Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Come on, little man.
Let's invite Willie to dinner Tuesday night. We'll have his favourite.
No need nothing except what inside you to grow.
- You want it? - Just don't throw it over.
My master is Kim San Jang of South Korea.
- What are you saying? - I gotta check that guy out.
I scared you?
- No! - It's over, forget it.
- No! - Shut up!
Right, rope? Just you and me, rope.
- I call it "Quick Silver." - That's good.
For shop. Bring good luck.
- Here, have a seat. - Thanks.
You see that ridge, where the sun hits...
Leave him there. Get the application.
They stole them!
The only thing living inside me right now is a lot of confusion.
Mr. Miyagi?
Come on, Mike.
You know, it's not easy when you're training yourself.
- I'll see you later. - Bye-bye.
Maybe when we get our trees in you could come visit the shop.
Are you okay?
But what about the tree? Isn't it going to die?
Imagine these two-by-fours are legs. Sweep them.
Little fella, I'll have you home in no time.
See you later.
As I walk in, they start laughing at me.
- Jessica's gonna make those pots for us. - Very good.
You nailed him!
Get out of here. They never laid a hand on me last year.
Just like the bonsai lives inside the tree, the right predictions live inside of you
Take the rope and you put it around your butt.
There's only one way to find out.
You see his face?
Score is now 0-0.
...because then I'll really be pissed.
Otherwise better just stay home.
Just like bonsai choose own way grow. Because the root is strong.
He wouldn't have hidden it in the middle of nowhere...
We were both a little dumb about it, but we've been talking on the phone.
Which I think is more than generous.
To the brake. Right here. All right?
I know you can make it work, Mr. Miyagi. If anyone can, you can.
You know, the possibilities are endless.
Now the real pain begins Petey Boy
Up you go.
- This is beautiful. It's beautiful. - Fighting positions. Ready? Begin!
- What are you doing? - Pull us up.
The pots?
"Karate's bad boy.
Let's see how much faith he has when he hears about what I did tonight.
...but I opened that letter.
What, are you nuts?
He doesn't really look like the karate-teacher type.
- I was hoping you would kill him. - That's not what karate's about.
It's bye-bye college.
- Perfect. - Score is 0-0.
Why am I so stupid?
- Hi. - Hi.
Did you sign it?
You're one heavy wimp, Daniel.
Let's go! You wimp!
Party time.
- There you go. I got it! - There you go. You got it.
This slope, Miyagi, and that punk kid...
- Have a very pleasant evening, sir. - Thank you, Margaret.
That illegal punch will cost Barnes one point.
"Supply"?
Why do you call him "mister"?
Lay into him.
Hit him, Mike! He's hallucinating.
Well, did you ever think about opening a bonsai store?
Well then, you'll train me, right?
My teacher sends his apologies for John Kreese's dishonourable actions.
You see, he was in the headless picture. You know, we broke up two months ago.
If karate used defend honour, defend a life...
I don't know.
PARTY TIME
...about what happened last year at the tournament.
If karate used defend plastic metal trophy...
Come on, get up!
- You like to see inside shop? - Yeah, I'd love to.
- Who's the DA on the case? - Mr. Cole.
Come on, punk! Let's see what you've got!
I said bow.
What if he tells you to put it back?
Dennis, he didn't sign it yet.
After you hear this, you just might change your mind.
- Where are the magazines I ordered? - Right here, sir.
- Mr. Silver, what are you doing here? - You told me you'd be here, remember?
Miyagi show you something.
"Ow" is not an acceptable kiai in this dojo, Mr. LaRusso.
Your karate's shit. You hear me? Get up!
So let the ropes down.