- Michael Knight: Any ideas, Kitt?
- K.I.T.T.: Yes, I think a striped tie would be very nice with that suit, or perhaps a simple paisley, don't you think?
- Micki Bradburn: [at bottom of stairs, meeting again] Oh, it's you. Thank you.
- Michael Knight: For what?
- Micki Bradburn: For the champagne, remember?
- Michael Knight: Oh, yeah. Of course I remember. It was my pleasure.
- Micki Bradburn: Actually, I had already decided that... I had more than enough, but since you delivered it so nicely...
- [smiles]
- Micki Bradburn: What's your name anyway?
- Michael Knight: My name is Michael.
- Micki Bradburn: Hey, no kidding. They ever call you Mickey?
- Michael Knight: [shakes his head] Never.
- Micki Bradburn: It's a good thing. It could get confusing. I mean, because that's my name: Micki with an "i". I know it's a dumb name, but it's the only one I got.
- Michael Knight: [notices she appears dizzy] What's the matter? You all right?
- Micki Bradburn: No, I don't feel so good. I think it was that last glass of champagne.
- Michael Knight: [sighs guiltily] I'm sorry.
- Micki Bradburn: Oh, it's okay. I'm a big girl. But I think I'd better go find someplace to lie down.
- Michael Knight: All right, you take it easy, okay?
- Marie Elena Casafranca: I don't like it. We are playing right into the hands of that jackal.
- Michael Knight: Trust doesn't too come easy for you, does it?
- Marie Elena Casafranca: There's no time left for trust.
- K.I.T.T.: I hate to be the one to break this to you, but automobiles are not human. They have no lineage or personality.
- Michael Knight: I wonder why I keep forgetting that?
- K.I.T.T.: You have probably begun to form an psychological attachment to me. That would be a logical human response.
- Michael Knight: No, I think it was that ' 56 Chevy I had in high school. Boy, I loved that car!
- Michael Knight: Kitt, go into surveillance mode, huh?
- K.I.T.T.: Michael?
- Michael Knight: Yeah, Kitt?
- K.I.T.T.: Could your 1956 Chevrolet go into surveillance mode?
- Michael Knight: No, but we sure had some fun cruising hamburger joints.
- Marie Elena Casafranca: Daddy, I'm very proud of you.
- Eduardo Casafranca: [modestly] Honey, I'm a very stubborn old man.
- Marie Elena Casafranca: You are my president.
- Micki Bradburn: But what if nobody does report me missing?
- Michael Knight: [gently takes Micki's attractive slender hands in his and gazes admiringly into her lovely kind face framed with thick shiny blonde hair] Well, then they don't know what they're missing!
- Micki Bradburn: Look, I don't remember anything. I got amnesia when I fell off the cliff.
- [lifts up tuft of hair to show the bump]
- Micki Bradburn: See?
- Ray: Amnesia? You've been watching too many soap operas.
- Michael Knight: [next to sun-tanned bikini beauty] Mm. What's that smell?
- Marie Elena Casafranca: Coconut oil. Makes you feel like having a pina colada.
- Michael Knight: Or something.
- Margo: [French accent] Hello, darling. How have you been?
- Michael Knight: Hello. Fine. How are you?
- Margo: It was Rio, wasn't it? Two years ago, last spring?
- Michael Knight: Rio?
- Margo: You must try Rudy's hot tub, darling. It will bring back memories.
- Michael Knight: I'd love to. But I didn't bring my swimsuit.
- Margo: [chuckles] Your swimsuit?
- [realizes:]
- Margo: We didn't meet in Rio, did we? Forgive me, I didn't recognize you with your clothes on, I mean...
- [chuckles]
- Margo: Never mind. Try Rudy's hot tub anyway.
- Micki Bradburn: [after one of K.I.T.T.'s flying jumps, now a sliding turn at an intersection, screeching tyres, narrowly missing another car] Michael, if you don't stop driving like this, I'm gonna jump out.
- Michael Knight: Again?
- Micki Bradburn: [K.I.T.T. is show-jumping with the best of them] Michael, be careful!
- Michael Knight: Don't worry, you're completely safe in this car.
- Micki Bradburn: I meant the horses. Don't scare the horses!
- Micki Bradburn: Look, I don't meet guys at parties and then go home with them.
- [but has amnesia, so shrugs]
- Micki Bradburn: I don't think...
- Micki Bradburn: [sees herself on TV in a soap opera, now knows who she is] I'm a pretty good actress too.