Knight Rider (2008–2009): Season 1, Episode 16 - Knight and the City - full transcript

Oh, hold on.

I'm coming.

Increased productivity

Through ergonomically beneficial surroundings.

Well, in the spirit of ergonomy...

Is that even a word?

Ergonomy is the applied science

Of equipment design, Michael.

Okay.

Well, then in the spirit of... origami,

You ever thinking about making your backseat



Into a bed, Kitt?

I'm afraid you'd be tempted to invite strangers.

You mean "hoochies," Kitt.

Undesirable females, yes.

This puppy has got a cooler

Built into the armrest

And a remote for the big screen.

First and 17.

Ahh.

that is sweet.

chair belongs on the other side.

I like it where it is.

Move it, stretch.

The Chinese system of feng shui



Would indicate that Zoe's placement

Provides for better chi.

Very zen of you, Kitt.

We could use a little more eastern philosophy around here.

See? Better chi.

Chop chop.

Who died and made you boss?

That would be Alex Torres.

Hmm, I see you're already enjoying your downtime.

Oh, I have not yet begun to enjoy.

Going anywhere special?

Oh, yeah.

A little sentimental journey.

Wait, we get to go somewhere?

- Outlet mall. - SPA day.

You guys are kidding, right?

I'm going to get mellow and be zen.

You mean "we," Michael.

Yes, we. We are going, Kitt.

Back to a special place.

A magical place.

Our own little happy place.

Michael is taking me to a bar.

Who'd have thunk it?

I want to go to a bar.

Oh, no, not just any bar. Sonny's.

Oh, I get it.

Your dad took me there for my first beer.

And his dad took him there for his.

It's a neighbourhood institution.

A cold brew, beer nuts, live music.

Run by Sonny Nelson.

Amazing bartender, even better guy.

I haven't been there in years,

But I can tell you that there is no better place

To de-stress.

Sounds awesome.

I'm a veritable cornucopia of stress.

From what I remember,

Sonny had a daughter.

Yeah, Julie Nelson.

She went to med school I think

Somewhere back east.

Right. Have a great time.

- You too, guys. - Initiating launch pad.

Hello!

Hi.

We better tell him.

Or else he might have a breakdown.

Somebody please say something.

Look, we're going on rotation.

Everyone's gonna get a chance to decompress.

First, Mike's gonna take a couple days.

And then you, and then Zoe, and then me.

When's this all gonna start?

Ask your boss.

Okay, not funny.

No, Billy, it was funny.

A little rougher than I remembered.

I must admit, I'm somewhat concerned

For you, Michael.

I'll be okay, Kitt. Just stay close.

And be zen.

I will try.

If you're here about the bouncer job,

You're too pretty.

No, I'm actually here to see Sonny.

Yeah, right.

If you're a collection agent, you can get in line.

Sorry?

Sonny's dead.

What?

Michael?

Oh, my god. Michael, hi.

Hi.

Julie.

I didn't know you were friends.

Is it true about your dad?

Yeah, car accident three months ago.

I'm so sorry.

Thank you.

Michael, a nefarious character

Directly behind you is attempting to steal $20

From the bar.

What the hell is going on around here?

Wish I knew.

We've had three fires in the last six weeks.

Fights every night. Cops have been closing us down.

What can I do to help?

Can you fix the mess at the door?

Sometimes Eddie's a little bit too nice for his own good.

Big Eddie?s at the door?

Eddie's a pacifist.

I know.

ho, ho, ho, ho, ho.

Man.

Hey, the dude that left this unattended

is gonna be taking public transportation

for a while.

please step back from the vehicle.

oh, hey.

Homeboy's got one of those talking alarms.

Yeah, at least you'd think they'd give it

Some bad-ass voice like,

"step back, clown, before you get smoked."

You get smoked.

ho, ho, ho, ho.

Michael, Two felons are eyeing me suspiciously.

Permission to administer non-lethal electric shock.

What did I say about Zen, Kitt?

"Restraint" is the word of the day.

Alright, Michael

oh, my God, dude.

You just got schooled.

Michael, I suggest you use restraint as well.

Watch me.

It's $10 each, please.

I get chomped at every club on the strip.

Why would I pay to go into this place?

This constant pushing is not helping your cause.

Nearly everyone at the door is armed.

All right, you're forcing my hand.

Can I talk to you for a second?

Would you hold on a moment, please?

Mike?

Hey, Eddie.

What are you doing over here?

I've been wondering the same thing.

All right, any day now, dummy.

I didn't want to resort to violence,

But I feel as though I've reached my limit.

Mind a little assist?

'Cause you're violating the cardinal rule at the door.

Really?

You never tell the bad guy what you're gonna do

Before you do it.

Screw this. We're going in.

He's got a gun in his waistband, Michael.

Back up.

That was not smart.

Good night, gentlemen.

Go.

Anybody fighting inside walk them outside.

Take them one at a time.

Yell if you need any help.

Thanks, man.

Michael, I was harassed by two men.

Me too. Get Sarah.

How many you knock back so far?

Kitt, don't let him drive.

Sonny's dead.

Oh, no.

Car accident.

And the place isn't right... Mysterious fires, rough crowd.

A mess.

Sonny's never was in the best neighbourhood.

Maybe you romanticized it a little?

I'm telling you, something's going on here, Sarah.

I need your help.

Sure, anything.

Kitt, tap into the local municipal database.

Send the accident report, arson files,

And anything else you can dig up back to the SSC.

You guys getting this?

We're on it. Yeah.

So what are you doing there?

I'm the new bouncer.

Bouncer?

Kick ass.

Be careful.

Let's get to work on those fires.

No, we should start on the car accident.

Begin a broad-spectrum search.

I'm sorry, what?

Sarah was only half joking.

She runs the place because Dr. Graiman

Left her nine figures,

Mike and Kitt do the outside stuff,

And I'm in charge of all this glory right here.

You? You're my boss?

Haven't you noticed

I boss you around almost all day every day?

Yeah, but it's part of our whole fun little dynamic.

No, it's me being your boss.

I have multiple advanced degrees.

I speak nine languages

And I have a card that gets me discounts

At participating Red Lobster restaurants.

Okay, if this wasn't so ludicrous,

It would be ludicrous.

All right, I'm on the accident.

You look into the fires,

And we'll see who's right soon enough.

It's on.

Oh, it's all the way on.

All right, folks, you don't have to go home,

But you can't stay here.

Come on, let's go. Come back tomorrow.

Let's go.

Didn't think you'd last the night.

Under-promise and over-deliver.

I'm Mike.

Robin.

Beer?

Nothing like a cold beer right after last call.

Michael helped my dad 86 some tough customers

Back in the day.

It was more him than me.

Sonny was a sweet guy, but he had one hot temper.

Well, thank God. You showed up tonight.

I'm barely hanging on.

It was never like this before.

It's like somebody wants her outta here.

Any idea who that might be?

Maybe I'm not cut out for this like my dad.

I seriously doubt it's you.

Did you two have a thing?

Robin, come on.

Julie was a college girl,

On to bigger and better things.

She thought I was a punk.

You know, the kind of guy that hangs out in bars.

You didn't answer my question.

She calls you "Michael."

But you introduce yourself as Mike.

Are either of you gonna cop to prior nookie or what?

Go on.

You think you might be able

To stick around a little while longer?

I'm sure I can squeeze it into my schedule.

Good.

Uh, staff meeting tomorrow morning,

11:00 a.m.

Good night, Julie.

Good night, Michael.

- See you tomorrow, Mike. - Good night, Eddie.

What?

Nothing.

You getting shut out?

Three fires in the last two months

Of unknown origin.

Police did an arson investigation...

... and came up empty.

But you have a theory?

Spontaneous combustion.

Or maybe it's the tiny chubby gnomes...

... whose thighs rub together and make sparks...

... when they wear corduroy.

I suppose you're doing better with the car accident?

Patience, grasshopper.

Patience.

Anybody else bother you?

I was unmolested the remainder of the evening,

Why do you have to use words like "unmolested"?

Can't you just say it was all okay?

I practiced the restraint you recommended,

... but it wasn't easy.

Well, I'm proud of you, Kitt.

Michael, is it possible you are idealizing...

... Sonny's a bit?

Maybe you were remembering it the way you want it to be.

Come on, you too?

Thomas Wolfe wrote a novel about this phenomenon.

It was called "You Can't Go Home Again".

Still think I'm idealizing?

Michael, someone appears to be trapped in the fire.

Open up. It's Eddie, help!

Open up. It's Eddie.

It's Eddie.

Somebody open up!

Where is he?

Michael, the pressurized CO2 tanks...

... have become dangerously overheated.

We must act now.

Doing.

Get in.

Kitt, CO2.

The fire's out, Michael.

Are you okay?

All of his vital signs are normal, Michael.

I'm gonna have to ask you not to mention...

... what you saw tonight to anyone.

Thank you.

That is the fourth fire in six weeks.

Doesn't sound much like an accident.

No, it sounds like arson.

Look, Kitt can investigate...

... while you go to your meeting.

She's hot, by the way.

Who?

I believe she means Julie, Michael.

Hadn't noticed.

You're a terrible liar.

Three months ago today,

Julie's father takes his '68 Dodge out for a spin...

... and ends up wrapping it around a telephone pole.

Anybody with him?

- Nope. - Police report?

Same basic story.

Witnesses?

Cops say no.

But I found two blog entries from the neighbourhood...

... from the next day.

Both say they saw the car...

... and heard nothing but a crash.

Okay, so it was an accident.

But you've got another theory.

Actually, I don't.

I've hit a dead end, literally and figuratively.

All right, let's get started.

First up, seems like we had another fire...

... around closing last night.

Did anybody see anything?

No? Okay, um...

Hi, Phil.

Hey. How's the nose?

It's broken.

I guess you didn't know who the hell you were assaulting.

Hey.

My son's mouth tends to get...

... a step ahead of his brain.

- Mike, isn't it? - Phil Driscoll.

Phil was an old friend of my dad's.

They were in a car club together.

My son comes home with a broken nose,

... I'd never expect to hear it happened at Sonny's.

Before I call the police or my lawyer,

... I wanted to hear your side.

Sir, I make it a general policy.

Not to raise hands to anyone...

... unless they plan on throwing shots at me.

I should've broken your nose myself.

Are you kidding me, pop?

What is the old saying?

Outside of your wife giving birth,

... nothing good ever happens at 2:00 a.m.

Nice to meet you, Mike. Sorry for the inconvenience.

Not at all. Thanks for coming by.

Creepy.

Ohh.

Come to mama.

Billy, Zoe, I'm analyzing...

... the aftermath of the fire.

You certain it was arson?

Yes, and I have isolated the accelerant.

Whoever set the blaze left a chemically significant trail.

Can you follow it?

Not with my current software configuration.

Uploading new sniffer program now.

I'll do it.

Duh, I'm already doing it.

Hello?

Hey.

Which one do you like better?

What's it for?

First amendment night.

Spoken word poetry and $2 jager shots.

"Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment..."

"... of religion or prohibiting the free exercise thereof,"

"... or abridging the freedom of speech."

They teach you about the constitution in the army?

Thought I'd be good to actually know...

... what I was defending.

Hmm.

My dad called it the marinated microcosm.

Everybody's equal with a drink in their hand.

He was a hell of a guy.

Yeah.

Is that your grandfather?

Yeah.

Built this building with his own two hands.

He still scares me.

He was one mean son of a bitch.

And then some.

This bar was a soup kitchen in the great depression.

A polling place every election.

A shelter in three earthquakes.

My dad was even born here.

How come we never...

For starters, your dad kept...

... a really big bat behind the bar.

It's still there too.

Great.

I tried calling and E-mailing.

I even wrote you a letter.

Everything came back "undeliverable".

Yeah.

Let's just say I got involved in some things...

That didn't turn out so well.

I was gonna be an ophthalmologist.

Now I run a bar.

Mike, I've discovered a faint chemical signature

from the fire.

We must follow its trail now

before it dissipates completely.

I will see you tonight.

Sonny's used to be a friendly neighbourhood bar,

Right?

Mm-hmm.

All of a sudden, it starts to get rougher.

I thought you were working on the fires.

I was, but what if they're related?

What makes a crowd change?

New owner, neighbourhood goes bad,

They water down the drinks.

Here's the greatest hits from the front door camera.

at Sonny's for the last three weeks.

Oh, he's cute.

He's also been in four fights.

So?

He's angry and he's cute.

So he just started showing up at the bar recently

along with those four other dudes

who've also been getting into fights.

And they are also hot. It's called coincidence.

It would be except I followed them to the bar.

No 20s, no credit cards,

Hundred dollar bills every time.

Maybe they're drug dealers.

Or maybe somebody's paying them to start trouble.

And how does this connect to the fires?

I don't know.

Hey, there's your stang, bro.

Still in the hood.

It's like he's teasing us.

I'd take that as a dare, I was you.

Yeah.

It's in the same family as methane,

but it's getting fainter as we go.

He must have gotten out of his car here.

You need to go handheld.

Kitt, you there?

Right behind you, Michael.

It just stops.

Whoever set the fire ended up here.

Phil Driscoll's office.

We traced him from the fire back to his father's office.

It's gotta be Terry.

He definitely had the opportunity.

And a broken nose is definitely motive.

I'd say the motive would be embarrassment.

You made him look weak in front of a beautiful woman.

Yeah, but Terry's a couple tacos short

of a combination plate.

You don't think he's capable?

I think he's a moron.

Hit me back if Billy and Zoe come up with anything.

Hey,

How's Julie Nelson?

Hanging in there.

Terry's a jerk, but he's not an arsonist.

I heard you went out with him.

Wow.

A bar is like ninth grade summer school, isn't it?

Uh, yes, it was once,

And it was years ago.

So maybe he was trying to get your attention.

Nothing like a two-alarm blaze

to get a girl all hot and bothered.

- Robin's looking. - Of course she is.

So what about Terry's father?

Why would Phil want to burn a place he offered to buy?

He offered to buy your bar?

After my dad was killed,

He figured I couldn't handle the bar by myself.

And maybe he was right.

You do sit on a valuable piece of dirt.

A place like this is a drop in the bucket

to a developer like Phil.

Believe me, he's doing it as a favour.

Sonny Nelson was driving a '68 Dodge

the night of the accident.

Nice graphics.

- Nice grill. - Thanks.

Where'd you get this?

I recreated his route from the blog descriptions,

then re-enacted the accident

Using Kitt's 3-d graphic software.

Nice work.

Wait, I thought we established

No foul play in the accident.

That's what the police said.

Not what I say.

He comes around this turn,

Hits the brakes,

Gets a little squirrelly, continues till he crashes.

Okay, so we see the accident.

But what don't we see?

Remember, the blogger said that he heard nothing

but a crash.

Skid marks.

Exactly.

He hit the brakes but the car didn't skid.

No screeching, no skidding.

Because you think he lost his brakes?

Or somebody cut the brake line.

It's not proof.

You said nice work.

It's a simulation.

It's not evidence. It won't hold up in court.

Which is why we need to find the real car.

Hey, Mike.

You really made me think about things.

Introspection is good, Eddie.

I've always thought of you as sort of a simple guy.

And by "simple" I mean straightforward,

but not very complicated.

No offence intended.

None taken.

I set the fire last night.

I thought if I set it and put it out,

I'd be a hero.

But then the back door locked on me.

I know, stupid, right?

And nobody put you up to it?

You saved my life.

Who are you really, Mike?

Just a guy trying to make things better.

It's a 1968 Dodge Coronet.

I've uploaded tags and vin number to Kitt.

You've gotta find that car.

Or what's left of it.

You know, I may have found a flaw in your logic, Kitt.

Really?

Your assumption was whoever set the fire

ended up at Phil Driscoll's office.

Based on the spectrographic analysis,

that was correct.

But Eddie admitted he set it.

He could have gone to Driscoll's office

after he left us, or he could have been lying.

No, he was threatening to kick Terry Driscoll's ass.

So I'm guessing he wouldn't be heading

over to their place for a nightcap.

My gut says he's telling the truth.

It is possible the methane trail

could be related to another incident or person.

But outside of the fire,

there seems to be no logical reason.

holograms.

Really?

that's right.

that was some seriously impressive shizz back there.

I know.

that's usually my department.

I know.

kinda made me look bad.

I know.

That's why I got you something.

what?

level 14 knows how to party.

botcraft 6.

Quest for cyclops.

Hammer of Xerxes 7.

These aren't even out yet.

I know.

the DMV search was unsuccessful.

what about junkyards?

Insurance companies? Car collectors?

Maybe somebody bought it for parts.

I broadened my search parameters,

And they have come up with a possibility.

great. Where's the car?

the last place you ever would have expected.

an art gallery?

You're kidding.

the remains of Julie's father's car

Were purchased by an artist

And installed as the centerpiece

Of an exhibit here.

a man died in that car.

apparently there is an artistic subculture

Especially fascinated by automobile crashes.

outside their subculture,

They're known as idiots, Kitt.

go ahead, touch it.

It helps you connect.

I call it "beautiful agony."

wow. Where'd you get it?

I scan the police blotter for fatal accidents,

And I buy the wrecks from the insurance company.

yes.

Yes, I see.

I can tell that you're into it.

People come right up to the cars as if they...

It's as if they want to connect

With the moment of impact.

it's just so... visceral.

I'll let you remain in the moment then.

Listen to it.

It'll sing to you.

Enjoy.

ass clown.

Michael, the brake system on a '68 Dodge coronet

Has a fluid line running down the left side of the chassis.

yeah, I'm getting there now.

The brake line's been cut.

it may have been severed in the crash.

no, this cut's too uniform.

Someone did this.

Zoe's right.

It was murder.

who the hell is shooting at me?

the shots are coming from the bridge above.

what are you waiting for, a written invitation?

Come get me.

on my way, Michael.

cover me, scatter pattern.

rapid fire will exhaust my ammunition supply

In approximately seven seconds.

wow, seven seconds?

That's all you last?

that's 8,000 rounds, Michael.

no, it's fine. I'm sure Sarah can fix it.

Start shooting.

Got the wheel? How many?

two in pursuit

And two attempting to block the roadway ahead,

And we are out of ammunition.

okay, bad and bad.

Michael, his is exhilarating.

won't be for long if we don't get outta here.

I'm gonna try something.

I'd advise against it.

why? You don't even know what I'm gonna do.

I rely on past performance to indicate future action.

Prepare for impact.

Kitt, turbo boost.

not on a turn, Michael.

ooh!

whoo, no fun being predictable.

Hey, you screamed like a girl.

where's Julie?

upstairs.

Michael, I have scanned the entering crowd.

So far I've detected six knives, a slingshot,

And two Chinese throwing stars.

this is worse than last night.

What the hell is going on?

I am wondering the same thing.

Michael, the felons have returned.

okay, you're good.

I'm gonna open it up like a tin can.

that's it.

Hey, hey, hey.

Come on.

Come on, let's get outta here.

Go, go, go.

Come on.

Billy, Zoe, you might want to see this.

whoa!

I thought Mike told Kitt to be zen.

sometimes a man just reaches his limit.

it's not like Kitt to disobey an order.

Kitt, what happened?

I am wondering the same thing.

you mean that explosion wasn't you?

it wasn't me.

But I do detect high levels of methane gas

That could have been ignited by the welding torch.

going to county registrar's files,

Pulling up the real estate records on Sonny's now.

geological surveys too.

they're not here.

already tapped into building and safety.

there was a confidential subterranean survey

Done six months ago.

by who?

it was paid for by Driscoll Development.

Why?

because it's not the bar.

It's what's under it.

the mineral rights.

Sonny's sits on top of a pool of methane.

Based on current prices and the estimated cubic footage,

The rights are worth at least 50 million.

that would explain the explosion.

and the fires and the fights.

and why Driscoll wanted to buy the place.

Mike.

yeah, Billy?

it's Phil Driscoll.

He's after the mineral rights.

they're worth at least 50 million.

Michael.

Phil Driscoll set the fires to force you out.

He hired thugs to start trouble at Sonny's.

He wants your bar because the mineral rights

Are worth a fortune.

What are you talking about? Phil was doing me a favour.

No, you don't understand.

He had a geological survey done without your father's knowledge.

Michael, stop.

Phil had a heart attack this morning.

Found him less than an hour ago.

Phil Driscoll's dead.

Phil was an honest man.

He was my father's friend.

Then why was he doing secret oil gas surveys

of your property?

What are you talking about?

Kitt, on screen in here.

How'd you do that?

Push in on the last page.

Is there a signature?

Yes, Terrance Driscoll,

Phil Driscoll's son.

Patch in Billy and Zoe.

We just got confirmation on Phil Driscoll's death.

Heart attack.

It's not Phil, it's Terry.

Always the crazy ones.

You gotta give me something solid enough to take him down.

I'm on it.

What the hell was that?

That is how I straighten out my karma.

Programmed image recognition

for a 1986 Dodge Coronet.

Okay, we're hacked into every business

With a camera system within a two-mile radius of Sonny's.

Running footage the day of the accident now.

I need you to call Terry Driscoll

And tell him you're so upset by his dad's death

You need to see him.

Tell him you can't handle the place by yourself

And you're willing to sell.

He'll never go for it.

Trust me.

He'll go for it.

I don't even have his number.

Kitt.

It's ringing.

Terry. It's Julie Nelson.

Listen, I need to see you.

This is a crazy long shot.

But we love long shots.

Right on schedule.

I'm, uh, I'm really glad you called.

Can I get you something to drink?

Yeah, like a methane and soda?

Oh.

You know, I actually think it's harder playing dumb

than being dumb.

Don't see yourself short, Terry.

You're really good at both.

Hold him.

Robin, the bat!

Catch.

Oh!

Get him outta here.

We got a match.

It's from an ATM camera at a bank across the street.

While Julie's dad was inside the bank,

Terry Driscoll cut his brake line on his car.

That's right. No skid marks.

Skid marks.

Ow.

So what happened after I blacked out?

Well, I had you brought up here

And, um, then I had my way with you.

Okay, it wasn't a dream.

No.

I'm so sorry.

Oh.

I was hoping you would stay a while.

You're keeping the bar open?

Mm-hmm.

Come on, you're sitting

on, like, 50 million worth of methane.

Well, somebody's gotta keep Robin

from sleeping with all the customers,

And look at Eddie.

He finally got his confidence back.

I made my dad a promise.

Hmm.

Sure you don't want to stick around?

Could be fun.

You could maybe, um, tell me how you did

all that, um...

Stuff.

You know what they say.

You can't go home again.

Or at least for the next, like, three to four hours.

That's it?

I'm hurt.

Stay zen, dude.

You too, Eddie.

I was wrong, Michael.

What are you talking about?

I guess you can go home again.

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