I've programmed KITT with everything imaginable on Royce's publishing empire.

- Including the centerfolds? - Boy, what I wouldn't give to have one of these.

- [Screams] - They're turning the man's death into a circus.

- You sure you can handle me? - I'll do the champagne, and then we'll see what else comes to mind.

I have an unidentified speeding object on Runway 2.

- [Muffled Screams] - Be careful, Michael.

Shake him loose.

[Man] Knight Rider, a shadowy flight into the dangerous world of a man...

who does not exist.

Michael Knight, a young loner...

on a crusade to champion the cause of the innocent,

the helpless, the powerless,

in a world of criminals who operate above the law.

[Knocking On Door] Hold it. Yeah?

[Woman] It's me. Two seconds, honey.

It's my daughter. Stay on top of it, and we'll talk tomorrow.

When a magazine throws a party, guests expect to see a mingling publisher.

I'm sorry, honey. Give me just another 20 more minutes.

Real time or Philip Royce time?

Real time for a change. Oh.