Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm a little puzzled, Michael.

(KITT) I wish you'd stop rubbing it in, Michael.

[all clamoring] (man) Back off!

Will you hold it?

But until I can let Bonnie do her stuff...

You're worried he'll get out on bail and go off the deep end again.

[car engine starting]

Somebody on the inside's got to be tipping them.

He and Sam have to deal with it.

Well, I think that should put an end to KITT's New York accent.

Then we'll shake things up a little first.

Whitby's not getting a fair shake from Dutton's saw mill.

Jonathan doesn't rattle so easily.

a forest fire in its 42nd, and... Hold it. Hold it.

Hey, gimme a break, will ya?

Worse? Did I hear you correctly?

a harsh winter in its 15th year...

and nothing's going to keep us from working it just like they did.

But you see, I'm still worried.

But my little girl kept on insisting that she could turn it around.

How does it feel, huh?

Tell me where I can find the scaler.

Depends on why you want him.

All right, notify the police.

Anything else I could do for ya?

Well, Mr. Dutton's a businessman.

I'm a little worried about their safety.

It's a little late for that, don't you think, Sam?

(KITT) Well, I'm glad that assignment is over.

I've been looking forward to meeting you again. I didn't expect it'd be here.

Knight's not helping us. He's working with the Duttons.

[beeping] Give me the national average.

I'm really getting tired of you biting the hand that's trying to feed you.

They're pirating timber.

Daddy's little girl grew up and became his right-hand man.

who does not exist.