Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Looks like they're really wide.

Oh, now, that's quite a boast, Mr. Knight.

I don't need any help.

We're gonna win the Super Bowl this year.

[brakes screeching]

(Michael) $50,000.

Okay, wise guy. Lay a little world, national, and local on me.

Michael, the target is in range.

(KITT) According to Coach Berchuk...

All right. Yesterday you said...

(male narrator) Knight Rider...

I'll take real good care of it.

[tires screeching]

[women chattering on P.A. system]

That car isn't fit to shine my bumpers.

Side. Right. Left.

lf you care, then tell me.

you don't have the guts to go one-on-one, do you?

By the way, I've got a little present for you.

[brakes screech]

It's not a game, pal, it's showtime.

(Devon) Michael.

I figured that would lead us to where Taylor is keeping the Dagger DX.

[car tires screeching]

I was beginning to think it only existed in your dreams.

KITT, can you read me?

We hadn't even ordered dinner.

Now, you think I got all this by not taking care of little details?

37, wing right, left.

Mark, Stacy's on the critical list.

Every time Berchuk toots his horn, his team loses.