Dirty Harry Page #3

You heard me.

They assaulted a police officer.

A police officer!

He was standing on a can peeking in...

...on Hot Mary and her boyfriend!

Beat it. Get out of here.

-How about the man with the suitcase?

-Wrong number.

I just had another thought.

Yeah? About what?

About why

they call you Dirty Harry.

Inspector 71.

Inspector 71.

Please respond to your call.

Inspector 71.

Do you read me?

-This is lnspector 71.

-I've got an 8-0-4 in progress.

California Hall

at Polk and Turk streets.

It's some idiot.

Where? I don't see him.

-There he is.

-Yeah. Now I see him.

I have a 1 0-29 and a 10-28.

In 600 block of Baker.

On a Chevrolet.

California license.

D-dog, C-Charlie, V-Victor 4-7-2.

We thought it was your sniper, but

it turned out to be a suicide attempt.

-Anybody try to talk him down?

-Yeah, no luck. But now you're here....

-You mean, I go up.

-We'd sure appreciate it.

Look at him go, will you?

He's going to get hurt!

Don't you try to get me!

Not me. You're the one who

wants to get yourself killed. Not me.

Always happens with you guys.

The last minute you want to...

...grab onto somebody, take somebody

with you. Down you go. Not me!

Won't you try to grab me?

A friend of mine was up about 20 floors

with a jumper a few years ago.

The jumper grabbed him

and they went off.

Mashed all over.

Couldn't tell which legs was

with which, which arms with which....

It was a terrible mess.

I tell you, I almost threw up myself.

-I'd just like your name and address.

-Why?

It's such a mess down there afterwards!

It makes identification impossible.

Even if they find your driver's license!

All that blood!

I think I'm going to puke!

Don't do that, son.

All those people down there looking up.

The fire chief looking up.

With his face....

You rotten bastard!

Get the stretcher out here.

Now you know why I'm called Dirty Harry.

Every dirty job that comes along.

Inspector 71.

This is lnspector 71.

Got something for you. Corner of

Sierra and Texas. A young boy, Negro.

What about him?

Shot in the face.

Blew part of it away.

Anybody know who the boy is?

His name was Charlie Russell.

I'm his mother.

He's only 10 years old.

Inspector, this officer--

Oh, Jesus Christ!

You'd better go check on the mother.

What do you have?

That 30-06 shell casing.

He was up here all right.

Welcome to Homicide.

The man who designed blue serge

uniforms for police departments...

...has to sell these for a living!

.458 Magnum?

-This thing will stop an elephant.

-Yeah.

-Apparently you like a little edge.

-All I can get, sir.

He's no elephant, Harry.

He's no animal of any kind.

What have you got, Lieutenant?

The blue flags represent the units that

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