Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Gregg, would you turn that thing off? - What?
Detectives Starsky and Hutchinson have identified them.
We're gonna have to take you folks in.
Henny! Our car!
Then I heard a crash of bottles.
It's private back there, man.
- Report in every 10 minutes. - Come in, Captain Dobey. I've lost you.
...that is not white anymore?
You win, we double the 50, and you don't have to tell us nothing.
...if you give me your word that you won't try to escape...
...about some bad news that blew in from Denver last week.
- Did you gentlemen want to see us? - Yes.
Plates.
...you tell him you got two high rollers out here. Now, what's the word?
Hey, listen. What we want to know is worth about 50 bucks to us.
To aid in his survey, we have arranged for the proprietor...
We've got plenty of time...
Ed, we got no future if those two find out we gave out information.
You, stay!
You like that noise so much, you stay.
We got a black guy called Gregg something and his pal, Wilbur Sloan.
We don't want anyone to get hurt because of us.
No, Huey, they look like the fuzz to me.
You had them cold, but you blew it.
Yeah, maybe some wine.
Don't forget the chilli.
- Don't suppose you got the license? - He sure did.
- You ready now? - You sure?
Never.
What do you mean, shut up?
Excuse me.
- Hey, Hutch? - What?
It was stolen from the parking lot at the Quality Coffee Shop.
- I mean, I'm not trying to... - Just don't go away, Ted.
What kind of food do they serve in the slammer, Detective Starsky?
Don't turn it off. How will we know who won?
Hey, ain't you supposed to come in through the alley?
We got a choice.
Get him the hell out of here!
Detectives Starsky and Hutchinson have identified the car thieves.