The Making of 'The Breakfast Club' Page #4

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You better be right.

If Vernon cuts us off, it's your fault.

[ Brian ] What'd he say?

Where are we going?

[ Bender ]

Wait. Wait. Hold it.

- We have to go through the cafeteria.

- No, the activities hall.

- You don't know what you're saying.

- No, you don't!

We're through listening to you.

We're going this way.

Go where you want, motorhead.

Come on!

- Sh*t!

- Great idea, jagoff.

- F*** you.

- Why didn't you listen to John?

We're dead.

No.

- Just me.

- What do you mean?

Get back to the library.

Keep your pants on.

# I wanna be an airborne ranger #

# I wanna live a life of danger #

That son of a b*tch.

# Before the day I die #

# There's five things I want to ride #

# Rifle, lifeboat, automobile #

# Virgin's mother and a ferris wheel #

# I wanna be an airborne ranger #

[ Ball Bouncing ]

Ahh!

Three...

two...

one!

Ahh!

[ Vernon ] Bender! Bender!

What is this?

- What are you doing here?

- Hi.

Out. That's it, Bender.

Out. It's over.

- Don't you want to hear my excuse?

- Out.

- I might try out for a scholarship.

- Give me the ball.

Give me that ball.

Get your stuff.

Let's go.

Mr. Wise Guy took it upon himself

to go to the gymnasium.

I'm sorry to inform you...

you'll be without his services

for the rest of the day.

- B-o-o h-o-o.

- Everything's a big joke, huh, Bender?

The false alarm you pulled Friday.

False alarms are really funny.

What if your home--

What if your family--

What if your dope was on fire?

Impossible, sir.

It's in Johnson's underwear.

[ Vernon ] You think he's funny?

You think this is cute?

He's "bitchin"? Is that it?

Let me tell you something.

Look at him.

He's a bum.

Want to see something funny?

You go visit John Bender in five years.

You'll see how funny he is.

What's the matter, John?

You gonna cry?

Let's go.

Keep your f***in' hands

off me!

I expect better manners

from you, Dick.

For better hallway vision.

That's the last time, Bender.

The last time you ever make me

look bad in front of them.

I make $31,000 a year

and have a home.

I'm not throwing it away

on some punk like you.

But someday, man, someday...

when you're gone and have

forgotten about this place...

and they've forgotten you, and you're

wrapped up in your pathetic life...

I'm gonna be there.

That's right.

I'm gonna kick the living sh*t

out of you.

I'm gonna knock your dick

in the dirt.

- You threatening me?

- What are you gonna do about it?

You think anybody

will believe you?

You think anybody's

gonna take your word over mine?

I'm a man of respect around here.

They love me. I'm a swell guy.

You're a lying sack of sh*t,

and everybody knows it.

Oh, you're a real tough guy.

Hey, hey. Come on.

Get on your feet, pal!

Let's find out how tough you are!

I want to know right now

how tough you are.

I'll give you the first punch.

Come on. Right here.

Just take the first shot.

Please. I'm begging you.

Take a shot. Right here.

Just take one shot.

That's all I need. Just one swing.

That's what I thought.

You're a gutless turd.

A naked blonde walks into a bar...

with a poodle under one arm...

and a salami under the other.

She lays the poodle on the table.

Bartender says,

"You won't be needing a drink."

Naked lady says--

Oh, sh*t!

Jesus Christ almighty!

Forgot my pencil.

[ Vernon ] Goddamn it!

What in God's name

is going on in here?

- What was that ruckus?

- What ruckus?

I was in my office

and I heard a ruckus.

- Could you describe the ruckus, sir?

- Watch your tongue, young man.

Ah!

What is this?

- Vvvvt!

- What is that?

What is that noise?

- What noise?

- Really, sir, there wasn't any noise.

- Ah!

- Ah!

Ow!

Was that the noise

you were talking about?

That was not the noise

I was talking about.

I may not have caught you

in the act this time...

- but you can bet I will.

- [ Laughing ]

You make book on that, missy.

And you!

I will not be made a fool of.

Ah!

It was an accident.

You're an a**hole.

Sue me.

Ahab, can I have all my doobage?

Y o, wastoid, you're not

gonna blaze up in here.

Sh*t.

Chicks cannot hold dey smoke.

That's what it is.

[ Claire ] Do you know

how popular I am?

I am so popular.

Everybody loves me

so much at this school.

Sure they do.

Whoo!

- Ow!

- Aagh!

Aaahhh!

Mister...

Oh, Mr. Tierney.

"A history of

slight mental illness."

No wonder

he's so f***ed up.

Good afternoon, Dick.

Hey, Carl.

How you doing?

What's up?

Not much.

What are you doing

in the basement files?

Oh, nothing.

Just a little homework.

- Homework, huh?

- Y eah.

Confidential files, huh?

Look, Carl, this is a highly

sensitive area, and I'll tell you...

certain people would be

very, very embarrassed.

I'd really appreciate it

if this would be something...

that you and I could--

we could keep between us.

- What'll you do for me, man?

- What would you like?

- Got 50 bucks?

- What?

Fifty bucks.

No, no, no, man.

You got a middle name?

Y eah, I guess.

Your middle name is Ralph.

As in "puke."

Your birthday is March 12th...

you're 5'9 1/2"...

you weigh 130 pounds...

and your social security number...

is 049-38-0913.

Wow!

Are you psychic?

No.

How do you know

all this about me?

I stole your wallet.

- Give it to me.

- No.

Give it.

- This is great. You're a thief too?

- I'm not a thief.

- Multi-talented.

- What's there to steal?

- Two bucks and a beaver shot.

- A what?

He's got a nudie picture.

I saw it. It's perverted.

Let's see it.

- Are all these your girlfriends?

- Some of them.

What about the others?

Well, some I consider

my girlfriends...

- and some I just consider.

- Consider what?

Whether or not

I want to hang out with them.

You don't believe

in one guy, one girl?

- Do you?

- Y eah. That's the way it should be.

- Well, not for me.

- Why not?

How come you got

so much sh*t in your purse?

- Why do you have so many girlfriends?

- I asked you first.

I don't know.

I guess I never throw anything away.

Neither do l.

Oh.

This is the worst

fake l.D. I've ever seen.

You realize you made yourself 68?

- I know. I goofed it.

- What do you need a fake l.D. for?

So I can vote.

You want to see

what's in my bag?

- No.

- No.

Holy sh*t.

- What is all that stuff?

- Do you always carry this much sh*t?

Yeah.

I always carry

this much sh*t in my bag.

You never know

when you may have to jam.

Are you going to be,

like, a shopping bag lady?

Like, sit in alleyways

and talk to buildings.

- Wear men's shoes.

- I'll do what I have to do.

Why do you have to do anything?

My home life...

is unsatisfying.

You'd subject yourself to the

violent dangers of Chicago's streets...

because your home life

is unsatisfying?

I don't have to run away

and live in the street.

I can run away,

and I can go to the ocean...

the country, the mountains,

lsrael, Africa...

Afghanistan.

Andy, you want to get in on this?

Allison says she

wants to run away...

because her home life

is unsatisfying.

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