In his 70s, Harry Brown (Maurice Joseph Micklewhite Michael Caine) is a retired Royal Navy officer. After his wife's death, Harry, who lives on his pension, lived alone in a small apartment near the slum. The nearby pedestrian tunnel is a place for gangsters to fight on the streets, to deal in drugs, and to deal in the flesh. A good friend of Chess with Brown, the old man Leonard (David Bradley David Bradley) is often harassed by these gangsters and even eventually Cruelly killed. Female police officer Frampton (Emily Mortimer) and her subordinates are responsible for investigating the case, but because of insufficient evidence, they have to release the murderer of Leonard. The old Brown couldn't bear it, and decided to go to battle personally to eradicate the gangsters and avenge Leonard.
Harry Brown movie plot
2021-12-17 08:01
Extended Reading
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Harry Brown: [Stretch's girlfriend starts overdosing from drugs while laying on the couch] Hey, are you sure she's OK? Maybe we should take her to the hospital?
Stretch: [defensive] What did you just say?
Harry Brown: Your girlfriend needs a doctor. Maybe you should call an ambulance...
Stretch: Ain't no fucking ambulance gonna come here, brother! Do you understand me?
Harry Brown: OK. OK, I'll- I'll mind my own business. All right?
Stretch: That's fine. She ain't your business. She's *my* business!
[pause]
Stretch: Now you pay for your gun and fuck off... before I hurt you!
[Stretch points his gun at Brown]
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Noel Winters: I'm fucking sick of this. I've been stuck in here for fucking hours now. You ain't got fuck all on me, so let me go.
D.S. Terry Hicock: Noel, if you use abusive language to myself or my colleague, or threatening behaviour, I will have you escorted back to your cell and...
Noel Winters: What are they going to do, put me over the fucking table and spank me?... You'd like that wouldn't you, you fucking faggot. And you...
[point at her]
Noel Winters: I'll stick it up your fucking arsehole and rip your fucking hair out, and you'll fucking love every fucking minute of it!... You're the type, I can tell.
Frampton: Noel, I think you think you're taking control of this situation.
Noel Winters: I'll take control of you, you fucking slag.
Frampton: It seems to me you're losing control, you're losing it... Is that what happened with Mr Attwell, Noel? Did you get angry like you are now?
Noel Winters: Is that your training kicking in?
Frampton: Did you lose it?
Noel Winters: Are you a fucking psychologist now?
Frampton: Did you stab him, Noel?
Noel Winters: I'll stab you with my fucking cock.