The Breakfast Club
The Breakfast Club

Richard Vernon: Well, well. Here we are. I want to congratulate you for being on time.
Claire Standish: Excuse me, sir. I think there's been a mistake. I know it's detention but I don't think I belong in here.
[Vernon ignores her, carrying on with his speech]
Richard Vernon: It is now 7:06. You have exactly 8 hours and 54

minutes to think about WHY you are here - to ponder the error of your ways. You will not talk... You will now move from these seats.
Richard Vernon: [Addressing Bender, who has his feet on a chair] And YOU... will not sleep.
[Pulls the chair out from under Bender's feet]
Richard Vernon: All right people, we're going to 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 Bender: Is this a test?
Richard 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 Bender: Crystal.

Richard Vernon: Good. Maybe you'll learn a little something about yourself. You might even decide whether or not you'd care to return.
Brian Johnson: Uh, you know, I can answer that right now, sir. That'd be no... No from me, 'cause...
Richard Vernon: [Contemptuously] Sit down, Johnson.
Brian Johnson: Thank

you, sir.
[sits down]
Richard Vernon: My office is right across that hall. Any monkey business is ill-advised. Any questions?
John Bender: Yeah, I got a question. Does Barry Manilow know that you raid his wardrobe?
Richard Vernon: You'll get the answer to that question, Mr. Bender, next Saturday. Don't mess with the

bull, young man - you'll get the horns.
[walks away]
John Bender: That man... is a brownie hound.

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Claire Standish: Why didn't you want me to know that you are a virgin?
Brian Johnson: Because it's my business - my personal business.
John Bender: Well, Brian, it doesn't sound like you're doing any business.

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Andrew: Look, you guys keep up your talking and Vernon's gonna come right in here. I got a meet this Saturday and I'm not gonna miss it on account of you boneheads.
Bender: Oh, and wouldn't that be a bite, huh? Missing a whole wrestling meet!
Andrew: You wouldn't know anything about it, faggot! You never competed in your whole life!


Bender: Oh, I know. I feel all empty inside because of it. I have such a deep admiration for guys who roll around on the floor with other guys.
Andrew: Ah, you'd never make it. You don't have any goals.
Bender: Oh, but I do!
Andrew: Yeah?
Bender: I wanna be just... like... you. I

figure all I need is a lobotomy and some tights!
Brian: You wear tights?
Andrew: No, I don't wear tights. I wear the required uniform.
Brian: Tights.
Andrew: [short pause] Shut up!

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[as Bender prepares to urinate under his desk]
Andrew Clark: Hey, you're not urinating in here, man.
John Bender: Don't talk. Don't talk. It makes it crawl back up.

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Brian Johnson: [after Brian explains his F in shop] Did you know without trigonometry, there'd be no engineering?
Bender: Without lamps, there'd be no light.

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Andrew Clark: If I lose my temper you're totaled, man.
John Bender: Totally?
Andrew Clark: Totally.

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John Bender: My impression of life at Big Bri's house, "Son?" "Yeah, Dad?" "How was your day, son?" "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." "Hon, isn't our son swell?" "Yes, dear. Isn't life swell?"
[kiss]

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Bender: You're kind of sexy when you're angry.

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Bender: How does one become a janitor?
Carl: You wanna be a janitor?
Bender: No, I just want to know how one becomes a janitor. Because Andrew here is very interested in pursuing a career in the custodial arts.
Carl: Oh really? You guys think I'm just some untouchable peasant? Serf? Peon? Well, maybe so. But

following a broom around after shitheads like you for the last 8 years, I've learned a couple of things. I look through your letters. I look through your lockers. I listen to your conversations, you don't know that but I do. I am the eyes and ears of this institution, my friends.
[Carl looks up at the clock and looks at his watch]
Carl: By the way, that clock's 20

minutes fast.

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[John Bender is absently tearing up books]
Andrew Clark: That's real intelligent.
John Bender: You're right. It's wrong to destroy literature. It's such fun to read. And
[examines title]
John Bender: Moe-Lay really pumps my nads.
Claire Standish: Moliere.

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Bender: [after putting his head between Claire's legs under the table] It was an accident.
Claire Standish: You're an asshole.
Bender: Sue me.

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Brian's mom: Now is this the first time or the last time you do this to me?
Brian Johnson: Last.
Brian's mom: Now get in there and use the time to your advantage.
Brian Johnson: Mom, we're not supposed to study, we just have to sit there and do nothing.
Brian's mom: Well mister, you

figure out a way to study.
Brian's sister: Yeah.

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Brian Johnson: I'm a fucking idiot because I can't make a lamp?
John Bender: No. You're a genius because you can't make a lamp.

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John Bender: Hey, homeboy, what do you say we close that door, we'll get the prom queen impregnated.

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Andrew Clark: So... what's your poison?
[Allison says nothing]
Andrew Clark: ... Ok, forget I asked.
Allison Reynolds: Vodka.
Andrew Clark: Vodka? When do you drink vodka.
Allison Reynolds: Whenever.
Andrew Clark: How much?
Allison

Reynolds: Tons.

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Claire Standish: What's your name?
John Bender: What's yours?
Claire Standish: Claire.
John Bender: Claire?
Claire Standish: Claire. It's a family name.
John Bender: Oh, it's a fat girl's name.
Claire Standish: Oh, thank you.

John Bender: You're welcome.
Claire Standish: I'm not fat.
John Bender: Well not at present, but I can see you really pushing maximum density. 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 became fat... so when you

look at 'em you can sorta see that thin person inside. You see, you're gonna get married, you're gonna squeeze out a few puppies and then, uh...

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Richard Vernon: [Andrew laughs at Bender's backtalk] You think he's funny? You think this is cute? You think he's "bitchin," is that it? Let me tell you something. Look at him - he's a bum. You want to see something funny? You go visit John Bender in five years. You'll see how goddamned funny he is.

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Claire Standish: I hate it. I hate having to go along with everything my friends say.

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Claire Standish: He's just doing it to get a rise out of you. Just ignore him.
John Bender: Sweets. You couldn't ignore me if you tried. So... so. Are you guys like boyfriend-girlfriend? Steady dates? Lovers? Come on, sporto, level with me. Do you slip her the hot beef injection?
Claire Standish: Go to HELL.

Andrew: Enough.
Richard Vernon: Hey. What's goin in there? Damn pricks.

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Andrew: You ask me one more question and I'm beating the shit out of you.