All language subtitles for knight rider s03e22

(Michael)
No one ever hired Turbo Man...

for driving through
the front gate like a tourist.

(KlTT)
''Turbo Man''?

Welcome to Circus Major.
Terrific.

My friends call me Michael.

She says you're going
to give Circus Major
a real shot in the arm.

Why do l get the feeling
someone doesn't want
Turbo Man in your circus?

Together they'll pass through
the ring of fire.

lf he's that interested
in fires, maybe you should
give him one he won't forget.

(KlTT)
Incendiary bomb, Michael.
Jump.

(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.

(Michael)
All right. The circus,
the circus, the circus.

You know, you can take the boy
out of the circus, KlTT...

but you can't take the circus
out of the boy.

(KlTT)
Michael, would you
kindly explain to me...

what people find so amusing...

about 20 grown men,
wearing red noses
and baggy pants...

climbing out of a car
the size of a baby carriage.

[laughing]

Well, it's kind of like
a pie in the face.

lf you have to explain it,
it's just not funny.

''A pie in the face?''

Don't tell me
that's another form
of circus humor.

Absolutely not.
Well,
I'm certainly glad of that.

They use tomatoes,
eggs, ice cream.

[elephant trumpeting]

[screaming]

[people chattering]

[growling]

[trumpeting]

[siren wailing]

[horn blowing]

[bell ringing]

Oh, the magic
and wonder of it all, Bonnie.

Did l ever tell you
about the time--

You went undercover
in occupied France as
Valentino the Knife Thrower.

Well, well, well,
you remember.

Yes, l spent three months
with Circus Major.

As a matter of fact,
my senior OSS officer,
may he rest in peace...

was Gunther Major,
whose father founded
this very show.

Now, Gunther's two children
are the star attractions.

[people chattering]

And here comes
our star attraction.

[sighing]

Yo, Devon.

Michael, l am so glad
you could make it
to the dress rehearsal.

A herd of dancing elephants
couldn't keep me away.

Hi, sweetie.

[chuckling]

KlTT, would you tape
the Flying Majors
for me, please?

(KlTT)
Of course, Devon.

I'll even use
my new image-enhancement lens.

[beeping]

Thank you, l appreciate it.

[whistle blowing]

And now, Circus Major
is proud to present...

our star attraction.

Ladies and gentlemen.:

The Flying Majors.

Only a handful of fliers
have mastered the art...

of the triple somersault,
and Peter Major's one of them.

l think l'd feel a lot better
if they used a net.
So would l.

But l don't think
they'd sell as many tickets.

Watch, she's about to fly.

[KlTT humming]

[people gasping]

Hey, way to go.
Yeah.

(woman #1)
All right, Terry.
(woman #2)
Nice going.

(woman #3)
All right, Terry.
(man)
Great, Terry, it's a good one.

Now wait till you see Peter.
You think he'll
try the triple?

Yes, knowing his father
as well as l did,
l'm sure of it.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,
Peter Major will perform
the very difficult...

triple somersault
without a net.

We request your silence...

so he can
maintain his concentration.

Ladies and gentlemen...

the seldom performed
triple somersault.

ls it my imagination,
or does he look
a little unsteady?

Well, no, l don't think so.

No, l'm sure
it's part of the act.

[KlTT humming]

[man screaming]

[crowd screaming]

No!

KlTT, scan his vitals.

[KlTT humming]

[beeping]

[crowd clamoring]

[beeping]

Michael, I'm sorry.
He's dead.
Oh, dear God.

Devon,
you're looking at that tape
for hours.

You want to tell me
what you're looking for?

l wish l knew.

All l am certain of is
that l have
a nagging feeling that...

Peter's fall
was not an accident.

Well, you lived
with the family.

l don't think
anybody's more entitled.

Look at this.

He is putting rosin
on his hands. There's
nothing unusual about that.

No.

But watch what he does
just before
he catches the trapeze.

(Bonnie)
He wipes his brow.

(Devon)
Yes, with the
palm of his hand.

Thereby rubbing off some,
if not all, of the rosin.

Something a man whose life
depended on his grip
wouldn't do.

KlTT, give me a close up
of his upper chest
and head area, will you?

Right away, Michael.

He looks like
he's gasping for air.

That's strange behavior for a
perfectly conditioned athlete.

That still isn't
any proof of foul play.

He might've suffered a brief
seizure, of some kind,
or maybe even a heart attack.

Or maybe he was drugged.
Did the authorities
perform an autopsy?

They're convinced
his death was accidental.
They saw no reason for one.

Do you think you can get them
to change their minds?

l can certainly try.
Yeah, well, for Terry's sake,
try real hard.

l'll see you.

[tires screeching]

(KlTT)
Michael, if you're expecting
circus people...

to bare their souls to you,
forget it.

My research tells me
that they're an
extremely close-knit group...

who are about
as open to strangers as
a convention of crime figures.

Ah, but l'm not going in
as a stranger. l'm going in
as one of their own.

Good idea. How about...

''The Magnificent Michael
and his
Colossal Cotton Candy. ''

A bit sticky, maybe, but safe.

l was thinking of something
a little more flamboyant.

What do you hope to gain
by going undercover anyway?

KlTT, the only people
who were around him
before he fell...

were his fellow performers.

You think one of them
might've had
something to do with it?

l don't know.

The only way l'm going
to find out is by being able
to move among them.

ln the meantime,
give me everything you got
on Circus Major.

Hidden assets, hidden debts.

Most of all...

anyone who might have had
a grudge against Peter.

[elephant trumpeting]

[crying]

[tiger roaring]

[guffawing]

Bombo, don't you....
Don't you dare.
l am warning you.

[laughing]
lf you get
one drop of water on me....

Water?

l'm not in any mood
for confetti, either.
Confetti? How about greens?

Where'd all that come from?
The sky. lt rained money.

Now, come on, Bombo,
it hasn't rained in a month.

Money or anything else.

Okay, okay, okay.
Bang found it. Right, Bang?

[gibbering]

Bombo, l am warning you.

Okay, Terry.
Sweetheart, it's a gift.

lt's from us.
Your friends who love you.
(all)
Yeah.

We admit it's not much,
but it's something.

And what the heck...

if it keeps this crazy circus
going one more day,
right, gang...

we can afford it, huh?
Sure. Right.

Thank you.

[chuckling]

Thank you,
every last one of you.

Ah, don't mention it, Terry.
We were glad to do it,
huh, gang?

You bet.

But l'm afraid,
it's going to take
a lot more than this...

to keep Circus Major
from going under.

[people murmuring]

What we need....
Well, we need another big act.

(Michael)
All right, KlTT...

l think it's time
we made our big entrance
on two wheels.

Michael, you're not....
But the front gate's
wide open.

There's plenty of room.

(Michael)
No one ever hired Turbo Man...

for driving through
the front gate like a tourist.

(KlTT)
''Turbo Man''?

(man #1)
Wow. How'd he do that?

(man #2)
Two wheels?

[people murmuring]

(man #3)
He's gonna hit the clown.

(man #4)
Wow.

(woman #1)
Oh, my God.

[tires screeching]

[elephant trumpeting]

(man #5)
l've never seen anything
like it. You know what l mean?

[people chattering]

[thudding]

Good afternoon,
ladies and gentlemen.

For those of you
who haven't already
heard of me...

allow me introduce myself.

l'm the world-renowned
Turbo Man...

and this is
my flying carpet, KlTT.

(KlTT)
Your ''flying carpet''?

Excuse me,
ladies and gentlemen...

my talking flying carpet,
KlTT.

Who can also crash through
solid walls...

jump fences in a single bound,
drive by itself...

and imitate any sound
known to mankind.

Give them an example,
O great KlTT.

Michael, really....
KlTT.

All right, you asked for it.

[beeping]

[mimicking animal sounds]

[gibbering]

[crowd chattering]

[crowd exclaiming]

[laughing]

Michael, will you kindly take
this poor man's King Kong...

off my person?

[both laughing]

[Bang chattering]

Well, don't say
I didn't warn you.

[imitating gun firing]

[Bang chattering]

Come on, Bang, let's go.
Bang? An orangutan named Bang?

Let's go.

Well, you certainly
have some act.

Wait a minute,
didn't l see you
at the dress rehearsal?

Yes, as a matter of fact,
you did.
l came by to audition.

But under
the circumstances....

l'm very sorry
about your brother.

Yeah. Yeah, l am, too.

But what's the saying?
You know...

''Tears are as much
a part of the circus
as the laughter.''

Well, maybe even more so.

Look, l can't afford
to pay you much.

Truth is,
l don't even know
how much longer...

l can keep this show going.

Well, the truth is,
if l did this
for just the money...

l'd find another line of work.

Oh, well, then you've come
to the right place, Turbo Man.

Welcome to Circus Major.
Terrific.

My friends call me Michael.

Let's go sign the contract,
Michael.
You got a deal.

This is the last picture
ever taken of Peter
during a performance.

There'll never be
another flyer like him.

Circus is really
in your blood, isn't it?

lt's in the blood
of this town.

Majorville has been
our winter home
for over 50 years.

We help support
the school, the hospital,
we give jobs to people...

and even help
take care of them
when they get old.

Without this circus
in this town...

we'd just dry up
and blow away.
lt's as simple as that.

Well, we're not going
to let that happen, are we?

l'll believe that
when l see it.

So, ready to sign, Turbo Man?
With pleasure.

On the dotted line, l presume.

Do you smell
something burning?
Yes.

KlTT, we got a fire.

[beeping]

[tires screeching]

Hurry! Jump in.
Call out the fire brigade,
pal.

(KlTT)
Attention, circus crew...

there's a fire
in the costume tent.

[tires screeching]

[sirens wailing]

All our costumes are in there.

lf they're destroyed,
we'll have to close down.

Hit it with the C02,
will you, pal?

Terry!

[Terry coughing]

Terry.

[beeping]

[Terry grunting]

[grunting]

All right,
take some deep breaths.
She'll be okay.

[Terry coughing]

Oh, Michael, first my brother,
now this. Why?

l don't know, Terry,
but l'm gonna to find out.

Believe me,
l'm gonna to find out.

[sighing]

Looks like this is
the flash point, KlTT.
Scan the ashes, will you?

[KlTT humming]

I'm picking up
a high concentration
of phosphorescence...

only a few feet
from where you're standing.

[exclaiming]

(Tiger)
See anything interesting
down there?

Nothing that doesn't
get better on the way up.

l'm Tiger.
Huh, you're kidding?

And you must be Turbo Man.
The one with the magic car.

Oh, yeah, well....

He just sits there. l mean,
l do all the work.
I heard that, Michael.

And speaking of work,
don't we have some to do?

Not now, KlTT.

(KlTT)
Michael?
Not now.

He's a workaholic.
You know,
practice, practice, practice.

l see, and you're the type
who enjoys his relaxation,
right?

Like cuddling up
with a nice...

soft, kitten in his lap?

[KlTT humming]

Maybe my partner
is right after all.

Practice does make perfect.

The show must go on.
There's no business
like show business.

Maybe some other time.

l'm gonna hold you to that,
Turbo Man.

(KlTT)
You really
played her along, Michael.

That's one tiger that will
never be on
the endangered species' list.

What was that all about?

He's snooping around the fire.

l think he found something.

Look, if he's that interested
in fires...

maybe you should give him one
he won't forget.

(KlTT)
Michael, I have that
information you requested.

(Michael)
Shoot.

It's a self-contained,
auto-delay fuse.

I'll try to find out
which company
manufactured it...

and to whom it was sold.
Also on Circus Major...

although they have
no hidden assets...

it appears they have
plenty of visible debts.

All of which they barely
manage to pay the interest on
by the first of each month.

Just in time to keep
the wolf away from the door,
huh?

That's a very good way
of putting it, Michael.

Thank you very much.
What about Peter?

Did you find out if there's
anybody who held a grudge
against him?

Not to my knowledge.

In fact, it seems
he didn't have
an enemy in the world.

There is one thing
I found curious, though.
What?

There has been
a good deal of activity...

on the part of
a European holding company...

called ITZ
to buy Circus Major.

Now, I realize
holding companies are always
buying something or other.

But seldom bankrupt circuses.
Exactly.

Plus the fact it appears
no offer was ever made
directly to Peter or Terry.

Who'd they make it to?
Someone by the name of
Jeff Barnes.

Jeff Barnes, huh? See what
you can find out about him,
will you?

Oh, there's Terry.

Hi.
Hi.

Where are you off to?
To the bank.

The old mortgage payment,
huh?
Oh, you got it.

And as nice as Jeff Barnes is,
he's still a banker
inside and out.

Wait a minute, did you say
Jeff Barnes?
Yeah, you know him?

No, but l'd certainly like
to make his acquaintance.

Well, come on.

Well, the feeling's mutual,
it's nice meeting you, too.

l'm sorry,
l didn't catch your name.

Well, my fans call me
Turbo Man.

Turbo Man.

Of course,
Terry's told me all about you.
Please, sit down.

She says you're going to
give Circus Major
a real shot in the arm.

Actually, l was
hoping to give it
a shot in the box office.

[all laughing]

A shot in the box office.
That's a good one, real good.

Glad you like it.
Tell you the truth...

there isn't
anything about the circus
l don't like.

Terry knows this, but...

well, l wanted to be
a lion-tamer myself.

Ran away with the circus
four or five times
when l was a boy.

Trouble is my father
was a banker,
as was his father...

and l'm kind of stuck
lion-taming this desk.

Plus l have a deep
responsibility to each and
every one of my depositors.

Look, if that's a hint, Jeff,
say no more.
Here's this month's payment.

Thank you, Terry.

Believe me, if there was
any way l could make this
easier, you know l would.

What about finding an outside
investor until Circus Major
can get on its feet again?

An outside investor?

Well, you may be good at
jumping through fiery hoops,
Turbo Man...

but, l'm afraid
you're not much
of a businessman.

No investor in his right mind
would be interested
in Circus Major.

l mean, as it is now.

Now, that's funny,
because when l was
appearing back East...

l heard rumors
about a company named lTZ.

They said they were interested
in buying out Circus Major.

ls that true, Jeff?

Yes. Yes, somebody from l....

TZ.
TZ did contact me
a while back...

but l told them
that you wouldn't sell
under any conditions.

You wouldn't, would you?
Are you kidding?

Even if my life
depended on it.

Well, that's what l figured.
So l told them
to forget about it...

and l haven't
heard from them since.

Does that
answer your question?

l'll think about it
and let you know.

Nice to meet you.
Nice meeting you.

See you at the show tonight,
Jeff.

Oh, yeah, wouldn't miss it
for the world.

Thank you.
Okay. Bye-bye.

(Michael)
Terry, how long have you known
Jeff Barnes?

(Terry)
Since l was old enough
to grab hold of the trapeze.

Don't you ask me
how long ago that was.

Why?

Just curious.

Well, that makes
two of us, Michael.

Me about you.
Oh, l see.

Why is it that l have this
suspicion that you're not
really who you say you are?

Probably just
your fertile imagination.

No.

No, it's the way you
seem concerned about
what's going on around here.

About what's happening to me.

Well, Terry,
the circus is just
one big, happy family.

l mean, if we don't
look out for each other,
who will?

ls that the only reason?

l'd be a liar, if l said yes.

l'm glad you didn't.

Okay, l've got
some good news for you.

Couldn't come
at a better time.

We're sold out for tonight.

No kidding?

And tickets are going
like cotton candy for
the remaining performances.

Well, terrific.
What've you got to say
to that, buddy?

(KlTT)
Well, Michael,
with Terry in the air...

and us on the ground,
what can you expect?

l've got a little surprise
for you.

We're not going to be
on the ground for very long.

Michael, that's one surprise
I think I can do without.

[chuckling]

[people screaming]

(man)
All right, Tiger Lady.

[crowd applauding]

(ringmaster)
Isn't she great,
ladies and gentlemen?

[crowd cheering]

[sirens wailing]

(ringmaster)
Now, focus your attention
on ring number 3...

for Bombo
and the Fire Brigade.

[beeping]

[people screaming]

[crowd laughing]

[whistle blowing]

And now...

direct from the continents
of Europe and Asia...

a daredevil
who has risked his life...

over a thousand times.

And now...

ladies and gentlemen...

the great, the fabulous...

the incomparable...

Turbo Man.

[crowd cheering]

Michael, going undercover
is one thing...

but do I really have to get
lit up like a Christmas tree?

l know how you feel,
partner...

but if they're planning
on closing this circus...

there's no better time
to do it than on
opening night.

[crowd cheering]

[beeping]

l have to admit, Devon,
he looks fantastic.
Yes.

ln spite of that
ridiculous costume
he's wearing.

No, l'm talking about KlTT.

[whistle blowing]

And now,
ladies and gentlemen...

Turbo Man, will perform
his death-defying feat...

with no protection
whatsoever...

fearless Turbo Man
and his faithful KITT...

will attempt the impossible.

Together they will leap
10 feet into the air...

pass through
the ring of fire unscathed.

Now, Turbo Man, can you do it?

[cheering]

All right, partner.
Like they say in show biz,
''Break a leg.''

In my case it's ''blow a tire. ''

[KlTT's engine revving]

(man)
Turbo Man, here he comes.

Here he comes.

[beeping]

[people gasping]

(KlTT)
Incendiary bomb, Michael.
Jump.

[explosion]

[people screaming]

[tires screeching]

Michael, are you all right?

Say something.

Anything particular in mind?

Ladies and gentlemen,
the amazing Turbo Man.

[crowd cheering]

lt's funny. Very funny.

Don't tell me
that was part of your act.
Nobody's that good.

Why do l get the feeling
someone doesn't want
Turbo Man in your circus?

(Terry)
You can't imagine
how afraid l was...

when l saw you flying
through the air like that.

(Michael)
lt wasn't the flight.
lt was the landing.

Michael, will you be serious?
All right, all right.

You have any idea
who planted the bomb?

No.
No.

Did you see
anything unusual tonight?

Opening night at the circus
everything's unusual.

No, you know
what l'm talking about.

No, l didn't see
anything unusual.

Look, l'm sorry.

l just don't want to
see anything happen to you.

Can you understand that?
Yes, l can.

But you don't have to
worry about me.

You don't have to be
afraid for me.
But l am.

That's just it.

You know, Terry, in many ways,
you and l are a lot alike.

We live with risk in our lives
so much...

that it's become
second nature to us.

lf we stop and think about it,
l don't think we could go on.

That's all there is
to it, huh?

No.

[sighing]

Good night.
Good night.

[clattering]

What's that?
Stay here. Stay here.

[people applauding]

[crowd cheering]

Who was it?
l don't know.
But, look, l promise you...

l'm going to find out
what's going on here, okay.

Okay. Come on.

(Bonnie)
Oh, well, if it isn't
the amazing Turbo Man.

Don't rub it in.

l'm not sure
all the parts still work.

You could've gone undercover
as a peanut vendor...

or a roustabout, but no.

l just hope KlTT's all right.
She hopes KlTT's all right.

(KlTT)
My self-diagnostic indicator
suggests only minor damage.

I hope Turbo Man
is as fortunate.

Don't start on me
with Turbo Man.

Any idea
who might have done it?
Someone in the circus.

Oh, that's very good, Michael.
Very good.
But seriously, folks...

there's a banker in town
that l'm very curious about.

Did you have any luck
with the coroners performing
the autopsy on Peter?

Yes, the report
has just come back.

l think we may have something.

(Michael)
''Muscle relaxant.''

There's nothing
unusual about that,
not for an athlete.

Wait a minute. lt's
a very, very large amount.

Enough to cause a shock
to his system, and make him
lose his balance...

which according to the tape
is exactly what happened.

There's also a trace of DMSO.

And it's my guess
that it is was used
to administer the drug.

At the rate DMSO
is absorbed
into the bloodstream...

it had to be...

applied no longer than
a couple of minutes
before the reaction occurred.

Anyone patting him
on the shoulder with a small
sponge hidden in his hand?

Exactly, Michael.

You know, someone
wants to destroy this circus
awfully bad.

When killing Peter didn't
do the job, they turned
their sights on Turbo Man.

KlTT, did you have any luck
in locating the manufacturer
of that fuse?

I'm sorry, Michael,
the search of my data banks
turned up negative.

That's all right, partner.

l think l have an idea
where to locate one
just like it.

You want me to tell Terry?
Thank you, Michael.

l think
l should do so myself.
All right.

l'm gonna set
a little fire of my own.

Catch you later.

[engine starting]

[tires screeching]

KlTT, l keep coming back
to one question.

Why?

Michael, we're dealing
with individuals
who eat fire...

hang by their hair,
and swallow swords.

If you want to know
why these people do things...

you're asking
the wrong computer.
Come on, will you?

l mean, it can't be personal.
They came after me, too.

What's the market value
of that circus land?

It's never been on the market,
so it's hard to project.

No minerals, no natural water,
no unusual value.

It's just
another piece of land.
Yeah, well, not to Terry...

and not to the town...

and not to the kids
who come year after year.

And not to lTZ.
Dig a little deeper, will you?

Then who is he?
(Barnes)
How should l know?

All l do know is that l have
checked with every circus
in operation today...

and this so-called Turbo Man
has never worked
for any one of them.

He's bringing in bigger crowds
than Peter did.

lt's not
the size of the crowds
l'm worrying about now.

Forcing this circus
into bankruptcy is a luxury
we can no longer afford.

Meaning?

Meaning we have to take
a more direct route
to ownership.

Terry.
You're learning, Bombo.
You're learning.

You know, underneath
that makeup you wear...

beats the heart
of a true entrepreneur.

All right,
take it easy, Barnes.
Do you want her or not?

l want her. Now.

[elephant trumpeting]

[people applauding]

(KlTT)
It looks like Turbo Man's
getting popular.

Let's see how popular he is
with the Tiger Lady, huh?

There's her tent
right over there.

Anyone inside?
Negative, Michael.

All right.

Keep your scanner peeled, huh?

No question about that.

What do you think
you're doing?

Trying to get
your undivided attention.

l'm rehearsing.
No kidding. l'm not.

Well, if you want
my undivided attention...

there are much
better ways of getting it.

Well, why don't you
drop the act?
You've lost your audience.

l don't know what you mean.
You know exactly what l mean.

You set the fire yesterday.

Success has gone to your head,
Turbo Man.
lt's giving you delusions.

[Tiger grunting]

All right, get up.

How about it, Tiger?
You're ready to talk?

You're wasting your time.

Speaking of time, l wonder
how much time you're gonna get
for killing Peter Major?

[laughing]

First the fire, and now Peter.

You have quite an imagination.

lmagination won't put you
behind bars,
but the facts will.

The way l figure it,
you're gonna be about 50
when you get out.

Give or take a year or two
for good behavior.

l didn't kill anybody.

But you know who did.
l don't....

l thought it was an accident.

Then who hired you
to start the fire?
l didn't start anything.

Tiger, Tiger, Tiger,
l found the fuse in your tent.

Now who hired you?

All right.

Either you talk to me,
or you talk
to the state police.

Your choice.

Bombo.

Why?

l don't know.
He just said
l'd be paid well.

What's Bombo's connection
with this banker, Jeff Barnes?

Jeff Barnes?
l don't know any Jeff Barnes.

Tiger.
l don't.

Okay, now will you let me go?

Wait, wait, wait.
You've got
one more performance.

KlTT, call the police
and have them pick her up.

(KlTT)
Right away, Michael.

[people chattering]

(Terry)
But why? Who?

(Devon)
l wish we knew, Terry.

Devon, everyone loved Peter.
A circus is family.

You can't mean
it was someone here,
one of us?

l'm afraid everything
points to that.

Peter's murder, the fire,
the attempt on Michael's life.

But why now?
l don't understand.
What's the point?

This circus has no real value.

Except to the people
who love it, the people who
struggle to keep it alive...

in a world of pay TV,
satellite dishes, and
Michael Jackson concerts.

l have no answers
to your questions, Terry.
Not yet.

But l will have, l promise.

Not only because
of what your father
did for me...

but because l have
always loved you, too.
And l love the circus.

And the world needs
all the circuses it can get.

Thank you, Devon.

l don't know what l'd do
without you and Turbo Man.

[thudding]
Bombo!

[tires screeching]

(KITT)
Michael.
Yeah, what is it?

My sensors detect
an unconscious body
in the trailer.

Terry.

Devon, what happened?
Where's Terry?

That awful clown.
Bombo?

Yeah, l guess so.
He must have taken her.

He zapped me
before l had a chance,
Michael.

You gonna be all right?
Yes, of course.

l'll find him. Believe me,
l'll find him.
All right.

[engine starting]

[tires screeching]

(KlTT)
Michael, I have that
information you wanted on ITZ.

Lay it on me.

It's not exactly
what you'd call
a high-profile corporation.

It has more puzzling
twists and turns
than an Agatha Christie novel.

Just get to the heart
of the issue.

Tell me if banker Barnes
is on the payroll?

Yes, Michael.
He's a rather
highly paid consultant.

No kidding.
That's exactly what l figured.

Anything else?

I also learned that
because of the proximity
of Circus Major...

to a large container port
and a rail terminus...

ITZ wants the land
to build a new computerized
assembly plant.

Which means they'll eventually
have to buy up
all the surrounding land...

for their warehouses.
Exactly.

And maybe employ
two dozen people at best.

While all the people who lived
there all their lives are
gonna have to move elsewhere.

KlTT, has lTZ acquired
any other property
around here?

Yes, Michael.

They recently
purchased a warehouse
just outside of town.

Bingo. Let's hit it.

(Barnes)
Can't let you do it.

l can't let you and
your circus stand in the way
of this kind of progress.

Progress?
What are you talking about?

You killed Peter.
l had no choice.

You wouldn't sell the circus,
not in a million years.

And you helped him.

After all these years,
all the struggles
we went through together.

How could you?

Well, the circus is dying.
lt's a dinosaur.

l got my future to think of.

Now, you gonna
sign that contract or not?
Never.

This isn't a negotiation.
You don't have a choice.

Michael, why would a man
in Barnes' position...

resort to these
kind of tactics?
Good question, pal.

Maybe he sees it
as one last shot to do what
his father never could do.

Turn a one-stop town
into a personal fortune.

He knew Terry would
never abandon the circus
or Majorville.

My guess is lTZ offered him
millions to get her
to change her mind.

I do hope
we get there in time, Michael.
So do l, partner. So do l.

[tires screeching]

Well....

l'm glad you saw reason.

Bombo.

Take her out to the desert.
Michael.

No.

[tires screeching]

Stop him, stop him.
Come on, move. Move.

[KlTT humming]

[beeping]

(KlTT)
There are three people in
that garage, Michael, and....

What?

[tires screeching]

Now l have seen everything.

What are they going to do?
Kill us with confetti?

Don't count on it, pal.
This is no joke.

(KlTT)
Michael, those flames
are a mixture of

phosphorus, gasoline,
and napalm.

They explode, burn,
and stick to their target.

Tiger's crowning achievement,
huh?
I'm glad you admire it...

but the heat's too intense
for my pyroclastic lamination.

[tires screeching]

Can't you hit him?
l would if you could
hold this thing still.

(Michael)
That was close.
lt's getting hot in here.

(KlTT)
You'd better keep me moving.

Our speed is the only thing
keeping those flames
from spreading.

All right, let's show him
how you can move, buddy.

[tires screeching]

(KlTT)
Michael,
if we hit his fuel tank--

We won't, pal.
Just the flame thrower.

[beeping]

[tires squealing]

(Michael)
Get the clown, KlTT.
(KlTT)
With pleasure, Michael.

[beeping]

[tires screeching]

[tires squealing]

[grunting]

You always wanted to be
in the circus, huh?
Let's see you fly.

[groans]

Oh, Michael.

Oh, Michael, thank God.
l'm still shaking.
lt's okay, babe.
lt's over. lt's over.

l don't know how you do it.
Hey, practice makes perfect,
you know.

The roar of the grease paint,
the smell of the crowd.

Michael.
There's no business
like show business.

[crowd chattering]

[trumpeting]

Michael tells me
that you're hiring
a new flyer for your act.

l hired the great
Alfredo Mancini.

l lured him away from the
Circus Roma by promising him
a percentage of the gate.

Well, l'm sure that
he'll be a very rich man
in no time at all.

Michael, do you mind?
Hey, that's what
the circus is about.

Sharing the good things
in life with the people
you really care about.

Then let me have
some of your cotton candy.

Forget it.
lt's sticky, and it's messy,
and it's all for me.

(KlTT)
Michael, will you please
come here at once?

[Bang chattering]
What's the problem?

(KlTT)
The problem is I don't like
bananas in my scanner.

He's just
trying to be friendly.

(KlTT)
That's the second problem.

I don't like orangutans,
either.

[Bang chattering]

l want to thank you, Michael.
Or should l say Turbo Man?

Turbo Man is history.
lt's Michael from now on.

Anytime you need anything,
you call me, okay?

Okay.

(KlTT)
All right, here we go again.

[KITT mimicking animal sounds]