Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Julian, I gotta bring you in. [Engine Starting]
- She's an instructor at the tennis club. - I'll relay the message at once.
What am I supposed to do with it? Here, I'll show you.
Whoo! She's really putting on a show out there.
[Breathing Heavily]
There's nobody driving that... Did you see that?
Yes. As a matter of fact, I do.
No, thank you, KITT. You know how low my resistance is.
That's your opinion. I happen to believe otherwise.
Well, maybe that's why he started acting so strangely.
I believe we spoke on the telephone earlier.
If I did, why should I tell you? This is my case.
The source code for our hottest new game disappeared last night.
All you had to do was nab him, and we'd still have the program.
a rather colorful background.
You know, sometimes I wish I still ran this company out of my garage.
You're welcome. Good night, Mr. Stevens.
- Assault you? - Be careful, Officer. I think he's dangerous.
You better do what he says.
All right. Where can I meet you?
I was so sure all that was going on...
[Alarm Sounding]
- Are you all right? - No. Yeah, I'm fine.
Two voices?
Great.
and since that fact is so easy to bring to the attention of the police...
- Care to play, Michael? - Hey, Devon, wanna play?
[Julian] You've gotta believe me. I didn't kill her. I swear.!
[Connie] No, something's happened. It has to be tonight.
[Devon] Well, your friend Miss Chasen has, shall we say,
No, I'm not. Come on.
Tennis? Oh. No. I was thinking about taking lessons.
What the...
Looks likeJulian had his hand in the cookie jar again, huh?
Um, can't it wait till the end of the week?
You're right. I've gotta start working...
But once I got right about here, it was all over.
I'm an eternal optimist, KITT.
It's very important that I find your husband.