Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, well, these old logging runs ain't exactly the Hollywood freeway, are they?
You're putting the well-being of a couple of misfits...
They're policed by rangers. Who have millions and millions of acres to cover.
Thank you, sir. Park right up there.
That wasn't his ghost who just had a meeting with my father.
Although, Michael, I don't know why this couldn't have waited...
I've got this thing right where I want it...
Keep your scanners peeled for the next one. Don't hit it.
outta here and headed your way.
Oh, there's no doubt about it, Sam.
He was a desperate man. He and his sister are decent people.
What's wrong with your voice, pal? You sound like a Bronx cabbie.
From what I've observed, it seems to be a very short one.
But I didn't break any rules.
Seems your little brother got creative with a chainsaw and upset a lot of people.
Maybe I was too anxious to turn it all around for you.
The side of truth, Jonathan.
##[Workin' Man Blues playing]
[tires screeching]
(KITT) How did you make out at the mill, Michael?
Oh, dear, my conversations with that parking attendant.
But somebody on the inside's working against me.
and suddenly out of nowhere, comes this truck. I almost had a head-on.
That's a national park.
Then start cutting timber, we've got a lot of...
That's over 20 years ago.
I'll decide what I deal with!
That's 5,000 horsepower of trouble you're jockeying with there.
Two things, Devon.
If they won't mill our timber, they aren't milling anybody's.
Prices are marked right over there on the wall.
You're crazy. It makes no sense pirating in those areas.
I just took a helluva shot right between the eyes.
What about your old man? Is he just going to let it go?
Hey, where are you headed?
and I'll prove I'm not. Deal?
(KITT) How are we doing?
is a stickler about regulations.
That forest fire was five years ago.
What was that?
Three years ago, Foundation Headquarters.
Yesterday someone named Whitby, Erik Whitby...