"Who are you, anyway?" "I'm Norman Baines." "What's in the sack?" "All right." "36 Fairview Road." "Boy, this place looks really familiar." "Nah." "Well, then I'll have to put a curse on you." "Michael, look out." "Knight Rider, a shadowy flight... into the dangerous world of a man... who does not exist." "Michael Knight, a young loner... on a crusade to champion the cause of the innocent... the helpless, the powerless... in a world of criminals who operate above the law." "Would you please keep it down?" "At least until you get to the party." "And Halloween's still two days away." "Who's there?" "Michael." "Happy new apartment!" "They're beautiful." "They smell great." "Take my word for it." "Check this place out!" "Now if I can find a vase." "The only one I've unpacked I'm using for a juice pitcher." "No problem." "Okay, let's see..." "Vase..." "This should fit in great with your decorating scheme." "How you doing, sweetheart?" "Physically, I'm feeling better." "Emotionally, I'm really glad you came by." "Are you all right?" "Devon told me." "And you think I'm losing my mind, don't you?" "I mean, that's why you're being so nice to me." "Ouch." "I'm sorry." "I didn't mean that, I..." "I just can't get the image of that girl out of my mind." "Bonnie, that is why I'm here." "Now, where did it happen?" "Apartment 302." "302, all right." "I'm going with you." "I suggest you bring your tissues." "Would you kindly get that black furball off my roof?" "Voodoo is my familiar." "And he helps me with all my magic." "Then see if he'll help you make him disappear." "Thank you." "Hello?" "What?" "Michael, there was furniture here." "There were wall hangings." "There was a bar setup." "There was..." "There was a lamp." "She knocked it over when she fell." "I saw it!" "Bonnie, are you sure this is the right apartment?" "I'm positive." "That's my apartment diagonally across." "It's a clear view." "Bonnie, it was dark, and with the fever..." "I saw it." "Hey, hey." "It's okay." "It's just a cross-draft." "Come on, let's get back to your apartment." "You're not quitting on me?" "You know me better than that." "Now, where was that party?" "104." "Michael..." "I know." "A black gorilla suit." "Gotcha." "Hi, my name is Michael Knight." "I understand there was a party here last night." "Party?" "Now where did you ever hear that?" "The Great Pumpkin told me." "Can I come in?" "Well, any friend of the Great Pumpkin's is a friend of mine." "As you can see, it was just an intimate affair." "Yeah, for like, maybe six or seven of your closest friends." "Yes." "Well, what can I do for you?" "I got a friend who just moved into this building." "Last night she thought she saw something very strange." "Did you have any trouble here?" "You mean like running out of ice?" "No, I mean like a gorilla going ape." "Maybe even hurting somebody." "Well." "Let me see." "We had at least a dozen Boy Georges... a couple of breakdancing mummies... and one John DeLorean." "But no one came dressed as a gorilla." "That I'd remember." "Because I like hairy men." "That's either rave reviews for the party or my landlord asking me to move." "If you'll excuse me." "Yeah, thanks for the help, I'll find the door." "Hello?" "Larry?" "Yes, I had a ball, too." "It's a dream!" "I think she means "nightmare"." "Michael, if she's trick-or-treating, tell her she's a day early." "It's exactly what we need for the Witches' and Warlocks' Ball." "My name is Esmeralda." "And I'm the top witch of the Northern Hemi." "You wouldn't, by any chance, be a warlock, would you?" "I don't think so." "Pity." "It's so difficult to find a good warlock these days." "Have you tried Warlocks Anonymous?" "Well, are you going to let me have him for my witch-mobile tomorrow night or not?" "Witch-mobile?" "I'm sorry, but I think he has other commitments." "Well, then I'll have to put a curse on you." "One that you will never forget." "Come, Voodoo... we must take our newts out of the oven." "If you ask me, Michael, she has newts in her belfry." "Let's hope they stay there." "Run this through your analyzer, will you, partner?" "It's hair from a real gorilla." "Why did Bonnie have to choose one of those singles' buildings?" "Relax." "This monkey probably hasn't peeled any bananas lately." "You know, KITT, there can't be too many places that rent out real gorilla-hair suits." "Check it out, will you, pal?" "Right away." "302, right, pal?" "Exactly." "Please don't hurt me." "Hurt you?" "You almost potted me into the pavement." "I was just putting flowers in that planter and..." "And it fell over by itself, huh?" "Come on, you can do better than that." "No." "No, no." "I bumped it, but it was an accident." "Why would I want to hurt you?" "You tell me." "Who are you, anyway?" "I'm Norman, Norman Baines." "I'm custodian of this building." "You're a friend of Bonnie Barstow's, aren't you?" "How did you know that?" "I saw you bring her some flowers." "I hope she'll be happy here." "Yeah, so do I." "How long has this apartment been vacant?" "Three, maybe four months." "Which is it, three or four?" "Four." "Who wants to know?" "My name is Michael Knight." "Excuse me, I didn't catch your name." "Grant." "This is my building, are you interested in renting?" "Somebody told me that this was a furnished apartment." "Well, someone told you wrong... the furnished apartments are in the other wing." "Well?" "I'll get back to you." "Lobby." "Garage." "Laundry room." "Michael!" "The girl from last night, she's floating in my bathtub!" "She's dead, isn't she, Michael?" "Bonnie, look." "I heard the water running." "She was there, she was right there!" "Michael, am I going crazy?" "No, Bonnie, but somebody sure wants you to think you are." "Take it easy, okay?" "I'm gonna find out who's doing this to you." "I promise you, I'm gonna find out who and why." "Are you all right?" "Your pulse and respiration are racing." "I'm fine." "Just a little too much Halloween in here." "KITT, is this the genuine article?" "A perfect match." "Well, what do you know?" "Looks like we just rented ourselves a gorilla suit." "Oh, good, you found one." "You'll make a great King Kong." "Denise, I need to talk to you." "Well, come on in." "Do you like Brie or Gouda?" "Cut the tap dance, Denise." "You lied to me." "Something wrong?" "Michael?" "Oh, you two know each other?" "Michael, this is Simon." "He and Denise were kind enough... to throw me a "welcome to the building" party." "Nothing fancy." "Cheese, a little Beaujolais." "I thought these two should meet each other." "That's very nice, but I didn't come to party." "Let's get back to the beginning." "You'll never guess where I found this gorilla costume." "Central Costume." "With your name on it." "I took it back today." "I thought I asked you this morning..." "If anybody at the party wore a gorilla suit." "I said no." "I never took that thing out of the closet." "So, you just rented it, brought it home, and then took it back." "That's right." "I changed my mind." "I mean, really, do I look like the gorilla type to you?" "If you didn't wear it, Denise, why'd you have it cleaned before you returned it?" "Now you're hallucinating." "I'm not that conscientious." "For your sake, you better be telling the truth because if I find out that you're not..." "Excuse me, Michael..." "Thank you two, for the party." "And don't mind Michael." "We're just leaving." "Do you really think Denise is involved?" "You don't?" "I don't know, she seems very nice." "Not exactly my image of a murderess." "Yeah well, that's what they said about Lizzie Borden." "Look, I had KITT analyze the suit for foreign matter." "You know, blood, hair..." "And?" "Nothing, but that's probably because it was cleaned." "I could program KITT to analyze the solvent." "It would just take a couple of hours." "I'm way ahead of you." "It's Parkdale Cleaners on Wilson." "We're on our way there now." "How could you trace it so fast?" "I read ticket on hanger." "You going to be okay?" "Yeah, as soon as I can find the right key to this door." "This building has more locks than a Federal Reserve Bank." "See you later." "Got it." "Yeah?" "Knight again." "That's too bad." "That costume's your problem." "Of course I still want the key." "And try not to do anything stupid." "Trunk, por favor." "I hope that monstrosity doesn't shed." "You'll never guess who brought it in, pal." "Norman Baines." "Norman?" "But Michael, how?" "Well, he probably got it out of Denise's closet." "Think about it." "Go anywhere, do anything he wants." "He's got keys to every lock in the building." "Michael, look out." "All right, let's get him." "We can't clear it, Michael, we're too close." "Let's go for it!" "KITT, can you pick him up?" "No, Michael, wherever he is, he's out of scanner range." "Hello, Norman." "What are you doing here?" "How did you get in?" "That's trespassing!" "No, it's not." "It's breaking and entering." "What's in the sack?" "Get out of here!" "The sack, Norman." "What's the knife in the boot for?" "No!" "You did it, didn't you?" "I need a lawyer." "You can't do this if I don't have a lawyer." "Yeah, well, I'm not a cop, and there'll be plenty of time for lawyers." "All right." "I confess." "I knew I shouldn't have done it, but I just couldn't stop myself." "I've been doing it for years." "Pumpkins?" "I always raid a patch the night before Halloween." "Are you going to turn me in?" "No, I just wanna ask you a couple of questions, okay?" "Why don't we just sit down here and have a little talk?" "Norman... did you go to Denise's party in a gorilla suit?" "No, I couldn't make Denise's party." "Then why did you take the gorilla suit to the cleaner's?" "As a favor for Denise." "She offered me five dollars, but..." "I refused it." "Because she's your friend." "Yes, and if you don't believe it, you can just go ask her yourself." "I think I'll do that." "She's not there." "Do you know where she is?" "She's gone away." "Somehow you make that sound so permanent." "No, just until tomorrow." "I know, because she asked me to keep an eye on her place for her." "Another favor, huh?" "Yes." "Thank you." "KITT ran the sedan's plates through the DMV's computer." "Guess what?" "They were stolen." "If we only had a viable suspect." "We do." "Denise Reynolds?" "What could she possibly have against Bonnie?" "When I find her, I'll ask her." "Bonnie, I think for the moment..." "I'm not leaving my apartment, Devon." "That's final." "All right." "Besides, I don't think Denise is strong enough to have overpowered that woman." "Not normally, but under pressure, who knows?" "Come on, let's go back to your place, I want to see if Miss Halloween's home." "Well, hello, there." "Hi." "You don't feel like some tennis, do you?" "Thanks, but I think that'd be pushing it." "I just got stood up." "Denise and I had a date for noon." "She's not in?" "Knowing Denise, she forgot all about it." "You guys, excuse me, huh?" "You can save yourself a trip." "I can use the exercise." "I've been calling you all morning long." "How'd you like to go to a costume party with me tonight?" "I'd love to, but I can't." "My boss is having a Halloween party." "Would you like to take me to my party?" "Now you're talking." "You've got a date." "Okay." "8:00." "And don't be late." "I think Bonnie went to her apartment." "You know, that is one terrific lady." "Bright, funny, great-looking..." "Weak backhand." "All the better." "But let me ask you a question." "About these hallucinations..." "I'm working on it." "I'd hate to see anything happen to her." "You know, sometimes you meet a girl that pushes all the right buttons." "Michael!" "Michael!" "What is it?" "What's wrong?" "I'll call the police." "No, not from here." "Oh, right." "There could be prints." "Who would do something like this?" "When was the last time you saw Denise?" "You don't think that she..." "Let's put it this way." "If they hung people for circumstantial evidence... right now she'd be slowly twisting in the wind." "Bonnie?" "What?" "Here it is." "What's that?" "Proof." "Proof?" "That Bonnie wasn't hallucinating." "It's a hologram projector with a minicassette recorder." "There's your running water." "Thank heavens." "But why?" "To scare her." "To make her think the murder she really saw was something in her head." "Great, now if only we could speak gremlin..." "KITT might." "KITT, see if you can make some sense of this." "Not a very sophisticated code, Michael." "You mean it's just a tape-recorded message backwards?" "Yes." "And when I reverse it... 36 Fairview Road..." "36 Fairview Road..." "Sounds like the place to be." "You coming?" "Try and stop me." "Boy, this place looks really familiar." "Nah." "Somebody has got a real morbid sense of humor." "I wouldn't go that far." "Morbid?" "Sense of humor." "I gotcha." "You wait here." "I'm going to take a look inside." "Right." "Michael!" "What?" "Don't worry, Bonnie." "It's just a..." "It's her." "The girl I saw murdered." "Gas!" "KITT, we need you in here." "It smells like gas, buddy." "I'm on my way, Michael." "KITT, hurry!" "Right away, Michael." "Come on." "It's small consolation... but at least you know now that you were not hallucinating about the murder." "I will never doubt you again." "Poor girl." "Did you know who she was?" "According to the police, her name was Linda Ramsden." "You're not gonna believe this." "According to KITT, her last address was Greenview Terrace, Apartment 212." "That's my apartment." "Yeah, I know." "Which may have explained why your place was ransacked." "Linda must have hidden something in there, something the killer wanted very badly." "The apartment was empty when I moved in, what could it be?" "I don't know." "I was hoping Edward Grant, your landlord, could tell me." "That's a lot for a landlord to know, Michael." "Not when you consider he owns this cozy little hideaway." "It used to belong to his mother." "Wow." "Looks like Mr. Grant's got the Midas touch, huh, pal?" "What are his other holdings?" "A chain of grocery stores... and a company that's a major supplier to the movie industry." "Don't tell me." "Special effects, as in hologram projectors?" "Michael, sometimes I wonder if you really need me." "Are you kidding?" "I couldn't do it without you." "Keep your scanners peeled." "You know, we've got to stop meeting like this." "Well, it's not the impossible dream." "You know, maybe you're right." "Norman told me all about the gorilla suit." "Norman has a big mouth." "Mr. Knight, just what are you doing here?" "Come on, Denise, yesterday it was Michael." "And assuming you don't always pay your rent in person..." "I could ask you the same thing." "She belongs here, Knight." "She's my daughter." "And you haven't any manners." "I never do when it comes to murder." "Honey, will you excuse us?" "This won't take long." "It's a pity." "You had such potential." "Yeah, the story of my life." "Would you like a drink?" "It's not a social call, Grant." "When you reach my position in life... you can afford to mix business with pleasure." "As in the case of Linda Ramsden, huh?" "What about Linda Ramsden?" "Well, she's dead, in case you haven't heard." "I'm sorry to hear that." "Well I got something that's really gonna make your day here." "Guess where we found her body." "Your "guest house" on Fairview Road." "What was it, some kind of winter-spring romance that ended up in blackmail?" "You're pushing me, Knight." "I got it." "She was getting very greedy, and threatened to tell your wife." "Leave my wife out of this." "What did Linda hide in Bonnie's apartment?" "Photographs, letters, tapes?" "What did you want so badly that you murdered Linda for it?" "She was bleeding me dry, that little tramp!" "Taking money that belonged to my family, my children." "But I didn't kill her... and you can't prove that I did, now get out of here!" "You know, some of your illusions are a lot more convincing than you are." "But I got some special effects of my own." "Like making you disappear for 20 years, man." "Will you excuse me?" "Miss Scarlett, how very kind of you to come." "Whatever else is a lady to do when one receives an invitation from Louis XVI?" "Louis XIV, Bonnie." "Louis XVI was beheaded... for what they said was his tyrannical treatment of his subjects... his insensitivities toward his fellow men... his blind arrogance, his..." "And this must be the young man I've heard so much about." "Simon." "Simon left a message on my service saying he couldn't make it." "Something about business." "So, I brought Norman Baines." "How very nice." "Nice to meet you, Norman." "Enjoy yourselves." "Is Michael here yet?" "No, not yet, but I'm sure he's on his way." "Michael, I thought Rhett Butler... was supposed to be dashing and carefree." "You're acting like Hamlet." "KITT, I know how important this party is to Devon... but I can't stop thinking about the case." "I'm sure it's just a matter of time... before you get the evidence you need to put Grant away." "That's just it, pal." "As much as I don't like the guy, I'm not convinced he's guilty, either." "He did have a motive..." "Yeah, and a lot more imagination... than to bury the body in the house he owns and then lead us right to it." "Give me what you got on Grant's personal history, will you?" "Coming right up, Michael." ""Born Edward Joseph Grant, 1924..." ""married 1950, one child, Denise. "" "One child?" "That's strange, he talked about children." "There's got to be another somewhere." "Michael, you're right." "There was another child by a first marriage, a son." "Between stints in the family business... he's been in and out of mental institutions." "What's his name, KITT?" "Oh, no." "I'm afraid so, Michael." "See if you can reach Devon." "We've got to get to Bonnie before it's too late." "Norman, I'm sure no one would mind... if you took your mask off just to drink your champagne." "It's quite all right, Bonnie, I've been practicing for this all year." "You all right, Norman?" "Yes, if I could maybe just rest a minute." "Come on, there's a couch in the hallway." "You can lie down here." "Is something wrong, Norman?" "Norman..." "What is it?" "Norman!" "Norman!" "Devon, I've been trying to reach you." "Nothing came over the remote communication system." "Have you seen Bonnie?" "Yes, she was over there." "We've got to find her." "I don't want to hurt you, Bonnie." "I just think you're so nice, and you're so beautiful, Bonnie." "Hello, Bonnie." "Simon." "I hope I didn't frighten you." "What are you doing in here?" "I thought you were tied up with business." "The remote communication system is in here, Bonnie... and my business... is you." "What are you talking about?" "I don't understand." "Is this some sort of a Halloween joke?" "You think I risked all this for a joke?" "No, Bonnie, I want that key." "What key?" "What are you talking about?" "Norman!" "Where's Bonnie?" "I didn't hurt her." "I just wanted to tell her how much I liked her." "For heaven's sake, man, where is she?" "She locked herself in one of those rooms down that hallway." "My office." "This is what it's all about, Bonnie." "The key to Linda's safety deposit box." "It contains a very revealing videotape." "Linda's key..." "You killed her!" "I had to." "And now I have to kill you, too." "It was the money, wasn't it?" "Every month seeing a little bit more of your inheritance... going to your father's mistress." "That money was mine." "And you saw a way to get it all, huh?" "Kill the mistress and frame your father for murder." "He should have retired a long time ago." "That business should be mine!" "I suppose Denise was next, huh?" "I wonder how you planned to get rid of her." "Your wondering days are over, Knight." "Let's go." "KITT, pick me up outside Devon's office." "Where is he, KITT?" "He's headed south on Jefferson." "I want that guy." "See?" "Fake city." "I can't believe we paid for this." "Barry!" "There he is, KITT!" "Michael, those cars are blocking our way." "He's a murderer." "I'm not gonna lose him now." "Not now, Barry, here comes the good part." "Now that's gnarly!" "Show's over, Simon." "Way to go, Rhett!" "Hey, Rhett!" "Glad you guys could make it." "Bonnie, are you sure you want company so soon?" "After all, you've hardly had time to settle in." "Company is exactly what I want." "In fact, I've even invited one of my neighbors for you to meet, Michael." "Uh-oh." "Jean." "Jean?" "What ever happened to Esmeralda?" "That was just for Halloween." "You didn't really believe all that nonsense about my being a witch, did you?" "You being a witch?" "Come on, you gotta be kidding." "Not for a minute." "Shall we go upstairs?" "Yes." "I'm looking forward to seeing your apartment." "What's in the pot?" "Well?" "Michael, you don't want to know." "Keep an eye out for newts, will you, pal?" "Michael."