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You got it.
What's that got to do with us?
What about my job? My life?
(KITT) Careful, Michael, it's very delicate.
(Devon) You were right, Michael.
(Michael) KITT, get in here. Gonna have to drop.
Maybe they haven't spotted it yet.
Kevin really liked you.
I think I'll make it now.
[police radio chattering]
No, no, no, no, hold off.
I don't like it.
Oh, c'mon, it's the pits.
I still hold an ace. I got that picture of Soltis.
3.2 tons per square inch, to be exact.
Am I interrupting something?
Wait a minute.
Michael, what on earth is going on here?
No.
I might ask you the same thing. It's very late.
What do you want to talk about?
Looks like our problem has come to us.
[grunting]
School got out an hour ago, and I've been in class every day.
She's always griping about me watching too much TV.
but when that voltage reaches 400, we'd better be long gone.
Well, for starters, its casing.
That's your problem.
That's the best thanks I could have.
One more question, and I'll leave you alone.
Now, I need your help, even if what I find out isn't what you want to hear.
lnsurance.
(KITT) You've got it, Billy. Simple physics.
into the dangerous world of a man...
Exposing it to an electrical charge exceeding 400 volts would do it, Michael.
[birds chirping]
the possibilities are devastating.
this is Michael Knight.