My favourite channel of the moment, TCM, yet again comes up trumps tonight, showing Clint Eastwood at his zenith in Dirty Harry. Bradford town centre could sure use a Harry Callahan to sort out the riff raff. This yet another movie littered with classic lines, as our anti hero fights city hall to save the day.
Clint 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?
Robber I gots to know.
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