The Making of 'The Breakfast Club' Page #5

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Well, everyone's home life

is unsatisfying.

If it wasn't, people would

live with their parents forever.

Yeah, I understand,

but I think hers...

goes beyond

what guys like you and me...

consider "normal" unsatisfying.

Never mind. Forget it.

Everything's cool.

- What's the deal?

- No. There's no deal, sporto.

- Forget it. Leave me alone.

- Wait a minute.

You're carrying all that crap

in your purse.

Either you really want to run away

or you want people to think that.

Eat sh*t.

The girl is an island

unto herself. Okay?

Hi.

- You want to talk?

- No.

Why not?

Go away.

- Where do you want me to go?

- Go away.

- You have problems.

- Oh, I have problems?

You do everything everybody tells you!

That is a problem.

Okay, fine. But I didn't dump

my purse out on the couch...

and invite people

into my problems.

Did l?

So what's wrong?

What is it?

Is it bad? Real bad?

Parents?

Y eah.

What did they do to you?

They ignore me.

Y eah.

Y eah.

What did you want to be

when you were young?

I wanted to be John Lennon.

Carl, don't be a goof.

I'm trying to be serious.

Carl, I've been

teaching for 22 years.

And each year...

these kids get more arrogant.

Aw, bullshit, man.

Come on, Vern.

The kids haven't

changed, you have.

You're teaching because you thought

it would be fun.

Thought you could have

summer vacations off.

Then you discovered

it was work.

That bummed you out.

These kids turned on me.

They think I'm a big f***ing joke.

Come off it.

If you were 16...

what would you think of you?

Do you think I care

what these kids think?

Y es, I do.

Think about this.

When we get old...

these kids will

be running the country.

Y eah.

This thought

wakes me at night--

When I get older...

these kids will take care of me.

I wouldn't count on it.

What would I do

for a million bucks?

As little as I had to.

- That's boring.

- How am I supposed to answer?

The idea is to search your mind

for the absolute limit.

Like, would you

drive to school naked?

- Would I have to get out of the car?

- Of course.

- In the spring or winter?

- Doesn't matter. Spring.

- In the front or back of school?

- Either one.

Y es.

I'd do that.

I'll do anything sexual.

I don't need a million dollars either.

- You're lying.

- I already have.

I've done just about everything

except a few things that are illegal.

I'm a nymphomaniac.

Lie.

- Are your parents aware of this?

- I've only told my shrink.

- What did he do when you told him?

- He nailed me.

Very nice.

I don't think, from a legal standpoint,

what he did...

can be construed as rape

since I paid him.

- He's an adult.

- Y eah. He's married too.

Ugh. Do you have any idea

how completely gross that is?

- Well, the first few times--

- "The first few times"!

- You mean he did it more than once?

- Sure.

- Are you crazy?

- Obviously. She's screwing her shrink.

Have you ever done it?

I don't even have a psychiatrist.

Have you ever done it

with a normal person?

- Didn't we already cover this?

- You never answered.

I won't discuss my private life

with total strangers.

- It's kind of a double-edged sword.

- A what?

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.

Then when you do,

you wish you didn't. Right?

- Wrong.

- Or are you a tease?

She's a tease.

I'm sure.

Why don't you forget it?

You're a tease and you know it.

All girls are teases.

She's only a tease

if what she does gets you hot.

- I don't do anything!

- That's why you're a tease.

- Let me ask you something.

- I told you everything.

Doesn't it bother you to sleep around

without being in love?

- Don't you want respect?

- I don't screw to get respect.

That's the difference

between you and me.

That's not the only difference.

- Face it. You're a tease.

- I'm not a tease!

Sure you are. Sex is your weapon.

You said it yourself.

You use it to get respect.

I never said that.

She twisted my words around.

- What do you use it for then?

- I don't use it, period!

Oh, are you medically frigid

or is it psychological?

I didn't mean it that way.

You're putting words into my mouth!

Just answer the question.

- [ Andy ] Be honest.

- [ Brian ] No big deal. Answer it.

- Answer the question, Claire.

- Talk to us.

[ All The Guys ]

Come on. Answer it.

- [ Bender ] It's only one question.

- No! I never did it!

I never did it either.

I'm not a nymphomaniac.

I'm a compulsive liar.

You are such a b*tch!

You did that on purpose

just to f*** me over.

I would do it.

If you love someone, it's okay.

I can't believe you.

You're so weird.

You don't say anything all day.

Then, when you open your mouth...

you unload all these

tremendous lies all over me.

You're just pissed off because

she got you to admit to something.

Fine, but that doesn't make it

any less bizarre.

What's bizarre?

We're all pretty bizarre.

Some of us are better at hiding it.

How are you bizarre?

He can't think for himself.

She's right.

Know what I did to get in here?

I taped Larry Lester's

buns together.

That was you?

You know him?

Yeah, I know him.

Then you know how hairy he is.

When they pulled the tape off...

most of his hair

and some skin came too.

Oh, my God.

And the bizarre thing is...

that I did it for my old man.

I tortured this poor kid...

because I wanted him

to think I was cool.

He was always going off about...

you know, when he was in school...

all the wild things

he used to do.

I got the feeling

he was disappointed...

that I never cut loose

on anyone, right?

So I'm sitting in the locker room...

and I'm taping up my knee...

and Larry's undressing...

a couple of lockers down from me.

And he's kind of--

He's kind of skinny, weak.

I started thinking

about my father...

and his attitude

about weakness.

The next thing I knew...

I jumped on top of him

and started wailing on him.

My friends just laughed

and cheered me on.

And afterwards...

when I was sitting

in Vernon's office...

all I could think about...

was Larry's father...

and Larry having to go home...

and explain what happened to him.

And the humiliation...

the f***ing humiliation

he must have felt.

It must have been unreal.

How do you apologize

for something like that?

There's no way.

It's all because

of me and my old man.

God, I f***ing hate him.

He's like this--

He's like this mindless machine

I can't 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.

Then I wouldn't be able

to wrestle anymore.

Then he could forget all about me.

I think your old man and mine

should get together and go bowling.

Like with my grades...

Iike when l-- when l--

Iike when I step outside

of myself, you know?

And I see me...

I don't like what I see.

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