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Breakfast Club, The (1985)

Andrew Clark: If I lose my temper you're totalled, man. John Bender: Totally? Andrew Clark: Totally.

Claire Standish: I hate it! I hate having to go along with everything my friends say!

John Bender: Does Barry Manilow know that you raid his wardrobe?

Allison: I don't have to runaway and live in the street. I can runaway and I can go to the ocean, I can go to the country, I can go to the mountains. I could go to Israel, Africa, Afghanistan.

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.

John Bender: Being bad feels pretty good, huh?

John: Hey, how come Andrew gets to get up? If he gets up, we'll all get up, it'll be anarchy!

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.

Richard Vernon: Don't mess with the bull, young man. You'll get the horns.

John Bender: But face it. You're a neo maxi zoom dweebie, what would you be doing if you weren't out making yourself a better citizen?

Andrew: What do you need a fake I.D. for? Brian: So I can vote!

Allison: When you grow up, your heart dies.

[John Bender is absently tearing up books] Andrew Clark: That's real intelligent. John Bender: You're right. It's wrong to destroy literature. It's such fun to read. And [examines title] Moe-Lay really pumps my nads. Claire Standish: Moliere.

[Depicting a typical scene with his parents.] John Bender: [as his father] "Stupid, worthless, no-good goddamn freeloading son of a bitch retarded big-mouthed know-it-all asshole jerk." [as his mother] "You forgot ugly, lazy and disrespectful." [as his father] "Shut up, bitch! Go fix me turkey pot pie!"

Richard Vernon: What was that ruckus? Andrew Clark: Uh, what ruckus? Richard Vernon: I was just in my office and I heard a ruckus. Brian Johnson: Could you describe the ruckus, sir?

Andrew: Yo wastoid, you're not gonna blaze up in here!

[Vernon catches Bender playing basketball in the gym] Bender: Don't you want to hear my excuse? I'm thinkin' of tryin' out for a scholarship.

Andrew: Speak for yourself. Bender: Do you think I'd speak for you? I don't even know your language.

[To himself, crawling above some acoustic ceiling tiles.] Bender: Naked blonde walks into a bar with a poodle under one arm, and a two-foot salami under the other. The bartender says, I guess you won't be needing a drink. Naked lady says-- [The ceiling gives way.] oh shit!

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: Screws just fall out all the time, the world is an imperfect place.

[Claire is doing Allison's make-up.] Claire: You know, you look a lot better without all that black shit under your eyes. Allison: Hey, I like all that black shit... Why are you being so nice to me? Claire: Because you're letting me.

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