Knight
Rider 2000
Police
KITT
Written by
Scott Kirkessner
Based upon KNIGHT RIDER
Created by
Glen A. Larson
Original KNIGHT RIDER 2000 Concept by
Rob Hedden
New concept by
Scott Kirkessner
After a SWAT
Team invasion and capture ends in disaster due to a leak in the Phoenix Police
Department, Shawn McCormick and her partner KITT are sent in undercover to
investigate.
Rated PG-13
for strong violent content and profanity.
June
1, 2000
Chop
Shop
2047
Hrs
Location:
Downtown Phoenix, Arizona
The
Swat team had the Chop Shop surrounded.
Some members moved to have a clear shot of the doors. They armed their guns. Other members moved to the commander at the
main door. The commander had a
bomb. He set it on the door. The team moved away and the door blew off.
The
team stormed into the shop with guns armed and drawn. It was empty.
“What
the hell?” said the commander.
All
of a sudden, a bunch of men popped up from hiding places. They were all armed with semi-automatic
guns.
“MOVE
OUT!” the commander yelled. The Swat
team scattered as a rash of semi-automatic gunfire flew throughout the Chop
Shop. The members outside ran into the
building. One man, badly wounded, made
it outside and collapsed onto the ground.
The rest of the team were dead in minutes.
June
2, 2000
Knight
Air Transport
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Location:
75 miles North East of Phoenix, Arizona
Shawn
McCormick was in the garage, watching Kevin Williams make some adjustments to
KITT.
Kevin
slid out from under the car. “Okay,
most adjustments are done. KITT’s
hydrofoil can permit him to go faster in water. Also, it’s been adapted to travel in anything, in liquid form of
course.”
“Sounds
good. What else?” Shawn asked.
“His
High Traction Drop-Downs have more capability to go over rough terrain.” He wiped his forehead. I’ve installed new rocket boosters that can
get KITT’s top speed up to 500 miles per hour.
Also, tell me, what have you been doing to him!? Some of his circuit boards were either fried
or screwed.”
“What
can I say, Kevin? I’ve been keeping him
busy.”
“Busy
is right, Shawn.” KITT said.
“Is
it really that bad KITT?” Shawn asked.
Kevin
spoke up. “KITT really hasn’t been the
same after the ordeal with Goliath. Bonnie
and I patched him together quickly so you could work again, but I’ve been
working the past weeks to get him at top efficiency.”
“So
he’s okay, right?”
“He
will be. His systems are working at
98.52335 percent.” Kevin said looking at a readout.
“Good
work.” Shawn said. She saw Russell
Maddock walk in. “Hey, Russ. What’s up?”
“I
got a phone call from a friend of mine’s wife.
Her husband’s a member of the Swat team here in Phoenix. Last night, during a raid, the team that he
was serving in got ambushed. Except for
him, they were all killed. He’s in
pretty bad shape. His name is Mike
Casdi. I want you and KITT to
investigate this. Both of you are going
undercover in the Phoenix Police Department.
You have to find the leak, before any more cops are killed.”
“Both
of us?” Shawn asked.
“KITT
will be retrofitted with a custom body that matches the police units of the
department.” Kevin said.
“You
got it.” Shawn said.
“Attention
all Foundation personnel. We will be
making our decent at Phoenix Sky Harbor International Airport in about 15
minutes. Prepare for landing.”
The
garage crew scrambled to put up any tools and other loose objects. Kevin and Shawn made sure KITT was
anchored. The garage crew found their
way to their seats and strapped themselves in.
Kevin, Shawn, and Maddock got inside KITT.
The
plane landed and taxied to an out of the way part of the airport. Maddock and Kevin got out of KITT.
“KITT,
release docking clamps.” Shawn said.
“Docking
clamps released.” KITT said.
“Open
garage door.”
“Garage
door opened.”
“Let’s
go.” said Shawn as she sped out of the plane.
Chop
Shop
0945
Hrs
Shawn
pulled up to the crime scene, but nobody would let her in. “God, they have this place sealed tight.”
she said.
“25
cops were killed here last night, Shawn.” KITT said.
“I
know, KITT. Swing back to the plane and
pick up Kevin. I think we need to ask
Mike Casdi some questions.”
“If
he’s still alive.” KITT said.
“I
hope so. He may be our only help in
this case.”
St.
Joseph’s Hospital
1046
Hrs
Kevin
walked into the ICU of the hospital.
Shawn waited outside in KITT.
Kevin
walked up to Mike’s bed. “Michael
Casdi?”
Mike
moaned. “Wh- who are you?”
“I’m
Kevin Williams from the Knight Foundation.
We’re investigating the ambush that happened last night.”
“Chop
shop...ambush...leak. I... I made it.”
“Take
your time. Do you have any clue who the
leak is?”
“No.”
“Okay,
thank you. Rest now.” Kevin said. He walked out.
An
orderly, who was eavesdropping, walked over to Mike’s bed and stared into his
eyes. Mike stuttered some words.
The
orderly took out a syringe and stuck it into Mike’s IV. He walked out.
Mike
groaned and shook with pain as the poison worked through his body. He went into a seizure. The machines connected to him began to beep.
Shawn
walked into the lobby. Kevin walked up
to her.
“Anything?”
Shawn asked.
“Not
much. I’m surprised that he is still
alive-” he was cut off by a loud alarm.
“Code
blue- ICU. Repeat, code blue- ICU.”
Kevin
and Shawn ran into the ICU to see a huddle of hospital personal surrounding
Mike.
“He’s
flatlined.” said a nurse.
“Defib!”
barked a doctor.
The
nurse grabbed the defibrillators and rubbed them together. She handed them to the doctor. “CLEAR!” she yelled.
“CLEAR!”
repeated the other people.
The
doctor pressed the defibrillators hard against Mike’s chest. His body shook as the strong electrical
charge ran through his body. His heart
began to beat again. But Mike abruptly
went into a seizure.
“He’s
seizing!” the nurse said.
“Get
me 20cc’s of Anthropene.” the doctor ordered.
The
same orderly who poisoned Mike, handed the doctor a needle filled with
poison. The doctor quickly stuck it in
Mike. His heart stopped again.
“Defib
again!” the doctor barked. “Clear!” she
yelled. Mike was flatline still.
“Let’s
shock the flatline again and quit.” the doctor said.
“Okay,
everybody, clear!” the nurse ordered.
Mike
was shocked again, but was still flatline.
“Okay,
let’s call it,” the doctor said.
“What’s the time?”
“1105
Hrs.” the nurse replied. She turned off
all the machines and covered Mike’s body.
“Oh
shit.” Kevin said.
“What?”
asked Shawn.
“Mike
Casdi was the only person who could give us an account of what happened. And now he’s dead. There goes our goddamn case.”
“You
don’t think he died naturally?” Shawn asked.
“Do
you? Think about it.”
“He
was murdered?”
“Exactly
what I’m thinking.” Kevin said. “I
think we’re getting way over our heads on this one.”
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“You
think he was WHAT?!” yelled Maddock.
“Murdered,
sir.” Kevin said. “We’re not sure how.”
“Okay,
so what do we do about it?”
“Get
the medical examiner to do an autopsy.” Shawn said.
“The
man is 45 minutes dead. You want me to
go to his wife and ask her that?”
“She
has been told, hasn’t she?” Shawn asked.
“Yea. But 40 minutes ago.” Maddock said.
“Russ,
we need that autopsy done. Excrement
systems still perform in the body for about a day after death. We don’t have much time.”
Maddock
nodded and walked out of the plane towards the airport terminal.
Residence
of Laura Casdi
1231
Hrs
Maddock
pulled up in a rental car. He got out
and walked to the door. He rang the
doorbell.
Laura
Casdi opened the door. She had tear
streaks running down her face.
“Russell. Come in, please.”
Maddock
hugged Laura. “I’m so sorry about
Mike.”
“Thanks,”
Laura said, still sobbing, she picked up a picture of him. “He was one in a million.”
“Laura,
the Knight Foundation is speculating with Mike’s death. We.. we don’t think it was natural.” Maddock
said.
“You
mean he might have been murdered?!” Laura said.
“It’s
just a theory, Laura. We need to do an
autopsy.”
“What? Oh.
Yes, do what you need to do. I’m
sure Mike would have wanted it.”
“Thank
you, Laura.” He began to walk out. He turned around. “Laura, the Knight Foundation will cover all of Mike’s hospital
and funeral expenses.”
“Russell. You don’t need to do that, please.” Laura
said with tears running down her eyes.”
“I
want to, Laura. Mike was my
friend. I want to help.”
“Thank
you.”
“Sure,
no problem. And I will promise you
this, I will find this out.” He walked
out and over to his car. He got in. He called Shawn on the satellite phone. “Shawn?
Call the medical examiner.”
June
3, 2000
Knight
Air Transport
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Hrs
Kevin
walked into the garage. “I have the
autopsy report.” he said.
Shawn
walked over. “What does it say?”
“His
death was nowhere near natural. The
autopsy shows a chemical in his bloodstream.
It’s drain cleaner!”
“What?!”
Maddock asked.
“Drain-cleaner,
sir.” Kevin repeated.
Maddock
looked around the room. It began to
spin. “We have to stop this.” he
said. “Kevin, is the new body ready?”
“Yes,
finally” Shawn said. She walked over to
a tarpaulin and grabbed an end. Kevin
grabbed another and they pulled it off.
“Ta-da!”
KITT said. KITT was transformed into a
blue and white Camaro that matched the other cars of the Phoenix Police
Department.
“Great
job.” Maddock said. He walked around to
the front. “What about this?” he asked,
pointing to KITT’s scanner.
“Since
it’s red, it might get people to pull over more.” Kevin joked.
“Great
job, Kevin.” Shawn said. She turned to
Maddock. “I’ll report in six hours.”
she said.
Phoenix
Police Department
1651
Hrs
Shawn
parked KITT around the corner and walked to the precinct. KITT, drove himself to the police lot.
Shawn
walked up to the desk.
“Can
I help you?” the desk officer asked.
“Yes,
I’m Shawn McCormick. I’m transferring
in from Seattle PD.”
“Okay,
go see the Commish. He’s on the top
floor, last door on your right.”
Shawn
followed the officer’s instructions entered a room. She walked over to the secretary. “I have transfer papers for the commissioner.” she said.
“Go
on in.” the secretary replied.
Shawn
walked into the commissioner’s office.
She handed him papers. “Shawn
McCormick, sir. Transferring in from
Seattle Metro.”
“Thank
you, officer. I’m Commissioner Walter
Nelson, nice to have you aboard with us.”
“Thank
you, sir.” Shawn said.
He
punched some keys on his computer. He
printed out something. “Here is a slip
to requisition a uniform, piece, and vehicle.
Time for a tour.” he said.
A
few minutes alter, they arrived at the lot.
“...and
this is ‘the lot.’ All the units for
this precinct are housed here. Now, we
don’t have a unit for you right now, but-” he looked over at a new car. “Well, I guess there is. Although, I have no clue where this came
from. Anyway, our lot manager handles
the rest. The keys are inside. We’re gonna assign you a probation officer,
he needs to learn the ropes. He’ll be
with you in a few.”
“Thanks,
commissioner.” Shawn said. She got inside
KITT. She exhaled hard. “Does that man ever shut up?!” she asked
KITT. “KITT, print out my beat for
today.”
“Sure
thing, Shawn.” KITT said as Shawn’s beat printed.
A
man walked up to Shawn’s car.
“You
Shawn McCormick?” he asked.
“Yea.”
The
man got in. “I’m Jason West, probation
officer.”
“Nice
to meet you, Jason.” Shawn said. “Let’s
get started.” Shawn said as she pulled out of the lot.
June
4, 2000
0500
Hrs
Shawn’s
alarm clock woke her up and she quickly got out of bed and changed into he
police uniform. She went down to the
galley for a quick breakfast.
When
she walked into the garage, she noticed the Knight 4000 wasn’t there. Neither was Kevin. She thought nothing of it, and walked towards the terminal
parking lot to get her rental car.
1416
Hrs
Shawn
turned up the radio to hear an incoming call for her.
“Attention
all units in the vicinity of 7th Street and Van Buren. Robbery reported at First National
Bank. Handle code three.”
Shawn
pressed a button and turned on the sirens.
Jason
grabbed the radio. “This is Unit 22, we
are red and en-route to the bank.”
“Copy
that, 22. Proceed with extreme
caution.”
Shawn
screeched to a halt in front of the bank.
She got out and crouched behind the car. Jason ran around to where she was. “Jason, go down that alley and find an entrance.”
Jason
ran down the alley.
“KITT,
give me a look inside the bank.”
“Right
away, Shawn.” An image popped up on KITT’s monitor. “I am detecting one inert human male, four armed men, and ten
hostages.”
“Okay,
KITT. I’m going in. Cover me.”
Jason
came back. “There’s a side exit. Nobody’s watching it.”
“Okay,
when backup arrives, tell them to take position around the front door and side
exit.”
“You’re
going in?!”
“Yes
I am. Don’t worry.”
“Be
careful, McCormick.” Jason said.
“I
intend to.” Shawn said as she took out her gun and ran to the side door. She walked in quietly.
Outside,
two units arrived. Jason walked up to
them. “McCormick’s inside. She said to take position at a side door
over there and around the front.”
Shawn
was standing at the door and she saw two officers run up. “Wait for my signal.” she said.
Jason
walked over across the street and into another building. He took out his flashlight and aimed it
towards the bank.
A
robber walked over to the leader. “Hey
man,” he pointed towards the building, “that’s the signal.”
The
leader squinted out the window. “It’s
Morse code,” he said. “Three cops in
the back.” he read. He turned to two
men. “Kill them.”
Shawn
brought the two cops inside and ahead of her.
KITT called her on her comm-link.
“Shawn, a Morse code message was transmitted to the bank which
originated across the street.”
“Who
was it?”
“I
don’t know, I was scanning the bank at the time. The robbers know your position, Shawn! Get out of there!”
Shawn
was about to signal the cops back, but gunfire came from around the corner.
KITT’s
engine roared to life and he sped through the front doors of the bank. The hostages ran quickly out of the bank.
“We’re
not done yet!” the leader said. He took
out a detonator.
“Shit! This place is wired!” a cop yelled.
“Get
in the car now!” Shawn yelled. Shawn
and the two cops piled inside of KITT as the leader pressed the detonator
button.
Jason
looked over and saw the bank explode.
He saw the police car emerge from the flaming building. He walked over to it and helped the wounded
officers out.
1725
Hrs
After
Jason left for the day, Shawn was doing some work inside KITT.
“Shawn,
I think I know who sent that Morse-code message that gave you away.”
“Who?!”
“While
I was scanning the bank, I had track of every person at the scene, even the
hostages, but I did lose track of one person.
It was Jason, Shawn.”
“Oh
no.” Shawn said. “We should follow
him.”
“Shawn,
be careful.” Kevin said.
Shawn
followed Jason. He was walking around
the precinct. He went to a payphone.
Shawn
spoke into her comm-link. “KITT, Jason
walked up to a phone. I need to hear
his conversation.”
“I’ve
tapped in, Shawn. Transmitting...” KITT
said.
“...I
don’t know, sir. I transmitted that
signal over to the bank. They were
gonna kill those cops, but that new car that Washington wanted us to try out
stopped them. What’s next?”
A
disguised voice spoke up. “A stakeout
is planned for tomorrow. You and your
partner will be sent to it along with other units. Try to kill her in the cross-fire.”
“You
got it.” Jason said. He hung up the
phone and walked off.
Shawn
came around the corner. “KITT, were was
that call transmitted to?”
“I
do not know, Shawn, the lines are scrambled.” KITT reported.
“Okay. We got what we needed. I’m gonna go talk to Commissioner
Nelson.” She walked into his
office. “Sir, I think we have a
problem.”
“What?”
Commissioner Nelson asked.
“There’s
a leak in the department, and I know who it is.”
“What?! Who is it?!”
“It’s
my partner, Jason West.”
“Officer,
I think you are making a big mistake.”
“No,
sir” Shawn said, “I listened on a phone call.
He took orders from an unidentified man. I’m not who you think I am, sir.
I am with the Foundation for Law and Government, a division of the
Knight Foundation. I was assigned to
work covert to stop the leak.”
“No,
Shawn you don’t seem to understand.
What I’m saying is, Jason West, takes his orders from me.” He said as he
reached for a gun.
“What?!”
“Sorry,
Shawn, but it seems you made a mistake.
Jason West is my errand boy.” He pulled out his gun and aimed it at
Shawn. “Wrong person to tell,
McCormick.”
Shawn
swallowed hardly in her throat.
“Walk
calmly down the hall. This gun is real
and loaded. Don’t try to pull any
shit. Move.”
Shawn
opened the Commissioner’s door and walked down the hall. She got up to the elevator and began to
press the button.
“No,”
the Commissioner said, “stairs.”
Shawn
nodded and walked slowly down the stairs.
They got into the rear parking lot in an alley behind the building.
The
Commissioner took out his gun and pushed Shawn over towards a Lincoln. “Get in and drive.” he said.
Shawn
got in the driver’s side.
Commissioner
Nelson got into the passenger side and handed Shawn the keys. Shawn started the engine and drove off.
“Head
towards the airport, executive terminal.”
KITT
heard every word of their conversation.
He started to follow them. He
contacted Maddock and Kevin. “Kevin,
Mr. Maddock, Shawn was kidnapped by Commissioner Nelson! He’s the leak!”
Kevin
looked at Maddock with wide eyes. “Oh
shit.” he said.
“Where
are they headed, KITT?”
“They’re
headed towards the airport, to the executive terminal.” KITT said.
“Great
job, KITT,” Maddock said, “we’ll meet you there.”
Kevin
walked over to Maddock. “We’re right
near the executive terminal.”
“Good,
let’s go, they should be here soon.” Maddock said.
Shawn
looked in her rear-view mirror and saw KITT, turn down a street. She bought him some time and missed the turn
to the airport.
“Hey
you missed the damn turn!” Nelson yelled.
“Whoops.”
Shawn said.
Nelson
held the gun at the back of Shawn’s head.
“Relax
officer, you’re off duty now....” Shawn heard in her mind.
“Don’t
mess around, McCormick. Turn down this
street and don’t pull anything.” He said.
Inside
Shawn’s mind, she saw Watts pulling the trigger of a gun.
KITT
sped up towards Kevin and Maddock.
Kevin hopped into the passenger side, and Maddock got into the driver’s
side. “KITT, how far away are they?”
Maddock asked.
“About
a minute away.” KITT said.
“Okay,
scan for them,” Maddock said, “I want to know the exact second they enter the
terminal.”
“They
just did.” KITT said.
“Where
are they?” Kevin asked.
“They’re
headed towards a jet lot. They’re
probably headed towards the Commissioner’s plane.” KITT deduced.
Maddock floored it.