Starsky & Hutch Page #4

- The key is not to pop it.

- Hey.

- You gotta be very ginger.

- What are you doing?

- I said, drop the stick.

You point a gun at me?

Okay, fine, have it your way.

Knock yourself out.

- What are you gonna solve, anyway?

- I'm gonna solve a murder.

Monday, June 3rd. Male Caucasian body,

apparently dumped from the Bay Bridge.

Actually, there's no sign of impact,

so he was probably just dropped out at sea.

Could you please not talk

while I'm recording?

Thank you.

All right, I'm just gonna call

in the meat wagon, all right?

Looks like you punched

your last ticket, amigo.

I'm sorry, did you just tough-talk

a dead body?

I lost my flow.

- Zebra 3 to base.

- Dispatch. Go ahead, Zebra 3.

We're gonna need a coroner notification.

We got a DB down at municipal jetty.

10-4, will inform.

Tell them to bring a body bag

and some galoshes. He's a wet one.

Copy that, Starsky.

Found a wallet.

Nothing in it.

- Medium-rare, okay?

- You got it.

Look at all these cops.

You wanna eat here?

It's a great place.

Pop's? Come on.

"If you're one of the cops,

eat at Pop's. "

- Okay, hot stuff.

- Zebra 3.

2- 11 in progress, please respond.

- Go for Starsky.

- Hurry, Starsky.

We got two perps holding up

a gumball machine on 5th Street.

- Let's go.

- A gumball machine?

- Lethal force if necessary!

Very funny, Manetti.

Hey, it's Captain and Tennille.

That means one of you would

actually have to make captain.

- Radio's for police business only.

- That's true. Why'd they give you one?

- Let's get out of here.

- Not that funny.

That Manetti really thinks he's something.

But you know what?

- He's not.

- Take it easy.

- You think that's funny?

- No, no, I mean, you just gotta rise above it.

- What do we got in the wallet?

- Not much.

Driver's license, couple receipts.

No cash whatsoever.

"Reese Feldman Corporation. "

What do you call that?

Terrence Meyers.

That name does sound vaguely familiar.

- Isn't he part of our Nearly There program?

- I think he is.

Terrence Meyers. Baby, isn't he

the guy dating a Bay City Kitty?

Remember?

We were joking about it.

Really? Bay City Kitty.

You mean the cheerleaders.

You happen to remember her name?

No, I don't.

- Can I get you boys anything else?

- We're good. Thank you so much, honey.

That's my angel. I love her.

A second ago you mentioned

the Nearly There Foundation. What is that?

That's a program that we set up

to help ex-cons get back on their feet.

Their parole requires them to have a job.

The Catch-22...

...is not that many people

are excited to hire a felon.

Those poor ex-cons,

they can't catch a break.

No, it's a vicious cycle

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