Starsky & Hutch
Starsky & Hutch

Hutch: Go to sleep tiny dancer.

Starsky & Hutch
Starsky & Hutch

Starsky: Stop shooting my car.

Starsky & Hutch
Starsky & Hutch

Hutch: [waiting outside Huggy's club] What, you've never run an errand on the clock before?
Starsky: No, I happen to take care of my personal business after work. When the taxpayers aren't paying me to protect them.
Hutch: Give me a break. You've never stopped and bought yourself a cup of coffee?
Starsky: I

bring a thermos.

Starsky & Hutch
Starsky & Hutch

Hutch: [after seeing the Grand Torino] Whoa! Your stock just went up in my book, my friend. Pop the hood, let me see what you got under...
Starsky: Hey! Hotshot! What do you think you're doing? This is a Ford Grand Torino. It's not some crappy camper slash apartment. There are rules.
Hutch: Okay, okay.

Starsky: You do not bang on the hood. You never under any circumstances drive. And you will certainly not put your coffee mug on the roof of the car. In fact, no coffee in the car whatsoever. Coffee goes on the ground, you get in the car, we go.

Starsky & Hutch
Starsky & Hutch

Hutch: Look at all these cops. You really want to eat here?
Starsky: It's a great place. Pop's? Come on. If you're one of the cops you eat at Pop's.

Starsky & Hutch
Starsky & Hutch

Hutch: What do you hear on the street these days, Huggy?
Huggy Bear: Dig this. A little bird tells me there's gonna be a big coke deal in Bay City. One for the Guinness books. So they say.
Starsky: Interesting. Who would this little bird be?
Huggy Bear: Look man. I lay it out for y'all to play it out.

Starsky: All right. What does that mean?
Hutch: Don't worry about it.

Starsky & Hutch
Starsky & Hutch

Big Earl: [Starsky tries to bribe Big Earl] I'll tell you what, I do like your blonde friend here. Let me see your belly button.
Hutch: No. Let's go.
[hangs up the phone]
Starsky: Hold on a second. The guy's obviously a freak. Just show him a little skin. Show him your stomach. Nobody's here.
Big Earl:

Are we cool?
Starsky: Yes, we're cool.
Big Earl: [Hutch shows his stomach] Oh, eureka. God, that's nice. It's like a little bowl of oatmeal with a hole in it. I got one too. I just got a little more brown sugar on mine.

Starsky & Hutch
Starsky & Hutch

Starsky: Hey, Hutch, I beat that guy. What was that about?
Hutch: Sure you did. You won.
Starsky: You saw.
Hutch: You won. You danced your heart out.
Starsky: And everybody saw it.
Hutch: Shhh. Go to sleep.
Starsky: I was robbed.

Hutch: I know. Go to sleep. Go to sleep, tiny dancer.

Starsky & Hutch
Starsky & Hutch

Starsky: [kid throws a knife and hits Starsky] Ow! Oh, mama! What is your problem?

Starsky & Hutch
Starsky & Hutch

Chau: [after the bullet falls back into the gun] Wait! There's really a bullet in the gun!
Starsky: [shouts] Yes? I know... That is the point of?Russian Roulette!

Starsky & Hutch
Starsky & Hutch

Bat Mitzvah Singer: Rock into womanhood, Elizabeth. We know that you will.
Reese Feldman: What's that supposed to mean?

Starsky & Hutch
Starsky & Hutch

Huggy Bear: I am an urban informer. I am not a snitch.
Starsky: Come on Huggy, what's the difference?
Huggy Bear: A snitch wears a wire. A snitch is the scum of the information industry.

Starsky & Hutch
Starsky & Hutch

Hutch: We owe you one Huggy.
Huggy Bear: No, you're gonna owe me more than one, man.
Hutch: Well, let's slow down with the score keeping, I may have to start remembering some of the things I've overlooked in the past and mention them to my partner. How'd that be?

Starsky & Hutch
Starsky & Hutch

Starsky: Seriously, do it. Do it. Do it.
Reese Feldman: Listen, jackass. You either give me a ticket, or get the hell off this stage, you dig that?
[Starsky point his gun to Reese]
Reese Feldman: Whoa, whoa, whoa, guys.
Starsky: Pop the trunk, Candyman.
Hutch: You heard him. Pop

it!
Captain Doby: What the hell are you two doing?
Starsky: Pop IT!

Starsky & Hutch
Starsky & Hutch

Reese Feldman: [Kitty kisses Reese] Mmm... why'd I'd get so lucky?
Kitty: I dunno... I just love when you talk so tough...
Reese Feldman: Of course you do baby, that's why you're my girlfriend on the side.

Starsky & Hutch
Starsky & Hutch

Starsky: A little word of advice: next time you're watching a place, don't claim that you own it just because you're watching it, OK? I house sit for my sister all the time; it's not like I claim that I own her house, ya know what I mean?

Starsky & Hutch
Starsky & Hutch

Reese Feldman: [to a drug dealer] Coke: It costs *money*. Planes: they cost money. This yacht, this perm, my kid's braces: it all costs money.
[pointing at his mistress]
Reese Feldman: Do you think Kitty's free?
Kitty: What?

Starsky & Hutch
Starsky & Hutch

Reese Feldman: Goodbye, heroes.

Starsky & Hutch
Starsky & Hutch

Reese Feldman: You know a lot about golf.
Huggy Bear: I know even more about grass.

Starsky & Hutch
Starsky & Hutch

Starsky: Wrong answer, Big Earl.
Bartender: Big Earl? I'm not Big Earl, I'm Jeff.
Hutch: Yeah, sure, no-one's who they say they are.
Bartender: Seriously. Think about it, I'm not even big.
Hutch: Yeah, he's got a point.
Starsky: Maybe it's one of those ironic

names like Tiny over in vice. He's like eight feet tall and everyone calls him Tiny.
Hutch: Except this guy's kind of normal size, he'd have to be a lot smaller for a name like Big Earl to be ironic.
Starsky: You don't have to be a midget, how tall are you?
Bartender: I don't know, 5'9"?
Starsky: Well

that is kind of?
Hutch: It's borderline, it's average.

Starsky & Hutch
Starsky & Hutch

Hutch: I've always had this theory about police work. If you can't beat 'em? join 'em! Besides, a lot of cops worry about the wrong thing - crime. Not me though. I'm looking out for numero uno.

Starsky & Hutch
Starsky & Hutch

Starsky: That's me in the leather jacket and tight jeans.

Starsky & Hutch
Starsky & Hutch

Reese Feldman: Will you do my back, please. I don't wanna tan weird, am I tanning weird?
Kitty: No you look really good, you're really bronzing.

Starsky & Hutch
Starsky & Hutch

Hutch: Hey, there he is.
Willis: How's life at the clink treating you?
Hutch: Not great. I got this new tight-assed partner they stuck me with, but hopefully it won't last too long.
Willis: So, you got that $20 you owe me?
Hutch: 20? Willis, I thought it was 5!

Willis: Hutch, that was my grandmother's birthday money.
Hutch: Come on, ease up, I just told you things aren't going great for me down at the precinct, you know, just back off a little. Can I get it to you on Thursday?
Willis: No later than Thursday.
Hutch: No later than Thursday.

Starsky & Hutch
Starsky & Hutch

Starsky: Come on cap, don't drag Hutch into this. I shot the pony.