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 DEAD POETS SOCIETY 6 страница



           

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       Just when you think you know something,

           

           

       you have to look at it in another way.

           

           

       Even though it may seem silly or wrong,

           

           

       you must try! Now, when you read, don't

           

           

       just consider what the author thinks.

           

           

       Consider what you think.

           

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       Boys, you must strive to find your own

           

           

       voice. Because the longer you wait to

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       begin, the less likely you are to find

           

           

       it at all. Thoreau said, " Most men lead

           

           

       lives of quiet desperation. " Don't be

           

           

       resigned to that. Break out!

           

       Keating notices Spaz and another boy leaving the desk immediately.

           

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       Don't just walk off the edge like lemmings.

           

           

       Look around you.

           

       The school bell rings as the boys continue to climb onto the desk.

       Keating begins to gather up his stuff. The clock begins to toll as

       Keating walks to the back of the class.

           

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       There! There you go, Mr. Priske. Thank

           

           

       you! Yes! Dare to strike out and find

           

           

       new ground. Now, in addition to your

           

           

       essays, I would like you to compose a

           

           

       poem of your own, an original work.

           

       The students begin to groan. Keating begins flickering the lights

       off and on while chanting ominously.

           

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       That's right! You have to deliver it

           

           

       aloud in front of the class on Monday.

           

           

       Bonne chance, gentlemen.

           

       Keating steps out into the hall before quickly peeking back in once again.

       Todd is the last one to stand on the desk and is about to jump off.

           

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       Mr. Anderson? Don't think that I don't

           

           

       know that this assignment scares the

           

           

       hell out of you, you mole.

           

       Keating flicks the light off, leaving Todd to jump down in the darkness as the students laugh.

       EXT. RIVER - DAY

           

       Cameron, Charlie, and several other boys are rowing while Mr. Nolan

       shouts orders from a bullhorn.

           

           

           

           

           

       MR. NOLAN

           

           

       Take a power train in two! Three! Keep

           

           

       your eyes in the boat!

           

       EXT. CAMPUS ROOFTOP - DAY

           

       Noisy static is replaced by music as Pitts climbs down form the peak to join Meeks at their makeshift radio.

           

           

           

           

           

       MEEKS

           

           

       We got it, Pittsie. We got it! Radio

           

           

       Free America!

           

           

       EXT CAMPUS - DAY

           

       Several students are fencing on a grassy slope.

           

       EXT. CAMPUS ROOFTOP - DAY

           

       Meeks and Pitts perform a goofy dance together to the music.

           

       INT. TODD'S ROOM - DAY

           

       Todd is on his bed trying to write a poem. The door opens and Todd

       turns his writing pad over. Neil enters the room laughing. He crouches

       down next to Todd's bed and plunks a sheet of paper in Todd's lap.

           

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       I found it.

           

           

           

           

           

       TODD

           

           

       You found what?

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       What I wanna do right now. What's

           

           

       really, really inside me.

           

           

           

           

           

       TODD

           

           

       " A Midsummer Night's Dream"?

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       NEIL

           

           

       This is it.

           

           

           

           

           

       TODD

           

           

       What is this?

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       It's a play, dummy.

           

           

           

           

           

       TODD

           

           

       I know that. I-- Wh-Wh-What does it have

           

           

       to do with you?

           

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       Right. They're putting it on at Henley

           

           

       Hall. Open tryouts. Open tryouts!

           

           

           

           

           

       TODD

           

           

       Yes, so?

           

       Neil pounds on the bed and then pulls a blanket off his bed,

       wearing it like a cloak.

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       So, I'm gonna act. Yes, yes! I'm gonna

           

           

       be an actor! Ever since I can remember,

           

           

       I've wanted to try this. I even tried to

           

           

       go to summer stock auditions last year,

           

           

       but, of course, my father wouldn't let

           

           

       me. For the first time in my whole life

           

           

       I know what I wanna do.

           

       Neil grabs a handful of papers off Todd's bed and tosses them into

       the air.

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       and for the first time I'm gonna do it

           

           

       whether my father wants me to or not!

           

           

       Carpe diem!

           

           

           

           

           

       TODD

           

           

       Neil, Neil, hold on a minute. How are

           

           

       you gonna be in a play if your father

           

           

       won't let you?

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       First I gotta get the part, then I can

           

           

       worry about that.

           

           

           

           

           

       TODD

           

           

       Yeah, but won't he kill you if he finds

           

           

       out you went to an audition and didn't

           

           

       even tell him?

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       No, no, no, no. As far as I'm concerned,

           

           

       he won't have to know about any of this.

           

           

           

           

           

       TODD

           

           

       Well, that's impossible.

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       Bullshit! Nothing's impossible.

           

           

           

           

           

       TODD

           

           

       Well, why don't you just call him and

           

           

       ask him? And m-maybe he'll say yes.

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       That's a laugh!

           

       Neil tosses the blanket back onto his bed.

           

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       If I don't ask him, at least I won't

           

           

       be disobeying him.

           

           

           

           

           

       TODD

           

           

       Yeah, but if he said--

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

           

       (shouting angrily)

           

           

       Jesus, Todd! Whose side are you on?

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       Todd says nothing. Neil looks at him for a moment and then takes

       the flyer back from Todd. He walks over to the window, his

       excitement gone.

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       I mean, I haven't even gotten the part

           

           

       yet. Can't I even enjoy the idea for a

           

           

       little while?

           

       Once again, Todd says nothing. After a moment, Neil sits on the

       heater and Todd returns to his poem.

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       You're coming to the meeting this

           

           

       afternoon?

           

           

           

           

           

       TODD

           

           

       I don't know. Maybe.

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       Nothing Mr. Keating has to say means

           

           

       shit to you, does it, Todd?

           

           

           

           

           

       TODD

           

           

       W-What is that supposed to mean?

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       You're in the club! Being in the club

           

           

       means being stirred up by things. You

           

           

       look about as stirred up as a cesspool.

           

       Neil gets up from the window and stands over Todd.

           

           

           

           

           

       TODD

           

           

       So- You want me out?

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       No! I want you in, but being in means

           

           

       you gotta do something. Not just say

           

           

       you're in.

           

           

           

           

           

       TODD

           

           

       Well, listen, Neil. I-I appreciate this

           

           

       concern, but I-I'm not like you. All

           

           

       right? You, you, you say thing and

           

           

       people listen. I'm, I'm not like that.

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       Don't you think you could be?

           

           

           

           

           

       TODD

           

           

       No! I--I, I don't know, but that's not

           

           

       the point. The, the, the point is that

           

           

       there's nothing you can do about it, so

           

           

       you can just butt out. I can take care

           

           

       of myself just fine. All right?

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       No.

           

           

           

           

           

       TODD

           

           

       What do you mean, " no"?

           

       A smile comes to Neil's face.

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       No.

           

       Neil grabs Todd's notebook of poetry and runs across the room with

       it. Todd leaps up after him.

           

           

           

           

       TODD

           

           

       Give me-- Neil. Neil, give that back.

           

       The two begin racing in circles around the room, jumping from

       bed to bed as Todd tries to grab his poem back.

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       " We are dreaming of a--" Poetry! I'm

           

           

       being chased by Walt Whitman! Okay,

           

           

       okay.

           

       Neil drops the notebook. Cameron walks into the room.

           

           

           

           

           

       CAMERON

           

           

       What are you guys doing? I'm sure-- You

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       see this chemistry-

           

       Cameron tries to hold up his book and Neil snatches it from his hands and suddenly all three of them are racing around the room.

           

           

           

           

           

       CAMERON

           

           

       Hey, give me-- Neil, give me-- Don't be

           

           

       immature. Come on. I need my-

           

       Charlie enters the room and begins waving his hands.

           

           

           

           

           

       CHARLIE

           

           

       Give it to me! Give it to me!

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       Charlie!

           

       Neil tosses Cameron's book to Charlie.

           

           

           

           

           

       CAMERON

           

           

       Let me have my book, I need my-

           

       The four boys continue racing around the cramped quarters, tossing

       Cameron's book back and forth. Neil picks up a recorder and begins

       blowing erratic notes on it while Charlie starts pounding on a set of

       bongo drums. Outside the room a crowd of boys watch.

       EXT. CAMPUS ENTRANCE - DAY

           

       Knox is riding his bike around in circles near the entrance. Seeing no

       one nearby, he races through the open gates and down the road. He comes to the top of a hill and then goes downhill across the grass, shouting

       as he sends an immense flock of geese flying into the air.

           

       EXT. PARKING LOT - DAY

           

       A number of vehicles drive up, filled with students dressed in bright red cosyumes, playing trumpets and various other instruments as they pass.

       Knox watches the growing crowd of students. They are all converging on

       a bus. A football player, wearing a horned helmet, dances on the roof of the bus. A band is playing while a group of cheerleaders are practising.

       Knox spots Chris amongst the cheerleaders. He watches her until Chet

       comes along and she grabs hold of his hand. Knox looks away in disgust.

           

           

           

           

           

       COACH

           

           

       Okay, everybody on the bus. Let's go,

           

           

       boys. Come on, let's go. On the bus,

           

           

       boys. Now!

           

       Chris jumps into Chet's arms as everyone begins to board the buses. Knox turns his bike around and leaves.

           

       EXT. SOCCER FIELD - DAY

           

       Keating walks across the field, followed by his students. He kicks a ball ahead of him while he carries a number of other balls in a net slung over his shoulder.

           

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       Now, devotees may argue that one sport

           

           

       or game is inherently better than

           

           

       another. For me, sport is actually a

           

           

       chance for us to have other human beings

           

           

       push us to excel. I want you all to come

           

           

       over here and take a slip of paper and

           

           

       line up single file.

           

       Keating reaches the stands. He tosses the balls aside and pulls sets

       his briefcase down. As the boys line up he begins ripping off slips

       of paper from a notepad and handing them out.

           

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       Mr. Meeks, time to inherit the earth.

           

           

       Mr. Pitts, rise above your name.

           

       He hands the notepad to another student.

           

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       I want you to hand these out to the boys,

           

           

       one apiece.

           

       EXT. SOCCER FIELD - DAY

           

       The students are all lined up in single file, each holding a slip

       of paper. Keating blows his whistle.

           

           

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       KEATING

           

           

       You know what to do, Pitts.

           

           

           

           

       PITTS

           

           

       " Oh to struggle against great odds. To

           

           

       meet enemies undaunted. "

           

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       Sounds to me like you're daunted. Say it

           

           

       again like you're undaunted.

           

           

           

           

           

       PITTS

           

           

       " Oh to struggle against great odds. To

           

           

       meet enemies undaunted. "

           

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       Now go on.

           

       Pitts gives one of the soccer balls a good kick.

           

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       Yes! Next.

           

       One of the students sets up the next ball as the line advances.

           

           

           

           

           

       BOY 1

           

           

       " To be a sailor of the world, bound for

           

           

       all ports. "

           

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       Next. Louder!

           

           

           

           

           

       BOY 2

           

           

       " Oh, I live to be the ruler of life, not

           

           

       a slave. "

           

       Keating walks away and starts up a record player.

           

           

           

           

           

       BOY 3

           

           

       " To mount the scaffolds. To advance to

           

           

       the muzzle of guns with perfect

           

           

       nonchalance. "

           

       Classical music begins playing on the phonograph. Meeks goes to

       read next but is confused by the music.

           

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       Come on, Meeks! Listen to the music.

           

           

           

           

           

       MEEKS

           

           

       " To dance, clap hands, exalt, shout,

           

           

       skip, roll on, float on. "

           

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       Yes!

           

           

           

           

           

       HOPKINS

           

           

           

           

       (without energy)

           

           

       " Oh, to have life henceforth the poem of

           

           

       new joys. "

           

       Hopkins crumples up his paper and then barely taps the soccer

       ball with his foot.

           

       Keating puts a look of disgust on his face.

           

           

           

           

           

       KEATING

           

           

       Oh! Boo! Come on, Charlie, let it fill

           

           

       your soul!

           

       Charlie raises his hands over his head.

           

           

           

           

           

       CHARLIE

           

           

       " To indeed be a god! "

           

       INT. DORM HALLWAY - DAY

           

       Neil is racing down the hallway, all excited.

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       Charlie, I got the part! I'm gonna play

           

           

       Puck! I'm gonna play Puck!

           

       He pounds on Charlie's door.

           

           

           

           

           

       MEEKS

           

           

       What did he say?

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       PITTS

           

           

       Puck?

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL

           

           

       That's the main part.

           

           

           

           

           

       KNOX

           

           

       Great, Neil.

           

           

           

           

           

       NEIL



  

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