Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ah, that's just to scare people away.
By the way, the laser's only good for two shots.
Michael, you know all those times I've called you irresponsible and impulsive? I didn't mean it.
Think positive, KITT. Just keep thinkin' positive.
This is the place. I don't like this, Tony.
Hello?
- You're just a car, ain't ya? - Not just a car.
I wanna talk to you. I wanna talk to you.
9211 Vincente Street.
- KITT, where are you? - I'm in your parking space, Michael.
That way! Well done, Mr. Miles. I'll take it from here.
[Car Engine Revving]
[Michael] I know that, KITT, but we gotta try, buddy.
Funny? I detect no source of amusement.
They didn't even steal any hamburgers. Michael,
It's automobile heaven, right, KARR?
How did you know you wouldn't chicken out first?
How 'bout a couple... couple of eggs, sunny side up?
You're not the man I used to know, Tony.
[Devon] Any more would deplete KITT's batteries.
[Bonnie] That's our last shot.
- You don't have feelings. - I know. That's what's strange about it.
- [Arcing Continues] - Let's go.
[Bonnie] Now that things are back to normal.
Since I am the prototype,
KITT? No. KARR.
The Knight Automated Roving Robot. That was Wilton's title for his prototype vehicle.