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KNIGHT RIDER: TEN WHEEL TROUBLE

EXEC. PRODUCERS: Glen Larson, Robert Foster
PRODUCERS: Gino Grimaldi, Burton Armus

Production #58645
1st Draft - January 28, 1985 (F.R.)

Teleplay: .................. Burton Armus
Director: .................. Robert E.L. Bralver

                              
                                ACT ONE

     FADE IN

     A FIST

     flies into camera filling the frame....

     REVERSE

     as Phil Janetti, recoils from the blow...He gets up from
     the ground quickly, neither scared nor anxious...We hear
     the sound of the crowd as the fight is cheered into further
     combat.  Janetti is a well-muscled, dark-complexioned man
     in his thirties wearing the rugged wardrobe of a trucker
     which is topped by a short uniform jacket and baseball cap
     designating JORDON TRUCKING.  He puts his hands up and moves 
     back towards camera and:

     ON JOE FLYNN

     Janetti's adversary.  Flynn has the wild good looks of an
     Irish warrior, messed hair and a certain uncontrolled anger
     that fills him with an untamed energy and strength...He's 
     smaller than Janetti but more than makes up for it with his 
     wildness...He charges.  The camera widens to:

     EXT. TRUCK STOP - PATIO

     The fight moves through the patio with the spectators,
     other truckers and some waitresses, move tables and 
     umbrellas to keep the area clear and the furniture intact...
     Janetti is the only one in the group with the Jordon uniform.

     ANGLE

     Flynn swings another couple of blows, missing the first and 
     catching Janetti with the next one...Janetti goes down and 
     he stands above him....

                               FLYNN
               Come on get up you creep...You 
               turned over on us...You're worse 
               than a traitor....

                               JANETTI
               Calm down Joe...I'm trying to make a 
               living...We used to be friends.

                               FLYNN
               We ain't no more....

     Joe reaches down and yanks Janetti to his feet and is met 
     by Janetti's punch...Flynn is sent backwards....

     FLYNN

     He wipes a speck of blood off his lip and glances at 
     it...It's like a cattle prod in his brain...He lets out a 
     roar and leaps at Janetti....

     SCENE

     A certain seriousness comes over the crowd as the fight
     takes on a deadliness that was not present before.  In the 
     crowd is a forties rawboned man dressed like the others but 
     with an additional hard edge to his appearance....

     MIKE CURTIS

     studies the scene with a more calculating look.  Edges away
     towards a phone booth.

     FIGHT

     Flynn leaps forward and before Janetti can even protect
     himself he starts to pound Janetti into the ground...There 
     is no way to defend against Flynn's rage....

     SCENE

     Some of the other drivers realize that it is getting to be 
     too much of a fight and step forward, Frank Dial, a tall
     thin black man with a calm demeanor and a soothing voice,
     and "Burgers," a short, squat, overweight, strong and
     always hungry.

                               DIAL
               Slow down Joey...This ain't Nam and 
               Janetti ain't no Cong.

                               FLYNN
               I'm still going to kill him....

     He screams over to Janetti who's being helped to his feet.

                               FLYNN
               You're dead Janetti...I know your
               routes and your schedule...I'll run 
               you off the road....

     Dial puts some more pressure on his restraining hold...Calls
     over to Janetti....

                               BURGERS
               Go ahead Phil...Get out of here and 
               he'll cool down....

     Janetti holds a beat, then nods....

                               JANETTI
               I only left your Independents cause
               I was about to lose everything...I
               need the security of Jordon Trucking....

                               FLYNN
               You're a traitor!!

     Janetti knows he can't reason with Flynn...He moves off
     towards the rigs which are parked nearby...The camera moves 
     off to:

     PHONE BOOTH - MIKE CURTIS

     He has a pleased look on his face as he talks....

                               CURTIS
               What do you think Mr. Jordon?

     INT. JORDON TRUCKING OFFICES - INTERCUT AS NEEDED

     Plush, looking down on the panorama of the city below him...
     Edmund Jordon looks out of place in the surroundings...His 
     dress is severe in comparison to the sounding decor...He is
     a tall, thin, heavy boned man with an intellectual brow and a 
     brooding calculating look.  Two other men are in the room,
     dangerous looking but subservient...One preps an Alka Seltzer
     for Jordon who always has an upset stomach...Jordon speaks 
     into the phone.

                               JORDON
               I think this is an opportunity we 
               have to seize upon....

                               CURTIS
               What does that mean?

                               JORDON
               It means that I believe my company 
               can stand the loss of one driver....

                               CURTIS
                      (now he
                       understands)
               Got you....
                      (hangs
                       up)

     Camera stays with Jordon as he grimaces, downs part of his 
     Alka Seltzer, then he turns to one of his henchmen.

                               JORDON
               Check on our Compensation Insurance
               carrier.  I want to know what the 
               employer's share of a Death Benefit 
               is.

     Jordon downs the rest of his Alka Seltzer.

                                              CUT TO

     OPEN ROAD - TEN WHEELER

     Jordon Trucking logo, as it roars past camera.

     INSIDE TRUCK CAB

     Janetti at the wheel...He shows the fresh marks of his 
     recent combat.  He drives his rig with nonchalant competence
     ...He suddenly reacts as his rig is jarred almost spinning
     the wheel out of his hands....

     SCENE

     A tractor not pulling any trailer slams into the side of 
     Janetti's tractor and sends it out of line....

     JANETTI'S TRACTOR

     Janetti fights the wheel of the rig...The trailer adding
     momentum to his difficulties....

     ROAD

     The two trucks side by side as they barrel along.

     ANGLE

     The uncoupled rig jams into the side of Janetti's rig again....

     The trailer starts to fishtail sending the tractor out of 
     control....

     JANETTI

     Some panic starting to show on his face as he can't 
     control....

     OTHER TRACTOR

     gives Janetti one more bang and then pulls away....

     SCENE

     Janetti's rig is totally out of control...The trailer flips
     around and takes the tractor section with it...The truck
     runs off the road and flies off into space....

     GULLEY

     The truck tumbles down the side, pieces flying off...then a 
     burst of flame...then stillness....

     BACK ON THE ROAD

     The long tractor pulls next to the side of the road and 
     Curtis stares down from the cab and eyes the crash...Then 
     he hears the sound of an air horn, reacts and pulls off....

     ALONG THE ROAD

     Another full rig is barreling down the road...It is clearly
     marked with the name of FLYNN AND FAMILY TRUCKING....

     INSIDE FLYNN CAB

     Joe at the wheel...still intense....

     POINT OF VIEW THROUGH WINDSHIELD

     He sees a column of smoke billowing up from the gulley...He 
     pulls over...Jumps from his truck....

     SCENE

     as he looks down at the wreckage of Janetti's rig...A 
     couple of other cars pull up now...The people eye Flynn.

     FLYNN

     A look of panic starts to show on his face, then he gets 
     into his truck and pulls off....

                                              CUT TO

     K.I.T.T.

     caught in the middle of a freeway traffic jam...The cars
     move along at a snail's pace.

     INT. K.I.T.T.

     Michael shows his frustration, his trapped feeling...He 
     slams his fist on the steering wheel...K.I.T.T. reacts....

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, it's not my fault.

                               MICHAEL
               How did you let me get into this
               Kitt?

                               K.I.T.T.
               Sorry, but you were driving....

                               MICHAEL
               I know pal but why is this happening 
               to me?

                               K.I.T.T.
               Well, to tell the truth this is 
               called the morning traffic jam...
               It's not an hour you're usually 
               involved with....

                               MICHAEL
                      (smile)
               Are you preaching to me?

                               K.I.T.T.
               Absolutely not Michael...Merely 
               making a statement of fact.

     A few beats of silence...then:

                               K.I.T.T.
               You're not angry with me are you 
               Michael?

                               MICHAEL
               Not if you can get us out of this 
               traffic mess old buddy.

                               K.I.T.T.
               May I drive...?

                               MICHAEL
               Be my guest....

     Michael takes his hands off the wheel, sits back....

     HIGHWAY

     K.I.T.T. swings onto the emergency lane, pulls around a 
     couple of cars to an exit, speeds out, swings a fast U-turn
     and moves along a parallel road....

                               K.I.T.T.'S VOICE
               You can take over now, Michael.

                               MICHAEL'S VOICE
               Have I told you lately that you're 
               the greatest?

                               K.I.T.T.
               Not recently, Michael....

                                              CUT TO

     EXT. ROAD - THE SEMI - STOCK

     The ramp drops down and K.I.T.T. drives up and in....

                               DEVON (V.O.)
               It's the simple matter of a group of
               small operators being swallowed up 
               by a larger operation.

     INT. SEMI

     Devon swings around in his chair to face Michael...In the 
     b.g. Bonnie treats K.I.T.T. to a checkup and some kindness....

                               DEVON
               Except in this case the Independent
               truckers were holding their own on 
               the basis of sound business rules.
               It even looked like they could win....

                               MICHAEL
               Then something changed the rules and 
               now the Foundation is involved.

                               DEVON
               Exactly...The leader of the Independent
               Association, a Joe Flynn, is wanted 
               for the murder of one of the Jordon
               Trucking drivers.

                               BONNIE
               It just doesn't fit his profile...
               Flynn may be a hot head and a fighter
               but he's also a war hero and a natural 
               leader....

                               MICHAEL
               Seems like we know a lot about the 
               wanted man and what his operation is 
               all about...You must have been 
               sitting on this one for a couple of 
               months....

                               DEVON
                      (evasive)
               You might say we've been monitoring
               it, rather than involved in it....

     Michael's puzzled look goes from Bonnie to Devon...Bonnie 
     explains.

                               BONNIE
               We started getting communications on
               the computer.  Devon and I have been 
               watching this situation for over a 
               month...It's like we're part of
               it...It's become important to us....

                               MICHAEL
               Who's been sending the messages??

                               DEVON
               We don't know....

                               MICHAEL
               Are you trying to tell me that you 
               can't trace the communications back
               to the source...?

                               BONNIE
               All I know is that the reports have 
               been checked and they were all 
               accurate.

     Michael glances from one to the other...He smiles at them.
     They seem slightly uncomfortable....

                               MICHAEL
               Sounds to me like both of you are 
               more than a little personally wrapped 
               up in this situation without ever 
               meeting anyone involved in it...
                      (beat)
               Isn't that one of your strict rules,
               Devon?  No personal involvement?

                               DEVON
               Not exactly a rule, Michael...More 
               like a general guideline....

     SCENE

     Michael laughs....

                               MICHAEL
               Fair enough...What do you want me to
               do?

                               DEVON
               Find Joe Flynn...Put him safely in
               jail and then investigate the case 
               and then discover his innocence....

                               MICHAEL
               Or guilt....

                               DEVON
               Of course...But either way I'd like 
               him safe from any reprisals by the 
               Jordon people who have been reputed 
               to be extremely competent at finding 
               and disposing of people....

                               MICHAEL
               Anything else?

                               BONNIE
               Yes...Respect your equipment....

                               DEVON
                      (beat)
               ...and be careful....

                               BONNIE
               That, too....

     ON MICHAEL

     On his look, we:

                                              CUT TO

     EXT. K.I.T.T. 

     driving through...They pull into a moderate neighborhood of 
     older houses maintained neatly and inexpensively....

                               K.I.T.T.'S VOICE
               They had three rigs when the father 
               was still alive...Flynn is down to 
               one and operating out of their garage.

     They pull to the curb and Michael exits K.I.T.T.

     ANGLE 

     as Michael eyes the house...The driveway leads to a work
     area where a sign designates FLYNN & FAMILY TRUCKING...
     Michael moves to the house....

     CLOSER SHOT

     As he paces, the monotone sound of a beep matches his 
     steps...One step, one beep...Michael catches the sound and 
     staggers his pace.  The beep maintains the exactness of the 
     pace...K.I.T.T.'s voice interrupts Michael's little dance 
     step routine....

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, you're being scanned by an
               electronic beam.  A harmless but
               effective alarm system.

                               MICHAEL
                      (into comlink)
               Then there must also be a guard of
               some kind....

                               MAMA FLYNN (V.O.)
               Damn right there is, now freeze!

     Michael reacts, crouches but holds his position, just turns 
     his head to:

     SCENE

     Mama Flynn faces Michael with a shotgun capably held in her
     hands.  She's a good-looking lady in her early fifties with 
     the same flare in her eyes and voice as her son, Joe....

                               MICHAEL
               Take it easy...I'm only here to ask
               a few questions....

                               MAMA FLYNN
               Are you now...?  Well, you'd better 
               not be a cop or from Jordon Trucking
               ...We get medals in this neighborhood
               for shooting burglars....

                               MICHAEL
               If I'm none of the three, can I have 
               a little conversation instead of 
               buckshot....

     A wisp of a kid comes from around Michael and scans Michael 
     with a metal detector wand...(airport style).

     ANGLE ON SALLY

     as she turns to Michael angrily...She's as cute as a 
     button, as tough and as much of a tomboy as the rest of the 
     Flynn clan....

                               SALLY
               I ain't no junior...I'm a girl...
                      (to Mama)
               He's got nothing on him but some 
               sort of two-way wrist radio....

                               MICHAEL
               That's no regular metal detector....

                               MAMA FLYNN
               She's no regular kid...Now what do
               you want?

                               MICHAEL
               I'm from the Foundation For Law and 
               Government...I'm looking into the 
               incident involving Joe Flynn....

                               MAMA FLYNN
               My boy is innocent....

     Sally studies Michael more carefully....

                               SALLY
               Your name, Devon Miles?

     SCENE

     Mama lowers the shotgun at her daughter's recognition but 
     still remains alert....

                               MICHAEL
               No, I'm Michael Knight...How do you
               know Devon?

                               SALLY
               I'm the one's been sending him 
               messages.

                               MICHAEL
               By computer?

                               SALLY
                      (shrug)
               Once you break the code all you have
               to do is know how to type.  I can do
               eighty words a minute...You going to 
               help us out?

                               MICHAEL
               I'm willing to try, but first you'll
               have to get Joe to surrender to the 
               police.

     Mama flares...The shotgun pops up into position again....

                               MAMA FLYNN
               You just became a burglar again... 
               Get off my property!!

                               MICHAEL
               The longer Joe is on the run, the 
               longer it'll take to get to the 
               bottom of it...I am going to have to
               talk to him....

     ON MICHAEL

     He holds Mama's look then glances to Sally....

     SALLY

     Sally motions him away with her eyes....

     SCENE

     Michael gets the message, he shrugs, backs away towards
     K.I.T.T.

     K.I.T.T.

     Michael gets in....

                               K.I.T.T.
               That's an aggressively close-knit
               family, Michael....

                               MICHAEL
               That's why they know there Joe is...
               Put a tap on their phone, Kitt....

     Michael turns as Sally appears at K.I.T.T.'s window...She
     studies K.I.T.T. with an appraising professional look....

                               SALLY
               What else does this car do besides 
               go to the market?

                               MICHAEL
               Kitt is a lot more than a car....

                               K.I.T.T.
               Thank you, Michael....

                               SALLY
                      (reacting)
               A voice modulator...That's great...
               Will it give a verbal response to 
               major mathematical computations...?

                               K.I.T.T.
               Of course....

                               SALLY
                      (to Michael)
               You really want to help?

                               MICHAEL
               That's why I'm here.

                               SALLY
               You look like an okay guy, but I 
               ain't that sure....

                               MICHAEL
               I feel sure about you...You're bright
               enough to get the Foundation's atten-
               tion, and pretty enough to get mine....

     Sally reddens....

                               SALLY
               You're teasing me...That's what my 
               brother always does...I know I ain't
               pretty....

                               MICHAEL
               Trust me...I'm a good judge....

     Sally looks up at him with a new interest...Michael returns
     her look...She is about to say more when K.I.T.T. interrupts
     with a flashing on his monitor.

                               K.I.T.T.
               There's an incoming call, Michael....

     Before Michael can adjust any switches, the voice of Mama 
     Flynn comes on....

                               MAMA FLYNN 
                      (filtered)
               Flynn Trucking....

                               FLYNN
                      (filtered)
               Hello, Mom.  It's Joe....

     Michael hits the switch that cuts the sound of the inter-
     cepted call...It's too late....

     ON SALLY

     Her shocked reaction...She flares....

                               SALLY
               You're tapping our phone!  You ain't 
               a friend...You're a creep!

     She turns and runs for the house.  Charges into it....

     MICHAEL/K.I.T.T.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Sorry, Michael....

                               MICHAEL
               I know, buddy...Backtrack that call
               and give me a location....

     K.I.T.T.'S MONITOR

     as the map grid flashes across the screen and then a red 
     dot centers in on a specific location....

                               K.I.T.T.
               It's about a mile from here...ETA
               ______ seconds....

     K.I.T.T./MICHAEL

     As they speed through, Michael has flipped the speaker 
     switch again as he picks up speed...The telephone conversa-
     tion can be heard over K.I.T.T.'s monitor.

                               MAMA FLYNN
                      (filtered)
               Are you all right, Joey??

                               JOE FLYNN
                      (filtered)
               I'm okay, Mom....

     The conversation is interrupted by the loud voice of Sally 
     who warns both of them....

                               SALLY
                      (filtered)
               He had the phone tapped...Michael
               Knight...He'll know where Joey is....

     Mama Flynn reacts instantly...She yells into the phone....

                               MAMA FLYNN
                      (filtered)
               Joey, get out of there!!  Run!

     EXT. PHONE BOOTH

     Joe Flynn on the phone...He hears the urgency in his 
     mother's voice and drops the phone, races to his rig which 
     is parked nearby and hops in....

     MICHAEL'S POINT OF VIEW THROUGH WINDSHIELD

     He sees Joe's moves and the rig pulling away in the distance.
     He speeds up.

     FLYNN

     pulls from the area and picks up speed as he grinds his way
     through the gears...He spots Michael in his rearview 
     mirror....

     THROUGH MIRROR - MICHAEL

     bearing down on the rig...Gaining quickly....

     FLYNN TRUCK

     pulling over to block, K.I.T.T. not able to pass.

     SCENE

     The cat and mouse of Michael trying to pass and Flynn
     blocking the road, allowing the trailer section of the 
     truck to slide around and dangerously swing into K.I.T.T.'s
     path.

     INSIDE K.I.T.T.

     Michael reacting, forced to defensive driving....

                               MICHAEL
               I'm faking left, then give me a shot
               of Turbo Boost when I go to the inside.

                               K.I.T.T.
               You'll be cutting it close, Michael
               ...The road is beginning to narrow....

                               MICHAEL
               We'll make it work for us....

     SCENE

     Michael swings around to pass the truck in the left lane....

     ANGLE - FLYNN

     swings over to block that possibility....

     MICHAEL

     Using the superior maneuverability of K.I.T.T. and the added
     boost, he swings to the inside and starts to pass the rig....

     FLYNN

     reacts to the move and starts to swing his rig back to the 
     inside, threatening to squeeze Michael off the road....

     SCENE

     Michael skids off the road bed and onto the shoulder.
     Gravel and dirt are thrown in the air and he just barely
     slips by the truck and swings back on the road in front of 
     the Flynn rig.

     MICHAEL

     picks up even more speed and pulls away from the front of 
     the truck, then suddenly spinning the wheel....

     SCENE

     ...and swinging K.I.T.T. in a 180, skids to a stop across
     the road blocking it.

     OVER MICHAEL'S SHOULDER - THROUGH PASSENGER WINDOW

     The Flynn rig bearing down on him...Becoming larger and 
     larger as it fills the screen....

                                              FADE OUT

                         END OF ACT ONE

                             ACT TWO

     FADE IN

     K.I.T.T.'S PASSENGER WINDOW - CONTINUOUS ACTION

     As the truck bears down....

                               K.I.T.T.
               Good-bye, Michael....

                               MICHAEL
               Think positive, good buddy....

     SCENE

     At the last possible moment Flynn jams on the brakes...the
     air brakes screeching in strain...the tractor skidding
     against the strain....

     POINT OF VIEW - PASSENGER WINDOW

     The truck stopping at the last moment only inches from the 
     window which is filled with the enormous bumper and grill 
     of the tractor....

     MICHAEL

     holds a beat then lets out his breath....

                               K.I.T.T.
               Would you like to know exactly how
               close the truck is to us, Michael??

                               MICHAEL
               Definitely not....

     Michael is out of the car....

     ANGLE

     Michael is around the car and at the side of the rig as the
     door flies open and Flynn leaps from it and onto Michael...
     They tumble to the ground....

     SERIES OF CUTS

     Michael rolls to his feet and coils as Flynn roars and 
     throws himself at Michael....

     Michael ducks under the wild punch....

                               MICHAEL
               Come on, Flynn, cool it...If you 
               wanted to kill me you would have 
               flattened me with the truck....

     Flynn answers with another swing that connects with Michael
     ...He is about to follow with another which Michael spins 
     under and drives his fist to the midsection of Flynn....

     Flynn's breath leaves his body and Michael kicks Flynn's
     legs out from under him and quickly sits on his chest to 
     keep the smaller man on the ground...Flynn has no struggle 
     left in him....

                               MICHAEL
               I'm not from Jordon or the police
               and the only thing you need to keep 
               me neutral is some conversation....

                               FLYNN
               Then why you're sitting on my chest?

                               MICHAEL
               You have an ability to inflict 
               physical pain...I have an aversion 
               to it...If that's scared the answer
               is yes....

     ON FLYNN

     He's surprised by the answer, has to laugh....

                               FLYNN
               Fair enough...Let me up...No more 
               fighting....

                               MICHAEL
               Can I believe you?

                               FLYNN
               I ain't no liar...I ain't no murderer,
               either....

     Michael slides off Flynn but stays alert....

                               MICHAEL
               I'll deal with one thing at a time....

                               MAMA FLYNN (V.O.)
               You'll deal with me first...You just
               went from burglar to mugger...Get 
               your hands up....

     SCENE

     Mama Flynn and young Sally stand behind Michael...Sally
     runs to her brother and hugs him...For all his roughness,
     Joe, is amazingly gentle with her...He strokes her head to
     reassure her....

     MICHAEL

     As he holds his hands above his head he whispers into his 
     comlink....

                               MICHAEL
               I could use some help, pal....

     K.I.T.T.

     The dashboard coming to life....

                               K.I.T.T.
               Of course, Michael...And since turn-
               about is fair play....

     SCENE

     The roaring voice comes out over K.I.T.T.'s speakers....

                               K.I.T.T.
               'This is the police...You're 
               surrounded...Drop that weapon,
               Mrs. Flynn....'

     Mama Flynn freezes, they all look around to see where the 
     voice is coming from...This gives Michael the opportunity 
     to grab the shotgun from Mama Flynn's hands...He flings it 
     over the roof of the truck....

                               MICHAEL
               I think that's about all the ambushes
               we need for one day....

                               MAMA FLYNN
               Where are the police...?

                               SALLY
               There are none, Mom...It's that car 
               of his...It's something special....

                               MAMA FLYNN
               It's not special enough to take on 
               three Flynns....

                               MICHAEL
               Enough of this?  Is that all you people
               do is fight?  We're not going to accom-
               plish anything if all we do is keep 
               giving each other bloody noses...
                      (at Joe)
               So far all it got you is a warrant for
               murder and...
                      (to Mama Flynn)
               ...all it's doing to you is to make 
               you live with a shotgun growing out
               of your arm...
                      (beat, softer)
               So let's start acting sensible and use
               our brains instead of our fists....

     There is a long pause, then Joe speaks....

                               JOE
               Maybe he's right....

                               MICHAEL
               You can't keep running around using 
               a forty-foot rig as a getaway car.

                               JOE
                      (to Mama)
               Yeah, and you'll need it to keep
               bread and butter on the table.

                               MAMA
               Don't worry about us...We can take 
               care of ourselves....

     ON JOE

     His softer beat...to Mama and Sally.

                               JOE
               You're not supposed to have to....

                               MICHAEL
                      (a softer
                       beat)
               If you're going in quietly, Joe,
               I'll keep an eye on them....

                               SALLY
               Like Mom said, we don't need your 
               help.

                               JOE
                      (to Michael)
               All that is fine except for one
               question...Do you think I'm innocent?

                               MICHAEL
                      (few careful
                       beats)
               I don't know, but I don't know
               you're guilty yet, either....

                               JOE
               That's honest enough for me....

     Mama comes over to hug her son...Sally gives Michael a hard
     look....

                               JOE
               I'll go in with you....

                               SALLY
               Me, too....

     ON MICHAEL

     He nods his agreement...They get in the car and drive
     off....

                                              CUT TO

     EXT. POLICE DEPARTMENT

     Michael and Joe exit, Sally gives Joe a long sad look...He
     ruffles her hair.

                               MICHAEL
               If you wait for me, I'll drive you 
               home.

                               SALLY
               Forget it...I'll take the bus....

     Michael shrugs, walks away with Joe...Sally eyes K.I.T.T.'s 
     monitor.

                               SALLY
               You can't trust anything you can't
               program yourself....

                               K.I.T.T.
               Not true.

                               SALLY
                      (reacting)
               Who programmed you to argue?

                               K.I.T.T.
               I don't argue, Sally, I merely
               correct improper calculations...You
               can trust Michael Knight....

                               SALLY
               Sez you...He turned in my brother....

                               K.I.T.T.
               Now listen, little girl...I think I 
               like you, but not if you won't keep 
               an open mind when it comes to Michael
               ...He's a fair man....

                               SALLY
               What makes you so smart...I have 
               computers that are pushed up to 
               handle over two million K's...What's 
               your capabilities?

                               K.I.T.T.
               Unlimited...I now have over fifty 
               million K's in storage and can 
               introduce one million more everyday
               if needed....

                               SALLY
                      (beat,
                       impressed)
               If you tap into my equipment we can
               talk later....

                               K.I.T.T.
               Of course, Sally...But if you wait
               for Michael I can arrange a guided 
               tour of my backup and design head-
               quarters....

                               SALLY
               Do I have to be nice to him?

                               K.I.T.T.
               Just be fair with him...He'll help 
               your brother if he can....

                               SALLY
                      (beat)
               Yeah, well then, okay....

                               K.I.T.T.
               Thank you, Sally, we have a deal....

     Sally nods to the dashboard, leans back in the seat as she 
     looks over the police station....

                                              CUT TO

     EXT. POLICE STATION - DAY

     as Joe Flynn is being led out of it, tucked between two 
     uniformed cops, walks down the couple of steps...The camera
     pulls back to show that the scene is taking place on TV.
     The camera widens to:

     INT. JORDON'S OFFICE - DAY

     Jordon watches the scene with a cynical eye...He hits the 
     remote switch, turning off the set and turns to his ever-
     present aides and Curtis.  Curtis turns to face Jordon in
     disappointment....

                               CURTIS
               I wanted to see the end of it....

                               JORDON
               Why, does it make any difference
               what make of car they take him to 
               court in?  You know what electricity
               cost today?  Or my whiskey you like 
               so much?

     The two other henchmen in the room look away or find 
     something else to do...They've heard these speeches before.

                               CURTIS
               You're a rich man, Mr. Jordon...Look
               around at these offices....

                               JORDON
               This furniture is rented and goes 
               back the minute I put together a 
               trucking monopoly in the area...It's 
               just decoration...and I didn't get
               rich squandering my money and I'm
               not about to let you do it for me....

                               CURTIS
               Right, Mr. Jordon....

                               JORDON
               And it doesn't cost any money to 
               seize upon opportunity.

                               CURTIS
               Like what?

                               JORDON
               Like you three and the others earning
               those fat paychecks I pay...You saw 
               the television.  The Independents
               just lost their leader...You got a 
               ten thousand dollar bonus for handling
               it....

                               CURTIS
               And I figure that now we're in pretty
               good shape....

                               JORDON
                      (interrupting)
               Don't figure, Curtis...Don't think...
               Don't make decisions...And above 
               all, don't tell me how to make a 
               profit on my investments!
                      (to silence)
               Now you get out there and sweep up 
               ...While those Indies are disorganized
               ...Go out there and mess them up...
                      (beat)
               Finish them up once and for all....

     The men in the room keep their look on Jordon...This sets 
     him off....

                               JORDON
               Well, what are you waiting for...car 
               fare?

     The men move off....

                                              CUT TO

     EXT. SEMI - DAY - STOCK

     As it moves along the road....

                               MICHAEL'S VOICE
               You might say that Bonnie is the 
               mother....

     INT. SEMI 

     Devon, Bonnie, Michael, Sally...Bonnie as usual giving
     K.I.T.T. her attention.

                               MICHAEL
               Bonnie created Kitt, raised him, and 
               takes care of him with all the 
               maternal love and ferocity of a 
               tigress....

                               BONNIE
               Michael is kidding...Kitt is his.  I
               just put him back together.

                               DEVON
               Which Bonnie gets a great many 
               opportunities to do with Michael
               driving all the time.

     Sally gestures to everything around her.

                               SALLY
               Joey would love to see this.
                      (beat)
               He still doesn't have a lot of faith
               in computers or any of that tech-
               nology in spite of the fact that I....

                               MICHAEL
               In spite of what....

                               SALLY
                      (elusive)
               Oh, nothing....

     Michael studies her a few beats then leads her gently aside.

                               MICHAEL
               You're the one that set it all up,
               aren't you?

                               SALLY
               Me, what?

                               MICHAEL
               I've checked the schedules and load 
               capacities of the Independent
               deliveries and it was worked out to 
               the minute and the ounce....

                               SALLY
                      (tough)
               My brother, Joe, runs the family
               business....

                               MICHAEL
               Sure he does, if you can figure out
               how to break the Foundation's commu-
               nications, you'd also have the 
               ability to create a special format 
               for the trucking routes....

     ON SALLY

     She's too young to know how to cover her feelings....

                               SALLY
               You can't tell anyone...You got to 
               promise not to....

                               MICHAEL
               I'm impressed.  I think it's 
               something you should be proud of....

                               SALLY
               Yeah, we'll try and convince a bunch 
               of truckers that a fifteen-year-old
               girl is running their schedule...
               Those guys listen to Joe...They 
               really look up to him....

                               MICHAEL
               Just like you do....

                               SALLY
               That's right...He's the best....

                               MICHAEL
               I'm sure he is...But you're not so 
               bad yourself....

     Sally reddens...She's not used to any kind of feminine
     treatment...She loses her composure just enough to show her
     vulnerability.

                               SALLY
               And you got him in jail...We're 
               going to lose everything we worked 
               for...We need Joe.

     Devon feels for the little waif....

                               DEVON
               We're willing to do anything we can 
               to help....

     ON SALLY

     A calculating shrewdness flashes in her eyes....

                               SALLY
               You sure?

                               DEVON
                      (reassuring)
               I'm positive....

     Sally points at Michael....

                               SALLY
               Then give me him!

     SCENE

     A series of reactions....

                               MICHAEL
               Me?

                               SALLY
                      (to Michael)
               I'm talking to your boss.

     Sally ignores Michael and turns her back on him, faces 
     Devon....

                               SALLY
               If he can drive the Flynn family rig
               till you get Joe out of jail, at 
               least we can stay in business....

                               DEVON
               That's a little out of....

     DEVON'S POINT OF VIEW 

     He looks over the top of Sally to Michael who gives him an 
     almost imperceptible nod in agreement....

                               DEVON
               ...the ordinary but it's possible it
               could be arranged....

     Sally turns back to Michael...She's all business....

                               SALLY
               You'll get union wages, profit
               participation and supplemental
               health benefits...But you better be
               clear about one thing....

                               MICHAEL
               I think I know...
                      (beat)
               You're the boss....

     On her positive nod and Devon and Bonnie's smile we:

                                              CUT TO

     EXTERIOR - BLUE SKY - DAY

     Camera moving down.  We hear the filtered voice of Sally
     over a CB radio.

                               SALLY (V.O.)
               ...and then you pick up at the train
               yards for an intermediate drop at 
               LAX.

     FLYNN TRUCK AND TRAILER

     as it moves along the open road.

                               SALLY (V.O.)
               You got it...Over.

     INSIDE FLYNN TRACTOR

     Michael at the wheel....

                               MICHAEL
               I got it, boss...Does my having
               lunch enter into any of our 
               schedules?

                               SALLY
               Eat it on the move...Out.

     Michael smiles at the CB as he hangs up the mike...Then 
     talks into his comlink.

                               MICHAEL
               You hungry, pal?

                               K.I.T.T. (V.O.)
               Perhaps a little lonely, Michael,
               but rather enjoying my independence....

     ANGLE ON ROAD

     as the camera moves back along the length of the truck past
     it to:

     K.I.T.T. (DRIVERLESS)

     following the truck....

                               K.I.T.T.
               And if I may comment, that schedule 
               that Sally layed out is well planned 
               and fiscally sound...It's excellent....

                               MICHAEL
               Easy for you to say, you're not 
               driving....

                               K.I.T.T.
               Yes I am, Michael, and without union
               benefits....

     Michael laughs.

                               MICHAEL
               In that case you'll be on a coffee
               break in a few minutes...I'm meeting
               Mama Flynn at the truck stop.

                               K.I.T.T.
               What about your schedule?

                               MICHAEL
               I'll work overtime....

                               K.I.T.T.
               Easy for you to say.

     NEW ANGLE

     Michael pulls into the truck stop and pulls between some
     rigs...He exits the cab.

     EXT. TRUCK STOP

     Mama Flynn waiting for him...He approaches her and they 
     enter together....

                               FRANK DIAL (V.O.)
                      (soft spoken,
                       but direct)
               Why you?  If you were on our side
               you wouldn't have put Joe in jail....

                                              CUT TO

     INT. TRUCK STOP - DAY

     The group of Independent truckers uses the tables in the 
     dining room area for their informal meeting.

     Michael is faced by this wary group of men who are not
     openly hostile but are not prepared to deal with total
     strangers.  Among them we recognize Frank Dial, "Burgers,"
     and Mike Curtis....

                               MICHAEL
               Where would you suggest he be...he's
               got to answer to that charge or
               he'll spend his life running from 
               the cops...
                      (beat)
               That is unless he's guilty.

                               BURGERS
               We would have protected him...He
               didn't kill Janetti....

                               MICHAEL
               Then maybe you can help me prove it....

                               BURGERS
                      (smart-ass)
               Sure, be glad to...Tell me what I'm
               supposed to say and who to say it 
               to....

                               MICHAEL
               That's not the answer to this and
               you know it....

     Mama Flynn sounds out to the group....

                               MAMA FLYNN
               Come on, guys, loosen up...I ain't
               crazy about this dude, either, but I 
               don't see anyone else rushing 
               forward to help....

                               DIAL
               You still haven't told us why we
               should trust him....

                               MAMA FLYNN
                      (shrugs)
               Why not?  Sally does.

                               MICHAEL
                      (reacting)
               She does?

                               MAMA FLYNN
               Don't you tell her I told you....

     TRUCKERS

     They hold their silence for a few beats and then Burgers is
     the first to laugh and then the others join in...The 
     tension in the room is broken.  The men are relaxed and if
     Michael is not accepted, he is at least past the first hump
     in being listened to.

                               MICHAEL
               Okay, let's go back to the fight Joe
               had with Janetti...How many of you
               guys were there?

     The truckers eye each other, still not ready to answer 
     direct questions.  Michael senses this....

                               MICHAEL
               Hey, fellas...I can't wait till
               Sally is old enough to marry me just
               to get a few answers.  Won't you 
               just talk to her new boyfriend?

     Dial smiles and speaks up....

                               DIAL
               Yeah, I was there...But the fight
               had nothing to do with anything...
               Joe got in a lot of fights...If that 
               meant murder, half the guys in this 
               room would be dead....

                               MICHAEL
               I want to get down to exact timing...
               Whether it was even possible for Joe 
               to commit the crime....

     There is interest in the group now...and a sudden concerned
     look on the face of Mike Curtis...He glances at his watch....

                               CURTIS
               I got a couple of drops to make...
               I'll catch up later....

     He moves off as Burger answers Michael....

                               BURGER
               Me and Frankie hung onto Joe for 
               about five minutes after the fight,
               then he hung around till he cooled 
               down and took off....

                               MICHAEL
               How much time would you say that 
               took?

     The camera follows Curtis as he exits the truck stop and 
     then picks up his pace....

                                              CUT TO

     EXT. TRUCK STOP - LATER

     Michael exits the truck stop, hops into the Flynn rig and
     drives out....

     EXT. ROAD - DAY - MICHAEL/K.I.T.T. - INTERCUT AS NEEDED

     Michael moves along with the Flynn rig...K.I.T.T. is still
     following.  Michael and K.I.T.T. are back at their conver-
     sation.

                               MICHAEL
               The only thing I learned was that it
               could have been Joe who forced 
               Janetti off the road....

                               K.I.T.T.
               Not exactly new information,
               Michael....

                               MICHAEL
               No, but maybe a new attitude...I'm
               starting to believe that Joe's 
               innocent.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Based on what?

                               MICHAEL
               Nothing, everything still points to
               him....

                               K.I.T.T.
               Well, Michael, I'd suggest you slow 
               down or you might get the opportunity
               to discuss your theories with the 
               police...There's a couple of vehicles
               coming up fast....

     INSIDE TRACTOR - MICHAEL

     checks his speedometer and then slows a little...Then is 
     snapped alert by K.I.T.T.'s warning....

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, watch out!  They're not 
               police!

     ROAD

     A pickup truck and an unhitched tractor try to zip past
     K.I.T.T.

     ANGLE - K.I.T.T.

     moves over on the road to block them but they are on either
     side and the tractor passes K.I.T.T. on the inside as 
     K.I.T.T. is able to block out the pickup truck.

     FLYNN RIG 

     as the tractor pulls up next to it and:

     ANOTHER ANGLE

     An arm flings out a flaming projectile...Michael swerves 
     his rig at the last moment.

     CLOSER ON FLYNN RIG

     The projectile can now be seen as a flame bomb...It misses
     the tractor part of the rig and lands between the tractor 
     and the trailer.

     SCENE

     The two vehicles racing down the road...Smoke starting to
     billow from the Flynn rig.

     K.I.T.T.

     still playing cat and mouse with the pickup truck, wants 
     Michael....

                               K.I.T.T.'S VOICE
               Michael, you're on fire....

     MICHAEL

     Smoke starting to fill the cab and blind him....

     ENEMY TRACTOR

     pulls next to Michael, preparing to fling another fire bomb
     directly at the cab....

     MICHAEL

     His reaction....

                                              FREEZE FRAME

                                              FADE OUT

                         END OF ACT TWO

                            ACT THREE

     FADE IN

     MICHAEL - CONTINUOUS ACTION

     as the fire bomb is released from the enemy truck....

                               MICHAEL
               Kitt.

     INSERT - K.I.T.T.'S DASHBOARD

     as it goes through its electronics, then:

     SCENE

     The fire bomb explodes before it hits Michael in the 
     tractor....

                               K.I.T.T.
               I hit it, Michael...You're still on
               fire...If I jam your brakes you'll
               fishtail....

                               MICHAEL
               If I bail out we'll lose the rig....

                               K.I.T.T.
               ...and live to fight another day....

                               MICHAEL
               Got the message....

     K.I.T.T. pulls up allowing the pickup truck to pass him 
     now....

     ANGLE

     as K.I.T.T. pulls between the Flynn rig and the enemy 
     tractor....

     ROAD

     The three vehicles racing down the road side by side...
     Flynn's rig belching thick smoke from the fire....

     MICHAEL

     fighting the wheel, the smoke blinding him...He throws open
     the driver's door, looks down at....

     MICHAEL'S POINT OF VIEW - K.I.T.T.

     right alongside now and looking very small next to the 
     large rigs that sandwich him.

     ENEMY RIG

     trying to squeeze in against K.I.T.T., the size of it
     enough to squash K.I.T.T.

     K.I.T.T.

     pops the T-roof....

                               K.I.T.T.
               Now, Michael....

     SCENE

     Michael jumps from the smoking truck into K.I.T.T...K.I.T.T.
     hits the turbos and pulls away from the other vehicles.

     ANGLE

     The enemy tractor and the pickup truck veer away and are 
     lost down a side road....

     FLYNN RIG

     It continues on a short distance then the trailer section
     jackknifes around and overtakes the tractor...It flips 
     over...then explodes....

     K.I.T.T./MICHAEL

     swinging a 180 and head back to the wreckage....

     SCENE

     ...in time to see it burst into a ball of flame....

                               K.I.T.T.
               We were very lucky, Michael....

                               MICHAEL
               What about those two trucks...?

     K.I.T.T. scans the area...then....

                               K.I.T.T.
               I can't locate them...Something may 
               be damaged....

                               MICHAEL
                      (beat)
               I guess they were lucky also....

     EXT. TRUCK STOP - DAY - ESTABLISH

                               SALLY'S VOICE
                      (angry)
               Accidents are rated one percent of
               total working days...You're out one
               day and you lose a complete rig...
               We'll be lucky if our insurance pays
               what we owe....

     EXT. PATIO 

     Sally and Mama Flynn face Michael.  Sally flares.

                               SALLY
               As of now for insurance purposes
               your overall safety record is rated
               as poor to uninsurable....

                               MICHAEL
               I'm sorry....

                               SALLY
               You're fired.

                               MICHAEL
               Fired?

                               K.I.T.T.
               I normally don't interrupt, Sally, but
               there was no way to save your vehicle.
               I was the one that advised Michael to 
               abandon it...I have the tapes if you'd 
               care to examine them....

                               MAMA FLYNN
               Won't make any difference any more now 
               that we've lost...The guys heard about
               the accident and they know we're beat
               ...They're pulling out....

                               MICHAEL
               All of them?

                               MAMA FLYNN
               Enough to finish us...Frank Dial and 
               Burgers will hang in...Frank is Joe's
               closest friend....

                               SALLY
               And Burger has this crush on Mom...Joe
               is in jail and they know we can't make
               the crop delivery now...We're finished.

                               MICHAEL
               Hold on...Are you sure this crop
               delivery is the one thing to keep 
               the Independents together?

                               SALLY
               We deliver first crop and we have the 
               full season contract...You want to see 
               the printouts that prove it?

                               MAMA FLYNN
               But no first delivery, no season run....

                               SALLY
               And that's all she wrote....

     Sally walks away, sits on the rear bumper on K.I.T.T.  Mama
     Flynn eyes her with a sympathetic tenderness...She explains 
     it to Michael....

                               MAMA FLYNN
               This is more important to her than to
               any one of us...I got calluses, she 
               doesn't.  She lost her father when she
               was two, and any chance of being raised
               in frilly dresses by the time she was 
               five, and now her brother and her 
               'business' by fifteen...
                      (beat)
               And there's nothing I can do about any
               of it.....

     ON MICHAEL

     He's touched by the speech...a few beats, then....

                               MICHAEL
               Maybe I can....

     He moves around to Sally, grasps her firmly by the arm and 
     not too gently steers her into K.I.T.T., then drives away....

     INSIDE K.I.T.T. - MICHAEL/SALLY

     as they drive off.  She's mad...Michael is in a no-nonsense
     mood.

                               SALLY
               You know what you get for stealing 
               kids?

                               MICHAEL
               I only borrowed you and I have your 
               mother's permission....

                               SALLY
               Okay, so you got me...what're you
               going to do, wreck me?

                               MICHAEL
               That's a cheap shot....

                               SALLY
               Then you can have it for nothing....

     Michael's own anger is starting to build.

                               MICHAEL
               I'm going to try and explain things 
               to you once more....

                               SALLY
               Forget it...I ain't listening...You're 
               a loser....

     Michael looks upward in frustration...Talks to K.I.T.T.

                               MICHAEL
               What do I do now, Kitt?

                               K.I.T.T.
               Children should be treated with great
               patience, reasoned with and educated 
               so that they can be brought slowly
               into maturity and a solid relationship
               with society....

                               MICHAEL
               I don't have that much time....

                               K.I.T.T.
               Then I suggest a firm but kindly 
               spanking....

     Michael jams on the breaks as Sally reacts in shock....

                               SALLY
               You going to beat me up just 'cause a
               computer tells you to?

     She smacks the dashboard with an angry fist....

                               SALLY
               And you...I thought you were my 
               friend....

     Michael turns to face her...Sally starting to lose her 
     toughness....

                               SALLY
               You ain't really going to do it, are 
               you?

                               MICHAEL
               Don't you think you deserve it...?

     ON MICHAEL

     as he eyes Sally...He can't do it and he knows it....

                               MICHAEL
               No, I guess I can't....

     Sally loosens up slightly but she has lost her veneer of 
     toughness...A few beats, then....

                               SALLY
               You know nobody but Joey ever spanked
               me...
                      (beat)
               And then he was like you...He only
               threatened.....

                               MICHAEL
               Then if he's like me, maybe I'm just 
               a little bit like him....

                               SALLY
               He's the greatest...He really is....

                               MICHAEL
               I can only try to come near that,
               but I am willing....

     ON SALLY

     Her own emotional dilemma...Some beats....

                               SALLY
               I know...You ain't such a bad guy...
               It's just...just....

     Michael reads her feelings....

                               MICHAEL
               Sally, it's okay to be scared.....

     ON SALLY

     This breaks her...She starts to pour out her feelings...The
     words like the tears, flow....

                               SALLY
               He's all I got...Joey...and he ain't
               here...My mom, she's lonely...she 
               wants to marry Burgers but she won't
               'cause of me and it's okay with me,
               but she won't ask and we're going to
               lose the truck and the house and 
               there's not going to be anything 
               left and it ain't right.
                      (beat)
               We're not bad people and we don't do
               anything that wrong....

     The tears fill her face and she is in Michael's arms...He 
     strokes her head like he's seen Joe do....

                               SALLY
               ...and even you and that fancy 
               Foundation can't help us....

     SCENE

                               MICHAEL
               I'm going to do everything I can,
               Sally...I'm not your brother and I 
               can't replace him but I can keep 
               things going for him till he gets 
               back...I truly believe that he's 
               innocent....

                               SALLY
                      (excited)
               You can get him out...?

                               MICHAEL
               One thing at a time...First let's
               make sure he's got a place to sleep 
               and eat if I do...
                      (beat)
               Where's this crop depot and who do I 
               have to talk to....?

     Sally eyes Michael, the trace of a smile...Maybe he is 
     starting to look more like her big brother....

                                              CUT TO

     EXT. GREEN LUSH FIELDS - DAY - STOCK

     Pickers working at the harvesting of the crops....

     PRODUCE LOADING BAY

     that spreads out around the one-story building...Michael
     pulls up in K.I.T.T.

     ANGLE

     As Michael exits K.I.T.T. he looks over to see a small sedan
     with the Jordon Trucking logo on the door...He moves up the 
     loading dock and around a corner to....

     NEW ANGLE

     where chief dispatcher Linden is in conversation with 
     Jordon and one of his henchmen...Mike Curtis, off to one 
     side reacts when he sees Michael...Michael steps up to 
     them, speaks to Curtis....

                               MICHAEL
               When you work both sides you're bound
               to get squeezed in the middle....

                               CURTIS
                      (flaring)
               I got a right to do business anywhere
               I want....

                               MICHAEL
               Me, too...
                      (to Linden)
               Mr. Linden, I'm Michael Knight...I
               just spoke to you on the phone....

                               JORDON
               Curtis, take your friend out for a 
               beer...He's interrupting me....

     Michael holds Curtis in place with a look...Turns to Jordon.....

                               MICHAEL
               You're Jordon...?

                               JORDON
               Mr. Jordon...Knight, isn't it?

                               MICHAEL
               For the sake of conversation you can 
               call me Flynn....

     Jordon reacts...The color rises....

                               JORDON
               Flynn is finished...You must be looking
               to join him....

                               MICHAEL
               Not quite...
                      (to Linden)
               I believe there's a standing deal
               for us to deliver your crop....

     Linden eyes one and then the other...He speaks honestly and
     directly....

                               LINDEN
               That was the truth when you had the 
               ability to deliver it...From what I 
               hear you can't make the early market.

                               MICHAEL
               Because they say so...?

                               JORDON
               You can't possibly make any schedule...
                      (to Linden)
               Flynn doesn't even have a rig anymore....

                               MICHAEL
               That's not your problem, Jordon...It's 
               between Linden and me....

                               JORDON
               You'll all go down the drain together
               ...Your crop and the Independents....

                               LINDEN
               I'd like to help out Knight, but just
               like you, there's a lot of people that
               depend on me to get this crop in right.

                               MICHAEL
               And if I do it...?

                               LINDEN
               If I thought you could I'd keep my
               end of the deal....

                               JORDON
               But you can't so if you'll go about
               your business, I'll take care of 
               mine....

     MICHAEL

     reacting, thinking fast....

                               MICHAEL
               What if I guarantee it...??

                               JORDON
               With what, your shiny little black
               car?  There's over a hundred thousand
               dollars involved in this shipment 
               alone....

     Linden is also a patient man....

                               LINDEN
               How would you guarantee it?

                               MICHAEL
               A completion bond.

     ON LINDEN

     A few beats as he eyes both men...Then speaks to Michael....

                               LINDEN
               If you can put up a fifty-thousand-
               dollar bond by midnight, you get the 
               route....

                               JORDON
               I'll put up a hundred....

                               LINDEN
                      (annoyed at
                       Jordon)
               Fifty is sufficient and I did have a 
               deal with Flynn first...If he meets
               the bond he's got it...
                      (to Michael)
               You know where to reach me....

     Linden nods and walks away....

     SCENE

     Jordon is not feeling too pleasant towards Michael....

                               JORDON
               If you cost me one penny of profit
               you'll live to regret it....

                               MICHAEL
                      (pressing)
               Going to run me off the road again,
               Jordon??
                      (to Curtis)
               Or are you the one that does that...???

     The henchmen and Curtis take a threatening step forward....

     K.I.T.T.

     The motor roars to life...The sound of it getting the 
     attention of the group...They freeze....

     BACK TO SCENE

                               MICHAEL
               Either way, I'll be looking forward
               to meeting you again....

     Michael backs away and then moves to K.I.T.T.

     ANGLE

     As Michael drives away Jordon erupts....

                               JORDON
               I don't care what you have to do, I
               want those truckers stopped....

                               CURTIS
               They'll be in convoy...We'll need a 
               lot of people....

                               JORDON
               I don't care...wipe out the convoy.
               Do it...I don't even care what it 
               cost....

     Reactions....

                                              CUT TO

     EXT. F.L.A.G. SEMI - DAY

                               DEVON'S VOICE
               A fifty-thousand-dollar bond?  Michael
               you've got to be out of your mind....

     INT. SEMI

                               MICHAEL
               You want the truckers to go down
               without a chance...?

                               DEVON
               Of course not...But....

                               MICHAEL
               And Mama Flynn and Sally...???

                               DEVON
               No...however....

                               MICHAEL
               And make me and the Foundation look
               like fools...????

                               DEVON
                      (reacting)
               Never!

                               MICHAEL
               Then what's a fifty-thousand-dollar
               bond among friends...?

                               DEVON
               I'll have to make a couple of calls
               but, all right, Michael....

                               MICHAEL
               That's great, Devon, but there's just
               one more small thing....

     DEVON

     On his pained look, expecting the worst....

                                              FADE OUT

                        END OF ACT THREE

                            ACT FOUR

     FADE IN

     EXT. CROP DEPOT - DAY

     Busy with the activity of the loading of the crop onto the
     various Independent trucks...None of them match, none of 
     the trailers are the same, even one flat bed mixed into the
     group...They are spirited and feeling pretty good as Dial
     keeps the heavier Burgers sweating....

     ANGLE ON K.I.T.T./MICHAEL

     Michael sitting inside and talking to the monitor....

                               MICHAEL
               It's going to be all right, Devon.

     INSIDE K.I.T.T.

     The screen image of Devon...he isn't as sure....

                               DEVON
               I don't know how you talked me into
               it....

                               MICHAEL
               Don't blame me, Devon, you always 
               told me you never do anything you
               don't really want to....

                               DEVON
               I always felt that way...
                      (beat)
               ...till now...Actually I don't mind
               arranging for the guarantee bond....

                               MICHAEL
               See what I mean, Devon...I didn't
               talk you into a thing....

                               DEVON
               ...however, allowing you to use the 
               F.L.A.G. semi to deliver onions is
               beyond my comprehension....

     ON F.L.A.G. SEMI

     as the onions are being loaded into the semi supervised by
     Mama Flynn.

                               DEVON'S VOICE
               Barring any jeopardy, the smell of
               those onions could last for months.

     Michael tries to contain his laughter....

                               MICHAEL
               If you whistle or put a pin in your
               mouth I won't have to watch a grown
               man cry...Gotta go, Devon....

                               DEVON
               Well, yes...
                      (beat)
               Good luck, Michael....

                               MICHAEL
               Thanks, Devon....

     The screen flicks off...K.I.T.T.'s voice fills the gap....

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, I've come to understand 
               your humor, but don't you think
               you're being a little rough on Devon?

                               MICHAEL
               No....

                               K.I.T.T.
                      (beat)
               Thank you for your prompt answer....

     Michael laughs, exits K.I.T.T...He moves to the:

     LOADING DOCK

     where the last of the crates are being loaded into one of 
     the trucks.  Mama Flynn and Sally are mixed in with the 
     activity...The rear door of the trailer is slammed shut
     against the last crate and the group looks over to
     Michael...Like it or not they have chosen their leader.
     Michael accepts.

                               MICHAEL
               We all set?

                               DIAL
               We're set....

                               MICHAEL
               You all know that Jordon and his 
               group have this last shot at us....

                               BURGERS
               Let them come.

                               MICHAEL
               I think they will, so stay close and 
               keep moving....

     They break up and load onto their respective vehicles.
     Sally gets a hug from Mama before she moves off, leaving the 
     girl standing there...Michael gives her a look...She 
     returns a thumbs-up signal.

                                              CUT TO

     EXT. DEPOT

     as Michael and K.I.T.T. lead out of the area and turn onto
     the road...The trucks trail him like the ass end of a 
     rattlesnake.

     INSIDE K.I.T.T.

     Michael flicks on the monitor....

                               MICHAEL
               We're pulling out now, Devon....

     INTERCUT AS NEEDED - MONITOR - DEVON

     A puzzled look on his face.  He holds a beat, then....

                               DEVON
               Michael, if you're talking to me on
               the monitor, who's driving my F.L.A.G.
               vehicle?

     ANGLE ON F.L.A.G. SEMI

     Mama Flynn at the wheel....

                               MICHAEL'S VOICE
               The best...Mama Flynn....

     Devon's reaction....

                               MICHAEL
               Trust me, Devon...talk to you later....

     LOW ANGLE ON THE ROAD

     The trucks now stretch out along the road, Michael leading
     ...They drive past camera with a roar....

     WIDER SHOT

     As Michael pulls out from the front of the convoy, he keeps
     moving but slows slightly and waves the second truck,
     (F.L.A.G. truck) to continue on as the lead...The other
     trucks passing him as he checks each of the rigs....

     VARIOUS SHOTS

     The drivers, Mama, Dial, Burgers, and the others wave to
     him as they pass...They are all animated, all with an 
     excitement showing on their faces....

     INSIDE K.I.T.T.

     Michael has the same look on his.

     THE CONVOY

     Arms and fists out the side windows cheering themselves 
     on....

     The camera pulls back to:

     JORDON

     as he watches from a high point...The look on his face...
     one of controlled fury...He turns to Curtis....

                               JORDON
               What are you waiting for??  Get them
               ...Wipe them out...They don't even
               have any armed protection...Giving
               you a bonus for this one is a waste
               of my money.

                               CURTIS
                      (annoyed)
               Then why not do it yourself and save
               it?...

                               JORDON
               If I didn't think it was easy I 
               wouldn't be hanging around to make 
               sure I get what I pay for...Now get 
               it done....

     Curtis eyes him...Talks into a hand radio as he moves off 
     to his tractor....

                                              CUT TO

     K.I.T.T./MICHAEL

     K.I.T.T.'s control panel flashes....

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, I'm picking up some short
               wave communications on the Jordon 
               Trucking frequency....

                               MICHAEL
               What's the location?

     INSERT - MONITOR

     A grid map flashing and showing three vehicles bearing down
     on the rear of the convoy.

                               K.I.T.T.
               Moving towards the rear of the 
               convoy.

     BACK

     Michael reacts, slides away from the lead position, swings 
     into a 180....

     REAR OF CONVOY

     Two pickup trucks and Curtis' tractor swoop down at the 
     rear of the convoy...Burgers is driving the last truck, a 
     rig with a fully loaded flat bed, the crop crates tied down 
     with a tarp....

     MICHAEL'S POINT OF VIEW THROUGH WINDSHIELD

     as he speeds towards the rear of the convoy...One of the 
     pickup trucks and Curtis' tractor is forcing Burgers' flat
     bed off the road...Michael drives right for them, heading 
     for the Curtis tractor, bearing down on it....

     SCENE

     The two assault vehicles split off, swerving to evade the 
     collision with Michael....

     ANGLE

     One of the pickups slides off the side of the road and is 
     disabled.

     BURGERS' TRUCK

     trying to regain control, swerving from side to side on the 
     road....

     K.I.T.T.

     swinging another 180 and heading back after the convoy
     which has built up some distance....

     CONVOY

     The other pickup truck staying with Burgers' rig.  It 
     continues to force him over to the side of the road....
     Curtis' rig moving on down the line....

     BURGERS' RIG

     swinging a little out of control...The flat bed starting to
     swing around in a fishtail...Burger has to jam on the 
     brakes as he comes to a curve in the road....

     ANGLE

     The load slides off the flat bed and scatters some of it
     covering the road....

     CURTIS' RIG

     bearing down on the next rig in line....

     MICHAEL/K.I.T.T.

     after them...He blasts through the littered road sending 
     debris into camera and passing Burgers who:

     BURGERS' TRUCK

     ...skids to a hair-raising stop off the side of the road
     ...then looks upward in gratitude....

     ROAD

     Dial and the other pickups trying to accomplish their same
     deed with the next truck...This one blocks part of the 
     road...Michael bearing down on them....

     INSIDE K.I.T.T.

     The monitor flashing signals that keep pace with the 
     action....

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, there's another assault
               heading for the front of the convoy
               ...I read it as three vehicles....

     ROAD

     The next truck seems to be holding its own against the 
     Curtis rig and the pickup but have the road blocked...There
     is no way around.  Michael speeds up....

                               MICHAEL
               Give me what I need, buddy, we're 
               going over the top....

     DASHBOARD

     doing its functions....

     SCENE

     K.I.T.T. speeding up and launching over the moving pickup
     truck....

     ANGLE

     ...and landing in front of the truck, continuing on....

     F.L.A.G. SEMI

     Three vehicles head out of a side road and directly towards
     the blind side of the semi.

     INT. SEMI

     Mama Flynn not seeing the move but busy watching the action
     behind her through the rearview mirrors...The voice of 
     Sally brings her back to the world of peril....

                               SALLY'S VOICE
               Watch out, Mom...On the blind side!!

     Sally crawls out of the sleeper compartment area...Mama
     reacting....

                               MAMA FLYNN
               What are you doing here....

                               SALLY
               Yell at me later, Mom...Now you 
               better drive....

     Mama sees the logic, swings the wheel over....

     SCENE

     The three assault trucks headed for the front of the 
     F.L.A.G. semi trying to jam it off the road...Mama expertly
     spins the truck over to one side of the road and evades the 
     first assault....

     ANGLE - K.I.T.T./MICHAEL

     Never slowing, he slides over next to one of the trucks and 
     forces it off the side of the road.

     ASSAULT TRUCK

     It spills out of control and into the gulley.

     ROAD

     Michael continues at speed to turn back to the other
     trucks...They are now on either side of the F.L.A.G. semi....

     SEMI

     Mama sees Michael coming up through her side mirror...She 
     pulls over to give him some room....

     SCENE

     The assault truck on the inside reacts to the larger semi
     moving on it and slides off the shoulder of the road, out 
     of it....

     K.I.T.T./MICHAEL

     force their way between the semi and the other assault
     truck and then Michael tucks K.I.T.T.'s nose in front of 
     the truck and forces him to the inside of the road and 
     halfway up a bank....

     ASSAULT TRUCK

     as it climbs the bank and then flips over....

     F.L.A.G. SEMI

     Mama and Sally satisfied, then Mama's reaction...From her
     vantage point she can see down the road....

     POINT OF VIEW THROUGH WINDSHIELD

     Two trucks (or cars) straddle the road and block it....

     SCENE

     Sally waves her arm out the window, warning Michael....

     K.I.T.T.

     speeds up and pulls in front of the semi, gains some more 
     speed....

     MICHAEL'S POINT OF VIEW THROUGH WINDSHIELD - THE TWO CARS

     blocking the road....

                               K.I.T.T.
               Michael, you're not going to....You 
               are, aren't you...?

                               MICHAEL
               Not without you, buddy....

                               K.I.T.T.
               Obviously, Michael....

     VARIOUS ANGLES

     as K.I.T.T. speeds towards the blockade and blasts through
     them, the two blocking cars spinning and flying out of the 
     way....

     MAMA FLYNN/SALLY

     Their reactions....

     CURTIS' TRACTOR

     pulls up and lets the convoy go...He picks up his radio....

                               CURTIS
               It's over, Jordon...We can't stop
               them....

     JORDON

     next to his auto...His rage apparent now....

                               JORDON
               You finish them off, Curtis, or I'll
               let the cops know you're the one 
               that killed Janetti....

     INSIDE K.I.T.T.

     The filtered voices of Curtis and Jordon coming over the
     speaker....

                               CURTIS
                      (filtered)
               Then we'll both go, Jordon, but at 
               least I'll be running....

     MONITOR

     The map grid flicking out the locations of the vehicles....

                               K.I.T.T.
               Which one do we want, Michael?

                               MICHAEL
               Let's get Curtis...The cops can pick 
               up Jordon any time....

     ROAD

     Michael whips K.I.T.T. around and speeds up...He screeches,
     whips around a curve and spots the tractor and the one last
     pickup racing away....

     ANGLE

     Michael and K.I.T.T. bearing down on the two of them...Then
     the pickup pulling to the shoulder of the road...The driver
     climbing out of the truck and standing there with his hands
     up.  Michael continues past....

                               MICHAEL'S VOICE
               Get a picture, Kitt, just in case he 
               changes his mind....

     INSIDE K.I.T.T.

     The monitor does its thing....

                               K.I.T.T.
               You'll have the police working
               overtime if you keep this up...
                      (beat)
               That's the Curtis vehicle dead 
               ahead....

                               MICHAEL
               How do you suggest we take him??

                               K.I.T.T.
               Gently, Michael...Gently...I hate 
               making excuses to Bonnie...She 
               worries....

                               MICHAEL
               Okay, buddy...I'll do the best I 
               can...How about micro jamming his 
               brakes?

                               K.I.T.T.
               My pleasure, Michael....

     MONITOR

     K.I.T.T. does his thing again....

     CURTIS' TRACTOR

     The brakes locking and the tractor skidding to a stop
     sideways across the road....

     MICHAEL

     seeing that he cannot pass....

                               MICHAEL
               Give me boost, now!

     SCENE

     K.I.T.T. launches in the air and sails across the tractor....

     ANGLE

     as K.I.T.T. lands on the other side and spins a quick 
     180...then moves to the tractor....

                               MICHAEL
               So much for gently, Kitt....

                               K.I.T.T.
               Sorry, Michael, just thought we 
               should try....

                               MICHAEL
               No sweat...We made it....

     CURTIS TRACTOR

     Michael yanks Curtis from the cab....

                               CURTIS
               Enough...I've had enough...I ain't
               the guy you want....

                               MICHAEL
               Then I'm sure you'll tell me who it 
               is....

                               CURTIS
               Can't we make a deal?

                               MICHAEL
               I can make one with Jordon if I
               don't start hearing what I want 
               now....

     Curtis' look....

     ON MICHAEL

     His shrug....

                               MICHAEL
               Life just ain't fair, is it Curtis?

                                              FREEZE FRAME

                                              FADE OUT

                         END OF ACT FOUR

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