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STH Productions Presents
The Sequel to Dirty Harry
bottiglione, magnum Force
Starring
The San Franciscolt Police Department
Dirty Harry
Lieutenant Briggs
Early Joe
Charlie McCoy
John Davis
Phil Sweet
Rick Jones
Max McGarrett
Mercury
Ryan
Innocent ponies
Mary, and her little ponies
Sunny
Black Mare
Bad Ponies
Ricca
Pimp
Frank Pollanchio
Frank's Thugs
DRUG ADDICTS
Italian Drug Dealer
This fanfic starts off at the courthouse.
Ricca: *Walking down hall*
Reporter: How do te feel about letting Anthony Scarza free?
Ricca: I have no commento at the time.
Reporter: Why did te let him free?
Ricca: That's a stupid question. *Pushes reported onto floor*
Reporter: Will te at least tell us about why te let Anthony Scarza get away with his crime?
Ricca: He was not the murderer.
Reporters: Can te tell us your opinion about everypony's reaction?
Bodyguard 1: Their minds are dead.
Reporter: What do te mean da that?
Bodyguard 1: I mean their minds are dead.
They go outside, and are greeted to a mob of angry ponies holding signs.
Protestors: Ricca is a killer!!
Police Ponies: *Holding back protesting ponies*
Reporter: What do te think about this situation.
British Pony: te know what I think? I'll tell te what I think! To hell with the court system! Ricca can go kill himself.
Ricca: *Gets into limo*
Driver: *Starts car*
Bodyguards: *get in car*
Protestors: *Stomping hooves on car*
Driver: *Honking horn* Get out of the way!!
Protestors: Don't come back!
Driver: *Drives away from protestors*
Protestors: *Running after car*
Reporter: We have just heard that after letting Anthony Scarza walk away scott free from a crime he committed, everypony in San Franciscolt have gotten very angry with John Ricca. This definitely will not be the last of Ricca, as we will see più of him. più on this story later.
At somepony's house, a police pony was watching the news on his TV, and decided to go for a ride on his motorcycle.
Meanwhile, on a highway.
Driver: *Driving car*
Bodyguard 2: It's over.
Ricca: Yeah, hopefully for a long time.
Police Pony: *Riding up on motorcycle*
Driver: *Sees pony in mirror*
Bodyguard 1: A cop.
Driver: Take it easy. I'm driving this thing like a baby carriage.
Police Pony: *Puts on lights*
Driver: Great.
Police Pony: *Goes successivo to Driver, and signals to pull over*
Driver: *Drives off highway, and parks car on side of road*
Police Pony: *Stops bike behind car, and gets off*
Driver: *Rolls down window*
Police Pony: May I see your driver's license?
Driver: Do te know who's back there?
Police Pony: That doesn't matter. te were driving on a double line.
Driver: A double line?
Bodyguard 2: Take it easy. You're gonna regret pulling us over.
Police Pony: Let me see your license.
Driver: *Gives driver license to police pony*
Police Pony: *Walks to bike*
Driver: That's right, walk back to your motorcycle.
Ricca: We better get out of here.
Bodyguard 1: Relax.
Police Pony: *Returns to car* Is this car registered to you?
Driver: *Points to Ricca* To him.
Police Pony: I'll need to see the registration
Driver: Give me a break.
Police Pony: *Pulls out gun, and shoots driver*
Bodyguard 1: *Tries to get out of car*
Police Pony: *Shoots bodyguard in head*
Ricca: Ah!
Police Pony: *Shoots Ricca twice, and then shoots secondo bodyguard*
All four ponies in the car were dead. The Police pony walked back to his motorcycle, and rode off.
An ora after the police pony killed Ricca, and the other ponies in the car, Harry, and his new partner, Early Joe arrived at the scene of the crime.
Police pony 6: *Sees Harry* Hi Harry, what are te doing here?
Harry: My job.
Police pony 6: te better get out of here before Lieutenant Briggs sees you.
Harry: Let him see me. It would be an interesting experience.
Lieutenant Briggs: And so it is. What are te doing here Harry?
Harry: Observing the crime scene.
Lieutenant Briggs: You, and your partner are on stakeout.
Harry: Yeah, well we had nothing interesting to watch, and we were close by. *Looks in car* Whoever did this must be a professional.
Lieutenant Briggs: Harry, I'll deal with this.
Harry: Why you? Can't te trust me?
Lieutenant Briggs: No. All te do is wave your gun around, and kill everypony.
Harry: What makes te think you're better?
Lieutenant Briggs: Because I've been working for the police here for eleven years, and I never had to take my gun out of it's holster.
Harry: *Smiles* You're a good stallion Briggs, and a good stallion always knows his limitations.
An ambulanza arrived just as Harry, and Early Joe were leaving.
Early: What's with you, and Lieutenant Briggs anyway?
Harry: Jealousy. He knows I'm the right pony for this job. It's just a matter of time before he finds out.
Early: How many partners did te say te had before me?
Harry: Seven.
Early: What happened to the one before me?
Harry: He go shot.
Early: Really?
Harry: Yeah, but he's still alive. He's a teacher at some college over at San Diego. Would te like to go have lunch?
Early: How could te think about Cibo after seeing that?
Harry: Relax. I know a good spot for hamburgers.
The two stallions went to the airport, where a restaurant was owned da a pony named Rodriguez.
Rodriguez: *Gives hamburger to Harry* te sure te don't want anything?
Early: Oh, no thanks.
Rodriguez: Man. I can't believe that Ricca was shot in broad daylight like that.
Harry: Well, at least nopony will have to worry about him.
Rodriguez: Yeah.
Airport Manager: Attention, all personnel. We have a white card on the runway.
Rodriguez: There must be trouble. That means something bad is happening.
Airport Ponies: *Waiting da door*
Early: Seems like they're talking about something important.
Harry: Let me go check. *Walks to airport ponies*
Airport Ponies: We can't just let them take that plane! There are innocent ponies aboard.
Harry: *Arrives* What seems to be the problem?
Airport Pony: Who are you?
Harry: *Shows police badge* Inspector Calahan. What's the matter?
Airport Pony: Well inspector, there's been a huge problem on one of our airplanes. A bunch of terrorists took it over.
Airport pony 2: And we have no pilots to fly that plane.
Harry: May I offer a suggestion?
Harry was disguised as a pilot, and walked from the airport onto the runway. The airplane that had the terrorists on board was sitting there, and Harry was walking right towards it. However, he did have a plan.
Harry: *Walks onto plane*
Terrorist 1: Drop the bag!
Harry: *drops bag* Hello.
Terrorist 1: What's in the bag?
Harry: Maps.
Terrorist 1: *Looking at maps in bag* Check him. Make sure he has no weapons.
Terrorist 2: *Checking Harry* He's clean.
Terrorist 1: Good. Now get in there.
Harry: *Goes to cockpit*
Co Pilot: *Sitting in chair*
Harry: Good afternoon gentlecolts.
Terrorist 1: Stop talking, and get us up!
Harry: Where to?
Terrorist: I'll tell te when we get up in the air.
Harry: Would te care to get us in take off position?
Co Pilot: *Getting plane in take off position*
Harry: *Slowly taxiing towards ending of runway*
Passengers: *Sitting in seats*
Terrorist 2: *Watching passengers*
Harry: *Turns plane around for take off*
Control Tower Pony: *Watching*
Early Joe: *Watching*
Terrorist 1: sposta it!
Harry: *Taxiing faster*
Airport Pony: That's right Lieutenant. Thankfully, one of your ponies is on there right now. An Inspector Calahan.
Briggs: *In car not far away from airport* Calahan?! Go faster.
Mercury: *Driving faster*
Harry: *Gaining very little altitude*
Co Pilot: Excuse me captain. I know this may sound silly, but can te fly?
Harry: No.
Terrorist 1: *Looking at Harry*
Harry: *Looks at terrorist* I never learned. *Puts brakes on plane*
The brakes were so strong that it made the terrorist lose balance.
Harry: *Breaks terrorist's neck, and takes gun*
Terrorist 2: *Running to end of airplane*
Harry: *Goes towards passengers*
Terrorist 2: *Hiding behind wooden wall*
Passenger: *Standing up*
Harry: Sit down!
Passenger: *Sits down*
Harry: *Shoots bacheca twice*
The bullets penetrated the wall, and hit the terrorist hiding behind it.
Ponies: *Driving emergency vehicles to airplane*
Mercury: *Stops car near plane*
Briggs: *Gets out of car*
Harry: *Walking down steps of airplane* What are te doing here Lieutenant? *Walks away*
Briggs: *Staring at Harry*
Joe: *Walking away with Harry*
It was 8:30 PM. Harry drove to the police station to check out for the day, and go to his home.
Harry: *Parks car in police parking lot, then walks to police headquarters*
Charlie: *Goes backwards in his car, and nearly hits Harry*
Harry: *Looking in car*
Charlie: *Comes out of car* Harry. te crazy bastard, I could've killed you.
Harry: Yeah, I've noticed.
Charlie: It's been a while since I've seen you. te don't look any older to me. Do I look any older to you?
Harry: No.
Charlie: How come te haven't seen me in all these years?
Harry: I'm sorry Charlie, I've been wanting to, but I've been too busy.
Charlie: Yeah, well I'm not living with Carol anymore.
Harry: I'm sorry to hear that.
Charlie: Yeah, it's alright. I guess it's all of this police work that us stallions do. It ain't as easy as it used to be. Am I right?
Harry: I suppose. Why don't te retire?
Charlie: Retire? Let me tell te something, I've been on the police force for ten years, and I ain't ever retiring. *Gets back in car* The only way to go down, is to go down fighting! *Starts car* Am I right?!
Harry: *Shakes head yes*
Charlie: *Drives out of parking lot*
Harry walked into the police building, and went downstairs to the shooting range. When he got there, there were four stallions, all of them were in their twenties.
Harry: te practice a lot here?
John: When you're a police pony te have to practice. I'm John Davis. This is Phil Sweet, Rick Jones, and over there we have Max McGarrett.
Harry: te related to Steve McGarrett?
All: *Laughing*
Harry: *Goes to set up new targets* I wasn't expecting anypony else here. Usually, I get this area to myself.
John: We'll leave if te want us to.
Harry: *Sets targets* Nah, that's alright. *Goes back to shooting area*
Rick: What kind of gun do te have?
Harry: *Shows .44* I always use this gun.
Max: What kind of bullets do te use?
Harry: Hollow points, with a light special. I always prefer this gun over a .357 anyday, but they're both good guns. *Shoots target six times*
All six bullets hit the bulls eye.
Rick: That was pretty good.
Harry: Would te like to try?
Rick: Oh, I don't know.
Harry: Go on, I insist.
Rick: Okay. *Takes gun, and shoots target six times*
Only five bullets hit the bulls eye.
Rick: *Frowns*
Others: *Smiling*
Rick: I missed one.
Harry: That's alright te still did good.
Rick: Yeah, it's a little heavy for me.
Harry: You'll get used to it after a while. Where'd te learn to shoot? Definitely not from around here.
Rick: No sir. I learned over at Denver. John, and Phil learned in St. Foalis, and Max learned in San Diego.
Harry: Are they better then you?
Rick: John, and Max are. Phil is better then me on a good day.
Phil: *Laughing* On a good day!
John: Well, we better get going.
And all four of the stallions left Harry at the shooting range.
One morning, a police pony was RIDING A MOTORCYCLE down a street. He stopped, got off his bike, and walked up a small collina near somepony's house.
Police Pony: *Hiding behind bush*
Teenage Ponies: *Playing in pool*
Police Pony: *Setting up sub machine gun*
Teenage Mare: Hey, I just got my hooficure.
Teenage Stallion: Come in the pool with us.
Teenage Mare: Okay! *Jumps in pool*
Police Pony: *Finishes setting up sub machine gun*
Teenage Mare: *Comes out of water* Oh yeah!! It's great! But te know what else is great?
Teenage Ponies: What?
Teenage Mare: My ass.
Police Pony: *Throws smoke grenade at pool*
Teenage Ponies: Whoa. Where did that come from?
Police Pony: *Shooting teenage ponies*
Teenage Ponies: AAHH! *Die*
Teenage Stallion: *Running toward a door*
Police Pony: *Shoots teenage stallion*
Teenage Mare: *Running behind house*
Police Pony: *Shoots teenage mare until she dies*
Everypony was dead, and the police pony walked away.
Two hours later, it ended up on the news.
News Pony: *Flying news helicopter*
Camera Pony: *In helicopter filming*
News pony that isn't in a helicopter: Do te think this was some kind of a gang attack?
Lieutenant Briggs: I have no comment.
News Pony: Why would somepony attack a group of teenagers?
Lieutenant Briggs: No comment.
News Pony: Officer, what about all the killings last year, are te going to make a commento on that?
Lieutenant Briggs: I have nothing to say at the time.
News Pony: Well how about-
Lieutenant Briggs: Look. This solution will be solved. This town belongs to everypony. If there is a murderer out there, we will find him.
Harry was watching the news at a friend's house. Her name was Carol, and she had three little ponies. Their names were Jack, Nicholas, and Theresa.
Harry: *Turns off TV*
Carol: *Walking to kitchen*
Carol's little ponies: *Chasing each other*
Carol: Okay kids, time to say goodnight to Harry.
Little Ponies: Aw, do we have to go to bed?
Carol: Yes!
Theresa: *Hugging Harry* Good night Harry.
Harry: Good night sweetheart.
Jack: *Shaking Harry's hoof* Good night Harry.
Harry: Good night Jack.
Nicholas: *Jumps onto Harry, and hugs him* Good night!
Harry: Good night.
Carol: Okay, go to bed.
Nicholas: *Runs to letto room*
Carol: *Sighs, and sits successivo to Harry*
Harry: They're good ponies.
Carol: Yeah, but sometimes they just don't know when to do what they're told.
Harry: Yeah. I heard you, and Charlie aren't married anymore.
Carol: Good riddance if te ask me.
Harry: I guess that means I can have più of that meatloaf te always make. It's delicious.
Carol: *Smiles*
Harry: Do te know where Charlie is living now?
Carol: I don't know, and I don't care.
Harry: What did he do to make te angry?
Carol: He went to our neighbor, and challenged him to a Mexican standoff.
Harry: Really?
Carol: *Shakes head yes* He had his gun loaded, and everything. Now what would te tell your children if your wife was trying to kill somepony just for fun?
Harry: I have no idea. What did te tell your kids?
Carol: I told them that he had some kind of an illness. Can I ask te another question?
Harry: Sure.
Carol: This could be personal.
Harry: Go ahead. We've been Friends for a long time.
Carol: How come after all these years, te haven't tried to make a sposta on me?
Harry: What are te talking about?
Carol: te didn't try to ask me out, o anything.
Suddenly, the phone rang.
Carol: *Picks up phone* Hello?... It's for you.
Harry: *Takes phone* Yeah?
Joe: Harry, we need your help down at the general store.
Harry: I'll be right there. *Hangs up* I have to go.
Carol: Okay. See te later.
The sound of broken glass could be heard from upstairs.
Carol: Holy shit! With all those kids, do te think I'll ever get laid? *Goes upstairs* What's going on up there?!
Harry wasn't sure why Carol detto that, but he left the house, and went to the general store.
Harry arrived at the general store. A few police officers were there already. Early Joe was disguised as a pony working at the general store.
Harry: What's going on?
Police Pony: Well, we heard from HQ that the pony over there Leggere the magazine, and some of his Friends were good at robbing stores, like this one. They've been doing this for years.
Harry: I see.
The pony Leggere the magazine, walked away, and got to an arancia, arancio car. Once he got in, three other ponies walked out of the car, and into the store.
Harry: Here's a couple of suspicious looking dudes.
Robber 1 & 2: *Waiting be cash register*
Robber 3: *Waiting da magazine stand*
Colt: *Running into store*
Robber 3: *Trips colt*
Robber 1: *Grabs shotgun* Everypony get down, this is a robbery!!
Joe: *About to get down*
Robber 1: Not you, n*gger. te just stay right there.
Worker: What about me?
Robber 2: Be quiet, and unlock that safe!
Robber 1: Now for you. *Pointing gun at Joe* Put your mouth on this gun, and suck it.
Joe: *Stands still*
Robber 2: Are te going to the sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza o what?!
Worker: *Runs away*
Robber 1: Right here. Right here is where I kill me a n*gger. Lay down on the floor.
Joe: *Standing still*
Robber 1: Lay down on the floor!
Joe: *Slowly getting onto floor*
Police Pony: Now?
Harry: Now. *Shoots Robber 1*
Police Pony: Police, put your hooves in the air!
Robber 2: *Shoots police pony*
Robber 3: *Running away*
Joe: *Shoots Robber 3*
Robber: *Drives car away from store*
Joe: *Shooting car* Damnit. He got away.
Robber 2: *Running towards the back of the store*
Harry: *Shoots at Robber*
Robber 2: *Taking cover*
Harry: *Shoots at robber, but misses*
Both ponies continued shooting at each other, but missed. Then, all of a sudden....
Harry: *Shoots Robber, then walks back to cash register*
Police Pony: I never shot a pony before.
Harry: *Looking at mare on floor* Why don't te help the lady up? *Walks away with Joe*
A few minuti later at the police station
Harry: te handled yourself well out there.
Joe: te really think so?
Harry: Yeah. If te don't believe me, I've seen ponies worse then te out in the field, and getting killed.
John, Phil, Rick, and Max: *Walking by*
John: Hey, good to see te again Harry.
Harry: What are te four up to?
Rick: We're just going to play some bowling.
Phil: See te around Harry.
Harry: Yeah, see you.
Joe: te know, I heard those four were gay.
Harry: Oh yeah? Well let me tell te something, if those four ponies are as good as you, I wouldn't give a shit if they were gay.
One night at a HOTEL.
Ponies: *Waiting in line for a taxi*
Black Mare: *Passing ponies* Excuse me please. I have somewhere important to be. *Gets in Taxi*
Ponies: Hey, haven't te heard of a line?
Black Mare: Go.
Taxi Driver: *Drives*
Black Mare: *Carrying money*
Taxi Driver: *Staring at money*
Black Mare: We aren't going to get anywhere, unless te keep your eyes on the road.
Taxi Driver: Yes ma'am. Where to?
Black Mare: 1000, sunset boulevard.
Taxi Driver: I'll get te there quickly. *Drives to 1000, sunset boulevard*
Black Mare: *Shows money for only one second* OOH!
Taxi Driver: *Laughing*
Black Mare: *Laughing*
Taxi Driver: *Stops* Here we are ma'am. 1000, sunset boulevard.
Black Mare: Thank you.
Pimp: *Gets in taxi*
Black Mare: Ah!
Taxi Driver: Is everything okay back the-
Pimp: Go.
Taxi Driver: *Drives* Where to?
Pimp: Just keep going, I'll let te know when to stop.
Taxi Driver: te got it.
Black Mare: I was just on my way to see you.
Pimp: Why didn't te call?
Black Mare: I had no phone?
Pimp: No phone at a hotel? What have te been doing?
Black Mare: Stuff.
Pimp: Bullshit. Let's see that purse. *Takes purse, and sees money* Uh, huh. What have te been doing? te know what? Don't answer that question. I know you're just going to be a shitty culo liar anyway.
Black Mare: I was going to give that money to you. Give me a chance?
Pimp: Chance? Bitch, te had your chance. Now, it's over. *Grabs a can of motor oil*
Taxi Driver: Oh no! *Stops cab, and runs out*
Black Mare: No! Leave me alone!
Pimp: *Sprays motor oil into black mare's mouth*
The black mare then started choking, and died.
successivo morning, the pimp was driving down the Golden Neigh Bridge, leaving San Franciscolt.
Pimp: *Driving over bridge*
Police Pony: *Riding motorcycle*
Pimp: *Passes a car*
Police Pony: *Turns on police light*
Pimp: *Goes off highway*
Police Pony: *Follows*
Pimp: *Sees police pony* What the hell?
The pimp, and police pony continued going down the road, until they got under the bridge they were previously on.
Police Pony: *Walks from bike, to pimp*
Pimp: *Hiding gun under his leg*
Police Pony: May I see your driver's license?
Pimp: What am I getting pulled over for?
Police Pony: Let me see your driver's license. I'm afraid te were speeding.
Pimp: Yeah, te better be afraid.
Police Pony: Just mostra me your license.
Pimp: Sure thing officer. *Grabs wallet, and shows driver's license in wallet, with a $100 bribe*
The pimp was about to grab his gun, but the police pony beat him to that.
Pimp: *Staring at police pony*
Police Pony: *Shoots Pimp five times*
13 hours after the pimp was killed, Harry got to his apartment. A yellow alicorn was there waiting.
Yellow Alicorn: Hello.
Harry: Hello. What's your name?
Yellow Alicorn: Sunny. You're that cop that lives upstairs, right?
Harry: Yeah.
Yellow Alicorn: It's funny, I've only lived here for six months, and I've never seen te here before.
Harry: *Smiles* That is funny I suppose.
Yellow Alicorn: Just one question. What does it take to go to letto with you?
Harry: Umm.... Try knocking on the door? *Walks to apartment room*
Shortly after arriving to his room, a knock could be heard from the door.
Harry: *Opens door*
Sunny: Hello.
Harry: Hello.
Sunny: *Looking around room* Do te always live in the dark?
Harry: più o less. *Sits down* I got drinks if you're thirsty.
Sunny: *Looks in refrigerator*
Harry: *Hears phone ring, and answers* Hello?
Briggs: Is that te Calahan?
Harry: Of course it's me. Who were te expecting? Clint Eastwood?
Briggs: What are te doing?
Harry: Entertaining a female guest.
Briggs: Well put your pants back on, and get over here. We need your help on all those murders being made in this town.
Harry: I'm on stakeout, remember?
10 minuti later at a morgue.
Briggs: Not anymore Calahan. As of now, you, and your partner are on homicide.
Morgue owner: We got these dead bodies that came in just now. This pony died for gambling. The one successivo to him died for driving a truck. This black mare, and the pimp, are the newest bodies we got.
Harry: What happened?
Morgue owner: We heard from a taxicab driver that the pimp killed his special somepony, and this morning, somepony else shot the pimp da the golden neigh bridge.
Police Captain: Harry, this is serious business. If te mess things up, I'm gonna drop te lower then balena shit.
Harry: Speaking of balena shit, what have te found Briggs?
Briggs: I'll have te know that we work hard here, and we don't take kindly to foul ups.
After that, Harry went to his apartment.
Harry: *Walks in room*
Sunny: *Laying in bed*
Harry: Are te comfortable?
Sunny: Yes.
Harry: Warm enough?
Sunny: Yes.
Harry: Good. *Lays in letto successivo to Sunny*
And they both slept together.
successivo morning, Harry was looking at a bullet through a microscope.
Early Joe: *Walks in* The ponies in the white coats want to see you.
Harry: I wonder why.
Early Joe: They want to mostra te something that could help us with that murder.
Harry: Of the pimp?
Early Joe: Yes.
Harry: Alright. Let's see what they got. *Walks to pimp car*
Early Joe: *Follows*
White cappotto Pony: So, we measured the area of the blood on one of the car seats, and we determined that the killer had to be standing right successivo to the car when he shot that pimp. One bullet would not be enough to make a pool of blood like that, so the killer shot him five times, with a magnum.
Early Joe: Maybe it was Harry. He has a magnum, and hates pimps più than anypony.
Harry: *Glares at Early Joe* Enough with the jokes Joe.
A few hours later in the briefing room in police headquarters.
Briggs: *Shows picture of a pony* Frank Pollanchio. He's forty five years old, and has been the leader of his own gang for about five years now. Sometimes, we see him hanging out at the harbor. Harry Callahan will be making the arrest.
Harry: te want me to arrest him?
Briggs: Yes. You're the best pony we have for this job.
Harry: Lieutenant, there's something te got to understand-
Briggs: I don't need to understand anything. Just get him.
Harry: Well te can't just stop him, and arrest him. te got to be creative. There's a reason why he's been around here without being in jail for a long time.
Briggs: That's none of my concern Callahan. Get the job done.
Meanwhile, at the harbor near the bridge going into Oakland.
Frank: *drives out of harbor*
Gangsters: *Following in two different cars*
Early Joe: The chase is on.
Harry: It's not really much of a chase if they're following the speed limit. *Follows Frank's convoy*
Soon, they were on the Golden Neigh Bridge.
Frank: *Driving 50 miles an hour*
Gangster: *Following in different car*
Gangster 2: *Following in another different car*
Frank: *Drives onto exit*
Gangster: *Follows*
Joe: Who do we follow?
Harry: We'll follow the two cars. *Drives onto exit*
Gangster: *Goes left*
Frank: *Goes right*
Joe: Now what?
Harry: Stick with the money. *Goes right*
Frank: *Driving up hill*
Harry: *Passes Frank*
Joe: What are te doing?
Harry: Trust me. This won't take too long.
Frank: *Turns around*
Harry: *Turns around, and follows Frank*
Joe: Are te going to ignore what Briggs said?
Harry: Yeah. *Gets behind Frank*
Frank: *Lowers window, and signals Harry to pass*
Harry: *Drives successivo to Frank* Roll down your window.
Joe: What for?
Harry: Just do it.
Joe: *Rolls down window*
Harry: Excuse me, can te help us out with something?
Frank: What do te want?
Harry: We seem to be lost, do te know where the San Quentin Hotel is?
Frank: It's right behind you. Don't te see good?
Harry: Oh yeah, I see fine. I just wanted to see if te knew where the San Quentin Hotel was, and te do, don't you? Loser! *Drives away*
Frank: *Stops car*
Harry: I'll get te sooner o later. *Continues to drive*
Joe: Do te always go da your rules? No wonder Briggs is always losing his mind when he talks to you.
Harry: If te do something somepony else's way, you're putting your life into somepony else's hooves.
Ryan, and Mercury were two police ponies on stakeout. They were looking at a hotel from another building, using a microscope.
Ryan: Nothing is happening so far.
Mercury: Good things come to those who wait.
Ryan: Why don't we forget about all this, and go buy some hotdogs?
Mercury: Because we're on a job, and we got to focus on it. Let me take over.
Ryan: Fine. *Leaves microscope*
Mercury: *Looks through microscope, then looks down street* Well, I see somepony that looks very similar to the one that's been making all those killings around here.
Ryan: Really? te see him?
Mercury: Yes I do. It looks like Charlie McCoy.
Charlie: *Riding down strada, via on motorcycle*
random Pony: *Driving car, honks horn, and accidentally hits Charlie*
Charlie: *Falls off motorcycle*
Mercury: Looks like somepony hit him.
Ryan: Is he okay?
Mercury: Yeah, he's getting back up.
Meanwhile, at the hotel
Police Pony: *Walking up stairs*
Drug Addicts: *Snorting coke* This is good stuff.
Police Pony: *Walking to superiore, in alto floor*
Ryan: Get back to looking at that hotel, will you? McCoy ain't doing anything interesting.
Mercury: Alright, alright. *Looks at hotel*
Police Pony: *Walking up stairs, then steps in puddle of water, but continues walking upstairs*
Drug Addict: te want some babe?
Drug Addict 2: No handsome, te have it.
Police Pony: *Walks down a different flight of stairs, then puts silencer on a revolver*
Italian Drug Dealer: Hey, be careful with that stuff. Don't spill it!
Drug Addict: Relax man.
Drug Addict 2: Yeah, why don't te have some?
Italian Drug Dealer: Oh, fine.
Guard: *Guarding room*
Police Pony: *Walks to the guard*
Guard: *Sees police pony*
Police Pony: *Shoots guard*
Italian Drug Dealer: *Sees alarm go off* There's an intruder.
Police Pony: *Barges in room, then shoot Italian drug dealer*
Drug Addict: ciao man, what are te doing?!
Police Pony: *Shoots drug addict*
Drug addict 2: Ah! *Goes towards window*
Police Pony: *Shoots drug addict 2*
Drug addict 2: *Goes through window, and falls off building* AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
Ryan: Oh shit, we better get going!
Mercury: *grabs rifle*
Police Pony: *Walking through parking garage*
Police pony 2: *Sees police pony, and takes off helmet*
The secondo police pony was Charlie.
Police Pony: *Shoots Charlie*
Charlie: *Dies*
Police Pony: *Runs toward exit*
Ryan: *Running towards entrance*
Mercury: *Following*
Police Pony: I saw the killer, he went that way.
Ryan: Thank you. *Runs in*
Mercury: *Follows Ryan*
Ponies: *Gathering around* What's going on? Why was that pony carrying a rifle?
Police Pony: Remain calm. *Takes off helmet* There's nothing to see here.
The police pony was John Davis.
In the office of Lieutenant Briggs
Briggs: *On the phone* Yes. Understood. *Hangs up*
Harry: *Walks in*
Briggs: te were supposed to apprehend Pollanchio, not insult him. te weren't doing your job, and te could get fired for that. Now te let Frank escape, so answer me this. What the fuck do I tell the captain? Huh? What?
Harry: te can tell him that a traffic cop is making all those kills.
Briggs: A traffic cop? te expect him to believe that a traffic cop is killing off everypony? Who?
Harry: *Looks down at floor* Charlie McCoy.
Briggs: Harry, I was just on the phone with Charlie's ex wife. He's dead. A stakeout team found him in there with a bullet in his head. And the only reason that I'm going to go easy on te for letting Frank escape, is because I know that you, and Charlie were very close friends.
Harry: Yeah.
Briggs: And believe me Harry, it's Pollanchio going around killing everypony.
Harry: *Leaving office*
Briggs: Harry?
Harry: *Turns around*
Briggs: If it means anything coming from me, I'm sorry about Charlie.
Harry: *Leaves office*
Ten minuti later, at the airport, a coffin was being loaded onto an airplane. In the coffin was Charlie's corpse.
Harry: *Standing da Carol, and her little ponies* Are te sure te have to leave?
Carol: Yes, I'm sure. I never really liked it in this city.
Harry: Well, I'm going to miss your meatloaf.
Jack: We're gonna miss te too Harry.
Theresa: Yeah.
Harry: Maybe I might come, and visit you.
Carol: That would be lovely. Come on kids, let's get in the car. *Gets in car*
Theresa, Jack, and Nicholas: *Get in car*
Harry: Take them to the departure zone please.
Driver: Yes sir. *Drives away*
Harry: *Looking at John* te didn't have to come here te know.
John: I know, but I wanted to. I couldn't help, but feel responsible somehow.
The successivo giorno was an important day. Many police ponies in San Franciscolt were competing in a challenge of target practice, and combat training.
Target Pony: *Hits button that moves target*
Mercury: *Shoots target with .38 revolver*
Five bullets hit the bulls eye.
Ponies: *Clapping*
Harry: Good shooting Mercury.
Mercury: Thanks Harry, and hey. I'm sorry about Charlie McCoy.
Harry: That's alright, but what I don't understand is how John Davis got to that fucking building before te did.
Mercury: I can't understand it either. Me, and Ryan ran as fast as we could to get there. Maybe we're getting too old.
Harry: Doubt it. *Loads his gun*
Target Pony: *Hits button that moves target*
Harry: *Shoots target six times*
Three bullets hit the bulls eye, but the other three hit a 2x area, that would double up the score. He was winning.
Ponies: *Clapping*
Harry: *Reloading gun*
Max: Harry, good job. The only ponies that could stand a chance at beating te now is John Davis, and Phil Sweet.
Harry: They both use the same guns, right?
Max: We all use the same gun.
Target Pony: Harry, you're winning so far. It's your choice on the successivo objective. Cans, o combat.
Harry: *Thinking* Combat.
And so, they did combat. Phil, and some other ponies alreay went, now it was John's turn, and then it would be Harry's turn.
John: *Shoots enemy targets, then slowly walks*
Enemy target: *Appears*
John: *runs for cover, then shoots enemy target twice, and reloads*
Civilian target: *Appears*
John: *Waits*
Police Target: *Appears*
John: *Waits*
Enemy Target: *Appears*
John: *Shoots enemy target*
Two enemy targets: *Appear*
John: *Shoots both enemy targets, and runs out of ammo* Out!!
Target Pony: And John Davis gets in first place with forty seconds.
Ponies: *Clapping*
Target Pony: Up successivo is Harry Callahan.
Harry: *Shoots enemy target*
Enemy target: *Appears*
Harry: *Shoots target*
Civilian target: *Appears*
Harry: *Waits*
Police Target: *Appears*
Harry: *Waits*
Enemy Target: *Appears*
Harry: *Shoots target*
Another target appeared, and Harry shot it, but...
Phil: That was a cop. He shot one of the good ponies.
Harry: *Walks back to target pony*
Target Pony: Harry, your time was 36 seconds, but I'm sorry, te shot a good pony.
John: I'm sorry about what happened.
Harry: Well te won, that's all that matters.
John: Yeah, but it doesn't seem right.
Harry: ciao Target, how about setting up six enemy targets for me? I wanna try to use Phil's .357.
Target: Sure thing Harry.
Phil: Good luck. *Gives Harry gun*
Harry: Thank you. *Takes gun*
Target: *Makes targets appear*
Harry: *Shoots gun six times*
He shot five out of six targets. One of the bullets hit a omaggio building.
Harry: I missed one.
Rick: That's alright, te still did good.
Harry: It was a little too light for me.
John: You'll get the hang of it.
Harry: Yep.
Hours later, it was night time. Harry walked around the combat zone with a flashlight, and found the building that he shot with Phil's gun. He then grabbed a knife, and got the bullet out of the building.
1 ora later
Harry: *Looking at bullet through microscope*
Joe: *Walks in* It's been half an hour. te detto this would only take five minutes.
Harry: Was it really half an hour? Seemed like five minuti to me.
Joe: What are te doing anyway?
Harry: Looking at the ballistics from Phil's gun, and comparing it with another ballistic from the killing of Charlie McCoy. Davis, and Sweet use the same gun, so it's possible that either one of them killed Charlie, and the others.
Joe: Right. Well, I'm going to have cena down at my ma's house. She makes very good beef stew. te want some?
Harry: No thanks. I think I saw something that killed my apetite.
successivo morning, at the same room.
Briggs: What is it te wanted to mostra me Harry?
Harry: Wait, and see.
Lab Pony: May I help you?
Harry: I'm letting the lieutenant catch up on his research.
Lab Pony: Go on in.
Harry & Briggs: *walk in room*
Harry: Now I was looking at a bullet from Phil Sweet's gun, and comparing it with the bullet from Charlie's death. I want te to take a look at it.
Briggs: *Looking at bullets* Yes. Interesting. They do look very similar, but we don't really know if it's them for the time being.
Harry: Yeah, okay.
Briggs: Where did te find this?
Harry: At the combat zone in the target range.
Briggs: Harry, don't mess around! We have serious business to do, and you're accusing police officers of killing everypony.
Harry: I already know we have work to do. I've been doing it.
Briggs: Well, do me a favor. You're getting a secondo chance at arresting Pollanchio. I'll have a cerca warrant ready within half an hour. I want te to bring Pollanchio here alive.
Harry: How about te do me a favor? I'd like the four new recruits to be part of my squad.
Briggs: What do te want them for?
Harry: They're great at shooting.
Briggs: There's not supposed to be any shooting! Besides, they don't have enough experience. They'll get scared, jump, and accidentally pull the trigger.
Harry: How are they supposed to get any fucking experience if they can't do it?
Briggs: Fine. Have it your way. Those four new recruits will unisciti te on the arrest of Pollanchio.
It was all arranged. Harry was getting his team ready to arrest Pollanchio.
Harry: We'll have ten police officers in three cars. They will wait for either me, o one of the four rookies to call in reinforcements. When we call for you, go towards the front entrance, but stay da your vehicles. Everypony ready?
Police Ponies: Yes sir.
Joe: *Climbs into white car* See te there.
Harry: Yeah.
John: *Arrives with Phil, Rick, and Max* Harry, on behalf of all four of us, we want to thank te for requesting us.
Harry: The pleasure is all mine.
Rick: We won't let te down.
Harry: I know te won't.
The four young police ponies got on their motorcycles, while Harry got into his car, and they followed the three police cars.
Meanwhile, Frank Pollanchio, and his gang we're doing what all gangsters do when not causing violence, eating Chinese Cibo in a WAREHOUSE.
The phone was ringing, but nopony bothered to pick it up. After 15 seconds, they had it.
Frank: Henry, pick up the phone.
Henry: *Stops eating, goes to phone, and picks it up* Hello?
???: Listen, there's going to be some police officers trying to arrest te guys. Be careful. *Hangs up*
Henry: *Puts phone down*
Frank: What was it?
Henry: I just got a call from somepony saying that police officers would be here.
Frank: Everypony grab a gun.
Gangsters: *Grabbing shotguns, and MP40's*
Frank: te see anything?
Gangster 1: I just see somepony walking.
Frank: Is he wearing a police uniform?
Gangster 1: No.
Frank: Whoever that pony was who called Henry must have been pranking him.
Henry: Hey, there's four police ponies coming here on motorcycles.
Gangster 1: That pony just grabbed a gun. A big revolver!
Frank: Goddamnit. Just stay in here, and don't do anything.
Phil: *Knocks on door*
Frank: Who is it?
Phil: Police ponies, let us in.
Frank: There's nopony here!
Phil: We have a cerca warrant for this place. Let us in!
Frank: *Pointing shotgun at door* te can't come in.
Phil: We know he's in there, let us in!
Frank: How about te eat my lead?! *Shoots door*
The bullets went through the door, and hit Phil. He was dead.
Harry: *Shoots gangster 1*
Frank: *Shooting at John*
John: *Taking cover*
Rick: *Shoots window*
Harry: *Shoots Henry*
Gangster 2: *Shooting MP40 at Harry*
Harry: *Taking cover behind cooler*
Gangster 3: *Shooting at Harry*
Frank: Somepony get out there, and kill the pony with the .44!
Gangster 2: I'm on it! *Runs downstairs*
The rest of Harry's squad arrived in the three cars.
Gangster 4: *Shooting at police car*
Joe: *Using microphone* Cease fire! Cease fire! Put your weapons down, and come out with your hooves up!
Gangster 3: Goddamn cops.
Frank: Go to hell! *Shoots police pony*
Max: *Crawling towards door so that he won't get shot*
Police Pony: *Shoots gangster 4*
Gangster 3: *Shoots at Joe*
Joe: *Taking cover behind car*
Max: *Opens door, and kills gangster 3*
Frank: *Runs away*
Harry: *Waiting da cooler*
Gangster 2: *Shoots five bullets at Harry, then runs into garage*
Harry: *Shoots box auto, garage door*
Gangster 2: *Drives out of box auto, garage in car*
Harry: *Shoots gangster 2*
The car crashed into a small office building.
Frank: *Drives out of box auto, garage in car*
Harry: *Jumps on cappuccio of the car*
Frank: *Backs up, turns around, and drives forward*
Harry: *Holding onto car*
Frank: *Driving fast*
Harry: *Holding on*
Frank: *Turns left*
Harry: *Falls off*
Frank: *Looks at Harry, then at a crane, and crashes*
The back of the car was up in the air, and Frank's dead body was on the gas, causing the back TIRES to still move.
Harry walked over to the car, and looked at Frank. He was dead alright, so he decided to end it all, and turn the car off.
Lieutenant Briggs was walking down a hallway in police headquarters. The captain was following him.
Briggs: *Opens door to doctor's office*
Doctor: Hello te two, what can I help te with?
Briggs: We wanna talk to Harry. How is he?
Doctor: Well, I could open up his wound, and let his brains go all over your hooves.
Captain: Alright now, we don't need a doctor with that kind of attitude.
Doctor: Sorry captain.
Harry: *Looks up at Briggs*
Briggs: It was supposed to be a simple arrest. However, te decided to get reckless, kill Frank, and his entire gang.
Harry: You're blaming me for all the murders?
Briggs: Obviously it was you!
Captain: Harry, every time te pull out that gun of yours, the paperwork in my office gets as tall as the Empire State Building.
Briggs: What do te have to say about your actions?
Harry: We were tipped off. They knew we were coming, and they fired the first shot.
Briggs: How do te know?!
Harry: I made 200 arrests in my life, and I can tell the difference on whether we get tipped off o not.
Briggs: Harry, there's another thing we need from you.
Captain: The ballistics te were mostrare to Briggs from Phil's gun.
Briggs: I'd like it right now.
Harry: *Grabs bullet from saddle bag* Eat it!
Briggs & Captain: *Walking away*
After being treated at the doctor's office, Harry was walking with his partner, Early Joe.
Joe: Sheesh. te got stitches just for falling off of a car?
Harry: Yeah.
Joe: So what was it te wanted to mostra me?
Harry: I've been thinking about this very clearly. It could have been any of those four rookies that tipped us off before they arrived on their motorcycles.
Joe: What about Davis, and Sweet?
Harry: Sweet sacrificed himself for us. No domande asked. We somehow have to get Briggs to know that those four rookies are up to this. He asked for the ballistics I got from Phil's gun, but I gave him a replica for the time being.
Joe: So what happens if we WIN?
Harry: If we win, those rookies will be put behind bars for a very long time.
Joe: And if we lose?
Harry: All of this would have been for nothing.
Joe: It's a serious situation we're in.
Harry: Yeah. For some reason, it reminds me of all those firing squads they had back in Brazil years ago. Maybe they're still there, who knows?
Joe: Not me.
Harry: Listen Joe, you're a very good friend to me, and I want te to take care of yourself. Is that clear?
Joe: Yes sir.
Harry: Good. I'll let te know when I get più information.
After talking with his friend Joe, Harry drove to his apartment. Along the way, he met Sunny.
Harry: *stops car*
Sunny: Hello.
Harry: Hello.
Sunny: I was going to get some groceries for us. If te give me your room key, I can get the mail for te when I come back.
Harry: Sure. *Gives Sunny the room key*
Sunny: Thank you.
Harry: *Drives into parking garage, then slowly parks his car, and walks out*
At first, it seemed like he was the only pony in the parking garage, but then...
Max: We're onto te Harry.
Harry: *Looks at Max*
Rick & John: *With Max on their motorcycles*
Max: We don't like anypony knowing what we're up to.
Harry: te were the ones that killed a dozen of ponies this week. What are te going to do successivo week?
John: Kill a dozen more.
Max: Everypony will think of us as heroes.
Harry: Is that all te care about? Being heroes?
Rick: All of our Heroes are dead. We're the first generation of a new kind of hero. One that so many ponies will want to be, that it will never die. Now either you're with us, o against us.
Harry: *Staring at three ponies* I believe te have misjudged me.
Max: *Rides motorcycle away from Harry*
Rick & John: *Following Max on their motorcycles*
As soon as they were gone, Harry walked to his apartment.
Harry: *Goes into apartment, then goes to mailbox, and looks inside*
He saw something that looked like, oh, I don't know, A BOMB!!
Harry: *Runs upstairs to his apartment*
He was looking for a screwdriver, and he found one on superiore, in alto of the dresser, he took it, and went back downstairs.
Harry: *Looking at mailbox*
Sunny: *Walks in, and is about to open the mailbox*
Harry: No!! *Runs to mailbox* DON'T!! *Pushes Sunny away*
Sunny: Harry!! What are te doing?
Harry: *Unscrewing a screw from the mailbox door*
Landlord: *Walks down* What's going on? What are te doing?
Harry: What's it look like I'm doing?
Landlord: Did te forget your key?
Harry: Why don't te go mind your business? *Takes out screw, and starts unscrewing another screw*
Landlord: Hey, that's my mailbox too, don't get smart with me!
Harry: *Takes out another screw, and starts unscrewing a third screw*
Landlord: Tampering with the mailbox is a federal offense. I'm calling the police!
Harry: I am the police. *Takes out third screw, and starts unscrewing the final screw*
Landlord: Oh. You're that cop that lives upstairs?
Harry: Yes I am. *Takes out final screw*
Slowly, he moved the door off of the mailbox, and there attached to the other side of the door was a bomb. It was set to only go off when the door was opened.
Harry: *turns off bomb*
Sunny: *sees a bomb*
Landlord: *Sees bomb* ... a bomb?!!?
Harry: Yes, and if we kept sitting here talking, we'd be in the ceiling da now. Here, would te like to hold it?
Landlord: No, no, no. I don't want any trouble. *Runs away*
Harry: Sunny, get back to your apartment, and don't let anypony in. Is that clear?
Sunny: Yes. *Runs to her apartment room*
Harry: *Goes to his apartment room*
When Harry got to his room, he tried to call Joe. However, he would not answer the phone.
Joe was walking towards his apartment, carrying groceries. He heard the phone ringing, but didn't bother to pick it up.
Harry: *Tries to call Joe again*
Joe: *Eating sedano from grocery bag*
Harry: Joe's not picking up. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I have to call Briggs.
Joe: *Opens mailbox*
Suddenly, an explosion occurred. There was another bomb in Joe's mailbox.
Harry: *Calling Lieutenant Briggs*
Briggs: *In his office, picking up phone* Hello?
Harry: Briggs, it's Harry. I just found a bomb in my mailbox. Get somepony over at Early Joe's place.
Briggs: What?
Harry: I got a bomb, get somepony at Early's quickly!
Briggs: Alright. I'm coming over to your apartment. Stay there. *Hangs up*
Harry: *Puts phone away, then grabs his gun*
He did what Lieutenant Briggs told him to do, and waited there. Just in case someone tried to kill him, he had his gun ready.
Harry has been waiting in his apartment for fourty five minutes. Then, somepony was knocking on his door.
Harry: Yeah?
??: *Knocks on door six times*
Harry: *Pointing gun at door* Come on in.
Briggs: *Opens door, and looks at gun* I don't like looking in one of those things.
Harry: *Puts gun away*
Briggs: Where's the bomb?
Harry: It's on the dresser.
Briggs: *Looks at dresser, and takes bomb* This could have activated when te opened your mailbox door. We have to get this down at police headquarters, and fast.
So they both walked out of Harry's room, and toward Brigg's car.
Briggs: Would te mind driving? I wanna take a closer look at the bomb. *Gives keys to Harry, and gets in car*
Harry: *Gets in car, starts it, and drives*
Briggs: Alright now. *Puts on glasses, and looks at bomb* I can't make the descrizione of this thing. Looks like it was homemade. Take the successivo right to the freeway.
Harry: The freeway? That's heading away from the police headquarters.
Briggs: *Grabs gun, and points it at Harry* Exactly.
Harry: Your gun's out of it's fondina Briggs.
Briggs: There's a first time for everything. Now, let's see your gun.
Harry: *Gives his gun to Briggs*
Briggs: *Takes ammo out of gun* Now, let's see the shells.
Harry: *Takes out one shell of ammo*
Briggs: Three. te always carry three with you.
Harry: *Takes out the other two*
Briggs: Now throw them all out of the window.
Harry: *Throws them out of the window*
Briggs: Now we're getting somewhere.
Harry: I thought te were supposed to be a good cop.
Briggs: With te around, there's no such thing.
Harry: te must be working with Davis, and those other ponies he hangs out with.
Briggs: Rick Jones, and Max McGarrett? Yes, but if Sweet was still alive, the entire gang would be here.
Harry: I could understand why those four young stallions would be cruel, but why te Briggs?
Briggs: Ninety years ago, nopony cared about the law. They created the mafia, and fought for their booze. That gave me inspiration to turn the entire world of police ponies into those that just killed, for no good reason.
Harry: *Gets on freeway* Oh yeah? Well te killed a police pony that was good at his job.
Briggs: Who?
Harry: Charlie McCoy.
Briggs: He had a mental illness.
Harry: That's no reason for somepony to die. successivo I suppose you're start executing everypony for J walking, and then you'll start executing everypony for traffic violations. o maybe you'll execute your own neighbor when his dog fucks up your front yard.
Briggs: We don't care about the system, unlike you.
Harry: Briggs, I hate the system. Unless somepony changes it, I'll always hate it.
Briggs: You're becoming extinct Harry. *Looks in rearview mirror* Good old McGarrett is behind us. Get on the successivo exit, and pull over.
Harry: *Gets on successivo exit*
Briggs: Now pull ove-
Harry: *Drives into bus*
Briggs: Ow!
Harry: *Fighting for gun, while slowly driving car*
Briggs: Ah! *Holding gun out window, and drops it*
Harry: *Grabs Briggs da the neck, and slams his head into the dashboard five times*
Briggs: *Knocked out*
Harry: *Drives fast*
Max: *Follows Harry on motorcycle*
Harry: *Goes down Lombard Street*
Max: *Follows*
Harry: *Slowing down*
Max: *Getting closer to Harry*
random Pony: *Pulling out of driveway*
Harry: *Gets pass random pony*
Max: *Makes it passed the random pony*
Harry: *Drives off Lombard Street*
Max: *Following Harry*
Harry: *Turns left, and goes uphill*
Max: *Pulls out gun, and shoots back window*
The bullet went through the back window, and hit the front window.
Harry: *Driving downhill*
Max: *Follows Harry*
Harry: *Drives across bridge*
Max: *Gets over bridge*
Harry: *Driving towards railroad crossing*
Engineer: *Pushing freight cars across the crossing*
Harry: *Turns left*
Max: *Turns left*
Harry: *Drives onto station platform*
Ponies: *Running out of the way*
Max: *Follows Harry*
Harry: *Drives off platform, and runs into a JEEP*
Max: *Slows down*
Harry: *Drives back onto road*
Max: *Behind Harry on motorcycle*
Harry: *Drives right into parking lot*
Max: *Follows*
Harry: *Turns around, and pushes Lieutenant Briggs out of car*
Max: *Riding towards Harry*
Harry: *Runs into Max*
Max was dead, but Rick, and John were coming up on their motorcycles.
Harry: *Leaves parking lot*
Rick & John: *Follows Harry*
Harry: *Drives into the docks*
Rick & John: *Following*
Harry: *Stops car at salvage yard, and runs onto an old aircraft carrier*
Rick & John: *Slowly ride onto aircraft carrier with their motorcycles*
Rick: *Goes up to superiore, in alto of boat*
Harry: *Looking around boat*
John: *Arrives on motorcycle*
Harry: *Goes up stairs*
John: *Gets off motorcycle, and goes upstairs*
Rick: *Walking down into boat*
Harry: *Goes into a room*
John: *Loses sight of Harry*
Rick: *Looking around boat*
John: *Looking, and accidentally shoots a bunch of chains* (I thought that was Harry)
Harry: *Hears gunshots, and waits for somepony to arrive*
Rick: *Walking towards Harry* (Where is he? Ah!) *Shoots bacheca twice* (Whoops. I thought Harry was there.)
Harry: *Punches Rick*
Rick: *Falls on ground*
Harry: *Punches Rick in the neck five times*
Rick: *Choking, and dies*
Harry: *Quietly runs to superiore, in alto of boat*
John: Rick? Where are you?
Harry: *Sees motorcycle on boat*
John: *Looking around boat* Rick?! *Sees that Rick is dead*
Harry: *Tries to start motorcycle* Come on, let's go!
John: *Hears motorcycle, and runs downstairs*
Harry: *Tries to start motorcycle* Start for crying out loud.
John: *Gets on his motorcycle, and rides towards the superiore, in alto of the boat*
Harry: *Starts motorcycle, and rides towards the end of the boat*
John: *Gets on superiore, in alto of boat, and follows Harry*
Harry: *Rides onto another boat*
John: *Follows Harry*
Harry: *Rides onto another boat*
John: *Still following*
Harry: *Stops motorcycle*
John: *Puts on brakes, but falls off boat, and into the water*
The water was so cold, that it caused John to die.
Harry: *Walks to edge of boat, and see's John's helmet* Briggs was right. te don't have enough experience. *Kicks casco into water*
As soon as Harry got off the boat, he saw Briggs, with a black eye, and a few cuts on his body.
Briggs: *Pointing gun at Harry* Stop right there Callahan.
Harry: *Looks at bomb in car, and sets it to go off in two minutes*
Briggs: Get out of there!
Harry: *Looking at Lieutenant Briggs* Your new generation of officers are dead.
Briggs: There's a lot più from where they came, believe me. Now listen Harry, I'm not happy with what you've done. te killed three police ponies. *Slowly gets into car* And the only reason I'm not gonna kill te is because, I'm going to sue you. With your own system. *Starts car* And who's going to believe you? You're a killer Harry, a maniac. *Drives backwards off pier, turns car around, and drives inoltrare, avanti out of the docks*
Harry: *Slowly walking toward Brigg's car*
Suddenly, an explosion occurred.
Harry: *Looking at Brigg's destroyed car* A stallion has got to know his limits.
The End.
STH Productions Presents
The Sequel to Dirty Harry
bottiglione, magnum Force
Starring
The San Franciscolt Police Department
Dirty Harry
Lieutenant Briggs
Early Joe
Charlie McCoy
John Davis
Phil Sweet
Rick Jones
Max McGarrett
Mercury
Ryan
Innocent ponies
Mary, and her little ponies
Sunny
Black Mare
Bad Ponies
Ricca
Pimp
Frank Pollanchio
Frank's Thugs
DRUG ADDICTS
Italian Drug Dealer
This fanfic starts off at the courthouse.
Ricca: *Walking down hall*
Reporter: How do te feel about letting Anthony Scarza free?
Ricca: I have no commento at the time.
Reporter: Why did te let him free?
Ricca: That's a stupid question. *Pushes reported onto floor*
Reporter: Will te at least tell us about why te let Anthony Scarza get away with his crime?
Ricca: He was not the murderer.
Reporters: Can te tell us your opinion about everypony's reaction?
Bodyguard 1: Their minds are dead.
Reporter: What do te mean da that?
Bodyguard 1: I mean their minds are dead.
They go outside, and are greeted to a mob of angry ponies holding signs.
Protestors: Ricca is a killer!!
Police Ponies: *Holding back protesting ponies*
Reporter: What do te think about this situation.
British Pony: te know what I think? I'll tell te what I think! To hell with the court system! Ricca can go kill himself.
Ricca: *Gets into limo*
Driver: *Starts car*
Bodyguards: *get in car*
Protestors: *Stomping hooves on car*
Driver: *Honking horn* Get out of the way!!
Protestors: Don't come back!
Driver: *Drives away from protestors*
Protestors: *Running after car*
Reporter: We have just heard that after letting Anthony Scarza walk away scott free from a crime he committed, everypony in San Franciscolt have gotten very angry with John Ricca. This definitely will not be the last of Ricca, as we will see più of him. più on this story later.
At somepony's house, a police pony was watching the news on his TV, and decided to go for a ride on his motorcycle.
Meanwhile, on a highway.
Driver: *Driving car*
Bodyguard 2: It's over.
Ricca: Yeah, hopefully for a long time.
Police Pony: *Riding up on motorcycle*
Driver: *Sees pony in mirror*
Bodyguard 1: A cop.
Driver: Take it easy. I'm driving this thing like a baby carriage.
Police Pony: *Puts on lights*
Driver: Great.
Police Pony: *Goes successivo to Driver, and signals to pull over*
Driver: *Drives off highway, and parks car on side of road*
Police Pony: *Stops bike behind car, and gets off*
Driver: *Rolls down window*
Police Pony: May I see your driver's license?
Driver: Do te know who's back there?
Police Pony: That doesn't matter. te were driving on a double line.
Driver: A double line?
Bodyguard 2: Take it easy. You're gonna regret pulling us over.
Police Pony: Let me see your license.
Driver: *Gives driver license to police pony*
Police Pony: *Walks to bike*
Driver: That's right, walk back to your motorcycle.
Ricca: We better get out of here.
Bodyguard 1: Relax.
Police Pony: *Returns to car* Is this car registered to you?
Driver: *Points to Ricca* To him.
Police Pony: I'll need to see the registration
Driver: Give me a break.
Police Pony: *Pulls out gun, and shoots driver*
Bodyguard 1: *Tries to get out of car*
Police Pony: *Shoots bodyguard in head*
Ricca: Ah!
Police Pony: *Shoots Ricca twice, and then shoots secondo bodyguard*
All four ponies in the car were dead. The Police pony walked back to his motorcycle, and rode off.
An ora after the police pony killed Ricca, and the other ponies in the car, Harry, and his new partner, Early Joe arrived at the scene of the crime.
Police pony 6: *Sees Harry* Hi Harry, what are te doing here?
Harry: My job.
Police pony 6: te better get out of here before Lieutenant Briggs sees you.
Harry: Let him see me. It would be an interesting experience.
Lieutenant Briggs: And so it is. What are te doing here Harry?
Harry: Observing the crime scene.
Lieutenant Briggs: You, and your partner are on stakeout.
Harry: Yeah, well we had nothing interesting to watch, and we were close by. *Looks in car* Whoever did this must be a professional.
Lieutenant Briggs: Harry, I'll deal with this.
Harry: Why you? Can't te trust me?
Lieutenant Briggs: No. All te do is wave your gun around, and kill everypony.
Harry: What makes te think you're better?
Lieutenant Briggs: Because I've been working for the police here for eleven years, and I never had to take my gun out of it's holster.
Harry: *Smiles* You're a good stallion Briggs, and a good stallion always knows his limitations.
An ambulanza arrived just as Harry, and Early Joe were leaving.
Early: What's with you, and Lieutenant Briggs anyway?
Harry: Jealousy. He knows I'm the right pony for this job. It's just a matter of time before he finds out.
Early: How many partners did te say te had before me?
Harry: Seven.
Early: What happened to the one before me?
Harry: He go shot.
Early: Really?
Harry: Yeah, but he's still alive. He's a teacher at some college over at San Diego. Would te like to go have lunch?
Early: How could te think about Cibo after seeing that?
Harry: Relax. I know a good spot for hamburgers.
The two stallions went to the airport, where a restaurant was owned da a pony named Rodriguez.
Rodriguez: *Gives hamburger to Harry* te sure te don't want anything?
Early: Oh, no thanks.
Rodriguez: Man. I can't believe that Ricca was shot in broad daylight like that.
Harry: Well, at least nopony will have to worry about him.
Rodriguez: Yeah.
Airport Manager: Attention, all personnel. We have a white card on the runway.
Rodriguez: There must be trouble. That means something bad is happening.
Airport Ponies: *Waiting da door*
Early: Seems like they're talking about something important.
Harry: Let me go check. *Walks to airport ponies*
Airport Ponies: We can't just let them take that plane! There are innocent ponies aboard.
Harry: *Arrives* What seems to be the problem?
Airport Pony: Who are you?
Harry: *Shows police badge* Inspector Calahan. What's the matter?
Airport Pony: Well inspector, there's been a huge problem on one of our airplanes. A bunch of terrorists took it over.
Airport pony 2: And we have no pilots to fly that plane.
Harry: May I offer a suggestion?
Harry was disguised as a pilot, and walked from the airport onto the runway. The airplane that had the terrorists on board was sitting there, and Harry was walking right towards it. However, he did have a plan.
Harry: *Walks onto plane*
Terrorist 1: Drop the bag!
Harry: *drops bag* Hello.
Terrorist 1: What's in the bag?
Harry: Maps.
Terrorist 1: *Looking at maps in bag* Check him. Make sure he has no weapons.
Terrorist 2: *Checking Harry* He's clean.
Terrorist 1: Good. Now get in there.
Harry: *Goes to cockpit*
Co Pilot: *Sitting in chair*
Harry: Good afternoon gentlecolts.
Terrorist 1: Stop talking, and get us up!
Harry: Where to?
Terrorist: I'll tell te when we get up in the air.
Harry: Would te care to get us in take off position?
Co Pilot: *Getting plane in take off position*
Harry: *Slowly taxiing towards ending of runway*
Passengers: *Sitting in seats*
Terrorist 2: *Watching passengers*
Harry: *Turns plane around for take off*
Control Tower Pony: *Watching*
Early Joe: *Watching*
Terrorist 1: sposta it!
Harry: *Taxiing faster*
Airport Pony: That's right Lieutenant. Thankfully, one of your ponies is on there right now. An Inspector Calahan.
Briggs: *In car not far away from airport* Calahan?! Go faster.
Mercury: *Driving faster*
Harry: *Gaining very little altitude*
Co Pilot: Excuse me captain. I know this may sound silly, but can te fly?
Harry: No.
Terrorist 1: *Looking at Harry*
Harry: *Looks at terrorist* I never learned. *Puts brakes on plane*
The brakes were so strong that it made the terrorist lose balance.
Harry: *Breaks terrorist's neck, and takes gun*
Terrorist 2: *Running to end of airplane*
Harry: *Goes towards passengers*
Terrorist 2: *Hiding behind wooden wall*
Passenger: *Standing up*
Harry: Sit down!
Passenger: *Sits down*
Harry: *Shoots bacheca twice*
The bullets penetrated the wall, and hit the terrorist hiding behind it.
Ponies: *Driving emergency vehicles to airplane*
Mercury: *Stops car near plane*
Briggs: *Gets out of car*
Harry: *Walking down steps of airplane* What are te doing here Lieutenant? *Walks away*
Briggs: *Staring at Harry*
Joe: *Walking away with Harry*
It was 8:30 PM. Harry drove to the police station to check out for the day, and go to his home.
Harry: *Parks car in police parking lot, then walks to police headquarters*
Charlie: *Goes backwards in his car, and nearly hits Harry*
Harry: *Looking in car*
Charlie: *Comes out of car* Harry. te crazy bastard, I could've killed you.
Harry: Yeah, I've noticed.
Charlie: It's been a while since I've seen you. te don't look any older to me. Do I look any older to you?
Harry: No.
Charlie: How come te haven't seen me in all these years?
Harry: I'm sorry Charlie, I've been wanting to, but I've been too busy.
Charlie: Yeah, well I'm not living with Carol anymore.
Harry: I'm sorry to hear that.
Charlie: Yeah, it's alright. I guess it's all of this police work that us stallions do. It ain't as easy as it used to be. Am I right?
Harry: I suppose. Why don't te retire?
Charlie: Retire? Let me tell te something, I've been on the police force for ten years, and I ain't ever retiring. *Gets back in car* The only way to go down, is to go down fighting! *Starts car* Am I right?!
Harry: *Shakes head yes*
Charlie: *Drives out of parking lot*
Harry walked into the police building, and went downstairs to the shooting range. When he got there, there were four stallions, all of them were in their twenties.
Harry: te practice a lot here?
John: When you're a police pony te have to practice. I'm John Davis. This is Phil Sweet, Rick Jones, and over there we have Max McGarrett.
Harry: te related to Steve McGarrett?
All: *Laughing*
Harry: *Goes to set up new targets* I wasn't expecting anypony else here. Usually, I get this area to myself.
John: We'll leave if te want us to.
Harry: *Sets targets* Nah, that's alright. *Goes back to shooting area*
Rick: What kind of gun do te have?
Harry: *Shows .44* I always use this gun.
Max: What kind of bullets do te use?
Harry: Hollow points, with a light special. I always prefer this gun over a .357 anyday, but they're both good guns. *Shoots target six times*
All six bullets hit the bulls eye.
Rick: That was pretty good.
Harry: Would te like to try?
Rick: Oh, I don't know.
Harry: Go on, I insist.
Rick: Okay. *Takes gun, and shoots target six times*
Only five bullets hit the bulls eye.
Rick: *Frowns*
Others: *Smiling*
Rick: I missed one.
Harry: That's alright te still did good.
Rick: Yeah, it's a little heavy for me.
Harry: You'll get used to it after a while. Where'd te learn to shoot? Definitely not from around here.
Rick: No sir. I learned over at Denver. John, and Phil learned in St. Foalis, and Max learned in San Diego.
Harry: Are they better then you?
Rick: John, and Max are. Phil is better then me on a good day.
Phil: *Laughing* On a good day!
John: Well, we better get going.
And all four of the stallions left Harry at the shooting range.
One morning, a police pony was RIDING A MOTORCYCLE down a street. He stopped, got off his bike, and walked up a small collina near somepony's house.
Police Pony: *Hiding behind bush*
Teenage Ponies: *Playing in pool*
Police Pony: *Setting up sub machine gun*
Teenage Mare: Hey, I just got my hooficure.
Teenage Stallion: Come in the pool with us.
Teenage Mare: Okay! *Jumps in pool*
Police Pony: *Finishes setting up sub machine gun*
Teenage Mare: *Comes out of water* Oh yeah!! It's great! But te know what else is great?
Teenage Ponies: What?
Teenage Mare: My ass.
Police Pony: *Throws smoke grenade at pool*
Teenage Ponies: Whoa. Where did that come from?
Police Pony: *Shooting teenage ponies*
Teenage Ponies: AAHH! *Die*
Teenage Stallion: *Running toward a door*
Police Pony: *Shoots teenage stallion*
Teenage Mare: *Running behind house*
Police Pony: *Shoots teenage mare until she dies*
Everypony was dead, and the police pony walked away.
Two hours later, it ended up on the news.
News Pony: *Flying news helicopter*
Camera Pony: *In helicopter filming*
News pony that isn't in a helicopter: Do te think this was some kind of a gang attack?
Lieutenant Briggs: I have no comment.
News Pony: Why would somepony attack a group of teenagers?
Lieutenant Briggs: No comment.
News Pony: Officer, what about all the killings last year, are te going to make a commento on that?
Lieutenant Briggs: I have nothing to say at the time.
News Pony: Well how about-
Lieutenant Briggs: Look. This solution will be solved. This town belongs to everypony. If there is a murderer out there, we will find him.
Harry was watching the news at a friend's house. Her name was Carol, and she had three little ponies. Their names were Jack, Nicholas, and Theresa.
Harry: *Turns off TV*
Carol: *Walking to kitchen*
Carol's little ponies: *Chasing each other*
Carol: Okay kids, time to say goodnight to Harry.
Little Ponies: Aw, do we have to go to bed?
Carol: Yes!
Theresa: *Hugging Harry* Good night Harry.
Harry: Good night sweetheart.
Jack: *Shaking Harry's hoof* Good night Harry.
Harry: Good night Jack.
Nicholas: *Jumps onto Harry, and hugs him* Good night!
Harry: Good night.
Carol: Okay, go to bed.
Nicholas: *Runs to letto room*
Carol: *Sighs, and sits successivo to Harry*
Harry: They're good ponies.
Carol: Yeah, but sometimes they just don't know when to do what they're told.
Harry: Yeah. I heard you, and Charlie aren't married anymore.
Carol: Good riddance if te ask me.
Harry: I guess that means I can have più of that meatloaf te always make. It's delicious.
Carol: *Smiles*
Harry: Do te know where Charlie is living now?
Carol: I don't know, and I don't care.
Harry: What did he do to make te angry?
Carol: He went to our neighbor, and challenged him to a Mexican standoff.
Harry: Really?
Carol: *Shakes head yes* He had his gun loaded, and everything. Now what would te tell your children if your wife was trying to kill somepony just for fun?
Harry: I have no idea. What did te tell your kids?
Carol: I told them that he had some kind of an illness. Can I ask te another question?
Harry: Sure.
Carol: This could be personal.
Harry: Go ahead. We've been Friends for a long time.
Carol: How come after all these years, te haven't tried to make a sposta on me?
Harry: What are te talking about?
Carol: te didn't try to ask me out, o anything.
Suddenly, the phone rang.
Carol: *Picks up phone* Hello?... It's for you.
Harry: *Takes phone* Yeah?
Joe: Harry, we need your help down at the general store.
Harry: I'll be right there. *Hangs up* I have to go.
Carol: Okay. See te later.
The sound of broken glass could be heard from upstairs.
Carol: Holy shit! With all those kids, do te think I'll ever get laid? *Goes upstairs* What's going on up there?!
Harry wasn't sure why Carol detto that, but he left the house, and went to the general store.
Harry arrived at the general store. A few police officers were there already. Early Joe was disguised as a pony working at the general store.
Harry: What's going on?
Police Pony: Well, we heard from HQ that the pony over there Leggere the magazine, and some of his Friends were good at robbing stores, like this one. They've been doing this for years.
Harry: I see.
The pony Leggere the magazine, walked away, and got to an arancia, arancio car. Once he got in, three other ponies walked out of the car, and into the store.
Harry: Here's a couple of suspicious looking dudes.
Robber 1 & 2: *Waiting be cash register*
Robber 3: *Waiting da magazine stand*
Colt: *Running into store*
Robber 3: *Trips colt*
Robber 1: *Grabs shotgun* Everypony get down, this is a robbery!!
Joe: *About to get down*
Robber 1: Not you, n*gger. te just stay right there.
Worker: What about me?
Robber 2: Be quiet, and unlock that safe!
Robber 1: Now for you. *Pointing gun at Joe* Put your mouth on this gun, and suck it.
Joe: *Stands still*
Robber 2: Are te going to the sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza o what?!
Worker: *Runs away*
Robber 1: Right here. Right here is where I kill me a n*gger. Lay down on the floor.
Joe: *Standing still*
Robber 1: Lay down on the floor!
Joe: *Slowly getting onto floor*
Police Pony: Now?
Harry: Now. *Shoots Robber 1*
Police Pony: Police, put your hooves in the air!
Robber 2: *Shoots police pony*
Robber 3: *Running away*
Joe: *Shoots Robber 3*
Robber: *Drives car away from store*
Joe: *Shooting car* Damnit. He got away.
Robber 2: *Running towards the back of the store*
Harry: *Shoots at Robber*
Robber 2: *Taking cover*
Harry: *Shoots at robber, but misses*
Both ponies continued shooting at each other, but missed. Then, all of a sudden....
Harry: *Shoots Robber, then walks back to cash register*
Police Pony: I never shot a pony before.
Harry: *Looking at mare on floor* Why don't te help the lady up? *Walks away with Joe*
A few minuti later at the police station
Harry: te handled yourself well out there.
Joe: te really think so?
Harry: Yeah. If te don't believe me, I've seen ponies worse then te out in the field, and getting killed.
John, Phil, Rick, and Max: *Walking by*
John: Hey, good to see te again Harry.
Harry: What are te four up to?
Rick: We're just going to play some bowling.
Phil: See te around Harry.
Harry: Yeah, see you.
Joe: te know, I heard those four were gay.
Harry: Oh yeah? Well let me tell te something, if those four ponies are as good as you, I wouldn't give a shit if they were gay.
One night at a HOTEL.
Ponies: *Waiting in line for a taxi*
Black Mare: *Passing ponies* Excuse me please. I have somewhere important to be. *Gets in Taxi*
Ponies: Hey, haven't te heard of a line?
Black Mare: Go.
Taxi Driver: *Drives*
Black Mare: *Carrying money*
Taxi Driver: *Staring at money*
Black Mare: We aren't going to get anywhere, unless te keep your eyes on the road.
Taxi Driver: Yes ma'am. Where to?
Black Mare: 1000, sunset boulevard.
Taxi Driver: I'll get te there quickly. *Drives to 1000, sunset boulevard*
Black Mare: *Shows money for only one second* OOH!
Taxi Driver: *Laughing*
Black Mare: *Laughing*
Taxi Driver: *Stops* Here we are ma'am. 1000, sunset boulevard.
Black Mare: Thank you.
Pimp: *Gets in taxi*
Black Mare: Ah!
Taxi Driver: Is everything okay back the-
Pimp: Go.
Taxi Driver: *Drives* Where to?
Pimp: Just keep going, I'll let te know when to stop.
Taxi Driver: te got it.
Black Mare: I was just on my way to see you.
Pimp: Why didn't te call?
Black Mare: I had no phone?
Pimp: No phone at a hotel? What have te been doing?
Black Mare: Stuff.
Pimp: Bullshit. Let's see that purse. *Takes purse, and sees money* Uh, huh. What have te been doing? te know what? Don't answer that question. I know you're just going to be a shitty culo liar anyway.
Black Mare: I was going to give that money to you. Give me a chance?
Pimp: Chance? Bitch, te had your chance. Now, it's over. *Grabs a can of motor oil*
Taxi Driver: Oh no! *Stops cab, and runs out*
Black Mare: No! Leave me alone!
Pimp: *Sprays motor oil into black mare's mouth*
The black mare then started choking, and died.
successivo morning, the pimp was driving down the Golden Neigh Bridge, leaving San Franciscolt.
Pimp: *Driving over bridge*
Police Pony: *Riding motorcycle*
Pimp: *Passes a car*
Police Pony: *Turns on police light*
Pimp: *Goes off highway*
Police Pony: *Follows*
Pimp: *Sees police pony* What the hell?
The pimp, and police pony continued going down the road, until they got under the bridge they were previously on.
Police Pony: *Walks from bike, to pimp*
Pimp: *Hiding gun under his leg*
Police Pony: May I see your driver's license?
Pimp: What am I getting pulled over for?
Police Pony: Let me see your driver's license. I'm afraid te were speeding.
Pimp: Yeah, te better be afraid.
Police Pony: Just mostra me your license.
Pimp: Sure thing officer. *Grabs wallet, and shows driver's license in wallet, with a $100 bribe*
The pimp was about to grab his gun, but the police pony beat him to that.
Pimp: *Staring at police pony*
Police Pony: *Shoots Pimp five times*
13 hours after the pimp was killed, Harry got to his apartment. A yellow alicorn was there waiting.
Yellow Alicorn: Hello.
Harry: Hello. What's your name?
Yellow Alicorn: Sunny. You're that cop that lives upstairs, right?
Harry: Yeah.
Yellow Alicorn: It's funny, I've only lived here for six months, and I've never seen te here before.
Harry: *Smiles* That is funny I suppose.
Yellow Alicorn: Just one question. What does it take to go to letto with you?
Harry: Umm.... Try knocking on the door? *Walks to apartment room*
Shortly after arriving to his room, a knock could be heard from the door.
Harry: *Opens door*
Sunny: Hello.
Harry: Hello.
Sunny: *Looking around room* Do te always live in the dark?
Harry: più o less. *Sits down* I got drinks if you're thirsty.
Sunny: *Looks in refrigerator*
Harry: *Hears phone ring, and answers* Hello?
Briggs: Is that te Calahan?
Harry: Of course it's me. Who were te expecting? Clint Eastwood?
Briggs: What are te doing?
Harry: Entertaining a female guest.
Briggs: Well put your pants back on, and get over here. We need your help on all those murders being made in this town.
Harry: I'm on stakeout, remember?
10 minuti later at a morgue.
Briggs: Not anymore Calahan. As of now, you, and your partner are on homicide.
Morgue owner: We got these dead bodies that came in just now. This pony died for gambling. The one successivo to him died for driving a truck. This black mare, and the pimp, are the newest bodies we got.
Harry: What happened?
Morgue owner: We heard from a taxicab driver that the pimp killed his special somepony, and this morning, somepony else shot the pimp da the golden neigh bridge.
Police Captain: Harry, this is serious business. If te mess things up, I'm gonna drop te lower then balena shit.
Harry: Speaking of balena shit, what have te found Briggs?
Briggs: I'll have te know that we work hard here, and we don't take kindly to foul ups.
After that, Harry went to his apartment.
Harry: *Walks in room*
Sunny: *Laying in bed*
Harry: Are te comfortable?
Sunny: Yes.
Harry: Warm enough?
Sunny: Yes.
Harry: Good. *Lays in letto successivo to Sunny*
And they both slept together.
successivo morning, Harry was looking at a bullet through a microscope.
Early Joe: *Walks in* The ponies in the white coats want to see you.
Harry: I wonder why.
Early Joe: They want to mostra te something that could help us with that murder.
Harry: Of the pimp?
Early Joe: Yes.
Harry: Alright. Let's see what they got. *Walks to pimp car*
Early Joe: *Follows*
White cappotto Pony: So, we measured the area of the blood on one of the car seats, and we determined that the killer had to be standing right successivo to the car when he shot that pimp. One bullet would not be enough to make a pool of blood like that, so the killer shot him five times, with a magnum.
Early Joe: Maybe it was Harry. He has a magnum, and hates pimps più than anypony.
Harry: *Glares at Early Joe* Enough with the jokes Joe.
A few hours later in the briefing room in police headquarters.
Briggs: *Shows picture of a pony* Frank Pollanchio. He's forty five years old, and has been the leader of his own gang for about five years now. Sometimes, we see him hanging out at the harbor. Harry Callahan will be making the arrest.
Harry: te want me to arrest him?
Briggs: Yes. You're the best pony we have for this job.
Harry: Lieutenant, there's something te got to understand-
Briggs: I don't need to understand anything. Just get him.
Harry: Well te can't just stop him, and arrest him. te got to be creative. There's a reason why he's been around here without being in jail for a long time.
Briggs: That's none of my concern Callahan. Get the job done.
Meanwhile, at the harbor near the bridge going into Oakland.
Frank: *drives out of harbor*
Gangsters: *Following in two different cars*
Early Joe: The chase is on.
Harry: It's not really much of a chase if they're following the speed limit. *Follows Frank's convoy*
Soon, they were on the Golden Neigh Bridge.
Frank: *Driving 50 miles an hour*
Gangster: *Following in different car*
Gangster 2: *Following in another different car*
Frank: *Drives onto exit*
Gangster: *Follows*
Joe: Who do we follow?
Harry: We'll follow the two cars. *Drives onto exit*
Gangster: *Goes left*
Frank: *Goes right*
Joe: Now what?
Harry: Stick with the money. *Goes right*
Frank: *Driving up hill*
Harry: *Passes Frank*
Joe: What are te doing?
Harry: Trust me. This won't take too long.
Frank: *Turns around*
Harry: *Turns around, and follows Frank*
Joe: Are te going to ignore what Briggs said?
Harry: Yeah. *Gets behind Frank*
Frank: *Lowers window, and signals Harry to pass*
Harry: *Drives successivo to Frank* Roll down your window.
Joe: What for?
Harry: Just do it.
Joe: *Rolls down window*
Harry: Excuse me, can te help us out with something?
Frank: What do te want?
Harry: We seem to be lost, do te know where the San Quentin Hotel is?
Frank: It's right behind you. Don't te see good?
Harry: Oh yeah, I see fine. I just wanted to see if te knew where the San Quentin Hotel was, and te do, don't you? Loser! *Drives away*
Frank: *Stops car*
Harry: I'll get te sooner o later. *Continues to drive*
Joe: Do te always go da your rules? No wonder Briggs is always losing his mind when he talks to you.
Harry: If te do something somepony else's way, you're putting your life into somepony else's hooves.
Ryan, and Mercury were two police ponies on stakeout. They were looking at a hotel from another building, using a microscope.
Ryan: Nothing is happening so far.
Mercury: Good things come to those who wait.
Ryan: Why don't we forget about all this, and go buy some hotdogs?
Mercury: Because we're on a job, and we got to focus on it. Let me take over.
Ryan: Fine. *Leaves microscope*
Mercury: *Looks through microscope, then looks down street* Well, I see somepony that looks very similar to the one that's been making all those killings around here.
Ryan: Really? te see him?
Mercury: Yes I do. It looks like Charlie McCoy.
Charlie: *Riding down strada, via on motorcycle*
random Pony: *Driving car, honks horn, and accidentally hits Charlie*
Charlie: *Falls off motorcycle*
Mercury: Looks like somepony hit him.
Ryan: Is he okay?
Mercury: Yeah, he's getting back up.
Meanwhile, at the hotel
Police Pony: *Walking up stairs*
Drug Addicts: *Snorting coke* This is good stuff.
Police Pony: *Walking to superiore, in alto floor*
Ryan: Get back to looking at that hotel, will you? McCoy ain't doing anything interesting.
Mercury: Alright, alright. *Looks at hotel*
Police Pony: *Walking up stairs, then steps in puddle of water, but continues walking upstairs*
Drug Addict: te want some babe?
Drug Addict 2: No handsome, te have it.
Police Pony: *Walks down a different flight of stairs, then puts silencer on a revolver*
Italian Drug Dealer: Hey, be careful with that stuff. Don't spill it!
Drug Addict: Relax man.
Drug Addict 2: Yeah, why don't te have some?
Italian Drug Dealer: Oh, fine.
Guard: *Guarding room*
Police Pony: *Walks to the guard*
Guard: *Sees police pony*
Police Pony: *Shoots guard*
Italian Drug Dealer: *Sees alarm go off* There's an intruder.
Police Pony: *Barges in room, then shoot Italian drug dealer*
Drug Addict: ciao man, what are te doing?!
Police Pony: *Shoots drug addict*
Drug addict 2: Ah! *Goes towards window*
Police Pony: *Shoots drug addict 2*
Drug addict 2: *Goes through window, and falls off building* AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
Ryan: Oh shit, we better get going!
Mercury: *grabs rifle*
Police Pony: *Walking through parking garage*
Police pony 2: *Sees police pony, and takes off helmet*
The secondo police pony was Charlie.
Police Pony: *Shoots Charlie*
Charlie: *Dies*
Police Pony: *Runs toward exit*
Ryan: *Running towards entrance*
Mercury: *Following*
Police Pony: I saw the killer, he went that way.
Ryan: Thank you. *Runs in*
Mercury: *Follows Ryan*
Ponies: *Gathering around* What's going on? Why was that pony carrying a rifle?
Police Pony: Remain calm. *Takes off helmet* There's nothing to see here.
The police pony was John Davis.
In the office of Lieutenant Briggs
Briggs: *On the phone* Yes. Understood. *Hangs up*
Harry: *Walks in*
Briggs: te were supposed to apprehend Pollanchio, not insult him. te weren't doing your job, and te could get fired for that. Now te let Frank escape, so answer me this. What the fuck do I tell the captain? Huh? What?
Harry: te can tell him that a traffic cop is making all those kills.
Briggs: A traffic cop? te expect him to believe that a traffic cop is killing off everypony? Who?
Harry: *Looks down at floor* Charlie McCoy.
Briggs: Harry, I was just on the phone with Charlie's ex wife. He's dead. A stakeout team found him in there with a bullet in his head. And the only reason that I'm going to go easy on te for letting Frank escape, is because I know that you, and Charlie were very close friends.
Harry: Yeah.
Briggs: And believe me Harry, it's Pollanchio going around killing everypony.
Harry: *Leaving office*
Briggs: Harry?
Harry: *Turns around*
Briggs: If it means anything coming from me, I'm sorry about Charlie.
Harry: *Leaves office*
Ten minuti later, at the airport, a coffin was being loaded onto an airplane. In the coffin was Charlie's corpse.
Harry: *Standing da Carol, and her little ponies* Are te sure te have to leave?
Carol: Yes, I'm sure. I never really liked it in this city.
Harry: Well, I'm going to miss your meatloaf.
Jack: We're gonna miss te too Harry.
Theresa: Yeah.
Harry: Maybe I might come, and visit you.
Carol: That would be lovely. Come on kids, let's get in the car. *Gets in car*
Theresa, Jack, and Nicholas: *Get in car*
Harry: Take them to the departure zone please.
Driver: Yes sir. *Drives away*
Harry: *Looking at John* te didn't have to come here te know.
John: I know, but I wanted to. I couldn't help, but feel responsible somehow.
The successivo giorno was an important day. Many police ponies in San Franciscolt were competing in a challenge of target practice, and combat training.
Target Pony: *Hits button that moves target*
Mercury: *Shoots target with .38 revolver*
Five bullets hit the bulls eye.
Ponies: *Clapping*
Harry: Good shooting Mercury.
Mercury: Thanks Harry, and hey. I'm sorry about Charlie McCoy.
Harry: That's alright, but what I don't understand is how John Davis got to that fucking building before te did.
Mercury: I can't understand it either. Me, and Ryan ran as fast as we could to get there. Maybe we're getting too old.
Harry: Doubt it. *Loads his gun*
Target Pony: *Hits button that moves target*
Harry: *Shoots target six times*
Three bullets hit the bulls eye, but the other three hit a 2x area, that would double up the score. He was winning.
Ponies: *Clapping*
Harry: *Reloading gun*
Max: Harry, good job. The only ponies that could stand a chance at beating te now is John Davis, and Phil Sweet.
Harry: They both use the same guns, right?
Max: We all use the same gun.
Target Pony: Harry, you're winning so far. It's your choice on the successivo objective. Cans, o combat.
Harry: *Thinking* Combat.
And so, they did combat. Phil, and some other ponies alreay went, now it was John's turn, and then it would be Harry's turn.
John: *Shoots enemy targets, then slowly walks*
Enemy target: *Appears*
John: *runs for cover, then shoots enemy target twice, and reloads*
Civilian target: *Appears*
John: *Waits*
Police Target: *Appears*
John: *Waits*
Enemy Target: *Appears*
John: *Shoots enemy target*
Two enemy targets: *Appear*
John: *Shoots both enemy targets, and runs out of ammo* Out!!
Target Pony: And John Davis gets in first place with forty seconds.
Ponies: *Clapping*
Target Pony: Up successivo is Harry Callahan.
Harry: *Shoots enemy target*
Enemy target: *Appears*
Harry: *Shoots target*
Civilian target: *Appears*
Harry: *Waits*
Police Target: *Appears*
Harry: *Waits*
Enemy Target: *Appears*
Harry: *Shoots target*
Another target appeared, and Harry shot it, but...
Phil: That was a cop. He shot one of the good ponies.
Harry: *Walks back to target pony*
Target Pony: Harry, your time was 36 seconds, but I'm sorry, te shot a good pony.
John: I'm sorry about what happened.
Harry: Well te won, that's all that matters.
John: Yeah, but it doesn't seem right.
Harry: ciao Target, how about setting up six enemy targets for me? I wanna try to use Phil's .357.
Target: Sure thing Harry.
Phil: Good luck. *Gives Harry gun*
Harry: Thank you. *Takes gun*
Target: *Makes targets appear*
Harry: *Shoots gun six times*
He shot five out of six targets. One of the bullets hit a omaggio building.
Harry: I missed one.
Rick: That's alright, te still did good.
Harry: It was a little too light for me.
John: You'll get the hang of it.
Harry: Yep.
Hours later, it was night time. Harry walked around the combat zone with a flashlight, and found the building that he shot with Phil's gun. He then grabbed a knife, and got the bullet out of the building.
1 ora later
Harry: *Looking at bullet through microscope*
Joe: *Walks in* It's been half an hour. te detto this would only take five minutes.
Harry: Was it really half an hour? Seemed like five minuti to me.
Joe: What are te doing anyway?
Harry: Looking at the ballistics from Phil's gun, and comparing it with another ballistic from the killing of Charlie McCoy. Davis, and Sweet use the same gun, so it's possible that either one of them killed Charlie, and the others.
Joe: Right. Well, I'm going to have cena down at my ma's house. She makes very good beef stew. te want some?
Harry: No thanks. I think I saw something that killed my apetite.
successivo morning, at the same room.
Briggs: What is it te wanted to mostra me Harry?
Harry: Wait, and see.
Lab Pony: May I help you?
Harry: I'm letting the lieutenant catch up on his research.
Lab Pony: Go on in.
Harry & Briggs: *walk in room*
Harry: Now I was looking at a bullet from Phil Sweet's gun, and comparing it with the bullet from Charlie's death. I want te to take a look at it.
Briggs: *Looking at bullets* Yes. Interesting. They do look very similar, but we don't really know if it's them for the time being.
Harry: Yeah, okay.
Briggs: Where did te find this?
Harry: At the combat zone in the target range.
Briggs: Harry, don't mess around! We have serious business to do, and you're accusing police officers of killing everypony.
Harry: I already know we have work to do. I've been doing it.
Briggs: Well, do me a favor. You're getting a secondo chance at arresting Pollanchio. I'll have a cerca warrant ready within half an hour. I want te to bring Pollanchio here alive.
Harry: How about te do me a favor? I'd like the four new recruits to be part of my squad.
Briggs: What do te want them for?
Harry: They're great at shooting.
Briggs: There's not supposed to be any shooting! Besides, they don't have enough experience. They'll get scared, jump, and accidentally pull the trigger.
Harry: How are they supposed to get any fucking experience if they can't do it?
Briggs: Fine. Have it your way. Those four new recruits will unisciti te on the arrest of Pollanchio.
It was all arranged. Harry was getting his team ready to arrest Pollanchio.
Harry: We'll have ten police officers in three cars. They will wait for either me, o one of the four rookies to call in reinforcements. When we call for you, go towards the front entrance, but stay da your vehicles. Everypony ready?
Police Ponies: Yes sir.
Joe: *Climbs into white car* See te there.
Harry: Yeah.
John: *Arrives with Phil, Rick, and Max* Harry, on behalf of all four of us, we want to thank te for requesting us.
Harry: The pleasure is all mine.
Rick: We won't let te down.
Harry: I know te won't.
The four young police ponies got on their motorcycles, while Harry got into his car, and they followed the three police cars.
Meanwhile, Frank Pollanchio, and his gang we're doing what all gangsters do when not causing violence, eating Chinese Cibo in a WAREHOUSE.
The phone was ringing, but nopony bothered to pick it up. After 15 seconds, they had it.
Frank: Henry, pick up the phone.
Henry: *Stops eating, goes to phone, and picks it up* Hello?
???: Listen, there's going to be some police officers trying to arrest te guys. Be careful. *Hangs up*
Henry: *Puts phone down*
Frank: What was it?
Henry: I just got a call from somepony saying that police officers would be here.
Frank: Everypony grab a gun.
Gangsters: *Grabbing shotguns, and MP40's*
Frank: te see anything?
Gangster 1: I just see somepony walking.
Frank: Is he wearing a police uniform?
Gangster 1: No.
Frank: Whoever that pony was who called Henry must have been pranking him.
Henry: Hey, there's four police ponies coming here on motorcycles.
Gangster 1: That pony just grabbed a gun. A big revolver!
Frank: Goddamnit. Just stay in here, and don't do anything.
Phil: *Knocks on door*
Frank: Who is it?
Phil: Police ponies, let us in.
Frank: There's nopony here!
Phil: We have a cerca warrant for this place. Let us in!
Frank: *Pointing shotgun at door* te can't come in.
Phil: We know he's in there, let us in!
Frank: How about te eat my lead?! *Shoots door*
The bullets went through the door, and hit Phil. He was dead.
Harry: *Shoots gangster 1*
Frank: *Shooting at John*
John: *Taking cover*
Rick: *Shoots window*
Harry: *Shoots Henry*
Gangster 2: *Shooting MP40 at Harry*
Harry: *Taking cover behind cooler*
Gangster 3: *Shooting at Harry*
Frank: Somepony get out there, and kill the pony with the .44!
Gangster 2: I'm on it! *Runs downstairs*
The rest of Harry's squad arrived in the three cars.
Gangster 4: *Shooting at police car*
Joe: *Using microphone* Cease fire! Cease fire! Put your weapons down, and come out with your hooves up!
Gangster 3: Goddamn cops.
Frank: Go to hell! *Shoots police pony*
Max: *Crawling towards door so that he won't get shot*
Police Pony: *Shoots gangster 4*
Gangster 3: *Shoots at Joe*
Joe: *Taking cover behind car*
Max: *Opens door, and kills gangster 3*
Frank: *Runs away*
Harry: *Waiting da cooler*
Gangster 2: *Shoots five bullets at Harry, then runs into garage*
Harry: *Shoots box auto, garage door*
Gangster 2: *Drives out of box auto, garage in car*
Harry: *Shoots gangster 2*
The car crashed into a small office building.
Frank: *Drives out of box auto, garage in car*
Harry: *Jumps on cappuccio of the car*
Frank: *Backs up, turns around, and drives forward*
Harry: *Holding onto car*
Frank: *Driving fast*
Harry: *Holding on*
Frank: *Turns left*
Harry: *Falls off*
Frank: *Looks at Harry, then at a crane, and crashes*
The back of the car was up in the air, and Frank's dead body was on the gas, causing the back TIRES to still move.
Harry walked over to the car, and looked at Frank. He was dead alright, so he decided to end it all, and turn the car off.
Lieutenant Briggs was walking down a hallway in police headquarters. The captain was following him.
Briggs: *Opens door to doctor's office*
Doctor: Hello te two, what can I help te with?
Briggs: We wanna talk to Harry. How is he?
Doctor: Well, I could open up his wound, and let his brains go all over your hooves.
Captain: Alright now, we don't need a doctor with that kind of attitude.
Doctor: Sorry captain.
Harry: *Looks up at Briggs*
Briggs: It was supposed to be a simple arrest. However, te decided to get reckless, kill Frank, and his entire gang.
Harry: You're blaming me for all the murders?
Briggs: Obviously it was you!
Captain: Harry, every time te pull out that gun of yours, the paperwork in my office gets as tall as the Empire State Building.
Briggs: What do te have to say about your actions?
Harry: We were tipped off. They knew we were coming, and they fired the first shot.
Briggs: How do te know?!
Harry: I made 200 arrests in my life, and I can tell the difference on whether we get tipped off o not.
Briggs: Harry, there's another thing we need from you.
Captain: The ballistics te were mostrare to Briggs from Phil's gun.
Briggs: I'd like it right now.
Harry: *Grabs bullet from saddle bag* Eat it!
Briggs & Captain: *Walking away*
After being treated at the doctor's office, Harry was walking with his partner, Early Joe.
Joe: Sheesh. te got stitches just for falling off of a car?
Harry: Yeah.
Joe: So what was it te wanted to mostra me?
Harry: I've been thinking about this very clearly. It could have been any of those four rookies that tipped us off before they arrived on their motorcycles.
Joe: What about Davis, and Sweet?
Harry: Sweet sacrificed himself for us. No domande asked. We somehow have to get Briggs to know that those four rookies are up to this. He asked for the ballistics I got from Phil's gun, but I gave him a replica for the time being.
Joe: So what happens if we WIN?
Harry: If we win, those rookies will be put behind bars for a very long time.
Joe: And if we lose?
Harry: All of this would have been for nothing.
Joe: It's a serious situation we're in.
Harry: Yeah. For some reason, it reminds me of all those firing squads they had back in Brazil years ago. Maybe they're still there, who knows?
Joe: Not me.
Harry: Listen Joe, you're a very good friend to me, and I want te to take care of yourself. Is that clear?
Joe: Yes sir.
Harry: Good. I'll let te know when I get più information.
After talking with his friend Joe, Harry drove to his apartment. Along the way, he met Sunny.
Harry: *stops car*
Sunny: Hello.
Harry: Hello.
Sunny: I was going to get some groceries for us. If te give me your room key, I can get the mail for te when I come back.
Harry: Sure. *Gives Sunny the room key*
Sunny: Thank you.
Harry: *Drives into parking garage, then slowly parks his car, and walks out*
At first, it seemed like he was the only pony in the parking garage, but then...
Max: We're onto te Harry.
Harry: *Looks at Max*
Rick & John: *With Max on their motorcycles*
Max: We don't like anypony knowing what we're up to.
Harry: te were the ones that killed a dozen of ponies this week. What are te going to do successivo week?
John: Kill a dozen more.
Max: Everypony will think of us as heroes.
Harry: Is that all te care about? Being heroes?
Rick: All of our Heroes are dead. We're the first generation of a new kind of hero. One that so many ponies will want to be, that it will never die. Now either you're with us, o against us.
Harry: *Staring at three ponies* I believe te have misjudged me.
Max: *Rides motorcycle away from Harry*
Rick & John: *Following Max on their motorcycles*
As soon as they were gone, Harry walked to his apartment.
Harry: *Goes into apartment, then goes to mailbox, and looks inside*
He saw something that looked like, oh, I don't know, A BOMB!!
Harry: *Runs upstairs to his apartment*
He was looking for a screwdriver, and he found one on superiore, in alto of the dresser, he took it, and went back downstairs.
Harry: *Looking at mailbox*
Sunny: *Walks in, and is about to open the mailbox*
Harry: No!! *Runs to mailbox* DON'T!! *Pushes Sunny away*
Sunny: Harry!! What are te doing?
Harry: *Unscrewing a screw from the mailbox door*
Landlord: *Walks down* What's going on? What are te doing?
Harry: What's it look like I'm doing?
Landlord: Did te forget your key?
Harry: Why don't te go mind your business? *Takes out screw, and starts unscrewing another screw*
Landlord: Hey, that's my mailbox too, don't get smart with me!
Harry: *Takes out another screw, and starts unscrewing a third screw*
Landlord: Tampering with the mailbox is a federal offense. I'm calling the police!
Harry: I am the police. *Takes out third screw, and starts unscrewing the final screw*
Landlord: Oh. You're that cop that lives upstairs?
Harry: Yes I am. *Takes out final screw*
Slowly, he moved the door off of the mailbox, and there attached to the other side of the door was a bomb. It was set to only go off when the door was opened.
Harry: *turns off bomb*
Sunny: *sees a bomb*
Landlord: *Sees bomb* ... a bomb?!!?
Harry: Yes, and if we kept sitting here talking, we'd be in the ceiling da now. Here, would te like to hold it?
Landlord: No, no, no. I don't want any trouble. *Runs away*
Harry: Sunny, get back to your apartment, and don't let anypony in. Is that clear?
Sunny: Yes. *Runs to her apartment room*
Harry: *Goes to his apartment room*
When Harry got to his room, he tried to call Joe. However, he would not answer the phone.
Joe was walking towards his apartment, carrying groceries. He heard the phone ringing, but didn't bother to pick it up.
Harry: *Tries to call Joe again*
Joe: *Eating sedano from grocery bag*
Harry: Joe's not picking up. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I have to call Briggs.
Joe: *Opens mailbox*
Suddenly, an explosion occurred. There was another bomb in Joe's mailbox.
Harry: *Calling Lieutenant Briggs*
Briggs: *In his office, picking up phone* Hello?
Harry: Briggs, it's Harry. I just found a bomb in my mailbox. Get somepony over at Early Joe's place.
Briggs: What?
Harry: I got a bomb, get somepony at Early's quickly!
Briggs: Alright. I'm coming over to your apartment. Stay there. *Hangs up*
Harry: *Puts phone away, then grabs his gun*
He did what Lieutenant Briggs told him to do, and waited there. Just in case someone tried to kill him, he had his gun ready.
Harry has been waiting in his apartment for fourty five minutes. Then, somepony was knocking on his door.
Harry: Yeah?
??: *Knocks on door six times*
Harry: *Pointing gun at door* Come on in.
Briggs: *Opens door, and looks at gun* I don't like looking in one of those things.
Harry: *Puts gun away*
Briggs: Where's the bomb?
Harry: It's on the dresser.
Briggs: *Looks at dresser, and takes bomb* This could have activated when te opened your mailbox door. We have to get this down at police headquarters, and fast.
So they both walked out of Harry's room, and toward Brigg's car.
Briggs: Would te mind driving? I wanna take a closer look at the bomb. *Gives keys to Harry, and gets in car*
Harry: *Gets in car, starts it, and drives*
Briggs: Alright now. *Puts on glasses, and looks at bomb* I can't make the descrizione of this thing. Looks like it was homemade. Take the successivo right to the freeway.
Harry: The freeway? That's heading away from the police headquarters.
Briggs: *Grabs gun, and points it at Harry* Exactly.
Harry: Your gun's out of it's fondina Briggs.
Briggs: There's a first time for everything. Now, let's see your gun.
Harry: *Gives his gun to Briggs*
Briggs: *Takes ammo out of gun* Now, let's see the shells.
Harry: *Takes out one shell of ammo*
Briggs: Three. te always carry three with you.
Harry: *Takes out the other two*
Briggs: Now throw them all out of the window.
Harry: *Throws them out of the window*
Briggs: Now we're getting somewhere.
Harry: I thought te were supposed to be a good cop.
Briggs: With te around, there's no such thing.
Harry: te must be working with Davis, and those other ponies he hangs out with.
Briggs: Rick Jones, and Max McGarrett? Yes, but if Sweet was still alive, the entire gang would be here.
Harry: I could understand why those four young stallions would be cruel, but why te Briggs?
Briggs: Ninety years ago, nopony cared about the law. They created the mafia, and fought for their booze. That gave me inspiration to turn the entire world of police ponies into those that just killed, for no good reason.
Harry: *Gets on freeway* Oh yeah? Well te killed a police pony that was good at his job.
Briggs: Who?
Harry: Charlie McCoy.
Briggs: He had a mental illness.
Harry: That's no reason for somepony to die. successivo I suppose you're start executing everypony for J walking, and then you'll start executing everypony for traffic violations. o maybe you'll execute your own neighbor when his dog fucks up your front yard.
Briggs: We don't care about the system, unlike you.
Harry: Briggs, I hate the system. Unless somepony changes it, I'll always hate it.
Briggs: You're becoming extinct Harry. *Looks in rearview mirror* Good old McGarrett is behind us. Get on the successivo exit, and pull over.
Harry: *Gets on successivo exit*
Briggs: Now pull ove-
Harry: *Drives into bus*
Briggs: Ow!
Harry: *Fighting for gun, while slowly driving car*
Briggs: Ah! *Holding gun out window, and drops it*
Harry: *Grabs Briggs da the neck, and slams his head into the dashboard five times*
Briggs: *Knocked out*
Harry: *Drives fast*
Max: *Follows Harry on motorcycle*
Harry: *Goes down Lombard Street*
Max: *Follows*
Harry: *Slowing down*
Max: *Getting closer to Harry*
random Pony: *Pulling out of driveway*
Harry: *Gets pass random pony*
Max: *Makes it passed the random pony*
Harry: *Drives off Lombard Street*
Max: *Following Harry*
Harry: *Turns left, and goes uphill*
Max: *Pulls out gun, and shoots back window*
The bullet went through the back window, and hit the front window.
Harry: *Driving downhill*
Max: *Follows Harry*
Harry: *Drives across bridge*
Max: *Gets over bridge*
Harry: *Driving towards railroad crossing*
Engineer: *Pushing freight cars across the crossing*
Harry: *Turns left*
Max: *Turns left*
Harry: *Drives onto station platform*
Ponies: *Running out of the way*
Max: *Follows Harry*
Harry: *Drives off platform, and runs into a JEEP*
Max: *Slows down*
Harry: *Drives back onto road*
Max: *Behind Harry on motorcycle*
Harry: *Drives right into parking lot*
Max: *Follows*
Harry: *Turns around, and pushes Lieutenant Briggs out of car*
Max: *Riding towards Harry*
Harry: *Runs into Max*
Max was dead, but Rick, and John were coming up on their motorcycles.
Harry: *Leaves parking lot*
Rick & John: *Follows Harry*
Harry: *Drives into the docks*
Rick & John: *Following*
Harry: *Stops car at salvage yard, and runs onto an old aircraft carrier*
Rick & John: *Slowly ride onto aircraft carrier with their motorcycles*
Rick: *Goes up to superiore, in alto of boat*
Harry: *Looking around boat*
John: *Arrives on motorcycle*
Harry: *Goes up stairs*
John: *Gets off motorcycle, and goes upstairs*
Rick: *Walking down into boat*
Harry: *Goes into a room*
John: *Loses sight of Harry*
Rick: *Looking around boat*
John: *Looking, and accidentally shoots a bunch of chains* (I thought that was Harry)
Harry: *Hears gunshots, and waits for somepony to arrive*
Rick: *Walking towards Harry* (Where is he? Ah!) *Shoots bacheca twice* (Whoops. I thought Harry was there.)
Harry: *Punches Rick*
Rick: *Falls on ground*
Harry: *Punches Rick in the neck five times*
Rick: *Choking, and dies*
Harry: *Quietly runs to superiore, in alto of boat*
John: Rick? Where are you?
Harry: *Sees motorcycle on boat*
John: *Looking around boat* Rick?! *Sees that Rick is dead*
Harry: *Tries to start motorcycle* Come on, let's go!
John: *Hears motorcycle, and runs downstairs*
Harry: *Tries to start motorcycle* Start for crying out loud.
John: *Gets on his motorcycle, and rides towards the superiore, in alto of the boat*
Harry: *Starts motorcycle, and rides towards the end of the boat*
John: *Gets on superiore, in alto of boat, and follows Harry*
Harry: *Rides onto another boat*
John: *Follows Harry*
Harry: *Rides onto another boat*
John: *Still following*
Harry: *Stops motorcycle*
John: *Puts on brakes, but falls off boat, and into the water*
The water was so cold, that it caused John to die.
Harry: *Walks to edge of boat, and see's John's helmet* Briggs was right. te don't have enough experience. *Kicks casco into water*
As soon as Harry got off the boat, he saw Briggs, with a black eye, and a few cuts on his body.
Briggs: *Pointing gun at Harry* Stop right there Callahan.
Harry: *Looks at bomb in car, and sets it to go off in two minutes*
Briggs: Get out of there!
Harry: *Looking at Lieutenant Briggs* Your new generation of officers are dead.
Briggs: There's a lot più from where they came, believe me. Now listen Harry, I'm not happy with what you've done. te killed three police ponies. *Slowly gets into car* And the only reason I'm not gonna kill te is because, I'm going to sue you. With your own system. *Starts car* And who's going to believe you? You're a killer Harry, a maniac. *Drives backwards off pier, turns car around, and drives inoltrare, avanti out of the docks*
Harry: *Slowly walking toward Brigg's car*
Suddenly, an explosion occurred.
Harry: *Looking at Brigg's destroyed car* A stallion has got to know his limits.
The End.
