
Chief: Callahan? You willing to take the money to him?
Harry Callahan: When will you people stop messing around with this guy? He's gotta be stopped now!
The Mayor: He's got a busload of kids and I can't take that chance. I gave my word of honor on it and he will not be molested! That's a direct order, Callahan!
Harry
Callahan: Well, you can just get yourself another delivery boy.

Suicide Jumper: [Harry is being lifted by a crane to try to talk down a suicide jumper standing on the edge of a building] Don't you try to get me!
Harry Callahan: [chuckles] Not me, no. You're the one who wants to get yourself killed. Not me. That always happens with you men, you know? At the last minute, you wanna grab on to something or take somebody
with you, but down you go. Not me, brother.
Suicide Jumper: Aren't you gonna try to grab me?
Harry Callahan: A friend of mine was up about 20 floors with a jumper a few years ago. The jumper grabbed him, they went off, 20 floors down. Just mashed 'em all to bits. You couldn't tell which legs were which, you couldn't tell which arms were which, it was
a terrible mess. And I'll tell ya, I almost threw up myself. I'd just like your name and address, that's all.
Suicide Jumper: Why?
Harry Callahan: Well like I said, it's such a mess down there afterwards. And it makes identification impossible, even if they do find your driver's license in all that blood and everything.
Suicide
Jumper: I think... I think I'm gonna puke!
Harry Callahan: Aw, don't do that, son. I mean all those people down there looking up? The fire chief looking up, his face?
Suicide Jumper: YOU ROTTEN BASTARD!
[jumps from the edge and grabs a hold of the crane, trying to bring Harry down with him]
Suicide Jumper: LET
ME LOOSE!
[Harry punches him out cold, and delivers him safely to the ground]

Harry Callahan: [speaking into his hidden microphone] Couple of kids necking.
Gonzales: Boys or girls?

Liquor Store Owner: [noticing Scorpio's battered face] What the hell happened to you?
The Killer: My wife's brother. I hit her, so he hit me... several times.

The Killer: [Scorpio has jacked and the unaware kids are singing with him] Row, row, row your boat/gently down the stream/merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily...
Bus Kid: Where are we going?
The Killer: What? What did you say?
Bus Kid: Where are we going?
The Killer: We're going to the ice-cream factory and see how
ice-cream's made. Now anybody who doesn't wanna go can get off right here.
Bus Kid: I wanna go home to my mommy.
The Killer: [slaps the kid] Stupid kid! Come on sing everyone! Sing or I'll go home and kill all your mommies, sing, sing!
The Killer: [kids reluctantly sing with Scorpio] ... gently down the stream/merrily, merrily, merrily,
merrily,/ life is quite a dream!

Alley Thug: [Harry getting beat up for peeking in someone's window] . Lousy peeping Tom! You getting an eyeful, you goddamn pie hocker!
Gonzales: [fires gun in the air] Hold it! Hands in the air; get em' up. You were assaulting a police officer!
Alley Thug: A police officer! Why, he was peeking in on Hot Mary and her boyfriend!
Harry Callahan: You dudes get lost, ya hear?
Gonzales: [Harry and Gonzales walk away] You know I just had a thought?
Harry Callahan: Yeah, what about?
Gonzales: Oh, about why they call you 'Dirty Harry'?