Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'll make it real clear for you.
Aunt Martha, I need your help.
[Engine Starts]
Yeah. How about a beer?
Is he dead?
I'd call myself a reporter, but actually, there's not too much to report.
He'll break. They all do.
This town has a reputation to maintain, and I'm the head maintenance man.
My dear, I'm a car, not a plane.
You have the right to remain silent.
Wait a minute. That little fish wrapper you're printing up, you're calling that the press?
It's the largest Bible printers in the state.
just minutes before somebody took that car and busted Knight out of jail.
Frankly, I'd just as soon not know... unless, of course, he's in real trouble.
Then he slips out to the back side of the hotel. I follow him. He opens the briefcase...
I think a woman would be a better judge of that.
Yes, you can. I just dropped by to seeJobina for a couple minutes.
The Foundation is presenting an award to the town of Alpine Crest...
He stops by the Hallelujah Press, picks up some Bibles.
You know, for a guy in that profession, he's a terrible flirt.
but you are not a cop.
The difference is it never talked back.
That's okay. I flunked hacksaw. Thanks for coming.
I created this operation.
Michael Knight? That's right. You're Martha Haberstraw, aren't you?
[Sighs]
I gave him a hard enough time. Don't you get on his case. He does his job.
I cannot operate at my peak if I'm sleeping in cots, eating hamburgers...
Well, he jumped bail on an old warrant.
Oh, hot dog! What a car!
I'll be at the office, slaving away.
- I beg your pardon? - Just a joke, pal.
Just begin at the beginning.
What is so important about this speech?
[Engine Starts]
or I'll shut down the presses and take the plates with me.
I thought I told you to let me handle this.
What if it wasn't to... to distribute money, but to pick it up?
I don't know who or what you are,
Because something strange is going on around here, and it's gettin' stranger by the minute.
Sheriff, I don't know where you think you are,