Bullitt:
Look, you work your side of the street, and I'll work mine.
Walter Chalmers:
Come on, now. Don't be naive, Lieutenant. We both know how careers are made. Integrity is something you sell the public.
Walter Chalmers:
Frank, we must all compromise.
Bullitt:
Bullshit.
Bullitt:
You sell whatever you want, but don't sell it here tonight.
Captain Bennett:
He let the killers in himself? Why would he do a thing like that?
Frank Bullitt:
I'm waiting to ask him.
Captain Bennett:
What about the setup? What do you make of that?
Frank Bullitt:
Shotgun and a backup man, professionals.
Walter Chalmers:
I do not choose to have people accuse me of false promises for the sake of cheap sensationalism, or to be compromised by your lieutenant.
Captain Bennett:
Albert Edward Rennick, used car salesman, Chicago.
Walter Chalmers:
Who's Rennick?
Frank Bullitt:
He was the man who was shot at the Hotel Daniels. You sent us to guard the wrong man, Mr. Chalmers.
Pete Ross:
This is Pete. We lost him.
telephone voice:
He's your brother, Ross. If you can't find him, we have people who can. And YOU'RE paying for the contract.
Bullitt:
Look, Chalmers, let's understand each other... I don't like you.
[
Bullitt and Delgetti have searched the luggage of Dorothy Simmons and her boyfriend]
Delgetti:
No passports, no tickets.
Bullitt:
Call Immigration in Chicago, have them wire Rennick's passport application, I'll get a fingerprint check on Ross.
Cathy:
What will happen to us, in time?
Bullitt:
Time starts now.
[
after much patient pressure, the desk clerk has finally offered up some details]
Desk Clerk:
Am I helping you, sir?
Delgetti:
I never had it so good.
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