- Michael Knight: So, K.I.T.T. - - you say that I was your partner, and that my name was Michael Knight. Well, tell me, then - - what was this 'Michael Knight' like personality-wise?
- K.I.T.T.: Well, I remember that he was bright, agile, and often quite logical. He could also be stubborn, impatient, and arrogant, he often drove like a maniac, he was readily distracted by pretty girls, and he listened to perhaps the most appalling music to ever shatter my airwaves.
- Michael Knight: [approvingly] Really? Sounds like my kinda guy.
- K.I.T.T.: Yes, I was afraid you'd say that. And there's something else I remember about him, too.
- Michael Knight: What's that, K.I.T.T.?
- K.I.T.T.: [complacently] I was also extremely fond of him.
- Devon Miles: [on Kitt's video monitor] You're still tracking the truck, Michael?
- Michael Knight: Not any more, I'm chasing it. With a little luck, my Swamp Fox technique will pay off.
- K.I.T.T.: What on earth is Swamp Fox?
- Michael Knight: The greatest tracker of all time, Kitt. My childhood hero.
- Devon Miles: Well, please remember, it's the catching that's the important part of the chase. Now keep me posted.
- [signs off]
- K.I.T.T.: Swamp Fox. Really, Michael...
- Devon Miles: I'm afraid Michael is out there somewhere living the life of a man who's been dead for two years.
- Michael Knight: Alright. I drive from here on.
- K.I.T.T.: Absolutely.
- [switches to Normal Cruise]
- K.I.T.T.: Providing you'll promise me one thing.
- Michael Knight: What?
- K.I.T.T.: Please do not refer to me as a 'car' or a 'set of wheels', it's most demeaning. I'm the Knight Industries Two Thousand. You always called me 'Kitt'.
- Michael Knight: Alright, Kitt, let's see what you can do.
- K.I.T.T.: Welcome back, Michael. I thought as a little present I'd play you some of that appaling music you like so much.
- Michael Knight: Thanks, buddy. Come on, let's shatter some airwaves.
- April Curtis: [learns of his amnesia regressing Michael to his former self] Michael Long? Devon, what's happened to him?
- [frowns]
- K.I.T.T.: This place doesn't look like an art studio. It looks more like an industrial accident.
- Michael Knight: We're not here to critique the work.
- Michael Knight: [Due to his amnesia, and state of confusion, Michael is tracked by K.I.T.T. at the request of Devon. After a while, he gets somewhat frustrated at being followed so he stops and confronts K.I.T.T. He then opens the door] Look, I'd tell you to get this through your head but you're a machine, so run this though your data processor: GET LOST!
- K.I.T.T.: I can't do that Michael. I'm programmed to respond to your needs. Despite your being unaware of it, you need me.
- Michael Knight: [apprehensively] What if I don't want you?
- K.I.T.T.: [solemnly] Well, I suppose I'd be quite hurt.
- Michael Knight: [KITT has over-ridden a security system for Michael who still has amnesia] Should I say thanks?
- K.I.T.T.: If you do, I'll say you're welcome.
- Michael Knight: Thanks.
- K.I.T.T.: De nada.