Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's okay. It's okay. Come here. Calm down. Just sit down, relax.
Everything's gonna be fine.
He's almost ready to crack right now.
Right up here. KITT. KITT!
What are you doing? Wait a minute!
It's okay now. It's okay.
Sorry, buddy. The city only gives me 45 minutes for lunch,
Here he comes.
It's imperative that neither of them gets across the state line.
No, it's not all right. No one will believe me, and no one will listen to me.
What kind of business is Falcon Enterprises, anyway?
What's he look like?
[Grunts] Whoa.
Uh, I'm sorry, kid.
Hey! Hey, hey! What's the big idea?
Come on, Marty!
You don't want me to answer that question.
Hey. Do you know who's running tomorrow?
I have better luck with the ponies.
Well, well. How very nice of you to drop by.
There's gotta be some connection between here and Marty Keene.
[Beeping] Hey. Hey. What are you doing?
What about that phone number, huh?
Repeat. East end of Highland Road by the docks.
Hey! Holy mackerel!
- What's that? - "A lead is a lead."
So finally I asked him for a raise.
[Exhales Deeply]
KITT, when we go in, if we're not back in one hour, call the police, huh?
I imagine the cops will give you a very nice bonus for that set of books.
Bye, Bon.
Listen, Marty, I'm giving you a chance to help me and to help yourself.
Yeah. This is Dickerson.
Thank God.
Mr. Farlan, l... I think the pressure's getting to me.
All right.
Now, if you don't mind, I believe you have my property.
Now, in this town, I'm bigger than you are,
at some of that creative bookkeeping you're so famous for.
We've got the books. Why don't we just go to the police?
Lieutenant, this is Michael Knight.
Oh, no, no, no, no. I can't go through with it.