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 On Saturday, March 24, 1984, five students report at 7:00Â a.m. for all-day detention at Shermer High School in Shermer, Illinois. While not complete strangers, each of them comes from a different clique, and they seem to have nothing in common: the beautiful and pampered Claire Standish, the state champion wrestler Andrew Clarke, the bookish Brian Johnson, the reclusive outcast Allison Reynolds, and the rebellious delinquent John Bender.
They gather in the high school library, where assistant principal Richard Vernon instructs them not to speak, move from their seats, or sleep until they are released at 4:00Â p.m. He assigns them a 1,000-word essay, in which each must describe "who you think you are." He then leaves, returning only occasionally to check on them. John, who has a particularly antagonistic relationship with Vernon, ignores the rules and frequently riles up the other students, teasing Brian and Andrew and harassing Claire. Allison is initially quiet, except for an occasional random outburst. Over the course of the day, Vernon gives John several weekends' worth of additional detention and even locks him in a storage closet, but he escapes and returns to the library.
The students pass the hours by talking, arguing, and, at one point, smoking cannabis that John retrieves from his locker. Gradually, they open up to each other and reveal their deepest personal secrets: Allison is a compulsive liar; Andrew cannot easily think for himself; John comes from an abusive household; Brian was planning to kill himself with a flare gun due to a bad grade; and Claire is a virgin who feels constant pressure from her friends. They also discover that they all have strained relationships with their parents: Allison's parents ignore her due to their own problems; Andrew's father constantly criticizes his efforts at wrestling and pushes him as hard as possible; John's father verbally and physically abuses him; Brian's overbearing parents put immense pressure on him to earn high grades; and Claire's parents use her to get back at each other during frequent arguments. The students realize that, even with their differences, they face similar pressures and complications in their lives.
Despite their differences in social status, the group begins to form friendships (and even romantic relationships) as the day progresses. Claire gives Allison a makeover, to reveal just how pretty she really is, which sparks romantic interest in Andrew. Claire decides to break her "pristine" virgin appearance by kissing John in the closet and giving him a hickey. Although they suspect that the relationships will end with the end of their detention, their mutual experiences will change the way they look at their peers afterwards.
As the detention nears its end, the group requests that Brian complete the essay for everyone and John returns to the storage closet to fool Vernon into thinking he has not left. Brian writes the essay and leaves it in the library for Vernon to read after they leave. As the students part ways outside the school, Allison and Andrew kiss, as do Claire and John. Allison rips Andrew's state champion patch from his letterman jacket to keep, and Claire gives John one of her diamond earrings, which he attaches to his earlobe. Vernon reads the essay (read by Brian in voice-over), in which Brian states that Vernon has already judged who they are, using simple definitions and stereotypes. One by one, the five students' voices add, "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." Brian signs the letter as "The Breakfast Club." John raises his fist in triumph as he walks across the school football field toward home.
On Saturday , March 24 , 1984 , five students report at 7:00Â a.m. for all-day detention at Shermer High School in Shermer , Illinois . While not complete strangers , each of them comes from a different clique , and they seem to have nothing in common : the beautiful and pampered Claire Standish , the state champion wrestler Andrew Clarke , the bookish Brian Johnson , the reclusive outcast Allison Reynolds , and the rebellious delinquent John Bender . They gather in the high school library , where assistant principal Richard Vernon instructs them not to speak , move from their seats , or sleep until they are released at 4:00Â p.m . He assigns them a 1,000-word essay , in which each must describe who you think you are . He then leaves , returning only occasionally to check on them . John , who has a particularly antagonistic relationship with Vernon , ignores the rules and frequently riles up the other students , teasing Brian and Andrew and harassing Claire . Allison is initially quiet , except for an occasional random outburst . Over the course of the day , Vernon gives John several weekends ' worth of additional detention and even locks him in a storage closet , but he escapes and returns to the library . The students pass the hours by talking , arguing , and , at one point , smoking cannabis that John retrieves from his locker . Gradually , they open up to each other and reveal their deepest personal secrets : Allison is a compulsive liar ; Andrew can not easily think for himself ; John comes from an abusive household ; Brian was planning to kill himself with a flare gun due to a bad grade ; and Claire is a virgin who feels constant pressure from her friends . They also discover that they all have strained relationships with their parents : Allison s parents ignore her due to their own problems ; Andrew s father constantly criticizes his efforts at wrestling and pushes him as hard as possible ; John s father verbally and physically abuses him ; Brian s overbearing parents put immense pressure on him to earn high grades ; and Claire s parents use her to get back at each other during frequent arguments . The students realize that , even with their differences , they face similar pressures and complications in their lives . Despite their differences in social status , the group begins to form friendships ( and even romantic relationships ) as the day progresses . Claire gives Allison a makeover , to reveal just how pretty she really is , which sparks romantic interest in Andrew . Claire decides to break her pristine virgin appearance by kissing John in the closet and giving him a hickey . Although they suspect that the relationships will end with the end of their detention , their mutual experiences will change the way they look at their peers afterwards . As the detention nears its end , the group requests that Brian complete the essay for everyone and John returns to the storage closet to fool Vernon into thinking he has not left . Brian writes the essay and leaves it in the library for Vernon to read after they leave . As the students part ways outside the school , Allison and Andrew kiss , as do Claire and John . Allison rips Andrew s state champion patch from his letterman jacket to keep , and Claire gives John one of her diamond earrings , which he attaches to his earlobe . Vernon reads the essay ( read by Brian in voice-over ) , in which Brian states that Vernon has already judged who they are , using simple definitions and stereotypes . One by one , the five students ' voices add , 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 . Brian signs the letter as The Breakfast Club . John raises his fist in triumph as he walks across the school football field toward home .
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                      The Breakfast Club

                    written and directed by
                         John Hughes



<b>BLANK SCREEN:
</b>     Against Black, 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"

     The Blank Screen and Title Card SHATTER to reveal...

<b>1. EXT. SHERMER HIGH SCHOOL - DAY
</b>
     During Brian's monologue, we see various views of things
     inside the school including Bender's locker.

<b>                          BRIAN (VO)
</b>               Saturday...March 24, 1984.  Shermer
               High School, Shermer, Illinois.
               60062.  Dear Mr. Vernon...we accept
               the fact that we had to sacrifice a
               whole Saturday in detention for
               whatever it was that we did wrong,
               what we did was wrong.  But we think
               you're crazy to make us write this
               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 and the most
               convenient definitions.  You see us
               as a brain, an athelete, a basket
               case, a princess and a criminal.
               Correct?  That's the way we saw each
               other at seven o'clock this morning.
               We were brainwashed...
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>2. INT. CLAIRE'S CAR - DAY
</b>
     We see CLAIRE and her FATHER sitting in their car in the
     parking lot.

     Claire is the prom queen and is clearly a snob.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               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...

<b>                       CLAIRE'S FATHER
</b>               I'll make it up to you...Honey,
               ditching class to go shopping
               doesn't make you a defective.  Have
               a good day.

     Claire rolls her eyes and gets out of the car and walks
     up the school front steps
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>3. INT. BRIAN'S CAR - DAY
</b>
     We are in BRIAN's car.  His MOTHER is there and so is
     his little SISTER.  He is sort of a nerd.

<b>                        BRIAN'S MOTHER
</b>               Is this the first time or the last
               time we do this?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>                    (upset)
               Last...

<b>                        BRIAN'S MOTHER
</b>               Well get in there and use the time
               to your advantage...

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Mom, we're not supposed to study; we
               just have to sit there and do
               nothing.

<b>                        BRIAN'S MOTHER
</b>               Well mister you figure out a way to
               study.

<b>                    BRIAN'S LITTLE SISTER
</b>                    (annoyingly)
               Yeah!

<b>                        BRIAN'S MOTHER
</b>               Well go!

     Brian gets out of the car and walks towards the school.
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>4. INT. ANDREW'S CAR - DAY
</b>
     We see ANDREW and his FATHER.  Andrew is clearly a jock;
     hes wearing a lettermans jacket with lots of patches on it.

<b>                       ANDREW'S FATHER
</b>               Hey, I screwed around...guys screw
               around, there's nothing wrong with
               that.  Except you got caught, Sport.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Yeah, Mom already reemed me, alright?

<b>                       ANDREW'S FATHER
</b>                    (angry)
               You wanna miss a match?  You wanna
               blow your ride?  Now no school's
               gonna give a scholarship to a
               discipline case.

     Andrew gets out of the car and walks into the school.
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>5. EXT. SHERMER PARKING LOT - DAY
</b>
     We see JOHN BENDER walking towards us.  He is wearing
     sunglasses.  A car is coming towards him but he doesn't
     stop walking.

     The car slams on its breaks directly in front of him.

     Bender gets out of the frame.  Out of the car steps
     ALLISON.  She is dressed all in black.  She steps
     forward to look in the car's front window and the car
     drives away.
<b>                                                 CUT TO:
</b>
<b>6. INT. LIBRARY - DAY
</b>
     There are six tables in two rows of three.
     Claire is sitting at the front table.  Brian comes in
     and sits at the table behind her.

     Andrew comes in and points at the chair next to Claire
     at the front table.  She shrugs and he sits there.

     In walks Bender, he touches everything on the checkout
     desk and takes a few things in the process.

     He walks over to where Brian is sitting and points to
     the table on the opposite side of the Library.  Brian
     reluctantly gets up and moves.

     Bender sits at the table where Brian was and puts his
     feet up.

     Allison walks in.  She walks all the way around the
     library and sits in the back corner table, just behind
     Brian.

     Andrew and Claire look at each other and snicker.

     Brian looks at her in confusion and then turns away.

     Enter RICHARD VERNON, a teacher.  He holds a stack
     of papers in his left hand.  He addresses the group with
     such disrespect it makes you wonder how he ever got the
     job.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Well...well.  Here we are!  I want
               to congradulate you for being on
               time...

     Claire raises her hand.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               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 doesn't care.  He just continues to talk.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               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...

     Bender spits into the air and catches the spit in his
     mouth again.

     Claire looks like she is going to gag.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               ...and you may not talk.  You will
               not move from these seats.

     He glances up at Bender and points at him.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               ...and you...

     Vernon pulls the chair out from under Bender's feet.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               ...will not sleep.  Alright 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.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Is this a test?

     Vernon passes out paper and pencils and takes no notice
     of Bender.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               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 looks up.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Crystal...

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Good.  Maybe you'll learn a little
               something about yourself.  Maybe
               you'll even--decide whether or not
               you care to return.

     Brian raises his hand and then stands.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               You know, I can answer that right
               now sir...That'd be "No", no for me.
               'cause...

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Sit down Johnson...

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Thank you sir...

     He sits.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               My office...

     Vernon points.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               ...is right across that hall.  Any
               monkey business is ill-advised...

     He looks around at them.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               ...any questions?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Yeah...I got a question.

     Vernon looks at him suspiciously.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Does Barry Manilow know you raid his
               wardrobe?

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               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.

     Vernon leaves.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               That man...is a brownie hound...

     Everyone tries to get comfortable and we hear a loud
     snapping sound.  Brian turns and looks and it is
     Allison, biting her nails.

     Bender's eyes widen as he turns to look.  Everyone is
     looking now.  Allison notices them looking at her.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               You keep eating your hand and you're
               not gonna be hungry for lunch...

     Allison spits part of her nail at Bender.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               I've seen you before, you know...

     We see Vernon look out from his office.

     We see Brian playing with his pen.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>                    (quietly to himself)
               Who do I think I am?  Who are you?
               Who are you?

     He attaches the pen to his bottom lip and puts the top
     under his upper lip.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               I am a walrus...

     Bender looks at him in utter confusion.  Brian notices
     this, laughs and takes the pen out of his mouth--
     embarrassed.

     Bender and Brian begin to take their jackets off at the
     same time.  They both notice this.  Brian stops removing
     his jacket.

     Bender takes his all the way off.  Brian rubs his hands
     together and pretends to be cold.  He pulls his jacket
     back on.  He turns and looks at Bender who is still
     staring at him.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               It's the shits, huh?

     Bender glares at him and Brian utters an uncomfortable
     laugh.

     Bender turns away and crumples up his essay paper.  He
     throws it at Claire.  It misses and goes over Claire's
     head.

     Andrew and Claire acknowlege it but continue to ignore
     Bender.

     Bender starts loudly "singing" the musical part of a
     song.  Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah...nah, nah, nah...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (to herself)
               I can't believe this is really
               happening to me...

     Bender stops "singing" abruptly.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Oh, shit!  What're we s'posed to do
               if we hafta take a piss?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (disgusted)
               Please...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               If you gotta go...

     We hear Bender unzip his fly.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               You gotta go!

     Everyone is now looking at Bender.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                   (disgusted)
               Oh my God!

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Hey, yer not urinating in here man!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Don't talk!  Don't talk!  It makes
               it crawl back up!

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               You whip it out and you're dead
               before the first drop hits the
               floor!

     Bender gasps mockingly.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               You're pretty sexy when you get
               angry...grrr!

     He turns to Brian.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Hey, homeboy...

     Brian points at himself with his pen.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>              ...why don't you go close that door.
               We'll get the prom queen--
               impregnated!

     Claire turns and glares at him.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Hey!

     Bender ignores him.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Hey!
<b>                          BENDER
</b>               What?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               If I lose my temper, you're totalled
               man!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Totally?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Totally!

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (to Bender)
               Why don't you just shut up!  Nobody
               here is interested!

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Really!
                    (to Claire about Bender)
               Buttface!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Well hey Sporto!  What'd you do to
               get in here?  Forget to wash your
               jock?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>                    (nervous)
               Uh, excuse me, fellas?  I think we
               should just write our papers...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>                    (to Bender)
               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 mockingly registers pain in his face.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               It's a free country...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (to Andrew)
               He's just doing it to get a rise out
               of you!  Just ignore him...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>                    (to Claire)
               Sweets...you couldn't ignore me if
               you tried!

     Claire rolls her eyes.

<b>                           BENDER
</b>               So...so!
                    (to Andrew and Claire)
               Are you guys like boyfriend/girl-
               friend?
                    (a beat)
               Steady dates?
                    (another beat)
               Lo--vers?
                    (another beat)
               Come on Sporto, level with me.  Do
               you slip her the hot...beef...
               injection?

     Claire and Andrew turn to face Bender, both furious.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (screams)
               Go to hell!

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>                    (screams)
               Enough!

<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>7. INT. VERNON'S OFFICE - DAY
</b>
     We see Vernon in his office.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>                    (yells)
               Hey!  What's going on in there?
                    (to himself)
               Smug little pricks!
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>8. INT. LIBRARY - DAY
</b>
     They all look at each other.  Andrew turns away from
     Bender.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>                    (to himself)
               Scumbag!

     Bender stands up and walks over to the railing.  He sits
     on it.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               What do you say we close that door.
               We can't have any kind of party
               with Vernon checking us out every
               few seconds.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Well, you know the door's s'posed to
               stay open...

<b>                           BENDER
</b>               So what?

<b>                           ANDREW
</b>               So why don't you just shut up!
               There's four other people in here
               you know...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               God, you can count.  See!  I knew
               you had to be smart to be a...a
               wrestler.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Who the hell are you to judge
               anybody anyway?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Really...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               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 probably is upset at this and he pauses a moment
     before speaking.  He doesn't let his emotions out,
     however.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Well...I'll just run right out and
               join the wrestling team.

     Andrew and Claire look at each other and laugh at
     Bender.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>                    (to Claire)
               Maybe the prep club too!  Student
               council...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               No, they wouldn't take you.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               I'm hurt.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               You know why guys like you knock
               everything...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>                    (to himself)
               Oh, this should be stunning...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               It's 'cause you're afraid.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>                    (with mock enthusiasm)
               Oh, God!  You ritchies are so smart,
               that's exactly why I'm not heavy in
               activities!

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               You're a big coward!

     Brian feels left out.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>                    (to no one imparticular)
               I'm in the math club...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               See you're afraid that they won't
               take you.  You don't belong so you
               just have to dump all over it...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Well...it wouldn't have anything to
               do with you activities people being
               assholes...now would it?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Well you wouldn't know...You don't
               even know any of us.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Well, I don't know any lepers
               either, but I'm not gonna run out
               and join one of their fucking clubs.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Hey let's watch the mouth, huh?

     Brian again feels he needs to contribute.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               I'm in the physics club too...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>                    (to Claire)
               S'cuse me a sec...
                    (to Brian)
               What are you babbling about?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Well, what I said was...I'm in the
               math club, the Latin club and the
               physics club...physics club.

     Bender nods and turns to Claire.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Hey...Cherry...do you belong to the
               physics club?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               That's an academic club...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               So?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               So...academic clubs aren't the same
               as other kinds of clubs.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Oh, but to dorks like him...

     Bender points at Brian.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               ...they are.
                    (to Brian)
               What do you guys do in your club?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               In physics, um, we ah, we talk about
               physics...about properties of physics.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               So it's sorta social...demented and
               sad, but social.  Right?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Yeah, well, I guess you could
               consider it a social situation.  I
               mean there are other children in my
               club and uh, at the end of the year
               we have, um, you know, a big
               banquet, at the, uh, at the Hilton.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               You load up, you party...

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Well, no, we get dressed up...I
               mean, but, we don't...we don't get
               high.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (to Bender)
               Only burners like you get high...

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               And, uh, I didn't have any shoes.
               So I had to borrow my dad's.  It
               was kinda weird 'cause my mom doesn't
               like me to wear other people's
               shoes.  And, uh, my cousin Kent...my
               cousin Kendall from, uh, Indiana...
               He got high once and you know, he
               started eating like really weird
               foods.  And uh, and then he just
               felt like he didn't belong anywhere.
               You know, kinda like, you know
               "Twilight Zone" kinda.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (laughs)
                    (to Bender)
               Sounds like you...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               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...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>                    (to Andrew)
               Oh and wouldn't that be a bite...

     Bender lets out a moan of fake agony.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Missing a whole wrestling meet!

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Well you wouldn't know anything
               about it, faggot!  You never competed
               in your whole life!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>                    (with mock hurt)
               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!

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Ahhh...you'd never miss it.  You
               don't have any goals.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Oh, but I do!

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Yeah?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               I wanna be just--like--you!  I
               figure all I need's a labotamy and
               some tights!

     Brian becomes interested.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               You wear tights?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>                    (to Brian)
               No I don't wear tights, I wear the
               required uniform...

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Tights...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>                    (defensive)
               Shut up!

     They hear Vernon moving around out in the hall so Bender
     quickly comes and sits in the chair between Claire and
     Andrew.  He folds his hands on the table.
     Vernon goes back into his office.  Bender laughs and
     gets up.  He starts walking towards the double doors
     that separate the library from the hallway.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               You know there's not s'posed to be
               any monkey business!

     Bender turns and points at Brian.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>                    (in a stern voice)
               Young man...have you finished your
               paper?

     Bender turns back away and goes to the door.  He looks
     around cautiously and removes a screw from the door.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               What are you gonna do?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Drop dead, I hope!
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>9. INT. HALLWAY - DAY
</b>
     We see Vernon getting a drink at the fountain. He stands
     up and checks the way he looks in a mirror.  He does a
     muscular pose and utters some manly jibberish Cobadonga!
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>10. INT. LIBRARY - DAY
</b>
     Brian looks up.  Bender is messing with the door to the
     library.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Bender, that's, that's school
               property there...you know, it doesn't
               belong to us.  It's something not to
               be toyed with.

     The door slams shut.  Bender runs back to his seat.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               That's very funny, come on, fix it!

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               You should really fix that!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Am I a genius?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               No, you're an asshole!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               What a funny guy!

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Fix the door Bender!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Everyone just shhh!
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>11. INT. HALLWAY - DAY
</b>
     We see Vernon walking back to his office.  He stops and
     listens to them through the closed door.

<b>                         BENDER (OS)
</b>               I've been here before, I know what
               I'm doing!

<b>                         ANDREW (OS)
</b>               No!  Fix the door, get up there and
               fix it!

<b>                         BENDER (OS)
</b>                    (screams)
               Shut up!
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>12. INT. LIBRARY - DAY
</b>
     We see Brian as we hear Vernon in the hall.

<b>                         VERNON (OS)
</b>               God damnit!

     He opens the door and storms in.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Why is that door closed?

     For a few seconds no one says anything, they just stare
     at Vernon.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Why is that door closed?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               How're we s'posed to know?  We're
               not s'posed to move, right?

     Vernon turns to Claire.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Why?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               We were just sitting here, like we
               were s'posed to...

     Vernon looks around and looks at Bender.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Who closed that door?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               I think a screw fell out of it...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               It just closed, sir...

     Vernon looks at Allison in the back.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Who?

     Allison lets out a squeak and slams her face onto the
     table, hiding in her jacket hood.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               She doesn't talk, sir...

<b>                            VERNON
</b>                    (to Bender)
               Give me that screw...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>              I don't have it...

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               You want me to yank you outta that
               seat and shake it out of you?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               I don't have it...screws fall out
               all of the time, the world's an
               imperfect place...

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Give it to me, Bender...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Excuse me, sir, why would anybody
               want to steal a screw?

<b>                            VERNON
</b>                    (to Claire)
               Watch it, young lady...

     Vernon goes over to the door.  He tries to hold it open
     by putting a folding chair in front of it.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               The door's way too heavy, sir.

     The door slams shut despite the chair.

<b>                         VERNON (OS)
</b>               God damnit!

     They laugh.

     Vernon opens the door again.  He comes back in.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>                    (pointing)
               Andrew Clark...get up here.  Come on,
               front and center, let's go.

     Andrew gets up and walks over to Vernon.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Hey, how come Andrew gets to get up?
               If he gets up, we'll all get up,
               it'll be anarchy!

     Vernon and Andrew are now attempting to move the steel
     magazine rack in front of the door.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>              Okay, now, watch the magazines!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               It's out of my hands...

     They get it into the doorway and it blocks the entire
     door.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               That's very clever sir, but what if
               there's a fire?  I think violating
               fire codes and endangering the
               lives of children would be unwise
               at this juncture in your career, sir.

     Vernon thinks about it.  He turns to Andrew.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Alright, what are you doing with
               this?  Get this outta here for God's
               sake!  What's the matter with you?
               Come on!

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               You know the school comes equipped
               with fire exits at either end of the
               library.

     Brian points at them and Bender glares at him.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>                    (to Brian)
               Show Dick some respect!

     Andrew and Vernon come back into the main section of
     the library.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>                    (to Andrew)
               Let's go...go!  Get back into your
               seat.

     Andrew sits.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>                    (to Andrew)
               I expected a little more from a
               varsity letterman!
                    (to Bender)
               You're not fooling anybody, Bender!
               The next screw that falls out is
               gonna be you!

     Vernon turns to leave.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>                    (under his breath)
               Eat my shorts...

     Vernon spins in his tracks and faces Bender again.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               What was that?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>                    (loudly)
               Eat my shorts!

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               You just bought yourself another
               Saturday, mister!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Oh, Christ...

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               You just bought one more right
               there!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Well, I'm free the Saturday after
               that...beyond that, I'm gonna have
               to check my calendar!

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Good!  'Cause it's gonna be filled,
               we'll keep goin'!  You want another
               one?  Say the word, just say the
               word!  Instead of going to prison,
               you'll come here!  Are you through.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               No!

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               I'm doing society a favor!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               So?

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               That's another one, right now!  I've
               got you for the rest of your natural
               born life if you don't watch your
               step!  You want another one?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Yes!

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               You got it!  You got another one,
               right there!  That's another one
               pal!

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (worried)
               Cut it out!

     Claire mouths the word "Stop" to Bender.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               You through?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Not even close, bud!

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Good!  You got one more, right
               there!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Do you really think I give a shit?

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Another...

     Bender glares at him.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               You through?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               How many is that?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               That's seven including the one when
               we first came in and you asked Mr.
               Vernon here whether Barry Manilow
               knew that he raided his closet.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>                    (to Bender)
               Now it's eight...
                    (to Brian)
               You stay out of it!

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Excuse me, sir, it's seven!

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Shut up, Peewee!
                    (to Bender)
               You're mine Bender...for two months
               I gotcha!  I gotcha!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               What can I say?  I'm thrilled!

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Oh, I'm sure that's exactly what you
               want these people to believe.  You
               know something, Bender?  You ought
               to spend a little more time trying
               to do something with yourself and a
               little less time trying to impress
               people.  You might be better off.
                    (to everyone)
               Alright, that's it!  I'm going to
               be right outside those doors.  The
               next time I hafta come in here...I'm
               cracking skulls!  (Bender mouths Im
               cracking skulls)

     Vernon leaves and closes the door.  A musical riff
     builds to a climax as Bender screams.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>                    (screams)
               Fuck you!

     We see the clock, it reads a quarter to eight.

     We see Bender, lighting his shoe on fire and lighting a
     cigarette with his shoe.

     We see Claire thinking.

     We see Brian playing with his balls.

     We see Andrew playing with his sweatshirt.

     We see Allison pulling a string around her finger and
     making it turn purple.

     We see Bender put the flames on his shoe out.  He then
     plays air guitar.

     We see Allison drawing.

     We see Andrew playing paper football.  He cheers
     silently.

     Allison shakes dandruff from her hair onto her picture.

     We see everyone fall asleep.
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>13. INT. LIBRARY - DAY
</b>
     Later.

     Vernon is standing there staring at the sleeping kids.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Wake up!  Who has to go to the
               lavatory?

     Everyone raises their hands.
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>14. INT. LIBRARY - DAY
</b>
     Later.

     We see the clock, it now says 10:22.

     We see Andrew stretching.  We see Bender tearing pages
     out of a book.  He is tossing them around.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               That's real intelligent.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               You're right...it's wrong to
               destroy literature...

     He continues to tear pages out.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               It's such fun to read...and, Molet
               really pumps my nads!

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (pronouncing it correctly)
               Mol-yare.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>              I love his work.

     Bender tosses the rest of the pages at Brian.  He picks
     up the card catalogue drawer and begins to take cards
     out.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Big deal...nothing to do when you're
               locked in a vacancy..

<b>                           ANDREW
</b>               Speak for yourself...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Do you think I'd speak for you?  I
               don't even know your language!

     Andrew turns to Claire.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Hey, you grounded tonight?

     Claire shrugs.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               I don't know, my mom said I was but
               by dad told me to just blow her off.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Big party at Stubbies, parents are
               in Europe.  Should be pretty wild...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Yeah?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Yeah, can you go?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               I doubt it...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               How come?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Well 'cause if I do what my mother
               tells me not to do, it's because
               because my father says it's okay.
               There's like this whole big monster
               deal, it's endless and it's a total
               drag.  It's like any minute...
               divorce...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Who do you like better?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               What?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               You like your old man better than
               your mom?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               They're both strict.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               No, I mean, if you had to choose
               between them.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               I dunno, I'd probably go live with
               my brother.  I mean, 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.

     Suddenly, from the back of the room.  Allison speaks.

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>                    (loudly)
               Ha!!!

     Everyone looks at her shocked.  Allison blows her hair
     out of her eyes and grins.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Shut up!

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               You're just feeling sorry for
               yourself...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Yeah, well if I didn't nobody else
               would.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Aw...you're breaking my heart...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Sporto...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               What?

     Bender jumps down and goes next to Andrew.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               You get along with your parents?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Well if I say yes, I'm an idiot,
               right?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               You're an idiot anyway...But if you
               say you get along with your parents
               well you're a liar too!

     Bender turns and walks away from him.  Andrew follows
     and pushes Bender.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               You know something, man...If we
               weren't in school right now, I'd
               waste you!

     Bender points his middle finger at the floor.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Can you hear this?  Want me to turn
               it up?

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

     Brian comes over and puts a hand on each of the guy's
     shoulders.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Hey fellas, I mean...

     Andrew pushes away from Brian.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               ...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 turns to Brian.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Dork...

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>              Yeah?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               You are a parent's wet dream, okay?

     Bender starts to walk away.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Well that's a problem!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               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?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Why do you have to insult everybody?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               I'm being honest, asshole!  I would
               expect you...to know the difference!

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Yeah well, he's gotta name!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Yeah?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Yeah,
                    (to Brian)
               What's your name?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Brian...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               See...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>                    (to Brian)
               My condolences...

     Bender walks away.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (to Bender)
               What's your name?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               What's yours?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Claire...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Ka-Laire?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Claire...it's a family name!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Nooo...It's a fat girl's name!

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Well thank you...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               You're welcome...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               I'm not fat!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Well not at present but I could see
               you really pushing maximum density!
               You 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 then there's
               fat people that were once thin but
               they became fat...so when you look
               at them 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...

     He mimes becoming fat, making noises.

     Claire gives him the finger.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Oh...obscene finger gestures from
               such a pristine girl!

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (resentfully)
               I'm not that pristine!

     Bender bends down closer to Claire.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Are you a virgin?
                    (a beat)
               I'll bet you a million dollars that
               you are!  Let's end the suspense!
               Is it gonna be...
                    (another beat)
               ...a white weddin?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Why don't you just shut up?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Have you ever kissed a boy on the
               mouth?
                    (a beat)
               Have you ever been felt up?  Over
               the bra, under the blouse, shoes
               off...hoping to God your parents
               don't walk in?

     Claire is getting upset.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Do you want me to puke?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Over the panties, no bra, blouse
               unbuttoned, Calvin's in a ball on
               the front seat past eleven on a
               school night?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Leave her alone!

     Bender slowly stands and faces Andrew.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               I said leave her alone!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               You gonna make me?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Yeah...

     Bender walks over to where Andrew is standing.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               You and how many of your friends?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Just me, just you and me.  Two hits.
               Me hitting you, you hitting the
               floor!  Anytime you're ready, pal!

     Bender goes to hit him but Andrew gets Bender down on
     the ground with a wrestling move.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               I don't wanna get into to this with
               you man...

     Andrew gets up.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Why not?

     Bender gets up.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               'Cause I'd kill you...It's real simple.
               I'd kill you and your fucking parents
               would sue me and it would be a big
               mess and I don't care enough about
               you to bother.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Chicken shit...

     Andrew turns and walks away.  Bender takes out a
     switchblade and opens it.

     He stabs the switchblade into a chair.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Let's end this right now.  You don't
               talk to her...you don't look at her
               and you don't even think about her!
               You understand me?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               I'm trying to help her!.

     We see the janitor, CARL come into the room.

<b>                             CARL
</b>               Brian, how you doing?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Your dad works here?

     Brian is embarrassed.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Uh, Carl?

<b>                             CARL
</b>               What?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Can I ask you a question?

<b>                             CARL
</b>               Sure...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               How does one become a janitor?

<b>                             CARL
</b>               You wanna be a janitor?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               No I just wanna know how one becomes
               a janitor because Andrew here, is
               very interested in persuing a
               career in the custodial arts...

<b>                             CARL
</b>               Oh, really?  You guys think I'm
               just some untouchable peasant?  Peon?
               Huh?  Maybe so, but following
               a broom around after shitheads like
               you for the past eight years I've
               learned a couple of things...I look
               through your letters, I look through
               your lockers...I listen to your
               conversations, you don't know that
               but I do...I am the eyes and ears of
               this institution my friends.  By the
               way, that clock's twenty minutes
               fast!

     Everyone groans.  Bender smiles.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Shit!
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>15. INT. VERNON'S OFFICE - DAY
</b>
     The clock says 11:30.  Vernon gets up and leaves.
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>16. INT. LIBRARY - DAY
</b>
     Bender starts to whistle a marching tune and everybody
     joins in.

     Vernon enters.  Bender begins to whistle Beethoven's
     5th.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Allright girls, that's thirty
               minutes for lunch...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Here?

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Here...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Well I think the cafeteria would be
               a more suitable place for us to eat
               lunch in, sir!

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Well, I don't care what you think,
               Andrew!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Uh, Dick?  Excuse me, Rich...will
               milk be made available to us?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               We're extremely thirsty sir...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               I have a very low tolerance for
               dehydration.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               I've seen her dehydrate sir, it's
               pretty gross.

     Bender stands.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Relax, I'll get it!

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Ah, ah, ah grab some wood there, bub!

     Bender grins.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               What do you think, I was born
               yesterday?  You think I'm gonna
               have you roaming these halls?

     He points at Andrew.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               You!

     He points at Allison.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               And you!  Hey!  What's her name?
               Wake her!  Wake her up!
                    (to Allison)
               Come on, on your feet missy!  Let's
               go!  This is no rest home!

     Allison gets up.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               There's a soft drink machine in the
               teacher's lounge.  Lets go!

<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>16. INT. HALLWAY - DAY
</b>
     Andrew and Allison are walking in the hall.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               So, what's your poison?

     Allison doesn't answer.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               What do you drink?

     Allison still doesn't answer.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Okay...forget I asked...

     Allison waits for two beats and then speaks.

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               Vodka...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Vodka?  When do you drink vodka?

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               Whenever...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>              A lot?

     Allison smiles.

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               Tons...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Is that why you're here today?

     Allison doesn't answer.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Why are you here?

     Allison snaps back.

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               Why are you here?

     They stop walking and Andrew leans against the wall.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Um, I'm here today...because uh,
               because my coach and my father don't
               want me to blow my ride.  See I get
               treated differently because uh,
               Coach thinks I'm a winner.  So does
               my old man.  I'm not a winner
               because I wanna be one... I'm a
               winner because I got strength and
               speed.  Kinda like a race horse.
               That's about how involved I am in
               what's happening to me.

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               Yeah?  That's very interesting.
               Now why don't you tell me why you're
               really in here.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Forget it!
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>17. INT. LIBRARY - DAY
</b>
     Claire and Bender and Brian are all sitting around
     waiting for the Cokes.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Claire...you wanna see a picture of
               a guy with elephantitus of the nuts?
               It's pretty tasty...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               No thank you...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               How do you think he rides a bike?

     Claire rolls her eyes and turns away in disgust.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Oh, Claire...would you ever consider
               dating a guy like this?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Can't you just leave me alone?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               I mean if he had a great personality
               and was a good dancer and had a cool
               car...Although you'd probably have
               to ride in the back seat 'cause his
               nuts would ride shotgun.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               You know what I wish I was doing?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Op, watch what you say, Brian here
               is a cherry.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               A cherry?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               I wish I was on a plane to France.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               I'm not a cherry.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>                    (to Brian)
               When have you ever gotten laid?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               I've laid, lotsa times!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Name one!

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               She lives in Canada, met her at
               Niagra Falls.  You wouldn't know
               her.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Ever laid anyone around here.

     Brian shushes Bender and points at Claire whos back is
     still turned.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>                    Oh, you and Claire, did it!

     Claire spins around.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>              What are you talking about?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>                    (to Claire)
               Nothin', nothin!
                    (to Bender)
               Let's just drop it, we'll talk about
               it later!

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               No!  Drop what, what're you talking
               about?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Well, Brian's trying to tell me that
               in addition to the number of girls
               in the Niagra Falls area, that
               presently you and he are, riding
               the hobby horse!

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (to Brian)
               Little pig!

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               No I'm not!  I'm not!  John said I
               was a cherry and I said I wasn't,
               that's it, that's all that was said!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Well then what were you motioning to
               Claire for?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               You know I don't appreciate this
               very much, Brian.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               He is lying!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Oh you weren't motioning to Claire?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               You know he's lying, right?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Were you or were you not motioning
               to Claire?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Yeah, but it was only...was only
               because I didn't want her to know
               that I was a virgin, okay?

     Bender just stares at him.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Excuse me for being a virgin, I'm
               sorry...

     Claire laughs.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Why didn't you want me to know you
               were a virgin?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Because it's personal business, it's
               my personal, private business.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Well Brian, it doesn't sound like
               you're doing any business...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               I think it's okay for a guy to be a
               virgin...

     Bender looks suprised.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               You do?

     Claire smiles and nods.
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>18.  INT. LIBRARY - DAY
</b>
     Later.

     Everybody has lunches now.

     Claire begins to take hers out of a small shopping bag.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               What's in there?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Guess, where's your lunch?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               You're wearing it...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               You're nauseating...

     Bender grabs a Coke and tosses it over to Allison who
     catches it without even looking up.

     Bender then watches Claire set up a sushi platter.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               What's that?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Sushi...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Sushi?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Rice, uh, raw fish and seaweed.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               You won't accept a guys tongue in
               your mouth and you're gonna eat
               that?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Can I eat?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               I don't know...give it a try...

     We now watch Andrew take a couple sandwiches out of his
     bag, a bag of potato chips, an apple, a banana, a bag
     of cookies and a carton of milk.

     Allison opens her Coke and it fizzes over.  She loudly
     slurps it up off the table and her fingers.

     Andrew sees Bender looking at him.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               What's your problem?

     Allison opens her sandwich and and tosses the meat up.
     It lands on the sculpture above.

     She opens some pixie stix and pours the sugar on the
     sandwich and then puts Cap'n Crunch on top of that.
     She crushes the sandwich together and loudly eats it.

     Bender goes over and sits by Brian, Bender takes
     Brian's bag lunch.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               What're we having?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Uh, it's your standard, regular
               lunch I guess...

     Bender reaches in the bag and pulls out a thermos.  He
     sets it on the table and points at it.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Milk?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Soup.

     Bender goes in again and pulls out a juice box.
     Brian reaches toward the bag and Bender slaps his hand.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               That's apple juice...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               I can read!  PB & J with the crusts
               cut off...Well Brian, this is a
               very nutritous lunch, all the food
               groups are represented.  Did your
               mom marry Mr. Rogers?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Uh, no, Mr. Johnson...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Ahhh....

     Andrew and Claire smile at each other.  Bender stands.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Here's my impression of life at big
               Bri's house...
                    (in a loud and friendly voice)
               Son!
                    (in a kiddie voice)
               Yeah Dad?
                    (loud)
               How's your day, pal?
                    (kiddie)
               Great Dad, how's yours?
                    (loud)
               Super, say son, how'd you like to go
               fishing this weekend?
                    (kiddie)
               Great Dad, but I've got homework to
               do!
                    (loud)
               That's alright son, you can do it,
               on the boat!
                    (kiddie)
               Geee!!!
                    (loud)
               Dear, isn't our son swell?
                    (quiet and motherly)
               Yes Dear, isn't life swell?

     Bender mimes mother kissing father and then father
     kissing mother and then father punching mother in the
     face.

     Suddenly it's not so funny anymore.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Alright, what about your family?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Oh, mine?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               That's real easy!

     Bender stands again and points forward.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>                    (as his father)
               Stupid, worthless, no good, God
               damned, freeloading, son of a bitch,
               retarded, bigmouth, know it all,
               asshole, jerk!
                       (as his mother)
               You forgot ugly, lazy and
               disrespectful.

     Bender slams his hand back to slap his invisable
     mother.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>                    (as his father)
               Shut up bitch!  Go fix me a turkey
               pot pie!
                    (as himself)
               What about you Dad?
                    (as his father)
               Fuck you!
                    (as himself)
               No, Dad, what about you?
                    (as his father)
               Fuck you!
                    (as himself--yelling)
               No, Dad, what about you?
                    (as his father--yelling)
               Fuck you!

     He reaches out and pretend he's his father hitting him.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Is that for real?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>                    (to Brian)
               You wanna come over sometime?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               That's bullshit.  It's all part of
               your image, I don't believe a word
               of it.

     Bender actually looks hurt.

<b>                     BENDER
</b>               You don't believe me?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               No...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               No?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Did I stutter?

     Bender comes over to Andrew and rolls up his right
     sleeve to reveal a circular shaped burn.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Do you believe this?  Huh?  It's
               about the size of a cigar...Do I
               stutter?  You see, this is what you
               get in my house when you spill paint
               in the garage.

     Bender begins to walk away.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               See I don't think that I need to
               sit here with you fuckin' dildos anymore!

     Bender walks over to a map table and throws all the
     maps on the floor.  He climbs up on top of the table and
     then up to the second floor balcony.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (to Andrew)
               You shouldn't have said that!

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               How would I know, I mean he lies
               about everything anyway!
<b>                                                 CUT TO:
</b>
<b>19. INT. VERNON'S OFFICE - DAY
</b>
     Vernon puts an orange in his mouth and then attempts to
     pour coffee out of his thermos.  The top comes off and
     the coffee goes all over his desk.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Oh, shit!
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>20. INT. HALLWAY - DAY
</b>
     Vernon walks into the hallway, talking to himself.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Coffee...looks like they scrape it
               off the bottom of the Mississippi
               river.  Everything's polluted,
               everything's polluted...the coffee.

     Bender comes out of the library doors followed
     bye veryone else.

     Bender and Claire are walking next to each other.
     Brian and Andrew are walking next to each other and at the
     end of the line, Allison is following.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (to Bender)
               How do you know where Vernon went?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               I don't...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Well then, how do you know when he'll
               be back?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               I don't...being bad feels pretty
               good, huh?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>                    (to Andrew)
               What's the point in going to Bender's
               locker?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Beats me...

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               This is so stupid...Why do you think,
               why are we risking getting caught?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               I dunno...

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               So then what are we doing?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               You ask me one more question and I'm
               beating the shit out of you!

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Sorry...

     Bender opens his locker.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Slob!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               My maid's on vacation.

     Bender pulls out a bag of marijuana.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Drugs...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>              Screw that Bender...put it back!

     Bender walks away.

<b>                         BRIAN
</b>               Drugs...the boy had marijuana.

     Claire walks after Bender.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               That was marijuana!

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Shut up!

     Andrew follows the other two.  Brian looks at Allison
     who is standing there with her mouth open.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Do you approve of this?

     Brian turns and leaves.  Allison steals the lock off of
     Bender's locker.

     We see the crowd walking down the hall.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               We'll cross through the lab, and
               then we'll double back.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               You better be right, if Vernon cuts
               us off it's your fault, asshole!

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>                    (to Claire)
               What'd he say?  Where're we going?

     They see Vernon down one of the halls.  We have various
     sequences of them running around and seeing Vernon
     until they stop.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Wait!  Wait, hold it!  Hold it!  We
               have to go through the cafeteria!

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               No, the activities hall.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Hey man, you don't know what you're
               talking about!

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               No you don't know what you're
               talking about!

     Allison squeaks.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Now we're through listening to you,
               we're going this way.

     They all go Andrew's way and run into a hall closed by
     an iron gate.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Shit!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Great idea Jagoff!

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Fuck you!

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (to Andrew)
               Fuck you!  Why didn't you listen to
               John?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               We're dead!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               No, just me!

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               What do you mean?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Get back to the library, keep your
               unit on this!

     Bender puts his bag of marijuana into Brian's
     underwear.

     Bender runs away singing loudly.  I wanna be an
     airborne ranger...

     We see Vernon hear Bender.

     The rest of them run.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               That son of a bitch!

     We see Vernon looking for Bender until he finds him in
     the gym.

     Bender is going up for a basket.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Three...two...one!

     He dunks the ball.  Vernon enters.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Bender!  Bender!  Bender!  What is
               this?  What are you doing here, what
               is this?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Oh, hi!

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Out!  That's it Bender!  Out, it's
               over!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Don't you wanna hear my excuse?

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Out!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               I'm thinking of trying out for a
               scholarship.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Gimmie the ball, Bender.

     Bender fakes the ball at Vernon.  He then sets the ball
     down and rolls it at Vernon who kicks it back at him.

     They leave.
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>21. INT. LIBRARY - DAY
</b>
     The rest of the kids are all sitting back in their
     seats when Bender and Vernon enter.  Vernon pushes Bender.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Get your stuff, let's go!
                    (to everyone)
               Mr. Wiseguy here has taken it upon
               himself to go to the gymnasium.  I'm
               sorry to inform you, you're going to
               be without his services for the rest
               of the day.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>                    (to Vernon)
<b>               B-O-O H-O-O!
</b>
<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Everything's a big joke, huh Bender?
               The false alarm you pulled, Friday,
               false alarms are really funny,
               aren't they...What if your home,
               what if your family...
                    (a beat)
               ...what if your dope was on fire?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Impossible, sir...It's in Johnson's
               underwear...

     Andrew laughs.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>                    (to Andrew)
               You think he's funny?  You think
               this is cute?  You think he's
               bitchin', is that it?  Lemme tell
               you something.  Look at him, he's a
               bum.
                    (to everybody)
               You wanna see something funny?  You
               go visit John Bender in five years!
               You'll see how God damned funny he
               is!
                    (to Bender)
               What's the matter, John?  You gonna
               cry?  Let's go...

     Vernon grabs Bender's shoulder.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Hey keep your fuckin' hands off me!
               I expect better manners from you,
               Dick!

     Bender takes his sunglasses out of his pocket and lays
     them in front of Andrew.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               For better hallway vision!

     Bender leaves but not before pushing stuff over on the
     way.
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>21. INT. CLOSET - DAY
</b>
     Vernon has put Bender in a closet and is in there
     talking to him.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               That's the last time, Bender.  That's
               the last time you ever make me look
               bad in front of those kids, do you
               hear me?  I make $31,000 dollars a
               year and I have a home and I'm not
               about to throw it away on some punk
               like you...But someday, man, 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, man, I'm
               gonna knock your dick in the dirt!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Are you threatening me?

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               What're you gonna do about it?  You
               think anybody's gonna believe you?
               You think anybody's gonna take your
               word over mine?  I'm a man of
               respect around here.  They love me
               around here, I'm a swell guy...you're
               a lying sack of shit!  And everybody
               knows it.  Oh, you're a real tough
               guy...come on, come on...get on your
               feet, pal!  Let's find out how
               tough you are!  I wanna know right
               now, how tough you are!  Come on!
               I'll give you the first punch, let's
               go!  Come on, right here, just take
               the first shot!  Please, I'm begging
               you, take a shot!  Come on, just
               take one shot, that's all I need,
               just one swing...

     Bender just sits there staring at Vernon.  Vernon fakes
     a punch and Bender flinches.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               That's what I though...you're a
               gutless turd!

     Vernon leaves and locks the closet door after him.
     Bender climbs into a hatch in the ceiling and
     disappears.
<b>                                                 CUT TO:
</b>
<b>22. INT. HEATING DUCT - DAY
</b>
     Bender is slowly crawling through a heating duct.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>                    (to himself)
               A naked blond walks into a bar, with
               a poodle under one arm and a two
               foot salami under the other.  She
               lays the poodle on the table.  Bar-
               tender says: "I suppose you won't
               be needing a drink."  The naked
               lady says...

     The ceiling under Bender gives and he falls through.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>                    (screaming)
               Oh shit!!!!
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>23. INT. FACILTY BATHROOM - DAY
</b>
     We see the door to the bathroom.  We hear Vernon
     inside.

<b>                         VERNON (OS)
</b>               Jesus Christ, allmighty!
<b>                                                  CUT TO
</b>
<b>24. INT. LIBRARY - DAY
</b>
     Bender walks down the stairs.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               I forgot my pencil...

     We hear Vernon in the hall.

<b>                         VERNON (OS)
</b>               God damnit!  What in God's name is
               going on in here?

     Vernon enters.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>              What was that ruckus?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Uh, what ruckus?

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               I was just in my office and I heard
               a ruckus!

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Could you describe the ruckus, sir?

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Watch your tongue young man, watch
               it!

     We see Bender under the table by Claire's legs.  He
     sits up and bangs his head on the table.  He groans.

     Above the table, Andrew and Claire try to take credit
     for the noise by making more noise.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               What is that?  What, what is that,
               what is that noise?

     Under the table, Bender looks between Claire's legs and
     can see her panties.  He puts his head between Claire's
     legs.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               What noise?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Really, sir, there wasn't any noise...

     Claire squeels.  She squeezes Bender's head between her
     knees.

     Everyone starts faking a coughing fit.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (flustered)
               That noise?  Was that the noise you
               were talking about?

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               No, it wasn't.  That was not the
               noise I was talking about.  Now, I
               may not have caught you in the act
               this time, but you can bet I will.

     Allison laughs at Vernon.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               You make book on that missy!
                    (to Claire)
               And you!  I will not be made a fool
               of!

     He turns and walks away.  We see that he still has the
     toilet seat cover stuck to his pants.
     Vernon leaves.

     Everyone laughs except Claire who lets Bender out to a
     barage of slaps.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               It was an accident!

<b>                           CLAIRE
</b>               You're an asshole!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               So sue me...

     Bender gets up and walks over to Brian.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               So, Ahab...Kybo Mein Doobage...

     Brian gives Bender his bag of marajuana.  Bender turns
     and walks away.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Yo waistoid...you're not gonna blaze
               up in here!

     Claire gets up and goes after him.  Then Brian.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Shit...

     Andrew goes.
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>25. INT. STAIRS - DAY
</b>
     We see Vernon go down the stairs.
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>26. INT. LIBRARY - DAY
</b>
     Brian, Bender and Claire are sitting in a circle and
     laughing hysterically.

     Bender lights Claire up and she coughs the smoke out.
     Brian laughs at her.  He exhales and tries to eat the
     smoke.  He talks in a really weird voice.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Chicks, cannot hold der smoke!  That's
               what it is!

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Do you know how popular I am?  I'm
               so popular, everybody loves me so
               much, at this school...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Poor baby.

     Brian waves Claire over to him and he falls over.

     We see Andrew emerge from a really smokey room.  He
     inhales another puff and then starts dancing to
     everybody's applause.

     He goes back in the room he was in.  He screams and it
     shatters the glass in the door.
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>27. INT. BASEMENT - DAY
</b>
     Vernon is glancing through the confidential files in
the
     school basement.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>                    (to himself)
               Mister, oh mister Tearney...a
               history of slight mental illness?
               Wooh, no wonder he's so fucked up!

     Carl enters.

<b>                             CARL
</b>               Afternoon, Dick...

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Hey Carl, how you doin'?

<b>                             CARL
</b>               Good...

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Good, what's up?

<b>                             CARL
</b>               Not much, what's happening, what
               are you doing in the basement files?

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Oh, nothin' nothin' here.  I'm just
               doin' a little homework here...

<b>                             CARL
</b>               Homework, huh?

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Yeah...

     Carl, laughing, comes over and looks at the files that
     Vernon was looking at.

<b>                             CARL
</b>               Confidential files...hmmm?

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Look, Carl...this is a highly
               sensitive area and I, I tell you
               something...certain people would be
               very very embarrassed.  I would really
               appreciate it if if if if this would
               be something that, that you and I
               could keep between us...

<b>                             CARL
</b>               What're you gonna do for me, man?

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Well, well what would you like?

<b>                             CARL
</b>               Got fifty bucks?

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               What?

<b>                             CARL
</b>               Fifty bucks...
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>28. INT. LIBRARY - DAY
</b>
     We see Andrew and Brian laughing.  Allison is hanging
     out over by the statue in the back of the library.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               No no man, no; you got a middle
               name?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Yeah, guess...

     Allison suddenly takes interest in the conversation and
     as she speaks, she moves over and sits next to the two.

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               Your middle name is Ralph, as in
               puke...

     Brian and Andrew look at her in confusion.

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               ...your birthday is March 12th,
               you're five-nine and a half you
               weigh a hundred and thirty pounds
               and your social security number is
<b>               0-4-9-3-8-0-9-1
</b>                    (a beat)
<b>               3.
</b>
     Andrew is impressed.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Wow!  Are you psychic?

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               No...

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Well would you mind telling me how
               you know all this about me?

     Allison reaches in her bag.

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               I stole your wallet...

     She produces it in her hands and grins.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Give it to me...

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               No...

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Give it!

     Allison reluctantly hands over the wallet and Brian
     glances through it to make sure nothing is missing.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               This is great...you're a thief too!
               Huh?

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               I'm not a thief!

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Multi-talented!

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               What's there to steal?  Two bucks
               and a beaver shot!

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               A what?

<b>                          ALLISON
</b>               He's got a nudie picture in there!
               I saw it, it's perverted!

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Alright, let's see it!

     We see Bender, he is brushing his teeth with one of
     Claire's cosmetic brushes.

     We see Claire looking through Bender's wallet pictures.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Are all these your girlfriends?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Some of them...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               What about the others?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Well, some I consider my girlfriends
               and some...I just consider...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Consider what?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Whether or not, I wanna hang out
               with them...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               You don't believe in just one guy,
               one girl?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Do you?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Yeah...that's the way it should be.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Well, not for me...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Why not?

     Bender clearly doesn't want to answer that.  He acts
     defensive.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               How come you got so much shit in
               your purse?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               How come you got so many
               girlfriends?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               I asked you first...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (shrugs)
               I dunno...I guess I never throw
               anything away.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Neither do I...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Oh...

     We cut back to where Andrew, Brian and Allison are
     sitting, Andrew is looking through Brian's wallet.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               This is the worst fake ID I've ever
               seen...

     Brian laughs.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Do you realize you made yourself
               sixty eight?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Oh, I know...I know, I goofed it...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               What do you need a fake ID for?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>                    (like it's obvious)
               So I can vote!

     Allison looks up suddenly.

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               You wanna see what's in my bag?

<b>                        BRIAN & ANDREW
</b>               No!

     Allison looks hurt and then resentful.  Just to spite
     them, she dumps the contents of her bag onto the couch.

     Lots of stuff comes out.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Holy shit!  What is all that stuff?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Do you always carry this much shit
               in your bag?

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               Yeah...I always carry this much shit
               ...in my bag...You never know when
               you may have to jam...

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Are you gonna be like a shopping
               bag lady?  You know like, sit in
               alleyways and like talk to buildings
               and wear men's shoes and that kinda
               thing?

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               I'll do what I have to do...

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Why do you have to do anything?

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>                    (with feeling)
               My home life is un...satisfying...

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               So you're saying you'd subject
               yourself to the violent dangers of
               the Chicago streets because your
               homelife is unsatisfying?

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               I don't have to run away and live
               in the street...I can run away and,
               go to the ocean, I can go to the
               country, I can go to the mountains.
               I can go to Israel, Africa,
               Afghanistan...

     Brian looks at her and then moves over to Andrew.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Andy...you wanna get in on this?
               Allison here says, she wants to run
               away, because her home life is
               unsatisfying...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Well everyone's home lives are un-
               satisfying...If it wasn't, people
               would live with there parents
               forever...

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Yeah, yeah I understand.  But I
               think that her's goes beyond, you
               know, what guys like you and me...
               consider normal unsatisfying...

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               Nevermind...forget it, everything's
               cool!

     Allison starts putting everything back in her purse.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               What's the deal?

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               No!  There's no deal, Sporto.
               Forget it, leave me alone.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Wait a minute, now you're carrying
               all that crap around in your purse.
               Either you really wanna run away or
               you want people to think you wanna
               run away.

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               Eat shit!

     Allison gets up and walks away.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               The girl is an island, with herself.
               Okay?

     Andrew gets up and goes after her.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Hi, you wanna talk?

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               No!

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Why not?

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               Go away...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Where do you want me to go?

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               GO away!

     Andrew turns away and Allison starts to cry.

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               You have problems...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Oh, I have problems?

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               You do everything everybody ever
               tells you to do, that is a problem!

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Okay, fine...but I didn't dump my
               purse out on the couch and invite
               people into my problems...Did I?
               So what's wrong?  What is it?  Is
               is bad?  Real bad?  Parents?

     Allison is silently crying.

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               Yeah...

     Andrew nods.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               What do they do to you?

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>              They ignore me...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Yeah...yeah...

     They both are crying silently.
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>29. INT. BASEMENT - DAY
</b>
     Vernon and Carl are sitting talking.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               What did you want to be when you
               were young?

<b>                             CARL
</b>               When I was a kid, I wanted to be
               John Lennon...

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               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.

<b>                             CARL
</b>               Aw bull shit, 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.

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               These kids turned on me...they think
               I'm a big fuckin' joke...

<b>                             CARL
</b>               Come on...listen Vern, if you were
               sixteen, what would you think of
               you, huh?

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               Hey...Carl, you think I give one
               rat's ass what these kids think of
               me?

<b>                             CARL
</b>               Yes I do...

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               You think about this...when you get
               old, these kids; when I get old,
               they're gonna be runnin' the country.

<b>                             CARL
</b>               Yeah?

<b>                            VERNON
</b>               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...

<b>                             CARL
</b>               I wouldn't count on it!

     Vernon ponders that statement for a moment.
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>30. INT. LIBRARY - DAY
</b>
     They are sitting on the floor in a circle.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               What would I do for a million bucks?
               Well, I guess I'd do as little as I
               had to...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               That's boring...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Well, how'm I s'posed to answer?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               The idea is to like search your mind
               for the absolute limit.  Like, uh,
               would you drive to school naked?

     Andrew laughs.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Um, uh...would I have to get out of
               the car?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Of course...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               In the spring, or winter?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               It doesn't matter...spring...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               In front of the school or in back
               of the school?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Either one...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Yes...

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               I'd do that!

     They all look at her.

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               I'll do anything sexual, I don't
               need a million dollars to do it
               either...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               You're lying...

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               I already have...I've done just
               about everything there is except a
               few things that are illegal...I'm a
               nymphomaniac!

     Claire rolls her eyes.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Lie...

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Are your parents aware of this?

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               The only person I told was my
               shrink...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               And what'd he do when you told him?

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               He nailed me...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Very nice...

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               I don't think that from a legal
               standpoint what he did can be
               construed as rape since I paid him.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               He's an adult!

     Allison is relishing this attention.

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               Yeah...he's married too!

     Claire notes her disgust.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Do you have any idea how completely
               gross that is?

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               Well, the first few times...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               First few times?  You mean he did it
               more than once?

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               Sure...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Are you crazy?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Obviously she's crazy if she's
               screwing her shrink...

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>                    (to Claire)
               Have you ever done it?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               I don't even have a psychiatrist...

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               Have you ever done it with a normal
               person?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Now, didn't we already cover this?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               You never answered the question...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Look, I'm not gonna discuss my
               private life with total strangers.

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               It's kind of a double-edged sword,
               isn't it?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               A what?

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               Well, if you say you haven't...
               you're a prude.  If you say you
               have...you're a slut!  It's a trap.
               You want to but you can't but when
               you do you wish you didn't, right?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Wrong...

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               Or, are you a tease?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               She's a tease...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Oh why don't you just forget it...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               You're a tease and you know it, all
               girls are teases!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>                    (to Andrew)
               She's only a tease if what she does
               gets you hot...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               I don't do anything!

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               That's why you're a tease...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Okay, lemme ask you a few questions.

     Allison is suddenly defensive.

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               I've already told you everything!

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               No!  Doesn't it bother you to sleep
               around without being in love.  I
               mean don't you want any respect?

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               I don't screw to get respect...That's
               the difference between you and me...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Not the only difference, I hope.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Face it, you're a tease.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               I'm not a tease!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Sure you are!  You said it yourself
               sex is a weapon, you use it to get
               respect!

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               No, I never said that, she twisted
               my words around.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Oh then what do you use it for?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               I don't use it period!

     Claire is on the verge of tears.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Oh, are you medically frigid or is
               it psychological?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               I didn't mean it that way!  You guys
               are putting words into my mouth!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Well if you'd just answer the
               question...

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Why don't you just answer the
               question?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Be honest...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               No big deal...

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Yeah, answer it!

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Answer the question, Claire!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Talk to us!

<b>                       ANDREW & BRIAN
</b>               Come on, answer the question!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               It's easy, it's only one question!

     Claire silences all of them by screaming.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (screaming)
               No!  I never did it!

     Silence for two beats.

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               I never did it either, I'm not a
               nymphomaniac...I'm a compulsive
               liar...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               You are such a bitch!  You did that
               on purpose just to fuck me over!

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               I would do it though...If you love
               someone it's okay...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               I can't believe you, you're so
               weird.  You don't say anything all
               day and then when you open your
               mouth...you unload all these
               tremendous lies all over me!

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               You're just pissed off because she
               got you to admit something you didn't
               want to admit to...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Okay, fine, but that doesn't make it
               any less bizarre...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               What's bizarre?  I mean we're all
               pretty bizarre!  Some of us are just
               better at hiding it, that's all.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (to Andrew)
               How are you bizarre?

     Allison decides to field that question.

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               He can't think for himself...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               She's right...do you guys know what,
               uh, what I did to get in here?  I
               taped Larry Lester's buns together.

     Claire laughs.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>                    (to Andrew)
               That was you?

<b>                           ANDREW
</b>                    (to Brian)
               Yeah, you know him?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Yeah, I know him...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Well then you know how hairy he is,
               right?  Well, when they pulled the
               tape off, most of his hair came off
               and some, some skin too...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Oh my God...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               And the bizarre thing is, is that
               I did it for my old man...I
               tortured this poor kid, because I
               wanted him to think that I was cool.
               He's always going off about, you
               know, when he was in school...all
               the wild things he used to do.  And
               I got the feeling that he was
               disappointed that I never cut loose
               on anyone, right...So, I'm...I'm
               sitting in the locker room, and I'm
               taping up my knee.  And Larry's
               undressing a couple lockers down
               from me.  Yeah...he's kinda...
               he's kinda skinny, weak.  And I
               started thinking about my father,
               and his attitude about weakness.
               And the next thing I knew, I uh, I
               jumped on top of him and started
               wailing on him...And my friends,
               they just laughed and cheered me on.
               And afterwards, when I was sittin'
               in Vernon's office, all I could
               think about was Larry's father. And
               Larry havin' to go home and...and
               explain what happened to him.  And
               the humiliation...fucking
               humiliation he mustuv felt.  It
               mustuv been unreal...I mean,
                    (he's crying)
               I mean, how do you apologize for
               something like that?  There's no
               way...it's all because of me and
               my old man.  Oh God, I fucking hate
               him!  He's like this...he's like
               this mindless machine that I can't
               even relate to anymore..."Andrew,
               you've got to be number one!  I
               won't tolerate any losers in this
               family...Your intensity is for shit!
               Win.  Win!  WIN!!!"  You son of a
               bitch!  You know, sometimes, I wish
               my knee would give...and I wouldn't
               be able to wrestle anymore.  And he
               could forget all about me...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               I think your old man and my old man
               should get together and go bowling.

     Andrew laughs briefly.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               It's like me, you know, with my
               grades...like, when I, when I
               step outside myself kinda, and
               when I, when I look in at myself
               you know?  And I see me and I don't
               like what I see, I really don't.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               What's wrong with you?  Why don't
               you like yourself?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               'Cause I'm stupid...'cause I'm failing
               shop.  See we had this assignment,
               to make this ceramic elephant, and
               um...and we had eight weeks to do
               it and we're s'posed ta, and it was
               like a lamp, and when you pull the
               trunk the light was s'posed to go
               on...my light didn't go on, I got a
               F on it.  Never got a F in my life...
               When I signed up, you know, for the
               course I mean.  I thought I was
               playing it real smart, you know.
               'Cause I thought, I'll take shop,
               it'll be such an easy way to
               maintain my grade point average...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Why'd you think it'd be easy?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Have you seen some of the dopes that
               take shop?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               I take shop...you must be a fuckin'
               idiot!

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               I'm a fuckin' idiot because I can't
               make a lamp?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               No, you're a genius because you
               can't make a lamp...

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               What do you know about Trigonometry?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               I could care less about
               Trigonometry...

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Bender, did you know without
               Trigonometry there'd be no
               engineering?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Without lamps, there'd be no light!

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>              Okay so neither one of you is any
               better than the other one...

     Allison feels left out.

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               I can write with my toes!  I can
               also eat, brush my teeth...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               With your feet?

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               ...play Heart & Soul on the piano.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               I can make spaghetti!

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (to Andrew)
               What can you do?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               I can...uh...tape all your buns
               together...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               I wanna see what Claire can do!

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               I can't do anything.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Now, everybody can do something...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               There's one thing I can do, no
               forget it, it's way too embarrassing.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               You ever seen Wild Kingdom?  I mean
               that guy's been doing that show for
               thirty years.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Okay, but you have to swear to God
               you won't laugh...I can't believe
               I'm actually doing this...

     Claire takes lipstick out and opens it.  She places it
     between her breasts and applies it from her cleavage.

     When she lifts her head, her lipstick is perfect.

      Everyone claps.  Bender's clap is sarcastic and slow.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               All right, great!  Where'd you learn
               to do that?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Camp, seventh grade...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               That was great, Claire...my image of
               you is totally blown...

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               You're a shit!  Don't do that to her
               you swore to God you wouldn't laugh!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Am I laughing?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               You fucking prick!

     Bender turns to Andrew.  As he speaks, we can see his
     words hitting home.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               What do you care what I think,
               anyway?  I don't even count, right?
               I could disappear forever and it
               wouldn't make any difference...I may
               as well not even exist at this
               school, remember?
                    (he turns to Claire)
               And you...don't like me anyway!

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               You know, I have just as many
               feelings as you do and it hurts
               just as much when somebody steps
               all over them!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               God, you're so pathetic!
                    (furious)
               Don't you ever...ever!  Compare
               yourself to me!  Okay?  You got
               everything, and I got shit!  Fuckin'
               Rapunzel, right?  School would
               probably fucking shut down if you
               didn't show up!  "Queenie isn't
               here!"  I like those earrings Claire.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (quietly)
               Shut up...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Are those real diamonds, Claire?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (angry)
               Shut up!

<b>                    BENDER                       CLAIRE
</b>          I bet they are...did you
          work, for the money               Shut...
          for those earrings?                   Your mouth!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Or did your daddy buy those?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (furious)
               Shut up!

     Claire starts crying.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               I bet he bought those for you!  I
               bet those are a Christmas gift!
               Right?  You know what I got for
               Christmas this year?  It was a
               banner fuckin' year at the old
               Bender family!  I got a carton of
               cigarettes.  The old man grabbed me
               and said "Hey!  Smoke up Johnny!"
               Okay, so go home'n cry to your
               daddy, don't cry here, okay?

     There are a few beats.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               My God, are we gonna be like our
               parents?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Not me...ever...

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               It's unavoidable, it just happens.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               What happens?

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               When you grow up, your heart dies.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Who cares?

     Allison is on the verge of tears herself.

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               I care...

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Um, I was just thinking, I mean.  I
               know it's kind of a weird time, but
               I was just wondering, um, what is
               gonna happen to us on Monday?  When
               we're all together again?  I mean I
               consider you guys my friends, I'm
               not wrong, am I?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               No...

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               So, so on Monday...what happens?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Are we still friends, you mean?
               If we're friends now, that is?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Yeah...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Do you want the truth?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Yeah, I want the truth...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               I don't think so...

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               Well, do you mean all of us or just
               John?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               With all of you...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               That's a real nice attitude, Claire!

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Oh, be honest, Andy...if Brian came
               walking up to you in the hall on
               Monday, what would you do?  I mean
               picture this, you're there with all
               the sports.  I know exactly what
               you'd do, you'd say hi to him and
               when he left you'd cut him all up
               so your friends wouldn't think you
               really liked him!

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               No way!

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               'Kay, what if I came up to you?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Same exact thing!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>                    (furious and screaming at Claire)
               You are a bitch!

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Why?  'Cause I'm telling the truth,
               that makes me a bitch?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               No!  'Cause you know how shitty that
               is to do to someone!  And you don't
               got the balls to stand up to your
               friends and tell 'em that you're
               gonna like who you wanna like!

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Okay, what about you, you hypocrite!
               Why don't you take Allison to one of
               your heavy metal vomit parties?  Or
               take Brian out to the parking lot at
               lunch to get high?  What about Andy
               for that matter, what about me?
               What would your friends say if we
               were walking down the hall together.
               They'd laugh their asses off and
               you'd probably tell them you were
               doing it with me so they'd forgive
               you for being seen with me.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>                    (furious once again)
               Don't you ever talk about my
               friends!  You don't know any of my
               friends, you don't look at any of my
               friends and you certainly wouldn't
               condescend to speak to any of my
               friends so you just stick to the
               things you know, shopping, nail
               polish, your father's BMW and your
               poor--rich--drunk mother in the
               Carribean!

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (furious and sobbing)
               Shut up!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               And as far as being concerned about
               what's gonna happen when you and I
               walk down the hallways at school,
               you can forget it!  'Cause it's never
               gonna happen!  Just bury your head
               in the sand...and wait for your
               fuckin' prom!

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               I hate you!

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Yeah?  Good!

     There is silence until Brian speaks.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Then I assume Allison and I are
               better people than you guys, huh?
               Us weirdos...
                    (to Allison)
               Do you, would you do that to me?

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               I don't have any friends...

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Well if you did?

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               No...I don't think the kind of
               friends I'd have would mind...

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               I just wanna tell, each of you,
               that I wouldn't do that...I wouldn't
               and I will not!  'Cause I think that's
               real shitty...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Your friends wouldn't mind because
               they look up to us...

     Brian laughs at her.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               You're so conceited, Claire.  You're
               so conceited.  You're so, like, full
               of yourself, why are you like that?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (crying again)
               I'm not saying that to be conceited!
               I hate it!  I hate having to go
               along with everything my friends say!

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Well then why do you do it?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               I don't know, I don't...you don't
               understand..you don't.  You're not
               friends with the same kind of people
               that Andy and I are friends with!
               You know, you just don't understand
               the pressure that they can put on
               you!

     Brian is shocked.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               I don't understand what?  You think
               I don't understand pressure, Claire?
               Well fuck you!  Fuck you!

     Brian hides his head in his arm because he is crying.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Know why I'm here today?  Do you?
               I'm here because Mr. Ryan found a
               gun in the locker...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Why'd you have a gun in your locker?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               I tried.  You pull the fuckin' trunk
               on it and the light's s'posed to go
               on...and it didn't go on, I mean,
<b>               I...
</b>
<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               What's the gun for Brian?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Just forget it...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               You brought it up, man!

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               I can't have an F, I can't have it
               and I know my parents can't have it!
               Even if I aced the rest of the
               semester, I'm still only a B.  And
               everything's ruined for me!

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (with pity)
               Oh Brian...

     Brian bashes a chair over.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               So I considered my options, you
               know?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               No!  Killing yourself is not an
               option!

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Well I didn't do it, did I?  No, I
               don't think so!

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               It was a hand gun?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               No, it was a flare gun, went off
               in my locker.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Really?

     Andrew starts to laugh.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               It's not funny...

     They all start to laugh, including Brian.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Yes it is...fuckin' elephant was
               destroyed!

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               You wanna know what I did to get in
               here?  Nothing...I didn't have
               anything better to do.

     Everyone laughs.

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               You're laughing at me...

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               No!

     Allison starts to laugh too.

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               Yeah you are!
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>31. INT. LIBRARY - DAY
</b>
     Later.

     We see Brian putting a record on and then music starts.

     We see them all dancing.  This goes on for the duration
     of the song.
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>32. INT. HEATING DUCT - DAY
</b>
     We see Bender crawling back through the heating duct.
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>33. INT. LIBRARY - DAY
</b>
     Andrew, Allison, Claire and Brian are sitting, in that
     order on the railing.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Brian?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Yeah?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Are you gonna write your paper?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Yeah, why?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Well, it's kinda a waste for all of
               us to write our paper, don't you
               think?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Oh, but that's what Vernon wants us
               to do...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               True, but I think we'd all kinda
               say the same thing.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               You just don't want to write your
               paper...Right?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               True, but, you're the smartest,
               right?

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>                    (with pride)
               Oh, well...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               We trust you...

     Brian glances over at Allison and Andrew who nod in
     approval.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Yeah...

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               All right, I'll do it...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Great...

     Claire looks at Allison who looks back.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>                    (to Allison)
               Come on...

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               Where're we going?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Come on!

     We see Claire putting eye make-up on Allison.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Don't be afraid.

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               Don't stick that in my eye!

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               I'm not sticking it, just close...
               just go like that...

     Claire closes her eyes.  Allison mimics her.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Good...

     Claire puts the make-up on her and Allison squeals.

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               You know you really do look a lot
               better without all that black shit
               on your eyes...

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               Hey...I like that black shit...

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               This looks a lot better...look up.

     We see Brian thinking about what he's going to write.

     We see Andrew just thinking.

     We see Allison and Claire again.  Claire is still
     putting make-up on Allison.

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               Please, why're you being so nice to
               me?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               'Cause you're letting me.

     We see Brian begin to write.

     We see Andrew, still deep in thought.
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>34. INT. CLOSET - DAY
</b>
     We see Bender, in the closet once again.  Claire opens
     the door and enters.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               You lost?

     Claire stares at him.

     Bender smiles.

     Claire smiles.
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>35. INT. LIBRARY - DAY
</b>
     Brian is busily preparing the essay.

     Andrew looks up and sees the newly made over Allison
     and is in awe.

     Allison walks towards him and stops when she notices
     Brian staring at her with his mouth open.

     She glares at him.

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Cool!

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>                    (smiling)
               Thank you!
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>36. INT. CLOSET - DAY
</b>
     Claire kisses Bender, then she breaks the kiss.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Why'd you do that?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               'Cause I knew you wouldn't.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               You know how you said before, how
               your parents used you to get back
               at each other...wouldn't I be
               outstanding in that capacity?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Were you really disgusted about
               what I did with my lipstick?

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               Truth?

<b>                            CLAIRE
</b>               Truth...

     Bender nods and speaks at the same time.

<b>                            BENDER
</b>               No...
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>37. INT. LIBRARY - DAY
</b>
     We see Brian lift up his paper and kiss it.

     We see Andrew and Allison.

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               What happened to you?

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>        Why?  Claire did it!  What's wrong?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>               Nothing's wrong, it's just so
               different.  I can see your face.

<b>                           ALLISON
</b>               Is that good or bad?

<b>                            ANDREW
</b>                    (laughing)
               It's good!

     Allison smiles.

     We see Brian laugh and give himself a congratulatory
     punch in the arm.
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>38. INT. HALLWAY - DAY
</b>
     The five are walking down the hall where they are met
     by Carl, sweeping up.  Brian nods at him.

<b>                             CARL
</b>               See ya Brian...

<b>                            BRIAN
</b>               Hey Carl...

<b>                            BENDER
</b>                    (to Carl)
               See you next Saturday...

<b>                             CARL
</b>               You bet!
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>39. EXT. PARKING LOT - DAY
</b>
     Brian gets into his dads car and leaves.
     Andrew and Allison kiss, Allison rips a patch off
     Andrews jacket and gets into the car.

     Andrew's dad arrives and looks at him, then at Allison.

    Andrew gets into the car and they drive off.

     We see Claire take out one of her diamond earrings
     and put it into Benders hand.  They kiss and she gets
     into her car.  She leaves.

     We see Bender put the earring in his ear.
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>40. INT. LIBRARY - DAY
</b>
     We see Vernon pick up Brian's essay and begin to read.

<b>                          BRIAN (VO)
</b>               Dear Mr. Vernon, we accept the fact
               that we had to sacrifice a whole
               Saturday in detention for whatever
               it was we did wrong.  But we think
               you're crazy to make 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.
<b>                                                  CUT TO:
</b>
<b>41. EXT. FOOTBALL FIELD - DAY
</b>
     We see Bender walking towards us as Brian's monologue
     continues.

<b>                          BRIAN (VO)
</b><b>                    (CONT'D)
</b>               But what we found out is that each
               one of us is a brain...

<b>                        ANDREW (VO)
</b>               ...and an athlete...

<b>                         ALLISON (VO)
</b>               ...and a basket case...

<b>                         CLAIRE (VO)
</b>               ...a princess...

<b>                         BENDER (VO)
</b>               ...and a criminal...

<b>                          BRIAN (VO)
</b>               Does that answer your question?
               Sincerely yours, the Breakfast Club.

     We see Bender walking across the football field
     as he thrusts his fist into the air in a silent cheer
     and freezes there.

                      The Breakfast Club
                             Starring...
          Andrew Clark.............Emilio Estevez
          Richard Vernon...........Paul Gleason
          Brian Johnson............Anthony Michael Hall
          Carl.....................John Kapelos
          John Bender..............Judd Nelson
          Claire Standish..........Molly Ringwald
          Allison Reynolds.........Ally Sheedy


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What do Brian's parents put pressure on him for?
What do Brian s parents put pressure on him for ?
For Brian to get high grades.
For Brian to get high grades .
Excellent grades
Excellent grades