I could not believe my eyes when I saw this picture, showing Frank Sinatra playing as Dirty Harry instead of Clint Eastwood. It would be interesting to see what the movie would be like. Wouldn't it? Well thankfully, I found a clip. It was deleted from youtube, so I have to write it out for you.
Song: link
Bank Robber: *Laying on the ground, bleeding with a shotgun laying towards him*
Frank Sinatra: *Dancing towards his victim while holding his .44 magnum as if it was a sword*
Bank Robber: *Tries to grab the shotgun*
Frank Sinatra: Ah ah.
Bank Robber: *Looks at Frank Sinatra*
Frank Sinatra: *Pointing his gun at the bank robber as he begins to sing* I know what you're thinking. Did he fogo six shots? Or only five? Well to tell you the truth I kinda lost track myself. After all this excitement. But being this is a .44 Magnum. The most powerful handgun in the world. And it could blow your head clean off. *Waits a few seconds* You gotta ask yourself a question. Do I feel lucky? Well do you punk? Do you punk?
The song fades away as the bank robber grabs his shotgun
Bank Robber: Fuck this. *Shoots himself in the mouth*
Irvin Kershner: Perfect. Now you go to Chicago, and get ambushed por a guy in a black suit.
Frank Sinatra: Wrong film. That doesn't happen until 1980.
Irvin Kershner: Well, uh...then you go to Florida. Then meet a midget in a swamp who teaches you how to carry...rocks. With your mind!
Frank Sinatra: That also doesn't happen until 1980. You know what? I'm just gonna go get shitfaced and kill Scorpio with a bottle of scotch.
And there you have it. With a lot of singing, and drunk action scenes, this is what Dirty Harry would have been if Frank Sinatra was the star, instead of Clint Eastwood. Goodbye everyone.
Song: link
Bank Robber: *Laying on the ground, bleeding with a shotgun laying towards him*
Frank Sinatra: *Dancing towards his victim while holding his .44 magnum as if it was a sword*
Bank Robber: *Tries to grab the shotgun*
Frank Sinatra: Ah ah.
Bank Robber: *Looks at Frank Sinatra*
Frank Sinatra: *Pointing his gun at the bank robber as he begins to sing* I know what you're thinking. Did he fogo six shots? Or only five? Well to tell you the truth I kinda lost track myself. After all this excitement. But being this is a .44 Magnum. The most powerful handgun in the world. And it could blow your head clean off. *Waits a few seconds* You gotta ask yourself a question. Do I feel lucky? Well do you punk? Do you punk?
The song fades away as the bank robber grabs his shotgun
Bank Robber: Fuck this. *Shoots himself in the mouth*
Irvin Kershner: Perfect. Now you go to Chicago, and get ambushed por a guy in a black suit.
Frank Sinatra: Wrong film. That doesn't happen until 1980.
Irvin Kershner: Well, uh...then you go to Florida. Then meet a midget in a swamp who teaches you how to carry...rocks. With your mind!
Frank Sinatra: That also doesn't happen until 1980. You know what? I'm just gonna go get shitfaced and kill Scorpio with a bottle of scotch.
And there you have it. With a lot of singing, and drunk action scenes, this is what Dirty Harry would have been if Frank Sinatra was the star, instead of Clint Eastwood. Goodbye everyone.
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What can we do when our labor camps full
Unable to get children to produce our wool
Insurance Fraud is our get-rich-quick scheme
Scaring the people so I may haunt their dreams
The nuclear threats also make me glee
Unpa Lunpa Doom-pa-de-dong
If you follow my laws, you will live long
You will be in daddy’s graces too
Like I, Unpa Lunpa, doom-pa-dee-do
I’ve got a perfect order for you
Unpa Lunpa Doom-pa-de-dee
If you wish to live, you’ll listen to me
What can we do when our labor camps full
Unable to get children to produce our wool
Insurance Fraud is our get-rich-quick scheme
Scaring the people so I may haunt their dreams
The nuclear threats also make me glee
Unpa Lunpa Doom-pa-de-dong
If you follow my laws, you will live long
You will be in daddy’s graces too
Like I, Unpa Lunpa, doom-pa-dee-do