Breakfast Club Quotes

Dear Mr. Vernon, we found your car keys. Sincerely yours, the Breakfast Club.

What we found out is that each one of us is a brain, an athlete, a basket case, a princess, and a criminal.

Saturday, March 24, 198

Shermer High School, Shermer, Illinois. 6006

Dear Mr. Vernon, we accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong.

Don’t you forget about me. – Simple Minds, Don’t You (Forget About Me)

We’re all pretty bizarre. Some of us are just better at hiding it, that’s all.

It’s sort of social. Demented and sad, but social.

Sweets for the sweet, buddy. Sweets for the sweet.

Being bad feels pretty good, huh?

I’m not a nymphomaniac. I’m a compulsive liar.

Forget about what they say. We can make our own rules.

Somebody write something. Claire, we know you can’t resist.

You know, I’ve been thinking. Everybody’s always talking about freedom of speech, freedom of speech…Bla, bla, bla. These are just four walls, you know?

The world is an imperfect place. Screws fall out all the time.

You know why guys like you knock everything? – Oh, this should be stunning. – It’s because you’re afraid.

My idea for John Hughes’ next movie is too controversial. – Oh, really? You’re gonna make it? – I’m in between projects right now, but there’s no reason why it couldn’t be made in Davenport. – Yeah, I’m sure.

What did you do to get in here? – I taped Larry Lester’s buns together. – That was you?

Could you describe the ruckus, sir?

You guys keep up your talking and that’s exactly what you’re going to have. A ruckus.

You see us as a brain, an athlete, a basket case, a princess, and a criminal. Correct? That’s the way we saw each other at 7:00 this morning. We were brainwashed.

I’ve seen you before, you know. – You’re in here for shoplifting!

I don’t want to be alone anymore. – Well, you’re certainly not going to be alone anymore. Are you? – Hangin’ out with you guys has made me realize that I can’t do any better.

Don’t mess with the bull, young man. You’ll get the horns.

Well, Brian, this is a very nutritious lunch. All the food groups are represented. Did your mom marry Mr. Rogers?

The next screw that falls out is gonna be you.

Does Barry Manilow know that you raid his wardrobe?

By the way, that clock’s 20 minutes fast.

You wanna be a janitor? I think you’re going to have to clear that with the government.

Would you mind telling me how you would rate yourself in terms of physical attractiveness?

So it’s sorta social, demented and sad, but social. Right? – Yeah, well you wouldn’t know. You don’t have any friends.

I’m the eyes and ears of this institution, my friends.

You wanna know what I did to get in here? Nothing. I didn’t have anything better to do. – Well, you’re certainly a complicated case. You’re a real exterior.

You see us as a brain, an athlete, a basket case, a princess, and a criminal. Correct? That’s the way we saw each other at 7:00 this morning. We were brainwashed.

I expect better manners from you, young lady. If you’re so sophisticated, you shouldn’t smoke marijuana.

A guy would have to be in seriously bad shape to go for someone like you.

Could we get back to the topic, please? – Oh, is my style bothering you?

I’m not a snob. It’s just that I’m better than everyone else.

You keep eating your hand, you’re not gonna be hungry for lunch.

Take that, you inconsiderate prick!

I could see you really pushing maximum density. Oh, I got a picture of you from the Fall Dance. You look like a troll.

But someday when you’re outta here and you’ve forgotten all about this place, and they’ve forgotten all about you, and you’re wrapped up in your own pathetic life, I’m gonna be there. That’s right. And I’m gonna kick the living shit out of you.

You don’t talk to her. Don’t even look at her. – Well, I’m taping Larry Lester’s buns together, how’s that?

You ask me one more question and I’m beating the shit out of you.

Just be quiet! Don’t you ever, ever compare yourself to me.

They’re quite aware of what they’re going through. – Bullshit. You’ve never even been to detention.

Don’t touch that door! You’re not supposed to leave my office!

The next time I have to come in here, I’m crackin’ skulls.

Well, you’re not gonna blaze up in here, man.

Dear Mr. Vernon, it was impossible for me to go to work. I have my father to take care of. So I went fishing. An incredible strain I was under.

I’m always looking for ways to stay positive, but today has been shitty.

Being bad feels pretty good, huh?