The Breakfast Club

Claire Standish: (about her parents) I don't think either one of them gives a shit about me. It's like they use me just to get back at each other.

Allison Reynolds: (her first word of dialogue so far) Ha!

Claire Standish: (long pause) Shut up!

Claire Standish: Do you know how popular I am? I am so popular. Everybody loves me so much at this school.

Bender: Poor baby.

Bender: (after Claire kisses his neck) Why'd you do that?

Claire Standish: 'Cause I knew you wouldn't.

Claire Standish: (pause) Did you really think what I did with my lipstick was gross?

Bender: Honestly?

Claire Standish: Yeah.

Bender: (nods) No.

Allison Reynolds: You have problems.

Andrew Clark: Oh, I have problems?

Allison Reynolds: You do everything everyone tells you to do and that is a problem.

Andrew Clark: Okay, fine, but I didn't dump my purse out on the couch and invite everyone into my problems.

(Claire is doing Allison's make-up)

Claire: You know, you look a lot better without all that black shit under your eyes.

Allison Reynolds: Hey, I like all that black shit... Why are you being so nice to me?

Claire: Because you're letting me.

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.

Andrew: (after Claire has given Allison a makeover) What happened to you?

Allison Reynolds: Why? Claire did it... What's wrong?

Andrew: Nothing's wrong... it's just so different, you know? I can see your face.

Allison Reynolds: Is that good or bad?

Andrew: It's good.

Andrew Clark: You don't have any goals.

John Bender: Oh but I do.

Andrew Clark: Yeah?

John Bender: I wanna be just like you. I figure all I need, is a lobotomy and some tights.

Brian Johnson: You wear tights?

Andrew Clark: No I don't wear tights. I wear the required uniform.

Brian Johnson: Tights.

Andrew Clark: Shut up.

John Bender: Sporto.

Andrew Clark: What?

John Bender: You get along with your parents?

Andrew Clark: Well, if I say yes I'm an idiot, right?

John Bender: You're an idiot anyway. But if you say you get along with your parents, well, you're a liar too.

John Bender: What's in there?

Claire Standish: Guess? Where's your lunch?

John Bender: You're wearing it.

Claire Standish: You're nauseating.

John Bender: (pointing to Claire's lunch) What's that?

Claire Standish: Sushi.

John Bender: Sushi?

Claire Standish: Rice, raw fish, and seaweed.

John Bender: You won't accept a guy's tongue in your mouth, and you're going to eat that?

Claire Standish: Can I eat?

John Bender: I don't know. Give it a try.

John Bender: Uh, Dick? Excuse me; Rich. Will milk be made available to us?

Andrew Clark: We're extremely thirsty, sir.

Claire Standish: I have a really low tolerance for dehydration.

Andrew Clark: I've seen her dehydrate, sir. It's pretty gross.

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...

Richard Vernon: What did you wanna be when you grew up?

Carl: When I was a kid, I wanted to be John Lennon.

Richard Vernon: Carl, don't be a goof.

Bender: Claire, you wanna see a picture of a guy with elephantitis of the nuts? It's pretty tasty.

Claire: No thank you.

Bender: How does he ride a bike?

Bender: Oh Claire, would you ever consider dating a guy who looked like this?

Claire: Can't you just leave me alone?

Bender: I mean even if he had a nice personality and a cool car... although you'd probably have to ride in the backseat because his nuts would ride shotgun