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       For what we are about to receive, may the

           

           

       Lord make us truly grateful. Amen.

           

       Mr. Keating and Mr. McAllister are seated next to one another at the table.

           

           

           

           

           

       MCALLISTER

           

           

       Quite an interesting class you gave today,

           

           

       Mr. Keating.

           

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       I'm sorry if I shocked you, Mr. McAllister.

           

           

           

           

           

       MCALLISTER

           

           

       Oh, there's no need to apologize. It was

           

           

       very fascinating, misguided though it was.

           

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       You think so?

           

           

           

           

           

       MCALLISTER

           

           

       You take a big risk by encouraging them to

           

           

       be artists John. When they realize they're

           

           

       not Rembrandts, Shakespeares or Mozarts,

           

           

       they'll hate you for it.

           

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       We're not talking artists George, we're

           

           

       talking free thinkers.

           

           

           

           

           

       MCALLISTER

           

           

       Free thinkers at seventeen?

           

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       Funny, I never pegged you as a cynic.

           

           

           

           

           

       MCALLISTER

           

           

           

       (taken aback by the comment)

           

           

       Not a cynic, a realist. Show me the heart

           

           

       unfettered by foolish dreams, and I'll

           

           

       show you a happy man.

           

           

           

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       But only in their dreams can man be truly

           

           

       free. 'Twas always thus, and always thus

           

           

       will be.

           

           

           

           

           

       MCALLISTER

           

           

       Tennyson?

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       No, Keating.

           

       Keating winks and Mr. McAllister can't help but laugh.

           

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       INT. CAFETERIA TABLE - DAY

           

       Neil joins the others at the table. He pulls out a yearbook.

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       Hey, I found his senior annual in the

           

           

       library.

           

       He hands the annual over to Cameron who laughs at the younger picture of Keating.

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       Listen to this, captain of the soccer team,

           

           

       editor of the school annual, Cambridge

           

           

       bound, Thigh man, and the Dead Poets Society.

           

           

           

           

           

       CAMERON

           

           

           

       (reading from the annual)

           

           

       Man most likely to do anything.

           

           

           

           

           

       CHARLIE

           

           

       Thigh man. Mr. K was a hell-raiser.

           

           

           

           

           

       KNOX

           

           

       What's the Dead Poets Society?

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       I don't know.

           

           

           

           

           

       MEEKS

           

           

       Is there a picture in the annual?

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       Nothing. No other mention of it.

           

           

           

           

           

       MR. NOLAN (O. S. )

           

           

       That boy there, see me after lunch.

           

       Cameron quickly puts the annual away and the others all return to their meal.

           

       EXT. WELTON GROUNDS - DAY

           

       Keating is walking down towards the lake, whistling the same tune as before.

       The boys emerge from the building and chase after him.

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       Mr. Keating? Mr. Keating? Sir? Oh Captain,

           

           

       My Captain?

           

       Keating immediately turns around.

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       Gentlemen.

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       We were just looking in your old annual.

           

       He hands Keating the annual and Keating looks at his old photograph.

           

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       Oh my God. No, that's not me. Stanley

           

           

       " The Tool" Wilson-

           

       Keating crouches down and continues looking through the book.

           

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       God.

           

       Neil crouches down next to Keating.

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       What was the Dead Poets Society?

           

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       I doubt the present administration would

           

           

       look too favorably upon that.

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       Why? What was it?

           

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       Gentlemen, can you keep a secret?

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       Sure.

           

       The other boys crouch down around Keating.

           

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       KEATING

           

           

       The Dead Poets were dedicated to sucking

           

           

       the marrow out of life. That's a phrase

           

           

       from Thoreau that we'd invoke at the

           

           

       beginning of each meeting. You see we'd

           

           

       gather at the old Indian cave and take

           

           

       turns reading from Thoreau, Whitman,

           

           

       Shelley; the biggies. Even some of our

           

           

       own verse. And in the enchantment of the

           

           

       moment we'd let poetry work its magic.

           

           

           

           

           

       KNOX

           

           

       You mean it was a bunch of guys sitting

           

           

       around reading poetry?

           

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       No Mr. Overstreet, it wasn't just " guys",

           

           

       we weren't a Greek organization, we were

           

           

       romantics. We didn't just read poetry,

           

           

       we let it drip from our tongues like honey.

           

           

       Spirits soared, women swooned, and gods

           

           

       were created, gentlemen, not a bad way to

           

           

       spend an evening eh? Thank you Mr. Perry

           

           

       for this trip down amnesia lane. Burn that,

           

           

       especially my picture.

       Keating hands the annual back and walks away, whistling once again. Neil remains crouched.

           

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       Dead Poets Society.

           

           

           

           

           

       CAMERON

           

           

       What?

           

       The school bells begin ringing and everyone heads back towards the school.

       Neil stands up.

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       I say we go tonight.

           

           

           

           

           

       CHARLIE

           

           

       Tonight?

           

           

           

           

           

       CAMERON

           

           

       Wait a minute.

           

           

           

           

           

       PITTS

           

           

       Where's this cave he's talking about?

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       It's beyond the stream. I know where it

           

           

       is.

           

           

           

           

           

       PITTS

           

           

       That's miles.

           

           

           

           

           

       CAMERON

           

           

       Sounds boring to me.

           

           

           

           

           

       CHARLIE

           

           

       Don't go.

           

           

           

           

           

       CAMERON

           

           

       You know how many de-merits we're talking

           

           

       Dalton

           

           

           

           

           

       CHARLIE

           

           

       So don't come, please.

           

           

           

           

           

       CAMERON

           

           

       Look, all I'm saying is that we have to

           

           

       be careful, we can't get caught.

           

           

           

           

           

       CHARLIE

           

           

       No shit, Sherlock.

           

           

           

           

           

       HAGER

           

           

           

           

       (yelling)

           

           

       You boys there, hurry up.

           

       Neil turns around and faces the other boys.

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       All right, who's in?

           

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       CAMERON

           

           

       Come on Neil, Hager's right-

           

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       Forget Hager, no. Who's in?

           

           

           

           

           

       CHARLIE

           

           

       I'm in.

           

           

           

           

           

       HAGER (O. S. )

           

           

       I'm warning you, move.

           

           

           

           

           

       CAMERON

           

           

       Me too.

           

           

           

           

           

       PITTS

           

           

       I don't know Neil

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       What? Pitts-

           

           

           

           

           

       CHARLIE

           

           

       Pitsie, come on.

           

           

           

           

           

       MEEKS

           

           

       His grades are hurting Charlie.

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       You can help him Meeks.

           

           

           

           

           

       PITTS

           

           

       What is this, a midnight study group?

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       Forget it Pitts, you're coming. Meeks,

           

           

       are your grades hurting too?

           

           

           

           

           

       MEEKS

           

           

       I'll try anything once.

           

           

           

           

           

       CHARLIE

           

           

       Except sex.

           

           

           

           

           

       MEEKS

           

           

       Ha ha ha.

           

           

           

           

           

       CAMERON

           

           

       I mean as long as we're careful.

           

       The boys run into the building.

           

           

           

           

           

       CHARLIE

           

           

       What about you Knox?

           

           

           

           

           

       KNOX

           

           

       I don't know Charlie.

           

           

           

           

           

       CHARLIE

           

           

       Come on Knox, it'll help you get Chris.

           

           

           

           

           

       KNOX

           

           

       Yeah? How?

           

           

           

           

           

       CHARLIE

           

           

       Women swoon.

           

       Charlie laughs and runs inside. Knox chases after him.

           

           

           

           

           

       KNOX

           

           

       But why do they swoon? Charlie, tell me

           

           

       why they swoon. Charlie!

           

       INT LIBRARY - DAY

           

       The boys are all gathered around one of the tables with a map laid out

       on it.

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

           

       (whispering)

           

           

       Okay, follow the stream to the waterfall.

           

           

       It's right there. It's got to be on the

           

           

       banks.

           

           

           

           

           

       CAMERON

           

           

       I don't know, it's starting to sound dangerous.

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       CHARLIE

           

           

       Well, why don't you stay home?

           

           

           

           

           

       MCALLISTER

           

           

       For God's sake stop chattering and

           

           

       sit down.

           

       The boys take their seats once again and Neil goes over and sits next to Todd, who is sitting by himself.

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       Todd, are you coming tonight?

           

           

           

           

           

       TODD

           

           

       No.

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       Why not? God, you were there. You heard

           

           

       Keating. Don't you want to do something

           

           

       about it?

           

           

           

           

           

       TODD

           

           

       Yes, but-

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       But? But what?

           

           

           

           

           

       TODD

           

           

       Keating said that everybody took turns

           

           

       reading and I don't want to do that.

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       Gosh, you really have a problem with

           

           

       that, don't you?

           

           

           

           

       TODD

           

           

       N- no, I don't have a problem. Neil,

           

           

       I just- I just don't want to do it,

           

           

       okay?

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       All right. What if you didn't have to

           

           

       read? What if you just came and

           

           

       listened?

           

           

           

           

           

       TODD

           

           

       That's not how it works.

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       Forget how it works. What if - what if

           

           

       they said it was okay?

           

           

           

           

           

       TODD

           

           

       What? What are you gonna do, go up and

           

           

       ask them?

           

       Neil shrugs.

           

           

           

           

           

       TODD

           

           

       No. No, Neil.

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       I'll be right back.

           

           

           

           

           

       TODD

           

           

       Neil, Neil!

           

       Neil gets up and rejoins the others. McAllister hears the boys whispering again.

           

           

           

           

           

       MCALLISTER

           

           

       Oh shut up, will you.

           

       INT BATHROOM - NIGHT

           

       Various boys are crowded around the sinks getting ready for bed. Someone is playing snake charmer music on a kazoo while someone else is bothering Spaz with a red sock puppet acting like a snake.

           

           

           

           

           

       SPAZ

           

           

       That's my- that's for my asthma, okay.

           

           

       Could you give that back please? Could

           

           

       you give that back?

           

           

           

           

           

       BOY

           

           

       What's the matter? Don't you like snakes?

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       Neil enters and taps Todd on the shoulder.

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       You're in.

           

           

           

           

           

       SPAZ

           

           

       Get away from me, okay?

           

           

           

           

           

           

       BOY

           

           

       Spaz, why don't you check your pocket,

           

           

       huh? Come on Spaz I have to brush my

           

           

       teeth

           

           

           

           

           

       SPAZ

           

           

       Get a- get off,

           

       Hager walks past the bathroom and into his room.

           

           

           

           

           

       HAGER

           

           

       Cut out that racket in there.

           

       The kazoo player lets out a rude squeek before finally stopping. Hager

       glares at them for a moment.

           

       INT NEIL'S BEDROOM - NIGHT

           

       Neil stands in his doorway. He looks across the hall to the other room

       where Cameron and Charlie are standing. Cameron gives a thumbs up. Neil closes his room door and takes out his cloak and a flashlight. Setting

       the flashlight down on the desk, he notices a worn book, " Five

       Centuries of Verse", sitting there. Opening it up, he sees John Keating's name at the top followed by " Dead Poets". Below the title of the book, is written: " To Be Read At The Opening of D. P. S. Meetings. " Along with several lines from Thoreau, beginning with " I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately…"

           

       INT STAIRWAY - NIGHT

           

       The shadows of hooded figures can be seen moving throughout the darkened halls.

           

       INT HAGER'S ROOM - NIGHT

           

       Hager hears a dog barking.

           

       INT HALLWAY - NIGHT

           

       Someone drops a number of dog biscuits by the dog's feet. He stops

       barking and immediately begins gobbling them down. Hager looks out

       into the hallway with his flashlight but sees nothing.

           

       EXT SCHOOL GROUNDS - NIGHT

           

       The boys quietly leave the building and set off running across the

       fields towards the woods.



  

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