Dirty Harry Page #2

What about DiGeorgio?

No way!

You work with Gonzales

or you don't work.

Straight from the fifth floor.

Got it?

I got it.

If you see DiGeorgio, send him in here!

You from around here?

Yeah, but I went to San Jose State.

-Play ball?

-No, I boxed. Light heavyweight.

Just what I need is a college boy.

-Found anything you like about me yet?

-It's early yet.

-Get your degree?

-Sociology.

-Sociology! You'll go far, if you live.

-I intend to.

Inspector Callahan.

Don't let your degree get you killed.

I'm liable to get killed with you.

I'll remember that.

-Hero! Nice work yesterday.

-Fatso! Bressler wants to see you.

You're a sweet man, Harry.

There is one question,

lnspector Callahan.

Why do they call you Dirty Harry?

That's one thing about our Harry.

Doesn't play favorites.

Harry hates everybody: limeys, micks,

hebes, dagos, n*ggers, honkies, chinks.

You name it.

-How does he feel about Mexicans?

-Ask him!

Especially spics.

Hey! There's a guy

on the roof over there!

On Stockton Street

by Washington Square.

You, on the roof!

You, there!

Yes, you.

Stop what you're doing.

Turn around

and put your hands in the air.

I don't know

how the helicopter boys lost him!

How could they let him get out

without seeing him?

They were probably talking instead of

looking, like they were supposed to.

That's possible.

-Attention, all units.

-Turn that thing up louder.

Prowler last seen

in the vicinity of Washington Square.

He is an adult male.

Caucasian. Repeat,

adult male Caucasian.

When last seen,

he was wearing tan chinos...

...pale blue shirt, brown coat

or sweater, dark gloves.

He had a tan suitcase...

...which probably contains a

Those loonies! They ought to throw

a net over the whole bunch!

I know what you mean.

There!

What?

Tan suitcase.

Where?

I lost him.

There he goes, over there.

Does that bag look tan?

I don't know,

I haven't even seen him yet.

Go to Filber and hang a left.

Look out for these people!

Fruitcake!

Get out of the way, hammerhead!

It was a tan suitcase. I know it was.

I saw him.

-There he is.

-I see him.

Car 2, the license number...

...at 10-32 on that Chevrolet,

Colorado plates.

-How do you want to work this?

-Find another way in. I'll go in here.

Car 2, what's the model

of that Chevrolet?

Car 2. It's an lmpala convertible.

You can cancel that 1 0-25.

Three cars here.

Anybody home?

Did you bring me a present?

Let me see it.

It's beautiful!

Why don't you go get

a nice container of egg rolls?

You getting an eyeful?

You goddamn pie hawker!

-We should call the police.

-I am a police--

Up against the wall.

Right now! Move.

Let them go.

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