riggins Distributor.

Gil Riggins fought Daddy
over the alliance,

but they were old friends.

- He'll help you any way he can.
- All right. Thanks.

That dog. I'll be right back.

Michael, surely you don't expect me
to move that monster.

[Sighs] No sense in spinning
our wheels, KITT.

Let's spin his.
[Engine Revving]

[Screeching]

Hey! Hey! Hey!
Come back here!

[Man]
What is your role in all of this?

Mr. Riggins, I'm a freelance
investigator for Micro-Tech.

I'd also like to find out
who's hitting
all the A.I.T. Trucks.

[Chuckles]
Who wouldn't?

Look, once this stuff
leaves my warehouse,
it's out of my hands.

It's a shame, though,
about those truckers.

They're good people.
I know most of them
personally.

No kidding?
I heard it wasn't
always that way.

No, not always.

Ted Calley and I
fought tooth and nail,

but as soon as he
organized those men,
that was it.

I even sent a keg of beer
to their first meeting.

Now...
Look, get that fruit in
out of the sun, will you?

Anything else?
No, I can't think
of anything else.

Thanks for your help.
Anytime.

I hope you find the people
responsible for this.

My suppliers won't stand
for any more losses.

[Man]
Well, I think we should
get some artillery...

and take care of
our own business.

Now, you listen to me,
all of you.

I got 3,750 square miles
to cover,

including two reservations.

I got three patrol cars
and six men to do it.

Now, if you want
the kind of protection
you're asking me to give you,

then you get 'em to raise
the county budget.

Okay, now you listen to me,
Hank.

Those outlaws grab my shipment
one more time,

I'm done in...
I've had it.

I got three kids,
I got a wife,

and I got more bills
than you can shake a stick at.

Now, that's what I got.

I hear you, Gene.
You just make sure
you hear me.

Yeah.

Calley, I hope you'll use
your influence on these men,

'cause I'm gonna come down hard
on anybody that breaks the law.

Trucker, hijacker,
it don't make no difference.

[Chattering]

[Clears Throat]
Well, you all heard
what the sheriff had to say.

Before we finish up here,
there's a fella who wants
to talk to you about...

something a little different.

Volker, you out there?

Fellas, uh, I got a little
business proposition.

I'm just passin' through
on my way to Tucson.

I heard about the trouble
you all got.

I sure hate to see you good people
in this position.

I know what it's like.
I been there myself.

I'm an independent trucker too,

but, uh, I got a little lucky,
saved some money.

Here's a proposition:

You sell me your trucks,
at a fair price,

and each and every one of you
has a lifetime job.

How much you offerin'?

I don't believe you, Gene.

I remember the nights
you used to come over to the house,

cryin' to Daddy about the squeeze
Riggins used to put on you.

Yeah, and I remember
when you used to run around
with your hair in pigtails.

You ain't so much older now,
and you sure ain't got no answers.

Let the man finish sayin'
what he wants to say.

That's about it.

I'm stayin' at the, uh,
Wagon Wheel Motel.

I'll be there for a day
or two.

I can deal with you
as a group...

or as individuals...
it's up to you.

You know where to find me.

[Chattering]

Well, y'all heard
what he had to say.

A couple of months ago
we would have laughed him
out of town.

I don't see anybody laughing now.

[Chattering]

I'd like a word with you, son.

Well, I'm easy to talk to.
What's on your mind?

You've been askin'
a lot of questions.

I just wanted you to know
I'm keeping an eye on you.

The last thing this town needs
is outside agitation.

Well, agitation is not
my line of work, Sheriff.

I'm a freelance investigator.

You better be.

How ya doin'?
Rotten.

Wanna go dancin'
at the Tick Tock?

I hear it's nickel beer night.

[Laughs]
Did you see The Alamo?

The Alamo?
About 15 times.

[Chuckles]
I like The Duke.

This place is beginning
to feel like that.

It's like when Sam Houston said,
"Everybody's complainin'
and bellyachin',

and what we need
is reinforcements."

Yeah. Well, if I can't
talk you into dancin',

how about a ride home?

Already talked me into that.
Okay.

Come on. Just tell her
the meeting ran late.
Let's go get loaded.

Let's go.

You can get drunk anytime.
I got plans for Knight.

Yeah?
Go get your Friday Night Special
and meet me back here.

This car has more gauges
than my tractor.
[Laughing]

Where's the C.B.?
It's gotta be in there somewhere.

What's your handle?
My handle?

Oh, my handle,
it's, um, it's KITT.

Kitt?

Kind of a dull name
for such a flashy car.

It's the best I could do
on short notice.

Who are you, Michael Knight?

I know, freelance investigator.
[Laughs]

But on the road you get
a certain feel for people.

I wonder who you really are.

"Smile when you say that,
stranger."
[Laughs]

The Virginian.
Gary Cooper said that to...
Uh...

I forget.
[Laughs]
Yeah, I forget too.

No matter what happens,

I don't wanna
give up the highway.

I think it's in my blood.

Travelin' cross-country once,

I got to the desert,

and the stars were so bright...

I turned off my headlight
and I pulled over...

and I just sat there,

and I looked and I listened.

Nothing but stars and silence.

No better high than that.

Isolation. Freedom.

What's it like in the big city?
A lot less stars.

[Laughs]
A whole lotta glitter.

See you tomorrow.

Michael, I've been monitoring
C.B. Channels, and Terri's right.

"KITT" is rather dull.
How about "Hot Knight"?

"Hot Knight."
[Deep Voice] "Hot Knight."

That's definitely got a ring to it.

- Thank you.
- Don't let it go to your computer banks.

- I won't.
- Put on your ears, good buddy.

- I beg your pardon?
- Go into surveillance mode.

Oh.

Good evening.

[Brakes Hissing, Grinding]

How do we know
which room he's in?

There's that car of his
parked right in front of it.

I still don't know how it did that.

It won't matter when
we get done with it.

[Tapping]

[Groans]
Ow!

Michael, Michael!

[Banging]
Yeah, KITT, what is it?

Michael, two men are out here
causing quite a racket.

Oh.

[Banging Continues]

Somethin' funny about this.

[Banging Continues]
[Curt] I can't believe it.!

[Grunting]

A little early
for my wake-up call, guys.

You tryin' to make
a fool out of me, or what?

Looks like you did that
for yourself.

You know, I don't like you.

I don't like you messin'around
with Terri Calley.

Curt, give me your bridge.

[Siren]
Hang on, Curt.
I'm comin' around.

[Engine Starts]

[Sirens]

[Groans]

Ozzie, Curt, get over here.

Sheriff, this here car
moved by itself.

Shut up, Ozzie.

I warned you, Knight.
And I listened.

You might've done a lot better warning
those guys who just introduced themselves
to my car with baseball bats.

Oh, I'll handle them.
Don't worry about that.

What I'm more interested in
right now is you.

You see, I ran a make on you,

and I can't find
a trace of you anywhere.

Is that against the law?
I'll let you know.

Sheriff, the damn car
moved by itself!

Get on out of here, the both of you,
and go home before I run you in.

Devon, I know
what you're going to say...

finding the electronic components
parts should take priority.

Very well put, Michael,
but not entirely correct.

What I was going to say was
that I would have brought back
your pizza for you,

but I couldn't fit it
into my briefcase...

and then I was going
to launch into the rest.

All right, go with me on this.

I'm tellin' ya, the A.I.T. Truckers
are fighting for survival.

There she is.
Beautiful as ever.

Sleepless as ever.

I got all I could. The background
on Sam Volker may not surprise you,
but I think it'll interest you.

What is it?

Mr. Volker's employed
by Prairie Trucking.

His job is to buy out
struggling independents.

If the A.I.T. Knew that,
they'd skin him alive.

Mm.
Michael, I have
a new addition for you.

I'm installing
a long-range tracking scope.

It will enable you to monitor
the location of any A.I. T. Truck
with a C.B. Radio.

[Michael]
No kidding?

That should give KITT a chance
to brush up on his trucker lingo.

Trucker shorthand brutalizes
my vocabulary banks.

[Laughing]

You call soon as you get
to Santa Fe.

You don't believe it,
but I worry about you.

Um, I will, Gil.
Thanks for your concern.

[Chuckles]

Surprised to see you
without your, uh, lover boy.

He's not my lover boy, Curt.

Where's Rick?

He doesn't know
I'm goin' out single,
and don't you tell him.

We need this run.
We need the money.

[Laughs]
You want me
to ride with you,

or are you afraid
we might ignite
some sparks?

You put your finger on it.

Thanks anyway.

[Engine Starts]

KITT, how's the new
tracking scope working?
Perfectly, Michael.

I must say, the more I listen
to C.B. Channels,

the more impressed I am
with truck drivers.

Oh, yeah? Why's that?
Their concern for wildlife,
for example.

Every time one of them spots a bear,
they immediately report it
to all the others.

I find that most praiseworthy.

Me too, KITT. Me too.

[Sighs]

[Knocking]

I wanna talk to you.

I buy trucks, son,
not souped-up cars.

I'm not here to sell you anything.
I'm here to warn you.

Mr. Volker, you're no
independent businessman
just passing through.

You're a broker for Prairie Trucking,
one of the biggest fleets
in the Southwest.

Who are you?
What right have you got
checking up on me?

Let me put it this way:
Consider yourself lucky
I'm the one who found out first.

If some of the A.I.T. Truckers did,
you'd be picking up your teeth
off the floor.

Like it or not,
I make my money legally.

You make your money
off people's misery and desperation.

[Groans]
Now, you wanna stick
around and play out your hand,

you might live to regret it,

but if I find out you
or your company
is behind these hijackings,

you will live to regret it...
Now, that's a promise.

[Brakes Screeching]

[Engine Accelerating]

[Man]
Pull over, you hear me.!

This is Terri the Tiger.
I've got a 10-33. Repeat.

I've got a 10-33. Over.

[KITT]
Michael, Michael!

Michael.
Yeah, KITT. What is it?

Michael, according
to my tracking scope,

Terri is driving one of
the Calley tractors, due north.

She's on a run?
Apparently so.

She's announcing a "10-33."
What's a "10-33"?

That's a call for help.

Let's go.

- How much farther, KITT?
- Less than five miles, Michael...
4.3, to be exact.

[Brakes Hissing]

[Groans]
[Horn Beeps]

[Horn Beeping]

- Pop the sunroof!
- [Beeping]

Michael, you're not going to do
what I think you're going to do.

- Take over.
- [Beeps]

You are going to do
what I thought you were going to do.

[Tires Screeching]

[Grunts]

- [Grunting]
- Michael, how did you...

You don't wanna know.

Are you all right, Terri?
I'm okay.

Why didn't you tell me
you were going out?
I didn't want you to worry.

Worry? Terri, they got
our best tractor.

You jeopardize whatever's left
of our business.

You go out there
in no-man's-land...
All right, Rick.

I didn't tell ya
because we need the money.

I thought I could do it.
I failed. Okay, I'm sorry.
[Sighs]

I guess Riggins'll cancel
the contract now.

Why worry about that?
We're in a no-win situation,
Terri.

We go out there, we get killed.
We stay in, we're out of business.

Don't you understand that?
What is the use?

He's right.
No, Terri, he's not right.

We're not through yet.
What's there to do?

We've been attacked,
shot at...

and no one has a clue
why or who
or when it will ever end.

All right, just hang on, okay?

I'm still working on a few things.

Are you with me?

[Clicks Teeth]

Okay.

[KITT]
That appears to be Sam Volker.

Looks like he stopped
for more than just coffee.

That's the best tip I've had
in a long time.

You deserve nothin'
but the best.

See ya later.
Bye.

Oh, can I talk to you
for a minute?

Sure. What's on your mind,
Norma?

Well, I lived in Holbrook
my whole life.

I know every street sign.
I know the ones that are crooked,
and the ones that are straight.

The other day I figured out
I poured 91,000 cups of coffee.
[Laughs]

Do you believe that?
No.

If I stay here much longer,
I'm gonna go crazy.

Wait a minute.
Why are you
tellin' me all this?

Take it easy on Sam.
He's not a bad man.

He's like the rest of us,
just tryin' to get by.

That's all.
All right.

I'll remember that.
Okay.
Thanks.

[Beeping]

Yeah, KITT, what is it?
Michael, my sensors detect...

an explosive device
in Sam Volker's car.

- It's set to detonate in ten seconds.
- Volker! Get out of the car!

Sam! Sam!
No!

[Weeping]

[Sheriff]
Hey, Knight.!

Funny thing about you.

What's that, Sheriff?
Wherever there's trouble,

I look around,
and there you are.

I just came
to the cafe for dinner.
Norma can tell you that.

I've already asked her.

Until the fire department
completes its investigation,
I want you to stick around.

One minute you tell me
to leave town, the next minute
you tell me to stick around.

A fella could get real dizzy
listening to you, Sheriff.

[Horns Beeping]

[Knocking]

Good evening.
Nice to see a friendly face.

I heard what happened.
I just can't believe it.

First the hijackings,
now a murder.

All right, what's wrong?

It's Rick.

He wants to quit,
sell the tractors, move.

[Sighs]
How about you?
How do you feel?

I don't know.

I just don't know anymore.
Terri, it's your decision too.

From what I know about you,
I didn't think "quitting"
was part of the Calley vocabulary.

You think your father
would have quit?
You think Gary Cooper would've?

Michael, I scare
all the boys off.

They used to call me
"Tomboy Terri."

That was a long time ago.

I think...

I really like you.

What do you say...

we just hold each other?

I feel so...
Shh.

Yeah, that-a-girl.

It's not so bad now, is it?

No.

Devon, I'm starting
to feel like Sheriff Winston:

3,750 square miles to cover
and no leads.

- Anything I can do?
- Now that you mention it,

Chicago was pretty cold,
wasn't it?

Oh, cold is not the word, dear boy.

How would you like to visit
sunny New Mexico?

[Devon]
My name is Cedric Bagshaw.

I represent a large
manufacturing concern.

My company is expanding
its markets from the Mountain states
to the Southwest.

We need to ship goods from Denver
to various locations
in New Mexico and Arizona.

I've had discussions
with several large trucking firms,

but I would prefer to deal
with independents
whenever it is possible.

Mr. Bagshaw,
I think it's only fair to warn you...

that we've had trouble
getting goods to market.

In fact, that's a hell
of an understatement.

I'm quite aware of your problems,
but I'm convinced
that they can be resolved.

- After all, this is not the Old West.
- [Sighs]

I want you to make a run.
Show me that you can
meet a deadline.

Show me you will fight
for a contract.

I need a driver for our rig
for tomorrow morning.

If that person can deliver
our shipment to Denver on time,

I can virtually guarantee
this alliance of yours...

a lengthy and profitable contract.

Well, are you on?

You're on.

- Terri, you gotta be crazy.
- If the A.I.T. Is goin' down, Rick,
it should go down fighting.

She's right.

If Terri's gonna pull this off,
we're gonna need everybody's help.

Tomorrow morning,
go to the cafe, listen to the C.B.

If we need you,
you guys be ready to roll.

Well, I'll tell ya,
I'll be there.

Anybody who won't be,
raise your hand right now.

[Tapping]

Michael, please be careful.

This semi's worth
a king's ransom.

Or a knight's
yearly salary.
At the very least.

Hey, where'd you come up
with a name like "Cedric" anyway?

It was my father's name.
Great name.

Good luck, Michael.
KITT's ready and waiting.

Thanks, Bonnie.

Well, I still think you're crazy.

It's hereditary.
[Chuckles]

[Honking Horn]

Hey, Gil, did you hear the news?
Terri makes a run,
the alliance is still alive.

What do you say, Gil,
same deal?

We make that run
and you go to bat for us?

Yeah, okay, that's a deal.

All right.
[Laughing]

They're rollin'.

It's black.

All black with gold trim.

No, the car's nowhere in sight.

[Sighs]
Just do what it takes!
Get it done!

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Oh, Mr. Bagshaw, how about
you and Miss Barstow
join us up here?

We'll treat you to a Joe's famous
and original sloppy joe.

[Laughs]
Well, um, maybe
if you describe it.

Oh, sure, they're great.
Let me tell you
what they got. C'mon.

They got sliced ham,
topped with a special
barbecue sauce.

It's got chili, salsa...

and some of the hottest peppers
you ever put in your mouth.

It's a cure for whatever
ails you.

Well, it sounds quite delightful,
but I've just had
a large breakfast.

That's the great thing
about these sloppyjoes.

Your stomach will make
room for them.

They just won't take "no"
for an answer.

Right. Uh, hey, Norma,
how about bringing us
eight sloppy joes over here?

[Laughing]

Unless you can handle two.

No! No! I wouldn't want
to overdo a good thing.
All right.

[Terri]
Some people are mountain people.
Some are ocean people.

I'm a desert person.
How about you?

[Michael]
I'm a road person all the way.
Me too.

You know what?

The other night was the first time
I ever really wanted to kiss a man.

Come on,
I can't believe that.
I didn't say I hadn't,

just that I hadn't
really wanted to.

Okay, that's better.
When you grow up
around nothing but men,

you learn certain defenses,

and then you get
used to the defenses
and forget they're there...

until something or someone
comes along...

and makes you look at 'em
real close.

Tomboy Terri
is finally retiring, huh?

For good, I think.
You know what?

The last time I wore a dress
was at my high school
graduation.

[Chuckles]
Tell you what...
when this is all over,

you put on
your prettiest dress...

and I'll take you dancing
at the Tick Tock all night long,
till the roosters crow.

[Chuckles]

[Man #1]
There it is.

[Engine Starts]

[Man #2]
Let's go.

[Beeping]
Yeah, what is it, KITT?

[KITT]
Michael, a tractor with two men
is approaching in the right lane.

One of the men is holding a rifle.

[Man #1]
Should be a piece of cake.

[Man #2]
We gotta get closer.

Okay, this is the big one.
Come and get me, buddy.

[KITT]
Right away, Michael.
Who's that?

That's the heavy artillery.

- [Beeping]
- [Engine Starting]

[Horn Honking]
Pull over!

- You ready.
- I was born ready.

[Sighs]
[Horn Honking]

[Honking Continues]

All set, Michael.
Be careful.

All right, KITT.
Hold it steady, pal.

Well done.
You too, KITT.

- [Horn Honking]
- Pull over!

There's that black car.

Michael, my scanners indicate
the divided highway ends
less than a mile from here,

and there appears to be
very heavy traffic
coming in the opposite direction.

All right, KITT, let's go for it.
We don't have any time to waste.

- [Tires Screeching]
- Look out!

[Grunting, Groaning]

- You don't need that.
- [Groans]

Okay, who you workin' for?
Gil Riggins.

[Sirens]

[KITT]
He's getting away, Michael.

[Sirens]

[Michael]
Not a chance, pal.

Let's show 'em what you can do,
huh, buddy?

Whoo!

Just take it easy, Riggins.
It's the end of the line.

Devon!

I'm tellin' you... that was
the best sloppy joe I have ever had
in my life. Thank you very much.

Really? Well, in lieu of Chicago pizza,
it was the very least I could do.

By the way,
what ever happened
to the stolen cargo?

They ever get it back?
Every piece of it.

It was all tucked away
in one of Riggins's
warehouses.

Apparently, Riggins was trying
to break the A.I.T.
And set up his own little empire,

control of warehouses
and transportation.

What about Volker?
Where did he fit in?

He didn't. That was the problem.
He was unwanted competition.

[Horn Honking]
Hey, Rick, Terri!

[Laughs]

Check it out.
I've been promoted.
Check it out.

"Calley Family Garage
and Trucking."

[Laughs]
Congratulations.

Help me down?
Helping you down.

[Grunts]

Girl can drive an 18-wheeler
with the best of'em
and you're helpless.

[Chuckles]

Hey, Terri. Oh.
Excuse me, guys.

I have a date with the lady
at the Tick Tock.

[Chuckles]
Until the rooster crows.

[Grunts]
Hey.

Sure is pretty.

Maybe if you asked her out
like a gentleman, she could
fit you into her social schedule.

Want a nickel beer?
Who's buying?

[Laughing]
Big Brother to Hot Knight.

We're gonna tag along
and guess what?

Brusker's buyin'.
If that's okay.

That's okay, Curt.

[KITT]
Michael, the correct response
in C.B. Parlance...

would have been,
"Breaker, breaker,
Hot Knight to Big Brother.

That's a big 10-4, over and out.

All right, good buddy.
That's a big 10-4. Over and out.

[Laughing]