Starsky and Hutch

No, I don’t.
Can I get you boys anything else?

Actually, we’re good.
Thank you so much, though, 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.

Part of their parole is
they have to have a job.

The Catch-22 is not that many people
are that excited to hire a felon.

Those poor ex-cons. They really
can’t catch a break, can they?

No, it’s a vicious cycle
those guys get caught up in.

- D’you see the article in “The New Times?”
- You bet your ass I did. I love that writer.

But I’d be lying to you if I didn’t say that
we get some pretty good tax breaks, too.

- There it is - the kicker.
- Just a perk.

This sly dog here.
- Now what do you got?
- Tickets to our annual fund-raiser.

- I’d love for you to be my guests.
- Can’t accept gratuities. It’s against policy.

These don’t look like gratuities. They look
like two tickets. I’d be happy to accept ‘em.

Hey, what about Terrence?
Is he in some kind of trouble?

He’s dead. His body washed up
in the marina this morning.

- No.
- Punched his last ticket, as they say.

You try to do all you can for these guys,
but it’s just never enough, is it?

No, I guess it isn’t.
When was the last time you saw him?

- The last place I saw...
- Wow. This is a nice boat.

- Reese, is this yours?
- Actually, that’s a yacht.

- I’m sorry. A yacht.
- Excuse me, Hutch?

- Can we focus on the investigation?
- Sure.

- Thank you.
- Could use another one of these.

Right on. That was great, girls. Take five.