Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A factor. Well, then you're in competition with Grebs, huh?

The word is "enough."

I would say it exceeded 100 miles per hour...

You think they were tough? Muriel's been 52 years in the garment business.

Besides, the gun's not loaded.

ls this your car? The last time I looked. Why?

You kidding? Nobody does.

Some people handle it better than others. You, for instance.

I run a tight operation.

What I meant was, I just gotta get away, you know, the human condition...

(KITT) There he is, Michael.

You know what your trouble is? You're too perfect.

That car must have hit you too hard. How's your head?

Only I've got an ace in the hole. KITT?

Okay, what do you want to know? Pop in the cassette, KITT.

Who are you, their guardian angel? It's a very good way of putting it.

talking East Coast. Remember, I'm from the Midwest.

You're wasting my time.

Wise guy, huh? KITT, you want to do the honors?

Did you get a make on him? I'm afraid not. Contact was too brief.

Now I just have this awful feeling that I'm never going to see this place again.

(Lewis) I told you, I'm not the type. (Michael) I'm not buying it, Lewis.

And none of us can fight this guy alone.

and a great deal more speculative information that...

It's not bad for off the rack.

Total control through force. That's Grebs' game.

He's going to win, isn't he? Grebs. In the end, he'll win.

You've given enough.

lf I'm going to be a target, I'd like to know about it.

(Michael) I think we've got company. (KITT) Affirmative, Michael.

how could you put yourself in a spot like this?

Like Grebs' scalp.

What can you tell me about the other car?

The money is fine. What keeps us from being Grebs' next accident?

So do it. I will, but....

We worked nights, weekends. Nothing was going to stop us.

The note please.

(KITT) Michael, do you feel the need to get away from me?