Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No.
Even learning the composition won't help...
I'm scared.
Would you mind moving?
Any or all possibly inaccurate.
What do you mean, what the hell am I doing?
It was far too sophisticated for anybody as simple as Bellamy.
Somewhere on Channing Avenue, I think. Hey, what's the matter?
- That's part of his job. - But you're not going.
They were here a while ago. They just came back.
Well, that's it, huh?
I can't help thinking that when you told the police...
...and block the impulses. - What happens?
- Would you get me a glass of water? - Yeah, sure.
What'd you have to do that for?
Hello?
I'm asking you to save my partner's life.
Well, howdy, Starsky. Y'all come on in and have a drink.
Dad, Hutch tried to protect you in that report.
Well, then you wouldn't mind telling us where he is.
The doctor returned me to work as soon as possible.
I'm getting teams out to them.
What about the 24 hours? Does it hold?
The doc says I was drugged first.
- There's no way of testing that. - Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
What do you think you're doing?
...and have them on our desks. - No chance, Hutch.
He asked me to tell you. Said he hates soapy scenes.
- Nothing very good. - You're doing all you can, Cheryl.
- Vic! - Don't shoot.
Vic wasn't smart enough to do this by himself.