Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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