Harry Brown Quotes in Harry Brown (2009)

Harry Brown: I don't reckon you've got long. Seen that before. Gut wound. The slug's probably torn right through your liver. Mate of mine in Ulster got caught in sniper fire. Bullet blew his inside out. He screamed for a good 10 minutes. We couldn't send a medic in, the section was too hot. So we all took cover... and watched him die. I've never told that... to anyone... you should've called an ambulance... for the girl...

Frampton: It's not Northern Ireland Harry.

Harry Brown: No it's not. Those people were fighting for something; for a cause. To them out there, this is just entertainment.

Harry Brown: [On shooting a drug dealer whose gun jammed when he tried to kill him] You failed to maintain your weapon, sir.

Stretch: What do you want a gun for, brother?

Harry Brown: I want to shoot the pigeons... off my roof.

Harry Brown: [looks at a young girl lying on the couch overdosing] Is... is she OK?

Stretch: She's having the time of her life!

[approaches Sharon]

Stretch: Ain't ya, baby? Ain't ya, Sharon?

[pause]

Stretch: Sharon?

[another pause]

Stretch: Sharo-

[screams]

Stretch: *SHARON*! SHARON, YOU *FUCK*!

Frampton: Is there anybody in the house?

Harry Brown: No. I am a widower. What happened?

Frampton: You were in the Marines?

Harry Brown: Yes. Long time ago.

Harry Brown: The marines were a lifetime ago. I was a different man then. When I met my Kath, I knew that all that stuff had to be locked away. I made the decision all those years ago. And I stuck to it.

Harry Brown: [on shooting the first drug dealer] You should have called an ambulance... for the girl.

Harry Brown: [to Stretch] You two are a right pair of cunts!

Harry Brown: [discussing about his friend who was recently murdered] Bob Creswell; Big Scottish bloke. We were in the Marines together. If it hadn't have been for him, I wouldn't have met my Kath. It was a service dance, and Bob's dancing with this girl. And... I dunno, I... I see this... pretty pair of eyes... and I guess we just liked the look of each other, so... I cut in on Bob, and Kath and me, we spent the rest of the night dancing together.

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]