- Devon Miles: Your timing couldn't have been more felicitous.
- Michael Knight: Felicitous? That mean you're glad to see me?
- Devon Miles: I've never been happier to see anyone in my life.
- K.I.T.T.: If you'll glance at my fuel gages you shall see that I'm virtually operating on fumes.
- Michael Knight: Well, you're right. Bonnie really goofed up this time, didn't she?
- K.I.T.T.: It wasn't Bonnie's fault. It's just that her route plan didn't include the 200 mile diversion involved in you and that young lady you met back in...
- Michael Knight: Yeah, yeah, never mind that.
- [puts on Bela Lugosi accent]
- Michael Knight: I'll, I'll find you some blood, Dracula.
- K.I.T.T.: A very inept analogy, if I may say so. Blood has virtually no combustable capabilities at all.
- Michael Knight: [on phone] Hello.
- Bonnie Barstow: Hi.
- Michael Knight: Oh, hi, Bonnie. What's up?
- Bonnie Barstow: Help.
- Michael Knight: Help? What's that supposed to mean?
- Bonnie Barstow: It means Devon's in jail.
- Michael Knight: Devon's busted? Come on, that's ridiculous.
- Bonnie Barstow: Unfortunately, it also happens to be true.
- Michael Knight: What did they get him for? Assault with a deadly crumpet?
- Bonnie Barstow: He was on his way to meet a reporter named Reston when he was picked up on a traffic violation.
- Michael Knight: A traffic violation? And he's probably gonna fight it, huh?
- [chuckles]
- Michael Knight: This I would love to see. Where's he being held?
- Bonnie Barstow: A little town called Lyndhurst Flats.
- K.I.T.T.: Strange. That's exactly 412 miles straight ahead of us on this route.
- Bonnie Barstow: Why I called.
- Michael Knight: And that's where were going.
- [chuckles merrily]
- K.I.T.T.: Michael, remember we're due in Phoenix at five today.
- Michael Knight: Yeah, that can wait. I wouldn't miss the chance to bail out our illustrious leader for all the pasta in Italy.
- [laughs]
- Devon Miles: Reston? Frank Reston?
- Frank Reston: Fifth amendment, old boy. I'll have the fifth amendment. That's a great name for a booze, huh?
- Devon Miles: I'm Devon Miles.
- Frank Reston: That's an okay name for a liqueur, I guess, but not for a real booze.
- Pink: Eh, somehow, Devon, you don't strike me as your typical jail-breaker.
- Devon Miles: Yes, that's what the Gestapo thought. But I was able to escape from two German prison camps during the war.
- Michael Knight: [stopping after the trucker tried to run them off the road] You okay?
- Carol Reston: I think so.
- Michael Knight: That trucker sure has a strange way of getting his jollies.
- Carol Reston: That's only because you think he was kidding.
- Devon Miles: [Devon has knocked out Judge Paxton with a punch to the jaw] My... that felt simply wonderful.
- Carol Reston: Hey, this is some car.
- Michael Knight: Yeah, it is. Thanks. Wait a minute. Carol Reston? My boss, Devon Miles, stopped off here to see a guy named Reston. Same fellow?
- Carol Reston: Uh, yeah. It... it has to be.
- Michael Knight: Any idea why?
- Carol Reston: No, not a clue.
- Michael Knight: Well, maybe our meeting like this could turn out to be a lucky break for both of us.
- [chuckles]
- Carol Reston: Maybe it could at that.
- Michael Knight: When was the last time you saw your ex?
- Carol Reston: Mm. It's been about a week or so. He said he's been busy working. Of course, that was always his excuse when we were married.
- Michael Knight: What kind of work did he do?
- Carol Reston: He's an investigative reporter. And let me tell you, in this town it's a full-time job.
- Michael Knight: The more I see of this county's law enforcement, the more suspicious I get.
- Carol Reston: Yeah. If you knew half as much as I do, you'd be positively paranoid.
- K.I.T.T.: Michael, we're approaching the county line.
- Carol Reston: It's just over the bridge.
- Devon Miles: Thank God.