Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Access accepted.

[Bonnie laughing]

It's my first date.

Good. Oh, and Devon...

Will it be three weeks or four weeks this year?

Scan the hangar!

We could talk about your summer plans for us in the Hamptons?

Only a select group of men knew about it.

All right, give it a little power boost.

We've gotta stop that computer.

Let's get back to Cactus immediately.

Don't let him do it.

Charles Zurich, age 49.

Don't worry, kid, your time will come.

Did you get an ID?

A call went out from the drive-in to a town in Arizona called Cactus.

[people exclaiming]

(man) That's it, the guy in the black T-top.

Maybe I should have taken the train.

Sir, you are out of line.

I'm gonna check it out.

I've got some important information for Zurich.

The only operative phone in the immediate area...

It's become your death warrant.

(KITT) We're locked into auto-pilot.

Good. Now put that into your directional memory bank...

in contact with a hard, smooth surface.

All right, KITT, access any and all synonyms of sleep.

KITT, I want you to check on every source you can.

Not a political bone in their bodies.

But you were the programmer.

Then we will hear from them.

There isn't time.

would indicate government restricted areas.

to cut through the maze of security clearances.

All right, pal, Super Pursuit Mode.

Stir, don't shake. We don't wanna bruise the gin.

KITT, meet me at the back of the terminal.

Please, do what you're told.

(KITT) Oh, Michael, my fear of flying...

This key here is the secret.

My demands are simple.