The Breakfast Club Page #7
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- Year:
- 1985
- 97 min
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BENDER:
What's yours?
CLAIRE:
Claire...
BENDER:
Ka-Laire?
CLAIRE:
Claire...it's a family name!
BENDER:
Nooo...It's a fat girl's name!
CLAIRE:
Well thank you...
BENDER:
You're welcome...
CLAIRE:
I'm not fat!
BENDER:
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 then there's
fat people that were once thin but
they became fat...so when you look
at them 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...
He mimes becoming fat, making noises.
Claire gives him the finger.
BENDER:
Oh...obscene finger gestures from
such a pristine girl!
CLAIRE:
(resentfully)
I'm not that pristine!
Bender bends down closer to Claire.
BENDER:
Are you a virgin?
(a beat)
I'll bet you a million dollars that
you are! Let's end the suspense!
Is it gonna be...
(another beat)
...a white weddin?
CLAIRE:
Why don't you just shut up?
BENDER:
Have you ever kissed a boy on the
mouth?
(a beat)
Have you ever been felt up? Over
the bra, under the blouse, shoes
off...hoping to God your parents
don't walk in?
Claire is getting upset.
CLAIRE:
Do you want me to puke?
BENDER:
Over the panties, no bra, blouse
unbuttoned, Calvin's in a ball on
the front seat past eleven on a
school night?
ANDREW:
Leave her alone!
Bender slowly stands and faces Andrew.
ANDREW:
I said leave her alone!
BENDER:
You gonna make me?
ANDREW:
Yeah...
Bender walks over to where Andrew is standing.
BENDER:
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!
Bender goes to hit him but Andrew gets Bender down on
the ground with a wrestling move.
BENDER:
I don't wanna get into to this with
you man...
Andrew gets up.
ANDREW:
Why not?
Bender gets up.
BENDER:
'Cause I'd kill you...It's real simple.
I'd kill you and your f***ing parents
would sue me and it would be a big
mess and I don't care enough about
you to bother.
ANDREW:
Chicken sh*t...
Andrew turns and walks away. Bender takes out a
switchblade and opens it.
He stabs the switchblade into a chair.
ANDREW:
Let's end this right now. You don't
talk to her...you don't look at her
and you don't even think about her!
You understand me?
BENDER:
I'm trying to help her!.
We see the janitor, CARL come into the room.
CARL:
Brian, how you doing?
BENDER:
Your dad works here?
Brian is embarrassed.
BENDER:
Uh, Carl?
CARL:
What?
BENDER:
Can I ask you a question?
CARL:
Sure...
BENDER:
How does one become a janitor?
CARL:
You wanna be a janitor?
BENDER:
No I just wanna know how one becomes
a janitor because Andrew here, is
very interested in persuing a
career in the custodial arts...
CARL:
Oh, really? You guys think I'm
just some untouchable peasant? Peon?
Huh? Maybe so, but following
a broom around after shitheads like
you for the past eight 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. By the
way, that clock's twenty minutes
fast!
Everyone groans. Bender smiles.
ANDREW:
Sh*t!
CUT TO:
15. INT. VERNON'S OFFICE - DAY
The clock says 11:30. Vernon gets up and leaves.
CUT TO:
16. INT. LIBRARY - DAY
Bender starts to whistle a marching tune and everybody
joins in.
Vernon enters. Bender begins to whistle Beethoven's
5th.
VERNON:
Allright girls, that's thirty
minutes for lunch...
ANDREW:
Here?
VERNON:
Here...
ANDREW:
Well I think the cafeteria would be
a more suitable place for us to eat
lunch in, sir!
VERNON:
Well, I don't care what you think,
Andrew!
BENDER:
Uh, Dick? Excuse me, Rich...will
milk be made available to us?
ANDREW:
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