Why don't you just come into my office here. Uh, just you. Don't worry, pig, we'll see she...

Mustapha: [inviting Harry to come in and talk] Why don't you just come into my office here. [Inspector Moore starts following Harry in] Mustapha: Uh, just you. Abdul: Don't worry, pig, we'll see she don't get lonesome. Harry Callahan: Well, that's mighty white of you. [start to move closer to Kate Moore with mischief looks] Kate Moore: Now gentlemen, before anybody does anything uncalled for, I'd like to take this opportunity to point out to you that I am a police officer, and if you touch me with intent to do bodily harm... [fades out as Harry continues inside] Kate Moore: [... moments later when Harry exits shop, the confrontation is still going on] Harry Callahan: Having fun, Inspector? If you're through socializing, we do have work to do. [leaves the shop] Kate Moore: [to herself] Son of a bitch. [She catches up to Harry] Kate Moore: Look, Inspector, if you have some sort of objection to the way I handled myself, I wish you'd just say so... I thought I was doing all right. Harry Callahan: [aside to the camera, after getting in] Marvelous.

...than they would me. - I'm not doing it for them. - Who, then? You wouldn't believe me if I told you. - If it's necessary for me to pull this piece- - Having fun, inspector? If you're through socializing, we do have work to do. Son of a bitch. If you have some sort of objection to the way I handled myself in there... ...I wish you'd just say so. I thought I was doing all right. Marvelous.