The Breakfast Club
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Bender: Remember how you said your parents use you to get back at each other?
Claire Standish: [nods]
Bender: Wouldn't I be OUTSTANDING in that capacity?
Claire Standish: So academic clubs aren't the same as other kinds of clubs.
John Bender: Ah... but to dorks like him, they are. What do you guys do in your club?
Brian Johnson: Well, in physics we... we talk about physics, properties of physics.
John Bender: So it's sorta social, demented and sad, but social. Right?
Weird Science
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Wyatt: Hi Chet.
Chet: [Grabs Wyatt] What the hell is going on around here?
Wyatt: It was an accident Chet.
Chet: An accident? An accident? Do you realize it's snowing in my room goddammit!
Garry: Maybe it was a dream, you know, a very weird, bizarre, vivid, erotic, wet, detailed dream. Maybe we have malaria.
Lisa: If you ever get the chance, shower with them. I did. Mmm, it's a mindscrambler.
Wyatt: Garry, don't you feel like a chicken?
Garry: Wyatt, if I could shoot an egg out my ass right now, I would! Look we can deal with shame, death is a much deeper issue.
National Lampoons Vacation
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[after driving off the road]
Ellen Griswold: I think I broke my nose.
Rusty Griswold: I stabbed my brain.
Audrey Griswold: I just got my period.
Sixteen Candles (my all-time favorite)
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Samantha: Donger's here for five hours, and he's got somebody. I live here my whole life, and I'm like a disease.
The Geek: This information cannot leave this room. Ok? It would devastate my reputation as a dude.
The Geek: Relax, would you? We have seventy dollars and a pair of girls underpants. We're safe as kittens.
[on the phone to the police]
Howard: What was he wearing? Well, uh, let's see, he was wearing a red argyle sweater, and tan trousers, and red shoes... No, he's not retarded.
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