Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Okay!
It's all a part of the spectacle.
Personal safety and livelihood of these people...
you find it hard to trust.
the helpless, the powerless...
Dad! Put an unknown behind the wheel of a $200,000 race car?
[car engines revving]
Bonnie, is he all right? Will he be here on time for the race?
Get it up, guys. Green flag's coming up.
A very rare weapon.
English? Gunpowder.
Thanks, Michael. No problem.
Bender is starting to hug the field as he gets into some heavy traffic.
Nope.
without the traditional bottle of bubbly.
I'll lead them away.
trying to squeeze every rev you can out of it.
Terrific. Get over here and fill in Mac and Elena...
It's pretty clear.
Any vital signs? Too late, Michael. Vital signs are negative.
KITT and I are gonna take him out first.
Yes.
if it's faulty engineering, I got to be honest with you...
I don't know.
you are one lucky young lady!
Told you I was going to change your luck!
Where have you raced?
(KITT) Michael, he should have zigged instead of zagged.
Really?
Now leading after 184 laps, John Bender in the Thomas Flyer.
Introduce yourself.
Let's open the door from here.
It's for you.
[laughing]
Yeah, that's pretty good for a solo run.
I hear they've got serious music and I love to dance.
Way to go, John! Fuel consumption's looking real good!
Just do it, pal, I've got my hands full trying to catch Cochran.
Still, if you want a driver...
That's a pretty bold offer, son.
Well, I guess we're on our way.
Good thinking, Michael.
[snobbishly] Must I?
We need a softer compound...
All right, scan for chemical compounds, now, will you?
You see, there's just no reason for the crash.
What's he got? Nothing.
(man on P.A.) A yellow flag is up.
See if you can identify him.
It's okay. You know, he's probably really good at the slow stuff...
All right, we'll get out there. Come on!
(Michael) You two go way back, don't you?
Maybe somebody Tunkel was working for...