Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I killed John, just as sure as if I shot him.
[car engines revving]
Must I?
Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks.
well, like a family affair, huh, Lenie?
Lend me Michael.
Nice going, son. That's good.
Let's bring him in. Let's bring him in.
Come on, KITT, they got everything.
Granted, it seems unlikely, Bonnie.
I'll run a scan during the pace lap.
This car of yours...
Well, they've moved on to the next race.
the Palmerston affair.
Speaking of quiet, I think we're more likely to fall into some useful information...
Afternoon, Wayne.
We got a fix on the killer.
She's real persuasive, Mr. Altfield, but...
Ball joints?
and needs additional rpm's on the downsweep.
And the traditional laurel wreath. Thank you very much.
(man on P.A.) Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the 20th annual running...
Driving was his life.
There's a special reception for owners and drivers...
Is there anything else you'd like me to install?
My.
That could take a while.
Well...
I'll show it to you right after I complete the lap...
131.5.
(male narrator) Knight Rider...
Don't put it on that basis, Steve. Please.
And I think it's just about time...
Hey, nobody's grabbing anybody, Steve.
He's going to a barbecue.
We could blow the grandstand if I do. Where's the bomb planted?