[Harry is getting a dressing-down for his most recent arrest]
District Attorney Rothko: You're lucky I'm not indicting
you for assault with intent to commit murder. Harry Callahan:
What? District Attorney Rothko: Where does it say that you
have the right to kick down doors, torture suspects, deny
medical attention and legal counsel? Where have you been?
Does Escobedo ring a bell? Miranda? Why surely you've heard
of the Fourth Amendment? What I'm saying is that man had
rights. Harry Callahan: Well, I'm all broken up over that
man's rights!
[Harry Callahan has to explain why he shot a man] Harry
Callahan: Well, when an adult male is chasing a female with
intent to commit rape, I shoot the bastard. That's my policy.
The Mayor: Intent? How did you establish that? Harry Callahan:
When a man is chasing a woman through an alley with a butcher's
knife and a hard-on, I figure he isn't out collecting for
the Red Cross!
[After a battered crook has accused Harry of beating him]
Chief: Have you been following that man? Harry Callahan:
Yeah, I've been following him on my own time. And anybody
can tell I didn't do that to him. Chief: How? Harry Callahan:
Cause he looks too damn good, that's how!
Harry Callahan: I know what you're thinking. Did he fire
six shots or only five? Well, to tell you the truth, in
all this excitement, I've kinda lost track myself. But being
as this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the
world, and would blow your head clean off, you've got to
ask yourself one question: Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya
punk?
