Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...to help out with the work here.
I'll have you know something.
You can't talk when they're looking at you.
He hasn't been too thrilled with cops since.
It doesn't help much.
Thanks, captain.
Glitter Club. Bessinger.
Then help us find him.
- I got the front. - Okay, I'm going in.
No more robberies until the heat lets up.
Zebra Three here. Go ahead, captain.
Will you stay out of this?
...a double order of french fries...
- Yeah? - Who ordered Chinese from next door?
Like people always use you.
What do you think you're gonna do with that?
- No, thank you. - No.
510 Stanford.
A patrol car, a police car, almost had him 20 minutes ago.
I don't know what'll happen first, whether I'll go broke or hungry.
Suspect might be armed and dangerous.
Later.
Out the window and gone.
...up pops Bessinger's name.
- I didn't do that. It was Marty! - Marty who?
They'll make you say that R.C. Wasn't here the night they came.
Take care of that man and get everybody out of the theatre!
Now, if you want to get a list of alumni...
Why not?
If they're looking for a safecracker, maybe we ought to give them one.
A magnificent performance, as usual.
What's this doing here?
Lettuce, tomato, mayonnaise, salt, pepper, relish and lots of onions.
They killed him. But I didn't do that.
Used too big a charge.
...one of your super-duper chocolate malts and a cup of coffee?
If we're not gone like we plan to be, they know I'm not the real Ignatius.
I couldn't eat that meal you invited me to at your place last night.