Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Sam, I talked to the Whitbys. I don't think they want to hurt anybody.
He's too close. There isn't enough time.
That's why the Whitby's can't compete.
Having a good time? Yes.
Frustration. Whitbys can't get a fair price for their timber.
We have scaler's tickets for every log we... The tickets are forged...
Funny. You don't look like the kind that can't read.
(male narrator) Knight Rider...
Michael, he's going to try and stop the mill.
I was afraid of that.
That's right. The name's Nash. Gerry Nash.
I want you to set up a meeting with Sam and Jonathan...
Good. Then it's business as usual.
Yeah, and the only way to do that is by operating illegally.
Michael, that oncoming truck is taking up both sides of the road.
We've got timber that should have been sold and milled months ago.
Yeah, well, it's a long shot, KITT, but there's a chance...
I don't like this any more than you do, Mickey. It's the pits.
(KITT in Bronx accent) Hey, who turned out the lights?
Come on, you're talking to Michael. Now, give me the gun.
Keep an eye on him. Excuse me.
(Michael) Tell me about it.
Thanks.
Nash? Nash, I thought you took care of the job.
Really?
Nowhere special. Just feel like getting out for a while.
There's nothing I'd rather do than help put them where they belong.
Devon, I think I would have remembered you dancing on a table.
[in Bronx accent] Mickey, ya gotta...
This won't be the first time a big company got caught for swatting a little guy.
If it isn't a hot tub, I pass.
Now, you want to tell me what's going on here?
The people who run this company aren't buying timber. They're stealing it.
No, no. I'm not with the police. I just want to talk.