Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

If I don't, I'll, um...

and I think I've done a pretty good job of making this operation look legit.

Now, I need those books to make a case against your boss.

This guy's next.

A bar called the Bent Arm. Her name was Cheryl.

Okay, KITT. I'm gonna need a boost about 25 feet up.

Now, what I want you to tell me about is Falcon Enterprises.

I don't think so, KITT. It'd take too long.

Be careful, Michael. Aren't I always?

- What's going on here, anyway? - Well, that's on a need-to-know basis.

But, heh, I really don't think I can be of any use to you.

Oh, let's go, Marty. Come on. You're part of this package too.

under any circumstances.

Well, then set a course for Claremont Bay.

Now, I'm not trying to cause you trouble, believe me.

He's willing to help put your boss away. Aren't you, Marty?

Then he started pawing me.

Better luck next time, Butch.

I didn't know it was a fencing operation.

You know, a friend of mine told me about this place.

Ohhh! [Breathing Heavily]

I'd really like to be of some assistance to you. Honest.

Maybe you can help me out. I'm looking for a friend of mine.

Shouldn't we accelerate or do you want them to catch us?

and my desk lamp next to him.

Including illegal accounting. No, no.

Who you talking to?

I'll be at the end of Highland Road.

She's in jail there. She asked if I could help her out.

- Ahhh. Thanks, KITT. - Don't mention it.