Free Fire

Synopsis: Set in Boston in 1978, a meeting in a deserted warehouse between two gangs turns into a shootout and a game of survival.
Genre: Action, Comedy, Crime
Director(s): Ben Wheatley
Production: A24 Films
  1 win & 6 nominations.
Rotten Tomatoes:
91 min

Move your fat ass.

Shut the f*ck up, Bernie. My fucking

head is about to explode here.

That guy shouldn't messed you up.

Oh, I ever see him again,

he's dead.

Not so pretty now, huh,

pretty boy?

I look like I try to f*ck a

reluctant panda bear.

Hell, you did worse than that.

I don't like fucking talk about it.

Didn't happen. Okay?

- Where the f*ck are they?

- It's okay, we have ten minutes here.

Oh Frank, stop giving up

like an old lady, will ya?

I just one everyone go home

happy from this deal.

Exactly, do you hear that, Frank?

Fucking hate the shit.

I'm gonna take as him.

The bag of charm has lost its charm.

Do you have word apparently?

Look at this fucking mullian.

Man her asshole brother's got his feet

so fine to the fucking table.

The way you should do,

you should just tell him to leave.

I can't man,

since all part of the deal.

Man, I hate houseguests.

Yesterday he put my shoes

out on the porch and polished them.

I mean, what the f*ck

does that even mean?

- Oh, Jesus do you got any headache pills?

- I got smack.

Talking about a fucking sledgehammer

to crack a nut.

There you go.

Where your lady's at?

- I haven't been home yet.

- Alright.

- She is pregnant.

- Oh, shit. Again?

Considering how much you hate her,

you sure seem to f*ck her a lot.

Where are we going?

So what's the deal with you and Frank?

It's Frank's job

to make sure no one gets in my way.

And it's my job to make sure that Frank,

doesn't get in his own way.

- Hey, Saint Francis, what's going on?

- Get over here.

Where the f*ck have you been?

My sister worried a second about you.

Don't worry about it. When she's

pregnant, she's to call a cop.

- Geez.

- What happened to your eye?

Listen son, don't you show me off.

I'm trying to help you here,

giving opportunity, bring you in.

- Why you polished my shoes?

- What?

I got work gloves.

Come here, Justine...

You're not FBI?

Are you?

- I'm IIFM.

- What?

In it for Myself.

- Alright?

- F*ck.

- Fucking sort it right.

- Jesus, Frank.

Fucking pull off man.

Get over here.

Straight up, you look like a

fucking hunchback in Notterdam.

- F*ck.

- Beautiful balls.

- I introduce yourself to the lady.

- Sure. Stevo.

- Justine.

- Nice to meet you.

Charlie's missing an angel tonight huh?

My God.



So Stevo,

where did you get that vehicle?

Oh the vehicle, that's cool.

I did exactly what I was told.

That's a first day.

Hey Justine, need some of that brown stuff

you girls like to try all over your face.

- What do you mean like powder?

- Yeah, yeah.

I feel a little

conspicuous with the black eye.

Yes, Stevo,

I'll do it for you.

- I'll help you out here. Oh whose that..?

- Hey, careful, careful, Chris.

- It's bruised.

- I'll do it, it's fine.

I will fucking do it.

So where's your guy then?

We didn't come 3000 miles for the view.

Here he is.

I'll handle it.

Whoa, whoa..

Slow down, now sweetheart.


- So, What do you think?

- She'll give him the...

- Tell me like it's jumper.

- Thousand Apologies.

I hate it when people are tardy.

This is Ord.

It's good to meet you boys.

Thanks for coming out.

Maybe later.

You didn't masturbate before

you got here, did you?


Told you, I don't work with anybody

who's carrying a loaded weapon.

So if you need time

to find yourself a dark corner..

I'm just saying relax.

It's all good.

If you wouldn't mind, as we agreed upon,

I'll check for wires.

Got a gun.

Good. Soon, you guys

will have even more.

Come on, big guy.


You know where I am from boy,

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