Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, I checked her apartment. She hasn't been there for over a week.
Hey, what is this?
Well, what do you want to do about it?
Hiya, baby.
Looked like she'd seen a ghost or something.
I've got to make a report.
Pretty soon he's gonna beg us to tell us where she is.
- Huggy, do you mind calling me a cab? - Okay, you're a cab...
- Where are we going? - Dreamland, pal, dreamland.
...I want it straight and I want it fast.
Let's split.
- Where's Starsky? - He split.
Mickey, yeah. That street stoolie.
We string him out.
If you take Ninth, you can hit the freeway to the harbour.
He just stepped out.
And maybe...
He knows about Jeanie, doesn't he?
No, I mean missing partner.
Go on, Forest. Try it!
Hutch?
It will be like old times.
Yeah, keep an eye on him. I'll check in later.
Why don't we just dump him and forget it.
...and what I'll do to you if I find out you were lying.
... Detective Hutchinson, corner of Elm and Second. We are in pursuit.
And also, Huggy...
You'll see, baby.
You want to help me? Help me!
Whoops.
Then I got a call from Dobey...
- Three or four. - Names?
...and it's a cinch he knows somebody's looking for Hutch.
Mickey, you owe me.
Somebody must have tied me up.
Right over there, tiger. Have a seat.
What did they want?
Your man sung like a stuck canary.
- The beach. - What beach?
- That's gonna take a while. - So it takes time.
...I appreciate what you're doing for my boys.
I'm so sorry.
Yeah?
If you've got another quarter, you can have a candy bar too. Instant energy.
We get him hung up on horse.
You wanna write this up? I have a call to make.
The current ought to carry that body out about 200 miles.
There's too much between us.
They tied his wrists, pumped him full of stuff.
There you go, cop.