Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

to read a 25 cent paper, you could at least read the front page.
Where she was going?
[birds chirping]
on a crusade to champion the cause of the innocent...
[tires screeching]
(KITT) Michael, did you know that on third down...
[Diane screaming]
That help any? You know it.
Banzai racing's illegal.
Michael, what's this I hear about KITT playing football?
No, sir. I wish I did. I know I would like to help.
You just take care of his car.
Bonnie, it was the only way. Losing him in a race?
Michael, I've got the trace on that club logo.
[men chattering]
You bet that's who I'm talking about!
Just so you save one of them for me.
(Taylor) I'll give him credit for one thing...
Working together!
I really don't enjoy this game.
who like to push it to the limit, huh?
What was his name? Michael Long.
Way to go out there, kid. You look all pro. Take a shower.
Tell that to Stacy's father. Why didn't you say he was a cop?
See you around. Yeah.
Are you sitting down? How much do you want?
This is Plan B.
Oh, well, I sure hope there's a cure.
My watch commander and my old partner, Michael Long.
Yes. Hi, my name is Michael Knight.
I'll tell you what.
I'm also pretty busy. I've got my boys to think about.
And so if this Knight come around again...
ls she alive? Oh, my God. What if she dies?
all the people who work for me to give 110%% loyalty all the time.
You got the guts for that?
[humming]
Yeah, I'm sure!
I gotta get him out, KITT. That nitro could blow any second.
Twenty-two men in mock war regalia...
I'll meet you at the track. No track. Streets.
Michael, if you're going to use a multi-million dollar system...
[woman chattering on PA system]
[sighing]
Now all confessing is going to do is drastically lower both our lifestyles.