Dirty Harry

[Harry visits his favorite diner]

Insp. Harry Callahan:
Hey there, Jaffe; the usual.

Jaffe:
The usual lunch or the usual dinner?

Insp. Harry Callahan:
Well, what difference does that make?

Jaffe:
Not much.

[long pause]

Insp. Harry Callahan:
Say Jaffe, is that tan Ford still parked across in front of the bank?

Jaffe:
Tan Ford ... Mmm mmm yeah. Tan Ford.

Insp. Harry Callahan:
Engine running?

Jaffe:
I don't know. How can I tell?

Insp. Harry Callahan:
Exhaust fumes coming out of the tailpipe.

Jaffe:
Oh my God, that's awful! Look at all that pollution.

Insp. Harry Callahan:
Yeah. Do me a favor. [gives him slip of paper] Call this telephone number.

Jaffe:
Police department?

Insp. Harry Callahan:
Yeah. Tell them Inspector Callahan thinks there's a 2-11 in progress at the bank. Be sure and tell them that's in progress.

Jaffe:
In progress. Yes sir.

[goes to phone and starts dialing]

Insp. Harry Callahan:
Now, if they'll just wait for the cavalry to arrive. [immediately, an alarm bell goes off and a gunshot is heard] Ah, sh*t!