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(ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(GRUNTING)

(KITT HUMMING)

Five bucks,
she takes him out.

Not if she sleeps
with him first.

BILLY: Wow! This
should be rated X.

Is this a sparring
match or a mating ritual?

Both.
- Both.

I'm afraid I don't
understand the dynamics

of the male/female
relationship.

And you probably
never will, KITT.

Hey, come on.
He wants to learn.
We should teach him.

See, the so-called
sparring session
is how they say,

"Let's play a little
'How's your father?'"

without actually
having to say it.

Why not simply ask for sex?

Because it reeks
of desperation.

And he should know.

I did detect a rise
in hormone levels

when Michael and Sarah
started hitting one another.

Now you're starting
to get it.

(GRUNTS)

Not bad.
Maybe if you put a little
more "umph" into it.

(GRUNTS)

Like that?

Is this another example
of an indirect
request for intimacy?

She's straddling him.
I'd say that's pretty direct.

Mr. Torres is approaching.

KITT, screen off!

ALEX: Mike.

(GROANS)

Yeah.

Briefing in 10 minutes.
You're going out.

I need a shower.

Me, too.

Me, too.
- Me, too.

Billy, your hormone levels
elevated with Zoe's

when you hid
on top of each other.

Does that mean that
you also want to play
"How's your father?"

(SCOFFS)

No.

This is all very perplexing.

Can I borrow your shampoo?

(MIKE EXCLAIMING)

(SHIVERS)

NIKKI: Look at my sexy man.

(WHOOPS)
Here we go.

I see answers.

Oh, boy.

(NIKKI WHOOPS)

(MAX WHOOPS)

Now, that's shock
and awe, people.

NIKKI: Baby, we are so hot!

ALEX: You have
everything on screen?

BILLY: Everything
as of three minutes ago.

This was their
last live stream.

I smell foreplay.

Freshly showered foreplay.

What are we looking at?
- Bonnie and Clyde.

You'll like these two, Mike.
They hacked into the Treasury

and transferred all senatorial
and congressional salaries

to Iraqi war-widows,
using non-traceable
wire transfers.

Not bad.

Oh, they're good.
Real good.

They're anarchists.
And they're getting
more brazen by the day.

They started with soft targets
and are working their way up.

Their web site states that
their primary objective
is to take down

the military-industrial
complex of the United States.

Of which we are a part.

If their online
following keeps growing
at its present rate,

they might actually
be able to do it.

These guys are becoming
a pop phenomenon.

Top hit on all search engines.

MIKE: What do they
call themselves?

"Nikki and Max
for a Free America."

You aren't serious.

Unfortunately, I am.

ZOE: Wow! They're hot.

I think Sarah should come
with me on this one.

I bet you do.

Yeah, I should go
with Mike.

I don't think
that's a good idea.

Dad, I think
a female perspective

will be a valuable
asset on this one.

She's absolutely right.

KITT, have you figured out
where they'll hit next?

KITT: I have factored
in all known variables,

including, but not limited
to, online chatter,

websites, blogs.
- And?

And I have deducted
the probable location

of their next target,
the town of Hastings.

You're guessing, KITT?

Deduction, logic
and probability
are not guessing.

A guess is a prediction
about the outcome,

made without factual
evidence or support.

I do not guess, Michael.

ELECTRONIC VOICE:
Chamber doors opening.

KITT: Occupant Restraint
System active.

ELECTRONIC VOICE:
Chamber doors closing.

(SIGHS)

Why didn't you tell
them who Nikki is?

'Cause they don't
need to know.

And the FBI
doesn't want it public.

Mark my words.

This is going
to blow up in our faces.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

So...

So.

So, we're alone.

Let's talk.

Come on, it's not like
we're ever really alone.

What, KITT? He's cool.

Actually, my core temperature
is running a bit high

due to the incline
and low altitude.

And what about Billy,
Zoe, Torres, your dad?

Uh-huh!

'Cause nobody has anything
better to do than

spy on Michael Knight all day.

I have nothing
better to do.

Me, neither.
Got all the time in the world.

We're on a mission.

I like to keep personal stuff
and work stuff separate,
that's all.

So, why did you
want me to come?

What? You didn't
want to come?

No. You said,
"Sarah should come
with me on this one."

Because I thought
you wanted to come.

What about the whole
female perspective thing?

What about the whole
rec room and shower thing?

I just thought...

(CHUCKLES)

What?

Oh! I get it.

You're going
to play it like that.

(WHISPERS) Like what?
- I don't know.

Hey, guys, there's lots
of chatter on the web

about Nikki and Max's
next target.

And the number 15
keeps coming up.

Fifteen, an address,
a date, a highway?

KITT, analyze
the number 15 and Hastings

with respect to the previous
targets of Nikki and Max.

I can provide
no meaningfully
relevant results

using Hastings
and the number 15.

I'll stay on it.

Are you guys okay?
- We're fine.

Yeah. We're okay. Why?

Just checking. No big. Outie.

How long, you think?
- I say he goes first.

I'd say you're misreading
the whole dynamic.

He's all coiled up
and hinky.

Hinky? Mike is
loose as a goose.

A man with a plan.
A dude in a mellow mood.

You rhyme like a white boy
and not a Beastie Boy.

(SCOFFS)

10 bucks, he breaks
before she does.

(CHUCKLES)

Make it a double sawbuck.

You're on.

(SIGHS)

Fifteen...
That could be anything.

There's got to be some
kind of pattern to it.

What?
- Nothing.

He folded like
a cheap lawn chair.

No way. It's completely
innocent conversation.

He's practically drooling.

Him? Sarah can barely
keep her hands off my boy.

Are we watching
the same movie?

(SCOFFS)

We're doing this all for you.
That's where we step in.

That's right.

NIKKI: You can count on us.
- Gotta take charge.

Take charge.

NIKKI: We are your answers.

These crazy kids.
NIKKI: Aren't we, baby?

Sure.

Just two misguided
teens in a hot car
blowing things up.

Well, the hazardous
waste facility
that they destroyed

was named
in a class action suit.

NIKKI: Here we go.

So, you think they're doing
the public a service?

(CHUCKLES) No. Come on.

The country was born
in violence and dissent.

And it's always been with us.

Well, I appreciate the homage
to the founding fathers,

but anarchy is not
the answer, Charles.

Yeah, well, one man's
anarchist is another
man's Robin Hood.

They're dangerous
and reckless, period.

Depends on
your point of view.

I don't see how you can
look at it any other way.

(SIGHS)

Well, maybe
to the untrained eye

we're the ones riding
around in a hot car
blowing things up.

(NIKKI WHOOPS)

All right, this is Max.

And Nikki.

We shall see you
guys next time.

We love you.

(WHOOPS) Peace.

They're entering Hastings.

I synchro'd
the traffic signals
on approach with KITT's speed.

It should save them
a couple of minutes.

Awesomeness.
How did you hack the grid?

I re-purposed that software
firewall you invented

and slipped it in
as a Trojan horse

to the traffic control
computer in Hastings.

(SNICKERS)

Great minds, right?

I'm uploading a list
of motels to KITT.

Look, this one
has a vibrating bed.

I hope they brought quarters.

They should just
get it over with, right?

Absolutely.
Clears the head.

When I was playing
Planetary Warcraft ast night,

I imagined you were
Queen Zorda of Gorn.

Queen Zorda,
the naked chick
with the tentacles?

Yeah.

Ew!

I...
- Did you just go all
Clarence Thomas on me?

No, the traffic cam
and the software firewall...

I thought we were
having a moment.

I could so call
Human Resources
right now.

(STAMMERING) I'm sorry.
It was a misunderstanding.

I'm going to ask
you a question.

Think very carefully
before you answer.

Okay.

What was I doing
with my tentacles?

If this is our future,
I'm really worried.

Okay. Fifteen kilometers,
15 miles, 15 what?

(SIGHS)

Maybe it's their
15th mission.

No, it's their
10th mission.

(SCOFFS) If you call
terrorism a mission.

Look.

Military time.
1500 hours, 3:00.

It's quarter to three now.

Then, we have 15 minutes
to find the location.

There is no empirical
evidence to support
your supposition, Michael.

MIKE: It's
a hunch, KITT.

If I'm wrong,
at 3:01, I'll apologize.

KITT, display all
possible targets again.

KITT: There are three
military installations
within a 30-mile radius.

Too obvious
and too highly fortified.

There are no munitions plants,

no manufacturers
of guidance systems,

and no ordnance suppliers.

There's a cop
checking us out.

He is eyeing you suspiciously.

Roll with it.

(LAUGHING)

(SIGHS)

Pay up.

Smells like victory.

Buy yourself something nice.

I will.

KITT: Sarah, Michael,
you may unlock your lips now.

The officer is leaving.

(EXHALES) Okay.
We're good.

Yeah. Good.

When I was in Iraq,
sometimes we'd lose
a huge truck

over a tiny little
fuel pump relay.
- So?

So maybe there's
a company here that
produces something small

that could affect
something big.

Oh!

KITT, new search.
Light manufacturing only.

Parts suppliers
for vital industries,
military, energy...

Anderson Valve.
Manufacturers of check-valves

used in every major oil
refinery in the United States.

Destruction of Anderson's
valve-making capacity

will disrupt
the supply chain

and increase
the price of gasoline.
- How much?

I estimate approximately
$10 per gallon.

Where is it?
- 3.2 miles from
our current locatio.

Anderson valve. Let's go.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

That's their car,
1970 Super Bee.

426 Hemi, four-barrel,
four-speed. What a beaut.

Only 21 were produced
with the hemispherical
head engine

and four-speed transmission.

(SIGHS)

You boys done?

Mmm-mmm.

KITT, weapons.

Each carries
a 15-round magazine.

And ID badges,
compliments of Dr. Graiman.

The cameras on your identity
badges are linked real-time

with the NSA's facial
recognition database.

So we should
be able to help you
find Nikki and Max.

Thank you.
Be careful.

Thanks, Dad.

KITT, open sesame.

How the hell are we supposed
to find these guys?

Process of elimination.

We'll alert you
when facial recog

finds someone
who doesn't belong.

MIKE: How much time?

Just under two minutes.

KITT, scan
for valve-making
equipment.

KITT: Seven different valves
are produced in the building.

One minute remaining.
- Copy.

KITT, you said
check-valve earlier.
- Yes, Sara .

SARAH: Scan only
for one-way valves.

KITT: The only equipment
capable of producing
a one-way valve

is 30 yards
to your one o'clock.

(ALARM RINGING)

MAN: All right, let's go.

Should thin
the herd a bit.

MAN OVER P.A.:
Attention, all employees.
This is not a drill.

Please leave
the building immediately.

KITT: Billy, my sensors have
detected the presence of C-4.

KITT's sniffers
detected C-4.

Mike? Sarah?

There are explosives
in that room!

Hey! Hold it
right there!

(BEEPING)

Oh, boy.

Mike, get out of there.

It's too late.
I'm going to try to disarm it.

KITT: Michael,
throw the bag
into the alley.

There's enough C-4
to take out half the building.

KITT: Michael, you cannot
disarm it in time.
I have a plan.

KITT? KITT?

I am fine, Michael.
You may want to assist Sarah.

Nikki and Max
are getting away.

Freeze!

Drop it!

You drop yours!

Move it another inch
and you won't have
any fingers left.

It's her.

Sarah, can you hear me?

SARAH: Yeah, Carrie.
I got them.

Do not shoot.

Sarah, fire if you have to.

Negative. Do not fire.

Nikki is Congressman
Childress' daughter.

Bet they told you
not to shoot me,
didn't they?

They're idiots!

Sarah.

(WHOOPS)

Mike!

(GROANS)

(CHUCKLING)

You should have shot her.

Ow!
- Sorry.

You were always
bad at Operation,
when we were kids.

(GRUNTS)

Yeah, but I was good
at playing doctor.

KITT: Incoming call.

Put it up, Exterior Mode.

Mike, are you okay?
- Why weren't we told
who she was?

The information
was considered
need-to-know.

(GRUNTS)

When it results in Sarah
pulling buckshot from my arm,
I'd call it need-to-know.

The Congressman
asked us to keep this quiet.

We felt obliged
to honor his request.

I can't believe you sent me
after some spoiled brat

running around with
a dude and a shotgun.

What's her problem?
Daddy didn't buy her a pony
when she was a little girl?

Actually,
I bought her two.

Max has her brainwashed.

Congressman.

Did Max teach her
how to shoot, too?

Mike, please.

You must be Michael Knight.
Nice to finally meet you.

I'm afraid I'm to blame
for my daughter's aim.

She's bagged her fair share
of deer over the years.

Good thing
I don't have antlers.

Nicole is a sweet girl.
I may have overindulged her.

And her mother
leaving wasn't easy.

But this is not her.

Yeah, she seems
like a real angel.

It's my daughter, Sarah.
She's a sweet girl, too.

Most of the time.

Well, Nicole was
always strong-willed,

but this is something else.

She went to Berkeley
to get an education.

Four years later,

I barely recognize the girl
I moved into the dormitory.

And you think
Max is responsible?

He's a cancer.
He took my only child from me.

The situation seems
to be similar to that
of Patty Hearst.

Creating a condition
commonly known as...

We know what
Stockholm syndrome is, KITT.

Mike will find her
and bring her back safely.

I don't want my daughter
hurt, Mr. Knight.

I'd consider it
a personal favor.

I'll take care of it.

Thank you, Michael.

Charmer, isn't he?

He's a politician.
Charming is his business.

He's also been very
supportive of my father's
experiments for years.

You mean
he's Knight Industries'
congressional sugar daddy.

Yep.

Hmm.

You buy it,
the Patty Hearst thing?

Not one bit.

She shot me with
a smile on her face.

(SIGHS)

Thanks.

You're welcome.

Where would you go
if you were them?

(SCOFFS)

An island
in the South Pacific.

Nice.
- I have an alternate
hypothesi.

Of course, you do.

Surveillance footage captured
from Anderson Valve
included this.

I'm not sure
what I'm looking at,

but it's definitely
not an island
in the South Pacific.

I apologize, allow me to zoom.

And focus on the paper
in his pocket.

Teetics?

KITT.

Search for words or phrases
containing those letters
in that order.

I have done that.
There are more than
three million possibilities.

But there is also an image
in the corner of the document.

SARAH: Can you tell
what it is?

It's too obscured
for my recognition software.

But it's quite possible
the shape is a corporate logo.

So, now, crosscheck
those letters

with the names
of corporations.

Which narrows the list
down to 78 worldwide.

Now, sort only for the US.

It leaves six possibilities,

and only one of those
has a military connection.

Teetor Plastics.
For many years,

they were a small,
family-run operation.

But their business
expanded rapidly
due to military contracts.

What do they make?

Turbofan engines used
on Tomahawk missiles.

Where's their main
base of operations?

It is a factory complex
134 miles from here.

That's their next target.

(KITT HUMMING)

Maybe we were wrong.
- No, they'll
show up eventually.

Could be
a couple of hours.

Any suggestions
on how we could
kill some time?

I have access
to any number of games,
puzzles, movies, trivia.

He wasn't talking
to you, KITT.

Spin the bottle?

What are you, 12?

Okay. Seven minutes
in heaven.

It's a stakeout, dorkus.
Sarah's completely focused.

It's a rule.

Two people can't sit in a car
at night and not make out.

Oh, little Zoe, so naive.

A significant heat source
is approaching the front
side of the complex.

Let's go.

(COCKS GUN)

KITT, do you
still have them?

KITT: Yes. They are
currently attempting

to breach
the facility's main gate.

Going in.
KITT: Continue
on your present path.

If you come back
during the day,

it might be a little
easier to get in.

Hi, there. Remember me?

How's the arm?
- Get your hands up.
Both of you.

Max!
- Shut up!

Back off! Now.

Come on, Max.

We both know you're not
going to hurt her.

You don't know
anything about me.

What are you doing?

Shut your mouth!
I'm sick of hearing you whine!

What?

You take another step,
I'll kill her.

Please, help me!

Max, for future reference,
you may not want to grab
the girl who shot me

and use her as a human shield.

Drop your weapons!

Or, once again,
I will kill her.

Mike, he's serious.

(NIKKI GRUNTING)

Mike.
- All right.

(GASPING)

Michael, Max is getting away.

Forget him.
We got what we came for.

ELECTRONIC VOICE:
Hangar doors opening.

Chamber doors opening.

Chamber doors closing.

Daddy!

Oh, Nicole.

Daddy, Max made me
do everything.

He told me that
he was going to kill you
if I didn't help him.

Oh! Sweetheart.
Glad you're all right.

How did she get away?

I don't think
she got away.

I think she's buying
time for her boyfriend.

She knew Daddy
would bail her out.

Not this time.
There's a federal warrant
out for her arrest.

How did you guys hack into
the Treasury Department's
mainframe?

Max did everything.

What is this place?

Come on, Nicole.
We're going home.

Actually, Congressman,
she's going to a federal
detention facility.

They do
the best tattoos.

That's absurd.

She was clearly being
held against her will.

Alex.
I'm sorry,

but there's
a federal warrant.

Don't say a word to anybody.

I'll call my lawyers
and have them meet us.

Not a word.

Daddy.

(SCOFFS) Is that
really necessary?

Not necessary,
but it's the law.

Wait, I need
to talk to my dad.

Can I just talk to him
for one minute, please?

I want to talk to Mom, too.
Can you get her on the phone?

Sure, sweetheart.

Do they really
have to listen to this?

Take your time.

Twenty bucks says
Nikki rolls over on Max.

No way. She loves him.
Plus, he's way hot.

Hot? Are we watching
the same movie?

(LAUGHS)

Double or nothing.

You're on.

My daughter has agreed
to testify against Max

and provide the names
of everyone
in his organization.

Thank you.

And I'm sure the FBI will
appreciate her cooperation.

Then, take off her cuffs.

I'm sorry.

It's okay, Daddy. I'm ready.

Take me in.

I'll go with her.

Hey.
ELECTRONIC VOICE:
Hello, Sarah.

Did you see the look
on Nikki's face

when Carrie put
the cuffs on her?

It was like, her eyes
almost popped out of her head.

It doesn't matter.

What do you mean?

I mean, limited intel.
Tying our hands.

Come on, we were
set up for failure.

(SCOFFS) Max gets away
and she gets off?

What's it all for?

We brought back
the Congressman's daughter.

Mission accomplished.
- Yeah.

But Max is still out there.

And I don't like
leaving loose ends.

I think we did
the best we could,
given our parameters.

Look, we're not the first
to get sidelined by politics,

and we're not
going to be the last.

Sarah, you're a scientist.

What do you know
about politics?

How do you think
I got the funding

for my research
all these years?

Look, what's done is done.

Game room. Eight ball.

I'm up five games to four.

Your memory's
as bad as your aim.

I'm up five-four.

Please! I will
beat you one-handed.

Agent Rivai,
have you thought
about your future?

On a daily basis,
Congressman.

I can make sure
that future becomes

brighter than you
ever imagined.

Not going to happen.

Well, she's my daughter.
I had to give it a shot.

Dr. Graiman, have you
made any modifications
to the computer system?

No, why?

One of the firewalls
is down.

That's impossible.

The system was accessed
from the game room.

MIKE: Hey, guys,
what's going on?

There's no way she could
have logged on from here.
The system's locked.

It's still locked,
but it's been breached.

CHARLES: Has anything
been downloaded?

BILLY: She took it.
- Who?

Took what?
- Nikki.

She took it all.

MIKE: What exactly
did she take?

Four tiny little files.
Except it's who we are,

what we do,
our secret location,

and our ties
to the government.

SARAH: Oh, my God,
if that gets
on the Internet...

(SIGHS)

She downloaded everything?
I mean, how?

I don't know, but she did.

Alert Carrie.
Mike, find her. Fast.

ELECTRONIC VOICE:
Chamber doors opening.

KITT: I've plotted
an intercept course
with agent Rivai.

We will need maximum
speed to reach them.

KITT, Attack Mode.

KITT: Initiating
transformation.

Transformation complete.

Daddy?
- Yeah.

What's going
to happen to me?

Don't worry.
I'll take care of everything.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Rivai.

Nikki stole our files.
- What?

SARAH: She downloaded
four classified files
from the SSC computer.

She has everything on us.

She must have had some
sort of wireless scanner.

You need to search her.

KITT's tracking the van's GPS.
Tell Carrie I'm on my way.

We're getting a ton
of chatter on the web.

Max is telling everyone
that they have something big.

Mike, you have to stop
them before our files
end up on the Internet.

We have reason to believe
that your daughter stole
classified information.

What information?

Carrie says she doesn't
have anything on her.

Is there any other way
she could have transmitted

the information
out of the SSC?

Even if she pulled the files
using a wireless trawler,

she'd have to dump
them to a drive.

The Congressman's cell phone.

Carrie, she downloaded
the files to the
Congressman's cell phone.

Congressman,
do you have your cell?

Of course.
- May I see it?

Sorry, Daddy.

Carrie.

Carrie, can you hear me?

Something happened.

Billy, play back
the last ten seconds
of that phone call.

CARRIE: Congressman,
do you have your cell?

CONGRESSMAN: Of course.
CARRIE: May I see it?

(ENGINE REVVING)

NIKKI: Sorry, Daddy.

(CRASHING)

That did not sound good.

I'll take that, Daddy.

Hey, baby.
- Hey.

You ready to roll?

She's going with us.

Mike, we lost
contact with Carrie.

There was some sort of crash.

There was.

KITT, Normal Mode.

KITT: Initiating
transformation.

Transformation complete.

MIKE: Max tracked
the Congressman's cell phone.

Everybody, stay back!

Nikki's gone and I think
they took Carrie hostage.

KITT, call an ambulance.
The Congressman's down.

They had another car waiting.

We can trace them via
the Congressman's phone.

(SIRENS WAILING)

No, we can't.
She pulled out the battery.

ALEX: Any sign of Carrie?

KITT, you picking up anything?

KITT: There are
no discernible traces

of Agent Rivai
in the immediate vicinity.

What about these tracks?
Run infrared.

KITT: I have analyzed
the vehicles on-site.

The treads do not match
any of their tires.

KITT's right. They don't
match the emergency vehicles
or police cars on the scene.

It's possible the tracks
are from the getaway car.

KITT: The tread
is from a Goodyear
Assurance ComforTred.

It's one of the most popular
brands of tire sold

and distributed
in North America.

MIKE: Of course it is.

Great, that narrows it down.

I got something here.
Looks like an oil leak.

KITT: That's correct, Michael.

SARAH: Is that leak
from the getaway car?

KITT: Based on its viscosity
and level of oxidation

there is 93% chance
it is from the same vehicle.

KITT, analyze the roads
within a 100-mile radius,

and search for a car
with a fluid leak at
the same rate per distance.

KITT: There are exactly
47 vehicles
within those parameters.

Probability is high
that one of them is the
vehicle Max is driving.

KITT, let's roll.

(ENGINE STARTS)

They should be within striking
distance of Nikki and Max.

Still narrowing,
there are 23 vehicles

on that stretch of highway
that could be a match

for the car Nikki
and Max are driving.

Got anything, KITT?
I do not detect
our primary targets

nor Agent Rivai.

How many of the cars
have cell phones?

The signals are from 20 cars.

Check the remaining three.

That's right.
She dumped the battery.

KITT, I need to see
inside those cars.

Accessing satellite imagery.

Putting it onscreen now.

Got it.

Any sign of Rivai?

KITT, get me heat signatures.

KITT: Heat signatures
onscreen.

She's not moving.

KITT, is she alive?

Come on, Carrie. Move.

(GASPS)

We got movement.

Mike, go.

With pleasure.

(WHOOPS)

(HORN BLARING)

(WHOOPS)

Good looking down there.

Houston, we have a problem.

What is it?

She turned on
her father's cell.

She must have
another battery.

She's uploading our files
to the Internet.

Billy,
run the sweeper program.

Not working.
Mike, I can't
stop the transfer.

KITT, deploy EMP.

It'll stop the car
and fry the cell phone.

KITT: Michael,
at their current speed

there is a near-100%
probability that the
electromagnetic pulse

will cause their
vehicle to flip.

What if we take out a tire?

We'll cause an
uncontrollable spin,

resulting
in a cataclysmic crash.

Okay, bad idea.

What if we take out both
rears at the same time?

Causing both rear tires
to deflate simultaneously

should result in the least
dangerous outcome.

Unfortunately, I cannot fire
two spikes simultaneously.

KITT, take the wheel.

You take the right.
I'll take the left.

On my mark.

If we do not fire
at exactly the same moment...

I know, KITT.

Three. Two. One.

Fire.

Their upload
is almost complete.

Carrie's safety
is your first
concern, Mike.

Once they complete
the transfer, they won't
need her anymore.

(COCKS GUN)

Come on, get out.

You have no idea
what you're doing.

I could say the same
thing about you.

Who's your buyer, China?

North Korea?
I'm not selling them.

This isn't about
some tech-war.

It's about telling the truth.

To who?
- The American people.

We just uploaded
the files to the Internet

to expose the lies
and hypocrisy of the
people you work for.

CARRIE: (SCOFFS)
You've gotta be...

You don't even know
who you work for, do you?

I jammed the transfer,

but ran a mimic program
to make it look like
it went through.

Boy genius does it again.

I'm feeling tingly all over.

ALEX: You get that, Mike?

Transfer's complete, baby.

We're good to go.

Hate to chat and run,
but we'll be needing your car.

Hand over Agent Rivai first.

Come on, you think
we're stupid?

She's our only
bargaining chip.

Toss the gun.

Drop it.

KITT, you know what to do.

(BEEPING)

KITT: Yes, Michael.

You're really going
to regret this.

Shut up before we shoot you.

Where are the keys?

KITT: There are no keys.

Agent Rivai, protocol
Alpha-Charlie-Beta 7.

Copy that, KITT.

(BOTH COUGHING)

You okay?

Uh-huh!

(POP BALLAD PLAYING)

ZOE: So, what have we
learned about relationships
today, KITT?

Men and women are erratic,
unpredictable and irrational.

I believe I have
learned nothing.

No. KITT,
you've learned everything.

Predictability takes
all the fun out
of a relationship.

In addition,
I searched the municipal codes

of every city
in the United States.

There is no such thing
as the make out rule.

What?

You told Zoe you can't
park in a car at night

without making out.
And that it's a rule.

Well, it may not
be in any database,
but it's a rule.

Trust me.

Well, it's night
and you are both
in a parked car.

Rules are rules.

Really?

Mike and Sarah
are approaching.

(GASPS) Duck!

Oh, God.

Hey.
- Hey.

You hear the news?
- What?

Congress quietly
doubled our funding.

(SNICKERS) I wonder
if that has anything to do

with the charges
being dropped against Nikki.

And poor Max is going
to serve 20-to-life.

What a boy
won't do for a girl.

I was just thinking
the same thing.

Good night.

Good night.

(KITT HUMMING)

(BOTH EXHALE)

Busted.