Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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