Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[Detective] It was Wednesday, January 7.
I see the fire
Just the facts, ma'am. He leave anything else behind?
You saved my house, my gals, my life.
It was chilly that morning in the City of Angels.
one distressed 1985 unmarked Ford sedan.
Get me these things! Please
and reflecting the cutting edge of Serbo-Croatian technology.
Sitting in a park, getting eaten by ducks, sifting through garbage.
tell Jerry Caesar he's out of business.
He'll tell or I'll shove that collar so far down his throat...
Okay, so maybe all his dogs aren't attached to one leash.
- You just flew through a stop sign! - It felt good.
Where do you go? What is her name? Does she have a sister?
this is not working on little ray (2004)
And I'll never forget his face.
My name's Streebek. I'm a cop.
I consider you a real friend.
I don't know why, but...
Kill the good! Kill the good!
I've never needed more.
You have the right to remain silent.
that even Mr Caesar himself has bravely decided...
Could you tell us where he is?
I seem to have left my notebook in the car.
No matter how many times I see that, it never ceases to disgust me.
have given way to Taser guns and anodized metal batons.
[Jerry Caesar] Thank you so much for comin'.
[Snarling, Screaming]
But when they attack great institutions like our city zoo, my hackles turn red.
He accused us of being on a drinking binge...
No cheques or money. I looked.
We're pinned down. Hold your positions!
I outrank you. I'll drive.
He was a loner. Took off in the middle of the night.
Nuh-huh.
Wer? Mutz. Emil Mutz.
- When did you become Miss Manners? - First, you don't have a warrant.
Just the facts man.
A less experienced officer might have been concerned he was getting potluck.
It's not mister or junior or bub or even Streebek.
- Who's Connie? - I don't know.
Cloud 9 to Thunderhead. We're startin' the gas.
That's right. Impersonating a police officer.
Head of the Moral Advance Movement of America. He's a public hero.
this is not working on little old spice and cb4
♪♪ [Dragnet March Plays]
It means I don't care what undercover rock you crawled out from...
There's no road here.
Yes, sir! Yes, indeed!
I should've thrown it in the river the day he left...
Detective Streebek to you. Let's get this mop trimmed.
why don't I hold on to it until the formal presentation?
Jesus Christ! I'm about to be eaten!
what better place is there to begin with than Los Angeles...
With this lion's mane, he does consecrate.
filled with polluted water and a giant Bolivian jungle snake.
I was kind of excited.
Wait a minute. Settle down.
I'm so proud!
If you give up the right to remain silent...
♪ Don't have to say nothin' at all You all got two calls ♪
Police officers! Clear the road.
This music was pulsating over and over again.
Right.
I placed a call to the virgin Connie Swail...
Oh.
- Joe. - [Whirley Laughs]
- He's really racking up the violations. - Not him, you!
All right, boys, let's do it!
unless you have something tangible to direct it against?
Streebek had gone to seek assistance from friends...
- But, Commissioner? - Gannon.
It's him again.
♪ To bust you all for being violent ♪
Good driving!
Put a clamp on it!
She was a Baitmate.
With this grim fact in mind...
It's Nightmare on Elm Street.
Guinness Fresh Wholesome Guinness
Illegal hallucinogenic love drugs.
Let's have one of your smokes.
Yes, ma'am. Although you could be cited for swearing at us.
Go Rams
Joe, he is sitting with the commissioner and our captain.
Tighter! Pretend I'm Connie. Ooh!
Go!
so the police and Mr Caesar's next of kin...
You smooth-talking son of a gun.
♪ Dragnet, Dragnet, Dragnet ♪♪
by his total disregard for departmental procedure.
Thank God, it's Friday!
Come on. Let's go to the car and find that notebook.
Captain, call the sheriff's department. I have the directions to the compound.
That's where I come in, doing my job to the best of my ability on a daily basis.
because now he was going to play the detective game by my rules.
Jonathan.
saying, Take me! I want to live on damn cement?
There's one illegal lab in the city with the capacity, personnel and equipment...
You are under arrest!
You got a lifetime subscription to Bait, Dollies and Field and Cream.
I don't have. I can quote 'em to you.
I've never needed more.