Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

KITT, meet me at the back of the terminal.

(KITT) Oh, Michael, my fear of flying...

Access accepted.

to cut through the maze of security clearances.

We could talk about your summer plans for us in the Hamptons?

Sir, you are out of line.

We've gotta stop that computer.

[Bonnie laughing]

I'm gonna check it out.

All right, give it a little power boost.

Good. Now put that into your directional memory bank...

A call went out from the drive-in to a town in Arizona called Cactus.

Please, do what you're told.

Scan the hangar!

All right, KITT, access any and all synonyms of sleep.

Only a select group of men knew about it.

Stir, don't shake. We don't wanna bruise the gin.

Did you get an ID?

in contact with a hard, smooth surface.

Charles Zurich, age 49.

Don't worry, kid, your time will come.

All right, pal, Super Pursuit Mode.

My demands are simple.

It's my first date.

Not a political bone in their bodies.

Good. Oh, and Devon...

This key here is the secret.

KITT, I want you to check on every source you can.

would indicate government restricted areas.

[people exclaiming]

Let's get back to Cactus immediately.

(KITT) We're locked into auto-pilot.

The only operative phone in the immediate area...

There isn't time.

Don't let him do it.

It's become your death warrant.

Will it be three weeks or four weeks this year?

(man) That's it, the guy in the black T-top.

Then we will hear from them.

I've got some important information for Zurich.

But you were the programmer.

Maybe I should have taken the train.