Dirty Harry 2: Magnum Force Page #2

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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...

down at the DA's office will

crucify them one way or another.

A hood can kill a cop,

but let a cop kill a hood...

Am I right?

You put in plenty of time,

why don't you go for retirement?

What the hell, you don't need this.

I know you 10 years.

I'll tell you something, I'll never retire.

Never.

I'm going out fighting.

That's the only way to go. Am I right?

You boys rookies?

Yes, sir. Traffic.

I'm John Davis. This is Phil Sweet.

That's Red Astrachan, Mike Grimes.

- You're Inspector Harry Callahan, no?

- That's right.

What are you doing here?

Don't you have regular times for this?

You shouldn't be on the streets

if you can't shoot well.

- Killers don't make allowances.

- You're in big trouble.

Can't fault you there.

Are you shooting

in the combat championship next week?

I always do.

- You win every year, don't you?

- Became sort of an institution around here.

Yes, sir, we've heard all about you.

This is about the only time

I get this place alone.

We'll leave if you'd like

the range to yourself.

No, that's all right.

What kind of a load

do you use in that .44?

A light special.

This size gun gives me better control

and less recoil...

than a .357 Magnum with wad-cutters.

That's not bad.

Care to try?

No, sir. No, I don't think so.

- Come on, give it a try.

- Go on, Sweet.

I'm farsighted.

Don't drop it.

Hey, that's not bad.

Well, I think it's just a little

heavy for me. I missed one.

You'll get used to it.

Where did you learn to shoot?

Not around here.

No, sir, no.

Airborne Rangers, Special Forces.

And the rest of these guys, even close?

Well, Grimes here, he's...

I guess he's about even with me.

- Astrachan's a little better

on a good day. - A little bit.

And Davis is just dog nuts.

He's a lot better.

A lot better? Sure show a sense of style.

Sweet, is it?

Yes, sir.

When I get back on Homicide,

I hope you boys will come see me.

- Good.

- Thank you very much, we'd like that.

Let's go!

- Good night, sir.

- Good night.

Who buys? The sun was in my eyes.

- You got to be on, Grimes.

- The sun is always in your eyes.

How come I always have to buy

the beer for you turkeys?

Where do you want to go?

Put your hat on!

Come on now, baby.

Will you look at my ring?!

It's beautiful!

Is this a gang war?

You have nothing to say?

- Do you expect more murder or violence?

- I have nothing to say at this time.

- Is this a gang war, lieutenant?

- No comment.

There were 200 murders last year.

Do you want to make a comment on that?

There'll be no bombs in pools.

This town belongs to the people.

We're gonna have law and order here.

That's all I have to say at this time.

What does that mean, lieutenant?

- You're it.

- You're it.

You're it.

Don't you want to play with us?

- Well, I don't know, sweetheart.

- Just a little while?

You're really getting the full treatment.

It's not often you get a sit-down dinner.

Okay, kids. All right, that's enough.

- Just a little bit more, just five minutes?

- Let's go, let's go.

Say good night to Harry and off to bed.

- Good night.

- Good night, my love.

- Good night.

- Take it easy.

- Bye.

- Good night, Harry.

Take the jacket out of your mouth,

sweetheart.

Boy, sometimes they're too much for me.

But then I can't afford

a woman coming in anymore.

I think you manage quite well.

Well, I just laugh all day long.

I'm glad you called.

Tell me, have you seen Charlie?

Yes, I saw him last night.

Wanted to see the kids...

and then he started playing a little

Russian roulette with his revolver.

What happened?

What could I do? I went next door,

we finally got him to stop.

What do you tell your children...

when they ask why their father

tried to shoot himself?

What did you tell them?

I just said it was a special kind of

sickness that some people have...

and that there are doctors

who could cure it. As if they could.

Do you know where he's living right now?

I don't know and I don't care anymore.

He's so sick.

He shouldn't be allowed to carry a gun.

Do you know that he was living

in North Beach with some nude dancer?

Oh, well, I'm glad I'm over that one.

I do have to survive.

You will.

You know, Harry, if I ask you

a personal question, would you mind?

Sure, go ahead.

Are you sure?

Because, well, it's a little difficult.

Look, we've been friends a long time,

go ahead and ask.

Well, I'm just wondering

why you've never made a pass at me.

Why?

Goddamn it.

With all those kids

do you think I'll ever get laid?

Hello?

Yes, just a moment.

It's for you.

What's happening?

Yeah?

Yeah, Early, I saw it on TV.

I'll be right down.

I'll come in the back way.

- That's it, right?

- I have to go.

Good night, Harry.

Good night, sweetheart.

How's it going?

By the magazine rack.

The owner remembers seeing him

just before the last robbery.

Yeah, he doesn't look much

like a paying customer, does he?

- There's a car parked out in front.

- That's right, a no-parking zone.

Get over there by the door

with that shotgun.

Okay.

You think it'll be a hit or a miss?

Well, here's three salty-looking dudes.

Freeze, n*gger!

- What you got there?

- Don't you go setting off no alarm.

You. Get over here, fast.

- You got a safe, n*gger?

- No.

You lying sack of sh*t.

Just take it easy. Take it easy now.

Suck it.

Suck it.

I'll kill you. I said, suck it.

You go find that safe.

Right here is where I kill me a n*gger.

Get on your knees.

Get on your knees.

- Better get out there now.

- Not yet.

Get on your knees.

Police!

Drop it!

All right, hold it!

I never shot a man.

Why don't you help the lady?

It's all right, ma'am.

You handled yourself real well tonight.

You work close. Man, you work close.

Hey, where are you guys off to?

- The Downtown Bowl on Eddy Street.

- Oh, yeah. See you later.

- You know them?

- They came from the academy after me.

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