Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I got blood.
What are you arguing about? There's enough of me to go around.
What happened to not helping somebody who's not worth it?
How shortsighted of them.
He was hurting at the time and none of the guards noticed.
That's two days in a row.
Just like those reports you handed in about that hotel shooting.
- Cut it out, will you? - You have no right.
You see, the Kid is here on a complete misunderstanding.
You still on a downer because of that kid?
Mom?
You're coming with me, Sharman. Just come on.
I can't leave her here.
- Good morning, captain. - Starsky's out again.
"Remember Grant, remember Lee, to hell with them, remember me."
He's a bad one.
She tells me that you don't want me to be your Big Brother anymore.
Really.
Not one of them in a house that rents for over 100 bucks.
People you knew when you were a kid get famous...
What's that?
- But if Packrat... - It ain't Packrat I'm worried about.
I don't know who he is. He broke in here last night.
What if I need you?
That's right.
Every day of my life, at some time or another, I say that to myself.
- We're not looking for ducks, Starsk. - Okay.
You may not have to look at those mug books after all.
Probably.
Not this way.
Just keep trying.
What's the room number?