The Breakfast Club

The Breakfast Club

The Breakfast Club is a 1985 film about five high school students from completely different backgrounds who meet in Saturday detention.

Year:
1985
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John Bender:
What do you say we close that door. We can't have any kind of party with Vernon checking us out every few seconds.

Brian Johnson:
Well, you know the door's supposed to stay open..

John Bender:
So what?

Andrew Clark:
So why don't you just shut up! There's four other people in here you know.

John Bender:
God, you can count. See! I knew you had to be smart to be a... a wrestler.

Andrew Clark:
Who the hell are you to judge anybody anyway?

Claire Standish:
Really...

Andrew Clark:
You know, Bender, you don't even count. I mean if you disappeared forever it wouldn't make any difference. You may as well not even exist at this school.

John Bender:
Well, I'll just run right out and join the wrestling team. Maybe the prep club too! Student council...

Andrew Clark:
No, they wouldn't take you.

John Bender:
I'm hurt.

Claire Standish:
You know why guys like you knock everything...

John Bender:
Oh, this should be stunning.

Claire Standish:
It's 'cause you're afraid.

John Bender:
Oh, God! You richies are so smart, that's exactly why I'm not heavy in activities!

Claire Standish:
You're a big coward.

Brian Johnson:
I'm in the math club.

Claire Standish:
See you're afraid that they won't take you. You don't belong, so you just have to dump all over it.

John Bender:
Well, it wouldn't have anything to do with you activities people being a**holes...now would it?

Claire Standish:
Well you wouldn't know; you don't even know any of us.

John Bender:
Well, I don't know any lepers either, but I'm not gonna run out and join one of their f***ing clubs.

John Bender:
PB & J with the crusts cut off. Well, Brian, this is a very nutritious lunch; all the food groups are represented. Did your mom marry Mr. Rogers?

Brian:
Uh, no, Mr. Johnson.

Bender:
Ah. Here's my impression of life at Big Bri's house, "Son?" "Yeah, Dad?" "How was your day, pal?" "Great, Dad! How's yours?" "Super! Say, how would like to go fishing this weekend?" "Great, Dad! But I got homework to do." "That's okay, son! You can do it on the boat!" "Gee!" "Dear, isn't our son swell?" "Yes, dear. Isn't life swell?" [kiss, then mimes punching]

Andrew:
All right, what about your family?

Bender:
My family? Oh, that's easy. "Stupid, worthless, no good, goddamned, free loading son-of-a-b*tch! Retarded, big mouth, know-it-all a**hole jerk!" "You forgot ugly, lazy, and disrespectful!" "Shut up, b*tch! Go fix me a turkey pot pie!" "What about you, Dad?" "F*** you!" "No, Dad, what about you?" "F*** you!" "No, Dad, what about you?!" "F*** you!" [mimes punching]

Brian:
Is that for real?

Bender:
You wanna come over some time?

Andrew:
That's bullshit. It's all part of your image, I don't believe a word of it.

Bender:
You don't believe me?

Andrew:
No.

Bender:
No?

Andrew:
Did I stutter?

[John approaches Andrew and lifts his sleeve to show a burn on his arm. Claire and Andrew look away afterwards.]

Bender:
Do you believe this? Huh? It's about the size of a cigar...Do I stutter? You see this is what you get in my house when you spill paint in the garage. See I don't think that I need to sit here with you f***in' d*ldos anymore!

Andrew [referring to his act of taping a classmate's buttocks together]:
The bizarre thing is, is that I did it for my old man...I tortured this poor kid, because I wanted him to think that I was cool. He's always going off about, you know, when he was in school...all the wild things he used to do. And I got the feeling that he was disappointed that I never cut loose on anyone, right...So, I'm...I'm sitting in the locker room, and I'm taping up my knee. And Larry's undressing a couple lockers down from me. Yeah...he's kinda...he's kinda skinny, weak. And I started thinking about my father, and his attitude about weakness. And the next thing I knew, I uh, I jumped on top of him and started wailing on him...And my friends, they just laughed and cheered me on. And afterwards, when I was sittin' in Vernon's office, all I could think about was Larry's father. And Larry havin' to go home and...and explain what happened to him. And the humiliation...f***ing humiliation he must've felt. It must've been unreal...I mean, I mean, how do you apologize for something like that? There's no way...it's all because of me and my old man. Oh God, I f***ing hate him! He's like this...he's like this mindless machine that I can't even relate to anymore..."Andrew, you've got to be number one! I won't tolerate any losers in this family...Your intensity is for sh*t! Win. Win! WIN!!!" You son of a b*tch! You know, sometimes, I wish my knee would give...and I wouldn't be able to wrestle anymore. And he could forget all about me.

Bender:
I think your old man and my old man should get together and go bowling.

Brian:
It's like me, you know, with my grades. Like, when I, when I step outside myself kinda, and when I, when I look in at myself you know? And I see me and I don't like what I see, I really don't.

Claire:
What's wrong with you? Why don't you like yourself?

Brian:
'Cause I'm stupid...'cause I'm failing shop. See we had this assignment, to make this ceramic elephant, and um--and we had eight weeks to do it and we're s'posed ta, and it was like a lamp, and when you pull the trunk the light was s'posed to go on. My light didn't go on, I got a F on it. Never got a F in my life. When I signed up, you know, for the course I mean. I thought I was playing it real smart, you know. 'Cause I thought, I'll take shop, it'll be such an easy way to maintain my grade point average.

Bender:
Why'd you think it'd be easy?

Brian:
Have you seen some of the dopes that take shop?

Bender:
I take shop. You must be a f***in' idiot!

Brian:
I'm a f***in' idiot because I can't make a lamp?

Bender:
No, you're a genius because you can't make a lamp.

Brian:
What do you know about Trigonometry?

Bender:
I could care less about Trigonometry.

Brian:
Bender, did you know without Trigonometry there'd be no engineering?

Bender:
Without lamps, there'd be no light.

Brian:
I just wanna tell each of you that I wouldn't do that...I wouldn't and I will not! 'Cause I think that's real shitty.

Claire:
Your friends wouldn't mind because they look up to us.

Brian:
You're so conceited, Claire. You're so conceited. You're so, like, full of yourself; why are you like that?

Claire:
[teary] I'm not saying that to be conceited! I hate it! I hate having to go along with everything my friends say!

Brian:
Well then why do you do it?

Claire:
I don't know, I don't--you don't understand...you don't. You're not friends with the same kind of people that Andy and I are friends with! You know, you just don't understand the pressure that they can put on you!

Brian:
I don't understand what? You think I don't understand pressure, Claire? Well f*** you! F*** you! [Brian breaks down and begins to cry.] Know why I'm here today? Do you?! I'm here because Mr. Ryan found a gun in the locker.

Andrew:
Why'd you have a gun in your locker?

Brian:
I tried. You pull the f***in' trunk on it and the light's s'posed to go on...and it didn't go on, I mean, I...

Andrew:
What's the gun for Brian?

Brian:
Just forget it.

Andrew:
You brought it up, man!

Brian:
I can't have an F, I can't have it and I know my parents can't have it. Even if I aced the rest of the semester, I'm still only a B. And everything's ruined for me.

Claire:
Oh, Brian...

Brian:
F***! So I considered my options, you know?

Claire:
No! Killing yourself is not an option!

Brian:
Well I didn't do it, did I? No, I don't think so!

Allison:
It was a hand gun?

Brian:
No, it was a flare gun, went off in my locker.

Andrew:
Really? [starts to laugh]

Brian:
It's not funny...

[Andrew tries to stop, but he continues laughing and everyone else begins to laugh.]

Brian:
[laughing as well] Yes it is. F***in' elephant was destroyed!

Allison:
You wanna know what I did to get in here? Nothing; I didn't have anything better to do.

[Everyone continues to laugh, now at Allison.]

Allison:
You're laughing at me!

Andrew:
No...!

Allison:
Yes, you are!

[Everyone continues to laugh]

Vernon:
Well, well. Here we are. I want to congratulate you for being on time.

Claire:
[raises hand] Excuse me, sir? I think there's been a mistake. I know it's detention, but, um... I don't think I belong in here.

Vernon:
[checks his watch] It is now 7:06. You have exactly 8 hours and 54 minutes to think about why you're here: To ponder the error of your ways. [Bender spits and catches saliva, and Claire gasps in disgust] [points at Claire] And you may not talk. [to Brian] You will not move from these seats. And you... [points at John] ...will not sleep. All right, people, we're gonna try something a little different today. We are going to write an essay... of no less than a thousand words... describing to me who you think you are.

John:
Is this a test?

Vernon:
And when I say "Essay", I mean essay. I do not mean a single word repeated a thousand times. Is that clear, Mr. Bender?

John:
Crystal.

Vernon:
Good. Maybe you'll learn a little something about yourself. Maybe you'll even decide whether or not you care to return.

Brian:
[raises hand, stands] Uh, you know, I can answer that right now, sir. You know, that'd be "no." "No" for me, 'cause—

Vernon:
Sit down, Johnson.

Brian:
Thank you, sir.

Vernon:
My office is right across that hall. Any monkey business is ill-advised. Any questions?

John:
Yeah, I got a question. Does Barry Manilow know you raid his wardrobe?

Vernon:
I'll give you the answer to that question, Mr. Bender, next Saturday. Don't mess with the bull, young man or you'll get the horns.

John:
[about Vernon] That man... is a brownie hound. [33 seconds later, after he and the other students see and hear Allison biting her fingernails. And he gives her a reminder.] If you keep eating you hand, you're not gonna be hungry for lunch. [Allison bites another fingernail, and spits it out.] I've seen you before, you know.

John:
What do you say we close that door? We can't have any kind of party with Vernon checking us out every few seconds.

Brian:
Well, you know the door's supposed to stay open.

John:
So what?

Andrew:
So why don't you just shut up? There's four other people in here, you know.

John:
God, you can count. See, I knew you had to be smart to be a...a wrestler.

Andrew:
Who the hell are you to judge anybody, anyway?

Claire:
Really.

Andrew:
You know, Bender, you don't even count. I mean if you disappeared forever it wouldn't make any difference. You may as well not even exist at this school.

John:
Well, I'll just run right out and join the wrestling team. [Claire and Andrew chuckle] Maybe the prep club, too. Student council.

Andrew:
Nah. They wouldn't take you.

John:
I'm hurt.

Claire:
You know why guys like you knock everything?

John:
Oh, this should be stunning.

Claire:
It's 'cause you're afraid.

John:
Oh, God. You richies are so smart; that's exactly why I'm not heavy in activities.

Claire:
You're a big coward.

Brian:
I'm in the math club.

Claire:
See, you're afraid that they won't take you. You don't belong, so you just have to dump all over it.

John:
Well, it wouldn't have anything to do with you activities people being a**holes, now would it?

Claire:
Well you wouldn't know; you don't even know any of us.

John:
Well, I don't know any lepers, either, but I'm not gonna run out and join one of their f***ing clubs.

Andrew:
Uh, let's watch the mouth, huh?

Brian:
Um, uh, this is a Club, too.

John:
Excuse me a sec. [to Brian] What are you babbling about?

Brian:
Well, what I said was that I'm in a Math Club, uh, the Latin Club, and the Physics Club-- Physics Club.

John:
Hey, Cherry. Do you belong to the Physics Club?

Claire:
That's an academic club.

John:
So?

Claire:
So, academic clubs aren't the same as other kinds of clubs.

John:
Ah, but to dorks like him, they are. [to Brian] What do you guys do in your club?

Brian:
In physics, well, we, we, uh, we talk about physics. Uh, properties of physics.

John:
So it's sort of social. Demented and sad, but social, right?

Brian:
I guess you could consider it a social situation.

Claire:
What's your name?

John:
What's yours?

Claire:
Claire.

John:
Claire?

Claire:
Claire. It's a family name.

John:
No, it's a fat girl's name.

Claire:
[sarcastically] Oh, thank you.

John:
You're welcome.

Claire:
I'm not fat.

John:
Well, not at present, but I could see you really pushing maximum density. You see, I'm not sure if you know this, but there are two kinds of fat people. There's fat people that were born to be fat, and there's fat people that were once thin, but they became fat, so when you look at them you can sort of see that thin person inside. You see, you're gonna get married, you're gonna squeeze out a few puppies and then, uh... [imitates vomiting, and Claire gives him the "F*** you!" middle finger] Oh, obscene finger gestures from such a pristine girl.

Claire:
I'm not that pristine.

John:
Are you a virgin? I'll bet you a million dollars that you are. Let's end the suspense. Is it gonna be a...white weddin'?

Claire:
Why don't you just shut up?

John:
Have you ever kissed a boy on the mouth? Have you ever been felt up...over the bra, under the blouse, shoes off, hoping to God your parents don't walk in?

Claire:
Do you want me to puke?

John:
Over the panties...no bra...blouse unbuttoned, Calvin's in a ball on the front seat past 11:00 on a school night?

Andrew:
Leave her alone. [walks to Bender] I said, "Leave her alone".

John:
You gonna make me?

Andrew:
Yeah.

John:
[stands in front of Andrew] You and how many of your friends?

Andrew:
Just me. Just you and me. Two hits. Me hitting you, you hitting the floor. Anytime you're ready, pal.

John:
[gets pinned to the floor] I don't want to get into this with you, man.

Andrew:
[gets off of John] Why not?

John:
[stands up] Because I'd kill you. It's real simple: I'd kill you, and your f***ing parents would sue me, and it'd be a big mess, and I don't care enough about you to bother.

Andrew:
Chickenshit. [John pulls out his switchblade, and slams it on Allison's table.] Let's end this right now. You don't talk to her, [Allison takes John's switchblade] you don't look at her, and you don't even think about her! You understand me?

John:
I'm trying to help her.

Vernon:
I expected a little more from a varsity letterman. You're not fooling anybody, Bender. The next screw that falls out is gonna be you.

John:
[under his breath] Eat my shorts.

Vernon:
[angrily] What was that?

John:
[emphatically and louder] EAT...MY...SHORTS.

Vernon:
You just bought yourself another Saturday, Mister.

John:
[scoffs; sarcastically] I'm "crushed".

Vernon:
You just bought one more, right there.

John:
Well, I'm free the Saturday after that. Beyond that, I'm gonna have to check my calendar.

Vernon:
Good! Because it's gonna be filled. We'll keep goin'. You want another one? Say the word, just say the word. Instead of goin' to prison, you'll come here. Are you through?

John:
No.

Vernon:
I'm doin' society a favor.

John:
So?

Vernon:
That's another one right now. I've got you for the rest of your natural born life if you don't watch your step! You want another one?!

John:
Yes.

Vernon:
You got it! You got another one right there! That's another one, pal!

Claire:
Cut it out! [mouths] Stop!

Vernon:
You through?

John:
Not even close, bud!

Vernon:
Good. You got one more right there.

John:
You really think I give a sh*t?

Vernon:
Another. [John stares angrily] You through?

John:
How many is that?

Brian:
That's seven including one when we first came in and you asked Mr. Vernon here whether Barry Manilow knew that he raided his closet.

Vernon:
Now it's 8. [to Brian] You stay out of it.

Brian:
Excuse me, sir, it's 7.

Vernon:
Shut up, peewee. [Brian obediently remains silent, and Vernon gives John the horns] You're mine, Bender. For two months, I gotcha. I gotcha.

John:
[sarcastically] What can I say? I'm "thrilled".

Vernon:
Oh, I'm sure that's exactly what you want these people to believe. You know somethin', Bender? You oughta spend a little more time trying to do something with yourself and a little less time trying to impress people. You might be better off. Alright, that's it! I'm going to be right outside those doors. The next time I have to come in here, [John mouths what Vernon says] I'm crackin' skulls. [He leaves the library as Allison watches; he opens the door, gives the horns to John again, then closes the door]

John:
[angrily] F*** YOU!!!

Vernon:
[sighs and goes to his office]

John:
[annoyed; whispers] F***.

John:
[crawling on the ceiling] A naked blonde walks into a bar with a poodle under one arm...and a two-foot salami under the other. [chuckles] She lays the poodle on the table. Bartender says, "I suppose you won't be needing a drink." Naked lady says-- [ceiling breaks and he falls through] OHHH, SHI-I-I-IT!

Vernon:
[hearing the crash] Jesus Christ Almighty!

[John walks down the stairs and sees Andrew and Claire angrily stunned]

John:
[to students] Forgot my pencil. [almost goes back to his desk]

Vernon:
Goddamn it! [enters the library, and John hides under Claire's desk] What in God's name is goin' on in here? What was that ruckus?

Andrew:
Uh, what ruckus?

Vernon:
I was just in my office and I heard a ruckus.

Brian:
Could you describe the ruckus, sir?

Vernon:
Watch your tongue, young man, watch it. [John bangs his hand under Claire's desk, and Andrew bangs "Shave and a Haircut"] What is this? [Andrew imitates a zipper sound] What is that? What-What is that-- What is that noise?

Andrew:
What noise?

[John sees Claire's panties]

Claire:
Really, sir, there wasn't any noise. [moans and crushes John's hand, and makes an exaggerated sneeze and coughing sound, and the other students cough] That noise? Was that the noise that you're talking about?

Vernon:
No, it wasn't. That was not the noise I was talking about. Now, I may not have caught you in the act this time, but you can bet I will. [Allison laughs] You make book on that, Missy. [to Claire] And you! I will not be made a fool of.

[Vernon walks back to his office with a toilet seat liner hanging out of his pants.]

Allison:
Have you ever done it with a normal person?

Claire:
Didn't we already cover this?

John:
You never answered the question.

Claire:
Look, I'm not going to discuss my private life with total strangers.

Allison:
It's kind of a double edged sword, isn't it?

Claire:
A what?

Allison:
Well, if you say you haven't, you're a prude. If you say you have, you're a slut. It's a trap. You want to but you can't, and when you do, you wish you didn't, right?

Claire:
Wrong.

Allison:
Or are you a tease?

Andrew:
She's a tease.

Claire:
I'm sure. Why don't you just forget it.

Andrew:
Oh, you're a tease and you know it. All girls are teases.

John:
She's only a tease if what she does gets you hot.

Claire:
I don't do anything.

Allison:
That's why you're a tease.

Claire:
Okay, let me ask you a few questions.

Allison:
I already told you everything.

Claire:
No. Doesn't it bother you to sleep around without being in love. I mean, don't you want any respect?

Allison:
I don't screw to get respect. That's the difference between you and me.

Claire:
It's not the only difference I hope.

John:
Face it, you're a tease.

Claire:
I'm not a tease.

John:
Sure you are. Sex is your weapon. You said it yourself. You use it to get respect.

Claire:
No, I never said that; she twisted my words around.

John:
What do you use it for then?

Claire:
I don't use it period.

John:
Oh, are you medically frigid or is it psychological?

Claire:
I didn't mean it that way. You guys are putting words into my mouth.

John:
Well, if you'd just answer the question.

Brian:
Why don't you just answer the question?

Andrew:
Be honest.

John:
No big deal.

Brian:
Yeah answer it.

Andrew:
Answer the question, Claire.

John:
Talk to us.

Everyone:
C'mon, answer the question. Come on. Answer it.

John:
C'mon, it's easy. It's only one question.

Claire:
No, I Never did it!

Allison:
I never did it either. I'm not a nymphomaniac, I'm a compulsive liar.


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