Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'll explain later, but I got Marty Keene and all the books from Falcon Enterprises.
Uh, I guess I was a little rough on you, huh?
but I don't think Mr. Farlan would let me go with you.
- What is all this stuff? - It's a computer, Marty.
[Sighs] Well, there goes our case, right down the toilet.
Why? I'm just trying to keep an innocent lady out of jail.
Well, I talked to this guy named Marty.
Cheryl's trial starts tomorrow morning. But that's illegal.
- I said I don't know 'im. - Well, that's too bad.
as you know, I've been working here for some time, Mr. Farlan,
[Tires Screeching]
Perhaps we're barking up the wrong tree, as they say.
What do you mean? I'vejust received a telephone call from Cheryl's attorney.
- Why not? - Well, because.
Who's KITT? Don't worry about it.
Yeah. Well, I hope so.
[Bullet Ricochets] Wow.
[Fence Rattling]
He was always keeping me late for something.
Oh, sure. Marty's my special project.
I know you're a ventriloquist. You ready now?
- Yeah. W-What's this all about? - Murder.
I'll get you out of this mess,
Oh, uh, I'll explain later.
Well, what are you waiting for? Go on, before I change my mind.
His watch was talking! I heard it!
I traced it to an apartment building on Mayfield Road.
Come on.
[Engine Starts]
Hey. Wait a minute. You're the guy from the gym!