Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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