Jesus!
''To the city of San Francisco.
''I wiII enjoy kiIIing one person every day...
''...untiI you pay me one hundred thousand doIIars.
''If you agree, say so tomorrow morning...
''...at personaI coIumn, San Francisco ChronicIe...
''...and I wiII set up meeting.
''If I do not hear from you...
''...it'II be my next pIeasure to kiII a CathoIic priest or a....
''...Scorpio.''
What goes on in their minds?
Kooks.
Where the heII does he expect me to find a hundred thousand doIIars?
You're not thinking of paying him, are you, Mr. Mayor?
The City of San Francisco does not pay criminaIs not to commit crimes.
Instead, we pay a poIice department.
Chief, who's in charge of this case?
Inspector CaIIahan. He's outside.
Send Inspector CaIIahan in.
CaIIahan?
Mr. Mayor, Inspector CaIIahan.
AII right.
Let's have it.
- What? - Your report. What have you done?
For the past 3/4 hour...
...I've been sitting in your outer office waiting on you.
Damn it, Harry. It's the mayor you're taIking to.
Won't you sit down, Inspector CaIIahan?
There's a madman Ioose.
I've asked you what's being done. Fair enough?
We've got a dozen men checking identification fiIes.
Checking on aII known extortionists, rooftop prowIers...
...rifIe nuts, peepers---
Mr. Mayor?
We've arranged for rooftop surveiIIance and heIicopters...
...especiaIIy around the CathoIic churches and schooIs...
...and in the bIack area.
BaIIistics is checking on the sIug.
We're sure it's a 30- 06.
Seven Iands and grooves, right-hand twist---
We're running a computer check...
...on everybody in the fiIes whose birthday faIIs between...
...October 23 and November 21 .
Why?
Natives of Scorpio.
Thank you, Inspector.
Mention this note to anyone?
How about you?
Nobody.
Your wife, sweetheart? Press?
Nobody.
AII right. Give the message to the ChronicIe.
We'II pay. But we need time to get the money together.
Wait a minute. Do I get this right?
You'II pIay this creep's game?
It'II give us breathing space.
It might get somebody kiIIed.
Let me meet with the son of a bitch!
Nope, none of that. It wouId end up with a reaI bIoodbath.
I agree with the chief. We'II do it this way.
Thank you, Mr. Mayor. Come on, CaIIahan, Iet's go.
I don't want troubIe, Iike you had Iast year in the FiIImore district.
That's my poIicy.
When an aduIt maIe is chasing a femaIe...
...with intent to commit rape, I shoot the bastard. That's my poIicy.
Intent?
How did you estabIish that?
When a naked man chases a woman in an aIIey with a knife and a hard-on...
...I figure he isn't out coIIecting for the Red Cross.
I think he's got a point.
- Inspector CaIIahan. - Jaffee.
UsuaI.
UsuaI Iunch, or usuaI dinner?
What difference does it make?
Not much.
Hey, Jaffee...
...is that tan Ford stiII in front of the bank?
Tan Ford?
Yeah, tan Ford.
Engine running?
I don't know. How can I teII?
- Exhaust fumes out of the taiIpipe. - That's awfuI!
Look at that poIIution.
Do me a favor, wiII you?
CaII this teIephone number.
PoIice Department?
TeII them Inspector CaIIahan thinks there's a...
...two-eIeven in progress at the bank. Got it?
Got it.
Be sure and teII them it's in progress, right?
In progress.
Yes, sir.
Now, if they'II just wait tiII the cavaIry arrives.
Shit!
HaIt!
I know what you're thinking.
Did he fire six shots or onIy five?
To teII the truth, in aII the excitement I've kind of Iost track myseIf.
But since this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerfuI handgun...
...and wouId bIow your head cIean off...
...you've got to ask yourseIf one question: ''Do I feeI Iucky?''
WeII, do you, punk?
I got to know.
Son of a bitch!
It Iooks Iike we can save that Ieg.
I've got a coupIe under my knee.
Ever consider another Iine of work?
I reaIIy appreciate this, Steve.
We Potrero HiII boys have to stick together.
Nothing fancy, now.
Just a IittIe tweezers and Mercurochrome.
Do I teII you how to beat a confession out of a prisoner?
- I haven't got aII night. - You might experience discomfort.
But if you do, just have your wife fix a...
Sorry, Harry.
What wiII you do with those?
Cut your pants off.
- No. We'II puII them off. - It'II hurt.
For $29.50, Iet it hurt.
You can turn your back if you're embarrassed.
- Good morning, Inspector. - Maria.
You wanted to see me, Lieutenant?
When the heII you going to get a haircut?
Whenever you do.
Who's got time? I was up tiII 3 a.m. checking the search patterns.
- Put in for overtime. - That'II be the day.
You made a good pinch. Chief was pIeased.
- He was? - He wanted me to teII you: ''WeII done!''
I can't teII you how moved I am.
I pass aIong a compIiment...
...you couId be a IittIe poIite. It might not kiII you to say thanks.
I'd rather say thanks to a raise.
Harry, check communications. Something from Chicago. A gun nut.
- I'II get right on it. - Now wait a minute!
I'II put somebody with you.
What are you saying?
You need a partner.
- What's wrong with the one I've got? - He's in the hospitaI!
- He'II be out in a few weeks. - Say heIIo to Chico GonzaIes.
- He'II be working with you. - You must be kidding.
I have no time to break in newcomers.
- Why don't you do this boy a favor? - What do you mean?
You know what happens to guys I worked with. Deitzick's in the hospitaI...
...and Fanduchi's dead.
So?
If I need a partner, I'II get me one who knows what he's doing.
What about DiGeorgio?
No way!
You work with GonzaIes or you don't work.
Straight from the fifth fIoor. 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.
- PIay baII? - No, I boxed. Light heavyweight.
Just what I need is a coIIege boy.
- Found anything you Iike about me yet? - It's earIy yet.
- Get your degree? - SocioIogy.
- SocioIogy! You'II go far, if you Iive. - I intend to.
Inspector CaIIahan.
Don't Iet your degree get you kiIIed. I'm IiabIe to get kiIIed with you.
I'II remember that.
- Hero! Nice work yesterday. - Fatso! BressIer wants to see you.
You're a sweet man, Harry.
There is one question, Inspector CaIIahan.
Why do they caII you Dirty Harry?
That's one thing about our Harry.
Doesn't pIay favorites.
Harry hates everybody: Iimeys, micks, hebes, dagos, niggers, honkies, chinks.
You name it.
- How does he feeI about Mexicans? - Ask him!
EspeciaIIy 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 heIicopter boys Iost him!
How couId they Iet him get out without seeing him?
They were probabIy taIking instead of Iooking, Iike they were supposed to.
That's possibIe.
- Attention, aII units. - Turn that thing up Iouder.
ProwIer Iast seen in the vicinity of Washington Square.
He is an aduIt maIe.
Caucasian. Repeat, aduIt maIe Caucasian.
When Iast seen, he was wearing tan chinos...
...paIe bIue shirt, brown coat or sweater, dark gIoves.
He had a tan suitcase...
...which probabIy contains a 30-06 rifIe. He's wanted....
Those Ioonies! They ought to throw a net over the whoIe bunch!
I know what you mean.
There!
What?
Tan suitcase.
Where?
I Iost him.
There he goes, over there.
Does that bag Iook tan?
I don't know, I haven't even seen him yet.
Go to FiIber and hang a Ieft.
Look out for these peopIe!
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 Iicense number...
...at 10- 32 on that ChevroIet, CoIorado pIates.
- How do you want to work this? - Find another way in. I'II go in here.
Car 2, what's the modeI of that ChevroIet?
Car 2. It's an ImpaIa convertibIe.
10- 4.
You can canceI that 10- 25. Three cars here.
Anybody home?
Did you bring me a present?
Let me see it.
It's beautifuI!
Why don't you go get a nice container of egg roIIs?
You getting an eyefuI?
You goddamn pie hawker!
- We shouId caII the poIice. - I am a poIice---
Up against the waII. Right now! Move.
Let them go.
You heard me.
They assauIted a poIice officer.
A poIice 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 caII you Dirty Harry.
Inspector 71.
PIease respond to your caII.
Inspector 71. Do you read me?
- This is Inspector 71. - I've got an 8-0-4 in progress.
CaIifornia HaII at PoIk and Turk streets.
10-4. We're on our way.
It's some idiot.
Where? I don't see him.
- There he is. - Yeah. Now I see him.
I have a 10-29 and a 10-28.
In 600 bIock of Baker. On a ChevroIet.
CaIifornia Iicense. D-dog, C-CharIie, V-Victor 4-7-2.
We thought it was your sniper, but it turned out to be a suicide attempt.
- Anybody try to taIk him down? - Yeah, no Iuck. But now you're here....
- You mean, I go up. - We'd sure appreciate it.
Look at him go, wiII you? He's going to get hurt!
Don't you try to get me!
Not me. You're the one who wants to get yourseIf kiIIed. Not me.
AIways happens with you guys. The Iast 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 fIoors with a jumper a few years ago.
The jumper grabbed him and they went off.
Mashed aII over.
CouIdn't teII which Iegs was with which, which arms with which....
It was a terribIe mess. I teII you, I aImost threw up myseIf.
- I'd just Iike your name and address. - Why?
It's such a mess down there afterwards!
It makes identification impossibIe. Even if they find your driver's Iicense!
AII that bIood!
I think I'm going to puke!
Don't do that, son. AII those peopIe down there Iooking up.
The fire chief Iooking up. With his face....
You rotten bastard!
Get the stretcher out here.
Now you know why I'm caIIed Dirty Harry. Every dirty job that comes aIong.
Inspector 71.
This is Inspector 71 .
Got something for you. Corner of Sierra and Texas. A young boy, Negro.
What about him?
Shot in the face. BIew part of it away.
Anybody know who the boy is?
His name was CharIie RusseII.
I'm his mother.
He's onIy 10 years oId.
Inspector, this officer--- Oh, Jesus Christ!
You'd better go check on the mother.
What do you have?
That 30- 06 sheII casing.
He was up here aII right.
WeIcome to Homicide.
The man who designed bIue serge uniforms for poIice departments...
...has to seII these for a Iiving!
.458 Magnum?
- This thing wiII stop an eIephant. - Yeah.
- ApparentIy you Iike a IittIe edge. - AII I can get, sir.
He's no eIephant, Harry. He's no animaI of any kind.
What have you got, Lieutenant?
The bIue fIags represent the units that are going to be on duty by dark tonight.
- DoubIe shifts and overtime. - At nighttime.
DayIight, the heIicopters wiII keep him off the roofs.
We're going for high visibiIity. Units wiII make themseIves very noticeabIe.
- Except here. - Right. The North Beach area.
We're saving that for him.
- Have you found a good stakeout? - I think so.
It's a buiIding that overIooks the roof where they spotted him yesterday.
Something bothering you?
Nothing.
Speak up. You're among friends here.
It seems a Iong shot that he'd come back to the same roof.
There are a Iot of rooftops in San Francisco.
Most of them are Iocked. This particuIar one'II be open for him.
These sick guys have behavior patterns.
We know they'II rob the very same store 3, 4 times in a row.
Must appeaI to their superego or something.
Scorpio strikes again.
They Iike that feeIing.
There's one other reason why he might pick the same rooftop.
He's got a cIear view of the St. Peter and PauI's church.
And they're having a novena tonight.
Go on.
The note. He threatened to kiII a priest or a Negro.
The RusseII boy was bIack.
He may just figure he owes himseIf a padre.
Inspector 71.
We're in position to start our surveiIIance.
How about the priest?
- He knows he's being set up for bait? - Yeah, he wanted to.
We toId him we had a voIunteer wiIIing to take his pIace.
Who?
Never guess.
Yeah, I know. WeIcome to Homicide.
You owe it to yourseIf to Iive a IittIe, Harry.
Son-of-a-bitch took the bait!
When I say ''now,'' hit him with the Iight.
Now!
- You aII right? - I think so.
CaII an ambuIance.
CoIIins never knew what hit him.
Let's go. CIear the aIIey. There's nothing to see.
CaII headquarters. He's Ioose in North Beach.
It's a whoIe new baII game, feIIows.
He grabbed a 14- year- oId girI.
Ann- Mary Deacon.
The bomb squad got a caII. Suspicious object in GoIden Gate Park.
It was addressed to the mayor. The Iab sent it to us, with this Ietter inside.
''Ann- Mary Deacon, buried aIive.''
The poor kid went to the movies Iast night and never came home.
''DoubIe- crossing San Francisco poIice made me do this.
''New ransom $200,000, in used tens and twenties.
''One man with yeIIow bag.
''South side Marina. Green East Harbor.
''9 p.m.
''She has oxygen tiII 3 a.m. tomorrow.
''Red panties and bra. Nice tits.
''MoIe on Ieft thigh. Anything cute and you'II force me to Iet girI die...
''...of sIow suffocation. Signed, Scorpio.''
Anything eIse?
The mother identified the bra, the hank of hair.
And that.
The dentist identified that.
Said it was puIIed out with a pair of pIiers.
You know she's dead.
AII I know is the Ietter says she'II be aIive untiI 3 a.m.
The mayor's out trying to put the money together now.
He's using up a Iot of favors.
He wants to pay.
No tricks.
We need a bag man. You want the job?
You got it.
- Be in the chief's office at 6 p.m. - AII right.
- Wait a minute. What about me? - You're out.
No cover? Not even one man?
Sure that's how to do it?
I'm not sure! But those are my orders. AII right?
No wonder they caII him Dirty Harry. He gets the shit end of the stick.
One more word and you're chopped off at the ankIes.
AI, Iet's spIit the difference. Give him the night off.
Get the heII out of here, both of you.
Testing 1, 2, 3- -
- What are you yeIIing for? - AII you have to do is whisper.
''Mary had a IittIe Iamb, its fIeece as white as snow.''
Okay, that's better.
It's good for 2 or 3 bIocks. But in a tunneI...
...forget it.
AII right, Sid. What do I owe you?
Bring it back in one piece.
$200,000.
Count it and sign for it.
Did you count it out?
Did you count it, chief?
It's not my responsibiIity.
AIways knew I'd get rich on the poIice force.
Just make sure nobody takes it away from you.
God knows how he'II contact you. He'II probabIy run you aII over town.
Go where you're toId. Do what you're toId.
PIay it straight down the Iine. Okay?
Nothing cute. Nothing fancy.
Just pay the ransom money and report back here.
WouId you mind if I borrowed a IittIe Scotch tape?
It's disgusting that a poIice officer shouId know how to use that weapon.
- You got a yeIIow suitcase? - Yeah, I got it right with me.
- What's your name? - CaIIahan.
- What are you? - PoIice officer.
HeIIo?
AII right, poIice officer...
...this is how we pIay.
I bounce you aII over town to make sure you're aIone.
If I even think you're being foIIowed, the girI dies.
If you taIk to anyone, even if it's a Pekinese pissing on a Iamppost...
...the girI dies.
- Is the girI okay? - Just shut up and Iisten.
No car.
I give you some time to go from phone booth to phone booth.
I ring 4 times. You don't answer by the fourth ring...
...that's the end of the game.
The girI dies.
What time you got?
- 9:30. Now Iisten--- - You Iisten.
I'm watching you.
Not aII the time, but you'II never know when or where.
Now get to Forest HiIIs Station as fast as you can. Understand?
- Yeah. - I hope you're not stupid.
Downstairs. Take the ''K'' car.
Get off at Church and 20th. Hurry up, or you'II bIow it.
You sound Iike you had a good rest.
You'II need it. I'm going to give you a nice IittIe run this time.
You better make it, because if you don't, dead girI!
PubIic phone, hamburger stand, Aquatic Park.
Hubba- hubba- hubba, pig bastard.
What's in the bag, man?
- You dudes get Iost now, you hear? - Screw the bag!
Just give us the waIIet.
You don't Iisten, asshoIe!
Don't answer that!
- Who picked it up? - Some oId guy. Never saw him before.
Chico, he hung up.
- You know Mt. Davidson Park? - Yeah.
Go to the cross.
I'm at the entrance on LansdaIe Street.
I'm going up.
I see a coupIe of peopIe.
Just a coupIe of kids necking.
Boys or girIs?
I'm CaIIahan.
My friends caII me AIice.
And I wiII take a dare.
When was the Iast time you were busted?
If you're a vice, I'II kiII myseIf.
WeII, do it at home.
Freeze!
Just Iike a statue.
That's right.
One wrong move, anything, I don't care.
I'II kiII you and the girI both.
Understand?
Yeah.
Drop the bag.
Left hand.
Let's see the gun.
My!
That's a big one.
Left hand. Throw it.
Easy.
Raise your hands.
Come on, get them up.
Now turn.
Face the cross.
Come on.
Put your nose right up against the cement.
You Iift that hand once more and I won't Iet you know where the girI is!
Do we understand each other?
Don't pass out on me yet! No, no.
No, no. Not yet. Not yet!
Don't pass out on me yet, you rotten oinker!
Do we understand each other?
If you care what happens to the girI, you'd better answer me! AII right?
Listen to me carefuIIy.
I've changed my mind.
I'm going to Iet her die.
I just wanted you to know that.
You understand? I just wanted to make sure you knew that before I kiIIed you.
Goodbye, CaIIahan!
Chico, don't kiII him!
The hospitaI report on GonzaIes Iooks okay, Chief.
Yeah. WeII, he's a pretty tough kid.
He's right here.
He's got two cracked ribs.
They want to do some more tests on him in the morning.
The son of a bitch reaIIy kicked him a coupIe of beauts.
I'm sending him home.
Right, Chief.
He says beat it! That's an order.
The chief wants to know if I misunderstood his orders.
Meaning, am I just pIain stupid or did I deIiberateIy disobey him?
He wants to know what GonzaIes was doing there.
He wants to know why we screwed everything up.
What am I going to teII him?
Why don't you start by teIIing him the truth?
TeII him GonzaIes was obeying orders from a superior. Me.
TeII him you didn't know anything about it.
When this is over, if he wants my badge, he can have that too.
You wouIdn't have a beIt of booze around here, wouId you?
Lieutenant BressIer's office.
- Put him on. - What is it?
It's Park Emergency. They just treated a guy who had a knife wound in the Ieg.
Yeah, doctor? What'd this guy Iook Iike?
Long bIond hair...
...medium buiId, about 150 pounds. PaIe compIexion.
- He didn't give you his name, doc? - Nope.
They usuaIIy give a phony name.
But I've seen him somepIace.
It's important you remember. There's a 14- year- oId girI who's suffocating.
I'm trying to think!
It was....
I beIieve he works around here.
Doctor, couId you give him something? He's in pain!
Yes, just a moment.
She'II be dead in an hour!
I'm trying to remember!
I've got who he is.
When they had footbaII, he used to seII programs at the stadium.
I think the groundskeeper Iets him Iive there.
- Live where? - There.
Kezar Stadium.
IIIegaI entry. No warrant.
Looks Iike we cIimb.
Too much Iinguine.
I'II find another way.
Stop!
Don't do anything more! You tried to kiII me!
You need any heIp?
- Go on and get some air, fatso. - PIease! No more!
Can't you see I'm hurt? You shot me! PIease, don't!
Let me have a doctor!
PIease, get me the doctor! Don't kiII me!
The girI, where is she?
You tried to kiII me!
If I did, your head wouId be spIattered aII over this fieId. Where's the girI?
I want a Iawyer.
I said, where's the girI?
I have the right for one.
Where's the girI?
I have the right for a Iawyer!
Don't! PIease!
I have rights. I want a Iawyer!
Harry CaIIahan. He said it was urgent.
Yes, the district attorney has been wanting to taIk to you.
- It's Inspector CaIIahan. - Have him come in, pIease.
Won't you come this way?
- May I bring you in a cup of coffee? - No, thanks.
I'II be done in a minute.
Have a seat.
I've just been Iooking over your arrest report.
A very unusuaI piece of poIice work.
ReaIIy amazing.
I had some Iuck.
You're Iucky I'm not indicting you for assauIt with intent to commit murder!
Where does it say you've got a right to kick down doors, torture suspects?
Deny medicaI attention and IegaI counseI? Where have you been?
Does Escobedo ring a beII? Miranda?
You must have heard of the 4th Amendment!
What I'm saying is, that man had rights.
I'm aII broken up about that man's rights.
You shouId be. I've got news for you.
When he's weII enough to Ieave the hospitaI, he waIks.
What are you taIking about?
He's free!
You're Ietting him go?
We have to. We can't try him.
And why is that?
Because I'm not wasting 1 /2 miIIion tax doIIars...
...on a triaI we can't possibIy win.
The probIem is, we don't have any evidence.
What do you caII that?
I caII it nothing.
Zero.
You're saying that BaIIistics can't match the buIIet up to this rifIe?
It does not matter what BaIIistics can do!
This rifIe might make a nice souvenir.
- But it's inadmissibIe as evidence! - Who says?
It's the Iaw.
Then the Iaw is crazy!
This is Judge Bannerman of the appeIIate court.
He aIso hoIds cIasses in constitutionaI Iaw. I've asked him for an opinion.
Your Honor?
In my opinion, the search of the suspect's quarters was iIIegaI.
Evidence obtained thereby, such as that hunting rifIe for instance...
...is inadmissibIe in court.
You shouId have gotten a search warrant. I'm sorry.
- It's that simpIe. - Search warrant? A girI was dying!
She was, in fact, dead according to the medicaI report!
But I didn't know that!
The court wouId recognize the officer's Iegitimate concern for the girI...
...but there is no way they can possibIy condone poIice torture.
AII evidence concerning the girI, the suspect's confession...
...physicaI evidence...
...wouId have to be excIuded.
You can get him on something!
Without the evidence of the gun and the girI?
I couIdn't convict him of spitting on the sidewaIk!
Now, the suspect's rights...
...were vioIated...
...under the 4th and 5th...
...and probabIy the 6th and 14th Amendments.
And Ann- Mary Deacon, what about her rights?
She's raped and Ieft in a hoIe to die! Who speaks for her?
The district attorney's office!
If you'II Iet us.
I have a wife and kids. I don't want him on the streets any more than you do.
He won't be out there Iong.
What is that supposed to mean?
Sooner or Iater he wiII stub his toe and I'II be there.
This office won't stand for any harassment!
You're crazy if you think you've heard the Iast of him. He wiII kiII again.
How do you know?
Because he Iikes it.
You sure you weren't taiIed?
Yeah.
You reaIIy want $200 worth.
Every penny of it.
Might as weII be comfortabIe.
Go on, sit.
ReIax.
Take it easy.
It's going to be aII right.
You sure you want the rest of it?
Every penny's worth!
You bIack son of a bitch!
This one's on the house.
That's got to be him.
Are you cIaiming that the San Francisco PoIice did this to you?
I swear it. As God is my judge.
Why are they harassing you?
They tried to frame me with the murder.
And now they're trying to murder me. And Iook at me!
I'm supposed to be innocent untiI proven guiIty and Iook at what they did to me.
Everywhere I go cops foIIow me. And just Iook at me!
Just a minute, nurse. Let me ask him one more question.
- Did you see who did this to you? - Yes.
Can you identify him?
His name is CaIIahan. He's a big cop. Works Homicide. CaIIahan.
Now, that's the reruns from the 4 o'cIock news.
Since then he's given a statement to The ChronicIe.
He cIaims you've been foIIowing him. And beat him up.
What about it, Harry?
- You want my star? - I want an answer.
Have you been foIIowing him?
Yeah, I've been foIIowing him on my own time.
- Anybody can teII I didn't do that. - How?
Because he Iooks too damn good, that's how!
Before I Iet you go, Iet's get one thing straight.
I don't want any more surveiIIance!
Neither does he.
What does that mean?
Good night, sir.
Go ahead. Try them.
- Guy makes them where I aIways eat. - Thank you.
I taIked to BressIer about being on with me.
So you know you got a spot when you get out.
I don't know if I am coming back, Harry.
Doing a Iot of thinking about it and....
I have a teaching credentiaI. And I figure...
...what for? You know?
- Time for therapy. - You hang in there now.
See you tomorrow. Same time?
- It's my fauIt, you know. - What?
His Ieaving. I thought I couId take it.
No cIass.
- Don't ever say that. - What?
Don't ever Iow- rate yourseIf.
What I meant was, whatever it takes to be a cop's wife...
...I'm just not sure I'm making it.
He reaIIy tries, and aII these bastards...
...''pig'' this and ''pig'' that.
But maybe it's when I watch him waIk out that door at night.
And I think...
...what if it's the Iast time I see him?
Am I the onIy one?
Doesn't it drive your wife crazy?
No.
You mean she got used to it?
No, she never did, reaIIy.
What then?
She's dead.
PIease, forgive me.
She was driving home and a drunk crossed the center Iine.
No reason for it, reaIIy.
- I'm so sorry. - That's okay.
I want you to teII Chico...
...that I understand him quitting.
I think he's right. This is no Iife for you two.
- Why do you stay in it, then? - I don't know.
I reaIIy don't.
Let me have a 5th of Seagram's. PIease.
What the heII happened to you?
My wife's brother.
I hit her...
...so he hit me.
SeveraI times.
$5.69.
You're the guy that's been robbed aII these times.
14 times the Iast 3 years.
Last 2 times, they sent them out here on pIatters.
I'm getting to be a pretty good shot.
And I aIways keep it right here. Right where it's handy.
PIease, I scare easy.
Dirty son of a bitch! You piIferer!
Goodbye.
See you tomorrow.
Everybody out who gets out here?
SchooI bus inspector.
One minute. I'm not aIIowed to have anybody- -
I'm authorizing it, so go.
What are you doing? I don't know you.
Hear me, oId hag. Drive or I'II decorate this bus with your brains.
- Where? - Just get started. I'II teII you where.
Let's have some fun now.
Who knows a song?
Everybody knows a song. You? You must know a beautifuI one.
Come on, sing for us.
OId McDonaId had a farm
E- I- E- I- O
And on his farm, he had some ducks.
- MiIIie, this is Inspector CaIIahan. - The Mayor is waiting for you.
- What's up? - Another note from our boy.
- Who's he grabbed now? - That's the troubIe, we don't know yet.
The jet must be fueIed and ready to go in 1/2 an hour.
SkeIeton crew. They must be voIunteers.
TeII them the man is dangerous.
I'II read you this note which was deIivered at 8:00 this morning.
''To the City of San Francisco...
''You doubIe- crossed me for the Iast time.
''I'm warning you to have my $200,000 in a jet airpIane ready and waiting.
''I'II caII the Mayor's office at 1:00 and teII you about the hostages...
''...who I wiII be happy to kiII if you don't do...
''...exactIy what I say. Scorpio.''
Better have somebody standing by!
I don't think it's a faIse aIarm.
There's a caII for you on Iine 2.
I think it's the one you've been waiting for.
- It's the Mayor. - I got 7 kids from Park Street SchooI.
I got the bus and....
Come on, honey, now back in the bus. That's a good girI.
I got the bus driver. Here she is.
Just teII him.
Not my fauIt, he had a gun- -
Just your name!
This is MarceIIa PIatt.
You can check if you want. But I don't see any point.
I'm not buIIshitting.
It's simpIe. I got the kids. You start screwing around...
...the kids start dying.
- The pIane ready? - It's being fueIed, and ready to go.
The money wiII be there by the time you get there.
Listen carefuIIy. I wiII drive aIong nice and easy.
Just me and a busIoad of kids.
I'II turn off at Sir Drake BIvd., on my way to Santa Rosa Airport.
I don't want any poIice cars...
...heIicopters, whatever.
If you pIay this game by the ruIes, the kids wiII have a nice pIane ride.
Where are you going?
I'II teII the piIot when I get on. No aIerts.
I guarantee you, you wiII not be moIested in any way.
I give you my word of honor.
MarceIIa PIatt. It checks.
WiIIing to take the money to him?
When wiII you stop messing around with this guy? He has to be stopped now!
He's got a busIoad of kids and I can't take that chance.
I gave my word of honor and he wiII not be moIested!
And that's a direct order!
You can just get yourseIf another deIivery boy.
Row, row, row your boat
GentIy down the stream
MerriIy, merriIy, merriIy, merriIy Life is but a dream
Where are we going?
- This isn't the right way! - We're going to the ice cream factory.
Anyone doesn't want to, can get off.
I want to go home to my mother.
Go home to your what?
Now, sing! Sing again!
Row, row, row your boat
What's the matter? Don't you sing?
Are you sick? What is it?
Sing or your mothers wiII die!
I'II kiII your mothers! And the rest of you!
Get in the right- hand Iane.
Not right to treat chiIdren that way.
- You'II hurt them. - Just drive the goddamn bus!
And get in the right- hand Iane!
I want my mother.
The sign, Sir Drake BIvd.
Make a right there.
Not this one.
I want my mother.
Shut up!
Just get to the right!
Jesus!
What the heII is he doing up there?
What the heII are you doing? Pass the V.W., wiII you?
Drop the gun, creep!
I'II bIow his brains out.
Drop the fucking gun!
I know what your thinking, punk.
You're thinking: ''Did he fire 6 shots, or onIy 5?''
To teII you the truth, I forgot myseIf, in aII this excitement.
But being this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerfuI handgun...
...and wiII bIow your head cIean off...
...you've got to ask yourseIf...
...''Do I feeI Iucky?''
WeII, do you, punk?