Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'd say you're more like...

- Is your friend Colby there? - Is Colby here?

You'll probably be seeing your ex-wife and kid within the hour.

You know, one of these days, Mike Robbins...

- Okay. - Oh, thanks. Thanks.

This is a vacant lot, dummy. We've been suckered.

Mrs. Karpel's former husband never made it back from Vietnam.

Herr Leutnant...

They said, "Forget Karpel."

Right now he seems to be pretty busy whaling the tar out of Tito.

Hey, guys, what about your specials?

I had to. Business.

I'm gonna see a guy at a place where she and the kid lived...

Yeah. Take it easy, John.

All right, look, I'll let you have it for half that.

You can call me Maggie, David.

- Thank you, Maggie. - Oh, you're welcome, David.

Yeah. Well, look at it this way, captain.

The question is, what connection did she have with Nate Garvin?

Only I'm having a little bit of trouble finding them, that's all.

- Oh, you wouldn't mind? - No, it would be my pleasure.

Come on! Starsky!

Trust me. Believe me and your future will be ensured.

I'm sorry, I couldn't find Detective Starsky for you.

- Starsky or Hutch? - This is Starsky, captain.

Look, I'll have to think about it, okay?

They're trying to scare me off. Huggy just got in the way.

- There's Colby. I want him. - I got the beach.

Want something to drink? Couple of beers?

Garvin is a powerful man.

You might ask yourself, can I really tell your future with these cards?

And I'm running out of patience with the both of you.

You ever think of opening up an escort service?

But I told you, she's a real nice little lady.

The manager said he didn't know anything.

Two hours ago, in broad daylight on a city street, he got himself killed.

- Yeah, Vinnie? - Remember that guy you and Starsk...

You disappeared out of Miami like a hooked bonefish.

You know something? If I wasn't all tied up...

The brokerage firm that you said you worked for?

Central High School.

Yeah, John Colby.

I want Corey to know his real father.

Thank you, Maggie.