Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But, those who think that this is a matter of random survival,
[Chuckles] I've never seen a man so frightened, nor run as hard.
They got Bonnie. They drugged her. Now, please! Help me! You don't understand!
- No! - It's me, Graham.
Well, one nightJim and I covered our bodies in mud and feathers...
Of course, Michael.
Have you discovered anything odd or peculiar?
[Beep]
I see you found our storeroom.
You'd better leave. [Panting]
All right, let's get him to the hospital.
Oh, hi. Um, I'm just looking around.
Dr. Litton! I'm Michael Knight from the Foundation!
Now the locks, KITT. Phase two.
Michael, something strange is going on here.
- I do admire a woman of such dedication, don't you? - Oh, well, yeah.
I've asked for an autopsy report as soon as possible.
Three dead men, no clues? The drug KITT can't trace? What's going on around here?
- What's going on around here? - The animals are more friendly than people are.
- KITT. - I have my orders. I obey Graham Deauville.
three thousand or something like that.
You are a full-service car.
Mm. I'm well aware of that, Michael.
I think it's called "Devon's First Law of Nervousness." Oh.
KITT?
All right, let's go for it.
[Engine Starts]
Hey, nice jacket. Oh, thank you.
KITT, this place gives me the creeps.
He's dead? Yes, and the doctors don't know what caused it.
and still find no record of Michael's underground mission.
You know, the party's kind of dull.
[Sirens Approaching]
Be quiet. KITT, pull over to the front.