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Clips from Dirty Harry

Short Films 1971 9 min 790 clips

Credits

If you agree, say so tomorrow morning...
...and I will set up meeting.
If I do not hear from you...
"Scorpio."
Kooks.
Instead, we pay a police department.
Inspector Callahan. He's outside.
Seven lands and grooves, right-hand twist...
Why?
Thank you, inspector.
How about you?
Let me meet with the son of a bitch!
Intent?
How did you establish that?
Usual.
Usual lunch, or usual dinner?
Not much.
...is that tan Ford still in front of the bank?
I don't know. How can I tell?
Look at that pollution.
Call this telephone number.
Be sure and tell them it's in progress, right?
Son of a bitch!
I really appreciate this, Steve.
Nothing fancy, now.
For $29.50, let it hurt.
When the hell you going to get a haircut?
...and Fanduchi's dead.
I got it.
I'll remember that.
- How does he feel about Mexicans? - Ask him!
He is an adult male.
I know what you mean.
- There! - What?
There he goes, over there.
I don't know, I haven't even seen him yet.
- Fruitcake! - Get out of the way, hammerhead!
Car 2, the license number...
About why they call you Dirty Harry.
Inspector 71. Please respond to your call.
Where? I don't see him.
I have a 10-29 and a 10-28.
Don't you try to get me!
Mashed all over.
The fire chief looking up. With his face...
You bastard!
Get the stretcher up here.
Inspector 71.
Shot in the face. Blew part of it away.
Welcome to Homicide.
- This thing will stop an elephant. - Yeah.
What have you got, lieutenant?
They like that feeling.
The Russell boy was black.
He may just figure he owes himself a padre.
How about the priest?
Never guess.
When I say "now," hit him with the light.
- You all right? - I think so.
Collins never knew what hit him.
He grabbed a 14-year-old girl.
...of slow suffocation. Signed, Scorpio."
...the hank of hair...
The dentist identified that.
Said it was pulled out with a pair of pliers.
He's using up a lot of favors.
No tricks.
Okay, that's better.
...forget it.
All right, Sid. What do I owe you?
Go where you're told. Do what you're told.
Play it straight down the line. Okay?
Nothing cute. Nothing fancy.
Hello?
- Is the girl okay? - Just shut up and listen.
No car.
I'm watching you.
What's in the bag, man?
Just give us the wallet.
You don't listen, do you, asshole?
I'm at the entrance on Lansdale Street.
Understand?
Raise your hands.
Now turn.
Don't pass out on me yet! No, no.
No, no. Not yet. Not yet!