Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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

And maybe too selfish.

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

I've just increased his capabilities enormously.

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

on a crusade to champion the cause of the innocent,

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

- Not even you? - Not even me.

Toro.! Toro.! Toro.!

- Very logical, Michael. - Thank you.

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

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

Keep that bag open!

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

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

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

Of course I can locate her.

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

All right, Mom.

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

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

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

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

Hey, I was a kid once. I remember.

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

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

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

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

Michael Knight, a young loner...

I just won't be able to cope anymore.

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

Very well, Michael.

I'm not a matador. KITT.!

the helpless, the powerless,

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

Harry, go away. I am not a tree.