Clint Eastwood (back to the C list / E list)

Harry Callahan: I know what you're thinking. "Did he fire six shots or only five?" Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement I kind of lost track myself. But being as this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world, and would blow your head clean off, you've got to ask yourself a question: Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya punk?

De Georgio: Morning, Harry.

Harry Callahan: Morning, fatso. Bressler wants to see you.

De Georgio: You're a sweet man, Harry.

Harry Callahan: What are you going to do with those?

Doctor: Going to cut your pants off.

Harry Callahan: No. I'll take them off.

Doctor: It'll hurt.

Harry Callahan: $29.50, let it hurt.

Harry Callahan: Where's the girl?

The Killer: You tried to kill me!

Harry Callahan: If I tried to do that your head would be splattered all over this field - now where's the girl?

Harry Callahan: Well I'm all broken up about that man's rights.

Harry Callahan: Go ahead...make my day.

Harry Callahan: We're not just going to let you walk out of here.

Crook: Who's "we", sucker?

Harry Callahan: Smith, and Wesson, and me.

Lt. Donnelly: Harry, these bastards are not a bunch of junkies. In their minds you killed Threlkis, same as if you pulled the trigger. They're not gonna stop, they're gonna keep comin' after you.

Harry Callahan: Good, that way we'll know where they are.

Captain Briggs: Don't you lecture me, you son of a bitch! Do you know who I am? Do you know my record?

Harry Callahan: Yeah... you're a legend in your own mind.

Harry Callahan: Do you know the emergency phone number for San Francisco General? Well, why don't you call them right now and have them send down an ambulance. Tell them there's two sorry-looking assholes here with multiple contusions and various abrasions and broken bones.