Dirty Harry

Dirty Harry quotes

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Chico Gonzalez
Harry Callahan
Multiple Characters
Scorpio Killer


[in a note] To the City of San Francisco - You have double-crossed me for the last time. I'm warning you to have my $200,000 dollars and a jet airplane ready and waiting. I will call the 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.


Mayor: All right, let's have it.
Callahan: Have what?
Mayor: Your report. What have you been doing?
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.
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?
Callahan: We've got a dozen men checking identification files, checking on all known extortionists, roof top prowlers, rifle nuts, peepers..
Bressler: Mr. Mayor - we've arranged for rooftop surveillance and helicopter patrols especially around the Catholic churches and schools and in the black area.
Callahan: Ballistics is checking on the slug. We're pretty sure it's a 30 ott 6, 7 lands and grooves, righthand twist...
Bressler: Sir - we're running a computer check on everybody in the files whose birthday falls between October 23rd and November the 21st.
Mayor: Why?
Callahan: Natives of Scorpio.
Mayor: Thank you Inspector. Have any of you mentioned this note to anyone? How about you? (looking at Callahan)
Callahan: Nobody.
Mayor: Your wife, sweetheart,...press?
Callahan: Nobody.
Mayor: All right. Give the message to the Chronicle. We'll agree to pay, but we'll tell him we need time to get the money together.
Callahan: Wait a minute. Do I get this rght? You're gonna play this creep's game?
Mayor: It'll get us more breathing space.
Callahan: It also might get somebody killed. Why don't you let me meet with the son-of-a-bitch?
Chief: No, none of that. You'd end up with a real blood-bath.
Mayor: I agree with the Chief. We'll do it this way, all right?
Bressler: Thank you Mr. Mayor. Come on Callahan, let's go.
Mayor: (calls out) Callahan.
Callahan: Sir?
Mayor: I don't want any more trouble like you had last year in the Fillmore District. Understand? That's my policy.
Callahan: Yeah, well, when an adult male is chasing a female with intent to commit rape, I shoot the bastard, that's my policy.
Mayor: Intent? How did you establish that?
Callahan: When a naked man is chasing a woman through an alley with a butcher knife and a hard-on, I figure he isn't out collecting for the Red Cross.
Mayor: [after Callahan has left] I think he's got a point.

Jaffe: The usual lunch or the usual dinner?
Callahan: Well, what difference does that make?
Jaffe: None.
Callahan: Say Jaffe, is that tan Ford still parked in front of the bank?
Jaffe: Tan Ford...Yep. Tan Ford.
Callahan: Engine running?
Jaffe: I don't know. How can I tell?
Callahan: Exhaust fumes coming from the tailpipe.
Jaffe: Oh, my God. That is awful. Look at all that pollution.
Callahan: Yeah. Do me a favor. [gives him slip of paper] Call this number.
Jaffe: Police department?
Callahan: Yeah. Tell them Inspector Callahan thinks there's a 211 in progress at the bank. Be sure and tell them that's in progress.
Jaffe: In progress. Yes sir.
[goes to phone and starts dialing]
Callahan: Now, if they'll just wait for the cavalry to arrive.
[suddenly a gun shot goes off and an alarm bell follows immediately]
Callahan: Ah, shit...

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 as 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 surrenders]
Thief: Hey....I gots to know!
[Callahan pulls the trigger, but the gun just clicks on an empty chamber and he grins. Camera cuts to the thief mouthing "Son of a bitch!"]

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: $29.50, let it hurt.

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, Hebs, Fat Dagos, Niggers, Honkies, Chinks, you name it.
Gonzales: How does he feel about Mexicans?
De Georgio: Ask him.
Callahan:(says with a wink) Especially Spics.

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

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

Thug 1: What's in the bag, man?
Callahan: You dudes get lost now, ya hear?
Thug 2: Screw the bag.
Thug 1: Yeah, just give us the wallet now.
Callahan: [pulling his gun] You don't listen, do ya, asshole?

Callahan: I'm Callahan.
Young Man: My friends call me Alice, and I will 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!

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.
Gonzalez's wife: Why do you stay in it then?
Callahan: I don't know, I really don't.

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

De Georgio: You need any help?
Callahan: Go on out and get some air, fatso.
De Georgio: You're the boss.
Scorpio: No, no, no, no. Don't do anything more. You tried to kill me...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.

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 million dollars of the taxpayer's money on a trial we can't possibly win. The problem is, we don't have any evidence.
Callahan: Evidence? What the hell do you call that? [He gestures toward Scorpio's weapon]
District Attorney: I call it nothing, zero.
Callahan: Are you trying to tell me that Ballistics can't match the bullet up to this rifle?
District Attorney: It does not matter what Ballistics can do. This rifle might make a nice souvenir. But it's inadmissible as evidence.
Callahan: And who says that?
District Attorney: It's the law.
Callahan: Well then, the law is crazy!
District Attorney: This is Judge Bannerman of the appellate court. He also holds classes in constitutional law in Berkeley. I've asked him for an opinion, your Honor?
Judge: Well, in my opinion, the search of the suspect's quarters was illegal. Evidence obtained thereby, such as that hunting rifle, for instance, is inadmissible in court. You should have gotten a search warrant. I'm sorry, but it's that simple.
Callahan: Search warrant!? There was a girl dying.
District Attorney: She was in fact dead according to the medical report.
Callahan: But I didn't know that.
Judge: The court would have to recognize the police officer's legitimate concern for the girl's life, but there is no way they can possibly condone police torture. All evidence concerning the girl - the suspect's confession, all physical evidence - would have to be excluded.
Callahan: (sighs) There must be something you can get him on.
Judge: Without the evidence of the gun and the girl, (half chuckles) I couldn't convict him of spitting on the sidewalk. No, the suspect's rights were violated, under the Fourth and Fifth and probably the Sixth and Fourteenth Amendments.
Callahan: And Anne Marie Deacon, what about her rights? I mean, she's raped and left in a hole to die. Who speaks for her?
District Attorney: The District Attorney's office, if you'll let us. I've got a wife and three kids. I don't want him on the streets any more than you do.
Callahan: Well, he won't be out there long.
District Attorney: What is that supposed to mean?
Callahan: I mean sooner or later he's gonna stub his toe and then I'll be right there.
District Attorney: This office won't stand for any harrassment.
Callahan: You know, you're crazy if you think you've heard the last of this guy. He's gonna kill again.
District Attorney: How do you know?
Callahan: 'Cause he likes it.

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!