Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The others made me do it.

...with the District Attorney.

Sorry, lnspector, but he's been released.

Bozos with big brass nameplates on their desks...

A deal's a deal.

We can't even get a primitive startle response out of her.

He does have his good points, though.

I do my research.

Don't even think about it.

He couldn't live with it.

I can't. My sister's visiting.

I'm looking for friends of George Wilburn's.

-ls that your dog? -Yes.

Okay, Harry. Wake up, sucker.

A very expensive one.

Every day for the past 10 years Loretta there’s been giving me a large black coffee. Today she gives me a large black coffee with sugar in it. A lotta sugar. I just came back to complain.

All right, we'll come, but we have to leave early.

You ain't nothing but a cop.

It was a long time ago.

I think they're just friends of the Chief's son.

But you'll miss the exhibit, you'll miss the opening.

It wasn't that bad, was it?

They should mellow, become more worldly.

Maybe she didn't tell about it when she was being tortured and beaten.

You see, I was a public figure.

You make me want to puke!

One other thing, could you get me Kruger's sheet?

The house is lovely.

He leaves me nothing.

...you'll bleed P.D. blue, jamf.

I'm warning you.

But I was drunk.

Aren't you curious as to why I was here?

I know there's some question you want to ask me.

One night he couldn't wait any longer.

But don't worry, I'm going to take care of everything.

Harry, you don't have a hell of a lot of friends upstairs.

I have a rule. Never drink with a critic.

You can't bust them because you think they're dirty.

Well, I'll come back...

I'm leaving town.

You're a class act, Callahan.

Old ladies being bashed in the head for their Social Security checks.

Maybe the salt air will agree with you.

We call Captain Briggs and let him decide.

Waiter, a beer for Mister....

Okay, you prickless scum!