Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Come on.
Keeler and Grant.
I've got nothing to hide.
Many of these people can't fly to Vegas, Atlantic City...
No! Don't hit me!
a Photostat of the medical examination...
ever witnessed by this sportswriter in a career...
Tell the Champ that he didn't snuff Samuells.
And I hold back while he stands under a scalding shower...
You have any idea where your husband is?
(KITT) Michael, this is no time for sentimentality.
I plan on covering myself...
I'm aware of everything that happens to Gill.
Like you...
Look at those two.
I'll get you to the hospital in a couple of minutes.
[phone ringing]
is holding Samuells over your head.
You smell nice, too. What's that scent you're wearing?
Oh, yeah. Things like...
You just keep coming, don't you?
I'll get to Michael Knight.
I believe you should use extreme caution.
Neuropathy of the arms.
Devon, this is Leland.
I intend to do just that.
[phone ringing]
It was like walking through a field of violets.
I just fought my last fight.
And when he gets out, I ask him, "Why?
getting out of bed piece by piece.
(Jean) Gill will never leave his wife.
My name's Michael Knight. So?
(man) Gentlemen I want you to know this is going to be...
It's open. Come in.
your wardrobe...
KITT! We're in a crossfire!