All right, let's have it.
Have what?
Your report. What have you been doing?
Oh, well for the past three quarters of an hour, I have been sitting on my ass in your outer office, waiting on you.
Dammit all, Harry, that's the Mayor you're talking to!...
Won't you sit down Inspector Callahan?....There's a madman loose, I've asked you what's being done, fair enough?
We've got a dozen men checking identification files, checking on all known extortionists, roof top prowlers, rifle nuts, peepers..
Mr. Mayor - we've arranged for rooftop surveillance and helicopter patrols especially around the Catholic churches and schools and in the black area.
Ballistics is checking on the slug. We're pretty sure it's a 30 ott 6, 7 lands and grooves, righthand twist...
Sir - we're running a computer check on everybody in the files whose birthday falls between October 23rd and November the 21st.
Why?
Natives of Scorpio.
Thank you Inspector. Have any of you mentioned this note to anyone? How about you? (looking at Callahan)
Nobody.
Your wife, sweetheart,...press?
Nobody.
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.
Wait a minute. Do I get this rght? You're gonna play this creep's game?
It'll get us more breathing space.
It also might get somebody killed. Why don't you let me meet with the son-of-a-bitch?
No, none of that. You'd end up with a real blood-bath.
I agree with the Chief. We'll do it this way, all right?
Thank you Mr. Mayor. Come on Callahan, let's go.
Sir?
I don't want any more trouble like you had last year in the Fillmore District. Understand? That's my policy.
Yeah, well, when an adult male is chasing a female with intent to commit rape, I shoot the bastard, that's my policy.
Intent? How did you establish that?
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.
