Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Toro.! Toro.! Toro.!

- Very logical, Michael. - Thank you.

Come on. I haven't seen you that lit up inside since Billy died.

Harry, go away. I am not a tree.

I just won't be able to cope anymore.

Michael Knight, a young loner...

[Michael On Speaker] Hey, you! Move away from those pipes!

- What do you intend to do? - We gotta maneuver him away from those pipes.

You would've been great at quiltin'bees with all the other gossips.

- Not even you? - Not even me.

Well, I've got work to do, Mr. Knight.

Very well, Michael.

Well, she's been livin' under a lot of pressure since my son Billy died.

Dog, what do you think you're doing? I'm not a fire hydrant.

Hey, I was a kid once. I remember.

Turn around real slow, young fella. Keep those hands showin;

All right, Mom.

Kevin, go change your clothes. We'll be leaving for the basin in a few minutes.

I've just increased his capabilities enormously.

Miss Wade, Mr. Miles, we'd all just like to present you...

I know it's not good for Kevin or me.

Who the hell are you to tell me how to run my ranch or my life?

Well, by tomorrow night, you should have your injunction against Bremen,

He'll be fine. How do you know all this? You don't have any kids.

the helpless, the powerless,

where it's distributed by gravity flow to all eight of our ranches.

So you can store your stuff in the house there, and then I'll show you the ranch.

And maybe too selfish.

This time we're gonna do it right. It's not my fault.

Well, Michael, next time you want something handled in a specific way,

Do you get the feeling they're a little hostile? Feelings don't enter into it.

I'm not a matador. KITT.!

Keep that bag open!

Of course I can locate her.

Without their help, we'd be in deep trouble,

on a crusade to champion the cause of the innocent,