Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

All you bad apples, welcome to Sage City.

Wait a minute. It's a job for me and KITT.

Or even give them a second chance? Right.

(KITT) Michael, it's brake fluid.

Yeah, I think I heard Big Ed and his brothers talking about it once.

So I need some help, Michael.

[cattle bellowing]

lf I really thought you believed that, I'd say okay.

Well, actually, I was by myself at the time.

Oh, no. The brake lines are cut.

Everything's going to be all right.

(Rebecca) Chow time?

Now this goes beyond rustling.

KITT, put on your geological cap. We need some answers here.

It's not just the ranch and the kids now. It's you, too.

KITT, did you hear those shots? (KITT) I'm afraid I did, Michael.

Safe? ln his office behind the saloon.

(Michael) KITT, where's the Shaggy Buffalo?

She lost another 20 calves to rustlers this morning.

Rebecca's running out of it, along with her cattle.

[engine revving]

He's got a point.

and grind those apples into sauce.

You familiar with Billy the Kid?

[people chattering]

You got that? Yeah. Yeah, I got it.

Michael, if you think about it, none of this makes any sense anyway.

All right, you guys. Get down.

Yo, we'll take the short cuts over the bridge top.

Devon's coming? That's it? Devon's coming?

Sure I can't change your mind, Blue?

Like I was saying, KITT, there was Billy the Kidd.

Ride it, cowboy.

[people chattering]

(KITT) Right away.

You're from the Bronx. You're tough. Don't give up. Don't let them beat you.

(Alfred) That's right.

(KITT) Michael.

Cat, there's somebody out there. I know it.

Something tells me you were once a Texas Ranger yourself.

The bank is going to foreclose on my mortgage if I lose any more cattle...

[music playing on stereo]

One more time, please. Michael, if you're not careful...

No word for love