The Breakfast Club

The opening quote are lyrics drawn from David Bowie's song "Changes."

Emilio Estevez was originally going to play Bender, but John Hughes couldn't find someone to play Andrew Clark, so Emilio agreed to play Clark.

Anthony Michael Hall's mother and younger sister played his character Brian's mother and sister in the movie. John Hughes made a cameo appearance as his father, who picks him up at the end of the film.

The library in which this movie takes place was actually the gymnasium of Maine North High School.
The school closed down in 1982, two years before filming began. The building had been used for park district purposes and the Chicago Blitz before the Illinois state police bought it, turning it into a police station, which it still is to this day.

At the end of the movie, John Bender walks through Deerfield High School's football field.

The school used in the filming of The Breakfast Club was also used for some of the school-based scenes in another John Hughes film (Ferris Bueller's Day Off, which was released just a year after The Breakfast Club).

The movie has a 100% ranking at the Rotten Tomatoes website.

Bender's so-called blond joke was completely ad-libbed to make the scene less boring.

In the episode of the CBS Crime Drama Cold Case named 'The Sleepover' (directed by Emilio Estevez) there is a clip of the Breakfast Club playing in the background as a tribute to Estevez.

The movie was voted number one on Entertainment Weekly's list of '50 Best High School movies'

Two deleted scenes appear in the televised cut of the film, but are not included on the original DVD release, either in the film or as special features.
* A continuation of the scene in which Vernon chooses Andrew and Allison to visit the soda machine.
* The five students observe Mr. Vernon angrily kicking and punching a vending machine.

John Bender
That man...is a brownie hound.
[to Allison, who is biting her nails] You keep eating your hand and you're not gonna be hungry for lunch.

Hey, homeboy, why don't you go close that door. We'll get the prom queen... impregnated.

Being bad feels pretty good, huh?
[to Claire] 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?

I know, it's wrong to destory literature. It's such fun to read. And...(looking at the book)...Mo-Lay really pumps my 'nads.

Brian Johnson
Could you describe the ruckus, sir?

Chicks, cannot hold der smoke! That's what it is!

Dear Mr. Vernon: We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it is we did wrong. What we did WAS wrong, but we think you're crazy for making us write an essay telling you who we think we are. What do you care? 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, and a basket case, a princess, and a criminal. Does that answer your question? Sincerely yours, The Breakfast Club.

Others
Title Card: "...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

Claire: 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.

Richard Vernon: Grab some wood, bub!

Richard Vernon: (reading from the confidential files) Mr....oh Mr. Tierney. A history of slight mental illness. No wonder he's so fucked up.

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Dialogue
Vernon: Well...well. Here we are! I want to congratulate you for being on time...

Claire: Excuse me, sir? I think there's been a mistake. I know it's detention, but...um...I don't think I belong in here...

Vernon: It is now seven-oh-six. You have exactly eight hours and fifty-four minutes to think about why you're here. To ponder the error of your ways...You may not talk. You will not move from these seats. [points at Brian] And you... [pulls the chair out from under John's feet] ...will not sleep. All right people, we're gonna try something a little different today. We are going to write an essay--of no less than a thousand words--describing to me who you think you are.

Bender: Is this a test?

Vernon: And when I say essay...I mean essay. I do not mean a single word repeated a thousand times. Is that clear Mr. Bender?

Bender: Crystal.

Vernon: Good. Maybe you'll learn a little something about yourself. Maybe you'll even--decide whether or not you care to return.

Brian: You know, I can answer that right now sir...That'd be "No", no for me. 'Cause...

Vernon: Sit down Johnson...

Brian: Thank you sir...

Vernon: My office is right across that hall. Any monkey business is ill-advised. Any questions?

Bender: Yeah...I got a question. Does Barry Manilow know you raid his wardrobe?

Vernon: I'll give you the answer to that question, Mr. Bender, next Saturday. Don't mess with the bull young man, you'll get the horns.

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Bender: Oh, shit! What're we s'posed to do if we hafta take a piss?

Claire: Please...

Bender: If you gotta go... [unzips fly] You gotta go!

Claire: Oh my God!

Andrew: Hey, you're not urinating in here man!

Bender: Don't talk! Don't talk! It makes it crawl back up!

Andrew: You whip it out and you're dead before the first drop hits the floor!

Bender: You're pretty sexy when you get angry...grrr!

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Andrew: Hey!

Bender: What?

Andrew: If I lose my temper, you're totaled man!

Bender: Totally?

Andrew: Totally!

Brian Johnson: Dear Mr. Vernon, we accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong. And what we did was wrong. But we think you're crazy to make us write an essay telling you who we think we are. What do you care? 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...

Andrew Clark: ...and an athlete...

Allison Reynolds: ...and a basket case...

Claire Standish: ...a princess...

John Bender: ...and a criminal...

Brian Johnson: Does that answer your question?... Sincerely yours, the Breakfast Club.

Andrew: Look, just because you live in here doesn't give you the right to be a pain in the ass...so knock it off!

Bender: It's a free country.

Claire: He's just doing it to get a rise out of you! Just ignore him.

Bender: [to Claire] Sweets...you couldn't ignore me if you tried!

Bender: So...so! Are you guys like boyfriend/girlfriend?...Steady dates?... Lovers?... Come on Sporto, level with me. Do you slip her the hot...beef...injection?

Claire: Go to hell!

Andrew: Enough!

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Andrew: You know, Bender...you don't even count. I mean if you disappeared forever it wouldn't make any difference. You may as well not even exist at this school.

Bender: Well...I'll just run right out and join the wrestling team.

[Andrew and Claire laugh]

Bender: Maybe the prep club too! Student council...

Andrew: No, they wouldn't take you.

Bender: I'm hurt.

Claire: You know why guys like you knock everything...

Bender: Oh, this should be stunning...

Claire: It's 'cause you're afraid.

Bender: Oh, God! You richies are so smart, that's exactly why I'm not heavy in activities!

Claire: You're a big coward!

Brian: I'm in the math club...

Claire: See you're afraid that they won't take you. You don't belong, so you just have to dump all over it.

Bender: Well...it wouldn't have anything to do with you activities people being assholes...now would it?

Claire: Well you wouldn't know...You don't even know any of us.

Bender: Well, I don't know any lepers either, but I'm not gonna run out and join one of their fucking clubs.

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Bender: Hey, Cherry. Do you belong to the physics club?

Claire: That's an academic club.

Bender: So?

Claire: So, academic clubs aren't the same as other kinds of clubs.

Bender: Ah... but to dorks like him, they are. What do you guys do in your club?

Brian: Well, in physics we... we talk about physics, properties of physics.

Bender: So it's sorta social, demented and sad, but social. Right?

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Andrew: Look, you guys keep up your talking and

Vernon's gonna come right in here...I got a meet this Saturday and I'm not gonna miss it on account of you boneheads.

Bender: Oh and wouldn't that be a bite...Missing a whole wrestling meet!

Andrew: Well you wouldn't know anything about it, faggot! You never competed in your whole life!

Bender: Oh, I know...I feel all empty inside because of it. I have such a deep admiration for guys that roll around on the floor with other guys!

Andrew: Ahhh...you'd never make it. You don't have any goals.

Bender: Oh, but I do!

Andrew: Yeah?

Bender: I wanna be just--like--you! I figure all I need's a lobotomy and some tights!

Brian: You wear tights?

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

Brian: Tights.

Andrew: Shut up!

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Bender: Big deal...nothing to do when you're locked in a vacancy.

Andrew: Speak for yourself.

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

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Bender: Sporto...

Andrew: What?

Bender: You get along with your parents?

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

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

Andrew: You know something, man...If we weren't in school right now, I'd waste you!

[Bender points his middle finger at the floor]

Bender: Can you hear this? Want me to turn it up?

[Bender flips his hand around so he is now giving Andrew the bird]

Brian: Hey fellas, I mean...I don't like my parents either, I don't...I don't get along with them...their idea of parental compassion is just, you know, wacko!

Bender: Dork?

Brian: Yeah?

Bender: You are a parent's wet dream, okay?

Brian: Well that's a problem!

Bender: Look, I can see you getting all bunged up for them making you wear these kinda clothes. 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: Why do you have to insult everybody?

Bender: I'm being honest, asshole! I would expect you to know the difference!

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Bender: What's that?

Claire: Sushi.

Bender: Sushi?

Claire: Rice, uh, raw fish and seaweed.

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

Claire: Can I eat?

Bender: I don't know...give it a try.

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Vernon: What did you want to be when you were young?

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

Vernon: Carl don't be a goof! I'm trying to make a serious point here...I've been teaching, for twenty two years, and each year...these kids get more and more arrogant.

Carl: Aw bullshit, man. Come on Vern, the kids haven't changed, you have! You took a teaching position, 'cause you thought it'd be fun, right? Thought you could have summer vacations off...and then you found out it was actually work...and that really bummed you out.

Vernon: These kids turned on me...they think I'm a big fuckin' joke.

Carl: Come on...listen Vern, if you were sixteen, what would you think of you, huh?

Vernon: Hey...Carl, you think I give one rat's ass what these kids think of me?

Carl: Yes I do.

Vernon: You think about this...when you get old, these kids; when I get old, they're gonna be runnin' the country.

Carl: Yeah?

Vernon: Now this is the thought that wakes me up in the middle of the night...That when I get older, these kids are gonna take care of me.

Carl: I wouldn't count on it!

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Andrew: My God, are we gonna be like our parents?

Claire: Not me...ever

Allison: It's unavoidable, it just happens.

Claire: What happens?

Allison: When you grow up, your heart dies.

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Taglines
They only met once, but it changed their lives forever.

They were five total strangers, with nothing in common, meeting for the first time. A brain, a beauty, a jock, a rebel and a recluse. Before the day was over, they broke the rules. Bared their souls and touched each other in a way they never dreamed possible.

Five strangers with nothing in common, except each other.

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