Starsky & Hutch

Starsky:
Alright, let's check.

Hutch:
Shells?

Starsky:
Shells.

Hutch:
Your Beretta?

Starsky:
My Beretta. Your 38?

Hutch:
My 38. Flares?

Starsky:
Six flares.

Hutch:
Tear gas grenades?

Starsky:
Tear gas grenades, 1, 2, 3, 4.

Hutch:
Shotgun?

Starsky:
Shotgun, racked and loaded.

Hutch:
Two radios?

Starsky:
Two radios with fresh batteries, it's alright?

Hutch:
It's alright. Flashlight?

Starsky:
One flashlight.

Hutch:
And the book.

Starsky:
And the book.

Hutch:
OK, let's get outta here.