- Michael Knight: [driving KITT] I'm on my way in.
- Devon Miles: [through KITT's video monitor] Good. You've been rather difficult to reach lately, particularly last night.
- Michael Knight: I got a weakness for dancers.
- Devon Miles: Dancers pirouette on their toes to the strains of violins and flutes. They do not gesticulate wildly to the throbbing beat of bongo drums and saxophones.
- Michael Knight: Devon, they are innocent girls working their way through college.
- Devon Miles: [Devon glares at Michael]
- Michael Knight: Besides, every once in a while, I gotta get away...
- KITT: Away from whom?
- Michael Knight: Uh - I just gotta get away, period.
- Devon Miles: This subject is closed, for now.
- Michael Knight: [trying on new jacket] Fits like a glove.
- Louis: It's supposed to fit like a jacket.
- Debra: I haven't heard that line since I left New York.
- Louis: It was time.
- Michael Knight: Don't you think we owe her a little something more?
- Louis: Like what? She's got enough money from insurance.
- Michael Knight: Like Grebb's scalp!
- Louis: [laughs] I know this is the West, but there's no more cowboys and indians.
- Michael Knight: Hey, it's the same difference, you know, we're just a bunch of small time operators here fighting the Big Bad Wolf, you know, the cattle baron. And none of us can fight this guy alone. We need to get a group of our own people together. A posse.
- Louis: That car musta hit you too hard. How's your head?
- Debra: Joan, I'd like you to meet Michael Knight, in shining armor with a leather jacket and a blank check, or so he says.
- Joan Keahey: [laughs] Wait a minute! Talking East Coast, remember I'm from the Mid-West.
- Michael Knight: He uses the garment industry to clean up his money, he's got a legitimate cash flow.
- Devon Miles: In Harvard they call it 'vertical Integrity'.
- Michael Knight: On the street they call it 'Monopoly'.
- Devon Miles: Really?
- KITT: The similarity of hocky and a war between various cavemen tribes on a frozen lake bares a very close parallel.
- Michael Knight: Are sure you're not becoming a bit of a snob?
- Devon Miles: [view screen flashes 'Priority Overide', Devon appears] Snob? Who are you calling a snob?
- D.G. Grebs: [after Vlud fails to kill Michael] I run a tight operation. Not like some of these guys who move to Miami and do their business on a phone under a palm tree. Now all of a sudden I'm not in control anymore. People are defying me. And you, the guy who never misses - suddenly, out of the blue, you miss!
- Vlud: I hit him - he's hurt.
- D.G. Grebs: Not enough! You know what your trouble is? You're too perfect! Maybe if you took a drink out a dirty glass once in a while you wouldn't blow the big one!
- Vlud: [Furious] You've said enough Grebs - don't push it!
- D.G. Grebs: You're not behind the wheel of a car now!
- D.G. Grebs: None of this would be happening if it wasn't for that Knight character. I want him gone, Vlud. I want him gone! I double your fee!
- Vlud: Keep your bonus money. This isn't business anymore, this is personal! This one, is on me!
- Louis: You don't know much about this business, do you?
- Michael Knight: Innocent people are dropping like flies. How much do I need to know?
- O'Malley: [Point a gun at Michael] You, get out of here! Go back to Grebs and tell him I can take care of myself and my business. And to stay away from both of them!
- Louis: Relax, Tom! He's not one of Grebs' people, I know them all. Besides, the gun's not loaded.
- Michael Knight: Yeah, put that thing away. It's the unloaded ones that do all the damage!
- Michael Knight: I'm gonna move in of every one of your accounts!
- D.G. Grebs: Get outta here before I move you out the window!
- Vlud: [speaking to D.G. Grebson on his car phone] It's done... I'll be stopping by for payment in the morning.