Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You listen here.

Seriously, Rebecca, I do admire the way you handle the kids.

but ever since I started working for you, the guys in town are not talking to me...

And if he doesn't?

You get off this land, you cactus sucking....

Nothing, really.

Come on, get in. Let's go.

Well, it's got to be something. X marks the spot.

That's Joanna. It sounds like it's coming from the barn.

and if I say I want that for evidence, then I'll take it for evidence.

Okay, wise guy. You're supposed to be working here.

Don't get mad, friend, get in.

At least someone around here has an ear for good music.

Come on, let's go.

I thought he'd send an army or at least a bunch of reformed muggers.

Pull up close to her bumper.

so's they can terrorize our decent, law-abiding citizens.

Come on. I got you.

ls anyone there?

Keeping an eye on you.

it's exactly 3.5 miles. 3.5 miles. Good.

(KITT) Michael, those shots are coming...

I don't mind the guys not talking. I understand.

Any idea who they are?

We're gonna be safer sticking with our original plan.

I'll bet that Lance can stay on that longer than you.

but it's gotta be big, because they sure want it bad enough.

Hey, come on. We've got ways to go here.

(Cat) I sure don't.

Who are they kidding?

And if that long drink of water gives you any trouble at all...

Two steps down, Joanna. (Rebecca) Hi, you guys.

[tracer beeping]

Well, I think it's time we sashayed down to the old homestead, partner.

Though you say we will both meet again