Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- KITT, that's not the point. - Then what is the point?

How's your father doing? Oh, he'll be okay... just won't be driving for a while.

Meaning that if he's that worried about you,

Oh, don't let him kid you. You were great, just great. Thanks.

No, forget that. That's impossible. I know I can do it.

By the side door, if you don't mind.

[Breathing Heavily]

- Maybe I won't. - Maybe we'll give it a shot.

Oh, trust you to take the poetry out of poetry.

Why? For some months now, the Foundation's computers...

You were great! An impossible stunt performed successfully only one time...

Well, back to, uh, the business at hand.

Yeah. I've been thinking about that. How would you feel about me doing the finale?

- Who the hell are you? - You know damn well who I am.

Okay. Okay. Okay.

Wait a minute. You figure you owe me one, right? Right. Name your price.

- You wanna see my act? - Sure, man. Shake it down.

- Trust me, will ya? - Do I have a choice?

KITT is now equipped to oxygenate the interior upon command.

That was a business kiss, not a social one.

I've been looking for... Look. Whose show is this, anyway?

Michael Knight. Mark Phillips.

How'd I do? Not bad for an amateur.

There, Dad. Did you ever see anyone do that both ways before?

[Sighs] All right.

You know what I want.

How about a double-barrel roll...

Yeah? I always thought this was a young man's game.

Waste him. You sure you want to go that far?

where I could somersault end-over-end?

Oh! Did I hurt you? No.

You all right? Yeah.

But that still don't tell me why.

I got what I want, Mr. Blake. You got what you want, KITT? Every word, loud and clear, Michael.

or get painted red, white and blue like all the other cars.

there are cheaper and easier ways to solve his problem.

What made you change your mind? Well, let's just say I got a little persuasion.

I don't know, Mr. Blake.

I realize that you're actually saving the show for us,

Now, he doesn't wanna play ball with you, that's fine.