The Breakfast Club is the most iconic movie of all time, and I will fight anyone who says otherwise
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(MR. HEERE is sitting in his kitchen, watching the news story on the fire. JEREMY enters, causing his father to look up.)
MR. HEERE (SPOKEN)
A house party?!
Mr. Heere seemed taken aback by hearing his own voice.
You took my car to a house party?! And the house burnt down?!
"What, were you on Jenna's text blast?" Christine joked.
"Yes," Mr. Heere responded.
"What?"
"What?"
JEREMY (SPOKEN)
Wait, what are you talking about?
MR. HEERE (SPOKEN)
It's all over the news! It said people got hurt! You could've been hurt! What were you thinking?!
JEREMY (SPOKEN)
I, uh—
THE SQUIP (SPOKEN)
Disengage.
(JEREMY whips out his phone, ignoring his father.)
Rich scoffed. "Dickhead."
"Heh. Dick."
"Michael, no."
MR. HEERE (SPOKEN)
Hey, don't hide behind your phone! I'm worried about you, son!
Rich felt his heart sink. He wanted his dad to treat him like that.
You come and go with this new attitude and these new clothes, and I don't even recognize you anymore.
Jeremy looked down in shame.
Look, I know things haven't been easy without your mother. But I'm still your buddy...buddy. So just tell me what's going on.
"Be my dad," Jake said.
"Okay, sure."
"Sweet."
THE SQUIP (SPOKEN)
Tell him the truth.
JEREMY (SPOKEN)
I...took a pill sized supercomputer called a Squip, and it's in my brain, and—
MR. HEERE (SPOKEN)
Hey, I'm trying to be serious!
JEREMY (SPOKEN)
(laughing) Well try harder!
"Don't talk to my dad like that!" Rich shouted.
Michael eyed Rich who was sitting on Jake's lap. "Incest."
"What?"
"You heard me."
MR. HEERE (SPOKEN)
Excuse me?
