Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Remember that moment.

- [Michael] Nothin: It was just an accident. - [Woman] Oh, it was no accident.

I really do. But, Devon, I gotta get on with my own life.

Now get in that seat right now and strap yourself down! Hurry up!

* Talk was small when they talked at all *

And Michael Knight, the young independent from nowhere...

You come through now, we got these people right where we want 'em.

[Michael] Here we go.

[Phone Ringing]

Tanya, it's one thing to sneak out of a development lab with secrets to sell,

Like any, if you know what I mean.

I was supposed to be covering him.

- Have you been drinking? - Not yet, but I plan on it.

All because of tiny microchips.

now healthy enough to carry on.

[Tanya] Where's Knight?

Its primary function is the preservation of human life... your life.

Buddy, take your finger off that button.

The world's most fantastic car.

* They left the bar They got in his car *

The man's nuts. Well, I hope so.

[Clears Throat]

Now, you tell the guards to shoot to kill.

- They've blocked him. - Okay, KITT.

It's a finish bonded into the molecular structure of a new substance.

[Power Surging]

I'm the voice of Knight Industry Two Thousand's microprocessor.

You take my word. You'll be much safer with this face.

I'll never trust anybody again.

The old man and I would disagree with you on that one.

That's right. I did.

That's what the Knight 2000 was designed for.

Don't be using a foot, man. Use something that ain't gonna get hurt.

I'll give you the car and the license.

and I'll get the microchip design out of the computer.

Oh, yes, there is.

We've checked his credit card numbers from the club, car license... everything.

But I can't find Buddy. I don't know where that kid's gone.

I want to leave something behind me... something worthwhile.

We should be seeing them any minute now.

Not this time. [Door Opens]

- After all, we're only human, right? - Don't press your luck.

You'd better let me take over. Your reflexes can't handle it.

- This wily veteran has the equipment to catch the Trans-Am. - [Beeps]

No, no. No flaw. I assure you.

I should have gotten rid of you before I turned you on. Now I can't shut you up.

they local boys? Nah.

Oh, I'd keep him. He's a real good kid.

Look, please don't do this.

But the rest of his dream would bore you to tears.

She's gonna meet me at the Rising Sun at 8:00.

Well, you're entitled to your opinion.

- What happens in two hours? - Demolition derby.

- When will I see it? - I've been trying to tell you.

I got one last debt to pay.

Well, you better take 'em all in now, Buddy.

Well, ain't you the David Niven.

Now he has to be eliminated.

I think you know why, Devon.

He's not our problem.

class-action suits... strictly bureaucratic stuff.

What kept you? Car not fast enough?

You're better than that.

He's sleeping. Well, I'll be leaving you two. Have a good time.

You just be grateful you have somebody like me to take care of you.

Good heavens. And I thought Michael was difficult.

I don't like it. It smells like a setup.

In the eyes of the law, Michael Long is legally dead,

If you want to know more, meet me at the House of the Rising Sun.

Tanya, give me the gun. I can still make a deal for you if you cooperate.

* They went to the family inn **

So, either Devon pulls your plug, or you get yourself another driver.

I promise you a very rewarding... partnership.

Knight. And my car's no jalopy, as you can see.

He owns Comtron, and she rarely leaves his side these days.

Michael. Michael!

There's not gonna be a lot left of them after the race.