Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, maybe some wine.
Never.
What do you mean, shut up?
We don't want anyone to get hurt because of us.
Detectives Starsky and Hutchinson have identified them.
- Gregg, would you turn that thing off? - What?
Don't forget the chilli.
- Report in every 10 minutes. - Come in, Captain Dobey. I've lost you.
You, stay!
We got a black guy called Gregg something and his pal, Wilbur Sloan.
- You ready now? - You sure?
Get him the hell out of here!
...if you give me your word that you won't try to escape...
We got a choice.
To aid in his survey, we have arranged for the proprietor...
Hey, ain't you supposed to come in through the alley?
Excuse me.
...about some bad news that blew in from Denver last week.
Henny! Our car!
Don't turn it off. How will we know who won?
Ed, we got no future if those two find out we gave out information.
What kind of food do they serve in the slammer, Detective Starsky?
It was stolen from the parking lot at the Quality Coffee Shop.
...you tell him you got two high rollers out here. Now, what's the word?
We've got plenty of time...
It's private back there, man.
We're gonna have to take you folks in.
- Did you gentlemen want to see us? - Yes.
- Hey, Hutch? - What?
You had them cold, but you blew it.
You like that noise so much, you stay.
No, Huey, they look like the fuzz to me.
Detectives Starsky and Hutchinson have identified the car thieves.
You win, we double the 50, and you don't have to tell us nothing.
...that is not white anymore?
Hey, listen. What we want to know is worth about 50 bucks to us.
Plates.
- Don't suppose you got the license? - He sure did.
Then I heard a crash of bottles.
- I mean, I'm not trying to... - Just don't go away, Ted.