K.I.T.T.:
Is that you, Michael?

Michael Knight:
Yeah.

K.I.T.T.:
You look like crap.

Michael Knight:
Well, so do you, pal.

K.I.T.T.:
At least I have an excuse. You've obviously gone down the toilet since we split up, Michael. Get a life.

Michael Knight:
I got a life and a body, too, which is more I than I can say for you.