Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It was a boat race. Everybody else was full of cheese.

What time did Mac usually close his concessions?

Hold up a minute.

Did he ever have any arguments with any of the people around here?

You tell me Johnson was murdered...

Let's go, Eddie.

Y'all gonna talk police business, I'll split.

I know this is very short notice, Mr... Felton, is it?

...with Johnson's lawyer, and I'll have the food concessions operational...

I don't know. I don't know who he was either.

Did he say what it was that he wanted to talk to Miss Forbes about?

Okay, they're in the gates. The flag is up, and they're off!

Wait a second. You thinking what I'm thinking?

Eddie, it's written all over your face.

- I said, get away from me. - We've gotta settle this.

You thinking Mac got pushed down those stairs?

Because people have been getting killed...

That was a great effort, Hutch. But it wasn't art.

What does that make you think of?

Eddie. And Al Taft.

- You two feel like some dinner? - That's a terrific idea.

- That's about 10. - Ten.

- Excuse me just a minute, okay? - Sure.

What I'm trying to say, Ms. Forbes...

- Are you two cops? - Yeah. How'd you know?

If I ever catch him, I won't have to ask him.

We'll get you a rubdown, then we got this 1:00 with this TV reporter.

About 20 more minutes and a dash of oregano.

- Oh, no. - Yeah.

Nobody on Cheese Biscuit? What a pity.

We have a lot of business to take care of.

- What's the matter, you chicken? - Yeah.

Sorry. Excuse me.

Wait a second. I know who that guy is.

Well, what's a broken knee and a sweaty armpit or two?