Lieutenant Neil Briggs
You and your partner are back on Homicide.
Harry Callahan
This is a little dramatic, is it, Briggs? Not your usual style.
Lieutenant Neil Briggs
It's meant to be, Callahan.
Look, this thing might be bigger than even we think it is. [They walk past the bodies of the vigilante cop's victims, with Avery calling out each one's crimes as they go along] Hijacking and gambling. [He lifts the tag of the second corpse] Trucking. [lifts tag on the third corpse] Narcotics and prostitution. This is the cream in the bottle, Callahan: someone's trying to put the courts out of business.
Harry Callahan
So far you've said nothing wrong. [They reach the last two bodies]
This one just came in about an hour ago. Somebody wants it all. [points to the left body] This guy was just a pimp. [points to the body next to it] That's one of his girls.
Harry Callahan
How did she get it?
Uh, sometime before he got hit, he poured a can of drain cleaner down her throat.
Harry Callahan
That shows a certain sense of style.
Lieutenant Neil Briggs
You're all heart, Callahan.
Harry Callahan
Look, am I gonna have to have him leaning over my shoulder?
Look, you work with Briggs on this, Callahan. But if you ever lean out of line, so help me lord, I'll flop you lower than whale shit.
Harry Callahan
Speaking of whale shit, what have you turned up, Briggs?
Lieutenant Neil Briggs
Nobody in my department is sitting on their ass.
See this thing, Callahan? The chief; he calls me on this all the time. Even in the can. I haven't been out of my shoes for 48 hours and still we have no witnesses; not one. In these cases, there's always an officer right on top of the crime, but nobody's ever seen a thing.
Harry Callahan
Who was the officer on this one?
A patrolman, uh, Sweet, wasn't it, Briggs?
Harry Callahan
Sweet seems like a good man. Well I'll get on the Ballistics report first thing in the morning.
Lieutenant Neil Briggs
We ran all the slugs through Ballistics. We're never gonna see those guns; it was too professional. You're wasting your time.
Harry Callahan
Well it takes me time, Briggs. [walks towards the door] A man has to know his limitations. [leaves the morgue]
