Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That's my million-dollar baby, King Jack.

I found it on the track where King Jack went down.

I haven't had this much fun since I was six.

Devon, I think Dr. Thorpe is the weakest link.

and something tells me that King Jack is still alive and kicking.

but I've got a bus ticket to Atlanta tomorrow.

KITT, what can you tell me about these hoof prints?

[people chattering]

(Tommy) It's Max and that guy Knight.

Just my partner, Tommy-Lee Burgess and Dr. Thorpe.

Hey! How about a tip? Cassie's Gold in the fourth at Pimlico.

(KITT) His bank balance fluctuates like a roller coaster.

You know your horses, Tommy-Lee.

How can I forget? You had me hitched up to her horse trailer.

Yeah, yeah, I'm sure you could.

[tires squealing]

Number eight? All bets closed.

We'll get him back. Don't you worry.

He's got my permission, Doc.

[horse neighing]

(Michael) I don't know, KITT.

See you around. Sure, I'll be here.

Can you believe this railbird?

I'll get the horse out of here. You get rid of them.

You know, players tell players. I've been a player since way back.

Now, first, it was a horse. Now there's a human life at stake.

KITT, how close are you? It's getting stuffy in here.

Further still in 1915--

We made him disappear into thin air.

Usually, I'm a horse man. Horses aren't my game.

(Michael) Feels like I'm in the trunk of a car.

Maxine, Tommy-Lee lied to me.

I don't know. Don't know?

He's got half interest in the surprise sensation of the racing season...

I know. So let's go bury them.

Which means he might've fired a blank.

[music playing]

I'm sorry. He's in tremendous pain.

KITT, where is the doc right now?