Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm trying, Michael. I'm trying.
Smoking or non-smoking?
What's next?
They count five guards, Michael.
Why did you do that?
I could...
your mother and father are waiting for you in Los Angeles.
Devon, we made a connection.
that the compound would never fall into our enemies' hands...
[humming] Right away.
KITT, you better stop that van.
(KITT) It may be safer than traveling by automobile, Michael...
What about the bomb?
Michael, you wouldn't.
Hang in there.
The odds against you are staggering.
See you in a week. You got it.
All right, looks like we're coming into town.
Lay it on me.
Exactly, Michael.
Bonnie.
I know that some of you believe in miracles...
He was right, Devon.
This is the key to life.
You got it.
[shouting] It's not fair...
Don't let him get to you, Nick.
Well, let me see now.
Of course, Michael.
That wasn't necessary.
Good.
He'll have a root beer. You got it.
All right, now, I don't wanna hear any arguments from you.
Bonnie, try "nap."
whatever Zurich's got planned, the code name is Deep Sleep.
in a world of criminals who operate above the law.
They're receiving a transmission from the plane.
(mechanical voice) Eleven minutes and counting.
Michael Knight...
Michael, are you all right?
I shall require a rabies inoculation.
(KITT) Okay, Michael.
I knew it.
(security officer) It's a bomb! Code Red!
in the event of a non-nuclear terrorist war.
Think "Michael Knight," Nick.
He's coming through.
(Michael) Try "coma."