Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And maybe...
...I want it straight and I want it fast.
He knows about Jeanie, doesn't he?
You'll see, baby.
They tied his wrists, pumped him full of stuff.
And also, Huggy...
He just stepped out.
It will be like old times.
Your man sung like a stuck canary.
Hutch?
If you take Ninth, you can hit the freeway to the harbour.
Somebody must have tied me up.
I'm so sorry.
Mickey, yeah. That street stoolie.
- Where's Starsky? - He split.
Let's split.
Well, what do you want to do about it?
- The beach. - What beach?
I've got to make a report.
...I appreciate what you're doing for my boys.
... Detective Hutchinson, corner of Elm and Second. We are in pursuit.
Hey, what is this?
- Huggy, do you mind calling me a cab? - Okay, you're a cab...
There's too much between us.
No, I mean missing partner.
Well, I checked her apartment. She hasn't been there for over a week.
Yeah?
There you go, cop.
Looked like she'd seen a ghost or something.
- That's gonna take a while. - So it takes time.
Hiya, baby.
We get him hung up on horse.
Then I got a call from Dobey...
Whoops.
Go on, Forest. Try it!
What did they want?
- Where are we going? - Dreamland, pal, dreamland.
The current ought to carry that body out about 200 miles.
We string him out.
Pretty soon he's gonna beg us to tell us where she is.
Right over there, tiger. Have a seat.
...and what I'll do to you if I find out you were lying.
Yeah, keep an eye on him. I'll check in later.
- Three or four. - Names?
Mickey, you owe me.
...and it's a cinch he knows somebody's looking for Hutch.
If you've got another quarter, you can have a candy bar too. Instant energy.
You wanna write this up? I have a call to make.
Why don't we just dump him and forget it.
You want to help me? Help me!