Dirty Harry 2: Magnum Force Page #2

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Must've looked like ripe melons.

Operations Supervisor, Mr. Phoenix,

use white courtesy telephone.

Now all keep calm.

I'll never forget the Floyd case.

Got it with an axe during the rush hour.

How about some cream pie?

- Operations Supervisor, Mr. Phoenix...

- I don't think so.

- Use white courtesy telephone.

- Must be trouble.

That's the airport code-name for trouble.

American Airlines flight 577,

flagship, nonstop for Washington...

may now be boarded at Gate 5.

American Airlines, final

call, flight 577...

flagship for Washington...

boarding at Gate 5.

All aboard, please.

We've got 90 people being terrorized

by those maniacs...

in boarding area B right now.

What's taking so long?

They said they'd be there in 15 minutes.

Where's that overseas pilot?

I don't understand.

How did they get through security?

- I don't know.

- Any problem here?

What are you doing here?

- I'm sorry, you'll have to leave.

- I'm a police officer.

We've got two frantic hijackers

on our New York flight.

- Have you called the FBI?

- They're on their way here right now.

But the hijackers want an overseas pilot

before they take off.

May I make a suggestion?

Good afternoon.

You took your goddamn time about it.

Now, close that door!

All right, what's in there?

Overseas charts and flight plans.

Set it down!

All right, turn around.

Stay there.

All right, turn around here.

Here! Now get in there.

- It's all yours now.

- All right, get this thing up!

Where to?

You get us up,

I'll tell you where to when we're up.

You wanna put us in take-off position?

Starting three.

Move it!

All right, I'll take it.

That's right, lieutenant. We were lucky

to have one of your men here.

He's on board now, an Inspector Callahan.

Callahan!

Excuse me, captain.

I know this may sound silly...

but can you fly?

No. Never had a lesson.

Sit down!

What are you doing here, lieutenant?

Hi, Harry.

Harry. You crazy son of a b*tch.

I could've killed you.

Yeah, I noticed that, Charlie.

What the hell you doing?

I haven't seen you in a coon's age.

I been meaning to drop by,

but we've been kind of busy.

Yeah, well,

I ain't living with Carol anymore.

Sorry to hear that.

Yeah. It's my third time at bat.

Where's the time go?

I'm afraid of time.

I know you 10 years already, ever since

I first came out here, you realize that?

You don't look older to me.

Do I look older to you?

Why don't you put in

for some desk work, Charlie?

You don't need the streets anymore.

We should've put our 20 in the Marines.

These days,

a cop kills a hoodlum on the street...

he might as well just dump

the body someplace.

Because those snot-nosed

young bastards...

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