Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

KITT, we gotta secure the old laboratory. The city takes possession of it first thing in the morning.
Ah, you always liked her better.
You're not going after him?
I am quite happy with basic black.
She'll take care of it when we find her.
it is most likely an inferior production line copy.
Brace for collision.
[Horn Honking]
Michael, Bonnie, my analysis of KARR's movements leads me to believe...
Desist your pursuit. You will be damaged.
Far out. Far out.!
If you're so pure and all... [Continues, Indistinct]
The scanner is protected by an alloy grill. Only a dead-on shot can work.
The front scanner here.
Yeah, buddy. Something is. I'm a little worried about you.
That edifice was the laboratory...
on a crusade to champion the cause of the innocent,
Michael, please. Pardon the expression, but he does have a few screws loose.
Learning about another car. Having to hunt it down.
Wilton activated what was probably the crowning invention of his life.
KARR, be quiet now. Please.
- Nothing has changed since last night. - Oh, yeah.
Get back! Get back!
[Engine Idling]
No, no, no. Rev's right.
who does not exist.
I do not wish to go back to the slammer.
is self-serving, almost animalistic in nature.
- I think I like KITT better. - You can say that again.
Maybe until we nail the stolen car, you should paint yours another color.
What you saw was merely an inferior production line model,
- [KARR] What is the slammer? - You remember that room you were in?
I am the prototype of the car of the future.
Stop it! You'll kill him!
- [KARR Beeping] - [Rev Talking, Indistinct]
- He's right. - He's right.
Thank you. [KITT] I have a question about that, Michael.