All language subtitles for Knight Rider - S03E03 - The Ice Bandits

I see you've had extensive
plastic surgery before.

Any particular reason? My face
became too popular with the cops.

Welcome to Napa, KITT,
where wine is king.

I was hoping you might have seen
something. I mean, anything...

The only thing I remember about this
morning is that I was scared to death.

I want those diamonds.

It's very good. Now, how about
a glass of Chateauneuf du Pape?

What?
You heard me.

Hey, what are you doing in Napa?
Well, I could ask you the same thing.

It's a longer jump
than you think, Michael.

You had to tell me that, huh?

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.

Between you and me, Bonnie...

I can think of at least
10 different ways...

I'd rather be spending
my day off.

Wait a minute, wait a minute,
hold everything.

Make that 11.

victim of the work ethic...

prince of the powerless.

I wouldn't go that far.

Neither would I.
Who asked you?

According to Devon...

the late Mrs. Potts was a staunch
supporter of The Foundation.

No kidding.

From the looks of these cars,
staunch isn't all she was.

She must've been
worth millions.

$10 million to be precise.

Mrs. Potts may have seemed
a bit eccentric, Michael...

but she had impeccable taste
in husbands.

She didn't do too badly
in diamonds, either.

The auctioneer tells me that the stones
alone should fetch about $3 million...

the proceeds of which have already been
earmarked to fund our various charities.

So you see why I wanted
you two here with me.

I smell public relations.

Not an altogether
unpleasant odor.

Speaking of which,
even as we speak...

over my left shoulder
is a gentleman...

with a corporate checkbook about to
purchase a small present for his wife.

Very good. You're learning.
Excuse me.

With a little practice,
you could be dangerous.

Have I told you lately
it's good to have you back?

Come on, let's do it. Just
remember, we do it clean.

What is this, a stickup
or a political campaign?

It's what I say it is, Lyle.
I plan it, it's my dance.

I was told Napoleon
gave this to Josephine.

Some men know
how to treat women, Michael.

Yes, but do you know
what happened to Napoleon?

Freeze!

Nobody move! Don't!

Drop the belt! Get over there!
You people, over there, now!

Back up! Get off,
over there! Go!

You come with this, pretty?

You came for the diamonds.
Take the diamonds.

One move, and that's all that's
standing between you and the grave!

Don't press your luck!
Now, just a moment.

The money from those jewels
is pledged to charity.

Tell me about it!

Go ahead!

Press your luck.

Come on!

KITT, meet me out front.
Is he okay? Yes, go!

Michael, what happened?
He hit Devon.

Who hit Devon? One of those
guys on the bikes, KITT.

They had what they wanted.
They didn't have to hit him.

Michael, there's cars
and a truck stalled ahead.

We gotta go for it, pal!

Hang with them, buddy.
They got nowhere to go.

Michael, unless
you're planning...

on changing my design
and yours...

there's absolutely no way
I can squeeze into that pipe.

KITT, scan the drainage system,
they gotta come out somewhere.

That's true, Michael. But right
now, they have their choice...

of 25 exits, covering an area
of over 100 miles.

I don't care.
I want them, KITT.

Whatever it takes,
I want those guys.

We did it! Didn't I tell you? Now
listen to the old pro, Charley.

You sure did, Lyle.

Now, you want my advice,
you come up to Napa with me...

have that doc fix you up.
Time he's through...

nobody's ever gonna know
who you are.

But nobody knows who I am now. You're
the one with the record, Lyle...

the one that's wanted
for breaking his parole.

There's no one on earth
looking for me.

Hey, look, all I'm saying is, you
know, you can't be too careful.

Just when you least expect it, some
punk pops up out of the woodwork...

and points a finger at you.

All right, come on,
let's split it up.

Why not?

Done.

Hey, what are you doing? Just
listening to the old pro, Lyle.

Eliminating the only punk who
could ever point a finger at me.

Come on, Charley.

All right, KITT,
who's next on the list?

Jody Tompkins,
the model from the auction.

You sure, you don't
want some coffee?

No, thanks.

As you can see, modeling
is just a means to an end.

I'm really an artist.

Recognize it?
This? Yeah, this is...

that vase and those flowers.

My stove and refrigerator.

Your stove
and your refrigerator.

I mean, of course,
what else could it be?

You been painting long?

Well, ever since I broke my leg
trying to learn how to ski...

which was right after I almost drowned
trying to learn how to scuba-dive.

To be truthful, it began
as a matter of survival.

Are you interested
in neo-expressionism?

To be truthful, I'm more
interested in what happened...

at the robbery at the auction
this morning.

Look, I told the police everything
I know, which is nothing.

I was just hired to model
some jewelry, that's all.

I was hoping you might have seen
something. I mean, anything...

no matter how small
or insignificant.

I'm sorry your foundation
lost those diamonds.

But the only thing I remember about this
morning is that I was scared to death.

Well, I don't blame you for that.
Look, if anything comes to mind...

you can reach me
at this number.

Charley!
Hey, you okay?

I am now. Thanks for coming.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Charley, this is
Michael Knight...

from The Foundation
for Law and Government.

This is my fiance, Charley
Winters. Hi, Charley.

Jody told me about the
robbery. Incredible! Any leads?

No, no, nothing yet.

Hello? Yeah, just a minute.

Michael, it's for you.
Excuse me.

Hello?
Michael...

the police have just turned up
something very interesting.

Right, Devon.
I'll get right out there.

Well, looks like we may have
a lead after all.

That was fast.
Anything you'd share?

Yeah, a kid found
an abandoned bike...

in the Hillcrest Canyon area.
He called the police.

They speculate a falling-out
amongst the thieves.

Speculate?

Yeah, they found blood but
they didn't find a body. Thanks.

Charley, you wouldn't believe
how awful it was.

I can imagine.

I just wish I didn't have
to leave so soon. Leave?

What are you talking about?

Remember the real estate deal
I told you about?

Well, it's gonna close
faster than I thought.

Real estate deal? Well, I'll go
with you. Honey, this is business.

Hey, as soon as I get back,
we'll go out and tear up the town.

Charley, I don't wanna
be alone.

You won't even know
I'm there...

unless you want to.

Where are we going? A little
place up in the wine country...

called Napa.

Michael, you know
how I feel about dogs.

But perhaps this is one job
better suited for a bloodhound.

KITT, I got complete faith
in you.

Besides, the Sheriff's Department
can't have their dogs...

up here for another hour yet.

Somehow, Michael, I don't look
upon that as a compliment.

My hemometer has picked up
a figure down in that ravine.

Bingo! I knew we had to find
traces of blood somewhere.

Time to part company, pal. All right,
you distract him, and I'll do the rest.

Be careful, Michael, there's nothing
more dangerous than a wounded animal.

Michael, are you all right?

Yeah, I'm just a little dusty.

I don't suppose
he has any diamonds on him.

No, KITT, not even
a rhinestone.

But I found an airline ticket.
Where to?

Napa.

KITT, why would a guy like
Lyle Austin be going to Napa?

A good question, Michael.

He doesn't exactly seem like
a connoisseur of fine wines.

You know, he was scheduled
to leave this evening.

Let's run a check
on passenger reservations.

See if anyone's going up there who might
have served time with him in the past.

Right away. I'm cross-checking with
the Department of Corrections now.

Negative, Michael.

There's no one scheduled to fly
to Napa over the next 24 hours...

who has ever served time
with... Michael!

Yeah, what is it?

There are two names here
I'm sure you'll recognize.

Jody Tompkins
and Charley Winters?

They caught a flight to Napa
less than an hour ago.

Do you think it's just
a coincidence?

Yeah, but one too many. Plot
out the fastest route to Napa.

Welcome to Napa, KITT,
where wine is king.

Or as the French say...

"Le vin est l'elixir d'amour."

That means... I think
I get the general drift.

Anything on Charley Winters
yet? Negative, Michael.

I ran the name through databases
in this country and abroad.

No one with that name
matches the man you describe.

It would certainly help
to have a picture of him.

Well, we'll see
what we can do, KITT.

Michael, do you think
Jody knows any of this?

I don't know, pal.

I'd like to believe not, but at
this point, I wouldn't count on it.

Looks like someone's
having some trouble up ahead.

Let's see if we can give him
a hand, huh?

Oh.

Looks like you could use
some help, huh?

Oh, yes, we were delivering some
food and clothing to the poor...

when I'm afraid we strayed a bit
too far from the straight and narrow.

Oh, I'm Brother Francis.
Name's Michael Knight.

And that's Brother Tyrone.
Hello. Nice to meet you.

You'll have to forgive Brother
Tyrone. He's taken a vow of silence.

Unfortunately, he was never
able to work without talking.

Yeah, I know how that is.
And that's Kit.

How did you know that?

Oh, but I named him,
when he was just a little ass.

I beg your pardon!

Your donkey's name is Kit?
Yes.

Well, you won't see any flies
on me. Yeah, it's the car.

Dear Lord, a talking car?

Will miracles never cease?

Well, perhaps it's a sign,
Brother Tyrone.

Michael, I suggest we give
them a hand and be on our way.

Yeah, right.

Hey, KITT!
Send a grappling hook.

If you don't mind,
I believe he's talking to me.

Oh, my.

It even drives itself.

Which is more than I can say
for Big Ears over there.

What is that sign,
"Monastery of the Grape"?

Oh, that's us.

Perhaps you've tasted some
of our wine, Monk's Cellar?

Oh, we make a perfectly
delightful cabernet.

Or at least we used to until our
winemaker, Brother Julianno...

Perhaps we will again someday.
The good Lord willing.

I'm sure you will, Brother.
You ready, KITT?

Ready, Michael.

Something definitely has to be done
about this. Michael, just keep that...

overgrown dog
away from my tires.

After we right the wagon, we'll
tow it back on the road for you.

And the sooner the better.
Bless you, both of you!

Brother Tyrone,
I'm sure it's a sign.

Brother Julianno's going to be
back with us soon.

Soon.

Come on, he's waiting.
All right, all right.

This way.

Inside your cage,
Brother Julianno. Inside.

Go on.

We'll make the eyes
a little rounder.

Raise him up, please,
Nurse Jones.

And, yes, narrow
the bridge of your nose...

raise your cheekbones, and
even alter your fingertips.

In time, you'll forget there
ever was a Charley Winters.

Isn't that right, Nurse Jones?
Charley who?

And how much is this
gonna cost me?

I usually charge according to
what my patients can afford.

From what I've heard,
you can afford quite a bit.

Oh, now, wait a minute, don't
believe everything you hear.

I had to split 50-50
with my partner.

Your partner was shot under
mysterious circumstances...

and picked up
before he got his cut.

Which gives you even more reason
for wanting to become someone else...

in case he ever gets out
and comes looking for you.

All right.

So what are we talking about?

You stole around $3 million in
diamond jewelry. I like round figures.

Ten percent is a nice round
figure. That's $300,000.

A small price to be born again without
having to listen to a lot of sermons.

Of course, that includes a new ID,
passport, credit cards, and all the other...

little necessities
of modern-day life.

When can we get started?

I don't take Blue Cross,
Charley, but I do take white ice.

You come back here
with $300,000 in diamonds...

and you've got yourself
a new face.

Now don't tell me.

The Inn!
You recognize it?

Right. Are you kidding?
What else could it be?

There's the inn,
I mean... Wait a minute!

You missed the left front
window. You're right.

There.
Perfect.

Hey, what are you doing in Napa?
Well, I could ask you the same thing.

Charley had some business to take care
of, so I decided to keep him company.

What kind of business is he
into, anyway? Real estate.

He works for the Boulder Land
Development Company. Ever hear of it?

No, no, can't say that I have.

Charley's one of their
top men.

Bet he is.

How long have you
known Charley?

We're getting married
in a couple of months.

That's not what I asked.

Four weeks, all right?
Four weeks?

Charley's a good man
and he loves me.

And more importantly,
I love him.

Charley!

How'd the meeting go?

You know me, I had them
in the palm of my hand.

That's my Charley.
Look who's here.

I see.
Hi.

Anything we can do for you?

No, no, I'm just following up
on that diamond robbery.

In that case, I think you
should stop bothering Jody.

Charley, he's...
She's been through enough.

What she needs now
is a little R and R.

So if you don't mind...
No. No, I don't mind at all.

Besides, she's not
the one I'm interested in.

It's you.

Michael, according to Charley's vital
signs, I'd say you definitely hit a nerve.

Did you get a photo scan
of him, KITT?

Does that answer
your question?

I'm running it through
my Image Data Bank now.

Good work.

Care to take one last look
at yourself before we begin?

I've seen enough of myself.
Let's just do it.

That's the spirit.

Now, the drug should be
taking effect.

I want you to begin
counting backwards from 100.

Ninety-nine, ninety-eight...

ninety-seven, ninety...

seven...

Just a minute. All right,
all right, all right.

Hey, what do you want?

The diamonds.
What diamonds?

The diamonds I'm gonna retire
on. Now, where'd he hide them?

I don't know
what you're talking about.

I want those diamonds,
and I want them now.

Sorry it took so long to get
a make on Charley Winters.

With his past, I'm sure
it wasn't easy.

Now, let's find out
what Jody can tell us.

I don't see Charley's car
anywhere, Michael.

KITT, scan her room.

Michael, there's definitely
two people inside.

I was hoping Jody
would be alone.

Sure would make it a lot easier telling
her what we found out about her fiance.

Come any closer
and she's dead.

I hear you.

Move.

Just don't hurt her.

Jody, be cool.
You'll be all right.

You drive.
Yes, but not very well.

That wasn't a question,
get in there and drive.

All right, KITT,
let's get them.

All right. We can't let him
see us, buddy.

Another project for Bonnie.
Find a way to make me invisible.

Can't you drive any faster? I told
you, I can hardly drive at all.

This could be
our chance, KITT.

Michael, surely there's
a more conventional way.

All right, pal.

Here we go.

All right, I'll see you
later, pal.

It's a longer jump than you think,
Michael. You had to tell me that, huh?

Thanks for the lift.

You're fantastic.
I have my good days.

Hey, KITT, let's take him in
and see what he can tell us, huh?

This is great. I mean, this is just
what we needed, the man who never was.

He's got fake IDs, fake credit
cards, fake driver's license...

even his fingerprints
don't belong to him.

It's obvious he's been given
a totally new identity.

Yeah, the question is,
who was he?

Maybe KITT can tell us...

with the three-dimensional Interactive
Graphics Plotter I just installed.

Well, that sounds very
impressive, but what does it do?

See for yourself. KITT?

It's obvious our friend here has
undergone extensive plastic surgery...

so I'll simply use the IGP
to break down his new face...

and then activate my Linear
Predictive Graphics Routine...

to give us a 3-D reconstruction
of his previous face.

You're remarkable, KITT.

Of course, that goes for you,
too, Bonnie. Thank you very much.

And now I'll search
my Image Data Bank.

Does the name Eric Sanders
mean anything to you?

The condemned murderer who
escaped from death row last year?

They've been looking for him
everywhere. Wait a minute.

That's it.

If Charley Winters is our man, that's why
he went to Napa. To buy a new identity.

Where in Napa does one go
to buy such a thing, Michael?

That's a very good question.

When I find out the answer,
you'll be the first to know.

Michael, you don't know
Charley's a thief.

The police searched that room inside
out and they couldn't find any diamonds.

Which only means Charley
must've taken them with him.

I do know one thing,
he is not who he says he is.

What do you mean?
His real name's James Benson.

Over the years he's had
a half a dozen aliases.

Before he crashed into the big
time, he was a con artist...

and there was always
a pretty woman involved.

Jody, he was engaged
to three of them.

I don't believe you.
I think you do.

You told me yourself it was more
important for you to love him...

than it was for him
to love you.

Maybe you suspected
he didn't love you as much...

and that he was only
using you. That's a lie!

Then where is he?

I told you, he went to go look
at some land in Rosa Linda.

The Boulder Land Development Company
doesn't exist. I checked it out.

He loves me, Michael.
I'm sure of it.

Look, maybe he says he does...

but I'm telling you, it's not
the kind of love you want...

or the kind of love
that you need.

Now, do you have any
idea where he is? No.

When you got to Napa,
what did you do?

We checked in here.

After that? Now, come on,
think. It could be important.

We went to this winery.
Which winery?

The Monk's Cellar. What did
you do when you got there?

We went to where you
taste the wine...

and Charley did something
kind of strange. What?

He asked for a glass
of Chateauneuf du Pape.

A French wine in a California
winery? I told you it was strange.

All right, what happened after
that? He sent me on the tour and...

when I came back he was
there waiting. All right.

Are you going to be okay?

Yeah, what can happen with this private
security guard following me around?

Absolutely nothing.
That's exactly what I want.

Thanks.

It'll have to look like
the police are hot on my tail.

I got it! We invent a crime,
feed it to the wire services.

As you wish, Michael.
Let's see.

I think you fit
the embezzler mode.

Thanks a lot, pal, but I was thinking
of something a little more violent.

Let's see.

That's it! Armed robbery.

Michael, I'm sorry. But armed
robbery just isn't you.

I still think embezzling...

KITT, if I'm gonna pull it
off, I gotta go for broke here!

Whatever you say,
Public Enemy Number One.

I'm also gonna need some front
money. My guess is about $100,000.

Michael, you know how Devon feels
about money. Front or any other kind.

Just get him. It's our only chance
of getting those diamonds back, KITT.

It's very good. Now how about
a glass of...

Chateauneuf du Pape.

What?

You heard me, Brother. A glass
of Chateauneuf du Pape.

And as icing on the cake, I can
give you a slight break in your nose.

It's quite popular these days.

Something wrong, Doc?

I see you've had extensive
plastic surgery before.

Any particular reason?

Yeah, well, my face became
too popular with the cops.

I know the feeling.

Well, what do you think?

What do you think?
It's definitely you.

Then let's get on with it.
Good. Now about the fee.

How much did you say you got
from that armored truck hit?

$1.1 million.

That's strange. Because when
my people checked you out...

they told me it was
more like $1.5 million.

Yeah, well, after the first
million, who's counting, huh?

Well, I'm glad you feel that
way, because I want $150,000.

Dr. Fellows, I got $100,000
in here.

Take it or leave it.
In that case, I'll take it.

When do we get started?
Within the hour.

Just make yourself at home.

Black 9 on the red 10.
Get lost.

You have no right
to keep me prisoner like this.

Take it up with your
congressman, Brother Julianno.

Get in there.

Afternoon, Brother.

Anything wrong, Charley?

Looks like you've seen
a ghost.

Not yet, Nurse Jones,
but he'll be one soon.

Get me Dr. Fellows.

This is totally humiliating.

"Pursuit Mode."

"Turbo Boost."

"Eject" button?

Oh.

Truly the design of
a supreme being.

KITT, I found Charley's room.

What about the diamonds?

I'm looking for them now.
Is Brother Francis with you?

I have Brother Francis...

and Brother Tyrone
here with me.

What did you get
on Dr. Fellows?

He was kicked out of
the American Institute...

of Plastic Surgery
almost a year ago.

That's when he showed up at
The Monastery of the Grape...

with an offer of
financial assistance.

You see, the monastery
had hit upon hard times.

But we had no idea he was
going to be...

using the winery
as a front for his...

pardon the pun, illegal operations.
Why didn't you go to the police?

Because they're holding our
winemaker...

Brother Julianno, hostage.

They said they'd hurt him
if we tried to get help.

I saw Brother Julianno.
He's okay.

Bingo. KITT,
I found the diamonds.

I knew you could do it,
Michael.

Okay, I'm gonna take off and
see if I can find Charley now.

Be careful, Michael. I don't know why,
but I've grown accustomed to your face.

Truly, truly a miracle!

Bell ringing time already?
See if he's got my diamonds!

Charley! I wish I could say
it's an improvement.

KITT, if you don't hear from
me in 30 seconds, come get me.

Make that 10.
That shot won't last long.

Get him into surgery.

Is there another way
into Dr. Fellows' office?

Only if you like going
through solid brick walls.

It's not my favorite pastime, but it
sure beats socializing with a donkey!

Let's find out how much this
foundation knows about us.

That's it!

Glory, hallelujah!

Now that's the way
to break a vow of silence!

Michael. Michael.

Michael.

Michael.

What is that thing?
Thanks, pal.

Brother Julianno.

What is it now?

Come on, I'm a friend.

Oh, God... God bless you,
my son!

KITT, have Devon notify the police
to round up Fellows and the others.

Come on, get in.

Meet me outside.
Right.

Bless you, my son. And
nail that sucker. Amen!

Let him blow off
some steam, pal.

He's not going anywhere, and he'll be a
whole lot easier to handle once he does.

All right, take over, KITT.

I'm gonna go
for a little swim.

All right, get Devon. We gotta raise
some money for that charity, huh?

My, this is a fine cabernet!
Pity you can't have some, KITT.

I don't need artificial stimulants
to make me feel good, Devon.

Bless you.

Oh, well, cheers anyway.

As you know, I'm not much of a
speechmaker, I'd just like to say...

thank you for your help
and God bless you.

That was a beautiful speech,
Brother Tyrone.

Cheers.
Hear, hear.

Who asked you?

Brothers, we have work to do.

Our thanks to you all.
Bye-bye. All right, see you.

Oh, Jody, I almost forgot.
Great news.

Devon has agreed to buy two of
your paintings. Haven't you, Devon?

Agreed? Oh, insisted
is more like it.

Thanks.

And, Michael, to show you my appreciation
to you, I painted your portrait.

I can hardly wait. Whoa.

That is fantastic.
I also painted one of Kit.

Jody, you shouldn't have. Although
I have been told I have nice lines.

Why don't you show KITT?

On second thought, Devon, maybe
some wine is exactly what I need.

And, Michael, keep that thing
away from me.