Restaurant Owner Quotes in The Enforcer (1976)

Frank DiGiorgio: Hey, what's with the citizen?

[Harry turns the car around and approaches a restaurant, with a worried-looking waiter outside. Harry addresses the waiter as he pulls up]

Harry Callahan: Police officer, what's the problem?

Waiter #1: Oh, thank God. He's inside.

[he turns to go back into the restaurant]

Waiter #1: [Harry looks at him puzzedly, doesn't move]

Waiter #1: [noticing Harry isn't following him] Come on, it's a heart attack!

Harry Callahan: [to Digorgio] Wait here.

Waiter #1: Make some room, please. Please move aside. Please, move aside, this is an emergency.

[Harry and the waiter continue into the restaurant]

Waiter #1: Excuse us, please. Would you please move over. Would you please give us room.

[to the owner]

Waiter #1: He's a police officer.

Restaurant Owner: Police? But where's the ambulance?

Waiter #2: [to Harry] This poor man's had a heart attack. I think he's still breathing, though.

Harry Callahan: [gazes down at the man on the floor, then begins kicking him in the ribs] Come on, get up. Get up! Get up. Come on.

Waiter #2: What are you doing?

Harry Callahan: [continuing] Come on, get up, get up, get up! Come on!

[Harry grabs him by the tie and yanks him to his feet]

Restaurant Customer: [shocked] I say!

Harry Callahan: [pulling the man out of the restaurant by his tie] Party's over.

Freddie the Fainter: Thanks a lot, Harry.

Harry Callahan: What are you squawking about? You got the free meal, didn't you?

Freddie the Fainter: Yeah, but I always enjoy that ride in the ambulance.

Harry Callahan: Get out of here.

[shoves him away]

Restaurant owner: [Z-boys are being rowdy] You can't act like that here! This is a family restaurant.

[Sid throws food at him, he grabs Sid, and drags him over the table]

Montoya: [Trying to stop the owner] HEY! This is a family restaurant!

Matthew Bennell: [Bennell has just removed a small indistinct object from a stock pot with a pair of tweezers] What is that?

Cook: A caper.

Matthew Bennell: Nope.

Restaurant Owner: You presume to tell me what is in the stock?

Matthew Bennell: It's a rat turd.

Restaurant Owner: A what?

Matthew Bennell: A rat turd!

Restaurant Owner: [sniffs the "caper"] A caper!

Matthew Bennell: A rat turd.

Restaurant Owner: [sniffs again, now angry] A CAPER!

Matthew Bennell: If it's a caper, eat it.

[the restaurateur sheepishly demurs]

Matthew Bennell: What is that suppose to be?

Chef: It is cervelles en matelote.

Matthew Bennell: In English, what would I be eating if I ate that?

Chef: Ah. Calves' brain in red wine.

Matthew Bennell: Red wine and what else?

Restaurant Owner: Mais, c'est impossible. It's impossible. It's a secret, Mr Bennell

Matthew Bennell: You don't have any secrets from the Department of Health, Henri.