Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You know...
See, we're both hard-nosed, Rolly...
All right, let's check.
- Fix my mirror, will you? - Yeah.
That's Hutch and Starsky.
And anything else you might happen to know...
Took her to the whatchamacallit and gave her my thingamajig.
- Not again. - I owe you.
Because Mr. Tallman is in the steam bath...
You didn't have to do that.
- It's Henderson. - Yeah, it's Henderson.
There's a picture on the tube that I didn't see the end of.
- Police, open up! - You lousy shyster creep! Over there!
- Detectives Starsky and Hutchinson. - Yeah, what about Starsky and Hutch?
Everybody believes it was a case of mistaken identity.
...that tried to burn us?
There's probably a long one on both Zane and Cannell.
Look, counsellor, our department has a schedule to meet too.
Hey, how's it going, Rolly?
Was identification made through her fingerprints?
Do you know two hit men, probably imported recently...
The DA's thing is like slumming, as far as he's concerned.
...at the trial Wednesday morning.
...to book a two-bit canner like me? You don't wanna do that, do you?
I hope we get back to the place by 1:00.
You and me are like little bugs, waiting to crawl out...
Making me come here was stupid. You two are dumb.
Go get them, Tiger.
Why do we have to take off our clothes?
Now, tell me...
But then my lawyers will ask the judge to fix bail...
- Hey, Starsk. - What?
Her roommate was checking them out at the front desk when you pulled in.
Coley.
...so I wouldn't shock the nurses.
Nobody's investigating this.
Because whoever it was wanted to kill not you and me...
I'll treat you to some coffee.
I'm gone.
I don't know. Really.
Well, let's see what we've got here.
You guys know what you're doing. That's good enough for me.
It's not.
I'll tell you something, Hutch.
Even dying's a living.
So that's the question.
When I was in high school, I played defensive back for the football team.