Breakfast club

Vernon: Well, well, here we are. I wanna congratulate you for being on time. Claire: [raises her hand; nervously] 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: [checks his watch] It is now 7:06. You have exactly 8 hours and 54 minutes to think about why you're here. Ponder the error of your ways. [John spits and catches saliva, and Claire gasps in disgust] [points at Claire] And you may not talk. [to Brian] You will not move from these seats. And you... [points at John, then snatches the chair from under his feet] ...will not sleep. All right, people, we're gonna try something a little different today. We are going to write an essay... of no less than a thousand words...describing to me who you think you are. John: This a test? Vernon: And when I say "essay", I mean "essay". I do not mean a single word repeated a thousand times. Is that clear, Mr. Bender? John: Crystal. Vernon: Good. Maybe you'll learn a little something about yourself. Maybe you'll even decide whether or not you care to return. Brian: [raises hand] Uh, yeah, you know, I can answer that right now, sir. You know, that'd be "no." [stands up] "No" for me, 'cause- Vernon: Sit down, Johnson. Brian: Thank you, sir. [sits back down] Vernon: My office...is right across that hall. Any monkey business is ill-advised. Any questions? [Pause; no one answers] John: Yeah, I got a question. Does Barry Manilow know that you raid his wardrobe? Vernon: I'll give you the answer to that question, Mr. Bender, next Saturday. [warningly] Don't mess with the bull, young man, you'll get the horns. [leaves] John: [about Vernon] That man...is a brownie hound. [33 seconds later, after he and the other students see and hear Allison biting her fingernails] If you keep eating your hand, you're not gonna be hungry for lunch. [Allison bites another fingernail, and spits it out] I've seen you before, you know.