Massage Girl:
Hi, there.
Harry Callahan:
You're not Wanda.
Massage Girl:
Well, these are the breaks. Needs air. Can't hump a limp dummy, I always say.
[picks up rubber dolly and starts blowing air into it]
Massage Girl:
Uh, speaking of limp dummies, don't you think you better strip?
Harry Callahan:
Where's Wanda?
Massage Girl:
Beats the hell out of me, Tom.
[continues blow air in dolly. Harry picks up her cigarette and burns a hole in the dolly]
Harry Callahan:
[grabs lady's throat. Air hisses out of the dolly]
Now, I'm going to ask you just one last time, where's Wanda?
Massage Girl:
I don't know, man, I don't know. She left here a couple of weeks ago. Ask Buchinski, he runs the whole damn street.
Harry Callahan:
Where do I find this Buchinski?
Massage Girl:
Down the hall, to the right.
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