Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, what about Millie's chili?

I'll keep you posted.

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

[elevator whirring]

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

You killed my husband.

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

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

Something sure felt very wrong back there.

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

Are you expecting anyone?

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

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

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

KITT, you all right?

[metallic clattering]

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

It'll help how I feel inside.

Michael, this man, Soltis...

The trunk wiring will be starting then.

Take me up. Take me up.

I didn't get them.

We have a warrant to search the premises...

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

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

Give him the works. Right away, Michael.

Prove him guilty, Barnes.

Hey. Hey, guys!

Devon, you don't understand.

Mrs. Morgan, Lt. Rayford, PD.

Are you with the police? No.

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

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

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

And then they killed him.

Come back after the weekend.

I'm with a private organization...

Barnes, our work is finished here.

Well, you look great in cement.

Hired by Macroplex straight out of Caltech...

[camera clicks]

I'm scanning for him now.