Brightburn Quotes

[first lines]

Kyle Breyer: Are you okay?

Tori Breyer: Mm-hmm.

Kyle Breyer: Oh, I like this. Maybe this time we get lucky and make a baby?

Tori Breyer: Let's just have some fun.

Kyle Breyer: Oh, I like fun.

Tori Breyer: Just shut up and kiss me.

Brandon Breyer: Who am I?

Tori Breyer: You're our son.

Brandon Breyer: What is this? Where did I come from?

Tori Breyer: Listen, baby, I... I know it's been difficult for you lately, that you feel different from other kids. You *are* different. After your dad and I got married, we prayed for a baby for so long, to God, to the universe, to anyone that would listen. One night, one perfect night, someone listened.

Kyle Breyer: Maybe there is something wrong with Brandon. He may look like us. But... He's not like us!

Tori Breyer: I will never turn against our son.

Kyle Breyer: He's not our son! He's some *THING* We found in the forest

Tori Breyer: [slapping him] How fucking dare you say that! How fucking dare you say it! How fucking dare you say such a thing!

Brandon Breyer: Mom?

Tori Breyer: Brandon. Listen to me. I have never stopped loving you. I believe... I still believe you were a blessing that fell to this Earth. When we found you, you were so tiny and fragile. And all we could do was keep you safe. Whatever you've done, I know there is good inside you.

Brandon Breyer: I want to do good, Mom. I do.

Tori Breyer: And you will. You will always be my baby boy.

Caitlyn: He's a pervert.

Brandon Breyer: [incensed] Liar.

Brandon Breyer: [showing up in her bedroom] I want to tell you what learned tonight. I learned that I'm very special. You're one of the only people in the world that know how special I am. But someday... they will all know.

Caitlyn: My mom told me not to talk to you.

Brandon Breyer: [matter of fact] I'm gonna take care of that.

[Kyle refuses to let Brandon have the rifle Noah gives him for his birthday]

Brandon Breyer: Give it to me!

Kyle Breyer: I'm sorry, what'd you just say to me?

Brandon Breyer: I said...

[pounds his fist on the table]

Brandon Breyer: give it to me!

[Erica and two other diner patrons notice Brandon making a scene]

Tori Breyer: [whispering] Brandon.

Kyle Breyer: Okay, we are done here. We're not having ice cream. Thank you so much. Brandon, let's go.

[Kyle grabs onto Brandon and refuses to get up]

Kyle Breyer: Brandon, come on, let's go... Brandon? Up now!

Tori Breyer: [whispering] Brandon. Listen to your father.

Kyle Breyer: [as Brandon makes a mean face to his mother] We are leaving. Let's go!

Tori Breyer: [Tori and Brandon get up] Love you, guys.

Merilee McNichol: I love you. I'm sorry.

Tori Breyer: So fun!

Kyle Breyer: Let's go!

Tori Breyer: Thank you so much.

Merilee McNichol: Call me later.

[whispering]

Merilee McNichol: Okay, sorry.

Tori Breyer: Don't even worry about it.

Merilee McNichol: [whispering] I'm so sorry.

Tori Breyer: No. Yep. Bye. Ha-ha.

[Erica and two other diner patrons continue to stare at the family leaving as Erica makes a smirk]

Merilee McNichol: I love you guys! Babe, I told you.

Noah McNichol: You sure you want kids?

[Brandon is sitting in the waiting room while the adults talk in the principal's office]

Tori Breyer: Erica, he said he's sorry. It was an accident. They're just kids.

Erica: Did you see my daughter's hand? He's a goddamn animal is what he is.

Kyle Breyer: Okay, can we just calm down here Erica, please?

Erica: I want him in handcuffs and I want him gone.

Principal: We are taking action. He's going to be suspended for two days.

Erica: Suspended? Do your job. Arrest him!

Sheriff Deever: I'm sorry, ma'am. That's not your call.

Tori Breyer: After the suspension, he will be in regular sessions with our school guidance counselor, Miss Merilee.

Erica: His aunt. OH JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!

Principal: Right, now she's the only counselor...

Erica: You know what, her son was inside my daughter's bedroom last Saturday.

Kyle Breyer: He wasn't.

Erica: He's a pervert.

Kyle Breyer: He was camping with us.

Erica: He's sick!

Kyle Breyer: He was 30 miles from your house, okay Erica.

[we hear Erica mumbling as Tori and Brandon look at each other]

Erica: Do you even know who his real mother is?

Tori Breyer: I'm his real mother!

Erica: I meant whatever inbred psycho gave birth to him.

Kyle Breyer: Hey!

Tori Breyer: I know exactly what you meant. You're trash-talking a 12-year-old child lest you sleep better at night, Erica. Maybe you're the one who needs help.

[Tori and Kyle leave the office to collect Brandon]

Tori Breyer: [to Erica] Sorry about your daughter.

Tori Breyer: [to Brandon] Get up. Let's go.

[the family leaves with Brandon and Erica menacingly glaring at each other]

[Brandon spies on Noah and runs into the closest when Noah notices him]

Noah McNichol: Oh shit!

[walks into the closet, turns the light on, and takes off Brandon's mask]

Noah McNichol: Brandon? What the fuck are you doing?

Brandon Breyer: Aunt Merilee was helping me with my homework.

Noah McNichol: No, I mean what the fuck are doing in my closet wearing this creepy mask?

Brandon Breyer: It's not creepy.

Noah McNichol: You scared the shit out of me, you little weirdo.

[grabs onto Brandon's arm]

Noah McNichol: I'm taking you home.

[Noah drags Brandon out of the house]

Noah McNichol: This is fucking insane!

Brandon Breyer: I didn't do anything! Are you gonna tell my parents?

Noah McNichol: You're lucky if that's all I do.

[opens the passenger door on his truck]

Noah McNichol: Get in the truck.

Brandon Breyer: You shouldn't tell my parents.

[Noah walks to his driver's seat and notices that Brandon is not in the truck]

Noah McNichol: Brandon, get in the truck!

[Brandon puts on his mask, his eyes glow red when he's turned around, telepathically pushes Noah to the garage door, and disappears]

Noah McNichol: Oh shit!

[painfully rushes to his truck and drives away in fear]

Noah McNichol: WHAT THE FUCK?

Tori Breyer: Morning, baby.

[Brandon nods]

Tori Breyer: Um, listen there's something that we need to discuss with you and it's probably going to be hard to hear. Last night, your uncle Noah...

[hesitates]

Kyle Breyer: He died last night.

Brandon Breyer: [unmoved] Okay.

Tori Breyer: Brandon, do you understand? Your uncle Noah passed away. He's gone.

Brandon Breyer: I feel like you want to me to cry or something.

Tori Breyer: Do you want to cry?

Kyle Breyer: Brandon, we know you were at aunt Merilee's last night.

Tori Breyer: [tries to calm Kyle down] Honey, I'm your mom. I will always defend you. But, if you know something about what happened to Noah, you need to tell us.

[Kyle loses his patience with Brandon]

Brandon Breyer: [continues to eat cereal] I don't know what happened to him. But, I would never hurt uncle Noah. I love him!

Kyle Breyer: That is bullshit. He is fucking lying.

Tori Breyer: Kyle.

Kyle Breyer: Look, we know you were there. What else are you lying to us about?

Tori Breyer: Can you calm down?

Kyle Breyer: Were you in Caitlyn's bedroom?

Tori Breyer: He was camping with us.

Kyle Breyer: Where were you Wednesday night when Caitlyn's mom went missing?

Tori Breyer: This is not helping!

Kyle Breyer: HE'S LYING TO OUR FUCKING FACES!

Brandon Breyer: I'm gonna go upstairs.

Kyle Breyer: You're wh... You're... no you're not.

[grabs onto Brandon's arm]

Kyle Breyer: You're not going anywhere until we get all this on the table right now.

Tori Breyer: Kyle. I will handle this.

Kyle Breyer: No no no. Did you hurt Noah? What did you do to him?

[grabs onto Brandon]

Kyle Breyer: HE WAS MY FRIEND AND YOU JUST...

Brandon Breyer: [telepathically pushes Noah to a cupboard full of glass] LEAVE ME ALONE!

[FBI and firefighters are scavenging around the plane wreckage caused by Brandon]

Reporter: Breaking news at this hour. A passenger jet has crashed in the small town of Brightburn, Kansas. Details are still coming in, but there are believed to be no survivors of the 268 passengers on board. Investigators are not yet sure what caused the plane to drop suddenly from the sky and crash into this small family farm.

[Brandon, looking innocent, is sitting in the back of an ambulance eating a chocolate chip cookie]

Reporter: Among the reported dead are the residents of the farmhouse, Kyle and Tori Breyer. They are survived by their 12-year-old son, Brandon.

[the dark music gets louder and the scene cuts to black to the film's title as the end credits, post-credit scenes, and the song "Bad Guy" by Billie Eilish begin to play]

[first of the two post-credit scenes featuring The Big T]

The Big T: The mainstream media as usual tries to sell you all a load of BULLSHIT!

[second of the two post-credit scenes featuring The Big T]

The Big T: Just like that half-man/half-sea creature capsizing fishing vessels in the South China Sea. Like what we were just talking about last week. Some kind of witch-woman who chokes people out with ropes and cords. They are all out there, they are all waiting, and they're all GONNA EAT A FUCKING BREAKFAST UNLESS WE GET OUR SHIT TOGETHER AND DO SOMETHING!

Merilee McNichol: Brandon, do you feel bad about what you did to Caitlyn?

Brandon Breyer: [hesitating] You know, sometimes, when bad things happen to people, it's for a good reason.

[Merilee is shocked and Brandon is emotionless]

Merilee McNichol: Brandon, part of my job is to update the school and update your mom on your progress and let them know if you are showing any growth or remorse. And I, I can't take it easy on you because... you're my family.

[Brandon remains unmoved]

Merilee McNichol: Brandon, I'm giving you an opportunity to talk to me. I'm supposed to update the sheriff tomorrow and I have to be honest with him.

[Brandon breathes heavily in anger]

Merilee McNichol: So Brandon, you mom tells me that you've been having some issues lately about being adopted

Brandon Breyer: Nothing bad, only good ones.

Merilee McNichol: Really? How so?

Brandon Breyer: I've realized I'm special. Because my real parents aren't from a stupid place like here.

Merilee McNichol: Brandon, you don't think of your mom and dad as your real parents?

Brandon Breyer: I do, but I just know I'm something else. Something superior.

Ms. Espenschied: [showing a film on insects] And that is what we call a hive. Wasps and bees, both members of the insect family, both with two pairs of wings, both with stingers. Can anyone tell me difference between them? Mr. Breyer?

Brandon Breyer: Uh, well, um, bees are pollinators, and wasps are predators.

Ms. Espenschied: Good, good. Anybody else?

Brandon Breyer: And wasps are more aggressive, more dangerous. One species, the Polistes sulcifer, is what's called a brood parasite, they've lost the ability to make nests, so they use brute force to make other wasp species to raise their young. And they make them feed their babies things like beetle larvae and maggots.

Royce: Bro, why are you always talking about maggots? You must be one.

Tori Breyer: My parents knew exactly what we were doing. They didn't give a shit, they'd already written me off.

Kyle Breyer: Oh, babe.

Tori Breyer: We can never do that to Brandon. He needs to know we give a shit.