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DEAD POETS SOCIETY 2 страница
Mr. Perry.
MR PERRY
Keep your seats fellows, keep your seats. Neil, I've
just spoken to Mr. Nolan. I think that you're taking
too many extra curricular activities this semester, and
I've decided that you should drop the school annual.
NEIL
But I'm the assistant editor this year.
MR PERRY
Well I'm sorry Neil.
NEIL
But Father, I can't. It wouldn't be fair.
MR PERRY
Fellas, would you excuse us for a moment?
Mr. Perry walks towards the door and Neil hesitantly follows. Mr. Perry pauses by the door and smiles to the other boys.
INT. HALLWAY - DAY
The smile has gone from Mr. Perry's face. He grabs a hold of Neil's arm.
MR PERRY
Don't you ever dispute me in public. Do you
understand?
NEIL
Father, I wasn't disputing-
MR PERRY After you've finished medical school and you're on your own, then you
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can do as you damn well please. But until then, you do as I tell you. Is that clear?
NEIL
Yes sir. I'm sorry.
MR PERRY
You know how much this means to your mother,
don't you?
NEIL
Yes sir. You know me, always taking on too much.
MR PERRY
Well, that's my boy. Now listen, you need anything,
you let us know, huh?
NEIL
Yes sir.
Mr. Perry slaps his son on the shoulder and leaves. Neil leans his head back against the wall as the other boys emerge from the room.
CHARLIE
Why doesn't he let you do what you want?
KNOX
Yeah Neil, tell him off. It couldn't get any worse.
NEIL
Oh, that's rich. Like you guys tell your parents off, Mr.
Future Lawyer and Mr. Future Banker.
CHARLIE
Okay, so I don't like it any more than you do.
NEIL
Well just don't tell me how to talk to my father. You
guys are the same way.
KNOX
All right, all right, Jesus. So what are you going to do?
NEIL
What I have to do. Drop the annual.
CHARLIE
Well I wouldn't lose much sleep over it. It's just a
bunch of jerks trying to impress Nolan.
NEIL
I don't care. I don't give a damn about any of it.
MEEKS
Well, uh, Latin, eight o' clock in my room?
NEIL
Yes.
MEEKS
Todd, you're welcome to join us.
KNOX
Yeah, come along pal.
Todd looks up from his desk where he is setting his alarm clock.
TODD
Thanks.
EXT. FIELDS - DAY
A clock bell chimes five o'clock. Enormous flocks of birds, apparently
disturbed by the noise, take to the sky.
INT. STAIRCASE - DAY
The sound of squawking birds merges into the sound of noisy boys as they descend the stairs in a long spiralling line.
MR. MCALLISTER tries to make it upstairs against the steady stream.
MCALLISTER
Slow down boys, slow down you horrible
phalanx of pubescense.
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INT CHEMISTRY LAB - DAY
A teacher walks up and down the aisles, handing out books.
TEACHER
Pick three laboratory experiments from
the project list and report on them every
five weeks. The first twenty questions at
the end of chapter one are due tomorrow.
The students let out a collective groan.
INT. LATIN CLASSROOM - DAY
Mr. McAllister paces back and forth in front of the blackboard and gets the students to repeat everything he says.
MCALLISTER
(students repeat after each word. )
Agricolam. Agricola. Agricolae.
Agricolarum. Agricolis. Agricolas.
Agrilcolis.
Again, please.
Agricola.
INT. MATH CLASSROOM - DAY Dr. Hager walks up the classroom aisles with his arms behind his back.
HAGER
Your study of trigonometry requires absolute precision.
Anyone failing to turn in any homework assignment will
be penalized one point off their final grade. Let me urge
you now not to test me on this point. INT. KEATING'S CLASSROOM - DAY
Students enter Keating's classroom, talking and acting up. Keating
glances out from his room off to one side.
KNOX
Hey Spaz, Spaz.
Spaz turns around in time to be hit by a ball of crumpled up paper while Cameron smacks him on the shoulder.
CAMERON
Brain damage.
The students quickly quiet down as Keating emerges from the other room, whistling the 1812 Overture. He walks up the length of the classroom and out the door without a word. The students look around at one another,
uncertain of what to do. Keating pokes his head back in the doorway.
KEATING
Well come on.
He gestures them to follow and the students, after some hesitation, grab their books and follow Keating out into the main entranceway.
INT. ENTRANCEWAY - DAY
Keating stands before the school's trophy cabinets and waits until all the boys arrive.
KEATING
" Oh Captain, My Captain" who knows where
that comes from?
Todd looks up as if he knows the answer, but says nothing. Spaz blows his nose a little too close to Meeks for his liking.
KEATING
Not a clue? It's from a poem by Walt
Whitman about Mr. Abraham Lincoln. Now in
this class you can call me Mr. Keating. Or,
if you're slightly more daring, Oh Captain,
My Captain.
The students laugh slightly.
KEATING
Now let me dispel a few rumors so they
don't fester into facts. Yes, I too
attended Hell-ton and survived. And no,
at that time I was not the mental giant
you see before you. I was the intellectual 7
equivalent of a ninety-eight pound
weakling. I would go to the beach and
people would kick copies of Byron in my
face.
The boys laugh once again, while Cameron, obviously trying to write all this down, looks around confusedly. Keating looks down at papers in his hand.
KEATING
Now, Mr… Pitts. That's a rather
unfortunate name. Mr. Pitts, where are
you?
Pitts raises his hand while everyone around him snickers.
KEATING Mr. Pitts, would you open your hymnal to page 542 and read the first
stanza of the poem you find there?
PITTS
" To the virgins, to make much of time"?
KEATING
Yes, that's the one. Somewhat appropriate,
isn't it.
PITTS
" Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, old
time is still a flying, and this same
flower that smiles today, tomorrow will
be dying. "
KEATING
Thank you Mr. Pitts. " Gather ye rosebuds
while ye may. " The Latin term for that
sentiment is Carpe Diem. Now who knows
what that means?
Meeks immediately puts his hand up.
MEEKS
Carpe Diem. That's " seize the day. "
KEATING
Very good, Mr. -
MEEKS
Meeks.
KEATING
Meeks. Another unusual name. Seize the
day. Gather ye rosebuds while ye may.
Why does the writer use these lines?
CHARLIE
Because he's in a hurry.
KEATING
No, ding!
Keating slams his hand down on an imaginary buzzer.
KEATING
Thank you for playing anyway. Because we
are food for worms lads. Because, believe
it or not, each and every one of us in
this room is one day going to stop
breathing, turn cold, and die.
Keating turns towards the trophy cases, filled with trophies, footballs, and team pictures.
KEATING
Now I would like you to step forward over
here and peruse some of the faces from
the past. You've walked past them many
times. I don't think you've really looked
at them.
The students slowly gather round the cases and Keating moves behind them.
KEATING
They're not that different from you, are
they? Same haircuts. Full of hormones,
just like you. Invincible, just like you 8
feel. The world is their oyster. They
believe they're destined for great things,
just like many of you. Their eyes are full
of hope, just like you. Did they wait until
it was too late to make from their lives
even one iota of what they were capable?
Because you see gentlmen, these boys are
now fertilizing daffodils. But if you listen
real close, you can hear them whisper their
legacy to you. Go on, lean in.
The boys lean in and Keating hovers over Cameron's shoulder.
KEATING
(whispering in a gruff voice)
Carpe.
Cameron looks over his shoulder with an aggravated expression on his face.
KEATING
Hear it?
(whispering again)
Carpe. Carpe Diem. Seize the day boys,
make your lives extraordinary.
The boys stare at the faces in the cabinet in silence.
EXT. SCHOOL STEPS - DAY
The boys emerge from the school, loaded down with numerous books.
PITTS
That was weird.
NEIL
But different.
KNOX
Spooky if you ask me.
CAMERON
Think he'll test us on that stuff?
CHARLIE
Come on Cameron, don't you get anything?
CAMERON
What? What?
INT. LOCKER ROOM - EVENING A coach sticks his head around the corner into the room.
COACH
Let's go boys, hustle up in here. That
means you Dalton.
Meeks emerges from the showers, drying himself off.
MEEKS
Okay, who's up for a trig study group
tonight guys?
PITTS
Me.
NEIL
Me.
CHARLIE
(still annoyed by what the coach said)
What?
KNOX
I can't make it guys. I have to have
dinner at the Danburry's house.
PITTS
The Danburry's? Who are the Danburry's?
CAMERON
Big alumns. How'd you swing that?
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KNOX
Friends of my Dad's. They're probably in
their nineties or something.
CHARLIE
Ooh!
NEIL
Anything's better than Hell-ton hash.
CHARLIE
I'll second that.
KNOX
Yeah we'll see.
Neil approaches Todd, who's been sitting by the window staring down at the floor. Neil snaps his fingers to get Todd's attention.
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