Starring: Brie Larson, Armie Hammer, Cillian Murphy, Sharlto Copley, Jack Reynor, Michael Smiley, Sam Riley, Noah Taylor
Action thriller directed and co-written by Ben Wheatley which is set in 1970s Boston where Justine (Brie Larson) has brokered a meeting in a deserted warehouse between two Irishmen Chris (Cillian Murphy) and Frank (Michael Smiley), and a gang led by Vernon (Sharlto Copley) and Ord (Armie Hammer) who are selling them a stash of guns. But when shots are fired in the handover, a disagreement turns into a full-on shootout between the two parties making the transaction and a heart stopping game of survival ensues.REVIEWS
Best Quotes from Trailer:
[referring to Ord]
Justine: Here he is. This is Ord.
Ord: It’s good to meet you boys, thanks for coming out.
[he shakes Chris’s hand, then he extends his hand to Frank who ignores it]
Frank: A bit later.
Ord: You didn’t masturbate before you got here, did you?
Ord: I told you, I don’t want to work with anybody who’s carrying a loaded weapon.
Ord: So if you need time go find yourself a dark corner…
[he motions the hand-job and chuckles]
Ord: I’m just saying relax. It’s all good. If you wouldn’t mind, as we agreed upon I’ll check for wires.
Frank: I’ve got a gun.
Ord: Good. And soon you guys will have even more.
[he finishes patting down Frank then moves to Chris]
Ord: Come on, big guy.
Chris: You know where I’m from, boy, you’d be halfway up the albino.
Ord: [to Stevie] Would you hold your makeup there for me? Thank you.
[then he starts patting down Gordon]
Ord: Alright there, Smokie.
Gordon: You smell good.
Ord: Thank you. It’s your mother.
[walks back to Chris and Frank]
Ord: Okay, no wires. No one’s listening in. I guess we’re all friends.
[referring to Stevie and Gordon]
Ord: The, uh, the fag and the retard are an interesting choice of muscle to bring to the party.
Chris: You know what, fuck the small talk. Let’s buy some guns, hey?
Ord: Alright. Step into my office.
[to Chris and Frank]
Ord: You’re on a different level now. The guy who represents this merchandise, his lawn is bigger than your whole fucking country.
[he kisses the back of her hand]
Vernon: As gorgeous as ever. Why, you’ve put on a bit of weight.
Justine: Fuck off.
[showing them the guns]
Vernon: So, what do you say we checkout the merch?
Chris: [to Justine] That’s not what we wanted.
Justine: He say that’s not what he ordered.
Vernon: Fuck, really?
Chris: We ordered M16’s, a different weapon.
Vernon: Really? I’m not running a fucking pizza delivery service!
Martin: Keep your shit together.
Vernon: Do you want the weapons or you don’t want the weapons!
[referring to Vernon]
Stevo: What the fuck is that accent?
Bernie: I think it’s like Swiss or something.
Chris: You’re a dead man, Vernon!
Justine: I’ve already calmed the fuck down!
[Frank shoots at Ord but it misses him]
Ord: Here we go. Now we’re cooking!
Ord: Come out, come out, wherever you are.
[to Chris and Frank]
Vernon: We’d like to leave with our money, and I’m sure that you boys would like to leave with the weapons.
[after Frank shoots at them]
Vernon: Fuck! Go for the case!
Vernon: You’re a bird, they’re not going to shoot a bird!
Justine: You get the fucking case!
[as Justine goes to get the case someone shoots at her and she stumbles down]
Harry: Shit, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!
Justine: Oh, you little asshole!
[she starts shoots him in the leg and Ord chuckles as he watches]
Ord: Did you cheaters bring a sniper!
[looking at Martin who’s been shot in the head]
Harry: So that’s what fucking brain looks like.
[suddenly opens his eyes and sits up]
Harry: Oh, fuck!
Ord: Hey-hey! Marty-Marty!
[Martin shoots at Ord]
Ord: Come on, man!
[as they are fighting]
Chris: You smell of perfume!
Ord: It’s beard oil!
[as everybody is shooting at each other]
Gordon: I forgot whose side I’m on!
Harry: I’m going to blow your head off!
Harry: I like your cardboard armor.
Vernon: It’s protection from infection.
[we see Vernon crawling on the dirt floor when he suddenly cuts his hand on a piece of glass]
Vernon: Shit! Fuck!
Ord: Tell me who hired you right now!
Howie: It was…
[just then Vernon gets shot in the shoulder]
Vernon: My fucking suit!
Vernon: We’ve got two choices. One, you distract them and I leave.
Vernon: Two, you kill all of these motherfuckers and I leave.
[as she’s about to shoot him]
Gordon: You seem like a nice girl!
Justine: We can’t all be nice girls.
[Vernon throws a rock at Harry’s head]
Harry: What the fuck!
Free Fire is set to open in the UK March 31, 2017 and US April 21, 2017.