Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

a technician named Kevin Morgan, one of their own.

Any idea what this is?

Now you're gonna get it.

A medieval torture device.

My name is Michael Knight.

Can you deal with that?

And you're gonna testify. You're going to be my star witness.

Obviously Kevin didn't build this in his home workshop.

Could he have possibly had a girlfriend?

Get outside and see what's the matter.

(KITT) Right away.

Well, the French government is still looking for the bomber.

About $10,000 a pop.

I won't even ask.

I want you to stay inside KITT until I say it's okay.

We have you just north of the county line, is that right?

Whose signature's on the complaint, anyway?

Well, we'll see about that. Come with me.

It's going to be difficult to crack, Michael.

(KITT) Michael, I'm sorry. The elevators are off,

Guns to Nicaragua, heroin from Laos, he's not too particular, is he?

Still, what was he doing with it? I wish I knew.

and you, Mr. Barnes, are making that harder and harder to do.

Soltis thinks of every possibility, doesn't he?

You mean his murder.

What are you doing here?

[vehicles honking]

And never get into a stranger's car again.

All right, get a picture of this.

Which means maybe they didn't report it...

Michael, what are you doing?

What do you want?

This one I don't know.

I don't know anybody named Soltis. What is this?

We're going right through him.

We found out his name is Soltis.

I put it on our phone line to test it.

You killed my husband.

(KITT) Three seconds, Michael.

Macroplex secrets are right up his alley...

Their security is elaborate.

That little device packs an astonishing punch.