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DEAD POETS SOCIETY 4 страницаFor 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. 18
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? 19
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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