That man...is a brownie hound.
John Bender
You keep eating your hand and you're not gonna be hungry for lunch.
John Bender
Hey, homeboy, why don't you go close that door. We'll get the prom queen... impregnated.
John Bender
I know, it's wrong to destroy literature. It's such fun to read. And...Mo-Lay really pumps my 'nads.
John Bender
Being bad feels pretty good, huh?
John Bender
You know how you said before, how your parents use you to get back at each other? Wouldn't I be outstanding in that capacity?
John Bender
You know how you said before, how your parents use you to get back at each other? Wouldn't I be outstanding in that capacity?
John Bender
So, what are we having for lunch today?
John Bender
Could you describe the ruckus, sir?
Brian Johnson
Chicks, cannot hold dey smoke! That's what it is!
Brian Johnson
Dear Mr. Vernon: We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it is we did wrong. But we think you're crazy for making us write an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us: in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain, and an athlete, a basket case, a princess, and a criminal. Does that answer your question? Sincerely yours, The Breakfast Club.
Brian Johnson
"...and these children that you spit on, as they try to change their worlds are immune to your consultations. They're quite aware of what they're going through..." - David Bowie
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Grab some wood, bub!
Richard Vernon
I can't believe you can't get me out of this. I mean it's so absurd I have to be here on a Saturday! It's not like I'm a defective or anything.
Claire Standish