Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hey, I feel a brilliant idea coming to the surface.
Captain?
I got that same exact photo in my locker down at the station house.
Yeah, yeah, I'm coming.
Hey, that's a good idea, mister.
Who are you supposed to be?
1977.
Oh, please, Gus.
Okay, here we go.
And a hand signal at that kind of speed would rip off my Lee press-ons.
I'm not Dick Cavett.
Will I meet myself in the future?
Hey, that's good.
But how?
How'd you do then?
Will I get a guy executed by mistake?
Now, to tell you the truth, kid, being on the force was a pain in the butt aside from that license to kill.
Ew, that tastes weird.
I just, uh, I want to slap on a little brute.
Shoot.
Don't thank me.
No, I'd never do that.
You've proved your loyalty to me by saving my life.
So I let him practice a sex change operation on me before they went and did those gay guys in Sweden.