Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No, I did. Why?

It's a tough world out there, Devon.

Good luck, kid.

I want that show closed down for keeps.

Well, that depends on exactly how badly he wants to buy me off.

No, not quietly. Noisy. Big and noisy.

- Listen. You hang in here for a minute and I'll check it out with my dad, okay? - Okay.

You know, for a collection of microprocessors, you're awfully touchy.

Yeah, but, Sammy, if you sold out... I mean, after all, this place has gotta be worth a chunk of money.

and of course, you're quite right.

You know, for a guy who never drove professionally before, you're incredible.

How he managed to get himself elected in the first place...

Twelve years ago, a fellow named Sammy Phillips bought a racetrack.

Well, I'm holding out for a one-on-one with the top dog, Mr. Blake himself.

but Slammin' Sammy is now about to show you something you've never seen before...

[Man] Nicejob, Gordon.

You sure you're doing only 55?

With Sammy out of action, we oughta be able to take him over in about three more weeks.

Mark. Yeah, Dad.

If I'm as valuable an asset as you say I am, I don't deal below top dog.

but it seems a somewhat pointless and rather dangerous activity.

What'll it take to make you happy, Knight?

How would you like to be making, say, 50 times what you're making right now?

Kid, I'll level with you. Without the blind finish, the act is nowhere.

I'm really glad you told me about those new additions to KITT.

It's never been done before.

No, the blind bit's the only thing keeping us in business...

and that's completely outside the scope of any known system of logic.