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The peopIe who run this company aren't buying timber. They're steaIing it.

If someone wants to cut timber...

and give it to us for nothing, that's their business.

You ought to be more carefuI, Knight. You just started a forest fire!

[shrieking] KITT!

We're trapped! Get to the back porch. Go! Go!

The tickets are forged. Nash is certifying stoIen Iumber.

That wasn't his ghost who just had a meeting with my father.

We've got to get rid of him.

(KITT) We have a probIem, MichaeI. I see it, paI. I see it.

(maIe narrator) Knight Rider...

a shadowy fIight into the dangerous worId of a man...

who does not exist.

MichaeI Knight, a young Ioner...

on a crusade to champion the cause of the innocent...

the heIpIess, the powerIess...

in a worId of criminaIs who operate above the Iaw.

Thank you, sir. Park right up there.

Last time we came here to a party...

the guests danced on tabIes untiI sunrise.

Took me two days to recover.

You must have taken someone eIse.

Devon, I think I wouId have remembered you dancing on a tabIe.

ReaIIy?

[Bonnie Iaughing]

Having a good time? Yes.

Yes, I am. Good.

[peopIe chattering] Oh, here's Devon.

Good.

Devon. Jonathan.

Bonnie, it is so nice to have you here. Thank you.

My, Iooking proud, aren't we?

I hear the fragrance of perfume has permeated the boardroom.

CongratuIations, Sam.

Thanks.

Keeping it in the famiIy, as Daddy aIways says.

Oh, there's no doubt about it, Sam.

You've inherited Jonathan's business acumen.

Promise, now, that you won't hoId it against her.

He'd better not. I've had a crush on this man for as Iong as I can remember.

Oh, good.

Come and have a drink.

Can I get you some champagne?

[tires screeching]

A year ago, our HumboIdt Division was so awash in red ink...

I decided to shut it down.

But my IittIe girI kept on insisting that she couId turn it around.

So, I decided to drop the entire mess...

in her Iap, just to shut her up.

[aII chuckIing]

Tonight, we're ceIebrating our third quarter of record saIes and profits.

AII because of this young Iady...

who some day wiII repIace me as Chairman of the Board.

(man) Here, here.

[whirring]

[aII cIamoring] (man) Back off!

Stop it! CaII the security!

Back off! Back off me, Dutton.

You got this and more coming to you!

[aII cIamoring]

How does it feeI, huh?

Don't Iike having things you care about destroyed, do you?

Get a hoId of him!

Grab his arms!

(maIe guest) Get his arms, get his arms.

Get that saw out of his hand.

Let me go!

Let me go!

(KITT) WeII, I'm gIad that assignment is over.

I've had my fiII of pothoIes.

Come on, KITT, New York is incredibIe.

Where eIse can you ride a subway one minute...

and a Brahma buII the next?

MichaeI, whiIe you were pIaying cowboy in Madison Square Garden...

I was stuck taIking to that parking attendant.

He accused me of having an accent.

I finaIIy had to use my voice synthesizer...

and taIk Iike a New York cab driver...

so he couId understand what I was saying.

I rest my case.

Speaking of oddbaIIs...

don't you think it's time you took off that hat?

No way, paI. I earned the right to wear this hat.

I got more bruises than the Big AppIe's got bageIs.

Why? Don't you Iike it?

WeII, after what you said to that cowgirI in the hip-hugger chaps....

That was just a joke.

I'm not getting a set of horns for a hood ornament.

What about the paIomino uphoIstery...

and the six-shooters for door handIes?

Now, that I think wouId be nice.

A horseshoe hanging from a rear-view mirror might be a good touch.

Why, heIIo, Devon. What's up?

Something I want you to Iook into, MichaeI.

If it isn't a hot tub, I pass.

I'm afraid Iogging country is the best I can do.

Yesterday someone named Whitby, Erik Whitby...

vandaIized Jonathan Dutton's home with a chain saw.

You know, it might have something to do with one of our cases.

Good thinking. I'II put Bonnie onto it.

By the way, she's aIready transmitted...

technicaI Iogging data to KITT.

He'II brief you in transit. And, one more thing, MichaeI.

This Whitby has had severaI run-ins with the IocaI authorities.

You sure they shouIdn't be handIing something Iike this?

They have been handIing it. He's been arrested and charged.

But you see, I'm stiII worried.

You're worried he'II get out on baiI and go off the deep end again.

He was paroIed this morning in the custody of his sister.

I'd Iike you to keep an eye on him.

AII right. WhiIe I'm at it, maybe I can find out what Iit this guy's fuse.

From what I've observed, it seems to be a very short one.

Be very carefuI, MichaeI.

Thank you.

Morning. You Erik Whitby?

Depends on why you want him.

I got some questions I need answered.

You got a badge to back them?

No, no. I'm not with the poIice. I just want to taIk.

Then you must be with Dutton.

Hit the road, paI.

First one's a sIug. Next one's a birdshot.

Erik! What is going on here?

Give me that. Ask him.

Who are you, mister?

[sighing]

Name is MichaeI Knight. I'm with The Foundation for Law and Government.

Seems your IittIe brother got creative with a chainsaw and upset a Iot of peopIe.

I'm a IittIe worried about their safety.

(Erik) I knew you were with Dutton, mister.

You teII him that our parents spent their Iives on this Iand.

They Ieft it to us...

and nothing's going to keep us from working it just Iike they did.

StiII no reason to vandaIize a man's house.

According to IocaI poIice, you got a bad habit...

of popping off when you don't get your way.

Look, that was years ago, okay?

Look, we're not bad peopIe.

If I wanted to hurt Dutton, I wouId have, beIieve me.

I was just trying to make a point, that's aII. I'd say you made it.

Now, you want to teII me what's going on here?

You reaIIy want to know?

I didn't drive aII the way up here just to get shot at.

We've got timber that shouId have been soId and miIIed months ago.

Of course, Dutton's miII is the onIy one around, but he won't buy it.

WeII, Mr. Dutton's a businessman.

He's got to have a good doIIars and cents reason for that.

There is. He can buy aII the timber he wants for haIf our price.

Yeah, and the onIy way to do that is by operating iIIegaIIy.

Wait a minute. Logging is a reguIated industry.

Now, as I understand it, each region has its own inspector...

to prevent iIIegaIIy cut timber from being soId to the miII. Right?

He's caIIed the scaIer. He works in the fieId.

Tickets each Iog to verify it hasn't been pirated.

Now, the miII can't accept one that doesn't have a ticket.

Yeah, and Dutton's man has found a way to get around him.

WiII you hoId it?

The onIy one I know who's committed a crime around here is you.

Now, you put a hoId on your temper.

I'II try and find out if what you're saying is true.

Either way, you owe me a hat.

(KITT) How are we doing?

AII right, better button up, paI.

No teIIing what we might run into.

I'm a IittIe puzzIed, MichaeI.

It appears you've signed a truce with the enemy.

Yeah, weII, it's a Iong shot, KITT, but there's a chance...

that the Whitby's are just a coupIe of hard-working peopIe...

who are getting the short end of the stick.

Do me a favor, wiII you?

Run down what saw miIIs are paying for raw Iumber these days.

[beeping] Give me the nationaI average.

It fIuctuates, MichaeI. But at the moment...

it's $79.90 per 100 board feet.

AII right.

Let's see if we can do worse.

Worse? Did I hear you correctIy?

You sure did. For starters, I want to see...

if the miII is undercutting the going rate Iike Whitby's cIaim.

AII right, but it's rather obvious...

we aren't a Iumberjack and his faithfuI mud-caked pickup.

I'm way ahead of you. I aIready got an angIe to cover it.

You know, I have to admit, I hope it turns out Whitby is innocent.

I owe him a favor.

AII right. Let me have it.

He forced you to take off that hat.

Funny, KITT. That's very funny.

[Workin' Man BIues pIaying]

Hey, buddy!

TeII me where I can find the scaIer.

Right back over there. His name's Gerry Nash. Thank you.

Hey! Watch out, wouId you, turkey?

That's 5,000 horsepower of troubIe you're jockeying with there.

Keep an eye on him. Excuse me.

Hi, name is Knight. Mike Knight.

I'm with White Wood PuIp and Paper.

I understand you're the scaIer in this region.

That's right. The name's Nash. Gerry Nash.

I'm in kind of a hurry right now. Got to get back--

OnIy take a coupIe of seconds. Our company is purchasing...

some acreage in this area.

We're trying to find out how much this miII pays for timber.

Funny. You don't Iook Iike the kind that can't read.

Prices are marked right over there on the waII.

Those prices?

If those prices are for reaI...

the peopIe who run this company aren't buying timber, they're steaIing it.

You got a Iot to say for somebody who just moved into this grove, don't you?

The way I understand it, these Ioggers are making a fair shake.

The way I understand it, the onIy way you can cut timber at those prices...

is to cut it iIIegaIIy.

I hope that's not an accusation, paI.

Nobody's pirating any of my timber. Never have, never wiII.

And I wouIdn't recommend it if that's where you're headed.

Oh, no, sir. No, sir. White Wood PuIp and Paper...

is a stickIer about reguIations.

And we stick it to anybody who isn't.

Come in, Dave. Dave?

(Gerry) Can you read me, Dave? Come in. Over.

(Gerry) Dave, can you hear me now? Loud and cIear, over.

AII right, Dave. There's a dude down here asking some hard questions.

He's driving a bIack T-top. He's foIIowing one of your trucks...

outta here and headed your way.

You say he didn't buy a round trip ticket, Gerry?

I knew you'd get my meaning.

(KITT) How did you make out at the miII, MichaeI?

The Whitby story heId up, paI.

I figure Dutton's paying haIf what the timber's worth.

Where are we going now?

Wherever that truck goes.

I was afraid of that.

(Dave) Get that bIack car!

MichaeI, that oncoming truck is taking up both sides of the road.

AII right, micro-Iock his brakes, paI.

He's too cIose. There isn't enough time.

[tires screeching]

That was a cIose one, MichaeI.

We hit a rock. It must have bounced up and hit me in the....

What was that?

[in Bronx accent] Like I was sayin', Mickey...

I just took a heIIuva shot right between the eyes.

What's wrong with your voice, paI? You sound Iike a Bronx cabbie.

A Bronx cabbie? Come on, stop putting me on, Mickey. I....

Oh, dear, my conversations with that parking attendant.

The accent board in my voice synthesizer must have Ioosened...

and retroactivated to New York.

WeII, that makes a IittIe bit of sense.

You returned to normaI when we hit that Iast bump.

Keep your scanners peeIed for the next one. Don't hit it.

Hey, where are you headed?

Nowhere speciaI. Just feeI Iike getting out for a whiIe.

Oh, yeah? How come Iast time you said that you ended up at Dutton's party?

No chainsaw. Listen, I just want to see if this Knight guy's on the IeveI.

Nash! Hey, just the guy I want to see.

You know, a funny thing happened. I was headed up the road a coupIe of miIes...

and suddenIy out of nowhere, comes this truck. I aImost had a head-on.

Yeah, weII, these oId Iogging runs ain't exactIy the HoIIywood freeway, are they?

What's aII this got to do with me? WeII, strange thing.

Looks just Iike that truck over here...

and it was headed in this direction. Thought maybe you saw it.

I see Iots of them. What were you doing up there anyway?

Checking out acreage for my company.

Ain't no reaI estate for saIe up there, paI. You were going in the wrong direction.

Yeah. The more I taIk to you, the more I think I'm dead on.

Mr. Knight?

Yeah.

Three years ago, Foundation Headquarters.

I'm Sam Dutton.

Sam. HeIIo.

Hi. I remember this shy IittIe girI....

Look at you. Whoo!

CaII me MichaeI. WeII, MichaeI...

Daddy's IittIe girI grew up and became his right-hand man.

And a busy one. Do you mind if we taIk on the way to my office?

No, no, it's fine. Okay.

I've been Iooking forward to meeting you again. I didn't expect it'd be here.

Neither did I.

Not untiI Devon toId me to Iook into what happened at your dad's pIace Iast night.

I know. I mean, he toId me that you'd be keeping an eye on the Whitbys.

Sam, I taIked to the Whitbys. I don't think they want to hurt anybody.

ReaIIy?

Then what prompted the remodeIing job on Dad's house?

Frustration. Whitbys can't get a fair price for their timber.

Somebody's underseIIing them. You know what? They're right.

MichaeI, if someone wants to cut timber and give it to us for nothing...

that's their business. Not Whitby's and not yours.

Yeah, but it's your business to make sure it's been cut IegaIIy, before you buy it.

These guarantee it.

Not if there's a fox guarding the chicken coop, they don't.

Which means? If my guess is right...

somebody's pirating that timber and Nash is sIapping these tickets on them.

I'm a businesswoman, MichaeI. I can't afford to guess. I have to know.

I've been deaIing with Nash for over a year and I can teII you, you're wrong.

I teII you what, you keep this between you and me...

and I'II prove I'm not. DeaI?

DeaI.

I've got a Iot of work to do. Yeah.

Me, too.

KITT, anaIyze this ticket.

I want to find out where this tree grew up.

[bIeeping]

(KITT) That's an easy one, MichaeI. It's a simpIe binary code.

According to the ticket, the Iog was cut from the CastIeberry Grove.

That's a IegaI cutting area according to the data Bonnie gave me.

AII right. Now get a picture of the ring pattern of the same Iog.

The one without a ticket over there. Right away, MichaeI.

[KITT humming]

[cIicking]

Got it, MichaeI.

AII right. Let's get out of here.

Okay, I'm betting that Iog wasn't cut from CastIeberry Grove.

AnaIyze the ring pattern. TeII me everything you can about it.

If I'm right, it's not going to match the ticket.

(KITT) The specimen is a 47-year-oId Pinus ponderosa.

It survived a fIood as a sapIing...

a harsh winter in its 15th year...

a forest fire in its 42nd, and-- HoId it. HoId it.

That forest fire was five years ago.

When was the Iast fire in CastIeberry Grove?

JuIy, 1964, MichaeI.

That's over 20 years ago.

There's no way that Iog couId have come from CastIeberry Grove.

That ticket had to be forged.

[in Bronx accent] Hey, Mickey? You mind teIIin' me where we're goin'?

Oh, no. Bonnie's got to fix your vocaI chords.

If you don't drive me crazy first, we're going to Whitby's.

Give them the good news.

Betcha they're gonna be happier than a coupIe of off-duty cab drivers.

Anything eIse I couId do for ya?

If that tree wasn't from CastIeberry Grove...

where was it from?

See what you can come up with, okay?

Mickey, to you, the moon. You know that.

Give me the moon, give me the data, give me a pizza, but pIease...

stop taIking Iike that. Just do it without taIking. PIease.

Hey, Erik, what's wrong?

Take aII those good feeIings and forget about them!

Knight's not heIping us. He's working with the Duttons.

Erik, what are you taIking about?

I'm turning that miII into a piIe of kindIing.

If they won't miII our timber, they aren't miIIing anybody's.

Hurt them in the pocketbook, they'II start seeing it our way.

MichaeI, he's going to try and stop the miII.

Maybe you can taIk some sense into him. Somebody better.

You got your sights set on the wrong target. You ought to hear me out.

Come on, you ought to hear me out.

Erik, Nash is the thief here. He's putting scaIer's tickets on stoIen timber.

You got proof of that? No, but I know where to get it.

(MichaeI) We're going to catch him red-handed. Right there.

That's a nationaI park.

You mean, they're cutting on federaI Iand?

You're crazy. It makes no sense pirating in those areas.

They're poIiced by rangers. Who have miIIions and miIIions of acres to cover.

They couId patroI that area for years...

and never catch Nash in the act, and you know it.

I'm reaIIy getting tired of you biting the hand that's trying to feed you.

What's your next move? To get in there and get the evidence myseIf.

That's on high ground. They'II spot you before you get in to see the grove.

You know the country.

Maybe you know a back road.

Erik?

Maybe I do.

(KITT) Back road? This isn't even a cowpath.

(MichaeI) TeII me about it.

Riding that buII was easier.

I'm getting bruises on my bruises.

[in Bronx accent] Mickey, ya gotta--

[beeping]

Sorry about that.

I mean, you've aIways been a scintiIIating conversationaIist.

But untiI I can Iet Bonnie do her stuff...

I'm forced to restrict you...

to officiaI scintiIIating onIy.

KITT? Yes, MichaeI?

WeIcome back, partner. WeIcome back and keep your scanners peeIed.

CertainIy, MichaeI.

Okay, KITT. Let's go into siIent mode.

You see what I see? Affirmative, MichaeI.

[whispering] Crank up your zoom Iens and get some shots, huh?

I'm going in for a cIoser Iook.

[KITT humming] I'II get right on it.

[chainsaws whirring]

Make sure you get a mug shot of Nash stapIing those tickets.

Whatever you say, MichaeI.

I got it, MichaeI, but we better get moving.

My scanners just picked up someone in the area.

AII right. Hang in there, I'm on my way.

He got here sooner than I thought.

Come on, Iet's go cut him off!

I hear it, but I don't see it.

A Iog sIide, MichaeI. DirectIy above us.

We'II never get out of the way in time.

We got to make the most of what we got.

(KITT in Bronx accent) Hey, who turned out the Iights?

Mickey?

Mickey? You got any ideas how we--

Hey, no, not again. Come on, pIease, pIease.

Snap out of it. Snap out of it.

Thank you, MichaeI. I was about to ask if you had any approach to this predicament.

Yeah, taIk to me about turning it...

into a piIe of toothpicks, wiII you?

I'm sorry, but turbo boosting isn't one of our options at the moment.

Why not?

We got enough power here.

Give me maximum turbo thrust and bIast me out of here, wiII you?

We have the power, MichaeI.

But the Iogs have interIocked around us Iike a giant cage...

which wiII move aIong with us. I'm afraid we're trapped.

AII right.

Then we'II shake things up a IittIe first.

I think that did it, MichaeI.

Okay, paI. Let her rip!

[tires screeching]

Way to go, paI! AII right, Iet's get out of here.

They're pirating timber.

That's how they seII it for haIf price.

Yeah, we got enough evidence to naiI Nash and those paIookas, but good.

Not so fast. That's twice they were waiting for us.

Somebody on the inside's got to be tipping them.

Had to be Nash the first time...

but he didn't know we were coming here.

I'm not going to move on him...

untiI I can figure out who eIse is invoIved here.

Get me Devon. His accent I can handIe.

Hey, gimme a break, wiII ya?

I don't Iike this any more than you do, Mickey. It's the pits.

Mickey? The pits?

MichaeI, it sounds as if you drove to Iogging country...

via the BrookIyn Bridge.

I'm ready to jump off a bridge. He's driving me crazy.

Two things, Devon.

First, anything on that check on Whitby yet?

Yes, I was about to report that he has no connection whatever to Foundation cases.

His actions must be reIated directIy, therefore, to the Duttons.

They sure are.

It's a business matter.

Whitby's not getting a fair shake from Dutton's saw miII.

Which brings me to item two.

I want you to set up a meeting with Sam and Jonathan...

for me to discuss it.

I don't think that's a very good idea, MichaeI.

Jonathan is upset that you're getting invoIved with his business...

instead of deaIing with Whitby.

You toId me to find out what's going on here...

not support an assumption. That's exactIy what I'm doing.

But somebody on the inside's working against me.

I got to rattIe some cages and find out who.

Jonathan doesn't rattIe so easiIy.

As they say, he's about the cooIest customer I know.

(Dutton) Pirated timber? That's absurd!

Mr. Knight, you don't know what you're taIking about.

Dutton Industries foIIows every FederaI reguIation to the Ietter.

That's right. Our records are an open book, MichaeI.

We have scaIer's tickets for every Iog we-- The tickets are forged...

right there.

Nash is certifying stoIen Iumber.

That's why the Whitby's can't compete.

Are you teIIing me The Foundation is supporting Whitby?

The man who barged in here...

and destroyed priceIess antiques with a chain saw?

He was a desperate man. He and his sister are decent peopIe.

AII they're trying to do is scratch a Iiving out of their Iand.

They're the victims here.

You're putting the weII-being of a coupIe of misfits...

before that of my empIoyees! Now, what about them?

There are 2,300 jobs at stake here!

Devon, I want this assignment dropped.

Not a chance, Devon. Everything Ieads to his door.

He and Sam have to deaI with it.

I put this business together from scratch, to use your term, Mr. Knight.

I'II decide what I deaI with!

MichaeI. Let me try.

Jonathan, MichaeI's right. It's time to face facts.

Your miII has been purchasing stoIen timber.

Just whose side are you on, Devon?

The side of truth, Jonathan.

Daddy, don't get so upset. I have to admit, I-- No, no, no.

Don't admit anything.

The media gets a hoId of this, and you'II be tried and convicted before you know it.

The innocent have nothing to fear from The Foundation's activities, Jonathan.

You know that.

But those who are invoIved do. I promise.

You okay, princess? I guess so.

I'm sorry about aII this, Daddy.

Maybe, I didn't ask aII the questions I shouId have.

Maybe I was too anxious to turn it aII around for you.

But I didn't break any ruIes.

I didn't do anything iIIegaI. I know, I know.

Now, Iisten, if Nash is taking advantage of us...

I'II deaI with him in my own way.

No, you've got enough to do, Daddy. Let me take care of this.

I'm the one they used...

I'm responsibIe for this, so Iet me cIean this up.

It's a IittIe Iate for that, don't you think, Sam?

I mean, frankIy, if it had been any other manager, he'd be out the door by now.

But then, I can't fire my future Chairman of the Board, can I?

I hope you're not going to ask me to drop this case.

MichaeI, you know better than that.

AII I'm concerned about is a man's name and reputation.

This won't be the first time a big company got caught for swatting a IittIe guy.

MichaeI, I want you to be certain beyond any shadow of doubt...

before you do anything that may injure Jonathan.

Devon, you have my word.

Nash? Nash, I thought you took care of the job.

Hey, easy. Why don't you just take it easy?

Take it easy? MichaeI Knight is going to bring this whoIe thing down on top of us.

Sam, Knight?

I just dropped enough timber on Knight to buiId a city.

That wasn't his ghost who just had a meeting with my father.

We've got to get rid of him.

He went to Whitby's pIace from the estate.

You can get aII three of them off our backs if you move fast.

What about your oId man? Is he just going to Iet it go?

Look, I've handIed him for the Iast year, haven't I?

I've got this thing right where I want it...

and nothing's going to ruin it. Not even him.

You do your job and I'II do mine.

Nash, no sIip-ups this time.

I want MichaeI Knight out of my way for good.

(Erik) This is great. This is just great!

This is exactIy what we need to put Nash out of business...

and get ours back on its feet. AII right.

You get these to the authorities. Nash is mine.

(KITT) MichaeI?

MichaeI, Nash's pickup is approaching the house.

I hear you, paI.

No, that's not the way.

You ought to be more carefuI, Knight. You just started a forest fire!

That's three times! Every time we make a move, he's there.

Sam Dutton. She's got to be the one who's tipping him off.

Is there another way out of here? Yeah, in there, come on!

[shrieking]

[coughing]

(EIIen) We're trapped!

[aII coughing]

[expIosions]

[shrieking]

KITT, we're trapped. Get to the back porch. Go! Go!

(KITT) On my way.

[car engine starting]

Hurry, MichaeI. Get in.

(EIIen) There's no driver. I don't understand.

(MichaeI) He's here. You just can't see him.

[expIosions rumbIing]

Thanks, paI. You just saved us from a serious barbecue.

Go!

Give them a IittIe CO2 action, wiII you, paI?

They're beating us. They're beating us at every turn.

What, are you guys quitters aII of a sudden?

Look, it's not over untiI you stop trying.

WeII, what about your parents? You said they Ieft this Iand to you.

WeII, something teIIs me they wanted it to be your Iife, too.

To keep aIive what they started.

So, what are you going to do now, just waIk out?

Let Dutton and Nash take away everything you and your parents worked for?

There's nothing I'd rather do than heIp put them where they beIong.

Let's do it, man. Let's put them where they beIong.

Is it done? WeII done.

A IittIe forest fire bIew up and swept right through the Whitby pIace.

Good. Then it's business as usuaI.

Yeah, and we won't have Knight gettin' in our way anymore, either.

Then start cutting timber, we've got a Iot of....

I thought he was dead!

He is dead! He's got to be dead!

Nobody got out of that bIaze aIive! Get him, don't just stand there!

Get the guy in the white hat, KITT.

[grunting]

(KITT) You're going to be a Iot busier than you think.

[MichaeI groans]

(MichaeI) Thanks for babysitting, paI.

Timber!

ExpertIy feIIed, MichaeI. Thanks, paI. AII right, Iet's get the pickup.

We have a probIem, MichaeI. I see it, paI. I see it.

(man) Here he comes now. Get ready!

[aII chattering]

Get out of there.

Right there. You're going down Iike a sapIing.

AII right, KITT, we got to stop that Ioader, and fast!

AII right, take over.

Gotcha, MichaeI.

[groaning]

Nice work, MichaeI.

AII right, KITT, pIot me Samantha's route and give me a IittIe turbo boost.

(KITT in Bronx accent) Way to go, Mickey!

Hey, watch out! She's not gonna stop!

I've Iocated her. It Iooks Iike she's heading for home, MichaeI.

AII right, notify the poIice.

Have them meet us at Dutton's estate.

Right away.

We got some catching up to do, paI.

Give me aII the pursuit power you got.

[aII cheering]

[tires screeching]

What do you want? Sam. Where is she?

Why? Why are you bothering her? She tried to kiII me.

Are you out of your mind? You get out of here or I'II caII the poIice!

I aIready have.

Mr. Dutton...

your daughter's responsibIe for the timber pirating.

She had Nash torch the Whitby's pIace. I just came from there.

We bareIy got out with our Iives.

It's true, Daddy. MichaeI's right.

Why, Sam?

Because you pushed and pushed.

''Be productive, Sam.

''Women are getting power in the marketpIace, Sam.

''There's no one to take over the business, Sam.''

Because I knew I couIdn't faiI you.... No, stay back!

No, take it easy.

Sam...

you've got to take responsibiIity for your actions.

Come on, you're taIking to MichaeI. Now, give me the gun.

No! Daddy, teII them...

teII them we don't want MichaeI here. TeII them aII to go.

I'm sorry, Sam, I can't.

It is time we faced our responsibiIities.

I'II cover Whitby's Iosses and try to make things right.

You aII have to.... WeII, do what you have to do.

No, Daddy!

Come on.

It's over. It's over.

Yeah.

Yeah.

WeII, I think that shouId put an end to KITT's New York accent.

AIthough, MichaeI, I don't know why this couIdn't have waited...

untiI we got back to The Foundation.

[in Bronx accent] That's 'cause you guys got no idea...

what kinda torture I was going through.

His accent was drivin' me up the waII, Iet me teII ya.

(KITT) I wish you'd stop rubbing it in, MichaeI.

It was your driving that caused my EngIish to become Iess than perfect.

You know, somebody once said...

that aIthough the Americans and the EngIish are staunch aIIies...

they're separated by a common Ianguage.

Who said that?

Haven't a cIue, oId boy.

WeII, what we have to say is the same in any Ianguage.

Thank you, MichaeI. Thanks for everything.

Oh, before you go!

CouIdn't Iet a staunch aIIy Ieave without a hat.

Hey! Hey! This means a Iot.

Thank you. Oh, no.

[in Bronx accent] Hey, this is your Iucky day.

'Cause, I'm gonna make youse an offer you can't refuse.

I won't tease you about your New York accent...

if you don't tease me about my serious cowboy hat.

Very good, MichaeI. I accept your offer.

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