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- It almost killed me.
- I am the Knight Automated Roving Robot.

- How may I serve you?
- It is very dangerous for you and for KITT.

Stop it! You'll kill him!

I am warning you:
Change course at once.

I am not in control, KARR.

Get back! Get back!

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.

Huh? Huh?
Just like I said, Rev.

This is the place.
I don't like this, Tony.

"Thou shalt not trespass on thy
neighbor," or something like that.

Rev, Rev, Rev. Don't start with
the Ten Commandment stuff again.

Here. Have another slug. You'll
feel real warm and spiritual.

We ain't gonna find nothin' in here. When a
zillionaire like Knight dies, they clean out the joint.

Yeah. You see that?

You think they got guards
around here for nothin'? Come on.

If that guard comes back,
we'll take care of him.

I got a bad feelin' about this.

And I got a good one,
just like my horoscope said.

Guys this rich, they got gold
and silver on their plumbing.

Huh?

Michael, do you realize
that it's 2:32 in the morning?

This is no time
to perform an errand.

KITT, we gotta secure the old laboratory. The city
takes possession of it first thing in the morning.

Anyway, what's your problem, huh? Am I
keeping you from a hot date or somethin'?

Of course not, but I need to
charge my power packs occasionally.

And speaking of dates, we could've
performed this task this afternoon...

if you hadn't
visited that Rosalie woman.

It's Roselynn. Roselynn. Rosalie's the
other one. She lives down by the beach.

Michael, why do you need to socialize with
so many women? Wouldn't one be sufficient?

KITT, you're beginning to sound like my mother.
What's wrong with a little... companionship?

- Huh? You can understand that.
- No, Michael. I cannot.

When you're one of a kind,
companionship does not compute.

Nothin'.

Come on.

Tony, look.

Ah, that's just
to scare people away.

Hey, this place is big.

Let's go.

Are you kiddin'?
It's a gold mine. Look. Wait.

It's gone now.

I think we should beat it.

I think you're right.

Oh, no, no. No.
Stop!

No!

Hello?

Hello?

That's funny.

Funny? I detect no source
of amusement.

No. I mean, there's supposed
to be a guard on duty.

Come on, KITT.
Let's check it out, huh?

- What's wrong? Didn't you hear me?
I said come on.

- Michael, I'm getting some unusual readings.
- Readings of what?

I don't know. They appear to be
sensor echoes of my own telemetry.

But that's impossible.

Buddy, if it's impossible,
ignore it. Come on.

- Michael, I have a strange feeling about this.
- What are you talkin' about?

- You don't have feelings.
- I know. That's what's strange about it.

All right. Somethin' strange is goin' on.
I want you to stay out here and back me up.

- Stay here, huh?
- You don't have to tell me twice.

Lab three.

Lab three.

KITT, we gotta get this guy
to a hospital, buddy.

Michael, that car. It could've been
my twin. It was exactly like me.

Not exactly, buddy.
It almost killed me.

That was the hospital.
The security guard is still unconscious,

but he's out of danger,
I'm glad to say.

- In an hour or two, he'll be able to give you a statement.
- I'll settle for a statement from you.

- I beg your pardon?
- Why wasn't I told about the other car?

- Oh, Michael, please.
- No "Michael, please." I had a right to know.

Yes. Indeed you did.
Let me explain.

Six months before we found you
in the desert, near to death,

Wilton activated what was probably
the crowning invention of his life.

KITT?
No. KARR.

- K-A-R-R.
- What's KARR?

The Knight Automated Roving Robot. That was
Wilton's title for his prototype vehicle.

- I think I like KITT better.
- You can say that again.

Now, KITT's primary function is to
serve you, to protect you from harm.

The KARR, the earlier model,
had no such programming.

Instead, its primary function
was self-preservation.

- And that was a mistake?
- A major one.

- Like not telling me about this whole thing?
- Don't look at me.

- That was before my time.
- Consider the circumstances.

Just as Wilton realized he'd made a mistake
by not programming KARR properly,

his company was virtually toppled
from within by the very same people...

who left you for dead
on that desert highway.

As we struggled to save your life
and I attempted to build a safer car,

the earlier model
was put in storage.

I thought Wilton had had it dismantled
before he died, but I was wrong.

Okay. I'm sorry.

I still don't see how one simple computer
program can make all that much difference.

Michael, KITT's primary function,
to protect human life,

is, for want of a better word,
altruistic.

But KARR,
without that programming,

is self-serving,
almost animalistic in nature.

Being devoid of a conscience,
it's potentially dangerous.

If the people who now have it
misuse it,

program it with information
it considers threatening,

they could create a menace that could
quickly grow beyond their control.

- Devon?
- Yes, Michael?

- I think we should get that car back.
- So do I.

- Are you awake?
- We're movin'. We're movin'. Movin'.

Huh?

It wasn't a dream.

You're here. I'm here.
It's here.

Wait a minute.
Wait-Wait a minute.

- Where are we? - This is where
your companion told me to stop last night.

- I did? - Actually, most of what
you said was incoherent.

I did, however, distinctly
hear the word "stop."

- You're just a car, ain't ya?
- Not just a car.

I am the Knight
Automated Roving Robot.

KARR, if you prefer.

I am the prototype
of the car of the future.

I mean, you're a regular...
real... thing,

not just something
out of a nightmare,
like you looked last night.

- Nothing has changed since last night.
- Oh, yeah.

That's easy for you to say.

Wh... Where did you come from, anyway,
and how did you get in that building?

That edifice was the laboratory...

where I was first activated...

and where
I was also deactivated.

Deactivated? You mean
somebody turned you off?

My creator, Wilton Knight...

He brought me into the world
and then turned on me.

Aww. Take it easy.
Take it easy.

My old man... same way.

Yeah. You can't count on
nobody 'cept me and Tony.

Interesting. I will enter that
information in my data banks.

I am indebted to both of you.
You have reactivated me.

How may I serve you?

Serve us?
What do you mean, serve us?

I have checked my data
on basic human desires.

Therefore,
I understand your needs.

- Come on.
- You wish to eat?

Well, yeah.

- You wish to drink?
- Yeah.

You wish to reproduce?
Yeah.

Which one first?

How 'bout a couple...
couple of eggs, sunny side up?

I have no eggs. Perhaps you
can direct me to a chicken.

Ah, what are you? A comedian?

I am the Knight Automated Roving
Robot. KARR, if you prefer.

I am the prototype
of the car of the future.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
It's comin' back to me. Last night,

there was a guy
and another car just like you, huh?

You are mistaken.
I am one of a kind.

No, no, no. Rev's right.

I saw it too.

I am the prototype
of the car of the future.

What you saw was merely
an inferior production line model,

a pale copy of the original.

Oh, yeah. Yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

You must be right, KARR.

This guy
has got a touchy motor.

Very well. Now,
may I take you somewhere for food?

Well, yeah. Sure.
Why not?

Do you wish to drive
or shall I?

Go ahead.

Far out. Far out.!

It's a miracle.

I detect numerous purveyors of food.
Please tell me where you wish to go.

Uh, how about
the 3 Rings?

It's over there on the right.

When this guy wants to go
somewhere, he don't fool around.

Ladies and gentlemen
and children of all ages,

welcome to the center ring.

The ringmaster is ready
for your order.

- What is that voice?
- That's just the ringmaster, KARR.

Ringmaster?
I scan no such person.

I'll have, uh...
What'd they call that breakfast thing?

This is a primitive remote
devoid of locomotion.

I said, "The ringmaster is ready."

Uh, the Tip-Top Ten?
No. That's not it.

- Can I have your order, please?
- Tony, Rev,

the operator of this device
must be nearby.

Huh? What
are you talkin' about?

You guys wanna snap it up?
I don't have all day.

There. Did you hear?
He is becoming abusive.

- You wise guys or what?
- Amazing. His anger grows.

KARR, be quiet now. Please.

All right. That's it. Come on. Get outta here
before I come out there and throw you out.

- Ya hear me?
- Do not fear, my friends. I will protect you.

Brace for collision.

You're askin' for it.

You see? Most of the interior
was empty.

- It was a clever trick, my friends, but not clever enough.
- Come on! We gotta get outta here!

But you haven't eaten yet.
Perhaps you wish to reproduce.

- Forget that. Don't you hear the alarm?
- That harmonic disturbance?

What does it mean?
It means the cops are comin'!

- Is that a problem?
- Are you kiddin'?

If the cops catch us,
they'll throw us in the slammer.

- What is the slammer?
- You remember that room you were in?

I will never forget it.

Well, the slammer's just like that.
- I do not wish to go back to the slammer.

- How may I avoid it? - You may get us out
of here as fast as you can, you stupid hunk of tin.

Michael, I hope the security guard
has some answers for us.

Those sensor echoes last night
were very puzzling.

- Michael?
- Yeah, KITT? What is it?

You're awfully quiet.
Is something bothering you?

Yeah, buddy. Something is.
I'm a little worried about you.

- About me?
- Yeah. This whole thing has been a bit of a shock, you know?

Learning about another car.
Having to hunt it down.

I mean, if I'm a little shook up,
I can imagine how you feel.

Michael, really. By now
you should know me better than that.

I admit that
I was somewhat surprised to discover...

that I was not, in fact,
a prototype vehicle, but...

There. You see?
You're upset.

- It's gotta be a little blow to your ego, right?
- Not at all. On the contrary.

It's a compliment. Instead
of being a problem-ridden prototype,

I'm the new, improved model.

Tony, slow down. Please!
Slow down?

I'm not driving!

- KARR, you gotta stop!
- Negative, Tony.

I do not wish
to go back to the slammer.

You and your big mouth!

Attention all units!
Attention all units!

Black Trans-Am reported
heading south on Vincente Street.

Come on, KITT.
You can level with me.

Weren't you even
a little bit annoyed when you found out...

there was another car
and nobody told you?

Michael, why should that be upsetting?
There's a perfectly reasonable explanation.

- Oh, yeah? What? - Of course. I wasn't informed
due to the all-too-common problem of human error.

- KITT, go to police frequency.
- Of course.

Last seen
at 3 Ring drive-in restaurant,

9211 Vincente Street.

- Did you hear that?
- Okay. Let's go, buddy. The hospital can wait.

I should think so. That other car is going
to give Trans-Am a terrible reputation.

I have evaded our pursuers.

- You may resume manual control now.
- Thanks a lot.

First thing we do is
take these wheels back where we got 'em.

I do not wish
to go back to the slammer.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
He's just kidding, KARR, honest.

Uh, would you put it back
on that manual thing?

Come on. You can
trust me and the Rev.

Yes. That information
is in my data banks. I can trust you.

Would you excuse us
for a minute, KARR?

Uh, don't go away.

I wanna talk to you.
I wanna talk to you.

We could've ended up in jail today,
all for a lousy, mechanical ringmaster.

I got two
outstanding warrants, Tony.

I don't need no Wizard of Oz car puttin'
me behind the eight ball for nothing.

Hey, Rev,
I'm with you all the way.

You are?
Sure.

If we're gonna walk on the edge, let's
do it for somethin' worthwhile, right?

Not just the Tip-Top Tent.

Come on, Tony. We were lucky
today. Next time, we gonna...

Next time,
it's gonna be the same thing.

Did you see the way
that car handled those cops?

Those moves? Those turns?

Rev, with this car,
we could go all the way.

We could go for the...

We could go
for the brass ring.

Nothin' on this earth
could stop us.

You and me?

Excuse me. Tell me
what happened here.

Is that your car?
Yes.

Why do you ask? Was there
another car like mine here?

I'm glad the commissioner
straightened things out.

You can understand
the confusion.

Maybe until we nail the stolen car,
you should paint yours another color.

We'll take it under advisement,
Officer. Thank you so much.

I hope you didn't take that suggestion
seriously, Mr. Miles.

I am quite happy
with basic black.

Look. Aren't we overreacting a bit here? All
these guys did was blow away a ringmaster.

- They didn't even steal any hamburgers.
- Michael,

KARR is like a loaded gun
in the hands of a small child.

It's only a matter of time
before there's a real explosion.

Bonnie, unless I'm mistaken, you seem
to be repositioning my main power booster.

Uh, yes. I'm, um, making room
for a new component.

- What kind of component?
- We don't know yet if it's going to be necessary, KITT.

- Just planning ahead. That's all.
- I see.

Michael, considering the confusion of the law
enforcement authorities regarding myself and KARR,

I'll understand it if you want to work
without me until this crisis is over.

No, buddy. That's okay.

Remember. I had a lot of partners when I
was a cop. You're the best of any of' em.

Thank you, Michael. I, of course,
make no such generalization about you.

However, I project odds of 1,000 to one against
my meeting a more compatible human than yourself.

Thanks, buddy. Okay, partner. You
got any ideas about that other car?

- Maybe some chinks in the armor, huh?
- I have insufficient data to be certain, Michael.

However, since KARR is as powerful
and as nearly indestructible as myself,

Zeno's Paradoxes
should be a factor.

- Zeno? - A Greek philosopher
and scientist. 335 to 263 B.C.

- Very good, Mr. Miles.
- Thank you.

Michael, Zeno first postulated a question
which my twin would certainly be aware of.

To wit, what would happen if an
irresistible force met an immovable object?

- What?
- I see what you mean.

Well, so, KITT,
what's the answer?

No one knows, Bonnie.
No one knows.

Seven. Look at this!
Eight!

I'm gonna buy me my own church.

Again and again they've struck.

The fact that nobody's been hurt is either a miracle or a
coincidence, but we can't assume a continuance of either.

So what do we do now?
There's one approach, Michael,

but it's very dangerous
for you and for KITT.

- Go on.
- We all know that KITT and KARR...

are made of a virtually
indestructible alloy.

Hardly anything could
damage either car...
hardly anything.

That is, except this.

Whoa.
That's very interesting.

It's a resonating laser, Michael. It's
powerful enough to send a burst of energy...

directly into
KARR's only vulnerable spot:

The front scanner here.

The scanner is protected by an alloy
grill. Only a dead-on shot can work.

Then the scanner will blow,
and with it, all of KARR's systems.

It'll become an immobilized
hunk of metal. Bonnie.

That's, uh...
That's very impressive.

Well, it seems doable.

Wait a minute.
Why all the long faces?

To perform this task, Michael, you and
KITT must be directly in front of KARR.

For maximum effect, you must fire the laser
at a distance no greater than 100 yards.

And you must hold the laser
on target for at least two full seconds.

Two seconds?

A hundred yards?

KITT and KARR can travel a
hundred yards in two seconds.

Yes. That's the problem.

By the way, the laser's
only good for two shots.

Any more would
deplete KITT's batteries.

Oh-la-la!

- Welcome to Easy Street, amigo.
- Easy Street?

It's automobile heaven,
right, KARR?

I am unfamiliar
with your reference, Rev.

However, there is no cause
for celebration.

We have a problem.

Problem?
Like, uh, what problem?

I have analyzed
my self-monitors,

and my beta and lambda circuits
are in need of realignment.

Also, the fiber optics in my scanners
have suffered a 20 % reduction in opacity,

probably due
to my long incarceration.

- What do you want? A tune-up
or something? - Hardly.

I require attention from an
experienced cybernetic technician.

Cyber, uh, "nician"?

Where do you find one of them? We
have seen a car similar to myself.

Since I am the prototype,

it is most likely an inferior
production line copy.

However, someone
must own it...

and, therefore, maintain it.

By following this line of reasoning,
we can locate the individual...

who cares for that other vehicle.

Sure. Sure. I was
just gonna say that.

Then you can get that person
and bring them here.

We can't do that.
Why?

- Is there a problem?
- Yeah. It's called kidnapping.

I am unfamiliar with that term. I only
know that I require skilled maintenance.

Uh...
You're, uh...

You're gettin' a conscience kind
of late in the game, you know that?

Tony, I know I'm no saint, but nothin'
we've done's hurt anybody so far.

- You're talking about just grabbin' somebody
off the... - Okay, okay, okay, okay.

Relax. Relax, relax, relax.

So... we don't do it.
We don't?

- But KARR just said...
- No. Leave it to me.

It sounds good, but it's
about as smart as a toaster.

I'll buy him some spark plugs.
He'll be real happy.

Then, when he's in tip-top
shape, we pull one big job,

and then... whoa, whoa, whoa...
then it's you and me...

�� Flyin' down to Rio
with you-o and me-o ��

Huh? Huh?
What do you say?

Okay. Okay.
I like that.

Okay. Okay.

Now, you get some rest.

I'll go break the news
to motormouth.

Okay, KARR.
You want a technician,

I'll get you a technician.

Once the laser is calibrated, Michael,
you or KITT can fire it quite easily.

As you see, the triggering
mechanism is quite simple.

I don't know what bothers me more: The fact that this
is a long shot or that I'm stupid enough to do it.

The security system.

- KITT, where are you?
- I'm in your parking space, Michael.

- Where else would I be?
- Meet me at the main building. Something's up.

Very well.

Hello. What the devil's
going on?

We tried to stop it, Mr. Miles,
but it ran the main gate.

- What ran the main gate?
- The car, Mr. Miles. The car.

The car.

Security, this is Dr. Barstow.
What's happening with the alarm system?

- KITT, where are you, buddy? Come on.
- There he is!

That's not KITT!

- KARR, get rid of this guy.
- Very well.

KITT, KARR was here!
It's got Bonnie and Michael!

- That way!
- Well done, Mr. Miles. I'll take it from here.

Michael... Michael,
I'm on my way. Hang on.

Yeah, that's easy for you to say.

Stop it! You'll kill him!

- KARR, somebody's behind us.
- Yes. I see. It is the inferior production line copy.

I heard that, KARR,
and you haven't seen anything yet.

Michael, I'm in position.
Get ready to jump.

Okay, KITT,
let's pour it on!

You waste your time, my twin.
You cannot triumph over a prototype.

Desist your pursuit.
You will be damaged.

KARR, I didn't know you cared.

KARR, perhaps you should be a little
more careful and a lot less belligerent.

Michael, we're
approaching a residential neighborhood.

We dare not continue this chase.
Innocent people may be harmed.

- Look out!
- Oh, no!

- Anything? - No, Michael.
Except for that brief reading on the other highway,

I have no indication
of KARR.

All right. Let's try a new direction.
How's the laser holdin'up?

It's a rather tight fit,
but otherwise, it's fine.

I must point out that it cannot be
fired until it is properly calibrated,

and Bonnie's the only one
who can do that.

She'll take care of it
when we find her.

- You mean if we find her.
- No. I mean when we find her.

Think positive, KITT.
Just keep thinkin' positive.

Do not attempt
to sabotage me again.

- I will defend myself.
- He means it, sweetheart.

- You want some, babe?
- No, thanks.

Even Michael Knight
wouldn't eat that stuff.

- Who's Michael Knight?
- When you find out, you'll wish you never asked.

Ha. Well.

Hey, Tony, I thought you said
you didn't like talk...

- Who is she?
- Rev, look at this.

You kidnapped her, didn't you? You lied
to me, and you still went out and did it.

Rev, come here.
Look. Look, will you?

I want you
to look at this.

- This is the big score.
- I don't care about a big score! This has gone too far now, Tony!

- Here. Come here. - KARR, I didn't
check your video system. Do you mind?

You have permission.

Will you knock off that stuff, Rev?

If you're so pure and all...

Michael, I've just
picked up a strong reading.

One of KARR's sensor devices
has just been activated.

We need to make two more circuits
of the area to triangulate it, Michael.

You've got it.

You're not the man
I used to know, Tony.

It's that car that changed
ya. It's the car. Rev...

You know what Lucifer did
up in heaven before he fell?

Don't start that holy stuff
with me again, Rev!

Strong drink
made me fall from grace.

I didn't change! He made a machine,
Tony... An infernal machine!

And we gotta stop that machine before it's
too late! The police'll know what to do.

- Yo, yo. What's this police stuff?
- Man.

Let go of me, Tony.
It's for our own good!

Like hell!
What about all the money?

I don't care about the money!
I care about your immortal soul, Tony!

You hunk of tin,
didn't you see her?

I was watching you
deactivate the Rev.

Was he malfunctioning?

Michael, what kept you?

Get back! Get back!

He jumped his buddy. We should call
an ambulance. We can do it on the way.

- On the way to where? - To the gems for
the museum exhibit. That's where they're headed.

- Devon, this is Michael.
- Michael, did you find Bonnie? Is she...

She's fine. She's with me now, but KARR is going
after the gems of the new exhibit for the museum.

Jewels for the exhibit?
They'd still be in the county warehouse.

I'll meet you there
with reinforcements.

Okay.

- Are we too late?
- They're still inside.

Beautiful, huh, sweetheart?

- KITT, you ready?
- Aren't I always?

All right, Bonnie. I think
you'd better get out.

Like hell, Michael. This laser
has never been calibrated,

and I'm the only one
that can fire it that way.

- Even KITT can't do it.
- She's right, Michael.

Ah, you always
liked her better.

That thing ready?
It's almost calibrated.

KITT, keep him talkin;

KARR, please desist from your actions.
Many people may be hurt.

- That is no concern of mine.
- Aw, forget the family reunion. Get outta here!

This conversation is non-productive.

Michael, Bonnie, my analysis of
KARR's movements leads me to believe...

he is maneuvering for a long enough
run to leap over the police barricade.

Come on, Bonnie. Come on.
Come on. You ready? Come on.

Almost.

- Hey, hey. What are you doin'?
- I must eliminate excess weight.

Oh, no.
The calibration must be off.

Okay. We'll
try another pass. Let's go!

Right now!

That's our last shot.

You're not going after him?

You wanna bet?

- He's gone.
- KITT, scan for him, buddy.

Already scanning, Michael.
KARR is taking the coastal road north.

I-90 North goes the same way.
We'll cut him off.

Michael, you're putting us
on a collision course with KARR.

I noticed that too, Bonnie.
Michael, what are you doing?

We're gonna stop that car
one way or another.

Michael, I should point out
that KARR may be planning to ambush us.

I know that, KITT,
but we gotta try, buddy.

We gotta try.

KITT, I am warning you:
Change course at once.

- I am not in control, KARR.
- Then tell the humans to turn away. This is folly, KITT.

- He's right.
- He's right.

- No way.
- Michael, what are you doing?

Remember Zeno
and that immovable object thing?

- We're about to find out the answer.
- Your lives mean nothing to me.

Michael, please. Pardon the expression,
but he does have a few screws loose.

Turn. KARR doesn't have my
programming to protect human life.

That's what I'm countin' on, buddy.
What?

Michael, I cannot allow you to jeopardize
your life. I am assuming control.

No, you're not, KITT!

Michael, you know all those times I've called
you irresponsible and impulsive? I didn't mean it.

Bonnie, remember all those times
I called you bossy and demanding?

- I didn't mean it either.
- Michael. Bonnie.

- Yes, KITT?
- Why are you lying to each other?

Turn away. Turn away.

No! No!

Whoo!

Now that things are back to normal.

And at what a cost.
All that destruction.

Not to mention
Zeno's Paradox...

could go unanswered
for 2,000 years.

I have a question about that, Michael.

What made you so sure that KARR would turn away
first? How did you know you wouldn't, uh...

- Chicken out?
- Thank you, Bonnie. Yes, Michael.

How did you know
you wouldn't chicken out first?

You provided that clue, KITT.

You kept tellin' me how you two
differed in your basic programming.

Yours is to protect human life,
but KARR's was self-preservation.

So, in head-to-head confrontation,
KARR would always chicken out.

- Eloquently put.
- Michael, I'm speechless.

- A likely story. - No. Really. Michael,
your logic, in this case, is totally illogical,

and yet it's absolutely correct.

- This is just amazing. - No, KITT.
It's just human. Here's to KITT, huh?

- To KITT.
- To KITT.

What do you say you and I go out for a
drive, huh? Little celebration of our own.

Get you a car wash. A little wax. Hey, I'll
let you beat me at chess again. What do you say?

Thank you, Michael,
but it has been a draining day.

- My power packs could use a rest.
- Okay, pal.

- See you tomorrow.
- Good night, KITT.

Good-bye.

Oh, yeah. How does it feel
to be one of a kind again?

As you know, Michael, I do not have feelings.
However, for want of a better expression,

being one of a kind
is a very familiar feeling.

Right.
Good night, buddy.

Being one of a kind
is a very familiar feeling.

Michael Knight, a lone crusader
in a dangerous world,

the world of the Knight Rider.