Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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