Starring: Karen Gillan, Lena Headey, Carla Gugino, Michelle Yeoh, Angela Bassett, Paul Giamatti, Ivan Kaye, Adam Nagaitis, Ralph Ineson, Chloe Coleman, Freya Allan
Action thriller directed and co-written by Navot Papushado. Gunpowder Milkshake (2021) centers on a professional assassin, Scarlet (Lena Headey), who was cruelly forced to abandon her daughter Sam (Karen Gillan) and go on the run. Years later, despite the estrangement, Sam also becomes a hitwoman. When a high-risk job goes wrong, Sam must choose between serving The Firm and protecting the life of an innocent young girl, Emily (Chloe Coleman). With a target on her back, Sam has only one chance to survive, reunite with Scarlet and her lethal associates, The Librarians. These three generations of women must now learn to trust each other and raise hell against those who could take everything from them.
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Sam: There’s a group of men called The Firm. They’ve been running things for a long, long time. And when they need someone to clean up their mess, they send me.
Young Sam: You’re bleeding.
Scarlet: Just another day at the office.
Young Sam: What’s going on?
Scarlet: It’s complicated.
Young Sam: Tell me. I’m not a kid any more.
Scarlet: No, you’re not.
Lead Russian Thug: Hello, little girl.
Young Sam: Mommy says I’m not allowed to talk to strangers.
Lead Russian Thug: This “Mommy” looks a lot like you. Only bigger and more stabby. Got my father’s blood all over her.
Young Sam: I don’t like you.
Scarlet: Close your eyes, baby girl.
[kills the Russian thug]
Nathan: You hurt?
Sam: Just another day at the office.
Nathan: Wow, you sound just like your mother.
Sam: I don’t have a mother.
Nathan: Well, you sure have her temper.
Nathan: Oh, for Christ’s sake, child. This was supposed to be low profile gig, not a bloody massacre.
Sam: Well, next time, I’ll just let them shoot me.
Nathan: Next time, just do what you’re told. Remember who you’re working for.
Nathan: Your talents are needed, pronto. Somebody stole from us.
Sam: Who’s crazy enough to steal from The Firm?
Nathan: Somebody who doesn’t know who we really are.
Madeleine: Hello, dear. What can I do for you?
Sam: [places her bag of weapons on the counter] I need to exchange some books.
Madeleine: Well, that’s nice. Not a lot of people your age read nowadays.
Madeleine: What kind of books are you interested in?
Sam: Mostly smaller ones. A few heavies.
Madeleine: Well, you won’t find them there. Those are our children’s sections. The Enchanted Forest, and The Never-Ending Ocean.
Sam: They sound like fun.
Madeleine: Have we met before? You seem so familiar.
Sam: I’m embarrassed to say it’s been a while since I visited a library.
Madeleine: Well, that’s no way to live, dear. Let’s get you into a good book.
Madeleine: Anna May, this lovely young lady wants to open an account with us.
Anna May: Well, Madeleine should have told you that we don’t accept new readers without a reference.
Madeleine: Madeleine had a hunch.
Anna May: Fudge your hunches, if you pardon my French.
Madeleine: Technically not French.
Anna May: Always literal.
Madeleine: Of course I’m literary. I’m a librarian.
Anna May: Madeleine thinks this girl needs to do some reading.
Madeleine: Well, I told you I had a hunch. There’s something very familiar about her.
Anna May: Hunch, smunch. I, on the other hand, think we should dispose of the body, and then have a long talk about our onboarding protocols.
Sam: You know I can hear you, right?
Anna May: Hush, girl. Don’t be rude.
Florence: [referring to Scarlet] How is your mother?
Sam: Haven’t seen her in fifteen years.
Anna May: Well, that’s something we both have in common.
Florence: [as they inspect Sam’s weapons] Nice collection. And you take good care of them. Let me guess. You’re the sentimental type. Ro-man-tique.
Sam: Sentimental types don’t last long doing this. So, no. I don’t think I’m the sentimental type.
Anna May: So, you’re an idealist.
Sam: Nope. Maybe I don’t have a type.
Anna May: Everybody has a type.
Sam: Maybe I’m the professional type?
Anna May: Ah. Old school. “No women, no children” type.
Sam: Women are fair game.
Florence: Gender equality. Very progressive.
Madeleine: She’s a feminist.
Anna May: You’ll need a Jane Austen.
Madeleine: A Charlotte Brontë.
Florence: And a Virginia Woolf.
Madeleine: Oh, and an Agatha Christie. For reading.
Dr. Ricky: Hey. Haven’t seen you in a while. And you brought a new friend. What the hell happened?
Sam: I happened.
Dr. Ricky: Ooh. He’s not going anywhere. Not in ten minutes. Maybe not ever.
Sam: So what can we do?
Dr. Ricky: “We”? Well, you can start by not shooting people.
Nathan: Is it done?
Sam: There’s a change of plan.
Nathan: What are you talking about? What does that mean?
Sam: They kidnapped his little girl. That’s why he stole the money.
Nathan: Okay. Listen to me, Sam. If you screw this one up, they will give the kill order. And I won’t be able to stop them.
Sam: She’s just a little girl. I can’t leave her to die. I’m sorry.
Nathan: Don’t you dare hang up on me, young lady.
Sam: I’m sorry.
Nathan: Don’t you… F***.
Nathan: Try to reason with her. Bring back the money. Wait. Now, when I say “reason with her”, I mean no guns, no knives. She comes back alive. Understood?
Crow, Shocker, Yankee: Yeah.
Nathan: And for God’s sake, be careful. Remember who you’re dealing with.
Yankee: Nathan’s worried about you. Doesn’t want you to do anything stupid. So why don’t you hand over the suitcase, and nobody gets hurt.
Sam: Counter-offer. Go back to Nathan, tell him you tried, but I roughed you up. Ooh. You can beat each other up for added realism.
Sam: No guns today?
Nathan: Nathan doesn’t want you hurt. Not too badly, anyway.
Sam: Oh, that is so sweet. I’ll try not to kill you too.
Sam: Are you bleeding?
Sam: Bleeding on the inside?
Emily: How can you tell?
Sam: It’s inside. You’re probably fine. Let’s go.
Dr. Ricky: So, who f***ed you up like this?
Shocker: A girl.
Dr. Ricky: So a girl made you look like you’re from The Walking Dead?
Crow: I’ve never felt pain like this before, doc.
Yankee: She got us good, doc. I don’t think I’ll ever walk again.
Dr. Ricky: Well, there must be an epidemic, because I got a guy in the next room who’s got similar symptoms.
Yankee: What do you mean?
Dr. Ricky: I mean, a girl f***ed him up too.
Emily: You’re bleeding.
Sam: It’s just a scratch.
Emily: It can get infected. Worms will get in there and lay eggs. And then they’ll have to cut your arm off.
Sam: That’s what they teach you in school these days?
Emily: Discovery Channel.
Yankee: [referring to Sam] She’s still getting the VIP treatment?
Nathan: Do whatever it takes.
Yankee: Alright, alright, alright. Now that’s what I call a work benefit.
Sam: [to Yankee] Oh, thank God it’s just you three. You know, for a second there, I thought it was someone dangerous.
Sam: That was a jerk move, sending the Three Stooges after me.
Nathan: You left us no choice, Sam.
Sam: There’s always a choice.
Sam: So now what?
Nathan: Oh, you know the drill, Sam. You’re no longer under our protection. In your little massacre earlier tonight, you killed the wrong people. Including Jim McAlester’s son.
Sam: But I was sent by you. By The Firm.
Nathan: It doesn’t matter.
Nathan: This is business, Sam. And you landed on the wrong side of the balance sheet. So, it needs to be rectified.
Sam: How’s this for business? If I get out of this alive, I’m coming for you. All of you.
Nathan: I would expect no less. Goodbye, Sam.
Sam: [to Dr. Ricky] Just remember, you were spared thanks to an eight year-old girl.
Emily: Eight and three quarters.
Sam: Sorry. Eight and three quarters.
Emily: Are you a serial killer?
Sam: What? No. Where did you learn that expression?
Emily: History Channel.
Sam: Well, I am not a serial killer.
Emily: But you kill people?
Emily: So that makes you a killer. And you’ve killed more than one. That is serial.
Sam: It’s more complicated than that. Serial killers are, you know, mentally unstable. They kill people out of a compulsive urge.
Emily: So then why do you kill them? For money?
Sam: Again, it’s complicated.
Sam: [teachin Emily to drive] Let’s go over it one more time. Left. Right.
Emily: Yes, I’ve got it already. D is for drive. R is for reverse. And you get to do the easy part, stepping on the gas and breaks.
Sam: Don’t be a smart-a**.
Scarlet: Didn’t I teach you to always guard your back?
Sam: Hi, mom.
[as she sees Emily]
Scarlet: Is this, um… Am I a grandmother?
Sam: God, no.
Scarlet: You look really good. Are you eating well?
Sam: Cut the crap, Ma. Where have you been for the last fifteen years?
Scarlet: Around. Watching you. Making sure you’re safe.
Sam: Great parenting.
Sam: Glad to see you taking an interest in my career.
Scarlet: I never wanted this life for you.
Sam: How’s that working out for you?
Scarlet: [referring to Sam’s father] When he was murdered, you were a baby. I had nothing. No money, nowhere to go. I knew Anna May from your dad’s work. She and the other aunts took us in.
Sam: The best years of my life.
Scarlet: Me too.
Scarlet: I couldn’t take you with me. I couldn’t risk your life. So I made Nathan promise to keep you safe.
Sam: I guess that’s over.
Scarlet: There isn’t a day that goes by I don’t regret pulling that trigger. But back then, I couldn’t help myself. I’m sorry.
Scarlet: Does the kid know about you and her dad?
Sam: No. But she’s smart. She’ll figure it out.
Scarlet: What happens when she does?
Sam: So, what’s the plan?
Scarlet: Can you press the lobby button? What plan?
Sam: Come on, you always have a plan. What is it? A secret escape route? Or a warehouse filled with guns?
Scarlet: I called us an Uber.
Sam: Are you kidding me?
Sam: An Uber. What the hell are you talking about? I know you. You make plans. And then you make plans to make other plans.
Scarlet: You’re frothing at the mouth. It’s unbecoming.
Sam: [referring to the entrance inside the washing machine] Where does that go?
Scarlet: F***ing Narnia. Go.
Anna May: No, no. You don’t get to talk. Because you’re a ghost, and ghosts can’t talk. You know how I know that?
Scarlet: Can we do this later?
Anna May: Because if ghosts could talk, they would say something before disappearing. Or at least leave a note. But they can’t. So, ipso facto, you’re a ghost.
Anna May: F*** you!
Madeleine: Language, Anna May. There’s a child present.
Anna May: Fine. Fudge you. Fudge you.
Scarlet: Fudge you!
Sam: I was downsized by The Firm, and they fed me to McAlester’s endless supply of thugs.
Anna May: And you decided to come here?
Scarlet: I’m sorry, shall we return at a more convenient time?
Anna May: Maybe you should. It seems like whenever you come here, you bring a war with you.
Sam: I screwed this up. I’ll clean up my own mess.
Sam: The bad men are coming. I really need you to go with my mom.
Emily: No! I want to stay with you.
Sam: You can’t.
Emily: But why?
Sam: Because I killed your father.
Emily: You’re lying. You just want to get rid of me.
Sam: Your dad, he stole from some very bad people. And they hired me. And I shot him.
Sam: I need weapons.
Florence: Try the self-help section.
Scarlet: I can’t bail on her again.
Anna May: Why? You got pretty good at it.
Scarlet: Look, I’m sorry I couldn’t give it up back then and just stay here with you.
Anna May: [to Scarlet] You’re human. You screwed up. I can only imagine how painful it was leaving her behind. Leaving us all behind. But she grew up to be a fine woman.
Scarlet: I never wanted this life for her. Maybe it was meant to be.
Anna May: Or maybe she wanted to be just like her mother.
Scarlet: Would it kill you to say thank you?
Sam: You can still go, Ma. I’ll cover you.
Scarlet: And miss all the fun?
Scarlet: [getting out different books] Women Who Run with the Wolves. Awakening the Giant Within.
Scarlet: How to Win Friends and Influence People.
Scarlet: You really should’ve stayed away from this line of work.
Sam: Are you kidding, Ma? You left. Killing people was the only thing I knew how to do.
Scarlet: Okay, maybe in retrospect it wasn’t the best environment to raise a child in.
Sam: You think?
Scarlet: It made you who you are.
Sam: At least we can agree on that.
Scarlet: And you are a strong, smart, incredibly impressive young woman. There’s not a single person on earth I’d rather kill people with.
Sam: Thanks, Ma.
Anna May: We’re not leaving. Scarlet’s still a librarian, no matter how much of an a**hole she is.
Anna May: So these…
Anna May: Jerks up there just made the biggest mistake of their lives. They stepped into our library, and threatened our own flesh and blood. They’re not going to push us around any more. And they’re not going to scare us off. This ends now. Madeleine, finish getting the van ready. Florence, you and I are going up there to thin the herd. We’re going to bring the sky down on their motherfudging heads.
Virgil: You think you have a chance here? I have an army.
Sam: Oh, yeah? Well, I’ve got my mom.
Sam: I wish we had more time, Ma.
Scarlet: It’s quality, not quantity.
Virgil: Why don’t you just come out, and I will put a bullet through your head? Nice and quick.
Scarlet: Why don’t you go fudge yourself?
Virgil: If you make me work for it, I’m going to shoot you in the stomach. And then we’ll have some real fun together.
Virgil: [to his men] Idiots to the left. Morons to the right. The rest of you knuckleheads stay here and kill those two.
Anna May: You’ve got something in your hair.
Florence: It’s a tooth.
Anna May: [as they bury Madeleine] “There is little joy in life for me, and little terror in the grave. I’ve lived the parting hour to see of one I would have died to save.”
Scarlet: It’s a suicide mission.
Sam: Well, someone else got a plan? Hmm?
Scarlet: I don’t right now, no.
Sam: But it’s you, mom. You always have a plan.
Sam: Then I guess this is goodbye.
Jim McAlester: I love my girls. But I don’t understand them. Then my son was born. It was different. Simple. We understood each other. And I wasn’t alone any more. I know it was just a job to you, and he was in the wrong place at the wrong time. None of that matters, because you took him away from me. I’m going to do terrible things to you, Samantha. You are going to suffer more than you thought even possible. Because you have made me a stranger in my own home again.
Jim McAlester: I will set the girl free, unharmed. But only after she’s watched what I do to you.
Sam: Please. Please, I will do anything.
Jim McAlester: Don’t start begging yet. There’s plenty of time for that.
Scarlet: Hi, sweetheart.
Sam: Hi, mom.
Scarlet: Guess there was a plan, after all.
Sam: Guess so.
Scarlet: Why don’t you take Emily out of here? It’s no place for a kid.
Jim McAlester: Stay out of this, ladies. It’s not your fight.
Scarlet: There’s no more standing on the sidelines. We all need to pick a side. Right, ladies.
Sam: I am so sorry I killed your father, Emily. If I could take it back…
Emily: I know. But you tried to save him.
Emily: And you saved me.
Sam: Thank you.
Emily: Besides, I know you just pulled the trigger. I know there was someone else who told you what to do.
Sam: There’s a group of men called The Firm. They’ve been running things for a long, long time. They make all the rules, and change them when it fits their needs. They think they’re untouchable. They think they can get away with anything.
Emily: But they won’t, right?
Sam: No. They won’t. Not any more.
Nathan: [referring to Emily] They think so little of me they sent a child to do their dirty work? I’m insulted, frankly.
Sam: We’re both alive and well. That’s the way it’s going to stay.
Nathan: Come on, Sam. You know that’s not up to me.
Sam: You get one chance to end this now. Years ago, my mom screwed up and pulled the wrong trigger. I’m not making the same mistake. That little girl in front of you will have a future.
Nathan: Go back to the partners and tell them we know where they work, where they live. We can kill them a hundred times over without them ever seeing us coming. Tell them they were only spared because of an eight year-old girl.
Emily: Eight and three quarters.
Sam: Sorry. Eight and three quarters. Got it?
Nathan: Got it.
Emily: Can I drive?
Sam, Scarlet: No.
Emily: Can I turn on the radio, then?
Sam: Go nuts, baby girl