Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Zebra Three here. Go ahead, captain.
- I didn't do that. It was Marty! - Marty who?
I'll have you know something.
...to help out with the work here.
Now, if you want to get a list of alumni...
Glitter Club. Bessinger.
510 Stanford.
Then help us find him.
What's this doing here?
Out the window and gone.
What do you think you're gonna do with that?
Why not?
He hasn't been too thrilled with cops since.
Lettuce, tomato, mayonnaise, salt, pepper, relish and lots of onions.
A magnificent performance, as usual.
...up pops Bessinger's name.
They'll make you say that R.C. Wasn't here the night they came.
...a double order of french fries...
- I got the front. - Okay, I'm going in.
Thanks, captain.
I don't know what'll happen first, whether I'll go broke or hungry.
It doesn't help much.
You can't talk when they're looking at you.
If we're not gone like we plan to be, they know I'm not the real Ignatius.
A patrol car, a police car, almost had him 20 minutes ago.
- Yeah? - Who ordered Chinese from next door?
Will you stay out of this?
Take care of that man and get everybody out of the theatre!
Later.
I couldn't eat that meal you invited me to at your place last night.
Used too big a charge.
...one of your super-duper chocolate malts and a cup of coffee?
If they're looking for a safecracker, maybe we ought to give them one.
Suspect might be armed and dangerous.
No more robberies until the heat lets up.
Like people always use you.
- No, thank you. - No.
They killed him. But I didn't do that.