All language subtitles for knight rider s03e11

The Chameleon has already
threatened to kill you...

if your paths
should ever cross again.

(Michael)
You don't get to be
the Man of a Thousand Faces...

without learning
a few new tricks.

l always thought
there wasn't enough of me
to go around.

Here l always thought
there was one too many.

[gun firing]

Shall we say the price is
$5 million? Cash, of course.

Shall we say
when can l get it?

[tires screeching]

(KITT)
Michael!

Just when you think
he's run out of surprises.

[whooshing]

(male narrator)
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.

[people chattering]

Look at it, Bryson.
Smell it.

Yeah. They must've
just waxed the floors.

l'm not talking about floors,
Bryson. l'm talking about
American jurisprudence.

The District Court of Appeals.

The conscience of
the criminal justice system.

Save it for the judge.
l'm just warming up.

ln this game,
you've got to come out
of the blocks fast.

Do you mind if we
make a little pit stop?

You know, there's always
something with you.

Bryson, will you lighten up?
You'll live longer.

All right.

Come on.

You know the routine.

Age before beauty.

How long you been doing this?
About six years.

[water trickling]

[grunting]

[panting]

[grunting]

[chattering]

Take off your robe.

No, it's not what you think,
Your Honor. Come on,
just take it off. Hurry.

That's it. Move it.

[groaning]
Escaped prisoner.
Hit the alarm!

(Michael)
KlTT, give me the point spread
on this week's game, will you?

(KITT)
Michael, I really
don't think gambling...

is a proper use
of Foundation equipment.

You're absolutely right.
Forget it.
l shouldn't have asked.

l was way, way out of line.

Thank you, Michael.
Just tell me who's gonna win.

(KITT)
Michael!

Devon is calling.
Yo, Devon!

What's up, buddy?
Nothing good,
I'm afraid, Michael.

You remember that thief
you caught with
a shipment of stolen arms?

J. Gordon Baxter?

Alias, the Chameleon.
How can l forget?
But he's in prison.

Was, Michael.

He was scheduled to appear
at the District Court
of Appeals this morning.

He's just escaped.

Knowing the Chameleon
as well as l do,
he's long gone by now.

Not necessarily.
They've cordoned off
the building.

There's reason to believe
he may still be
in the vicinity.

All right, l got you.
We're on our way.

You have my sympathies, Judge.

At least l can
take this face off
when l'm finished.

[door closing]

[people chattering]

He's in there.
The escaped prisoner's
in my chambers! Hurry!

He's done it again!

Okay, buddy, out!
l'm commandeering this van.

(KITT)
Did you see
what that lady just did?

KlTT, that was no lady.

[tires screeching]

[tires screeching]

[tires screeching]

[horn blaring]

Michael?
We're going for it, partner.

[whooshing]

[tires squealing]

(KITT)
That's the van
over there, Michael.

It's only been a
matter of seconds, Michael.
He couldn't have gotten far.

That's the Chameleon, partner.

Couple of seconds
is all it takes.

[Michael sighing]

l mean, it's remarkable.

lmagine being capable
of producing a mask
of this quality...

while locked up
behind prison bars.

You don't get to be
The Man of a Thousand Voices
and a Thousand Faces...

without learning
a few new tricks.

l had him, Devon.
l had him!

Yes, it's an
all-too-common story,
l'm afraid, Michael.

The important thing
is now...

with his reputation
for stealing
sophisticated weapons...

and selling them
to the highest bidder...

he's got to be caught,
and the sooner, the better.

Anything new on him
in the computer?
Nothing useful.

He's been in prison
since you helped put him there
back in August, 1982.

What about his daughter,
Tonie?

Tonie? According to our
information, she still lives
here in town.

Terrific.
lt's a good place to start.

Michael, l know it
goes without saying, but
l'm going to say it anyway.

Be careful.
l will.

Perhaps later, my place?
Alone?

Believe me, Bertil,
it's not the impossible dream.

My friends, yes.

How are you doing?
Fine.

Excuse me, my good....

Gordon, is that you?

Yes, it is you, isn't it?
Welcome home!

lt's good to be back, Armand.
l see, the place
is about the same.

Only the bellybuttons
have changed.

lt's all right, Ryles.
He's an old friend.

Two years is a long time,
eh, my friend?

[sighing]

You have no idea, Armand.

That's why l plan to make up
for every moment of it.

Of course. Of course.

How may l help you?

First, l need one big job.
And the bigger, the better.

All right.

l've recently
received inquiries
about an item...

that might be
right up your alley.

lt's called
Project Lone Eagle.

The Air Force
is testing it now
at Webly Field.

And how much is in it
for me?

$1 million.

lt's a start.

l'm glad you think so.

But you said, ''first.''

May l ask, what's second?

Yes.

l plan to kill someone
by the name of Michael Knight.

(KITT)
Michael, if Tonie Baxter
lives...

where that so-called music
is coming from...

I suspect she hasn't heard
about her father's escape.

l don't know.

Guess that depends
on how she feels about him.

KlTT, run down the name
of the top dog in illegal arms
around here.

I'll get right on it, Michael.

And keep--
Your scanner peeled.

Right.

[KlTT humming]

(KITT)
No, thank you.

Who said that?
I did.

Please keep your advertisement
off my person.

''Off your person?''

You're a car!

A figure of speech.

[chuckling]

Wow. l've heard
of alarm systems
that do everything, but...

now they've got one
that talks.

[birds twittering]

We all got a job to do.

Not on me!

[bleeping]

Look, l got
my professional pride
to deal with here!

l got integrity!

When l promise to deliver
500 circulars...

l don't just dump them
in the sewer
like some other guys!

[bleeping]

The things I'm forced
to put up with.

[KlTT humming]

Michael?
Hi, Tonie.

Whoo!

You look terrific.

The place is kind of a mess.
l've been
rehearsing all morning.

lt's my band's new song.

l didn't say your place,
l said you.

Don't tell me.
You just happened to be
in the neighborhood and....

What's my father done now?
Escaped.

What's that
got to do with me?
Tonie, he's your father.

So what?

lt's a biological fact,
not a relationship.

Whether you want
to believe it or not,
there is a difference.

One doesn't necessarily
equal the other.

Tonie, l know how painful
this is for you.
Then why are you here?

Because someone had to come.

l thought you'd rather hear it
from me than from some
rookie cop taking notes.

l'm sorry, Michael.
You were
straight with me before.

lt's just that every time
l think he's out of my life
once and for all...

someone knocks on my door,
or l turn on the TV
and there he is again.

Looks like you put a lot
of room between you
and your old life, huh?

What happened to college?
l quit.

lt's all part
of burying the past.

You can see
how successful it's been.

The answer's no.

What?

Your eyes have been asking
ever since you walked in:

''Have you seen your father?
Has he contacted you?''

All right.

You've always
been straight with me.

Your answer's ''no.''
l got no more questions.

Just one request.

lf you happen to
see your father,
l'd appreciate a call.

Okay?

Okay.

Don't give up
on that new life.
lt can be done.

(KITT)
Did she give you anything,
Michael?

Yeah.

The truth.
She hasn't seen him. Yet.

What did you get
on that arms dealer?

Armand Pressler, one of the
most ruthless traffickers
in illegal arms...

on the
North American continent.

Sounds like my kind of guy.

(Michael)
KlTT, this Armand Pressler...

didn't get to be number one
arms dealer playing with kids.

He's got to think
l'm a top mercenary.

(KITT)
Michael, top mercenaries...

always seem to have
other mercenaries...

out to assassinate them.

Wouldn't you be happier
with a more modest rating,
say, fourth or fifth?

Forget it, pal!

Armand only deals
with the best
and if l'm not the best--

He won't
lead you to the Chameleon.

That's the bottom line.
So let's make me
one mean machine.

As you wish, Michael.

Since soldiers of fortune
invariably use aliases...

you can choose
between John Doe, Jack Smith,
or Joe Brown.

l'll take Jack Smith.
Sounds like a winner.

Very well. Jack Smith it is.

Former Special Forces
commando,
active in the Congo...

Namibia, Dominican Republic.

Let's not overdo it here!

Michael,
you wanted to be top dog.

Anything else you want
to tell me before l enter
this den of jackals?

Yes, Michael.

[speaking Swahili]

Don't tell me.
That means, ''be careful.''

In Swahili.

Thanks, partner.

Hey! You need
a membership card.

My initiation fee.

We don't need any new members.
Then l'll just visit.

[grunts]

[both grunting]

That's all right.
l'll just seat myself.

Hi, my name is lngrid.

Hello, lngrid.
Can l buy you a drink?
Thank you.

Dar Bel Dormey.
Put it on my tab, please.

That's a very good choice.
Cool, fine, elegant.
Nice flavor.

Just like a woman
named lngrid.

And what is your name?
Jack Smith.

Good choice.
l'm glad you like it.

lngrid, can you tell me
where l might find a man by
the name of Armand Pressler?

Yes. Try over there.

l'll see you later?
Mmm-hmm.

Easy, Ryles. Sit. Sit.

That's quite all right.
Don't get up.

Good afternoon, gentlemen.
My name is Jack Smith.

That hardly seems
reason enough to
attack my bouncer, Mr. Smith.

He attacked.
l just retaliated.

A man after my own heart.

Now, just why are you here?

l'm in need of something
very special. l heard you were
once the man to see.

''Once,'' as in past tense?

When the Chameleon
was working for you.

But now that he is in prison,
Armand...

they say you've lost
some of your touch.

[popping]

[people murmuring]

[people chattering]

[men laughing]

Whoever ''they'' are, Mr...
Smith.

Smith...

don't know what
''they'' are talking about.

As for the Chameleon, well,
l have someone just as good,
if not better.

Fine, l'll talk to him.

No, no, no, l don't think so.

Now, just what is it
you wanted?

Scorpion missiles.

Scorpion missiles?

For that,
l'll need a little time.

Take as long as you want.
Up to 24 hours.

l'll be in touch.

(woman on PA system)
Telephone
for Mr. Armand Pressler.

Telephone
for Mr. Armand Pressler.

KlTT, Armand just got a call.
Let's see what
it's all about, huh?

Right, Michael.

Ah-ha.
They're using a scrambler.

(KITT)
I'm afraid so, Michael.

A very good one, I might add.
It's beyond my
deciphering capabilities.

Bonnie's been dying
to try out that
new LBG analyzer.

Here's her big chance.

[birds twittering]

Tonie. Don't be afraid,
l'm your father.

Father?

ls that the role
you're playing now?

l never stopped
being your father.

What about all those years
you spent in prison?

Or off somewhere
selling guns?

Tonie, a man does
what he has to do. That's all.

And he gets
what he deserves.

ln your case,
that was prison.
Yeah, but not this time.

No one's ever gonna
put me away again.
Especially Michael Knight.

Tonie, what did you tell him?

What could l tell him?
l don't know anything.

Good girl.
Please.

[sighing]

Tonie, look.
l am working on a big one.

This time l'm going to make
more money for us...

than you've ever seen
in your entire life...

and l'm doing it just for us,
honey. For you and me.

l don't want your money.

You want to know
what l want, Dad?

l want you
to leave me alone.

Because you hurt me.
And l don't want
to be hurt anymore.

Tonie!

Look, l have to go to
the High Desert. We'll talk
about this when l get back.

Baby, believe me.
Hurting you is the last thing
l ever want to do.

(Michael)
Getting any closer, Bonnie?

(Bonnie)
Should be.

The LBG analyzer is on
the cutting edge of
sonic distortion technology.

ln English please, Bonnie.

lt'll break down
any scrambled message,
given enough time.

How much time?
How much time?
l'll tell you when l get it.

(Chameleon)
Yes. It's me.

That's it. That's it.
You are beautiful.

(Chameleon)
The Lone Eagle
is about to fly.

[Armand laughing]

(Armand)
Very good.

And once you finish this job,
my friend...

I have a new buyer
you may wish to meet.

(Chameleon)
Forget it, Armand.
After this job, I'm retiring.

[phone disconnecting]

Lone Eagle.
Any idea what that means?

A code name
for the Chameleon's
next target.

Do you know where
that phone call came from?

(KITT)
A phone booth
in the Laurel Canyon area.

Laurel Canyon.
That's where Tonie lives.

Michael, do you think
he's gone to meet her?

l don't think, Devon. l know.

[dog barking]

Now that's what l call
a very nice flowing,
easy stride.

How did you find me?

Don't tell me
that car of yours
is psychic, too.

Almost.

But this time
l asked your friendly
next door neighbor.

You mind if l join you?

Michael, you're weird.

Why? Half the men
in America jog.
With their dogs.

Not their cars.

Rocky Marciano,
Muhammad Ali...

are still pretty
after all those fights.

The Bronx Bomber,
Joe Louis...

every one of them
did road work with their car
following behind them.

Right, KlTT?
Whatever you say, Michael.

There.
l take that back.

You're both weird.

Now what do you want?
To know what your father
said to you.

l haven't seen him.

What happened to us
playing it straight
with each other?

Tonie?

All right, he came by.

Thanks for calling.

Michael, whatever he's done,
he's my father.

lt's a biological fact,
remember?

He's also the one who
caused you to give up college
and a very promising future.

Meaning, as a singer,
l should take up law?

No, meaning,
you don't owe him anything.

[Michael sighing]

Tonie, l'm sorry.
Just tell me what he's after.

He didn't tell me, Michael.

And that's the truth.

All right.
You have no idea
where l can find him?

No.

Only....

What?

He said something
about having to go to
the High Desert.

And l don't think
it was for his health.

That makes two of us,
thank you.

(Michael)
Bonnie, fill me in...

on High Desert
defense installations.

(Bonnie)
He could hit any of
a dozen places, Michael.

They're all low profile,
high security testing sites.

It's hard to learn
much about them.

Well, the Chameleon
managed to.

KlTT, does any of them
show a computer file
on the Lone Eagle Project?

(KITT)
I have it, Michael.

Webly Field
is conducting tests
on a project X 12JP1.

Code name.: Lone Eagle.

Bonnie, have Devon warn
the base. They could be in
for a nasty surprise.

Just keep driving, Major.
l'll tell you when to stop.

(KITT)
Michael, we've reached the
outer limits of Webly Field.

Give me the ETA
for the main base.

Two point five minutes,
Michael.

Morning, sir.
Morning, Sergeant.

Your lD, sir?

Thank you, Major Anderson.

[machine buzzing]

[machines bleeping]

All right,
tap the base security channel.

(KITT)
All's quiet, Michael.

There's no breach of security
indicated.

There's gotta be something.

Use your infrared
to scan the area.

[beeping]

Michael, there's
a four-wheeled vehicle...

heading for the
ordinance testing ground...

and it's traveling fast.

All right, use the lGP
and try for an lD.

It's him, Michael.
E. Gordon Baxter.

l think we just
caught ourselves a chameleon.

Let's nail him!

(Michael)
KlTT, where does this road go?

He's outsmarted himself,
Michael. It dead ends
at a cliff just ahead.

We've got him.
Don't count on it.

He might disguise himself
as a rock or a bush,
or even a chameleon.

There he is.

(KITT)
I see him.

Michael, what on earth
is he putting on his back?

Something tells me
that's the Project Lone Eagle,
partner.

(Devon)
l'll give the Chameleon credit
for a brilliant deception.

He walked right through
top security...

and flew off
with their prototype jetpack.

KlTT, give me
everything you've got
on the Lone Eagle.

(KITT)
It makes all its predecessors
look like toys.

It can stay airborne
six minutes...

has stealth scramblers
and night-flight vision.

What about its
offensive capabilities?

Definitely possible,
but still
in the development stage.

lmagine what a terrorist
could do with that.

Yeah,
and now it's on its way
to Armand Pressler.

You call the bank, will you?

l'm gonna need some money
to flash around.

How much?

Say, $500,000.

Dollars?

l can't go in there
with yen or shekels, can l?

Now, if l'm a high roller,
l got to look like one.

[engine starting]

(KITT)
Michael, your pulse
and adrenalin levels are high.

Phew!

Right where they should be,
partner.
Got a lot of bread in here.

Keep your scanner warm.

[snickers]

(KITT)
Oh, no! Not you again.

You really a talking car?

No, I'm a tight end
for the Chicago Bears.

l like the 49ers myself.

You work hard.
Don't you think
you deserve some time off?

Like a few years?

Are you kidding?
l'm performing a
very important service here.

See this?
lt's got a puzzle on it.
lt's a tough one.

But whoever figures it out
wins a fortune
in valuable prizes.

l mean, l could be responsible
for changing somebody's
whole life around.

Bye-bye.

[KlTT bleeping]

A tough puzzle?

[people chattering]

lt's a good way
to lose a hand.

But, Mr. Smith,
l don't understand.

You saying you are
no longer interested
in the Scorpion missile?

You heard what l said, Armand.

l want the Lone Eagle jetpack,
instead.

lt was stolen yesterday
by a man who could have
only been the Chameleon.

Now, can you deliver
or can you not deliver?

l'm sorry.
l already have another buyer.

However, l'm not a man
to let honor stand in the way
of greed.

Shall we say
the price is $5 million?
Cash, of course.

Shall we say
when can l get it?

Call me here in an hour.
l'll tell you
the time and the place.

Now, if this is too heavy
for you to carry.

No, thank you very much.
l believe l can manage.

What do you think
you're doing?

What l do best, make money.

Shouldn't you
be getting the rockets
for the jetpack?

For your information,
that was Michael Knight...

from The Foundation
for Law and Government.

Well, what do you know
about that?

l thought
you were going to kill him?

That's right, Armand.

[striking match]
And l know just the way.

lf it goes the way l plan...

we'll smoke out the jetpack
and the Chameleon.

Michael, it's Devon.

Yo, Devon.

Michael,
you've just had a call
from Tonie Baxter.

She needs to talk to you
right away.

Okay, l'll get her
and keep you posted.

All right.

KlTT, get me Tonie.

Hello?

Michael, l need to see you.

Tonie, is something wrong?

(Tonie)
Michael, he's here.

He's had a change of heart
and he wants
to turn himself in.

Only he's afraid.

Afraid of who?
The police? Armand?

Everyone.
Michael, l've never seen him
like this before.

He's afraid
he won't even make it
back to prison alive.

All right, Tonie,
you have my word.
l won't let anyone hurt him.

l'm on my way.

Goodbye, Michael.

(Michael)
KlTT, call Devon
and fill him in on this.

(KITT)
Michael, you know
this could be a trap.

Way ahead of you, partner.
l'm way ahead of you.

Keep your eyes open.

[KlTT humming]

[doorbell ringing]

Michael,
thank God you're here.

Where's your father?
ln the kitchen.

[gasping]

Take it easy.

Who are you?
Where's my father?

He had
another appointment
to keep.

Michael, l didn't know.
l swear.

l know, Tonie.
lt's all right.

Look, it's me you want.
Let her go.

Fat chance, Knight.
Or should l say, Smith?

Now let's move
toward the back,
slow and easy.

You first, Knight.

No fancy stuff...

or she gets it first.

[KlTT humming]

[bleeping]

All right, I'm asking you
one more time.
Leave the girl here.

Forget it.

(KITT)
Michael was right, Devon.
It's a trap.

I hope to heaven
he hasn't been hurt.

Not yet, but these plans
of his make me nervous.

And they have Tonie as well.

Be ready when he needs you,
KITT. Don't let him
out of your sight.

Not a chance, Devon.

Okay, you drive.

I'm in back with her,
so don't try anything funny.

Phase two KITT, right now.

[KlTT humming]

[beeping]

[car engine starting]

[sirens wailing]

(KITT)
This is the police.

[grunts]

[groaning]

[groaning]

[grunting]

l'll ask you once.
You better listen good.

Where is the Chameleon going?

All right.
Have it your way.

Okay. Okay. He's heading
for JBX lndustries.

That's all l know.

That's plenty.

[grunting]

[panting]

Let's go.

Jump in.

Nice job, KlTT.

Have Devon call the police
and pick up the garbage.

Give me anything you got
on JBX lndustries.

(Armand)
Amazing.

You really must show me
how to do that.

l'd like to make up
as my wife's hairdresser.

lt might be interesting
to hear what she has to say
about me.

(man)
JBX Industries.

Hello, this is Devon Miles
from the Foundation
of Law and Government.

l'd like to talk to
the head of plant security.

You sure
your people understand
about Tonie?

Stop worrying.

l'm in the business
of supplying arms,
not hurting young women.

Devon, it's nice
to hear from you again.
This is John Maxwell.

What can l do for you?

(Chameleon)
John, we've been contacted by
the Department of Defense...

to make an emergency check
of your facility today
at 1400 hours.

That's rather short notice.
And you know
how they are in Washington.

l'll be sending
Michael Knight.

He'll have the proper papers
signed by the Secretary
and bearing his seal.

And a half an hour after that,
you'll have a
fancy little flying machine...

armed with
prototype rockets...

that can destroy anything
from a tank
to an aircraft carrier.

(KITT)
Michael, I have the
information on JBX Industries.

All right,
let's have it.

They have
the government contract
for RX-9 rockets.

Whoa! That's
a gruesome little fella.

They carry the punch
of a Sidewinder missile...

but aren't any bigger
than your arm.

Perfect to mount
on a jetpack, right?
I'm afraid so.

[sighing]

Hang in there.

We'll stop him.

Security looks
excellent so far.

This door opens
only when we make a shipment.

And this is
the only card key.
Sounds great.

Show me how it works.

What's the meaning of this,
Knight?

Open the doors
or l'll blow you away
and do it myself.

[buzzing]

After you.

[buzzing]

Where do you think
you're going?
With you.

You stay in the car.

[boxes clattering]

l always thought
there wasn't enough of me
to go around.

And here l always thought
there was one too many.

[gun firing]

Give it up, Baxter.
(Chameleon)
No way!

l'm too close to my dream.

[gun clicking]

Not close enough.

Hey, they're loaded.
Let's get out of here.
Come on.

[grunting]

Michael!
Tonie, get out of here. Go!

KlTT, l need you, buddy.

[KlTT humming]

[bleeping]

Let's go.

(Michael)
KlTT, pop the trunk!

[explosions]

You all right?

[beeping]

Does that
answer your question?

Beautiful.

All right, let's get him.

[beeping]

I have their van, Michael.
All right,
let's move on it.

lt looks like
we lost Knight for good.

[panting]

l don't believe my eyes.

Stay ahead of him.

Look out!

Michael,
you're not thinking of--

(Michael)
You bet l am.

[bleeping]

[whooshing]

[groans]

[panting]

[grunting]

All right, let's go.
Chameleons hate water.

[birds chirping]

[Michael grunting]

Good work, buddy.

Notify Devon to pick up
Armand and his merry brigade,
will you?

(KITT)
Right away, Michael.

Now you can get on
with your life, Tonie.

Good, huh?

Hot! Hot! Hot!

[whoops]

Very good.
Thank you, Michael.

l hear you and your group
may be going to London.

The group's going,
but not me.

l've decided
to go back to school
and get my degree.

That's great.
Not that you couldn't make it
as a singer.

But l think
going back to school
is a good idea.

Thanks.

(KITT)
Michael, this time
I need your help.

[birds twittering]

What's all this?

(KITT)
This is distressing,
that's what it is.

l don't know how he did it,
but this little T-top...

figured out the puzzle and won
a lifetime supply
of auto accessories.

No kidding.

Congratulations, buddy.
Check this out.

Girls, velvet seat covers.

A compass,
in case you get lost.

A perfumed Christmas tree.

A pair of fur dice
to hang from your mirror.
Great, huh?

Look, a horn
that plays Happy Birthday.

(Michael)
Buddy, how did you do it?

you know me with puzzles,
Michael.

And when I saw that one
in the circular--

l know.
They made a puzzle
you couldn't refuse.

Check this out.
Lace curtains, huh?

(KITT)
Michael, where did I go wrong?