Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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