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Mayor: The City of San Francisco does not pay criminals not to commit crimes. Instead, we pay a police department. Lt. Al Bressler: Just go where you're told, do what you're told, play it straight down the line ... Nothing cute, nothing fancy. Just pay the ransom money and report back here.

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Mayor: All right, let's have it. Insp. Harry Callahan: Have what? Mayor: Your report. What have you been doing? Insp. Harry Callahan: Oh, well for the past three quarters of an hour, I have been sitting on my ass in your outer office, waiting on you. Lt. Al Bressler: Dammit all, Harry, that's the Mayor you're talking to! ... Mayor: Won't you sit down Inspector Callahan? ... There's a madman loose, I've asked you what's being done, fair enough? Insp. Harry Callahan: We've got a dozen men checking identification files, checking on all known extortionists, roof top prowlers, rifle nuts, peepers.. Lt. Al Bressler: Mr. Mayor — we've arranged for rooftop surveillance and helicopter patrols especially around the Catholic churches and schools and in the black areas. Insp. Harry Callahan: Ballistics is checking on the slug. We're pretty sure it's a .30-06, seven lands and grooves, right-hand twist ... Lt. Al Bressler: Sir — we're running a computer check on

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Insp. Harry Callahan: Hey there, Jaffe; the usual. Jaffe: The usual lunch or the usual dinner? Insp. Harry Callahan: Well, what difference does that make? Jaffe: Not much. Insp. Harry Callahan: Say Jaffe, is that tan Ford still parked across in front of the bank? Jaffe: Tan Ford ... Mmm mmm yeah. Tan Ford. Insp. Harry Callahan: Engine running? Jaffe: I don't know. How can I tell? Insp. Harry Callahan: Exhaust fumes coming out of the tailpipe. Jaffe: Oh my God, that's awful! Look at all that pollution. Insp. Harry Callahan: Yeah. Do me a favor. [gives him slip of paper] Call this telephone number. Jaffe: Police department? Insp. Harry Callahan: Yeah. Tell them Inspector Callahan thinks there's a 2-11 in progress at the bank. Be sure and tell them that's in progress. Jaffe: In progress. Yes sir. Insp. Harry Callahan: Now, if they'll just wait for the cavalry to arrive. [immediately, an alarm bell goes off and a gunshot is heard] Ah, shit!

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Callahan: I know what you're thinking: 'Did he fire six shots or only five?' Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement, I've kinda lost track myself. But being this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world, and would blow your head clean off... You've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel lucky?' Well, do ya, punk? Thief: Hey! [Callahan turns around] I gots to know... Thief: Son of a bitch...

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Doctor: Sure, Harry. We can save the leg. [takes out some scissors] Callahan: What are you going to do with those? Doctor: Going to cut your pants off. Callahan: No. I'll take them off. Doctor: It'll hurt. Callahan: For $29.50, let it hurt. You can turn your back if you're embarrassed ...

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Gonzales: Why do they call ya "Dirty Harry"? De Georgio: That's one thing about our Harry, he doesn't play any favorites. Harry hates everybody. Limeys, Micks, Hebes, Niggers, Honkies, Fat Dagos, Chinks, you name it. Gonzales: How does he feel about Mexicans? De Georgio: Ask him. Callahan: (says with a wink) Especially Spics.

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Callahan: These loonies. They ought to throw a net over the whole bunch of 'em. Gonzales: I know what you mean.

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Pedestrian: Hey, fruitcake, what do you think you're doing? Callahan: Get the hell out of the way, hammerhead.

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Thug 1: What's in the bag, man? Callahan: You dudes get lost now, ya hear? Thug 2: Screw the bag. Thug 3: Yeah, just give us the wallet now. Callahan: (seething in desperation) You don't listen too good, do ya, asshole?

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Callahan: I'm Callahan. Young Man: My friends call me Alice, but I'll take a dare. Callahan: Well, Alice, when was the last time you were busted? Young Man: If you're vice, I'll kill myself. Callahan: Well, do it at home!

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Gonzalez: [about quitting the force] I've been doing a lot of thinking about it. I have a teaching credential and I figure, what for, you know? Gonzalez's wife: I thought I could take it ... Whatever it takes to be a cop's wife, I'm just not sure I'm making it. He really tries and these bastards, you know, Pig this, Pig that. Ah, but maybe it's when I watch him walk out that door at night, and I think, what if this is the last time I ever see him again ... doesn't it drive your wife crazy? Callahan: Nope. Gonzalez's wife: You mean she got used to it. Callahan: No, she never did really. Gonzalez's wife: Well, what then? Callahan: She's dead. Gonzalez's wife: Oh, please forgive me. Callahan: She was driving home late one night and a drunk crossed the center line. There was no reason for it, really. Gonzalez's wife: I'm so sorry. Callahan: That's o.k. Look, I want you to tell Chico that I understand, you know, him quitting. I-I think he's right. This is no life for you two. Gonz

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De Georgio: Illegal entry, no warrant. Callahan: Looks like we climb. De Georgio: Uh-uh. Too much linguine. I'll find another way.

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De Georgio: You need any help? Callahan: Go on out and get some air, fatso. De Georgio: You're the boss. Scorpio: (bleeding through his leg from a bullet wound) Please no more, I'm hurt, can't you see I'm hurt? You shot me, please don't, don't! Let me have a doctor ... Please give me the doctor, don't kill me! Callahan: The girl, where is she? Scorpio: You tried to kill me! Callahan: If I tried that, your head'd be splattered all over this field. Now where's the girl? Scorpio: I want a lawyer! Callahan: I said, where's the girl? Scorpio: I have the right for a lawyer. Callahan: Where's the girl? Scorpio: I have the right for a lawyer, don't shoot me, I have rights, want a lawyer.......(now whimpers in pain as Harry steps on his injury, causing still more suffering)

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District Attorney: I've just been looking over your arrest report. A very unusual piece of police work. Really amazing. Callahan: Yeah, well I had some luck. District Attorney: You're lucky I'm not indicting you for assault with intent to commit murder. Callahan: What?! District Attorney: Where the hell does it say you've got a right to kick down doors, torture suspects, deny medical attention and legal counsel. Where have you been? Does Escobedo ring a bell? Miranda? I mean, you must have heard of the Fourth Amendment. What I'm saying is, that man had rights. Callahan: Well, I'm all "broken up" about that man's rights. District Attorney: You should be. I've got news for you, Callahan. As soon as he's well enough to leave the hospital, he walks. Callahan: What are you talking about? District Attorney: He's free. Callahan: You mean you're letting him go? District Attorney: We have to, we can't try him. Callahan: And why is that? District Attorney: Because I'm not wasting a half a millio

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Chief: Have you been following that man? Callahan: Yeah, I've been following him on my own time. And anybody can tell I didn't do that to him. Chief: How? Callahan: Cause he looks too damn good, that's how!

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(on phone) The jet must be fueled and ready to go in a half an hour. Skeleton crew, they must be volunteers. Tell them the man is dangerous. Well, here, I'll read you this note which was delivered at eight o'clock this morning: "To the City of San Francisco. You have double-crossed me for the last time. I'm warning you to have my $200,000 in a jet airplane ready and waiting. I will call Mayor's office at one o'clock and tell you about the hostages who I will be happy to kill if you don't do exactly what I say, Scorpio" (pauses) Well, you better have somebody standing by — it could be a false alarm but don't count on it.

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Scorpio: It's very simple. I've got the kids and you start screwing around, the kids start dying. Is the plane ready? Mayor: The jet is being fueled and ready to go at the airport. The money will be there by the time you get there. Scorpio: All right, now listen and listen very carefully. I'm going to be driving along nice and easy, just me and a bus load of kids. I'm going to turn off on the Sir Francis Drake Blvd. on my way to the Santa Rosa Airport. I don't want to see any police cars, helicopters, whatever. Now if you got the guts to play this game by the rules, the kids will have a nice little plane ride. Mayor: Well, where are you going? Scorpio: I'll tell the pilot when I get on the plane. No alerts, nothin'. Mayor: I guarantee you you will not be molested in any way. I give you my word of honor on it.

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Chief: Callahan? — you willing to take the money to him? Callahan: When are you people gonna stop messing around with this guy. He's gotta be stopped now. Mayor: He's got a bus load of kids and I can't take that chance. I gave my word of honor on it, and he will not be molested — and that's a direct order, Callahan! Callahan: Well, you can just get yourself another delivery boy.

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Scorpio: [singing] Row, row, row your boat/gently down the stream/merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily ... Bus Kid: Where are we going? Scorpio: What? What did you say? Bus Kid: Where are we going? Scorpio: We're going to the ice-cream factory and see how ice-cream's made. Now anybody who doesn't wanna go can get off right here. Bus Kid: I wanna go home to my mommy. Scorpio: [slaps the kid] Stupid kid! Come on sing everyone! Sing or I'll go home and kill all your mommies, sing, sing!

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Scorpio: Drop the gun, creep! Scorpio: I'll blow his brains out! [continues laughing manically] Scorpio: Drop the fucking gun! Callahan: I know what you're thinking, punk. You're thinking "Did he fire six shots or only five?" Now, to tell you the truth, I've forgotten myself in all this excitement. But being this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world and it will blow your head clean off, you've gotta ask yourself a question: 'Do I feel lucky? Callahan: Well, do ya, punk?