Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

was carrying when he got on the airplane.
There's no way in.
I'll tell you something, Mother.
Well, stop believing in miracles...
Did you pick up anything?
Make that three root beers.
A door on the south wall. Dead center.
(KITT) Michael, I've traced that call...
I'll pick you up downstairs.
Here comes Mother Earth.
We'll have a couple of martinis.
You see, I'm the only duly-sworn officer in these here territory...
(KITT) Michael?
Then consider the enormity of the fact...
I've got some very special friends...
Say, "Goodbye KITT." Goodbye, KITT.
Zurich has just announced he's going to execute the first hostage.
This computer's taken it out of our hands.
(mechanical voice) Warning. Countdown started.
It's impossible.
What's our ETA for touchdown?
The past six days.
Miss Foundation for Law and Government...
Let him come. Let him commit suicide.
[whispering] Don't try anything fancy, sweetheart.
I'm well over 70 years old...
Give me a visual of this year's electronic toy cars.
In case of evacuation, the device was supposed to guarantee...
Okay, pal, let's shake them up.
No time, anyway.
Your only chance is to fly out of here with me.
He calls them "political prisoners."
There he is.
This is your bag coming through? Uh-huh.
[birds chirping]
No access.
The entire field is ringed with land mines.
I also chose to.
I'm sorry, but I think the gin is already bruised.
two lumps this time, would you, please?
I decide who runs the country!
He knows we're here, Devon.
Bad news.