De Georgio:
You need any help, Harry?
Harry Callahan:
Go on out and get some air, fatso!
[turns to killer]
The Killer:
[pleading]
Please! No more! I'm hurt! Can't you see I'm hurt? You shot me! Please, don't, don't! Let me have a doctor, let-let me have a doctor. Please, get me the doctor! Don't kill me!
Harry Callahan:
The girl, where is she?
The Killer:
[crying with reason]
You tried to kill me!
Harry Callahan:
If I tried that, your head would be splattered all over this field.
[demanding]
Harry Callahan:
Now, where's the girl?
The Killer:
[almost crying]
I want a lawyer.
Harry Callahan:
[angered]
I said, where's the girl?
The Killer:
[cries]
I have the rights to a lawyer.
Harry Callahan:
[raises his voice]
Where's the girl?
The Killer:
I have the rights to a lawyer!
[Harry looks at Scorpio's wound on his leg]
The Killer:
Don't, please!
[Harry begins begins to slowly push his shoe on the wound]
The Killer:
I have right to a lawYEEER!
[Scorpio begins to scream in pain as the camera zooms out]
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:41