Hi my name is Virgilia Renne Scott. But everyone calls me Jill. I'm 19 years old I will be 20 in a coulple of months. I am new to this site. I've written fanfition before but I have never submitted it online. I was kind of shy about having other people read my work. I was worried that they wouldn't like it. But I got over it. I figured if they don't like it thats okay. It doesn't bother me.

My Favorite books are:

The Outsiders

Desperation

Geralds Game

My Favorite Movies are:

The Outsiders

The Breakfast Club

Footloose

Back to the Future 1,2,3

Ferris Buller's Day off

The Goonies

Liar, Liar

Look who's Talking

My Cousin Vinny

Movie Qoutes:

The Breakfast Club

Bender: You know how you said before, how your parents use you to get back at each other? Wouldn't I be outstanding in that capacity?

Bender: Screws just fall out all the time, the world is an imperfect place.

Allison : Your middle name is Ralph, as in puke, your birthdate's March 12th, you're 5'9 and a half, you weigh 130 pounds and your social security number is 049380913.
Andrew : Wow! Are you psychic?
Allison : No.
Brian : Well, would you mind telling me how you know all this about me? Allison : I stole your wallet.

Andrew: If I lose my temper you're totalled, man.
John : Totally?
Andrew : Totally.

Bender: Does Barry Manilow know that you raid his wardrobe?

Bender: Hey, how come Andrew gets to get up? If he gets up, we'll all get up, it'll be anarchy

Vernon: What if your home... what if your family... what if your dope was on fire?
Bender: Impossible, sir. It's in Johnson's underwear.

Andrew: What do you need a fake I.D. for?
Brian: So I can vote!

Brian Johnson: Dear Mr. Vernon: We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it is we did wrong, but we think you're crazy for making us write 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. 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. Does that answer your question? Sincerely yours, The Breakfast Club.

Back To the Future

George McFly: Last night, Darth Vader came down from planet Vulcan and told me that if I didn't take Lorraine out that he'd melt my brain.

Lorraine's parents are talking about Marty McFly, Lorraine's future son
Stella Baines: He's a very strange young man.
Sam Baines: He's an idiot. Comes from upbringing. His parents are probably idiots too. Lorraine, if you ever have a kid that acts that way I'll disown you.

Marty McFly: Wait a minute, Doc, are you trying to tell me that my mother has got the hots for me?
Dr. Emmet Brown: Precisely.
Marty McFly: Whoa, this is heavy.
Dr. Emmet Brown: There's that word again; "heavy". Why are things so heavy in the future? Is there a problem with the earth's gravitational pull?

Doc Emmet L. Brown: The time-traveling is just too dangerous. Better that I devote myself to study the other great mystery of the universe: women

Doc Emmet Brown: Marty! What in the name of Sir Isaac H. Newton happened here?

Marty McFly: Is there a back way out of here?
Bartender: Sure.
Marty McFly: Where is it?
Bartender: Out the back.

Dr. Emmett 'Doc' L. Brown: The future is whatever you make it, so make it a good one.

Ferris Bueller's Day Off

Cameron: I am not going to sit on my ass as the events that affect me unfold to determine the course of my life. I'm going to take a stand. I'm going to defend it. Right or wrong, I'm going to defend it.

Cameron: You make me get out of bed, you make me come over here. You make me make a phony phone call to Edward Rooney? The man could squash my nuts into oblivion. And, and, and then, and then, you deliberately hurt my feelings.

Ferris: If you're not over here in fifteen minutes, you can find a new best friend.
Cameron: You've been saying that since the fifth grade.

Jeannie: thinking to herself Maybe I'm overreacting. Maybe Ferris isn't such a bad guy. After all, I got a car, he got a computer. But still, why should he get to do whatever he wants, whenever he wants? Why should everything work out for him? What makes him so goddamn special? spoken Screw him.

Ferris Bueller: Cameron's house is like a museum. It's very cold, and very beautiful, and you're not allowed to touch anything.

Ferris Bueller: The key to faking out the parents is the clammy hands. It's a good non-specific symptom. A lot of people will tell you that a phony fever is a dead lock, but if you get a nervous mother, you could land in the doctor's office. That's worse than school. What you do is, you fake a stomach cramp, and when you're bent over, moaning and wailing, you lick your palms. It's a little childish and stupid, but then, so is high school.

Calling the police about an intruder.
Jeannie: I am very cute, very alone and very protective of my body. I don't want it violated or killed, alright? pause Speak any English? slams down receiver DICKHEAD!

After faking out his parents.
Ferris: Incredible! One of the worst performances of my career and they never doubted it for a second.

The Goonies

Troy's dad: Is your mommy here?
"Brand" : No, sir. Actually, she's out at the market buying Pampers for all us kids.

The Fratellis are interrogating Chunk
Francis Fratelli: Tell us everything! Everything!
Lawrence "Chunk" Cohen: Everything. OK! I'll talk! In third grade, I cheated on my history exam. In fourth grade, I stole my uncle Max's toupee and I glued it on my face when I was Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade, I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog...When my mom sent me to the summer camp for fat kids and then they served lunch I got nuts and I pigged out and they kicked me out...But the worst thing I ever done -- I mixed a pot of fake puke at home and then I went to this movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket, climbed up to the balcony and then, t-t-then, I made a noise like this: hua-hua-hua-huaaaaaaa -- and then I dumped it over the side, all over the people in the audience. And then, this was horrible, all the people started getting sick and throwing up all over each other. I never felt so bad in my entire life.
Jake Fratelli: I'm beginning to like this kid, Ma!

Mikey: Goonies never say die

Liar Liar

Miranda: "ummm that was incredible. Was it good for you?"
Fletcher: "I've had better."

Fletcher: "You scratched my car!"
Motor Pool Guy: "That was already there."
Fletcher: "YOU LIAR! You know what I'm going to about this...Absolutely nothing, because if go to court, it'll just drain eight hours of my life I'll never get back, and you'll probably stiff me anyway. So I'm just going to moan and complain like some impotent jerk, and take it up the tailpipe."
Motor Pool Guy: "You've been here before, haven't you?"

Cop: "Do you know why I pulled you over?"
Fletcher: "Depends on how long you were following me."
Cop: "Let's start from the top."
Fletcher: "Here it goes: I sped. I followed too closely. I ran a stop sign. I almost hit a Chevy. I sped some more. I failed to yield at a crosswalk. I changed lanes at an intersection. I changed lanes without signaling while running a red light and SPEEDING!"
Cop: "Is that all?"
Fletcher: "No. ...I have unpaid parking tickets."

Secretary: "He knocked over another ATM. This time at knife point. He needs your legal advice."
Fletcher picking up phone and shouting: "Stop breaking the law, asshole!"

Fletcher: "Your honor, I object!"
Judge: "And why is that, Mr. Reed?"
Fletcher: "Because it's devastating to my case!"

Guy in the Washroom: "What're you doing?"
Fletcher: "I'm kicking my ass! Do you mind!"

Fletcher: "Why don't you go play in the office a minute. Sue someone for everything they've got."

My Cousin Vinny

Vinny: I object to this witness being called at this time. We've been given no prior notice he'd testify. No discovery of any tests he's conducted or reports he's prepared. And as the court is aware, the defense is entitled to advance notice of any witness who will testify, particularly those who will give scientific evidence, so that we may properly prepare for cross-examination, as well as give the defense an opportunity to have the witness's reports reviewed by a defense expert, who might then be in a position to contradict the veracity of his conclusions.
Judge Chamberlain Holler: Mr. Gambini?
Vinny: Yes sir?
Judge Chamberlain Holler: That is a lucid, intelligent, well-thought out objection.
Vinny: Thank you, your honor.
Judge Chamberlain Holler: Overruled.

Lisa: Imagine you're a deer. You're prancing around. You get thirsty. You spot a little brook. You put your little deer lips down to the clear water - BAM! A fuckin' bullet rips off part of your head! Your brains are lying on the ground in little bloody pieces. Now I ask you, do you give a fuck what kind of pants the son-of-a-bitch who shot you was wearing!

The Outsiders

Dallas: We gotta win that fight. I'm gonna get EVEN with those little Socs! Let's do it for Johnny, man. We're gonna do for Johnny!

Randy: You can't win. You know that, don't you? It doesn't matter if you whip us, you'll still be where you were before, at the bottom. And we'll still be the lucky ones at the top with all the breaks. It doesn't matter. Greasers will still be greasers and socs will still be socs. It doesn't matter.

Cherry: I hope I never see Dallas Winston again. If I do I'd... probably fall in love with him.

Two Bit: Shoot, this house ain't dirty. You ought to see my house.
Ponyboy: I have and if you had the sense of a billy goat, you'd clean your house up 'stead of bummin' 'round ours.
Two Bit: Shoot, if I did that, my mom would die of shock.

Cherry: Can't you leave us alone? BE NICE AND LEAVE US ALONE!
Dallas: I'm never nice. Can I interest you in a Coca-Cola or a 7-Up?
Cherry: GET LOST, HOOD!

Dallas: Man, I thought New York was the only place to end up in a murder rap, Jesus Christ!

Bob Shelton: You guys know what greasers are? White trash with long, greasy hair.
Ponyboy: You know what a soc is?
Bob Shelton: What?
Ponyboy: White trash with mustangs and madras.
spits at Bob

Steve: Beer for breakfast there, Two-Bit?

Dallas yells at a doctor after seeing Johnny die
Dallas: WHY DO YOU BOTHER HELPING PEOPLE, HUH? It doesen't do any good.

Steve: Hate to tell you this buddy, but you have to wear clothes to work. There's a law or something

Johnny: Stay gold, Ponyboy. Stay gold.

Ponyboy: Nature's first green is gold / her hardest hue to hold / her early leaves a flower / but only so an hour / then leaf sudsides to leaf / so Eden sank to grief / so dawn goes down to day / nothing gold can stay.