Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It'll help how I feel inside.

I'm with a private organization...

[elevator whirring]

Michael, this man, Soltis...

Devon, you don't understand.

We have a warrant to search the premises...

Whoa! So the reverse rotation on the cue ball exceeds the forward velocity...

Well, that's fine by me. Of course...

Something sure felt very wrong back there.

So, they restored all of his insurance money, and his benefits.

Hired by Macroplex straight out of Caltech...

[camera clicks]

KITT, that lady was telling the truth. Call Devon.

Take me up. Take me up.

He's a nice guy. We had him over...

I'm no good at this, and I don't like it...

Well, you look great in cement.

Give him the works. Right away, Michael.

I didn't get them.

You could tap a phone or a computer bank without a trace.

Hey. Hey, guys!

And then they killed him.

Everything went up. The plans, the equipment, the people.

And show her the pictures. He'll just be a moment.

Are you expecting anyone?

[metallic clattering]

Prove him guilty, Barnes.

The trunk wiring will be starting then.

We'll never get the smell out of the upholstery.

I'm scanning for him now.

Come back after the weekend.

(KITT) You're showing signs of distress, Michael.

You killed my husband.

I'll keep you posted.

(KITT) This is the school where Janet Morgan teaches, Michael.

Are you with the police? No.

Barnes, our work is finished here.

Mrs. Morgan, Lt. Rayford, PD.

Oh, what about Millie's chili?

And show me where you'd plant the bugs...

But I can't do that if I'm worrying about you.

KITT, you all right?