Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Not a political bone in their bodies.

Please, do what you're told.

Only a select group of men knew about it.

KITT, meet me at the back of the terminal.

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

Sir, you are out of line.

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

Maybe I should have taken the train.

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

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

Good. Oh, and Devon...

But you were the programmer.

[Bonnie laughing]

I've got some important information for Zurich.

There isn't time.

Charles Zurich, age 49.

Did you get an ID?

to cut through the maze of security clearances.

The only operative phone in the immediate area...

I'm gonna check it out.

All right, pal, Super Pursuit Mode.

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

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

This key here is the secret.

My demands are simple.

We've gotta stop that computer.

Let's get back to Cactus immediately.

All right, give it a little power boost.

Will it be three weeks or four weeks this year?

It's my first date.

Don't let him do it.

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

Scan the hangar!

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

It's become your death warrant.

in contact with a hard, smooth surface.

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

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

Then we will hear from them.

would indicate government restricted areas.

Access accepted.

[people exclaiming]