Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

There is no price on my reputation.

(Devon) Michael...

Whether you like it or not, you're a hero.

I'm going to help you kick Grebs off your back.

You ought to teach it better manners.

Dancers pirouette on their toes to the strains of violins and flutes.

Every day over lunch, for years, we played. The man is dead.

[people chattering]

You okay? Sure.

I haven't heard that line since I left New York.

on a crusade to champion the cause of the innocent...

I just paid off the debt from DebJo Fashions.

The similarity of hockey and a war between various caveman tribes...

I've been broke before, you know.

otherwise, you look like an outpatient.

(KITT) Very well, but, Michael...

Enormously well-organized and absolutely deadly.

I've even put up with Debra playing showroom chic...

Right, and by the time we get through discussing procedure here...

Michael Knight, a young loner...

you have an emergency call from Joan.

And I don't need anyone to interpret my statements, thank you very much.