Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Want to tell me about her? - Just a pretty black girl from Detroit...

Now, all we know is that he was sitting in the back in a corner.

I only give it to my friends.

You're pregnant.

- That was Ginger. - Ginger?

First voice say the one with Southern accent.

I didn't even see him coming.

Now, we've got the list that Birnbom gave us.

You mean, you picked up your phone...

- Which way to her apartment? - By the pool.

I'll call you guys in off the street...

No, I think Kathi saw it.

And he ordered a Coke.

Used to play for the New Orleans Saints.

- Consider it done. - And, sugar...

All right, folks, listen. Hey, come on, girls.

Yeah. I sent three waiters out to look for him.

Forget it. I don't want to think about it.

We could spend a week...

This is Starsky. Give me the Vegas Police.

Hey, Manny, where's Ginger? We're going to take her home now.

I'll... I'll get the money.

...the waiter, Albert. - It's Arnold.

Hey, Detective Starsky?

...you tell them the price has gone up another $10,000.

Maybe it's some freak who likes to do things in the dark to give himself a lift.

- 200. Good. - Mr. Delano. Cops.

Anton, that smells like heaven.

...could you hold on for a minute? Thanks.

Sometimes, I think there's something wrong with the way you think.

Fifty thousand dollars.

You understand? I mean, that was a psycho.

He was on his way, and he never made it over the state line.

I just wanted to take off!

...when you're really scared...

Where are you hiding? Come out where I can see you.

What about any obscene phone calls? You know, heavy breathing?