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Starring: Ryan Reynolds, Taika Waititi, Jodie Comer, Joe Keery, Lil Rel Howery, Utkarsh Ambudkar, Camille Kostek, Channing Tatum
OUR RATING: ★★★½
Action comedy directed by Shawn Levy. Free Guy (2021) follows Guy (Ryan Reynolds), a bank teller who discovers he is actually a background character in an open world video game called Free City that will soon go offline, and works with the help of an avatar to prevent the makers of the game from shutting it down.
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Guy: My name is Guy, and I live in paradise. I’ve lived here in Free City my whole life. I’ve got a best friend. I’ve got a goldfish. And I work at the bank. What more could a guy want?
Guy: [as he drink his coffee] That is unexpectedly hot. Jeez, that’s good. It’s like losing my virginity, but in my mouth.
Guy: Don’t have a good day, have a great day!
Buddy: This is the greatest cup of coffee of all time. I want to write a song about it.
Guy: I want to dance to that song with my body.
Buddy: I love my life. There’s something about finding your lane and just staying in it.
Guy: That’s why they call them comfort zones. They’re so damn comfortable.
Guy: In Free City, I have everything I need. Except one thing.
Buddy: Oh, come on, don’t worry about that, Guy. You going to find someone.
Guy: Oh, it’s okay, Bud. Feel like I’ve been looking for her forever, you know? Maybe it’s just, maybe it’s not meant to be.
Guy: I know the woman I’m looking for.
Buddy: Oh, let me guess. A woman with an offbeat sense of humor. An obsession with feel-good diva pop.
Guy: Yes, that’s her. She’s rented space in my brain, and she won’t move out. And you know what? I don’t want her to.
Buddy: Well, guess what? She won’t move either in or out. You know why? Because she doesn’t exist. She’s just a fantasy. It’s a fantasy.
Guy: That’s cruel. You’re cruel. You’re being rotten right now. Rotten.
Buddy: I’m being real.
Millie: Want to know what I do to people who waste my time?
Masked Player in Alley: Oh, wow. Ooh, someone wants to play. Hey, you really British, or is that an accent filter? Because maybe we could meet up later.
Millie: I don’t have a burning desire to see your mum’s basement, thanks.
Guy: Did you see the sneakers on that last robber?
Buddy: The 2:30?
Guy: No, the four o’clock. The three-quarter high-top, gorgeous foam soles. I could barely feel it when he stepped on my face.
Buddy: You know something, Guy, people say it all the time. Like, “Guy can take a shoe to the face better than anybody I know.”
Guy: [after he sees Millie] That’s my dream girl, Buddy. She exists.
Guy: Ooh. Cappuccino. I enjoy saying that. It’s like a waterfall made of letters.
Guy: [as he drink his coffee] That’s hot. It’s like Jesus washed my tongue, but right before he finished, he finally told my dad, “He’s good enough.”
Guy: [after shooting the bank robber] He’s just resting.
Buddy: In pieces! That man is dead!
Guy: He’s so sleepy. I’m just going to put your gun down right here, for when you wake.
Mouser: Hey, Keys, what skin are you going with?
Keys: The ushe. Dirty stripper cop, big guns, bigger mustache.
Mouser: Little dirt squirrel. I like it.
Keys: Almost scared to ask, but what are you going with?
Mouser: Full body mustache, hot pink. You should be very afraid.
Keys: I’m terrified.
Keys: Seriously, man. I’m just being honest. I think the bunny suit is just a little much.
Mouser: Excuse me?
Keys: Right. Rabbit. Okay, my fault.
Mouser: [to Guy] Hey, forty year-old virgin! Get over here!
Keys: Let’s go.
Mouser: Uh-huh, Captain Khakis, come here.
Keys: Let’s go. Let’s go.
Mouser: Come on, bud!
Mouser: There he is. Blue Shirt Guy.
Guy: Blue shirt! Yes. Hello, officer. Rabbit?
Mouser: Nice skin!
Guy: Thank you! That’s sweet.
Mouser: How did you get it?
Guy: Well, uh, mostly genetics, I think. I’m pretty lucky. I have naturally dewy skin.
Keys: Listen up, Neutrogena. You know you can’t go around looking like that. The rules are clear. And another thing, you can’t hack the NPC avatars!
Mouser: No sir!
Keys: It screws up the mission log.
Mouser: Screws it up!
Keys: And makes the game look bad.
Guy: I got like five percent of that.
'Life doesn't have to be something that just happens to us.' - Guy (Free Guy) Click To Tweet
Mouser: Lose the skin!
Guy: How am I supposed to get rid of my skin?
Mouser: Take it off, man! Just take it off. What are you doing?
Mouser: The whole thing. The face, the outfit.
Mouser: Everything. Ditch it. If you don’t, we’re going to kill you.
Keys: And we’re going to keep killing you.
Guy: Still why?
Mouser: Until we do find out who you are, and then we’re going to ban you for life!
Guy: Okay. No, no. Okay. I want to comply. I just find the order of those threats very confusing.
Mouser: Come on, Blue Shirt. You can’t escape the rabbit. We’re apex predators. All we do is bone, and brawl, and slit throats!
Guy: I can’t die! I’m never going to die!
Mouser: [suddenly hits Guy with their car] And that was the heartbreaking story of Blue Shirt Guy. The end.
Mouser: Also, aren’t you some kind of MIT genius, indie game designer? What are you doing down here dealing with complaints?
Keys: That, Mouser, is a long and pathetic story involving failed dreams, desperation, and a mountain of college debt. You do not want to hear about that.
Mouser: You’re absolutely right. That story sounds horrible, and boring, and full of white privilege.
Reporter: So, to get a little personal, what’s the thing that gets you up in the morning?
Millie: Medium coffee, cream, two sugars. And what’s the other thing? Oh, yeah. An insatiable thirst for validation.
Keys: She’s not kidding.
Millie: I’m not.
Keys: [referring to coding] Because it’s not just zeros and ones, it’s hidden messages. I like to think of myself, actually, as not a code writer, but an author. I just use zeros and ones instead of words, because words will let you down. But zeros and ones, never. Zeros and ones are as cool as s**t.
Millie: He’s not kidding.
Keys: I’m not.
Millie: [to Keys] How does it feel working for a galactic black hole of frozen s**t?
Keys: You have to leave. I can’t talk to you.
Millie: Aw, shame will have that effect.
Keys: No, Millie. I mean I can’t talk to you. I can’t even see you. I’m literally focusing on background objects, because looking at your lips move violates my NDA, and it could get me fired.
Millie: I thought you were an NPC. How did you find me?
Guy: I waited outside, by the murder train. Then I followed you.
Millie: Wow, you are a special kind of noob.
Guy: Thank you. You too.
Guy: [referring to his game level] Is one the best, or the worst?
Millie: There is literally nothing lower.
Millie: I’ve got to admit that is kind of refreshing. Sometimes I forget not everyone you meet on here is a sociopathic man-child.
Guy: Thank you. Wait. But the world isn’t that bad though, is it?
Millie: Oh! It’s pretty bleak. If you ever met the d**k responsible for this world, you’d agree.
Guy: Are we talking about God? You’ve met God? And he’s a d**k?
Millie: His name’s Antwan. And, yes, he’s an absolute troll.
Guy: Trolls exist?
Millie: If you don’t want to shoot people, you could steal their guns. All that s**t makes your level go up. Go be the good guy.
Guy: Okay. No, I’m going to be the great guy.
Millie: Ooh! Ooh. Okay, well, enjoy your lifetime supply of virginity. Off you go.
Buddy: [to Guy] What is this shirt? Where’s your collar at? Where’s the rest of the buttons? And it’s not tucked in. You look sloppy. Matter of fact, you look horrible. Did you pick up some muscles too? Or is somebody outside pumping you up?
Guy: I’ve been figuring some stuff out.
Buddy: What do you mean, “figure stuff out”? It is nothing to figure out. Okay? You go to bed, you wake up, you get some coffee, then you come to work. And then you repeat the same thing tomorrow.
Guy: Life doesn’t have to be something that just happens to us.
Millie: Keys, you’re a goddamn genius.
Keys: Really? I’m sitting on the toilet right now, stealing user codes. So I don’t exactly feel like one.
Millie: Oh, you never have. Good thing I know better.
Guy: Was that cool? It felt really cool.
Guy: [as he punches someone] That actually hurt my hand.
Millie: [as she lands in front of Guy on his bike] Is that a Glock in your pocket?
Guy: It’s two Glocks.
[she smiles and takes the Glocks and starts shooting at the bad guys]
Keys: I’m just saying, we could make an original game.
Antwan: What? Make an original? Why would I do that when I could make a sequel?
Mouser: A sequel.
Keys: So we can make it better?
Antwan: IPs and sequels, that is the thing that people want.
Antwan: If you love Kentucky Fried Chicken, and I make Kentucky Fried Chicken, and I know that you love Kentucky Fried Chicken, why would I make another restaurant called, I don’t know, Albuquerque Boiled Turkey? Okay? Makes no sense, homie.
Mouser: No sense.
Antwan: What am I going to give you? A sequel. Kentucky Fried Chicken-Chicken, Part Two.
Antwan: I don’t want you to stress that glorious shampoo commercial head of yours about it. Free City 2 is going to be jumunjious.
Keys: That’s not a word.
Millie: Why are you doing all of this?
Guy: You know, I guess I felt trapped. You know, in my life. I just felt so…
Guy: Yeah. And then I saw you. Then I saw you.
Millie: Who are you?
Guy: I’m Guy.
Millie: No, who are you really?
Guy: Still Guy.
Millie: All of this, leveling up so fast. Giving this whole world the finger. How are you pulling this off?
Guy: I’ve never given anyone any of my fingers.
Millie: Where did you get that skin?
Guy: It’s always sort of been there. Why do people keep asking me that question?
Guy: It’s bubble gum flavor. You think I’m crazy, don’t you?
Millie: Guy. Get out of my brain hole! I love bubble gum ice cream.
Guy: No, you don’t. Are you making fun of me right now?
Millie: No! Nobody likes bubble gum ice cream.
Guy: No, I do.
Millie: I had a relationship end over bubble gum ice cream.
Guy: [referring to the ice cream] It’s like my tongue had a baby with a sunrise.
Guy: Coffee used to be my favorite food. But compared to this, it tastes like liquid suffering.
Millie: [referring to Guy’s joke] Woh. Stop. Stop. Stop! Where did you hear that?
Guy: A robbery. The gunman told it to the driver, who thought it was hilarious. So I memorized it, and told everyone.
Millie: Word of advice? Don’t crib your jokes from the trolls of Free City.
Guy: I really want to kiss you. Is that weird?
Millie: You want to kiss me?
Guy: I want to kiss you so badly.
Millie: You want to kiss me badly?
Guy: No, no, no, no, no. I want to kiss you well.
Guy: [after he’s kissed Millie] That was so much better than ice cream!
Millie: Let’s meet up again sometime soon. Yeah?
Guy: Yes. Definitely.
Millie: Maybe in the real world.
Guy: Bye, Molotov.
Millie: Hey, my real name is Millie.
Guy: My real name continues to be Guy.
Millie: [after finding out that Guy is an AI] I let him kiss me! So, yeah.
Keys: I’m sorry, wait. You let who kiss you?
Millie: The first time I kiss a non-toxic guy in like forever, and of course he’s not even real!
Keys: There’s not a button for that.
Millie: Oh, he found the button.
Millie: [referring to Guy] You have got to meet him, Keys. He’s funny, and he’s sweet, and he’s so handsome. Oh, my God. Now I’m saying it out loud.
Keys: Also, Millie. Food for thought. He’s like four.
Millie: Really? You’re going to do that?
Millie: Wow, you just made that really creepy.
Millie: Guy, we need to talk.
Guy: What’s going on with your voice? Where’s your Australian accent?
Guy: I think I know an Australian accent when I see one.
Millie: I turned off the accent filter. This is me.
Millie: Look, I have to tell you something really important.
Guy: Are you married?
Guy: Oh, God! That would have been like the worst thing ever.
Millie: Maybe not the worst thing.
Guy: [after finding out he’s in a video game] So, I’m fake. The entire world is fake. I’m not even a main character. I’m just this idiot who’s in the background. Millie, why are you even saying this? I love you.
Millie: You only think that because it’s in your programming.
Guy: My whole life, I felt like there had to be something more. And then I saw you. And I knew I was right. I was right! And for a second, I felt amazing.
Millie: I know.
Guy: Except you don’t know. Because we’re not the same! Isn’t that what you said? You said that. We’re not the same. You’re real. And I’m what? I’m what?
Millie: You’re not. You’re not.
Guy: Well, I may not be real. But for a second there, I felt pretty alive.
Big City Dreamer: Wow. Life in the big city. Ain’t nothing like it.
Guy: Until it crushes your soul.
Cat Lady Phyllis: Has anyone seen my cat? Has anyone seen my…
Guy: Your cats? No, Phyllis, I haven’t seen them. But here’s a revolutionary idea. Close your goddamn door. It’s not like they’re climbing on top of one another, forming a little kitty tower, and then jimmying the locks. They don’t have thumbs, Phyllis. No thumbs!
Guy: But if you’re not real, doesn’t that mean that nothing you do matters?
Buddy: What does that mean? Look, brother, I am sitting here with my best friend, trying to help him get through a tough time. Right? And even if I’m not real, this moment is. Right here, right now. This moment is real. I mean, what’s more real than a person trying to help someone they love? Now, if that’s not real, I don’t know what is.
Revenjamin Buttons: Gamers, listen up, this is Revenjamin Buttons here. I’m here with Guy. The Guy. He’s in my stash house, and he’s here to rob me. Can I get a little “what-what” for my followers, Guy?
Revenjamin Buttons: Just say my catchphrase. My viewers will just banana cream sandwich all over themselves if you say it.
Guy: Well, I love banana cream sandwiches.
Revenjamin Buttons: Maybe not this banana cream sandwich.
Guy: Yeah, this one.
Revenjamin Buttons: Mom! Are you serious with the vacuum right now? You really have to do that here? I’m saying my catchphrase! Everybody’s watching! God!
Vacuuming Mom: You’re twenty-two, living in my house. There is no God!
Revenjamin Buttons: Mom! Do not touch that sock! I swear to God, if you touch that sock, you will be in therapy for the rest of your life! No! That’s my special sock! Put it down!
Guy: Millie, please. Please wake up from your standing coma. Look, I know this world is just a game to you, and you can come and go. But to me this place, these people, that’s all I have. And if I can help you save it, I want to do that. But you got to wake up, please.
Millie: [to Guy] Look, you may have started out living in the background, but so did I. We’re done with that.
Keys: [referring to Guy] Yeah, he’s gone viral.
Antwan: Yeah, a virus that’s giving me a** and ball cancer at the same time! Inoperable!
Antwan: [referring to Guy] He’s losing me money. So, I don’t care if he’s Arnold Freaking Schwarzen-Vader. Terminate him. Reboot.
Keys: [referring to Guy] You changed him, Millie. You changed his code. And I think you can do it again. You brought him to life, Millie. You brought him to life. And he was alive because he met the one person…
Guy: Please, I have a goldfish.
Millie: Look, I don’t have long. I just took you hostage, so there are three badges on me.
Guy: Badges? Is that like a Girl Scout thing? What is that?
Millie: There is something inside you, Guy.
Guy: What? I don’t want anything inside of me.
Guy: [to Millie] Can you please just let me go? I mean, I haven’t really even seen your face. I mean, I’ve seen the general area, but I’m not really good with descriptive words. Not really good with words in general.
Guy: [after Millie kisses him] I remember.
Millie: Welcome back.
Guy: No. I remember everything. Come with me.
Guy: What about gun violence? See a lot of gun violence in your world?
Millie: Actually, that’s a big problem, Guy. It’s a massive problem.
Guy: I didn’t see that coming.
Millie: It’s true. It really sucks.
Guy: The point is, we don’t have to be spectators to our own lives. We can be whatever we want.
Barista: I need more in my life than drip coffee. I want to make…
Guy: A cappuccino.
Barista: A goddamn difference in the world!
Guy: Much, much better.
Barista: And a green tea boba.
Guy: [to the NPCs] If I could just make it out past that water, there’s a world out there where we can be free. Where we get to decide who we want to be. Where we can matter. But we have to fight for it. We have to fight together!
Millie: You guys have always done what’s expected of you. But that s**t ends today.
Buddy: [as they all cheer] I don’t even know what’s happening right now! But I love it!
Antwan: Are you looking for some sort of banter thing, because you think we’re friends now, and we’re in some sort of gang together?
Mouser: Yes. Yes, that’s exactly what I’m looking for.
Antwan: Cool, we’re a team. We should come up with a catchphrase.
Antwan: Okay? On three.
Mouser, Antwan: One, two, three…
Antwan: Get back to work!
Keys: Has it ever occurred to you that some things matter more than numbers?
Antwan: What matters more than numbers? Money? Yoh, news flash, bro. Money is still numbers. Nothing matters more than numbers!
Antwan: What? I haven’t had time to think one up yet. Although “catchphrase” as a catchphrase is a pretty cool catchphrase.
Buddy: [referring to Dude] Guy, I came to save you. Who is this?
Guy: I don’t know.
Buddy: He’s glorious. I mean, he’s just like you, but way better. Way, way better.
Guy: Thank you.
Buddy: No, that’s not a compliment.
Buddy: [referring to Dude] He punches so hard. But yet his hands are so soft.
Dude: Playtime’s over. Catchphrase.
Guy: I don’t know what that means.
Dude: There are three things I love in life. Kicking a**. TBD. Third thing here.
Chris Evans: [watching Guy use the Captain America Shield when fighting Dude] What the s**t?
Millie: [watching Guy fight Dude] Yes! That’s a lightsaber, Dude.
Buddy: [as he’s being deleted] I’ve been scared my whole damn life. But I’m not scared anymore.
Guy: I’m sorry.
Buddy: I’m not. It’s been the best day of my life.
Antwan: You know that this is like the dumbest deal in the history of dumb deals, right? I mean, you’re talking about giving up millions of dollars. Why would anyone do that?
Millie: Because Keys and I made something great. And I don’t need money or fame to prove that to myself. I’m done playing your game, Antwan. It’s time I played mine.
Mouser: Who’d have thought that so many people would just want to watch video game characters instead of shoot at them?
Keys: Oh, yeah. We did.
Millie: [to Keys] Yeah. You know, you’re pretty cute when you brag.
Millie: Look, Guy… Wow, this is harder than I thought.
Guy: Then let me do it for you. “Guy, you are dreamy. Your taste in blue shirts, and five-octave musical superstars, it’s deeply, deeply attractive to me. But I can’t keep spending all my time with you. I created this world, but I can’t live my life in it.” See? Was that so hard?
Millie: So, what are you going to do?
Guy: Anything I want. Thanks to you. I’m not stuck in a loop anymore. Neither are you. I love you, Millie. Maybe that is my programming talking, but guess what? Someone wrote that program. I’m just a love letter to you. Somewhere out there is the author.
Keys: [as Millie watches Keys confession about his code] You brought him to life. You brought him to life. And he was alive because he met the one person he’d been waiting for his whole life. And I had to make it realistic, so I based it off of you. The woman of his dreams, she was the same as mine. So she liked bubble gum ice cream, and swing sets. And she had this very cute but oddly specific habit of always humming this classic Mariah Carey track. Like, all the time, she would repeat.
Dude: [as he’s carrying Guy] You okay, little guy, Guy? You seem adjective.
Guy: I’m great. You can put me down, by the way.
Guy: I just miss my best friend. We used to do the same walk together every day. Except he wore a shirt. And could complete a full sentence.
Dude: I can bench press a sentence.
Guy: Yeah, that’s totally not the same thing at all.
Guy: Buddy! I thought I’d lost you!
Buddy: You didn’t! One minute, I’m running on a crazy bridge to nowhere, thinking my sweet mundane life is over. The next minute, I’m like in some type of flying, and some like fairy dust, pixie dust, and then I plopped down into this slice of heaven. Man, I love it here. In fact, a couple of days ago, I rode a centaur. Now, it might sound weird, I took a piggyback ride on a half-dude, and a half-horse, whatever a centaur is, I did it.
Guy: I rode a dude, too!
Dude: [puts up his hand] Friendly gesture!
Guy: So friendly!
Guy: Buddy, I missed you!
Buddy: Hey, so where’s the bank?
Guy: There is no bank.
Buddy: So what do we do?
Guy: Whatever we want.